My lord auspicious? !

After lying on the couch, handsome turned over and buried his head in the pillow, his shoulders kept twitching.

The emperor stood behind him and looked at him for a long time before turning around without saying a word.

"Keep my playing cards!" Yingjun said in a muffled voice unwillingly, a little childish. X's!Lie to Lao Tzu, insult Lao Tzu, play with Lao Tzu, and finally obey Lao Tzu's things, even the emperor has no way.

The emperor turned his head to look at his rascal, really angry and funny.

"I spoke a bit harshly just now! I take it back... I will come to see you tomorrow... You should have a good rest... I will send some medicine to reduce swelling later. "After the emperor finished speaking, he ignored Yingjun's request, and cheekily took his things... and slipped away.

After crying a lot, Yingjun twisted his nose, leaned cross-legged on the couch and collapsed into a ball.His head was completely confused.For the emperor's hot and cold attitude, but also for his "homosexual first love" that was trampled upon when he was just sprouting.What the hell is going on with this shit?I met the master of "face changing"?

Probably because they heard the crying of their young master, no one dared to come in to persuade him for a while.

After a while, Wang Desheng personally delivered a bottle of medicine that was said to be good for reducing swelling.

While taking the medicine bottle, Eunuch Hai guessed in his heart that the good medicine for "reducing swelling" was to eliminate "where is the swelling".Could it be that... hehe... the father-in-law is evil in his heart.Just now they saw the emperor leaving their palace in disheveled clothes, and heard their young mistress sobbing, could it be... huh?Eunuch Hai raised his eyebrows evilly for the first time.

"Go! Ask the small kitchen to prepare some light food for dinner, and change the little master to a comfortable cushion." Eunuch Hai instructed thoughtfully.

Although the others felt strange, they didn't dare to ask any more questions.

Handsome was in a daze all afternoon, and finally woke up during dinner.But that's because of hunger.He wobbled in his loafers and walked to the door, his hair and clothes still in a mess.

"Have you eaten yet?" The little master rubbed his sore eyelids and asked.

Shao Hong and Xiao Luzi could not help but become evil in their minds when they saw his appearance clearly.Could it be that the emperor used force on their young master, so that's why the young master cried?That "swelling" medicine... is used to reduce the swelling "over there"?

"Hey! The food is ready. Will you use it now?" Xiao Luzi whispered.

Handsome nodded, turned around and re-entered, and sat on the couch again.

I want to eat some good supplements.Yesterday I told the kitchen to eat braised pork knuckles, I don’t know if there is any today?

Shao Hong and Xiao Luzi brought the dinner to the table, and Yingjun took a closer look: white rice porridge, pickled cucumbers, tofu in sauce, aspic... Damn it!Why is there no decent dish?

There was a faint sourness flooding in my heart again, I am so pitiful.Not only was he broken in love and was insulted by others, but he couldn't even eat a full and delicious meal!

"Little master! What's the matter with you?" Shao Hong asked eagerly when he saw that he was staring at the porridge and side dishes in a daze, his eyes were red.

"I'm going to eat pig's trotter~~~" Yingjun threw his chopsticks and roared majesticly, tears streaming down like a waterfall.

"Little master, you, you are all swollen... It's better to eat something light to avoid suffering!" Xiao Luzi tried to persuade secretly.

The handsome man wiped his tears with his claws in embarrassment, "What?" The young master didn't understand for a while.

Xiao Luzi was embarrassed.He can't tell the little master directly: Your chrysanthemum is swollen, you can't eat too greasy things, right?

Xiao Luzi turned to look at Shao Hong, Shao Hong also looked embarrassed, hesitating to speak.

"What are you trying to say?" Yingjun was annoyed.Why is nothing going well all day?

"Hey! Little master! These two brats want you to pay attention to XX flowers! Aren't they all swollen?" Eunuch Hai, who came in from the door, yelled loudly.

Yingjun just swallowed a mouthful of porridge, and before he could swallow it, he spewed out all of it, jumped up and spit out fire like a fire dragon, furious: "Your mother is swollen! ——%...&*￥#@(the following harmony one hundred words)"

The night is dark and the candles are like beans.The noisy "Huanhuayuan" finally quieted down, immersed in a deep silence.

