Multiple crimes

Yuan Ziyou rushed to the palace with a heavy heart, and met Yan Shuo and He Basheng who were galloping halfway, and then remembered that he left the team without authorization in the morning and had not had time to explain to Yan Shuo in the future.

A man is not afraid of anything, but he is afraid of losing his whereabouts. According to his temper, he must be taught a lesson this time.However, Yuan Ziyou glanced at Yan Shuo guiltily, and Yuan Ziyou found that the other party showed no signs of anger.

"The emperor left without saying goodbye, but it made Mr. Yan very anxious, but fortunately he did not encounter any danger." He Basheng stepped forward to salute and said, "If the emperor has nothing important to do, this subordinate will go to Xiying to join the generals." Yuan Zi Yau had nothing to say to him, so he nodded in agreement.

After He Basheng left, Yan Shuo turned his horse's head, and the two walked side by side.Yuan Ziyou watched his words and waited for the training. After waiting for a long time, he got nothing. Finally, he couldn't help but opened his mouth first: "I shouldn't have left without permission in the morning. I've made you worry."

Yan Shuo said with a smile: "Master, if he was really worried about me, he wouldn't leave without saying goodbye."

"Are you still mad at me?"

"I've never been really angry with you."

In his memory, Yan Shuo seldom got angry with him, and at most he just scolded him with a stern face.Thinking of this, Yuan Ziyou's nose became sour, and he said in a low voice, "Hey, I know I was wrong."

"Master, do you care so much about his life?" Yan Shuo asked, "But he is going to die after all."

Yuan Ziyou slowed down and turned to look at him in a daze.

"If one day he no longer bows to you, what about you?"

"How can I?"

"Are you willing to hand over the throne and be demoted to a prince and thank him for not killing him? Are you willing to be the last emperor with the Yuan surname, ruining the country of the Yuan family and being ridiculed by the world?".

"No." Yuan Ziyou looked away distractedly, and the hand holding the rein twitched, "I can't stand that...I will die."

"I know." Yan Shuo lightly pressed the back of his hand, "But, that day will come sooner or later."

"I've followed his wishes everywhere, but he still thinks I'm not obedient enough. I... I've never been so patient with others. "

"The last sentence is the truth."

Yuan Ziyou didn't hear the sarcasm in Yan Shuo's words, but felt his chest tight and panicked: "He is forcing me! If he can take a step back, we can all live a lot more comfortably!"

"Master, you know that he will never be what you want." Yan Shuo sighed, not looking at the angry face, "Even so, are you still reluctant to let him die?"

Before they knew it, the two had already returned to the gate of the city. It was here a year ago that Er Zhurong led a hundred officials and generals to wait for Yuan Ziyou to enter the palace.At that time, he had just washed Luoyang with blood, and he was full of hostility and defiant, but he still knelt down at his feet in a well-behaved manner.This kneeling is the beginning of the relationship between the two, and it is also the premise of everything to come.

Yes, even though he was extremely disdainful and impatient, he still had to bow his head and call me the emperor.

"As long as I am alive, he has to bow to me."

Yuan Ziyou narrowed his eyes against the wind, and the expression on the man's face when he saw him for the first time emerged in his mind.It was a presumptuous and playful smile, not very pleasing to the eye, but still pretty.In this unfamiliar city of Luoyang, even though everything was terrible, there was at least one beautiful man with high status who bowed his head to him because of his status.

"I like to see how he accommodates me against his will and can't stand it..." Realizing that Yan Shuo was still waiting for his answer, he turned his head and smiled at him, "If he can't bear it, then go die."

The situation in the palace was not as bad as Yuan Ziyou imagined, and Yuan Hao died soon after he arrived. Apart from the looting of shops and houses in the city, there was no other loss of personnel.As soon as He Basheng broke through the city, those officials who had fled for refuge quickly returned to their posts, and Yuan Hui, who had disappeared shortly after the start of the war, also began to frequent the palace again.

Yuan Ziyou checked the list of Luoyang officials and found many vacancies and duplication of positions with unknown functions. It must be the mess that has not been cleaned up after the Heyin Incident.Xiurong's army urgently needs to be rehabilitated after the battle, Yuan Tianmu's party is also seriously injured, and has no time to take care of trivial matters in the court. Now is a good time to rectify the administration of officials.Yuan Ziyou ordered people to figure out ways to find talents, while silently counting the time, and stayed for ten and a half months before leaving to visit the general's mansion.

