there is a king in the palace

It was very difficult for the king to understand why Zhao Xianao refused to do such a thing with him, so he had a temper tantrum for a few days.

His way of getting angry was nothing more than to win over Wen Sheng, he only talked to Wen Sheng, and said things that Zhao Xianao couldn't get in his mouth.

To put it simply, the three of them still formed a small group in the bed, deliberately crowding out and neglecting Zhao Xianao.

Zhao Xianao was not angry at all, he thought it would be interesting to listen to Dawang and Wensheng chattering there at night.

"Wen Sheng, can you stop squeezing me, you are so small, I'm afraid that if you roll over, you will be crushed to death."

"I, sleep with my mother."

Wen Sheng squeezed in, just wanting to get closer to Zhao Xianao.

"I have reserved a place for you." The king also squeezed towards Zhao Xianao, "You can lie here."

Hearing that the two of them were arguing over the one-acre three-point land, Zhao Xianao thought, maybe he should change to a bigger bed tomorrow.

Wen Sheng is a night owl, he lay on the bed for a while, but couldn't stay with his mother, he couldn't stay any longer, transformed into a black cat, and ran out of Qianqing Palace.

His Majesty envied Wen Sheng very much, seeing how interesting he was as a goblin.

Envy is nothing but envy, the king is also very good at enlightening himself, after all, his age is only a fraction of Wen Sheng, Wen Sheng was born tens of thousands of years ago when everyone was cultivating immortals, he only lived for a few years, what is it? .

Without Wen Sheng, the king turned over and planned to sleep.

Anyway, he doesn't talk to Zhao Xianao.

But I can't sleep, I'm so bored...

Zhao Xianao watched him toss and turn in agony, and tried not to talk to himself, so he stepped down the steps, "I'm going to ask you a question."

ask questions?

The king thought about it, and got his head out of the quilt, a little mercifully, "Ask."

"Did you become a human when you were in Qingqiu Temple?" Zhao Xianao had nothing to say. When he knew that Xiao Yuanzi was Yuan Huan, he guessed that the reason for meeting the king in Qingqiu Temple was because he became a human. The reason why it disappeared inexplicably.

"Well, there is a sacred grass of compassion in Master Kongjian's yard, and it is because of that sacred grass that I..."

The king suddenly stopped speaking.

Because he thought of Lao Kongjing and the blood contract between the former emperor and General Tiger from the divine grass of compassion.

"what happened?"

The king hesitated whether to tell Zhao Xianao about these things.

At that time, he was afraid that Zhao Xianao would force him to make a blood contract if he knew about it. If so, Zhao Xianao would have something wrong, and he would have to die accordingly, so the king concealed it, and he also threw it away unconsciously. It was in the back of my mind, but now I suddenly remembered it, and I didn't know how to tell Zhao Xianao.

"Hmm... I absorbed the spiritual energy in the divine grass, so I became a human." The king put his face close to Zhao Xianao, "I almost froze to death in the snow."

"Really." Zhao Xianao took advantage of the opportunity to give him another topic, "Winter is indeed very cold, but summer is even more difficult for me."

"Summer is too hot."

"Yes, you are hotter with hair on your body."

The king was still pondering about the blood contract, and was a little perfunctory to Zhao Xianao, "Hmm..."

In other words, he didn't know how to complete the operation of ordering a blood contract.

Then do you want to talk to Zhao Xianao?

If Zhao Xianao died of old age, would he have the courage to die with Zhao Xianao?

The king is not a human being, he is only twelve or thirteen years old according to human age, Zhao Xian is proud of nine, he is still a weak crown, in the king's consciousness, he has not experienced anything, and he is going to die.

It is difficult for anyone to have such courage and determination.

"It's okay, wait for Xia Tian to take you to the palace, it will be cool there, and there will still be ice in the cellar, then..." Zhao Xianao said halfway, the king hugged him, and he said softly, "I'm sorry, I won't I should be angry with you."

The words were inexplicable, Zhao Xianao turned his head and asked, "What's wrong? Why do you say that."

"What should you do if you are going to die? Before you die, I will still treat you like this."

