Dressed as the teacher of the Black Lotus Emperor

At midnight, the new emperor walked back to Chengqian Palace alone in his arms.

The young emperor exuded a lazy and dangerous aura, like a wolf king with prey in his mouth. Although he was far from being fed, he temporarily took a bite to relieve his hunger, and his mood became a little happier.

The fabric of the luxurious black and gold dragon robe was slightly wrinkled, and the wide sleeves almost covered the man in his arms. Naturally, the eunuchs with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes couldn't see the man's face clearly.

Some people couldn't bear to be curious, but out of the corner of their eyes, they could only catch a glimpse of thick and bright red. The long and delicate clothes were scattered in mid-air, fluttering with the wind blowing from all directions, making people's hearts itchy.

Just like this, Xiao Shen carried his husband into the bedroom, and then lightly placed him on the dragon couch.

"Hmm..." The sleeping person let out a soft hum, and the soft ending sound was like a kitten's paw, scratching his heart gently.

The undiminished passion and heat swept over again almost instantly, Xiao Shen swallowed, and gently rubbed the husband's flushed cheek with his fingertips.

But Shen Qingzhuo unconsciously turned his face away, as if he wanted to avoid the touch that disturbed his dream.

"Don't hide, sir." The slender and powerful fingers spread out, pinched the pointed jaw and snapped back, "I have endured very hard, sir."

The emperor spoke in a low voice, rubbing his calloused thumb against his soft, wet red lips, and after a while, he couldn't help but tentatively poked inside.

"No, don't..." Dai Mei frowned delicately, Shen Qingzhuo resisted vaguely.

Xiao Shen tried his best to suppress the violent desire to mess with him, retracted his veined hand, and sighed involuntarily.

What should I do, Mr. is too coquettish to bear before he has used real swords and guns, so what can we do then?

However, just the intimate embrace tonight made him overwhelmed, and even almost lost control, he couldn't imagine...

After a while, Xindi took that beautiful hand, and kissed deeply on the warm, soft and slippery palm, "You have to get used to it quickly, sir."

He himself didn't know how long the beast in his heart could be kept in a cage.

***

The next day, when the sky broke out, Shen Qingzhuo woke up from a deep sleep.

"Hmm..." After a hangover, his brain became dizzy, and his voice was dry and hoarse as if he was about to burst into flames. He couldn't help but let out an uncomfortable low moan.

Sleepily propping up his upper body, he glanced around, and found himself lying on——

On the dragon couch?

Shen Qingzhuo sat up straight suddenly, chaotic memories rushed into his mind.

Last night, he and the new emperor ran amok on the dragon chair——

"Help..." He closed his peach blossom eyes as if he couldn't bear to look directly, but he couldn't stop the picture that appeared in his mind.

The last night was absurd, but he could still convince himself that he was just helping the little apprentice.

However, last night, he was clearly bewitched by the new emperor, on the dragon chair symbolizing the pinnacle of power, on the throne that everyone in the world dreams of...

Stop!

Shen Qingzhuo was shocked, and finally realized that some things seemed to be out of his control.

But he didn't want to think about it, he got up and went to bed, and was about to search for his robe, but he heard a rustling sound from outside the door.

"Master Shen." Xiao Guizi tiptoed in, holding the tray, "You're awake."

Mr. Shen, who was about to slip away quietly, felt guilty for some reason, cleared his throat, and asked, "Have you seen my python robe?"

"The Holy Majesty asked the servant to prepare a new boa robe." Xiao Guizi presented the brand new azurite and gold embroidered python robe, "The servant waits for you to change."

Shen Qingzhuo's brows moved slightly, "Where did the Holy One go?"

Xiao Guizi replied: "The sage went to court early, and before he left, he ordered that no one should disturb your lord. The servants also heard the movement in the hall, so they dared to come in."

Shen Qingzhuo lowered his eyelashes, spread his arms, and let Xiao Guizi take care of dressing.

