Dodder Pampering Handbook

Teenagers should only see picturesque things.

Zhao Chanzhen lay down on the stone table and looked at him, with a wicked look in his eyes, looking forward to his answer.

Zhong Cheng's dark eyes were deep, as if he was admiring a peerless painting.Time slowed down because of this, and he could see Zhao Chanzhen's broken hair blown by the wind.

There is also the peach-like fine hair on his cheeks that has not faded away.

It looks good-looking, and even every stray strand of hair seems to have been carefully calculated, just looking at it makes people thrilling.

Not to mention his slender waist when he was lying there.

Under his watchful eyes, Zhong Ting didn't say anything, he reached out to pick up the flagon, poured a glass of wine, and drank it down.

Zhao Chanzhen sat back to his seat, holding his face with one hand, still looking at him with great interest, his Adam's apple moved slightly, and he even stretched out his hand to touch his Adam's apple, as if he was comparing something.

"Uncle Royal."

"Ok?"

"Have I grown up?"

Zhao Chanzhen took the jug from his hand, filled Zhong Cheng's glass, and poured himself another glass.

Zhong Cheng couldn't figure out his intention, so he just gave a faint "hmm".

Zhao Chanzhen took the wine glass with both hands, and brought it to his lips.There was a trace of wine stained on the red lips, and before he drank it, he suddenly stopped his movements, and the shame on his cheeks was like the sunset.

He tilted his head slightly, looked at Zhong Cheng, and said, "No wonder, I seem to have someone I like."

"So it's because I've grown up." Zhao Chanzhen obediently drank the wine in the glass, and just wanted to pour it down again, but a hand stretched out in front of him, stopping his movement.

Zhong Teng's heart skipped a beat, and he sank suddenly.After a while, he had already gone through it in his mind, the little emperor learned to like people, who did he like?

A maid in the palace?Or was it some moth that Deng Qiu provoked?

"Who is Your Majesty falling in love with?" Afraid that he felt that he was too lenient, Zhong Teng added: "If the daughter of a minister's family in the court is of an appropriate age, she can marry into the palace."

But I still feel a little uncomfortable.It took Zhong Cheng a lot of strength to hold back his frowning, which ruined the conversation between the two of them.

At first, I was thinking of the peach blossoms on the human face, but now seeing the shy smile on Zhao Chanzhen's face, he actually got a little angry.

"What if it's a woman from an ordinary family?"

"How could Your Majesty know a woman from an ordinary family?"

Very good, Zhong Teng is almost sure that it was Deng Qiu's good deed.He was already thinking about how to teach the father and son a lesson.

He heard that Zhao Chanzhen was still igniting his anger unknowingly.

He said: "He is not a woman from an ordinary family. I... I... He is usually very good to me, even too good. This makes me a little unclear about what he wants." The little emperor sighed helplessly, The expression is also a little wistful, as if trapped by love.

"Qiu Shi?" This is really possible, they are childhood sweethearts, and Qiu Shi is so good at taking care of others, it is possible that the little emperor will be tempted.

If the little emperor is handed over to her, she can rest assured.Can……

I don't know what Zhong Cheng is thinking, he has a high nose and deep eyes, and his wild sword eyebrows are tightly frowned.

Zhao Chan's heart beat a little, and he even wanted to back down.His feelings are not acceptable.Even among folks, it is a sensational thing for men to fall in love.

Although Deng Qiu told him that this kind of thing is rare and common in Nanfeng Pavilion.Even some literati are proud of this, but the relationship between them is a benefactor relationship.

What are I and King Yong'an worth?

The heart of a teenager is impulsive and fragile.Even just thinking about the twists and turns, Zhao Chan really felt as if someone was gouging out his heart.

"Uncle Huang, it's not Qiushi." In the end, he just answered dryly, but when Zhong Teng tried to ask again, he said, "Don't ask any more, it's impossible for me and him."

He hung his wrists lightly, and sat there with his head bowed, as if he was very sad.

Zhong Cheng thought about how to comfort him.He seems to have never loved anyone, his life is too long, or, the stone itself will not have this feeling.

