I love the harem with my sweet mouth

After the summer, the weather is very hot.

At the end of Mao shi, the scorching sun outside was scorching the earth, the leaves in the yard were curled and hung on the branches, and the cicadas hidden somewhere were singing endlessly.

Han Qingyang let out a "hum", turned over and wanted to continue sleeping.

Duofu walked in, "It's time for the master to get up."

Han Qingyang reluctantly opened his eyes, staring at the green roof in a daze, for a moment he felt that the current life was so unreal.He stretched out his hand and pinched his arm, only to let out a breath of pain.

"Your Majesty, are you down?"

Duofu looked at the drowsy Han Qingyang and said with a smile: "It's almost time, Your Majesty has already come down."

Han Qingyang got up hastily.

"Hurry up and wait for me to dress and wash." He hurriedly started dressing with his shoes on, and complained, "Why didn't you call me earlier? It's already this hour, Your Majesty must be hungry."

He splashed water on his face twice, then wiped it off with a towel.

Duofu saw that he was so nervous that he wanted to fly to the Hall of Mental Cultivation immediately, and couldn't help teasing: "Master, when did you care so much about His Majesty? Your Majesty is such a big man, so it's possible that you can't see Master without seeing him." Don't eat out of anger?"

Han Qingyang blushed and gave him a sideways glance.

Duofu just pretended not to see it, and said to himself: "If one day the master disappears, will your majesty starve to death?"

Han Qingyang's mouth was stiff.

"Da Zhou has something to eat and drink, why should I leave?"

Besides, Zhou Yanzong treated him so well, how could he be willing to leave him alone.

Seeing his anxious look, Duofu hurriedly said: "Master, don't worry, His Majesty sent someone to send a message to tell you that you worked hard last night, Master, so I will let you sleep a little longer, so you don't need to go to the Hall of Mental Cultivation to accompany you for dinner." gone."

Han Qingyang breathed a sigh of relief, and then became nervous again.

"Who has entered the palace today?"

Duozi came in with pine nut candy, "That Qi Meng with well-developed limbs and simple mind came, I guess His Majesty had breakfast with him."

Han Qingyang's inexplicably mentioned heart fell back again, wondering when he was so narrow-minded.

He looked at Duozi suspiciously.

"You know him well?"

Duozi rolled his eyes, "Who knows him very well, but I met him in a hurry outside the Hall of Mental Cultivation that day, and he grinned like a fool."

Han Qingyang sat in front of the dressing table.

"I'm not familiar with you, so why talk about him like that?"

Duozi stuck out his tongue.

"Master, that servant sent the lotus leaf and lotus seed soup newly made in the small kitchen to His Majesty." After saying that, he ran away.

Han Qingyang muttered softly.

"What are you doing running so fast, it looks like someone is robbing you."

The summer was hot, and Zhou Yanzong's appetite became weaker. Last night, Han Qingyang specially ordered him to make lotus leaf and lotus seed soup in the morning, and put it in the ice cream to freeze thoroughly. It is the most refreshing and appetizing.

Duofu looked at Duozi's happy figure through the window.

It's such a good day without fighting or fighting. He combed Han Qingyang's hair in a simple bun.

"Master, you have really moved your heart to His Majesty."

There were ripples in Han Qingyang's twinkling eyes. He looked at himself in the bronze mirror. It was the same face. The smile in the past was just a way to please people, but it was different now. His eyebrows and the corners of his lips were hidden. Concealed a comfortable smile.

He nodded without a trace.

"Ah."

Duofu thought for a while and opened his mouth.

"But master, you are a man after all, if His Majesty finds out this secret one day, will he still treat you so well?"

Han Qingyang lowered his eyes and didn't speak for a long time.

There was a gentle wind blowing in, blowing the hair on his sideburns.

He knew what Duofu was worried about. In love disputes, the one who is deeply emotional is often the most seriously injured. This kind of pain is not a wound stabbed by a sword on the body. The wound will heal one day, but what if it is an emotional wound?

He patted Dove's hand on his shoulder comfortingly.

"Your Majesty, he is not the kind of heartless person."

Duo Fu took a deep breath, and smiled again on his face.