Zhao Xianao was very helpless, he is still so young, in the eyes of the king, he is a dying person, the king often treats him well because of this, but in his heart, he will inevitably feel awkward, "Don't mention this, can you?"

The king kept his mouth shut, and said to Zhao Xianao, "Do you know what a blood contract is?"

To the king's surprise, Zhao Xianao was not at all puzzled by this word, "I know."

"you know?"

Zhao Xianao nodded, "There are no books in Zangshu Pavilion."

When he knew that the king could speak, he looked for books about ghosts and ghosts. For some reason, there were all similar books on one shelf in the library, which recorded everything about monsters, including the blood of humans and monsters. deed.

Take out a drop of blood from a demon's heart, drop it between the eyebrows of a person, and sign a blood contract between a master and a servant. Once the master dies, the servant must also die, but the death of the servant will have no effect on the master. If you disobey, your heart will be overwhelmed with pain.

Not only that, when the master is in danger, he will absorb spiritual energy and essence from the servant to continue his life. However, even so, the master's lamp is dry and there is no cure, and this master-servant blood contract will consume the servant to death. This is why it is said that when the master dies, the servant must also die.

"Then, do you have anything to say?"

"What do you want to say? Do you think Zhen will force you to get this blood contract?"

The king licked his lips, his eyes drifted, "No... I just want you to live longer."

Zhao Xianao pushed the king's face aside with a honeyed and confident expression, "No need, I have the ability to live on my own until I die of old age."

"You have to work hard."

"I will."

The king looked at him, feeling a throbbing pain in his heart.

After a period of time, when Zhao Xianao was busy dealing with government affairs, the king spent the whole day with Wen Sheng in the Library Pavilion. After thinking about it, he felt that there must be some way to prolong Zhao Xianao's life. Otherwise, how could those cultivators tens of thousands of years ago live for thousands of years and even ascend to the fairy world.

Even though the aura is thin now, there are still immortal grasses like the Divine Grass of Compassion.

So, there must be a way.

The embarrassing thing for the king is that there are many words or sentences in the book that he can't understand, and he has to ask Wen Sheng, who is only a baby, for advice.

"What does this word mean?"

Wen Sheng took a look, "Regret, regret, that regret."

Although Wen Sheng had forgotten everything after being locked in the spirit box, he could still recognize these words when he was asked to read them.

The king admired him.

He admires all cultured people.

"...The plague of the eight evils cannot cause harm, but the disease... is less, and the health... is more. They are called human immortals..." The king stumbled and read it, roughly understood the meaning, and couldn't help thinking, it's really good to be a fairy.

Standing at the door, Zhao Xianao couldn't help but feel funny listening to him read these illusory things. At first when the king delved into these things, he just thought it was a flash of his brain. With his habit of enjoying three days, he would naturally forget it after a few days. So stubborn this time.

He has to stop it. If this continues, the king will become a magic stick, thinking about immortality all day long, and cultivating immortality.

"Yuan Huan."

"Huh?" The king turned around and laughed, "Your Majesty, come and see this."

Zhao Xianao walked over, closed the book, and put it on the top of a high shelf, "Don't look at these things anymore, birth, old age, sickness and death are common sense, and you saw it in Hutou Mountain. It was written on the broken book, The battle between immortals and demons, the fall of Tiangong, and the immortals are gone, how could there be people who say that there are immortals, maybe in a thousand years, demons will not appear again, this cannot be avoided."

The king didn't believe it, he pointed at Wen Sheng, "Then what about him, why is he still here?"

Wen Sheng said solemnly, "No, it's fine, sooner or later, no."

Tens of thousands of years ago, the battle between immortals and demons spread across the world, making the aura thin. Not to mention those immortals, Buddhas, spirits and demons, even the four great beasts fell because of this. Even if he was trapped, he was also saved, otherwise, Wen Sheng would have disappeared from the world thousands of years ago.

Wen Sheng's words made the king downcast.

"Okay, I thought of something fun when I was approving the memorial two days ago, and I made it for the Ministry of Internal Affairs today. I will take you to play."

"What... I still want to read... I don't want to play."

This was specially prepared by Zhao Xianao for the King, he didn't believe that the King didn't like it, "Let's go, accompany me."

"Ok."

