His Majesty is my ex-boyfriend

第6章 我想吃火锅更新:2021-04-30 00:08:06 39条吐槽

Chu Ya carefully and gently wiped Bai Lu's body clean, covered the quilt, and tucked up every corner before getting up to take a bath.

A quarter of an hour later, he came back. He thought Bai Lu had already fallen asleep, but when he lifted the golden bed curtain, Chu Ya saw Bai Lu's eyes were still open, staring at the bed curtain above his head in a daze.

Chu Ya tied the bed curtain to the bedpost with a silk ribbon, sat down on the edge of the bed, and said in a slow tone, "What's the matter? It's still a while before dawn, let's sleep a little longer."

Bai Lu turned his head and stared at him blankly, "Do you think you forgot something?"

"What?" Chu Ya thought about it carefully, and then suddenly realized after a few seconds, "Oh, kiss goodnight, sorry."

He lowered his head, wanting to kiss Bai Lu's side face.

Bai Lu pushed him away with a cold expression on his face, and said angrily, "Good night! Now you won't even eat after the fuck is over, right? If you want me to die, you can just stab me twice, there's no need to waste time." Slowly starve me to death."

"..." Chu Ya was slightly taken aback, and then remembered that the jailer had told him that Bai Lu had been lethargic since the morning, and he didn't even eat breakfast. , and got fucked by myself on an empty stomach.

This is really pitiful, he is the worst scumbag in the world...

Chu Ya suddenly felt guilty, even if it was his ex-boyfriend who had already broken up, even if he used him and lied to him, he still had to let him eat.Although I hated him, I couldn't treat him so cruelly.

Chu Ya made amends, and immediately asked: "What do you want to eat, I'll get someone to make it for you."

Bai Lu: "Hot pot, ah, there is no hot pot in this era."

"some."

"?"

Chu Ya patiently explained to him: "This dynasty does not belong to any period in my known history, but the plant species and mineral resources are very comprehensive. Basically, some modern ingredients are available here. When I was relatively free last year, I Compiled a cookbook so you can eat whatever you want."

"Recipe?" Bai Lu looked at him suspiciously, "I remember you don't know how to cook either?"

"But I memorized the recipe because I wanted to make it for you."

Although Chu Ya was born in a wealthy family and grew up in a wealthy family, he has received strict elite education since he was a child, and he is also vigorous and resolute in his work. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is cruel and cruel, but he is a bit romantic in his treatment of feelings. Thing is more of a soft spot - albeit a tough one when done.

Bai Lu's head got dizzy when he heard that, and he waved his hands impatiently, "Then let's eat hot pot, I want spicy hot pot bottom."

Chu Ya: "No."

Bai Lu was extremely annoyed, "You are sick, you just said that you can eat anything."

"Your health is not good, you should eat something light."

Bai Lu frowned, grabbed Chu Ya's collar, and said through gritted teeth, "If my opinion is useless in the future, don't fucking ask me!"

Seeing that he was angry, Chu Ya quickly coaxed: "Okay, I understand, don't be angry, I won't ask you anymore."

Bai Lu: "...Did you do it on purpose?!"

He must have been at odds with Chu Ya in this life, otherwise how could he be so angry that he could just say a few words, wishing he could draw his knife and hack the bastard to death.

Chu Ya didn't seem to notice...or deliberately ignored Bai Lu's murderous eyes, turned around and ordered his servants to make some light porridge and side dishes and bring them in.

At this point, the dining room in the palace was already on fire, and not long after, two maids in water-red dresses with narrow sleeves came in carrying two mahogany trays, on which were placed three A plate of delicate vegetarian food and a cup of steaming white porridge.

The two maids were very good-looking, Bai Lu couldn't help but take a few more glances, Chu Ya immediately reached out and grabbed his chin, forcing him to turn his eyes to himself.

At the same time, he still did not forget to reprimand: "Don't look around, eat well."

Bai Lu was indeed hungry, so he picked up a spoon and scooped up a spoonful of white porridge, picked up a little side dish, and stuffed it into his mouth.

He couldn't stop talking while eating, "The two girls were wearing red dresses just now."

Chu Ya frowned slightly, "Why are you asking this?"

"When I first entered the palace, I seemed to have seen palace maids in white and yellow skirts?"

Chu Ya frowned again, "So you were thinking about this. The ranks of maids in the palace are different, and the palace clothes are also different. The two just now are the first-class maids, the light yellow is the second-class, and the onyx is the third-class."

Bai Lu felt inexplicably uncomfortable, "Even court ladies have to be classified into different ranks, it's really annoying."

Chu Ya smiled helplessly, "Classes are divided everywhere, even in the 21st century, isn't it the same, hurry up and eat, and sleep for a while after eating."

Bai Lu was eating sullenly. He knew what Chu Ya said was right. No matter what age, people are always divided into grades and grades by various factors. Wealth, power, talent, appearance, occupation, all of these are in the Intentionally or unintentionally, human classes are divided, as if invisible labels are placed on people.

