The Regent is not dead yet

Yan Rong obviously hadn't read any pornographic adult books on weekdays, so when he was embarrassed by Zhu He, he was caught off guard.

However, according to His Highness the Crown Prince's obedient and considerate performance during this period, rejecting the regent at this time is really a matter of breaking the human establishment during this period.

Zhuhe waited for a while, but he didn't hear the little prince read a love poem to himself, so he raised his eyebrows and looked at him curiously: "You don't know a word?"

Yan Rong: "..."

I don't know whether it's from shame or embarrassment, a thin layer of red gradually dyed from His Royal Highness' ears, and gradually even the neck outside became pink, and it became more and more red under the regent's unrestrained eyes.

Zhu He was so unceremonious that he stared at the little prince from inside to outside, and then said unhurriedly: "Forget it. Presumably A Rong still doesn't know the taste of love. Speaking of which, A Rong has a roommate." girl?"

Yan Rong pursed her lips tightly, wishing to disappear immediately in torment.

every time

Every time!

When he was in such embarrassment, when he was gnashing his teeth with hatred, when he felt powerless countless times - the people in front of him were still so superior.

If he had been able to catch a little bit of human weakness in this uncle, but in the past year, the person in front of him has become more willful, unrestrained, and... more ostentatious.

The moonlight poured into the Prince Regent's Mansion from the half-opened window, and the bright white gauze was spread all the way to the person leaning on the soft chair.

It was cold at night, and the cranes waved their hands: "Kayaner, go and close the window."

The maid beside the regent left in response, just passing by Yan Rong.

It was only then that Yan Rong realized that the new maidservant beside Zhu He was about the same height as herself, but she was slender and more like a woman.

The regent on the chair didn't feel at all that it was inappropriate for him to intervene in the prince's private affairs. He raised the hand just now and took the clothes around the neckline off his shoulders, revealing a piece of jade-like skin.

For a moment.

Yan Rong suddenly wanted to tear this person away completely, to see how dark his heart was.

This impulse was formed almost without reason, and it swept through Yan Rong's mind in an instant, laying a foundation that was difficult to eradicate.

He clenched his teeth and tried his best to slow down his voice: "Uncle Huang, I don't need to... Tongfang."

"Hey, why don't you need it?"

Zhuhe changed his posture lazily, and knocked the small walnut peeled by Kayaner, "You have just reached the crown, and the emperor knows that you are shy. But men have to use it from time to time, or you will be embarrassed if you look at it." It won’t work. Wouldn’t it be embarrassing for the royal family to say it?”

Yan Rong: "..."

Zhu He threw a small walnut into his mouth: "There are just a few beauties sent by the ministers of the court and the surrounding small countries in the palace, and I will pick them for you later. Arong, this king does not expect you to count people at night." , but you can't escape..."

Yan Rong's complexion seemed to be turning red, and he couldn't bear it anymore and said: "Uncle Huang, be careful!"

"Tsk."

Zhu He frowned, "Could it be that His Royal Highness wants the Emperor to teach you the ceremony of becoming an adult? Be good, it's your first time, wait a minute, the Emperor might hurt you."

Yan Rong: "..."

Yan Rong was almost laughed out of anger, and couldn't help but reply: "Since we are coming sooner or later, let the emperor uncle come! I also want to know how the regent teaches Gu Xing this adult ritual!"

Zhu He: "..."

凎!This little bastard!

It is clear that he is bullying He He is straight and straight, and he can't be hard on him!

Zhu He was so angry that he raised his eyebrows and stared at Yan Rong, his chest heaved violently several times, and he sneered: "Okay, His Royal Highness, wait for me."

Just for a few seconds.

Yan Rong found that it seemed extremely rare that he had found a trace of the true thoughts of the regent in front of him.Judging from such agitated emotions—maybe, he really likes himself.

This is the result of several trials.

Perhaps the counselor is right, and this joy should be used even more.

Standing behind Zhuhe, Kayan helped him cover his shoulders and pulled back the clothes that slipped from his shoulders, covering his wide open chest.

