Slag Shou Cultivating Manual

I thought that such a big turmoil about the disaster relief would gradually subside after the execution of Yue Gaoyang, but I didn't expect that just after the emperor handed over the follow-up matters to Zhen Puyang, Helang and Zhen Puyang received another delivery. Reports of looting of relief convoys.

Those who can keep up with the action so quickly must be people in the court, and there must be a group of well-trained people who are not part of the management of the court. Zhen Puyang is a little annoyed. He didn't like to care about these things. He was even more impatient when he caused so much trouble next time.

When Helang checked, he found Zhen Puqi's body. He was surprised and expected by this result.

When seeing Zhen Puqi for the first time, everyone praised him as a gentleman, gentle as jade, humble and polite, and aloof from the world.

But from Helang's understanding, he is not such a free and easy person, as he has shown, he has no idea about the throne, and only thinks about playing in the world.

He can't forget the deep forbearance in his eyes when Zhen Puqi was humiliated that day.

He Lang felt that Zhen Puqi might be more guarded against than Prince Zhen Pujia.

Because they can see clearly how much the prince has, and they know the officials who support him and the family blood behind him, so they can naturally have new countermeasures to take care of each step.

It's just that Zhen Puqi is acting one way on the surface and another on the other side. If it weren't for this matter, he would almost think that he is what he shows, aloof from the world, only loves to travel, and recite poems.

He makes everyone think that it is alone, but in fact, he has the ability to hinder Zhen Puyang's development.His background is unpredictable, so naturally there is no way to fully deal with it.

At present, when they are not sure how to deal with it, Helang advocates not to scare the snake, and finally just symbolically filmed people to investigate the murderer, creating an illusion that they are panicking at this time, so that Zhen Puqi can rest assured.

It seems that Zhen Puqi didn't intend to really do it this time, so they didn't cause irreparable losses to them, and they only planned to turn a blind eye.I'm afraid that this is leading a snake out of its hole, and when they lose their temper and can't bear to investigate with all their strength, they will be bitten back by him again.

Helang naturally has his own solution, and when he has arranged everything and is in a happy mood, Zhen Puyang also steps up, "Sir, just let him go like this?" The memory made him look sour and asked, "In the previous essay test, you and Brother Huang still had a good chat..."

"...It's not the case, is it?" He and Zhen Puqi only complimented each other a few words, how could it become a happy conversation in His Highness's mouth?Who was he not present when he talked to?Helang smiled, planning to turn the page directly.

Zhen Puyang stood with his hands behind his back, raised his neck, and deliberately showed off, "Anyway, after that, I will win every literary test."

Helang took a sip of tea to moisten his throat, and said honestly: "You two are on par, it's just that the emperor is partial."

"Mr. is partial!" Zhen Puyang complained in a low voice.

Helang ignored it, the person he favored the most always wanted to say that he favored others, and he had nothing to say.

He looked at the sky outside, only to realize that it was already dark night, so he hurriedly persuaded Zhen Puyang to return to the palace, his tone and attitude were all gentle, for fear that he would rely on him again.

"It's already late, Yang'er be good, go to rest."

Zhen Puyang stared at his pink lips, which were soaked in tea, and his mind was distracted. He didn't blush when he said something against his will, "I want to stay tonight to listen to my husband's study. It's rare that I'm thirsty for talents, so my husband followed me." Right? I still want to hear more about how to be a king, how can I be a good emperor?"

Helang sighed helplessly. He already knew that His Highness would be so thoughtful no matter what, but he was a little relieved to hear that he took the initiative to learn the art of the emperor.

But it was too late at this time, if he didn't go back, all the servants in that room in his palace would have to guard the whole night without resting.

"It's getting late, don't let your maid worry about it, tomorrow morning, I will give you my money, okay?"

Zhen Puyang put away his obedient appearance, played a rogue, took off his coat, rolled onto Helang's bed mat, and refused to get up, "No, I will sleep here tonight."

"That's not quite right."

