I accidentally married the regent

Lu Yan is right, no matter whether you are going out or taking a bath, it is good to have a screen to block it, but it would be strange to put a screen on the bed while sleeping.

Therefore, Lu Yan looked at Song Ting's wide dragon bed, and was about to ask Liu Yuan to move in the imperial concubine couch and put it together. He said indifferently: "This bed is big enough for the two of us to sleep enough, so it doesn't need to be so troublesome."

Lu Yan froze slightly.

Song Ting really thinks it's nothing, we are all men, it's nothing to sleep together.The reason why I care about bathing and bathing is that it is personal privacy after all, but sleeping in different pajamas, sleeping in different pillows, and covering in different quilts is the last thing to tweak.

Lu Yan saw that Song Ting had already taken off his shoes and went to bed, but he still stood where he was.He has been cautious for many years and never sleeps with others. For him, this is dangerous. After all, if you fall asleep, the people around you are very likely to stab you when you are unsuspecting.

"I'm really sleepy, Prince Regent, let's rest." Song Ting sat cross-legged on the bed, looked at the motionless Lu Yan, and yawned.This day really tormented him a lot. He got up early in the morning to go to court, and then he was poisoned and read the memorial. Finally, at night, he couldn't even open his eyelids. He just wanted to get out of bed. sleep.

Under the urging of Song Ting's yawn after yawn, Lu Yan raised his foot and took two steps forward, keeping his eyes on Song Ting.

When Xu Liuyi asked him in the morning, he had some considerations in his mind.The first emperor had only this last son left. If this son is not mature enough to take on the responsibility of the king of a country, then who can be worthy of the great responsibility?

So his initial plan was that although the little emperor was absurd and extravagant when he was in the vassal, he was of the blood of the first emperor after all, and he was still young. He was pushed to sit on the throne and he was behind the scenes. The "mascot" is enough, Dayu can be safe for the time being, and then let him stand up and accept concubines, and have more princes, and there will always be a few bright and talented ones.Then there will be nothing wrong with him.

It's just a short day of getting along with him, although he is indeed as ridiculous as the rumors say, but Lu Yan feels that although the little emperor is mediocre, he is not dizzy, and although he likes to mess around, he is not brainless.At the beginning in the feudal land, perhaps the reason why he was arrogant and extravagant was that he had no good teacher to teach him. If he had a good training, he might be able to take on a great responsibility.

Song Ting sat on the bed, and found that Lu Yan looked at him more and more strangely, sometimes calmly, and sometimes with turbulent waves, as if he had gone through some super tortuous mental journey.

If Song Ting knew that Lu Yan was thinking about how to make him a stallion, he would probably faint on the spot.This must be rejected!

"Well, do you want to go to bed or not?" Song Ting saw that Lu Yan hadn't reached the bedside after walking for a long time, so he couldn't help urging him.It's only six feet, does it take so long to walk?

Lu Yan came back to his senses, and then coughed slightly. He felt a little uncomfortable being asked by Song Ting, but he still responded calmly, "Naturally."

Song Ting breathed a sigh of relief, patted the bed, yawned and said, "Then come up quickly, I'm really sleepy, and I have to go to court tomorrow."

Lu Yan looked at his actions, and suddenly his expression changed, and his neck was slightly red.

Song Ting looked at him helplessly. To be honest, Lu Yan always had an indifferent face. Although he was extremely handsome, no one dared to approach him because of his cold and stern posture.If he wasn't a book traveler who knew everything and saw through everything, he probably wouldn't even dare to speak to him.

But, no matter how indifferent and stern he is, he must sleep.

Seeing that Lu Yan hadn't come over yet, Song Ting was in a hurry. He jumped off the bed barefoot in his obscene clothes and trousers, stepped forward in three or two steps, grabbed Lu Yan's hand and walked towards the bed, with a slight smile in his mouth. A little impatient, "Brother Wang, hurry up."

After hearing that name, Lu Yan's neck remained the same redness, but this time his ears were not only red in the lobe, but both ears were red.It's just that his face is still indifferent, showing that strangers don't get close to each other, so that Liu Yuan, who is waiting on the sidelines, looks at Song Ting's behavior of crossing the line, and at the moment Lu Yan's face, he is worried whether Lu Yan will slap him in the next moment Paifei offended his emperor.

However, he was trembling at the side, but his emperor didn't say anything, and successfully pulled Lu Yan to the bed and sat down.

When Liu Yuan saw it, he came back to his senses and hurriedly asked the little eunuch who was waiting to undress Lu Yan.

"No need." Lu Yan stopped him, not someone he was used to, he never allowed others to touch him, "Go down, this king will do it himself."

Liu Yuan listened, and prayed for Song Ting in his heart, and replied respectfully, "Yes."

Song Ting was lying on the bed and was about to fall asleep. Seeing Lu Yan get up, he asked vaguely, "What are you doing?"

"Cough, undress."

Song Ting let out an "oh", and was about to fall asleep. Finally, he gave Lu Yan a sleepy look, and that one look made his drowsiness a little bit under control.Because he saw that Lu Yan finally took off the hat that he had been wearing for a whole day, his long black and thick hair fell down like an original ink painting, and a few strands of hair were scattered on his cheeks, making his outline straight and his eyebrows delicate His face instantly became extremely stunning, touching people's hearts.

