[Comprehensive Qiong Yao] The collision of scum and scum

The third elder brother Yongzhang, who was disliked when he was young, was sick all day long, and the perfunctory imperial physician reported that when the third elder brother was dying, Emperor Qianlong generously bestowed a Baylor position, but this did not make Rong promoted to the third Baylor position. Yongzhang had a good time.

Finally, on a night that is said to be full of wind and rain, Aixinjue Luo Yongzhang ended his short life. At the age of prosperity, he fell away in the age when he should have bloomed like a lotus. Evaluation, even said to be cowardly and incompetent.It's just that these have nothing to do with Yongzhang.

The dilapidated and dilapidated body opened its eyes again, and the soul was no longer Aixinjue Luo Yongzhang, but Yao Hua, a dancer from the 21st century.Yao Hua, who has a superb hypnotic ability, hypnotized himself and everyone. Everyone thought that Yongzhang, who had recovered from a serious illness near death, had become better and healthy.

It's just that even if you don't want to admit it, the facts will not change.That body cannot perfectly carry the soul from another world, not to mention that this soul also has hypnotic ability that harms others and does not benefit oneself.In the darkness that no one noticed, Aixinjue Luo Yongzhang's body was actually collapsing all the time.

This then led to the fragility and instability of Yao Hua's soul.

This is the obvious reason for this disaster.

"I am Aixinjueluo Hongli, your Empress." Qianlong sat on the side of the bed, pretending not to notice the young man subconsciously moving back.

With his elbows on his knees and his face in his hands, the young man who called himself Yao Hua tilted his head and looked at Qianlong. His expression was a little innocent and harmless, completely different from the flirtatious and seductive gestures he had made before.

It was the first time Qianlong saw this kind of Yongzhang, this kind of Yao Hua, a corner of his heart kept clamoring, a stream of heat kept flowing, and the expression on his face became more gentle, more touching because of sincerity.

The love and tenderness from the heart were clearly conveyed to the youth.He was already a sensitive person, and after feeling such warmth, the guard in his eyes weakened a lot.

"I'm sorry, your son, Aixinjue Luo Yongzhang, is gone. My name is Yao Hua. I'm not your son. I'm sorry." The young man lowered his eyes to hide the envy in his eyes, "If Yongzhang knows that you I love him so much, he must be reluctant to leave."

The voice was clean and the tone was apologetic with sincerity, but Qianlong was embarrassed when he heard it. These words just hit his heart.

If Yao Hua's soul hadn't entered Yongzhang's body, Yongzhang would have been "an incompetent elder brother rejected by Qianlong" until his death.

Perhaps Qianlong never cared about these things before, at most he thought, "Another son is missing" when he heard the news of Yongzhang's death.

And from the "First Encounter", Yao Hua kept making Qianlong realize from the bottom of his heart how badly he treated Yongzhang.

It's just that Qianlong also discovered that there is something wrong with the young man's memory?He remembered that this was Yongzhang's body, but he didn't remember that Yongzhang was rejected by the emperor, and he didn't even remember who Qianlong was. Occasionally his expression and tone were a little childish, but most of the time he was easy-going and gentle.

"If you really feel sorry, live on and see more and better tomorrows with Yongzhang's eyes." Qianlong took his hand and enlightened emotionally.

If it was Yao Hua from before, he would probably raise his eyebrows and look down on him, and then bluntly said, "If you want to say something about Yongzhang, you will die. It's a pity that such a good bed partner died. Let's just say it, anyway, Yongzhang can't hear it."

"Thank you, I will work hard." The young man grinned, showing his pointed canine teeth, adding a bit of childishness.

Qianlong wanted to cover his heart. Although he knew that Yao Hua was not in a normal state, he still felt a little overwhelmed, "That's good. You may not remember. There was an accident just now. Yongzhang ...Accidentally dropped your head, I'll bring you medicine."

The concoction with a moderate temperature is actually waiting outside the door.After all, the injured person who needs to drink the medicine is Sanbeile, who is on the heart of the Long Live Lord. How can he really wait until six hours before making the medicine? The servants have already boiled the medicine. welcome.

Hearing that Lord Long Live said that he wanted to bring medicine, Wu Shulai came in holding the medicine bowl with his head bowed.

Shrugging his nose, the young man who was choked by the bitter taste was shocked, "How much coptis is added in it!"

