Pretty State Preceptor Saves the Planet

"Okay, okay, okay." Hong Yao said repeatedly, his eyes became more crazy, the corners of his mouth twitched as if he wanted to smile, and he touched Xie Huai'an's face with his fingertips.

Seeing that the situation was not right, Xie Huai'an resolutely gave up the plan to continue talking about the solar eclipse, covered his mouth and coughed heavily, and fell down on the bed as if boneless.

"That's all for tonight? Your Majesty, go to bed early, and I will go to sleep well."

When Xie Huai'an closed his eyes and smiled, he had the charm of a fairy, but now his eyes are rolling around and lying out of shape, making people want to lift him up straight, to prove that the appearance just now is not a big dream.

Hong Yao seemed to wake up from a dream, and returned to his gloomy eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.He leaned against the railing of the bed, admired the lazy posture of the person on the couch for a long time, and squeezed out a voice from his lips: "Sit up straight..."

Xie Huai'an bit the bullet and delayed for a while, then got up and sat down.

His garnet red pajamas were loosely tied, and after a few tosses, the placket slipped off, revealing his delicate collarbone and looming chest.

Hong Yao said: "Fix it yourself..."

Xie Huaian: "?"

Xie Huai'an lowered his head, ahed, and quickly picked up his belt.

He wasn't familiar with the position of the knot, and he couldn't tie it properly for a long time, with slight sweat oozing from his forehead.

This delicate red pajamas that are thin and see-through is the original owner's aesthetic style, he likes lighter ones, and he didn't ask Kong Qing to change clothes because he was afraid of changing too much and causing trouble.

Kneeling and sitting on the dark dragon bed now, what is it called wearing clothes in front of the little emperor? Hong Yao's brain is probably trying to misunderstand that he is seducing the monarch.

"Let go..." Hong Yao slapped the back of Xie Huai'an's hand.

With a sullen expression on his face, Hong Yao pulled Xie Huai'an's belt and tied it in threes and fives, without revealing a gap.

Xie Huai'an didn't dare to move, feeling an inexplicable unhappiness in his heart.

He has seen the appearance of Xie Shijun in the bronze mirror - there is no strangeness of putting on other people's faces, except for Xie Shijun's weak temperament between his brows and eyes when he is sick all the year round, he is quite adaptable.It seems that I should grow up almost like this.

I don't dare to say that I can travel all over the world with just one face, but if I say it narcissistically, it is at least worthy of a beautiful word.

Hong Yao's attitude is as if he is a firewood stick, reed grass or a big sack, and it doesn't mean that he wants to be treated well, at least he should be more gentle...

Xie Huai'an paused, blinking blankly.

Strange, he and Hong Yao could be decapitated if they disagreed, why did he think so?

"If Mr. Xie doesn't know how to wear clothes, I'll ask someone to pick something easy to wear next time." Hong Yao withdrew his hands, crossed his chest and looked down at his work, his tone was like a cold and silky snake.

"I know, I know." Xie Huai'an pursed his lips, and gathered his clothes again.

"Or... Concubine Ai wants me to do it for me personally, I don't understand the style." Hong Yao's expression eased, and he said teasingly, grabbed the red silk cloth prepared on the lacquer plate, spread his hands and shook it on the bed .

Xie Huai'an was caught off guard like a bride, and his vision was dark red.

"It's getting late, it's time to rest. Please, Mr. Xie, be a favorite concubine again. Will I roll it for you, or do you roll it yourself?"

Xie Huaian: "..."

"I move by myself..."

Right.The emperor pushed the priest to spend lingering love with his concubine in the sleeping hall, countless eyes would stare at the Qianqiu Hall, and the eunuch of the Jingshi Supervisor might still be waiting at the door.Since you want to go out, you must put on the posture of accepting your favor.

Xie Huai'an spread the red silk cloth on the bed, pressed the edge and pulled the cloth to roll to the other side, awkwardly rolling himself into a spring roll.

Hong Yao scooped up the spring rolls and strode out of the hall with them in his arms.

Xie Huai arranged it into a roll and buried his head in the young emperor's neck.

