Dodder Pampering Handbook

Zhao Chan was really sad, and someone outside the door suddenly reported: "Your Majesty, Prince Yong'an is asking to see you."

Zhong Teng stood outside the hall and did not see Zhenzhen and Dabao in the garden.On weekdays, they rest and sleep with Zhao Chanzhen.

The cicadas chirped incessantly, a little noisy.He twirled the jade wrench finger, feeling a little thumping in his heart.Originally, he planned to pretend that he didn't know anything, so he also went to the side hall and had dinner.

But when I ate it, I felt something was wrong.

Something is wrong, but the little emperor told him that he has someone he likes.

Then she kissed him furtively.

Let's count that as a kiss.

Zhong Cheng is a little awkward, so the little emperor's favorite person is him?

After thinking it through in this way, Zhong Cheng felt a little stuck in his throat and was at a loss.In his mind, when Zhao Chanzhen said that it was impossible for him and the person he liked, the tears in the corners of his eyes glistened.

Tossing and turning on the bed, unable to fall asleep, Zhong Teng planned to visit the little emperor, and test why he suddenly showed his scheming tonight.

The door opened, Zhong Cheng walked in, Zhao Xi's lips moved slightly, and he said softly: "Be careful."

how?Can the little emperor still eat him?

Zhong Ting disagreed.Going around the screen, there are ice tripods in the four corners of the hall, it is cool and cool, Zhao Chan really seems to be about to fall asleep, and was woken up from the bed again.He has long hair loose, with his back to him.

Sitting in front of the case, there is a moonlight outside the window.

As soon as the palace door was closed, the cicadas outside became much quieter.I don't know if it's really young, or if Zhong Teng's attention has been diverted.

He looked at the little emperor's back, and said softly, "Your Majesty, it's cold inside, so you should wear more."

Zhao Chanzhen turned his head slowly, holding the white cat in his arms, stroking its hair over and over again.

Zhong Cheng walked over slowly, sat beside him, trying to make up for the awkward atmosphere: "I was drunk just now, why didn't Your Majesty wake me up?"

"I can't bear to disturb." Zhao Chanzhen's voice was as soft as fog, and when the wind blew, it seemed to be scattered.

Zhong Teng had a hunch that something was wrong. Originally, he wanted to go straight to the point. Now that he was like this, he could only think of a more euphemistic way: "Your Majesty, do you have something to worry about?"

Zhao Chanzhen looked at him, his lips moved slightly, and his face was indifferent.

After a while, he said: "I am the Son of Heaven, so there is nothing to worry about."

It's over.Zhong Cheng can be sure that the little emperor's mood is absolutely at the bottom of the valley.

He racked his brains, "You can't say that, people often say that the heights are extremely cold."

It's so cold at the top, Zhao Chanzhen muttered, is this the way their mother and son take revenge on themselves?

No, not even revenge on yourself.

What did he count?It is just a weed, too inconspicuous, so it is trampled upon.Zhao Chan was really a little annoyed, and his chest heaved uncontrollably. He could even imagine how the Empress Dowager and King Yong'an laughed at him in private.

Even the kindness to him is all disguised to achieve the goal!Where did his biological mother go?Was she removed mercilessly like Yongya?

It made him sick to think that he was like a fool, thinking about the enemy's son day and night.Disgusting himself, and everything he owns!

Zhenzhen jumped out of his arms.

The teardrops in Zhao Chanzhen's eyes dripped onto his clothes with a "patta".Obviously he didn't want to cry, but his eyes were swollen and his heart hurt.

His hand was suddenly held by someone, and Zhong Teng forced him to loosen his clenched fingers, and saw his sleeve stones, "It turns out that they are here with His Majesty, so I can easily find them."

His voice was low, but in a relaxed tone, he spoke inappropriate words.

Zhao Chanzhen hardly dodged, and let him take away the hot and humid stone that he had pinched, and the tears flowed even more fiercely.He doesn't even matter about stones.

"What are you crying for, Your Majesty?" Zhong Cheng's tone was a little helpless, and he gently held Zhao Chanzhen's face with his big hands, making him look at him. He was really helpless. It was Zhao Chanzhen who secretly kissed him. It was Zhao Chanzhen who dared to get a reply.

He is so timid, so cowardly, even if he likes him, he only dares to sneak around, even if he kisses him, he even wants to drug him.

Like a little hedgehog, before anyone touches him, he curls up into a ball, hides in his own world, and weeps sadly.

But Zhong Cheng couldn't see him crying, and wished he could do his best to make Zhao Chanzhen take back the tears.

Wiping it by hand is useless.

Zhong Ting was against the moonlight, Zhao Chan really couldn't see his face clearly, he only felt his voice was soft and his movements were unfamiliar and stiff.

He slowly approached Zhao Chanzhen, and said: "Your Majesty, don't cry, I'll kiss you back, okay?"

Immediately, a somewhat dry kiss fell on Zhao Chanzhen's eyes.

Zhao Chan was really stunned, staring at him blankly.

Zhong Cheng licked his lips and said in a hoarse voice, "It's bitter."

The full of tears slipped down unconsciously, Zhong Cheng simply held his face again, put his thumb close to the corner of his mouth, and gently opened the arc.Forehead against forehead, Zhao Chanzhen closed his eyes and opened them again, his eyelashes trembling violently.

His mind went blank, and he didn't understand what was going on.

"Smile, it looks good." After finishing speaking, Zhong Cheng followed his cheeks, gradually, gradually, approaching his lips, bringing the tears from his thumb to his tongue, and let him taste it himself.

"Is it bitter?"

Zhong Cheng's eyes darkened, seeing that he was obediently raising his head, letting others manipulate him.Adam's apple swallows involuntarily.Zhao Chanzhen's lip color is really pretty, like a pink lotus that has not yet bloomed.

