My aesthetic is out of tune with the world

The news of Xie Chuyun spread quickly, and Duo Hai still polished it up a bit before speaking directly to Chen Yu,

"I'm afraid the Duke may not be free now..."

If you can't be free, you won't see it, Chen Yu sighed, covered his face and said in frustration,

"Then when can I go out?"

"Just make an appointment tonight,"

Dahai whispered,

"That person has already experienced it. He is of the blood of the King of England. His Majesty plans to register him in the genealogy and record it in the ancestral temple. He will inherit the title and territory of the King of England. He will hold a banquet at Fengling Terrace today."

Chen Yuzhi was not sure what the emperor was thinking for a while, so he frowned,

"I'll go as well?"

Duohai is half a point shorter,

"Yes."

"Xie Chuyun going?"

Dohai is two points shorter,

"Should have gone."

The emperor should have known about finding the heir of the King of England before Chen Yuzhi came, but he didn't mention a single word when he entered the palace that day, and he didn't know what kind of plan he had in his heart.

Fengling Terrace is located on a small island in the middle of the lake. It is warm in winter and cool in summer, and the scenery is very beautiful. The emperor usually holds a family banquet here. When Chen Yu arrived at Fengling Terrace, there were some beautiful concubines sitting on the left side of the banquet hall. He lowered his head as quietly as a chicken, like a wooden man.

To be a concubine is to be favored by the emperor, but the premise is that the emperor is powerful, but looking at the current situation in the palace, there is really no need to compete for favor, especially the emperor is still short and poor.

Most of these concubines were of low status, they were beauties collected by Xie Chuyun from the people for the emperor in the past, and their family background could not give the emperor any help.

Chen Yuzhi came at just the right time, but I don't know why the emperor was crazy, he arrived earlier than him, it seemed that Chen Yuzhi was rude.

"Your brother is late, please forgive me, Brother Huang."

Chen Yu straightened up his robe to salute, the emperor waved his hands indifferently, looking in better spirits than before,

"It's because I came early, it's not your fault."

After finishing speaking, he pointed to a man who looked like a scholar. He didn't explain the cause and effect clearly, and said without beginning and end.

"This is the heir of the King of England. It stands to reason that you should be called uncle. Qi Xing, this is your Nine Emperor Uncle."

The boy named Qixing got up when he heard the words, and bowed his hands to Chen Yu,

"Nephew has met Uncle Nine Emperors."

His face was expressionless, and his tone was blunt, as if someone owed him one hundred and eighty thousand.

Chen Yu was so funny in his heart that he didn't even bother to talk to him. After he sat down, he waved his hand perfunctorily.

"Excuse me."

Qixing's etiquette is not good enough, Chen Yuzhi can be even worse than him, the emperor seemed to have not seen the undercurrent between the two of them, he smiled and said to Chen Yuzhi,

"I plan to let Qixing take over the title of King of England, and the fief should be Qinghe, and add three thousand households in the city of food."

Chen Yuzhi didn't understand what he was talking about at all, just nodded with a smile,

"Brother Shengming."

While the few people were talking, Xie Chuyun also arrived. This one didn't click like Chen Yuzhi, and was a quarter of an hour late.

"The servant is late, please forgive me, the emperor."

He saluted casually, straightened up without bending his body, full of perfunctory meaning, the concubine didn't dare to breathe when she saw the atmosphere, Qixing frowned when she saw this, only the emperor was calm and unbelievable,

"Take a seat."

In a word, there is no emotion at all.

Xie Chuyun smiled,

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Then he glanced around in the hall, sat down directly on Chen Yuzhi's lower head, and said very familiarly in front of the emperor,

"I haven't seen you for four or five days, Your Highness has become more and more extraordinary."

Chen Yu has always been an idiot if he didn't take advantage of this opportunity to build relationships.

"Xie Dugong has reduced a lot."

"Is it?"

Xie Chuyun frowned slightly, and subconsciously touched his cheek, but he didn't feel anything, and put it down again in a waned mood.

