[Comprehensive] Huan Jun Wanfu

When the news of Lin Shao's reinstatement came out, the court was mixed with joy and sorrow.Lin Shao never cared about these things, he comforted Guo Jia and resumed his carefree life.

In the evening of that day, Lin Shao seemed to have been guided, and came to the Zigong, which had long since been deserted, by a strange coincidence.All the layout of the Purple Palace is the same as after Murong Chong left, the only thing missing is popularity.

Lin Shao turned around at the entrance of the main hall, turned around and walked to the entrance of Murong Chong's former bedroom, and pushed the door open with a "creak".

"Boom—" The slight sound of something falling to the ground caught Lin Shao's attention. Lin Shao raised his eyebrows, stopped and looked inside, and asked tentatively, "Who?"

Suddenly a heavy breath came into Lin Shao's ears, and then everything returned to calm.No one came to answer Lin Shao's question, Lin Shao seemed to have a sense, closed the door and walked in lightly.

The person who made the noise stood in front of the dressing table with his head bowed and did not intend to leave. A wooden comb fell from his feet. He was supporting the dressing table with one hand, while the other hand was hanging by his side, clenched into a fist.

Lin Shao was surprised, and called out, "Little Phoenix Emperor?"

It is indeed Murong Chong, but he has lost the innocence of 12 years old and the majesty of 28 years old. It is a kind of beauty between youth and youth, and he is ashamed when he wants to let go.

Murong Chong didn't move at all, and he didn't have any intention to speak.

Lin Shao stepped forward with a smile, grabbed Murong Chong's chin, made him look up into his own eyes, and asked, "Why are you here?"

"I heard that you're awake." Murong Chong's light pink lips parted, and from his lips he let out a crisp sound like jade objects colliding.

Lin Shao rolled his eyes, slid his hand down, hooked the back of Murong Chong's neck, and leaned close to his ear, breathing hot air, and asked, "So you're here to sacrifice yourself?"

Murong Chong's body froze, his eyes darkened, but he didn't retort, "You either?"

"Is the poison detoxified?" Lin Shao turned his face and asked.

Murong Chong blinked his eyes, smiled silently, and asked, "Are you afraid?"

"Of course I'm not afraid. I said I'm just caring about you. Do you believe me?" Lin Shao raised his eyes, opened some distance, and met his eyes.

Murong Chong didn't hide or dodge, his eyelids closed, and he stated flatly: "I don't believe it."

"I don't believe it either." Lin Shao smiled, and his remodeled body easily hugged Murong Chongheng.

"Ah!" Suddenly his feet left the ground, Murong Chong instinctively put his arms around Lin Shao's neck and exclaimed.

Lin Shao looked at Murong Chong with doting eyes, Murong Chong opened his eyes, bit the corner of his lips, dimples loomed, as if teasing Lin Shao.

Lin Shao felt itchy in his heart, feeling like an electric shock hit his lower abdomen directly from his heart.He took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and said, "Did you use some weird incense again?"

Murong Chong frowned, his almond eyes narrowed slightly, and said angrily: "No!"

Seeing that Murong Chong really looked like he was about to get angry, Lin Shao laughed, pecked the corner of his mouth, and told the truth: "Of course I know you're not, I'm just kidding you!"

After a few turns in his thoughts, Murong Chong finally understood the meaning of Lin Shao's words. He squinted at Lin Shao, bit his lips and cursed, "Old man."

Lin Shao didn't care about addressing with him, and when he got to the bedside, he threw Murong Chong into the empty bed and said, "Why don't you let me eat the delicious food delivered to you?"

Murong Chong, known as Delicious, didn't say anything, but slowly closed his eyes, and by doing this, he had accepted all of Lin Shao's actions by default.

Looking at the person lying on the bed like a sacrifice, Lin Shao's heart softened, he bent down with a smile, and gently unbuttoned Murong Chong's clothes that were still dusty...

