False Jacksu forced to become Jacksu [Quick Transmigration]

Interrupted by the emperor's affairs, Han Yun didn't go out to go shopping.

The emperor was very special to him, Han Yun could see it, and at the same time was very curious, why when the man saw him for the first time, his eyes seemed to be staring at a long-lost treasure.But when Han Yun tried to say something, what the emperor said didn't match. He was just an ordinary ancient man, and he didn't have the previous memories.

All this made Han Yun's mood a little complicated, and his attitude towards the emperor became cold, he casually followed his questions, and shrank beside Shen Xuanhe in a nervous and bewildered manner.

Seeing the closeness of the two, the emperor secretly gritted his teeth, but he also knew how oppressive his identity could bring him, and couldn't help but regret why he still wore a dragon robe when he went out. He should have worn casual clothes if he knew it earlier.

He left after a while. Before leaving, he said to Han Yun: "My name is Shen Qingrang."

This made Han Yun unable to answer.

He looked at Shen Xuanhe for help, Shen Xuanhe smiled, and cupped his hands to the emperor: "Brother Huang, go slowly."

Shen Qing let Tuixiu go, he was afraid that if he took another look, he would not be able to resist snatching Han Yun back to the palace.

Enough of acting, Han Yun let go of Shen Xuan and his sleeves, but unexpectedly, he was touched by his face comfortingly, and then hugged her waist.

"Scared?"

Han Yun didn't speak.

Shen Xuanhe pulled him to sit at the table and poured another cup of tea.

Han Yun held the teacup in his hand, looked at Shen Xuanhe pretending to be confused, and said, "That—the emperor, he looks at me strangely."

Shen Xuan smiled and said softly: "The emperor...he is the most powerful person in the world. Powerful people often like to grab other people's things. Keep it in the palace."

He meant something, Han Yun bit the rim of the cup and asked: "Is it okay for you to say that? After all, he is..."

"It doesn't matter," Shen Xuan said softly, "I'm not so incompetent that I can't control my own mansion."

That's the case, but in ancient times, which minister dared to speak behind his back—or it would be more appropriate to say that it is more appropriate to complain, Shen Xuanhe's rebellious heart can be seen.

Han Yun hesitated and asked: "You mean, he...will let me enter the palace?"

Shen Xuanhe was silent for a while, and then said: "Maybe, the emperor's holy will is always difficult to fathom."

Come on, you just complained so bluntly, but there is nothing difficult about it.

Shen Xuanhe then said: "But don't worry, I won't let him take you away."

"But, he is the emperor."

"A Yun, I will try my best." Shen Xuanhe said, looking into Han Yun's eyes, with a gentle voice, "Trust me."

Han Yun nodded.

However, he already had an answer in his heart.

Shen Xuan and this ambiguous statement can only deceive young and ignorant girls, try your best?Who cares about the level of effort?Not himself.If he really cared, he should have asked Han Yun to go back to the mountain to avoid it, or ask Lu Qingshi for help. After all, he is a person from the world, and there are more ways to teach.

Seeing him drinking tea silently, Shen Xuanhe felt a little irritable, obviously everything was going according to plan, but he just couldn't calm down.

He drank the cold tea in the cup and moved to sit beside Han Yun.

"Ayun," he said, "will you... like him?"

Han Yun opened his eyes slightly, and said in surprise, "Who? You said—the emperor? Of course not." He frowned, as if he was a little angry because of Shen Xuanhe's absurd idea.

Shen Xuanhe quickly apologized and said, "Don't be angry, I'm just worried... worried that you will really leave me."

After all, he is the emperor, and he has tasted the taste of power, if...

Han Yun pursed his lips and said nothing, Shen Xuanhe leaned forward, helped his face and kissed him.

He held him in his arms, licked and kissed Han Yun's lips softly and patiently, until he relaxed a little, then parted his lips and poked in, hooking the tip of his tongue to lick and suck.

That's all... If Han Yun really likes the feeling of being favored by the emperor alone and being under one person and above ten thousand people, then when he becomes emperor, all problems will be solved easily.

After that kiss, the relationship between the two became much closer. Of course, Han Yun did it deliberately.

