Sick Beauty Plays the System [Quick Transmigration]

"Your Majesty promises everything, and then Cen Huai's reward will go to the Palace of Picking the Moon."

Taking advantage of Gu Qu'er's absence, Wei Hanyue lifted his face up, clamped his lower jaw with his jaws, and got closer and closer with his jade face.

How much strength does he have as a long-term sick person, Gu Qu'er only needs to hold his bright wrist, and a little force is enough to release his shackles.

But how could Gu Quer be willing to do so.

Needless to say, refusal, the current situation was something he didn't even dare to dream of. How could Wei Hanyue take the initiative to approach him, how could...it seemed like he wanted to kiss him?

Gu Qu'er has been on the throne for more than six years, even though Yu Jiqian, as the heir of the Tian family, he has long been familiar with the principle of not showing emotions, but when facing Wei Hanyue, he never hides his emotions, sadness and joy Just like plain paper with Luodansha and Qingbai, each stroke is dense and vivid.

How could the emperor's family have the heart of a child?But Gu Qu'er just kept it, and delivered it to the person he likes without reservation, and let the other party spoil it at will.

Wei Hanyue's thin lips are finally imprinted with the hungry lips of a man. The number of kisses between the two is innumerable, and there are often things more intimate than kissing. But facing Wei Hanyue for the first time, he took the initiative Offering a kiss, Gu Qu'er even forgot how to breathe.

Should he open his eyes or close them?Meng Lang seemed frivolous with his eyes open, but dull and boring with his eyes closed.

Is it necessary to respond violently and turn against customers, or to maintain the status quo and accept it?

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Wei Hanyue admired his innocent appearance with great interest, and couldn't help laughing.

He sized up each other's eyebrows, eyes, nose and lips, and said softly, "Gu Quer, you and Cen Huaichou...it's really hard to tell the difference."

Before Gu Qu'er could answer, Wei Hanyue said again: "It's just that he is younger."

Gu Qu'er has never been able to figure out his intentions, and he doesn't know whether the "young" in his mouth is an advantage or a disadvantage in his opinion.

The disadvantage is fine, if it is an advantage...

He is twenty-four this year, so he really can't be called old and decrepit, and he has deliberately tried to maintain his appearance after falling in love with Wei Hanyue, but Cen Huaichou is still a young man, no matter how hard he tries his best, it is impossible to reverse the years.

He never knew why Wei Hanyue accepted him in the past few years. For him, every moment was stolen from the hands of heaven, so that when Wei Hanyue pulled back for no reason, he couldn't think of himself. Any point on the body to keep the other party.

He is at the pinnacle of power in the entire Great Zhou, but he can neither suppress Wei Hanyue with power, nor impress Wei Hanyue with power... Wei Hanyue is as free as the wind of nine days, when he wants to leave, even if he tries his best It's useless to try your best.

"Ah Yue..."

Words were powerless after all, when Gu Qu'er spoke, he was completely at a loss, but Wei Hanyue suddenly smiled.

He originally had an immaculate appearance like a banished immortal, but at this moment, his eyes were full of water, and he evoked such a coquettish smile, Gu Qu'er was so bewitched that his bones were crisp, and he almost knelt down on his knees, begging him Give yourself a little love.

Mr. Wei has always been arrogant and self-reliant. He has never tried to please anyone, and he has already made tens of thousands of people bow down in Hengdu. Now, if he wants to seduce Gu Quer, who has no defense against him, with his appearance, he will make him in no time. Crushed?

"I have something that needs His Majesty's permission."

"it is good."

Wei Han's eyes flicked across the man's throbbing Adam's apple, as if it had substance.

"Promise everything?"

"Anything."

Mr. Wei got what he wanted, and showed a sly expression that he was sure of winning. Before Gu Qu'er was too late to repent because of his obsession, he listened to the beauty's lazy conclusion.

"Your Majesty promises everything, and then Cen Huai's reward will go to the Palace of Picking the Moon."

Like carrying a pot of water near freezing point, all the boiling will disappear in an instant.

For the first time, Wei Hanyue took the initiative to... seek a chance to live with others.

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On the first day of the Yuan Dynasty in the third year of Chongxing, Gu Quer met Wei Hanyue for the first time.

As a superior, Gu Qu'er was supposed to go to Chengtian Gate to have fun with the people, but he found it boring.

Whether it's playing music at the Jiaofang on the top of the city tower, or Jun Rongzhi performing Zaju on the terrace below the city tower, or watching the opera and the common people shouting long live, Gu Qu'er is always in a lack of interest.

He changed the eye-catching and heavy crown of the emperor, picked up a slightly more unusual crotch gown with eagle-back brown falling flowers and flowing water, put on a squirrel fur cloak, and walked towards Beiheyan Street.

It was a time of peace and prosperity, with auspicious days and good days, bright and precious torches, and misty mist.

Gu Quer was wearing a white dragon fish suit, inspecting Hengdu, which he had ruled for three years, when he was passing by the Chiwan performance, he was suddenly tugged at his cuff.

Although forbidden assassination is not commonplace, it is not uncommon, so Gu Quer's first reaction was to grab the opponent's wrist with his backhand, and then turned around to stare at the person who came.

But when he turned around, he froze.

