That emperor wants to gay me

After finishing speaking, Zuo Anming came directly in front of Han Yuxi, staring at Han Yuxi motionlessly, as if he wanted to find something in Han Yuxi's eyes.

However, after looking at it for a long time, I didn't find anything wrong.

Han Yuxi patted her back indiscriminately, and finally said with a smile: "Your brother Fuyi has never been here, but well, I can smell the smell of beggars on you."

"Cough cough."

Zuo Anming coughed in embarrassment, and stood up straight, "Well... just now for breakfast, the old guy at home was too angry, I was so scared that I didn't eat much, so...hehe, brother, you understand."

Han Yuxi scolded with a smile: "You are the only one who is greedy."

"I'm not greedy, I'm just hungry, forget it, I won't tell you anymore, I'll go back to the house first, by the way, don't just sit around, go find brother Fuyi."

After speaking, she left Han Yuxi's room without looking back.

Han Yuxi heard the sound of the door closing, and then turned to look at the window.

It seemed that there was still a trace of Liu Fuyi's smell in the air, and after taking a deep breath, Han Yuxi's mouth curled up in a nice curve.

How could Liu Fuyi not be aware of Liu Fuyi's kindness to Han Yuxi?It's just...he didn't want the brotherhood between the two of them to be sour, so that in the end they became strangers.

After looking at it helplessly, Han Yuxi got up and got out of the bathtub, took a towel and wiped her body.

It's just that the movements were extremely slow, and his mind was full of images of Liu Fuyi helping him take a medicinal bath for the first time when he fell ill, and then helping him wipe his body.

If time can stop, Han Yuxi is willing to indulge in Liu Fuyi's endless tenderness.

Zuo Anming, who had just returned to the room, got into the bed, feeling agitated.

——That dog emperor, who does not do his job all day long, just walks around blindly, this country will be ruined by you sooner or later.

Zuo Anming, who was getting annoyed more and more, got up and sat up again.

With a gesture of scratching his ears and cheeks, he kept pressing: "It's so annoying, I haven't found a way to go back after searching for so long."

"I've read all kinds of books, but I still don't have any clues, ah... Painful!"

The helpless Zuo Anming came out of the room again, just now a flash of light flashed in his head, it seemed...he seemed to have never been to his father's study room, maybe there would be an unexpected delivery, but just happened to meet Han Yuxi.

Han Yuxi looked at the frowning Zuo Anming and asked, "Anming, what's wrong with you?"

"I...it's fine, by the way, brother, have you been to Dad's study?"

Han Yuxi was stunned for a while, then shook her head.

Zuo Anming responded, and hurriedly ran towards his father's study.

Today, Zuo Xiang and Mrs. Zuo Xiang went to the temple together, and it happened that he could take advantage of this loophole, maybe he could really find something.

Zuo Anming, who had just entered the study, was instantly dumbfounded. There were dozens of rows of bookshelves in front of him, which were neatly filled with books.

"Fuck, Dad, this must be your treasure for half your life, right?" muttered in a low voice, and then searched carefully, never missing any corner.

Just when Zuo Anming was about to give up, his feet slipped and his body leaned over, knocking all the books on the second shelf in front of him to the ground.

"Fuck! Sin, sin." After finishing speaking, he stabilized his posture and hurriedly started to tidy up in a panic.

When everything was done, Zuo Anming, who had been busy for a long time, discovered an amazing piece of news.

It was the one placed at the very edge of the bookshelf on this floor, and it was placed in a very hidden location. If he hadn't knocked over this floor, he probably wouldn't have found it someday.

——It's really easy to find nowhere to find.

Zuo Anming, who was so happy in his heart, put the yellowed book into his arms, and then tiptoed out of the study room.

Quietly dismissed all the maids and waiters, closed the doors and windows, finally sat down at the table, and carefully took out the yellowed book from his arms.

Zuo Anming saw five big characters with scrawled characters—"Nanning Fantastic Record".

After dipping his hand in a little saliva, Zuo Anming turned to the first page and started reading slowly.

Zuo Anming didn't stop until the door of the room was knocked, hid the book under his bed, and opened the door.

The visitor blessed the body, and said: "Second Young Master, it's already noon, it's time to have lunch, Mrs. Mrs. Eldest Young Master is already waiting for you in the front hall."

"Understood." After finishing speaking, he walked towards the front hall.

As soon as he entered the front hall, he heard Mrs. Zuo Xiang's voice, "An'er, what are you busy with? You don't even know it's time for dinner?"

Zuo Anming stuck out his tongue, hurriedly ran behind Mrs. Zuoxiang, pinched her shoulders, and said coquettishly: "Mother, An'er knew it was wrong, you and dad and elder brother should not be allowed to wait for An'er like this." Long."

This kind of acting like a baby got Mrs. Zuo Xiang's concern, she put her hand on the back of Zuo Anming's hand, and said with a smile: "It's okay, it's okay, it's a big deal to act like a baby to Wei Niang all day for such a grown-up person." What system."

Hearing this, Zuo Anming gave up, let go of his hand, sat beside Mrs. Zuo Xiang, and said: "Mother, in Mother's eyes, I will always be a child, won't I?"

Even Prime Minister Zuo who was sitting at the side leaked an imperceptible smile.

"Come on, you, you are the only one in the whole family who is glib."

Zuo Anming chuckled, took a piece of chicken and put it into Zuo Xiang's bowl, looked at his father and said, "Father, you eat first."

Zuo Xiang hurriedly put away his emotions, and said coldly: "Okay, let's eat, don't talk when eating, and don't talk when sleeping."

——Pretending to be the same as the real thing, really thinking that the three of us are blind, just laugh when you laugh, and hold back, who is it, who is pretending to be reserved when you are in your own home?

After a meal, they got along harmoniously, more warm than before.

After returning to the room, Zuo Anming took out the "Nanning Fantasy Record" under the bed again.

Zuo Anming read quickly, and at ten o'clock in the evening, he finished the whole book.

It's just that the last signature of this book made Zuo Anming's heart tremble, and then he frowned, and said slowly: "Master Huikong? Isn't this the previous abbot of the temple that mother usually went to?"

This master Huikong is highly respected in the country of Nanning, and even the temple where he is located has continued to burn incense, which has continued to this day, fully witnessing the development of Nanning for decades.

After dinner, Zuo Anming sat alone in the yard, looking at the starry sky, full of thoughts.Even though it has been five or six thoughts since he came to this other world, the urge and urgency to return to reality has never diminished by half, but has become more and more ferocious with age.