Mrs. Rebirth

The slippery woman frowned for some reason, instead of feeling warm, she was a little annoyed.

He gently let him go without asking anyone to wait on him, got out of bed and put on his clothes, and when he was about to leave, Zuo Xiaolang was still sleeping.

"Why is this little thing's alertness so low today?" Zhan Zetian thought to himself, but he was a little proud because he didn't wake him up.

When Zuo Xiaolang woke up, he found that Zhan Zetian was no longer around him, and the temperature of the other half of the bed had dissipated.

"Come here..." Zuo Xiaolang called out the door.

His personal servant opened the door and came in, trotted to the bedside and asked, "My lord, what are your orders?"

"When did brother Prince leave?" Zuo Xiaolang sat up holding the quilt.

"Back to the son, His Royal Highness woke up at three o'clock in Yinshi, and went out with the third master after breakfast."

Only then did Zuo Xiaolang remember that Zhan Zetian had already started to participate in the early court, and even Yang Chengyi was waiting for the examination room next year, if he was named on the gold list, he would be able to enter the court as an official.

Thinking that the friends who used to attend class together will be separated like this, Zuo Xiaolang still feels a little uncomfortable.

He got up and got dressed, washed and walked to the old lady's yard. Although the old lady said that there is no need to wake up in the morning and evening, Zuo Xiaolang is used to getting up every day to visit her old man's house, and then the grandparent and grandson eat together.

In the early morning of this day, the Minister of the Ministry of Rites once again proposed the matter of choosing a concubine for the crown prince, Zhan Yuanfeng nodded in agreement, and asked the Ministry of Rites to report suitable candidates.

But this has encountered another problem. There are no concubines in the harem who have the status to preside over the overall situation. Such a major event as the selection of the crown prince can't be let a noble person take care of it, right?

Zhan Yuanfeng said without thinking: "The Empress Dowager is old, don't disturb her old man, I will take full responsibility for this matter, and after the person is selected, the Ministry of Rites will undertake the concubine acceptance ceremony."

The ministers breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the emperor did not say anything about letting that person take charge of the overall situation. They could turn a blind eye to see the emptiness of the emperor's harem, but they could not accept letting a man enter the harem.

As the party involved, Zhan Zetian kept his head down and did not speak, as if what everyone was talking about was not his lifelong event. After the court was over, he was called into the imperial study by Zhan Yuanfeng alone.

"Do you have a favorite candidate in your heart?" Zhan Yuanfeng asked straight to the point.

"..." Zhan Zetian paused for a while, and replied: "No, it's all up to the emperor!" A figure flashed in his mind, and Zhan Zetian secretly despised himself.

When the father asked him about his favorite candidate, he actually felt that Zuo Xiaolang was very good, well-behaved, quiet, intelligent, and independent. It must be a very satisfying thing to have such a princess.

Zhan Yuanfeng originally only asked symbolically. If there was such a person, he could not have known about it. "In this case, wait for the Ministry of Rites to present the selected portraits, and then take your time."

Seeing that his son was indifferent, not at all happy about marrying a wife, but he didn't look like he was completely unhappy, Zhan Yuanfeng raised his brows, and couldn't see his thoughts clearly.

But this is not important, if he really has someone he wants, then he has to fight for it himself, the only thing he has to do is to ensure the royal family's blood inheritance.

After Zhan Zetian came out of the imperial study room, he walked aimlessly in the palace, and unknowingly walked to the upper study room, and now there is no one there. This morning, he also heard from Zuo Shangshu that Zuo Xiaolang was going to other places. News about entering the academy.

"Hey..." Zhan Zetian turned and left, with strong reluctance and longing that he couldn't understand.

After the decree was conveyed, the selection of the concubine proceeded extremely quickly, and within a month, there was a portrait of the noble daughter of the family who was finally selected in front of Zhan Zetian.

"How? Which one do you value?" Yang Chengyi looked at the three portraits over and over, commenting from time to time.

"How did you inquire about the matter?"

