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

Wen Yao's depressed mood came and went quickly, and he almost forgot about it after eating and drinking, and then went for a walk in the courtyard, looking at the starry night sky, the night in the shadow of candlelight and flowers.

The autumn wind is bleak, and the fallen leaves are flying, falling in the candlelight, shining like stars, quiet and easy-going, really beautiful.

"Walk again?" Ye Chu stared at Wen Yao's wind-blown hair by the flickering candlelight, and the blue hair printed arcs in the air.

Hearing this, Wen Yao yawned big. He half covered his lips, tilted his head as if thinking, and shook his head after a while, "I want to sleep."

His voice was a few degrees softer than usual, and even his tone and wording were not as cautious as before.

It's like a friend I've known for many years.

"Okay." Ye Chu's thin lips lifted, and Wen Yao casually explained that his weight in his heart was getting heavier and heavier. Even if there was no such meaning, it could prove that the relationship between them was getting closer.

Thinking of this, the smile couldn't be suppressed, "I'll take you back, will you sleep with me tonight like last night?"

Ye Chu was originally handsome and extraordinary, but he always kept a cold face, kept away from strangers, and his cold aura was too strong, coupled with his status, no one dared to pry into the emperor's true face carelessly, so he left an impression on everyone. The one in the middle is gloomy and cold, but the smile now is like the melting ice and snow on the Tianshan Mountains, spring back to the earth.

Wen Yao couldn't get enough of it.

It wasn't until he was brought back to the dormitory that he realized that he was brought back again.

Ye Chu was afraid that he would leave, so he didn't give him any chance to speak, "Do you still want to hear the story from last night?"

For the sake of having a story to listen to, Wen Yao reluctantly agreed.

After Ye Chu waited for Wen Yao to wash, he called someone to come in to serve him. Li Quan opened the door. He was dressed in a blue gown with a little sweat on his face.

Before Ye Chu could speak, Wen Yao saw the person and asked naturally: "Are you back?"

"Returning to the young master, the servant has just returned." Li Quan didn't need to call himself a "servant" to Wen Yao, but seeing the emperor's attitude towards Wen Yao, so he kept his posture very low.

Not long after he came back, he took people back to the palace this morning, sorted out all the ingredients Wen Xiaozhu needed, and rushed back with his people after lunch in a hurry.

He didn't see the emperor right away, but took off his dusty coat and changed into a new one before going to visit the emperor.

"Did you bring everything back?" Wen Yao sat up from the large dragon bed, and after Li Quan said so, the drowsiness disappeared, and he was very awake.

"Go back to my lord, I brought them all back, and they have been put in the imperial dining room." Li Quan respectfully said, bowing his head slightly, his attitude was no different from that of Ye Chu.

Wen Yao Yaxing was brought up, and said with a beaming smile, "Let's go, let's go and have a look now."

It seems to have forgotten the existence of the emperor.

Exquisite as Li Quan, watching his nose, nose, and heart, he kept silent, and then he understood the emperor's intention like a blessing in his heart, and bowed and retreated.

"Hey, why did he leave?" Wen Yao pointed to the door and asked Ye Chu unclearly.

"It's getting late, let's go to bed early, don't you still want to listen to my storytelling?" Seeing that he was about to go out, Ye Chu grabbed his arm, hoping to use "story" to keep him.

It was indeed getting late, if it was before, Wen Yao would have to think about it carefully.But today is not what it used to be. When I opened the door and looked around, it was almost pitch black. I couldn’t see clearly other than the nearby clump.

Wen Yao didn't believe in ghosts and gods before, but after experiencing the "crossing book", Wen Yao felt that it was scary to be blind at night.

Patted his chest/breast in the bottom of his heart, then turned his head and smiled at Ye Chu and said, "Okay, what story does Ziyu want to tell?"

Ye Chu looked at Wen Yao with a smile on his lips, very satisfied with the word he called himself, almost no one knew his name, no one had called him in recent years, and the last time he heard it was more than a year ago.

At that time, the first emperor was seriously ill, and he took Shen Ran to sneak into the palace from the secret room. The first emperor's bedroom was not Muyao Palace, but Shangqing Palace.

He still remembered that it was raining lightly that day. He was wearing black casual clothes and a cloak embroidered with gold silk patterns. He didn't care that the cloak was wet from the light rain, and quickly sneaked into the late emperor's palace with Shen Ran.

There was no one in the palace, and the dragon bed was tightly covered by the screen painted with birdsong and ink paintings on the green hills. Before they got close, they heard bursts of violent coughing.

Even though he has a stable temperament, he couldn't help but panic, and quickly walked around the screen to the innermost dragon bed, where his father was lying on it, with a white cloth quilt, white dark clothes, disheveled hair, frosty temples, But I haven't seen him for two years, and his father seems to be ten years older. His face is full of deep wrinkles, and his handsome face has long been lost.

