I love the harem with my sweet mouth

When Han Qingyang came back wet all over, Duozi and Duofu were frightened, and the two hurriedly ordered someone to bring hot water.

"Although it's spring, the weather is really cold. My master is completely soaked. If the wind blows, what should I do if I get a cold?"

Duo Fu chattered.

Duozi asked with a puzzled look: "Master, didn't you go to the Lover's Lake with His Majesty today? Why did you come back alone? Where is Your Majesty?"

Han Qingyang replied angrily.

"He lived in Lover's Lake and never came back."

Duofu took off his wet clothes for him, and seeing Han Qingyang's eyes were slightly red, he smiled and said, "You went swimming in the lake well, why did you come back so angry? Could it be that your majesty pushed you into the water, my master?" ?”

Han Qingyang got into the bathtub, and the hot water wrapped his whole body, making him unable to help but let out a comfortable sigh.

"Isn't he the one who killed it?"

He sneezed and spoke angrily.

Duozi hung the clean clothes on the screen, looked at each other with Duofu, and the two smiled tacitly.

The two of them have been by Han Qingyang's side for many years, and they know that his master is the best at hiding emotions. Today, Zhou Yanzong was able to make his master so angry that he even cried, which is considered capable.

He covered his mouth and said with a smile: "I didn't expect His Majesty to be so annoying. From now on, we will ignore him again. After the master has finished taking a bath, we will return to the palace immediately, and then pack up and return to Dajin."

Han Qingyang was resentful and did not answer for a long time.

"But... I haven't visited the Huguo Temple yet. I heard that there is a fruit forest on the back mountain of the Huguo Temple. It is the time when all kinds of flowers are in full bloom. If you want to come to the forest, the scenery is also extremely beautiful."

Duozi and Duofu were about to go out with the wet clothes that Han Qingyang had changed, but Princess Chaoyun hurried over.

The two were about to salute her, but Chaoyun rushed into the tent as if nothing happened.

Duozi and Duofu hurriedly blocked the door.

"Princess, my master is taking a bath."

Zhao Yun glared at the two of them, "Get out of here, princess. My princess and sister-in-law are both women, so why not get in? Besides, according to the relationship between me and sister-in-law, it's okay to take a bath together. "

The two are one head and two older, and it is not right now to give in, nor is it not to give in.

Duofu begged with a bitter face: "Princess, don't embarrass the slaves. My master just returned in a rage and ordered no one to enter. If you go in rashly, the master will punish the slaves later. "

Chaoyun put one hand on his waist and pointed at the two with the other.

"You guys are talking nonsense, sister-in-law is a very gentle person, how could she indiscriminately criticize the servant?"

Duozi rolled his eyes, took a step forward, and said in a low voice, "The princess doesn't know something, but my master just came back crying, presumably he had a quarrel with His Majesty."

Zhao Yun was full of doubts.

"You guys are talking nonsense again. I saw Brother Huang from a distance just now. Although I looked like a drowned chicken, I was in a good mood. The corners of my mouth were almost grinning behind my ears. It didn't look like I had an argument with my sister-in-law?"

Duozi and Duofu were also puzzled.

While talking, Han Qingyang got dressed and walked out.

Zhao Yun took a closer look at his eyes and saw that his eye circles were red, as if he had been crying, so he took his hand and said, "Sister-in-law, don't be sad, there are no good men in the world."

Han Qingyang: "..."

As soon as the words fell, I felt a gust of cold wind behind me.

Then there was a shadow covering her hood, she subconsciously shrunk her neck, got directly behind Han Qingyang, and poked out half of her head from behind him.

"Even... Brother Huang is here, I still want to say, who told you to bully sister-in-law?"

Zhou Yanzong put his hands behind his back, and his eyes fell on Han Qingyan's plump, rosy lips. He put his hands around his lips, and after a long time of deliberation, he said: "Fang Caigu didn't mean to scare you."