After returning to his room at night, he thought over the ins and outs of their acquaintance for a long time, from Shen Xuanhe being picked up to the mountain, to the night when he secretly expressed his admiration for him in the dark, and later invited him down the mountain, and confessed to him at the inn. white……

Now that the two are together, Han Yun couldn't help thinking about the emperor's special attitude towards him and Shen Xuanhe's ambiguous attitude that day. He took a step back and said, if Shen Xuanhe didn't object so much to him being taken by the emperor enter the palace...

As soon as this bold idea came out, Han Yun found that everything was in order.If Shen Xuanhe wants the throne, it can only be because the current emperor is dead or the Zen throne or forced into the palace. Judging from the current situation, Shen Xuanhe can be hunted down to the point of losing half his life. Let it go with the Zen seat for now; then, the rest is for Shen Qingrang to die...

So, did Shen Xuanhe want him to kill Shen Qingrang?

But the question is, where did he get the confidence to know that Shen Qingrang would definitely be interested in him, and the interest was so great that he brought him into the palace?

Thinking of the emperor, Han Yun couldn't help feeling a little complicated, and sighed faintly.

No matter who that person was, the way he looked at him never changed.

A Ninth Five-Year Master actually put the word "okay" at the end of his speech, which is simply outrageous.

Thinking of this, Han Yun couldn't help showing a smile, but heard a voice behind him: "What are you thinking?"

Shen Xuanhe walked in.

Han Yun suppressed his expression and said lightly: "It's nothing."

"It's still early, do you want to go out for a walk? The night market is very lively."

"Really?" Han Yun became interested. He only went out during the day, but never visited the night market. "Then let's go."

Shen Xuan smiled, pinched his chin and leaned over to kiss him, took the cloak at the side and wrapped it around him, and said while tying the belt: "It's autumn, it's a bit cold, wear more."

The area where the Wangfu is located is already prosperous, and you can hear the noise when you walk through a street after you go out. There are hawkers selling things on both sides of the street. Han Yun bought a candied haws and ate them all the way. He also stretched out his hand when he saw some beautiful masks After touching it, Shen Xuanhe bought it when he saw that he liked it, and asked the accompanying servants to carry it.

The annual Lantern Festival is coming soon, and there are a lot of people on the street. Shen Xuanhe asked Han Yun to walk inside and held his hand.

Han Yun finished eating the rock candy on the candied haws. He hated the hawthorn sour and wanted to find a place to throw it away, but Shen Xuanhe took it and said, "Give it to me."

Han Yun reminded him: "It's quite sour."

Shen Xuanhe took a bite of the hawthorn and said, "It's not sour, everything Ah Yun has eaten is sweet."

Han Yun smiled, turned his head and continued to look at the lamp.

Shen Xuanhe chewed the pulp slowly. Although the hawthorn was indeed sour and astringent, it was not unacceptable. After all, he was very hungry when he was a child, but he even ate the green wild fruit that just grew on the tree. This level is nothing.

not to mention……

He lowered his head to look at the two hands that were clasped together. Originally, Han Yun just let him hold him, but then he started to hold him back at some point. The rare initiative put Shen Xuanhe in a good mood.

After eating and drinking and returning to the palace, Han Yun came out of the shower and saw Shen Xuanhe in his room with only his coat on, leaning on the bed and looking down at the book.

They had been sleeping in separate rooms before, and Shen Xuanhe knew that Han Yun was meek, so he gave him enough time.

Han Yun walked over, Shen Xuanhe put the book aside, and pulled him to sit on the bed.

He didn't give Han Yun a chance to say anything, but kissed him like that day, teased him slowly, and then pushed him down on the bed.

Shen Xuanhe untied Han Yun's belt, and his clothes also fell apart in a dawdling time. Han Yun saw the scar on his chest, which pierced crookedly like a centipede.

He gently touched it, then looked up at Shen Xuanhe, and asked, "Did the emperor do it?"

"it's already over."

Shen Xuanhe said that he rubbed the tip of Han Yun's nose, but he was not in a hurry to get down to business, he just pecked and kissed Han Yun's lips in a playful way.

