Tyrant's Secret

When Zhan Yan first heard the news, he asked curiously, "Where does Your Majesty want to go?"

"You help me up first." Ling Jue raised his hand slightly.

"Yes!" Zhan Yanchu cupped his hands and made a bow, and stepped forward to support Ling Jue.

Ling Jue picked up the candlestick on the table, and then limped forward with Zhan Yanchu's support.

Zhan Yanchu supported Ling Jue steadily, because Ling Jue was injured, Zhan Yanchu was afraid that he would fall, so he kept staring at Ling Jue's feet.After walking for a while, Zhan Yanchu stopped with Ling Jue, raised his head and realized that he was at Ling Jue's bedside.

He couldn't help being startled, secretly thinking that Ling Jue wants him to sleep with him again?

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty is still injured, minister..." Zhan Yanchu blushed.

Ling Jue heard that Zhan Yanchu's tone was a bit weird, and after taking a look at Zhan Yanchu, he realized that Zhan Yanchu had thought of that kind of thing, couldn't help but blush, and reprimanded angrily: "Where did you think? "

But it's no wonder that Zhan Yanchu, although Ling Jue and Zhan Yanchu have seen each other many times in the past, they have only been alone a few times, and they have done that kind of thing three times.Thinking of this, Ling Jue took a deep breath, handed the candlestick to Zhan Yanchu, and ordered softly, "Take it!"

Zhan Yanchu was afraid that his misunderstanding would make Ling Jue unhappy, but seeing that he didn't seem to mind much, he felt relieved, said "yes" and smiled coyly, supported Ling Jue with one hand, and took the candlestick with the other.

Ling Jue's foot hurt badly, so he could only lean forward with some difficulty, stretched out his hand and groped slowly with his slender fingers, and then twisted forcefully at an unknown place on the side of the bed board, only to hear a sound of machine lock, the bed board unexpectedly Turn it up slowly, revealing a dark and gloomy hole.

Zhan Yanchu stood there in amazement, who would have thought that this seemingly ordinary bed actually hides a mystery?

"Your Majesty, is this place?" Zhan Yanchu couldn't help asking.

Ling Jue straightened up, took back the candlestick in Zhan Yanchu's hand, and said solemnly: "This is the place, I must check it out myself."

"Your Majesty, let me carry you down!" Zhan Yan first saw that Ling Jue's foot was injured, he couldn't bear him to move around more, and pretended to squat down.

Ling Jue stopped him and said, "No need, it will be inconvenient, just support me."

"Yes." Zhan Yanchu had no choice but to straighten up, and helped Ling Jue down the steps, Ling Jue twisted the mechanism on the wall again, and the bed closed again.

Ling Jue lit the candlesticks on the wall, and at the beginning of the banquet, he discovered that there was a very spacious secret room under the bed. There were many passages in all directions of the secret room, with different widths and narrow, winding and intricate.If Ling Jue hadn't already kept the topography of the secret path in mind, he would have been trapped here.

"Your Majesty suspects that the Xiyou people sneaked into the hunting ground from here?" Zhan Yanchu looked at those passages and couldn't help asking.

"The ministers' investigations have been fruitless, and this is the only possibility." Ling Jue frowned and said: "But, this is a passage that only the Tianjin royal family knows."

Zhan Yan was startled at the beginning, stopped quickly, and said: "Your Majesty, I am terrified."

Ling Jue gave him a sideways look, snorted coldly, and said, "Do you still know too many secrets? Help me over there, and I won't let you die."

When Zhan Yan first heard the words, his eyes moved slightly, and then he supported Ling Jue and walked over.

Zhan Yanchu supported Ling Jue to walk in a relatively narrow passage, Ling Jue held up the candlestick, illuminated the wall, and carefully looked at the murals on the wall.

Zhan Yanchu suddenly said hesitantly from the side: "Your Majesty, actually... I have always wanted to ask Your Majesty a question."

Ling Jue didn't stop to investigate, but said coldly: "Say."

"That day, why didn't His Majesty directly kill the minister?" Zhan Yanchu asked.

Hearing this, Ling Jue paused, and sneered almost self-deprecatingly: "Although I am a tyrant who kills people without batting an eyelid, I'm not to the point of repaying favors."

