Daily life of a slave

Wen Hu knelt on the ground and kindly reminded him that he didn't have the slightest guilty conscience to be caught by someone for doing something wrong. Nu Le originally thought he would go crazy with anger, but seeing him like this, he couldn't get angry at all.

It seems to have been used to this popularity.

If Wenhu had been obedient and obedient to him since entering the palace, he would have to be severely punished for this outrageous behavior today.But since he entered the palace, he has not been out of line in anything. If he really cares about it seriously, nine lives are not enough to lose him. If there are too many lice and he is not afraid of itchiness, Nu Le actually thinks it is not difficult to accept.

So the world is so cheap.

He suddenly remembered what Wenhu had said to him - if he flattered him, he would probably die faster.

Nuo Le suddenly became curious about Wen Hu's previous experience, what kind of circumstances would cultivate such a person who is obviously annoying everywhere, but has an unreasonable fate.

"Don't talk about this, walk with me."

Nu Leping retreated to the left and right, and led Wenhu into the Qiushui Hall alone. He had never been in this place, and it was indeed much shabby than other places. Just looking at this place, it does not look like a palace, but more like an ordinary backyard, especially in the yard. Racks for drying clothes.

"You really feel very comfortable here."

Nu Le let out a soft snort, without any anger at all, and actually felt a little envious in detail. This was not obvious but a little bit of envy. After entering the back room, when he saw Li Fengyang lying dead on the hard board bed, he suddenly transformed into Got stiff.

Nu Le subconsciously wanted to check if there were any unpacked beds in the other rooms of Qiushuitang, but he refrained from doing such a shameful thing.The feet are restrained, but the eyes are not in control, and they insist on staring at Li Fengyang's obviously bandaged buttocks.

Li Fengyang, who had fallen asleep, suddenly shivered.

Wenhu decisively misunderstood.

"Li Xianggong is injured now, you should move to find a healthy lady or Xianggong elsewhere."

Nu Le's face was ashen but he couldn't explain, he was afraid that if he opened his mouth, he couldn't help but ask if Wen Hu helped to bandage it.

Take a deep breath, lift your breath, and exhale—stretch your hand to pick up Wenhu.

"I don't need to go elsewhere, isn't there a gentleman here? Why, you forgot your identity soon after entering the palace?"

The front of Wenhu was held up by the nule, unable to struggle, his whole body simply swayed with him as if living and dying with the clothes, without exerting any strength.Although he was thin and weak, he still had the weight of a grown man. Nu Le wanted to scare him, but he was suddenly pulled down by his weight so hard that he almost lost his balance and fell down.

"Will you stand up—stand up straight for me!"

Nu Le roared loudly, Li Fengyang turned over on the bed, his arrogance suddenly lowered again, as if it was embarrassing to be seen flirting with Wen Hu like this.

It seems... to hook up with someone else's daughter-in-law.

Nu Le felt a trace of frustration for no reason, but he was suppressed for just a moment, replaced by a strong anger-this is his harem, Wenhu is his man, so what shame!

"Take me to your room."

Nu Le twisted his neck fiercely, but he was so righteous that he was so strong that he almost felt guilty.Wenhu was carried and swayed for a while, until the swing had sat enough and stopped, and then broke the jar with his head in his arms.

"Recently, the cold weather has gotten worse, and I was just placed here. The palace people have not sent the bedding to keep out the cold, and now I can only make do with Li Xianggong."

Nu Le's body was stiff, like a swollen vegetable bun that was about to be fried into a green onion pancake at any time, Wen Hu was stared at terribly by him, and finally said the last sentence.

"So—this is my house."

Nu Le endured it again and again, but in the end he couldn't hold it back, so he simply shook Wenhu, and his whole body collapsed into a squat.

He was obviously a majestic and majestic emperor.

He was reduced to a silly little fat man alive.

Nu Le couldn't figure out why he worked so hard to win the country.

When I was a prince on the prairie, although I was not valued, I just did what I loved all day long, grabbing the most pleasing man, tasting the strongest wine, and riding a horse when I was not happy. He is a mess. , You can do whatever you want.

What about now?

None of the men who wanted to be abducted were abducted, and one was finally found in the harem. I didn't taste it myself, but told him to "sleep" with his man's favorite.The brother who was persecuted by him and ran away has been fighting cocks and horses all day long, so he is not at ease, but he is forced to go to the court every day to review memorials and watch ministers quarrel.

What does he want to do in this world!

Nu Le can't remember what he made a mistake in the first place to come to fight. Although the process was really enjoyable, after getting it, it doesn't look as expensive as when he was chasing and running.

"Why do you think your father is so useless, and the country that has been passed down for so many generations was easily taken away by me."

If old man Xue had struggled longer, or if his sons and grandchildren had been more upbeat, so that he would not be able to beat him for the rest of his life, wouldn't there be no such troubles as now?

Compared with defending the country, he prefers to grab it.

Nu Le is not living well now, he blames heaven and earth for his opponent's weakness, he is still angry with Wenhu, and wants to use this to humiliate him.

