I draw doujinshi in ancient times

Then, as if dissatisfied, he directly dragged Cheng Cheng onto the stage, raised his hands high, and announced to everyone below: "This is me, Zhu Taqing, future brother, bosom friend!"

Xiao Yu's expression was anxious under the platform: "My lord, this..."

There were still girls playing the piano and dancing on the stage. The two of them directly disturbed the interest of the audience. Even the girl on the stage was stunned, and the hands that were playing the piano and plucking the strings stopped.

"Drinking and drinking crazy!"

"Drunk maniac, get out, don't disturb our interest!"

Everyone below was dissatisfied, Cheng Cheng smiled awkwardly, and dragged them down.

"Sorry, sorry, everyone."

Cheng Cheng helped the man down the stage, and while helping the man to the side room, he told Xiao Yu: "Go and ask if there is any medicine for sobering up."

Cheng Cheng supported her, and he still had to keep climbing up, and there was still a hot and humid breath coming from the neck. Anyone who saw it felt that the two were very close.

Zhu Taqing's eyelids were heavy, so he could only squint to look at the person in front of him. The profile of his face was fair and his cheeks were rounded, making him look fleshy and non-aggressive. He stretched out his hand involuntarily to poke him.

After feeling the soft touch of the fingertips, he said in surprise: "Ah, it's really soft!"

When Cheng Cheng heard this, his gaze immediately fell to the woman on the shoulder, he pulled her fingers away, and smiled helplessly, "Miss, be careful."

Zhu Taqing immediately yelled: "I'm not a lady, I'm your brother! I'm a man!"

When they arrived in the wing room, Cheng Cheng immediately pulled off the brown sugar on his body, threw it on the bed, and went to the table to pour a cup of tea.

After drinking the herbal tea, my heart feels much smoother.

Just as he was about to take his second sip, a warm body stuck to his back again, "Brother, why didn't you call me for drinking?"

Cheng Cheng's body froze, and his heart wanted to cry without tears: Sister, this hero's confidante is too annoying!

But he had no choice but to turn his head and explain patiently, "This is not wine, it's tea."

"I don't care, I don't care, I want to drink!" The child snarled.

The magic sound lingered in his ears, and Cheng Cheng felt his ears were numb, if you don't eat the soft ones, they will harden!

Cheng Cheng was about to grab Zhu Taqing with his hands, but the door was pushed open, and when he raised his head, he saw Xiao Yu's shocked expression.

Xiao Yuben held the sober medicine, and quickly pushed the door open, the young man was stuck behind his back, and the two of them were so close that they were about to kiss.

Xiao Yu put the hangover medicine on the table, then walked out quickly and closed the door thoughtfully.

"Master, excuse me, take your time."

Cheng Cheng was depressed, and shouted: "Get the hell out of here, I'm such a person who takes advantage of others' danger!"

The door was pushed open a crack, Xiao Yu tentatively showed her head, and laughed: "My lord..."

Cheng Cheng pouted: "Help me pull this man away and help him onto the bed."

The woman was very strong, and Xiao Yu was still able to hold her hand together for a long time, so Cheng Cheng had no choice but to soften his voice, and coaxed: "Get off me first, and I will serve you wine."

Zhu Taqing said, well, no one else, and consciously lay back on the bed.

The master and servant looked at each other.

"Hurry up, hurry up, I want a drink!"

Cheng Cheng took the hangover medicine and walked to the edge of the bed, "Come, drink."

The person didn't doubt it, he just took it and poured it into his mouth, but before he swallowed it, his brows tightened, as if he was about to spit it out.

Cheng Cheng had sharp eyes and quick hands, and immediately pressed Zhu Taqing's mouth, tilted his head back, and the medicine went down his throat.

"Cough...cough..."

After a while, Cheng Cheng saw that the potion had all gone in, put down his hands, heaved a sigh of relief, and turned around after solving a big problem.

