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On the branches of the moon, only the sound of burning candles can be heard in the house.

Chen Jingyu didn't dare to look into Li Zhiyuan's eyes again, fearing that if he looked at him one more time, he would shed tears.

Unexpectedly, Li Zhiyuan seemed to be irritated by his evasive action, and he took him off the ground, and pressed his back against the edge of the carved bed. Panicked, he fixed his eyes on Li Zhiyuan's face again.

Li Zhiyuan's face was hidden in the light and shadow, his eyes were unfathomable, "I went to see my third brother today."

Chen Jingyu's heart skipped a beat. He was locked up in the Mingxuan Palace. Apart from eavesdropping on the palace people's chats, he couldn't get any news, and he didn't know whether Li Zhiying was dead or alive. Hearing Li Zhiyuan's words now, his nose was sour, and he didn't know. It is joy or sorrow.

"Third Highness, he..." It took Chen Jingyu a long time to follow Li Zhiyuan's words, but he only said these four words, and he didn't know what to ask.

Li Zhiyuan's ability to save Li Zhiying's life is already a great example of Long Enhao. Since ancient times, the existence of rebels has not been tolerated in the eyes of emperors, Li Zhiyuan is still soft-hearted after all.

Li Zhiyuan looked at Chen Jingyu's face, and saw some sadness from his expression, as if a fire was burning in his heart, his hands holding Chen Jingyu's clothes became tighter and tighter, "I won't let you meet each other."

Chen Jingyu blinked away the bitterness in his eyes, summoned up his courage to look at Li Zhiyuan, "I know." Suddenly he said, "Your Majesty, you have lost a lot of weight."

Li Zhiyuan's face tensed, Chen Jingyu's tone was too sincere, he could hardly tell whether the concern was real or not, but the person in front of him had no credibility at all with him, so he could only use these words as a tactic to curry favor with him , just like before, Chen Jingyu's smile made him fascinated.

He will no longer be so stupid as to treat the enemy's chess pieces as treasures.

The slender fingertips went all the way up from the throat, and pressed Chen Jingyu's lower lip with a little force. Li Zhiyuan said contemptuously, "Sweet words are useless to me."

Rubbing his lips with slightly cool fingertips, Chen Jingyu turned his head slightly in embarrassment.

The hand went down again, resting on his flat abdomen, Chen Jingyu seemed to have been injured by a branding iron, and his body trembled violently.

Seeing his painful expression, Li Zhiyuan gently rubbed the soft flesh on his abdomen with his big palm, as if absent-minded, "There used to be our flesh and blood here."

Chen Jingyu was short of breath. These days, he controlled himself not to think about the lost child, and the palace servants never mentioned it in front of him, but he didn't expect that it was Li Zhiyuan who tore open his wound. He trembled all over, bit his lip and refused to Open your mouth.

Li Zhiyuan's eyes fell on his belly, blinked and blinked, and finally regained his senses. He grabbed Chen Jingyu's jaw and saw Chen Jingyu's red eyes unexpectedly, as if as long as he said one more word, he would come from Tears welled up in his eyes, and his heart seemed to be hit hard.

But Li Zhiyuan thought of all the past, and immediately became ruthless, and used words to stab Chen Jingyu with a sharp sword, "You want to keep this child, it's just another way to contain me, why bother to pretend."

Chen Jingyu, who didn't say a word, was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. He suddenly raised his hand and pushed Li Zhiyuan away. Li Zhiyuan was unprepared, and he actually pushed him a few steps away.

Just as he was about to get angry, Chen Jingyu had already opened his mouth, wanted to cry but didn't cry, just looked at Li Zhiyuan with a pair of extremely red eyes, said he was looking, rather than accusing him, as if he was questioning why Li Zhiyuan misinterpreted him like this.

"Did I say it wrong?" Li Zhiyuan felt it was ridiculous, "You married me for Li Zhiying that day, this child was not in your plan, killing him is not what you want, I just helped you."

Chen Jingyu's blood flowed backwards, and his eyes were dizzy. He thought that Li Zhiyuan just hated him, but he didn't expect to hate him so much that even innocent flesh and blood were used as tools. He was extremely desperate and disheartened, and Chen Jingyu also lost the strength to argue. He shook his head weakly and said, "I dare not disobey His Majesty's words."

These words simply confirmed Li Zhiyuan's conjecture, if he had a sword in his hand right now, it would definitely stab Chen Jingyu in the heart, and let him feel the pain in his heart.

Li Zhiyuan stepped forward and grabbed Chen Jingyu's wrist, only to realize this time that his hand was so slender that it would break if he grasped it, "Did you dare to disobey, or was it right?"

Chen Jingyu turned his head away from him.

