The soft and cute emperor fled with the ball

When Ming Yang woke up, he found himself nestled in Mu Beimo's arms. Thinking of the scene on the Chengmen Mountain last night, Ming Yang's heart seemed to be full of things, and he was very satisfied.Mu Beimo hadn't woken up yet, and had nothing to do, Ming Yang began to look at Mu Beimo's face.

This face, this unparalleled face in the world, once you see it, you will never forget it, and you will never forget it: On weekdays, a man stands in the sun, with a handsome and arrogant face, with pupils of cold stars on a winter night, icy cold There was an irresistible aura of royal pride in the clear and slightly tender eyes.In addition, a head of long black hair fluttered on Ming Yang's face, reflecting the smoothness of the sun, as if there was a slight golden luster in the hair, not like a real person.

At this moment, Mu Beimo closed his eyes quietly, with less of the usual coldness and a little more tenderness, and his thin lips were slightly raised upwards, with a little evil charm. , Ming Yang stared dumbfounded at this beautiful yet tough face, last night his master's eyes were filled with tenderness, and he expressed his affection to him, Ming Yang only felt that he was probably today's face. The happiest person down there.

Mingyang stared at him so hotly, how could Mu Beimo not know, he chuckled in his heart, turned over and yucked him firmly.

"Why is Yang'er looking at the king like this? Huh?" Mu Beimo's voice was hoarse as if he woke up in the morning, as if scratching Ming Yang's soft heart.

"Are you awake?" Ming Yang raised his head, looked at Mu Beimo's unfathomable deep pupils, and smiled cheerfully in the morning.

"Yeah." Mu Beimo looked at Ming Yang's clear eyes, as if he had fallen into the sea of ​​stars, thinking that he had long ago started to yearn for the clear and clean eyes, unlike the simplicity of a royal person.Mu Beimo thought about it, and slowly tightened his arms around Ming Yang.

"It's time to learn archery today. Brother Beimo hasn't forgotten, right?" Ming Yang smiled and buried his head in Mu Beimo's tea-scented arms, greedily inhaling the familiar smell.

"Yang'er, should I change my mouth?" Mu Beimo frowned invisibly. Mu Beimo hadn't forgotten about learning archery, but Yang'er's name seemed to be changed.

"Huh? What should I say?" Ming Yang raised his head in doubt, and looked at Mu Beimo inexplicably.

"My name is Mr. Wang." Mu Beimo chuckled, lowered his head and pecked Ming Yang's tender lips.

Ming Yang's face turned red in a blink of an eye, called Xianggong?Damn!This is too shameful?

"What? Yang'er doesn't want to? Then the king will be angry." Mu Beimo imitated Ming Yang's usual coquettish tone, which seemed a bit shameful.

"Xiang, Xiang... Oh! I can't scream!" Ming Yang covered his flushed face, and was about to collapse.

"Hehe, that's all, I'll let you off today, and I'll call my king Beimo from now on, Yang'er understands?" Mu Beimo smiled helplessly, seeing that Ming Yang was so shy, he couldn't push too hard.

"Yang'er understands." Ming Yang nodded, but still didn't dare to look up at Mu Beimo.

"Huh?" Mu Beimo frowned, his tone a little uncomfortable.

"Ah, Bei, Beimo." Ming Yang lowered his head and called out almost inaudibly.

"En." Mu Beimo responded in satisfaction, lifted Ming Yang's chin, lowered his head and kissed it, and did not let go until the person in his arms turned red and was out of breath.

Yuan Yiyou came in to change Ming Yang's clothes with an aunt's smile on his face. Seeing Ming Yang's red and swollen lips, his heart burst into laughter. It seemed that the late emperor's last wish would soon be fulfilled.

"Let's go, lady!" Mu Beimo waited for Ming Yang to change into his court clothes, and smiled and put his arm on Ming Yang's shoulder.

"Don't, don't bark!" Ming Yang saw Yuan Yi's blessed expression, blushed instantly, and walked forward quickly.

"Hahaha..." Mu Beimo smiled and caught up with Ming Yang.

