[Rebirth] Sovereign and ministers get along

Hibiscus comes out of clear water, and it is naturally carved.

Shixian made this sentence to mean that poetry should be fresh and natural, but Yue Yu just wanted to use this sentence to describe Shen Qing, who has black hair dripping water and half-covered clothes.

With a calm expression on his face, Yue Yu glanced at the fit and slender body calmly.

Shen Lanqing calmly folded her clothes and tied her ties: "If you dirty the eyes of the Holy Majesty, I will be punished with death."

Yue Yu's gaze slid down with the water dripping from the tips of his hair, and swept across his slender calf and landed on the instep with well-defined mid-foot bones: "I promise you to make meritorious deeds."

"..." Climbing along the pole is really fast!Shen Lanqing lowered her eyes, pretending to be grateful to Dade, "Your Majesty is kind, and I am grateful."

"There's no need for snot and tears..." Yue Yu opened his arms, "Wait for me to take a bath."

"..."

Order the servants to change the bath water.

Shen Lanqing stood barefoot in front of Yue Yu and undressed him.

Whispers came from outside the window, Xu Huan's hand on Yue Yu's waist paused slightly, Yue Yu leaned forward slightly, lowered his head, his figure was reflected on the window, as if kissing lightly.

Shen Lanqing glanced at the entangled shadow on the window, withdrew her arm calmly, and raised her hand to put it on Yue Yu's shoulder: "Your Majesty, the subject has surpassed."

With a light fingertip, the black dragon robe slowly slipped off.

Shen Lanqing brushed Yue Yu's waist with her fingertips, and knelt in front of Yue Yu's feet with one knee: "Your Majesty, please raise your foot."

Putting his palm on the top of Shen Lanqing's head, he caressed it ambiguously, and stopped by his ear. Yue Yu lifted his foot and let Shen Lanqing remove his boots: "Shen Qing."

"The minister is here."

"I'm a little curious, and I need Shen Qing to clarify my doubts."

"I know everything I can say, and I can say nothing."

"Shen Yi and your childhood sweetheart treated you with sincerity, but you still treat him like this..." Yue Yu lowered his head and carefully examined Shen Lanqing's expression, "I am a little confused, if even Shen Yi can't do it, there are still people who can get in Shen Qing's heart?"

But who else can win his heart?

The temperature of the palm penetrated through the hair, warming the cheeks, and the ambiguity seemed to be there.

In this life, this question is like gossip, how innocent is my lord?

The memory broke through the gate and soaked all of Shen Lanqing's thoughts. With his head lowered and his phoenix eyes surging, Shen Lanqing slowly helped the emperor remove the dragon boots, with a faint smile on his lips, "Return to Your Majesty, no one can be a courtier!" heart of."

"Do you have a heart?"

"Naturally." But it was already dead.

Shen Lanqing got up, her eyes were clear, she raised her hand, supported the monarch's hand, and helped Yue Yu into the bathtub: "The heart of loyalty to the emperor, the heart of filial piety, I will always remember it, and I will never forget it for a moment."

Warm water poured down from the top of the head, and the hands that had been impulsively held all night just now moved down from the top of the head, pressing and rubbing along the hair, not gentle, but comfortable and tight.

Yue Yu closed his eyes and leaned against the edge of the barrel: "It's really ruthless."

Time seems to be out of order.

In the previous life, in front of the imperial seat in the main hall of the Yuanqing Palace, he once accused him with resentment: "Your Majesty, you are really ruthless."

Yue Yu sat upright on the throne, clenched his fists in his black wide sleeves, but his expression remained unchanged, and he asked coldly, "Son and daughter love each other, what do I want it for?"

The movements of her hands were not chaotic at all, Shen Lanqing lowered her eyes, covered her past life clouds, looked at the monarch's increasingly mature face, and said in a calm and unhurried manner: "Son and daughter love each other, what do you want it for?"

The clear and bright voice slipped into my ears, and I felt a little stuffy for no reason, and lost the interest in speaking in an instant.

Ever since the dream of red plums turning into rain of blood, everything has become a little inexplicable.

Some emotions clearly shouldn't belong to him, yet they feel so logical when they appear.

When I wrote to Uncle Yi, I mentioned it by the way, and the unreliable Uncle Wang gave him six words - Debts in previous life, repayment in this life.

debt?

To whom?Could it be that he owes Shen Lanqing?

Yue Yu sneered in his heart, it was all nonsense, he just thought that Uncle Yi Wang was bored, so he unscrupulously teased him along the way.

