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"—what price are you willing to pay?"

The boy continued.

"That depends on what the price is."

Hua Manlou replied: "If the price will endanger family members or friends, I would rather give up."

"It has nothing to do with your family, your friends."

Shi Zixu threw away the ugly ju flower in his hand, the green juice in his hand exuded the unique fragrance of plants, he suddenly approached Huamanlou: "I just need you to lose a little bit, you don't even need it for that." Annoyance, bondage, and possibly disgusting things, how do you choose?"

"..."

"say."

Hua Manlou thought about it for a while, but he didn't think that there was such a thing in his body, and he didn't believe that his eyes could be restored, so he replied: "If it is that kind of thing, I am willing to exchange it."

"I thought you would say that too."

The young man smiled and said: "It's a pity that I lied to you. There is no way I can restore your eyesight."

Huamanlou was silent.

The young man stood on tiptoe, put his hands on Huamanlou's shoulders involuntarily, "Come closer, I have something to tell you."

Hua Manlou tilted his head and listened in bewilderment——

The sweet and charming voice that was completely different from the time when he threatened Huamanzi paused in his ear and said: "Whether you want to talk or give me medicine, I have countless ways to make you wince, this time you can't run away, Huamanzi!" The building is full."

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Hua Manlou's brows were slightly furrowed because of the boy's words, and then slowly relaxed.

Shi Zixu's familiar and refreshing smile was still on his handsome face, even the angle didn't change a bit.

His different reaction from the past made the latter, who was waiting for him to be pushed away, gradually feel a bit of weirdness in his heart, and that weirdness soon turned into surprise the moment Huamanlou first kissed the boy from the side.

"what are you doing!"

Shi Zixu's hands on Huamanlou's shoulders suddenly exerted strength. He pushed the man away and backed away again and again, the warmth and softness of the other party remained on his light-colored lips——

He subconsciously raised his sleeves, and the bright yellow fabric rubbed against his lips fiercely, and the rustling sound came to Huamanlou's ears continuously.

"Hua Daxia, did you eat something wrong today, which made your mind not clear!"

The young man's face was stern, and his raised voice revealed a softness for no reason.

He just habitually said provocative words to Hua Manlou, but he didn't expect the other party to respond in his heart.

Or he was waiting for the latter to get angry, reprimand, and walk away.

Since Huamanlou can't be allowed to leave now, he must start something.

Just like teasing a cat that doesn't belong to me, the blown up hairball is always more suitable for Shi Zixu's eyes than the docile one.

——What the boy said in front of Huamanlou Lu Xiaofeng that night at the inn was half-truth and half-false, only the sentence "I will not entangle" was true.

"Zixu."

Hua Manlou was also pushed by the young man, his body was unstable, and he took a few steps back before he stabilized himself.

Even though he was kept in the palace all the time, and even participated in the enthronement ceremony, Hua Manlou never called the young man the emperor once, as if in his eyes the young man had always been a charming child in Peach Blossom Castle: "I'm not a god, I also have Seven emotions and six desires."

He was replying to Zixu's resentful words at the inn that night.

"...you need to jump into the icy water to wake up."

The sarcasm on the boy's face grew stronger.

Huamanlou couldn't see it, so the irony was just the boy's irony towards himself.

He wanted to give it to Peach Blossom Castle, but Huamanlou didn't want it.

Now he is just idle and thinking that if the latter gets angry, the latter responds.

How ridiculous.

"I came out of the Royal Garden today because I saw Qiuju was good, and the master happened to be out of the palace again. No one was with me to be bored."

Shi Zixu no longer saw the sweet and charming smile on his face, and his voice became dry and cold: "I didn't expect Hua Daxia to get the wrong idea, but it's my fault... Or is Hua Daxia planning to recommend himself as a pillow, To be my yi pet?"

When Zixu finished speaking, suddenly an autumn wind blew past, shaking the golden color of the garden, and messing up the young man's temples.

The flying black hair covered his eyes and ears, and there was something flowing down his cheeks amidst the rustling of the corners of Lie Li's robe.

The boy was slightly taken aback, and he subconsciously raised his hand to wipe it.

