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It is impossible to remove the guards at the gate of Qianyuan Hall without alarming Wen Zhuangyan, but it is easy for Li Song, who once attacked the enemy camp at night, to sneak in quietly.

There are lights hanging above the gate of the palace, but it is not so easy to tell who is wearing the same clothes in the same team in this pitch-black environment, especially if that person still knows his own people very well.

Quietly left behind, turned directly from the window and entered, the palace lantern in front of the table was very bright, the nib was still dripping with ink, but no one was there.

The saber was out of its sheath, and the curtain was lifted quietly, and no one was asleep in the dormitory. Li Song was about to turn around and search again, but he heard the sound of water coming from somewhere.

Turning around, the steps stopped, and he walked quietly towards the inside, with the point of the knife facing forward, when he met the little emperor, he didn't need to keep his hands, he just had to kill him directly.

Lin Yao originally took a bath while Wen Zhuangyan hadn't come back, so that every time the two of them took a bath together, they would get dizzy from the heat, and then let others do whatever they wanted.

But he was quietly soaking in the water, but his ears seemed to hear the sound from outside, not like the sound of the door opening, but the steps seemed to be deliberately lowered.

Wen Zhuangyan said that he had to be busy today and would come back at Haishi. Did he come in so quietly at this time?

Lin Yao slowly tore off the clothes from the hanger, and quietly climbed up along the edge of the pool.

The footsteps stopped at the corner, and when Li Song rushed in, he saw a pool of hot spring water rippling, and the person who was supposed to take a bath was nowhere to be seen.

Except for the sound of water, the surrounding area was very quiet. His ears moved, and he seemed to hear the sound, but when he turned around, he saw the huge screen completely turned upside down towards him.

There was no way to avoid it, he could only be pushed into the pool of water, causing countless splashes.

Lin Yao put on his jacket and ran out. This place is a bit far from the front hall. In the past, Wen Zhuangyan liked to do something to him here because of the sound insulation, but now it has become an obstacle for him to ask for help.

Walking barefoot on the ground, the floor by the pool was extremely slippery. Even though he paid extra attention, he didn't exercise his martial arts at all. When his feet slipped and he lost his balance, he could only let himself fall to the ground.

The knee hurt from the fall, Lin Yao gritted his teeth and wanted to get up and run outside, but found that one foot seemed to be caught by something and he couldn't use his strength.

Lin Yao turned his head and looked back, only to realize that the man who came in just now had thrown off his heavy bodyguard uniform, and was lying on the edge of the pool, clasping his ankles firmly.

"During this period of time, strictly guard against changes in the capital, especially within the palace walls. Those on shifts must supervise and investigate each other," Wen Zhuangyan said with his hands behind his back. "In extraordinary times, extraordinary measures should be taken. As long as they are found out, they will be dealt with decisively."

"Yes, my lord," Zhuo Meng received the order and was about to go out, but saw a guard rushing in and knelt on the ground to report, "My lord, I stopped Mr. Feng who was about to leave the city at the west gate. "

"Mr. Feng? The night is so dark, what is he going out of town for now?" Wen Zhuangyan asked with a slight frown.

Mr. Feng is a counselor, and counselors are the most appropriate people to use when fighting for power and profit. Even the bravest soldiers may not be able to stop the schemes behind the counselors, but such a person can help him win the world, and naturally he can also help others.

This is the reason why the cunning rabbit died and the lackeys cooked. Wen Zhuangyan originally didn't intend to take their lives, but the wings that should be broken had to be broken one after another, and he couldn't even take half a step out of the capital with his own body.

This is Wen Zhuangyan's last grace, because those people know too much, too much.

Mr. Feng is the smartest among the counselors, he will run away at this time?

"Mr. Feng only said that he had something urgent to do when he was leaving the city. If he wanted to stop him, he would have to go out of the city today unless the Lord personally stopped him," the guard reported.