Zhao Xianao glanced at Wen Sheng, Wen Sheng immediately turned into a soft pearl, Zhao Xianao picked him up and put him in the king's arms properly, "Put it in."

What Zhao Xianao said was fun, it looked like a shuttlecock, but it was not a copper coin, but a round ball of wool thread with colorful chicken feathers stuck on it.

"What is this? Can it be kicked?" The king threw the ball-shaped shuttlecock high, stretched out his foot and kicked it, and the "shuttlecock" ran far away. When he ran over, he had already landed.

"Can not be done."

Zhao Xianao pursed his lips and smiled lightly, "That's not the case, Xiaodouzi, bring the things here."

Xiaodouzi brought a pair of wooden rackets. It was an oval bamboo frame with long round wooden sticks nailed to it, and awls were used to pierce many densely packed holes around the bamboo frame. Hundreds of tiny horse hairs It passes through the small hole and is tied into a fishnet shape, which is very elastic when pressed by hand.

"I named this one Badminton."

Seeing the king's confused face, Zhao Xianao picked up the racket, threw the badminton up, and hit it hard with the racket, "how about it."

"You thought about this when you reviewed the memorial?"

Zhao Xianao smiled and said, "Combine work with rest."

The king sighed, "You are really good at playing, you can think of such things."

"Come on, try."

"it is good!"

Holding the racket, Zhao Xianao encouraged himself in his heart, this is not much different from using a sword, he will definitely win well.

Playing chess and archery with the king is Zhao Xianao's psychological shadow.

In fact, even if they were playing, the two were evenly matched. The king reacted quickly and acted quickly, and so did Zhao Xianao.

Unknowingly, the heads of the eunuchs and maids surrounded by them followed the trajectory of the badminton. The maids looked at Zhao Xianao with nympho, and someone had the courage to shout, " The emperor must win!"

Immediately afterwards, the maids shouted, "The emperor will win! Long live the emperor!"

The woman's shouts made the king very angry, and he hit the ball as hard as he could.

Zhao Xianao was proud, "I can't accept this."

The sharp-eyed little eunuch hurriedly picked up the ball and handed it to the king. The king waited for him, "Are you all dumb? Call me too."

The little eunuch was dumbfounded, "Shouting will win... or..."

Isn't this killing them?

"Call... then call number one in the world!"

"It's not good..."

"If you tell you to call, you can call, go quickly."

The little eunuch looked at Zhao Xian'ao, seeing Zhao Xian'ao slightly nodded at him, he was relieved and turned to organize the eunuchs.

When the king kicked the ball out, a deafening voice came from the eunuchs, "Little Eunuch Yuan! Number one in the world!"

The maids became even more excited when they heard this, "The emperor will win! Long live the emperor!"

When the eunuchs thought of winning the emperor as a representative figure among them, they couldn't suppress their excitement any longer, and shouted at the top of their voices, "Little Eunuch Yuan! Number one in the world!"

At this time, what Zhao Xianao and Dawang are playing is no longer badminton, but a kind of face, a kind of dignity.

At this moment, the strong desire to win or lose makes the cot of love turn over as soon as it is said.

Zhao Xianao accidentally missed a ball. He held the racket and stared at the king, and the king stared at him with the same fierce eyes, "Are you tired?"

"I'm not tired, you still care about yourself, your head is full of sweat."

"Oh, young people have a lot of strength, you can't compare with me."

"No matter how I use my hands, they are better than your claws!"

They stabbed each other, Zhao Xianao threw the badminton up and hit it, the ball flew towards the king's calf at a very tricky angle, the king stepped forward quickly, picked up the racket, and hit back high.

The voice of the eunuch and maid was hoarse, but she persisted desperately, "The emperor will win! Long live the emperor!" "Eunuch Yuan! Number one in the world!"

The king had lost his strength, and he didn't want to lose his position in front of so many people. He persisted, but no matter how much he persisted, his body had reached its limit. Zhao Xianao hit a high ball back. He raised his hand to catch it, and the ball was hit back. , Even the racket was thrown out.

Zhao Xianao looked at the oncoming racket, and was unable to dodge for a while, and was hit on the forehead exactly.

"emperor!"