"Hey, this is a matter of your life, how dare I delay?" Yang Chengyi held up the first portrait and said: "General Fu's daughter, it is rumored that this girl has a rough appearance and a pungent personality. I deliberately found someone to sneak into the general. The government has seen it, and it looks more beautiful than this portrait. I don't know how General Fu offended the painter, but it is true that he has a fierce personality.

The eldest granddaughter of Yushi Zhongcheng's family is a famous beauty in Kyoto. It is rumored that she is the most beautiful woman in Kyoto after the fifth princess. I don't know if this is true, but there are rumors that it is this The beauty already has her own heart.

The last one, the little granddaughter of Shang Shoufu, is plain-looking, but she is the most educated and sensible. The strange thing is that this girl is not well-known in the capital city, and many people don't even know that such a person exists. The sisters in Chen's family had contacts with her, and they all found out. "

"Oh." Zhan Zetian responded meaninglessly, but still did not make a decision.

Yang Chengyi has been helping him with errands for many years, and he naturally took on the role of a staff member, "Among the three, if you marry General Fu's daughter, you can gain military power, and with the support of the Duke of Zhenguo, your position as the crown prince will be secure. It’s like a mountain; marrying Yushi Zhongcheng’s granddaughter and getting a beautiful woman, isn’t that what a man dreams of? As for the granddaughter of Shang Shoufu, she is probably the most suitable person among the three to be a good wife.”

Zhan Zetian casually flipped through the three portraits, and finally picked out the granddaughter of Shang Shoufu. It is enough to have the military power of the Zhenguo government, and the face is fleeting, so what's the use of being beautiful?It's better to pick a woman who can manage the housework well.

Seeing his dissatisfaction, Yang Chengyi joked, "It would be great if there was a woman of the right age in the Duke's Mansion. Marrying one is equivalent to having everything."

Zhan Zetian automatically brought Zuo Xiaolang into this role, he thought, if Zuo Xiaolang was a woman, he would definitely marry her, and no one would be more suitable than him.

"Yeah, why isn't he a woman?" Zhan Zetian said to himself.

"Ah?" Yang Chengyi blinked, and it took him a long time to realize who he was, "This... Even if Zuo Xiaolang was a girl, you are not worthy of your age, and the ministers will not wait five years to give you Choose a concubine."

Zhan Zetian shook his head and smiled wryly, "Thinking too much, this assumption doesn't exist at all." Where in the world did this come from?

"Why don't we ask Zuo Xiaolang to come and take a look? It's also good for more people to refer to." Yang Chengyi eagerly wanted to know what Zuo Xiaolang would think of these three women.

Zhan Zetian's face darkened, and he refused without even thinking about it. Not only that, he also told Yang Chengyi not to tell Zuo Xiaolang the result.

"Why? This is a great happy event." Yang Chengyi asked suspiciously. Even if he wanted to hide this news, he couldn't hide it. Zuo Xiaolang would know about it one day.

"Then let's talk about it when the date is settled." He would rather Zuo Xiaolang was no longer in the capital at that time, and it would be better... what would be better?Zhan Zetian frowned and thought hard, why did he reject Zuo Xiaolang from knowing about this matter?

Zhan Zetian never thought that he had any unreasonable thoughts about Zuo Xiaolang, and always felt that he just regarded him as his younger brother, and all differences were based on family affection.

After waiting for many years, Zhan Zetian recalled the entanglement during this period of time, and had to feel annoyed at his own slowness. So, did he think differently about Zuo Xiaolang so early on?

Extra Story of Zuo Xiaolang's Growth ([-])

The concubine acceptance ceremony of His Highness the Crown Prince was very grand. Since there had been no happy events in the palace for many years, neither Zhan Yuanfeng nor the court officials wanted the wedding banquet to be too shabby.

Zuo Xiaolang, as the son of the Duke of Zhen, must be present on such a day, not to mention that he also bears the title of accompanying the prince, but all day long, he sat in a corner sullenly, ignoring anyone, whatever Everyone could see that he was not happy.

"What's wrong? Don't tell me you're not happy for your prince's elder brother to get married?" Zuo Shaoqing took the time to ask Zuo Xiaolang.

Zuo Xiaolang shook his head and stammered his answer: "It's not...it's just...it's too noisy."

