Ugly Nuer

When Cheng Huan was in a daze in the small ancestral hall, his thoughts flew for a while, thinking about what happened last night, he was a little uncertain whether the Xuanyuan Lin he saw was real or not.

But he really didn't sleep well, and now his head is still a little swollen and hurts, but he doesn't want to rest, for fear that if he sleeps now, he will be sleepy at night.

The feng shui of this Tai Chi Hall is probably not good. Every time I come here, it seems that something will happen. I don’t know how the former empress lived here for so many years...

It's a pity that he can't go out now, even if there is any problem, he can only accept it first. Thinking of this, he put his hands together and bowed towards the spiritual seat: "For the sake of the servant's sincere service, if there is something unclean You must bless me."

He kowtowed three times "bang bang bang", he felt relieved immediately, got up to leave, but when he turned his head, he saw Xuanyuan Jing leaning on the door and staring at him.

Cheng Huan was taken aback, raised his hand to cover his throbbing chest, and almost scolded, but fortunately, he was calmer than before, and swallowed the words from his lips, otherwise he would reveal his secrets.

His heart was pounding nervously, thinking that he came here just to pay homage to the former queen, as long as he went out as if nothing had happened, he wouldn't have to deal with Xuanyuanjing.

He pretended to be nonchalant and walked out, just as he was about to run, he heard footsteps behind him, and Xuanyuanjing followed.

Cheng Huan wanted to cry, but His Royal Highness is really not a good person, why are you always staring at him!

"You still don't want to see this king..."

Xuanyuanjing spoke suddenly, probably guessing that Cheng Huan wanted to run, and quickly caught up with him, stretching out his arms to block his way.

"My lord heard from Chunming that you are often in a daze in the small ancestral hall...is it boring in the palace?"

Cheng Huan pursed his lips and pretended he didn't hear. He always had an inexplicable fear of Xuanyuanjing, and unless necessary, he would avoid it whenever he could.

He didn't answer, Xuanyuan Jing was not annoyed, instead he reached out and grabbed his arm, pulling him forward: "This king didn't come to look for you because he was idle and had nowhere to go, he came here at the emperor's order."

Royal order?

Does Xuanyuan Lin mean it?

Cheng Huan raised his head and glanced at Xuanyuanjing quickly. He was curious and repelled, but he became more and more confused. Did the person really come last night, or was it his own dream?

Before he was distracted, Xuanyuan Jing had already dragged him to the main hall, and there was a small box on the ground, probably the things were very valuable, and it was locked.

Cheng Huan circled around twice, feeling a little happy in his heart, could it be that Xuanyuan Lin gave it to him?

That man doesn't seem to have given himself anything serious yet.

He couldn't hold back anymore, he kept urging Xuanyuanjing with his eyes, and quickly opened it for him, Xuanyuanjing laughed: "At least this king also ran for a while, you didn't even say thank you?"

Cheng Huan was a little unbelievable, a dignified prince and a slave wanted to thank him, what about his face?

If he wasn't pretending to be stupid, Cheng Huan would have rolled his eyes at him.

Fortunately, Xuanyuan Jing just teased him, and quickly took out the key to unlock it: "The emperor personally picked this, he is busy with government affairs, and he can spare time to do these things, do you understand what it means?"

Cheng Huan didn't want to hear his ramblings, so he stared at the box eagerly, what could it be?

clothing?eat?Or... a close-fitting item?

Cheng Huan swallowed nervously, blushing.

However, as soon as the box was opened, he was stunned. It turned out to be a book, a small box of books.

Cheng Huan couldn't believe it, so he quickly missed it and picked it up twice. There were books on the top and books on the bottom, and there was nothing else. He was a little confused. He didn't know a few big characters, so why would you give him a book?

He opened his mouth, and wanted to ask Xuanyuanjing if he had gone to the wrong place. If he was sending books, he should also be sending them to Chen Rong.

Probably because his confusion and shock were too obvious, Xuanyuan Jing couldn't pretend to be invisible, so she coughed and explained for Xuanyuan Lin: "The emperor is afraid that you will be bored in the palace... They are all idle books, and there are also some fashionable words outside. Ben, it’s good to read to relieve boredom.”

Cheng Huan nodded blankly, thinking, yes, but he can't read, what do you think?

Seeing that he reacted strangely, Xuanyuan Jing was a little at a loss, but now that the errands were done, he should leave the palace, after all, he still had to deal with the clan's case.

"Then the king will leave first, so you can cultivate yourself."

Cheng Huan was still staring at those books in a daze, without even looking at him, Xuanyuanjing shook his head, thinking that his little Qi was cuter as expected, this kid's temperament is really a headache.

But he didn't know that Cheng Huan had more headaches than him. He grabbed those books and couldn't understand them, and he couldn't bear to lose them. He had to flip through them to find the words he knew, but he only saw a few after reading more than half of the book. It can relieve boredom, but it makes him dizzy and drowsy.

He couldn't hold on, and fell asleep on the table. Chunming came to deliver the food. Seeing that he was sleeping soundly, he didn't bother him, so he put the food box on the table and left.

Cheng Huan didn't sleep well this time, the words in those books turned into monsters, chasing him non-stop, he was panting from exhaustion in his dream, and his body still lying on the table trembled Shaking back and forth, the chair squeaked twice, and quickly tilted to the side, Cheng Huan's body also tilted, and when he was about to fall, one hand stretched out and hugged him up.