"The good medicine tastes bitter. I'll ask someone to bring you a honey jujube cake." Qianlong also felt distressed. You have to coax the young people to drink.

Taking the medicine bowl from Wu Shulai, Qianlong scooped up a spoonful of medicine juice, let it cool down before handing it to the young man's mouth, his eyes full of distress.

So cunning!He simply couldn't refuse the love and pity from the man.The young man lowered his head, carefully touched the spoon with his tongue, and then his face collapsed immediately, "It's so bitter!"

Noticing the man's embarrassing eyes, the young man raised his head, tugged on the man's sleeve with three fingers, tears rolled in his eyes, and sucked his nose pitifully, "Can you stop drinking...?"

Even if this body often drinks medicine, it is still difficult for young people from the 21st century to adapt to this "bitter medicine".

Yongzhang, no, Yao Hua is showing weakness to him!Qianlong's heart skipped a beat.

That Yao Hua who was stubborn to death, that Yao Hua who was too strong to die was showing weakness to him!

In Qianlong's dreams, he couldn't imagine that the person who always sneered and didn't care about anything, and just whipped the whip when he was very angry was so coquettish and flattering!

"I can't stop drinking." Qianlong forced himself to harden his heart, watching the young man wrinkle his handsome face bitterly and flatten his mouth in aggrieved way, a strange pleasure rose in his heart for no reason|.

Is this Yao Hua the only one who can see it?

Only he can see Yao Hua like this!

The young man puffed up one cheek and refused to drink the medicine silently at first.

... Well, even if his temperament has changed drastically, even if he has learned to act coquettishly and show weakness, Yao Hua's stubborn nature still remains the same.

Qianlong asked someone to bring in another bowl of medicine, stuffed the bowl of medicine into the young man's hand, squeezed his chin with his free hand and forced him to turn his head, eyes met, and handed it over when he saw his heart. broke his heart, "I'll drink with you."

Looking at the man fixedly for a while, the young man sniffed, with a tragic and tragic expression of a strong man with broken wrists, Yi Shuihan, took a deep breath, and then drank the medicine in one go. The taste kept swirling in the mouth, and the tears couldn't help but slipped down.

The young man bit his lower lip tightly to resist nausea, his cheeks were blushed, and he stared at the man with round eyes.

Qianlong didn't break his promise, he lowered his head and raised his hand to drink up the cool medicinal juice in his hand.For a mature and stable old man, this bitter taste is still within the acceptable range, but in order to amuse the young man, Qianlong still wrinkled his face and distorted his facial features slightly, as if he couldn't bear the taste very much.

Then, resisting the bitter taste, he took the small dish of honey from the eunuch, and fed it to the young man's mouth with a spoon.

Silently eating a spoonful of honey to suppress the disgusting bitter taste, the young man looked down at the spoon that was handed to his mouth again, pursed his lips, and looked up at Qianlong without saying a word.

Qianlong silently covered his beating heart, turned the spoon and ate a spoonful of honey by himself, and then took a spoonful to feed the young man.

This time the young man opened his mouth.

The two of you ate a small dish of honey one spoon at a time. Although there was still a slight bitter taste lingering on the tip of the tongue, it was more of a sweetness that warmed the heart.

It seems that there is something missing, which is gradually filled in the silence.

It seemed that it was the first time that the two of them could sit together so peacefully and warmly.

After the dishes were taken away, the young man tilted his head and looked at Qianlong. His eyes were shining brightly and he could see that he was in a good mood. Watching a play is to find the feeling of psychological weakness.Even if there is an error in memory and he suddenly seems docile, he can't expect Yao Huazhen to turn into an innocent and cute little rabbit.

All Qianlong could think of was that this kind of Yao Hua must not be touched by others, and he didn't want such Yao Hua to be seen by others.

Therefore, the emperor of the Qing Dynasty, who was the emperor of the Ninth Five-Year Plan, took the initiative and courteously to personally serve Sanbeile to wash his mouth and face. The mouthwash and washbasin were brought to the bedside, and he was not willing to let the pale-faced young man get out of bed.

It was rare to be so close to him, Qianlong was very busy, and even specially found a new undergarment, restrained his salivating obscene expression, and was as gentle as possible, "The imperial doctor said that you have a head injury and it is not suitable to suffer." The wind is blowing, so I can’t bathe but can only wipe myself, let me help you.”