"Go in person?" Wen Zhuangyan raised his eyes, flicked his sleeves and strode forward with a smile on his face, "Then let's go and see what Mr. Feng is up to."

But as soon as he walked to the door, his mind was like a broken string. He stopped and asked, "Who did Mr. Feng meet today?"

"Mr. Feng's place is under strict surveillance, no one comes in or out," the guard reported.

If he insisted on going, it should be a plan to divert the tiger away from the mountain. What is the intention of diverting him to leave?

The perimeter of the Feng family is guarded by elite soldiers, and there are guards accompanying them when they go out, and Li Song has always been in charge of that place, except for him...

Wen Zhuangyan looked at the respectful Zhuo Meng and asked, "I remember you said today that Li Song was unwell, so he couldn't come. Did you see it with your own eyes?"

"I just heard from the steward of General You's Mansion that he was not feeling well," Zhuo Meng said with a dazed expression, "My lord, what happened?"

"Yes," Wen Zhuangyan's eyebrows moved slightly, and when he opened his eyes, he suddenly pulled out the knife from the guard's waist, "How dare they..." He was angry, and his steps were unprecedentedly fast, and he was heading towards Qianyuan Hall direction.

"General, what happened here?" the guard asked holding the empty scabbard.

"Ask me, who am I asking?" Zhuo Meng felt uneasy in his heart. He had never seen the Lord so angry. What did Li Song do? Something happened to the Lord."

Wen Zhuangyan walked very fast. He walked this road countless times day and night, but he never felt it was so long.

If he wanted to transfer him from the palace, then Li Song must have sneaked into the palace city.

The harem is empty, and his soldiers are guarding everywhere. Li Song once saved his life on the battlefield, but he almost died. There is no such thing as turning against the Lord at this time, so the only possibility is Qianyuan Hall.

The little emperor was the last obstacle, and he was also the one that the group of courtiers who thought they were loyal wanted to get rid of.

"Little Yao'er, wait for me!" Wen Zhuangyan looked at Qianyuan Hall not far away, but the tone in his heart sank even deeper.

There was the sound of water splashing in the hall, Lin Yao looked at the hand that was in sharp contrast to his ankle, even though he tried hard to break it but couldn't break it apart, he hated his weak body very much.

Li Song tore off his heavy clothes, and almost instinctively clasped the ankles of the fallen person, but the impact of the screen just now made his knife sink into the bottom of the water, but if he let go to take the knife, I'm afraid that the person in front of him will run away before he can get it. Not to mention the failure of the mission, he will still take his life for nothing.

The touch under his hand is delicate, but the strength with which the man broke his hand was not merciless at all. Without a knife, there is no knife. Just now, with a glimpse of such a slender body, just a light pinch can sever his throat. bone.

But he climbed up along the edge of the pool, and when he looked at the person who turned his head to look over, he froze in place.

The white thin shirt of the person sitting on the ground was a little wet from the water, part of it stuck to his body, and part of it could barely cover his body, but the body under the thin shirt seemed to be extremely graceful.

Unlike Zhuo Meng, Li Song has read some books and knows some sentences describing beauty, but at this moment when facing the beauty's drooping eyes stained with water vapor, he just feels that those lines are not worthy of the person in front of him, Thousands of words can only be merged into two words - beautiful.

He has never seen such a beauty in this life, no wonder the Lord couldn't bear to kill him.

Li Song's mind only lasted for a moment, Lin Yao couldn't take his hand away, so he could only shout outside: "Come on, save—uh—"

The mouth was covered from behind, and the hand covering the cheek was almost suffocating.

As soon as his ankle was loose, he subconsciously wanted to stand up, but he was pulled by his wrist and lay down directly on the ground. The man covering his mouth knelt on top of him. The shadows fell but he couldn't see his face clearly. He could only hear those words Frantic words: "Beauty, you are here to make them inaudible, don't bother."

Although Lin Yao expected that someone would go against Wen Zhuangyan's will and want to kill him, it is not the best policy to guard against thieves for a thousand days. Although he mentioned it cryptically, he did not expect that people would come so soon.