"Actually, this is nothing more than a slave's unfounded worry. Since we arrived in the Great Zhou Dynasty, your majesty's kindness to the master has been seen by the slave."

Han Qingyang smiled.

"Duofu, I don't want to lie to him anymore."

Dove froze for a moment.

"Master, have you thought about it? Have you really thought about it?"

Han Qingyang nodded.

He always has his own ideas in doing things. In fact, it's not that he hasn't thought about what Duofu said, so he thought about it for a long time and chose to confess. If Zhou Yanzong didn't care about his status, he would stay by his side forever.

if.......

If Zhou Yanzong does not accept it.

He left.

.......

Hall of Mental Cultivation.

"what?"

Qi Meng's eyes widened, and he rushed to the desk, "Ninth brother, have you really thought about it?"

Compared to Qi Meng's fuss, Li Zhuang, who was also physically strong, was much calmer. He crossed his legs and took a sip of tea.

"Mengzi, don't you know what kind of person our Ninth Brother is?"

Qi Meng stuttered and couldn't speak, and scratched the back of his head with his big fan-like hands.

Li Zhuang put down the teacup in his hand.

"Ninth brother, as long as you think about it well, brother, I will support you. Not to mention being the king of the Great Zhou, even the king of the world, I don't care too much. With the strength of our brothers, isn't it easy to grab it if you want it?"

Zhou Yanzong sat on the wide chair with his long legs crossed on the desk.

"Zhuangzi, what you said really suits my heart. What the emperor is doing is really boring, not as good as when we were in the border area."

Qi Meng hummed and walked up to Zhou Yanzong.

"Ninth brother, if you don't become the emperor, can that beautiful girl in your harem still be with you?"

Zhou Yanzong raised his hand and slapped him.

"Fuck you. Is the person I fancy a superficial person?"

Qi Meng rubbed his beaten head, stepped back a few steps, and laughed.

"How else are you our Ninth Brother? You are really good at dealing with women. I will teach my brothers later."

Zhou Yanzong twitched the corners of his lips.

"You find a wife first."

Li Zhuang watched the two quarreling, but frowned again.

"Ninth brother, the Xu family has been restless these days. Are you sure you can get out of your body?"

Zhou Yanzong put away his joke, and stroked the jade wrench on his thumb.

"Zhuangzi, why do you think I have suppressed these courtiers in the past two years as emperor?"

He grew up on the battlefield, didn't read much, and didn't have those means of maneuvering, and he didn't even bother to think about what is a conspiracy and what is a conspiracy. The only thing he relied on was his pair of iron fists, and he relied on the 20 yuan in his hand. army.

In the face of real power, all conspiracies are paper tigers.

Li Zhuang immediately understood.

Qi Meng looked confused, looked at Zhou Yanzong, then at Li Zhuang.

"Hey, what are you two doing charades?"

Zhou Yanzong and Li Zhuang looked at each other, "July [-]th, it's up to you."

Li Zhuang agreed, hooked Qi Meng and walked out.

"Why is it up to us? Why did you leave before you finished talking?"

As soon as the two walked outside the hall, they met Duozi.

Duozi didn't even look at them, twisted his body and went inside.

Qi Meng took two steps back, blocking his way.

"Didn't you see General Ben?"

Duozi glared at him and saluted.

"Greetings to the General."

Qi Meng looked at the food box in his hand, opened the lid and took a look, saw soup and snacks inside, so he reached out to get it.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, he was hit hard on the back of his hand.

"This is prepared by my master for His Majesty."

Duozi stared at him fiercely, as if if you dare to reach out again, I will chop off your pig's trotters.

Qi Meng didn't expect this fair-skinned little eunuch who looked like a girl would dare to do anything, and immediately lost his temper, he directly reached out and took a pine nut candy and threw it into his mouth.

"My friendship with His Majesty is dead, what's wrong with eating something from him?"

He chewed loudly on purpose, looking as if he wanted to be beaten.

Duozi only relied on Han Qingyang to succeed, so he had some confidence, but he was really timid in the real confrontation, and he just stared at him, full of anger.

Qi Meng won the victory, full of ambition.

"This stuff is too sweet, I remember Brother Jiu doesn't like sweet things..."