As soon as the wind blows, it will be crumbling together with the lotus leaves.

Zhao Chan was really trembling all over. He grabbed Zhong Cheng's shoulders and raised his head, revealing his slender and fragile neck.

Zhong Teng still couldn't hold back, and tasted some of the dew that fell on the lotus petals and rolled around.

very sweet.He couldn't help deepening it, and indulged himself in hugging the little emperor's trembling waist.He didn't raise his head until the person in his arms let out an uncontrollable moan.

Zhao Chan really felt as if he was in the sea, facing a dark storm, he swallowed timidly, opened his eyes tremblingly, and looked at Zhong Cheng's face.

But someone covered his eyes with his hands.

Zhong Cheng buried his face in his collarbone, and said in a muffled voice, "Deng Qiu taught His Majesty, are these also the same?"

Zhao Chan's true thoughts went to the sky, he could hear his words, but he seemed unable to answer them.Zhong Cheng bit his earlobe dissatisfied, "Why didn't your majesty answer me, is it too comfortable?"

Zhong Teng felt that it should not be done.He shouldn't have gotten out of control like this, and now things have all changed.He thinks Zhao Chan is really hateful, always pretending to be pitiful, seductive.

I also feel that I am too worthless, have no concentration, and it is extremely bad.

But now, the possessive desire in his bones has temporarily gained the upper hand.

He wanted to know what else the little emperor had learned.

Zhao Chan really wanted to understand, and he didn't dare to look him in the eyes: "Uncle... isn't he drunk?"

Zhong Teng snorted coldly, picked him up, sat across his arms, supported his waist with both hands, saw that the little emperor's bright yellow coat was a little messy, looked at him timidly, angry and funny.

"The one who can make this king drunk has not yet been born."

Zhao Chanzhen looked away, feeling a little guilty.There are medicines in there...

"Tell me, why did you say those things to me tonight and do such things?"

Zhao Chan really let out a hasty "ah" and stayed there not knowing what to explain.He waved his hands, trying to explain something, but couldn't speak out.

The old god Zhong Cheng is here, and it is very interesting to see his clumsy and cute appearance.

In the end, Zhao Chanzhen pulled out an absurd reason.

"You mean, you have a crush on others, but you don't understand human affairs, so you use this king to practice your hands?"

Even though he knew he was lying, Zhong Teng laughed angrily.

After pinching his chin and kissing him a few more times, he asked viciously, "Has Your Majesty learned it?"

He used a little bit of strength to bite Zhao Chanzhen's lips red.Zhao Chanzhen covered his mouth pitifully, tears were about to burst out of pain, and nodded hastily.

Zhong Cheng put his hands behind his back, looking like Zhao Yun fighting Chang Banpo, and raised his eyebrows again: "Your Majesty, have you learned how to speak?"

Zhao Chan really wanted to cry without tears, so he pouted and said, "I learned..."

Hate that iron can't make steel, but actually dare to answer.Zhong Ting gritted his teeth, and gave him two buttocks, "Practice with this king? Huh?"

Zhao Chanzhen cried and said: "Uncle Huang, don't hit me anymore, Chan really doesn't dare..."

"Then tell me the truth, why did you do that?"

With a sound of "Wow", Zhao Chanzhen broke free from the shackles, threw himself into his arms, and cried, "Zhen is really scared."

His voice was extremely aggrieved, like a frightened child crying and hiding in his mother's arms for comfort.Zhong Cheng hugged him tightly and asked, "What is Zen really afraid of?"

Zhao Chanzhen wept and choked: "Uncle Huang lied to Chanzhen that he was going to die, Chanzhen didn't want Uncle Huang to die, he wanted Uncle Huang to be with Chanzhen forever, always."

"Deng Qiu told Chanzhen that ordinary people, even parents, have no reason to stay with their children for a long time. Only by being a husband and wife can they be together for life. Chanzhen wants to be husband and wife with the emperor's uncle, so that the emperor's uncle can't leave Chanzhen gone."

He cried and said it in broken words, silly and childish.Zhong Teng believed it, but felt very sad in his heart.

His Zen really has nothing but him.

Patting him on the back, he comforted him, "Don't be afraid, Your Majesty, I will always be here."

"Uncle Emperor..."

"Ok?"

"If Zen really isn't His Majesty, would Uncle Huang treat me like this?"

Zhao Chanzhen looked quietly at Dabao in the corner, seeing him waving his whip-like tail, he felt his mind clear.

Zhong Cheng followed his words and thought for a while, if Zhao Chan really wasn't the emperor, he might be able to protect Zhao Chan better and take him away from here to a place that doesn't have to be too hard.

He said: "As long as it is you, I will always treat you well."

Zhao Chanzhen sighed, sucked his nose, and hugged him even tighter, wishing to embed himself into his flesh and blood.

In an almost begging tone, he said to Zhong Ting: "Uncle Huang, don't leave Zen Zhen, Zen Zhen is only you."

Like a person who fell off a cliff, suddenly fell into a cave full of treasures.Zhao Chanzhen smiled again.

As long as there is someone who truly loves and protects him.He thought that he could ignore the empress dowager's words and even be the emperor under someone else's name.

"Is the emperor really angry with Zen?"

Zhong Ting hadn't realized that he had been entangled by the tendrils of the dodder flower, and he was still immersed in the direction where things were gradually going astray.

"What's the matter?"

Zhao Chanzhen sat up straight in his arms, showed a silly smile, and said softly: "Zhenzhen lied to the emperor, not practicing hands."

Like a water snake, he leaned against Zhong Cheng's arms and stuck to his ear, floating like light fluff, and said: "The person who is sincere in Zen is the emperor's uncle."

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