Loyalty Hou Tiansheng rebellious

Li Yan blew out the candles, and when he turned his head, Chen Hen was sitting on the couch with the quilt in his arms, patting the other half of the couch, urging him to come over quickly.

Chen Hen had no other intentions, Zuo was just afraid that he would be cold standing on the ground with bare feet.

But Li Yan's mind was tortuous.His breathing was stagnant, wishing he could press him to do something sweaty right now.

He wiped his face.No, I haven't been polite yet, it's too frivolous for him.Kuang Chen Hen still had wounds on his forehead, such a big bloody hole, it was scary to look at, and he was afraid of breaking it when he held it in his hand, how dare he touch him now?

Li Yan raised his foot, walked in front of him at a slower pace, lifted the quilt and lay down inside.

Probably because he was holding down Chen Hen's sleeve, Chen Hen stretched out his hand to push him, and turned his back to him.

Li Yan said: "Don't move around, you touched the wound."

He spoke frankly, but his actions were not frank.

As if to prevent Chen Hen from moving, Li Yan reached out and hooked his feet.

Chen Hen had been nestled under the quilt for a while, no matter how chilly he was, he was relieved.

On the other hand, Li Yan was still standing barefoot on the ground just now, his feet were very cold, and Chen Hen shrank back when he leaned over.

It was just shrinking back, and then Chen Hen sighed inaudibly, and stretched out his feet, leaning on his feet, rubbing against his feet, so as to make him warmer.

Li Yan clamped his feet: "Li Ting, tell a story."

"Um……"

Without waiting for Chen Hen to respond, he said again: "Just tell the story of the monarch and his subjects that you told before."

Chen Hen bent over slightly, buried himself in the quilt, and said sullenly: "I never told this story."

Li Yan hugged his waist and grabbed him out of the quilt: "I touched the wound."

After a long while, Chen Hen said: "This is too unfair. The person who made up this story is simply a remnant of feudalism."

At this time Li Yan was not asleep yet.His feet became warmer, but he couldn't settle down anymore, he went up Chen Hen's legs and rubbed against his calf through the cloth.Hearing his words, he raised his eyes to look, but only saw the back of his head in the darkness: "What?"

"There is only one king, but there are many ministers."

Li Yan smiled and said: "I have only slept with you, and I will only sleep with you in the future."

Chen Hen muttered softly: "In the past in Lingnan, you and Su Yuanjun slept together for half the night."

"Why do you still remember this?" Li Yan bent his knees, pushed forward, and said firmly, "No."

Chen Hen nodded firmly: "Yes."

"No." Li Yan said, "At that time, you had to tell him stories, which made him think it was something rare. I sat in the room with him for half the night, and the two big men were very awkward. He didn't move. Then he couldn't hold on anymore and wanted to go back to sleep. I let him sleep in the room—"

Li Yan hugged his hair: "I went to look for you by myself, afraid that you wouldn't take me in, and lied to you that Su Yuanjun didn't sleep well. I can't stand him, but he hasn't slept at all."

Chen Hen said in shock: "Wow, my lord, you lied to me at such a young age."

"Think about it later, who can sleep restlessly better than you. It was strange at that time, why is it not strange to be with you, but awkward to be with others?" Li Yan thought for a while, "You always feel that I am young, In fact, I was not young at all at that time, so where do you get that you are older than me?"

"I'm sorry, my lord, I always thought this way before, it seems to be very bad for you."

"You just know it's not good now." Li Yan put his hands on his waist and pinched each of them, "There are constant hints and hints. I want you to understand, but I am afraid that you will understand. I live in fear all day long. Who knows that you will start from scratch?" In the end, I only see people as younger brothers."

Chen Hen was pinched by him so that he laughed out loud, and wanted to slap his hand away with his backhand: "My lord, don't make trouble, itchy."

Li Yan rubbed his neck: "Do you know what's wrong?"

Chen Hen stretched out his hand to cover his neck, and nodded again and again: "Got it, got it."

Suddenly he was frozen, and his body froze—Li Yan squeezed a leg between his legs in the chaos, and was pushing his knee against him like a hooligan.

There was a reaction where the knee was touching, so it was strange that he didn't respond.

"My lord..." Chen Hen stretched out his hand to push him, but he didn't.

Li Yan stretched his hands around his waist into his clothes, and rubbed his palms up against his skin.Li Yan asked him: "Is the injury on the head important? Do you want me to help you?"

"...Don't bother the emperor."

"No trouble." Li Yan pressed against him tightly and whispered, "The calluses on my hands are thick again, you try?"

Getting up the next morning, Chen Hen took the opportunity of giving Li Shi an opportunity to write another letter to Uncle Zhang who was staying in the Hou Mansion.

The pigeon was always reluctant, and he urged it several times before it was willing to fly out slowly.

The current situation is complicated, and it also involves a prince's mansion, and there are soldiers under him.If forced to rush, there is no guarantee that the Xu family will not have other thoughts.

Chen Hen wanted to meet Xu Xing and find out what he said.

If possible, he would like to go to Jiangnan again.

If Xu Xie had other thoughts, the group of officials in Jiangnan would order chaos, and someone would have to restrain Jiangnan.

It's not that he doesn't trust Su Heng, it's just that Su Heng is too upright and doesn't understand the twists and turns of a literati.If you have to watch by yourself, maybe you can make them quieter.

