Jinwuzang charming boy

Weiyang Palace, Qilin Palace.

The hill-like memorials were already piled up on the table, and the waiter with a lack of expression stood calmly in front of a group of courtiers and admonishers who were arguing, and repeated the original perfunctory sentence for countless times——

"The emperor is unwell and is resting in the palace, please stay safe and don't be impatient."

If it was only the first time or even if it was only the first day, these ministers could only endure in silence, but now this sentence that they have memorized has been repeated for six or seven days-they will lose their patience in the next life. Advance payment!

What's more... "The emperor is in poor health"? ! ——Where are the ghosts? !

Now in this palace and the court, no one from top to bottom knows that since Xiaohou Chen who "ran away from home and was captured" was brought to the emperor's bedroom seven days ago, the two of them have never come out of it.

——Similarly, apart from the meal time and the necessary rest (... lethargy?), the soft voice that made the bones numb to the servants waiting inside and outside the palace almost never stopped Pass.

The emperor is sick? ——Why do they feel that the emperor is in good health, and the one who needs to worry should be the delicate Chen Xiaohou? !

"Servant Li," someone finally couldn't help but stepped forward, "Can you please tell Sergeant Li to go in and report that I have something important to see the emperor."

Everyone nodded in unison, restraining their impatience, and turned to Sergeant Li expectantly.

The waiter, who was the focus of everyone's attention, was still not in a hurry. He raised his head and looked around the crowd, with a very calm tone: "The emperor is the son of heaven, and he is in charge. What else can be compared to the emperor? Can't you be healthy? If you can't wait, just go back."

The unbeaten expression and the unbeaten tone made all the ministers present grit their teeth and glared. Against the glaring expressions of all the ministers, the servant thought for a while, and finally added a sentence: "The emperor issued an order, and the sky fell. Everyone has to support themselves, without his permission, no one can disturb, offenders—" He suddenly smiled here, and smiled very gently at the ministers, "Cut, stand, execute!——… ...does anyone else want to give it a try?"

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay and stopped talking.

At the same time, the emperor's bedroom.

The thin and slender white body was wrapped in a bright quilt and trembled up and down, as if the slender waist of a boy was strangled by a pair of hands, trembling up and down with the movements of the owner of those hands, screaming and moaning like weeping As if he couldn't bear the impact of the boundless tide - the blushing sound of water tsk tsk resounded throughout the palace.

Chen Xiaojiao, who was passively bearing it, only felt that her body and soul had been torn apart by the inexplicable feeling of pain or joy. Is the scene happening in front of him his dream or reality?Or maybe it is already a combination of dreams and reality without gaps or flaws?

Being treated almost like an insult by someone he cares about, likes, or even loves, whether it is reality or a dream, makes him have an urge to cry.

...It is clear that I am not the one who made the mistake, so why should I bear all this?

However, he won't get an answer, the only thing that can be counted as a response is the more profound push/in, as if to make his body remember this feeling forever, the endless repetition of violation and possession.

And he could only involuntarily make high or low weeping sounds during the ups and downs.

His consciousness finally began to fade away. He only felt that his own soul seemed to be floating... circling back to the classroom of the high school he was familiar with... He saw the boy in the white shirt expressionlessly Under the instruction of the teacher, he stood up and recited a long ancient prose aloud——

... The Emperor of the Han Dynasty focused on color and thought about the country, and Yuyu couldn't ask for it for many years.The Yang family has a girl who has just grown up and was raised in a deep boudoir that no one knew...

...... Cloud temples are beautiful and golden steps are shaking, and hibiscus tents are warm *. *It’s been a short time since the rise of the king, since then the king will not go to court early......

At that time, he thought that it was Emperor Wu who was lying on the gun innocently... He never thought that in the end, it turned out that he was the one who was lying on the gun.

The emperor of Han, who "couldn't ask for Yuyu for many years", took the one who sent him to his door, and then he also ended up with a king who didn't go to court early...

This is probably the case with evil fate...

Chen Xiaojiao just fell into a drowsy sleep.

Noticing that the person in his arms had passed out again, Liu Che buried himself deeply in that person's body, lowered his head, nibbled on the sweaty tender neck of that person, and hummed in a low voice. With a sound.

After a while, when there was no more sound in the palace, Liu Che raised his face and looked at the dark marks on the fair skin of the person he was pressing down. There was no trace of the ferocity of the man when he was awake, and even the expression in his eyes was slowly soaked with pity.

"Brother...you don't know..."

He leaned on the man and murmured in the softest voice, the almost crazy emotions finally faded away completely, and his dark eyes seemed to lose focus, feeling at a loss.

"...You don't know...I don't dare to let you feel that I am not willing to hurt you anymore....Because you rely on my reluctance, and if you are a little bit closer, you can force me to death..."