"...I've changed my mind."

Shi Zixu stared at his palm for a while, then raised his eyes to Huamanlou who hesitated to speak.

He broke the silence with a statement: "Since Hua Daxia is very good-looking..."

"boom!"

The young emperor suddenly charged at the man, and mercilessly knocked the latter down among the vibrant flowers, thus crushing dozens of innocent chrysanthemums.

"The beauty is delicious, and it is not in my nature to miss the beauty."

Every time the boy raised his arm, he threw down a piece of strangely shaped fabric. He leaned down to the sound of the fabric crumbling, and bit down hard on the side of Huamanlou's neck with complicated and unspeakable emotions, as if to swallow the latter Eat it up.

The force of his bite was so strong that his teeth pierced into the flesh with blood stains, and Huamanlou let out a muffled groan unexpectedly.

Shi Zixu bit the piece of meat and refused to let go, the outflowing blood soon stained his white and neat teeth red, and the fishy salty taste permeated the entire mouth.

Huamanlou felt something warm dripping directly on his skin—the clothes on his chest were torn to pieces by the teenager, flying rags and chrysanthemum petals were scattered all over the place—that’s why the continuous liquid The temperature is particularly pronounced.

"Zixu...are you crying?"

"..."

Hearing this, Shi Zixu finally let go of the man's flesh, he pressed the latter's exposed chest nonchalantly and raised his head, frowning, carefully wiped the liquid from his ears with his sleeve, and even picked up two pieces of rags from the ground, Randomly plug the cochlea.

Instead of answering Hua ManLou, he laughed softly, but there was not much emotion in the laugh: "Crying? Why am I crying? For whom? Someone died?"

The young and flexible waist twisted uneasily, and the young man rubbed against the thing with his soft buttocks full of malice. He found that the breathing of the person under him gradually became messy, and his slender fingers fell in circles, arousing the flowers all over. floor belt.

He twirled the belt with his fingertips, but did not untie it: "The emperor is ruthless, and I am even more cold-hearted, so Hua Xia, remember—"

The young man leaned down again, provocatively in the slight movement of pulling away and the belt floating on the ground: "If your skills are not as good as other men I have experienced, I will turn my face and deny anyone."

The wound on Huamanlou's neck was stimulated by the salt in the sweat, and there was a fine pain.

He didn't care about the wound now, because he held the young man's slender waist with one hand, and pressed the latter's leg to his chest with the other hand, forcing the young man's body to open wide.

The smooth and delicate skin feels as good as fine silk, and the unbearable trembling and moaning is the best way to add to the fun. The novel and wonderful experience and the heat there ignite Huamanlou's restraint and softness at the same time.

Sexy, no man can suppress demands in bed, especially when the other party has been sparing no effort to tease.

"You... ah... I, I want more, uh!"

Every time Huamanlou pushed, the boy moved forward uncontrollably, and then was brought back because of the hand on his waist.So the broken chrysanthemum under his body has been crushed into something that can't be seen clearly, and his words are also vague: "Hua Xia... Ha... Is this your first time?"

The boy's unrepressed legs were resting on Huamanlou's arms, and the red-stained calf was slightly pink due to emotion, and the well-maintained feet were raised and stretched in the air, bowing and stretching happily.

He likes the pleasure when the body is full, and even more greedy for the moment when the mind is empty at the peak, as if this can make him forget everything.

But this didn't prevent him from noticing the jerkyness of Huamanlou's movements and the cover-up of being helpless under the attack.

"……Correct."

Hua Manlou couldn't see the young man's expression, and didn't know if what he did was right, whether he hurt the latter, he could only judge from the groans of the people beneath him.

He didn't stop moving, but he groped to brush Zixu's sweaty forehead hair with his fingertips: "Does it hurt?"

Shi Zixu inserted five fingers into Huamanlou's blue silk, and kissed him involuntarily. While the tip of his tongue dexterously penetrated into the man's mouth like a long snake, his lower body deliberately wringed out the man's mouth. And when Qianqian pulled it out, she reluctantly tried to persuade her to stay.

