The protagonist wants to steal my script again

If it is said that An Shangshu of the household department was a celebrity in front of the emperor before he went out to provide disaster relief, then since Mr. An returned safely, the courtiers did not even know what words to use to describe the relationship between An Minghui and the emperor today.

It was only after he entered the court that An Minghui knew that his elder brother was often called to the imperial study by Lu Tingshen. On the surface, he claimed to be discussing political affairs, but in fact he just let people sit beside him after he was brought in, neither talking nor talking. Let people go.

He also asked Lu Tingshen why he did this, and got the man's answer as a matter of course: "Seeing that he is not happy, I feel at ease."

No wonder he often saw his elder brother coming back from the palace full of anger. He really didn't understand how these two people could have such an incompatible relationship.

Obviously, in the original plot, the two should have a pretty good relationship.

Thinking about the things that have been puzzling for a long time, An Minghui followed Lu Tingshen into the imperial study room, just about to sit down in front of his own table and chairs, when he heard Lu Tingshen say: "The one in my hand Is it a document from the Ministry of Households? Bring it here, and I will approve it together."

For half a month, it has been like this almost every day.

"Your Majesty," An Minghui was helpless, and instead of handing over the document in his hand as the other party said, he persuaded earnestly, "In his position, I, as the secretary of the household department, cannot Really do nothing."

Lu Ting raised his eyebrows deeply, stared at him and asked back: "Do you understand? Do you know what the above is trying to say?"

An Minghui: "...With time, you will get used to it."

"I always don't care about the process when I do things, I only want the result. You bring those things here, and I don't need much effort to deal with them. I don't need to work as hard as you." As he spoke, Lu Tingshen seemed to think of something again, and his tone became narrower , "A wooden head like you who doesn't understand the taste, can't even understand the language of sex. If you really want to study these, won't you be eaten alive by those old foxes?"

"Okay, let's not talk about this matter for now." An Minghui turned over the topic helplessly, obediently put the documents in his hand on Lu Tingshen's desk, and took a book from the shelf, "Brother Alone, even if he is not allowed to return, at least His Majesty can send me a letter?"

"Such a white-eyed wolf, you should remember it carefully. Be careful that you won't know when you will be sold." While speaking, Lu Tingshen put aside the paperwork he had just finished, opened a new booklet, and quickly Read it, and added lazily, "It's not impossible, but I have conditions. I change a letter overnight. As for how many words you are allowed to write, it depends on how satisfied you can make me."

After getting used to Lu Tingshen's way of speaking, An Minghui was able to resist this rather straightforward "harassment", and even thought quietly: It shouldn't be too difficult to be satisfied.

After all, he had been tempered for a long time in the last world, and it should be enough for His Majesty the Emperor who has never had a physical relationship with anyone...

perhaps.

While An Minghui was in ecstasy, Eunuch Li knocked lightly on the door of the imperial study room, and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, do you need a servant to add the freshly brewed Biluochun for you and Mr. An?"

"Come in."

Obtaining the order, Eunuch Li opened the door lightly, holding the teapot and cup in his hands, followed the rule of saying less and watching less after saluting, and only lowered his head and started pouring tea for the two of them.

"If you think it's okay, you can stay in Yiqing Palace tonight." Lu Tingshen saw that he didn't refute, so he continued, "If someone asks, if you find it troublesome, you can just say that it is my overlord who insists on bowing."

Hearing this, Eunuch Li paused when he warmed the teacup, and his hands trembled in shock.

Yiqing Palace is the palace where the queens of all dynasties lived.

An Minghui suddenly had a hunch that this might be the world where he and the villain's image fit best.

Later, the original owner became a popular person around the emperor by relying on his appearance that was indistinguishable from that of his elder brother. The courtiers all said that he served the emperor with sex, and there were many discussions in private.However, after many years, the elder brother still went through many dangers, concealing the fact that he was still alive, changed his name after his injury healed, and returned to the capital pretending to be an ordinary commoner, and entered the palace to confront the original owner and the emperor face to face.

In this way, all the evil deeds done by the original owner will be exposed, and the emperor who was in a rage pierced his heart with a sword, and died without regret.

An Shangshu, who had changed his core, pondered for a while, and felt that at least the name of the servant of Israel could match him.

"It's quite right for a demon concubine to serve a tyrant." It's been less than a year since he ascended the throne, and Lu Tingshen's domineering temper is already well known, and it can be seen that this person doesn't care about his reputation at all. in the eyes.An Minghui thanked Li Gonggong, who was pouring the tea, in a low voice, picked up the teacup and smelled the fragrance escaping from it, "Just do what you want, it doesn't matter what others say, what you do is nothing to worry about. Unacceptable reason."

After hearing this, the emperor who was reviewing the memorial was silent for a moment, then put down the cinnabar pen in his hand, raised his head and stared at him, and at the same time called to Eunuch Li who was about to leave after pouring tea: "Eunuch Li, show me your hand!" Driving Yiqing Palace. By the way, pass on my order to let the old man of the An family pack up all the belongings of my future queen and send them to Yiqing Palace. If there is anything missing, I will come to see you."

Eunuch Li, who was so frightened that he almost fell over: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty?!"

An Minghui: "Your Majesty, don't be so impatient, business is the most important thing..."