The only thing to be thankful for may be that his skin can even confuse those who come to assassinate him.

His clothes were torn apart, even if he had three heads and six arms, he couldn't completely suppress a person. The heat from the overturning made him feel disgusted, but where his fingers touched, he couldn't find anything that could hit someone.

The beauty was flustered, but there was a faint blush beside her water eyes, but it overflowed, and it was even more soul-stirring. Li Song knew that he could not want him here.

But he is going to die, and the beauty in front of him is also going to die, since he is going to die, then it is not a waste of this beauty's body to have fun before death.

"The peony flower dies, and being a ghost is also romantic." Li Song couldn't use one hand, so he tore a piece of cloth from his body and stuffed it into Lin Yao's mouth, but his hand let go of Lin Yao's arm, and when he leaned over again, he saw Stretch out two fingers and go directly towards his eye sockets.

The instinctive reaction of his body made him roll over, but the corners of his eyes were stinging, and when he wiped the blood casually, the unattainable anger surged up.

"Come on, there are assassins!"

Lin Yao took advantage of the trend to run away, and the voice finally spread out. There was panic in the voice, and Wen Zhuangyan kicked in when he came to the door, but the scene in front of him made his eyes tear.

I can't ask for a beauty, but I have to kill him. After all, Li Song ran faster than Lin Yao, and the voice had already spread. He would definitely die tonight. He simply stepped up when he got up, and fell straight to the ground. Lin Yao's legs, when he came back to his senses, his hands had already pinched the slender neck.

As long as one exerts strength, the person under him will disappear.

What Wen Zhuangyan saw was such a scene. Under the shock and anger, the first sentence subconsciously was: "Stop!!!"

"My lord?!" Li Song didn't have to listen to anyone, let alone pay attention to those guards, but he never expected that it was Wen Zhuangyan who came in.

His movements stopped because of surprise, Wen Zhuangyan looked at the little emperor with flushed cheeks feeling very distressed, and directly negotiated the terms: "Li Song, if you let him go today, I will spare your life."

"My lord, this person is truly a monster," Li Song trembled slightly. This kind of person who can make people dream of him just by himself can make him lose control, and naturally the lord will give up his principles for him. "We have worked hard so hard. For a long time, one person cannot be destroyed, only by killing him can the Lord's eternal hegemony be preserved."

Lin Yao let out a sob in pain as he exerted force with his hand.

Li Song continued: "Even if I die today, I'm right..."

It was too late for him to finish his words, his throat was pierced by the blade of the knife, blood spit out from his mouth, he looked at Wen Zhuangyan almost in disbelief, as if he never expected that he would kill him so decisively: "You..."

"Everyone back down," Wen Zhuangyan said, and the guards behind him retreated like flowing water.

Wen Zhuangyan stepped forward, did not pull out the knife, but directly pushed Li Song away from Lin Yao's body, tore off his robe, picked up the drowsy Lin Yao, and wrapped it in his coat.

Li Song didn't die immediately, but he looked at Wen Zhuangyan's surprised eyes and made the man stop: "You said you were separated from your parents, and I sent people to search for them for many days and finally found them. I wanted to tell you the news. Who knew that you would insult me, because you saved me once before, I will not embarrass your family."

Li Song's eyes widened suddenly, and two ho-ho sounds came out of his throat, and finally he fell powerlessly to the ground, dying with regret.

Zhuo Meng rushed over later, the situation at the palace gate was in a mess, but the scene of Li Song lying on the ground made him terrified.

The brothers who were once thought to be friends for life, who lived and died together, are gone.It is difficult for a person to live, but it is easy to die. If you say nothing, you will be gone.

"My lord, Li Song..." Zhuo Meng knelt on the ground, looked up and saw Wen Zhuangyan sitting on the bed, and the person lying on the bed was being surrounded by the imperial physician.

