I ran away after being pregnant

Shen Gu was so painful that he couldn't speak, covered his mouth, and looked at Chu Zhaoling tearfully, full of accusation.

Chu Zhaoling:?

I gnawed the end of the pen and poked my mouth, blame me?

But under the gaze of the other party's wet eyes, Chu Zhaoling didn't say anything, and leaned towards Shen Gu: "Open your mouth."

Shen Gu immediately opened his mouth for the other party to check.

The place where it was poked was indeed bleeding.But this kind of injury is nothing in Chu Zhaoling's eyes.Ruthlessly said: "I can't die."

"It hurts." Shen Gu muttered aggrievedly.

Chu Zhaoling, who had countless scars on his body, was speechless: "It's just a piece of skin, why are you so hypocritical?"

Shen Guli was straightforward: "I am the emperor, and I am so delicate."

Unable to refute, Chu Zhaoling held his temper patiently, raised his hand and put the teacup on the side in front of Shen Gu.

Shen Gu took a sip before spitting it out to wash away the bloody smell in his mouth.Continue to worry about the memorial.

He didn't want to criticize the memorial, just imitating the original owner's handwriting was a problem.Handwriting is not something that can be practiced overnight, and similarly, it is difficult to change it suddenly.

Chu Zhaoling would check every memorial that was approved by the original master, so he must be very familiar with his handwriting.

Shen Gu thought for a while, then squeezed his right hand into the shape of pickled pepper and chicken feet, startled and said, "Oh! It hurts!"

"..." Chu Zhaoling's forehead twitched, "What's wrong?"

"Pickled Pepper Phoenix Claw" was held up to Chu Zhaoling, and Shen Gu said seriously, "Hand cramps."

Different from Chu Zhaoling's rough hands because of dancing with knives and guns, Shen Gu has been raised in the palace well. His life is fair and delicate, and his hands are the same, slender and slender, with neatly trimmed nails.

Chu Zhaoling knew at a glance that he was pretending, and ran out of patience, grabbed Shen Gu's finger, and snapped: "I'll give you..."

Squeeze.

Before he finished speaking, Shen Gu said in pain, "Ah!", like popping beans: "It hurts, hurts, hurts!"

Chu Zhaoling didn't believe it: "I'm useless, don't pretend."

Xiao Wu, who had been studying ink carefully beside him, said in a low voice, "My lord, your hands are strong, but the emperor's hands are tender."

One is strong in martial arts, capable of lifting iron; the other has no strength to bind a chicken.Which can be compared together.Chu Zhaoling did not use much force, but it was already very painful for Shen Gu.

When Chu Zhaoling heard this, he quickly let go of Shen Gu, and said in a anxious tone, "Let me see."

Shen Gu dodged subconsciously.

"...Go and call the imperial physician." Chu Zhaoling instructed Xiao Wu.

A quarter of an hour later, the imperial physician rushed to the imperial study to examine Shen Gu's hand.Shen Gu yelled "Aiyoyo", and the acting was called like.

Chu Zhaoling watched from the side, and said bluntly, "Is it broken?"

The imperial physician who didn't see any problem: "...No, but it's better to fix it."

The emperor is a body of gold, if there is a mistake, he can't bear it.

Shen Gu looked at the hands wrapped into pig's trotters, and thought: There is no need to criticize the memorial now.However, he still grabbed the brush firmly.

Before writing a single word, the brush was snatched by Chu Zhaoling: "Go back to the bedroom, don't be an eyesore here."

Shen Gu left the imperial study room with his "pig's trotters" in a good manner.

Back in the dormitory, the little eunuch was still kneeling on the ground, it has been half an hour.Seeing Shen Gu coming in, he immediately greeted him with trepidation.

"Get up." Shen Gu's tone was light, "I won't be an example."

The little eunuch hurriedly thanked him.

Shen Gu sat on the bed: "Everyone get down. No one is allowed to come in without my order."

Soon, Shen Gu was the only one left in the bedroom.He walked to the table by the window, untied the cloth strip wrapped around his hand, found something written by the original owner, and prepared to copy it.

Opening the poem copied by the original owner, Shen Gu was happy.

Probably God saw that his situation was too miserable, so he helped Shen Gu - Shen Gu's handwriting was very similar to the original owner's handwriting.

Strictly speaking, there will not be exactly the same handwriting in the world.But here is ancient times, there is no software for handwriting identification.As long as it looks like it with the naked eye, it is like it.

The risk of being exposed is reduced by one, Shen Gu is very happy.

Considering the difference between hard pen calligraphy and soft pen calligraphy, Shen Gu did not sit idle and began to practice brush calligraphy.

The brush bristles dipped in ink fell on the paper, Shen Gu couldn't help being fascinated by the familiar yet unfamiliar feeling, and the image of a kind old man appeared in his mind.

Shen Gu's parents died unexpectedly when he was six years old, and he grew up with his grandfather.Grandpa has profound attainments in calligraphy and seal cutting.Shen Gu has been deeply influenced by his ears and eyes, so it is not far behind.

In the summer of the second year of high school, my grandfather died of cerebral hemorrhage.Shen Gu didn't want to be touched by the scene, so he threw them all away.

The next major change was that just after passing the defense of the graduation thesis on the front foot, the back foot was worn into the book.Not even a bachelor's uniform.

"It's been a long time since I wrote, and my hand is already born." Shen Gu withdrew his thoughts and whispered to himself.

The next morning, as soon as Shen Gu woke up, Meng Xian came to pay his respects.

Taking out a porcelain bottle from his cuff, Meng Xian said: "I heard that the emperor's hand was injured. This is a folk prescription from my hometown. It has a miraculous effect on promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis."

