The Regent is not dead yet

It wasn't until the moonlight was at the end that a man's voice sounded particularly satisfying from inside the carriage: "Lai Xi, go fetch some hot water."

Marching outside is not as convenient as being in the palace.

It's just that the palace servants who accompanied Yan Rong these days couldn't understand the new emperor's temperament, so naturally no one dared to say no.

Besides, apart from the royal palace guards, no one could get close to the luxurious carriage, so naturally they couldn't see how the carriage swayed all afternoon.

The place to camp is not bad, not far away is a clear stream.

Laixi followed the guards to present the bucket of water, and personally supervised the heating of the clear water. He was about to take the two guards carrying the buckets to the carriage, when the guards beside him lowered their voices and asked: " Laixi Eunuch, can you tell the little one about who else is in the car besides the emperor...it's been all afternoon..."

When he came to Xideng, his complexion changed, and he scolded in a low voice: "Do you want my life?! This is what you can ask?!"

The guards who have been in the palace for a long time certainly understand what to listen to and what not to do, but the new emperor Yan Rongnai is famous for keeping himself clean and never getting involved in big things because of personal affairs, but this time he not only brought someone with him on the road, but also endured Can't live...

The 30 army behind the carriage did not know, but as a personal guard, although the person in the carriage whose voice was different from that of Yan Rong seemed to be biting his lip to suppress himself, as long as he listened carefully, he could not help but groan. His low panting is still clearly discernible.

Especially in one of them, the beauty probably couldn't bear it any longer, she struggled to reach out, and accidentally opened the window of Wujin's carriage while groping, so her green and jade-like fingers were exposed outside the window, helpless and powerless He gripped the window frame tightly.

But in just a second, another strong and callused hand chased after him, and he grabbed those slender hands without any resistance and brought them back into the carriage.

The window of the car was closed again, as if to seal all the struggles of the beauty with low tears.

The guard wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said cautiously to Laixi: "You misunderstood, how dare you speculate on the holy will... It's not because I lost my head because I saw something I shouldn't have seen after getting in the car, so I wanted to ask you in advance." Ask you."

The two guards who carried the water were very young and seemed to have just entered the palace.

Laixi glanced at the two of them for a while, was silent for a while, sighed after a while, and said softly to the two of them: "After entering, keep your head down and keep your eyes from wandering, especially don't look in the direction of Your Majesty.

Seeing that the two little guards nodded immediately, it should be yes, Laixi asked one more question

"If you accidentally hear and see something, if you still want to live, don't take another look, and don't show a surprised expression, understand?"

The little guards hurriedly said: "I know, I know! Thank you, Eunuch, for your guidance!"

Laixi then turned around, stepped forward and knocked on the door of the carriage: "Your Majesty, the hot water is here."

The refurbished car door is also much more refined than before. The door knocker is engraved with gold and jade carvings, but a crane that is about to fly seems to be tightly bound in the door knocker, and there is no way to escape.

The people in the car didn't know what they were doing, and after being quiet for a while, a lazy voice came: "Come in."

Laixi pushed open the door and walked in.

The space in the car should be large enough, but I don't know how many times the two of them have done it, even if the windows have been opened, there is still an extremely strong fishy/liquid smell lingering.

Laixi only looked at it from the corner of his eye, and saw that Zhuhe, who was able to sit firmly in Yan Rong's arms when he came in last time, was only lightly covered with a shirt, barely covering the marks on his body.

He seemed to be completely unable to sit still, he was half leaning in Yan Rong's arms, and was firmly trapped by Yan Rong's arms, his face was stained with an abnormal blush.

And those lips are more like swollen, extremely gorgeous.

The Langhao pen that was originally placed on the inkstone had already rolled down from the small table to the ground, rolling around for a long time with ink marks, and now it landed at Laixi's feet.

In front of Yan Rong, a piece of imperial decree had already been written on the silk.

It's just that the handwriting is so distorted that when you look down line by line, you can even see traces flying out from time to time—it's like the writer can't control himself, so he writes a piece of incomparably precious silk. Silk is written like this.

What's more, Laixi is very familiar with Yan Rong's handwriting, but the words on this imperial decree are by no means written by Yan Rong.

But at the end of the imperial decree, it was stamped with Yan Rong's seal.

Compared with the extremely embarrassing handwriting, the emperor's jade seal was printed extremely neatly and neatly.

And the strangest thing was that it was obviously a piece of dry silk, but now for some reason, there were dots of water stains on it, it looked as if something had happened...splashed on it.

Laixi opened his mouth, but he didn't dare to say anything. He quickly asked the two guards to put down the bathtub, then hesitated for a few seconds, and softly probed: "Your Majesty, then this imperial decree..."

"Holy decree?"

Yan Rong seemed to be in a very good mood, even his voice was filled with a satisfied smile.

He bowed his head and kissed the person in his arms who had been so stuffed that he didn't even want to move, and said in a gentle voice, "Uncle Huang, look, Lai Xiwen Gu Lai asked for the imperial edict. It's just that the imperial uncle made the imperial edict so messed up." It's wet, it's full of uncle's water, what should I do?"

The author has something to say: He He: Fuck! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

Yan Rong: Hiccup.

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Although today's author's fungus is a bit short, the author's fungus still imagines that he can get everyone's praise!

I'm on duty tonight, so I wrote something while eating, good night!

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