He gently rubbed the back of Zhu He's neck with both hands, and said softly: "The crown prince is still young, the regent should not be angry. It's late at night, why don't you let His Royal Highness go back first, and discuss it at another day."

The regent is cruel, and there are few close servants around him. The former bodyguards were either thrown into the lake or sunk in the well.

An An'an is still like this, let alone a talkative person who dares to speak to the regent.

After all, this maid is also thinking of herself.

Yan Rong was worried that Zhu He would kill someone again, and was about to think of a way to persuade him.

But seeing that the regent in front of him had lazily averted his eyes from himself, he ordered, "Dezhuang, send the prince back to the palace."

Yan Rong: "..."

Yan Rong glanced at the maid who was following Zhuhe for the second time today, but she didn't notice any difference except that her face was a little better.

De Zhuang, who was waiting in the outer room, came in from behind the screen: "His Royal Highness, please."

Yan Rong didn't want to stay any longer, so he followed De Zhuang a few steps outside, and then seemed to suddenly remember something, stopped and turned around, showing a gentlemanly smile: "I almost forgot, the hibiscus on the hill behind the palace is in full bloom. Zheng Sheng. I came here today because I wanted to invite Uncle Huang and Gu to climb the mountain together to enjoy the scenery. I wonder if Uncle Huang is interested?"

Zhu He: "..."

The ancients really didn't have any recreational activities, except mountain climbing during the day and mountain climbing at night, anyway, they were all mountain climbing.

Still no cable car pure climbing.

Zhuhe closed his eyes in despair, recalling the last time he climbed the mountain, and because of this, he thought of Lou Cang, and said casually, "Why didn't you wear the jade plaque that this king gave you?"

Yan Rong said: "Going out in a hurry, I forgot, and I will wear it every day from now on."

Zhuhe thought that it would be best for you to give back to this king, but he couldn't say it, so he could only say in a rather blunt way: "Okay. Step back, I will think about the scenery and enjoy the scenery, and I will talk about it when I wake up."

Yan Rong said softly: "That Gu will wait for the emperor tomorrow. I wish the emperor a sweet dream."

Not only did Zhuhe not have good dreams, but he also dreamed that he had turned back into his baby body.

A weak and helpless little ball of bright yellow fluff ran forward as hard as it could with its two extremely slender claws, but unfortunately slipped under its feet for some reason, rolled a few times on the table, and rolled into a warm palm.

The little ball of fluff was wrapped in the palm of his hand inexorably.

And the owner of the palm has a low tone.

"Uncle Huang, Gu has caught you again."

Zhuhe: "?"

Zhuhe: "!"

Zhuhe was so frightened that he jumped up from the bed, checked his arms and legs in fear, and then heaved a long sigh of relief: "Dezhuang? Dezhuang! Bring me a glass of water."

The sky has gradually brightened up, but Zhuhe never gets up early in the days when there are no courts.

De Zhuang quickly came in with water and said in a low voice: "Regent, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has been waiting in the front hall for half an hour."

Zhu He immediately recalled his miserable state in the dream, and said angrily, "Let him wait until he grows old!"

Dezhuang: "..."

De Zhuang's voice was very soft: "My lord, don't you like the hibiscus on the mountain behind the palace the most? You have to go to see it every year. The end of September is the last flowering period, and it's a good time."

After drinking a glass of warm water, Zhuhe thought that he couldn't just be bullied by a nightmare, so he nodded and said, "Sure, go get Kayaner up and tie my hair, and let the prince continue to wait outside. Sit, stand and wait."

Dezhuang: "..."

De Zhuang felt that His Royal Highness was so pitiful, so he had to accept his orders silently.

The location of the Dali Palace is close to the mountains and rivers. There is a moat in front of it, and there are tall and green mountains in the back.

The space inside the golden chariot is not small, but it is only enough for two men to sit side by side, following the ruts, and occasionally rubbing the hem of each other's clothes.

