The Regent is not dead yet

Yan Rong's breathing seemed short and depressed, Zhu He was clasped tightly in his arms, raised his head to look at him with difficulty, and saw the scarlet in the depths of Yan Rong's eyes for a moment.

It's just that this time the scarlet was no longer as fleeting as the previous few times, but gradually faded, accompanied by Yan Rong's scorching breath, which caged the cranes in his arms.

It was a hot summer, although the car was cooled with ice trays, Zhu He still wore very little, only a thin layer of cotton singlet, which was quickly wiped clean by Yan Rong with ease.

The excellent Jiangnan silk slipped silently from Zhu He's clean shoulders to the ground, leaving only the panic-stricken Zhu He looking around unsteadily, trying to make the last struggle: "No... Yan Rong, you are the emperor, and you are about to go to war, and we are still on the way..."

"so what?"

Yan Rong leaned over and kissed the corner of Zhuhe's mouth, and easily pulled away Zhuhe's legs with her powerful long legs, and pressed them under him in a wide open arc, bringing out an ambiguous low Laughing, "If Uncle Huang is afraid that he won't be able to control himself from screaming too loudly, why not bite Gu?"

Zhu He: "..."

Pooh!

Zhuhe didn't want to have a pain in his buttocks in the car, but he had already felt the oppressive thing on top of Yan Rong, so even his face changed a little with fright, and he hurriedly said: "But marching is more important , you dragged me in the car to do...do this, it's...how decent!"

"Decent?"

Yan Rong lowered his eyes, rubbed Zhu He's red lips cherishingly and affectionately with his fingers, then raised his arms, pressing down Zhu He's struggling hands.

He leaned down, approached Zhu He's ears, and said slowly: "Uncle Huang, on you... Gu has long since lost the word decency."

Although he was captured by Yan Rong for several days, Zhu He, who hadn't made it to the last step, originally thought that Yan Rong would scare him like before, and would let him go later.

This time, however, it does not seem to be the case.

Zhuhe, who was belatedly aware, watched Yan Rong come up, kissed himself tenderly, and said almost sighing: "Gu Hao wants the uncle, day and night."

Zhu He: "..."

Yan Rong bit Zhuhe's Adam's apple, and his voice became even lower: "I want my uncle to be filled with loneliness, and I want my uncle to be filled with the smell of loneliness."

Zhu He: "..."

Yan Rong paused very lightly,

Immediately after, a kiss fell on Zhu He's eyes: "Is Uncle Huang a demon or a fairy? If Gu fills Uncle Huang's belly, will Uncle Huang give birth to a child for Gu?"

Zhuhe: "!"

Fuck!

Zhuhe's eyes widened for a moment, and his body, which had been softened by Yan Rong's rubbing, stiffened heavily. The next second, he grabbed the railing of the carriage desperately, trying to escape from Yan Rong's arms as if desperately trying to escape. go.

But it didn't work.

The next second, the beauty's figure, which was restrained from the inside out, stopped, her dumb lips parted silently, she bit her lip and turned her head away as if in disbelief.

Immediately afterwards, the beauty's sapphire fingers on the railing were held back by another pair of strong hands, and her slender waistline was embraced by an arm, and she was pulled back into her arms by the unparalleled man behind her without hesitation. .

The sky outside the carriage finally darkened a little bit.

Zhuhe himself didn't know how many hours he had slept, he opened his eyes in a little sleepiness, and just about to open his mouth, he felt a sharp pain in his throat.

Fortunately, a cup of clear water was passed over in time, and a gentle male voice came over at the same time: "Uncle Huang is awake, drink some water."

Zhu He was still a little sleepy, and before he could react, his body instinctively gulped down several sips of water according to his own needs.

When the throat was able to speak normally and the pain was no longer so painful, Zhu He sat up straight again and rubbed his eyes, only to realize that the direction of the glass of water just now seemed a little strange——

It's like it was handed over from behind.

Zhuhe: "?"

Zhuhe was stunned for a few seconds, and the drowsiness quickly retreated from his head. He immediately looked back and saw another face that was close at hand.

The two breathed together, and it was only then that Zhu He realized that he was actually sitting in Yan Rong's arms at this very moment.

Yan Rong sat upright, with his legs stretched flat on the carriage floor, while Zhuhe himself leaned cross-legged in Yan Rong's arms in an extremely improper manner.

It's like the posture of an adult holding a child to pee.

Not to mention that in the next second, Zhu He found that he was only wearing Yan Rong's long gown, but he was in the mood for nothing inside.

Zhu He: "..."

For a moment, Zhu He felt that he had completely lost face, and wished he could turn around and beat Yan Rong until he was knocked unconscious before feeding the wolves.

And just when he was about to turn around and take action to kill Yan Rong, he just twisted his waist and raised his legs——

Zhuhe: "!"

Yan Rong, this little bastard, is he so inhuman? He He cursed him!

The expression on Zhu He's face cracked for only a second, but in an instant, he sat back in Yan Rong's arms, as if nothing had happened.

It's a pity that Yan Rong's eyes were always on Zhu He.

Before Zhu He could turn around and sit down, Yan Rong wrapped his arms around Zhu He's waist, and said softly, "Would you like to be rubbed by the emperor alone?"

Zhuhe was furious: "No need!"

Yan Rong bent his lips and smiled, and leaned back so that Zhuhe could lean on him more comfortably: "I have brought a palace ointment for promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis. If the uncle still feels backache, I will apply the medicine for him alone." How are you?"

Zhu He: "..."

