Deep ice

Inside the imperial study.

The emperor in bright clothes and brocade robes had a stern look on his face.

Between those exquisite eyebrows and eyes, hostility surged, like a storm was about to come.

Xi Lian was very clear in his heart.

Suddenly bumping into this fool, the emperor's mood will not be much better.

Just now when he saw Xiuxiu himself, he was also furious and reprimanded her for being so ignorant. The emperor watched the next court and brought this fool here.

Unexpectedly, God's will tricks people, and it just happens to be right for him.

Xiuxiu stood on the side, although her complexion was blue, she was quite calm.

Xi Lian felt a little apprehensive, seeing Yuan Jing sitting on the dragon chair, not moving.

His eyes fell on the unfinished volume of documents, like a statue, without a trace of popularity.

Xi Lian wiped the cold sweat off his head, although Yuan Jing had been by his side when he was the prince, but sometimes, Xi Lian still couldn't figure out the emperor's temper.

Taking a long breath, Xi Lian slowly knelt on the ground and kowtowed, "Your Majesty, the slave is guilty."

Seeing this, Xiuxiu hurriedly knelt down and put her head on the ground, respectfully.

When the surrounding palace people saw that the emperor's most favored father-in-law Xi was kneeling on the ground begging for mercy, they felt cold invisibly.

For a while, the imperial study room was silent, and the air was full of horror and undercurrents.

Yuan Jing didn't seem to hear, his eyes drooped slightly, staring at the tourmaline in front of the case in a daze.

His complexion softened inexplicably.

About the time of a cup of tea, Xilian's knees were sore.

But still kneeling motionless, just waiting for the emperor to punish him, or to go out and stay here by himself, kneeling until the emperor appeases his anger.

Yuan Jing was really angry at first, but after a while, he suddenly had another idea.

Thinking that I was used to avoiding him earlier, so much so that I have forgotten that this He Yan is not the original He Yan.

Right now, it's up to one's own temper.

It's not bad to be able to fight a tooth for a tooth.

Yuan Jing raised his eyelashes slightly and regained his senses, "Get up."

Xi Lian was very surprised when he heard the emperor's calm voice, "This slave made a mistake and dare not get up."

Yuan Jing's voice was indifferent, "You know it too."

Xi Lian kowtowed again, "I know my mistake."

The slender fingers with well-articulated joints were lifted from the void, the hostility in Yuan Jing's eyes subsided, and his expression was as calm as water, "Get out."

When the surrounding palace people heard this, they hurriedly bowed and retreated humbly.

Xilian froze for a moment, then got up from the ground, followed behind Xiuxiu and wanted to go out, but was stopped by Yuan Jing, "You stay."

Xi Lian turned around with a humble voice, "Yes, Your Majesty."

After everyone had cleared up, only Yuan Jing and Xi Lian were left in the huge imperial study room.

There was a wind blowing in through the gap, and the curtain lightened, causing a ripple in the lifeless hall.

Yuan Jing's voice was cold, "Bring that man into the Lingyu Hall."

Xi Lian slightly stretched his eyes, thinking he had misheard.

Lingyu Hall is the palace behind the imperial study room, when the emperor does not stay in the harem, the emperor usually goes to bed there to write papers.It's a bit against the ancestral system to actually get this fool to that kind of place right now.

Yuan Jing continued: "Wash him clean, and talk about the rules."

After Xi Lian heard this, she suddenly raised her head and stood there with her mouth open.

Unsure of what was in his mind, he opened his mouth and asked softly, "Your Majesty...this rule..."

Yuan Jing turned her head and met his eyes,

"Serve in bed."

It is not uncommon for emperors in ancient times to like masculinity, and since the founding of Daping, there has been Emperor Shengzhen, who is also Yuan Jing's uncle.

The beauty outside the palace that Shengzhen favored all the year round is a man.

Xi Lian took a deep breath and held it in his chest, "...the slave will do it now."

-

Pushing the door open, the cold wind was blowing, Xi Lian's brows were furrowed, and his face was ashen.

Seeing Xilian's ugly face, Xiuxiu thought to herself that that idiot was indeed a bastard, and that even a well-mannered person like Xilian could not avoid being implicated by him, so she should be more careful in the future.

Xi Lian completely forgot about teaching Xiuxiu a lesson, and walked straight to the front of the corridor, looking at the sturdy man with a height of eight feet, with a complex expression on his face.

Thinking about the emperor's pampered body, how could he control this cow.

But he couldn't disobey the imperial decree, so he had to speak slowly,

"You come with us."

Knowing that the emperor was inside, Huai Huai felt a little bit reluctant, "It's very good here."

"Things without rules," Xi Lian snorted coldly, "There is no room for you to negotiate here, someone—"

Seeing this, the guards outside the imperial study stepped forward.

The wound on Huaihuai's forehead hadn't healed yet, and his blood was still fresh. Seeing the two guards staring at him, he flinched in fright, "I'll just go with my father-in-law..."

Xilian only glanced back at Xiuxiu who was standing beside her, "Our family will deal with you later."

When Xiuxiu heard this, she bowed immediately, "Grandfather, please forgive me."

Xi didn't even look at him, just took Huaihuai towards Lingyu Hall.

-

Lingyu Hall, depicting dragons and embroidered phoenixes, is graceful and luxurious.

Many Luoyi Palace people stood quietly with their heads bowed, listening to the sound of the two coming in, they were like puppets and did not lift their heads.

