Correct posture of masochism [system]

'"Let me go out."

"Your Majesty, it was the Queen Mother who asked the old slave to come over..."

Jiang Yu's eyes turned cold, Lao Hehe's qualifications in the palace were broken, she thought she had the backing of Empress Dowager Cen, and she had a lot of confidence.

As a result, after being pestered for a while, his body trembled due to the low air pressure around him, and he hurriedly took a few young eunuchs to complain to Queen Mother Cen.

Jiang Yu sneered at himself, even if he was an emperor, he wouldn't be able to attack him.

"Ding, don't care about these details."

Jiang Yu was startled by the sudden voice in his head, he said, "I don't care at all, do you believe it?"

"Ding, don't believe me."

"roll."

Jiang Yu walked back and forth in the bedroom violently, while the little Quan Zi outside the door scratched his face anxiously, hesitated again and again and shouted bravely, "Your Majesty, the Empress Dowager has sent someone here."

Just as Jiang Yu sat down on the couch, Empress Dowager Cen took out a few books like a magic trick, and cleared her throat.

"Ye'er read these books, if there is something you don't understand, you can ask...you can ask Aijia"

Jiang Yu randomly flipped through a book, and only after he saw the pictures inside did he realize that it was a book of that kind.

A man, a woman, and two men, neither mosaic nor blurred, startlingly clear, with a myriad of poses and patterns.

The more Jiang Yu looked, the more he could see the great wisdom of the ancients, which was all reflected here, but because of his rich experience, it was a bit boring to watch.

The Empress Dowager Cen on the opposite side took a sip of tea, shifted her position and approached, glanced at it from the corner of her eye, and her face turned slightly red.

"The pose that Ye'er saw is very difficult, and requires a lot of flexibility on the side that bears it, but it's easy to conceive. Pregnant."

Jiang Yu's facial muscles twitched, "My mother really knows a lot."

Empress Dowager Cen moved back to her seat in embarrassment, and she took out several scrolls like a magic trick, and opened one of them.

"This is Wu Qinghong, the third son of Wu Taiqing's family. He is famous all over the world for his melancholy dance, and his figure is one in a million."

"..." Jiang Yu glanced at the man in Tsing Yi in the painting, and then looked at the pair of men in the book who were opening and closing, forgetting everything.

If he really wants to use this, the one who bears it is himself.

The waist must be broken.

Seeing her son's silence, Empress Dowager Cen asked, "Ye'er?"

Jiang Yu said righteously, "Mother's queen, my son is still young."

"It's not too young, your father, at your age, has already been with..."

Maybe some ban was opened.Bogey, Empress Dowager Cen suddenly stopped talking, her expression changed so that no one dared to guess.

"My son, go back and study it carefully." Jiang Yu took the books and left.

All the way to the top.Following Optimus Prime back, Jiang Yu threw the book in the study, and when he lifted the hem of his clothes and finished finishing, he remembered that there was another person in the room.

Jiang Yu's eyebrows were laziness afterward, and he casually put the handkerchief on his leg.Wipe between.Wipe, "What did you see?"

"The subordinates didn't see anything." The voice was cold and unchanging.

Jiang Yu smiled lowly, Mu Mu also knew how to play dumb.

Empress Dowager Cen was worried, her son's lack of enthusiasm for that kind of thing made her unable to accept it.

The issue of offspring is a top priority, and it involves the country and the country, so it cannot be sloppy.

Empress Dowager Cen asked some old doctors from the Imperial Hospital to intervene. Judging from the amount of that time, it does not seem to be hidden.disease.

That is how the matter?

Empress Dowager Cen sighed, her son did not inherit the grandeur of his father.

This day Jiang Yu had just drank a pot of tea with Li Yuan when he was called by the Empress Dowager Cen to watch a play. On the stage at the Imperial Garden, I don't know where to find a troupe, and Jiang Yu couldn't understand what he was singing. .

Before Jiang Yu got close, he caught a figure, he stopped, and he was about to turn around and leave, but he was caught by the other party.

