The Regent is not dead yet

Zhu He: "..."

Is he dirty, or is this little bastard really doing pornography?

Zhu He was at a loss for a while, frowned, and asked, "Two years ago? What night?"

For just a split second, he seemed to see Yan Rong's expression suddenly sinking a bit, and then disappearing very quickly, so fast that Zhu He felt as if he had an illusion.

"The emperor really doesn't remember."

Yan Rong curled his lips lightly, breathing hot breath into Zhu He's ears, "But Gu always remembers."

Zhu He: "..."

Zhu He glanced at Yan Rong suspiciously: "Remember what?"

"I remember... the way Uncle Huang begged for Gu when he was excited, the way he wanted Gao Chao but couldn't get it, trembling in Gu's arms, and the way he fell asleep peacefully in Gu's arms after being fed by Gu. look."

Yan Rong's lips seemed to inadvertently peck at the tip of Zhu He's ear again, "Uncle Huang, in the past two years, Gu has often thought of this."

Zhuhe: "?"

The words were all said by Yan Rong, if Zhuhe didn't understand, he would be too dull.

Although Zhu He still remembered that he didn't feel pain in his buttocks after waking up that night two years ago, at most he just had a sore waist, and according to the scriptures, he shouldn't have been messed up by this little bastard...

But when he suddenly realized that the person who went to bed with him two years ago was not the gourd brother Lou Cang he had chosen, Zhu He couldn't help but couldn't accept this fact for a while.

He was stunned for a moment, and stared at Yan Rong with his beautiful eyes for a long while: "That night two years ago, I don't remember you coming."

"Uncle Huang is so drunk that his body is weak, of course he doesn't remember being alone."

Yan Rong left Zhuhe's ear, straightened up, looked at him without any obstruction, and said, "If the emperor doesn't believe it, why not ask your good maid...Kayaner?"

Zhu He: "..."

Zhu He squinted his eyes: "You even know Kayan Er?"

"Of course Gu knows."

Yan Rong smiled lightly.

He lowered his eyelids, speaking slowly with a kind of nervous tenderness, and said word by word, "If he hadn't stopped you, Uncle Huang, you would have been completely lonely two years ago."

Zhu He: "..."

Any bird on the verge of becoming a celestial being would not be too pleased to hear such a brat's outrage.

Although Zhuhe has never been too fussy with ordinary people, but Yan Rong said a few words, his face finally turned pale.

Not very good-looking: "Shen Yan, where have you learned the rules of His Royal Highness?"

"I'm sorry, Uncle Emperor, but after staying in Southern Border for two years, it's inevitable that I've caught up with the rude atmosphere there."

Yan Rong smiled at Zhu He, "I just thought that Kayan'er should have told you what he saw two years ago because of his loyalty to the emperor. Why, didn't he say anything?"

Zhu He: "..."

This is really not.

But Zhuhe spends more time with Kayaner than with the little prince... oh, maybe he can’t be called the little prince now, and Kayaner is his only close maid, that kind of Zhu He has always liked the handsome and beautiful woman.

Therefore, before Yan Rong's instigation succeeded, Zhu He quickly found an excuse for the beautiful young lady beside him.

"What are you talking about? Kayan'er is a weak woman who has not left the court, and she was brought back by the king after traveling thousands of miles from the moon slave."

Zhu He frowned, and looked at Yan Rong, "If what you said is true, it would be hurting for her to see the scene between you and me, so how can you force her to tell this king."

The gloom between Yan Rong's brows sinks into his eyes.

In a corner that no one can see, his hands under the green shirt are tightly clenched and turned pale, but his heart seems to be sinking into the abyss endlessly.

Lou Cang, Kayaner, Wu Yu...

Why are there always so many people who want to fight with him?

And why are these people ranked ahead of him in the eyes of his uncle?

The coolness of Yandu's early spring poured into Yan Rong's lungs with his breath, so cold that he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, but he was more determined and clear-headed than ever before.

He looked at the man in front of him.