Li Zhiyuan was furious, and in his rage he pushed Chen Jingyu onto the bed. Although there were three layers of mattresses, Chen Jingyu's back still hurt from the shock.

Before he could see Li Zhiyuan's expression clearly, his lips were forcibly pried open, and Li Zhiyuan entered forcefully, as if he wanted to convey his anger through this kiss.

Chen Jingyu had never been treated so roughly before, and he struggled subconsciously. Li Zhiyuan nailed him to the bed, making him unable to move no matter how he moved.

The smell of blood gradually spread from his lips and tongue, and Chen Jingyu couldn't help letting his temples wet with tears anymore. He knew in his heart that Li Zhiyuan would no longer be able to take care of him like before, but facing Li Zhiyuan's indifference, he still felt aggrieved and sad.

Maybe it was his tears that made Li Zhiyuan regain his sanity. Li Zhiyuan was finally willing to end this predatory kiss, and then looked at Chen Jingyu in disbelief.

He was just kissing, and Chen Jingyu acted like he had been wronged by the world. After his identity was exposed, did he even bother to pretend?

Li Zhiyuan reached out to wipe the tears from the corners of Chen Jingyu's eyes, and said without any emotion in his tone, "Why are you crying? You don't know me well, but I know every detail of your body. Chen Jingyu, do you think you can make me feel sad?" , in fact..."

Chen Jingyu opened his eyes covered by the water vapor, looking at the hazy Li Zhiyuan.

Li Zhiyuan paused, and finished speaking, "Actually, in my opinion, I just recruited a free prostitute who came to my door. In the past two years, I will not suffer."

Chen Jingyu felt torn apart and reassembled, and there was no pain anywhere in his body.

He struggled to see Li Zhiyuan's expression clearly when he said this, but the more he opened his eyes, the more tears rolled out of his eyes until the mattress under his eyes was wet.

"Li Zhiyuan..." Chen Jingyu called the emperor's name rebelliously, every word trembling like autumn leaves, "You really think so?"

Li Zhiyuan wanted to cover Chen Jingyu's eyes, but in the end he just turned his eyes slightly to avoid it, and said bluntly, "There are many smarter men and women than you in this world, and it's not because of you."

Chen Jingyu couldn't even cry, yes, Li Zhiyuan is the emperor now, what kind of person does he want, why should he be obsessed with someone who betrayed him?

It was Chen Jingyu's wishful thinking.

Li Zhiyuan couldn't wait for Chen Jingyu's answer, so he got up in twos and twos, looked down at the person lying on the mattress, closed his eyes, and said, "The emperor's name is taboo, you can call it directly, I think it's your first offense, don't worry about it, next time If you make a wrong call again, you will be rewarded with twenty slaps."

Chen Jingyu slowly got up from the bed and saluted Li Zhiyuan, knocking his forehead heavily, showing extreme humility.

Li Zhiyuan stared at him silently for a long while, then walked away.

It was only when they reached the door that they heard uncontrollable sobbing in the room.

The palace man stood outside the door, seeing Li Zhiyuan's hostile expression, he did not dare to vent his anger, for fear of being used for surgery.

Li Zhiyuan glanced at the palace people, and finally settled on the face of the new little palace lady, "What's your name?"

The little maid shrank her shoulders and trembled with fear, "Slave, slave Xiaoyu."

Li Zhiyuan lowered his voice, "How's Mr. Chen's appetite these days?"

"I don't eat much."

"He has a light diet and avoids meat and fish."

Xiaoyu was stunned for a while before realizing Li Zhiyuan's words, and nodded again and again, "Your servant has written it down."

Li Zhiyuan thought of the tulle that Chen Jingyu was wearing just now, and wanted to ask the palace people to add more clothes to Chen Jingyu, but he realized that he was unconsciously caring for Chen Jingyu, so angry and annoyed, he changed the topic, "Remember what? Tomorrow, let the small kitchen cook beef and sheep for him, fly in the sky, run on the ground and swim in the water, let him eat whatever is meaty."

Xiaoyu would misunderstand the holy will, and was about to kneel down in fright, but Li Zhiyuan had already stepped up. She looked at the new emperor's back, and wanted to remind him that the palace lantern had not been taken away, but thought of the new emperor's moodiness, because of the star on his neck Head, still quietly closed his mouth.

She could clearly hear the concern in His Majesty's tone just now, and she changed as soon as she said it, tsk tsk, the emperor's mind is really not something that little people like them can guess.

It's just pitiful for Mr. Chen, who was already skinny as a piece of paper, and now he's going to eat meat, so let people live?

The author says:

Li Zhiyuan: My wife loses weight, I feel so bad, but I am the iron-blooded emperor, I can't show it (squeeze my fist!)

[Changed the introduction, be more straightforward]