Xi Lian handed Huaihuai to the servants to take a bath, then turned around and went about her own business.

Things in the palace were complicated, Xilian had to do everything by himself, and the emperor couldn't leave him, so Xilian didn't see anyone for most of the day after he left.

Xilian didn't think of Huaihuai until the sun was setting.

Huaihuai packed up properly and stayed in Lingyu Palace for a whole day.

I can't wait to see Xi Lian.

"Eunuch, you are here, I still think you don't forget about it."

Xi Lian saw that Huai Huai was wearing a dark purple robe, with bowl-sized peach blossoms embroidered on the front, revealing a little clavicle line, which was much more pleasing to the eye than usual, but he was satisfied.

"What's the hurry, this is not coming."

As soon as the voice fell, Xi Lian ordered the maid beside him, "Hold the lamp and burn incense."

Huaihuai stared at the maid who lit the lamp, "Eunuch, could it be that I will live here from now on." Xi Lian said: "I actually thought of something good, this is the emperor's palace, how can you live here for a long time."

Huaihuai was suddenly overjoyed, "This is where the emperor sleeps? Then he will definitely come over later?"

Xi Lian was thinking about what the emperor had told him in the morning, so he whispered softly, "Being able to inherit the grace of the saints is a blessing you have cultivated in three lifetimes."

Huaihuai stared at Xilian, "What?"

Xi Lian paused, and continued: "You don't have to be too nervous, you just need to relax and calm down..."

Huai Huai said: "What does the emperor want to do?"

Xi Lian looked at Huai Huai for a while, then snorted, "Why are you pretending to be stupid?"

Then he suffocated, and said: "The emperor ordered you to accompany him, that is, you will serve the emperor to bed tonight."

Huaihuai slammed his thigh hard when he heard the words, "That's great!"

After finishing speaking, he stripped himself naked so that no one could look directly at him.

"Father-in-law quickly bring the emperor here, I am ready for everything."

Seeing this, the maids on both sides didn't care that Xi Lian was still there, and hurriedly covered their eyes and escaped. Only a few young eunuchs were left staring at the things under Huai Huai's body. They couldn't help laughing while being amazed.

Xi Lian suppressed the fire, "It's just nonsense!"

Seeing that Xilian was annoyed at himself, Huai Huai was afraid that he would not bring the emperor to see him, so he picked up the clothes on the ground and wrapped them around his body, "Don't worry, Father-in-law, I'll just put them on."

Xi Lian was about to speak, but he heard footsteps that were hurried and light. A young eunuch entered the room, saw Xi Lian, bowed his waist and lowered his head, "Eunuch Xi, the emperor is coming this way."

Xi Lian's face changed, he only hated himself for not being able to do things well, he didn't have time to talk to Huai Huai in detail, so he had to bite the bullet and make preparations first.

A group of people came from afar outside the hall, and Yuan Jing was surrounded by the palace people to the Lingyu Hall.

The leading eunuch said in a long voice, "The emperor is here——"

Everyone in Lingyu Palace avoided the side of the road and stood with their hands down.

Yuan Jing changed into Xiulong's regular clothes. Although he was faintly black, he was still in good spirits.

The war on the frontier has turned around, and the papers sent up are also full of congratulatory words, which saves a lot of worry than usual, and Yuan Jing can go back to the palace to rest earlier.

Xi Lian came out from Lingyu Palace with a strange expression on his face.

"The servant kowtows to the emperor."

Yuan Jing waved his hand, remained silent, and went straight into the palace.

But he felt that the candlelight in the hall was extremely dim.

Yuan Jing looked down, "Hold the lamp."

The palace servants kneeling on both sides heard the words and hurriedly got up to light the lamps.

After a while, the entire Lingyu Palace was illuminated with bright red candles, making the room look like daytime.

Yuan Jing completely forgot what happened in Huai Huai this morning, and walked to the Long An, waiting for Xi Lian to bring up the unfinished memorial.

Xilian's reaction to Yuan Jing was also very puzzling, and he just stood there with his body bowed, waiting for the divine order.

The person in the gold-painted tent couldn't wait, coughed, and it was really stiff.

The finger that hadn't finished writing stopped in the void, Yuan Jing was slightly startled, and looked sideways at the dragon couch.

In the gold-painted tent, one can vaguely see the vigor of the body inside.

Someone was kneeling inside, and under the light of the bright candle, it looked a little hideous.

Huai Huai faced inside out, anxiously waiting, "Your Majesty?"

Scenes and scenes during the day came to mind, and then Yuan Jing thought about his plan this morning, and then went to see Xilian, Xilian also looked innocent.

With a sigh of relief, Yuan Jing got up and walked slowly, the closer he was to the dragon bed, the more careful he became.

The little eunuch kneeling beside the dragon bed lowered his head, and thoughtfully lifted the bed curtain.

Yuan Jing stared with a pair of phoenix eyes, looking at the buttocks that were facing her, her stomach suddenly turned upside down.

Seeing that something was wrong, Xi Lian hurried forward to help.

"Emperor..."

Yuan Jing's face was pale, and he emptied the contents of his stomach with one side.

Huai Huai pouted on the bed, stretched out his hands to scratch his buttocks, feeling bored.

"Why hasn't the emperor come yet?"

He Yan sat on the edge of the dragon couch, his voice was hoarse, "Scared away."

Then he smiled again,

"He's just not that stuff."