I love the harem with my sweet mouth

inside the house.

The wine is hot.

Han Qingyang stepped on the round stool with one foot, holding a wine glass in the other, and his long hair was disheveled behind him.

"If you don't finish this table of food, you won't be able to get out of this door today."

His cheeks were flushed, his drunken eyes were blurred, he raised his head and drank the wine in the glass, and then hiccupped again.

The corners of Zhou Yanzong's lips curled up.

On weekdays, Han Qingyang is gentle and affectionate, but now he is a bit domineering like making trouble for no reason.He likes to see him as he is now, fresh and cute, much more interesting than those people who are submissive when they see him.

He raised his eyebrows, "Why don't you eat Gu? How do you plan to keep Gu here?"

Although Han Qingyang was drunk, his thinking was very clear.He pinched Zhou Yanzong's arm with his hands, the muscles were tight and the hand felt good.

He muttered: "It's impossible to force you to stay here. Even if I add Duozi and Duofu, I'm not your opponent." Speaking of this, there was pride in his brows and eyes. color.

"But I'm smart. I won't fight you hard, I can outsmart you."

Zhou Yanzong looked at him with great interest, his eyes filled with the meaning of "I'd like to see how you outsmart him".

Han Qingyang picked up the chopsticks, but his hands were unsteady, he picked up a piece of Sophora japonica meat roll tremblingly three or four times, and shook it into his mouth again.

Before Zhou Yanzong could understand his intentions, Han Qingyang rushed over and delivered the Sophora japonica meat roll to his mouth with lightning speed. For a while, the aroma of Sophora japonica flowers, the burnt aroma of barbecue meat, Accompanied by the aroma of wine in Han Qingyang's mouth, it came over.

play tricks.

Where can someone force feed like this.

Han Qingyang took advantage of the situation and sat on his lap, hooking his neck, his eyes full of charm.

"The concubine always has a way. Your Majesty, do you think I am smart?"

He looked at him with a look of "you praise me quickly".

Zhou Yanzong swallowed the pagoda flower meat roll in his mouth, and burning heat rose from his eyes.

"Concubine Ai is indeed smart and witty."

Han Qingyang, who was praised, smiled happily, got up and turned around again, who knew that he was dizzy and staggered after only turning around, but fortunately Zhou Yanzong had quick eyes and hands to support him.

He coaxes him.

"Lonely and sleepy, Qingyang can rest with Gu."

Han Qingyang shook his head.

"I don't want to rest with you, Your Majesty always loves to bully me." He stretched out his hands in front of him, making a silent complaint.

Han Qingyang's hands were as white as jade, with slender fingers, like a piece of exquisite jade.

Zhou Yanzong's face became hot, and he grabbed his hand and brought it to his lips for a kiss.

"I promise you that I won't bully you tonight."

Han Qingyang squinted at him, and asked suspiciously, "Really?"

Zhou Yanzong nodded.

Han Qingyang followed him and hooked his fingers.

"Whoever breaks his promise is a puppy."

Zhou Yanzong: "..."

.......

Duozi and Duofu stood outside the door.

Hearing that Han Qingyang was making trouble by drinking, Duozi felt a little uneasy, and asked Duofu in a low voice.

"Do you think we should go in and persuade him, if the master goes too far, His Majesty will be upset..."

Duofu lowered his eyes, his voice choked with sobs when he spoke.

"We have been with the master for so many years, when did you see him messing around with someone like this? It's rare that the master can indulge once today, why do you go in and persuade? Besides, the master has always had his own ideas. Since he dared to do this, naturally I am sure His Majesty will not really care about him."

Duozi followed with a sigh.

That's right, according to their understanding of Zhou Yanzong, if they were really annoyed, they would have been annoyed a long time ago. How can they wait until now? After all, he is worrying unnecessarily.

"I see that the master is so drunk. After waiting for the master and the others to fall asleep, let's burn paper for the empress. I think the empress will know about it, so I won't blame the master."

Duo Fu let out an "hmm".

The two were thinking about whether to enter the house to serve, when they heard a commotion inside.

When the two went in, they saw Han Qingyang hugging the jug, looking at Zhou Yanzong with a smile on his face, "Your Majesty, I'll just take a sip, just a sip..."

Zhou Yanzong was sullen.

"Don't drink!"

Han Qingyang pursed his mouth, reluctantly put down the jug, his eyes glistened with water.

"You murdered me..."

He was so wronged by what he said, tears fell down as soon as he opened his mouth.

Zhou Yanzong was angry and distressed, he hugged him into his arms, and coaxed him softly: "Qing Yang, good boy, keep this wine and drink it tomorrow, okay?"

Han Qingyang murmured yes.

Zhou Yanzong dragged him into the room, but on the way, Han Qingyang turned back when he saw many children and many blessings.

"Come on, let's burn some paper money for my concubine."

Duozi hurriedly persuaded: "Everything is ready, master, you can rest assured."

Mother concubine?

Not the queen mother.

The biological mother of Princess Linglong of the Great Jin Dynasty is the current queen. If the queen is still alive, why burn paper?

Xue Linglong.

Han Qingyang.

Zhou Yanzong knew in his heart that what Da Jin sent was not the real Princess Linglong. He had already guessed about this, but now he was sure.It is estimated that Jin Wang was randomly selected by the clan daughter or other princesses to marry him.

"Go get a cloak."

Duofu responded and took it, and handed it to Zhou Yanzong.

Zhou Yanzong put the cloak on Han Qingyang's body, held his hand and said, "Be good, don't make trouble, I will accompany you to burn paper."

Han Qingyang nodded obediently.