When Zhanyan saw Ling Jue say this for the first time, he said anxiously: "Your Majesty... I just feel that whenever a king is discovered by someone, he will feel pity for a while, and then he will kill people to silence him just in case. Let's do it!"

Only then did Ling Jue put away his sneer, and said quite seriously: "Actually, I know you won't reveal the secret."

Zhan Yan couldn't help being a little surprised when he first heard the words. He had just entered the battlefield at that time, so how could Ling Jue know him?

Ling Jue felt Zhan Yanchu's doubts, lowered his eyes, and explained: "Although you were new to the battlefield at that time, you had already shown your talents, so I naturally paid attention to you. You obey the rules, know the current affairs, and the most important thing is , you are a rare good general. It would be a pity if I killed you out of unnecessary suspicion."

When Zhan Yan first heard the words, he was a little overjoyed, and secretly admired Ling Jue a little bit in his heart, secretly thinking that it was rare for him to be able to appreciate his kindness and take care of the overall situation under such circumstances, so he couldn't help laughing: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for not killing me." Grace."

Ling Jue glanced at his gentle and hearty smile, turned her face away, remained expressionless and did not speak.But I secretly said in my heart, in fact, I should be glad that I didn't kill you...

"I haven't found a clue for so long, it seems that there should be no problem in this secret path." Zhan Yan persuaded Jue when he saw nothing unusual for a long time.

Ling Jue acquiesced, his foot was already injured, and he was supported by Zhan Yanchu for a while, but he was already exhausted and stopped.

At the beginning of the exhibition, seeing Ling Jue's expression in pain, he quickly took the candlestick and said to him, "Your Majesty still has injuries on his feet, please sit down and rest for a while!"

Supported by Zhan Yanchu, Ling Jue sat down against the wall, his ankle hurt unbearably, he couldn't help frowning slightly, his forehead was covered with cold sweat.

Zhan Yanchu saw Ling Jue's painful appearance, and felt very uncomfortable. He quickly put the candlestick aside, then knelt on the ground with one knee, and took off Ling Jue's boots.

Ling Jue came back to his senses, seeing Zhan Yanchu undoing his bandage, gasped, and asked in pain, "Zhan Yanchu, what are you... doing?"

Zhan Yanchu slowly tore off his bandage, looked at Ling Jue's swollen wound, and sighed, "Your Majesty, the wound is swollen all around. I will help you apply the medicine, and rub it for you. That would be much better."

At the beginning of Zhan Yan's speech, he took out the medicine bottle and said to himself: "The medicine just came in handy."

Zhan Yanchu applied medicine to Ling Jue, and then gently rubbed his ankle with his hand.

Zhan Yan rubbed very skillfully at the beginning, and his fingers were very gentle. After a while, Ling Jue felt that the wound was relieved a lot, and the pain was not so painful.

"Does Your Majesty feel better?"

"En." Ling Jue responded lightly.At the beginning of the banquet, he felt relieved, his eyebrows slightly raised, and the corners of his mouth curled up in relief.

Ling Jue looked at Zhan Yanchu, who was kneeling in front of him, his clean smiling face half-lit by the warm yellow candlelight, looking gentle and peaceful.He suddenly felt very relieved, and even inexplicably gave birth to a sense of happiness.

"At the beginning of the exhibition, who did you learn this from?" Ling Jue asked, there was a bit of chatter in the words.

Zhan Yanchu lowered his head and focused on rubbing his feet. Hearing this, he smiled coyly: "No one. I learned it from reading medical books by myself. Since my father had a serious illness, he often felt unwell. I went to Study for a while, in order to relieve some pain for my father."

Ling Jue's eyes moved slightly, Zhan Yanchu turned out to be a rare filial son, no wonder he was so considerate in taking care of others.

Ling Jue looked at the bandage on Zhan Yanchu's hand, feeling a little bit sorry.When Zhan Yanchu rubbed his feet for him, put on his boots, and was about to stand up, Ling Jue suddenly said to him, "Extend your hand here."

Zhan Yan was a little surprised at the beginning, but he still said "yes" and knelt down again, obediently stretching out his hand.

Ling Jue took his hand, looked at it, and narrowed his eyes.

In fact, this hand is not too good-looking in detail, the fingers are not as round and delicate as Ling Jue's, and they are slightly thicker than Ling Jue's, but they look very strong.Xu Shicai had been rubbing his ankles just now. His palms were very hot, and his bronze skin was reflected in a dense color. The rough calluses that were born from practicing swords all the year round felt inexplicably ambiguous in the dim yellow candlelight. .