The person in front of me is obviously young and has not yet been crowned. He only wears a tortoiseshell hairpin to tie up his black hair loosely. He is wearing a white lamb fur and wears a golden snow willow on his lapel. Gu Quer's slender wrist bones are being firmly surrounded In the palm, the whole person has not yet recovered, and the pupils like amber beads are slightly widened.

The too fragile and cold touch of the palm made Gu Qu'er feel a little bit of secret guilt, he let go of his hand awkwardly, and the boy withdrew his wrist in an instant, watching him warily.

Gu Qu'er should have asked the other party aggressively why he suddenly pulled his sleeve, but when he caught a glimpse of the other party's red wrist, his confidence disappeared instantly.

Did he really use that much effort?Gu Qu'er reflected silently, and asked in a deep voice, "What's your business?"

The young man seemed a little apprehensive, and whispered: "My little raccoon slave is lost, would you mind looking for it with me?"

Gu Qu'er didn't think carefully that calling the other party "you, me, and me" was an offense, nor did he think about why the other party came to him because there were so many people on the street.

He just glanced at the white copper chiseled hand stove held in the opponent's palm, as well as the young man's fingertips, nose tip, and ear tip that were finely powdered by the wind.

How many pieces of charcoal can that small hand stove hold?There is not a single servant around him, wouldn't it be colder after the hour has been turned off for a long time?

A person who looks sick is as thin as a little raccoon slave... and he has to brave the cold wind to find his so-called little raccoon slave.

As an emperor, he should categorically reject such an abrupt request, but he glanced at the young man's thin shoulders shrunken with cold, and blurted out: "Where did you lose it?"

The young man shook his head blankly, pointed behind him and said, "I don't remember, I wandered here from the south, and I couldn't find it in a flash."

Gu Quer: "That's Dong."

juvenile:"……"

Mr. Xiao Lang was a little frustrated by the training, and he held the small hand stove tightly and did not answer. Gu Qu'er felt that the other party's ears seemed to be drooping.

He opened and closed his lips several times, finally coughed lightly and said: "Let's go then, look for it along the way."

The young man nodded slightly, and the two walked eastward slowly.

His pace was slow, and he was a bit shorter than Gu Quer, so Gu Quer had to keep his pace back even more so as not to leave him far behind.

Wei Hanyue was drooping his head and meditating, and suddenly a squirrel fur cloak with residual warmth was placed on his shoulders, and the bone-piercing chill was dispelled by a lot.

He raised his head in doubt, and saw the man looking away as if nothing had happened.

Wei Hanyue: "..."

[Xiao Ke, hasn't Gu Quer passed puberty yet? Why are you still so childish? 】

【Meow. 】

【Where are you hiding? 】

[Xu Zhifang is here, someone is acting in a movie, meow. 】

【understood. 】

[Yue Zai, don't go shopping for too long, or you will get sick. 】

[long-winded. 】

[Meow hum. 】

Unknowingly walking to the bottom of Chengtianmen, Wei Hanyue looked up at the place where the throne should have been set up on the top of the city. At the moment, there was no one there, except for the guards downstairs, lined up on the left and right sides of the stage, holding guan gizzards and sitting on the felt hats. The hairpin holds the flowers bestowed by today.

Gu Quer asked him: "What's wrong?"

Wei Hanyue withdrew his gaze and continued to walk: "The Holy Majesty has not come in person."

Gu Qu'er's voice was tense, and he wanted to cover up: "Why did you mention the Holy One, you... Shangyuan came here to see him in previous years?"

Wei Hanyue shook his head and said: "Unfortunately, I was always sick in previous years. This is the first time I have come out to visit Shangyuan."

Gu Quer immediately asked, "What disease?"

He felt presumptuous after asking, and was about to explain, when the young man said indifferently: "I can't say it, it's just a weak disease in the womb."

"The doctor in my family is quite skilled... Let him show you some other day."

Wei Hanyue probably resisted a little, but said: "It's nothing to look at, and I will die in a few years."

"You can't die." Gu Qu'er overturned what he just said in disbelief, and said, "How old are you? Obediently obey the doctor's words, and you will surely recover."

The crowd suddenly burst into cheers, and the two looked around, and saw a shirtless man with prominent chest and abdominal muscles swallowing an iron sword.

Wei Hanyue: "..."

Gu Quer's brows formed a few deep folds, and he covered Wei Hanyue's eyes and led him to a place where he could not see the man before withdrawing his hands.

Wei Hanyue said in a daze, "What are you doing?"

Gu Qu'er bluntly added: "Children can't watch, they will grow needles and have nightmares."

Wei Hanyue: "I am 16 years old, "sixteen percent", is the age at which I can marry a wife and start a family. "

Gu Qu'er felt more and more that he was a child who spoke insincerely. At this moment, a black shadow fell towards the two of them. He was startled and wanted to draw his sword, but Wei Hanyue said in surprise, "Xiao Ke!"

The hand holding the sword hilt was slowly released. Gu Quer saw that Wei Hanyue smiled and picked up the little raccoon slave, and buried his cheeks in its smooth fur. The little raccoon slave seemed to be frozen. But docilely let the boy warm up.

The little raccoon slave has found...he has no reason to stay.