At the beginning, Xuanzong was obsessed with metaphysics, not to mention hurting the princes, and almost losing the Yue family.

Yue Hao took this as a warning and regarded gods and Buddhas as nothing. He once said: "In the final analysis, gods and Buddhas are nothing but deified people."

Inspired by his father's words and deeds, Yue Yu only used the Buddhist sect of God as a means, and never believed in it.

As for Lao Shizi's emotions, Yue Yu thought it was because he was too concerned about the situation in the south.

Yue Yu is two years older than Shen Lanqing.

The 17-year-old Yue Yu, who has practiced martial arts since childhood, is close to adult stature, so he is naturally taller and stronger than Shen Lanqing, who is transforming from a teenager into a young man.

At the end of winter and the beginning of spring, Shen Lanqing hadn't returned to Beijing when the new clothes were made in the mansion, so Shen Yue ordered the tailor to make two sets with one inch and two sets with two inches for Shen Lanqing to wear when he returned to Beijing.

With one inch released, Shen Lanqing's clothes were a little loose, hanging loosely on her body, and she felt comfortable at home.

When the two inches were released, Yue Yu felt that his clothes were too tight, so he simply took off his underwear, and got on Shen Lanqing's bed wearing only obscene trousers.

Certain impulses have long been engraved into the soul, and they are also physiological instincts. Shen Lanqing does not consider himself a sage.

The person who had been close to him several times in the previous life had a silk quilt around his waist, his black hair was loose, and he was leaning half naked on his bed... Shen Lanqing lowered her eyes, it's okay to be awake, in case the king is despised in sleep...

This emperor is not my lord from the previous life, so I must not be blasphemed. - This article was first published in Jinjiang Literature City

"The minister is keeping watch outside for His Majesty." Shen Lanqing helped the monarch put down half of the curtain, stood on the head of the bed with his eyes on his nose, his nose on his heart, and stated calmly.

Silent resistance is unsettling.

Yue Yu squinted his eyes and looked Shen Lanqing from head to toe. I have shown favor many times, but I still want to avoid me so much?

"I remember I said..."

Shen Lanqing raised her eyes, only to see that man raised one corner of his lips and stated slowly: "I want to sleep with Shen Qing."

"..." Shen Lanqing looked at the monarch silently.

"Shen Qing wants to resist the order again?"

"I dare not." Shen Lanqing lowered her eyes, lifted the quilt, sat on the bed, and lowered the other half of the curtain.

For the sons of the family, etiquette is engraved in the bones, and the monarch and his subjects sleep together for the night, always maintaining the regular sleeping position that the well water does not violate the river water.

At Yin time, the five watch drum passed.

Shen Lanqing took a long breath, not knowing whether she was sleeping or waking up.

Yue Yu turned sideways, stood up, and measured carefully. Shen Qing's brows and eyes were stretched, and the corners of his lips were slightly raised.

This pair of smiling lips was so deceptive that the fingertips couldn't help but touched the corners of the lips and licked them down, causing Shen Lanqing to frowned slightly, turning over quietly and leaving her back to the boring monarch.

There was a sound from outside——

"Brother Yi." Xueying's voice had no tone, as rigid as a dummy.

"Hmm." Shen Yi hummed lightly, unable to detect any emotion.

"The master hasn't got up yet."

"know."

"..."

There was a lot of noise outside, and it sounded like someone was sitting down.

Shen Yi... - This article is first published in Jinjiang Literature City

Yue Yu slowly raised the corners of his mouth, stretched his arms around his waist, and pulled Shen Lanqing into his arms. His chest was pressed tightly against Shen Lanqing's back, and his lips were pressed against Shen Lanqing's ear: "Shen Qing, do you think pretending to sleep is deceiving the king?" ?”

"..." The steady and powerful heartbeat was like a war drum, and the horn sounded, and the ambiguous stride crossed the boundary, and the desire quietly raised its head.

Shen Lan opened her eyes quietly, rubbed her hips forward, moved away from the thing that was slowly raising her head, and asked calmly: "Your Majesty, there are countless kings in the history books, how many kings do you think sleep with their ministers like this?" ?”

"How about the past, what are you doing?" Yue Yu slid his hands down, rubbed his soft waist, and sighed, "Shen Qing, I seem to understand my father a little bit."

"..." Understanding or not has nothing to do with the minister, right?Shen Lanqing put his hand on the back of Yue Yu's hand to stop him from continuing to slide, "Your Majesty, I should get up."