I haven't seen him for two years, but his uncle Huang seems to be a little more beautiful than he was two years ago.

Although it seems inappropriate to describe a man as beautiful, it may be because of his poor health. The man's figure is a bit thinner than that of two years ago, and his slender waist is hidden under layers of official robes, so light that it seems that he is not full. a grip.

And his eyes.

Only at the moment of extreme intoxication and joy, will only myself be left in those eyes.

Clear jealousy and lingering gloom poured into Yan Rong's internal organs inch by inch,

He raised his eyebrows slightly, but a harmless and gentle smile appeared on his lips: "Uncle Huang is right."

He paused, then spoke again, "How can Uncle Huang be sure...she is really just a girl?"

Zhuhe: "?"

Zhu He was dumbfounded by Yan Rong's question: "What?!"

"

Gu gave him a chance two years ago, but now it seems that he himself has never cherished Gu's gift. "

Yan Rong seemed to be unable to restrain himself anymore, stretched out his hand, and in front of all the court officials, restrained and slowly pinned a strand of hair on the sideburns that was hanging from Zhu He's ear behind his ear.

"Uncle Emperor, it was uploaded in the history books... Decades ago, there was an ancient country in the desert called Loulan. This ancient country was once lush with water and grass, and people yearned for it. It just disappeared overnight, and there is still no clear reason."

He looked at Zhuhe without turning his eyes, and said softly, "The successor of Lord Loulan must be male, and they have a unified name, Kayan'er."

Zhu He: "..."

Zhu He was numb: "What did you say?"

Yan Rong's hand that had just touched Zhu He's hair slowly moved away from his temples, seemingly unintentionally slid across the ear tips of the person in front of him, and then gently stroked along the delicate lines of his cheeks.

His gaze stayed on the tear mole under Zhuhe's left eye for a long time before he said: "If the emperor doesn't believe it, you might as well go back and ask yourself."

Yan Rong's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and his eyes were dark, as if he wished he could tear apart the person in front of him, "If the uncle has any other questions, I wish to wait in the palace at any time."

Zhu He: "..."

Suddenly, the beautiful big beauty sister became an ancient prince disguised as a man.

Not to mention anything else, just a woman disguised as a man... Just thinking about it, Zhu He immediately thought of his own shadow of Tori.

He was so alert that even Yan Rong didn't even bother to pay any more attention. He frowned and knocked on the golden bell on the golden chariot: "Dezhuang, go back to the Prince Regent's Mansion first!"

Dezhuang was waiting in front of the chariot, and immediately responded when he heard the words.

The golden chariot held by 16 people was lifted high again, and Zhuhe sat in it with his eyebrows frowned, his face darkened, as if someone owed him 8000 million gold.

From getting up to leaving, he never gave Yan Rong any attention.

He also never noticed that the boy who had turned into a young man was staring at him without moving, until the chariot disappeared at the end of the palace gate long street, and then he withdrew his gaze unwillingly like a beast.

Laixi still followed Yan Rong, but she no longer dared to talk to him as casually as she did two years ago.

He cautiously waited for the regent's carriage to go far away, and then approached Yan Rong very lightly, and said respectfully in a soft voice: "Your Highness, the official from the Ministry of Rites just asked, do you have any other requirements for tonight's dust-cleaning banquet? "

"Require……?"

Yan Rong's eyes were dimly fixed on the front of the palace gate.

A group of courtiers swept around, and the gloom in their eyes disappeared in an instant.

He personally helped the minister who was closest to him up, "What are you talking about, I just returned to the palace today, and I should have fun with everyone, why ask for it?"

He turned around and said with a loud smile, "Gu Huan brought you a small gift from southern Xinjiang. I hope you don't dislike him. In the future, please guide Gu in everything."

Ever since Zhu He's health got worse, the servants of the Prince Regent's House became more and more worried day by day.

We must know that since ancient times, when a king becomes a king or loses a bandit, everyone can see how bad the regent is. He is extravagant and licentious, and everyone can see how he bullies and insults the little prince who is supposed to be a legitimate successor.