Ling Jue suddenly remembered the feeling of this calloused, scorching hand touching his body, and felt a little strange in his heart.He settled down, stretched out his hand, and pulled off the bandage for Zhan Yanchu.

"Your Majesty?" Zhan Yan first saw that Ling Jue seemed to be about to help him apply medicine, he couldn't help being a little panicked, and he pinched his fingers.

"Don't move!" Ling Jue was a little embarrassed, straightened his fingers forcefully, and said coldly: "Isn't this medicine has the effect of removing blood stasis and relieving pain?"

Ling Jue sprinkled the medicine powder on Zhan Yanchu's wound, and rubbed it evenly with his fingers, although it was brutal, the force was very light.

Zhan Yanchu had been rubbing Ling Jue's feet all the time, and the palms of his hands were still tingling, but Ling Jue's slightly cool fingers gently brushed his wound, which made him feel much better.

Zhan Yanchu breathed a sigh of relief, seeing Ling Jue's white fingers gently rubbing his wound, his mood became complicated again, and finally he couldn't help asking: "Your Majesty...why do you treat me so well?"

Ling Jue didn't expect Zhan Yanchu to ask such a question, so he froze and lowered his eyes uncomfortably.

"You still have to help me through this secret path, I don't want to make any mistakes." Ling Jue explained coldly, and was about to withdraw his hand.

Zhan Yanchu suddenly grabbed his hand and asked in a muffled voice, "Is that all?"

Zhan Yanchu's grip was very tight, surprisingly strong, completely ignoring the wound on his palm, Ling Jue looked up at Zhan Yanchu in surprise, and happened to meet Zhan Yanchu's eyes.

Zhan Yanchu looked at Ling Jue, those dark eyes were reflected by the candlelight with a nice orange color, they looked no longer so cold, and the slightly parted lips had an alluring luster under the candlelight, Zhanyan Chu deeply Staring at him, slowly approaching.

At the beginning of the exhibition, the dark brown eyes were illuminated by the candlelight into a beautiful amber color, faintly reflecting Ling Jue's figure.Ling Jue was momentarily distracted by those eyes staring at him, but when Zhan Yanchu came up to him, he had no intention of resisting at all.

It wasn't until the lips were only a thin line away from Ling Jue that he realized that he turned his face slightly away to avoid it.Feeling uneasy for a moment, what was Zhan Yanchu doing? Just like that, did he want to take the initiative to kiss him?

"Your Majesty really doesn't like it? I...you're taking the liberty." Zhan Yanchu smiled wryly, straightened his upper body, and slowly let go of his hand.

Ling Jue's heart suddenly felt awkward, and he unconsciously closed his fingers, and when Zhan Yanchu was about to retract his hand, he grabbed Zhan Yanchu's fingertips: "Zhan Yanchu..."

Zhan Yan looked at Ling Jue for the first time, and saw that he lowered his head slightly, his handsome and delicate face was hidden in the dark, no expression could be seen.

"Although I have never explained the reason to you, you should know the relationship between me and you." Ling Jue took a deep breath, as if he had made up his mind, lowered his eyes, looked away and said, "If you want to Yes, I will not stop you."

Zhan Yan first heard the words, smiled wryly, and then slowly stretched out his hand.

Ling Jue lowered his hands and closed his eyes obediently. His delicate collarbone heaved slightly due to tension and unsteady breathing, and the neat front of his clothes could be pulled apart with just a slight pull of Zhan Yanchu, revealing the alluring snow-white body.

Ling Jue tensed his body, for a long while, he just felt a slight heat on his cheeks, trembling and opened his eyes, it was Zhan Yanchu who lightly placed his hand on his cheeks.

Zhan Yanchu gently caressed his face, smiled and murmured: "Your Majesty, don't be so nice to me. I will..." Zhan Yanchu's smile had a bit of sadness and helplessness, and he didn't continue after all. , but withdrew his hand and stood up.

"Your Majesty, it's getting late, it's time to go back." Zhan Yanchu changed into that nonchalant look again.

what will happenLooking at Zhan Yanchu's back, Ling Jue was a little confused, and after a while he said, "En."

