The Strategy of Washing Clean a Slag Shou

——Heavenly auspiciousness, dragon and phoenix come to the world.

However, in just half an hour, word spread throughout the palace that the eunuch Tong from the Qianqiu Palace of the Holy Admiral took him back to the Chengqian Palace, and it is said that he carried the dragon chariot himself. It's gone.

Although it is true that the male queen is a bit shocking, the previous dynasty is not without precedent, not to mention that God has given instructions, who can say anything, and who dares to say anything.

Zong Huan looked at the embarrassed little guy in front of him, with a trace of sarcasm in his eyes, not to mention whether he is a real dragon, this Tong Jiabao is not a phoenix, he is clearly an unfamiliar canary, no matter how long he has been raised No matter how fine the food is and how meticulous the care is, he still wants to fly to others and peck himself hard before leaving.

It’s just that everything that happened today cannot be explained by the word “coincidence”. The sudden fire, the torrential rain from the sky, and the unpredictable blue-purple thunder and lightning, if it was really a “coincidence”, God would be too much. Take care of Tong Jiabao.

But if it's a conspiracy, who in the world can do this, no matter how hard he thinks about it, he won't think that the so-called miracle is just a gift that Su Yang shamelessly asked the system.

He was thinking to himself, but he heard Su Yang hiss softly, his white and tender face showed a bitter expression, and said to the imperial doctor: "Be gentle, my leg is made of meat, not a wooden stake made!"

Zong Huan was still a little distressed at first, but he laughed angrily at his metaphor.

Doctor Li was terrified, and immediately didn't know what to do. His strength was actually just right, but this father-in-law Tong's skin was too tender and delicate. It was just a simple flesh wound, but when it came to him, it was full of bruises and bloodstains , looked extremely tragic, and the pain was unbearable after a little massage, so I could only sigh in my heart, some people are born with delicate lives, and they should be pampered and pampered.

Before he finished feeling, Zong Huan couldn't hold back anymore, the hand that was walking on Su Yang's calf was really an eyesore, he immediately waved Li Taiyi back, saying: "You step back, I will come in person."

The imperial physician wiped off his sweat, quickly handed over the Jinchuang medicine, and hurriedly withdrew.

Seeing Zong Huan walking towards him, Su Yang bit the bullet and said, "Master, why don't I do it myself..."

Zong Huan curled his lips, sat down directly in front of him, and asked: "Now that I know you are called master, didn't you still call me around and say I hate you?"

Su Yang: "..."

When he was castrated before, he felt very uncomfortable, but now he knows that the things are still there, although it is inhumane, but at least it looks passable, and he feels a lot of comfort in his heart, and he doesn't lose all reason like before.

Zong Huan saw that he lowered his eyelashes and did not speak, so he dragged the obedient little thing onto his lap and sat there. His thick eyelashes trembled slightly, and a stream of light leaked from his pupils, which was extremely moving.

This little cub has obvious baby fat on his cheeks, but he is actually very light, and he doesn't weigh much when he is held on his lap, and his waist is even more slender. I have never hugged him before, so I can't compare it, but I can roughly guess that he was Qianqiu Palace must have suffered a lot in the past three years.

A tinge of pity suddenly crept into his heart, which caught Zong Huan by surprise.He sprinkled the Jinchuang medicine on Su Yang's wound, and felt the muscles under his palm twitch slightly. He held the white calf, and slowly inputted internal force to massage and relieve the pain.

Zong Huan's palm was warm and generous, as if it contained endless power, and now he moved a little more cautiously, not like a majestic king of a country, but like an ordinary man who pleases his lover.

The pain in the leg gradually dissipated, Su Yang peeked at him with his eyes, Zong Huan is naturally handsome, different from Mo Yan's exquisite facial features, he is more of a mature charm, like polished jade , making people feel that they can be relied on, it's just that... silly Qiongqi suddenly turned into a black-bellied uncle, Su Yang only felt like a dream.

Zong Huan didn't know the entanglement in his heart, he held his glistening white ankle and said calmly: "The Palace of Qianqiu is destroyed."

Su Yang gave a soft "um" and moved his feet uncomfortably.

Zong Huan narrowed his eyes, his words suddenly turned sharp, and he asked, "Do you still want to stay by my side?"

Naturally, Su Yang looked at him expectantly, with hope and anxiety in his black grape-like eyes, he asked in a low voice: "Think, is it okay?"

It looked like a poor puppy, politely asking others if he could take this bone away, Zong Huan was so hard-hearted, he couldn't say no at this time.

He was silent for a while, before he said bluntly: "Yes."

As soon as the words fell, the poor little puppy just now was already having fun, muttering "I knew you couldn't let me go", while rubbing restlessly in his arms, which made His Majesty's heart furious.

Zong Huan raised his hand and patted his soft buttocks, and scolded lightly, "Be quiet for me, otherwise tomorrow I will throw you to the clothes washing bureau and let you wash clothes day and night."

The Huanyi Bureau is a place for maids and eunuchs to wash clothes. It is a hundred times more miserable than the Leng Palace. The old people in the palace often say that if you enter the Leng Palace, there is a possibility of turning over, but if you enter the Huanyi Bureau, you will never be able to survive in this life. Count on it.

"I won't go to the Laundry Bureau, I don't know how to do laundry..." Su Yang grabbed the skirt of his chest and said firmly, "You don't want to send me there, I know!"

Zong Huan glanced at him, and said coldly: "Who says I'm not willing to part with it, I wish you, a little spy, would suffer more, so I can teach you a lesson."

Su Yang: "..."

Seeing Su Yang's wilting, Zong Huan finally couldn't hold back his cold face, and smiled with his lips curled up.

It was a completely different smile from the memory of the original owner. The indifferent aura could not hide the gentle expression. No matter how many times he had been reincarnated, no matter whether he had memories or not, this person still treated him subconsciously, even though his reason told him that it was wrong, but he Still did it.

Su Yang stared at his smile, then leaned over like a ghost, and kissed the corner of his mouth.