He has never been too humble to a human being in his life, and this is the first time he has experienced it, and it feels a little weird.

Han Qingyang didn't know why he lost control of his emotions just now, he hung his head and didn't speak.

Zhou Yanzong came over and took his hand into his palm.

"solitary......"

Han Qingyang is not the kind of person who waits for nonsense, besides, he has to rely on Zhou Yanzong right now, so how dare he be really angry with him, he just lowered his head and said in a sticky voice: "Your Majesty needn't say anything, all the ministers and concubines understand. The concubine made a lot of fuss."

The more he said that, the more guilty Zhou Yanzong felt. He grabbed Han Qingyang's hand and placed it on his heart.

In the past, Zhou Yanzong always walked alone, never had friends or lovers, and never experienced what it was like to be cared about by others, but the way Han Qingyang was crying with red eyes just now made his heart ruthless I grabbed it.

"Aifei is just too worried about Gu, even Gu understands."

He took him into his arms as if no one else was around.

Princess Chaoyun originally planned to get justice for Han Qingyang with all her strength, but it can be seen that the two hugged each other after only talking, and couldn't help but rolled their eyes and walked away.

She thought, the sister-in-law is too gentle and soft-hearted, and she was coaxed by the emperor's brother in a few words, she really has no position.

No matter what, I have to take this opportunity to ask for some rewards. Brother Huang has a lot of good things in his storeroom, otherwise the tears this time would not be in vain, wouldn't the grievances be in vain?

She smoked a weed and put it in her mouth.

Turning around to look at the two people hugging tightly outside the tent not far away, one of them was wearing moon white clothes and the other was wearing black clothes, they were very matching.

......

With the incident of falling into the water, Zhou Yanzong lost his mood for fishing and ordered to move on.

Han Qingyang sat in the carriage and waved to Duozi.

"Go and see what Eunuch Wang Shou is doing? If you have nothing to ask him to come here, just say that I have something to ask him."

Duozi went away in a hurry, and soon came with Wang Shou.

Wang Shou was holding a fly whisk in his hand, and was about to salute, but Han Qingyang smiled and said, "Eunuch, you don't need to be too polite."

"I don't know what the empress called the servants to come?"

Wang Shou asked with a bow.

Han Qingyang smiled sweetly, "Eunuch is an old man by His Majesty's side. I do have something unclear and I want to ask Eunuch for advice."

Wang Shou agreed.

Han Qingyang knew how to swim since he was a child, so it was a coincidence why he could swim.

At that time, he was only six or seven years old, and he was thin and small. One day, other princes threw him into the pool in the palace. At that time, he was so frightened that he even forgot to call for help. He thumped desperately, but the more he thumped, the faster he sank.

He didn't know how much water he drank, he only knew that when he was about to lose consciousness, the dog he fed jumped into the pool, bit his clothes, and pulled him desperately to the shore.

He watched the dog's paddling movements curiously, and then tried it.

I didn't expect to learn it.

Just now he was only thinking about getting angry and didn't think of anything else, now he remembered that Zhou Yanzong's behavior after falling into the water was really a bit abnormal.

Zhou Yanzong's martial arts are excellent, and he has been on the battlefield all year round, and he has always looked ruthless and majestic, but when he rescued him ashore, he unexpectedly found that his body was trembling.

A person who has experienced hundreds of battles and is not even afraid of death, there is no reason why he will be so scared when he falls into the water, right?

Han Qingyang asked the question in his heart.

Wang Shou frowned, "This old servant is not very clear about this matter, but when this servant came to serve His Majesty, His Majesty went back to take a bath in the side hall's bath for the first time, and almost had an accident. Although this servant didn't quite understand, You can probably guess one or two points, His Majesty seems to be afraid of water, so..."

Han Qingyang put down the curtain thoughtfully, and sat back.

