Your Majesty, come back

"I have to think about it, think about it..."

In the end, after thinking about it carefully, he ended up being as drunk as a puddle of mud and was escorted back to the palace by the guards.

There is still a trace of clarity in consciousness, but Chu Xiao is already in the warm clouds, constantly ups and downs, his internal organs have been severely washed by strong wine, lying on the mattress with a red face and hot body, looking sideways The palace people kneeling by the bed were taking off his shoes and socks carefully.

The nurse he nursed once told him that girls are water and boys are mountains, towering and immovable, as tall as a thousand feet supporting the sky and the earth, and they don't need to lean on each other upright.

The water depends on the mountains, the common sense of heaven, the mountains and the mountains rely on each other, wouldn't that mean that the stones crack and the landslides change the color of the world?

It's so confusing...

Chu Xiao straightened up half of his body, and the moment his feet touched the water, his thoughts became clear. He remembered that his not-so-majestic harem was not full of women. By the way, in those strange tributes before, it seemed There are also men.

He was very excited, and he grabbed the sleeve of his confidant chief inarticulately, "Awu, is there a man in our palace?"

Ah Wu's face changed, and he immediately swore, heart-poundingly, "Your Majesty, you have to trust your slaves. Except for the guards, there will never be dubious people in the palace."

"..."

The two talked about each other for a long time, and Ah Wu was sweating again and again, and finally understood what the "man" in the emperor's mouth meant.

It's too fast for this taste to change.

Awu thought in his heart, this is the first time for His Majesty to taste masculinity, and everything is difficult at the beginning, and this level of drunkenness, it is not easy to finish the physical work in one go.

The manager worked hard and worried, and sent people to the place close to the cold palace, cleaned them up and brought them here, and then sent eunuchs to the imperial hospital, and invited a few old imperial doctors to bring them back to help, oh no, this is called being prepared. .

In fact, after Chu Xiao said that, he almost forgot about it. When he hiccupped and rolled up, he collapsed in the quilt and fell asleep. Awu also felt that the emperor was talking nonsense. He served the emperor so well. For many years, he still doesn't know what the emperor likes, but it is a golden word, even if he is breathing alcohol and belching, it is the emperor's order, which must not be violated or respected.

So Awu sighed heavily, looked at the thin-clothed young man kneeling on the ground with disgust, then stood and rested with his eyes closed, patiently waiting for the emperor to wake up.

Chu Xiao's vigilance is still much stronger than ordinary people. An hour later, he was more than half sober, but his whole body was soft, his mouth was dry, and he was too lazy to move a finger. He noticed something kneeling not far away. He snorted, "Who is there?"

Awu replied: "Return to Your Majesty, that is the Duke of Lianyue Pavilion, you can..."

"What can you do?" Chu Xiao frowned and scolded: "Is it possible to enter my bedroom casually? What time is it? Are you looking for someone to kneel here and pretend to be a ghost?"

A Wu thought, if he hadn't paid attention to health and exercise, he would have vented his grievances to his chest just now and spewed bitter blood all over the floor. He abruptly filled in the words that were interrupted by His Majesty, "You can sleep."

"A bedside servant? Can you find someone with a handle to serve me as a bedside servant?"

The emperor's face was full of anger that only innocent people can have, and the chief steward lowered his eyebrows and said, "Your Majesty, you just made the slaves make noise."

Chu Xiao had a splitting headache, but after thinking about it carefully, it seemed that this really happened.

He looked at the kneeling man, who was still kneeling on the ground, wearing a thin white singlet, with a weak, bullying and humiliating appearance.

"Looked up."

Chu Xiao's heart was like still water, and he only felt disgusted. Although beauty is beautiful, if this kind of beauty is placed on a woman's body, he can still look at it a few more times.

"How many years have you been in the palace?"

The young man's voice was soft and boneless: "Back to the emperor, the servant has been in the palace for three years."

