That emperor wants to gay me

Zuo Anming looked at Su Sheng and didn't know what to say for a moment.

Or, in their eyes, he is an outsider?No one told him about such a serious matter!very good!very good!

Overthrowing the bird's nest in Su Sheng's hand, Zuo Anming rushed towards Zuo Xiang's yard.

Zuoxiang Yard

Zuo Anming hesitated outside the door and never opened the door. He was afraid, he was worried that what Su Sheng said was true. To be honest, although he really wanted to return to real life, after all, he had lived here for many years. In recent years, people's hearts are also fleshy. Zuoxiang, Mrs. Zuoxiang, Junzifeng, and many others, he has feelings for them. If such a thing happens all of a sudden, he still hides it from him. It is estimated that no one will feel good. .

Just when Zuo Anming was still debating whether to push the door open, Zuo Anming suddenly heard Mrs. Zuo Xiang's words.

"Master, you said that if we don't tell An'er about this, is it good for him? Or is it harming him?"

Zuo Xiang also felt uncomfortable, sat at the table, and said: "Now this is an urgent report from the Northern Wilderness and Xi'er has disappeared, can the emperor not go out?

"However, as you have seen, the relationship between An'er and him has grown by leaps and bounds in the past few days. Now that they are silent like this, I'm afraid that An'er will think wildly."

Zuo Xiang got up and hugged Mrs. Zuo Xiang into his arms, and said in a low voice: "Madam, An'er is not a child, he won't make trouble unreasonably, An'er can still tell which is important, okay, let's rest. "

Zuo Anming, who was standing outside the door, was already in tears. He... his brother's whereabouts are unknown?Gentleman is going to fight?

why?

Why did things become like this?

At some point in the dark sky, the scenery changed, the moon hid in the thick clouds, and soon the dark clouds swept in, and soon the dripping raindrops fell from the sky.

Zuo Anming was like a walking corpse, letting the rainwater fall on his body, and he couldn't tell whether it was tears or rainwater on his face.

Time has passed, and now it's autumn, and the temperature is better during the day, but at night, it seems to feel the coolness, plus tonight's rain, Zuo Anming has no intention of escaping, and he hasn't come back until he is infected with the wind and cold. When he arrived at his small courtyard, Su Sheng, who was standing at the door, saw his son, and ran straight to Zuo Anming with an umbrella.

"An Ming, you..." Su Sheng, who was crying, didn't know what to say all of a sudden, he was all to blame for his quick talk, otherwise his son would not have been caught in the rain.

Hastily helped Zuo Anming back to the room, took off Zuo Anming's clothes, and quickly stuffed him into the bed.

During the whole process, Zuo Anming didn't cry or make trouble, and let Su Sheng serve him however he wanted.

Seeing his young master getting into bed, Su Sheng hurriedly went to the dining room and prepared a bowl of ginger soup.

After returning to the room, Su Sheng looked at Zuo Anming, whose eyes hadn't closed yet, feeling annoyed in his heart.Walking to the bed, put down the ginger soup in his hand, then wrapped Zuo Anming up with a quilt, and let Zuo Anming lean on his shoulder.

He reached out and picked up the ginger soup that was set aside.

"An Ming, just drink a little. Don't be silent like this, don't scare Susu, okay?" Su Sheng's voice was full of tears, and his eyes were full of tears.

Zuo Anming remained silent, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Young master, I know you are angry, but the master and the others didn't tell you, isn't it for your own good? In the face of a national crisis, how could the emperor let go of the people of Nanning for the sake of his daughter?"

"An Ming, don't be like this. If you give up on yourself like this, if the emperor sees it, he...will feel sorry for him again." Su Sheng's words echoed in Zuo Anming's ears non-stop.

distressed?

Will he?

If he feels distressed, why hide it from him?Why can't he be notified in advance?

Looking at it now, Zuo Anming is not that important in Jun Zifeng's eyes, it's dispensable, isn't it?

Suddenly, Zuo Anming seemed to have figured out something, and let out a miserable laugh.

The inexplicable laughter really startled Su Sheng, "An Ming?" Su Sheng called out tentatively.

Zuo Anming didn't speak, but directly took the ginger soup from Su Sheng's hand, and finally drank it down.

"Susu, you go out first, I want to be alone." Zuo Anming's voice was very calm, calm and a bit scary, not at all like the Zuo Anming that Su Sheng usually knew.

"An Ming, I...how about I stay by your side, I'm afraid of you..."

Zuo Anming was a little impatient: "I told you to go out, can't you hear me? Susu, do you think that I really dare not punish you physically?"

As soon as these words came out, Su Sheng was so frightened that he knelt on the ground, "An Ming, Su Su dare not, Su Su is just afraid that An Ming will be overwhelmed, and there is no...

Hearing Su Sheng's cry, Zuo Anming was very irritable, "Go out, I won't be overwhelmed." He is still so young, and he is still so straightforward, how could he be overwhelmed?For a man?

What a joke!Big joke!

After readjusting his emotions, Zuo Anming lay down.The rain outside was still patting the ground, it was a bit cold, Zuo Anming unconsciously wrapped the quilt tighter again.

Not only was the air cold, but Zuo Anming's heart was also cold!

Closing his eyes, Zuo Anming tried his best not to let himself think about the matter of him and Gentleman, but when he closed his eyes, he and...

The picture of Jun Zifeng together reappears in my mind, and I can't linger on it.

It was like a soldering iron being baked into Zuo Anming's flesh and blood.

Undoubtedly, Zuo Anming suffered from insomnia tonight. .

And at this moment, it's not only Zuo Anming who suffers from insomnia, but also Gentleman Feng.

In the huge palace, all the palace guards had retreated, leaving only Jun Zifeng sitting in front of the desk, looking at the portrait on the table.

Jun Zifeng, who was already lying down, couldn't fall asleep anyway, so he sat in front of the desk.

And that portrait was drawn by Jun Zifeng when Zuo Anming returned to his dormitory after Zuo Anming participated in the Empress Dowager's birthday banquet and competed with Beichen. After delaying it until tonight, he didn't remember the portrait, so he opened it.

In that competition, Zuo Anming's defense of the word "country" is still vivid in his mind.

And that defense undoubtedly gave Jun Zifeng a huge surprise, which is why he can't forget it now.

Jun Zifeng stretched out his hand and slowly touched Zuo Anming's cheek in the portrait, and then Jun Zifeng murmured: An'er, I'm sorry! "

You don't blame me, do you?

My An'er is so reasonable, so naturally I wouldn't blame me if I think about it, it's because I'm overthinking.

Thinking like this, Jun Zifeng's face finally slowly rose.

"An'er, when I come back, I will make it up to you, okay?"

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