I love the harem with my sweet mouth

The sun slanted westward.

Han Qingyang sighed again, and put his hand on his cheek with another hand. The peach blossoms in the yard bloomed, and the dense clusters of pink embellished the breath of spring to its fullest.

"It is said that like a master, there must be a servant. The master hates the slave and sighs all day long. According to the slave, this is all due to your influence. Since you came back from Qinfang Pavilion, how many sighs have you sighed? "

Duozi picked some flower petals to make wine and make sachets. Seeing his master's sad face through the window pane, he couldn't help joking.

Han Qingyang replied wearily.

"Yesterday, His Majesty didn't let me sit in bed, and even Eunuch Wang Shou didn't come... Do you think I fell out of favor?"

Yesterday in Qinfang Pavilion, when Zhou Yanzong's iron-like hands pinched his neck, Han Qingyang really felt the cold killing intent emanating from him.

This kind of cold and ruthless aura can only be possessed by those who have actually been on the battlefield and seen corpses strewn all over the field.

He has been in the harem of the Great Jin Dynasty for so many years, and he is used to all kinds of vicious tricks, but Zhou Yanzong feels differently to him. There is an unstable factor in him, which is not controlled by secular rules. If he is unhappy, he will kill someone with a knife the next moment.

He still understands the truth that companions are like companions to tigers.

Han Qingyang's slender fingers slowly touched his neck. Although the scars had already disappeared, the heat from Zhou Yanzong's palm seemed to be still entangled in his skin.

Duofu brought over the freshly brewed tea, couldn't help laughing and said: "Master, is this servant suffering from lovesickness when I look at you? I haven't seen you all night, and I think your majesty thinks that you don't think about tea and rice. This servant thinks You must be in love with King Zhou."

He murmured in pieces, "I feel that you can't take the false rumors seriously. On the way to Dazhou, everyone said how cruel and bloodthirsty your majesty is, and how scary and ugly your appearance is, but the slave looked at it from a distance yesterday. Taking a look at His Majesty, he is very handsome, and we Dajin slaves can't find anyone who can compare with His Majesty?"

Han Qingyang let out a "tss".

Is he the kind of person who will be fooled by beauty?

He has struggled to survive in Dajin since he was a child. No one knows better than him how miserable it is to live without a person favored by the emperor. Although he has not been summoned for one night, he can see that the people working outside are not as good as they were a few days ago. So work hard.

If Zhou Yanzong had left him in Yuxiu Palace for ten days and half a month.

Then the three of them, master and servant, must not drink the northwest wind.

Since it's me if the mountain doesn't come, then I will go to the mountain.

Han Qingyang has always been tough, able to bend and stretch.No matter in Dazhou or Dajin, he has to live, live well, live better than anyone else.

He was full of fighting spirit and rolled up his sleeves.

"Let them pick more peach blossoms. I will make some peach blossoms myself and send them to His Majesty."

As the saying goes, cannibals have short mouths and soft hands.

As the saying goes, there is a three-point love when meeting.

Didn't he also say that in order to capture a man's heart, he must first capture his stomach?

Although he thought he was quite pretty, but for the inhumane Zhou Yanzong, this idea was better than nothing.

If he could hold onto his stomach, he could keep the grace alive.

Only by coaxing Zhou Yanzong to be happy can he live a comfortable and prosperous life.

......

Lamp time.

All the people outside the imperial study room were serving with full energy, for fear that Zhou Yanzong would be angered if he didn't notice, and his head would be lost.

Wang Shou walked in with a bow.

"Your Majesty, Su Lian from the Empress Dowager's side is here."

Zhou Yanzong put down the Langhao brush in his hand, raised his eyes and looked out.

It's not that he doesn't know the queen mother's thoughts, but now that he is an emperor, he has to do some superficial work. The queen mother has been seriously ill for the second day. As a "son", he doesn't visit. Go on and on.

He got up and said, "It's been a few days since I've had that bad quail dish in the Empress Dowager's palace, I miss it very much."

