Lanling covered the moon

"Chang Gong, come, have a drink with me." Yu Wenyong's eyes were leisurely, like a crumbling sea of ​​stars in his eyes, looking at him with tenderness and affection.

Just like this, he leaned on his knees and raised his hand to present the good wine in the horn cup. Zimo looked down at him, and his drunken face seemed to have the expression of the emperor of Zhou that he was familiar with. , calm and generous, clear as ever.

Illusion!

Deceitful disguise!

Zimo almost went to pick up the glass of wine, but when his fingertips touched the man's hand, he flinched back.

With a settled look, he doesn't want to do that.He didn't forget how this person treated him yesterday!

Why, when he looked back, he became the good brother who made him have a long talk again?It's really refreshing!Shameless unheard of!

Zi Mo cursed secretly in his heart, put down his raised hand and ignored him, turned his eyes to other places, raised his chin with a haughty face.But as soon as he moved, the man grabbed his jaw.Just as he was about to explode, a shadow suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, it was too late to look up and retreat, Yu Wenyong blocked his lips, and poured all the fine wine in his mouth into his mouth.

"Woo!" Zi Mo wanted to fight with his lips and tongue, a little wine dripped from the corner of his mouth, but most of it was blocked back by this man domineeringly.Swallowing reluctantly, covering his mouth and coughing a few times, he almost choked to death.

"Does it taste good? It was a gift brought by the envoys of Yan State. It is brewed with [-] kinds of rare herbs from extremely cold places. Drink it, it can strengthen your body, and it can also..."

Yu Wenyong played tricks, approached him with a smirk and said, "Aphrodisiac makes people more powerful."

"Cough cough cough!" Zi Mo almost vomited out the wine he had just drank in his stomach.Who wants an aphrodisiac?This bastard is threatening him with such a friendly face? !

Before he could yell, Yu Wenyong covered his mouth suddenly, and put his head on Zimo's shoulder like this, looking at him tenderly and intoxicatedly, Zimo froze in shock , Looking back at him inexplicably.

"Don't spit it out, I'm just joking with you. How can I give you that kind of thing, it's true that it nourishes your vitality."

After finishing speaking, he moved his hand away from Zimo's lips, but his eyes still lingered slowly on his face reluctantly.Qingsi rubbed Zimo's neck and shoulders, and the man buried his head on his shoulders with peace of mind.

drunk?

However, Yu Wenyong's eyes are clear and clear, since he is not drunk, everyone is drunk, it is rare to look back at the time as if it was still above nine days. . . . . .

He is so good-looking, Ji Chen, who is above the nine heavens, is always separated from him by the few steps that should be between master and apprentice, as if separated by thousands of miles.

Where is it like now, the warm light of the candlelight traced his eyes, nose, lips, and chin.His eyes flicked over carefully, and there were flawless white jade everywhere, it was worth spending the rest of his life to take a closer look.

Zimo was tilted by this person, but after thinking about it, if he acted rashly, he might irritate this person and lose the tranquility at the moment.

At the very least, Yu Wenyong is now peacefully as if he is about to fall into a dream, and he looks at him motionlessly with half-closed eyes, as if he could see a flower on his face.

However, Zi Mo has a thin skin, and after being watched for a long time, it is a bit overwhelming.

Asked him why he didn't talk nonsense when he saw him, he was a little parched and snatched the horn cup from Yu Wenyong's hand, he poured some of the tribute wine, and drank it with his head raised And do.

Sure enough, the strong smell of medicine overflowed his mouth, and he didn't even taste the taste just now.

"Is this the wine from the Yan Kingdom?" Zi Mo blurted out and asked after thinking about it.

"Yes, it is indeed Yan Guo's wine." Yu Wenyong straightened up suddenly, holding Zi Mo in his arms and asked, "Chang Gong has drunk it before?" Frowning eyebrows, just refused to let go of a little clue.

"No, I just think it's good." Zimo turned his face away and said coldly, he suppressed some floating thoughts in his heart, and kept his face from showing half of the thoughts and melancholy.

lie. . . . . .

