I accidentally married the regent

In the sleeping hall, Song Ting was carefully applying medicine to Lu Yan's wound with red medicine.

Although he thought it was OK to put a Band-Aid on the small opening, but there was no Band-Aid in this place, so he had to bandage it well. After all, it would not be good if he got a tetanus.

"pain."

Lu Yan spoke very solemnly, and Song Ting's hand that applied the medicine to him stopped unconsciously, and suddenly felt a little funny, raised his head and said to Lu Yan: "To be honest, I have never seen someone like Wang who screamed for pain. Brother, you are so serious."

"Really?" Lu Yan raised his eyebrows, "Then how do you usually shout?"

Song Ting put down the potion, and after thinking for a while, he burst into a "puchi" laugh. As if he wanted to disgust Lu Yan on purpose, he raised his hands, twisted his waist, and said in a coquettish voice, "My family hurts~"

Sure enough, when Lu Yan saw his actions and tone, his face became a little uncomfortable, and he said rationally: "Everyone has a different way of expressing pain, the emperor has the emperor's way, and the king has the way of the king. "

Song Ting: "..."

"Continue." Lu Yan held up his right finger that had not been bandaged, and spoke solemnly again.

Song Ting: "..."

It wasn't until one finger was bandaged into a radish shape that Lu Yan said again: "The queen mother may come over in the next few days, and the emperor must deal with it carefully; but after hearing that the grand master fell, the queen mother can't do anything now, but she is the queen of the first emperor. With the imperial decree of the first emperor in hand, and there is no evidence related to her after hearing about the grand master, this king can't touch her for the time being."

Song Ting likes to talk about business with Lu Yan very much, "Don't worry, I know how to do it."

Lu Yan let out a "hmm", looked at Song Ting's abdomen inadvertently, and said, "Is there any discomfort in your body after tossing for a few days?"

"No, my skin is not brittle." Song Ting thought about Lu Yan saying that his skin was brittle that night, so he deliberately said this to him.

However, Lu Yan asked, "Is the stomach crispy?"

Song Ting couldn't follow his words, "Huh?"

Lu Yan also seemed to realize that he had made a slip of the tongue, and corrected him: "What this king means is that if the emperor feels uncomfortable, don't hold back."

"I'm fine." Song Ting felt a little uncomfortable that Lu Yan was so concerned about his health. He always felt that Lu Yan was so concerned about his health, which was a bit wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

"That's good. If the emperor likes to do it, I won't stop you."

Listening to Lu Yan's words, I don't know if it's an illusion. Song Ting always feels that this guy seems to be trying to please him, but he really can't think of what he is worthy of Lu Yan's favor?And Lu Yan seems like someone who would do such a thing?

"Uh... Is this what you said? I can do whatever I want?"

With Lu Yan's promise, Song Ting still had to make use of it. After all, this word is more effective in the palace than any imperial power.

"nature."

"Thank you, Brother Wang!" Song Ting grinned happily. He planned to start researching milk powder tomorrow.

Seeing Song Ting smiling so happily, Lu Yan was also in a good mood, "Your Majesty, you have to smile more, your mood will be at ease, and it will be good for your health..."

Song Ting didn't think too much about the meaning of his words, nodded his head and said: "It's natural, with what you said, brother Wang, I will laugh like this every day in the future."

"Well, I still have to laugh for this king to see."

"Hey!" Song Ting responded reflexively, but finally felt wrong, "Uh...is this necessary?"

Lu Yan's face changed slightly, and there seemed to be a trace of eagerness on his face, "This king thinks it is very necessary..."

Song Ting: "..." Forget it, in order to be "free", just laugh, it's better to make yourself laugh than to cry.

"Okay, just smile, ten years old."

"En." As he said that, the corners of Lu Yan's lips twitched slightly.

It's not that Song Ting has never seen Lu Yanxiao before, it's just that it's the first time he has seen such a pure, satisfied smile that seems to have received some kind of beautiful promise.Lu Yan, who laughed like this, looks a little distorted. If it wasn't for Song Ting's determination, he wouldn't be able to resist saying "You are so handsome..."

"This king looks good-looking?"

When Song Ting, who was still in a daze, heard this, he immediately responded with a "poof" and thought: Is this person capable of reading minds or what?

"This is..."

"You probably remember that the emperor said this before."

Lu Yan was always able to say such "unserious" words with the taste of major political affairs, but Song Ting couldn't avoid it, so he could only answer. "It seems that I said..."

"Then..." Lu Yan stared at Song Ting, "The emperor likes me..."

Song Ting's breathing suddenly froze for a moment, and he looked at Lu Yan in a daze.

"Like this king's face?" Lu Yan added.

Song Ting opened his mouth slightly and swallowed. Affected by Lu Yan's expression, he replied very seriously: "Well, I like it. Everyone likes good-looking things."

Treating this face as a "thing" is an easy answer.Song Ting thought.

Lu Yan raised his hand to pinch his chin, making him raise his head slightly and face him squarely.

"This king also likes your... face."

Song Ting was stunned for a moment, "Hehe...hehe...Is that so, what a coincidence."

"So, in order for us to often see the 'things' we like each other, this king has decided to move into the Changji Hall from today."

Song Ting's chin was still pinched by Lu Yan, and he nodded in his hand, "Okay, okay."

After receiving the response, Lu Yan released Song Ting's jaw.

Song Ting let out a breath, then jumped up belatedly and asked, "What did you just say?"