"Weichen see Your Majesty."

This way, Empress Dowager Cen also looked over, Jiang Yu couldn't leave, and watched the other two while walking.

The woman next to Song Yan looked a bit like him, she was Concubine Jin, and the child in her arms was Dafeng's second prince, Ji Chu.

The eight-year-old child already had his own way of thinking, and Jiang Yu was sure in a short time that the child didn't like him, and was even full of hostility.

On the stage there was a fierce confrontation, but off the stage it looked like a happy family.

Song Yan handed over the freshly brewed tea, "Please, Your Majesty."

Ji Chu held Concubine Jin's hand, staring at Jiang Yu with her eyes.

"I haven't been out and about for a while, Your Majesty seems to be quite different from before." Dowager Jin smiled kindly, "Sister must have worked hard."

Empress Dowager Cen raised her phoenix eyes, "The Ai family's children will naturally be taught by the Ai family, it's hard work."

"Sister said so." Concubine Jin touched Ji Chu's head and asked softly, "Didn't Chu Er say that he wanted to see brother?"

Concubine Jin smiled at Jiang Yu and Empress Dowager Cen, "He even made a small gift himself, and he made a fuss about giving it to His Majesty."

Her hand secretly pushed on Ji Chu's back, and Ji Chu's gaze finally averted from Song Yan's body. He took out a small wooden dragon from his sleeve and put it on the table.

"Zi'er hopes that brother Long is in good health."

Jiang Yu swept across the dragon's tail and saw several sunken notches, which were obviously smashed on purpose, and he didn't have the slightest intention to reach out to grab it.

The atmosphere is a little uncomfortable.

The smile on Concubine Jin's face gradually faded, and Song Yan who was on the side slowly said, "Your Majesty and the second prince's brother have love, which is the blessing of my subjects."

One word from him resolved the situation.

Empress Dowager Cen couldn't help but look at it carefully, the young man whom she had been jealous of all the time changed his appearance to dust, elegant and graceful, he was indeed one of the best in the world.

She took all precautions and tried all means, but she still couldn't prevent this person from sitting in a position below one person and above ten thousand people.

The power is too great, which makes her often sleepless at night.

Empress Dowager Cen looked at her son who was staring at that man, she suddenly lowered her voice and asked mysteriously, "Is Ye'er interested in someone?"

"Huh?" Jiang Yu looked at Queen Mother Cen, turned his mind a few times, nodded and said yes, kept his eyes on Song Yan, and forgot to look away.

Empress Dowager Cen almost knocked over the teacup by accident, she looked a little shocked, and held back for a long time, "Can you control it?"

"What?" Jiang Yu didn't hear clearly.

Empress Dowager Cen shook her head, and looked at Song Yan opposite with a heavy heart.

The opera singer on the stage was singing up and down, and the colorful clothes were flying around, it was so beautiful that she no longer had the mood to watch it.

Watching this scene really made people feel indigestion, on stage and off stage, several people separated after the show.

Jiang Yu stopped on the way back to the dormitory, and told Xiao Quanzi and a group of eunuchs and maids behind him, "Don't follow."

A palace maid whispered to her ear, "Your Majesty seems to have changed after waking up."

Little Quanzi frowned, he gave everyone a look, and warned, "Eat your own bowl of rice well, be deaf and blind, don't take yourself seriously, the most important thing in the palace is lonely soul Ghost, one more than you is not too many."

Everyone lowered their heads, "Yes."

This Jiang Yu came to the place where he left just now, there were only a few maids cleaning up there, and he searched around again, where is the person?He also hoped to eavesdrop on something about the Song family siblings.

Suddenly, a voice came from behind, "Your Majesty is looking for this humble minister?"

Jiang Yu's back stiffened, he turned around and denied without blushing, "No, it's my naughty Dalmatian that disappeared."

Song Yan had a smile on his lips, "The minister will look for it with His Majesty."

"Then there will be Prime Minister Lao Song."

"It's the duty of a minister."

