Am I a scumbag?

After soaking in the soup, the disheveled emperor was carried all the way back by King Lan.

Yan Yuliang thought all the way, is Lan Lan in a bad mood, or is I thinking too much?

If I'm angry, I definitely won't hug me, but if I'm not angry, I shouldn't be so silent.

Yan Yuliang bears in mind the ancient saying that it is better not to be coaxed than not to be coaxed without knowing "what's wrong", so let's observe secretly first.

In the light of the moonlight, Yan Yuliang lay on the bed with Lan Wang's fingers hooked on her, observing the beauty carefully.

He is useless, so far he has not recalled anything related to King Lan.

A while ago, I was reminded of some clips of King Lan's biological father, Xuan Mingchao Taiwei Zhuang Xinhuo.

At that time, Yan Yuliang was still very young, and he often saw Zhuang Xinhuo beside his father, and his impression was that this uncle was tall, with rough palms and a thunderous voice.

Kind of scary.The princes dare not get close to him, and even the emperor is always obedient to him like a defeated quail.

Zhuang Qingqu looks nothing like his father.

It sounds like his mother.Yan Yuliang had never met King Lan's biological mother, but he heard that she was a stunning beauty famous in the capital, Zhuang Xinhuo did not hesitate to cut off the emperor and marry her.It's a pity that the beauty's life is poor, and she died within a year or two after giving birth to her son.

Since the founding of the People's Republic of China, Daxia has always had Zuo Zhongshu and You Taiwei.

Among them, Zuo Zhongshu is "Zhongshu Ling", that is, the prime minister, who is the official of a country's prime minister. The "Youcheng" Taiwei is the highest military officer in a country, and has been inherited by the Zhuang family who made great contributions to the founding of the Great Xia.

Daxia has established a dynasty for more than 300 years, and the bankers have hereditary military affairs for more than 300 years.

In the past 300 years, there have been several outrageous dog emperors, and there have been absurd treacherous officials such as Chu Han and Liu Zhui.But looking at the biographies of the Zhuang family, it is a general with remarkable military exploits for generations. No matter how unstable the political situation is, the Zhuang family will never fall.

It is conceivable that such an important official of such a family has a stable foundation, a high family background, and great influence.

It's no wonder that King Lan can be both civil and military at such a young age, with a detached temperament.

And, at a young age, there is a foundation to imprison the emperor and hold the emperor as regent...

Yan Yu was exhausted from soaking in the cold hot spring, thinking about it, and fell asleep by accident after a while.

He had a dream.

The scene in the dream is still this Tangquan Palace.The curtain of light red madder gauze fluttered, and he was arguing fiercely with King Lan about something.

On his side, he could still maintain a trace of calmness, but on the other side, King Lan looked crazy.

His eyes were bloodshot and he was tugging at the hem of his clothes, his appearance was even more ferocious than when he first saw him yelling and screaming, almost crying.

After a while, the scene switches.

It was still Tangquan Palace, but this time it was King Lan curled up weakly on the bed.

Yan Yuliang lifted Qian's screen curtain, pushed him, and called him: "Xiao Zhuang."

Zhuang Qingqu snorted in pain and turned around with difficulty.

His eyes were red, and his voice was low and hoarse, with a hint of grievance: "Azhao, Azhao... I'm in so much pain, I can't stand the pain."

Yan Yuliang suddenly felt distressed beyond measure.

Almost instantly, he wrapped the man's thin back into his arms.

Zhuang Qingqu had a fever, and his hot arms hugged him tightly.

"Azhao."

"Ah Zhao, don't go, stay with me." He murmured.

"Azhao, please, don't go. Don't leave me alone."

"Not going."

"Xiaozhuang, I won't go."

Lan Wang's neck softly pressed against his shoulder, and rubbed against it, hot water dripped into his neck drop by drop.

Yan Yuliang's fingertips trembled slightly, sore and painful.

What a proud character this person is, what kind of pain does he have to put down to act like a baby with him like this.He was so distressed that he was about to hug him and comfort him, but the next moment, he woke up from his dream.

There was a strong sense of loss.

That sense of reality, really...just a dream?

When I reached out to touch it, the pillow beside me was empty.In the middle of the night, Lan Wang didn't know where he went.

……

The hot springs of Tangquan Palace are warm, even the bricks and stones of the bedroom are warm.

Yan Yuliang stepped on it with bare feet, making no sound at all.

In this way, he walked through the corridor and followed the light to the brightly lit area of ​​the outer hall.

The old doctor with a white beard was trembling, and was concentrating on taking Lan Wang's pulse.

King Lan's straight spine was slightly bent, his brows were tightly knit, and his face was pale.Sitting a little crookedly in the chair, holding the hand warmer against his lower abdomen in one hand, and holding a booklet in the other.

Fu Ling persuaded him: "Master, since you are not feeling well, don't worry about these things."

King Lan shook his head.