"Director Yuan, is it okay for the regent and the emperor to be together?" Xiao Jiazi looked at the backs of the two and asked a little strangely.

"This is what the late emperor wanted, and it's not something we slaves can control." Yuan Yi glanced at little Jiazi and smiled.

"However, the emperor is a man, and besides, there are many daughters in the capital who want to marry the regent, Xiao Jiazi is afraid that our emperor will suffer from a man." Xiao Jiazi was a little worried. Make countless enemies.

"Don't worry, although our emperor is kind-hearted, he is born to be taken care of by someone like the regent, so we won't let those cheap things dirty our emperor's eyes. Let's go, stop talking, and follow the master quickly." Ming Yang and the others had already gone a long way, Yuan Yi hurriedly urged Xiao Jiazi to follow.

"Xiao Yin, what happened to the matter I asked you to inquire about?" Di Qiu sat in front of the vanity mirror, his eyebrows drawn in a charming posture.

"My lady, the prince did spend the night in the Hall of Mental Cultivation for the past two days. After that, the prince and the emperor went to court together. The two behaved intimately, like, like..." Xiao Yin hesitated, I don't know if I should go on with the rest.

"Like what?" Di Qiu frowned, a little impatiently.

"Just like newlyweds." Xiao Yin knelt down trembling, afraid that Di Qiu would get angry. These days, the prince has never been in the side concubine's room, and Di Qiu would vent his anger on the maids in the palace from time to time. Marks of being whipped.

"What did you say?" Di Qiu clenched his teeth, his beautiful eyes were about to pop out of their sockets, a little terrified.

"The slave said that the prince and the emperor are like newlyweds."

"Get out, get out, my concubine!" Di Qiu angrily swept away the things on the table, with a grim expression on his face.She made a deal with General Zhenbei at the cost of her body, and made herself the side concubine of King Mo. She thought that she would soon get King Mo, and after she was pregnant with a child, she would become Princess Mo. Unexpectedly, it took so long Mu Beimo didn't even look him in the eye. She was not reconciled, not reconciled, to being busy with government affairs or staying with the emperor every day and night!She didn't believe it. Could it be that she was no match for a man?Suddenly, she remembered that it would be Spring Hunting after a while, and it would not be impossible for her to tell King Mo that she wanted to go together. Suddenly, she thought about it.

"Zhancheng, have you been feeling better these two days? Xiao Jiazi came to tell me that you suddenly caught a cold, and I was really shocked. I said, why don't I see you for two days!" Ming Yang immersed himself in the past two days. In his joy, he didn't notice that Zhan Cheng was not around these two days. He heard Xiao Jiazi say that Zhan Cheng was unwell this morning, so he hurried over to have a look, but he saw him at the gate of the hall.

"Zhan Cheng is already much better, don't bother the emperor." Zhan Cheng saluted, his face remained unchanged, but he felt a little helpless in his heart.For the past two days, Xiao Chuyue had been relying on him, and he couldn't drive him away, which made it difficult for him to walk, so he could only lie that he had caught a cold.

"That's good. If you really can't hold on, go back and rest." Ming Yang looked at Zhan Cheng with some worry, and just now he discovered that Zhan Cheng's body was so weak that he couldn't even walk steadily. (What a simple little emperor, you will experience it in the future, alas~)

"No, Zhancheng is fine." Zhancheng shook his head with a smile. When he thought that Xiao Chuyue might appear in his room at any time, he didn't want to go back, he would rather endure the pain.

"Okay then, let's go to the shooting range. Today I'm going to learn how to ride and shoot." Ming Yang shook his sleeves, turned and walked towards the shooting range.

"Putting on the shooting range~"

"I'm waiting to meet the emperor!" In the shooting range, Xiao Chuyue and Mu Beimo were both present, and Xiao Chuyue saluted with everyone.

"Let's get down!" Yang'er smiled and asked them to excuse him, but his eyes were always glued to Mu Beimo.

"Brother Beimo!"

