After Waking up Beside the Villain

The slender golden needles shone faintly in the dim candlelight.

Lu Fenglou's trouser belt has been picked up and scattered, and the posture of twisting the body inevitably reveals an overly thin waist between the gaps in the clothes.

Lu Fenglou pressed Chu Yunsheng's slightly callused palm, and it happened to get stuck in the soft fabric.

The tail of the pinched needle trembled undetectably, and a thin layer of sweat suddenly appeared on Chu Yunsheng's palm.

His eyes flicked lightly and sharply from the tails of Lu Fenglou's slightly lifted eyes, and his slightly trembling chest exhaled a burst of heat, but his words were as hard as ice: "The place where the needle is applied is naturally the place where the disease is. Your Majesty must not Avoid diseases and avoid medicine."

Long black hair fell over his shoulders.

Lu Fenglou slightly rolled his eyes, and with the cover of his hair, he focused his gaze on the simple screen a few steps away.

There are two shadows with entangled hair and entangled clothes under the flickering candlelight, as intimate as ear to ear.He slumped back slightly to separate the two shadows.

"The teacher is right."

Lu Fenglou smiled, and the knuckles of the hand that was pressing Chu Yunsheng's movements moved slightly, rubbing the back of Chu Yunsheng's hand and moving away: "Doctors don't shy away too much, but teachers do their duty."

Chu Yunsheng was used to hearing the familiar yin and yang intonation these days, so he didn't care.

But no matter how frivolous and natural the little emperor's tone was, when Chu Yunsheng pulled off his belt and pointed his finger to determine where the needle should be placed, the waist stretched in his palm suddenly tightened, revealing the little emperor's subconscious. alertness and tension.

Chu Yunsheng was amused in his heart, he tightened his palms, rubbed them loosely on the waist, and immediately pulled a stack of quilts, propped them behind Lu Fenglou's back, and said lightly: "It hurts a little, bear with it."

Lu Fenglou was slightly startled, and looked up at him.

But at this moment, Chu Yunsheng held the golden needle between his three fingers, and quickly and accurately pierced the acupuncture point on Lu Fenglou's waist.

Lu Fenglou's raised eyes suddenly closed tightly.

The pair of feet soaked in the wooden basin moved under the pulling of the pain, the water splashed, splashed with scalding hot air, and landed on the hem of Chu Yunsheng's robe.

Clinging to the side of the couch with the dripping heat, Chu Yunsheng bent his fingers and tapped heavily on the acupuncture point on the inner thigh of Lu Fenglou, and with the other hand he took out the needle neatly.

The extremely thin needle tip pierces the flesh.

Twist slowly, and there are fine beads of sweat, like wind dew dripping from flowers and leaves, oozing from the porcelain-white skin that was well maintained by the little emperor.

The strange intertwined pain of cold and heat gradually increased, spreading from the waist to all the limbs, like a hundred ants biting, it was very unbearable.

Lu Fenglou closed his eyes and leaned back, his lower back, which had been sore and cold all year round, slowly felt a little warm under the pressure of that not soft hand.

This feeling is like soaking in warm water, unhurried, swirling and indulging.

Sleepiness surged up unexpectedly, Lu Fenglou reluctantly raised his eyelids, and looked at the eyes through a long and narrow line of light—Chu Yunsheng had finished placing the needle, and was lowering his eyes slightly, pressing his legs and waist for him Suddenly, the shadow of the candlelight was cut in half and fell on the regent's face, melting away the usual loneliness and coldness, leaving only a little inexplicable tenderness that could not be discerned.

Lu Fenglou regained some clarity from the chaotic drowsiness, and raised one foot from the tub with a clatter.

He got up on the bed, and stepped on Chu Yunsheng's knee with wet feet: "A few days ago, I heard that the teacher dismissed the concubine Ji in the palace?"

"Don't move."

Chu Yunsheng glanced at the golden needles, pressed down on Lu Fenglou's foot, and said calmly, "Your Majesty doesn't care about government affairs, but you have the time to worry about your minister's housework?"

"The government has its own teachers and the heads of the family to work on my behalf." Lu Fenglou looked at Chu Yunsheng's hand and said with a soft smile, "I don't care about my subjects' housework. Isn't it too boring to do nothing all day long? What's more, family affairs are state affairs and world affairs, so how does the teacher know that housework has nothing to do with the government?"

Chu Yunsheng raised his eyes and looked at Lu Fenglou through the steamy white mist.

The camouflaged darkness on Lu Fenglou's face faded a lot during washing, and the pale complexion revealed was even more colorful and plump against the thin lips smudged by water vapor.

"teacher."

The two lips were soaked in water vapor and moved closer, with genuine and fake smiles wrapped around them: "Without the beauties of Manfu, please don't take your anger out on me."

The surrounding water vapor and heat seemed to be getting thicker.

There is a certain lingering breath that is refreshing and cool, as if the chest cavity and heart and lungs are tightened.