Lu Yan frowned, as if he didn't like this kind of repetitive conversation, "This king wants to raise the eyes of the emperor, so that the emperor can see what he likes day and night. Of course, it is also for this king himself, so from now on, Move into Changji Hall."

Song Ting didn't understand what Lu Yan wanted to do at all. He had said before that he could do whatever he wanted as long as he was happy, but now he wants to move in and live with him. Does this mean he wants to monitor him?

Otherwise, what does he mean?

"This, it's not very good..."

Lu Yan looked at it, and said calmly, "Your Majesty, you are not joking."

Song Ting: "...That's fine too, the Changji Hall is so big, the regent can live there if he wants."

"Well, by the way, I remember that the emperor seemed to have said before that he wanted to save money in the palace?" Lu Yan asked.

Song Ting thought for a while, did he say that?But looking at Lu Yan's expression, it didn't seem like he was joking.

"Um...it seems to be."

Lu Yan directly ignored the "likeness", and said in a normal and indifferent way: "Since this is the case, there is no need to tidy up another dormitory. This king and the emperor live in the same dormitory." After speaking, Lu Yan carefully glanced aside Song Ting's dragon bed, and then said in a serious tone: "The emperor's bed is big and wide enough, so there should be a place for the king, right?"

Song Ting was silenced for a while by Lu Yan's series of words.What does he mean, does he know that he has moiré patterns, and really wants to give him a child, and then he justifiably kicked himself off and ascended the throne in the name of supporting the prince? ?

"No, why are you doing this?" Song Ting couldn't help but asked softly, it wasn't that he judged the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain, it was really inexplicable.

Lu Yan said: "This king said, it's because I want to see what I 'like' often, just like the emperor likes to eat a dish and wants to eat it every day."

Song Ting had never seen anyone who compared himself to a dish in order to sleep in the same bed with him.

"Well, you will get tired of eating food, and you will get tired of looking at beautiful things." Song Tingyu said earnestly.

Lu Yan was silent.

For some reason, Song Ting suddenly felt that what he said was a bit cruel. Although Lu Yan's expression was still so calm, he felt that Lu Yan's expression at the moment seemed to have a kind of "feeding the dog with sincerity". bitterness.

For some unknown reason, Song Ting laughed dryly and said, "My bed is really too big, it's empty when I sleep alone, and it's warm when two of you sleep together, and you can even hug each other's face to sleep. Something you like."

Hearing this, Lu Yan let out a calm "hmm", and it seemed that he didn't have much emotional fluctuations. The hand that was only on his lap trembled uncontrollably.

"Then, I ordered someone to wait for you to take a bath. You really should go to sleep." Song Ting said this seriously. Lu Yan already had obvious dark circles under his eyes, which must have been caused by lack of sleep in the past two days.

Lu Yan never fell asleep alone when others were awake, and the perennial vigilance made him unable to fall asleep during the day, but now listening to Song Ting's words, he really felt that the sleepiness that had been suppressed for many years suddenly surged up. I can sleep well today.

******

"My lord has rested."

Xu Liuyi came out from the inner hall and said to Zhang Chaosheng who was beside him.

Zhang Chaosheng didn't make a bad face anymore, he just pursed his lips and didn't speak.

Xu Liuyi looked at it, and said with emotion: "I have been with the prince for many years, and I have seen him stay up for several days and nights, but I have never seen him sleep during the day, and he can sleep so deeply."

"What do you want to say?" Zhang Chaosheng's tone was still cold.

"I want to say that the prince is really different from the emperor, so don't make a bad face to the emperor all day long."

"He blocked the prince's throne." Zhang Chaosheng said with a bit of hostility.

Xu Liuyi gave a "cut", "I'm too lazy to tell you, I'll go back to the palace to pack the prince's things, so you take good care of him." After speaking, Xu Liuyi left.

Zhang Chaosheng looked back at the closed inner hall door, his face smelled bad again.

"See you later, you are always so hostile."

A cool and soft voice sounded behind him, Zhang Chaosheng hurriedly turned his head, looked at Fu Changxue who was in a plain robe in front of him, cupped his hands and said, "I've seen Master Fu."

Fu Changxue glanced at the closed inner hall door with a slight smile, "Is the prince inside?"

"Well, my lord has decided to live in the Changji Palace today." Zhang Chaosheng said, after thinking for a while, he said, "Master Fu, you have to persuade your lord, now that the grand master has just been eradicated, your lord will move into the emperor's bedroom." , I am afraid that the courtiers will say that he is 'coercing the emperor to make the princes', which will affect the reputation of the prince."

Fu Changxue smiled lightly, and there was a bit of a joke on his handsome and gentle face, "What's 'coercing the emperor to make the princes'? It's just a 'rogue' who tried every means to cling to the emperor."

"My lord?" Zhang Chaosheng didn't understand this.

Fu Changxue said no more, "Since the prince is resting, that's all. I'll come back tomorrow."

"What do you want to say, my lord? After the prince wakes up, I will report it for you."

Fu Changxue gave a thankful smile, "No need." After saying that, he turned around and left, just as he walked out of the inner hall, he saw two wet nurses heading for the side hall where Yuan Geometric lived.

"Is that the wet nurse for the child who was born not long ago?" Fu Changxue asked the little eunuch beside him.

"Go back to your lord, yes."

Fu Changxue nodded, looked at the two wet nurses, thought of the little soft child, with a look of nostalgia on his face, and then unconsciously walked towards Yuan Geometric's side hall with his legs...

The author has something to say: Lu Yan: Having said so much, I just want to take good care of you

Song Ting: What do you take care of me?

Lu Yan: Er...