"Disobey the Lord's orders, rebellious crimes," Wen Zhuangyan looked at the person who had quietly slept on the bed. When the little emperor was strangled by someone, whenever he thought that he would die, his heart felt as if his heart was tightly clenched by a hand. Live like suffocation.

Li Song could not have died, but the traces left on the little emperor's body are too obvious, there are fall marks on his arms, hands and knees, pinch marks on his neck, but there are still scratches on his collarbone, and the clothes on his chest are all torn .

It's ridiculous that the person he treats like that is coveted by a so-called brother.

"Li Song is also for the Lord," Zhuo Meng felt chilled. Once a person ascends to a high position, will he really change?

"You're trying to offend the emperor because of me? What? Do you think I'll dislike him if he gets dirty?" Wen Zhuangyan didn't want Zhuo Meng to follow the same path, and even though he felt depressed, he said to him, "Zhuomeng, if the wife you recognize How do you deal with being coveted, coveted, and defiled by your brothers?"

"Minister..." Zhuo Meng kowtowed to plead guilty, "I don't know that Li Song dared to bully the Lord like this, I accept the crime."

"It doesn't matter if you accept the crime, Li Song's funeral will be handled by you, and you should go back and rest for a while, and reflect on why you made such a mistake. If there is a next time, even if you sincerely repent, I dare not It's up to you," Wen Zhuangyan ignored his pitiful expression of a big man and asked people to back out.

Looking at him, Zhuo Meng always felt that he looked a bit tired, and swallowed back those words about the little emperor.

If it is for the master's sake to get rid of the little emperor, it is worthy of forgiveness, but Li Song dared to offend the master's people, and a friend's wife can't be bullied, let alone the master's.

But every time Zhuo Meng thinks about seeing him that day, he can understand Li Song's thoughts a little bit. Such beauty is very shocking.

"Lord Wen, His Majesty's throat is damaged, and he may not be able to speak for a few days, but the wound on his body can be healed by applying ointment, and there is no life-threatening injury," the head of the Imperial Hospital respectfully reported.

"Understood, let's go down and prescribe medicine." Wen Zhuangyan got up, walked to Lin Yao and sat down, holding his wrist, the wrist in his hand was slender and delicate, and the hot spring bathed in the new skin, and the skin all over his body was like satin.

Even with scars on his neck, even with his eyes closed, the little emperor is beautiful.

People always say that a beauty is a disaster, as if this person was tempted because the beauty is too beautiful, but he was born with this appearance, so there is nothing wrong with it.

After all, the news of the incident in the palace spread out, and Wen Zhuangyan's mouth was to let those people know the status of the little emperor in his heart, and to make those who had plans to hold tight.

Li Song was killed because he deceived the emperor, but Mr. Feng was locked up even deeper, and he was not allowed to communicate with the outside world. Except for the difference in the place where he lived, it was no different from the sky prison. Don't even think about it until he dies. come out.

This kind of conviction according to the seriousness and no remembrance of old love not only reassures some people, but also makes some people who want to use their old love to stand up to weigh their own weight.

And more importantly, people inside and outside the palace began to discuss the appearance of His Majesty today.

His Majesty used to sit on the throne, covered by twelve flowing crowns, and no one dared to look directly at the sky, but now it is rumored that His Majesty's beauty is astonishing, and it can make the general who made a special trip to kill people fall in love for a moment. On the one hand, there are no regrets in this life.

It's a pity that everyone wanted to see it, but after that incident, the guards in Qianyuan Hall became stricter, even the dead were dispatched, and Wen Zhuangyan never left Qianyuan Hall except for necessary things.

Lin Yao woke up the next day, but when he wanted to open his mouth to speak, he found that he couldn't make a sound, his throat hurt so badly, he rubbed his neck, and a moment of panic flashed in his eyes, Wen Zhuangyan had already lifted the curtain and walked in His side said: "Your Majesty, don't worry, your throat is a little damaged, it will be fine in a few days."

Lin Yao nodded, seeming to feel a little relieved, but when he moved his legs and felt the pain, memories of last night flooded up one after another.