He is a very restrained person, and the relief of desire is not that important to him.What's more, when you are with Han Yun, there are always some things that are much more comfortable than doing that.

Han Yun bit his lip and asked, "Why? He is already the emperor."

"He's an emperor, but he's also a human being. And human beings always want more."

Shen Xuanhe said in a low voice, as if he was talking about Shen Qingrang, but also as if he was talking to himself.

He lowered his head and kissed him, Han Yun leaned against his shoulder, a little embarrassed: "Yes, can you, don't do it first?"

Shen Xuanhe stood up and smoothed his long hair gently: "What's wrong?"

Han Yun pursed his lips and whispered, "I heard that it will hurt."

His cheeks were slightly red, and he looked at him with peach blossom eyes filled with water vapor.Shen Xuanhe subconsciously softened his expression. He grabbed Han Yun's hand, and the places he touched were all white and delicate. He has been living on the mountain. First, he was taken care of by his master. Probably the same as the degree of skin cut by leaves when playing with herbs.

But now, since he has arrived in the capital and the palace, how can he be willing to make him hurt.

Shen Xuanhe kissed Han Yun's fingertips, and said hoarsely, "No, I won't let you hurt."

……

The next morning, the steward came in a panic to report that the emperor was already waiting in the front hall, but neither of them got up.

Shen Xuanhe propped up the bed and sat up unhurriedly. Han Yun tied the belt of his inner coat and put on another coat. When he turned around, he saw Shen Xuanhe still leaning lazily. He couldn't help being stunned and asked : "Aren't you going?"

Shen Xuanhe smiled helplessly at him: "I can't get up."

Han Yun's face turned red, and he mumbled, "Then, I'll go out first, take your time." After speaking, he turned his head and walked out. Shen Xuanhe knew that he was embarrassed, so he couldn't help laughing out loud. He pulled the quilt, but it touched something behind him. The soreness and swelling made his smile froze on his face, and he froze and didn't dare to move anymore.

On the other side, Han Yun took his clothes and walked out of the bedroom to the outside room. He is not very good at wearing ancient clothes, especially now that it is cold, and he is wearing one after another, which is intricate.The servant took the clothes from Han Yun and was about to put them on for him, but Shen Qingrang opened the door and walked in.

A few servants hurriedly bowed their heads and retreated, Han Yun hurriedly gathered up his skirts, and stood there in embarrassment.

Shen Qingrang caught a glimpse of the hickey on the side of his neck, his expression turned cold, and he said to the servants: "You go out first."

The boy withdrew, Han Yun took a few steps back, and stammered: "The hall, the front of the hall is disrespectful, you should be guilty—" In the middle of speaking, Shen Qingrang stepped forward, stretched out his hand to straighten his collar .

Han Yun unconsciously let go of his hand, Shen Qingrang then smoothed his skirt, fastened the inner belt, and then took the coat aside.

"Raise your hand."

Han Yun was dressed by the emperor's service, but he felt awkward.

Shen Qingrang brushed his slightly messy hair, and said: "Sit in front of the bronze mirror, and I will tie your hair for you."

They are still in the room, and there is a place to sleep across the door. Han Yun, with the good quality of humanistic care, did not plan to throw a forgiveness hat on Shen Xuanhe's head with his backhand after pulling out the bird, so he shook his head: "No need." Yes, I can do it myself."

Shen Qingrang moved his lips, his dark eyes were bottomless.

"What do I want to do for you, just to make you so difficult?"

Han Yun turned his head and said in a low voice: "The prince is still inside, His Majesty's behavior is...not right, I don't want him to misunderstand."

Shen Qingrang let out an ugly laugh, the traces on Han Yun's body hurt him, he was no longer as cautious as when we first met, and the inexplicable irritability made him lean forward, hugging Han Yun's waist and kissing without hesitation up.

"Well……"

Han Yun restrained his voice, which made Shen Qingrang even more annoyed.The emperor pressed him against the wall, and the clothes he had just put on were messed up again. Shen Qingrang bit the mark on Han Yun's neck, covered it with a layer of cyan viciously, and then grabbed his lips again, and squeezed hard. Kiss and bite.

Han Yun closed his eyes, his thick and slender eyelashes trembling violently, he grabbed Shen Qingrang's skirt, as if he wanted to resist but didn't dare to make a sound.