Now the little prince has returned from southern Xinjiang with great honor, but the health of the regent is getting worse day by day.

The entire Prince Regent's Mansion was like the setting sun on the west mountain, and even the faces of the servants were filled with lingering sorrow.

When the moonlight hangs on the branches, the bitter smell of Chinese medicine bubbling in the pharmacy has already drifted away.

The maids who were in charge of decocting the medicine were serving the precious medicinal materials and simmering a small fire, while getting together and lowering their selfish desires.

"The imperial doctor also said that he can survive until winter. With this appearance, I don't know if the regent can survive Lixia..."

"I saw him go to the garden to enjoy the scenery the day before yesterday. He was still in good spirits, but his face was very pale. It's March and he was still wearing fox fur. He felt thinner again."

"Hey... the regent hasn't committed any crimes in the past two years, although it's still quite troublesome. But if he falls, I don't know if your highness will let us go?"

"Could it be that you want to run away? But our body deed is still in the palace, oh, what a crime."

"Stop talking, in case the regent finds out... Sister Kayaner, have you come to get the medicine?!"

Kayan'er came in from the kitchen in a light-colored long dress, and said with a smile, "The regent came back late today, so I troubled everyone to fry another dish. Thank you for your hard work."

"It's not hard, it's not hard!"

The little girls gathered together, their expressions were a little timid, and they finally couldn't hold back and asked, "Just now... did Sister Kayan'er hear what we were talking about?"

of course.

The murderous intent flashed across Kayan'er's eyes, and he shook his head with a smile, pretending to be curious, "No, how can I hear you clearly when the door is closed. What did you say?"

"nothing!"

The little girls shook their heads in unison, and swiftly filtered the pitch-black concoction out of the tank, and packed it in a wooden bucket lunch box that was insulated, "Sister, send it to the regent."

Kayan'er routinely tried the poison, and his eyes looked like

Seemingly inadvertently glanced at the rough envoys and maids, picked up the lunch box, turned and left.

The cranes who sat in the study and looked at the painting of the turtle could smell the medicinal soup from a long distance away.

Speaking of which, drinking medicine is definitely one of the important reasons for urging Hehe to escape quickly.

I don't know what kind of stuff humans drink, but that stuff can be eaten?

Zhuhe recalled the bitter taste of the medicinal soup, and immediately shook his hand, and the turtle was drawn as a big bastard.

Zhu He: "..."

Not long after, Kayan'er opened the door and walked in, and the steaming Chinese medicine was placed in front of Zhu He.

Zhuhe is working on changing Da Wangba into a picture of eight trigrams, but the picture becomes more and more different.

Seeing Kayan'er coming in, he put down his pen, took a breath, and waved his hand in distaste: "Take this crap away from me, I won't drink it."

Day by day, Kayan'er has long been used to Zhuhe's rejection of medicine.

He turned around and brought over a plate of preserved fruit, went to get some snacks, walked to the table again, and persuaded him a little patiently: "My lord, today's medicine is not much, so eat the preserved fruit after drinking, okay?"

Zhu He: "..."

Although Zhu He didn't care much about his human body, he wanted to avoid his premature death before reaching Tanshan.Therefore, when necessary, Zhu He would still drink a few symbolic meals to come to the dog.

But now he can go to Tanshan tomorrow, and Hehe will soon return to freedom.

Look at the medicine in front of me again... What's more, the most important thing right now is not this medicine.

Zhuhe pushed the messy painted Dawangba forward, looked at Kayaner carefully for a while, and said, "This king has something to ask you."

The wind gradually picked up at night.

Kayan Er went to the side to get the big cloak, put it on carefully for the cranes, and smiled lightly: "What does the prince want to ask, I will answer you after taking the medicine."

If it were the past, Zhuhe would definitely follow Kayaner's words.

But today is different from the past, and Yan Rong deliberately mentioned all the doubts about his relationship with Kayaner in the past... All of them came to mind carefully on the way back to the Regent's Palace in Zhu He's golden chariot.