The bed curtain fell, and it was kept at room temperature.

From time to time, Murong Chong's suppressed groans and groans could be heard from the regularly shaking bed curtain, and those sounds were connected together like the tones of a qin string plucked by spring water, opening one's heart and going straight to the depths.

Lin Shao's rough panting turned into a low-pitched chorus, but fortunately no one passed by in this purple palace, if someone heard it, they would inevitably be red-faced.

I don't know how long they have been lingering, but Lin Shao finally stopped in satisfaction.He pulled Murong Chong, who was in a trance, into his arms, picked up his robe that had fallen on the ground, and covered the two of them.

"Don't sleep yet, there are no quilts here, I'll take you to take a bath later, and then go to my bedroom to sleep." Lin Shao patted Murong Chong's bruised back and confessed.

Murong Chong raised his eyelids with difficulty, glanced at Lin Shao, and responded almost inaudibly.

Lin Shao's subordinates rubbed Murong Chong's waist, and suddenly said, "Since you're here, don't leave."

"Yeah." Murong Chong paused for a long time, then responded dully, without asking about Lin Shao's plan.

However, Murong Chong didn't ask, but Lin Shao continued to ask: "Do you want this position?"

Murong Chong suddenly opened his eyelids when he heard the words, and asked in surprise, "What do you mean?"

"That's what you understand." Lin Shao admitted calmly.

"If you do this, I will deprive you of everything you have now and imprison you." Murong Chong made a strong effort, turned over and lay on Lin Shao's body, and stated.

Lin Shao remained unmoved, circled the people around him, sat up, put on clothes for himself, and put them on for Murong Chong one by one.

"Why is it imprisoned instead of killing me?" Lin Shao asked Murong Chong in his arms before continuing his topic.

Murong Chong lowered his head, remained silent for a while, and replied: "That's too cheap for you."

"You've been taking advantage of me!" Lin Shao pointedly curled his lips and looked at Murong Chong's exposed mottled skin.

Murong Chong took a breath, raised his hand to tighten his skirt, snorted softly, and turned his head to the outside.

Lin Shao was deeply amused by his inappropriate appearance, Lin Shao pecked and kissed Murong Chong's eyelashes, led him out of the purple palace, and walked straight to his bedroom.

After simply washing the two of them, Murong Chong couldn't help but drooped his eyelids. Lin Shao was molesting Balabala Murong Chong's eyelashes and asked, "How is it? Do you want this country?"

"No." Murong Chong muttered, waved Lin Shao's hand away, and fell asleep with his back to Lin Shao.

Lin Shao stood up and pressed half on Murong Chong's body, "You really don't want it?"

"No." Murong Chong shrank back, pulled the quilt over his head, and said in a muffled voice.

"Well, it doesn't matter, there is no difference anyway." Lin Shao shrugged, fell asleep, dragged Murong Chong into his arms again, closed his eyes and rested.

Time passed gradually, Murong Chong had already fallen asleep, but Lin Shao was not sleepy yet.

What happened today seemed to be a matter of course, but because it was too natural, the impact on Lin Shao was even greater.

He never thought that he would be able to have sex with Murong Chong without hindrance, and after this time, Lin Shao seemed to be unsatisfied with his lust as if he had loosened the shackles.

I feel like I can become a Teddy in an instant, and the air is shining every day.Lin Shao curled his lips, thinking rather self-deprecatingly.

Early in the morning.

Wang Fu led the maid and waited outside the door of the bedroom. When the time was almost up, Lin Shao had no intention of coming out, so he knocked lightly on the door, opened it and walked in.

"Your Majesty?" Wang Fu stopped outside the bright yellow bed curtain, lowered his head and called softly.

A hand with sharp bones stretched out from inside, and waved at Wang Fu, motioning him to silence.As soon as Wang Fu pursed his lips, he saw Lin Shao in obscene clothes and lifted the bed curtain and sat up.

