Pretty State Preceptor Saves the Planet

Xie Huaian and Pangpang looked at each other.

Fatty tilted his head to the left, and he followed suit.After a while, the bird turned to the right, and he turned his head to the right.

Shaking, Xie Huai'an pursed his lips and snickered to himself.

"Chacha!" The bird lowered its head, arching Xie Huai'an's hand, wanting Xie Huai'an to touch the hair on the top of his head.

"Is he always so nice to others?" Xie Huai'an rubbed Pang Pang, talking to himself with a smile.

The waiting time was a little tough.

Xie Huai'an thought about Hong Yao, and felt that they were really like lovers living together, raising a baby parrot together.

Xie Huai'an tried to calm himself down by thinking about his heirs and the 72nd concubine of the Sixth Court of Sangong... As a result, the fictional emperor in his mind would always turn into a melancholy young emperor.

He changed the way, imagining Hong Yao dealing with people in a sinister and bloody way, but the result was still wrong.

Either he thought of Hong Yao sitting next to him in front of the table in Fenxiang Building, reading scriptures and kissing his face; or he remembered that there was a screen in front of all civil and military officials, and Hong Yao let him lie on the dragon chair.

After an extremely long wait, the door finally opened.

"Sir, the water is ready."

"Let's go..."

Xie Huaian responded, and when he raised his eyes, he found in despair that his heartbeat started to speed up again.

Hong Yao's body was tied with thick hemp rope loops, a wooden basin was held in his left arm, and a towel was placed on his shoulder.

There is no solemnity and majesty at the court meeting, no extravagance when pretending to be a rich man, but homely and simple.

It's like a cohabiting lover who helps him finish the bath water, cleans up the bathtub and hands him a glass of warm water when it's over.

"Sir... the time to be distracted has increased." Hong Yao lowered his eyes and smiled.

Hong Yao asked Xie Huai'an to put on his shoes and socks, supported him with his right hand, and held his hand.

"Chacha!" Pangpang flew off Xie Huaian's lap.

Xie Huai'an struggled for his hand, but didn't break away, so he could only hold Hong Yao and lower his head as a cover.

Hong Yao came back early today, and after a lot of trouble, it was still sunset.

Warm yellow golden light slanted into the eaves, and they walked on the creaking old wooden boards.The vegetation outside the corridor is lush, with dogtail grass and immature wild flowers.

Pangpang didn't fly far away, but jumped all the way at their feet.

Xie Huai'an was in a trance for a moment, and suddenly felt a strange feeling.

"Your Majesty... Do you want to take a bath with Pangpang? I suddenly feel that it should take a bath."

When Hong Yao heard the words, his eyes slightly opened: "Naturally. The basin in my hand is for it."

Fatty yelled twice.

"I said, why does it keep following..." Xie Huai'an laughed, "Do you know when you see the basin?"

Hong Yao said: "Well, I used to wash together often."

"I didn't expect His Majesty to take care of Pang Pang so much."

"Mr. likes it, so I have to protect the silly bird." Hong Yao continued, helping Xie Huai'an to the bath, curling the corners of his mouth.

The gods took care of him, and returned to him after he left.

old times.The blood-red sunset shrouded the dim stables, this was the scariest time of the day.

His little wife likes soaking in water, but doesn't like the blood, so she either takes a bath in the early morning to stretch her muscles, or chooses this time to soothe her mood.

Under the setting sun, Xie Huai'an, who was dressed in white, held his hand: "Have you got the small wooden basin? Take care of Pangpang. After finally fetching water, I might as well wash them all together."

In order to prevent Xie Huai'an from being overly nervous and unable to take a bath, Hong Yao moved a bamboo screen to block the bath.

Xie Huai'an took off his robe in peace of mind, stretched out his feet to test the water temperature, and sank in little by little while leaning on the railing.

The mist is dense, and there is the sound of water splashing in the bathroom.From time to time, there was the chirping of birds and the flapping of wings.

Xie Huai'an folded his hands on the stone covered with towels, looking at the screen with crooked eyes.

Behind the screen are Hong Yao and Pang Pang, a parrot who is taking a bath.

"Your Majesty..." Xie Huai'an called out.

"Sir, please tell me..." Hong Yao's voice came through the mist.

"It's nothing..." Xie Huai'an dipped his shoulders into the water a little, "I still can't imagine that His Majesty would take Pangpang to take a bath."

Every time the big parrot sees Hong Yao, it is cute and winces.

Hong Yao quickly said: "Give it a basin, mix it with warm water, and it will play with water by itself."