Everyone gathered around immediately, "Your Majesty, are you alright?"

Zhao Xianao covered his forehead, looked at the worried king, and comforted him with a smile, "You are not as good as a man, but you use a hidden weapon."

After the king heard this, a smile overflowed from his eyes and spread all over his face.

The two of them played golf for half a day, and they were so hungry for dinner. The imperial dining room made more than ten dishes. Zhao Xianao didn't care about the rule that he could only eat three bites, so he just put the plate under his chin and kept going Send it to your mouth.

The king perfectly explained what it means to gobble up.

But even at this time, he didn't forget to add vegetables to Zhao Xianao, "Your Majesty, try this elbow, it's so tender."

Zhao Xianao didn't want to eat this greasy dish before, but since he got to know the king, he has become kinder to meat.

The two of them ate and drank enough, Zhao Xianao couldn't bear the sticky sweat on his body, so he asked someone to prepare water for a bath.

The king also wanted to take a bath, "Your Majesty, can we squeeze together?"

Zhao Xianao looked at him for a long time, "Then wash together."

This imperial palace was snatched by the Zhao family, and the former emperor loved extravagance, so he built the Shuiche Palace in the palace. There is only a large soup pond in the Shuiche Palace. , Compared with the bathtub, this is more like putting people in a pot to boil. Zhao Xianao feels uncomfortable when he thinks of bathing in the place where others have bathed. Since he ascended the throne, he has never used it here.

Knowing that the emperor wanted to use the soup pool, more than a dozen young eunuchs quickly and thoroughly cleaned the soup pool. A dozen small brushes kept brushing in the soup pool and rinsed it three times in a row before filling it with clean water.

When Zhao Xianao arrived with the king, the Shuiche palace was already warm, and the clear water in the soup pool was steaming with a trace of steam. Hundreds of gauze sachets filled with pendulum clock spices were placed in the water. There is a curtain of colorful brocade with dragon patterns, and under the curtain are layers of red veils, which makes the Shuiche Palace feel hazy and ambiguous.

The king swallowed his saliva, and began to undress without saying a word.

Zhao Xianao looked at him helplessly, "It's just a bath."

The king glanced at him, "Don't think too much, okay?"

He just, can't wait to take a shower, he loves to be clean so much that he can't help it.

The king quickly took off himself completely, and jumped into the soup pool with a plop, "It's so comfortable ~ Your Majesty, come down quickly."

Zhao Xianao slowly took off his clothes and walked down the marble stairs.

Really comfortable.

Zhao Xianao leaned against the stone wall, half-closed his eyes, and breathed a long sigh of relief, feeling that the exhaustion from playing badminton was washed away by the warm water, "Yuan Huan, you said that if I mass-produce these badmintons, wouldn't it be It can set off a craze in Chang'an, if this is the case, how much money should I sell..."

While Zhao Xianao was talking, he didn't hear the king's answer. He opened his eyes and scanned around the soup pool, but the person was gone!

"Yuan Huan!" Zhao Xianao plunged into the water, just bumped into the king who was sneaking up to his feet, Zhao Xianao pulled him out of the water, and asked, "What are you going to do?"

The king smiled obsequiously, put his hands on Zhao Xianao's waist, then hugged him, and buried his face in his arms, pretending to be cute on purpose, and said in a childish voice, "Huang Sang! Let's be sweet together!" Crisp~"

"You stick your tongue out and speak."

"Your Majesty~" the king raised his head, staring at him with sparkling eyes, his rosy lips parted slightly, "I beg you."

Zhao Xianao looked at him, feeling thirsty.

"If you do this again, I will go out."

The king puffed up his cheeks, and let go of his waist very dissatisfied, "Okay, you wait."

Emperor Dog, if you are cruel enough, you can bear it. When you want to be crispy, I am not willing to!

The king took advantage of the situation and lay down on the stone slab beside him, "What did you just say?"

Zhao Xianao was so intimidated by him that he forgot, "It's nothing..."

"By the way, Jiang Yanyu should be giving birth soon, right?"

Zhao Xianao never inquired about the Empress, he surprised the King when he asked, "Why do you think of asking this?"

"Ask whatever you want."

The king counted with his fingers, "There is still one month..."