Hong Yao's movements were steady, but his arms were tense. Xie Huai'an suspected that he was a thrower who would be thrown out at any time.He tried to imagine Hong Yao's expression, but he could only think of the gloomy green eyes.

It's too embarrassing...but Hong Yao has developed well, he is really tall.

Believe it or not, the little emperor has to find an opportunity to find out his tone... just don't be so gloomy and scary at that time.

Xie Huaian tried his best to diverge his thoughts, but his thoughts always went around Hong Yao.

The short corridor seems to be several kilometers long.

"Your Majesty!" A shrill voice came, and the eunuch with the eight-character brows came running with his clothes in his hands.

Xie Huaian shuddered, pretending to be powerless and lethargic, and the weight of his whole body fell into Hong Yao's arms.

"Your Majesty, do you dare to ask how lucky you are? You want to stay in the Qianqiu Palace like this? This is against the rules..." The eunuch, the eunuch, said with a flattering smile. The teacher told me."

"Three, I am the rule." Hong Yao kept walking.

"Well..."

After walking a few more steps, the female official of the Qianqiu Palace waited by the roadside: "Your Majesty, the servant girl has ordered someone to prepare hot water. Will it be delivered to His Majesty's bedroom, or..."

Hong Yao ordered: "The side hall. You don't need to worry about it, the night is still long."

The female officer stepped back obediently.

Xie Huai'an understood the meaning of Hong Yao's words, and secretly grimaced.Hong Yao probably hasn't pretended enough, and he will keep asking for bath water in the side hall later, so that he can sit down as a character who only loves the beauty all night long.

Don't these people find it strange?The little emperor was clearly ruthless and lustless written from head to toe.

After finally reaching the vacant side hall, Xie Huai'an fell on the bed and rolled out of the silk cloth, untied himself, retracted into the brocade quilt, covered his head and never came out again.

"Xie Jun is ashamed now, isn't it stuffy?" Hong Yao leaned over and poked the quilt.

Xie Huaian firmly pretended to be dead.

Hong Yao changed the topic: "Xie Jun can observe the will of heaven, and I feel wronged as a servant by my side."

"Forget it, I don't have any ideas." Xie Huai'an's voice was as thin as a mosquito.

"That's it, Xie Jun, sweet dream." Hong Yao didn't bother, and put down the bed curtain.

Xie Huai'an waited for a while, and lifted the quilt to create a gap for ventilation.

The sound of conversation came from outside the hall, probably Kong Qing came to take over the work of the female official of Qianqiu Hall.The candles were extinguished, and the wind outside the window became louder.

Hong Yao didn't leave.

He ordered people to turn off the fire in the courtyard of the side hall, and leaned against the pillars facing the dark courtyard.

In the fourth year of his accession to the throne, Hong Yao was eight years old.A young general followed a special token into the palace, and Hong Yao learned martial arts.

Now Hong Yao is physically strong and has sharp eyes and ears. Standing in the court, he can distinguish the breath of the hidden guards inside and outside the hall, the breath of the living dead, and the whispers of servants.

In the past, he would listen quietly for a while, but tonight he has no interest in all this.

Hong Yao listened to Xie Huai'an's breathing, reviewed every word and demeanor of Xie Huai'an, and waited silently for a thunderstorm.

Celestial masters often say that celestial phenomena are the will of heaven, and he is the only one in the world who can know the will of heaven.

After decades of getting along, Hong Yao knew that the Celestial Master could indeed calculate the celestial phenomena, and that the Celestial Master would go out to preach tomorrow, precisely because he had calculated that there would be rain in the south, and it was the time to deliver the holy message.

But the celestial master's calculation is vague, and it can barely be accurate to a few days, but not accurate to a certain time.

In the palace, there is also the Qin Tianjian who is responsible for divination and calculation of celestial phenomena, but the dozens of subordinate officials there have no real skills. They only cooperate with the judgment of the celestial master to give good and bad predictions and establish various rules of the heavenly religion.

No one can say lightly but firmly that he knows the celestial phenomena of a certain day like Xie Huai'an.

It's as if the celestial master is just picking up the heavenly sounds outside the gate of heaven, and Xie Huai'an is already sitting in the heavenly court overlooking the wind and rain in the world.

is it possible?Is it credible?