This scene fell in the eyes of the emperor, and many different messages were read out, such as the relationship between the two seems to be very close?For example, Xie Chuyun seemed to look at Chen Yuzhi differently?Another example...

The emperor was condescending and saw Chen Yuzhi holding Xie Chuyun's hand quietly under the table.

It's like elementary school students in class doing tricks, but they don't know that the head teacher can see clearly from above.

Chen Yuzhi gave full play to his dandy's nature, his peach blossom eyes were shining brightly, he held Xie Chuyun's hand and squeezed it,

"It's not that Dugong has lost weight, his hands are two points thinner than before."

Listening carefully, there is actually a bit of genuine distress.

Xie Chuyun's eyes fluttered, and he pulled out his hand lightly,

"I can't bear His Highness's concern."

Chen Yu looked directly at the field, a group of dancers in wide-sleeved gauze skirts were dancing, their clothes were completely blocked by the shadows of their temples, so he boldly went to Xie Chuyun's side,

"Are you still angry about what happened that day? The hall was just in a trance for a while and didn't react."

What Chen Yu said was the truth, and even if the system didn't release this task, he still planned to find an opportunity to explain it clearly to Xie Chuyun.

He took Xie Chuyun's hand again, and gently stroked his palm,

"Master Dugong has a lot, so don't bother with me."

Xie Chuyun didn't speak when he heard the words, but he didn't shake off his hand, just looked at him with a half-smile.

The dancers on the stage had their sleeves swaying. The emperor seemed to be too drunk, and was staring at them with dull eyes. Chen Yu held that slender hand, and slowly put it to his mouth for a kiss.

Not only a kiss, but also a presumptuous bite.

Feeling the warm wetness of his fingertips, Xie Chuyun's pupils dilated slightly, as if he didn't expect him to be so courageous, but Chen Yu let go in a second, because the dance on the stage was over.

The emperor seemed to be in a state of intoxication, and Wu Yong said,

"Your Majesty, why don't you leave? This servant will help you back to the Qianyuan Hall to rest."

"Oh, old."

The emperor's eyes were cloudy, and he shook his head helplessly, letting everyone feast and have fun, and he left the stage early with Wu Yong's support.

Xie Chuyun was the second to leave. When he got up, he took a special look at Chen Yuzhi, and said softly,

"I'm too drunk to drink, go to the side hall to rest for a while, and hope His Highness will forgive me."

Chen Yu has always had a rare EQ online. Hearing this, he looked at Qixing who was opposite, and after Xie Chuyun had left for a while, he also left with an excuse.

The side halls of Fengling Terrace are reserved for the master to rest and use. There are several rooms from left to right, and Chen Yu didn't have to look for them one by one. Several Xuanyi guards guarded the door of one of them.

Seeing Chen Yu coming straight over, they bowed their hands in salute,

"I have seen the lord!"

After finishing speaking, he didn't stop him, and turned sideways to let out the entrance.

Signaling Duohai and the others to stay outside, Chen Yu pushed the door open and entered, but saw that there was no one inside. He opened the hanging veil and walked into the inner room. The quilt on the couch seemed to be bulging.

Chen Yu always thought that Xie Chuyun was lying in it, and when he lifted the quilt to look, it turned out to be empty. At this moment, a sudden force came from behind him, and his eyes were immediately covered.

The other party didn't speak, Chen Yu knew who it was, shook his head on purpose, and said in doubt,

"Who's here?"

The other party didn't speak, covered his eyes with one hand, and hugged his waist with the other, as if to let him guess.

"Let me guess..."

Chen Yu touched the hand on his waist,

"Hiss... Could it be Ah Ying?"

After speaking, he felt his waist tighten, Xie Chuyun wrapped his belt a few times, with a silent warning, Chen Yu stopped making trouble, fearing that he would strangle him to death.

"Ah Jiu?"

Chen Yu pulled the hand over his eyes, turned around and saw that it was indeed Xie Chuyun, who was shaking with laughter, and fell into his arms.

