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

"And my eighth brother has wanted to be the emperor for a long time, if he is not allowed to let him go, I'm afraid it will drive him crazy."

"It's so bitter." Cheng Ran fumbled around for water.

After moving the tea to a place a little further away, Zhao Qi asked, "How long will you be blind?"

"Is it up to me?" Bitterness, bitterness, where is the water?

Grabbing Cheng Ran's hand and bringing him into his arms, kissed his lips: "I drank with you, and you still dare to complain."

Ah——Cheng Ran's scalp was about to explode, with the same bitterness in his mouth, he pushed Zhao Qi away panting, finally found water at the corner of the table, and drank it in big gulps.

"Hahahaha——" Zhao Qi, who had teased him, smiled easily, "You look like a hippopotamus monster that was paid tribute from overseas."

He also knew that it was not a good animal, Cheng Ran waved his hand and said: "Stop joking. You have to go back to the palace immediately. Although your personality is domineering and violent, the Eighth Prince is even worse. I have been to the area under his rule, not only There are so many miscellaneous taxes, and people are not treated as human beings at all, and those who fail to pay taxes will be imprisoned. If such a person becomes an emperor, will he let people live?"

"Hehe——" Zhao Qi was proud, and further seduced: "So, the current emperor compares with him..."

Cheng Ran, who was in the middle of the trap, replied simply: "Of course he is a wise gentleman. Not only does he open a warehouse to release grain every year, but he is also willing to allocate funds to the disaster-stricken areas, build water conservancy projects to benefit the people, open sea transportation, and make friends with all countries..." Suddenly came to his senses , Cheng Ran couldn't help saying bitterly: "I've never seen such a brazen person."

Zhao Qi smiled and hugged him into his arms, "So I am so glorious and great in Ran's heart."

"Then Your Majesty is willing to go back to the palace?" A country cannot be without a king for a day, what kind of emperor is he, hurry up, go back quickly, lest he pester me day and night.

"Are you going with me?"

"Of course I..." Of course he won't go, it's already enough to embarrass him, should he be thrown into the history?

"Wouldn't it be great to spend the rest of my life here with you?"

Taking advantage of Cheng Ran opening his mouth to argue, Zhao Qi poured the rest of the medicine into his mouth, then patted his back hard to make him swallow the medicine. "Hehe, Ran, you really look like a hippopotamus."

"Ten years of walking in the world of mortals, looking back at the green hills and dreaming frequently, purple ribbons fighting for glory and sleeping, although the rich are not as poor as the poor, worrying about hearing swords and halberds to help the dangerous master, listening to the music and singing intoxicatingly, bringing old books back to the old hermit, wild flowers and birds singing Like spring." Putting down his pen, Cheng Ran gently recited the lines he had written.