If it is really classified like the maids in the palace, Bai Lu is sure that his family belongs to the lowest class, because he himself is a naughty person, and his mother...is a prostitute.

Annoyed, Bai Lu threw the spoon into the bowl, pulled up the quilt and covered his head.

Chu Ya knew that he was unhappy, so he didn't say anything more.

As long as there is no conflict between them, and Bai Lu doesn't say those stupid things like 'I've never loved' and 'I'm leaving', Chu Ya will be extra gentle and patient towards him.

He lightly took away the tableware, patted Bai Lu's back through the quilt, and said softly: "Sleep, remember to drink the medicine again at noon."

He extinguished the candle lamp on the table, lowered the soft bed curtain, and the room fell into quiet darkness.

……

"Hey, you know, his mother is a prostitute."

"Whore? What's that?"

"It's the lady in the nightclub, hasn't she acted on TV? It's the kind of woman who can have sex if you give money."

"Hey... I feel so sick, Bai Lu, is your mother really like this?"

"Hahaha, will you be that kind of person when you grow up? Are there male prostitutes? My mother said that I won't let me play with you, and I will learn to be bad... Ah! It hurts, why do you beat people!"

"Stop! It's bleeding!"

"Teacher, teacher, Bai Lu is fighting again!"

"Pull them away!"

……

The early morning birdsong rustled in, waking Bai Lu up from his nightmare. He raised his hand blankly, opening and closing his five fingers, the joints seemed to still have the touch from the dream.

Speaking of it, it seemed that every time he fought when he was a child, he was defending his mother.

No matter what others say about her, no matter how disdainful her profession is, to Bai Lu, she is the best woman in the world, the mother who raised him.

Children naturally love their mothers, so Bai Lu does not allow others to slander her, let alone hurt her, because since he was born, only his mother has loved him, but Chu Shen has taken away this one and only, and made him a teenage boy. Child, left to die alone and helpless.

Bai Lu hated Chu Shen to the core, Chu Ya said he was innocent, yes, indeed, his mother's death had nothing to do with him, but to Bai Lu, Chu Ya was Chu Shen's son, this was the original sin, and he harbored a grudge , and cannot let go.

第7章你们皇宫招男性宫女吗?更新:2021-04-2809:02:2219条吐槽

It is probably around eight or nine o'clock in the morning now, Bai Lu is not used to the life of not being able to check the time anytime and anywhere, he touched the bed beside him, there was no temperature at all, Chu Ya probably left early.

I didn't feel anything after being fucked yesterday, but now I woke up from a sleep, the soreness in my waist and the dull pain in my back came out strongly, Bai Lu frowned and took a breath of cold air, slowly Moved out of bed.

He glanced at the bronze mirror next to the bed intentionally or unintentionally, and immediately cursed: "What a fucking lunatic!"

The bronze mirror clearly reflected the dark red hickey marks all over his neck, and even a few bite marks, which were particularly clear against the white skin, even a little scary.I pressed it with my fingers, and it still hurts.

What, is this going to eat him alive in bed?

Bai Lu couldn't help but reached out and touched the surface of the bronze mirror. It was very smooth to the touch, not inferior to modern mirrors. How was it polished? Was there such a technique in ancient times?

The people outside probably heard the movement inside, walked in lightly, and asked respectfully through a large twelve-fold screen: "Young master, are you awake? Do you need to eat? The soup and medicine ordered by His Majesty earlier It's over."

Bai Lu turned his head to look, and saw a faint figure behind the screen, probably a eunuch or servant or something.

Bai Lu scratched his hair irritably, "I don't want to eat, help me find a dress, I want to go out."

The people outside nodded in agreement, but after half a stick of incense, two maids in red came in with a set of exquisitely crafted dark blue clothes.

Bai Lu looked at them, and realized that they were not the two from yesterday, but they looked just as good-looking.Bai Lu felt inexplicably jealous, you said that this is really more popular than others, how many beautiful girls did Chu Ya have by his side in the past two years? !Could it be that there really are three thousand harems? !Hold!unfair!

The two maids put the clothes on the table, saluted Bai Lu, and then came over to take off his moon-white obscene clothes.

Bai Lu took a step back in horror, as if he had met a hooligan, and looked at them in horror, "Wait, wait, what are you going to do?"

The maid said respectfully: "Changing clothes for the young master."

"I have hands and feet, I can wear them myself..."

The two maids looked at each other, a little at a loss, "Master, what's wrong with the slave?"

"Huh? I didn't say..."

Bai Lu is even more at a loss than them. Although he has a bad temper and is prone to swearing, he is not very good at communicating with girls. He will get nervous habitually, feel that he is rough, and is afraid of saying something bad. , will frighten them.

Bai Lu chose his words cautiously, "I mean, I can wear it myself, and I don't need to bother you...Ah, does this mean that your wages will be deducted?"

The maid was puzzled, "Salary?"

"Hmm... that's monthly money, isn't that what you call it here? By the way, how much money do you get every month for working so hard?"