Zuo Shaoqing frowned slightly, when will this kid think he's noisy?I'm just like a monkey, isn't it the most lively one?

He rubbed Zuo Xiaolang's head, and gave him an unscrupulous suggestion, "After the ceremony is completed, you can go to the bridal chamber. You are young, and no one will interfere with you."

"Trouble in the bridal chamber?" Zuo Xiaolang rolled his eyeballs, nodded and said, "Then just go and see what kind of celestial beauty the Crown Princess is!"

These days, Zhan Zetian was so busy preparing for the wedding banquet that they hadn't seen each other for almost ten days, tsk, there really was a beauty and he forgot his brother, Zuo Xiaolang curled his lips.

Zuo Shaoqing leaned into his ear and smiled and said, "Don't be disappointed when you see it. I heard that the Crown Princess is dignified, virtuous and steady, and the one who can be praised so much is probably not a fairy beauty."

"Why do you want to marry someone who is not a beauty?" Zuo Xiaolang asked puzzled, not admitting that he had such a taste of gloating.

"Cough cough... marrying a wife is like marrying a virtuous person, how can you only look at that face?"

"Really? Why did father marry you in the first place?"

Zuo Shaoqing's eyes widened. He was just over [-] years old and still maintained a handsome appearance, with a tall and straight figure. Wearing first-grade court clothes, he was definitely the most outstanding person in this hall.

"Brat, do you mean that you only have a good-looking face for your father?" At the beginning, many people thought that Lu Zheng was looking for his skin, but he knew that although he was good-looking, he was not the best. Yes, if this face could fascinate Lu Zheng, he would have been abandoned a long time ago.

Zuo Xiaolang blinked, smiled and fell into Zuo Shaoqing's arms, smearing Lu Zheng and saying: "Father said this himself, and it has nothing to do with me."

Zuo Shaoqing knocked on him and pushed him away: "Come on, the couple has been sent to the bridal chamber, why don't you go and see it!"

The smile on the corner of Zuo Xiaolang's mouth froze for a moment, then he rushed to the East Palace quickly.

In the new house, a group of royal ladies were laughing and teasing the princess, whether they meant it or not.On the first day of the wedding, no one would trouble the princess.

Zuo Xiaolang squeezed in, and the appearance of probing his head immediately caught the attention of the ladies.

"Ah, isn't this Lu Shizi? Why didn't he come here from the hall?"

"Could it be that you want to see the bride and plan to marry one for yourself in the future?"

"Haha... What kind of girl Lu Shizi likes, do you want Auntie to pay attention to you?"

Surrounded by a group of women, Zuo Xiaolang blushed a little uncomfortably, but he did not forget why he came, and smirked and said, "I'm still young, how do I know what I like?"

Fortunately, Zuo Xiaolang is sensible, so he won't tell these women that he will marry a man in the future.

He secretly glanced at the woman sitting on the bed, and happened to meet her eyes. At first glance, he felt that the princess was not very good-looking, she was just ordinary and delicate. At the second glance, he felt that this girl was not bad. , Her eyes were different from most of the women he had seen, with wisdom and innocence.

Although this kind of woman won't make people fall in love at first sight, but she can win people's goodwill. Zuo Xiaolang thinks that maybe it's not too bad for the prince's brother to marry her.

After this idea popped up in his mind, Zuo Xiaolang couldn't stay any longer, left those women who wanted to get in touch with him, and ran out quickly.

He didn't go back to the main hall, but directly went back to Duke Zhen's mansion. The dark mansion was quiet, and he sat alone in the yard, feeling restless, but he didn't know what was going on.

The next day, Zuo Xiaolang packed his luggage and told Lu Zheng and Zuo Shaoqing that he was going to the academy in advance so that he could get used to it first.

Although Zuo Shaoqing was reluctant, he agreed, Zuo Xiaolang is not an impulsive and reckless child, and has the ability to protect himself, so he has no reason to tie people too tightly.

Zuo Xiaolang has been away for five years. Although he also returned to Beijing during the period, he lived in a hurry for a few days. He only entered the palace every New Year's Eve and Spring Festival. They satirized each other a few words, but he knew that the old feeling was gradually disappearing.

