The little emperor I supported suddenly changed to fishing

"Your Majesty, isn't the story behind this dish very interesting?" Wang Wanyi held up her chopsticks, her head no longer lowered, her eyes fixed on Zhu Zhaoyan, with a smile and a pun.

"But what if this bird is not a bird, but the golden dragon that dances proudly for nine days and soars above the sky?"

"Let's assume that the one who wants to master the golden dragon is a fox pretending to be a tiger, so what?"

Zhu Zhaoyan raised his eyebrows, his eyes were deep, his red lips were slightly parted, his tongue was hooked on the piece of meat held by the chopsticks, he chewed slowly, and swallowed.

"The taste is very good, Wang Zheng has a heart." Zhu Zhaoyan nodded in satisfaction, and wiped the residue at the corners of his mouth with silk.

"But if all of this is still the golden dragon's whim, what's the point?" Wang Wanyi retracted her chopsticks and picked up another piece of mutton. "Does Your Majesty trust Wanyi?"

"As long as your Majesty trusts Wanyi, you will have the supreme power in your hands, but if you don't believe in 'chen', then I don't know whether you can still hold this position safely." Wang Wanyi replied Neither humble nor overbearing, put the mutton into Zhu Zhaoyan's bowl. "Your Majesty, this mutton is a tribute lamb from Tartar. The meat is delicious, cowardly and easy to kill. Come and taste it."

"This little chicken is the most greasy. You are sick, so it's better to taste it. Besides, you didn't eat this kind of greasy food before, Your Majesty." Wang Wanyi waved her hand to the maid, who took the little one The shepherd chicken was withdrawn.

Zhu Zhaoyan picked up the brewed tea on the table, blew away the heat, and took a sip. "Remove the meal, and you all go down too."

"Yes, Your Majesty." Several maids in the hall responded, and then removed the imperial meal and retreated.

At that time, there were only Wang Wanyi and Zhu Zhaoyan in the Qianqing Palace.

The aroma of ambergris in the hall wafted around, which had the effect of calming the mind and calming the mind, making people feel more peaceful and peaceful, but the atmosphere between the two was turbulent.

"Wang Zheng, it's better to stay in Qianqing Palace to serve today, so as to understand my love for you, Wang Zheng. You and I should not become estranged."

His slender eyebrows were raised, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

"I'm a little tired today, come and change my clothes." Zhu Zhaoyan supported his chin with one hand, his beautiful eyes glanced at Wang Wanyi inadvertently, he raised one arm, and his scarlet sleeves drooped down.

His voice has a slight youthful coolness, as if the night is full of silvery moon and slowly flowing water.

Wang Wanyi took his hand, and he was willing to move.

That hand feels very good to the touch, and the cool touch is distinct, a beauty matches a good hand, the ancients never deceived me.

Zhu Zhaoyan supported Wang Wanyi and stood up. Comparing the length, Zhu Zhaoyan was even taller than Wang Wanyi, with wide shoulders and narrow waist. The proportion was excellent. The fly in the ointment was that there were more pale and broken faces. , Heroic and beautiful.

The distance between the two was extremely close, Zhu Zhaoyan's deep eyes drooped down, and he could clearly see Wang Wanyi's face.

This eunuch is good-looking, but he looks like a disaster for the country and the people, which is really unlucky.

"Is Your Majesty looking at Wanyi?"

Zhu Zhaoyan withdrew his gaze suddenly, and looked at the line of sight, somewhat disgusted.

"Does Wang Duyouzhen's harem three thousand look good? She is thick-faced and talks a lot."

Zhu Zhaoyan opened his arms, rolled his eyes, and tilted his head to wink at Wang Wanyi.

The little emperor means don't talk too much, hurry up and serve me.

Wang Wanyi walked behind Zhu Zhaoyan, and raised her hand to untie the hairband on Zhu Zhaoyan's bun. The long red hairband hanging down her back was loosened, and the long black hair like a cloud of smoke fell down.

"Your Majesty's dragon hair is so beautiful." Wang Wanyi couldn't help admiring. Everyone has a love for beauty, and he is no exception.

Although there are no evil roots, there are thoughts that should be and should not be.

