Self-help guide for non-professional young masters

As soon as he arrived at the Dismounting Monument, Junziyou saw Shen Ci with his hands in his hands, shivering in the cold wind, leaning between two black and shiny Baojun, humbly keeping warm.

Seeing Jun Ziyou get out of the car alone, Shen Ci stomped his frozen feet and spoke to him, "Sir, why is no one coming with you?"

Gentleman You smacked his lips, pretending to regret and said: "Tsk tsk tsk, I am now a widow, I am poor, and even this outfit is worn by Young Master Li. Do you still expect my servants to be in groups?"

"That's not what it means. Let's not talk about the former prime minister. He's not in good health, and he's not a good person to join in the fun. He definitely won't come with you, but Mr. Jiang..."

He dared to think that Xiao Beicheng had a new love, and Jun Ziyou had to find someone close to make up for the emptiness in his heart.The latter glared at him, kicked his foot, turned his head and left without bothering to explain to him.

The sky was dark, and he was a distinguished guest invited by the emperor to the palace. Before he had walked far, an eunuch came to greet him with a lantern, and he came forward with a charming smile on his face.

"Oh, I haven't seen you for a few years. Mr. Yushu is still facing the wind, handsome and romantic."

- Before realizing who this is at first, Jun Ziyou held the eunuch's cuffs and asked him to raise his hands a bit, so that the light hit his face and he could see his face clearly.Jun Ziyou also felt familiar, "I remember that you seem to be the little girl who helped me in the palace during the poisoning case..."

"Yes, Mister really has a good memory, and the slave is Xiao Fuzi."

Looking at Xiao Fuzi's imposing attire, one can tell that he has been favored recently, and it can be said that he has already made a fortune.

Since even he has a flattering attitude, it is obvious that Emperor Yuan is still on Jun Ziyou's side.

This made Jun Ziyou feel confident, and he straightened his back when he walked. Originally he wanted to ask the emperor how he was doing, but when he said it, it became: "How long has the prince been in the palace."

Sure enough, he still couldn't forget that dog man who had empathized with others...

"It's half a cup of tea, it's not a few steps faster than you. Anyway, even if you arrive early, you have to wait outside the hall. The emperor said that you must wait for you to arrive before reporting, otherwise it will ruin your elegance."

"Yaxing?"

"Yes, the emperor is in a good mood today, so he had a few drinks." Xiao Fuzi covered his mouth and smiled secretly, leaned into Junziyou's ear, and covered his mouth with his hands so as not to let the words go out, "Actually, the emperor's drinking capacity is quite large. It’s not good, you have to be mentally prepared.”

Jun Ziyou also thought, as the king of the country, no matter how bad his drinking capacity is, he wouldn't go crazy drinking in front of the Qing family, right?

But when he got to the imperial study room, he knew that he had made a big mistake. From a long distance away, he could see the reflection of Lord Long Live hitting the door, with a sword in his hand, who was making a fuss with his teeth and claws, and even drunkenly making noises. He said: "Traitor, look at the sword! Look at my peerless magic, hey! Don't run away!!"

The eunuchs and maids who were serving him were so frightened that they ran around, for fear that he would accidentally lose his grip on the sword and his head would fall to the ground.

Junziyou strolled slowly to the two people who had been waiting at the door early, and looked up and down at the twin brother who looked exactly like him, dressed very thinly, and looked very deliberate, and couldn't hold back, "poof" — a laugh came out.

Seeing that he was mocking him, Jun Zian felt displeased, and held Xiao Beicheng's arm in a protest.The latter was bored and drowsy, so he leaned on the small puff of cigarette in his mouth to hang his spirits. Seeing the gentleman swimming, he quickly poured out the smoke in the bucket, put the cigarette rod into his sleeve, and looked down at his side expressionlessly. The gentleman is safe, it is very interesting to watch his performance.

The other party was only wearing a autumn coat, his teeth were chattering from the cold, but he still twisted his neck on purpose to show someone something.

Jun Ziyou narrowed his eyes—look, good guy, there is a red mark on this man's neck, which is very eye-catching.

Seeing that he noticed the traces, Jun Zi'an quietly took Xiao Beicheng's hand, looked at the man ambiguously, then turned his gaze to Jun Ziyou, and said in a misleading tone: "You are finally here, It really made my brother wait so long, if I had known you were late, I might as well have been more intimate with the prince."

Jun Ziyou habitually raised his eyebrows, couldn't help but laughed again, and regardless of the occasion, he stretched out his finger to poke the red mark on the man's neck, and asked, "Does it hurt? "

Jun Zi'an was embarrassed, feeling a little upset, and asked stiffly, "What do you mean?"

Junzi walked up to him, hooked his shoulders, and gave him a thumbs up, "My dear brother, he is such a ruthless person, he is so ruthless to himself, I am ashamed to be a younger brother."

"you……"

Before he could explain, Jun Ziyou put his ear to him, and said in a low and seductive tone: "How big is my man's mouth? , what position do you like, how often do I do it? I can count to three and it will make him lust-burning, take off my pants and fuck me for three hours, how about you? See you, he I'm afraid I'm going to become an eunuch in this palace city. It's not because I'm suffocated, it's because I can't get up."

"you……"

"And you, Xiao Beicheng, I'm warning you, wear as many pants as you have ass-ass, don't think about messing around if you don't have two dicks!"