"The injury on your majesty's foot has swollen and you can no longer walk, let me carry you on your back!" Zhan Yanchu persuaded.

Ling Jue paused, and did not refuse him again.

Zhan Yanchu squatted down and carried Ling Jue on his back.

They walked in the dark passage like this, and no one spoke again.

Zhan Yanchu's back was broad and warm, and there was a sense of stability lying on his back.Ling Jue was carried by Zhan Yanchu, watching the warm light from the candlestick in his hand shrouded him and Zhan Yanchu together, and the endless darkness in the secret passage was dispelled.

Ling Jue suddenly thought to himself, how could he not be kind to this person?

Once, his life was as hopeless as the endless darkness in this secret path, but since the Zhanyan first appeared, there seemed to be light in his life suddenly.

He also changed from a numb and indifferent "walking dead" to a person with flesh and blood and emotions.

The first time she shed tears, the first time she was annoyed, the first time she smiled, and even... the first time she was shy, causing Jue's eyes to move slightly, and he involuntarily tightened his arms, tightening the first ring of Zhan Yan.

what happened to him?He would be unhappy when he saw Zhan Yanchu being nice to others, he would be worried when he saw Zhan Yanchu getting hurt, even just now, when he saw Zhan Yanchu being disappointed in himself, he would feel a little panicked, what did he come from? Since then, have you started to worry about gains and losses like a woman?

The sound of the flute suddenly sounded at some point, breaking this beautiful comfort, and startled both Jue and Zhan Yanchu.

"Be careful, Your Majesty, there are Xiyou people in this secret passage!" Zhan Yanchu stopped, frowning anxiously.

Ling Jue looked around, it was dark, he couldn't see anything, and said coldly: "Who is it, get out!"

"Hahahahahaha..." The sound of the flute stopped abruptly, replaced by a man's laughter.The voice wasn't unpleasant at first, but it sounded like a perverted ghost, shrill and hoarse, echoing in the empty and dark secret passage, making one's hair stand on end.

The man laughed for a long time before he stopped, and said word by word: "My good brother, don't you even know your emperor brother?"

Ling Jue's whole body froze, and her back felt chilly.

Zhan Yanchu was stunned in place.Could that person be Ling Jue's elder brother, the old crown prince Ling Jiu, but didn't the outside world always say that he was brutally killed by Ling Jue as early as the year Ling Jue succeeded to the throne?He, how could he be alive.

At the beginning of Zhan Yan felt that Ling Jue was a little nervous, instinctively held Ling Jue's hand tightly with his back, and shouted sharply: "The old prince is long gone, who is pretending to be a ghost here, playing tricks, if you have the ability, come out and see!"

There was no sound.

Zhan Yanchu followed the voice with Ling Jue on his back, but he couldn't find anyone after all, so he couldn't help but gritted his teeth and cursed: "Damn it!"

"Don't look for it, go back." Ling Jue said suddenly, his voice was extremely dull.

"Your Majesty..." At the beginning of the exhibition, there was still some unwillingness to give up.

Ling Jue sneered, "You already know who it is, why bother to look for it? Besides, even if you find it, you are no match for him right now."

Zhan Yanchu persuaded: "Maybe, maybe it's just Xi You who is playing tricks, Your Majesty don't have to worry."

"No." Ling Jue closed his eyes: "I can hear his voice..."

He will never forget that nightmarish voice.

At the beginning of Zhanyan, Ling Jue recited the secret way, and when Zhanyan first saw Ling Jue's face was pale, and his eyes were a little dazed, he couldn't help being very worried.

After being silent for a while, Ling Jue said: "For the time being, don't say anything about the matter in the secret way."

Zhan Yanchu hurriedly said: "Of course this minister knows, Your Majesty can rest assured." Zhan Yanchu looked at Ling Jue, trying to find something to comfort him, but he didn't know what to say: "Your Majesty, you..."

"I'm fine." Ling Jue was very disturbed, interrupted him, and said to him: "Go down, I want to be alone."

"Yes!" Zhan Yanchu had no choice but to bow his hands, and said worriedly: "Your Majesty... rest well."

In the empty account room, Ling Jue sat paralyzed on the bed, clenched his fists, Ling Jiu didn't die, he really didn't die!What he should have been alert to was that he underestimated the enemy too much!

Memories from years ago swirl in my mind.