"Your Majesty, there is a lake, and it's time to go into the water if you go any further."

"I'm just looking at the lake."

The two monarchs and ministers acted with each other, and they didn't notice the child on the other side of the lake.

The uncle said that he had to go back to deal with official business and could not accompany him, but he was joking with that person, and the branch in Ji Chu's hand snapped.

The little eunuch next to him exclaimed, "Second Prince, your hands are bleeding!"

Ji Chu kicked the little eunuch, and then kicked it hard a dozen times, "You dog slave."

"A waste is a waste, what qualifications do you have?" Ji Chu's eyes glowed with jealousy, he wanted to grow up quickly.

I don't even know who that sentence was scolding.

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After a few days, Shi Qi finally had a clue. He found some pieces of ink in Li Yuan's secret room.

Jiang Yu asked Xiao Quanzi to come over to confirm, Xiao Quanzi looked at them one by one, pointed to three of them, "This is the ink His Majesty has always used."

Jiang Yu picked up three pieces of ink and put them in front of his nose, except for the smell of the ink itself, there seemed to be nothing else.

I remember when the original owner had an accident, all the imperial physicians in the imperial hospital could not find out the root cause of the disease, but one of the imperial physicians died suddenly not long after, could it be related?

Jiang Yu rubbed his fingers on the ink, he suddenly thought of some possibility, and immediately ordered Xiao Quan to check if there was any problem with the ink.

Little Quanzi grew up in the palace, and saw many ugly plots, he didn't go to the Tai Hospital stupidly, but found a way to find an acquaintance, a childhood playmate of him.

Jiang Yu didn't have to wait long for the results to come, and the three pieces of ink were all mixed with a chronic poison.

Every time Ji Ye uses the ink, it will evaporate into the air a little bit, and it will seep into the body over time.

Li Yuan was summoned into the palace, the moment he saw the three pieces of ink on the table, his expression changed dramatically, from fear, disbelief, panic, to a final freeze of relief.

Jiang Yu sat behind the table and sipped tea slowly, "Teacher, I'm waiting for your explanation."

Li Yuan didn't try to quibble, nor did he pretend to be stupid, he laughed, his face covered with layers of gully was full of relief, and there was a trace of pride in being a teacher.

"The old minister is really old and dizzy. These years, he has not recognized His Majesty's wisdom."

Jiang Yu put down the teacup, threw another object on the table to the ground, sneered condescendingly, "Teacher, what else do you want to say?

Li Yuan looked down at the file of the case four years ago, and he sighed, "I know that I am ashamed of the great trust and trust of the late emperor, so I have nothing to say."

In order to be able to conceal his son's crimes and prevent the family from being stained, he accepted the help of that person and had to take the ink given by him with him.

But he didn't know that Moli was poisonous, and he never thought that it would harm His Majesty's life.

Later, His Majesty came back from the dead, and he had too many opportunities to reveal the whole thing and confess, but he dared not say it.

He has been educating others and hypnotizing himself with benevolence and morality all his life, but in fact he is just a mortal who cares about reputation and fears death.

Li Yuan looked again at the children he had seen growing up, "With His Majesty's intelligence and forbearance, sooner or later he will control the court."

This child hid himself too deeply and deceived everyone, including his teacher.

Late Emperor, you didn't see that His Majesty had such a plan, did you?

If he had known in advance, the second prince would probably be sitting in this position.

The first emperor thought that His Majesty was kind and simple, that he would be a wise king, and that the most scheming person would sit on the throne, but he didn't know that the other party's city could compete with Song Yan.

Jiang Yu leaned back on the chair, tapped the table with his index finger, "Who ordered you to do that?"

After a long time, Li Yuan closed his eyes, "Yes..."

A subtle sound of piercing the air mixed into the eardrums, Jiang Yu stood up abruptly, watching Li Yuan fall to the ground, a large amount of blood spread from the back of his heart.

Jiang Yu stared at the arrow on Li Yuan's back with a terrifying expression on his face.

He glanced around the study, and found that there was a ghost inside the hidden guard.