He was so familiar with the scene of being humiliated but unable to struggle, but Wen Zhuangyan would let him go because of his begging, but that person was very cruel.

Seeing him shivering, Wen Zhuangyan hugged him into his arms and patted him lightly, "It's okay, I've already executed him, it's okay, don't be afraid."

Lin Yao opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything. At the moment of desperation, he was thinking about the person in front of him, and this person really appeared to save him.

At the moment of life and death, a person's heart is especially frightened and fragile, and the person who rescued him entered his heart, penetrated into the bone marrow, and became a reliance.

The slight wetness on the shoulders made Wen Zhuangyan startled for a moment, and then hugged him deeper into his arms. The little emperor seldom cried. It seems to be frightened, and it seems that the feelings in my heart have finally found someone to vent.

"Xiao Yao'er, I will protect you, don't be afraid," Wen Zhuangyan stroked his black hair, he couldn't let him go, but he can guarantee that he will treat this person very well for the rest of his life.

The warmth in his arms left suddenly, Wen Zhuangyan suddenly opened his eyes wide and felt the touch and temperature of his lips, warm and soft, with the breath of this person invading his heart.

Lin Yao's eyelashes trembled slightly, but they only rubbed lightly, with an absolute youthfulness, but even this youthfulness was enough to stir up the flames of a prairie fire.

Wen Zhuangyan hugged him back when he felt the wetness that was slightly protruding in, and kissed him back deeply. All the feelings followed the strong invasion and made the person who had just taken the initiative move slightly. Wen Zhuangyan thought he was struggling, but that For the first time, both arms actively wrapped around his neck.

The kiss that had been restrained just now became presumptuous, causing those beautiful lips to be ravaged repeatedly, and the body in her arms was becoming hot and soft, becoming acceptable for his existence.

When the lips parted slightly, Lin Yao's eyes were already full of water vapor, which reflected the figure of the person on his body, panting slightly. Wen Zhuangyan raised his body and looked at him. He will be impulsive, wanting to possess him completely, invade him, make those lips fuller, let the tears fall from the corners of his eyes, make the blush more beautiful, make his beautiful skin glow with a beautiful pink, It must have been a peerless experience.

"Xiao Yao'er, you have to kiss like this," Wen Zhuangyan rubbed his nose, kissed his lips lightly, and then left when they were slightly pressed together. Repeatedly, the beauty in his arms seemed a little distressed, and took the initiative to kiss his lips. He came up and pressed his lips.

"Next time I won't be able to control it," Wen Zhuangyan swallowed, and his Adam's apple, which was already fluctuating up and down, obviously became more heaving.

Lin Yao used to only know that this person likes his Adam's apple, but when he touches it lightly, his whole body will become weird and itchy. How to vent the itch.

In response, Lin Yao was unable to speak, but gently kissed the extremely sexy Adam's apple with his lips.

The light and insignificant touch was like a feather rubbing at the deadly position. Wen Zhuangyan understood his meaning in an instant, supported his neck with his big hand, bit his lip hard, and then moved along his cheek, biting The beautiful and soft earlobe was touched, and there was blood dripping there, but every time he bit it off, Lin Yao's body trembled violently.

"Your Majesty, even if you cry and beg me, I'm afraid you won't be able to step out of this palace gate today," Wen Zhuangyan tore off the curtain, and kissed Lin Yao fiercely in his wide-open eyes.

One day's love is moving, silky, although unable to speak, but the occasional nasal sound and continuous panting make people feel as if the palace is lit with burning incense.

The white arm grabbed the side of the bed, it was full of traces of being loved, but the hand was pulled back very quickly, and was taken back with an unwilling handshake with the long and slender hand.

The man's voice was slightly hoarse, but when he spoke in people's ears, his heart trembled because of the hoarseness: "Your Majesty, don't go out, if you catch a cold, I will feel distressed."