"Let me go...I can promise you anything! Let me go!" Standing on the edge of the cliff, Ling Jiu begged him.His hair was messy, his body was covered in blood, and he looked very embarrassed. Who would have thought that His Royal Highness, the crown prince who was so magnificent and respected by thousands of people back then, would be reduced to what he is today!

Ling Jue pointed his sword straight at Ling Jiu's throat, with endless hatred in his eyes, and his tone was cold: "I only want you to die!"

"Could it be, can it be that after all these years...you have no affection for me at all?" Ling Jiu looked at Ling Jue and asked unwillingly.

"Love...heh, hehe..." Ling Jue sneered a few times, then suddenly growled: "What about you! My brother! Why did you ever have any affection for your biological brother?"

"No, it's not...it's not like that..." Ling Jiu roared with wide-eyed eyes, like a dying person struggling desperately.

"Only hate!" Ling Jue raised his voice and stopped him, with red eyes, he smiled cruelly and arrogantly: "Ling Jiu, for so many years, I only have hatred for you! Endless hatred! It's hatred for you, Supporting me to bear the humiliation and bear the burden, to survive! I dream of such a day, to see you die in front of my own eyes!" Ling Jue deepened the sword a little more excitedly, and Ling Jiu's fair neck oozes blood.

Ling Jiu seemed to have received the heaviest blow, his complexion was pale, he staggered, and finally despaired, he laughed loudly, his chest hurt sharply, he covered his chest, coughing blood from the corner of his mouth: "So, so That's it..."

"Ling Jue, do you think you have succeeded?" Ling Jiu paused every word in a hoarse voice, he took a step back, slowly opened his arms with his back to the cliff, and said with a bloody smile, "I won't let you get what you want." !"

Standing on the edge of the cliff, Ling Jue watched Ling Jiu fall on his back with his own eyes. When Ling Jiu fell off the cliff, his eyes were still staring at him, and the corner of his mouth smiled sadly and fiercely.

Jiang was under the cliff, and Ling Jiu's body had not been found, and it was impossible to find it under such circumstances.He felt uneasy at the time, but Pu Huaiyan comforted him that Ling Jiu would surely die if he fell off the cliff. After so many years, he finally let go of his vigilance, but he did not expect that Ling Jiu survived and even went to Xi You.

Six years later, he is back.

Ling Jue was restless, and only after drinking a bowl of hypnotic decoction did he rarely fall asleep.

The sound of heavy whipping and the boy's suppressed humming echoed throughout the entire East Palace.

The young man gritted his teeth and knelt on the ground, his straight back trembling uncontrollably because of the pain. Every time he was whipped, a hole would be cut in his thin shirt, and the blood would soon ooze out and stain the snow-white shirt Mottled scarlet.

Ling Jiu didn't walk up to the boy until he was relieved, and picked his chin with a whip.

The young man's black hair was a little disheveled, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, and his dark pupils were a little empty, as if he was about to lose consciousness after being beaten.But even so, he is still beautiful.

"Good brother, are you awake?" Ling Jiu asked softly, with the same gentle smile on his face when he faced his father and ministers.

"It's the marriage that the father refers to..."

"Peng——" Ling Jiu kicked Ling Jue hard, knocking Ling Jue to the ground, that kick was so ruthless that Ling Jue was immediately curled up, convulsed all over, and coughed up blood from the corner of his mouth.

"How dare you lie to me. Ling Jue, you are so courageous. You dared to ask your father to marry you while this hall was going to war. Don't forget, if it weren't for this hall, your father wouldn't even look at you." One look!"

"A Tianjin man should marry at this age..."

"shut up!"

The whip fell on Ling Jue again like a torrential rain, and Ling Jiu lashed Ling Jue, her eyes turned red and she said with a smile: "Ling Jue, Ling Jue! Do you think you can get rid of this palace just by getting married? You are dreaming! You will never It can only be a plaything of the hall."

Ling Jue curled up on the ground, his face was pale from pain, his body was almost bruised, his hair was scattered in front of his eyes, blocking his sight.forever?He stared blankly at the blurry front, and finally murmured: "My brother... I know my mistake."

Only then did Ling Jiu throw the whip, walked up to him, tugged at his ink-like black hair, and said with a sneer, "Say, you are my plaything."