Then they were thrown by someone, they were unprepared, both of them fell on the floor, Cheng Cheng grinned in pain, naturally he was not happy to be a meat pad for someone.

The person on the body seemed to be trying to open his eyes wide, maybe the hangover medicine had also played a role, and the double image in front of his eyes was decreasing.

Zhu Ta leaned towards the person below him, his face was full of doubts, and he poked his face with his hand.

"You—!" Cheng Cheng was furious, as soon as he uttered a syllable, he was completely stopped by the next syllable.

"Why do you look like that cannon fodder?"

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There is still a smear of red in the sky, which is slowly falling to the west mountain, and the sky is a little dark.

Cheng Cheng lifted the curtain of the car and looked out, only to see a row of gulls flying by in the sky, and they were about to return to the palace, and the tall brick red lacquered wall was getting closer and closer.

Zhu Taqing's words flashed repeatedly in his mind, and his heart slowly fell into darkness.

What did she mean by that sentence?Am I not the only one wearing books?Zhu Taqing also has a system and tasks?

Surrounded by all kinds of questions, his face became more and more gloomy. He felt that it was time to have a good chat with the system.

The system strikes first: Host, I don't know anything.

Good job, block the road first, Cheng Cheng had to swallow the words stuck in his throat.

Cheng Cheng looked up at the sky, feeling for the first time the insignificance and uncertainty of the script in his hands, as if a pair of big hands were messing with everything.

When I got outside the gate of the East Palace, I looked up at the plaque outside the gate, but I couldn't even step in.

Since the moon incident that day, although he lived under the same roof, he and Fu Xun saw less and less time.

Although he also intentionally reduced the time spent with Fu Xun, it seemed that Fu Xun avoided him more.

As soon as they met, Fu Xun immediately turned his head to the other side, like a stranger, although this was also what Cheng Cheng expected in his mind, for his mission.

But every time Fu Xun looked over, when they looked at each other for a moment, the emotions contained in his eyes, disappointment, boredom, all mixed together.

Cheng Cheng had to care about it, and the guilt in his heart became deeper and deeper, but he could only turn a blind eye.

Seeing Young Master standing outside the door, Xiao Yu said, "Young Master, why don't you go in?"

Stepping over the threshold, Cheng Cheng shook his head and explained to Xiao Yu: "I was thinking about something just now."

I thought in my heart: Forget it, just try to avoid the male lead in the future, and don't look at those eyes.

This idea only slipped around in his mind, and before it was strengthened, Cheng Cheng raised his eyes and saw Fu Xun standing alone in the garden, holding an umbrella in his hand. It was evening, and there was no strong sun, nor wind and rain. .

Fu Xun, who was holding an umbrella, looked very weird. The weird Cheng Cheng was shocked when he saw it for a moment.

Then calm down: "Why are you here?"

Fu Xun put away the umbrella and handed it to Cheng Cheng, "It will rain tomorrow, remember to bring an umbrella when you go out."

Cheng Cheng was moved and burst into tears: Woohoo, sister, the hero still loves me!

Cheng Cheng took the umbrella, and a warm current flowed through his heart. On the one hand, he was careful about Fu Xun, and on the other hand, he felt Fu Xun's attention to him.

Fu Xun is really too kind!Cheng Cheng shouted in his heart.

Cheng Cheng raised his head and was about to say thank you, but he saw that the person in front of him had no expression on his face, and even his expression was very pale and cold, and the flame of excitement in his heart gradually died down.

Fu Xun's voice was cold, as if it was a routine thing, "The emperor's grandmother asked me to bring you this umbrella." After saying this, he turned around and walked back to the bedroom.

The flame in Cheng Cheng's heart went from small to gradually extinguished: "Thank you Queen Mother for me."

"There will be a Mid-Autumn Festival family banquet in three days, so don't miss it."

The door was closed, completely isolating the two of them.

Cheng Cheng looked at the umbrella in his hand, the wooden handle was slightly cool.

Half-consciously thinking: So Fu Xun's hands are cold...

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