The poor beauty who was temporarily unable to speak could only beg for mercy with her eyes, but that watery appearance could only make the man more animalistic, as if all the previous patience had been completely broken at this moment.

"Your Majesty is seducing me again, so let's do it again," Wen Zhuangyan said with complete joy in his voice, looking at the little emperor's firm shaking head, "Don't worry, Your Majesty, I'll give it to my minister later." look."

People who can't speak are so miserable, and they have completely lost consciousness by the end of it.

It was only when Wen Zhuangyan hugged him to bathe and change clothes that he realized that he seemed to be going too far, but facing such a beauty, who obediently let him ask for it, anyone would go too far.

The little emperor was lying on the imperial couch sleeping quietly and well-behaved, but Wen Zhuangyan couldn't help wanting to kiss him and touch him all the time, as if it wasn't enough, but when he thought of his body, he stopped and started again With one thought, he applied those ointments to his body.

While smearing with his head down, he said, "Come out."

A black figure knelt in front of him and bowed his head, calling: "My lord."

"The plan is cancelled," Wen Zhuangyan said calmly, "Just keep here."

"Yes," the man in black responded and disappeared from the spot again.

Wen Zhuangyan still lowered his head to apply the medicine to the little emperor, but the indifference towards the man in black just now turned into affection at this moment. He never thought that he would fall in love with someone so deeply.

He was emotional, so naturally he couldn't let this person stay out of the matter. It is the best for a hero to save the beauty. The little emperor is in this palace, and he is the only one in this world who can rely on him for help. There was a real show.

It really frightened him, made him feel scared for the first time, and made his heart completely tightened, but he really had his little emperor.

It is not enough to just want to occupy the dragon couch for a long time. If he wants to be the emperor, he is afraid that he will hurt the little emperor's heart again.

Lin Yao's wounds healed very quickly, and those seemingly terrible marks were healed in a few days under the priceless ointment, and the traces were almost invisible, but those red marks on his body never faded away. To dissipate, the former is always calmed down and infected with the new.

"...Forgive me, I can't take it anymore..."

The little emperor's voice was restored in the lingering. Unfortunately, that voice was soft and sweet. In order to hear more, Mr. Wen could only be more beastly.

"I just recovered, but I became dumb again," Lin Yao stepped on his toes angrily, and his throat hurt badly when he spoke.

Wen Zhuangyan allowed him to vent his anger, holding the pear soup and said: "It's my fault, Your Majesty drank this first to moisten his throat."

Lin Yao hates the bitter and unpalatable soup, but he never refuses such a sweet soup. He drinks it seriously, and when he tastes the sweetness, his eyes will narrow slightly, making everyone sitting next to him want to taste it. It was a pity that just as Wen Zhuangyan approached, the little emperor stared at him vigilantly, and then ran to the other side with his own bowl.

Lin Yao felt aggrieved, he obviously didn't do anything, but this person seemed to be a different person, he wanted to touch him when he saw him, and said that he deliberately seduced.

The prey ran fast, but Wen Zhuangyan sat where he was and smiled. It would be great if it could continue like this.

"Give way?" Lin Yao's voice was unbelievable. He looked at the imperial decree in front of him and there was a trace of injury in his eyes. He thought that they communicated with each other, and Wen Zhuangyan treated him sincerely and would never want his position again. , but it is still a dream in the end.

"Little Yao'er, this is a step that must be taken. There is a difference between a powerful minister and a supreme emperor." Wen Zhuangyan shook his cold hand and said, "That is the position I must get, and you will be my The only queen."

"Can't it be like this now, I won't disobey your will," Lin Yao said with some pleading.

Wen Zhuangyan refused very simply: "No."

He loves his little emperor dearly, but if he keeps it like this, he is letting the little emperor grow up and his relationship goes smoothly. Maybe his worries are just worries, but they must be eradicated from the root cause.

He understands what he wants, this country and the people who are sitting on top of the country, beauties and the country, so he has to sit firmly in that position.