It's just that if he's going to Jiangnan, Li Yan probably won't let him go, and besides, he doesn't have the title of Marquis of Loyalty, so it's quite troublesome to get things done.

So he can only go quietly.

Or imitate Li Yan's handwriting, steal his seal to stamp a seal, forge an imperial decree, and serve as Shang Fang's sword envoy for him.

Or just leave, and when Li Yan can no longer catch him, in order to make things easier for him, he will be given a new name so that he can stand firm in Jiangnan.

Chen Hen smiled and shook his head.After all, it is the master, he is reluctant to let him do it himself, wishing he could handle everything for him, and just teach him to sit there in a good manner.

A virtuous minister and a virtuous minister, all the sages in the family are sages who are sages, and the sages who are alone are sages who are virtuous.

After deliberating for a while, Chen Hen ran back to the tent, put his arms around the hem of his clothes, and sat down in front of Li Yan.

Li Yan asked him: "Is the article finished?"

He ran out to deliver the letter, and the excuse he made was to lecture Li Shi, so when he came back, Li Yan asked him that.

Chen Hen nodded, still staring at him with an unclear smile: "It's over."

His gaze was too hot.

Li Yan coughed twice: "What are you doing looking at me like this? What are you thinking?"

"No, no." Chen Hen waved his hand, "It's just that I have read all the books of Shi Ziye. I want to go back to the city tomorrow and find two more books for him. He is still gloomy. He's looking for two more upright books."

After buying the book, he can also take a trip to Xu's mansion, and he can also go back to Zhongyihou's mansion to communicate with Uncle Zhang.He was afraid that he couldn't explain things clearly on paper.

Chen Hen still looked at Li Yan with a smile, probably he shouldn't have just watched his posture for a whole day, calling him tentatively: "My lord?"

It's just that Li Yan wouldn't let him go so easily, and being looked at by him like this - inexplicably felt a little comfortable.

"I still have two books here, take them and tell him."

"The books that the emperor used to read were all copied by slaves, and he was reluctant to share them."

Li Yan smiled.

Fortunately, Chen Hen finally found the best way to strategically coax his master.

Your cutie makes a request to you: "My lord, can I go?"

"Go."

"Thank you, my lord."

"Tomorrow I will go with you."

Chen Hen was reluctant: "...um."

Li Yan raised his eyebrows: "What? Do you have other things to hide from me?"

"No no."

"Then why don't you look happy?"

nonsense.Chen Hen curled his lips and slandered, in the single-player dungeon, a man with hands and feet was squeezed in, would you be willing to change it for you?

"Li Ting, I just promised you, you just ignore people, even if it doesn't go your way, you ignore people again. Have you become a little lawless recently?"

"I don't dare." Chen Hen propped his head up to look at him, "But, my lord, don't you think the two of us are too clingy? How can anyone talk about feelings and stay together all day and all night?"

So can you let him go alone tomorrow?

Li Yan gave him a funny look: "I didn't say that when I was a monarch and minister, but now I think about it."

Chen Hen lay down on the table dejectedly: "I want to be the Marquis of Loyalty."

As a loyal marquis, you can go wherever you want, unlike now, where you have to ask for help.

He just wants to do a copy, is it easy for him?

"You have to wait a while longer to become the Marquis of Loyalty. It won't be too late to seal you after everything is settled."

"Eh."

In fact, Li Yan was just guarding against his little tricks.

Seeing his drooping face, Li Yan took out a letter from under a pile of folders and gave it to him: "If you are bored, here is the list of gifts for you. You can see if there is anything you want to add."

"it is good."

The folder was too long, and when he opened it, he couldn't lift it all up even if he raised his hand high.

It is full of antique treasures, ancient books from previous dynasties, and desk paperweights. Although the things are small, they are all things that literati like.

They are all traces of marking with a Chinese ink pen, smeared and revised, probably several times.

Chen Henzai read two or three pages carefully, and when he saw that there were still ten or so pages left, he didn't bother to read again: "Is the emperor going to give a gift to Prime Minister Su?"

Su Zuoxiang was a literati, and Chen Hen thought about all the people in the court, and he was the only one who could afford these things.

Li Yan replied without raising his head: "For the Marquis of Zhongyi, if you want to give it to Prime Minister Su, then give it to him."

Well, he alone missed himself.

"There are too many of these." Chen Hen said, "Besides, there will be a while before the title of Marquis of Zhongyi will be granted again."

"The last time I was on Sanqing Mountain, the imperial sister said that I can't treat you like this. I have no choice but to go back and prepare things. They are all things you mentioned before. See if there is anything you want. Add two."

Chen Hen muttered: "When did I mention these things? I mentioned the Persian beauty before, and it's good to put on a dance. I remember everything else clearly, but I don't give this to me."

Li Yan tapped the table twice with the knuckles of his index finger, and asked him coldly, "What else do you want?"

"No." Chen Hen shrank his neck, "Nonsense."

Li Yan dipped the pen in his hand into cinnabar and handed it to him.

Chen Hen didn't refuse, took the pen, and crossed out several things after deliberation.

When he was vigorously drawing with the pen, Li Yan approached him, blew at the wound on his forehead, and suddenly said: "Is this considered my appointment?"

With a flick of the pen, he drew a butterfly on the paper.

Chen Hen could have answered solemnly, "The world is uncertain, and there is nothing to do with one's family", and even more rascally, he could have said, "This is not enough at all", but he suddenly became speechless, probably Something choked his throat.

"My lord, you... are not allowed to speak."