Shen Gu accepted it and asked, "How is the progress of the matter I asked you to investigate?"

Meng Xian's answer was ambiguous: "The slave has found out some things, but he doesn't know whether it is true or not."

"I will listen to whether it is true or not, tell me quickly."

"The slave heard that the Prince Regent has a male favorite in the mansion."

Shen Gu: "!"

What a surprise!

On the surface, strangers should not enter, but in private they are so unrestrained.It is true that people cannot be judged by their appearance.

However, Shen Gu naturally wouldn't fully believe what Meng Xian said: "This alone is not enough, check again, the more detailed the better."

Meng Xian replied: "Yes."

Then he said: "These servants have just entered the palace not long ago, and they serve the emperor personally, what does the emperor think?"

Meng Xian would not ask this question for no reason, the little eunuch must have said something to him.

Sure enough, it was the eyeliner placed beside him.

Shen Gu said in a very trusting tone: "I can rest assured of the person selected by Manager Meng."

Hearing this, Meng Xian was also relieved.

After Meng Xian left, Shen Gu asked the little eunuch to enter the bedroom.

"What did you say to Director Meng?" Shen Gu asked as if chatting, playing with the jade pendant on his waist.

If this piece of jade pendant were placed in modern times, it would be worth a fortune and could be sold for a lot of money.

The little eunuch was startled: "Slave... I am stupid, I beg the emperor to clarify."

"Go to the Punishment Department and walk around and you will know."

The Department of Punishment is the most terrifying place in the palace, almost none of the people who entered it came out alive.

When the little eunuch heard this, he panicked: "I know my mistake! I know my mistake!"

"Who is your real master, you'd better find out." Shen Gu stared at the people on the ground, "Otherwise, one day you will lose your life, don't blame me for not reminding you."

Shen Gu wanted to have his own people, but even an ant in the palace could not be trusted, so he had to cultivate it by himself, turning enemies into friends.

The little eunuch responded again and again, and the originally stable balance in his heart began to change.

Shen Gu stood up: "I want to leave the palace, you follow."

seeing is believing.Shen Gu would not have believed Chu Zhaoling's adoption of a male favorite if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes.

Shen Gu was dressed in a blue dress, holding a folding fan in his hand, and walked on the street swaggeringly.The last time I patronized and hid in Tibet, I didn't have a chance to take a good look.

There are various shops and vendors on both sides of the street, and there are endless pedestrians in the middle.The yelling was endless.There is a scene of prosperity everywhere.

Shen Gu's eyes are not enough, and he wants to buy everything he sees.However, there is another purpose for going out of the palace today, so I can't waste more time, so Shen suppressed his eagerness to move, and went for another day.

Half an hour later, Shen Gu strolled to Chu Zhaoling's mansion.The two stone lions at the door are mighty and domineering, and there are three words on the door plaque - General's Mansion.

The pen goes like a dragon and a snake, without restraint.

This mansion was bestowed by the late emperor when Chu Zhaoling was a general, so the name of the mansion has been preserved, and the title of queen with a different surname has never been changed.

Shen Gu looked at it for a while, then walked to the door.

The little eunuch stepped forward and patted the door knocker, then retreated behind Shen Gu.

It was a middle-aged man who opened the door.Shen Gu guessed that it should be a housekeeper, manager or something, and judging from the other party's reaction, he recognized himself.

This is much easier.

Shen Gu put his hands behind his back: "I'll take a look, there's no need to salute."

Uncle Fu hurriedly stepped aside: "Your Majesty, please come in."

Shen Gu walked in, relying on his status, he said confidently: "Take me to have a look."

Uncle Fu dared not disobey, and led the way ahead.

Walking to the gate of the back garden, before entering, I heard bursts of high-spirited talk.Just listening to the voice, they are all men.

Shen Gu stretched his neck to look inside: "Who is it?"

Uncle Fu recalled what the prince had told him, "If anyone asks, just say it's my favorite man." He said without hesitation, "Go back to the emperor, he belongs to the prince."

After all, the wording is euphemistic.

In fact, these people are all Chu Zhaoling's disciples. They either have acquaintances or special skills, and they are Chu Zhaoling's think tanks.

It's just that there are too many people, so in order to deceive people, they say that he is the prince's favorite boy - Uncle Fu naturally classifies Shen Gu as an outsider.

Hearing this, Shen Gu couldn't hold back his curiosity and walked in.

There were seven men in the garden.

One is drinking; two are fighting with swords, they look exactly the same, they are twins; one is playing the piano; the other is holding an iron with one hand.

According to the type and style, the summary is: one is romantic and suave; two are cold and chilling; one is gentle and jade-like;

Even though Shen Gu was already mentally prepared, he still grinned uncontrollably: "Your lord is really powerful."

Be both zero and one.

Forber was very humble: "You are too proud."

Chu Zhaoling was approving the memorial in the imperial study.

Ever since Shen Gu attempted to hang himself, the morning court has been delayed.There are so many factions in the DPRK and China. Every time they go to the court, it is like opening a cockfighting cage. There is a lot of quarrels, and no results can be discussed.

However, Chu Zhaoling was not good at words. Whenever he encountered such a situation, he just wanted to arrest these people and punch them one by one.

So these days, big and small things are all based on memorials.

The person who was not helpful did not come, Chu Zhaoling felt that reading the memorial was much faster.

At this time, Xiao Wu walked in: "My lord, the emperor has gone to the residence."

Chu Zhaoling didn't realize it for a while: "Whose house is it?"

"Your."

The author has something to say:

Chu Zhaoling: Night owls come into the house and come for nothing.

Shen Gu: Gu Gu Gu

Chu Zhaoling:?

Shen Gu: The night owl calls.