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The sound of tsk-tsk water during the kiss was quite clear in the quiet bedroom. Wei Hanyue had limited energy, and originally wanted to get out in time, but Cen Huai was addicted to the kiss and immersed himself in the kiss.

Wei Hanyue was thin and frail, and there was a significant power gap between him and Cen Huaichou. For example, at this moment, the long wet kiss made him a little hypoxic, and the hands that were holding Cen Huaichou's cheeks gradually lost strength. When the shoulder slipped, it was caught by the opponent again.

The young man's dark wheat-colored ten fingers tightly clasped the delicate and white fingers, and Cen Huaichou's rough ten fingers made Wei Hanyue feel crisp and itchy, but at this moment he had no ability to break free.

I really can't help being funny... it's just holding hands, so much effort!

When the two separated, they were both out of breath, Wei Hanyue's eyes were moistened by the kiss, his forehead rested on Cen Huaichou's shoulder, and he coughed weakly, the young man hugged him helplessly, annoyed at his recklessness and clumsiness.

Wei Hanyue glanced past his dark eyes.

Cen Huaichou involuntarily followed his eyes, almost jumped up, eagerly wanting to explain, but also knew that his dirty thoughts could not be cleared at all.

Wei Hanyue is at the age of a weak crown in this mortal world, and he does not know how many years he has passed before that, but he does not look vicissitudes, he looks more like a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy than Cen Huaichou , because no matter how many worlds he has cycled through, he has never been tortured by love and hate, and his pupils are always clear and his eyes are clear.

Under such gazes, Cen Huaichou felt ashamed of himself, but Wei Hanyue chuckled suddenly, and said: "Ten years of cold windows, you will only be enlightened."

Cen Huaichou was stunned for a moment, and asked: "Diligence can make up for one's weakness, can you?"

Wei Hanyue approached him, still with such clear and innocent eyes, but the tails of his eyes were slightly raised, naturally containing a bit of just right charm, Cen Huaichou was fascinated by watching, and then heard Wei Hanyue The voice is soft and seductive——

The days are like glass beads rolling down on the vertical hang silk, spring, summer and autumn pass by in a hurry, and it is already late winter in a blink of an eye.

Everything was calm, including the progress bar that Mr. Wei least expected to be calm.

It will take about a year and a half for Gu Quer to show up, but Wei Hanyue finds that he is not as patient as when he was poisoned. His pen touches the picture of dispelling the cold on the wall, and he is thinking about how to add more heat , Ah Fu suddenly rushed in scrambling.

"Young master, young master..."

His voice was too abrupt, Wei Hanyue's pen tip was tilted, and the good map of dispelling the cold was ruined.

Staring at the trail of ink, the beauty frowned and tore off the map of dispelling the cold and threw it into the copper basket, saying: "Seeing that you will be eighteen after the new year, how come you haven't made any progress?"

But Ah Fu just said with a bitter face: "Come to report from the palace, the sudden illness, that person's life is hanging by a thread!"

Wei Hanyue: "?"

He knew that there was no warning before the poisoning occurred. For example, Gu Quer came to him to play chess with vigor and vigor the day before yesterday, but why this winter...

In fact, Wei Hanyue never expected that the medicine could really take Gu Quer's life. After all, not all the imperial physicians in the palace were idiots. Although he had thought of buying the imperial physicians when he poisoned, it was easy to buy one or two, and the entire imperial hospital It is absolutely impossible for them to be used by him, and it is impossible for Gu Qu'er not to invite Ping'an veins for several years, this poison is just a temporary temptation on his part.

If it is discovered, there is no conclusive evidence that he poisoned him. Gu Quer will not kill him. The worst result is that the other party alienates him. This is really irrelevant, after all, Gu Quer has already lost value to him .

Therefore, the successful preservation of the poison bowl has greatly exceeded Wei Hanyue's expectations. As for why the poison came out...

It is useless to think too much, it is better to enter the palace and see for yourself.

The Choyun Hall was filled with a strong bitter smell of medicinal herbs. As soon as Wei Hanyue stepped in, he raised his sleeves to cover his mouth and nose. Kneeling on the ground, a group of imperial physicians and Xiao Huangmen, seeing him coming, all separated to the two sides in unison. Make a way.

Yan Mingtuan was leaning against the wall with his sword in his arms, his brows were lowered and solemn, until a colorful robe passed his vision, he suddenly raised his head and stared closely at Wei Hanyue's back.

Wei Hanyue unbuttoned the sable fur, and inside was a silver-red gown, with hidden patterns of treasure-faced flowers looming.

The national funeral is imminent, and Wei Hanyue's body is the only bright color in the dark and white clothes that are full of halls. The winter is coming to an end, and the spring is in bud in the garden, and he is more like the first peach blossom simmering in the east wind, soft and delicate, Merry and tactful.

Gu Quer was lying on his back on the bed, his lips were black and purple, and his eyes were slack. It was indeed a description of being deeply poisoned. Seeing Wei Hanyue, two clusters of faint fires ignited in his quiet eyes, like The last futile fancy of a dying man.

"Everyone else go out." He stretched out his hand to Wei Hanyue with difficulty, and smiled again, "Come here."

Everyone in the palace left the inner room after hearing the words, Wei Hanyue sat down beside the bed, Gu Quer clasped his hand, and heard him ask softly: "It was fine the day before yesterday, why are you dying all of a sudden?"

Gu Qu'er tilted his head and coughed weakly: "It was poisoned."

Wei Hanyue looked at him carefully, then slowly bent down, and buried his head in the man's neck. From a distance, the two looked like a pair of neck-to-neck couples. He said, "What kind of poison is it?"