As soon as Zhuhe got into the car, he closed his eyes and rested his mind, thinking about how to avenge his dream last night.

In contrast to the regent's crooked sitting posture, Yan Rong's head to toe was filled with the respect and humility of "the first son", with his knees close together and his shoulders straight.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, Zhu He fell asleep with his head tilted, and leaned against Yan Rong's shoulder, and then seemed to feel panicked again, frowning, and moved himself to the pillow next to him, half-awake, squinting his eyes .

This action completely fell into Yan Rong's peripheral vision, he paused, and asked: "The maid next to the emperor seems to have never seen it before, is it new?"

Zhuhe had just calculated how to take revenge, and finally he felt better: "Yuenu brought it back, why, is Ziyang jealous?"

Yan Rong: "..."

Before Yan Rong could shake her head.

Zhuhe said again: "Don't worry, the only one in the emperor's heart is Ziyang, and he will not find the emperor's aunt for you."

Yan Rong: "..."

The two had been together for so long, Yan Rong knew that it would be useless to argue, so he simply stopped talking and went with Zhuhe.

Although Zhuhe's reputation among the people has been as bad as it could be, the market still knows that the regent loves hibiscus very much.

It is rumored that the climate in Yandu is actually not suitable for the growth of hibiscus, so no hibiscus was planted decades ago.

It was the late emperor who specially imported a batch of hibiscus seeds from Jiangbei for the Prince Regent who was not yet old enough to be crowned, and then hired a professional gardener, so he planted a hibiscus garden for the cranes in the back mountain.

I don't know whether Yan Rong came here specially, or every year, but the hibiscus on the mountain is indeed in full bloom.

Clusters of pink and white flowers are swaying in the wind, and even the fresh green leaves have been wiped clean by the gardener, making them spotless.

Zhuhe suddenly remembered that in the wild animal park where he swindled and swindled, there was also such a large area of ​​shimmering hibiscus flowers, and he once secretly pecked at several clumps in the dark.

Time goes by, flowers last forever, and it is only him who has changed—it is time, from a beautiful, elegant, outstanding, and everyone loves a big black crane, to a bright yellow, bright yellow, and little chick crane that can only flutter.

What human suffering is this!

Let the crane be sad!

Zhu He bent down, broke the most delicate hibiscus angrily, looked around, raised his hand and put it on Yan Rong's ear standing beside him.

Yan Rong: "..."

Yan Rong naturally saw what bad things Zhuhe had done again, and said helplessly, "Uncle Emperor."

Zhu He helped Yan Rong adjust the position of the flowers with a smile: "That's right, A Rong is really the best in the world in appearance, even better than this hibiscus."

It's not a good thing to say that ordinary men win by their looks, not to mention that Prince Yan Rong is so ruthless that he serves others with his sex, which is even more ugly.

The hatred in Yan Rong's eyes was fleeting, he sighed softly, and took off the hibiscus in his ears.

Just as he was about to speak, he heard a rush of footsteps outside the Hibiscus Garden, followed by a woman's wailing, mixed with the guards' scolding.

"Trespassing on the royal garden is a capital offense, quickly detain and report to the regent!"

"Catch her quickly! Today the regent and the crown prince are visiting the garden together, if they run into each other, it will be a big trouble!"

Zhu He: "..."

The two had already walked to the gate of Hibiscus Garden, and they were no more than a door away from the voice.

Zhu He walked out the door, a woman was pinned down by more than a dozen guards, her face was scratched, she looked really pitiful.

Yan Rong came out with Zhu He: "What's going on?"

When the guards saw the person coming, their faces changed instantly, and they all knelt down and said, "The Regent, Your Highness, this woman broke into the back mountain of the Royal Palace somehow, and has been arrested by my subordinates. Please, the Regent, send me down!"

Regent:"……"

Zhuhe lowered his eyes, the clothes on the woman's body were already torn into shape, but it was vaguely seen that the clothes were not made of ordinary coarse cloth, and a large piece of skin covered with dust was exposed, and it was unclear whether it was dropped by herself or by the guards.