Her complexion is sallow, her eyes are cloudy, she still has the vigor of a few years ago!

He knelt down on the spot, his hands trembling uncontrollably, and slowly stretched out. At this time, the dull late emperor finally found him. He hesitated, couldn't speak, and said weakly: "You... are... Ziyu Back, back, back?"

"Father—" Ye Chu choked up, and he was thoughtful and secretive since he was young.Even as his father, the first emperor seldom saw his son showing any unnecessary emotions, but at this time, the choked "Father Emperor" that burst out from his throat reminded him of his life. .

I remembered when Ye Chu was young, he carried his son on the horse, and the father and son rode the same horse. I thought of when Ye Chu was even younger, crying and looking for his mother. coaxing.

At that time——at that time, Ye Chu was only so young. In his arms, holding a lock of long hair in his hands, soft and soft, when he called "Father" indistinctly, that full of heart It's hard to say how happy I am.

Maybe he felt that his days were about to fade away, so he recalled more, especially when he thought of the days when he was with his lover, who was also Ye Chu's mother, a beautiful and virtuous woman.

He is the person who owes the most in his life.

Ye Chu's mother is not a queen, she only met in the third year of the first emperor's ascension to the throne. As the play says, the two met on the Lantern Festival Bridge. That beautiful colored lantern, but when I didn't want to cross the bridge, the lantern was knocked into the air by a man carrying a load.

Coincidentally, he was bumped into by the late emperor, and without thinking, he asked the guards to catch the falling lantern. The guards handed the lantern to him, and the woman in front of him shyly lowered her head and dared not look at him. Got caught by something.

He memorized the woman's appearance, returned the lantern to the other party, and said his own words. The woman blushed slightly, but even so, her demeanor was dignified and beautiful. She looked at the late emperor with slightly parted red lips: "Little girl Han Wan, thank you son for helping me."

The voice was clear and melodious, like a bird singing in the forest, and the late emperor fell in love with it instantly.

When he returned to the palace, he immediately painted the girl in his memory on the silk.

Two months later, the late Emperor saw her again.

When Ye Chu was very young, he heard what his concubine mother said. For some reason, when he looked at the boy now, he always thought of what his concubine mother said to him back then.

He stretched out his arms to embrace the boy, and the boy naturally fell into his arms, and he patted the boy's back lightly.The deep voice penetrated into Wen Yao's ears, and he only heard him speak slowly: "The story I will tell you must start when the first emperor, that is, my father, was in power."

Wen Yao responded softly, at first he was not used to this position, but because it was too comfortable, he was reluctant to move away, and he didn't bother to move any longer.

He was ready to hear the story.

"At that time, my father had been on the throne for more than three years, and I met a woman at another palace banquet. She was beautiful, kind and generous. She came with her parents. She also had a sister who was a few years older than her. , the two have had a good relationship since childhood, but my sister fell in love with the emperor at that time after the palace banquet, that is, my father."

Wen Yao was shocked. He didn't expect that what Ye Chu was going to say was actually the secret history of the royal family. That is to say, what he heard now was all things that others didn't know. For this reason, behead him.

But after a while, Wen Yao was gradually fascinated by Ye Chu's deep and emotional voice.

"My mother and concubine have always been loved by the elders in the family, but she hopes that everyone can care more about her elder sister. After learning that her elder sister likes the current emperor, she can only hold a handkerchief and secretly give up her love for the emperor."

Ye Chu talked for a long time, these old things had been buried in his heart for many years, and now he was finally able to confide them.

He will not tell others that in the prince's education, no one can see their weakness, but——

He turned his head to look at Wen Yao, who was sleeping soundly with his eyes closed. This person was someone he wanted to take care of and love all his life.

His father once told him that although the emperor is ruthless and wears a cold mask all his life, the expression under the mask can be seen by one person.

That's the one who deserves it.

When he was young, his father inspected his homework and said to him: "Ziyu, the most sorry father in this life is your mother and concubine."

He didn't understand at that time, in his opinion, the father and the concubine were already very good to the mother and concubine.

It wasn't until he met the boy that he finally understood what his father said.

The emperor's favor in the eyes of others is not enough for them.

Because loved ones deserve better.

After a night without dreams, Wen Yao was thinking about the ingredients, and after having breakfast with Ye Chu, he hurried to the imperial dining room.

Zhi Chun and Chang San were already waiting outside the imperial dining room, when they saw the little master pulling the emperor over, they immediately knelt down and saluted.

Wen Yao looked anxious, and couldn't help turning around to urge Ye Chu, but Ye Chu not only wasn't angry, but responded gently in his eyes.

Wen Yao dragged Ye Chu over quickly, saw the two kneeling on the ground, waved at them, and said carelessly: "Hey, get up, the floor is so hard, you don't mind kneeling."

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