The young man looked at Hua Manlou with satisfaction because he fell into lust, which was a great encouragement to him.

He sucked the sticky saliva in the opponent's mouth, and the ambiguous water stains snaked down the corners of his lips that were too late to close.

"Hurry up."

"……it is good."

The strong friction caused the little red flesh that was brought out to be nostalgic and empty in the future, and was pushed back hard. The white foam accompanied by transparent liquid stained the separated and close bodies of the two, and there were continuous crackling sounds Filled with the inconspicuous corner of this imperial garden——

When the inner wall was subjected to the hot semen, Shi Zixu's voice became hoarse, and Huamanlou's back also had a lot of scratches.

The latter slowly pulled out.

"I didn't expect Hua Daxia, you are quite—"

In a flash, the young man suddenly pushed away Huamanlou on his body and jumped up, his words that stopped abruptly turned into surprise and amazement: "Master!"

He palmed the person who came.

Shi Zixu was afraid that he would not be able to withstand the sudden angry palm of the beautiful master, so he subconsciously used the internal force in his body that could not be affected by the Xiyan Pill, so he did not die on the spot.

He stood in front of Hua Manlou in a flash, and the young man who hadn't taken off his bright yellow casual clothes from the beginning to the end took off his outer shirt and put it on Hua Manlou's body - Hua Manlou's clothes were torn by him, he could only do this in a hurry ——But this move also made the West Factory Superintendent Feng's eyes narrow: "Get out of the way."

"Master, I forced him."

Shi Zixu felt a little headache.

One is because he didn't expect Yuhuatian who was out of the palace to do business would come back so soon, so that he happened to bump into him making love with Huamanlou.

The second is that he can feel that with the circulation of internal force in his body, the Xiyan Pill is failing, and every part of his body is screaming to stretch and grow.

If Master Meiren's anger is not suppressed as soon as possible, his Gongshi identity will be exposed in front of Huamanlou.

And that's exactly what can't happen now.

"Let's talk about it somewhere else."

The boy wrapped his body tightly in the middle coat and approached the snow-haired man, showing the cutest and most innocent expression that could always soften the latter's heart in the past. He stretched out five fingers to pull the sleeve corner of the navy blue, and acted like a baby mournfully. Said: "Master~"

However, the latter let the boy shake his arm without moving at all: "Get out of the way."

In the early morning mist in Nanzhen, some people wake up from a dream, some do not cut blood at the sword, and some sit in the garden beside the dead willow tree, quietly drinking green tea.

"Miss, miss, you can't drive us out!"

The woman was bloated, and the fat on her face was piled up together, and her facial features could hardly be seen clearly.

She was restrained by the servants and knelt on the ground, like a sow about to be slaughtered. She was trembling all over while running down the tears, and her stubby five fingers kept scratching on the sand, leaving traces.

She was not the only servant in the yard who was about to be sold, indeed the one who howled the loudest and most painfully.

It was as if what she was facing was not just a sale, but some kind of torture.

Meng Ruying was sitting at the top, sipping a cup of tea slowly, her red riding outfit outlined her good figure and at the same time carried a fierce aura, perfectly suppressing everyone.

Huai Jin stood behind her with the scroll on his back, silent and respectful.

"Ding--"

The porcelain teacup was placed firmly on the wooden table by the former, and the crisp sound of the collision made the courtyard instantly quiet—except for the woman.

After more than ten days of vigorous and vigorous rectification, no one in the Meng family despised Meng Ruying because she was a woman. On the contrary, they changed Meng Yuanwai's arrogance when she was not ill, and they all cowered like quails, wishing that Meng Ruying would never see her again. It's better not to see them.

As expected of a eldest lady, a Zong daughter should have such courage.

They commented in private.

"Miss Lao Nu is a son of the Meng family, and three generations of his ancestors have worked as servants in the Meng family—"

The woman refused to let her go, she tried her best to widen the cloudy old eyes under the fat eyelids, and looked at Meng Ruying beggingly and threateningly: "Miss is always kind, please let the old slave live!"

"According to what you said, if I don't let go, I will treat my servant harshly and be unkind to the Lord?"