The white sole that was slightly reddened by the hot water that was pressed on the knee moved away again, leaving only a piece of clothes and palm soaked in water, which was vague and strange.

It's really like a water ghost that is alluring and obsessed, requiring people to raise their hearts and souls.

Chu Yunsheng smiled to himself, gathered his palms together, felt the remaining wetness, let go of the arm supporting Lu Fenglou, and said without changing his face: "Your Majesty, you can rest assured, the minister has very high requirements on appearance. You Ai The one with white skin and thin waist, with a straight waist and long and tight legs - Your Majesty is very different."

Calmly speaking frivolous and rascal words, the regent's cold and handsome face remained dignified, but the little emperor shrank his toes in shock.

Lu Fenglou stared at Chu Yunsheng for a moment, then moved closer, and said, "Master, you bastard, this remark fell into my ears, but the deceitful king—"

Chu Yunsheng raised his eyes: "Your Majesty wants to punish the minister?"

Lu Fenglou paused, then smiled dumbly, and looked at Chu Yunsheng with an unclear expression.

Chu Yunsheng lowered his eyes, warmed his hands on the stove, and began to pull out the needles.

The medicine that was decocting outside the screen was about to finish, and the sweet and bitter fragrance of the medicine wafted in, diluting the strange and ambiguous atmosphere inside the tent.

Unknowingly, the process of administering needles took nearly an hour, and occasionally the footsteps of patrol soldiers passing by could be heard outside, orderly and powerful.

The light of the torches outside the tent danced, intersecting with the half-burned candles inside the tent, shaking messy shadows.

The golden needles were arranged on the satin cloth. Chu Yunsheng walked around the screen and brought in the steaming soup. Lu Fenglou sat back and took the medicine bowl and drank it slowly.

Chu Yunsheng put the sweet water pears aside, looked at Lu Fenglou's expression, and said, "Your Majesty, it's time for the coronation ceremony after the Chinese New Year."

After Lu Fenglou finished drinking the medicine, he picked up the pears.

Reaching the crown means pro-government.However, the regent king monopolizes the power, the aristocratic family looks around, the foreign enemies are stalking, the internal is corrupt and the external is empty, it is not easy to be in charge of the government, and it is not easy to be crowned.

The sweetness of the pear soaked his tongue, and thoughts surged in Lu Fenglou's mind. He glanced at the regent, who was completely different from before the expedition, and didn't say anything more.

Chu Yunsheng didn't expect to be able to pry the suspicious little emperor's defenses away after a few days of getting along. It was a bit funny to see him eating pears around the quilt with disheveled hair. I had no choice but to get up and wash him another pear and hand it over.

After drinking the medicine and eating pears, it was already midnight after such a toss.

Chu Yunsheng left Lu Fenglou to rest in the handsome tent, and went outside to light up a lamp to deal with official duties.

Hearing that Lu Fenglou was fast asleep in the middle of the night, he packed up his things, wrapped his cloak, and led a team of light cavalry out of the camp with Di Yan.

When he came back at dawn, Lu Fenglou was no longer in the commander's tent.

Chu Yunsheng glanced at the case, and sure enough there were traces of being flipped.But the flipper was very careful, if it wasn't for Chu Yunsheng's extraordinary memory, he probably wouldn't be able to see anything.

He checked it, and finished a few business affairs before he called someone to pass on the breakfast.

As the commander-in-chief of the first army, there is no special treatment.

Lang Jiang came in with a few oily vegetable buns, and a large bowl of yellowed vegetable soup: "My lord, did the black-faced boy who delivered the food yesterday made you angry? He is also a dandy with no discipline at home. You punished him for limping, it’s not worth the trouble. According to us, you’ve given me a lot of favors, so why bother about this..."

Talking and laughing, Lang Jiang handed the vegetable soup in front of Chu Yunsheng's eyes: "The matter of delivering the food will be left in the future. Anyway, there is nothing important in our camp right now. Don't worry too much, my lord. Still counting on you..."

The earnest words of his confidants chattered endlessly.

Chu Yunsheng stared at the vegetable soup for a moment, took it and drank it, and interrupted General Lang's words in a flat voice: "General Tian, ​​it will be New Year's Eve in a few days, arrange for the soldiers in the camp to visit their relatives. You also come back Take a look at home, there are parents and children, life is hard."

Tian Langjiang was stunned for a moment, as if he couldn't figure out what Chu Yunsheng meant, he nodded indifferently.

During the holidays, from the royal relatives to the common people, there is a bit of hustle and bustle.Chu Yunsheng, the Prince Regent, was no exception.

Apart from administering needles and decocting medicine every night, Chu Yunsheng was too busy for Lu Fenglou to see.

He seldom stayed in the barracks, sometimes he pulled out the needle hastily and left on horseback. Occasionally, when he came back, there would be a strange smell in his robes. Lu Fenglou had encountered it before, and carefully identified it, like the smell of gunpowder.