"Huh? What should it be called? Yang'er forgot again?" Mu Beimo looked at Ming Yang, narrowing his eyes dangerously, and the warning in his eyes was obvious.

"Bei, Beimo." Ming Yang blushed a little, unexpectedly, Mu Beimo wanted him to do this in front of so many people.

"Well, An Yi, bring the bow and crossbow that I made for the emperor." Mu Beimo nodded in satisfaction, then turned his head and ordered to An Yi who was at the side.

"Yes, my lord." An An turned around, took out the crossbow, and handed it to Mu Beimo respectfully.

"Yang'er, you are weak. The king has made you a crossbow that suits you a few days ago. It will not be so difficult to use. Come and try it." Mu Beimo held the crossbow in his hand. bow and crossbow, greeted Ming Yang with a smile.

"Okay, why is Brother Beimo so good?" Ming Yang was a little surprised, he walked over and took the crossbow from Mu Beimo's hand.

"Let's try it together." Mu Beimo stood up with a smile, and brought Ming Yang to the archery position.

"Like this, with a crossbow in one hand." Mu Beimo circled Ming Yang lightly behind him, covering him completely.

Ming Yang was surrounded by Mu Beimo, and his whole body was full of Mu Beimo's aura. He held the bow and crossbow, and felt that Mu Beimo's big cold hand covered his own. In an instant, his heart beat Like thunder, Ming Yang could no longer hear what Mu Beimo was talking about, he just thought about why this man always made him lose his mind and panicked.

"Yang'er?" Mu Beimo said, but didn't hear Ming Yang's response. When he looked down, the person in front of him was flushing, staring at the hands they held together.

"Yang'er? Are you distracted?" Mu Beimo chuckled, and his warm breath swept over Ming Yang's sensitive neck, causing Ming Yang to shrink his neck reflexively.

"Huh?" Ming Yang realized that he was distracted, and quickly withdrew from Mu Beimo's embrace.

However, Mu Beimo didn't let Mingyang go out. With his arms tightened, Mingyang was firmly held in Mu Beimo's arms.

Ming Yang shook his head, making himself serious.

Xiao Chuyue, who was drinking tea at the side, looked at Mu Beimo and Mu Beimo who were exuding love in the distance, and then looked at Zhancheng who kept a certain distance from him, feeling a little bitter in his heart.

From the first time he saw Zhancheng, he gradually fell in love with Zhancheng. He was obviously so weak, but he always protected Mingyang's safety at the first moment.He obviously likes himself, but he refuses to say it out, obviously at that time, it hurts so much, so he can only grit his teeth and bear it.How much he wished that Zhancheng could rely on him like Mingyang relied on Mu Beimo, and told him that he liked him personally. Unfortunately, he fell in love with such a master who would only endure silently and would not take the initiative to fight for him.The misunderstanding between him and Zhancheng has not been eliminated. Two years ago, he was forced to make a marriage contract with Nie Xiner. He knew that this would hurt Zhancheng, but he couldn't help it. He thought he had made a marriage contract. Zhancheng He would become anxious and confess his feelings to himself, but he never thought that Zhancheng had endured it silently for two years.In the future, he should take the initiative. I only hope that Mu Beimo can get rid of the internal troubles quickly so that he can explain clearly to Zhancheng.

Zhancheng felt bitter in his heart. He watched his beloved man get engaged to someone else, but he was helpless, and he didn't even have the courage to express his heart. Zhancheng stood aside, but felt that his eyes suddenly went dark, just like that He fell straight down.

"Zhancheng!" Xiao Chuyue, who had been paying attention to Zhancheng, panicked, rushed over to catch him, and carried him back to the general's mansion directly using lightness kung fu.

"Boss!" The other guards on the side were also frightened, and they were about to step forward to help him, but a black shadow flashed by, and the guard Zhan disappeared.

"Did you see something fly past just now?" A guard asked a little dazedly.

"Stupid! It was General Xiao who caught the boss and flew away!" Another guard looked at the guard next to him in disgust.It took the two of them a while to realize that the boss had fainted, why was General Xiao so nervous?