Yuanzhong poultry

Yu Bai insisted on going to take a bath by himself, but Zhao Jun knew that stopping a drunk would be fruitless, so he let him go too.

He didn't have the slightest intention of leaving, he just drank the ginger soup slowly, while calculating the memorial to the ministers, he waited for Yu Bai to come out.

Counting the time, Zhao Jun frowned, and raised his voice to call Abai.

At this time, Yu Bai was fiddling with the water, leaning on the tub and thinking about Zhao Jun in a daze.His capacity for drinking was not so bad that he couldn't take care of himself after a glass of wine, but his mind was a little muddled, and Zhao Jun's face flashed past his eyes from time to time.

...that is an emperor.

That is the emperor who holds the power of life and death, would he say such things to people?That's really a different kind of emperor.

Yu Bai couldn't figure it out, so he didn't make it difficult for himself, and put on his unlined clothes slowly.

Even though it was early spring, it wasn't very warm at dusk, Yu Bai shivered, saw the curtain on the window, and wanted to tear it off and put it on.

When Zhao Jun came in, what he saw was such a picture of Yu Bai fighting against the window.

Zhao Jun: "..."

He silently watched as the mantle fell off his hand, and Yu Bai fell to the ground, laughing out of no sympathy.

The young man tilted his head to look at him, and called his name in a dissatisfied tone: "Zhao Jun."

Zhao Jun froze for a moment, then quickly recovered, and replied, "I'm here."

Yu Bai raised his face to look at him, his dark pupils opened wide as hard as possible, and Zhao Jun's face was gradually reflected clearly, some vague memories suddenly flashed in his heart, followed by panic from the bottom of his heart.

"Don't move around." Zhao Jun bent down and picked him up, stroking his wet hair like a child.Drops of water trickled down the ends of her hair and into the depths of her unlined clothing.Thinking of the knife wound, he took the ointment and untied Yu Bai's skirt.

——Unexpectedly, Yu Bai suddenly struggled violently, as if his movement touched some mechanism and poured out some memory, the movement was so big that he almost broke away from Zhao Jun's arms.

Zhao Jun easily grasped his wrist, wrapped him in his arms with his backhand, and took the time to pinch his waist gently, and scolded: "Don't make trouble, or you will look good."

Yu Bai seemed to be frozen.

It seems that a long time ago, so long that he couldn't judge whether it was true or not. In the past, someone spoke to him like this.The man's voice was flat: "Ah Bai, it's fine if you don't care about yourself. Do you remember that you still have a sister? If I find her..."

Yu Bai suddenly trembled, like a cat being held by the nape of its neck, staring blankly at him and not moving.

Zhao Jun was happy and relaxed, and easily untied Yu Bai's clothes.The knife wound gradually healed, and he dug out a piece of light green ointment with his fingers and smeared the scar.During this period, Yu Bai's body was tense all the time, and his eyes were fixed on him without blinking, as if he was ready to go.

Zhao Jun flicked his forehead amusedly, and easily opened his fist clenched on his sleeve: "Let go, let me wipe your hair."

Yu Bai pursed his lips and said nothing, let him put the towel on his head and rub it.It stands to reason that Zhao Jun, who is used to being served by others, is unlikely to be good at serving others, but he is very skilled in applying medicine to Yu Bai, wiping his head, and even dressing Yu Bai.

Yu Bai blinked and grunted softly.

Zhao Jun buttoned him up: "What?"

Yu Bai flinched a little, but his face was still confident: "I said...you're an asshole."

"I'm an asshole?" These words are not unfamiliar, and I'm used to hearing them in the past two years, but I didn't expect to experience the old feeling in this situation.Zhao Jun laughed, and flicked his forehead bluntly, "Then tell me, which bastard gave you the medicine?"

Yu Bai didn't say anything more.

Zhao Jun leaned over and pushed Yu Bai into a corner: "Who am I?"