"Master Hui, the slaves receive eight taels of silver every month."

Bai Lu thought for a while, "How about converting it into RMB?"

The maid was even more puzzled, "Forgive me, my lord, this servant does not understand what you are talking about."

"Let me ask this, how much is a steamed stuffed bun here?"

The maid didn't know why he asked this suddenly, but she replied honestly: "Master, two cents each."

"Two pennies..." Bai Lu calculated in his mind, and made up an excuse, "It's actually like this, I'm not a local, can you tell me how the money here is calculated?"

The maid was quite honest and didn't doubt it, she said truthfully: "Young master, it's like this, one penny is a copper plate, one penny is ten pennies, one penny is ten pennies, and one tael of silver is ten pennies."

Bai Lu was not good at mathematics, and his mind was a little dizzy. After a few minutes of difficult mental calculations, he finally turned this corner.

Calculated according to the purchasing power just asked, one penny is almost one yuan in modern times, one penny is ten yuan, one coin is one hundred yuan, and one tael of silver is 1000 yuan. Then the income of this court lady is quite considerable, and she has completely entered a well-off life. , worthy of being a civil servant.

Bai Lu was even slightly envious: "Does your palace recruit male maids? The kind who work hard and work fast!"

The maid was a little dazed, and didn't understand why this noble young man, who had just won the favor, suddenly wanted to be their colleague.

She cautiously replied: "My lord, I heard from the lady official that there is no plan to re-enter the maid this year, but there seems to be a shortage of eunuchs in the Ministry of Internal Affairs."

Bai Lu: "...Farewell!"

After the two maids saluted in a daze, they withdrew.

Standing by the bed, Bai Lu struggled to change the cumbersome clothes. He pulled up the collar to cover the mottled marks on his neck. He took a silk ribbon and tied his hair behind his head. He fiddled with the soft hair on his forehead.

Bai Lu tidied himself up, but he didn't turn around and go out.

He rummaged through the bedroom for a while, but he couldn't find the clothes he wore when he first entered the palace, and naturally he couldn't find the sachet either, probably it was put away by someone.

The sachet containing the poison is a dynamite bag that can explode at any time. Once someone discovers it and traces it to him, the consequences will be disastrous.

Besides, Lin Xiaoan, although Bai Lu's soul passed through him, he did not inherit the memory of the original owner, so it is not clear what his identity is.But what is certain is that he is definitely not a simple luthier.

Bai Lu was worried, now there are wolves and tigers in front, and if he stays in the palace, he will have to face the uncertain Chuya, living in fear, if he goes back to the moon tower, he might be returning to the assassin's den, isn't that right? more dangerous.

He doesn't want to stay with Chu Ya now, but he doesn't hate him to the point where he wants to be an assassin.

The only way out is to run away. He is a big man. Although his grades are not very good and his mind is not very smart, it is still no problem to make a living in the peaceful and prosperous age.

Bai Lu endured the pain in his body, stood at the door of the room, leaned against the door and peeked out, and saw seven or eight guards standing in the huge courtyard, all of them were sharp-eyed, tall and mighty, with black waistcoats around their waists. long knife.

Bai Lu withdrew his gaze calmly and left the door.

He can guarantee that as soon as he goes out, these "loyal fans" of Chu Ya will immediately report to their beloved Majesty, and maybe send someone to follow him.

Bai Lu gave up on the main entrance, turned around and came to the window, and climbed up using both hands and feet.

Although Lin Xiaoan's body was emaciated and difficult to use, but the memory of his previous life was still there, and those power-exerting skills could still be used, so Bai Lu climbed up the window sill smoothly, but unfortunately, he made a mistake when he jumped down. His left foot stepped on the wide hem of his clothes, and he fell headlong... his buttocks landed on the ground.

boom!

"Hold……"

Bai Lu lay on the ground, his face turned blue from the pain.

His ass is really full of disasters. He was fucked yesterday and fell again today. It hurts both outside and inside.

While tugging at the grass on the ground angrily, Bai Lu cursed the eighteen generations of Chuya's ancestors over and over again in his heart. After letting out a bad breath, he slowly climbed up while leaning on the wall, and picked a hidden path to move forward. go.

The roads in the palace are intricate, with palaces and pavilions, high terraces and halls lined up one after the other. I don’t know how many houses there are. The high walls and gray tiles are dazzling.

In the costume drama, the rebellious prince in the palace can slip out to play by jumping over the wall, that's all fake.Bai Lu looked up at the seven or eight meter high red wall, thinking how long would his legs be to turn over?

Moreover, it may be that the emperor of this dynasty had a more aggressive style. An imperial palace had eight gates, and the gates were so tightly guarded that not even a fly could fly out.

Although Bai Lu's surname is Bai, he is not an idiot, he would not rashly do such unsure things, let alone hand over the handle to Chu Ya himself.He decided to take a stroll in the palace during the day and make a note of the route, and he had to wait until dark to escape.

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