The abnormal quietness made Shen Qingrang come back to his senses in a trance, and when he was in a daze, Han Yun quickly pushed him away and stepped aside.

"I--"

As soon as Shen Qingrang opened his mouth, he realized that his voice was extremely hoarse. He cleared his throat, and tentatively approached Han Yun, only to find that Han Yun took a step back when he took a step, staring at him unblinkingly, as if Looking at what a scourge is like.

Shen Qingrang couldn't help being a little annoyed, he tried to explain: "I'm sorry, I didn't do it on purpose, I just——I got dizzy with anger——"

Han Yun looked at him, smiled suddenly, and said, "Why is the emperor so mad?"

Shen Qing was taken aback for asking this question.

It was found out that the reason why Shen Qing asked him to treat him specially was the reason why Han Yun kissed and flirted with him. Although the emperor behaved normally that day, he treated him like this—abnormal, if it has no connection with the previous worlds, Han Yun absolutely did not believe it.

He looked into Shen Qingrang's eyes and said: "I like Shen Xuanhe, and he likes me too. It's only natural for me to do that kind of thing with him. But the emperor, we only met for the second time, but you broke into the room privately." Come, and—" He unnaturally concealed that part of the content, and said, "Dare to ask Your Majesty, what right do you have to lose your head?"

The focus of Han Yun's questioning was on the back, but Shen Qingrang only heard the first few words clearly, and his face suddenly became gloomy, "You said, do you like him?" Every word seemed to be squeezed through the teeth. Come out the same.

Han Yun: "..."

Damn mental retardation.

Shen Qingrang said: "I know, we are only meeting for the second time, but you have to know that you have lived with me for a long time before I saw you." He pointed to his chest, the expression on his face His expression was a bit inexplicably dazed, but his eyes were firm.

Han Yun frowned slightly.

Strange... Since there is no previous memory, why did you fall in love with him before meeting him?What's more, the identity is still the emperor, and he has received royal education since he was a child. Even if it is love at first sight, it shouldn't be so absurd.

But just when he was about to guide the emperor to continue, Shen Xuanhe walked out.

Shen Qingrang glanced at him, turned around and left without saying a word.

"Ayun," Shen Xuanhe walked to Han Yun's side and held his hand, "What's wrong? Brother Huang—" At this moment, he saw the trace that did not belong to him, and his voice stopped abruptly.

Han Yun was secretly annoyed that the plan was disrupted, so he didn't look good towards him, and just said: "No, it's nothing." However, he accidentally looked down and saw some blood on his sleeve, and asked, "Why did you hurt your hand? "

Shen Xuanhe shook his sleeves, but he didn't mean to stretch out his hand, he just smiled and said: "It's nothing, I was about to peel an apple just now, and I accidentally cut it. It's okay, it's just a small injury."

"Okay." Han Yun didn't say anything more, "Then I'll go to the medicine garden first, you... If you are tired, take a rest."

"it is good."

Shen Xuan agreed, leaned over and kissed his lips, the child-like square was imprinted on it, as if trying to cover something up.

Han Yun turned around and left, Shen Xuanhe sat down at the table, picked up the overnight tea and drank it all in one gulp.

He glanced at the palm of his hand, there were a few crescent-shaped wounds where the nails sank deep and bleeding from pinching.

Shen Xuanhe took a deep breath, barely suppressing the anger in his heart.

There are gains and losses.

He can only comfort himself like this.

There will be no next time. When he sits on the Dragon Throne, he will chop off Shen Qingrang's hand that touched Han Yun, cut off his tongue, goug out his eyes, and even make him into a pig to vent his heart anger.

——When that day came, he would never allow anyone to touch Han Yun again.

***

Shen Qingrang shut himself in the study room, and there were rolls of drawing paper on the table in front of him, there were more than twenty rolls, large and small.

The old eunuch Su Deren, who had watched him grow up, stood behind him, and the sky outside was getting darker. After thinking twice, he still persuaded in a low voice: "Your Majesty, it's time to eat."

"I can't eat it."

Shen Qingrang said, stretched out his hand to take a pair of drawing paper and unfolded it.