But the human body is different, he can actually feel the sadness of the little emperor.

Zhong Cheng covered his heart, feeling that the beating there was heavy and slow.

"Your Majesty, if the two loves last for a long time, how can they last day and night." Zhong Cheng comforted him earnestly, no wonder the little emperor wanted to bring himself here today, it turned out that it was a young man's mind, and he was ashamed to be listened to.

This is also a side proof that they have a good relationship, right?

Zhao Chanzhen still didn't say a word, Zhong Teng said again: "This is the king's favorite sentence of love, I will send it to Your Majesty."

Zhao Chanzhen finally raised his head to look at him, his eyes were shining brightly, at least there was no golden bean.

Zhong Cheng breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhao Chanzhen's expression was complicated: "Really?"

Zhong Ting said: "Of course it is true."

Zhao Chanzhen smiled lightly from the corner of his mouth, and the atmosphere eased a lot. He poured another glass of wine for Zhong Ting himself: "Thank you for your comfort, Uncle Huang, let's have another glass."

Zhong Cheng saw that he seemed to be thinking about it, and his heart was sour and astringent. He picked up the wine glass and drank it. He only felt that the scene blended together, and the wine seemed to be a bit bitter.

As it was getting late, Zhong Teng was coaxed to drink one cup after another. I don't know if he drank too much, and his head was a little dizzy. I only felt that the little emperor's face seemed anxious.

A thought suddenly came to mind, the little emperor probably wanted to get him drunk, then kill him, and then pretend to slip and drown, right?

But in the next second, Zhong Teng thought about it. If this was the case, he would consider the task completed.

Even if the villain leader himself can be killed, can't the little emperor become the real dragon emperor?

He couldn't help laughing, his consciousness gradually faded. He was helped by the little emperor to the bamboo couch beside him, and he didn't forget to eat two bites of tofu before going to bed. Call me mother..."

After all, he closed his eyes and lay there unconscious.

Insects and frogs croaked in the lotus pond, half of the project was completed, Zhao Chan really felt so noisy all around.

He sat there, the sky was dim, and he couldn't see clearly.

After a while, he was playing with the jug and pressing the inconspicuous mechanism.

When Deng Qiu gave this to him at the beginning, he would have thought, is he trying to drug the emperor's uncle?

Zhao Chan really let out a breath, showing a bright smile.Deng Qiu is very smart, maybe he has already peeped out his thoughts from some details, so he took him to the Nanfeng Pavilion, and showed him some indescribable picture albums.

He also cleverly sent this jug and a drug that can make people who are not drunk with a thousand cups drunk.

Deng Qiu said at that time: "Your Majesty is Your Majesty, the world belongs to you, and the power to kill everyone is in your hands."

Zhao Chanzhen stood by the couch, looking at the man lying there, letting him do whatever he wanted, with an uncertain expression.

He is His Majesty, so it is perfectly normal to want to keep people who treat him well by his side, and no one can resist him.

But he just sat down on the side of the couch, and used his eyes to paint Zhong Cheng's sleeping and relaxed eyebrows over and over again.

The man he had looked up to since he was nine years old would actually lie harmlessly beside him like this one day.

This strange sense of satisfaction, and the entanglement of frantic exploration on the edge of danger and out of control.It made his heart beat a little abnormally.

"Uncle Huang. Why are you being so kind to me?" He was a little helpless, if this person was still as arrogant and moody as before.

Perhaps he had already torn his flesh and tasted the sweetness of victory.

Lowering his head, Zhao Chanzhen blinked his moist eyes, and said softly: "In front of the emperor's uncle, I don't want to be the emperor, I just want to be the emperor's Zenzhen."

So, he closed his eyes, his eyelashes fluttered slightly, his heart seemed to reach his throat, and he almost broke out of his body, running towards the person he was thinking about day and night.

In the end, all the longing turned into a light kiss, which fell on Zhong Cheng's side face.

It was like being touched by a butterfly that was as light as nothing with its sweet tentacles.

