Husband and wife both hook their souls

Xie Yi didn't know how to answer his compliment, the severe pain in his chest made him even more unbearable, so he had to force himself, smiled slightly and said: "Bian'an still has important things to do, so don't let it go, if you need to use Bi'an in the future Ann, you can go to Qingcheng Mountain Sanqing Temple to find me, and I will surely repay you."

The man in Xuan Pao said nothing, just looked at Xie Yi with a blind smile.

Embarrassed, Xie Yi had nothing to say, so he cupped his fists and saluted, intending to leave.Unexpectedly, after walking a few steps, his eyes suddenly went dark, and he fell to the ground and fell into a coma.

It wasn't until Youyou woke up and opened his eyes to see a group of brothers who were concerned about him, that Xie Yi knew that it was the man in the black robe who sent him back to Sanqing Temple. It turned out that the man in the black robe was named Call Yuan Ye.

From that day on, Yuan Ye often appeared on Qingcheng Mountain, sometimes he would sit under a tree and play the Changxiao in boredom; sometimes he would show up suddenly to exchange a few moves with Xie Yi when he was practicing sword.It's just that they don't talk much every time, and the most common expression is staring at Xie Yi and smiling.

"Bian? Bi'an!" Seeing that Xie Yi was in a daze, Fan Hao couldn't help calling him twice, "Bian, what are you thinking?"

"It's nothing, Wushe, shall we move here?"

Fan Hao nodded, since Xie Yi wanted to move here, then he followed Xie Yi's plan and moved here with him, as long as they are still together, it doesn't matter where they live.

……

Yangjian Ruiguo, Ruili calendar 230 years.

The original Jing'an young prince Li Hao succeeded in usurping the throne and ascended the throne as emperor.

At the same time, Princess Jing'an, who was promoted to empress, finally gave birth to a son at dawn after a day and night of childbirth.

Fast forward 20 years later, in Ruiguo Imperial City, in the emperor's bedroom...

"Father, are you feeling better?"

Prince Li Zhao stood in front of the couch and carefully looked at his father Li Hao who was seriously ill. Although Li Hao had not abdicated, he had been lingering on the sick bed for more than a year.

The emperor who was lying on the couch couldn't speak, but he opened his eyes to look at Prince Li Zhao, and smiled reluctantly.

This smile is really because he is pleased, and he is pleased that God has bestowed on him a good prince.Not to mention his dignified and gentle appearance, during the past year of his lingering illness, he has handled state affairs in an orderly manner, and his ability is not inferior to him. Even the selection of the imperial examinations in recent days has been personally reviewed and appointed. How can we not let him feel at ease? The country was handed over to him.

"Three... A..." Li Hao spit out two words indistinctly

Li Zhao guessed what his father wanted to ask, and he just wanted to know the results of this year's palace examination, so he replied loudly: "Congratulations, father, this year's top three are very talented, especially the number one scholar Lang Jingyu, his writing is magnificent and sharp. With the administrative rules of virtue, the emperor likes him very much..."

"Who?" Li Hao seemed to hear a very familiar name, suddenly opened his eyes wide, and asked in a murmur, "Su... Su Jingyu again?"

Li Zhao was stunned. It’s not that he has never heard of Su Jingyu’s name. If it weren’t for the bloody case more than 20 years ago, Su Jingyu, who was executed by Ling Chi, had always been entangled in the heart of his father, and his father would not have been so depressed that he would have become terminally ill. .

"Father, his surname is Jing Mingyu, not Su!" Li Zhaoshen was afraid that his father's illness would be aggravated, so he hurriedly explained.

"Jingyu...are you here...to pick me up?" Li Hao muttered vaguely, "I...I'm sorry...Jingyu..."

After saying that, Li Hao closed his eyes and drove west.

In the year 250 of the Rui calendar, Li Hao, the first emperor of Ruiguo, passed away, and the new emperor Li Zhao succeeded to the throne.

One night, You Cheng's mansion.

The handsome Prime Minister Jing was leaning over the table and concentrating on reviewing a case file. The Boshan stove next to him was full of refreshing mint aroma.

"Jing Aiqing! You really didn't rest..."

Suddenly there was an all-too-familiar voice outside the door, no need to guess, it must be the emperor Li Zhao who came to his mansion for tea every now and then on the grounds of visiting his official business.

Jing Yu hurriedly got up to welcome him out, and sure enough, he saw Li Zhao, the emperor with only one bodyguard, walking towards him with a happy face. Jing Yu was about to bow down, but was stopped by Li Zhao.

"It's the middle of the night and no one is watching, so these etiquettes will be waived!"

"It's too dangerous for the Holy Majesty to go out of the palace at such a late hour with only one guard."

Emperor Li Zhao was born in the same year, the same month, and the same day as him, only a few hours later than him. The two have similar personalities, the same hobbies, and never disagreed in political affairs. Therefore, Jing Yu's official fortune was able to rise steadily until he reached the level of one person. Prime Minister You, who is above ten thousand people.

For everyone, this kind of good fortune is a blessing from the gods, but Jing Yu always feels that something is wrong.

The way of the monarch and his ministers, it is true that the emperor is courteous and the ministers are loyal, but the emperor's etiquette is too heavy.

What made Jingyu feel very disturbed was that Emperor Li Zhao was too close to him, and he often came to his mansion to drink tea on the pretext that the good Longjing that the palace paid tribute to was not as good as the one brought from his hometown by You Cheng's mansion.