"I'm...your plaything." Ling Jue's lips were so pale that there was almost no trace of blood, but the corners of his mouth were bleeding, which gave him a more morbid beauty.

"Say it again."

"I'm your plaything."

"Say more."

"I'm your plaything."

"Hahahaha... yes, that's it, keep talking." Ling Jiu pressed Ling Jue to the ground, stared at him obsessively, and put his hand into his lapel.

Ling Jue lay expressionlessly on the ground, letting Ling Jiu rub and twiddle his body, opening and closing his lips numbly: "I'm your plaything, I'm your plaything, I'm your plaything..."

"Good..." Ling Jiu touched his cheek gently, and then leaned up to him in satisfaction, licked the blood at the corner of his mouth, and couldn't help admiring: "Ah! How beautiful!"

He pulled off the clothes on Ling Jue's chest, and greedily licked every wound on Ling Jue.

Ling Jue's eyes were dead silent, without the slightest bit of anger, like a dead body, only when Ling Jiu moved too much, his body trembled instinctively in pain.

It wasn't until Ling Jiu's hand started to reach his lower body that he grabbed Ling Jiu's wrist suddenly: "No! Don't!" That was the secret he tried his best to protect, and it was his last bottom line.

Ling Jiu was a little impatient: "You are already sixteen, why not?"

Ling Jue clenched Ling Jiu's wrist tightly, and said with difficulty: "It was agreed at the beginning, as long as Brother Huang doesn't touch there, I will promise you anything. Brother Huang, do you want to go back on your word?"

"Could it be that this hall has been able to see it all the time, and can't eat it! No, this hall can't wait anymore!" Ling Jiu tore off his clothes, and he was about to use force.

Ling Jue's eyes suddenly became extremely sharp and bloodthirsty: "Then we will die together!"

Seeing the appearance of Ling Jue, who has always been submissive, Ling Jiu stood up in disappointment, and said irritably, "Forget it."

He took off his trousers, sat on a chair, spread his legs apart, and ordered Ling Jue: "Come here, serve the hall with your mouth."

Ling Jue then closed his eyes and replied, "Yes."

Enduring the severe pain all over his body, Ling Jue struggled to get up and knelt between Ling Jiu's legs, and slowly licked his penis with his tongue.

The scene was unspeakably obscene, Ling Jiu knelt on the ground, her white coat with blood stains was torn off, revealing her scarred chest and most of her shoulders.His eyelashes drooped, covering the emotion in his eyes, casting two fan-shaped shadows, like ink butterflies.

"Tsk tsk, it's so beautiful, what a goblin..." Ling Jiu lifted up a lock of Ling Jue's black hair and played with it comfortably, "Licking and talking, please let me play with you."

"Hmm... please, play with me."

"Yes, yes, that's it..." Seeing that icy man turned into this appearance, Ling Jiu could not bear it even more, and ordered excitedly: "Hold it quickly, and move faster."

Only then did Ling Jue hold the huge penis in his mouth, and swallowed it with difficulty.

"Ah, that's great, my good brother, ha... You are even more ecstasy than the best prostitute in the capital!"

"Good brother, be my plaything forever."

"I don't want, don't, don't!"

Ling Jue woke up suddenly, panting heavily.

"His Majesty!"

The call was so urgent that Ling Jue habitually thought it was Pu Gonggong, and stared blankly at the door.

This time it was not Dandelion who broke in, but Zhan Yanchu. It turned out that he was worried and had been keeping people out of the account.

Zhan Yanchu brought someone in, surprised to see Ling Jue who was sitting on the bed with a face full of pain and panic, did Ling Jiu's incident really stimulate him?

He walked over worriedly, and asked softly, "Your Majesty, are you alright?"

Ling Jue was startled again by the voice, instantly became vigilant, his whole body trembling violently.No, he is not a dandelion, he knows nothing, he understands nothing!Those dirty, hopeless, life-like pasts!

"Who let you in!" Ling Jue frantically threw the quilt and pillows at Zhan Yanchu and the guards behind him: "Get out! Get out of here!"

The quilt hit Zhan Yanchu's head, Zhan Yanchu hurriedly caught it, tore it off, and froze in place. Although he didn't know what happened, he also knew that Ling Jue was probably scared.

"Yes, this subordinate should be damned!" The guards hurriedly retreated.