He hadn't seen Wenhu get angry yet.

Nu Le looked at Wen Hu with some anticipation in contempt, as if he could see his angry look in the next moment, as if his face of shame and anger had appeared in front of him, and Nu Le's mood would soon get better.

However, Wenhu still looked tepid.

"The foundations of the old dynasty have been ruined. Without you, others would come and rob the Xue family. My father was just unlucky and became the emperor a few generations later. If the Xue family's foundation is passed on to him It's not that bad, I guess he'll be a good emperor too."

When a good emperor meets a bad world, even if he wants to be strong, he can't make it back. Although Wenhu doesn't like his father, he still cares about the scalp his father took off for the sake of the country.

He is sorry for himself, but he is worthy of the Xue family's world.

"Good emperor? Haha, this is the first time I've heard of you saying that."

Nu Le had also investigated Wenhu at the beginning—after all, this was Wei Cheng’s favorite—the first thing he did when he entered the imperial city was to ask those old palace people about the legendary prince who was the most favored in the old dynasty. I'm very curious about what kind of treasure Wei Cheng can't forget.

However, the reality is not as it seems to the outside world.

"I've heard many people scold Xue Qi for being incompetent, but you are the first to say that he is a good emperor."

He guessed something about Xue Qi's abuse of Wenhu in private. The getting along with him these days made him recognize Wenhu's temperament, and he will never be pedantic, nor is he stupid and filial. Xue Qihui's judgment should be just a matter of fact .

Everyone in the world loves to compare, and now Nu Le is very anxious as the first emperor, and suddenly he is also interested in hearing why Xue Qi, the king of subjugation, is such a good emperor.

"I heard that your father likes to tease crickets, and instead of talking about serious business in the imperial study, he often asks you to play with him. Is this also what a good emperor does?"

Next to him lay Li Fengyang, who was dead asleep, Wenhu glanced at him, and Nule followed him.

"What's the matter? Can't see anyone?"

Wen Hu shook his head.

"Do you know how ordinary people fight crickets?"

Nu Le is not very familiar with the "elegant interests" of the dignitaries in Beijing, so it's just a matter of who is more powerful.

"Could he have played better?"

After the attention was diverted, Nu Le didn't feel that he was aggrieved in his life. Instead, he was full of anticipation to listen to Wenhu's story, about his father, about his childhood, and about what he did before he met him.

He suddenly became interested in everything about him.

"When two worms fight, one must win."

Wenhu thought back to the past, only to realize that the face of the old man in his memory was already blurred, only the things he did made him unforgettable until he died.

"I have mixed results with him, and every time I win, he will kill my worms."

This is not surprising, people with high positions are always used to taking good things for themselves. It is only natural for others to give them, and it is a big treason not to give them.

"But every time I compete with him again, he won't take out those crickets that I beat him before to compare with me."

He used to be curious about what the old man was going to do with these crickets, maybe he couldn't afford to lose and became angry and killed them all, until he saw it with his own eyes once.

Seeing that Wenhu's face changed slightly, Nu Le couldn't help urging him to say quickly, the two of them were already close, and this urging brought them even closer.I saw that thin body moved in front of him, and reached out to pat his swollen abdomen.

Nu Leyuan blushed, the fat on his belly was still swaying uncontrollably.

"Bold! How...how can you touch me."

The round face was red, and he yelled at Wen Hu with no deterrent power at all. The latter was naturally not afraid. Everyone likes a tall and strong husband like Wei Cheng, but today he can't help but feel a little charming when he looks at this wickedly good-looking face.

Wen Hu patted Nu Le's stomach, withdrew his hand, and said with a deadpan expression:

"It was only later that I found out that all the crickets he wanted to leave had their heads bit off and they were swallowed directly into their stomachs."

"Aren't you curious about what I said to Wei Cheng?"

Wen Shu was very interested, as if he really wanted to talk to someone.Wenhu looked at him for a while, then at the chain on her own hand, and then nodded politely.

"curious."

It seems that he felt that his attitude was not sincere enough, so Wenhu added a more sincere look to himself.

Then he was kicked over by Wen Shu.

"It doesn't matter what I tell him, you just need to remember that he will believe what I say, that's all."

Your life, after all, is nothing more than a word from me.

This kind of dialogue would be repeated every once in a while, Wenhu didn't feel annoyed if it was repeated a lot, but Wenshu himself felt that something was wrong - he was afraid that one day the lie would be exposed.

But soon, he found a solution.

Soon it will be the anniversary of Duke Wei's death, and the dog emperor Nu Le will come to the General's Mansion to offer incense for him. Although Nu Le is now being praised for being diligent and close to the people, the rumor that he prefers masculinity has never disappeared.

The rumors that the cruel methods often toss the dead have not disappeared.

Wenshu looked at Wenhu's face covered with bruises but could not conceal the delicate and delicate eyebrows, and suddenly let go of his worries.

"Fifth brother, we are brothers after all."

Wen Shu took a step forward and leaned over to support Wen Hu, and the exquisite boots fell back shortly after landing, revealing an ant that had been crushed into black spots.