Dressed as the teacher of the Black Lotus Emperor

The slender and strong fingers encircled the lonely ankle, and the slightly rough fingertips rubbed against the delicate knuckles. The force seemed random, but it firmly held the jade foot so that it could not move.

Shen Qingzhuo gave up competing with the little apprentice, and asked puzzledly: "Why do you measure this?"

"I've measured it, of course it's useful for me." Xiao Shen didn't answer directly, but just smiled, "I'll help you pinch your feet."

Shen Qingzhuo felt that he was thinking of something good, so he kicked him, "Mr. is telling you something serious, did you listen?"

"Listen." Xiao Shen took advantage of the opportunity to hold the reddish instep, pressed his knuckles against the sole of the foot slightly, and replied casually, "Mr. let the queen mother poison the father, isn't it just to clean up the Qi family in the future?" Lay a foreshadowing?"

"Hmm..." The soles of the feet were so crispy and numb, Shen Qingzhuo hummed unconsciously, "It seems that Xiao Qi has not only grown his head after being out for a few years."

Xiao Shen wrapped his exquisite and translucent jade feet with his palms, enjoying the soft and smooth touch, and said with a half-smile: "Where do I grow, sir, don't you know?"

"You're still growing—" the voice stopped abruptly, Shen Qingzhuo remembered the scene he saw in the bath, and even his palms seemed to burn, "Shut up, didn't you agree not to mention it again?"

"Okay, don't mention it." Xiao Shen scratched the sensitive soles of his feet, only to see the cute toes like petals curl up reflexively.

"Don't, don't scratch, haha..." Shen Qingzhuo laughed itchyly, stepped on his knee with the other foot, "Release quickly."

How can someone be so sensitive?

The dark eyes became more and more gloomy, Xiao Shen leaned over and kissed softly on the shiny instep, and then let go of his hand.

Shen Qingzhuo's waist trembled, and he looked at the little apprentice in astonishment, "Xiaoqi?"

"Mister's feet smell so good." Xiao Shen looked back at him calmly, "Could it be that your feet are usually soaked in spices?"

"No." Shen Qingzhuo frowned, and replied without thinking, "Who would use spices to soak their feet?"

Xiao Shen nodded: "It's probably body fragrance."

After that, he picked up the basin and went out to pour water as if nothing had happened.

Because his attitude was so natural, as if he had just done an unusual move, Shen Qingzhuo sat on the bed, and instead began to doubt himself.

It should be just the little apprentice expressing intimacy, just like he usually likes to hug and hug Mr., there is nothing to make a fuss about.

Shen Qingzhuo didn't think about it anymore, and the little apprentice came back at this time.

"Sir, can I stay overnight tonight?" Xiao Shen stared at him eagerly, "Today's New Year's Eve, can I make an exception?"

"No!" Shen Qingzhuo categorically refused, "Go back to your own palace."

Xiao Shen twitched the corners of his lips, "But I want to greet the New Year with my husband, and I want to be the first person to say Happy New Year to him."

"Mister understands your heart." Shen Qingzhuo got up and lay down on the bed, pushing the young man to force him to turn around, "But what you have to do is to go back to bed obediently."

Xiao Shen was pushed towards the door by his husband like a puppet, and suddenly he reached out to grab the door frame again, turned his face away and struggled for the last time, "Is it really not possible? I promise that the husband will not help me again tonight."

Shen Qingzhuo's footsteps paused slightly, a puff of heat surged up his cheeks, and he firmly opened the little apprentice's fingers, "I'll count to three, three, two—"

The little apprentice has always understood the principle of accepting as soon as he sees a deal. Hearing this, he let go of his hand. Before leaving, he boldly rubbed Mr.'s face, "Happy New Year in advance, Mr.!"

"Xiao Xiaoqi!" Shen Qingzhuo let out a low voice, watching helplessly as the little apprentice disappeared in front of his eyes.

The child is really getting more and more disobedient as he grows up, next time he must find an opportunity to teach him a good lesson.

Jiyue Pavilion finally returned to silence. Shen Qingzhuo stood at the door and called out: "Xiang Chen."

"Master." A black shadow appeared in the courtyard.

"On New Year's Eve, you don't have to watch any more." Shen Qingzhuo said lightly, "Go inside and rest."

Holding the sword in his hand, Xiang Chen replied in a low voice, "I'll be guarding the master outside."

