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Zhou Chong's canonization ceremony was not grand, not as good as a banquet in the palace.

After packing up everything, Zhou Chong took Yan Bo and Yan Zhou, sat in the carriage, and headed for the fiefdom.

There were seven or eighty people behind him, and there were many boxes that could not be seen at a glance, all of which were rewards from Emperor Wen.

Wen Le stood outside the sedan chair, holding a fan to cover the increasingly hot sun.His eyes were so sunburnt that he couldn't keep his eyes open. He wiped off the sweat from his forehead and said, "Xu Yijiang is escorting you. It should be considered safe. Don't stop on the way. Send me a message when you arrive."

Sitting in the carriage, Zhou Chong was also very hot, and said with a smile, "I've been with Fu Xiaoyu for a long time, and you started to chatter."

"Stop doing this." Wen Le rolled his eyes at him, looked at Yan Zhou, and said, "Boss Xiao Yan, please pay more attention to me."

With Yan Zhou's consent, Wen Le felt relieved, put the fan in his arms, and shouted: "Let's go."

A group of people left in a mighty manner. Wen Le stood at the gate of the city and left after seeing the last figure disappeared.

The carriage was swaying, Zhou Chong was holding a book in one hand and Yan Zhou's waist in the other.

After the previous events, Yan Zhou felt that Zhou Chong seemed to be more clingy to him than usual.Like before, as a waiter, Zhou Chong was always used to asking where he was and what he was doing.When it was time for rest, Zhou Chong would try his best to keep the eunuchs and maids from disturbing Yan Zhou, for fear that he would be annoyed.

Now, Zhou Chong is the last to lose any face, wishing that Yan Zhou would come out and follow him.

Yan Zhou became a complete eunuch, and he didn't like that place very much, so he couldn't stand up to go to the toilet like a normal man.Such embarrassing things can be avoided even if they can, but the person he likes is very sticky. Once or twice, Yan Zhou is a little unspeakably irritable.

I hate myself and want to use this broken body to love the one I love, but my heart is very entangled. I didn't eat or sleep well for a few days, and lost a lot of weight.

At night, the chariots and horses stopped on the side of the road to prepare for a rest.

Yan Bo sent the Four Seasons steaming point, and left quickly.

After two bowls of water, Yan Zhou frowned and looked at Zhou Chong, and said, "Your Highness, servant...you should go out for a while."

Zhou Chong didn't raise his head, he turned the pages of the book and asked, "Where are you going?"

After waiting for a while without Yan Zhou's answer, Zhou Chong raised his eyes to look at him and said, "Chu Gong?"

Yan Zhou's ears turned red and he nodded.

Zhou Chong put down his book, opened the curtain of the carriage, and got out of the carriage together with him.

Night had come quietly, it was pitch black outside, only the fire was left in front of the carriages and horses.

Zhou Chong took Yan Zhou's hand and walked to a secluded place. Yan Zhou wanted to evade, but was exhausted by the warm hand, so he could only follow behind with his head buried.

"Just here, why this expression?"

Yan Zhou smiled wryly, pursed his lips, and said, "Your Highness, the slave is now physically disabled, and I'm afraid that His Highness's eyes will be dirty, can you, don't look at me?"

Zhou Chong looked at him, and after a while, he turned his head and walked forward a few steps.

There was a rustling sound, I don't know what happened to Zhou Chong, but Yan Zhou's ears were completely red anyway.

The moonlight was completely covered by dark clouds, and the two walked to the carriage.

The summer is sweltering, the curtains are opened to ventilate, and the purse to get rid of mosquitoes is hung in the carriage, and the fragrance is very pleasant.

Zhou Chong sat on the thick carpet, looked at Yan Zhou and said, "Take off your pants."

Yan Zhou was startled, and said, "Your Highness?"

"I want to see."

Since that day, Zhou Chong never mentioned this matter to Yan Zhou again.That knife cut Yan Zhou's self-esteem, but it seemed to leave a scar in the hearts of both of them.