Then he asked another question, "But the concubine is just your majesty's concubine. There are no three matchmakers or six hires, and they have not visited the court for a cup of wine. They can't be regarded as a serious couple. Why does your majesty accompany the concubine?"

Zhou Yanzong held his hand tightly.

Hearing this made him feel very uncomfortable, if it wasn't for the sake of his drunkenness, he would definitely punish him.

"Gu, I can't sleep, I'm too busy, so I want to go outside."

Although Han Qingyang was drunk, he knew how to read words and expressions. Seeing that Zhou Yanzong seemed to be angry, he obediently stopped talking.

Duozi and Duofu brought the ingot candles they had prepared in advance.

The rain had stopped outside, and a group of people came to the northwest corner of the yard. Duozi and Duofu placed some snacks on the ground, and took incense candles to light. Han Qingyang knelt on the ground, with water in his eyes.

"Mother Concubine, son... I am doing well now, don't worry."

"Now I am His Majesty's favorite concubine. Your Majesty treats me very well. I have grown up so much, and no one has ever treated me so well."

"Mother Concubine, don't worry, I will take Qing Lang over one day."

......

The fire was uncertain, and Zhou Yanzong stood aside, looking at Han Qingyang, who was talking non-stop. He knelt on the wet ground, his thin waist outlined by the dim light.

Suddenly a pair of wet eyes cast over, Han Qingyang opened his mouth and murmured for a long time before tentatively saying: "Your Majesty, can you have a word with my mother and concubine, so that she can know that I am doing well now, I am not lie to her."

Zhou Yanzong walked over and threw the yellow paper Duofu handed over into the fire.

Don't worry, Gu will take good care of Qing Yang.

He said in his heart.

The night wind was cold, and after burning the paper, Zhou Yanzong said: "Gu Minger has to go to court early."

Han Qingyang got up and tugged at his sleeve.

"The concubine is drunk, can your Majesty carry me back to the Hall of Mental Cultivation?"

Zhou Yanzong frowned, now that he is in Yuxiu Palace, why should he look far away.

Han Qingyang didn't let go, and continued to beg him.

"Your Majesty's back is wide and warm, which is the most reassuring."

Fortunately, Yuxiu Palace is not far from the Hall of Mental Cultivation, and in front of them are palace people holding lanterns.

Han Qingyang lay on his back and said softly, "Zhou Yanzong, you are so kind."

He has lived for 23 years, and he has never been so wanton and relaxed like today. He made trouble, cried, acted like a baby, and babbled, and he was still facing the king of the Great Zhou Dynasty, but Zhou Yanzong indulged him and did not give birth to him. He was angry and didn't chop off his head.

Zhou Yanzong snorted twice.

"No more alcohol in the future."

Han Qingyang let out an "oh".

"Zhou Yanzong, if one day you find out that I lied to you." He quickly explained, "But this kind of deception is not intentional, and it will not cause you substantial harm, what will happen to you?"

Zhou Yanzong thought about it all the way, and when he reached the Hall of Mental Cultivation, he said: "I will hate you."

Han Qingyang's heart sank.

He would rather Zhou Yanzong grit his teeth and say that I will kill you.

After washing up, Han Qingyang was half sober from the wine. He saw the sandalwood box on the desk. The box was opened, and what lay inside was the sword tassel he had given to Zhou Yanzong.

He took down the long sword hanging on the shelf, then tied the tassel of the sword to it, and went to bed contentedly.

When Zhou Yanzong came in wearing obscene clothes, he saw the long sword with the tassel hanging on it, took off the tassel again, carefully put it into a sandalwood box, and put it in a drawer carefully.

"Your Majesty, do you think the sword tassels made by my concubine are too ugly, and you are afraid that taking them out will make people laugh?"

Feeling depressed, Han Qingyang got into bed directly, with his back to Zhou Yanzong.

Zhou Yanzong couldn't help laughing.

His concubine really became more and more angry.

He hugged him through the quilt, "This is the first gift I have received since I grew up, and I want to cherish it well."

Hearing this, Han Qingyang got out of bed again.

"Your Majesty is lying. Haven't those ministers outside presented all kinds of rare treasures to His Majesty?"

Zhou Yanzong lowered his eyes.

"You also said that it is a tribute, not a gift. If Gu is not the emperor, how can they give anything to Gu?"

Han Qingyang felt that Zhou Yanzong was quite pitiful, so he slipped into his arms.

"If Your Majesty really likes the gift from the concubine, can you hang up the sword tassel tomorrow?"

Zhou Yanzong said "OK".

Han Qingyang smiled and kissed him on the lips.

"In the past, no one gave it to you because His Majesty didn't meet the concubine. Now that the concubine has come, the concubine will send gifts to Your Majesty every month in the future."

Zhou Yanzong smiled.

"I'll give Qing Yang all the underclothes, the sachet fan pendant, etc. from now on. They must be made by you yourself, and you are not allowed to give them to others."

Han Qingyang had a bitter face.

Isn't this shooting yourself in the foot?

Soft in his arms, Zhou Yanzong's breathing became heavy.

"Qing Yang..."

He called out to him in a hoarse voice, and Han Qingyang met his fiery eyes as soon as he raised his eyes, and before he could respond, his lips were kissed.

Han Qingyang rested his hands on his shoulders.

"Your Majesty, don't think that the concubine can bully the concubine when she is drunk. The concubine clearly remembers that we had pulled the hook when we were in Yuxiu Palace..."

"Uuuuuuuuu..."

Before he could finish speaking, his lips were blocked again.

Zhou Yanzong whispered next to his ear, "You have already scolded Gugou Emperor, Gu can't bear this false name in vain."

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