"Your Highness really has many confidante friends, who is Ah Ying?"

Chen Yu held him firmly, shrugged his shoulders,

"Hmm, I don't know either."

Just made up names.

Xie Chuyun walked towards him step by step, and Chen Yuzhi also retreated subconsciously.

"Maybe it's because there are too many confidante friends, and I can't remember any of them. It's strange that there are so many unlucky people in the world."

Little heartless.

Chen Yu pinched his face in a strange way,

"This hall has never been unkind to you."

Xie Chuyun knocked off his hand, looked at him while caressing his reddish face,

"If Your Highness has never been unlucky, why did you suffer the pain of being confined for a few days?"

"If you hadn't lied to me, how could that day happen?"

Turn over old accounts, right? Let's see who can turn over whom.

Xie Chuyun stopped talking, lowered his eyes, and drew circles on his chest with his fingers, looking a little aggrieved.

Chen Yu sighed, touched his forehead,

"Does your head still hurt? Don't drink next time."

Xie Chuyun's eyes flickered, it was all affection,

"It's not my head that hurts, but my slave's heart hurts."

Chen Yuzhi pretended not to hear, suddenly picked him up and put him on the bed, then sat by the bed and took off his boots for him.

"Your Highness..."

Xie Chuyun didn't expect him to be so condescending, and there was a real sense of helplessness in his eyes. Chen Yuzhi was very calm, pushed him back, and then shook off the quilt to cover him,

"Didn't you shout that you can't drink, go to sleep."

After speaking, he patted him like coaxing a child.

Xie Chuyun: ...

The development of things seems to be a little different from what he thought at first.

"The slave is asleep, what is your Highness doing?"

"I watched you sleep."

"..."

Xie Chuyun was stunned for a moment, then laughed out loud,

"Then His Highness will watch."

After speaking, he wrapped his back in the quilt and breathed steadily, as if he really fell asleep.

Chen Yu yawned when he saw this, and fell asleep leaning against the bedpost. For some reason, he has been depressed since he came to this world, even the system, and the sense of binding between the two has become weaker and weaker.

There was a piercing current sound, and the intermittent sound of the system sounded,

"Spiritual power... mental power is not enough..."

Time and space taskers are not immortal, their mental power is equivalent to their lifespan, and it will be exhausted after an average of four interfaces. At that time, the system will unbundle and look for a new host.

Counting this time, Chen Yu has always been the third interface, and it will be almost the same when the fourth interface is released. When the binding is released, he will stay in that world forever.

Ordinary people's lifespan is only a hundred years, but he has lived more than twice as long, so he still made money after calculation, but...

If the system is unbound, he will lose the ability to search for the soul. Will he be able to find this person again then?

Chen Yu had been thinking too much, and he felt sleepy, and unconsciously fell on the couch. Xie Chuyun noticed the movement behind him, and got up quietly, only to see that he was sleeping with his eyes closed and breathing deeply.

Xie Chuyun rolled over and got off the bed, gently took off his boots and coat for him, put the quilt on him, and lay side by side with him.

The years were quiet, and even his breathing seemed a little drunk. Xie Chuyun's fingertips traced Chen Yuzhi's eyebrows and eyes in the air, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

I didn't know how long he had slept for this sleep. When Chen Yu woke up in a daze, it was already dark. He subconsciously moved his hands, only to find someone sleeping in his arms.

Chen Yu bowed his head straight, and met Xie Chuyun's dark eyes,

"Your Highness is awake."

There was a bit of resentment in the voice, Xie Chuyun lay with him for a whole day, his body became stiff.

When a person wakes up, his mind is chaotic and he doesn't want to do anything. Chen Yu sat up in a daze, then touched his belly,

"...so hungry."

Xie Chuyun followed suit and sat up,

"Then the meal?"

"Forget it, let's go back to Changxin Palace to eat."

After Chen Yuzhi finished speaking, he glanced at Xie Chuyun, smiled at him, and added,

"You come with me."