"I just have good-looking dragon hair?" Zhu Zhaoyan turned his face sideways, only seeing Ruifeng eyes with red tails.

"Your Majesty has good eyes, and His Majesty looks good everywhere."

Hearing the praise, the corners of Zhu Zhaoyan's mouth rose slightly, which was very rewarding.

"Even the most beautiful oiran in Yanjing can't compare to Your Majesty." Wang Wanyi smiled and untied the belt on his back.

"You compare me to the famous prostitute in the red building with fireworks, Wang Zheng, you are so courageous, this is disrespectful to me." Zhu Zhaoyan turned around and faced Wang Wanyi, but there was nothing in the phoenix's eyes. Not the slightest bit of anger.

"Your Majesty, you know that in this Daming Palace, only Wan Yi can tell jokes to entertain His Majesty, and His Majesty has never been angry with Wan Yi, and even said that Wan Yi is the one who can make you happy."

Wang Wanyi put her hand on the knotted belt of his round neck, untied the complicated knots with her fingers nimbly, and changed the outer cover of the crown suit. After all, she has served for several years, and Wang is familiar with the road.

After changing into pajamas and untiing the veil of the precious tent, Zhu Zhaoyan sat by the bed.

He fell backwards, propping a pillow on one elbow against the side of his head, leaning sideways, his long hair was scattered on the bed, the loose pajamas on his chest exposed his well-built shoulders and neck with his movements, and the hair on his forehead drooped The delicate and distinct clavicle slides down towards the middle seam.

"Come here." Zhu Zhaoyan closed his eyes, his words were faint but noble.

Wang Wanyi looked at Zhu Zhaoyan inquisitively. Although he used to be the little emperor's servant, the little emperor was very rational because he abolished the crown prince twice. The two are different, I'm afraid they were seduced by evil spirits.

Interesting, very interesting.

Zhu Zhaoyan saw Wang Wanyi standing still in the eyes, and reached out his hand to pat the dragon bed in a state of distraught. "I ordered you to come here."

He gave Wang Wanyi a reproachful look. "Could it be that I can't move Wang Zheng you now?"

Wang Wanyi looked at Zhu Zhaoyan with great interest, except for court affairs, as long as Wang Zheng's interests were not harmed, he could follow the little emperor when he was in a good mood.

"The minister dare not, but it seems unreasonable."

"Zhen, it's the reason, it's the rules." Zhu Zhaoyan nodded and said in a concentrated voice. "Could it be that you are afraid that I will eat you? Get out of here."

There was a bit of anger in his tone, a beauty looks good even when she frowns.

Wang Wanyi took off her official boots, but she didn't stick to them any more, and lay on Zhu Zhaoyan's side generously, with her plain face facing up. Presumably, as long as he turned his body at this time, he could see Zhu Zhaoyan's overly delicate s face.

"Are you going to sleep like this?" Zhu Zhaoyan's voice rang in his ears. The warm wind blew by, and it smelled like herbs. Every inch of his breath and even the small sound of his every movement made Wang Wanyi feel ashamed. It was very clear.

Whether it is the ears or the apex of the heart, you can feel it.

"The minister is dull and does not understand what His Majesty means."

"Take off the black yarn, and take off the official uniform." He continued.

What Zhu Zhaoyan said was true beyond his expectations, and Wang Wanyi didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in the little emperor's gourd.

"Your Majesty, can you not take it off? This is a disgrace in front of the palace." Wang Wanyi suddenly turned around, Zhu Zhaoyan was stunned for a moment, his pupils retreated unnaturally, and the two of them stared with big eyes.

There seemed to be dark whirlpools in Zhu Zhaoyan's deep eyes, which were treacherous and gloomy.

He stretched out his finger to touch Wang Wanyi's chest, and tapped it lightly. "I'm thinking of you, Wang Zheng."

Wang Wanyi got up and took off her official hat and coat.

There is a hairpin inlaid with gold and jade inserted in the bun under his black gauze, and he looks like an ordinary boy after changing his official uniform. If one ignores his identity, he is the person of the evil ghost who makes the world fearful and whose hands are stained with blood case.