Practicing Fushen Tao.

"The small kitchen has been prepared early in the morning, just waiting for His Majesty to pass by. I think the Queen Mother will recover sooner when she sees Your Majesty."

In the long corridor, there is a dim light.

Zhou Yanzong was sitting on the palanquin, when passing by Yuxiu Palace, he subconsciously looked at the tightly closed vermilion palace gate.

Wang Shou laughed.

"The servant just heard someone from Yuxiu Palace say that Concubine Rou is working as Peach Blossom Princess in the palace."

Zhou Yanzong withdrew his gaze and muttered something in a low voice.

"It's boring."

As soon as Zhou Yanzong arrived, the Empress Dowager asked everyone inside to go out.

There were only two people left in the room, and they were more comfortable talking.

"There is no one else here, so the queen mother can speak directly if she has anything to say."

The queen mother's forehead was tied with a mop, and she leaned weakly on the soft pillow, "Aijia knows that Aijia is not your biological mother, and she doesn't have much affection with you, but you have been on the throne for two years, Your Majesty, and you should also know that Aijia is not your biological mother. The harem has never been independent, but closely related. Back then..."

Zhou Yanzong sat down boldly and poured himself another cup of tea.

"Does the Empress Dowager really want to mention what happened back then? How did the prince die back then? How did the Empress Dowager support the fourth prince who was raised by your side since childhood? The third prince and the tenth prince were killed, but the fourth prince ran away. At that time, the queen mother, you lost the pawn, and you found out that the father and the king had written a secret decree early in the morning to allow Gu to inherit the throne, so you took the opportunity to support Gudeng God Dude, do you think Gu will appreciate your icing on the cake?"

The empress dowager has been immersed in the harem for many years, even if these dirty things are exposed, she still does not change her face and her heart beats.

Zhou Yanzong got up, put his hands behind his back, and paced slowly in the hall.

"Queen Mother, there is one thing I hope you can figure out. The reason why Gu has been enduring you and your Xu family is not that Gu is afraid of you. If Gu is in a hurry, Gu will pull you to die together."

His voice was low and steady, but when he said the last sentence, it made the queen mother's back sweat.

The Queen Mother knew that he was a wolf cub.

"Gu Lai is here too, look and see, the Queen Mother will recover from illness, and be your Queen Mother with peace of mind, Gu Lai can promise you a safe end to old age, if you are still stubborn..."

His eyes narrowed slightly, and two cold lights fell directly on the Queen Mother's face.

The Queen Mother sneered.

"Your Majesty is too young, and too naive. Your Majesty will not be unaware of the truth that one hair can affect the whole body. The Great Zhou Dynasty has gone through a hundred years since its founding, and the forces in the court have long been intertwined. family, there will be the Zhang family, the Li family, and the struggle for power among the clans will never stop because you are far away from the Xu family."

Zhou Yanzong sneered.

"So what? Do you think Gu will be afraid of them? Gu Zi was born and raised, never afraid of anyone or anything. One day if Gu gets bored, he will give all these people who can only hide in the dark and play tricks." Killed."

After finishing speaking, he made a gesture of wiping his neck.

The Empress Dowager's face was pale, and even her voice trembled.

"Aren't you afraid that it will cause turmoil in the previous dynasty, and the throne will not be guaranteed?"

Zhou Yanzong pushed the door open, and the cool night wind blowing on his face made him feel a little better.

"Do you think Gu cares about the throne?"

The true meaning of life that he has summed up since he was a child is to have no desire and no emotion. Only in this way can he arm himself into a warrior without weakness.

The emperor is just a cloud in his place.

So what if the world is in chaos?

He led the soldiers under his command to take down any mountain at random and occupy the mountain as king, which is a way to survive, not necessarily worse than being the king of Zhou now.

Just as Zhou Yanzong stepped out of the door, he felt dizzy for a while.