Not only because the aftertaste hadn't passed, but also because the two were too close, when Yan Rong approached, Zhu He even twitched unconsciously.

Yan Rong could naturally feel the reaction of Zhu He's body. He hugged the person backwards, let Zhu He sit in the socket of his leg, and kissed Zhu He's temples one after another: "Is the emperor still feeling it? When I just made it, Uncle Huang was so hot, he bit him so tightly."

Zhu He: "..."

Zhuhe's whole body was limp, and he couldn't muster the strength to escape from Yan Rong's arms.

He took a deep breath and said hoarsely, "Can you shut up?"

"Okay, Gudu listens to the emperor's uncle."

Yan Rong kissed the thin sweat off Zhu He's face little by little, then stretched out his hand, smoothed Zhu He's loose hair one by one, and coaxed in a low voice, "Is the emperor hungry? Gu asked Laixi to prepare some pastries .”

Zhuhe's mind was full of the palpitations when he was pushed into the depths by Yan Rong just now, he could feel the veins on the thing, and his stomach was sore from being made.

He even wondered if he was really fed too much by Yan Rong... That's why he was so tired and never hungry.

Zhu He closed his eyes slightly, shook his head, remained silent for a while, then opened his eyes as if he suddenly remembered something, grabbed Yan Rong's shoulder: "That's right! You promised me! Let Lou Cang go?"

This is indeed what Yan Rong himself said.

Zhuhe thought about it, and felt that he couldn't sacrifice in vain. After all, he was also a former brother who took advantage of him, and he could make money one by one.

The gloomy look in Yan Rong's eyes flashed, he embraced Zhu He, and nodded: "Uncle Huang is right, so I agree."

When Zhuhe heard that there was something interesting, he quickly turned his head: "Then you write it quickly, wait until I see where the empty decree is..."

If you want to find the imperial decree, you will naturally have to move your body.

Yan Rong lowered his eyes, let Zhuhe's thin body move around in his arms with a deep expression, and even the single clothes on his body faintly revealed half of his shoulders following his movements.

Zhuhe searched earnestly for a long time, but without gaining anything, just when he was about to continue searching in another place, he suddenly felt something hard behind him.

Zhu He: "..."

The lesson from the hoarse voice and the pain in the buttocks of the car in front made Zhu He stop his movements obediently.

However, Yan Rong asked in a soft voice as if nothing had happened: "Why didn't the emperor look for him?"

Zhu He: "..."

Zhuhe shook his head wittily: "Forget it, I'm so tired. You can ask Laixi to send one over."

To Zhu He's surprise, Yan Rong really didn't continue to make things difficult for him, but stretched out his hand to button Zhu He, then rang the bell inside the carriage, and ordered Lai Xi to bring an empty edict.

Laixi has always been quick to do things, and quickly brought in the imperial decree and ink pad with his head bowed, without even looking at the inside of the car during the whole process: "Your Majesty, do you want me to serve you with ink?"

Yan Rong was in a fairly good mood, waved his hands and said, "No need, you go out and wait."

Zhu He and Yan Rong were left in the car.

The bright yellow silk was spread out on the small table in the car, and a well-made stone inkstone was placed beside it, and the end of the wolf hair was dipped in water, making it extremely flexible.

Yan Rong held Zhuhe in his arms and approached the small table, and together with Zhuhe's hand, picked up the wolf hair to fetch ink, and said in a gentle voice, "How does the emperor want to write?"

Zhuhe's calligraphy was really not very good, but before he could speak, Yan Rong let go of his hand and straightened the silk for him.

Immediately afterwards, neither light nor heavy, pushed him.

Zhuhe: "!"

Zhuhe was stiffened by Yan Rong, and he forgot to put down the paper with the pen in his hand, and a drop of ink stained the silk of the imperial decree.

Yan Rong's voice became softer and softer: "Don't the emperor write?"

Zhuhe's voice changed: "Let go of me! How can I write like this?!"

"No, Uncle Emperor."

Zhuhe was only wearing a single piece of clothes that belonged to Yan Rong, but at this time Yan Rong unbuttoned the buttons on Zhuhe's body one by one, slipped his fingers in, and lightly supported Zhuhe. Crane's waist.

Then, with light force, Yan Rong pressed Zhu He tighter and tighter on her body.

The thing that was gaining momentum finally found its place under Yan Rong's malicious pull, and poked in along the place where the cranes hadn't done, and couldn't help resisting to the deepest point.

Zhu He didn't even have time to resist, but was subconsciously knocked down, grabbed Yan Rong's arm and swallowed a sound of embarrassment and breaking.

After finishing all this, Yan Rong finally sighed in satisfaction, embraced Zhuhe as if he had regained his conscience, and at the same time firmly fixed him on his body, he spoke softly again.

His voice seemed to coax a disobedient child: "Write, Uncle Huang. Don't you want to save Lou Cang? I will give you a chance."

Zhu He was a little unsteady even in his figure, and just as he had time to open his mouth to refute, he pursed his lips again because he was afraid of losing control: "No...wait..."

"Why do you have to wait, Uncle Huang."

Yan Rong breathed into Zhu He's ear, and after feeling the trembling of the person in his arms, she said softly, "Gu's patience is limited, if you wait until the emperor's uncle bites him, and the emperor has not yet written When it's over..."

The man kissed Zhuhe's frowning brows little by little as if to comfort him, showing pity, but his tone was cold, "Gu's promise...is about to expire."

The author has something to say: He He: (Pray that Yan Rong will be broken.jpg)

Yan Rong: Oh.

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