Meng Ruying stroked the round button on her chest with one hand, and held the elbow of this hand with the other. Her eyes turned and her lips pursed into a smile. For a moment, there was a shadow of redness, proud and forbearing: "Then Count what you have done one by one."

"Huaijin." She tilted her head slightly.

"The first crime is to gossip and disrespect the master's family." Huai Jin said with a general glance: "Since Jiji has guests staying in the Meng residence one after another, you often go to the guests' side. Miss Dao, as a woman, cannot bear the great responsibility of the clan."

"The second crime is stealing the property of the government, with a total of 340 taels of silver."

"Three crimes." Meng Ruying suddenly said: "Is it your granddaughter, Jiaying, who instigated the third-class servant girl who works in my garden?"

She smiled slightly and said: "Seduce Mr. Cui, who was still my fiancé at the time, and even conceived in the fetus - unfortunately, I ordered him to be kicked out of the house. Although he is still missing, these things still need to be settled."

The woman struggled even more when she heard this: "The old slave didn't have one, it was Jiaying who did it herself!"

"Leave her first, and sell the rest now." Meng Ruying ordered loudly.

When the servants in the garden heard the words, the servants and servants who pressed down or were ashen-faced or weeping bitterly left the yard one by one.

The woman's eyes shot out surprise, as if she believed that Meng Ruying would let her go, she stopped struggling immediately.

In the originally crowded courtyard, only five people including Meng Ruying and Huaijin were left, and the two extra servants were pressing down on the woman.

"Father is not good at taking care of the backyard. I have no one to teach me since I was a child, and I am not very proficient in it." Meng Ruying slowly got up, her long hair tied into a ponytail fluttered slightly in the wind, as if she was looking into the distance, As if time has passed, I see the mother I have never met, and my brother who is no longer a stranger at this time, who is far away in the capital: "Even so, I am not so confused that I don't distinguish between loyalty, evil, good and evil."

She walked to the depth of the woman, looked down at the woman, expressionless: "The evil servant deceives the master. The reason why you are so arrogant is because your son used to be his father's book boy, and he was a teacher for several years."

"If it wasn't for that Jiaying retching in the garden, and even provoking me with disrespectful words when I heard the news, I wouldn't have noticed that she was so bold."

She stood with her hands behind her back, and said in a deep voice while the woman looked up in horror: "The sparrow wants to jump on the branch to become a phoenix after it is pregnant, but the phoenix branch in her heart has never known her from the beginning to the end."

Meng Ruying bent down slightly, and met the woman's eyes. She seemed to think of something, and the corners of her lips kept rising, with a bit of malice: "Of course Mr. Cui doesn't know. Because of Jiaying's deliberate planning, the fragrant medicine and spring wine will be used in turn, and finally the one who has a spring breeze , it’s not Mr. Cui at all.”

The woman's eyes were wide open, the corners of her eyes were almost cracked, her lips trembled, and her voice was broken into a broken tone: "It's difficult, could it be—"

"Yes, it's exactly what you think." Meng Ruying straightened her waist, like a pine tree that has experienced frost and snow, standing in the crevice of the mountain: "I know why I suddenly sent the maid to make such a big fight, but my father Do you not hear or ask?"

"Because your granddaughter slept with the wrong person."

"It was my father who was recruited."

"No!!!" The woman suddenly struggled with all her breastfeeding strength, her small bloodshot eyes stared at Meng Ruying, and her greasy lips kept opening and closing, as if she wanted to tear the flesh off of the latter. Come: "Meng Ruying, you slut who has a hard time!!! You deserve it because you can't marry and die alone!!! Jiaying is your same father..."

She can no longer speak.

There seemed to be afterimages of Huai Jin's figure left in the air. She was holding a small knife in her hand. The half of her tongue on the tip of the knife was still flicking, and blood was rolling down.

"!##@3" The woman's mouth was full of blood, and she was rolling all over the ground in pain, even the two servants couldn't hold her down.

"Take care of your tongue." Huai Jin was so indifferent to the two maids, she flicked the knife lightly, and the tongue fell to the ground with blood, bouncing a few times.