January……

This time it was really fast.

Zhao Xianao raised the corner of his mouth, patted the king's delicate and fair shoulder, and returned the words that the king gave him, "I'll wait for you."

What are you waiting for...

One month is not long or short, but many strange things happened in Chang'an City in just one month.

For example, the cloth in the Li family’s cloth dyeing workshop turned blood-red overnight, or the tea in the Song family’s tea garden withered overnight, or every time it’s midnight, groups of female ghosts in white clothes will always appear on Chang’an Street. Crying and howling spread throughout Chang'an.

These strange things have become the gossip of the common people after dinner, but in this gossip, they learned even more frightening and frightening things.

"Did you know that the dry well in the palace suddenly kept bleeding out these few days, the tea the emperor drank turned into blood out of thin air, and even the eunuchs and maids had their long hair wrapped around their necks in the middle of the night, almost strangled to death! I heard that the emperor unintentionally released nearly a hundred concubines and princesses who were beheaded and killed in the previous dynasty suppressed by the previous emperor. Now these unjust souls are causing chaos everywhere in Chang'an. I heard a Taoist priest say that now is just the beginning, and it won't be long. , will kill someone!"

"Really! What can I do then! The emperor didn't think of anything!"

"Don't mention it, the national teacher has been guarding the emperor in the palace for the past two days, but he suddenly fell ill all night. Hey, I don't know when it will be cured. Even the national teacher can't control the ghost. Tell me... how scary it is!"

"This dog emperor is really not good."

The old man who delivered the news looked around suspiciously, "I heard this from a guard, don't tell others."

"Natural nature."

Turning around, this word spread throughout Chang'an. For a while, people in Chang'an city were panicked and chaotic. The crying of the female ghost became more and more tragic day by day. They all disappeared, and I heard that the corpses of those old men appeared in the palace, each of them was drained of flesh and blood, leaving only a layer of skin and bones. Now the people shut their doors and did not go out, even the downtown area was empty.

For half a month, Zhao Xianao was talking about this matter with all civil and military officials.

Zhao Xianao just killed him with one bite, "Where are the ghosts coming from? They are all rumors, don't believe it, don't believe it."

And Duan Wang, who always wiped Zhao Xianao's ass, was silent at this meeting.

All civil and military officials believed it, there must be ghosts in this palace!

A month passed in the blink of an eye.

On the day the Empress gave birth, Zhao Xianao finally went to the Kunning Palace, and pretended to stay inside the Kunning Palace. He listened to the screams coming from inside, took a sip of tea casually, and looked up at the king who was jumping up and down anxiously. , "Can you sit down, and it's not..."

"Not what?"

There are court ladies and eunuchs guarding the palace, but Zhao Xianao didn't say anything.

It's not that I gave birth to a child, why are you in a hurry.

Zhao Xianao has never forgotten the dream of that night on Hutou Mountain.

The queen's cry became weaker and weaker after another, Zhao Xianao put Wen Sheng in his hand and rubbed it gently.

After a while, the midwife ran over and knelt down in front of Zhao Xianao, "Your Majesty! Your Majesty is not well! The Empress is having a difficult labor!"

Zhao Xianao was surprised, and then threatened, "Let me keep adults and children, or I will kill you!"

The king no longer knew whether Zhao Xianao had planned it or whether it was a difficult labor. He saw that the midwife was sweating profusely, she didn't seem to be faking it, so he became anxious, "I'll go in and have a look."

Zhao Xianao dragged him back, "You have to enter the woman's delivery room, crazy."

"I'm not a eunuch, what are you afraid of!"

Really into the drama...

Zhao Xianao patted the seat beside him, "Sit down, don't worry."

The king stared at him.

Zhao Xianao didn't have any expression on his face, but the eyes he looked at the king were extremely gentle, "Trust me, wait a little longer."

When the king heard the words "wait and wait" from his mouth, his heart suddenly felt at ease.

"Yeah." He sat beside Zhao Xianao, and asked in a low voice, "It's so painful to have a baby."

For a person like the queen, shouting like this must be in agony.

"What do you think, you will pass out from the pain."

The king blinked, "Then I still won't give birth."

It's as if you can live if you want to.