He is so well-behaved, Gu Quer's heart is so soft that he is really greedy for tenderness at this moment, but he has no choice but to say: "I went hunting in Shanglinyuan this morning... I was bitten by a poisonous snake, and I can't be cured."

The beginning of spring is approaching, but the sting is still far away, the words of this poisonous snake are really strange, but Wei Hanyue can't find any flaws in Gu Quer's expression, and indeed found two black holes bitten out by his poisonous fangs on the side of his neck, so he still He leaned in front of him and said, "Then are you going to die?"

Gu Quer smiled and said, "Yes."

"The will of the successor...is it ready?"

Gu Qu'er caressed his dark hair and said, "Cen Huaixou...as you wish."

Wei Hanyue gave a soft "um", brows gradually frowned, and said, "Gu Quer...I don't feel well."

The man was shocked when he heard the words, but he couldn't see Wei Hanyue's face, only heard his weak tone just now, which was his usual, almost coquettish tone every time he was uncomfortable.

"What's the matter, Ah Yue, what's wrong?"

"The smell of the medicine... gave me a headache."

Hearing this, Gu Qu'er wanted to shout for someone to come in, but he had fully prepared for the realistic effect of this day. At this moment, the symptoms of dying could not be faked, so he had to use all his strength to sternly say: "Come in!"

The volume was still not loud enough, but fortunately Yan Mingtuan had excellent hearing, and hurried in through the door, Gu Quer immediately ordered him to withdraw the medicine stove, and opened a few more windows.

As soon as the oppressive smell of medicine dissipated, Wei Hanyue finally felt much better, and Gu Quer's strong support was not much left, and before he died, he only had time to hug Wei Hanyue's waist lightly.

-

On the twenty-fifth day of the first lunar month in the ninth year of Chongxing, the mountain mausoleum collapsed, and King Yu succeeded to the throne.

After the enthronement ceremony, Cen Huaichou reluctantly moved out of Luojinlou, and the Zeyun Palace ushered in a new master.

In terms of schoolwork, he has already gone from beginner to proficient, and then he is better than blue, but when Wei Hanyue gave his first class that day, he was stunned that Si Xufang understood the meaning of the other party's words.

Then the situation got out of hand.

When Cen Huaichou found that Wei Hanyue was crying, he panicked like a fool, thinking that he was not good at school.

Since then...

Afterwards, he became addicted to kissing and couldn't get out, and the blush spread to Wei Hanyue's entire shoulder and neck, as if the rouge mole on his collarbone had been melted and kneaded into a moist, messy smooth grease.The beauty was kissed until tears fell like rain, and her voice was soft and delicate, and was sealed with a kiss by Cen Huai, so she could only make a few whimpering nasal sounds.

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Once the emperor and the courtier, although Yan Mingtuan still wears the title of Jinyiwei Commander, it is very different from the busy official duties when Gu Quer was in power. Yuedian ran away, and he took over almost all the jobs that Ah Fu could do.

There are frequent showers in summer, and the blue tiles are crackled like thunder. When the rain falls down the tiles, it becomes a stream of water columns, weaving into a curtain that blurs the vision. Covered by the noisy rain, only the auxiliary rhythm like chords remains.

Although Wei Hanyue was not afraid of the heat, he felt bored staying in the house, so he picked up a volume of "Daoyi Zhilue" and went to the waterside pavilion to read while enjoying the rain.

Mr. Wei leaned against the pillars and sat with his knees bent. Under his body was a cushion filled with silk and velvet. The Ruiluan brocade was worth tens of thousands of gold and only produced a few pieces a year. Others cherished it when it was cut and made into clothes, but he just made it. A few cushion shells were randomly placed under the buttocks.

The gardenia yellow hangluo patchwork skirt is embellished with dark patterns of water hibiscus, and the skirt is made so long that it covers a pair of bare feet that are soft and greasy as snow. The ten toes are like powder, as if they have just been held in the palm of someone's palm to restrain and wantonly knead. pinched.

Yan Mingtuan stepped into the waterside pavilion at this time, holding the cloud-patterned silk shoes in his left hand, and the silk socks in his right hand, his rough palms from many years of martial arts training made the pair of pear blue silk shoes more delicate and elegant.

Kneeling on one knee in front of Wei Hanyue, Yan Mingtuan slightly raised Wei Hanyue's skirt, reached out and gently wiped the dust on his soles, and put the silk socks and silk shoes on for him.

After finishing it, he didn't let go, he held Wei Hanyue's ankle and stared intently, as if he was taken away by that piece of milky white skin.

"Yesterday, Cen Huai sent Tiannan's lychees." Wei Hanyue fixed his eyes on the book, and when he noticed Yan Ming's turbulent soul flying into the sky, he lightly kicked him and said, "Clean your hands, go and peel them for me."

The man got up as he said, and after a cup of tea, he brought back the cypress ice cup, opened the lid and took out the bright red lychee, peeled off the thin skin shaped like fish scales, and then squeezed the stem and sent the plump, white, soft and trembling flesh to the beauty. lips.

Wei Hanyue clasped his hands together and bit his teeth, the mouth was dripping with juice and sweet fragrance, and it rushed to the teeth like fine waves, flowing over the red gums.

The distance between the tip of Yan Ming Tuan's nose and his rhomboid lips is less than an inch, and his breath is full of the unique and very tempting fragrance mixed by Wei Hanyue's lips and teeth and the wet and sweet fragrance of lychee, how can he grasp it I don't get closer and closer, the airflow becomes hotter and thicker when I smell it, and my expression becomes more and more dazed as if I have been hooked. I want to taste the red lip fruit dyed with red lychee juice. This product is ten thousand times more Danli.

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