The sand sculpture emperor fell in love with me

Wen Renfu lay on the ground and looked at him for a moment, then said awkwardly, "Be angry, be angry, but you got off me, it's easy to misfire."

Lu Anxiang squinted his eyes, leaning on top of him and looking down at him, "Stop pretending? Have the guts to send troops to Fuzhu without telling me, but don't have the guts to talk to me about this issue, pretending to be such a gaudy way to change the subject?"

Wen Renfu twitched his lips inwardly. The longer this person is, the more refined he is, so it's not easy to fool him, "Actually..."

"Huh?" Lu Anxiang pressed his thumb on his lips and rubbed them lightly, "If you want to play the oiran, you have to play it to the end."

Wen Renfu was stunned by his actions, and before he could react, something warm was stuck between his lips.

"You—" Wen Renfu only uttered a short sound, and swallowed the rest of the words.

Lu Anxiang narrowed his eyes, opened his teeth and bit his lip gently.All of a sudden, breathing was intertwined, and chaotic panting echoed in the small room, making the gloomy and narrow space hot.

After the kiss was over, Lu Anxiang pushed his lips away and looked at him, "Well, this color is just right, it was too dark just now."

Wen Renfu's head was still hot, and he gasped, "Aiqing, I think you are teasing me."

Lu Anxiang raised his eyebrows noncommittally.

"Liu'er," Wen Renfu propped his upper body up on the floor, with a dangerous aura in his heavy eyes, "Do you think I can't execute you right here?"

"I say no, do you dare?" Lu Anxiang looked at him.

Wen Renfu blinked and hesitated.

"But we can wait until you come back." Lu Anxiang suddenly smiled, and stood up while pressing his shoulder.

Wen Renfu was stunned for a moment, his eyes sparkled, and before he could open his mouth happily, Lu Anxiang pushed him to the dressing table—just like Wen Renyin, it was only convenient for him to come in and out by dressing up as a female family member who came to the palace to treat facial diseases , so grooming is necessary, but what he did just now is really too unsightly.

"It's really complicated." Lu Anxiang frowned, picked up the gouache on the table, "How do you do this?"

"Just spread it evenly on the face." Wen Renfu answered honestly, although he could do it himself, he always felt that Lu Anxiang was still angry, so he didn't dare to object.

Lu Anxiang is a quick learner, his hands are neither light nor heavy, especially that kind of earnestness that is the same in everything he does, as if what he holds is not a face, but a rare treasure.After being looked at carefully for a long time as a treasure, even though she is thick-skinned like a celebrity, she also feels a little hot.

Wen Renfu felt his heart pounding after finishing the whole set from the facial makeup to the headgear, and Lu Anxiang pulled up his sleeves to put medicine on his previous wasp sting. There were a few dark brown spots, and there was almost no need to apply medicine. Wen Renfu felt some smell when he looked at him.

"Liu'er," Wen Renfu stopped Lu Anxiang from moving, "There's no need for that."

"No way, Your Majesty's golden body, don't get scars." Lu Anxiang said.

Wen Renfu put down his sleeves and laughed dryly, "No need, it's all right."

"Oh?" Lu Anxiang put down the medicine jar, and poked it in along his cuff, "Then let me feel for it, what if there is still pus and blood in it, and bring it to Fuzhu?"

The soft fingertips brushed against Wen Renfu's arm vaguely, pressing and scratching from time to time, the warm touch spread from the arm all the way, making people itch.

"Liu'er, I was wrong." Wen Renfu pressed down his scheming hand through his sleeve, begging bitterly, "Let me go, I can't stand if you keep doing this."

Lu Anxiang raised his eyebrows, and squeezed his flesh with the hand hidden in his sleeve before pulling it out, "What's wrong?"

"I'm going to Fuzhu without discussing with you."

"Ah."

"...I left you in the capital without your consent."

"Ah."

"...Is there any more?" Wen Renfu looked at him beggingly.

"..." Lu Anxiang looked at him in silence for a long time, sighed, and wrapped his head in his arms, "Don't take care of everything by yourself."

Wen Renfu's body stiffened obviously uncomfortably, apparently he had rarely been hugged like this since he was a child.The tip of his nose was full of his smell, and the warm body temperature surrounded him, calming him down quickly.

"Yu Gong, as your subject, I hope to be your right-hand man. Yu privately, as your partner, I also hope that you can rely on me." Lu Anxiang said softly.

Wen Renfu was stunned, "Partner?"

"Isn't it?" Lu Anxiang let go of him, his face turned hot from his honest and surprised stare, and he turned his head to tidy up the things on the table.

"Liu'er..." A pair of arms came from behind, Lu Anxiang raised his head, and saw a person tightly behind him in the bronze mirror, "Are you finally willing to believe me?"

It's not that Wen Renfu doesn't know what Lu Anxiang is entangled in. He has always hoped to become a virtuous minister, and has always been determined to honor his ancestors. All these may be destroyed by his willful decision, but now Lu Anxiang is willing to believe him. Believe that he will not break his promise, and believe that he will not become an obstacle on the way forward.

"Well, so you have to trust me." Lu Anxiang held his hand.

Wen Renfu didn't say anything else, just held the hands of the two into a cross-fingered look, and leaned over to kiss his lips, but was pushed away by Lu Anxiang.

"Uh..." Lu Anxiang rubbed his nose, "It's kind of scary what you're doing now."

Wen Renfu: "..."

Wen Renfu shut himself up.

After Wen Renfu and Wen Renyin handed over everything, they left the palace as the female family members who were treating the illness, and then drove non-stop to the suburbs of Beijing, met Xie Qiyuan, and headed far southwest.

Before leaving, Wen Renfu, with a black face on his face, rubbed his Prime Minister who was late to enlightenment, and handed him a purse, telling him to open it after returning to the capital.Lu Anxiang covered his hot face from being kissed, like a woman who just sneaked back home after having an affair, rushed into his room, closed the door and windows tightly, and then opened the purse.

A medicine jar, a note.

The ointment in the medicine jar is cool and cool, with a refreshing aroma, which is cool and refreshing when applied to the skin.Could it be some good medicine for golden sores?Lu Anxiang was puzzled, and unfolded the note again. After a while, his face suddenly turned dark.

"——Aiqing, I am leaving here for a farewell. I don't know when I will return. The ointment has the effect of promoting blood circulation, removing blood stasis, and dredging and lubricating. I hope Aiqing will take care of your body and do exercises frequently, but you must not overcorrect and hurt your essence. Wait for me Returning to Beijing will fill the emptiness of Aiqing."

Fuck it!

I have no void for you to fill!

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