Cheng Huan, who was running wildly in the dream, stopped and his whole body flew into the air. He couldn't help laughing, and said vaguely: "Escape, escape... I don't know you,... why are you chasing me... Books hate you , I also hate words..."

Xuanyuan Lin paused, hate books?

Does he not like these things?

That guy Zhang Jinzhong is really old, and he can even remember Cheng Huan's preferences wrongly, so wrongly.

He gently placed him on the bed, straightened his messy hair, hesitated for a moment, and asked him in a low voice: "You hate books... so what do you like?"

Cheng Huan laughed twice, and shook Xuanyuan Lin's arm twice: "I like...the emperor...hehehe..."

Xuanyuan Lin's body froze, and he was at a loss. He could more or less sense Cheng Huan's feelings for him, but he didn't want to think about it in the past, and he didn't want to think about it. The self-deception is all torn.

"Do you like me..."

He looked at Cheng Huan's face and raised his hand to touch his chest. He was surprised that he didn't feel disgusted or repelled, but was liked by a slave... He was even a little happy.

"I like me..."

He lightly touched Cheng Huan's face, resting his fingertips on the corners of his lips, and slowly pressed his lips with less force. The life outside the palace was probably too bitter, and Cheng Huan's lips were still chapped. There was a small bloody cut, which completely lost the rosy and attractive color of the past, but it still moved his heart.

It turns out that liking is such a thing.

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and he felt happy. He was about to kiss Cheng Huan, but the other party suddenly turned over and covered his stomach. Xuanyuan Lin was wondering what was wrong, when he heard Cheng Huan's stomach Gululu let out a cry.

It turned out to be hungry.

Xuanyuan Lin was about to order someone to prepare some food, but when he looked up, he saw the food box on the table, and he realized that this kid was probably hungry in the middle of the night because he was probably useless for dinner.

He went to get the food box himself. Although it was summer, Cheng Huan was suffering from cold and couldn't eat cold food, so he still had to call someone to warm it up.

However, as soon as the food box was opened, Xuanyuan Lin was stunned. He reached out and took out the dark thing and took a look at it by the moonlight. It was indeed something he had never seen before. Could it be that the palace servant's food was changed?

He broke off a small piece and put it in his mouth, frowning tightly, it was dry and hard, hard to swallow, how could there be such a thing in the palace?

Is it because all the palace people eat like this, or is someone tampering with it?Has Cheng Huan been eating this kind of thing?

No wonder he would rather go to bed hungry.

Xuanyuan Lin's face was dark, and the dry cornbread in his hand was crushed by him, and it was scattered on the table.

Cheng Huan sat up clutching his stomach: "I'm so hungry..."

He fell to the ground in the dark, with his eyes still half closed, and groped towards the table, Xuanyuan Lin came back to his senses and quickly helped him up, but Cheng Huan was so frightened that he jumped Getting up, "Deng Deng Deng" stepped back a few steps, and looked over in horror: "Why are you here again!"

Xuanyuan Lin froze, just said that he fell in love with him, why didn't he want to see him in the blink of an eye?

He sighed in his heart: "I just want to see you."

Cheng Huan was stunned for a moment, unsure: "Emperor, Your Majesty?"

Xuanyuan Lin responded, "It's me."

Cheng Huan didn't say a word, but his breathing was heavy all the time. Xuanyuan Lin thought of Qiao Sheng who could wake him up from nightmares in the middle of the night, his eyes turned cold, and he raised his feet and walked slowly towards Cheng Huan: "There are only you and me here."

Cheng Huan didn't say anything, but when Xuanyuan Lin reached out to hug him, he didn't hide.

Xuanyuan Lin didn't feel happy, but became more depressed. That man scared Cheng Huan again.

"Don't worry, I will get it back for you... just wait patiently."

Cheng Huan never thought of taking revenge on Qiao Sheng, as long as the other party didn't show up, it was enough for him, so he just shook his head, but Xuanyuan Lin didn't care about his attitude, since the first time Cheng Huan used that name When he said it out of his mouth, he had already decided that to let that man live, life would be worse than death.

Cheng Huan's stomach screamed again, he clutched his stomach and broke free from Xuanyuan Lin's arms, and went straight towards the food box, he didn't care when he saw the food box was opened, grabbed the remaining cornbread and stuffed it into his mouth .

Xuanyuan Lin was stunned, and grabbed his wrist: "Don't eat."

Cheng Huan felt a little wronged, he was so hungry that his stomach was growling, why wasn't he allowed to eat?

"I'll take another bite..."

Cheng Huan secretly looked at him, seeing that he was not moving, he quickly stuffed it into his mouth, Xuanyuan Lin strode over, snatched the remaining half of the cornbread and threw it on the ground forcefully.

Cheng Huan froze, wanted to scold someone for a moment, but held back, wronged and angry, trembling all over, but didn't make a sound, bent over to pick it up.

Xuanyuan Lin grabbed his hand and didn't allow him to go, Cheng Huan couldn't bear it anymore: "You won't even eat a cornbread, you..."

"Follow me back to Daming Palace."

Cheng Huan was stunned: "Huh?"

[The author has something to say: Wait for me to attack and protect my wife aggressively]