Looking at the booklet can at least distract some attention, so it won't be so difficult.

Suddenly, with a "snap", a glazed lantern hanging at the door somehow fell off and fell to the ground with a loud crash.

Fuling: "What's going on? Who made the lantern so dangerous!"

The maid of Tangquan Palace was so frightened that she immediately knelt down, with tears in her face, she said innocently: "Here, the servant is a capital punishment. But this lamp has always been hung like this, and it has never been..."

Fu Ling: "Are there any excuses for omissions?"

"Fu Ling, forget it," Lan Wang said, "If you fall, you will fall. Maybe this Tangquan Palace is a good place, but it has never been my horoscope."

"Every time I come here, there must be nothing good."

"I shouldn't..."

[Shouldn't come again.Although this ghost palace is exquisite and beautiful, it has never left any good memories. 】

Yan Yu froze by the door, and the words of King Lan in the dream just now rang in his ears.

Although the outline of King Lan in the dream is not different from the sharp and handsome one he is familiar with now, he should actually be younger, with a little youthful aura remaining on his face.

Fu Ling collected the fragments.The imperial physician also prescribed medicine.

King Lan: "It's late at night, everyone should go to rest."

Fu Ling: "The servant will stay with the master for a while."

King Lan: "No need. It's okay, I'll be fine if I get sick for a while."

Fuling then nodded, and retreated respectfully, but turned back when he reached the door: "By the way, master, didn't you say a few days ago that you were going to make a dress for your Majesty to wear during the Flower Festival?"

"Si Yifang replied that the measurements that His Majesty kept were two years ago, I'm afraid they don't fit, and I want to re-measure..."

……

Barefooted, Yan Yuliang returned to the bed alone.

My heart is very sour, and my mood is difficult to calm down.

He never really expected the Huachao Festival to come true.But how could he know that King Lan had been quietly preparing a dress for him before he tried it.

Even when he was sick, he hid secretly by himself so that he would not find out.

After half an hour, King Lan finally came back.

He made very little movement and went to bed lightly.Yan Yuliang tugged at his belt.

"A Zhao?" He hesitated, "A Zhao, when did you wake up?"

"just."

"Did I wake you up?"

"No."

"Well, sleep well then."

"Qingqing, your hands are cold."

"..."

"Qingqing, are you sick again? Why didn't you tell me when you were sick?"

The moonlight is hazy and soft, and Qian Sha is hazy.

Zhuang Qingqu really couldn't lie to him.

He didn't speak, just closed his eyes and felt the warm hands pressing against the painful place.It was tense and stiff at first, but gradually relaxed.

The bedroom is silent and the moon is bright.When the pain was gone, he changed his position and held Yan Yuliang tightly in his arms.

"Qing Qing."

The warm person in his arms called out to him.

"Ok?"

"Maybe, before I lost my memory... I really didn't treat you very well," he said, "I don't remember now, but Qingqing."

"I am 28 years old and have never married a wife or had children."

"My royal father already had four princes at my age. But I have been in power for ten years and have not had a queen, no concubine, no one in the harem, and no children."

"After much deliberation, I will be like this, nothing more than my heart belongs to me, and I can't tolerate others anymore."

"My sweetheart must be very nice."

"And I, no matter whether I have ever quarreled with him, had a rift, said cruel words, or done decisive things, I must really want to spend the rest of my life with him, otherwise, why would it be here?"

"..."

For a long time, there was no sound.

There was not even a sound of breathing, Yan Yu said coldly: "Qingqing, did I say something wrong again, which made Qingqing feel uncomfortable."

What responded to him was a burst of fragrance.

Lan Wang's neck was warmly pressed against his shoulder, which was exactly the same as the boy's movements in the dream.

"No."

His voice was hoarse and hoarse, but his hugging movements were extremely gentle.

"Azhao, you never treated me badly before."

"Ah Zhao, don't listen to nonsense. Ah Zhao is the best in the world, and has always been the best."

……

Yan Yuliang couldn't get back to his senses at all.

The next day, I couldn't get back to my senses all day long.

He originally thought that Lan Wang was cheating on him, playing with him I don't believe you are sincere but I pretend to believe that you are sincere in exchange for you to believe that I am absolutely sincere.

Even Fu Ling felt that King Lan was cheating on him.

But after last night, Yan Yuliang was not so sure.

The moment Lan Wang hugged him tenderly and said that he was not bad, and that he was "the best", that genuine tenderness could not be fake.

But the same person once scolded him for being heartless again with red eyes.

So what the hell is going on.

Is it possible that this little thing is quite unique and has two faces? ? ?

This question completely stumped Yan Yuliang.It was the first time he was so confused after losing his memory.

Forget it, let's look forward.

After he went to the Huachao Festival, it was logical that he would return to court just around the corner.The first thing Huan Chao wanted to do was to find medicine for King Lan! !

A beautiful body is very important.

I don't know why King Lan doesn't take his body seriously.

