After running away, she was pregnant with His Majesty's cub

Huo Rong's face was gloomy immediately, without saying a word, he got up and walked out.

Eunuch Feng hurriedly followed, and Wei Guogong waited at the door tremblingly. When he saw His Majesty coming out, he immediately approached with an apologetic smile, "Your Majesty, the hot spring in Xiyuan is ready. Would you like to drive now?"

Huo Rong looked at him as if his eyes had frozen overnight: "Duke Wei, I heard that there is a banquet in the mansion today?"

Wei Guogong was startled: "Yes..."

Huo Rong's tone was colder than the cold wind on the top of the snow mountain: "Oh? I live in your mansion, but no one has passed it on?"

"This is a wedding banquet prepared for the dog..." Wei Guogong said bravely: "Your Majesty has a lot to do every day, so naturally he dare not disturb..."

Huo Rong didn't stop at all, and got into the car directly: "Master Wei Guo said about the wedding banquet... Then I will go to see it even more. After all, he is a classmate from the past. If he gets married, I will have to send him off." The congratulatory gift is over."

There was nothing wrong with her words, but her eyes were dark and cold, which made people's heart tremble.

"Also, Duke Wei, your heads are used to guess my mind." Huo Rong sat on it in a black dress, his tone was full of oppression: "If you can't guess, there is no need to keep your heads --do you think so?"

Duke Wei was dripping with cold sweat, he kept saying yes, he was busy serving the garden.

Shang Yuan said that the wedding banquet was arranged in the garden of the front yard, with pavilions, pavilions, small bridges and flowing water, and tables for the banquet were set up in the garden, it was a lively time.

Since Shang Yuan wanted to find a marriage, he also paid attention to grooming himself. His complexion was fine and white, his eyes were as bright and clear as a deer in the forest, his black hair was pulled up by an ivory hairpin, and a few strands of hair fell on his shoulders wrapped in fox fur , the cool and noble son in the picture.

With such an appearance, even though she just divorced the prince, she still attracted many people to flock to her.

"As expected of the son of the Duke's family, he looks like a bright and beautiful man. What books have you read? Can you ride and shoot?"

"This is because you have no experience. Haven't you heard that the eldest son of the Duke of Wei has studied with His Majesty today? Being in Taixue, it is natural that he has read poetry and books since he was a child..."

Shang Que was also sitting in the table, looking at Shang Yuan who was being sized up like a prey, with a mocking smile on his lips.

His elder brother, because he was the eldest son, took the position of the crown prince so easily, and he tried his best to climb up to the crown prince.

As a result, before the crown prince ascended the throne, Huo Rong had seized the world.

I thought that Huo Rong's succession would settle the old score, and Shang Yuan must have a very miserable end, but after Huo Rong came to the mansion, he secretly helped Shang Yuan get ahead, and the shop property was taken away by the two brothers and sisters.

He and his mother wanted to tell Shang Yuan about a bad marriage, but after the dowry incident, due to the presence of His Majesty, this time they are looking for people who seem to be dignified, but inwardly miserable...

Shang Que rested his chin in his spare time, ready to see how his good brother would respond.

Those rich and powerful sons in the capital have always been lustful, looking at Shang Yuan's face, their eyes lit up.

"Mr. Shang, what book are you reading recently? Come on, let's talk while drinking..."

"Mr. Shang, I want to drink this glass of wine..."

"Do you drink flower wine on weekdays? After all, you are a man. If you enter the door, you won't control your husband like a girl?" This Wu Shizi is a well-known prodigal in the capital, and he wanted to reach out and touch Shang Yuan's shoulder. Fox fur.

Although men and men can also get married, they are no more defensive than men and women. These people drank a few glasses and gradually let loose. Looking at Shang Yuan's charming face, they couldn't help but want to tease.

Shang Yuan barely drank two glasses to deal with it before. Seeing that their conversation was getting more foul, he was about to speak back, but a hand with two bony joints appeared in front of him, blocking all the wine for him.

