That emperor wants to gay me

Night comes and goes quickly.

It seemed that it rained last night, and the morning wind mixed with the fragrance of the soil, blowing into Zuo Anming's nostrils.

With a sound of "um~uh~", he turned his lazy body over, then opened his eyes and stared blankly out of the window.

"Well, it's a new day.

Yesterday... seemed to be going well. "

He turned over again, put his hands under his head, looked at the roof silently, and then chuckled again.

"I haven't slept so comfortably for a long time. The most important thing is that there is a young lady in my dream, hahahahaha..."

Su Sheng, who had already been waiting outside the door, listened to the movement in the room, and thought in his heart: Young Master... Could it be that you are stupid?

"Pooh."

I was afraid of my mouth, and then murmured: "How is it possible, maybe because you slept well last night, you are in a good mood today?"

Thinking like this, a layer of smile appeared on Su Sheng's face.

After pushing the door and entering, Su Sheng saw Zuo Anming lying flat on the bed, staring at the beam... as if in a daze?

"Master, little one..." Su Sheng held back the words that hadn't been finished yet, his heart was beating non-stop. He thought that his master would punish him, but when Su Sheng secretly glanced at him In the past, Zuo Anming didn't look at himself, he was still alone in a daze.

Patting his chest, he couldn't help but rejoice: Fortunately, fortunately, he didn't pay attention to my words, otherwise it would be miserable.

Putting down the washbasin in his hand, he walked to the bed and said respectfully, "Master? It's time to get up and wash up."

Zuo Anming didn't finish his sentence, and when he got up to let Su Sheng get dressed, he didn't say a word.

——It's so strange, the young master was still giggling just now, and now he doesn't say a word.

After thinking about it, he looked at the left minister An Ming who was washing his face, and scratched his head.

Zuo Anming, who was wiping his face, suddenly said, "Susu, is there anything urgent today?"

Su Sheng reacted with a jolt, "Ah? The young master doesn't seem to have anything urgent to do today. Does the young master have any other orders?"

"Oh, that's great. After breakfast in a while, I want to go out by myself, so you don't have to follow me."

"..." Could it be that the young master dislikes me?They didn't let me follow them when they went out.

With that in mind, a look of disappointment appeared on his face.

Zuo Anming just happened to catch him impartially, "Susu, where are you thinking about? I have something to do when I go out, so it's inconvenient to take you with me."

After listening to Zuo Anming's words, Su Sheng felt better.

"Okay, okay, just pack up, I'm going to eat first."

half an hour later

Walking on the bustling street, Zuo Anming felt refreshed, and even couldn't help feeling in his heart: Phew~ the days without homosexuals are really comfortable physically and mentally!

Suddenly, a large group of people gathered in front of him, which attracted Zuo Anming's attention. As soon as he walked into the crowd, he heard various voices.

"Who is this? Why are there so many wounds on his body?"

"Hey, yes, it's such a serious injury at such a young age."

"I don't know which family's servant it is, and the master didn't come to see it."

"People's hearts are sinister, you see this person looks like this, I'm afraid he has been abandoned by others."

"What a sin!"

Zuo Anming managed to squeeze in, and then saw Ying Liu covered in wounds.

My heart skipped a beat.

Then he murmured in a low voice: "He...why was he injured so badly? That dead gay guy, his own people are all like this, so I don't know how to send someone to look for it."

Although Zuo Anming didn't know his code name, he did know that it was this person who first said he was a man.

Frowning, I thought to myself: There are so many people here, what should I do to take this person away?

Just when Zuo Anming felt a little melancholy, he suddenly felt his arms tighten, turned his head and saw Liu Fuyi.

"Brother Fuyi."

"An'er, why are you here?" Then, he glanced at Ying Liu on the ground again, and said, "Do you recognize him?"

Zuo Anming nodded, with a trace of anxiety and a trace of request in his eyes.

Liu Fuyi had no choice, and then said: "Have you seen that alley in front? After a while, you run there first, and I will bring this person to find you."

"it is good."

Giving up, Liu Fuyi looked at Zuo Anming and Ying Liu again, then nodded towards Zuo Anming, finally took out a handful of broken silver from her arms, and threw it into the air, " Everyone hurry up and pick up the silver."

Immediately, the scene was abnormally chaotic, Liu Fuyi also took advantage of this gap, and flew towards that alley with Ying Liu in his arms.

After watching Liu Fuyi enter the alley, Zuo Anming asked nervously, "Brother Fuyi, where are we going now?"

"Go to my house."

After speaking, the two walked down the alley.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, the two entered Liu Fuyi's yard through the back door.

"An'er, go drink some tea first, I'll check this man first."

"Don't you need my help?"

"No, I'll do it myself, you take a rest first."

"Well~ that's fine."

Liu Fuyi put Ying Liu on the bed, and then brought the medicine box. Just as her fingers touched Ying Liu's collar, she felt her wrist tighten.

Ying Liu's eyes were bloodshot, his lips were white and chapped, but he held Liu Fuyi's wrist firmly.

Although he was unconscious just now, when Liu Fuyi carried him back, he wobbled all the way, which stimulated him.

Having been in the dark guard for many years, even if he was injured at this time, Ying Liu would not dare to take it lightly.

"Who are you?" The hoarse voice stimulated Liu Fuyi's eardrums.

It was really hard for him to imagine, how could he still have such strength after suffering such a serious injury, and the vigilance that belonged to an assassin has not weakened at all.

"You are hurt!"

In a word, right in Ying Liu's arms, his eyes fixed on Liu Fuyi, "So what?"

"Let go or wait to die, choose one of the two."

Although Ying Liu hesitated for a moment, the strength in his hand still did not decrease.

Liu Fuyi couldn't help feeling a little more fond of Ying Liu.

"What if I choose to wait to die?" After finishing speaking, Ying Liu seemed to want to see something from Liu Fuyi's eyes, but he was destined to be disappointed.

"I bet you don't."

"..."

Ying Liu was at a loss for words, it is true that he will not wait to die, he has not passed the news to his master, he has not...

Therefore, he cannot die.

"Your name is Ying Liu, the hidden guard of Junzifeng, the best at disguising, and you are very good at hiding. Am I lying?"

Ying Liu frowned, looking at Liu Fuyi with an indescribably familiar feeling, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him.

Then I heard Liu Fuyi say: "I guess you must have obtained some ulterior secret, and then they chased and killed you, and finally hid in a bamboo basket on the corner of the street, right?"

Ying Liu's face was full of disbelief, "Who are you? Who are you? Cough cough...cough cough."

"Liu Fuyi."