Especially on the New Year's Eve of his second year, when the big belly concubine and the prince stood together to receive congratulations from everyone, he realized how dazzling this scene was.

As people grew up, some things gradually became clearer, and the feelings that were considered normal before gradually changed. Even he was surprised by this change.

He became afraid to look into Zhan Zetian's eyes, hated stepping into the palace gate, and sometimes deliberately concealed his news even when he returned to the capital.

Five years later, he ended his academic career at the academy, and spent two years traveling the world, sometimes being a knight-errant who hates evil, sometimes playing the role of a gentle scholar, and sometimes mixing among the common people, experiencing all the vicissitudes of life .

He had been to Crane City and met his biological father. Regarding this matter, his father did not hide it from him. Instead, he told him the events of that year in detail. He was just enlightened and couldn't remember many things clearly. , but also remember that there is such a person.

Seeing that man married a wife and gave birth to a son and daughter, he just glanced at it from a distance, without the slightest urge to recognize his relatives.

Afterwards, he went out to sea and took an identity from his father, treating him as a newly enlisted soldier, patrolling overseas with the navy, and occasionally confronted one or two groups of pirates.

In recent years, the pirates in the coastal waters of Dayang have basically been wiped out, but there is no guarantee that no one will remain, and several overseas countries are ready to move, so it might as well not.

After going out to sea, Zuo Xiaolang even dropped out of the team halfway and went to Huoluo Kingdom, where he saw the local customs and customs, and sent back a lot of news for Lu Zheng.

When he stepped into Kyoto again, he had entered Tianfeng for 16 years.At this time, Zuo Xiaolang, while outside, no one would call him by this name, he used his first name --- Lu Xiaolan.

"Father, I'm back." Zuo Xiaolang rushed all the way into Zhen Guogong's mansion, shouting at the top of his voice, chasing after the two new gate guards.

The two of them didn't know the eldest son of the Duke of Zhen's mansion, and when they saw his name, they rushed into it without hugging him. They were so frightened that they rushed to arrest him. They didn't expect to hear this sentence before they could catch up.

The two who were still suspicious at first retreated when they saw Butler Luo running out.

"Uncle Six." Zuo Xiaolang called out kindly, and he was still kind to this person who watched him grow up.

At this time Luo Xiaoliu had been promoted to be the butler of the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion. The old butler had passed away two years ago. He dragged Zuo Xiaolang up and down to look up and down, and couldn't help frowning and said, "It's dark and thin."

Zuo Xiaolang smiled and showed his white teeth. After a year of floating in the sea, he was indeed tanned, but he was definitely not skinny. He was not fat in the first place.

"Where are my father and them?"

"One has gone to the yamen, and the other has gone to the military camp. They are both restless masters. The old lady should have received the news by now. Go and see her."

"Okay." After Zuo Xiaolang finished speaking, he ran into Nuanxiang Pavilion like flying.

The eldest son returned to the mansion, and the Zhen Guo government was immersed in the lively reunion for several days. Zuo Shaoqing even changed his schedule of leaving early and returning late, and spent a lot of time interrogating Zuo Xiaolang about his experiences during this period .

But anyone with a discerning eye can see that Zuo Xiaolang is doing well, his eyes are sharper than before, his body is stronger, and his whole body exudes a sharpened edge.

At this time, Zuo Xiaolang still can't achieve Lu Zheng's introverted and deep, just like a sword drawn out of its sheath, ushering in the most wanton time of life.

On the one hand, Zuo Shaoqing lamented his son's growth, but on the other hand he was worried about his growth, especially after asking him if he had a crush, the other party just smiled and shook his head without answering.

That night, Zuo Shaoqing and Lu Zheng talked about the important events in Zuo Xiaolang's life. According to him, if Zuo Xiaolang doesn't reject women, he should marry a girl for him.

Lu Zheng doesn't comment on this, it doesn't make any difference to Zuo Xiaolang whether he likes women or men, and he doesn't mean to let him go on which track, everything depends on her own ideas.

Zuo Shaoqing couldn't help but punched him, "Then why are you going to ask him what he thinks? He's all gone, and he's about to reach the crown. Do you want to live alone?"

