Loyalty Hou Tiansheng rebellious

Chen Hen hid the two silk books under the quilt, turned his head, and Li Shi was looking at him intently.

Chen Hen stared at him and asked him: "What's wrong?"

Li Shi lowered his eyes and said softly: "I want to be with you..."

Before he finished speaking, Chen Hen pinched his nose with two fingers, and said seriously: "No."

"I won't hold back, I just follow you..."

"That's not OK."

"But you alone..."

"I'm not three years old..." Chen Hen's complexion changed, and he lowered his head to pick up the book, "I'll tell you two more articles while there's still some time left."

Li Shihao replied depressedly: "Okay."

Seeing his sullen look, Chen Hen smiled and coaxed him: "We still need to learn the way of governing the country. When the time comes to fight, it's all up to Chang'an to dispatch the rear."

Li Shi retorted: "Chang'an is too far away."

"Really?" Chen Hen was still smiling, "If you learn something, it will always come in handy."

After speaking two more articles, Chen Hen threw the scroll away, saying that he was squinting for a while, but fell asleep leaning on the pillow.

Li Shi got up and pushed the window sash open so that the wind could blow in.

In a blink of an eye, I saw Chen Maomao nestled behind the door, also curled up and sleeping.Li Shi picked it up, wiped its paws with his sleeve, and stuffed it into Chen Hen's arms.

Li Shi sat on the side of the couch with the scroll in his hand and watched over him.

Chen Maomao was restless, so he hugged Chen Hen's arms all over the place, and was about to wake Chen Hen up.Li Shi raised his hand, grabbed the back of the cat's neck, dragged it back, and patted it lightly twice before telling it to calm down.

This time, Chen Hen slept soundly. In the evening, Chen Maomao lay beside him and licked his paws, and Li Shi also packed up his things and was about to leave. He slept soundly while hugging the blanket.

Li Shi was not sure whether to call him to get up, hesitated for a while, but finally got up and left with the book in his arms, without calling him.

When he came out, he met Li Yan in front of the Yangju Hall.

The young emperor came back from the outside, the court clothes he wore during the day had not been changed, and the toga had thick sleeves.Because of the hot weather, he took off the crown, and there was no crown in front of him, so his eyes fell on Li Shi.

Chen Hen had told Li Shi earlier not to lose his temper with Li Yan, it would be impossible to please him.

So Li Shi paused, only bowed to Li Yan, and said hello again.

Li Yan asked: "What did he tell you today?"

Li Shi answered them one by one, still with a low-browed and meek look.

"He also taught you this?" Li Shi was puzzled, so Li Yan asked again, "Don't fight against me, he also taught you?"

Li Shi couldn't answer this question, so he just lowered his head even more.

Li Yan smiled: "You really listened to what he said."

After a while, Li Yan asked him again: "Has he told you a story?"

Li Shi was taken aback, but after realizing it, he quickly shook his head.

As soon as Li Yan saw his movements, he curled his lips into a smile. He seemed to be in a good mood, flicked his sleeves and went to the palace.

Li Shi turned around, bowed to see him respectfully, raised his eyes, only saw Li Yan's clothes.

He was suddenly annoyed, he should have called Chen Hen up when he came out, but Chen Hen was still asleep at this moment.

When Chen Hen woke up, most of the sky was dark, and there were no candles lit in the hall, only the moonlight came in through the wide open window.

With long hands and long legs, he hugged the quilt like an octopus and calmed down for a while.

The cat didn't sleep at night, Chen Maomao didn't know where he went, and Li Shi should have gone back long ago, probably because the servants saw him asleep and dared not come in to light the lamp.

He buried his face in the quilt and yawned, thinking in a daze, he might as well just sleep like this, let's talk about the shackles and silk books tomorrow.

Chen Hen turned over and didn't know who he bumped into.

The man rubbed his head, touched his ears along the way, finally picked his chin, and pinched his neck lightly.

How many times have I touched him, even if Chen Hen is confused, he still knows whose hand it is.

Li Yan.

Chen Hen backed away calmly, watching him under the quilt.

Li Yan changed his clothes into loose casual clothes, and sat on the ground beside the couch with his legs crossed.

Chen Hen sniffed, and asked him suddenly: "Drinking again?"

When he spoke suddenly, Li Yan was also taken aback. Hearing his tone was not unpleasant, he also nodded and answered his words: "Yeah." He moved the wine jar on the ground to the side: "Smoke you gone?"

He only heard the wine jars on the ground collide and rang for a while, Chen Hen asked, "Drink too much?"

"A little bit." Li Yan lowered his head and wiped his face, "I'll go and light the candles, do you want something to eat?"

With one hand on the edge of the couch, Li Yan got up, but he still didn't stand still, and took two steps forward with dragging steps, but he almost tripped over the wine jars all over the floor.

Chen Hen sat up, opened his mouth, but didn't speak.

There was a jingle again, until there was no more movement, Chen Hen said: "The emperor, don't go, just come and lie down for a while."

He moved inside to make room for Li Yan.

In fact, he didn't drink much, but the wine jars bumped into each other, which sounded louder, and Li Yan's drinking capacity was not so bad.

Li Yan wiped his face again, turned around and lay down on the couch.

Chen Hen tried his forehead with the back of his hand, and it was indeed a little hot: "Should you ask Eunuch Gao to serve you?"

"Don't shout." Li Yan took his hand and asked Chen Hen to poke both sides of his face with the back of his hand, smiling and playing a rascal, "I want you to serve me."

Chen Hen pursed his lips and didn't speak, but got off the couch dragging the chain.Illuminated by the moonlight, I saw that there was still clear water in the copper basin on the wooden shelf, rolled up my sleeves, and floated a clean towel in it.

