[Comprehensive film and television] The daily life of the male god

When An Zixuan was out of breath and ran to the altar at the gate of the palace, the sky was already cloudy, and Wang Zhao also came back from outside the palace, and handed over the jade altar and willow branches to the guardian. Walking up to the altar and kneeling to worship, the big raindrops began to fall down.

Songyue, which has been scorched for four consecutive months, finally ushered in the first rain.

For a moment, some people in the square cheered for the relief of the drought, some sighed because of the loss of the opportunity, some felt complicated because of the disappointment, and some were terrified because the secret was broken. Only An Zixuan's heart was as still as water.

An Zixuan watched Wang Zhao on the altar under the rain curtain. The rain was so heavy that she couldn't keep her eyes open, but she still tried her best to look at the vague figure, trying to see him more clearly.

This rain praying ceremony can be said to be a turning point for him. Whether he is willing or not, he will be pushed into a cruel battle for the heir apparent.

The drought is over and the rainy season is coming, but Xie Shu, who was so secretive the moment Wang Zhao stepped onto the altar, has less contact with An Zixuan.

In Xie Shu's memory, because of Wang Zhao's brother-in-law killing, the princes withered day by day, and those bloody scenes were repeated in her mind so that she couldn't sleep.

Unable to bear the abuse of her prince friends, all she can do is to remind the eighth prince to beware of the fourth prince, and because of the relationship between the fourth prince, An Zixuan is gradually alienated.

An Zixuan knew Xie Shu's intentions, but she couldn't do anything about it. How could she tell her that Wang Zhao didn't do all this, but her eighth brother?

History sent them to a fork in the road, and they chose different paths because of them.

Without the company of Zhishu, An Zixuan became lonely again. In the past, she could go to Meichayuan to help her with things, but now she has become a political enemy because of her boyfriend, and their relationship is also tense.

"Xie Shu hasn't come for a long time." Wang Zhao knocked on An Zixuan who was in a daze, "What's the matter with you? In the past, either you stayed in the Tea Academy of Fine Arts, or she nestled in Zhanxing Terrace."

"It's not because of you." An Zixuan sighed: "You and the Eighth Prince didn't fight each other in the previous court. Can we have a good relationship in the backyard?"

"Then what should I do? Do you want me to let Brother Xu?" Wang Zhao smiled.

"Forget it, go your own way." An Zixuan shook her head: "This is all an arrangement of fate, and I can't blame others."

"By the way, I won't come back for dinner tonight." When the wind picked up, Wang Zhao put the cloak on An Zixuan on the chair: "You don't have to wait for me."

"What? Is there a treat tonight?" An Zixuan jokingly tightened her neckline.

"Well, it's my mother."

"Pfft..." An Zixuan sprayed the tea on Wang Zhao's face.

"Your mother?" An Zixuan's expression was disbelief: "Let's have a Hongmen banquet, how could your mother ask you to eat for no reason?"

"I don't know." Wang Zhao wiped off the water on his face expressionlessly: "But you have to go and see to find out what's going on."

An Zixuan gave a thumbs up: "Your mother and third brother are really tenacious."

That night Wang Zhao went to the banquet, and when he came back, his face was very ugly. When An Zixuan asked him, she just got a perfunctory answer.

He didn't want her to get involved in this dark and disgusting dispute.

In fact, she knew that even if he didn't tell her, the third prince was demoted from the palace after the rain ceremony, and Wang Zhao took over his position. This kid jumped up in a hurry, and he must have planned to kill the prince, so he quickly took the position before he was out of the palace.

As a result, An Zixuan thought the mother and son were too simple. The fact is that the prince was impeached by his relatives within a few days, and then the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty unanimously elected Wang Zhao, which completely pushed him to the forefront. The prince who had a good relationship also had a quarrel with him.

So Wang Zhao, who could force a smile in front of An Zixuan in the past few days, completely turned black.