Lin Yao lowered his eyes and picked up the pen to write on the imperial decree. Even though his fingertips were trembling and tears were rolling in his eyes, he gritted his teeth and endured until the seal was stamped on it, and everything fell into dust. Certainly.

Wen Zhuangyan handed the imperial decree to others, and they hurriedly retreated, but Lin Yao was hugged and sat in that arms.

He knew that Jiangshan would definitely be lost, but he still had unrealistic fantasies and was very sad.

"I'm sorry, little Yao'er," Wen Zhuangyan kissed away the tears from the corners of his eyes, feeling completely guilty in his heart, "I only do this one thing in my life to be sorry to you, can you forgive me?"

Lin Yao buried his head in his chest, and his voice was stagnant: "Wen Zhuangyan, I lost the country left by my ancestors, I am incompetent..."

"No, it's because I'm ambitious, I'm a traitor," Wen Zhuangyan comforted him, but facing the little emperor was really sad, he realized that words were so powerless.

When the dynasty changed, the Xiao country seemed to be the same Xiao country, but the emperor had a different surname. In the first year of Emperor Yuan, at the time of spring and Jingming, the powerful man in the dragon robe ascended to the throne.

Worship from all directions, congratulations from all directions, there is no one who does not surrender, and no one does not love.

Above the throne, a man in a dragon robe is extremely handsome, with deep eyes hidden by the twelve streamer crowns. In the past, the regent always felt that something was missing, but now that he really sat on the throne, he realized that what was missing was the kind of righteousness. What's missing is that inevitability.

Someone can refute the orders of the courtiers, but even if they refuse to obey the orders of the emperor, they can only hold back.

"I," Wen Zhuangyan said, looking down at the courtier kneeling below, "I will marry the Queen of the Central Palace, and everyone will enjoy themselves."

All the ministers looked at each other, only one of them dared to ask: "I don't know which family your Majesty is marrying, if it's her identity..."

"Status is better than noble daughters of various families," Wen Zhuangyan raised his hand, and the eunuch at the side understood and began to read the imperial decree.

"Following heaven's fortune, the emperor's decree said... Lin's family, Lin Yao, the emperor's nobleman... married Shangyu in January of the first year, and gave him a residence in the Qianyuan Palace..."

The officials understand every word in the imperial decree, but the words in it make them stupefied. The change of dynasty is the new emperor they support. Naturally, they will endlessly slander the deposed emperor, but this deposed emperor is now going to be the queen.

If one person is under one person, but over ten thousand people, how can these people have any good fruit to eat.

"Your Majesty must not, Lin Yao is a man, how can he continue to be his son and grandson for His Majesty? Too conspicuous can only kneel down.

"Your Majesty can't!!!"

"Are you waiting for me, or for yourself?" Wen Zhuangyan smiled softly, "If you still recognize me as the emperor, stand up, if you don't, you can resign and leave, and return to the farm."

As soon as he said this, the officials stiffened, but they realized that the one on the throne was not the abolished emperor who had been at their mercy before, but the new emperor who was decisive and decisive, and the emperor's orders must be obeyed.

"Let me hear again who cursed that my country cannot last forever," Wen Zhuangyan's voice was light, but those officials who wanted to say something tightened their necks.

"The harem is not allowed to interfere in politics, and whoever is established as the queen will be harmless to His Majesty's future generations," the wise courtier changed the subject and stood up, the generals stood together, and the civil servants looked at each other, standing up one by one like pulling carrots .

In the end, no one was still kneeling there.

"It seems that all the officials are not against it, so I can't disobey the wishes of the officials, so let's make it so," Wen Zhuangyan said, and the officials below really wanted to spit out a mouthful of old blood.

But after the early court, the emperor, who was so majestic and might piss off the old minister just now, stood outside the Qianyuan Hall as if on guard, with a gentle voice: "Xiao Yaoer, let me in, what do you want me to do so that you don't get angry?"