Hong Yao stood gloomy.

The night in Zhaoge City is getting darker, the stars and the moon are covered by dark clouds, and the lights inside and outside the palace walls are lit up.

Most people are asleep, but those who are full of worries cannot sleep.

There was a bang of thunder, followed by pouring rain.

It seemed that the rain that had been accumulated for dozens of days exploded at this moment. The raindrops were dense, the thunder was bursting, and almost no other sounds could be heard.

Hong Yao looked up at the dark sky.He was breathing heavily, and his muscles were as tight as iron, allowing the raging rain to wet his chest and back.

the same moment.

On the outskirts of Zhaoge City, deep in a cave full of traps, a young man in brightly colored and complicated clothes played with a small painted wooden bird and listened worriedly.

In an old house in the city, a starry-eyed young man lights up the lamp to read at night, suddenly puts down the book, pulls out a polished sword, strides into the rain and dances.

By the Yuye Pool in Yongle Palace, the sons and daughters who accompanied the Celestial Master to play at night were drenched in thin shirts and screaming coquettishly.

Xie Huai'an slept soundly.In the side hall, the calming incense was lingering in light smoke. He curled up on the bed and had a sweet dream. The crystal saliva slipped from his slightly parted lips and wet a small corner of the soft silk pillow.

The next day, the hall was dark, and the rain outside the window was pattering.

Xie Huai'an made a few vague noises, unwilling to get up.

Kong Qing was waiting nearby, and immediately walked in when he heard the sound.

"Your servant had a fever in the middle of the night, how do you feel now? The maid called the hospital envoy to see a doctor. But it is raining today and the celestial master is out, and the nobles in the Ganlu Palace have a lot of things to do, and the Tai Hospital will not be able to take care of them for a while."

"Fortunately..." Xie Huai'an said softly.He was dizzy and tired, and it took him a while to remember that he lived in Qianqiu Palace, "Where's Your Majesty?"

"Your Majesty is still seeing him off at Chaotian Gate." Kong Qing helped Xie Huai'an up, and rang the golden bell beside the tent.

A few maids were signaled, and came in one after another holding the washing items, tidying up Xie Huai'an who was on the bed, and then another group of people came in to take care of changing and dressing.

"There is no need for makeup, let's keep it simple." Xie Huai'an let the little maids dress up, and woke up when it was time to put on powder.

Although the request was oversimplified, getting up in the morning to make up was only simplified from dozens of steps to more than ten steps, which is still so troublesome.

Xie Huaian felt that he was about to be smoked.

There is fragrance in the pool for bathing, fragrance in the bath beans for washing the face, fragrance in the clothes and robes that have been smoked in advance, and a pile of ointment on the makeup is also very fragrant.The face powder not only needs to be wiped on the face, but also on the chest, abdomen, back, arms and legs. After a set of procedures, I can't wait to fall asleep again.

"Yes..." The little maid holding the white-glazed porcelain pot looked at Kong Qing hesitantly.

The little maid had long heard that Xie Shijun in Lanchi Palace was very difficult to serve, and that the servants would be punished for not being considerate in any trivial matter.After coming to Lanchi Palace, it was her first turn to serve in close quarters, and she was extremely nervous when she heard Xie Shijun speak.

Xie Shijun accepted the favor last night and even stayed in the Qianqiu Palace. It was time to dress up carefully, so why didn't he use it?

Is this sentence true or false, what should I do?It's okay to be physically punished, but don't deduct the monthly money.

"Since Shijun has opened his mouth, you should do as you please." Kong Qing glanced at it and said calmly.

The little maid plucked up her courage, peeked at Xie Shijun's expression from the mirror, and met a pair of smiling and moist eyes.

The eyes are lifted up, with a natural light pink color, which makes people's hearts soften even without makeup.

The most heart-pounding thing was his eyes, there was no arrogance, disdain, contempt or indifference, and he looked over with a gentle smile, as if she was not spying carefully, but just a naughty girl.

ah.The little maid's face turned red immediately, and she immediately became worried again.

Xie Shijun's complexion is too pale, is there really no need to put on some rouge?