Your Majesty, after he played stupid and overturned the car

Lu Yunchuan knew early on that the water in Yijing was muddy, and he never stopped stepping in. In the end, he ended up spending half a day in the little emperor's bedroom.

After Ming Wanzhao was injured, he couldn't sleep well. The thick smoke suffocated his throat, and he coughed a few times from time to time. Once in the middle of the night, he coughed so badly that the injury on his leg was involved. Fall off the couch.

Fortunately, Lu Yunchuan had quick eyesight and quick hands to catch the person, so that the little emperor would not be injured again when he fell to the ground.

When Lu Yunchuan's palm touched the wetness, he realized that the little emperor was covered in cold sweat from the pain, and his thin clothes were soaked.

While tugging, Ming Wanzhao tugged on the cuff of his scarlet official robe, and refused to let go. Lu Yunchuan was forced to sleep on half of the dragon couch, and really had no intention of sleeping peacefully.

Lu Yunchuan thought to himself, if his father knew that he slept on the dragon bed, he would probably break his leg.

He lay down neatly, did not dare to move rashly, was very gentlemanly, Ming Wanzhao did not toss around anymore, twisted his sleeves with his fingertips, turned his face to the other side and fell asleep again, the two of them occupied each side, except for the being Outside the clenched sleeves, it can even be said that the distance is quite far, and finally they live in peace until dawn.

Lu Yunchuan knew that Ming Wanzhao had been in pain all night, but in fact he didn't sleep much, and he barely fell asleep until tomorrow, and then he encountered difficulties.

His sleeves were still being pulled by Ming Wanzhao.

Lu Yunchuan knew that he spent the night in the Qihua Palace, which was well known throughout the court, but he had reported to the imperial guards for leave the day before, and ended up sleeping in His Majesty's bedroom the next day, so I'm afraid the cabinet won't turn a blind eye and close its eyes. past.

After thinking for a while, Lu Yunchuan didn't want to wake Ming Wanzhao up, so he simply took Wu Chihan who was leaning against the bed, broke off the sleeve of the official robe, and when he finally got up, the half piece of scarlet cloth was still clutched in the little emperor's hand.

The little one slept soundly and peacefully.

Lu Yunchuan took a look at his half-broken sleeve, and after a while, went out carefully.

After he left, Ming Wanzhao, who was supposed to be sound asleep, slowly opened his eyes, pinched the cut-off sleeve and shook it in front of his eyes, and suddenly the corners of his lips curled up slightly, with an inexplicable smile.

It was still late when Lu Yunchuan left the palace, and the courtiers had just left the morning court, so in the palace road with people coming and going, countless pairs of eyes saw Lu Yunchuan coming out of the palace in an official robe with half of his sleeves missing.

The palace road was extremely silent.

Lu Yunchuan looked calm, and even nodded to Qi Yanxing and called "Second Uncle".

"..." Qi Yanxing's expression became indescribable, and he stopped talking for a while before walking beside him and whispering: "Shen Song, what's the matter with your sleeve?"

Lu Yunchuan squinted at the broken sleeve, and said: "Your Majesty came here last night to see the humble servant wielding a sword, so he took off this clothes."

Talking nonsense without blushing or beating heart.

Qi Yanxing didn't believe a word, and just about to answer, he heard a gentle voice.

"Shen Song was sick at the mansion yesterday, why did he go to the palace at night to work?"

Lu Feichi had never met Lu Yunchuan before, but he recognized him at a glance.He was born too conspicuously, his handsome and heroic features have a bit of the deepness of the northern Xinjiang people, the scarlet official robes are flamboyant, and the leopard beast roaring embroidery is more in line with his imposing aura. Extremely abrupt among the abandoned military officers.

Hard-edged.

The moment he was stared at by those falcon brown eyes, there seemed to be a chill in his bones, so he was even more sure that this Lu Yunchuan must be troublesome.

And Lu Yunchuan didn't let him down with dignity: "If you are sick during the day and get better at night, you will be able to go on duty naturally."

His tone was a little casual, as if he didn't pay attention to anyone, enough to make people angry.

The gesture was contemptuous.

Lu Feichi smiled gracefully, like a gentleman in the clear breeze of the moon, and said politely: "On duty in front of the imperial court, you can't be disheveled. It's really offensive to Tian Yan, Shen Song, and it's too rude."

They clearly haven't seen each other twice, and they wish each other could die as soon as possible, but now they speak like a good brother teaching his younger brother.

Lu Yunchuan sneered, he looked like a dog, pretending to be like a dog.

He thought about it, laughed out loud, and said: "The general raised his sword before the battle and died for the king. My clothes can be regarded as ruined for your majesty. How can the general deserve the name of a hero? My clothes are disrespectful?"

Lu Feichi smiled lightly and said, "Your Majesty is young and playful, so he should be admonishing him more. How can he play around with you?"

"Wen dies to remonstrate, Wu dies to fight." Lu Yunchuan looked at him, although his voice was slow, his eyes were cold, "Frank advice is for admonishing ministers, not for Lu."

Lu Yunchuan was born tall and strong, but just standing there felt extremely oppressive. When he looked down at Lu Feichi, his eyes were as cold as a dark abyss, making one's heart palpitate.

In terms of momentum alone, Lu Feichi was so overwhelmed that he couldn't lift his head up.

Lu Yunchuan's eyes were too sharp, and there was even hidden violence, Lu Feichi almost felt that those eyes were trying to bend his spine, forcing him to bow his head in embarrassment, so after this moment of trance, Lu Yunchuan turned and walked away.

The surrounding audience also quickly backed away, only Lu Feichi stood where he was, the warm smile on his face gradually faded, and turned into an unrestrained depression, in which there was even a trace of anger and annoyance that could not be suppressed.

He was timid.

When facing Lu Yunchuan, under his oppressive eyes, he retreated unconsciously.

In this bloodless confrontation, Lu Feichi suffered a disastrous defeat.

He was silent for a long while, then slightly clenched his hands under the robe, smiled coldly and faintly, and calmly went down the steps.

This is nothing, this is not Lingxi, but Yijing.Here, Lu Yunchuan is just a trapped beast, a drowning dog with a dog chain tied around his neck, he is the one who can control the vicissitudes of the city.

——Sooner or later, he can make Lu Yunchuan bow his head, bend his waist, and knees, and pray humbly in front of him.

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Lu Yunchuan went back to his residence and changed into a set of black white bamboo narrow-sleeved regular clothes, and then went to the government office of the military. The government office of the Tenth Army of the Forbidden Army is outside the Xuande Gate on the south side of the palace, but each office has one office. I would like to welcome you.

His expression is not very good-looking, although he is usually serious, but at this moment his face is covered with frost.

Lu Yunchuan knew what was going on at a glance, and asked, "What's wrong?"

With a sullen face, You Jin glanced into the office and said, "Yang Jian is here."

Lu Yunchuan paused for a moment, then suppressed his indistinguishable smile, lowered his eyes, and said with a cold voice at the end: "Yang Jian?"

"Well, people are inside, not long ago." You Jin looked cold, "You can't see any signs of illness. It is said that the left mansion of the Imperial Forest Army is short of money, and they came to check our account."

"After hiding for two days, he ran to the door again." Lu Yunchuan pressed the tip of his tongue to his palate, his hands were so itchy that he wanted to take a knife, and in the end he only touched Wu Chihan's handle, his brown eyes were filled with stormy waves of violence Se: "He's not here to check the accounts."

"—I came to seek death."