"...The father of an ordinary family wouldn't wipe his adult son's body?" The young man frowned in confusion.

Qianlong's answer was very shameless, "We have a good relationship!"

"……Is it like this?"

"Of course!" Qianlong was absolutely sure.

The young man lowered his eyes, his cheeks flushed, and his voice was slightly soft, "So my father is so good... so good."

Qianlong helped him take off his inner garment, holding a warm handkerchief in his hand, he wiped his smooth and thin upper body awkwardly but earnestly.Yongzhang was always sick and thin like a willow. After Yao Hua's training, his body still looked slender and thin, but only when he started to know how much power was hidden in his muscles.

The excited man had to use chatting to divert his attention, lest he lose control and overwhelm him, "Yao Hua's father...?"

"Ah, Mommy said that he failed in business and jumped to his death... Well, it's probably like this." The young man didn't notice the desire in his eyes, and raised his hand obediently for him to wipe it off.

The tone was too indifferent, there was no sadness that should be there in theory, Qianlong's words of comfort stuck in his throat, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he simply turned the young man around to wipe his back.

"It's nothing to be sad about." The young man curiously played with the long braid that was thrown to his chest. Even after my father died, she raised me without disdain."

There was a faint trace of something wrong across Qianlong's mind, but it just passed by, Qianlong didn't care.

"I also have a very good younger sister, although she is very awkward and doesn't know how to express herself, although she always uses all kinds of weird words with a vicious tongue, but in fact she is a very sensitive but gentle child. "The young man laughed out loud, as if thinking of something very pleasant, "Obviously she is a little girl, but the way she swings the little leather whip is so handsome, tsk, it can be said that she will never forget it, huh."

Qianlong glanced at Yongzhang's clothes stacked on the table next to him, as well as the soft golden whip on it, and a strange feeling flashed in his mind again.

"Is she okay now?" Seeing him shivering, Qianlong had no choice but to put down the towel regretfully, help him put on his underwear, and asked casually while bowing his head to tie his belt.

"She..." The young man who was talking excitedly just now stopped suddenly, and the expression on his face slowly faded.

"She is now..."

"Wenwen is doing well now, um, she should be doing well, Wenwen must be living well, for sure..." The young man grinned brightly, but his distorted facial features made the smile uglier than crying. He repeatedly emphasized something upside down, his eyes were empty, and it seemed that there were more complicated and out-of-control memories and emotions rolling through the depths of his mind, and finally disappeared into the darkness.

Qianlong guessed that the sister he mentioned probably had an accident, but since the young man chose to deceive himself and others, he didn't dare to reveal the cruel truth at this time, so he could only hug the trembling person tightly and whisper in a low voice. Comforting in his ear, "Yes, such a good girl will live happily. You, as a brother, should live a good life and set an example for your sister."

Putting his head on his shoulder wearily, the young man let out a faint breath, feeling a little drowsy.

"Can I call you Yao Hua in private? You can also call me Hongli. After all, you are Yao Hua, not Yongzhang..." Qianlong simply changed the subject.

"... Can the emperor's name be called directly?" Yao Hua tilted his head, confused.

"I want to hear you shout." Qianlong lowered his head, and his foreheads touched each other's breath.This time he didn't dare to let Yao Hua restrain himself in the cage of father and son.

Yao Hua stared at him in silence for a long time, pushed him away in silence, lay down in silence and covered the quilt, closed his eyes, "Good night."

......

"This is my bed, Yao Hua, let's share the bed and have a long talk." Qianlong suppressed a smile.

"...Then where is my bed? I'll go." Yao Hua was expressionless, and the corner of his eyes naturally drifted to the vicinity of the golden soft whip on the table.Even if his memory is wrong or something, Yao Hua still very much resists sharing the bed with them.

Qianlong had no choice but to compromise, "Then you have a good rest, and tell me what you feel uncomfortable about."

On a certain night of a certain year, Emperor Qianlong of the Qing Dynasty stayed in the side hall of the Hall of Mental Cultivation.In the darkness, the young man who was supposed to be sleeping opened his eyes, his pupils were as black as thick ink, and there was a vortex in his eyes that swallowed up all the light like a black hole, only to disappear quietly at an unknown angle in an instant.