"Are you a girl?"

The corner of Awu's mouth twitched, and he turned his eyes away.

The young man shook his head dryly: "Slave...not really."

"Have you read The Female Commandments?"

"Slaves... haven't read it."

Chu Xiao asked again: "Then you are gifted enough to have children?"

The young man almost fainted: "The slave is an ordinary man..."

"In that case, what's the use of your master sending you into the palace?"

The smell of alcohol was still strong, the emperor rolled his eyelids, and he stopped looking at the people on the ground: "I'm going to sleep, get people away."

Obviously, he couldn't do anything like the others in the barracks, and if he looked at him more, he would feel wronged.

After waking up from the wine the next day, Chu Xiao had basically forgotten about this little incident. If Chu Yue hadn't entered the palace in a rage at noon, he probably wouldn't have been able to remember exactly what he did last night. .

Originally, he didn't do anything, but even if he did, it was not the turn of this bastard to rush over and question him.

Before questioning others, at least you have to think about what stupid things you have done before you can take a stand.

Chu Yue hadn't recovered from typhoid fever, his face was as white as paper, and his eyes became darker and darker.

"Brother Huang, you announced the man... last night as your servant?"

Sitting in the imperial study, Chu Xiao stopped his hand of correcting the documents, pretending to change from the gold-plated Wolong pen holder to another handy one, and glanced at the young man seemingly indifferently during the pen change.

The illness is not cured, what is the rush.

Chu Xiao didn't deny it, and said ambiguously, "So?"

After hearing this answer, the young man's face instantly became murderous, his handsome face was almost twitching, he couldn't tell whether it was anger or embarrassment, and his pale face also turned abnormally red because of this, looking like a ferocious man. The wild wolf whose territory has been invaded by humans, its usual stability and obedience are all turned into dross and burned together with anger.

"Brother Huang has countless beauties in the harem, and my ministers don't know that Brother Huang has such a hobby."

Chu Xiao's hand trembled slightly because of the youth's sharpness, and this bastard actually had the face to come over and question him!

He fixed his appearance in front of the bronze mirror this morning, the bite wound on the corner of his mouth was still obvious, but he could only ignore it.

Losing is not losing, Chu Xiao sneered: "Yeah, it's good to have a change of taste once in a while, there's nothing wrong with it."

Chu Yue stood upright in the study room, surprisingly stubborn, with little blood on his lips, without a single muscle tremor, a smile appeared on his gloomy face: "Is that so?"

In Chu Xiao's eyes, this undoubtedly became a mockery. Chu Yue's complexion was almost pale, and his tense face might turn against him at any time. : "I ask you what is your attitude!"

"What I mean by this is that Brother Huang is an example for all people, please don't make the same mistake as last time."

This was the first time Chu Xiao saw Chu Yue's temper. It was not like the unbearable, unstoppable sharpness shown in previous confrontations, with an aura that wanted to tear his face and skin.

Damn it, it's all the fault of the housekeeper of Prince Yue's Mansion. There are slaves like masters, and it's useless to keep them.

Could it be that they don't tell them that the news that he is the emperor of a country in person at Yuewang's mansion can't get through at all?

It was obvious that he suffered a loss and was treated lightly, but in the end Chu Yue still accused him with such a fearless face.

It's not just the word 'hateful' that can express his inner anger at the moment.

Chu Yue stood there recklessly, with his eyes hanging high, as if he was looking for death.

"I dote on my harem, so I'm afraid that the world won't agree, it's ridiculous!"

Chu Yue said proudly, "You said the same thing when the emperor summoned Taoist priests into the palace to refine alchemy last time."

The emperor got up in vain, his handsome face was cold, violent and mean, he picked up the inkstone on the desk and smashed it hard at the place where the young man was standing, the force was so great that the whole dragon inkstone was broken into several pieces, Chu Yue Without blinking, let alone dodging, he just faced the flying hard object.