"Chen..." Zhan Yanchu clenched his fists, wanting to say that I'm leaving, but seeing Ling Jue's painful appearance, he paused, and finally walked over hesitantly, put the pillow and quilt back on the bed, and settled them down. Then he stared at Ling Jue who was sitting on the bed.

Ling Jue was wearing thin obscene clothes, his face was pale, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat. He was obviously frightened by the nightmare. Realizing that Zhan Yanchu was staring at him, he frowned fiercely and said stubbornly, "I'll let you go, Didn't you hear?"

Zhan Yanchu bent down and hugged him.

"You! Let me go..." Ling Jue struggled violently after being touched by him.At the beginning of the banquet, he could hardly hug him, so he could only ask heavily: "Will it be better if you let go of His Majesty? Or will you pretend to be nothing and suffer alone?"

Ling Jue closed his eyes in pain, and finally broke away from him: "You don't know anything about how I have anything to do with you!"

"Yes, I don't know anything, and I hate myself for being humble and not qualified to understand His Majesty's affairs, but Your Majesty, I can at least feel your emotions, and I can still give His Majesty some comfort! Isn't it?" Zhan Yan Chu asked in pain.

"Comfort me. Hehe...haha..." Ling Jue sneered a few times, then suddenly looked directly into Zhan Yanchu's eyes, and asked provocatively: "Zhan Yanchu, you also think it was a mistake for me to kill Brother Huang back then, right? !"

Zhanyan was silent at the beginning, he really didn't understand why Ling Jue wanted to kill that talented, gentle and humble eldest prince who won the hearts of the people after he came to the throne.

"He is more capable than me, and he is more in line with the people's will than me. If it weren't for the so-called 'tyrant' like me to get in the way, he would be a 'good emperor' now." Ling Jue sneered: "At the beginning of the banquet, Do you look at me like they do?"

"No!" Zhan Yanchu solemnly said: "That's not the case, Your Majesty! I trust you."

"Believe me?" Ling Jue was a little surprised.

"Yes! Believe in Your Majesty." Zhan Yanchu said seriously: "Although I can't understand what His Majesty has done, I am willing to believe in Your Majesty, that there is nothing wrong with Your Majesty, and that there are reasons for your Majesty's actions."

Ling Jue lowered his eyes, his eyes moved slightly: "Why do you... believe me?"

"When my father defended the old crown prince, His Majesty tried his best to protect him; when his secret was discovered by his ministers, His Majesty did not kill him out of embarrassment; Concerned about the minister... all these things are not enough to prove everything? No matter what others think, what the minister said..." Zhan Yanchu put his hand firmly and gently, and said seriously: "Your Majesty is very good!"

Ling Jue dislikes others touching him casually, but looking at Zhan Yanchu's hand, he feels a little at ease, and he holds it obediently, and his mood gradually stabilizes.

"Does Your Majesty still think that I am the same as those people?" Zhan Yanchu asked cautiously in a low voice.

Hearing this, Ling Jue naturally agreed in his heart, but he couldn't admit it, so he snorted coldly and withdrew his hand: "They're not as presumptuous as you."

Zhan Yanchu smiled helplessly, thinking that he was originally a good general who was obedient and well-behaved, but now the emperor himself said that he was a presumptuous person?Forget it, since he fell in love with the person who shouldn't be tempted, he has said goodbye to the word rules.Seeing that Ling Jue's mood has stabilized for the first time, Zhan Yan pushed him back on the bed, pulled the quilt over him and covered him.

"Zhan Yanchu." Ling Jue looked into Zhan Yanchu's gentle eyes.

Zhan Yan Chuzheng carefully pushed back the hair from his ears, looked at him with a slight smile, and got out of bed: "Your Majesty, sleep peacefully, I will watch over you."

Seeing that he was leaving, Ling Jue felt a little empty in his heart, said "En", and closed his eyes.

In a daze, he felt that a corner of the quilt had been lifted, opened his eyes and took a look, and it was Zhan Yanchu who took off his coat and stood beside the bed.

"You..." Ling Jue's eyes widened.

"The minister wants to guard His Majesty closely, can, is it possible?" Zhan Yanchu asked anxiously.

Ling Jue's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and he felt a sense of inexplicable surprise. He turned his back to the wall, and pretended to be calm: "It's up to you."