Her mouth was gagged and she was still struggling.

Zhu He said: "Take the cloth out of her mouth, and I will listen to what you have to say."

The guard looked pale and had no choice but to take out the ball of cloth.

As soon as the woman was free, she kowtowed to the cranes several times, until her forehead was dripping with blood, and then hissed: "Regent! The daughter of a textile shop owner in Jiangbei, now Jiangbei has been famine year after year , the plague is rampant, my parents have been living in sick beds for a long time, there is no water and no rice, and soon..."

She choked with sobs, and tears fell from her eyes into the soil, "I really can't bear to see my biological parents like this... just like this... That's why I traveled thousands of miles to dig an underground path from the adjacent mountains and rivers. Please." Regent! I beg Your Highness the Crown Prince! I beg you to open a warehouse to release food! Save the people in Jiangbei!"

Zhu He: "..."

It's really an underground path that combines wisdom and wisdom.

Although Zhuhe knew that the famine in Jiangbei was serious, he did not expect it to reach this level.

He was silent for a long time, and finally acted in a gratified way: "Since there is no water and no rice, why don't you eat meat?"

Yan Rong: "..."

woman:"……"

Guard: "..."

If it was said that the woman had come from afar, and just now there was some hope, then at this moment hope has completely turned into despair.

She gave a wry smile, stood up staggeringly, shot Zhuhe with her eyes of hatred and hatred, and said in her mouth: "Youyou heaven, youyou heaven, why don't you punish the tyrant, why don't you pity the common people in the world!"

Finished.

She quickly reached out her hand to touch it from her bosom, then pulled out a shining silver dagger, and stabbed straight at the cranes——

Zhuhe: "!"

This change happened so fast that many people present did not react for a while.

Only Yan Rong waved his arm to stop him, and struck with his palm facing upwards, the dagger in the woman's hand came out and fell far away on the ground beside her.

The opportunity was lost.

The woman collapsed to the ground and cursed at the cranes in a hoarse voice: "I curse you! I curse you that you will fall into the hands of others in the future, suffer humiliation, be bullied, and never escape! , Curse that you will be attached to others! Imprisoned for a lifetime!"

Zhu He: "..."

Such a nice girl who can't speak so much.

Hehe is good and beautiful, and can fly, so how could he be locked up?

Silly boy.

Zhuhe waved his hands: "Pull it down, lock it up. Don't come to annoy me in front of this king anymore."

The guards quickly pulled the crying woman down, and Mujinyuan became quiet again.

Zhuhe looked at the direction in which the guards left, and was rarely silent.

Yan Rong spoke first: "What is Uncle Huang thinking?"

"A lot. Thinking about the long sufferings in the world, ups and downs, birth, old age, sickness and death, how does it feel?"

Zhuhe turned his head and said frivolously, "But what I think about most is Ziyang. Is His Royal Highness moved?"

Yan Rong: "..."

Yan Rong sighed, "Moved."

After such a commotion, it was almost noon.

The sun gradually climbed up, and the scorching sun scorched the ground. After all, the layout on the mountain was not as good as that of the palace and Prince Regent's Mansion, and the cost of eating and drinking seemed to be slightly inferior.

The mountain road is built of stone steps, and the golden chariot can only be parked on the mountainside.

This part of the road down the mountain has to be walked by the honorable king regent and prince himself.

As a result, Zhuhe's abacus that he had been planning for a long time finally came into play.

The two just walked a few steps.

Zhu He snorted in a pretentious manner, and stretched out his hand to gently grab the sleeve of His Highness the Crown Prince.

Yan Rong turned her head when she heard the sound: "Uncle Emperor?"

Zhuhe smiled with his pretty face, and the tear mole under his left eye seemed to be pulsating.

But then.

He pulled Yanrong's cuff shamelessly: "During the assassination just now, this king seems to have sprained his ankle..."

Zhuhe blinked his eyes, and said expectantly: "It's too hard to go down the mountain, Arong will carry me?"