Kayan'er's tall figure doesn't look like a woman, the reason why he has great autonomy by the side of Princess Yuenu, and...

Alas, the more men who love to disguise themselves as women, the more they will deceive people.

Hehe recalled the past, sighed faintly, and looked at Kayaner in front of him with some despondency, the more he looked, the more he felt that he didn't know people clearly.

In the past three years of getting along, Kayan has never seen such a cold look in Zhuhe's eyes

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He froze for a moment, then walked into Zhuhe's side, coaxing in a low voice habitually: "What's the matter, what's wrong with the prince?"

Zhuhe shook his head, and finally said, "What should I call you, Loulan's...prince?"

Kayan was taken aback.

His pupils shrank extremely quickly, and he didn't answer immediately.

The air in the study seemed to gradually solidify in an invisible manner, pressing heavily on the heads of the two people in the room, making the atmosphere even more silent.

Seeing Kayan'er's reaction, Zhu He had already made up his mind.

He didn't urge him, but just silently looked at the big bastard painted in front of him, and thought again - men disguised as women are indeed big pigs.

After an unknown amount of time, a crow's night cry outside the window broke the silence in the room.

Kayan seemed to come back to his senses suddenly.

He subconsciously glanced at Zhu He, but he didn't turn his eyes away.

In the end, he smiled slightly: "Prince Regent, to be precise... Loulan has no prince. I am the last holy son of Loulan."

Zhu He: "...Holy Son?"

Kayaner looked at the cranes and said, "The reason why Loulan was able to build in the yellow sand was because of the guidance of God. And the Holy Son is the one who can hear the voice of God."

Zhuhe let out a sincere oh, and said very honestly: "Then why are you still destroying the country?"

Kayan: "..."

There was a kind of helpless pampering in Kayan'er's eyes.

He shook his head lightly: "It is said... because of the greed of the people of Loulan, the gods abandoned this country."

Zhu He: "..."

Kayan paused: "But I don't believe in God."

Zhuhe was a little surprised: "Oh?"

"Because since the day I became the Holy Son, I have never heard of the so-called... God's will."

In Kayan'er's voice, there is a kind of tenderness that can only be found between lovers.

He looked at Zhu He and said slowly, "So, I have always wanted to lead the surviving refugees in Loulan to establish a godless kingdom."

Zhu He: "..."

As a bird who almost became a god and was kicked by the gods... He He said that he didn't seem to be offended.

Even subtle feeling a little cool.

Zhuhe covered his head and thought for a while, then decided to skip this topic first.

He patted the desk, attracting Kayan'er's attention again: "Then why didn't you tell me about Yan Rong's surprise attack at night two years ago?"

Kayan Er didn't keep up with Zhu He's thinking changes that spanned such a large span for a while, and he was stunned for a few seconds before he smiled softly: "

The lord means... the time he drugged you? "

Zhu He was furious: "Yes! Why did you hide it from me?"

"Because you forgot."

Kayan didn't seem to show any guilt or regret on his face.

He looked at Zhuhe, and his clear and clear voice pierced through the originally quiet air, "It's also because, according to your personality, since you think General Lou is with you, you will definitely continue to look for him."

He paused for a moment, and said calmly, "Once this happens, General Lou will know that you have already had a relationship with someone. He is stupid, loyal and stubborn, and he will never try to get involved in your sex again, let alone talk about it." Ming... You see, didn't he invite the frontier himself?"

Zhu He: "..."

After knowing each other for a long time, Zhuhe's eyes widened as if seeing Kayan for the first time.

He was startled for a long time before he said in disbelief: "Are you sick? Does this have anything to do with you?"

"Yes, I have."

Kayan stared at Zhuhe without blinking.

After a long time, he smiled slightly, "Because I want to get you, Prince Regent, is this difficult to understand?"

The author has something to say: Kayan: I want to build a godless kingdom!

Hehe: Yes, good idea.Hehe supports.

Yan Rong: I feel offended.

Lou Cang: I'm the one who was offended, right?

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