The Scholar Who Was Captured in the Palace: Dreams Against the Heavens

After approving official documents for a day, and discussing political affairs with the advisers, Zhao Qi kept his face dark. Although he was used to seeing Zhong Wang's serious face, everyone was trembling and dared not say more.

The wind started to blow outside the window, Zhao Qi's eyes were attracted by a tough bamboo, and his mind turned to Cheng Ran.The last time I saw him was the day before yesterday, when he was really bad, his face was as pale as snow, his eyes were empty, he couldn't find anything in Cheng Ran's eyes, he didn't dare to face him, relying on violence The means to get him are actually selfish and despicable.When Zhao Qi was thinking about others for the first time in his life, his heart was full of remorse. If he could think more, maybe he wouldn't be so reckless. I wanted to see Cheng Ran smile, because he said that he put on a cold face to those who hate him. What kind of pride are you?You can't even get what you want!

Zhao Qi swept away all the utensils on the table with a wave of his hand, he would never let go of Cheng Ran, even death would not try to take him away.

An Zizi shook his head, and said to the other people whose faces were pale with fright: "Let's go, the prince is worried about the state affairs today, so it is not appropriate to talk about it."

When everyone was gone, An Zizai walked to Zhao Qi's side in dissatisfaction, and said leisurely, "My lord, why haven't I seen Mr. Cheng for a long time? Could it be that he really reported on you?" The matter of King Zhong and Cheng Ran It has been spread all over the place, and I am afraid that the emperor knows about it. Although this is a good cover, it will be bad if His Highness really takes Cheng Ran to heart.

Zhao Qi waved his hand and said, "Zi Zi, don't bother me." The person who came to speak, if it wasn't An Zi Zi, would have been sent flying into the air by him.

However, An Zizai has been with him for almost ten years. He has been assisting him since he was 14 years old, so he will be more polite, but it is best not to make him angry. When the emperor called him into the palace yesterday to inquire about this matter, because The lecherous emperor brother showed interest in Cheng Ran, he demolished the emperor's platform on the spot, leaving him speechless, sneaking around in brothels, a rotten man infected with a disease, dare to think about his Ran?Ran was his alone.

An Zizai smiled anxiously: "My lord, I'm afraid it's not me who bothers you? I believe I have the talent to assist the country, so I voted for the lord's family, and I only hope that the world will be clear. My lord, don't let the matter of the bed curtain get in your way and miss you. big deal!"

Zhao Qi stood up and looked at An Zizai at a level. His eyes were full of worry and doubt, obviously not like the overlord who planned strategies in the past.An Zizai was startled, the word love really ruined people deeply!Sigh - it's not easy to meet something you cherish until you're 23 years old, isn't it?I believe His Royal Highness Zhong Wang's wisdom will not be troubled by love.

"Your Highness...uh..." An Zizai didn't know how to phrase it, "This... If you really like it, then go for it."

Nonsense, of course I like it, I like it to the point of heartache, Zhao Qi hurriedly went to see Cheng Ran, and after Cheng Ran's self-destruct several times, he finally knew how much he valued him, he was different, even more important than him However, Zhao Qi stopped in the corridor, how to restore the broken relationship?

Zhao Qi pushed the door and entered, there was a slight sound of water in the inner room, Zhao Qi rarely knocked on the door, the sound of water inside stopped, but no one answered.After hesitating for a moment, he gently opened the door.

Cheng Ran was lying in a large basin of warm water with his eyes slightly closed. From his neck to the place visible under the water, there was a large bruise of hickey. The wrist resting on the side of the bucket, because he tore off the bandage, oozing traces of Blood drops, messy long hair hanging down, covering his pale face.

Putting down his clothes, Zhao Qi stretched out his hand and touched Cheng Ran's cheek, it was so cold.