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

Wen Yao's heart skipped a beat, it's over, the emperor really found out!

It should have been discovered that time. I didn’t say it before, but I wanted to admit it. As a result, I procrastinated and delayed. The emperor couldn’t wait, so he took this opportunity to question him. He obviously had a sense of romantic beauty one moment ago, but was rejected by him the next moment. Nailed to a cross awaiting trial.

In his heart, Ye Chu became the original tyrant again.

Neither of them spoke in a hurry, and the atmosphere was very heavy.

Wen Yao's face gradually turned pale, and thin sweat appeared on his forehead. Ye Chu was also a little nervous, but he concealed it very well, at least Wen Yao couldn't see it at all.

"I... I never thought of deceiving the emperor." After thinking about the reasons and the emotions were ready, Wen Yao showed an aggrieved expression, and he blinked his big sparkling eyes vigorously, complaining quietly.

"I was in the palace as soon as I woke up. I didn't know that things would turn out like this, but I am indeed from the Wen family, but that was just before. After Wen Sheng and Jiang Sushang drugged me and stunned me, they It has nothing to do with me anymore."

Ye Chu seemed to be in a better mood because of these words, and the coercion he released was not so heavy.

"Your majesty doesn't know what kind of life I lived before. Chang San and I depended on each other for life. Chang San followed me a few years ago. Originally, he could be assigned to Wen Zixin, but because Chang San helped me, so In the end, I chose to follow me, and we spent several years in the side courtyard, living a life without a meal every day."

Wen Yao said miserably: "Sometimes they even sent us away with leftover and cold food. At that time, I was still young, and I often argued with Wen Ningxun. After eating a meal, I was dizzy from hunger at night, so I sneaked to the kitchen of the compound to steal some thick noodles and steamed buns to eat.”

Ye Chu's face was very gloomy, and he followed Wen Yao's words, "Are the steamed buns delicious?"

Wen Yao shook his head, "It's not tasty, I don't want to eat it anymore."

In Ye Chu's spacious cloud sleeves, he clenched his fists tightly, closed his eyes, and said in a cold tone with indelible pity, "Okay, I won't eat it again, do you like these snacks? "

Wen Yao looked at him, his eyes lit up, "I like to eat."

"Then eat more, if you don't have enough, buy more." Ye Chu fed him a piece.

Wen Yao was secretly delighted that he had successfully escaped, but he didn't pay attention to how ambiguous Ye Chu's actions were, so he lowered his head and ate his snacks from the opponent's hand.

He has never eaten thick noodle steamed buns, but Yuan himself has.

In the novel Chapter 1, it is mentioned that the original body was not as cowardly as the latter, but why did he become cowardly?

He guessed that it was probably the Wen sisters who oppressed Yuanchen for a long time, which caused Yuanchen to become weak and timid.

"Where did the emperor buy it? Can we go buy some more later?"

"It's not far away, we'll go when the lanterns are put on." Ye Chu said, and fed another piece of snack. Wen Yao no longer felt strange, and naturally lowered his head to eat the snack in Ye Chu's hand, lips When he touched his fingertips, Ye Chu withdrew his hand and twisted it gently, as if aftertaste.

After a while, the two found a place to dock. Ye Chu took a look at Wen Yao, stretched out his arms to hug him and flew ashore.

"You, why did you suddenly—"

Ye Chu interrupted him, "Without a pier, you don't know martial arts."

The reason is sufficient. Wen Yao didn't think about it any more, thanked him, Ye Chu looked at him and said softly, "You're welcome, if you really want to thank me, you can open your stomach and eat later."

"That's natural."

The two went to a small stall, which was in the middle and lower reaches of the river bed, a little far away from the stone arch bridge, there were not many people, and there were not many vendors selling lanterns. Wen Yao saw an old man making lanterns at a glance.

Dachen’s lanterns are somewhat different from the colorful lanterns Wen Yao saw in later generations, but there are similarities, and the craftsmanship is quite different. Dachen’s lanterns are more finely crafted than those of later generations. The vermilion lanterns are dotted with ink paintings, and the artistic conception is unique. Gao, Wen Yao can't understand the mystery, but he can also see that the painter is very skilled.

Wen Yao asked for two, handed one to Ye Chu, held the other in his hand, and asked a little foolishly, "What shall we do next?"

"How about finding the highest place to put the lantern?"

Wen Yao thinks this proposal is feasible, but he doesn't know the buildings in Kyoto, and he doesn't even know where the attic is.

Compared with Wen Yao's ignorance, what Ye Chu knew would appear to be very knowledgeable.

"The Yuehua Pavilion in the city is a good place to go."

After Ye Chu finished speaking, he took Wen Yao to the roof. Wen Yao was afraid of falling from mid-air, so he hugged the man's neck tightly, and all the heat sprayed by the man rushed towards his cheeks, making his cheeks burn.

Seeing this, Ye Chu stared at the endless front and slightly curled his lower lip, then hugged Wen Yao tightly, and quickly passed the roof to the Yuehua Pavilion in the city.

Yuehua Pavilion, pavilions and attics, under the clear moon, can be seen clearly no matter from which direction, no wonder it is called this name.

This is a good place for literati to admire the moon, and it is very comfortable with a pot of hot wine.

"This place is pretty good." Standing high and looking far away, Wen Yao could see the densely packed crowds on both sides of the stream, thinking that there were so many people, but these people all went in the direction of the canal, so there was nothing on the official road popularity.

"Yuehua Pavilion is the tallest pavilion in Kyoto." Ye Chu's deep voice sounded from behind.

"The highest is only the second floor?"

"Why, have you seen taller ones?" Ye Chu asked without answering. Three years ago, he went to the border area, where there were no bricks and black tiles, and all the people lived were tents.

Sometimes when wind blows and rains, the tent leaks overnight.

The wind and sand rolled all over the sky, and the environment was very harsh.

"I've seen it." Wen Yao said truthfully, in the previous world, there were more than this little height, and there were buildings with more than 100 floors.

"where?"

Wen Yao couldn't say that he met in another world. He made up a story: "I saw it in a picture album, and the attic in that picture had several floors."

Ye Chu became interested, "Is that painting still in your hand?"

Wen Yao nodded as if remembering.

There is no painting, the advantage is that he can paint, thinking so far he said: "The painting I got a few years ago, I don't know where it went later, if the emperor wants to see it, I will spend some time to find it."

Ye Chu was quite interested, pursed his lips and nodded in agreement.

The author has something to say: ps: In ancient times, most of the pavilions were two-story buildings with an elevated lower part and a high-hanging bottom, which were widely used in ancient times.

In ancient times, building refers to more than two floors.

The setting in the article is that Da Chen has no buildings, only pavilions, so the tallest floor Chu Ge has ever seen is a two-story pavilion.

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