Alcohol reduces the sensitivity to danger, Yu Bai was stunned for a moment, and parroted in a daze: "Who am I?"

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——"Who am I?" In the vast and deep palace, no one would tell Yu Bai the truth.

The wind picked up at sunset, and the petals were carried by the wind, and scattered all over the ground. Yu Bai looked at it quietly for a long time, and said, "There are not so many flowers in Liucheng."

Zhao Jun said softly: "If you like, I will send more people."

Yu Bai shook his head.Flowers always wither and wither.

"Then what do you want?"

"I think..." Yu Bai asked softly, "What do I want, will His Majesty give me anything?"

Zhao Jun didn't answer.

——I am willing to give you everything I can find, except to leave.

-I won't let you move an inch from my side.I want you to stay with me forever in this huge cage of extravagance.

But Yu Bai didn't have the energy to dwell on this issue anymore.Xu Shi noticed that the danger was gradually disappearing, and it was more likely that his body that had not recovered from his serious injuries could not hold on to his drunkenness, so Yu Bai just fell asleep in his arms, his face flushed.

Zhao Jun could hear him muttering "Zhao Jun".He stared at the peaceful face of Yubai and crimson, and finally let out a long breath.

The maid who had been guarding outside the palace gate for a long time heard the movement and greeted her with a hot water towel: "Your Majesty..."

Zhao Jun waved his hands, picked up Yu Bai, and walked into the bedroom familiarly, leaving the dumbfounded maid behind.

He couldn't count how many times he carried the sleeping Yu Bai back to his bedroom, and he didn't know that the eyes he was looking at Yu Bai were very soft.The emperor who killed and killed the decisive emperor moved his heart, which is a good talk but also harms the country. It is praised by the people and not tolerated by the royal family.

"Sincereness"——Zhao Jun didn't know what the sincerity was, and he didn't think he would be moved by the sincerity.But this was the first time he thought, if they hadn't had that kind of past, wouldn't he be happier when he hugged Yu Bai?

The answer is unknown.

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Yu Bai'an fell asleep, but Zhao Jun held up a pen and didn't write a word for a long time.

Li Dehai stepped forward slowly to cut the candles brighter for him, and said respectfully: "Your Majesty seems to have something on his mind."

Zhao Jun gently closed his eyes: "I suddenly feel a little regretful."

Even the experienced Li Dehai did not expect Zhao Jun to say such a thing.He raised his eyebrows and looked at the emperor whom he had served since he was a child. For the first time, he heard Zhao Jun's voice astringent: "If this goes on, maybe one day, Ah Bai will remember everything, but I... I can't bear to trap him... .”

"Your Majesty is the Son of Heaven." The voice of the old eunuch who had served him for decades was quiet, "If Your Majesty regrets it, then let everything go back to before the regret. Young Master Yu will appreciate what His Majesty wants to do."

Not necessarily, but must.I have to.

Yes, he is the emperor, he has enough ability to trap Yu Bai in this big net.

Zhao Jun regained his composure and said, "Is the maid who brought Yu Bai to the Leng Palace here today?"

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Hualiu knelt in front of Zhao Jun, dripping with cold sweat: "Your Majesty, what I said is true, I dare not lie a little bit, I hope Your Majesty will learn from you!"

Zhao Jun didn't answer, but quietly played with the beads in his hand, one by one, the sound of beads turning echoed in the empty hall.

He was afraid that someone around Yu Bai would say something wrong, and under the pretext of Prince Ning's rebellion to clean up the palace, he killed a group of people and replaced a group of people, almost changing the entire palace staff, especially around Yu Bai.He had already dismissed all the old people around Yu Bai, leaving only his confidants in the palace for many years, and he would never use those servants who were ignorant and ignorant.

Until the stick of incense was burned out and Hualiu's spring shirt was drenched in cold sweat, Zhao Junfang threw the beads back on the table and said softly: "I see, go back and do your business."