There seemed to be countless streams of heat colliding in his body, and the coolness in the night wind could not quench the heat in his body at all, and he seemed to be longing for more release.

There is a strong fragrance of powder approaching.

"Your Majesty, how are you doing, Your Majesty? Are you all right?"

Xu Ruyue was dressed very coolly, with a gauze covering her head, revealing a large area of ​​white skin. She stretched out her hand to support Zhou Yanzong, and her proud figure was tightly attached to Zhou Yanzong's arm.

The voice is even more charming with a bit of coquettishness.

"Your Majesty, I will help you go to the side hall to rest for a while."

Zhou Yanzong wanted to push away the people beside him, but his strength seemed to be taken away. Xu Ruyue winked at the queen mother in the hall, and helped the staggering Zhou Yanzong walk to the side hall.

After the figure disappeared, the queen mother looked at the burning incense in the incense burner and said in a low voice: "The things I found outside are really good. They are colorless and odorless. Just such a little thing is enough to make people lose their minds."

The queen mother lay down again.

"Su Lian, bring some people to the side hall tomorrow morning."

She wants to see, how can Zhou Yanzong escape this time?

One night is enough, if Yue'er's belly is strong enough to conceive a dragon heir in one fell swoop, then she will be the future prince of Dazhou, the prince with half of the blood of the Xu family.

In the side hall, Xu Ruyue boldly helped Zhou Yanzong onto the bed, and was bending over to untie the man's clothes, perhaps because of nervousness, she failed to untie after several attempts.

Zhou Yanzong's eyes were hazy, but his heart was like a mirror.

He has followed the Queen Mother's way.

These people are really abominable. They have repeatedly challenged his bottom line, and this time they want to force him to submit.

But since he became sensible, no one in this world dared to force him to do what he didn't want to do, not even God.

"Do not touch me!"

Xu Ruyue smiled coquettishly, "Your Majesty, wait until tomorrow..."

A cold light flashed.

The voice stopped abruptly.

Xu Ruyue clutched her neck and fell straight, her eyes full of disbelief.

Zhou Yanzong felt that his body was getting hotter and hotter, and his mind was full of chaos. He raised the dagger in his hand and stabbed it fiercely on his thigh. Taking advantage of the severe pain, he gained a short period of clarity. He gritted his teeth and jumped out of the window.

......

When Han Qingyang brought the food box to the Hall of Mental Cultivation, the people in front of the imperial court said that Zhou Yanzong had gone to Yongshou Palace.

After thinking about it, he still wanted to meet and talk, which would not be considered a disappointment to his half-day hard work, so he stayed in the Hall of Mental Cultivation and waited for Zhou Yanzong to come back.

Han Qingyang took out Taohuaji, and originally planned to put it on the round table outside.

But after much deliberation, she still put Taohuaji on Zhou Yanzong's desk.

Unexpectedly, as soon as it was put away, a gust of wind blew over with a strong smell of blood.

Zhou Yanzong's breathing was short, his face was flushed abnormally, his hair was disheveled, and the clothes on his chest were loose, revealing a large area of ​​strong chest muscles. Han Qingyang just said, "Your Majesty... um... .”

A man's kiss is extremely domineering.

Zhou Yanzong felt as if his whole body was being scorched by the fire. He stumbled into the Hall of Mental Cultivation and shouted "Call the Imperial Doctor" to the people outside, but he never dreamed that Han Qingyang would be in the hall.

When the beauty saw him, there was joy in her eyes.

Just smiling so lightly at him, it was like adding fuel to a raging fire, swallowing up the last bit of reason left in him.

He rubbed his rosy lips violently.

There seemed to be countless voices clamoring in my mind.

Han Qingyang noticed Zhou Yanzong's strangeness, and cried and begged: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty..."

Misty mist welled up in the beauty's eyes, and the two lines of tears in front of her eyes made Zhou Yanzong's heart twitch.

He stretched out his hand to push Han Qingyang away, and squeezed out a word through his teeth.

"roll!"