Dressing up as a male and female protagonist

When Zhao Ye walked in, he happened to see Yan Yu, who was dressed in riding clothes and had a pretty face, kneeling in front of her, looking up.However, he was casually stroking Yan Yu's black hair.

Seemingly not aware of Zhao Ye's arrival at all, he suddenly let go, took two steps back, looked at Yan Yu seriously, and then slowly raised his rosy lips: "Let's go."

"!" Zhao Ye's brows furrowed, and he looked at him with a gloomy expression, "Don't you have anything to say to me?"

He was suppressing his efforts, and he didn't know what he was angry about.

Cuckold?How is it possible, he is a man who can watch his wives and concubines make peace with the guards!

But when he turned sideways and saw Zhao Ye, he frowned slightly, as if he was not affected by Zhao Ye's emotions at all: "Your Majesty?"

The next moment the voice became cold again: "Perhaps, do you have anything to say to me?"

Zhao Ye subconsciously looked towards him, and when he met those black and white eyes, his memory came back again.

This is not someone he can control.

But it was the one who controlled him.

Zhao Ye took a deep breath, and his eyes still fell on Yan Yu unconsciously.

Yan Yu didn't know when Yan Yu had stood up and stood beside her, with her eyebrows lowered and her body half-bowed, like an ordinary attendant.

However, the moment Zhao Ye's gaze fell on Yan Yu, Yan Yu suddenly raised her eyes to meet his!

Black and white are distinct, and humans and animals are harmless.

Zhao Ye couldn't feel that the other party was harmless at all.

"This is my palace." Zhao Ye paused, his eyes finally left Yan Yu's body, and landed on the indifferent body, "The one in the palace now seems to be a suspicious person?"

"Oh?" He glanced at Zhao Ye indifferently, and played with Yan Yu's hair impatiently, "Zhao Ye, I thought you came here to understand."

"Since you are already mine...then, whose palace is it?"

Zhao Ye never had a clearer understanding of the path he had chosen than now.

He clearly knew that what made him want to stop was himself, not the means, but it didn't mean that he was really willing to accept all of this.But he admires feelings, and his heart tells him that he has no way to resist.

Zhao Ye pursed his lips tightly, his thick eyebrows were furrowed, and his look became cloudy again.

But he didn't insist.

"Perhaps Your Majesty should see the imperial physician, is there any eye disease?" The corners of his lips hooked slightly, and he reached out to embrace Yan Yu, and lifted his black hair, making him turn sideways, exposing the side of his neck " A tattoo of the word "seven".

Zhao Ye's pupils shrank instantly, and he blurted out: "Dark Seven!"

Dark Seven, as the name suggests, Dark Guard Seven.It is not unreasonable that Zhao Ye is ignorant of the dark guard, a power that belongs exclusively to the emperor.

It can be said that his dark guards have their own abilities and are very loyal, with the exception of dark seven.

Dark Seven has the highest force value, even Dark One can't beat him; he has various skills such as piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, riding, shooting, medicine, poison, etc. He can be called a freak if he learns anything; The direct disciple of the invited psychotic old man failed to inherit the position of the leader of the dark guard.

All because of the abnormality of Dark Seven.

The imperial physician can't find out what's wrong with Anqi's body structure, but the fact that everyone is in front of him is that this is a idiot with a problematic EQ, with a childish nature, who sometimes chokes people to death when he speaks, and is not very obedient , but the martial arts are extremely high.

The current leader of the dark guards also has a headache for Dark Seven.Originally, his martial arts skills were extremely high, and his brain was not good at certain things, so it was okay to follow the emperor to guard Xiaoxiao, but the emperor that this abnormal dark guard met was also an abnormal emperor.

As far as Zhao Ye's weirdness is concerned, does An Yi dare to let An Qi stay beside Zhao Ye?God knows what will happen.Especially during this period of time, Zhao Ye's temper was convulsed, and An Yi wished that An Qi could stay a little further away from the emperor.The external tasks are not suitable for him to do, and by accident, Yin Qi has been watching in Guanju Palace.

Obviously, the dark seven who seemed so abnormal that he couldn't understand people's words has now become a good person, and, unexpectedly, he is very obedient.

If it was An Yi who saw Yan Yu's obedient appearance here, his eyes would probably pop out of the frame, but Zhao Ye was also in a very bad mood.This feeling of being stabbed by one's own people.

His subordinates actually won the favor of people who have always looked down on him?You are fucking kidding me :)

That's right, the person he sent to monitor.

Your love rival is your own creation :)

#You Create Your Own Love Rival Series#

#Just find someone to look at your sweetheart and increase your rivals#

#心情人太万惊人带了自己友手#

I was so angry that I couldn't smile a little.

But there is a saying that I am happy when I see you are unhappy, and the mood I describe now seems to be very appropriate.

Although conquest is fun, but I still don't like people who are against him, who makes him angry~temper~gas~

Caressing the tattoo on the side of Yan Yu's neck, lowering his eyes: "But now, he is called Yan Yu."

Returning Birds and Beautiful Jade.

Yan Yu raised her eyes and moved visibly for the first time, but she did not remove the artery on her neck from her hand, but gently rubbed it against her palm, smiling purely: "My lord."

"Good." The corner of his lips curved.

Zhao Ye frowned tightly: "Aren't you afraid that I will kill him?"