The iron chain hanging on his feet was lying in front of Li Yan. The iron chain was very cold. Li Yan held it and followed the chain to hold his ankle, but Chen Hen avoided it.

There was a sound of water for a while, and a cool handkerchief was stuck to Li Yan's forehead.

While wiping his face, Chen Hen said, "I wake up late in the morning, this is my face wash."

Just wash your face with water.

Chen Hen handed him another cup of cold tea: "This is the leftover tea I drank at noon, the emperor can make do with it."

Residual tea is remnant tea.

Li Yan smiled, Chen Hen withdrew his hand, and threw the towel back into the water, causing a splash of water.

"Is your lord better?"

Li Yan took his hand, moved closer, and taught him to touch his face.

He was just like this, throwing childish tantrums from time to time, thinking that he was drunk, Chen Hen would just let him go, and traced his eyebrows and the corners of his eyes with his fingertips.

After a long while, Li Yan pursed his lips and asked in a low voice, "You hid those two silk books under the mattress, didn't you?"

Chen Hen was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed back angrily.

It is really someone who has been together for more than ten years. He knew the silk book that Li Shi brought him at noon at night.Not only did he know that there was a silk scroll, but he even knew where he hid it.

Li Yan raised his hand, caressed his face, rubbed it twice, and said: "Did you get it yourself, or did I get it?"

Chen Hen lowered his eyes and thought for a while: "I'll give it to the emperor myself."

He climbed onto the couch and took out two silk books from the corner.

"This letter was written to me by Prime Minister Su. He doesn't know what's going on, so please don't blame him." Chen Hen handed him a volume, but firmly grabbed the other volume, which was a little old, in the silk book. hand.

Li Yan raised his eyebrows, and asked playfully: "The other is your forged edict?"

"No, this one—" Chen Hen handed him another silk letter, "It's the first year of Yongjia, the emperor's silk letter that granted him the title of Marquis of Zhongyi."

Li Yan was also startled, and then took the silk book over.

"I should have thought about it earlier." Chen Hen paused, and said each word lightly, "I am not the loyal Marquis of the past, and the emperor is not the emperor of the past."

"Still."

Li Yan patted his hand reassuringly, and just about to sit up, Chen Hen pressed him on the couch: "My lord."

The literati's hands are thinner and softer, and they are cool, covering his forehead.Sliding down, close to the neck, along the loose skirt of his uniform, down over the chest, and twirled around his waist.

"Why?" Li Yan smiled, and lay on the couch frankly, following his nonsensical groping, "Now you know how to subdue?"

To persuade him to be soft, in fact Li Yan will never believe that Chen Hen will give in and bow his head one day.

His hands only circled around his waist, turning around, and untied Li Yan's belt.

"Okay, don't look for it anymore." Li Yan pressed his hand, "The key to unshackle is not on the belt."

As soon as the shackles sounded, Chen Hen turned around, sat on Li Yan's waist, grabbed his skirt with both hands, and leaned over to look at him.

"What's the matter?" Li Yan raised his upper body slightly, pointing the tip of his nose to his, "Why did it suddenly happen? What do you want?"

Chen Hen lowered his head and pecked his lips.

I was flattered for a while.

Not knowing what he meant, whether it was true or false, whether it was true or not, Li Yan withdrew from the enchanting thoughts and said softly: "Li Ting, is it a bribe? It's useless..."

Chen Hen pressed his lips to him, regardless of the smell of alcohol making him cough, he dragged Li Yan to kiss him regardless, one hand fumbled into his skirt, and the other hand was like a snake. He moves on his back.

Li Yan was also taken aback by him, why did he suddenly act like a beauty who is a disaster for the country?

He almost doubted that Chen Hen had said before that the way of heaven wanted him to do this, otherwise how could Chen Hen do this?

Later Li Yan couldn't think of anything else.Chen Hen kissed very badly, rampant and disorderly, as if venting his anger.Li Yan led him to take him, and the two of them felt more comfortable and had fun.

It's just that the fun doesn't last long.

Instead, a cold blade was stuck to Li Yan's neck.

Taking advantage of Li Yan's confusion, Chen Hen took out the dagger from under the pillow with his hand on his back, and put it on his neck.

Okay.

Li Yan laughed at himself, and said, he is obviously a tough person, how could he suddenly bend over to please him, that's why.

Chen Hen was very accurate with him.

The knife was on the neck, even if the difference in strength was greater, Li Yan did not dare to act rashly.He didn't doubt that if Chen Hen became powerful, he wouldn't feel any pain when he stabbed himself. What's more, Li Yan was just an unfavorable person in front of Chen Hen.

Chen Hen stepped back and wiped his lips.Just now Li Yan bit his lower lip, and when he wiped it, there was just a bloodstain.

Chen Hen stuck out his tongue, licked the wound, and whispered: "Give me the silk book."

Li Yan handed him the two silk scripts that he just got.

Chen Hen put the silk book in his arms, and said: "The key."

"You don't have the key with you, you touched it just now."

Chen Hen didn't seem to hear it at all, and said coldly: "The key."

After so many years, Li Yan knew him, and he also knew Li Yan.Li Yan would not put the key elsewhere, he would carry it with him.Chen Hen couldn't say why, but he just knew.

Li Yan paused, touched the sleeve of his left hand, and handed him the key: "Li Ting, even if you loosen the shackles, you won't be able to get out."

Chen Hen took the key, held the dagger in one hand, and untied the shackles on his feet with the other, keeping his vigilant eyes on Li Yan for a moment.

The moment the shackles were undone, Li Yan straightened up and grabbed the knife with his hands, only to hear another soft click of the silver buckle.