Dodder Pampering Handbook

"You mean, the little emperor asked you for a secret medicine?"

"Father, I definitely didn't run away. The emperor specified that he fell in love with King Yong'an, otherwise he wouldn't have a roommate at such an age." Deng Qiu sat on the grand teacher's chair, with a maid pinching his legs, and someone else Dancing in the middle of the hall.

Wearing extremely light clothes, not only him, but even Deng Yong is surrounded by a few women of different colors.

Deng Yong stroked his goatee, he was thinner, unlike Deng Qiu who had a round face, but was thin and looked a bit like a monkey, at this moment he was thinking, "King Yongan didn't come out after entering the palace? "

"I heard from Ma Yang and the others that they wanted to invite King Yong'an to drink flower wine after the ceremony, but Eunuch Zhao stopped him. The people I sent also said that King Yong'an went in, but he didn't come out."

"Hehe." Deng Yong twitched his beard and sneered, "Is this your plan?" Don't think he doesn't know that his son likes to go through the back door. The little emperor is in the harem and doesn't understand anything. The secret medicine?

"Don't talk about it, father, what are we going to do now?" Deng Qiu felt a little guilty, his father never asked about these things, as long as he gave birth to the eldest grandson of the Deng family, whether he wanted to play with a man or a woman, it was up to him.

"I sent people to follow King Yong'an, saying that King Yong'an sent people to Mount Jiuhua. But they were very vigilant and didn't know what they were doing there suddenly. What do you think King Yong'an wants to do at this time?"

Deng Yong knew that his son wanted to ask him how to stand in line at this time.On the surface, outsiders felt that they had turned against King Yong'an and were on Zhao Chanzhen's side, but in fact, they hadn't bet all their treasures on King Yong'an from the very beginning.

Whoever can win, they will stand.

But now the situation has changed, Zhao Chan is really a broken sleeve, and the relationship with King Yong'an is unclear.What is the situation between the two of them, no one knows, love each other, or kill each other?No matter what the movement is, the involvement of the people below will be very great.

If the two of them work together, the ministers will definitely resist desperately.

Dazhao's people's hearts are inherently unstable, and internal and external troubles have never stopped. If at this time, this group of old antiques knew about it, what action would they take?

Deng Yong's smile gradually deepened. He and Deng Qiu looked at each other and thought of a person in unison.

"Xiao Yu!"

Although Xiao Yu is a rebel, he can occupy a place in Yuzhou, except for his own talent and excellence.Another reason is that his mother was once the eldest princess of Da Zhao, and she was married to Xiao Hou.And that eldest princess was also a well-known female general during the founding of the country. She once led the soldiers to fight bloody battles in Yuzhou for seven days and seven nights, guarding the place where the enemy must pass when going south.

Today, Yuzhou still has the Longevity Monument of the eldest princess.

The Xiao family has a high reputation in Yuzhou for generations. At the beginning, there were no successors for the first emperor, so someone in the court proposed that Xiao Yulai sit on the throne temporarily.At least he has an advantage over King Yong'an, whether in popular support or bloodline.

But who knew, the empress dowager got Zhao Chanzhen from the people again, insisting that he was the son of the first emperor, and finally made a puppet to be the emperor.

When Deng Qiu heard his father tell him about that time, he couldn't help but sneered and said, "The late Emperor probably never expected that one day his son would sell his appearance in exchange for a secure seat in the dragon chair, right?"

He hardly thought that King Yong'an would reject him, who would reject a beauty?What's more, that beauty is still the emperor above ten thousand people.Just thinking about it, Deng Qiu felt as if his heart was on fire, wishing that he was the king of Yong'an, who was pressing Zhao Chanzhen on the bed in the palace.

"Father, why don't we join forces with Xiao Yu? Call Shang Fangqin and the others, and when the time comes to force the palace, take the military power into our hands, and deal with another Xiao Yu, isn't it very simple?" Deng Qiu can even think of it. The scene of victory is over, he is going to kill King Yong'an, raise the little emperor in his backyard, and sing and sing every night.

"Qiu'er, as I said, you have to think more about things. Do you think Xiao Yu is a simple person? Hmph, he is not ordinary, and his intelligence is not inferior to King Yong'an. What's more, we don't know him as well as King Yong'an , it would be better to start from King Yong'an..." Deng Qiu murmured, "Prince..."

Something seemed to flash through his mind.

There should be two princes found from the folks, right?

"No." Zhong Cheng blurted out.The little emperor admitted that he was the one he liked, and he was very happy, but his body reacted faster than his brain.

Zhao Chan really wanted to cry: "Why not?"

Zhong Cheng was in a dilemma, waiting for him to figure out the logic.First of all, he is almost certain that Zhao Chan is really the reincarnation of Futu's experience.Now Fu Tu doesn't know yet, when he finishes his experience and returns to the sky, he will definitely wipe his mouth and viciously jump on his head, wishing to smash him to pieces, right?

Just thinking about it made Zhong Cheng feel that the stone hurt.

But he seems to have kissed...

What's more, he didn't know how long he had been practicing the task. The last time he said he was going to die, although it was to force Zhao Chan to grow up faster.But he did feel that the end was approaching.His body, strong on the outside but capable on the inside, has long since been damaged by the catastrophe he suffered when he was a child.