But a scene suddenly flashed in my mind, that big hand with well-defined joints opened the jade belt around the waist, and poked under the hem of the overlapping clothes...

"Ah——" Shen Qingzhuo closed his eyes, and let out a low cry as if to vent, Xiao Guizi shrank his hands in fright, and looked at him anxiously.

"It has nothing to do with you." Master Shen sighed, "Put it on, sir, so I can leave quickly."

When Shen Qingzhuo returned to Jiyue Pavilion, Xiang Chen was squatting on the wall, and when he saw him, he jumped down, "Master."

Now that the new emperor has ascended the throne, he no longer has to hide. It's just that last night was a special day, he didn't follow behind his master, and he didn't expect that his master didn't return all night.

"What are you squatting on the wall for?" Shen Qingzhuo glanced at him, "It's just right, I have something to tell you."

Xiang Chen silently followed the master into the hall.

At this time, Xiao Dezi also greeted him: "My lord, you are back!"

"Pour me a cup of tea, my throat hurts." Shen Qingzhuo sat down and rubbed her swollen temples with her fingertips.

Xiao Dezi quickly poured a cup of hot tea, and asked curiously: "My lord, did you rest in the hall last night——the hall of the Holy One?"

Shen Qingzhuo paused, pretending to be nonchalant, "Yeah, I accidentally got drunk."

Yes, he and his little apprentice were both drunk last night, and they did countless things after drinking...

"Master, what do you want to say?" Xiang Chen took the initiative to ask.

"Ah..." Shen Qingzhuo came back to his senses, "When elder brother returns to Youbei in a few days, you can go with him."

Xiang Chen was stunned, and blurted out: "Didn't you promise not to drive me away?"

"I'm not driving you away, but just letting you go first." Shen Qingzhuo explained, "I don't need your protection now, you might as well follow my elder brother to venture out. Besides, I will return to Youbei sooner or later."

Xiao Dezi was also stunned, "My lord, do you want to go back to Youbei?"

Shen Qingzhuo replied: "I just—"

As soon as the words fell, Xiao Dezi knelt down with a "plop", "I beg you to take me with you!"

Shen Qingzhuo was about to be defeated by these two "loyal servants", and said in a helpless tone: "First, your young master has only been promoted, so it is impossible to run away now. Second, when the day comes, you will definitely be taken away." It's well organized."

Xiang Chen still stared straight at the master, "I am the master's secret guard, and I only protect the master."

"Okay, okay..." Shen Qingzhuo gave up and continued to lobby him, "It's up to you, but I will say hello to my elder brother in advance, and go when you want to go."

Xiang Chen breathed a sigh of relief, and silently stepped aside.

Shen Qingzhuo put down the teacup, "By the way, if the Holy Spirit sends someone to summon me these two days, he will say that I am not feeling well and need to rest."

Xiao Dezi became anxious immediately: "My lord, what's wrong with you?"

"Excuse, do you understand the excuse?" Shen Qingzhuo stood up, "Your son wants to be clean for two days."

"Oh..." Xiao Dezi seemed to understand, and asked again, "Then what if the Holy One comes in person?"

"Stop it too." Shen Qingzhuo said calmly, "Just say what I mean, he probably won't force his way in."

Xiao Dezi and Xiang Chen looked at each other, and couldn't help but feel the chill on their necks.

***

As expected by Mr. Shen, Shengjia came in person and was rejected, but returned the same way without saying anything.

But he could only hide for two days. After the new emperor ascended the throne, he restored the system of one court every three days. As the current imperial tutor and commander of Jin Yiwei, Shen Qingzhuo couldn't miss the early court again and again.

When the sky was about to brighten, all civil and military officials, dressed in court uniforms, stepped into the Hall of Supreme Harmony one by one to stand still.

Taifu Shen was dressed in a stone blue python robe, standing squarely and gracefully at the front of the queue on the left.

"The Holy Majesty is here—" a shrill announcement sounded, and the figure of the Holy Majesty appeared on the Golden Throne Hall.