Lu Zheng curled his lips, "Didn't I know you at this age back then? Why are you so anxious? Fate is not something you ask for?"

"Sure enough..." Zuo Shaoqing said to himself: "The upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked!"

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Extra Story of Zuo Xiaolang's Growth ([-])

"When did you... come back?" The already young Zhan Zetian looked at Zuo Xiaolang in front of him unexpectedly. They hadn't seen each other for three years, and three years can change many things.

He looked at the young man who was taller than himself, and felt the passage of time. The last time he saw him, he felt that he was still a child younger than himself. When he came back this time, he was completely different.

That resolute temperament is really not comparable to that of a person who has lived in the imperial city for a long time, Zhan Zetian couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Over the years, he often thought of their past, and thought more than once, how good it would be if he could keep them by his side?Then you can watch him grow up, look at his innocent smile, but he also knows that such growth is not as good as training people from traveling abroad.

Zuo Xiaolang patted his head and replied with a smile: "I've been back for a few days, and I'm resting at home."

The two looked at each other, but they didn't know what to say. Zhan Zetian was not talkative in the first place, and Zuo Xiaolang kept suppressing himself because of a certain thought in his heart.

"What are your plans in the future? Shouldn't you join the court?" Zhan Zetian asked with hope.

Zuo Xiaolang glanced at him quickly, "Father wants me to go to northern Xinjiang to stay for a few years, although the two countries are not at war now, minor encounters are inevitable, and you cannot be a good general if you haven't been to the battlefield. "

"Leave again?" Zhan Zetian didn't know how to describe his mood at this time, as if his long-awaited hope had suddenly been shattered, but he had no position to keep Zuo Xiaolang.

Zuo Xiaolang secretly thought: If you don't leave, why don't you stay in the capital to watch your husband and wife love each other and have a lot of children and grandchildren?

He didn't know when he had this feeling for Zhan Zetian. He was the first sexual dream object after he grew up, and he was the one who had been thinking about him all these years, but this feeling came too late, so he couldn't start it.

Zhan Zetian clenched his fist, and slowly put his hand on his shoulder. The hard shoulder under his palm made him feel a little dazed. The soft little guy who could be held in his arms in his memory really didn't exist anymore.

"Call Yang Chengyi to get together tonight. He just had a boy a few years ago and is already a father. When will his cousin get married?"

The corners of Zuo Xiaoliu's lips twitched slightly, and he looked straight at him, "Fate is something that can never be met, maybe you don't marry for the rest of your life." Who made him think about someone he shouldn't?

"How is this possible? Can Lord Lu and Master Zuo allow you to do such nonsense?" Zhan Zetian made up his mind that if he was still married when he ascended the throne, he must give him a marriage.

The Duke of Zhen's mansion already has thin blood. If this person is allowed to do nothing, wouldn't he be watching him die alone?

Thinking of this possibility, Zhan Zetian couldn't help but feel distressed, "How can life-long events be trifling?"

"Brother Prince, don't worry too much. Of course, my father is in charge of my affairs, so don't worry about it." He believed that as long as he persisted, the two fathers would not force him to marry a wife.

That night, the three of them gathered in a restaurant outside the palace. After drinking and eating, their relationship slowly recovered. After all, they had grown up together, and their relationship was so deep that ordinary people could not compare.

Yang Chengyi pulled Zuo Xiaolang and asked him a lot about his travels, "I'm really envious. If I have the opportunity, I would like to travel all over the world, and I would like to visit other countries as well. I'm bored in Kyoto every day, and my vision narrows."

Zhan Zetian took a piece of meat for Zuo Xiaolang, watched him eat it without a word, and felt satisfied. He turned to Yang Chengyi and said, "You have stayed in the Imperial Academy for long enough, and it is time to go out." Do something real."

Yang Chengyi froze for a moment, and then happily asked: "Is Your Highness going to arrange for the minister to be released?"

"If you don't want to part with your Lin'er, you don't have to go."

"Go, of course I want to go, but I don't know where Your Highness wants me to go?"

"Looking at Dayang, rich merchants gather on the eastern coast, and the people are rich. Although the south is classified as barbarians, it is not considered poor. The north is not only poor but also has Beidi who has been harassing the border. The west has always been the most neglected and difficult to manage by Dayang. I think north or west is the most suitable place."