The knife that was still bleeding was retracted into the sleeve: "Did you hear that?"

"I hear it."

The two servants nodded in haste, and decided to seal what they saw and heard today deep in their hearts and never show it again.

"Take her away." Meng Ruying turned around, and she stepped up the steps step by step. In the shadow of her back was Meng Yuanwai's determination that was not there before "falling ill": "Talk to Granny Cui, and sell it to the Northwest Bitter Kiln."

The two maids agreed, and dragged the fat woman away who was choking like a dead dog.

The courtyard door slowly closed behind the two of them.

"What happened in such a small mansion?" Meng Ruying sat back at the head, she raised her head and smiled wryly: "The father is unkind, he sells his sons and daughters, kills nearly a thousand children, and he only thinks about himself. The son She died in a foreign country, her soul became a ghost, and she refused to return home for several years. The daughter was unable to help herself, and then turned a blind eye to her father's death, and even manipulated her father's corpse for her own benefit. As for the other daughter, she was bent on planning The older half-sister and husband-in-law, and even because of this and the biological father—”

Her slender fingers covered her eyes, her words stopped abruptly, and she said in a sad voice for a long time: "A third-rank official's family is so dirty, how many grievances are there in the imperial palace and aristocratic family?"

"You know that Jiaying is your younger sister." Yi's figure appeared beside her, and her white and transparent hand gently stroked the top of Meng Ruying's head, but the latter didn't notice it: "After my brother left, my father almost slept the maid in the house for the sake of the boy." Repeatedly...although no boy was born in the end, but a few girls were born, and all of them died except Jiaying." She sneered: "Father didn't care about covering up, as long as there is intention, I will find out , how do you not know?"

"..." Yi also seemed to be shocked by this small but chaotic and complicated family, he was silent for a while: "Don't you need to ask Yuan Meng to entertain those people from the clan today?"

"It's just some small fish and shrimps who came here in a hurry to ask their father. They are not important people. Just let them hang out." Meng Ruying rubbed her brows, and there was no trace of grief on her heroic face. She opened her eyes, and the dark pupils reflected them. A man in a light purple shirt with a decent and elegant demeanor: "The reward you promised to the people in the Yinbing Zhai has been prepared, and it should be on the way now."

Yi nodded silently.

"I don't have much free time starting tomorrow... tell me the story of Empress Xudi."

Drink ice fast, side hall.

Lin Miao... Lin Miao was smiling at the things in the bowl.

His smile is as soft and warm as before, always making those who accept the smile feel like a spring breeze.

If he did smile from the heart.

He raised his chopsticks and poked the pork skin jelly in front of him.

The latter flinched shyly, then trembled as if inviting.

"..."

Lin Miao's smile became stiffer.

Lizi tugged at his cuff, crawled up, picked up a pear from the plate, and sat down on the table contentedly.

It shook the golden pear in Lin Miao's hand as if showing off, and bit it down, the soup splashed all over, wet the white hair around its mouth.

However, Lin Miao, who was ruthlessly provoked by it, didn't notice his pet's elation at all. He was still staring at the jelly of pigskin on the plate, and said with great difficulty: "...in this weather, Huagu, how do you... freeze them?" got up?"

Happily, Huagu used a long spoon to serve the porridge out of a large rough pottery bowl. The soft, glutinous and sweet white porridge simmered for a long time exudes a curl of heat visible to the naked eye. A bowl of porridge was placed in front of Lin Miao, and the powder on her face almost followed her smile: "Yesterday I went to the street to buy some ice and came back. Although it is a bit expensive, it is really good after a few hours of freezing in the ice room." Already, young master, quickly try it!"

"Hua Gu." The crazy old man squatted on the ground, holding a piece of pigskin, and said earnestly, "How many pigs and chickens have we murdered in the past ten days?"

"What do you know!" Hua Gu glared at him, and stuffed another bowl of porridge into the crazy old man's hand, which was so hot that the latter almost dropped the bowl and chopsticks, but because of Hua Gu's threatening eyes, he had to hold it obediently. The expression became more and more bitter: "In order to teach the young master to get better quickly, let alone pigs and chickens, I will make dragon livers and phoenix gall for the young master!"

