After being forced into the palace, I became the tyrant's favorite

Ye Chu took the rosin ointment from Li Quan's hand, wiped it gently on Wen Yao's face, and wiped it gently for a week before letting go, "It's done."

Wen Yao pretended to cough a few times, got up from Ye Chu's arms, thanked him, and obediently stood aside, clutching the hem of his clothes.

"Does your face feel uncomfortable?"

Wen Yao stared at him with round and bright eyes, and shook his head for a moment, "The face is no longer itchy."

Ye Chu hummed nasally, and Wen Yao's heart felt inexplicably warm when he heard it.

"Go back and let the imperial doctor see if it is caused by eating certain foods."

Wen Yao nodded. He didn't know much about the allergens in this body, but he had to be responsible for occupying other people's land, not to mention that it was already his body.

Ye Chu continued to let him grind, Wen Yao could only grind the inkstone slowly, after a stick of incense, Ye Chu couldn't help but curled his lips when he saw the ink he was grinding, turned his head to look at Wen Yao, and opened his lips: "Can't grind?"

Wen Yao nodded honestly.

"Give me the ink stick."

Wen Yao was more careful now, and was afraid of getting ink on him.

When Ye Chu picked up the ink stick, he brushed Wen Yao's slender and smooth fingertips.

It feels great in the hand.

He thought about finding more opportunities to get in touch with Wen Yao in the future.

Wen Yao's heart trembled as she was rubbed against her calloused fingertips, as if she had been electrocuted.

While he was in a daze, Ye Chu had already got up, stuck up behind him, stretched out his vigorous arms, and wrapped Wen Yao into his arms.

Wen Yao's head exploded like fireworks.

Ye Chu whispered next to his ear, his voice was low and sweet, and it blew into Wen Yao's ear, it was itchy and hot, piercing like the force of thunder and lightning, making him tremble slightly.

He didn't hate this feeling, every time Ye Chu approached, he didn't have the slightest resistance, as if he acquiesced in the other party's approach.

"Add a little water first, hold the ink stick, grind it straight down, don't bend your hands."

His tone was slow and his voice was getting lower and lower. Wen Yao listened absent-mindedly at first, but then under his guidance, he listened slowly.

After a while, Ye Chu let go of his hand, turned back to the dragon chair, and continued to annotate with a pen.

Wen Yao slowly moved over. He looked like a little squirrel, and his movements were cute. Ye Chu saw that his cold eyes softened.

Wen Yao stretched his neck to read the memorial on the case, watched Ye Chu write in circles, didn't look at him, and approached him more boldly than before.

Others would have been dragged out and beheaded long ago.

Ye Chu was not worried that he would read the contents of the brochure, so he generously threw it under Wen Yao's nose and let him read it slowly.

Be careful not to be shattered, Wen Yao became more courageous, put his eyes on the unfolded book, and had to say that Ye Chu's handwriting was really good, the iron draws silver hooks, and penetrated the back of the paper. Thinking of the handwriting he wrote, His pen writing is good, but the brush writing is sighing, and the first few times his hand holding the brush still trembles.

The brush characters written are less powerful, crooked like earthworms.

Fortunately, Wen Yao is self-aware, and rarely shows his "calligraphy" to others on weekdays.

His eyes moved from the sharp notes to the content, and he frowned slightly as he watched.

Keeping an eye on Wen Yao's every move, seeing the other party frowning, Ye Chu unconsciously followed his line of sight, and then asked softly, "Why are you frowning?"

As soon as the voice came out, Wen Yao was startled, his eyebrows twitched, his body turned outward, Ye Chu's heart moved, and he still looked at him calmly.

"I, my concubine...uh..." Wen Yao struggled with addressing for a moment, he was really not used to calling himself "servant concubine" or "concubine body".

Ye Chu broke the siege and said: "In the future, I will avoid these hypocrisy in front of me."

Wen Yao was so happy that he almost got carried away, facing the moody tyrant, he could only suppress the little joy in his heart, and stared at the floor with a straight face.

Ye Chu pursed his lips into a smile, his appearance was so handsome, Wen Yao lowered his head and happened to miss it.

Ye Chuyan returned to the main story, "Now can you tell me why you are frowning?"

"Yes, yes!" Wen Yao excitedly said: "I just think this person's writing is too outrageous. What is a disaster star coming to the world and disturbing the people? It's nonsense. There is no disaster star in the world, let alone a five-year-old What can my little doll do?"

Ye Chu didn't speak, and watched Wen Yao pointing at the memorial and retorting passionately.

He has read the content of the memorial—the recent situation in Naiyun County.Many farmers died of livestock, ranging from cattle and sheep to chickens and ducks, almost suddenly and suddenly overnight, and those who had eaten their meat also died.

This is not a complicated event, but someone deliberately misrepresented that there was a disaster star in the south, and some geologists calculated that the disaster star fell in Kyoto.

The news spread like wildfire, and the people in Beijing began to spread rumors. Many people speculated that the disaster star was in the palace. Otherwise, how could it be possible for the people to suffer such a huge disaster? !

"This group of fools dare to say that they are in the palace. How can there be a five-year-old baby in the palace?"

"Maybe." Ye Chu said suddenly.The memorial was sent by the Ministry of Rites, why they sent this, Ye Chu probably understood their intentions.

"What?" Wen Yao thought he heard it wrong, the emperor had been on the throne for half a year, how could he have a five-year-old child?Did it exist before enthronement?But he didn't see that the emperor had a five-year-old son in the comments.

Wen Yao frowned and thought.

Wen Yao was still kind and innocent as always, with all his emotions showing on his face, and Ye Chu knew what he was thinking of when he glanced at that startled little look.

Trying his best to resist the urge to curl his lips, he found that every time he faced Wen Yao, his mood was as peaceful and happy as it was three years ago.

Wen Yao didn't know what he was thinking, and waited honestly for his answer. After a while, Ye Chu said as if remembering, "It was left by the late emperor."

Wen Yao opened his mouth in surprise, Ye Chu looked at the memorial on the case with a solemn face, but he had already seen the wonderful expression on Wen Yao's face.

Sit quietly to taste the tea and wait patiently for the other party to ask questions.

Wen Yao originally thought that the emperor would take the initiative to answer him. After waiting for a while, Ye Chu still sat peacefully, not moving and saying nothing. Wen Yao couldn't wait any longer, and rubbed against Ye Chu. A hand poked Ye Chu's wide sleeve robe.

Ye Chu quickly adjusted his expression, turned his head slowly, and stared at him expressionlessly, his eyes looked a little cold.

Wen Yao stared at him with a look of fear, Ye Chu was afraid that he would really frighten him, so he restrained the icy cold air that was released.

"What's the matter?"

Wen Yao looked into his deep black eyes and blinked.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but the tyrant seems to have become gentler.

He swallowed and said, "Is that child the emperor's younger brother?"

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-01-1009:39:33~2020-01-1218:58:14期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: one bottle overnight;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!