Jing Yu sent someone to bring new tea from his hometown to the palace, but Li Zhao said that his tea sea was not good, and he couldn't make that kind of taste. Jing Yu sent someone to send his own set of tea sea to the palace. I thought that Li Zhao was satisfied now, but I didn't expect that he would still come as usual. This time, the excuse was: there is no one who understands tea to accompany him to drink, and he can't drink to that level.

Jing Yu racked his brains but failed to think that the meaning of a tea man is not tea, but a person like tea.

Li Zhao went straight to a wicker chair placed in the hall and sat down without being invited. After glancing at the case, he asked, "Jing Aiqing is really a pillar of the country when she is still handling official business at such a late hour."

Jing Yu ordered his servants to make new tea, while tidying up the files on the case table, he said with a smile, "The sage praised it, but I just couldn't sleep."

"I came here to drink tea with Aiqing because I couldn't sleep!" Li Zhao stretched his waist, glanced around again, and said, "What is Aiqing thinking, why is she insomnia?"

Jing Yu originally wanted to say, 'Why can't I sleep?I just wanted to sleep, but your ancestor broke in, how can I sleep? ’ But as soon as the words came out, it turned into: "Maybe I drank too much tea..."

Li Zhao said nothing, and fixed his eyes on Jing Yu's side face, which was white, clean, and handsome!

The late emperor had many male favorites before his death, but the only one he couldn't forget was a sixth-rank official named 'Su Jingyu'. The late emperor once said that Su Jingyu was like a lotus, a gentleman of the lotus who was not polluted, fresh and elegant.

But now, he has become obsessed with this right prime minister named 'Jing Yu', but in his eyes, Jing Yu is not like a lotus, but like tea!Like his favorite drink, West Lake Longjing!The kind of tall and elegant, beautiful shape, taste...

"Your Majesty, please have some tea."

Jing Yu brought a cup of fragrant tea and handed it to Li Zhao. Li Zhao quickly took it, smiled, and opened his mouth to take a big gulp.

"Be careful!"

"Wow!"

With a bang, the teacup fell to the ground unexpectedly, and Li Zhao jumped up from the wicker chair, being scalded.

Jing Yu was startled, and hurriedly pulled out the handkerchief from his arms to help Li Zhao wipe the corners of his lips.

"Is Your Majesty okay? Why are you so careless?"

"Well……"

Li Zhao grabbed Jing Yu's hand tightly, covered his sore lips with the veil in his hand, and let out a painful whine.

Jing Yu frowned tightly, is the emperor stupid, he doesn't know how to drink such hot tea slowly?

After sobbing for a while, Li Zhao's face turned red, and then he reluctantly put Jing Yu's hand holding the handkerchief from his mouth, but still held it tightly and refused to let go.

"Jing Aiqing... I am in pain..."

Can it not hurt?My mouth is burning hot!Jing Yu couldn't laugh or cry, the emperor acted like a baby in front of him.If someone bumps into him, is that okay?

Jing Yu tried to break free twice, but Li Zhao didn't intend to let go of his hand at all, so he let him hold it, and kindly reminded: "I'm going to get some medicine to apply for the Holy One."

"No! How can I see people with that medicine on my mouth?"

"This……"

Jing Yu lost his mind and didn't know how to deal with this childish emperor.

Li Zhao bent the corner of his burnt lips, and said with a smile, "Aiqing, help me to see if my tongue is burnt?"

After finishing speaking, Li Zhao raised his head, closed his eyes, opened his red and swollen lips, and stuck out a small, red tongue.

Jing Yu looked at the wet and tender red tongue stretched out in front of him, and suddenly felt an inexplicable discomfort in his mouth. This dry mouth was so unbearable that he swallowed unconsciously.

Suddenly realized that his delusion just now was clearly... filthy thoughts!Outrageous!The crime of punishing the nine clans!

Jing Yu couldn't help shivering, his eyes stared straight.

After waiting for a while without seeing Jing Yu's reply, Li Zhao opened his eyes in confusion, and suddenly found that the face of the person in front of him was extremely unwell, red and flushed like he had a fever.

"Jing Aiqing? What's wrong with you?"

Jing Yu hurriedly turned her head away, and replied nervously: "Chen...it's all right!"

"Is it because my mouth is swollen and looks ugly?"

"No...no!"

"Then why are you avoiding me?!"

Li Zhao raised his hand to straighten Jing Yu's handsome face, his eyes were close at hand, his breath was indistinguishable from each other, the warm palm suddenly felt soft and hot, Jing Yu felt dizzy for a while, and pressed Li Zhao, who was half a head shorter than him, violently. She entered her arms, lowered her head and sucked his bright red lips.

capital offense!capital offense!

Jing Yu knew that this was the capital crime of deceiving the emperor, but he didn't want to bear it any longer. Since the day Li Zhaoqin appointed him as the number one scholar, he had already planted the seeds of this crime in his heart, but he had a wicked heart but no courage. The thought only flashed in his mind, and then he was completely suppressed by the thought of swearing to serve the court to repay the kindness of knowing him.

The more depressed and sad, the more Li Zhao dangled in front of his eyes. Jing Yu had such impulsive thoughts not once or twice, but this time he couldn't hold back for some reason.

The death penalty is the death penalty, it's better than suffocating to death!