"...If you want to be someone, they may not give it to you." The crazy old man finally couldn't bear the heat, and he murmured in a low voice while putting the bowl on the ground.

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Shi Zixu didn't move away.

"Wet~"

He simply put his arms around Yu Huatian's narrow waist, and said in a sticky voice, "I really forced—"

Although the young man was stating the facts, in Yu Huatian's eyes, all his actions became a defense of Huamanlou, which also made the latter's eyes accumulate storms, and his anger grew stronger.

Yuhuatian always knew that Shi Zixu had more than one man.

Gong Jiu, he, Jade Rakshasa.

——The last one was even forced to be offered by him.

In addition, there may be people he doesn't know or understand.

Out of sight out of mind.

But that doesn't mean he can remain indifferent when he bumps into Shi Zixu and other men.

What's more, Hua Manlou behind the young man interrupted the former's words, and said sincerely: "Senior Yu, Zixu was not forced, and I sincerely beg you to marry Zixu."

The young man is not tall, and the clothes on Hua Manlou's body are also shorter and smaller. The tightness of the body line can be seen, and the hem of the clothes will exceed the knees.

Although his clothes were disheveled and he looked a bit embarrassed, he came from a wealthy family after all, and his movements were graceful and calm.

Hua Manlou bowed respectfully to Yu Huatian, as nervous as a boy facing his father-in-law.

When Shi Zixu heard this, his eyes widened: "..."

His arm holding Yuhuatian was trembling slightly.

Hua Manlou didn't know anything, so he did Shi Zixu a disservice.

The teenager felt his temples twitching.

It’s over.

Yu Huatian's face became gloomy a little bit. If Huamanlou only doubled his anger, the reaction of apprentice Xiong made him almost unable to control his killing intent.

Shi Zixu's astonishment and trembling body were interpreted as surprise and expectation for Huamanlou's proposal.

Yu Huatian knew Shi Zixu's temperament, so he always thought that the latter had no real feelings for Huamanlou, just like when he was facing Ximen Chuuxue. After all, the latter two were not bad, and Master Xiong especially liked good-looking Men, whenever you see it, you have to get close to it.

——But it turned out that in the fourth year of Peach Blossom Castle, he was the one who sent apprentice Xiong to someone else's bed.

"Ask to marry?"

The snow-haired man lowered his eyes, but he didn't show anything on his face when he was on the verge of fury. He only said to Shi Zixu calmly, "Do you want to go to Jiangnan?"

"In no mood!"

Shi Zixu's arms tightened more and more, and the hairs all over his body stood on end because of the beautiful master's unapologetically happy and angry expression.

If the latter made up his mind to kill Huamanlou, unless the young man risked his life to stop him, he would have no chance of winning.

So he replied almost immediately, "I just want to stay with Master and not go anywhere."

"I'm afraid the governor can't satisfy you."

Yu Huatian stretched out his long arms, and tore off the young man's body. His phoenix eyes fell on Hua Manlou, who was instantly pale when he heard the words, and his black eyes flashed mockingly: "Otherwise you wouldn't have left in Ben Du." In just a few hours, the imperial palace couldn’t wait to "force" others and you to be turned into a red wave--he was still moaning and moaning on the dragon couch last night, saying that as long as he was the governor--the emperor didn’t learn much about his mind, he learned how to change his mind when he saw a difference Full ten."

Shi Zixu was held by the collar of the nape of the neck by Yu Huatian, dangling in the air like a kitten caught in a weak point.

He suddenly looked back at Huamanlou, and then turned his head to Yuhuatian and opened his arms: "Master~ I'm wrong, can't it be okay~"

There was a flattering and flattering smile on the boy's face, and there was no sign of remorse inside. He smiled and said, "Don't be angry anymore, okay? Master~"

Master.

A teacher for a day, a father for a lifetime.

Hua Manlou stood there without moving or saying a word.

It was because of this kind of thinking that he said the words of asking for marriage to Yu Huatian, who is the master of the young man, and he never thought that the young man and his master would also...