A quiet and gentle voice sounded beside my ear: "Your Majesty always likes to be quiet, but now he is in the backyard. If you collide with him, we will not be able to please you, not to mention that alcohol will hurt your health, so let's drink less."

The faint herbal smell lingers on the tip of the nose, which is reassuring and soothing.

Shang Yuan heard the reputation and looked over, and saw a warm yet heroic face, with clear eyes, but always with a proper smile when looking at people.

It is the complete opposite of the tyrant's temperament, which is harsh and sinister.

The man saw Shang Yuan looking at him, and said with a smile: "My name is Jian Qing, don't you know Mr. Shang's name?"

Shang Yuan reported his name and chatted with Mr. Jian for a few words.

It turned out that this person came from a family of imperial physicians, and grew up in the capital. Although he was selected for the Imperial Medical Office, he was unwilling to be driven by others. Now he is preparing to open a medical clinic in Nanjing, and he wants to find a husband to take care of it with him.

Shang Yuan's heart moved, he must need funds to open a medical clinic, and Mr. Jian doesn't look like a rich man, if he pays for it by himself... I think he won't be rejected...

What's more, this person is like a spring breeze blowing on his face, and he must be comfortable to get along with. Shang Yuan's spirit was lifted, and he was about to say a few more words, when he heard a rush of footsteps, and then a dozen Jinyiwei in flying fish suits rushed in with knives , with a fierce look on his face, the banquet filled with joy suddenly fell silent.

Huo Rong walked in coldly, and immediately saw Shang Yuan under the sun.

Presumably it was for a good marriage, the young man was extraordinarily well-behaved today, the ivory white jade hairpin was covered with soft fox fur, the smile on his face was like spring rain and mist, hazy and gentle.

Huo Rong raised the corners of his lips coldly.

When he came in, he could clearly see that Shang Yuan was clearly smiling at the person beside him!

Baba'er put on the hairpin he gave him, but turned around and smiled at others! ! !

Huo Rong narrowed his eyes slightly, the madness and violence in his bones swept away like a gust of wind.

There is only one thought left in my mind.

Capture him and imprison him in the deep palace, so that he can no longer escape!

Make those eyes that are cleaner than colored glaze cry!Dirty!

Huo Rong clenched his fists and calmed down for a moment, then walked over and smiled lightly: "Mr. Shang is hosting a banquet in the mansion, why don't you say anything? Maybe let me come and ask for a drink."

As soon as the tyrant came, the gentle atmosphere disappeared immediately, and the people who had just toasted and laughed tremblingly, and the young masters and brothers who surrounded Shang Yuan before all looked terrified, wishing to flash back home.

Huo Rong was not polite, and sat directly beside Shang Yuan, his eyes slowly swept over everyone, like a cheetah guarding its territory.

Shang Yuan was also taken aback, never thought that the tyrant not only didn't go to the hot spring, but was on the same line with himself again.

Thinking about it, he couldn't help but sigh secretly.

"Sighing?" Huo Rong was still in the mood to enjoy the dishes slowly: "Who offended you?"

Shang Yuan looked at the uninvited tyrant in front of him, and wondered who else... But his words were not true: "No one, it's because I was a little dizzy from drinking too much..."

He had a good capacity for alcohol before, but after drinking a few glasses of wine today, he was not only dizzy, but also slightly nauseated. Looking at the dishes on the table, he didn't have the slightest appetite, and he just wanted to eat something delicious and refreshing to relieve his boredom.

"It's not that some people are too attentive in toasting." Huo Rong's long and stern eyes narrowed, and his eyes stayed on one person's face: "The hands of Prince Wu are displeasing to the eldest son, I'm afraid we won't be able to keep them."

Immediately, Jin Yiwei drew his sword, and with a flash of light, Prince Wu, who just wanted to offend him, clutched his broken arm and screamed.

Everything happened too fast, the banquet was silent, and the wind stopped.

Huo Rong's face remained unchanged, and he glanced at Shang Yuan who was petrified beside him: "Eat."

Shang Yuan looked at the blood flowing on the ground, breathing hard: "You...why do you hurt people?"