Lin Yao was sitting in the hall, but the location of Qianyuan Palace was very good. Naturally, all the congratulatory salutes could be heard in his ears. The new emperor ascended the throne, and he is the deposed emperor. Hom.

"Your Majesty, go back," Lin Yao gritted his teeth when he said that address.

"Xiao Yao'er, but this is my bedroom," Wen Zhuangyan said in one sentence, the door was opened from the inside, Lin Yao glared at him and said, "Then His Majesty will sleep here, I will go elsewhere."

But he wanted to leave, Wen Zhuangyan didn't allow him to leave, he directly grabbed the arm and picked him up, stepped into the palace a few steps and said: "This is also the Queen's bedroom, little Yaoer, where are you going?"

"Let me down!" Lin Yao struggled, but when he was really put down, he was kissed deeply. The anger just now turned into a little weak, and when he was released, he still had no strength to be angry.

"Okay, don't be angry anymore. If you are so angry, you will drink that bitter medicine again," Wen Zhuangyan said with a hook on the tip of his nose.

Lin Yao raised his eyes to look at him, but didn't know what to do. The man in front of him was wearing a dragon robe that was extraordinarily imposing, and the sight of Twelve Yuliu Mian seemed to be more than before.

In short, it is very different from his appearance in the dragon robe. If you compare it, everyone will think that Wen Zhuangyan is more like an emperor.

He stared blankly, Wen Zhuangyan smiled and said, "Why? Do you think I look good in this outfit?"

Lin Yao turned his head: "No."

"Good-looking is good-looking, but it's also very heavy. You have to take on some things when you wear it," Wen Zhuangyan untied the crown and put it aside, "I'm not an emperor in front of you, I'm just your husband. Still angry, you can beat me and scold me, huh?"

"I think my hand hurts," Lin Yao muttered, but Wen Zhuangyan laughed out loud.

The emperor will marry the queen one month after he ascends the throne. The dragon robes are difficult to make, and the phoenix robes require countless beautiful women to rush to work day and night. They cannot be feminine, but they have to look like men's robes. The golden dragon turntable is embroidered on men's clothes. It looks good, but the elegant phoenix, embroidered on men's robes, is really a headache for embroiderers.

"I still have to pick it up from outside the palace," Wen Zhuangyan frowned slightly as he watched the wedding process.

The eunuch bowed his head and reported: "Your Majesty, this is the prescribed procedure. It has always been the case for emperors. To marry a queen, you must enter through the main gate of the palace city. Only the successor queen can be canonized directly in the palace. Your Majesty, look..."

Ordinary people need three letters and six engagements to marry a woman, and naturally they cannot be simple when marrying a queen. Even if it is for Lin Yao's future status, this step cannot be skipped, lest the world see his queen as a joke.

"Just follow the procedure," Wen Zhuangyan took a deep breath, even though he wished he could directly worship the heaven and the earth and he would be his man, but this kind of reluctance and reluctance can only be endured for now.

"Yes," the eunuch said again, "Your Majesty, you and the empress cannot meet before marriage, so today the empress will leave the palace."

"It's still half a month before the big wedding, you let me separate from the queen?" Wen Zhuangyan was extremely dissatisfied, he felt that he was not getting close enough every day, and now he had to separate for half a month, "Whose idea came up with this?"

"Your Majesty, this is already a shortened time," the eunuch also understood that His Majesty was in a hurry, but there was no such thing as getting married in a hurry.

"Then... have someone pretend to be in the palace to receive my three letters and six appointments, and let the queen leave the palace until the day before," Wen Zhuangyan ordered.

"This... yes," the eunuch agreed boldly.

His majesty the emperor who came up with a bad idea was praised by his little queen when he returned to the palace: "Your majesty is so clever, why don't you find someone to pretend that I am married to you?" Feng Guan is also very tired."

"How can you fake this kind of thing?" Wen Zhuangyan hugged him from behind and coaxed softly, "I just don't want to be separated from you for a moment, little Yao'er, and you don't want to leave me either, right?"

in his words