Yang Chengyi felt a little depressed when he heard that he was going to such a place where no birds shit. However, compared with the rich and prosperous southeast, it is indeed easier to make achievements in the northwest.

"Okay, I will definitely make some achievements, otherwise I will be ashamed to return to Beijing."

Zhan Zetian nodded, secretly paying attention to Zuo Xiaolang's expression, wondering if he would be willing if he wanted him to stay in the capital.

Zuo Xiaolang drank a lot of wine, his cheeks were a little red, he was very good at drinking, for a period of time, he drank with the grass and grass every day, and he was rarely seen drunk, he stood up and cupped his hands and said: "Drink too much, I'm going to the bathroom."

Yang Chengyi immediately stood up, "I'll go too, together."

Zhan Zetian frowned, he wanted to go together but he couldn't hold back, it was just going to a hut, why bother to go together?

Yang Chengyi and Zuo Xiaolang walked out of the private room, and immediately lowered their voices and said, "Your Highness never had a chance to say that before you see His Highness, don't mention the princess in front of him."

"Why?" Zuo Xiaolang asked curiously, although he didn't want to mention that woman at all.

He didn't specifically inquire about Zhan Zetian's life these years. Anyway, as His Royal Highness, he has been receiving constant news.

"I guess you don't know. The Crown Princess is gone. Your Highness and the Crown Princess have a deep relationship. I'm afraid you will hurt him if you mention it."

"What do you mean not here? Why don't I know?"

"I don't know much about this. I only know that the princess died in childbirth. The child was saved, but the adult is gone."

Zuo Xiaolang was shocked. Logically speaking, it is impossible for such a big event to have no news. Why didn't he know?

"These years, the East Palace has always been only the Crown Princess. Everyone knows that His Highness and the Crown Princess have a deep relationship, so no one dares to publicize it."

Is it deep?Zuo Xiaolang recalled what he saw just now, he seemed to be a little depressed, but he didn't see any grief or sadness at all, could it be that he was hiding it well?

Zuo Xiaolang tried his best to ignore the small thoughts that popped up in his heart. He warned himself that this was not feasible, but he couldn't help but think of his father and daddy, Uncle Huang and Uncle Cao. It seems... that there is no chance at all.

Back in the private room, Zuo Xiaolang had a little more thought, so he observed Zhan Zetian more carefully. Looking at it this way, he was even more sure that Zhan Zetian didn't have too strong pain of frustration.

Saying goodbye in the middle of the night, Zhan Zetian sent someone to send the drunken Yang Chengyi back, and he sent Zuo Xiaolang back to the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion.

Inside the carriage, Zuo Xiaolang leaned against him with his eyes closed, secretly thinking about how he should do it.

A warm palm touched his forehead, and the man's cold voice sounded in his ears, "Is it uncomfortable?" Zhan Zetian thought that Zuo Xiaolang had drunk too much, how could he know that the other party was not drunk at all with his drinking capacity.

Zuo Xiaolang opened his eyes a little, nodded slightly, and then deliberately tilted his head on Zhan Zetian's shoulder, "A little dizzy."

Zhan Zetian brought strong tea from the side, and handed it to Zuo Xiaolang's mouth: "Drink some tea, I'm going to let someone drink it, so I know that kid Yang Chengyi is greedy for cups."

When Zuo Xiaolang heard that it was specially prepared for him, his heart felt sweet, so he drank it dry in one gulp, "Thank you, Brother Prince."

Zhan Zetian moved his shoulder, and the side that was pressed was as hot as a fire. He never knew that a drunk person could have such a temperature.

He touched Zuo Xiaolang's slightly hot forehead, "Why is it so hot? Don't drink like this next time."

Zuo Xiaolang rubbed against his palm, let out a "hmm" from his nose, and then put his hands on Zhan Zetian's waist even more presumptuously.

The person Xiao had thought about for many years was by his side, and the beast that lived in his heart was just about to move.

Do you want to say or do something in the name of being drunk, even if you are rejected, just wake up tomorrow and don't remember anything.