Shen Qingzhuo sighed: "Xiang Chen, do you know why I gave you this name?"

Two years ago, Mr. Shen promised the secret guard to give him a name, and after careful consideration, he finally chose "Xiang Chen".

Xiang Chen raised his black and cold eyes, and shook his head honestly, "I don't know."

"Xiang Chen, one means dawn, the other means dawn, and the third means the sky will be bright." Shen Qingzhuo explained unhurriedly, "I gave you this name in the hope that one day you will find your own light instead of living in darkness for life.”

Looking at him, Xiang Chen suddenly knelt down on one knee, "Please punish me, master."

"What am I punishing you for?" Shen Qingzhuo was stunned, "Why are you kneeling down again? Get up quickly."

Xiang Chen lowered his head: "I must have done something wrong, the master will drive me away."

"Where do you want to go?" Shen Qingzhuo couldn't help laughing, and walked over to help him up, "I won't drive you away, at least if I stay in the palace for one day, you will have a bite to eat."

In the past two years, with the development of his power in the DPRK, various dangers have followed.

Once he was assassinated outside the palace. If Xiang Chen, who was secretly protecting him, hadn't blocked the knife for him, given his current physical condition, he might not be able to withstand it.

Xiang Chen got up silently, seemed to understand what he meant, and said in a stubborn tone: "Master wants to go, so Xiang Chen will go with him."

"Sometimes, I really feel like a stubborn donkey." Shen Qingzhuo smiled helplessly, "Now the master wants you to go back to the house and have a good rest, are you listening?"

Xiang Chen responded, "Yes, Master."

"Wait a minute." Shen Qingzhuo called him again, and took out a gold silk sachet from his sleeve, "New Year's gift, keep it."

Xiang Chen was stunned, and hesitantly reached out to take the sachet amid the urging of the master.

"Go back." Shen Qingzhuo waved his hand, "In the new year, there is still a tough battle to fight."

Holding the sachet in his hand, Xiang Chen took one last look at the slim and elegant back of his master, turned around and disappeared into the dark night.

***

At the beginning of the new year, the palace was full of jubilation, in stark contrast to the withered Emperor Guangxi on the dragon couch.

On the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, Shen Qingzhuo was ordered to go to the Zichen Palace. Even though he had made sufficient mental preparations, when he saw the emperor with his eyes, his heart skipped a beat.

"Here we come..." Emperor Guangxi opened his eyes, and his voice was full of anger, "Tomorrow... Tomorrow's feast for the ministers..."

"Your Majesty, please rest assured that everything has been properly arranged." Shen Qingzhuo guessed what he was going to say, and took the initiative to report, "All Jin Yiwei are on standby, guarding the inside and outside of Fengtian Palace, to ensure nothing goes wrong."

"Cough..." Emperor Guangxi coughed with difficulty, his throat was like a leaky bellows, "Make sure that all the princes and ministers are present."

"I understand." Shen Qingzhuo clasped his hands back, hesitated for a moment, and then asked, "Where is His Royal Highness Prince Jin?"

"Prince Jin..." Emperor Guangxi stared at a spot in the sky, "how is his body?"

Shen Qingzhuo replied: "If you go back to the emperor, His Highness Prince Jin will remain the same."

Emperor Guangxi took a breath, "King Zuo Jin... is absent."

"Yes." Shen Qingzhuo lowered his eyes and answered.

"If... there is any change in the Longevity Palace, you will, according to my orders, immediately block the Longevity Palace." Emperor Guangxi paused almost every word, "We must not let... the Queen Mother destroy..."

Shen Qingzhuo: "I understand."

Emperor Guangxi closed his eyes, "Okay, let's go down."

When Shen Qingzhuo retreated to the outer hall, he just had a face-to-face meeting with Concubine Yuan who came to take care of the emperor.

"Concubine Yuan." He cupped his hands in salute, "Please take a step to speak."

Concubine Yuan signaled the maid beside her to step back, and then said: "According to Mr. Shen's instructions, all the evidence has been left."

Shen Qingzhuo asked softly: "Edict?"

"It's in Su Huaian's hands." Concubine Yuan looked at him with a calm tone, "The person the emperor trusts the most is still Eunuch Su."

Shen Qingzhuo paused, "So the empress doesn't know, which one will the emperor finally register as the crown prince?"

Concubine Yuan slowly shook her head.

"It's okay, it doesn't affect the overall situation." Shen Qingzhuo replied lightly, "From this moment on, please take good care of the emperor."