He was also surprised by his aura, Xiao Beicheng was stunned for a moment, and burst out laughing, the gnashing Junzi An wanted to swallow Junziyou alive, but seeing the prince was so happy, he couldn't get angry, so he had to hold back Sorry to laugh.

At this time, the door of the imperial study room opened, and Emperor Yuan walked out with the help of the eunuch, and asked with a blushing face: "What ass, what is the second, Junqing, Junqing, the words of the tiger and wolf, Hiccup! I can't say..."

I haven't seen him for three years, but this emperor is different from others. Not only does he not look old, but he looks a few years younger than before. It seems that the past few years have indeed been happy, and he has almost become a happy god.

If there hadn't been that "Jun Qing", maybe Jun Ziyou would have said a few words of coquettish words as a greeting for his long-lost reunion with the emperor, but when he mentioned the word "Qing", he felt endless emotion in his heart.

He said in a hoarse voice: "Your Majesty, now I am a criminal, and I am not worthy of your love."

"What did you say, if I say you are worthy, then you are worthy, don't babble any more, be careful to let you eat the whip..."

Emperor Yuan hiccupped again, seeing that his feet were unstable and he was about to fall, the eunuch quickly supported the most expensive man in the world, seeing the cool night and wind, at least he persuaded him to go back to the palace first.

No one noticed, Emperor Yuan's face changed drastically when he turned around, and he stared indifferently - Jun Zi'an, whose limbs were already numb from the cold, his expression was only fleeting, and soon changed into a drunken appearance, babbling nonsense , was helped by the eunuch to sit on the dragon chair, and fed several sips of hangover soup before she was able to survive.

Seeing that the emperor was a little sober, it would not be good for King Jin and others to wait in the cold wind all the time. A wise eunuch invited them into the imperial study, and the prophet met Xiao Beicheng.

But Junziyou didn't care about his seniority and inferiority, and walked in without hesitation. Junzian stomped his feet in anger, and took Xiao Beicheng's arm in dissatisfaction, and refused to let him go. .

The man turned around, with a funny and disdainful expression on his face, "I'm sorry that I have driven myself to a dead end, next time when I pinch my own neck, I should first think about how big my mouth and fists are. Honghen, do you think I am a hippopotamus?"

After all, Xiao Beicheng left Jun Zi'an and went into the imperial study alone, but if he thought that the latter's humiliation tonight was nothing more than that, he would be very wrong.

Xiao Beicheng, who was separated from the emperor because of Junziyou's death, has not entered the palace for some days. Thinking back to the time when he came last time, it was still during the New Year's Eve, Emperor Yuan felt his nose sore, and he felt sorry for the man standing there in the cold wind. After half an hour, he ordered the eunuch to give someone a seat.

The two eunuchs moved onto the boxwood chairs together, and placed the two very close together. Obviously, one of them was given to King Jin, who is a relative of the royal family, and the other was presumably given to the prince to accompany him. The one who entered the palace.

The eunuch working under him couldn't tell the difference between the two who looked exactly the same, so he watched Jun Zi'an swagger and sit on it, squinted at Jun Ziyou who was still standing aside, raised his chin, and showed off.

Emperor Yuan frowned, swallowed the sour and unpalatable hangover soup, raised his eyes to see that Junziyou was still standing in the hall, and now he was not happy, he slapped the table, pointed at the eunuch who was in charge, and cursed: "Stupid thing!" , will you be able to do things! Do you think anyone can afford the two chairs I bestow on you!"

The eunuch hurriedly kowtowed and begged for mercy. Little Fuzi was clever, and when he saw this, he quietly walked around behind Junzi'an, and yanked the chair under him, causing him to fall to the ground without defense, and then moved the chair to Junzi'an. Behind him, he deliberately wiped the chair surface with his sleeve.

This fall is really painful, the floor of the imperial study room is paved with glazed blue bricks, even if the fall breaks the bones, there will be a large area of ​​bruises, and I feel uncomfortable for several days.Jun Zi'an was so stunned that he didn't get up, seeing Xiao Fuzi's actions, he felt even more resentful, he gritted his teeth, unwilling to be seen as a joke by others, and was about to get up when Emperor Yuan opened his mouth again.

"Yo, this is not a light fall. Standing - it must not be very comfortable."

When the emperor would open the gift seat, the gentleman An was overjoyed, endured the pain and stood up, and just about to say thank you, the other party said slowly: "... why don't you kneel, it's not good to stand and you are not worthy to sit. Have to kneel?"

"The emperor..."

"Why, did I wrong you by kneeling?"

The Son of Heaven is no more talkative than King Jin, Jun Zian silently looked at Xiao Beicheng beside him, but the man acted as if he hadn't seen what happened, he concentrated on warming his hands with a cup of tea, his eyes never fell on him from the beginning to the end .

Even if a tooth was broken, Jun Zi'an could only swallow it with tears in his eyes, so he knelt on the ground, braced himself for the pain in his waist, legs and knees, and made a serious note of this in his heart, all of which was attributed to Jun Ziyou's head .

The author has something to say: After being stimulated, Ziyou's coquettish skills are fully developed, and he is no longer restrained.

Thanks to Yun Shengsheng for donating a landmine, thank you for feeding! !

Thank you for reading the text, the little cute duck~

感谢在2020-10-0923:49:15~2020-10-0923:52:03期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the mine: Yun Shengsheng 1;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!