In the face of the shock from the two people opposite, Lu Tingshen was still able to calmly say: "It's rare for my queen to explain her style once. If I don't take advantage of this time to consummate the house, I don't have the heart to look at these things. The wedding will go back earlier Set it down to save those people in the court from worrying about my marriage in a hurry."

Eunuch Li thought to himself: Who would dare to worry about your marriage? The minister who dared to mention this last time was demoted three levels because of your annoyance, and almost lost his black hat.

As the saying goes, there is a knife on the head of the character, and An Minghui feels that it is unreasonable for all these protagonists to escape this knife, but he is always the one who dies in various ways in the end. It can be seen that the words are true Can't believe it.

"Your Majesty, stop messing around." Sighing, An Minghui turned his head and smiled apologetically at Eunuch Li, "There's no need to drive around, and help me bring some things from home, please trouble Eunuch. "

Eunuch Li was still in shock, he stood there and hesitated for a while when he heard what An Minghui said, and saw that Lu Tingshen just snorted but did not refute, so he asked tentatively: "Your Majesty, this..."

"Go get what you want, don't dawdle." While talking impatiently, Lu Tingshen picked up the pen that he had just put down not long ago, and opened the next memorial with a look of irritability.

Judging from this meaning, it seems to be a tacit consent that Mr. Na'an is already able to make decisions for the Holy Majesty.

For a moment, he was so frightened that his liver and gallbladder were torn apart, Eunuch Li walked out of the imperial study with a dazed expression on his face, feeling that the sky inside and outside the palace might change soon.

***

Later, An Minghui persuaded him about the wedding, because he didn't really want to be called a queen.

Intellectually, he knew that it was just a title, so there was no need to care so much about it, but it always made people feel uncomfortable, especially when Lu Tingshen would tease him with this from time to time, jokingly said: "The empress is so beautiful, I really can't control it."

He is still a minister who flatters the Lord with a name that is not right.

And on the first night when he moved into the palace, he was really entangled by Lu Tingshen so much that he couldn't get up the next morning, so he naturally missed the early court, so he couldn't personally see the reaction of the courtiers at that time. From the time he returned to court on the third day, none of the courtiers dared to mention that matter again.

During this period of time, what concerned him the most was not whether he was married or what the courtiers thought of him, but that the pot of grass he had raised for more than ten years had actually sprouted buds.

When he saw the little flower bud for the first time, An Minghui thought he was dazzled early in the morning, but after he lowered his head and looked carefully, he confirmed that it was indeed a delicate flower bud, and suddenly felt an incredible feeling .

After more than ten years, this thing can really bloom.

Not to mention him, even Lu Ting was stunned when he heard about it.

The young emperor sat in the Yiqing Palace, propped his chin and looked at the pot of grass on the table, and stretched out a finger to poke the small flower bud in the middle, but just halfway through, An Minghui stopped him , it looks like he is afraid that he will damage this flower that has finally bloomed.

"It's really you, and you can raise this." Lu Tingshen was somewhat appetizing, and felt that it was too much to compete with a pot of grass, so he could only hold back, "I gave this to your brother back then. , I just wanted to add trouble to him, but I didn't expect that after falling into your hands, it would become a treasure."

Lu Ting took a deep look at the queen-to-be who was looking at the pot of grass with bright eyes. Seeing that the other party was looking too intently and didn't seem to intend to answer his own words, he quietly continued, "Do you know the origin of this pot of grass?"

"What is it?" This An Minghui was really curious.

"The tribute from the Western Regions brought a pot of this thing in it. It was said to be a strange flower over there, but it was just a way of slapping a swollen face to make a fat man." Lu Tingshen said very bluntly, and did not intend to give it to the envoys. Leaving half a fig leaf, "This grass is rare only after it blooms. If it does not bloom, it is no different from ordinary weeds. However, no one has seen this grass bloom for hundreds of years. It is equivalent to a piece of garbage. This fell into my hands."

"However, after flowering, this thing has strange medicinal effects from the petals to the roots. Its leaves can cure all kinds of poisons, its flowers can life and death human flesh and bones, and its roots have the most mysterious effects. It is not voodoo or witchcraft. It's too much." He was talking secretively, but Lu Tingshen was most interested in this kind of effect, if it weren't for An Minghui, he would not have allowed him to touch this pot of grass, he really wanted to dig out a root to try after it bloomed, "It is said that those who eat its roots by mistake will lose all their minds and five senses, like walking corpses, with great strength and tirelessness, and become monsters that eat human flesh and blood."

Sensing the interest in Lu Tingshen's words, An Minghui immediately carried the pot of grass back to the window sill to bask in the sun, not forgetting to warn seriously: "Whether the rumors are true or not, don't hurt it, or I will get angry of."

Lu Ting took a sip of his tea expressionlessly, thinking that he shouldn't have sent this thing out back then, it would be better to drop it on the spot.

The author has something to say: Hunjun: Oh, my little lotus is really fragrant and soft

An Bao: Your Majesty, it's time for the memorial!Don't hold me anymore!

Hunjun: If you don't let me hug you, I will kill your brother

An Bao: ...

(Brother An: Dog Emperor, do I knock in, do you hear me, knock in!!!!)