What would happen to the little emperor if he agreed to the little emperor and suddenly died and left?I guess I could cry the whole day.

The most urgent thing is to make Zhao Chan really have the strength to be a qualified emperor.

Zhong Teng couldn't tell his own affairs, so he could only say persuasively: "Your Majesty, think about it, in the eyes of outsiders, what is the relationship between you and me?"

One is a well-behaved and gentle emperor, and the other is a regent who is like a big devil.If the two of them were together, it is estimated that Zhong Teng would be stabbed in the back when he died. Who believed that he hadn't kidnapped the little emperor?

Zhong Teng is really suffering and can't tell, if he is given another chance, he will not come to see Zhao Chanzhen tonight.

But the warm and fragrant soft jade in his arms is so comfortable to hold, he really likes it very much.

Thinking about it, he hugged the pouting little emperor a little closer, approached his cheek, and gave him a sip on the wing of his nose.

I've wanted to do this for a long time, how can there be such a lovely person.Beautiful eyes, beautiful eyebrows, beautiful mouth, beautiful nose.

It looks good everywhere, as if it grew according to his preferences.

Zhao Chan really smiled, and said to him: "I heard that folks often say that a wife is not as good as a concubine, and a concubine is not as good as stealing. The emperor wants to let Chan really sneak around. Are you with me?"

He reached out to touch his nose, and was kissed, itchy.He didn't hate it, but felt extremely happy.

After that, without waiting for Zhong Cheng's answer, he put his arms around his neck again, coquettishly and intimately: "Uncle Huang likes to play like this, so Zenzhen will accompany you."

Zhong Cheng looked at the sky speechlessly, was silent for a while, and then said seriously: "Then you have to listen to me and be a good emperor, okay?"

"Does the emperor not want to be the emperor? Why do you always let Zen really be the emperor?" Zhao Chan really tilted his head, puzzled.

Everyone is greedy and wants this throne.Even if he is as humble as him, he has imagined countless times that one day he will secure this position and block everything he fears.

But King Yong'an, who was close at hand, never showed any emotion.He even wished he could become a good emperor soon.

Zhong Cheng leaned lazily on the chair, his eyes were a little divergent.It is impossible for him to say, when you return to the Immortal Palace after all the tribulations, and when I complete the mission and successfully become a god, then if you are still willing, we will become partners, right?

Alas, he is worried now, afraid that Fu Tu will not be relieved to kick him down the mountain.

Zhao Chan really lay on his chest obediently, and the two of them were silent together, listening to the chirping of insects and cicadas outside, they were so comfortable that they almost fell asleep.

Zhao Chanzhen rolled his hands around his chest, thinking carefully about possible answers to this question.

That night, before Zhao Chan really figured out why, he fell asleep.

Zhong Cheng picked him up carefully, put him on the bed, took off his shoes and socks, and covered him with the quilt.Sitting on the edge of the bed and watching for a while, he pecked lightly on his lips again.

Finally backed out, "Your Majesty has fallen asleep, take care of him carefully."

After rejecting the palace man to send him back to his bedroom, Zhong Cheng walked alone on the way back to the palace, and he needed to think quietly for a while.

The court is like stagnant water and the sky is bright. Every time Zhong Cheng takes a step, he can think of the days when he was practicing on the rooftop.

His existence time is longer than Wangtiantai.At that time, Wangtiantai was not called by this name. It was a very ordinary hill covered with stones. Zhong Cheng’s body was black in color. Since he became conscious, he never moved there. Rain, nothing else.

Slowly, the hillside became higher and higher, gradually turning into a mountain, blocking some earth and rocks, and gradually growing plants.

On an unknown day, he found a small grass growing under his body.

The tender yellow roots, the two weak silks, lay softly on the ground, stretching out towards the sunlight that was not blocked by his body.

He was unmoved then, idly staying where he was, closing his eyes and continuing to sleep.After a while, when he woke up again, he saw that the little yellow beard had reached the sunlight and had climbed a blade of grass.

That's right, since there were plants and animals here, this kind of embarrassment happened from time to time. At that time, he still thought this guy was very powerful.

After a while, the grass died.The little yellow beard climbed up other plants.

After 30 or [-] years, the surrounding world is already full of yellow beards. His big black rock was parked safely in the yellow, and Zhong Cheng saw it entangled batches of plants to death with his own eyes.

It slowly became wise, and when it transformed into a god, there were a few more suns in the sky for some reason, and in just half a day, many plants on the rooftop began to catch fire.Even the yellow beard was mostly roasted to death, leaving only the roots, still hiding under the big black stone.

But there are too many suns, and there are not many shadows under the black stone.Seeing that Xiao Huangxu was about to be roasted to death, Heishi remained unmoved, he was a stone, no matter how big the sun was, he could do nothing about it.

As for the little yellow beard, Heishi also thought it was normal when it entangled so many people to death, and now it is going to die, which is nothing more than normal.

But just as Heishi was basking in the super warm sun and preparing to go to bed, the little yellow beard who had just become wise stretched out his silk tremblingly towards him, and uttered a faint cry: "Help me..."