After the temptation and tension of the first day, the subsequent healing seemed dull and ordinary.

Lu Fenglou's training became more serious, and the pain from the needle application became less, and he often fell into a drowsy sleep after the needle was inserted.Chu Yunsheng didn't bother to play tricks with him, so he let him fall asleep, so he turned around and went to work.

Sometimes Lu Fenglou had a nightmare and woke up in shock. When he opened his eyes, what came into view was a faint yellow candlelight and a handsome and upright silhouette stretched on the screen.

The whole body is warm and comfortable, there are pears and pastries on the wooden tray by the bed, tiny sparks are flying in the charcoal basin, and there is another breath of cold air in the tent.

This man who often pierced him with a sword in his chest and kicked him off the dragon chair in his dreams, unexpectedly reminded him of the word An Xin, which made the emperor frightened and resisted.

Lu Fenglou felt that he was getting more and more confused about certain things.

Lu Fenglou also asked Chu Yunsheng about the young master soldiers gathered by a hundred or so dudes, but Chu Yunsheng didn't answer him seriously, but scrawled: "A gentleman orders people to do things. It's based on trust. So what's the reason for the villain? Your Majesty has learned to use a knife, and he must also learn to put it away."

Lu Fenglou once thought that Chu Yunsheng saw something, but in fact, during these days trapped in the barracks, apart from a little hard training, he didn't suffer any questioning or training.

The days passed by, and the new year passed in the blink of an eye, and New Year's Eve was approaching.

It is the custom of the imperial court to invite civil and military officials to the Tai Chi Hall for the New Year's Eve banquet.

However, Chu Yunsheng never let the little emperor show up for such a big event as the signing of the peace talks with the Great Zhou. Seeing the New Year's Eve, the ministers and family members in the court also guessed that the regent would not let the little emperor in this palace banquet. Appear.

Every family has its tentacles. If it is said that the little emperor has been assassinated, it is impossible. It can only be said that the regent's wolfish ambition finally couldn't hold it back. He banned the emperor and wanted to bite the throne step by step. own mouth.

Pairs of invisible hands followed the darkness.

But on the surface, the capital is still prosperous, with singing and dancing, tea shops and bookstores, and among the common people, no one knows that the high and mighty Ninth Five-Year Lord has been missing for more than half a month.

This peace is well disguised, and this scheming also affects it.

They all expected the little emperor's humiliation and resentment in all kinds of ways, and they were in a corner, but they didn't expect that all the civil and military officials entered the Tai Chi Hall stepping on the bright lights. The first thing they saw was sitting on the dragon chair of the Tai Chi Hall. emperor.

Chu Yunsheng sat at the side of the Lufeng Tower, looking at the ministers who looked like they had seen a ghost, the tea bowls in their hands clanged and placed on the table: "Stand, I am waiting for the king to invite you to sit down." Down?"

"My lord is joking, how dare you!"

The ministers came back to their senses in shock, laughed and hurriedly took their seats.

Calmly looking at the little emperor who hadn't seen him for a while but his face was rosy, and carefully looked at the regent who had a stern face but a bit haggard.

The atmosphere is harmonious and harmonious, but it seems to be laced with bitter targeting.

Singing praises, drinking three rounds.

Drunkenness came to his face, Patriarch Zhao gave him a wink, and a minister stood up understandingly, breaking the jubilant illusion of the New Year's Eve reunion.

Before he could speak, the old minister wiped away his old tears: "A few days ago, I heard that Your Majesty's dragon body was ill, and I was very worried. Now seeing that Your Majesty is healthy, my heart is full of excitement. This is really God's pity, it is me The welfare of the people of Dajin!"

Lu Fenglou put down his chopsticks, lowered his eyes to hide the sarcasm in his eyes, and hummed noncommittally: "Master Lu has a heart."

He did believe that there was some sincerity in the minister's words, after all, although the civil and military officials of the Manchu dynasty were looking forward to his death day and night, they were also working hard, looking forward to his life.

But the minister obviously didn't really speak out to worry about him.

Sure enough, after three words of gratitude, the old minister changed his subject and said: "Your Majesty was ill a few years ago, and he has not held a court meeting for a long time, but I don't know that the regent has made a drastic reform called to eradicate the ills. A means to eliminate dissidents!"

"Scholars, farmers, businessmen, salt, iron, fishing rice, the foundation of the country, are all shaken!"

"This move was really done by a courtier! Your Majesty, please investigate thoroughly!"

It is almost a joke for the young emperor who is not in charge to thoroughly investigate the regent who has monopolized power.But as soon as this remark came out, there was a loud noise, but there was a dead silence in the hall, and no one laughed.

Just because the two parties declaring war are not hypocritical kings and ministers, but the old and the new who have torn their skins.

Lu Fenglou raised his eyes.

Chu Yunsheng flicked his robe sleeves and put down the wine cup.