"Yes!" Zhan Yanchu got permission, and immediately got into bed happily, and lay down behind Ling Jue.

After another long silence, Zhan Yanchu asked: "Your Majesty, can I hold you to sleep?"

Ling Jue blushed, and said angrily, "Did you ask me just now? Now you remember the way to be a minister?"

Zhan Yanchu looked at Ling Jue's reddened ears, smiled mischievously, and hugged Ling Jue from behind.Ling Jue immediately tensed up again.He had never slept with anyone else, so he wondered if he would suffer from insomnia.

Zhan Yanchu whispered behind his ear: "Your Majesty, there are ministers here, so sleep peacefully."

This voice did not carry the slightest guarded lust, but it was as gentle and sincere as the words when he was clothed for him that night at the beginning of the banquet.

Ling Jue relaxed, finally closed his eyes with peace of mind, and replied softly.

"it is good."

Ling Jue unexpectedly fell asleep peacefully, and woke up very naturally, slowly opening his eyes.

It was still early, and the vision in front of him was still a little dim.

Zhan Yanchu was still holding him, his warm chest pressed against his back.

Ling Jue was at a loss, what happened to him?He actually felt that being hugged by a brat like this gave him a sense of security.

At the beginning of the banquet, what are your abilities and why do you always make me feel at ease.

One of Zhan Yanchu's hands was still on his abdomen, and the warm palm made his lower abdomen feel numb.

By the way, there, will there already be results? !

Thinking of this, Ling Jue clenched his fists, and suddenly became extremely nervous and depressed. He didn't want to get pregnant, really didn't want to get pregnant, he was a man, how could he accept it!But... If it was the beginning of the banquet, at least things weren't that bad.Thinking of this, Ling Jue finally took a deep breath, slowly let go of his fist, and couldn't help but gently put his hand on his hand like Zhan Yanchu did last night, his eyes moved slightly.

"At the beginning of the banquet, fortunately, the person I chose at the beginning is you."

Ling Jue withdrew his hand and closed his eyes for a short rest.

The sky was slightly bright, and the morning light was half-transparent. Zhan Yanchu got up, and he moved lightly, but when he got out of bed to get dressed, he seemed to bump into something, and there was a crackling sound.It was probably because of the stiffness in his arms when he hugged himself all night.

The voice behind him suddenly stopped, Ling Jue knew that Zhan Yanchu was looking to see if he was awakened, so he closed his eyes and remained motionless.

Seeing that Ling Jue didn't seem to wake up, Zhan Yanchu breathed a sigh of relief, tiptoed out, bumped into something when he went out, grinned and walked out.

Ling Jue opened his eyes, frowned slightly, and sighed.

Good or bad, will Tian Jin's future successor be as stupid as him?

Ling Jue didn't get up until he felt that Zhan Yanchu got out of bed and went out for a while.

When sitting in the carriage and rushing back to the palace, Ling Jue was still thinking about Ling Jiu.

Just as he was thinking, he suddenly heard a messy sound coming from outside, and frowned slightly in annoyance.

"Ah! I'm sorry! Master Li! I bumped into your horse!" was Zhan Yanchu's voice.

"It's okay, it's because the subordinate was not careful."

After a while, there was another sound.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Mr. Song." It was still Zhan Yanchu's voice.

"Uh, no, nothing!"

Ling Jue was a little surprised, raised his eyebrows slightly, how could this Zhan Yanchu be so reckless today.

Not long after, Zhan Yanchu bumped into someone again.

"Ah! Uncle Lu! I'm so sorry!"

Lu Bowu has always been outspoken, so he couldn't help but ask him: "Nephew, what's the matter with you? You're absent-minded. This is not like you! Eh? Your face has been so red since we set off in the morning. Could it be that you are sick? Let Uncle tried it, but it didn't burn!"

"Uncle Lu, I, I, I'm fine, don't worry about it." Zhan Yan stuttered at the beginning of his speech.

"How did this happen? Let the imperial physician take a look."

"No, no, it's all right. The younger generation just didn't sleep all night last night, so I'm a little sluggish when marching today."

"Lack of energy... Oh! Come to think of it, it was the night after yesterday that you brought people to watch! Sigh, go back and have a good rest!"

"Uncle Xie for your concern, the younger generation will definitely get it."

"By the way, how is your father's body recently..."

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Ling Jue