He raised his eyebrows and looked at Yan Yu: "Can he kill you?"

Yan Yu thought about it seriously, and then smiled: "Probably not, my lord, don't worry. No one here has better martial arts than Yan Yu, and no one can poison Yan Yu to death."

After hearing this, Zhao Ye's face turned into the bottom of the pot, but he smiled calmly: "Yan Yu is great."

"However, our Majesty seems to be unaware of some things." Turning to look at Zhao Ye, his expression was as cold as ever, "For example, what is your current status?"

Released Yan Yu and walked towards Zhao Ye.

For some unknown reason, Zhao Ye stood there motionless until he stopped in front of him.

Zhao Ye's throat rolled, and his mind was in a mess, as if fireworks were blooming.

But did nothing.

"Miss me?" Qing Lingling's voice was slightly contemptuous.

Zhao Ye suddenly covered his face, and the familiar frustration came again.

Having already made a decision, the sentence "I miss you so much" that almost blurted out somehow choked back, and the picture of hugging Yan Yu played back in his mind again and again.

The last thing he uttered was the words he gritted his teeth——

"What do you want? This is my palace!"

Perhaps what he wanted to say more was the sentence, you are my man!

"Oh." It seemed that he heard an insignificant sentence, which brought Zhao Ye a deeper sense of frustration.

But the next moment, a cold but moist hand rested on his neck, groped his neck wantonly when he was stiff, and grabbed his chin along the way.

Zhao Ye put down his hand, and met his casual eyes: "This is—the person who wants to accuse me?"

The moment Zai's hand touched Zhao Ye, Zhao Ye could clearly feel the trembling from the inside out.The body is out of his control, the beating of the heart and the flow of the blood are so abnormal, but his brain is clamoring for joy and excitement.

Unknowingly, Zhao Ye's dark eyes were filled with the depth of desire, lingering on his body.

Without waiting for Zhao Ye to react, he pushed Zhao Ye away and leaned on the soft couch alone, his black eyes showed no emotion, but the corners of his lips were hooked: "It's okay, I have plenty of time to play with you."

"In ancient times, Mr. Kong Ming captured Meng Huo seven times." The corners of his lips deepened. "Today, I don't have the patience of the sages. You have fallen into my hands twice. So, how about the last chance?"

"I won't let Yan Yu intervene, and you don't have to let the hidden guard intervene either."

Zhao Ye stared intently into his eyes: "What if you lose?"

He smiled, even with a twinkle in his eyes: "It's up to you."

Think too much, I'm sorry for his title of "Beauty Bones" in the work department if I don't sneak back.

Zhao Ye didn't know what he was thinking, but felt that those icy eyes were rarely filled with infinite vitality, with the playfulness and agility of a young man, captivating people's minds.

"it is good."

The game begins.

Zhao Ye was given one day to prepare, and of course he only had one day to prepare accordingly.

Zhao Ye still didn't know how the medicine appeared out of nowhere, but he subconsciously believed that he would not take the medicine again this time.

On the other hand, it is safer to be prepared.I have to admit that Zhao Ye was not so reassured as to submit.

As a person with a strong tendency to shake s, if it is because of this object that he feels it, then why does he have to be controlled instead of controlled?Especially, if controlled...

Zhao Ye's eyes were a little gloomy when he thought of Yan Yu who had a very pure smile but looked very underwhelming to him.

"An Yi." Zhao Ye said in a flat tone, "Do those two old bastards have any ideas?"

The background of the protagonist's evil power, naturally has all kinds of messy things like the cult of the genius doctor and saintess.However, the imperial power is still supreme.

After taking the medicine twice, Zhao Ye sent people to dig out all the magic doctors who hid in the mountains.

"Your Majesty, the two genius doctors chose a special prescription. Although this medicine can forcibly suppress other medicines within a few hours, it will cause the body to become weak for several days later, which will hinder the dragon's body." Son, let's say it all and let them decide for themselves.

Sure enough, Zhao Ye's voice did not hesitate: "Tell them to move quickly, I will see the finished product today."

"Yes."

The huge palace room became silent again, and Zhao Ye stood alone in the inner hall and surveyed the environment.

This time, the place of the bet was unexpectedly not in Guanju Palace, but in his bedroom—Zichen Palace.

Although everything was extravagant, but when he made it clear that he was going to be here, the wayward and foolish king Zhao Ye waved his hand and made people carefully arrange everything again.At the same time, various agencies are also indispensable.

When necessary, forceful suppression is also possible.Although Zhao Ye felt that he had practiced martial arts since he was a child, and his talent in martial arts was good, he should be able to fight. The martial arts in the news are not very high.

But how could he not think of these things that he could think of?Since he spoke, he naturally had his own support.

Zhao Ye licked his lips excitedly, his expression was a little unclear.

He had a premonition that maybe he would fail again.But this time...he really wanted to know what he would do.

Finally, the day passed.

Tonight, the Zichen Palace is still brightly lit, but layers of pearls, agates, and special curtains made of high-quality mist gauze linger throughout the palace, paired with red lanterns and candlesticks, filling the palace with a charming atmosphere.

"Jingle bell, jingle bell!"

The fine ringing of bells gradually echoed in the hall from far to near.

Finally, a pair of white jade feet landed on the soft carpet in the inner hall.