Civil and military officials kowtowed and saluted, but since the new emperor entered the palace, his eyes stayed on the Tai Tuo for a long time.

"Everyone is flat." A deep and melodious voice sounded.

After Shen Qing got up, her gaze drooped slightly, trying to ignore the gaze that fell on her body.

The courtiers began to play according to the script carefully.

During this period of time, the civil and military officials found that compared with the previous emperor, the young new emperor was obviously more moody and unpredictable, and often touched the dragon's scale without knowing which words he said.

But at the same time, the new emperor showed inconsistent benevolence and kindness. He only accused the ministers of the King of Chu's faction who were involved in the usurpation of the dynasty, and did not get involved any more. He even gave some officials the opportunity to make contributions.

This action, on the contrary, made people tremble even more, like walking on thin ice.

"Your Majesty, I have this instruction." After the lords finished their presentation, Shen Qingzhuo came out and bowed his hands.

The Holy Majesty's gaze was finally able to fall on the Taifu's face in an open and honest manner, and there was a hint of joy in his voice, "Teacher, please speak."

"I have been living in the palace since Guangxi 20 years ago, and now it's time for me to leave the palace." Shen Qingzhuo looked as usual, and his eyes still staggered, "I invite you to come outside the imperial city." Build a mansion."

As soon as the words fell, the face of the emperor on the dragon chair sank.

"The Taifu is right." The Minister of Rites came out, "Since ancient times, there has never been an example of a foreign minister living in the harem. It is indeed time to build a mansion for the Taifu."

The Holy Majesty stared at the Tai Tuo without saying a word, and the Golden Luan Hall fell into a dead silence.

After a long while, Xiao Shen slowly replied, "The late Emperor's funeral is just over, so it's not appropriate to start a large-scale construction project. We will discuss this matter later."

Shen Qingzhuo was unmoved: "I don't dare to make large-scale construction projects. The Holy Majesty gave me an old house, as long as it can accommodate people."

Xiao Shen sneered: "Master Shen is a grand tutor, how can you be so hasty?"

Some courtiers secretly thought something bad.

The new emperor has just ascended the throne, so he must want to monitor and control Mr. Shen nearby, but Mr. Shen can't wait to leave the palace and set up his own family. Can the new emperor allow it?

At this time, Qi Benyu, Shangshu of the Ministry of Punishment, went out to pay respects and said: "The house of the former cabinet minister, Mr. Cao, is still vacant. The Holy Majesty can give the Taifu a temporary residence. The old minister thinks that it is not a bad treatment for the Taifu."

Hearing this, the Holy One cast a cold glance at Qi Shangshu.

What a Qi Benyu, he hadn't started to take Qi's knife, so he couldn't wait to hit the knife edge himself.

Pei Yanqi came out: "I agree with the opinions of several adults."

Shen Qingzhuo finally lifted his eyelashes, looking directly at the anger in the eyes of the Holy One.

After a brief stalemate, the Holy Majesty walked away, "Quick!"

***

After coming down to court, Shen Qingzhuo ordered Xiao Dezi to pack up and move.

Xiao Dezi is naturally very happy, the young master finally has his own mansion.Besides, there are many rules in the palace, how can it compare to the freedom outside the palace?

It was night, and Shen Qingzhuo stood at the desk, writing with a pen.

Not long after, there was a loud sound of footsteps outside the door, and Xiao Dezi stammered: "Holy, Holy Majesty, stay a while! My son said——"

"Get lost!" A cold voice sounded, "How many heads do you have?"

The tip of the pen paused, Shen Qingzhuo put the brush back on the pen holder, walked to the door and opened the door, "Come in."

After all, he turned around and walked back without looking.

After a while, heavy steps stepped into the inner hall, "Sir..."

"Yes, remember to call Mr.." Shen Qingzhuo smiled lightly, "Say it, what's the matter?"