At first, Zhan Zetian only felt that the hands on his waist were a little dishonest, but he didn't think about that. Later, the hand gradually went down, and it was about to reach the lower abdomen. He hurriedly held his hand , said in a hoarse voice: "Little wolf, you are drunk."

Zuo Xiaolang raised his head, his black eyes were extraordinarily bright, "Yeah, I'm drunk...then what should I do?"

"You... um..." Zhan Zetian was about to answer when his mouth was blocked by Zuo Xiaolang. When the hot tongue brushed his lips, Zhan Zetian almost didn't scream.

He stared wide-eyed at the people all around him.Feeling the wet tongue swirling on his lips, from time to time it got into his mouth and brushed his teeth.

Probably too shocked, Zhan Zetian didn't respond for a while, and didn't push him away, so Zuo Xiaolang turned his heart into courage and kissed more wantonly.

When Zhan Zetian realized what they were doing, Zuo Xiaolang had already pinned him on the wooden board.

"Let go!" Zhan Zetian's face showed a trace of anger and embarrassment, and he didn't know how to react for a while.

Zuo Xiaolang licked his earlobe and whispered, "Brother Prince, do you know what I'm doing?"

"You... If you need someone, Gu can find someone for you!" I never thought that there would be a day when I would be pressed down by someone to do whatever I want, but he was not as strong as Zuo Xiaolang, and resistance was unnecessary.

"No need!" Zuo Xiaolang vetoed, "I only want you!"

"Stop making such jokes, let go quickly, or you will be angry!"

"Hehe, you weren't angry just now, what's the use of being angry now?" To be honest, Zuo Xiaolang was very surprised. He thought that this person would fight desperately, but he didn't expect that the other person just struggled symbolically and didn't push himself away. .

Does this mean...he also likes himself?Zuo Xiaolang was elated.

"Do you know what you are doing?"

"know."

"I'm the crown prince alone!"

"I know, this son is not bad."

"That's not the point, the point is that Gu has no plans to find a male pet!"

"This son has no plans to be a male favorite!" What he wants is a dignified relationship. Even if he can't get married, at least it should be the relationship between Uncle Huang and Uncle Cao.

"You..." Zhan Zetian was still about to say something, when he felt the carriage stop, and the servant outside the carriage reported: "Your Highness, Shizi, the Duke of Zhen has arrived."

Zuo Xiaolang took the opportunity to hold Zhan Zetian's hand tightly, and pulled him out of the carriage together. Seeing the young man facing him, he ordered, "It's late at night, His Royal Highness is resting in the mansion tonight, hurry up and get ready."

Zhan Zetian wanted to refuse at first, but when he thought of the scene just now, he felt a little hopeful in his heart. If he still didn't know what he was thinking about Zuo Xiaolang, then he would be a prince in vain.

Zuo Xiaolang dragged Zhan Zetian all the way into his yard, the boy was quite winking, and didn't arrange another room for Zhan Zetian.

As soon as Zhan Zetian entered the room, he was greeted with a hot~kiss, mouth~tongue~tangle~feeling that he had never had a physical examination before. Everyone thought that he and the princess had a deep relationship, but they didn't know that it was just Just respect each other as guests.

But he is also worthy of her. He has never taken other concubines in these years, and he has never treated her badly. If it weren't for this childbirth, perhaps their lives would still be ordinary.

Zuo Xiaolang doesn't care about these things, he only knows that the person in front of him must be his own, maybe this is the so-called fate, and the other party cannot object.

Yuan Feng VS Cao Zongguan ([-])

It was past three o'clock at night, Zhan Yuanfeng closed the last memorial, rubbed the center of his brows, got up and walked towards the bathing pool.

He had come to meet the ministers who had returned to the capital for several days, and he was a little relieved after they all left.

Most of these ministers were promoted during the reign of the late emperor. Zhan Yuanfeng had only been on the throne for two years, and he had little contact with these ministers who had been sent out, so it was difficult to rectify them.

The body melted into the warm water, exhausted little by little, Zhan Yuanfeng closed his eyes, enjoying this moment of relaxation.

"Come on, bring a jug of wine!"