Xie Huai'an laughed: "Fat is so powerful, he can wash himself."

"Sir is also very good..." Hong Yao said jokingly, "I don't know how to say it, but I fainted, and I was shocked."

This is to say that Xie Huai'an just failed to take a bath.

Xie Huai'an remembered Hong Yao's drenched appearance again, coming out of the water to tease him, blushing for a while, and said unwillingly: "Your Majesty is, just now when I was talking in the study, I suddenly lowered down and kissed my knee, I thought I made a mistake. You made a big mistake and you're going to be locked up."

Hong Yao said flatly: "I've said it all, this is to express my respect and gratitude to the immortal."

Xie Huai'an wrinkled the tip of his nose: "At the earliest time, when His Majesty finished reading the scriptures in Fenxianglou, he suddenly hugged me and kissed me on the forehead three times."

Hong Yao smiled and said, "Mr.'s memory has improved. It's because I'm exhausted. I want to hug Mr. to gain strength."

What are you talking about?

Xie Huai'an picked up the splash, turned his back to the screen, and said in a muffled voice: "Your Majesty not only kissed my face, but also the sides of my mouth and the corners of my eyes..."

There was a trace of surprise in Hong Yao's tone: "Sir, did you just react now? I allow Mr. to be punished, what do you say?"

"That's not the problem..." Xie Huai'an said, "Your Majesty still let me lie on the dragon chair!"

"Mr. is supposed to stand shoulder to shoulder with me. Is there any problem? Or is the sculpture on the chair stuck to Mr.? If Mr. doesn't like it, forget it."

Hong Yao said: "What else do you want to say? I know everything..."

Xie Huaian: "No more..."

Xie Huai'an looked at his own reflection in the pool, paddled angrily, and continued to lie on the edge of the pool thinking about Hong Yao.

He was sure that Hong Yao was interested in him.

But Hong Yao didn't make it clear, so it was impossible for him to rush directly.

The more Xie Huai'an thought about it, the more he felt that he didn't know enough about Hong Yao.

Hong Yao is a puppet emperor who has been dormant for more than ten years. He has gained his own influence in the deep palace, and he is by no means a credulous person.

Such an emperor tolerated him in every possible way and coaxed him to be a salted fish, instead of vigilantly observing and extracting all his use value.

Hong Yao...should be sincere.

Xie Huaian shuddered when he thought of Hong Yao's treacherous expression when he first met.

He will figure out what Hong Yao wants.

It is also necessary to find out what Hong Yao is looking for in him, whether it is a temporary infatuation, when he likes it, he sacrifices to heaven, and if he doesn't like it, he will be thrown into limbo...

It is also necessary to study how Hong Yao views the issue of offspring.Ah... so troublesome.

When these are not clear, he and Hong Yao will continue to toss each other, and will not be the first to speak, and see who can survive the other!

Behind the screen...

Hong Yao lowered his eyes slightly, looking at the big parrot grooming itself in the tub, with a smile on his lips.

"gentlemen?"

After a while, Xie Huai'an's voice came together with the sound of splashing water: "Please tell me, Your Majesty?"

"Mr. finished talking, I also remembered something..." Hong Yao said, "Mr. slept a few days ago, why every time he slept facing the wall, he rolled over in front of me as soon as he opened his eyes?"

The sound of splashing water became louder, and after a while, Xie Huai'an muttered: "Because Your Majesty is warm, it will pass when you fall asleep."

"After I came back recently, my husband laughed when he saw me. A bird flew over from the sky, and what happened to those people, and even Pangpang had to tell me about a feather in his mouth."

Xie Huai'an said: "That's because... I'm a talkative person, if Your Majesty gets bored, I can chat with Pangpang every day."

Hong Yao said: "Why is it annoying, I like to hear it. And every time I want to walk, there is an extra person in my arms. The husband often says that he wants to walk by himself, but he is very honest when he hugs him."

"Isn't it because... His Majesty said he was wasting time!" Xie Huai'an's water splashed loudly.

"Is that so..."

Hong Yao threw a veil over Pang Pang's head, wiped the bird's feathers, and the smile on his lips never faded.

Hong Yao noticed that the way Xie Huai'an looked at him changed.

The fire he dreamed of was lit, and there were doubts and uneasiness.Like a bird worried about a trap and wanting to pounce on it, hesitating on the spot in a dilemma.

Listening to the sound of Xie Huai'an's bathing water, Hong Yao's thoughts were turbulent.