While talking, Li Zhuang turned around to urge him.

"What are you dawdling about?"

Qi Meng stretched out his hand to take two more, Duozi closed the lid with a "bang", stomped on his foot, and trotted into the Hall of Mental Cultivation with the food box.

Qi Meng jumped to catch up with Li Zhuang, Li Zhuang looked at him limping, and joked, "Okay, what's the point of competing with a little eunuch?"

He gritted his teeth with hatred.

Asked a nonsensical question.

"Zhuangzi, do you think you can become more beautiful after being with beautiful people for a long time?"

Li Zhuang pouted.

"Where do these nonsense come from? I think you and Brother Jiu grew up together. Why don't you look closer to Brother Jiu?"

Qi Meng nodded subconsciously.

After nodding, he walked for a while, and when he was about to leave the palace, he realized that his words were not quite right.

"Li Zhuang, why are you fucking hurting me?"

.......

The cold moonlight shone into the hall through the window, coating the thin gauze with a layer of soft light.

There is ice in the room, which is much cooler than outside.

Han Qingyang was afraid of heat and cold, whenever Zhou Yanzong was next to him, he would yell that he was hot.

Zhou Yanzong stretched out his hand and hooked him into his arms.

"Why is Gu Qingyang so delicate?"

Han Qingyang was afraid that he would sweat again if he moved, so he just let him hug him.

"I used to be neither afraid of cold nor heat, but now I am spoiled by His Majesty, if His Majesty doesn't want me, how can I live?"

As soon as the words fell, he was kissed on the lips domineeringly.

After a long time, Zhou Yanzong reluctantly left that sweet and soft place.

"If you dare to say such things again in the future, Gu will kiss you and beg for mercy."

Han Qingyang panted slightly, fine beads of sweat appeared on his back, and he looked at the man in front of him with blurred eyes.

"Then His Majesty swears, swears that under no circumstances will you leave me behind."

Just as Zhou Yanzong raised his hand to say his oath, Han Qingyang put his finger on his lips.

"I believe. Your Majesty does not need to swear."

Zhou Yanzong kissed his fingertips, "If one day, Gu is no longer the emperor, and I can't give you a life of luxury, will you still follow Gu?"

His tone was a little serious.

Han Qingyang sat up, his ink-like hair hanging behind him.The thin silk underwear slipped to one side, revealing a small piece of white and round shoulders.

"Of course I will. Don't look at me now, Your Majesty. I may have suffered a lot when I was in Dajin."

He blinked his watery eyes, and in order to avoid Zhou Yanzong's unbelief, he added, "Really."

Zhou Yanzong's heart softened, and he hooked him into his arms again.

"Even if you don't become the emperor one day, you will never be asked to follow me to eat bran swallowing vegetables."

Han Qingyang lay in his arms.

"I know Your Majesty is not happy being the emperor. If Your Majesty really doesn't want to be the emperor, we won't be." Speaking of excitement, he sat up again, "According to Your Majesty's ability, it's better for us to take over the mountain and become king at that time." , you will be the king of the mountain, and I will be Mrs. Yazhai, and I will be happy in the world from now on."

He was very bright when he said this, and his eyes were shining.

Zhou Yanzong held his hand.

"You really don't care about the power you have right now, and the glory and wealth?"

Han Qingyang twisted his fingers.

"Compared to these, I want His Majesty to live happily and freely."

Zhou Yanzong lowered his head and kissed his lips.

Han Qingyang seemed to have thought of something, and pushed him away.

"Your Majesty, it will be July soon. I want to go out of the palace in a few days. I haven't had time to go shopping all these days since I came to Dazhou?"

Zhou Yanzong asked curiously: "Why do you want to go out of the palace?"

Han Qingyang nestled in his arms.

"Your Majesty really doesn't know?"

Zhou Yanzong was at a loss.

Should he know?

Han Qingyang let out a "hum", rolled over and slept in a corner wrapped in a quilt.

Zhou Yanzong resentfully said, "..."

The author has something to say: Han Qingyang: You men are not romantic at all.

Zhou Yanzong: What did you say?

Han Qingyang: You are not romantic at all.