Chu Xiao walked down a few steps, raised his fist and greeted the young man's face. The speed was so fast and crisp that the young man had already received a solid punch on the cheek before he could even react.

Chu Xiao strangled the young man's neck with one hand, and a sharp light flashed in his red eyes. The emperor's eyes looked like a dark cellar, where the wild beasts were being imprisoned with iron walls. The expression on his face was extremely calm, even cold. Chu Xiao pressed the young man onto the pillar, and the pulsation of the young man's neck was all in his right hand, and he could even feel the other party's nervous swallowing.

"Sixth brother, you can raise a male favorite in the mansion, why, can't the emperor brother?"

An amusing chuckle rolled out of the emperor's throat, like a pot of boiling oil, calm on the surface, scorching hot inside.

Chu Yue moved his neck with difficulty, not showing weakness, let alone fear: "No."

Chu Xiao was always a little shorter than the young man. He raised his eyes and asked silently.

With a dry throat, Chu Yue's warm breath hit the emperor's face.

"this is not good."

Chu Xiaohan smiled with a cold face: "Okay, then tell me, what is it? What are you doing? Explain to me."

The young man's eyes were at a loss, and he completely didn't know what Chu Xiao meant by this sentence.

Compared to Chu Yue's anger, Chu Xiao really couldn't accept the young man's bewilderment.

An unnatural flush appeared on the young man's face, which blended with his pale face in illness, making him very embarrassed.

"Chen brother, I don't understand what the emperor brother means."

Chu Xiao squeezed the other party's neck tighter, his sharp eyes almost pierced the young man in front of him, he was not only angry, but also felt wronged.

Because there is no way to tell the other party that what he has experienced in the past and now has to be borne by himself. Some people are easy to provoke a romantic relationship and forget it in a blink of an eye. Do they think that everyone is happy when they forget it, and there is no fault or guilt? up?

"Yesterday, I went to your Yue Palace."

Chu Yue's pupils suddenly dilated, and he looked at Chu Xiao in disbelief. The misty Zeze's eyes seemed to be blown by the breeze, and finally revealed a little light.

"Based on what you have done, I can kill you a hundred times."

Chu Xiao gritted his teeth, the young man was stunned for a while, his bloodless lips trembled up and down: "What's wrong with the lips...?"

The emperor immediately shut his mouth tightly without leaving any gaps, his expression was extremely pale, and his eyes stabbed coldly at the young man.

As long as you go one step further, the truth will become clear. It's hard to tell what it's like. Anticipation and waiting are two concepts. Chu Xiao is used to waiting for victory because he always has a plan in mind.

What to expect, that is what others say.

During the silence between the two parties, the young man raised his drooping hand tremblingly, and the moment it touched the emperor's lips, the study room and the whole world became so quiet that even breathing ceased to exist.

Chu Xiao stared at the young man, his heart beating like a drum, and he hastily moved his eyes away.

"Yesterday...my brother was seriously ill." Chu Yue's voice swirled in a low voice, spreading faintly: "I, I dreamed that you came."

The rhythm of Chu Xiao's heart became more and more irregular, and his palpitations became uncontrollable.

"I...asked the housekeepers, and they all said that no one has come, and I also think...you probably won't come."

"I had a dream."

The young man's ears turned red with anxiety, and the previous sharp anger softened into a puddle of warm water, and he moved his lips in a staggered way: "So this, did I do this?"

Without even thinking about it, the emperor slapped him across the face, his face flushed quickly, and he cursed: "You bastard, if you dare to do it, I'll kill you, get out of here!"

Chu Xiao was confused, and immediately let go of his hand. In a hurry, he was grabbed by the young man, and he couldn't shake it off. Chu Yue showed a silly face, and stubbornly hugged the emperor. His face seemed to be resurrected from the dead, with countless expressions on it, I'm afraid even he didn't know what he was doing at this moment.

"Is—did I do it?"