Handsome sat on his exclusive desk, propped his head on one hand, and wrote quickly on the paper with the other.After eating two big pig's trotters for dinner, he was already satisfied.Now I just want to pour all the dissatisfaction and indignation on the tip of the pen, and use the "plagiarism story" to settle myself down.

At the top of the page, there are three large characters of chicken feet steak - Deer and Ding Ji. Below is a series of outlines based on the memories from the TV series. paper.

The palace people had already been sent to rest by him.The eunuch who was on duty at night on the corridor had already fallen asleep.

In the thick darkness, a vague figure rolled down from the beam, and walked softly around behind Zhen Yingjun.It wasn't until he got close to the big candle that he realized that the shadow was a masked man in black.

The man in black stretched out his hand to pick up the written paper on the desk, and looked at it intently by the candlelight. When he saw the three big characters at the top of the page - Jinbubao, his eyes showed great surprise.

He probably didn't expect that the person in front of him was the most popular writer out there.After briefly reading the outline on the paper, the masked man lowered his head and looked at the boy crawling on the table with a smile in his eyes.

The masked man extended a hand towards Zhen Yingjun's head.Suddenly, a silver light flashed in the darkness, and the masked man spun twice in the air with quick eyes and hands, stretched out his hand to pinch two small silver needles, and fixed his gaze on a dark corner of it.

The air froze for a moment, and then the masked man jumped up and rushed forward. Almost at the same time as him, another man in black jumped up in the corner and confronted him with both fists, standing deadlocked in the air.

The muffled sound of fists and feet colliding rang out in the dark night.After the two unidentified men in black fought for a while, they saw Zhen Yingjun, who had been sleeping soundly, sitting up sucking his saliva.

The moment he sat up, the two men in black squatted down at the same time.

Who knew that Zhen Yingjun just changed his position in a daze, climbed down and continued to sleep.

The two masked men squatting on the ground looked into each other's eyes in the darkness.One of the masked men looked surprised for a moment, as if he had noticed something. The moment he was distracted, the other masked man rushed through the side window and quickly disappeared into the night.

The remaining masked man in black in the room shook his eyes hesitantly.Then he walked to Zhen Yingjun's side lightly, picked up the white paper that fell on the ground, put it in his arms, and quickly walked out of the room, running towards the "Longze Palace".

In the hall of "Longze Hall", the emperor is reviewing the memorials before the dragon case.The man in black came out of the corner without a sound and knelt down in front of him.

"What's the matter?" The emperor didn't stop the vermilion pen in his hand, nor did he raise his eyes.

The man in black looked calmly at the ground in front of him, "The subordinates didn't notice anything unusual."

"Oh?" The emperor slightly expressed doubts in his tone.

"It's true." The man in black took out the white paper from his pocket, "I just found something interesting." He sent the paper to the emperor's dragon case.

The emperor picked up the piece of paper with two fingers and scanned it quickly, "What is this?" In fact, he wanted to ask, who wrote this, it was the ugliest handwriting he had ever seen in his life.

"The emperor doesn't know?" The man in black also expressed his surprise slightly, his eyes looked at the signature on the first paragraph of the white paper, "Could it be that the emperor, who is famous for his gold, has forgotten?"

The emperor's slightly lowered eyes flickered for a moment, and then he focused on the three words "gold will not fall". "Oh! It's him! The one who wrote the story."

The eyebrows of the man in black moved calmly.Write a story! ?This comment seems to be a bit interesting.

"What do you mean by giving this to me?" The emperor looked up at the man in black puzzled.

"This is taken from Mr. Ruifeng's desk in Huanhuayuan. Mr. Ruifeng is the owner of this handwriting..." the man in black said in a dull tone.

A look of surprise appeared on the emperor's face. "You mean that Jin Bu is the male concubine in my palace?"

The man in black didn't answer, but silently nodded and retreated.

The emperor looked down at the chicken feet in disbelief, gold won't fall! ?hansome! ?His concubine? ?It seems that his treacherous and despicable concubine has many different identities!interesting! !

PS: Mou Lan re-read the little master and edited the following, which caused the chapters to be messed up!Mou Lan also recommends "Samsara: Slaying the Wolf", the writing style is definitely different from the little master's, it is what I really want to write, please support!