The Zhou Yanzong he saw was domineering, ruthless, and cruel. He stood high above the world, looking down on the world like a god's mansion. He thought he was armored and omnipotent, but he didn't expect that he also had weaknesses and was afraid at times.

Thinking of this, his whole heart suddenly softened into a puddle of water.

It seems that Zhou Yanzong was afraid of the secret of water, which suddenly pulled the distance between him and him.

......

The sun was setting, and the entire sky was dyed orange.

The sound of the bell comes from the top of the mountain, bringing a calming Zen.

Xu Shi got closer to the Buddhist temple, and even the space smelled of incense candles.

Master Yinguang was the abbot of the Huguo Temple, and he led all the monks to wait at the foot of the mountain early in the morning. He saw a dozen wooden piles behind the chariots and horses from a distance, and he clasped his hands together and recited "Amitabha".

Seeing that Wang Shou was about to arrive at Huguo Temple, Zhou Yanzong hadn't ordered how to deal with the corpses of those assassins, so he went forward to ask for instructions.

"Your Majesty, Huguo Temple is in front of you. It is an important place of Buddhism. Killing is the most taboo. Do you see the ones behind?"

Zhou Yanzong was sullen.

"I feel that these people have killed too much, and I want to ask the masters of the Buddhist temple to give these people a salvation."

Wang Shou looked embarrassed, and looked at Han Qingyang who was on the side as if asking for help.

Han Qingyang received a lot of care from Wang Shou, so naturally he wouldn't leave him dead.

He tugged at Zhou Yanzong's sleeve and shook it lightly.

"His Majesty......"

Zhou Yanzong looked at him, and saw that the person beside him looked shy and cute, and the corners of his lips raised unconsciously.

"What's the matter?"

Han Qingyang glanced behind him for a moment, then looked away as if startled, and burrowed into Zhou Yanzong's arms.

"Although the Huguo Temple is an important place for Buddhism, the concubine is really afraid to let the concubine stay with these corpses."

Zhou Yanzong took advantage of the situation and put his hand on Han Qingyang's waist.

"According to Aifei, how should these corpses be disposed of?"

Han Qingyang leaned in his arms and said softly: "I only believe in this life, not in the afterlife. Since these assassins have the intention to assassinate His Majesty, they must bear the consequences of death. Your Majesty is kind-hearted and wants to let the Buddhist master Come to save them, but according to my concubines, if these people dare to assassinate His Majesty, they will deserve death."

He spoke ruthlessly, like a cat baring its claws.

Not enough brave, but more cute.

Zhou Yanzong smiled even more, he liked to see Han Qingyang defending him.

Han Qingyang said again: "According to my concubines, since Your Majesty wants to frighten those young people who are hiding in the dark, it is better to hang the bodies of these people outside the city gate."

"it is good!"

Zhou Yanzong said loudly, "Just do what my concubine wants."

Wang Shou cast a grateful look, then turned around to make arrangements.

......

Twilight Quadruple.

Zhou Yanzong has always loved to eat meat, and there must be a lot of meat in every meal. Now, looking at the table full of vegetarian food, he really has no appetite.

He didn't move his chopsticks, and Han Qingyang couldn't move his chopsticks either.

Wang Shou was walking around in a hurry, but this is a Buddhist temple. Although Zhou Yanzong is an emperor, it is not easy to break the precepts, but this time before he asked Han Qingyang for help, Han Qingyang persuaded him first.

"Your Majesty, you'd better eat a little bit, or you'll be so hungry that you won't be able to sleep at night."

Han Qingyang took a bite out of a piece of dried vegetarian tofu. The soup was overflowing and delicious. Although there was no meat, there was a smell of meat. His eyes lit up, and he lifted the chopsticks to Zhou Yanzong's mouth.

"Your Majesty, try it, this vegetarian food is delicious."

Seeing his radiant look, Zhou Yanzong held the corner of his lips.

"The vegetarian food that even my concubine praises, the taste is not bad, so let's try it first."

