Your Majesty, after he played stupid and overturned the car

The Hall of Qihua was always quiet, after Ye Zi'an left, Bai Tan didn't dare to come in to disturb him, when Lu Yunchuan came, the emperor was writing with his hair.Seeing him coming in, the pen was still in his hand, and after a glance, he lowered his eyes again, ignoring him.

Lu Yunchuan was also not surprised, walked over to look, and saw that there were several place names written on the Ming Banzhao paper.

"Zichuan, Zhuoyang." Lu Yunchuan walked around behind Ming Wanzhao, rested his chin on his shoulders, held the edge of the case with both hands and trapped him in his arms, "General Wen Zhan was in charge of defense history in Zichuan back then. During the Shengyuan period, when northern Xinjiang attacked Lingyang Pass, it was because the Jiedu of Lingxi made Jiang Jin let the enemy enter, and the Jiedu of Jiangdong made Liu Qin, a good-for-nothing, retreat from the war. If Wen Zhan hadn't vowed to protect the country to the death, Yijing would not have been able to wait. The support of Lingxi and Yubei. Lu Zuoxian thought that only Yue Chengyu could get a piece of Jiangdong's pie, he is simply stupid."

"He underestimated Wen Bojing." Ming Wanzhao's pen tip landed on the back of Lu Yunchuan's palm, and said in a leisurely tone, "With Mrs. Ye's support, Wen Bojing has money and people, and he and his father's prestige can make it all come true." People's hearts, Yue Chengyu has been working in Jiangdong, but he hasn't gotten half of it from him."

Lu Yunchuan only felt the cool itching caressing his heart like a light feather, so he also indulged his mischievous behavior, and put his lips on the porcelain-white warm and cool earlobe in a courteous way, and said softly, "Wen Shi I can't control too much, I just want Jiangdong to be peaceful, and Lu Zuoxian wants to drag Jiangdong into the muddy waters of the family's power distribution, Wen Bojing naturally refuses."

Ming Wanzhao's ears flushed red, but his brows were still calm, with flamboyant lust blooming in his elegance, as if it was a silent bewitchment, or some kind of veiled tacit response.

"Speak business and don't move."

The tone of restraint was also soft, and these words fell into Lu Yunchuan's ears, which was like allowing him to go too far.

"Why did you move?" Lu Yunchuan asked knowingly, he put his palm on the slender and flexible waist and stroked it, and then asked maliciously, "Your Majesty, tell me, why did you move?"

Ming Wanzhao pursed his lips and couldn't speak, the tip of his pen also trembled, and he dropped the last stroke, and then suddenly dropped it on the desk.

Lu Yunchuan smiled lowly, glanced at the back of his palm from the corner of his eye, and his sharp brown eyes narrowed immediately.

Ming Wanzhao drew a bastard on his hand.

"..." Lu Yunchuan smiled, "It's quite unique, Your Majesty is very good at painting."

Ming Wanzhao hummed softly, and there was a bit of coquettishness in the laziness. The ending sound was seductive, and he added softly, "It's very suitable.

you. "

Lu Yunchuan's ears were tingling, he laughed softly, and with his hands on Ming Wanzhao's slender waist, he exerted a strong force, forcing him to turn around and at the same time he hugged him onto the desk, and even squeezed him into the room viciously. Between his legs, he whispered threateningly, "I'm good at painting, Your Majesty, would you like to see it?" Ming Wanzhao supported his shoulders, turned his face slightly, and flatly refused: "No."

"Don't want anything?" Lu Yunchuan still restrained the slender waist under his palm, not allowing him to retreat, nor allowing him to hide, "Since your Majesty has indulged the minister like this, why don't you want anything?"

Ming Wanzhao couldn't stand his coquettish tricks, but he knew how to show weakness, his clear phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and his clear voice called softly: "Good brother, stop teasing me."

Lu Yunchuan snorted with a sneer, and now he knew he was calling his brother to beg for mercy.

Lu Yunchuan was naturally lustful, and his eyes became more and more fierce and dangerous.

Ming Wanzhao stared at him for only a moment, his heart throbbing, and he subconsciously wanted to back away countless times.