"Sir!" Xiao Shen strode forward, staring at him with deep eyes, suppressing the obvious storm in his voice, "Why do you want to leave the palace?"

Shen Qingzhuo sighed, "I am a foreign minister, what does it look like to live in the harem all the time?"

"But hasn't Mr. lived here all the time? Why do I have to leave the palace as soon as I ascend the throne?" Xiao Shen couldn't listen at all, "If I had known this, I—"

"Hush..." Shen Qingzhuo made a silent gesture, "Don't talk nonsense."

Thin lips pursed into a line, Xiao Shen suddenly asked: "It's all an excuse, Mister just wants to avoid me, right?"

Shen Qingzhuo was taken aback, "Mister didn't..."

Xiao Shen took a step forward, and said in an affirmative tone: "Since the night in the Golden Luan Palace, Mr. has been avoiding me."

Shen Qingzhuo backed away unconsciously, and his eyes dodged, "Mr. Ye was drunk that day and didn't remember anything."

"Really?" Xiao Shen continued to approach until he pushed the gentleman against the edge of the table, then raised his hand and hugged him to the desk.

"Ah!" Shen Qingzhuo let out a low cry, and stretched out his hand against the approaching young man, "Speak well, don't..."

Don't come so close.

Xiao Shen supported the table with both hands, and tightly wrapped him in his arms with his slender and strong arms, "Mister clearly remembers."

The fiery breath lingered on the tip of his nose, and the memories that Shen Qingzhuo had tried his best to forget came back in a rush.

"Mister is drunk..." He was flustered, but he tried hard to insist on his statement, "You are also drunk, so just pretend nothing happened, is that okay?"

Otherwise, how could the little apprentice say that he wanted him?

This is the little apprentice he raised with his own hands, how could he feel that way towards him...

"I'm not drunk." Xiao Shen looked at him with wet eyes, and his tone was unprecedentedly serious, "Mister wants to confirm, then I'll say it again - I want you, sir, from beginning to end, all I want is you."

Shen Qingzhuo froze and became dizzy again.

"Xiaoqi, it's not..." He leaned back, trying to escape from the fiery breath, "I understand your feelings for Mr., but it's just family affection, maybe...maybe there are feelings of admiration and admiration, but absolutely It shouldn't be..."

love!

Xiao Shen let him talk nonsense, then grabbed his thin waist and pulled the husband back, raised his face and kissed the chattering red lips.

The voice stopped abruptly.

Shen Qingzhuo blinked his thick and slender eyelashes, but didn't react for a while.

Lips parted as soon as they touched, Xiao Shen asked with a smile: "So?"

In the next moment, Shen Qingzhuo suddenly raised his hand to cover his lips, his peach blossom eyes full of affection and water were round, and the bottom of his eyes was filled with disbelief.

Xiao Shen grabbed Mr.'s other hand, and put it on his beating chest without refusing.

The violent heartbeat made the fingertips numb, and was transmitted back to the body through the numb fingertips, causing another heartbeat to suddenly go out of order.

"I'm longing to kiss Mr., longing to caress Mr., and very longing..." His pitch-black eyes concealed a surge of passion, Xiao Shen leaned over, restrainedly kissed the back of the snow-white hand covering his lips.

With a sound of "Bo", Shen Qingzhuo's spine was so hot that his spine was so hot that his waist almost went limp, even though the back of his hand was behind him.

Xiao Shen wrapped his arms around Mr., pressed his forehead intimately, and said in a low and bewitching voice, "I still long for skin-to-skin contact with Mr. Is this also family affection?"

The author has something to say:

Mr.: I want to continue being a scumbag...

Xiao Qi: Avoid me?Don't even think about it!

Straight Ball Coyote is online hehehe...

Blame me for being too reserved, the comments in the last chapter really have everything!Don't worry, on the day when Xiao Qi succeeds, my mother will definitely describe it in detail, of course it can't be the Lujiang of the mouth, so don't be impatient!

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