Self-cultivation of a geisha

After staying in Yilan Pavilion for a few days, Xu Yan's health did not improve, and he was sickly, covered with a layer of death.

Half a month later, Lian Chen finally expected Master to come, but saw that Master was trembling with anger, his facial features were distorted, and he was yelling at Xu Yan, even Chen interrupted half a sentence. not on.

Well, he was kicked out of the house.

After standing and waiting for a long while, he still didn't hear any movement inside. He sat down in front of the low table and pressed his fingers on the table. His long and narrow eyes were full of worry.

From the day when the sun was high until the sun was setting, just as he drank a pot of tea and wanted to rush in, the door opened, and he hurried forward two steps to help his master hold Xu Yan.

Xu Yan was drenched all over, as if he had been fished out of the water, his breathing was light and barely audible, his eyes were drooping, his complexion was pale and pale, and he looked a little creepy.

"Senior brother! Quickly open your eyes and look at your poor senior brother!" Lian Chen rubbed his forehead and cried out in mourning.

His eardrums buzzed after his senior made such a fuss, he raised his eyes with difficulty and said, "Senior brother, I'm looking at you."

"Yeah, look at me more, because my brother is so handsome, unrestrained and extraordinary, so don't blink." Lian Chen wanted to tease him, but when he met Master's serious eyes, he gritted his teeth, The hand holding him was also tight.

Fortunately, he was extremely weak and didn't care about other things, so he didn't notice anything strange about his senior brother.

Half supporting and half holding him, he put him in the medicine pool, and ordered Xu Zuo to watch him here, and the old and the young left the medicine room.

The two looked at each other silently for a while.

After a long silence, Lian Chen hesitated and said, "Master, how is Junior Brother?"

Lian Youzi sighed, waved his hands, and said, "The body is necrotic and the demons are haunting him. How long he can live depends on his own good fortune."

Lian Chen was silent, didn't answer for a while, finally opened the door gently and walked in, hugged the man soaked in the pool, rubbed his neck and said: "Junior Brother..."

Xu Yan sat there blankly, and replied, "En."

"Brother treats you well!"

After hearing this helpless sigh, Xu Yan finally reacted, reached out and hugged him back and said, "Senior brother, I know everything, it will be fine."

Lian Chen actually smiled: "You really know yourself."

Xu Yan also laughed, and Lian Chen let go of him and kissed his forehead lightly, saying, "It's okay, senior brother covers you, just like when you were a child."

He held back his smile and stared blankly at the front, just when Lian Chen thought he would not speak again, he suddenly heard him say: "Brother, do you think he is happy with me living like this?"

Staring at his face that became more and more beautiful after looking at him for a long time, Lian Chen looked straight into his eyes, his slender eyebrows seemed to have a variety of styles, and said in an extremely serious tone: "In any case, everyone in Lianchen Villa , hope you live."

Xu Yan's lifeless eyes finally showed some waves, and the corner of his lips raised in a naive smile, he looked at Lian Chen for a long time and said: "Okay."

After more than a month of training, Xu Yan bid farewell to his master and brothers and went to the palace.

Zhao You stared at him day and night, seeing him making a move at this moment, he hurried back to the palace to report.

It's midsummer, even though they can't enjoy silk and bamboo, the whole imperial city is still very lively.

He was wearing an onyx gown, his black hair was tied loosely by a section of red headband, and a bright red satin dangled from his left ear, which swayed slightly with his slow steps, and he was indescribably elegant. Leisurely.

Walking to the gate of the palace, the guards saw him and invited him in as if entrusted by others.

Not surprisingly, he was led to the Imperial Study Room.

Someone went in to announce, but there was no sound for a long time.

Sighing, he knew that the man was trying to make things difficult, and the scorching sun was on, so he had to stand in the sweltering heat for two full hours without moving a muscle.

Sweat soaked the clothes, and the thin cloth clinged to the body, sticky and greasy, very uncomfortable.

Finally, the door of the palace opened, and a tall and straight man came out.

With cold sweat dripping from his forehead, he knelt down without hesitation, and made a big salute: "The pariah promises a banquet, and I hereby apologize to Your Majesty."

The man didn't speak, and he didn't dare to raise his head. A bright yellow suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, and a deep voice came from above: "What's the crime?"

"When I first met Your Majesty, I didn't know the etiquette. This is the first. I have received His Majesty's love, but I don't know how to repay it. This is the second. I said what I said, but then I said it. This is the third." Xu Yan's forehead was pressed against the back of his hand. It was dark for a while, but he still spoke clearly and word by word.

"Eunuch Li, according to the laws of our dynasty, how should we deal with the above three crimes?" The man asked knowingly.

Eunuch Li was stunned for a few seconds, and immediately came to his senses. He said in a serious and sharp voice, "Return to Your Majesty, according to the laws of our dynasty, those who commit the above crimes can be dealt with as you want."

The man was obviously choked, coughed and said: "Get up first."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Xu Yan said emphatically and kowtowed heavily, the dull sound struck at the heartstrings of that person, making his chest stagnate.

Even though his body was clamoring for discomfort, he still straightened his back, for fear that the person would see the clue.

After a while of silence, the man broke the silence: "The position of servant is vacant, Eunuch Li, please inform the Ministry of Internal Affairs that Xu Yan will take up the position from now on."

"No." Eunuch Li replied, and rushed to the House of Internal Affairs.

Everyone in the Ministry of Internal Affairs was full of curiosity about Xu Shizhong, who was the director of the music department in the previous dynasty. Suddenly, there were different opinions in the palace.

The protagonist being talked about is serving tea for the current Holy Majesty in the courtyard at the moment.

Rong Su likes to drink the tea he brewed, just because his person is paired with this tea, it looks even more elegant. Although the tenderness and sweetness of the past are missing at this moment, it is still very comfortable.

Enjoying this rare pastime, Rong Su squinted his eyes, grabbed the man's tea-making hand and held it in his palm to scratch, Xu Yan couldn't help shrinking his hand, but he grabbed it forcefully and pressed it against his erection Xu Yan's heart skipped a beat when he caught sight of a group of court ladies and eunuchs, their faces showing resistance. Rong Su couldn't tolerate him looking around, and kissed his lips with his chin, covering his lips with one hand. The back of his hand stroked his own stiffness with him.

Xu Yan's body trembled slightly, and he closed his eyes in resignation.

Such a docile but frightened appearance pleased the emperor even more, and Rong Su's behavior became more and more wanton.

When the hotness entered the tight back/acupoint, Xu Yan still loosened his clenched teeth, and couldn't help moaning.

He thought to himself: Sure enough, it is still different from before...

After the joy/love, the emperor walked away in a huff.

Xu Yan's stomach churned, and he vomited out with a "wow".

Yuan'er, a court lady in the courtyard, hurriedly called the imperial doctor to treat him. Zhang Yuan judged that he had suffered from heat stroke, prescribed a prescription and left in a hurry.

The news of the waiter's heatstroke reached His Majesty's ears, and the man smiled casually and said, "It's okay."