"Yeah." Yue Yu raised his leg and hooked the escaped person back into his arms, inadvertently brushing away the half-raised desire, raised his brows, "I'm a good person to the end, help Shen Qing..."

The body in his arms froze suddenly, and then softened immediately, but it revealed the momentary confusion of the person in his arms. Yue Yu was in a good mood, tightened his arms, and greeted with a light smile, "Xueying, Shen Yi, wait for your master to change clothes." .”

Shen Yi frowned slightly, got up and followed Xueying into the room.

The curtain was drawn up, and the people on the bed who were ambiguously embracing each other confirmed the previous speculation.

The silk quilt was slightly messed up, and the hand that slipped into the underwear hurt the eyes, Shen Yi silently clenched his palms, and looked straight at Shen Lanqing with a dull and sad expression.

Shen Lanqing lowered her eyes, avoiding Shen Yi's gaze, suppressed her dissatisfaction with the monarch, and stood up calmly. Under Yue Yu's gaze, she put on her clothes and hair, and then waited for the monarch to put on her boots, wash her mouth and clean her face.

His gaze moved from the tender green leaves of the osmanthus tree in the courtyard to the bronze mirror in front of him. From the mirror, Yue Yu looked at the fuzzy face behind him, who had tied his hair and tied the crown: "Master Shen Qing."

"Your Majesty praises me, I have no intention of being a servant in the palace."

"Hey! If you are such a stupid person, if you want to be a servant, I don't want to..." Yue Yu disliked it for a while, and got up, "Don't think about anything, be my bodyguard with peace of mind, and follow me into the palace. towards."

"..." No matter how stupid I am, I don't need someone to lead me home.

Slandering calmly, Shen Lanqing took a step back and kept a little distance from the monarch without any trace: "Your Majesty, I don't need to be on duty today."

"Yeah." Yue Yu didn't take it seriously, and asked leisurely, "Could it be that Shen Qing wants to feign death and escape from the world, hiding her name and enjoying herself?"

"..." The minister thought, do you agree?

"I don't allow it."

"..."

In the fifth year of Ding'an, on the second day of May, at the Great Court Meeting, Shen Lanqing, the grandson of the Duke of Wei's Mansion who had been paid homage by the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty, appeared in the court hall behind the Holy Majesty.

In the court hall, Shen Lanqing knelt in front of the emperor, put his hands above his head, and presented two secret letters, saying convincingly: "Your Majesty, the king of Yun Yuetuo has clearly betrayed him, and the evidence is conclusive."

As soon as this remark came out, the civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty were awe-inspiring, and there was no sound in the hall.

No matter how hard it is for the Shen family and Shen Lanqing to catch a sore foot, no one dares to participate in Shen Lanqing's deceitful death and deception of the emperor at this time.

Yue Yu sat high on the throne, took in all the reactions of the ministers, buckled down the armrest playfully, and said calmly: "Show it up."

He had read the letter a long time ago, and the secret letter Zheng Chen wrote to King Yun was still lying in his arms.

Even this envelope was made old by Shen Lanqing after it was written under his nose.

Yue Yu slowly opened the letter, brows slowly frowned: "Xuan'an Wang Yuexuan, Rui Wang Yuexin entered the court to discuss matters." Words spread, and the king's order came out of the palace.

Yue Yu handed the letter to the servant, and circulated it to the six ministers of the three major scholars: "Shen Lanqing has contributed a lot to this trip, and I should be rewarded."

Your Majesty has made it clear that he will not be held accountable for deceiving the emperor, but will be rewarded.

Those who can make it to the top of the shift are all human sperm. If you want to reward the things of the emperor's house, let him reward them. Naturally, no one raises any objections.

How would you know that Shen Lanqing is so honored...

"Shen Qing, is there anything I would like me to reward you for?"

"It is the duty of a minister to be loyal to His Majesty, and I dare not claim credit for it."

"I say that you have meritorious deeds, so just say whatever you like." Yue Yu was in a good mood, so he put on the gesture of letting you choose the reward, and wanted to take the opportunity to reward the paperweight that Shen Lanqing had coveted for a long time. - This article was first published in Jinjiang Literature City

How do you know that Shen Lanqing is a stranger.

"Your Majesty's grace is deeply felt by me." Shen Lanqing knelt in front of the hall and kowtowed in front of the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty: "Your Majesty dares to condescend to officiate the marriage for you and Miss Geng's family when I get married."