Yan Zhou took off his trousers, knelt down on the mat, and lowered his head.

"Raise your head."

Yan Zhou's fingers trembled, and he slowly raised his head to look at Zhou Chong.

Zhou Chong grew up a lot, and now he is almost as tall as Yan Zhou.That is, I don't bask in the sun all year round, and my skin is a little sickly pale.He is not as delicate as Fu Xiaoyu, his eyebrows and eyes are always drooping, and he looks sinister for no reason.When he was young, Emperor Wen didn't like his appearance because he failed to inherit the incomparable appearance of Emperor Wu.

Yan Zhou felt that he was born very well, and he was very majestic when he was not speaking. As long as he was amused, his eyes would bend like crescent moons, and anyone who saw him would want to get closer to him.

"What did you discuss with Yan Bo, tell me about it."

Yan Zhou pursed his lips and shook his head without speaking.

Zhou Chong sat in front of him, looked at that place, and said, "If I were Uncle Yan, I would ask you to leave first. Although I am fledgling, I have a lot of help. Uncle Yan protected you because of Emperor Wu's kindness. Look at me, you and me are the relationship between godson and benefactor's son to him, and he will definitely not want you to stay in the palace. You are not clean, and there are ten thousand broad roads for you to choose from when you leave the palace. The palace hangs its head on its waist to serve others.

"It's just that he didn't expect that you and I have the same mind. You would rather cleanse yourself and not leave me with the slightest clue, and you don't want to go out of the palace. He has no choice but to cleanse your body for you, so that you can go to the gate of hell like him. Go ahead. If it works, you can be my multiple servants. If it doesn’t work, you will also enter the underworld. Gu Huaxuan died as a eunuch, and it was burned clean without any evidence.

"Am I right?"

Yan Zhou clenched his teeth, Zhou Chong's eyes were like arrow feathers, and he couldn't straighten his waist, and couldn't help blocking that spot with his hand, not letting him see.

Zhou Chong stretched out his hand to pull up his sleeves, Yan Zhou couldn't sit still, and fell to the side, and his lower body was unobstructed.

"If His Highness despises your servant, you should say it as soon as possible." Yan Zhou said hoarsely, lowering his head, "No, don't humiliate like this."

Zhou Chong let go of his hands, opened his belt, and took off his lower pants.

The light in the carriage was dim, only the firelight from outside seeped in through the window.

Zhou Chong took Yan Zhou's hand, stroked it inch by inch from the base of the leg up, and finally reached the important place three inches below the navel.

"Chuan'er, that knife didn't cut you, it was me." Zhou Chong said while pulling him.

Zhou Chong's heart to be an emperor is still shaken, because he wants to be free, and wants to be a couple with Yan Zhou for the rest of his life.He didn't want much, but the world forced him to choose.

The fledglings are still fledgling, Wenyue has become a great tool, and Fu Xiaoyu is in charge, and Zhuang He and Wang Hu have garrisoned troops reaching [-].

These are the armors on Zhou Chong's body.He still felt that it was optional because he couldn't empathize with the pain of Bun Le and others.

Zhou Chong has never felt pain, so he wants to be free.

Gu Huaxuan is not big, but squeezed 40 to [-] people, one person has two eyes, Zhou Chong let so many people see Chuan'er's scars, threw his dignity under his feet, and even spit out, wishing he could Shredded and crushed.

The moment he saw Yan Zhou, Zhou Chong felt a pain in his bones.

The neck, which the armor could not scruple, was cut open with a knife, and the splashed blood smeared Zhou Chong's whole body with a pungent rust smell.

That knife slashed at his body.

Yan Zhou's fingertips were trembling, and he looked at Zhou Chong in the dim light.

His Highness seemed to be covered in a thick black mist in an instant, making it difficult for people to look directly at him.