His body stiffened involuntarily, and his complexion was not good-looking.

It doesn't look good for anyone when something they firmly believe in is completely subverted.

All this fell into the eyes of Shi Zixu who had just looked back.

The boy blinked, his long and curly eyelashes casting small shadows on his face.

Although it's not in the plan... that's fine.

The young man's words were seven points lazy and three points coquettish. After the sex, the reddish corners of his eyes and the moist eyes were silently expressing charm and charm: "Why can't Master not satisfy me? I just thought of it on a whim." Just want to taste the taste of Hua Daxia, just like I always want to try the new dim sum from Hefangzhai, if you don't like it, you will forget it."

"If Master is angry and wants to punish me..."

The scarlet tongue slid across the red and swollen lips, and the young man smiled and said, "Master, please take pity on me... oh!"

The sudden sharp pain made Shi Zixu forget his words for a moment.

He curled up into a ball in Yuhuatian's hand, his fingers were embedded in the flesh, and he bit his lower lip with his white teeth so as not to make a sound.

The boy's originally ruddy and pretty cheeks turned paper white, the thin skin on his forehead was bulging with veins, and tiny beads of sweat spread all over his body in a breath.

Yu Huatian's movement of wanting to throw apprentice Xiong on the ground stopped because of this.

——The latter's modality is not acting, Yuhuatian can see this.

So he forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, picked up the wet-clothed young man by his knees, turned around and left.

Only Huamanlou is alone in the imperial garden where autumn chrysanthemums are in full bloom, forming a pair of shadows.

In the imperial garden extending in all directions, Yu Huatian hugged the young man across the sea of ​​flowers, and went straight to the Palace of Compassion and Ning, which was the closest in his memory.

Climbing step by step from the little eunuch at the bottom to the most favored lackey next to Concubine Wan Gui, he fell down in the underground palace of Dabaishang Kingdom, and then came back here again. Seventy percent of Yuhuatian's life wasted in the palace.

He is an old man in this huge palace city.

In the past, people in the past died of old age because of strife in the palace or because of the end of their lifespan. Today, not many people in the palace recognize the governor of Xichang who once ruled the world. He kept silent about the gossip about Duke Yu and Concubine Wan Gui in the past, for fear that Duke Yu, who would return to the court one day, would remember his existence.

But if they don't say it, it doesn't mean that those who are related to the past don't know or care.

The first thing Shi Zixu did after ascension to the throne was not to amnesty the world, but to order people to seal the Palace of Compassion and Ning, and he never took another step.

"This...where..."

Yu Huatian removed the boy's chin, so that the latter didn't bite a piece of his lower lip due to the severe pain, but it was also difficult for him to speak after the severe pain subsided like a tide.

Shi Zixu's eyes were blurred, physical tears blurred his vision and even wetted the clothes on Yuhuatian's chest. The young man slowly and weakly raised his palm in the wet touch—the five fingers in his eyes were long and slender, with well-defined joints—Xi Yan The effect of Dan's medicine finally passed.

"Cining Palace."

The snow-haired man gently placed the boy on the imperial concubine's couch, and restored the latter's chin.

The anger in his heart has not dissipated, so his words are very cold: "What's going on."

"Just now, in order to... stop Master from slapping Huamanlou to death with your palm..."

Gong Shi said with difficulty: "I have activated the internal force that shouldn't be activated...the medicine is backfired..."

Hearing this, Yu Huatian withdrew his finger that was about to catch the pulse of Apprentice Xiong. He stood condescendingly looking at the latter with his hands behind his back, and said for a long while, "You still want to go back to the south of the Yangtze River with Huamanlou."

"……Really do not have."

Gong Shi's chest heaved and fell, and the jacket on his body, which was too small for him now, was crumpled like a rag, which not only couldn't cover anything, but also added to the discomfort: "It's just... still needing Huamanlou to live... "

"...:

Yuhuatian lowered his eyes.

There were mottled traces under the boy's slipped jacket, and the criss-crossing red of old and new was particularly dazzling on his pale skin.

The governor of Xichang sneered, turned around with a flick of his sleeves: "You know the truth in your heart."