There is only an abrupt human face on a blank drawing paper—or rather, the facial features are more appropriate, and it looks a little scary at first glance.

Shen Qingrang was fascinated, he took the paintbrush, dipped in the ink and filled it up according to the appearance in his memory.

I don't know when, maybe three years ago, maybe five years ago, Shen Qingrang began to dream frequently.Every time he wakes up, he can't remember the specific content of the dream clearly. The only thing that is clear is one person, that person smiles at him, hugs him, kisses him, hugs and rolls into bed at night, and possesses each other.

Shen Qingrang even remembered the feeling of being penetrated by him, the feeling of pleasure that brought pain but more of trembling.

They are lovers.

No matter in the dream or outside the dream, Shen Qingrang knew this very clearly.

He loves him, very, very much.

After waking up, Shen Qingrang began to draw.

He drew the man's face, but he couldn't figure out his hairstyle and clothing.Shen Qingrang once tried to make up hair and clothes according to the appearance of the people around him, but it looked awkward no matter what, so many people on the scrolls only had faces and nothing else.

He once ordered to search for the person in the painting all the way, but because of the panic, he finally had to stop under the dissuasion of the courtiers.

But Shen Qingrang didn't stop searching, he ordered people to guard the city gate, and observed and searched among the people entering and leaving the city.He knew it would take a long time, he was anxious, he was afraid that the person in the painting would marry a wife and have children if he was late, but there was no other way.

Emperor Tian paid off, Shen Qingrang finally waited for the person in the painting, but he came back with Lao Wu who was supposed to die.

And, they're still together.

Shen Qingrang stopped writing, he couldn't write when his thoughts were chaotic, it would ruin the painting.

The person in the painting has bright eyes, smiling eyebrows, and a gentle and handsome appearance with loose ink hair.The body was only half drawn, and Shen Qingrang was drawing his waist. He recalled the feeling of hugging him in the morning, and his lips curved unconsciously.

But when he thought about where Han Yun was now, his smile slowly disappeared.

He stared at the tip of the brush, and suddenly said: "Su Deren, I want to take him into the palace."

Su Deren held back his sighs, since the emperor fell in love with a man in his dream, he vaguely guessed that this day would come, and persuaded him: "Your Majesty, Mr. Han's identity is unknown, and he has an unusual relationship with the Fifth Prince. If you are hostile to you, it would be inappropriate to rush into the palace and keep it by your side. What's more, he returned to Beijing with the fifth prince. Your Majesty, you have been looking for it for five years. Why is the person in this painting It happened to be found by the prince? The servant is afraid that there is something tricky in it."

"I know." Shen Qingrang said, "I'm just..." He stared at the drawing paper, "Even if that's the case, whatever the fifth brother wants, just give it to him, and the left and right are also the children of the emperor, and the fifth child is as good as you There are too many, it is enough that the dynasty does not fall into the hands of outsiders. I only want him, Su Deren, I only want him."

After succeeding to the throne, Shen Qingrang followed the wishes of his late mother, concubine and father, diligently, and did everything by himself.He and Shen Xuanhe fought openly and secretly for this dragon chair for a long time, at first he only played small fights, and the beating and beating passed.Later, Shen Xuanhe had the intention to kill first, and he couldn't bear it, so he sent someone to kill him.

But when Han Yun appeared, he felt that the dragon chair and the throne didn't seem so important anymore.Rather than sitting here alone, he would rather be with Han Yun, even if it is a bungalow of ordinary people, as long as he can be with him, it is good to go anywhere.

Su Deren was frightened out of his wits by his words, and hurriedly said: "Leaving aside those things, but Your Majesty, it is not Ming Jun who seizes a minister's wife—"

"shut up!"

Shen Qingrang stood up abruptly, and looked at him coldly with fire burning in his eyes.

He gritted his teeth fiercely, and slammed his clenched right hand on the table, "Don't—call him that—! Don't mention that word! He has nothing to do with Shen Xuanhe!"

Su Deren hurriedly knelt down to plead guilty, while Shen Qingrang stood on the spot, allowing the old eunuch to kowtow, the candlelight stretched his shadow long and thin.