Zhao Chanzhen straightened up in a panic, and didn't even see Zhong Ting's trembling eyelids.

After saying that, he suddenly woke up, and said to the place where there was no one: "I want to go back."

A small boat came out of the load, and the man rowing the boat was wearing a coir raincoat, so he couldn't see his expression clearly.

Zhao Chanzhen felt that he knew everything.

After getting on the boat, he looked back at Zhong Teng who was sleeping soundly on the bamboo couch, and sighed, "Let's go."

The sound of the hull breaking through the water gradually faded away.

Zhong Teng waited with his eyes closed for another half an hour in a daze, then pretended to wake up suddenly, and slowly opened his eyes.

There were two eunuchs standing in the pavilion, as if they were waiting for him to wake up.Zhong Cheng asked suspiciously: "What time is it? Where is Your Majesty?"

"Go back to the prince, your majesty has already gone back. The gate of the palace has been locked, please invite the prince to stay in the side hall for one night."

At this time, it is indeed impossible to leave the palace.

Zhong Cheng stretched out his hand to touch his face, but abruptly changed his movements, put his fist to his lips, and asked, "Is the side hall far away from His Majesty? This king seems to have some fever."

As soon as he clenched his fist, he realized that something was wrong. Where did the two sleeve stones in his palm go?

Thinking about it again, when Zhao Chanzhen took the opportunity to attack him, he seemed to have touched his hand.

So it was then that the stone was moved along?It's a pity for Zhong Teng, those two stones are his new love... they are quite beautiful.

Seeing that his face turned red strangely, the palace servants believed him, and hurriedly said: "Let's arrange a place for the prince to live far away, and ask the prince to go back with us."

Zhong Ting sat on the boat ashore, feeling a little complicated.

Did Zhao Chan really know that he was awake?Is this a test of the emperor's scheming?Or are you really interested in him?

Zhong Teng couldn't figure it out, how could a good child become bent after being raised?

After much deliberation, Deng Qiu could only be blamed.He had calculated thousands of times, but he did not count Deng Qiu as a scourge, which would lead the little emperor to such a path of no return.

Seeing his uncertain expression, the little eunuch who rowed the boat was almost frightened.

Zhong Cheng lost his sleeve stone, so he could only turn his jade finger to vent his anxiety.

There seemed to be a moist touch on his cheeks, like a cluster of tiny flames, slowly burning from the side of his face to the bottom of his heart.

He wished he could wake up Zhao Chanzhen and ask him if he knew what he was doing.

But after thinking about it, I found it very troublesome.

Forget it, the kiss will be kissed.Maybe he has no father since he was a child, and he treats himself like a father and brother, full of admiration.

Zhong Teng never struggled with one thing for too long. Although he was a stone, he didn't have the stubbornness to not turn back without bumping into the south wall.

When he got ashore, he became that majestic and unpredictable Yong'an King again.

Zhao Chanzhen was sitting in the dark hall, and the palace servants had already been dismissed by him.Dabao was lying at his feet, his green eyes were staring at the woman kneeling on the ground, it was very creepy.

Zhao Chanzhen said softly: "Did you hear it with your own ears?"

"Your Majesty...Your Majesty, the servants were sweeping the floor outside the palace at that time. Before King Yong'an entered, the Empress Dowager lost her temper, so the servants became more careful and hid aside while they were not paying attention. It's true, but the Empress Dowager yelled that sentence. At that time, Aunt Suyue sent someone out to check the situation, if it wasn't for the clever servants who ran out, I guess I won't be able to see you now."

"Who is he?" Zhao Chanzhen sat there, the court lady didn't even dare to lift her head, so she couldn't see the flickering candlelight on his face clearly, she just felt that his words were extremely depressing, and it made people feel uncomfortable listening to him. be terrified.

"Slave... slaves don't know."

Zhao Chanzhen smiled suddenly, and the two Yuhua stones in his hands made a "squeak" sound when he squeezed them.

"I suddenly regretted that I let King Yong'an go just now."

The author has something to say:

What will the little emperor do when he learns the truth...

Looking forward to it (˙ー˙)