A hand suddenly reached out and grabbed his sleeve.

The young man propped his precarious body on his elbows, and leaned on the couch, half prone and half sitting, the corners of his upturned eyes were filled with pleading, and he pulled his blue narrow sleeves with blue and white knuckles, "Master..."

"Since you are questioning me...then I...I also want to ask Master a word..."

"This is...the Palace of Compassion and Peace..."

Yuhuatian frowned slightly.

"Do you dare... tell me here... my father..."

"Exactly... who is it?"

"absurd!"

The governor of the West Factory laughed out of anger.

The navy blue dragged and swayed automatically without wind, and the uncontrolled overflow of internal force flicked the weak golden fox's five fingers away.

——The latter fell on his back again because of this, unable to get up.

"Since you won't be able to return to Shi Zixu's appearance for a while."

He said coldly: "Just stay here, when will you clear your mind, and when will you go out."

"boom!"

"..."

Amidst the sound of the door being slammed shut, the golden fox stared straight at the phoenix on the curtain receiving worship from the birds, its body limp into a puddle of mud, motionless.

After half an hour.

The golden fox regained some strength and gently lifted the messy and tangled black hair in the ear, and took out the cloth strip from the cochlea.

These two cloth strips once belonged to Hua Manlou's clothes, but now they are covered with dried black blood clots.

"..."

The golden fox casually put the cloth on the couch, as if it wasn't his own blood that was stained on it, but ordinary water, or something else.

He lay on the couch to rest for a long while before getting up.

The golden fox walked around in the empty Compassionate Ning Palace, and his eyes fell on the huge wardrobe in the back hall.

Five hours later.

The moon is in the middle of the sky, and the lanterns are lit.

Dugong Xichang, who finished approving the memorial in the imperial study, walked slowly towards the Palace of Compassion and Ning under the moonlight.

"Squeak-"

The wooden door in disrepair was hoarse.

In the moonlight that slanted down to illuminate the sleeping hall, there was no one on the messy imperial concubine's couch.

The quilt is cold, which shows that the person who was lying on it has been away for a long time.

"......"

Yu Huatian withdrew his five fingers that had fallen on the couch, and calmly said to Tan Luzi who was carrying a food box behind him: "The emperor is seriously ill, and he will rest tomorrow."

这年头，一不小心就不出场最新更新:2016-11-3012:00:00

For the countless times, Lu Xiaofeng used his index finger to scratch the edge of the human pi mask that connects to the neck.

He is not Lu Xiaofeng now, but Jia Leshan, so he must wear a mask, and must speak in Jia Leshan's voice,

However, although Aunt Clove's human pi mask is lifelike, the touch is really not good, especially the edges are always itchy like ants gnawing.

For a short time Lu Xiaofeng was able to bear it, but now he can only wear this mask day and night, in order to relieve the itching, he can only scratch it from time to time, but it can only relieve a little.

"Two masters."

Li Xia, who was facing Lu Xiaofeng, was smiling, and still speaking at a pace that made the former anxious: "Actually, apart from the two of you, there is another uncle who also came here today, and wants to compete with the two of you for the Rakshasa card." .”

The hall master of the yellow dog with a swollen face was very dissatisfied when he heard the words: "What do you mean, why do people come to buy this Raksha card!"

"Hall Master Yellow Dog doesn't have to be angry."

"Jia Leshan" took a sip of tea slowly, and said with a half-smile and yin-yang eccentricity: "I didn't know that there would be people fighting for you before I saw you. The majestic leader of the Yellow Dog Hall of the Black Tiger Hall will not even pay the highest price for this reason." I don't understand either."

"As expected of Uncle Jia," Li Xia showed no fear in the face of the angry Yellow Dog Hall Master. She turned her head and said to Chen Jingjing, who was beside her, "Go, invite Uncle Hua here."

flower?

This surname is not common, and a person with this surname is capable of producing huge amounts of gold, Lu Xiaofeng doesn't want to do anything but Jiangnan Peach Blossom Fort.

Is it full of flowers?

But Huamanlou's temperament is not