An Zixuan was really speechless to this mother and son for being restless and dragging others to back her up.

And Wang Zhao, who was sitting opposite An Zixuan, was also preoccupied at this time.

Ever since he made his mark at the Rain Prayer Festival, the third child and his mother have been trying to use him against the crown prince, and after they explicitly refused, they made such a mess. Even if he wanted to help the crown prince, the crown prince might not be as good as before. Trust, this plan kills two birds with one stone.

And he just came back from his mother, this woman actually poisoned and murdered the prince to frame him for the sake of the third child, and even the entire Zhongzhou family has prepared a joint sentence to make him king, just waiting for the Double Ninth Festival Dongchuang incident to happen , the prince died with him, so as to help the third child to rise to power.

He couldn't stop it, because once it was stopped, it would be tantamount to throwing himself into a trap.

This matter was stuck in his heart like a stone, as if he knew his own death date and could not stop it, and he was helpless.

Wang Zhao raised his eyes to look at An Zixuan's worried eyes, and he became more determined not to mix her in.

If he dies, he will ask Cui Zhimeng to send her out. The old ten couples are pure-hearted and have a good relationship with her. It will be no problem to erase her identity and send her away.

At least she was safe, and he left with peace of mind.

So An Zixuan was imprisoned in disguise.

After Wang Zhao took over the position of the third child, he dispatched a small group of soldiers to secretly secure Zhanxingtai. Except for Cui Zhimeng and him, the others could only come in and out, and An Zixuan was not allowed to go out at all.

An Zixuan, who was imprisoned to the point of madness, was restless, what is this guy doing!

Is something going to happen again?

An Zixuan pinched her fingers...

can't remember anything...

When the drama comes to use, I will hate it less. Damn it, I knew I was going to wear it. I watched it five, six, seven, ten times in the first place!

So An Zixuan adopted the old method and waited and watched...

If you are imprisoned, you will be imprisoned. You can eat, drink, and survive starvation. Anyway, there are so many little pornographic books in the attic. It is also good to learn how to unlock them. Maybe you can use them in the future.

So one day, An Zixuan, who was fascinated by reading pornographic books, was caught.

Wang Zhao leaned on the chair and flipped through An Zixuan's little yellow book that he had been pondering for several days. From time to time, he raised his eyes to glance at An Zixuan who was kneeling on the cushion and sincerely admitted his mistake.

An Zixuan lowered her head, glanced at Wang Zhao, and then again, this guy was amazed at Xiao Huangshu with the expression that he didn't expect you to be such a person.

Never seen it?

Eye-opening right?

Opened the door to a new world, right?

Just as An Zixuan was about to flatter her, the owner of the flattery got up slowly, rolled a book into a tube, and knocked it down on An Zixuan's head.

"What's going on in your head all day long?" Wang Zhao casually picked up the little yellow book that An Zixuan was about to grab and threw it on the table, squatting down and looking at her.

An Zixuan looked regretfully at the little yellow book that was only an arm's length away from her but was far away because of Wang Zhao, and felt deeply wronged: "Who told you to lock me up here all day? I'm bored and have nothing to do?"

"I'm doing this for your own good." Wang Zhao rubbed An Zixuan's hair distressedly: "It will be fine after a while, and I will take you out to play, to the old ten's grandfather's house, where you still The view of mountains and rivers is very good.”

"Oh……"

An Zixuan collapsed on the ground discouraged: "How long will it take?"

"Hurry up, I'll let you out after the Double Ninth Festival." Wang Zhao pulled An Zixuan up: "It's cold on the ground, I have to lie down on the bed."

An Zixuan grabbed his hand and got up, Wang Zhaogang let go, and the guy collapsed on the ground again, like a snake without bones.

"Get up quickly." Wang Zhao was helpless and continued to pull her, but he didn't expect to pull her up for a while, but brought himself down instead.

So An Zixuan watched Wang Zhao fall down, and pinned her down impartially.

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