Businessmen have practiced medicine for generations, and those who save lives and heal the wounded cannot see this scene.

"Are you questioning me?" Huo Rong stared at him expressionlessly, his tone was cold and low: "I kill people without a reason."

Shang Yuan's whole body was stiff, unable to speak: "You..."

Before, he only felt the tyrant through the book, but now he went through two banquets, once he cut his tongue and once his hand, he experienced the horror of crazy criticism firsthand.

Huo Rong stared at Shang Yuan with sternness in his eyes.

He hated the way Shang Yuan looked at him.

Indignant, puzzled, and terrified, it seemed that he was a hopeless person.

Then there is no medicine for him, and who is it for him?

"Scared?" The corners of Huo Rong's lips twitched into a sarcasm: "But Mr. Shang is my classmate, and he has helped me a lot...I still miss the old friendship very much."

Sensing the tyrant's cool fingertips brushing against his ears, Shang Yuan subconsciously frowned and hid.

Huo Rong paused, his eyes immediately congealed with enraged violence.

Before Shang Yuan explained, he felt his body lighten, and was immediately pulled away from the table by the back of the neck by the tyrant.

After a while of dizziness, when he realized that Shang Yuan had been pressed behind the rockery, the rough Taihu Lake stones were grinding his back, and his neck was clasped by Huo Rong's cold wrists, the tall man enveloped him like a shadow, Immediately suffocated to breathless.

"Don't let me touch it?" Huo Rong's eyes were filled with uncontrollable desire, and his tone was mocking: "Are you starting to pretend to be expensive in front of your future husband?"

Shang Yuan had nowhere to hide, and said coldly: "Your Majesty, have you misunderstood?"

Having just faced the dripping blood, he somewhat loathed the tyrant's touch.

The last time I met the tyrant, he asked him to "show his favor". He had built a hot spring with a lot of money, and even invited a beautiful woman to accompany him. Why did the tyrant still come to find him?

The young man's slender neck was exposed from the fox fur, his soft flesh clung to his palm, his black hair was loose and drooping, and the little fair face he adorned became more and more alluring, but the young man stuck to the rockery as much as possible , obviously unwilling to get close to himself.

Huo Rong gritted his teeth, and said with a voice close to Shang Yuan's ear, "Pretending to be like a Bodhisattva again, thinking that I will still eat this? You read the poem I wrote before, and then divorced in a hurry, don't you want to climb up on me? "

Even if the purpose of climbing up to him, maybe it's just to deliver news to the prince.

But every time the young man saw him, his eyes were dodged, and he couldn't see the slightest sign of kindness.

Even for the sake of the prince, it would be difficult for him to get close to him!

Huo Rong sneered, but the young man was worried that his secret work would be exposed!

"Shang Yuan, after so many years, you really don't understand me." Huo Rong patted him on the cheek deliberately: "Do you really think that I have no clues to make a detailed case? I said, I will make a detailed case for you, just Because I want you to do meritorious deeds——if you can get closer, you won't have the final say on the case..."

Hearing this, Shang Yuan couldn't help breathing, and couldn't help looking at the tyrant.

The case...he has the final say! ?

For the first time, he felt that the tyrant's voice was so moving...

It's a pity that he hasn't yet, the tyrant's deep voice sounded again

"But now it seems that I will be wrong. You have no intention of getting close to me! ——I will ask Jin Yiwei to investigate the case again. Since you don't want this credit, most people want—"

Huo Rong's voice was low, like a hammer hitting a person's heart trembling: "Jinyiwei will seal Huai'an Fang and search it from house to house. In less than five days, that little trickster will be caught—"

The blood of Shang Yuan's whole body rushed to his cheeks immediately, and his eyes shrank violently.

Without even thinking about it, he reached out and grabbed the tyrant's arm, as if grabbing a life-saving straw: "Your Majesty is not mistaken, I have always wanted to get close to Your Majesty, please let me continue to investigate the case."

Huo Rong looked at the pleading young man with satisfaction, his lips curled up slowly: "Oh? Really?"