He opened his mouth and ate the dried tofu with a missing corner into his mouth.

The taste is really extraordinary, even with a hint of sweetness.

Han Qingyang took another piece of dried bamboo shoots, and he took a small bite. The bamboo shoots were rich in fragrance and sweet in the mouth, and he took another piece for Zhou Yanzong, "Your Majesty, this one is also delicious."

Zhou Yanzong didn't move his chopsticks, but looked at the half bamboo shoot on the chopsticks in Han Qingyang's hand.

Han Qingyang noticed his intention in his burning gaze, and blushed immediately.

"Your Majesty, that's what the slaves ate."

Zhou Yanzong was as immovable as a mountain.

"I never dislike my concubine."

After a meal, Zhou Yanzong ate with gusto, and even felt that these vegetarian dishes were better than those made in the imperial dining room in the palace, and each dish had a sweet taste.

As the night grew darker, a crescent moon hung on the branches, and the cold moonlight vaguely illuminated the cornices and corners of the pagoda in the distance.

From time to time, there was the sound of knocking wooden fish regularly in the air, making it seem that the night was extraordinarily quiet.

Zhou Yanzong took Han Qingyang to eat in the yard.

After walking around for two times, Han Qingyang thought of the fruit forest on the back mountain again, and begged, "Your Majesty, why don't we go to the back mountain to have a look, the flowers all over the mountain, if you look at it at night, they don't have a special flavor."

Zhou Yanzong looked at his satisfied little face and said hello.

He also ordered no one to follow.

This is the National Temple, and he is confident that he can protect himself and the people around him.

The frosty moonlight shines on the branches full of flowers, and the dark fragrance floats. Although it is not as gorgeous and colorful as seen in the daytime, it has a mysterious and cold taste.

"Your Majesty, may I ask you a question?"

Zhou Yanzong let out a "hmm".

Han Qingyang asked cautiously: "Why is Your Majesty so afraid of water?"

As soon as the words fell, Zhou Yanzong stopped walking.

The night was deep, and there were occasional birdsong.

Zhou Yanzong pursed his lips and said after a while: "It's nothing."

But Han Qingyang looked at his furrowed brows, and knew that this was not true, but Zhou Yanzong didn't intend to say it, and he didn't intend to continue asking.

Suddenly there was a strange sound from the grass not far away.

Zhou Yanzong subconsciously protected Han Qingyang behind him, and said in a low voice, "Don't be afraid."

Han Qingyang hid behind him.

"With His Majesty here, my concubines are not afraid."

"what......"

A soft moan came from not far away, the voice was very low, the tone was sweet and ambiguous, revealing a different meaning.

"Brother, don't be like this..."

"If someone finds out..."

"what......"

This sound seemed to carry a painful sense of satisfaction, Zhou Yanzong paused, and turned to look at Han Qingyang.

The man's eyes are extraordinarily bright at night.

Han Qingyang scratched the ground with his toes in embarrassment. Isn't this slapping Zhou Yanzong in the face?

He pulled Zhou Yanzong's sleeve and whispered: "Your Majesty, shall we come to enjoy the flowers again tomorrow?"

Zhou Yanzong did not move.

The tense nerve in his mind was completely broken with the increasingly rapid collision sound, he breathed heavily, pulled Han Qingyang into his arms, bowed his head and kissed his lips.

The beauty's lips were soft and sweet, like honey.

Han Qingyang rested his hands on his chest, and a "huh" sound came out of his mouth.

With the groans not far away, one after another, complement each other.

Zhou Yanzong felt terrible all over his body, as if countless ants were crawling through his body, he panted and looked at the person in his arms.

"My concubine, I feel lonely."

Han Qingyang was shocked.

"What's wrong with Your Majesty?"

Zhou Yanzong held Han Qingyang's soft little hand, pressed against his beating heart, and kept going down.

"here."