Concubine Yuan nodded slightly, and asked again: "What about the things you promised me?"

"Your Majesty, don't worry, a gentleman promises, Shen always keeps his word and does what he does." Shen Qingzhuo looked back at her frankly, "When all the dust settles, what the Empress wants, I will definitely offer it with both hands."

"Okay." Concubine Yuan got up, and Yingying bowed, "Then I wish Master Shen, a successful start and success in no time."

Shen Qingzhuo cupped his hands in return: "My lady, please."

***

It was night, and the sleeping palace was completely silent.

Shen Qingzhuo stood in front of the desk, raised his pen and rolled up his sleeves, the tip of the fine Langhao pen fell on the snow-white rice paper, and black characters emerged one by one like flowing clouds and flowing water.

"Master Shen." Lin Jinyu pushed open the door, "Your Excellency is so elegant, I can calm down and practice calligraphy now."

Shen Qingzhuo didn't turn her head back, and her pen was not stagnant, "Why can't you calm down?"

Lin Jinyu walked to the desk, supported the desk with one hand, and admired Mr. Shen's calligraphy, "Do you know how many people can't sleep tonight?"

"I can't sleep either." Shen Qingzhuo raised his eyes and smiled as the last stroke fell, "After all, what I have to do is to seek to usurp the throne."

Lin Jinyu smiled slightly: "No, no, it's clearly a great thing to do to help the community."

"Master Lin taught you the right lesson." Shen Qingzhuo also smiled, and then said seriously, "How, did King Qin make sense?"

Lin Jinyu gave a soft "tsk", "You don't know him, he is a dead-headed person, and he has to repay the kindness of a drop of water."

Shen Qingzhuo's face remained unchanged, "It's normal that I don't know King Qin, it's enough for you to know."

"For so many years, whether it's for King Qin or Shuodong, the emperor has really nothing to say." Lin Jinyu turned around and leaned her back against the edge of the table, "Xiao Luchi is grateful to his emperor brother, that's why I'm so grateful." Should be recalled to Beijing without hesitation, without even thinking about it, could this be a trap?"

In history, there are many examples of secretly conscripting kings back to Beijing, framing them for treason, and taking the opportunity to seize military power.What's more, King Qin led his troops back to Beijing at such a sensitive moment of regime change.

Shen Qingzhuo secretly thought in his heart, he really deserves to be the hero of the original book, such courage is indeed very human.

But he still reminded: "If King Qin insists on standing on the same front with the emperor, then I have nothing to do."

Lin Jinyu frowned, and looked at him seriously, "Qing Zhuo, I know you are fully prepared, but I still hope you can let him go. I, Lin Jinyu, promise you with the head of the project, King Qin will never No ambition to fight for power."

The two looked at each other under the candlelight, and they were all bright.

"Don't worry, I know." After a short silence, Shen Qingzhuo bent his lips and took out a white porcelain bottle from his sleeve, "You can't persuade him, stop him, you can do it, right?"

Lin Jinyu's eyes fell on his hand, "This is..."

"It will only make His Royal Highness King Qin fall into a deep sleep, and sleep peacefully through this palace change." Shen Qingzhuo handed the porcelain bottle in front of him, "There will be no side effects."

After hesitating for a moment, Lin Jinyu reached out to take it, "Okay."

At this moment, a familiar "Sir" suddenly came from outside the door.

Shen Qingzhuo was startled, retracted his hand like an electric shock, subconsciously lowered his voice and said, "King Jin is here, find a place to hide."

"His Royal Highness King Jin?" Lin Jinyu raised her eyebrows slightly, "Why should I hide? I'm not a wild man who has an affair with you."

When the last word landed, Xiao Shen who didn't get a response gently pushed the door open.

The next moment, the four eyes met, His Royal Highness Prince Jin's face changed suddenly, and he said coldly: "Who are you?"

"Xiaoqi, calm down!" Shen Qingzhuo immediately walked to the little apprentice, "Lin Jinyu, Master Lin, you have seen it before."

However, Xiao Shen's complexion did not improve, and his tone became more and more cold: "In the middle of the night, why do you share a room with him alone, sir?"

The author has something to say:

Sir: Let me explain, we are discussing state affairs!

Wolf Cub: In the middle of the night?Lonely and widowed, discussing state affairs?

Lord Lin: Wait, why do I feel that His Royal Highness Prince Jin looks familiar?

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