Yu Wenyong drank half a pot of wine, but he saw it more thoroughly and rationally than ever.

He just saw the tenderness in Chang Gong's eyes at that moment, although it was fleeting, how could the tenderness in that man's eyes not make people fascinated?

Who is this person thinking about?Why is there such a deep and involuntary expression of emotion? !

Yu Wenyong's heart sank, he suddenly grabbed the man's shoulder, the strength in his hand made Zi Mo frowned in pain.

Just as he was about to refuse, Yu Wenyong rushed forward impatiently, repeatedly rubbing against the man's lips and face, when the kiss landed on Zi Mo's neck, the breath between the two gave birth to a different taste .

Biting Zi Mo Bansong's skirt with his teeth, he sang forward without reason.

Raising his hand, a slap fell heavily on Yu Wenyong's face.The sound reverberated in the Suiyu Palace, breaking the virtual image of the full moon in the mirror, Yu Wenyong lowered his head, stopped his movements and became dead silent.

"How? It's time to repeat what you say and never believe it?" Zi Mo also lost his temper.Now he has no power to fight back in front of Yu Wenyong, but he must not let him bully him.His eyes were cold, piercing straight at him like a sharp blade, so stubborn and unwilling.

Yu Wenyong was startled.Capricious and inconsistent?

His fingers trembled and loosened a little on the man's shoulders, is this talking about him?

No, he is the most obedient and obedient disciple to his master in this world. Every word this man said, every order he gave was engraved in his heart, and he did it thoroughly. He never dared to disobey his master's orders.

Why did he treat him so unkindly, why he still pretended not to know his confession and infatuation even today, and only remembered his past. . . . . . ?

Did he get him?Yu Wenyong looked at this person's face and eyes in this hibiscus tent, and suddenly asked himself.

He brought him back to the palace, and it was just out of necessity to get him in such a way.

He has loved him for thousands of years, all because he wants to get it too much and no longer regrets missing it, so he is so impatient.He used these methods that made him unacceptable for a while.

This is not stealing and usurping, this is not persecuting him out of nature!This, this is just a strong medicine that he wants to make this person really miss him and love him, so that he can't let him go!

How can it be regarded as torture like this?Is he wrong?Is this person hating him? !

Yu Wenyong's eyes dimmed, and he let go of his hand.

He didn't know everything about the blood and tears that flowed from his heart for thousands of years, but he only remembered his mistake last night. . . . . .

This is not fair, how can there be fairness here?

Yu Wenyong suddenly turned his head and got off the couch, he sighed heavily, looked at the huge palace and the candlelight, felt very sad, let out a wry smile with his hair down, and walked away slowly.

Zimo breathed a sigh of relief, rubbed his shoulders, and frowned at the man.

I just feel that Yu Wenyong is getting more and more strange.Speaking of which, this person is three years younger than him, why this back figure seems to have lived alone for so many years.The panicked figure who doesn't know where to go reveals loneliness, just like a wandering spirit in this palace, wandering around with nowhere to live.

Zimo came back to his senses and found that he was feeling sorry for this person.

The expression on his face froze, and he quickly withdrew his gaze and stopped looking at him.He is really a good person, Yu Wenyong has already treated him like this, but he still feels pity in his heart, even if he is kind, let him come and share the bed together to relieve his worries?

Thinking of this, the faint pain behind him made his body tense, and he felt that even if he wanted to pity the world, he should pity himself first.Zi Mo slept in the middle of the bed wrapped in a quilt, and would never make room for this man!

I don't know if it's because Yu Wenyong's drunkenness is getting stronger, and Zi Mo, who was still lying on the couch and staring at this man vigilantly, gradually became sleepy.

That's all, anyway, even if Yu Wenyong is full of vigilance now, he is helpless. He is trembling and anxious all day long, so he might as well sleep peacefully first.

He was so sleepy that his eyelids were fighting.