Lu Yan took off the python robe and was only wearing plain single clothes, with thousands of strands of hair pouring down his back, walking towards Song Ting against the candlelight.

Song Ting was so sleepy that he couldn't keep his eyes open. When Lu Yan came over and sat by his bed, he finally went to see Duke Zhou, but at the moment he went, he said from his heart: "You look like this and people don't like you. It really doesn't match, it's too gentle."

When Lu Yan heard the last few words, he froze for a moment, and Song Ting had already slept like a dead pig, not to mention, he was still sleeping in a mess.

Lu Yan had never seen such an indulgent sleeping appearance.

Raising his hand and rubbing the center of his brows, Lu Yan took a deep breath, then bent down and hugged Song Ting on the bed and changed into a regular sleeping position, then went to bed and lay beside him.

Lu Yan has always been a light sleeper, and would be awakened by the slightest movement, so he never stayed in the house with the night watchman when he was sleeping, because other people's breathing would affect his sleep, which would make him angry and irritable.

However, when he was lying next to Song Ting and listening to Song Ting's steady breathing, he didn't feel angry or irritable. Instead, he paid close attention to his breathing, whether there was any rapidity or any unusual changes.

Song Ting sleeps very well, and can maintain a posture until dawn. Even at midnight, his body is hot and red as Doctor Lin said. Not big.

Lu Yan didn't fall asleep all the time, and waited for Zishi to see Song Ting's situation. Seeing that he was feeling as uncomfortable as Doctor Lin said, he immediately frowned.

Song Ting had gone from falling asleep to a comatose state, and he was so hot and sweaty that he finally couldn't control it, whimpering like a wounded kitten in a coma.

The faint voice pierced into Lu Yan's eardrums, causing him to lean over and hug Song Ting in his arms immediately. The body fragrance from his body grew exponentially and poured into Song Ting's nostrils.

The closer the body fragrance was, the more comfortable Song Ting was. He leaned against Lu Yan's broad chest, the heat on his body finally subsided little by little, and finally his breathing became steady again.

Lu Yan watched, then heaved a sigh of relief, and was about to put him down gently, but Song Ting subconsciously grabbed the clothes on his chest, and slept sweetly in his arms like this.

It was like this for several nights in a row. Lu Yan relieved Song Ting's discomfort every time after midnight before going to sleep, but Song Ting didn't know it at all, and only thought that he slept until dawn.The seven days that I thought would be difficult passed in a flash.

Although Lu Yan ate and lived with him, Song Ting found out that Lu Yan was actually very busy. After returning from court, he had to approve memorials, teach himself to read and write, and also took time to practice martial arts. What did he want to do? He had to keep a distance to accompany him, and he never stopped for almost a moment.

Looking at it this way, Song Ting's view of Lu Yan has changed a little bit. Perhaps his mind is not all about usurping the throne and becoming the emperor, but there are still people in Limin.

Therefore, on the morning of the eighth day, Song Ting sincerely said to Lu Yan: "Thank you."

Lu Yan still had that indifferent and aggressive attitude, "This is the duty of the minister."

Song Ting twitched the corners of his mouth, and said sincerely: "It is not in the prince's duty to sleep with me..."

As soon as this was said, all the eunuchs and maids serving in the palace became uncomfortable.

Song Ting didn't think there was any problem with his wording at all, and continued, "So I really thank you, not every regent can do what you do." I read books and TV. Regents, all of them are wolfish ambitions, wishing for the emperor to die early, you are very humane.

Song Ting thought so, but Lu Yan didn't seem to think so. He tried his best to keep his expression from collapsing because of Song Ting's thanks again, and only said with a cold face: "The emperor's best way to behave in the future is to this king. Thank you so much, starting today, this king will let Master Fu come to study with the Pope at the Changji Hall for two hours every day, and I hope the emperor will study hard."

Song Ting let out an "ah", and really wanted to refuse, but thought that if he really didn't know a single word, then he wouldn't want to get along in this world.

"Okay, thank you for your kindness." Song Ting said helplessly.

Lu Yan stood in front of him and said seriously: "Be serious, if something ridiculous happens in class, don't cry when you are punished."

Song Ting coughed and almost choked on his own saliva: I knew that I was indeed a puppet, the kind of puppet who would get beaten if I didn't study hard.

"Let's go, it's time to go to court." Lu Yan ignored the helpless expression on his face, turned around and left, but just as he opened his legs, he heard Song Ting behind him scream.

Lu Yan turned his head immediately, only to see Song Ting standing in front of the mirror and excitedly saying to him, "I've lost weight!"

Lu Yan: "..."

"It's a blessing in disguise to be able to lose weight after being poisoned and return to the peak of beauty." He didn't look in the mirror for the past few days, and he was so happy to see such a big change in this photo.

Lu Yan faces him every day these days, and he can't tell that he has lost weight at all.But after thinking about it, he still felt it. Every night when he hugged Song Ting, the feeling in his hands changed differently.For example, when I hugged him for the last time last night, the sensuality was not so strong, it turned out that I lost weight...