One by one, like a wolf watching a rabbit after being hungry for a long time.

It's a pity that His Majesty is delicate and weak, and the lingering poison has not cleared away. Even if Lu Yunchuan wanted to, he couldn't help him, and he was unwilling to let him go like this, so he pinched the man's jaw and kissed him without any explanation.

Lu Yunchuan kissed fiercely, prying open his lips and teeth like a rampage, impatiently looking for the soft tip of his tongue to hook and suck the kiss, the slightly jerky touch at the beginning is also familiar in the increasingly lingering deep kiss.

Ming Wanzhao's shy and weak response was permission, allowing him to be more presumptuous.

His reaction was submissive, his phoenix eyes closed, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, and his face and neck were stained crimson.

Ming Wanzhao was a little obsessed with this deep kiss that made him almost overwhelmed.

He had heard that frontier spirits could warm people's heart, and Lu Yunchuan's kiss was almost the same. Ming Wanzhao felt that he probably understood what spirits taste like.

Spicy and scorching, but can't stop.

At the end of the kiss, Ming Wanzhao was panting in a daze, his eyes were red as if he had been bullied.

Lu Yunchuan stroked the back of his neck, and said in a low voice, "What is this, Your Majesty?"

Ming Wanzhao didn't seem to have regained his senses, his eyes were ignorant, but he had a childish look when he was pretending to be stupid.

Lu Yunchuan made him laugh out loud, put his fingertips together, squeezed the jade-colored nape like a threat, and asked, "What is this?"

Ming Wanzhao frowned lightly, the legs wrapped around the man's waist were bent, and the toes of the cloud shoes just touched Lu Yunchuan's waist, eyes lowered lazily, "I'm sleepy."

"..." Lu Yunchuan choked, picked him up, bit the tip of the nose of this ignorant young majesty, and then carried him back to the couch.

Ming Wanzhao was really tired, before going to sleep, he vaguely heard Lu Yunchuan's low voice like gnashing of teeth: "I need to clean up."

The emperor smiled and fell asleep leaning on the man's strong shoulder.

The end of the new year is approaching, and the three years of national mourning have passed. This year, the city of Yijing is more lively.Lu Yunchuan got up in the morning to go out of the palace, and met Su Jingci on the palace road, and beside him was a frail-looking scholar, with bright eyes and bright teeth, and a handsome face like a girl's.

"Commander Lu." Su Jingci greeted, and then introduced: "This is Qiao Zihan, the inspector censor, whose name is Leping. He is returning to Beijing today."

Qiao Zihan bowed his head in a neither humble nor overbearing manner, and then called Master Lu.

Lu Yunchuan also bowed back, he remembered Qiao Yushi, the number one scholar in the second year of Jianyuan.That year, among the top three, Tanhualang was the son of Su Jinhuai, and the second place was Ye Danran from Jiangdong. Only this Qiao Zihan was born in a poor family, and he was an out-and-out scholar. On the contrary, he won the first prize in one fell swoop. Protected, he went directly to Yushifu, and was sent to Longnan to stay for two years.

"Zhuangyuan Lang, I have admired your name for a long time." Lu Yunchuan said with a smile, but his eyes were scrutinizing Qiao Zhuangyuan secretly.

The name is noble and pure, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold, but the person is very gentle, and the answer is also gentle: "Praise, Mr. Lu's name is really like thunder.

Ear. "

"Excellent reputation." Lu Yunchuan smiled, "Master Su, where is this going?"

Su Jingci said sternly: "Leping entered Beijing, he has to go to the cabinet to report on his work, and the lower officials will guide him."

"So that's the case, then I won't bother you, please go ahead, my lords."

Lu Yunchuan was not very willing to deal with civil servants. These literati were coquettish, and it was offensive to hook their shoulders, so he left after a few perfunctory words.Qiao Zihan asked Su Jingci beside him in a warm voice: "Why is Master Lu leaving the palace at this time?

Su Jingci paused, with a subtle expression on his face, and said meaningfully: "You can't say it, Le Ping, you will understand after a while."

Qiao Zihan: "

Su Jingci stopped talking, closed his eyes to hide a little coldness, and continued to lead the way in a friendly manner.