Since Lin Shao is already awake, why should he silence him?Could it be that Mr. Guo stayed overnight again last night?Thinking of this, Wang Fu couldn't help sticking his head out and peeking into the bed.

"What are you looking at?" Lin Shao whispered, and patted Wang Fu on the head.

"Your Majesty, the slave has offended you." Wang Fu shrank his head, lowered his head and recalled the back that he saw.

Unlike Mr. Guo, who looks familiar but can't remember who it is.Wang Fu turned his head and kept recalling where he had seen such a back.

Before Wang Fu could continue to torture his head, Murong Chong walked over from behind Lin Shao, resting his chin on Lin Shao's back shoulder, and asked, "Are you going to court?"

"What? Do you want to follow?" Lin Shao paused, turned his head and kissed the corner of his mouth, and asked.

"No." Murong Chong rolled his eyelids, looked at Lin Shao, and suddenly asked a question that he didn't have time to ask last night, "Didn't you tell me to take revenge in my own way? Didn't you tell me to leave? Why? Let me stay again last night."

"Because I suddenly came to my senses, Xiao Fenghuang, you are still suitable to be pampered in the palm of my hand, and revenge is not suitable for you." Lin Shao replied solemnly, but the smile in his eyes betrayed him early , "Do you like this answer?"

"Heh..." Murong Chong sneered, let go of his hands, and lay back down, "Remember to explain to your ministers why Pingyang's position is vacant."

"Okay."

Lin Shao stood up, washed and washed under the service of the palace servants, and walked out of the palace gate under the guidance of Wang Fu.

"Your Majesty, that... is Mr. Murong?" Wang Fu struggled halfway, but couldn't help asking before going to court.

"Yes." Lin Shao rubbed his chin and asked, "How is it? Do you think Xiao Fenghuang is more beautiful?"

"Eh..." Wang Fu choked, and for a long time he didn't know how to answer, "Your Majesty's vision is naturally right, but... why did Mr. Murong appear in the palace? No one is safe."

"How many years have passed since the poisoning, and the poison has been cured. Who can think about things that I don't even want to pursue?" Lin Shao curled his lips in disdain, "Besides, I'll let them die."

After finishing speaking, Lin Shao strode towards the dragon chair and sat down, casually listening to the courtiers chattering here and there, and only after they finished talking did Lin Shao throw out his own "bomb".

"Tell you something, Murong rushed to me to take it back."

There was a ghostly silence, and then the whole court exploded.Those who support, those who oppose, those who are neutral, always have a few words to say.

Lin Shao leisurely admired the way they danced, and stood up after the show was over. Youyou said: "I am notifying you, not asking for your opinions. If you have any dissatisfaction, just keep it in your heart, and you can't let it go." I will not stop those who want to remonstrate to death, I will remember to prepare a better coffin for you."

"Your Majesty!" The courtiers who were neutral and supported Lin Shao were fine when they heard Lin Shao's words, and all the courtiers who opposed Lin Shao seemed to be heartbroken and cried out in mourning.

Most of the loyal and virtuous ministers who can use death as an admonition chilled the hearts of all the virtuous ministers at Lin Shao's extremely flimsy words, but some officials who were ignorant and accustomed to patting their beards and walking horses smiled gloatingly.

As far as this moment is concerned, Lin Shao is the most successful time to be a faint king. He has successfully made most of the courtiers have a judgment in their hearts.

Faint Lord, Faint Lord!

The author has something to say: Murong Chong: Why did you ask me to come back?

Lin Shao: Because I am in good health, I can hehehe!

Murong Chong: Hehe...

Lin Shao: Well, it's because I found that you are still suitable to be pampered in the palm of my hand.

Murong Chong: Hehe...

Lin Shao: Well, let me tell the truth, it was actually because the author wanted to hurry up and change the outline.

Murong Chong: (╯‵ ′)╯Bomb! *～●