The candlelight danced, shrunk into a ball like beans in the gentle night wind.His sight dimmed, leaving only the figure of Yu Wenyong sighing and sighing at Tian Chang in his eyes.

Like Qingsong Aoxue, he doesn't want to complain but just tastes it repeatedly by himself, which makes him feel that he vaguely remembers and can't remember where he saw him like this.

sleep.Maybe when he wakes up, Yu Wenyong is still the confidant and friend with whom he enjoys enmity and chats with each other happily.For the little red windmill, for winning or losing every move, pestering him insists on competing.

A handsome young man with high spirits, riding a white horse, breaking through the clouds and breaking the waves.

On the second day, Zimo didn't wake up until it was three poles in the sun.

There was no sign of Yu Wenyong in the hall, and he didn't know where he rested last night. . . . . .

Forget it, he is the emperor, which of the 36 palaces in Weiyang Palace does not belong to him?Why do you want him to worry about it?

There was a pot of soft cakes on the table in the hall. Zimo felt a little hungry when he saw the cakes, so he got up and walked over.

"Is Your Highness hungry?"

Suddenly a maid came out from the side and startled Zimo abruptly.

He was really sleepy, he didn't even notice that there was someone beside him.The court lady was still clever, seeing him staring at her in astonishment, she stepped forward with a smile and bowed her body, begging and said, "I have seen His Highness Chang Gong, the servant is A Liang, your majesty ordered the servant to wait on you, just ask if you need anything." servant."

Ah Liang?Zimo thought the name was interesting, and seeing that the girl was about the same size as Zheng Er, she was very familiar with it.

"How can I call you A Liang? An ordinary girl should be called Nuan Nuan."

Zi Mo said with a smile.

"Pfft." The girl was not afraid of life, she covered her mouth and started laughing.

"His Highness Chang Gong, don't make fun of your servants. The servants' families are poor. Parents say that those who are like slaves are cold and warm and know that they have to support themselves by themselves. It's good to be called A Liang."

The court lady made a lot of sense when she said it, Zimo nodded approvingly, ate the pastries, and heard A Liang talk about trivial matters, feeling that the Suiyu Palace had a bit of a human smell.

"Your majesty is going to stop me?" Zimo asked her.

The maid Xiao A Liang was stunned for a moment, then turned her head and thought about it, and said truthfully: "Your Majesty never said yes, nor said no."

"That's nothing to say, why don't you accompany me for a walk outside." Zimo said persuasively.

"Eh? Where is Your Highness going? You can't make things difficult for A Liang, just beat A Liang unconscious and escape by yourself." The little girl thought everything through her head, and Zimo twitched her lips helplessly.

"If I want to escape, do I need to knock you out, little Ah Liang?" Zi Mo asked back.

"Of course not, Ah Liang has heard about His Royal Highness Lanling for a long time, and knows that you are a good person, so you would not treat slaves like this." Ah Liang smiled.

"You know me? Gao Changgong was a little overwhelmed when people from Zhou praised me so much," Zimo said.

"Well, I know. I don't know how famous the King of Lanling is. Although I am a little girl, and now I am making a living with my parents in Chang'an. But in fact, our family's ancestral home is Bingzhou. When you were the governor of Bingzhou a few years ago, except Parents often bring up the matter of evil officials and bullies. They said that if a prince like you came to Bingzhou early, our family would not have to leave home and go to Zhou to make a living." A Liang said.

Zimo looked at the court lady, not thinking that they still had such a chance of cause and effect.

"In this way, we are fellow villagers meeting fellow villagers." Zi Mo nodded and said.

"Well, I'll only tell you that only one person knows, Your Highness, please don't tell it." Ah Liang said in a low voice with a smile.

"Well, of course, pull the hook!" Zi Mo pulled the hook with the girl.

"Ah Liang, I want to find someone here, I don't know if you have heard of her." Zi Mo asked.

"who?"

"Yu Wenyan, the aunt of Otsuka Zai Yu Wenhu who used to have power over the government and the public." Zi Mo said

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