"Teacher hates me? It's so cold outside, and it's pitch black. I've already taken off my coat. I'm afraid I'll get cold if I go out. Can you bear it like this, sir?"

"How come..." Helang shook his head.

"Then it's settled." Zhen Puyang answered immediately, then adjusted his posture, consciously slept in the innermost place, and vacated a spacious seat for Helang. Seeing that he still refused to come up, his anticipation was lifted , he patted the bed board on the other side with a urging look on his face.

After accepting the status quo, Helang changed his clothes against his scorching gaze, then lit the candles, drew the gauze curtain, and lay down.

"The minister will tell His Highness some of the wise emperors of the past dynasties."

In fact, Helang was already tired, but he closed his eyes when he was thinking about telling a story for Zhen Puyang, and recalled some immortal emperors and role models in his mind while telling the story.

This gave Zhen Puyang an opportunity, he had no idea that His Highness was stroking his side face inch by inch with his eyes.

As if possessed by a demon, Zhen Puyang crossed the distance between the two of them, almost sticking to his chest, wishing to stick tightly and listen to his heartbeat.

This person usually speaks in a soft voice, once the surrounding noise becomes louder, his voice can be easily covered up.

But at this time, because the two of them are intimate, his voice is particularly clear at night, with a steady voice line, and even the faint magnetism in the bass is so moving.

Zhen Puyang can even hear the sound of him inhaling and exhaling, as if drinking a cup of warm tea, the clear and shallow temperature reaches the bottom of his heart.

And so many things he said were just for him... He can enjoy this moment to the fullest, hold him in his arms, listen to his whispers, smell his breath, and stare at his handsome face with impunity .

Zhen Puyang couldn't help curling his mouth, and contradictoryly wanted to scold himself lightly.

He never thought that one day he would be so snuggled in another man's arms, and patiently listened to his long talk, and he didn't think that he would feel so good about it.

Moreover, he has just tasted this taste, and he has a sense of attachment. What will he do in the future?

He stared at the man's open and closed lips, and there was a little struggle in his heart. Through this, a tiny seed was also left in the bottom of his heart, and gradually took root, forming a vague idea.

He has just opened his heart and has not yet understood the word love, but he knows what is the desire that grows strongly in his heart and breaks through the wall of his heart.

His brain, his heart, and even every part was telling him that he liked the Tai Tuo so much that he would feel angry if he looked at other idlers and waited more.

He doesn't care whether he is right or not, anyway, he is so domineering and stubborn, so regardless of everything, he will get the person he wants, if he doesn't... Zhen Puyang's eyelashes moved slightly, deep.

If you can't, you will die forever.

Under the cover of the curtain, the candlelight in the small bedside cabinet is like a mischievous fire shadow, swaying, coupled with the warm voice of that person, it seems to have the magic power of hypnosis, Zhen Puyang is obsessed with Fang Zhong, and also He recklessly let his consciousness fade away, and fell asleep leaning against this person's warm chest, and had a good night's sleep.

With the sound of light breathing, Helang also finished telling the story, opened his eyes slightly, and expressed his wish, "I hope that Your Highness can become such a wise monarch in the future..." Just looking down, the young man no longer knew what to do. Shi moved into his arms and fell asleep soundly.

In order to maintain his majesty, His Highness usually keeps a straight face in order to look stern, but at this time, he is nestled in his arms like a child, with a childish face, no one will believe this It is His Royal Highness who used to act recklessly.

Herron laughed lightly.He said how could he be so quiet, he was already asleep, so he had no choice but to get up and extinguish the candle, and pulled the quilt over his shoulders, afraid that he would still feel cold, so he put his hands on it, and gently hugged him in his arms , I also fell into a deep sleep.

It's just that Zhen Puyang, who was supposed to be sleeping soundly, curled his lips in his arms, sir, you taught me to be patient, so let's wait for the day when he really grows up, and then plunder everything he wants to have in one go.

The author has something to say:

Recently, I have been watching Ling Qi and Courier Man all night long... I am addicted to Guochuang and I can't extricate myself. Station B has been ruined by me. Can I still feed Amway? ? ?