The prescription is that there is a lack of medicine, so if you lack it, go find it, spend a lot of money to force it to buy from other countries, and if it doesn’t help me, Daxia grows it myself?

My big summer has a vast land and abundant resources, so there is nothing delicious that cannot be grown.

There is no delicious food that cannot be grown, and there must be no medicinal herbs that cannot be grown.

……

The next day, Lan Wang also couldn't recover.

The main reason was that Tangquan Palace couldn't hear the morning bells of the palace clearly, and he slept too deeply holding Ah Zhao.

He actually missed the morning.

Zhuang Qingqu knew that he was only a regent, but he still couldn't help but have a lot of strange poems in his heart, why the king didn't come to court early...

Xi Xingjian was still surprised.

King Lan was never absent, except for the few days when he was ill a while ago.What could have caused him to miss the morning.

"Xi Qing, Xi Qing," Xu Zizhen shook him as the chariots and horses rustled, "Come back to your senses! What are you going to do?"

The Dali Temple in the capital is next door to the Ministry of Officials, so the two of them always went to Yingmao together after they went to court.

All the way today, Xu Zizhen was analyzing with him the words between the emperor and King Lan last night in detail, trying to find the mystery every word.

After a pass analysis, it seems that there is really no mystery.

In addition to asking him about the daily life of Dali Temple, the emperor asked him how he would punish those rotten literati who were scolded by Zhezi a few days ago.

It's not a big deal, but Xi Xingjian has always been serious.

He really hated those so-called "celebrity literati" who were always dignified and sanctimonious all day long, and who liked to write upside-down articles to fan the flames.

His Majesty nodded and agreed.

Then it's gone.Xi Xingjian only told Xu Zizhen so far, and he really didn't know how to describe the rest.

At that time, after His Majesty agreed, he immediately turned to King Lan: "I agree, what do you think?"

King Lan: "According to what Ah Zhao said."

Not to mention that a self-respecting person like Lan Wang has learned to "do as you say".

Just say... what is kissing? ! ? !Who is it Azhao? ! ? ! ?

How can it be blamed that he stumbled all the way out of the palace gate with the imperial-given inkstone and peach blossom rice paper in his arms?

That's all, calm down.

Think good.In the past ten years, the emperor has often acted in unpredictable ways, which made people elusive. Xi Xingjian and Xu Zizhen were often horrified by watching them all the way.

But except for the time when Beijiang was seriously injured, most of the results were good, and it was always the emperor who moved around and left others in a daze.

There are precedents.

Then, as ministers, they have to believe in the emperor's sage this time!

Xu Zizhen: "Since it is as Xi Qing you said, the emperor is humorous, cheerful, calm and composed, and King Lan is also by the side of the emperor to be respectful. If you think about it, maybe it is because King Lan still has something to hold in the hands of the emperor."

"Let's try to figure out the holy intention. Since His Majesty specially asked you to go and see it, would you...actually want Xi Qing to publicize the harmony between King Lan and the emperor and ministers, so that everyone knows about it?"

Xi Xingjian pondered for a moment.

Think it's not impossible.

After all, if the emperor's intention is "You must not say it outside", then there is no need to ask him to eat this meal.Not to mention all kinds of hospitality to King Lan during the banquet.

Xu Zizhen: "In this case, I will go to the official department to publicize it today. There are especially many 'baixiaosheng' in our official department who like to spread the word, and everyone will know it within half a day."

Xi Xingjian nodded.

"But I still feel that things are very strange right now. I have to... write a letter to Xun Chang."

Xi Xingjian finished writing the letter at dusk and tied it to the leg of a handsome falcon.

"Cuckoo, go to your master."

"Goo!"

The white falcon flies across the mountains and seas, crosses the rice fields, crosses the Luoshui River, and finally flies to the vast desert.

Border Pass, Northern Border City.

The desert is also covered with snow.A fiery red little fox was held by a foxy handsome man looking up into the sky.

He was born beautiful, with lips like Zhu Dan, and the corners of his mouth and eyes were curved when he smiled, revealing an irrepressible evil spirit.

"Goo, you've worked hard. Ah Li, guess what Xi Qing wrote to me this time?"

The little fox's tail curled up: "chirp~"

"Good boy, every time you curl your tail, something good happens."

The man opened the letter, and the little fox pretended to climb on his shoulder to read it, as if it could understand it too.

"Hahahaha, I really convinced Xi Qing and Xu Qing. It's been so long and I still can't see through it!"

"Look, I'm still saying that King Lan has taken over the Jiang Palace and surpassed the rules. I don't even think about where the favorite concubines of the Great Xia can live if they don't live in the Jiang Palace?"

"Hahahaha, he also said that Ah Liang has been acting weird recently, and Lan Wang still looks like a ghost."

After reading the letter, the man rubbed his fiery red fox fur.

"Ah Li, eat a few more mouthfuls of wild berries in the sand these days. We have to find a way to go back to the capital!"