——In this life, I don’t seek territory, political achievements, pomp and luxury, staring at you*, fame and history, and success through the ages...I only want you.

Please... don't let me ask for it.

After receiving the news that Emperor Wu had finally stepped out of the palace, the ministers who stayed at home with sad faces were relieved, and they all prepared their cars to rush to the palace. However, they got a new piece of news when they were on the way——

After seeing the mountain of memorials piled up in the Qilin Hall, which would need to be reviewed for at least a day or two, Emperor Wu went back to his bedroom and carried the sleeping Lord Chen Xiaohou to the Qilin Hall.

"- Nonsense!!!"

——Almost every minister who was rushing to the palace had this reaction after getting the news. Of course, they only dared to "relieve" their emotions with their servants, so as not to fall in front of Emperor Wu later. instrument" charges.

——Think about the old ministers surnamed Dou who photographed the criminal evidence overturned as soon as Emperor Wu ascended the throne. Think about the criminal evidence that I have been waiting for for years. "Young" Emperor Wu had lingering fears.

So Liu Che had not been in the Qilin Palace for an hour, and there were several court officials standing under the steps.

When the ministers entered the Qilin Hall, they were dumbfounded for a while before they came back to their senses - they have been officials for more than ten years, and they have met Long Yan countless times, even in this Qilin Hall they have entered many times.

——But there was never a time when they came to meet the emperor through the weft that hung over the dragon-carved imperial chair and the table.

This...isn't this a joke, what is it for? !

Especially the shadows inside the veil, but there is clearly another person inside——

Except for that little Emperor Lao who mobilized the whole country to search for Lord Chen Xiaohou, don't think of him!

——This is simply pampering...

Several civil servants became more and more angry, but they could only hold back in their hearts. One who looked younger was about to step forward at that time, but was pulled by the sleeves of the civil servant next to him without any trace.

Liu Che, who was in the weft tent, raised his head at this moment, and looked indifferently at the few civil servants below the steps. There seemed to be a little smile in his voice, and he listened carefully and then it was clean and cold. It's even more inexplicable——

"...you seem to have something to rely on today."

It's just that when these inexplicable words fell into the ears of the following people, they almost frightened several civil servants to kowtow to plead guilty - any courtier who heard the emperor's words would probably not be able to get better; The two armies faced each other, and before the drums of one's own side were beating, the leader of the opposing army suddenly stretched out his hand to lift his biggest, or even the only hole card - no one could feel comfortable with this matter.

But Liu Che, who had been confirmed, had a flicker of color in his eyes.

... Today he suddenly decided to leave the bedroom, not on his own intention; according to Liu Che's original intention, he really planned to refuse to leave the bedroom for nineteen days, but more than an hour ago, his secret guard came to report— ——After the Empress Dowager endured it for several days, she decided to leave the East Palace at Sishi today and was expected to come to the Qilin Palace.

So Liu Che came here in a hurry, knowing that the East Palace could not be completely broken after all, so he finally lifted the ban.

But today, seeing these civil servants "surnamed Dou" dare to come to the door blatantly alone, Liu Che knew that his worries in his heart were probably true—before Emperor Jing died, he should have entrusted the Tiger Talisman to Empress Dou for safekeeping.

Today, these are almost Dou's retainers, and they dared to enter the Qilin Palace just like that, relying on the backing of Empress Dowager Dou.

Thinking of this, Liu Che's eyes suddenly flashed a knife-like sternness, and a raging murderous intent immediately surfaced in his heart, which even tempted him not to suppress this undesirable emotion at the moment.

... He really has accumulated negative emotions for too long.

Fortunately, his reason was still there, so he suppressed the killing intent in his heart and turned it into a little complicated.

The tiger talisman is in the hands of the empress dowager, and now he can't move it. If the empress dowager uses this tiger amulet to force him...

Almost reflexively, Liu Che lowered his head to look at the sleeping person on his lap.

The unraveled black hair and black hair hang down by his hand. For so many days, when this person fell asleep, he held it in the palm of his hand and kissed it like a treasure... The world is right, many things only know their meaning after they have been lost—— —In the past, he only knew that he cherished this person more than his own life. After the words of the descendants, he often tossed and turned at night, restless and anxious, but until this person really disappeared, half a month... so many cups of tea At the time, he counted the lingering memories of the past bit by bit, and he couldn't help but want to destroy the world that he was waiting for. He even thought that everyone should die. I can find my elder brother immediately, even if it turns into dust, I will still be lingering/lingering.

When he didn't know how many cups of tea he had endured and passed out, he swore to himself——

From this moment on, in order to get you, brother, no matter to others, myself or even you, I will do whatever it takes.

... If you hate me, you must hate me very much.

... If you die, I will take you with me.

Will you blame me, brother?

You blame me, brother.