The door behind him was pushed open, and the sound of vain footsteps indicated that the visitor had no internal strength. Zhan Yuanfeng opened his eyes only when a gust of fragrant wind entered his nose, and handed a glass of wine to him with a white and delicate hand. A sweet voice came from my ear: "Your Majesty, please use it!"

Zhan Yuanfeng turned his head, looked at this young man who appeared out of nowhere, and frowned, "Who are you? How did you get in?"

Has the defense of his bedroom been loosened to this extent?How dare anyone let it in!

The young man smiled sweetly, his gorgeous face glowing brightly, "Forgive me, the emperor, the grass people were sent by King Dexi, have you forgotten the grass people?"

Zhan Yuanfeng's eyes swept over his body as if nothing seemed to exist. There are only two royal princes in Dayang, one is King Dexi with a fief in the south, and the other is King Yongyu with a fief in the southwest. Both are his relatives. Uncle, it's just that the former is too old and cunning.

As a real uncle to send a man to his nephew, it's a good thing he did it. Zhan Yuanfeng guessed that he did this probably to test the credibility of the rumors.

The young man in front of him does have a good appearance, his body is soft and boneless, and his skin is delicate, even if he is compared with a woman, he is not too much, but... what does he want a man who looks like a woman?

"Get out!" Zhan Yuanfeng ordered coldly, seeing the other party's hesitation, he yelled out: "Are they all dead?"

After being yelled at by him, the boy knelt down on the ground in fright, and a woman came running in with a frightened expression.

"Your Majesty, forgive me... This servant will take him away." The Chief Ouchi calmed down, and came over to pull the weak-legged boy out.

"Lian said that no one is allowed to enter without Lian's permission. Is this how you obey the order?"

"The slave is guilty!"

"Go down and receive the punishment, and next time, it will be a crime for resisting the order!"

"Yes." The court ladies, eunuchs, and guards all retreated out one by one, and Zhan Yuanfeng was in no mood to soak up, so he went ashore and put on a bathrobe and walked into the bedroom.

The chief executive went back and forth, bowed his waist and asked, "Your Majesty, do you need someone to sleep with you tonight?"

Zhan Yuanfeng waved his hand, changed his pajamas and lay down on the wide dragon bed, the servant hurried up to lower the bed curtain for him, and blew out a few lamps, leaving only one with a faint light.

He backed out lightly, closed the door, and sighed in his heart: The emperor hasn't invited anyone to sleep for a month, so don't tell me there is something wrong?

At the end of the year, government affairs were busy, and officials from all over the country returned to Beijing to report on their duties. Zhan Yuanfeng was too busy to touch the ground, and there were too many people, so he never recruited Cao Zongguan into the palace.

This led to some people making their own proposals to let that young man in. Thinking of this, Zhan Yuanfeng felt that these slaves were really hateful.

It seems that he will have someone investigate him tomorrow. If even the bedroom is spied on and penetrated deeply, how can he be an emperor?

The second day is the first morning court after the Lantern Festival. At this time, the morning court has resumed its previous rankings, and Zhan Yuanfeng will issue a copy of the imperial decree. These are all intractable diseases reported from various places, which can be regarded as a one-off At the end of the year, I posted the results of the condensation from the death report.

When everything was on the right track, Zhan Yuanfeng's longing for a certain person flooded in. During the New Year's Eve banquet, he only glanced at him from afar, and he didn't know if that man missed him for so long.

At the beginning of the new year, he specially asked someone to take care of Cao Guanzong's father, and promoted him to a higher level. He was only a fifth-rank official in one place, but no one noticed this promotion.

Cao Zongguan didn't know the news at this time. He only found out when the letter from his parents came. Although he also thought that it was written by that person, he felt that it was unlikely. Given the relationship between them, why should that person take care of his father? ?

I saw that man again on the eighteenth day of the first lunar month. As soon as he left the Imperial College, he saw his own servant running over, and he leaned up to him nervously and said a word.

Hurrying home in a hurry, he saw Zhan Yuanfeng in casual clothes in the study.

"I didn't enter your study last time, but I didn't know you were proficient in calligraphy and painting."

Zhan Yuanfeng was admiring a painting spread out.