"Chuan'er, let me love you." Zhou Chong tilted his head to look at him, his already mature face was filled with an extremely creepy light, "From today onwards, when it's just you and me, I'll take care of you." You, you are my master."

To be loyal to the Lord, you can give up everything.

As soon as Zhou Chong left, the forces in the court and China secretly entangled and changed frequently.

Zhou Chong left the fan with the private seal of "Zhang" to Fu Xiaoyu.

Yuan Qing became an upstart in the court, and as the second student after Zhang Lie who had a smooth official career, Emperor Wen liked him quite a lot.

Leaving aside the matter of Yuan Lan, Emperor Wen has always cared about power, as long as it can be used by him, even if he has murdered and set fire, like Jiang Yu, he can still be his guest.

What's more, the entire Yuan family was extinct, and only Yuan Qing was left. He has not yet married a wife, so if he wants to be safe, he must climb up by himself.

Emperor Wen sat on the dragon chair, and with a smile, he assigned Yuan Qing to Dali Temple as Shaoqing, the fourth official worshiper.

Under the crown prince.

Yuan Qing knelt down to thank him, looked at the prince who was smiling heartily at him from a distance, and showed the first smile of the day.

When I fell asleep, someone handed me a pillow, which was very comfortable.

After the court, the crown prince took Yuan Qing to Dali Temple, which was a great honor.

There are many colleagues around the prince, and he is protected in the middle with the power of stars and the moon.As the number one scholar, Yuan Qing is naturally also on the list, and because of Emperor Wen's blue eyes today, he is very close to the crown prince.

The prince folded his arms, following the appearance of Emperor Wen, handsome and unparalleled, if not for this, he might not be able to attract all the resentful men and women in the city.

Speaking of the prince's backyard, I am afraid that it is already full of beautiful concubines, wives and concubines, except for the crown prince who is still vacant, the rest are already full.Speaking of treason, if the crown prince ascends the throne tomorrow, I am afraid that there will be no need for a big draft, and the harem will be full.

"...Yuanlang read the papers carefully this year alone, especially the laws and regulations. The articles are sharper than sacrificial wine, which made my father very happy."

Yuan Qing came back to her senses, saluted, and said, "It's my honor to be favored by the Emperor, thank you His Highness the Crown Prince for your compliment."

Yuan Qing and Yuan Lan were born of the same father, but they look alike, their eyes are like apricots, round and round, if people look at them, they always feel that the filth in their hearts cannot be contained.

What the crown prince loves most is Yuan Lan's innocence and ardor. She is already the concubine of his father, and when he hooked his fingers at the woman, she rushed forward with full of love.

Similar to the moth that flies to Mars.

The prince smiled and said: "I have been in court alone for a long time, but it is the first time I have seen such a humble champion."

The moth's wings are beautiful, but it's a pity that he lost his life after being poisoned by his eyeliner.

Yuan Qing waved his hands, and when he lowered his head, the wind made his long hair keep covering the side of his face.He stretched out his hand to tuck the hair behind his ear, and his eyebrows and eyes were clean and clear, like the eyes of a spring.

"I'm afraid His Highness the Crown Prince will make fun of me if I say it. Since the imperial examination, I've been in a panic. I'm already fluttering like a kite with no strings. I listen to the praises of my colleagues every day and night, and I don't want to tie a rope to myself. , I’m afraid I’ve already flown to the nine heavens.”

The colleagues laughed constantly, taking advantage of the prince's good mood, while flattering the new champion, they tried every means to praise the prince.

Hearing this on weekdays, the crown prince was not stingy with words in return, but today he looked at Yuan Qing's profile and was stunned for a moment, then shook his head with a broken smile.

I was really stunned. Without the moth, there is still a butterfly.

I like it, just hit it.

The author says:

After the game, too many knives have been issued recently, and I dare not read the comments, for fear that you will scold me.

What does the article written by Yumu have to do with someone in my eyes? If you want to scold her, scold her∠(?」∠)_