Your Majesty, after he played stupid and overturned the car

The young emperor stood there cleanly, looking obedient and innocent. Seeing that Ye Zi'an was silent, he said softly, "Are you scaring the young master?"

Ye Zi'an glanced confusedly at Lu Yunchuan, who had the normal expression in his eyes, managed to calm himself down, and saluted, "The grassroots have seen His Majesty, and they have never been frightened, but... Your Majesty is not the same as the rumors."

"There's no need to be too polite." Ming Wanzhao was approachable and said with a smile, "Aren't you a fool?"

Ye Zi'an pursed her lips, not knowing whether to answer yes or no, neither of them sounded good.

Ming Wanzhao didn't make things difficult for him, with a smile on his face, "It's okay, Mr. Ye is exhausted, Qihua Palace has prepared a side hall, if you don't want to go out of the palace during your stay in Beijing, you can stay in the palace rest."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Ye Zi'an smiled, "I'll just go and stay at my brother's place. Will Your Majesty give acupuncture today...?"

Ming Wanzhao lowered his eyes, and said softly, "Young Master Ye is tired from traveling and traveling, why don't you go to the side hall to rest for a while, and then give the needle at night."

Ye Zi'an was still in shock that His Majesty was not a fool, he felt that he needed time to recover, so he nodded in salute, turned around and went to the side hall to rest.

Ming Wanzhao glanced at Lu Yunchuan, and said politely and distantly: "Today I'm bothering you too, my uncle is too busy to get away, and I can't trust others, so I have to bother you to go this way."

As if his throat was stuck, Lu Yunchuan couldn't say a word, and his original concern and inquiries were all blocked by his indifference.

In a few months, Ming Wanzhao, who stood in the night and called Brother Lu, is now going to treat him as a monarch and minister.

He stared at it for a while, and said, "That day. You were useless to cut the moon."

Ming Wanzhao didn't seem to understand, "What?"

"The day I killed Anxi." Lu Yunchuan said slowly, looking straight into those dark eyes, "Anxi was pierced by a slender sharp object and died of poisoning. You are useless to cut the moon."

Ming Wanzhao looked at him with a smile, and said softly: "My good brother, the knife is in my hand, why are you still staring at me?"

Lu Yunchuan's eyes suddenly darkened, and the tip of his tongue touched the roof of his mouth. The young His Majesty's voice was soft and soft, and it fell on his ears like a light feather, really captivating.

"I didn't stare at the knife." Lu Yunchuan stared at him intently, with a dark and fierce look in his eyes.

How could he generate such a captivating appearance?Compared with the spring day in Lingxi, the flowers blooming all over the grassland are more attractive.

But Ming Wanzhao still looked at him obediently and tenderly, his phoenix eyes were full of luster, as if he didn't understand what the dark color in Lu Yunchuan's eyes meant, he said softly, "Then what are you staring at?"

Lu Yunchuan had spent more than half a year in Goulan House, his brown eyes narrowed slightly, "Look at the scenery."

The earth dragon in the hall was burning warmly, perhaps because of this, the emperor's sick face was stained a little red, and he said softly: "I have seen mountains and rivers for thousands of miles, what is so good about this four-dimensional world?"

Lu Yunchuan approached two steps forward, relying on his tall stature, he caged the little emperor in his shadow, lowered his forehead and said with a smile: "There is beauty even in a square inch, Your Majesty."

Ming Wanzhao raised his face to look at him, "The subject should not be above the emperor, Lu Qing should kneel down and speak."

Unmoved, Lu Yunchuan stretched out his hand to lightly twist a strand of his hair, squeezed it between his fingers, and lowered his voice in his ear: "When you sleep together, you don't care about the difference between the emperor and his ministers. Your Majesty, the power of heaven is really unpredictable. "

"It's all due to your kindness." Ming Wanzhao smiled, looking indifferent, but in fact, his palms were already sweating.

It was too close, and he smelled the breath of the wilderness on Lu Yunchuan.