When he thought of Xie Huai'an's black hair covering his white shoulders, his whole body seemed to be roasted in the fire, and he wanted to kiss the moonlight to blush.

No, not yet.

Hong Yao calmed down and frowned.

For just a split second, he imagined himself embracing and blending with the moonlight, reaching the climax of joy.What surged up in my heart was not hope, but...disgust.

It can't be Mr. Disgust, but simply resisting the matter of intercourse... Hong Yao quickly sorted out the source of his emotions.

He recalled some disgusting memories.

Very early on, before he ascended the throne, the Celestial Master smiled strangely and took him to the Chuigong Hall to visit his biological father, who was covered in stench and slobbering, and had just died on a woman's belly.

Not long after, he visited the Heavenly Master in the Temple of Manna, and saw the swollen birth mother floating in the jade liquid pool, covered with traces of unclean washing.

Afterwards, he hated contact with people so much that he wished he could rub his own skin and grow it again, and he also hated all intercourse.

Well, these are small problems.

Hong Yao wiped off the sweat that didn't exist.

The most urgent thing is that he must continue to endure his desire until the fear in the husband's eyes completely dissipates, leaving no future troubles.

And there is the memory of Mr....

The husband once said that he is a wandering soul who has forgotten all his past. As time goes by, he should remember some things that have nothing to do with the big scene.Judging from the gentleman's reaction just now, maybe one day he will remember the past of the abandoned stable.

He will be fully prepared for this.Now that Feiluan Guard has free manpower, it's time to speed up.

"Your Majesty—" Xie Huai'an said, "I'm done, come in quickly, Your Majesty."

Hong Yao wakes up like a dream.

Hong Yao suppressed the feeling of abhorring sex in his heart, thinking of Xie Huai'an's smile, his expression calmed down.

"is it?"

Hong Yao walked around the screen, embraced Xie Huai'an with a soft towel, and wrapped his white bird well: "I'm not in a hurry, I'll take care of Mr. Wet before entering."

Xie Huai'an didn't know what to think again, he pursed his lips and smiled, avoiding Hong Yao's sight.

Hong Yao briefly dried Xie Huai'an's bundled hair, then wrapped him in a new towel and hugged him horizontally.

"Your Majesty, I haven't put on any clothes yet!" Xie Huai'an exclaimed.

"What's wrong with that?"

"It's a big problem!" Xie Huai'an was so frightened that he hugged Hong Yao, and carefully looked up the eaves, "In case someone wants to come to play with His Majesty..."

Feiluan Guard either walks through the window or through the eaves, and basically never walks through the door.

Hong Yao said: "Sir, you can rest assured. I can tell where the Feiluan guards are guarding. If someone approaches, I will sense it in advance... It's just a few steps away. If you wear it in the way, you will have to take it off later."

"Uh, take off." Xie Huai'an buried himself on Hong Yao's shoulder and stopped talking.

Hong Yao stepped through the door and put Xie Huai'an under the quilt.

Xie Huai'an landed on the bed like a fish, flung off the towel slipperily, rolled into the quilt and shrunk up, only revealing his moist eyes and red eye ends.

The steaming water vapor and medicinal liquid comforted Xie Huai'an, and he was obviously relaxed and weak all over.

"Don't be bored, come out..." Hong Yao spread a white blanket on the bed, "Sir, lie on it."

"No, there's no need." Xie Huai'an didn't move.

Hong Yao opened the low cabinet next to the bed, took out a delicate glass bottle from the bottom drawer, and heard Xie Huai'an breathing harder.

"Sir? Come here, I want to check the previous scars and apply medicated oil all over my body." Hong Yao said calmly.

Xie Huai'an buried his head in the pillow: "Is it okay not to paint?"

"I specially taught Ling Shen the technique of massage, don't you want to try it?"

Xie Huai'an's black hair revealed a little reddish ear tips, hugging the pillow, and moved it to the blanket bit by bit in a prone position.

"Your Majesty, I'm sorry...but I'll just lie on my stomach and not turn over, okay?" Xie Huai'an said softly.

"Yes..." Hong Yao pulled out the cork, poured the milky white medicated oil into the palm of his hand, warmed up his internal energy, and pressed it on Xie Huai'an's smooth back.

Xie Huai'an's waist trembled, and then his whole body trembled slightly.

Hong Yao carefully inspected all the injured skin, and massaged it leisurely with callused fingertips.

Xie Huai'an turned his head to the side to breathe, and begged for mercy: "Your Majesty...itches, oops, hurry up."

Hong Yao paused, then said with a smile, "Sir, you are so hot."

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