Lu Yunchuan also felt that his underwear was wet with thin sweat, but he didn't care, he just locked eyes on the alluring emperor with his prey-like eyes.

"Chen Xie'en." He said each word slowly, getting closer and closer, almost kissing her.

Ming Wanzhao suddenly raised his sleeve to block it, turned his face away, and his expression turned cold, "Lu Qing, that's not the kind of thank you, Second Young Master Ye has already entered the palace, you can step back."

Lu Yunchuan raised his eyebrows slightly, and then he really returned the hair, retreating a little, but his complexion was tense, and his brown eyes were fixed on Ming Wanzhao, making people want to avoid it, but there was nowhere to escape.

__That's the way a hawk looks at a hare.

Ming Wanzhao was almost defeated by this look, but in the end he just turned around indifferently, waved his hands as if he was tired, and said, "Go back

Let's go. ”

Why do delusions arise?

Why not let people down?

Lu Yunchuan is his unattainable luxury, a lonely dream that can be broken at the touch of a finger, just like a shadow that is easily dispersed in the water, it is untouchable.

The foolish emperor could unscrupulously ask him to coax him to be intimate with him, but the real emperor of Liang could not.

Ming Wanzhao thought of the Buddhist scriptures that his father often recited, in Sanskrit, there were only three words that fell on his mind: Do not recite.

When the palace gate was about to release the key, Ye Zi'an left the palace in a hurry, and the young man who looked like a scholar waited outside the palace gate with an umbrella, seeing him coming, hurriedly welcomed him into the carriage.

"Hiss, the rain has stopped for half a day, so it's going to fall at this time." Ye Zi'an frowned and looked at his wet brocade sleeves, then raised his eyes and said with a smile, "Brother, please come and pick me up, otherwise you won't be familiar with the place. I'm afraid I'm going to be drowned."

"Stop doing this." Ye Danran looked at this half-brother with some headaches, "Why didn't you tell me first when you came to Yijing? Did you think of sending someone to notify me when everyone entered the city? Ye Zhiyuan, you are capable. "

"Hey, my lord brother, I am wronged." Ye Zi'an picked up the warm tea prepared in the carriage, sipped it, and after dispelling a little chill, he said with a smile: "Master's order must not be violated. The emperor can live a few more years, which is a good thing for us."

"Us?" Ye Danran narrowed his eyes, "Who are they?"

Ye Zi'an looked at him innocently for a while, and then slowly said: "Old Lu Ge has extended his hands to Jiangdong. A few days ago, Zhuoyang Yue Chengyu wrote to Hengzhou several times, saying that he wanted to invite the clan uncle to a banquet. Calling himself an official is clearly a coercion. The side of Zichuan is as solid as an iron wall, and this little bastard wants to start from Hengzhou."

His face darkened slightly, and he sneered: "His surname, Yue, thinks that he can call the wind and rain in Jiangdong by doing a little defense history, isn't it just relying on Lu's big tree with luxuriant branches?"

Ye Danran was silent for a while, and said: "Then you shouldn't get involved in the disputes between power ministers and factions. In the final analysis, you are for him, right?"

Ye Zi'an paused, then put the teacup back as if nothing had happened, and said with a smile, "Brother, why did you become an official in the court?"

Ye Danran closed his eyes and did not answer.

The Ye family has been in business for generations, and everyone in the Jiangdong Chamber of Commerce is headed by the Ye family, but Ye Danran's ambition is not here. He studied hard for several years, studied and became an official, and he was naturally full of Ling Yunzhi back then, but it has only been two years since high school. , The blood is cold.

Ye Zi'an looked at him, and said softly: "The Wen family guards Jiangdong, neither foreign enemies nor domestic thieves are tolerated. Back then, the old general Wen fought bloody battles at Lingyang Pass to the death. Brother, the Wen family are all men made of iron. I, Ye Zi'an There is no half coward at home!"

"My relatives want to monopolize power, want to monopolize Jiangdong's wealth, and want to force the Wen family and the Chamber of Commerce to bow their heads and admit that the traitor is the master, so I just want to come to Beijing and light his yard!"