Er Zhurong had just finished his lunch and was resting in his room, when he received the news that the emperor had arrived, he didn't have any special reaction.After ordering his servants to lead Yuan Ziyou into the bedroom, he got up and lazily leaned against the head of the bed, and said with his head sideways: "I'm sorry, I'm injured, so it's inconvenient to salute."

"I know, I'll see if you're okay."

Yuan Ziyou ignored the chair specially prepared for him by his servants, and sat down beside Er Zhurong.The man was only wearing an inner jacket, and the sunken shoulders could be seen faintly under the thin fabric. Although his figure and cheeks were much thinner than before, his lips were rosy, and he could see that he was well taken care of.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your concern. I'm almost healed." Er Zhurong was pressed down on Yuan Ziyou's thigh through the quilt, and moved an inch into the bed with a frown.

"Really? I think you're still very vain." Yuan Ziyou gestured to turn over his front.

Er Zhurong clasped his wrist quickly: "After all, it's not a flesh injury, and it will take some time to recover."

"Is there any movement at Nanliang?"

"Liang Jun's vitality was seriously injured this time, even if Xiao Yan wanted to do something, he didn't have the strength for a while. It's a pity that Chen Qingzhi escaped."

"It's so good, you can rest in Luoyang with peace of mind."

"The rogue bandits in the north have not yet been cleared. I will go back to Jinyang when the injury is almost healed." Er Zhurong let go of his hand, "It is a good thing that the emperor is diligent in internal affairs, but he should pay attention to the battle situation in border towns occasionally."

Yuan Ziyou heard that there was something in his words, and knew that his investigation of Luoyang officials had been reported to the general's mansion, but at this time he decided to pretend to be stupid and not respond.

"I'm not interested in the battle situation in the border town." Leaning close to Er Zhurong, he tried his best to look affectionate, "I only care about your life or death."

Er Zhurong looked at him with a half-smile: "Your Majesty, you can't do things with your head, but you can say nice things in a different way."

"Are you still angry with me? I was wrong about Zhonglang City. I shouldn't have run around and disturbed your battle. If it wasn't for me, you wouldn't have been injured."

"I can't blame others, it's my negligence. But since the emperor is willing to admit his mistake, I hope he won't do it again next time." While speaking, he noticed that Yuan Ziyou was untying his belt, and hurriedly raised his hand to stop him: "Don't touch me, I'm now I don't have the energy to do that."

"I'll just take a look and do nothing else." Yuan Ziyou pushed Er Zhurong's shirt away, revealing most of his chest and gauze-wrapped waist.

"The medicine was changed just before noon, don't mess it up with me."

Gently stroking the wound with his right hand, Yuan Ziyou said in a muffled voice, "I saw them treat your wound that day, and the blood was flowing everywhere. I was really afraid that you would die just like that."

"The injury is almost healed, what are you thinking about?" Er Zhurong tensed his body vigilantly, fearing that he would exert strength suddenly.

"That's okay. A few days ago, I was afraid of disturbing your recovery, so I haven't come to see you. It's really uncomfortable."

"I can't do it without me? What if one day I really die outside and can't come back?"

"I won't live long after you die... I will miss you, I will miss you..." Yuan Ziyou leaned over and licked Er Zhurong's naked skin from bottom to top, and the tip of his tongue swept over the standing beads , Turned back and crushed it twice.

Er Zhurong trembled, and looked at the head that was pressed against his chest with a strange expression.

"What? You don't believe it?" Yuan Ziyou felt his gaze, and raised his head to meet his gaze.

"I believe it, I believe it." Er Zhurong smiled jokingly, stretched out his hand and patted his back, "Your Majesty is so stupid, it's true that I can't do it without me."

Yuan Ziyou didn't refute, he lowered his head and wanted to continue, but Er Zhurong suddenly pushed him away: "By the way, I want to ask you something."

"Ok?"

"How are you and the queen?"

Yuan Ziyou sat up and looked at him suspiciously: "Why are you asking this all of a sudden?"

"There has been no movement for so long, you can't do it with women, can you?"

"I only thought of this question after everyone was sent to the palace. Isn't it too late?"

"Really not?" Er Zhurong said seriously, "Didn't you two share a room already?"

"Why is Master Erzhu suddenly concerned about my private affairs in the harem?" Yuan Ziyou smacked his lips, "Why, are you afraid that I can't serve your sister well?"

"I'm afraid you'll die!"

"Don't worry, don't you know if I'm sick?"

"How do I know? Ask the imperial physician to show you some other day."

"No need, just try and see if it works." Yuan Ziyou leaned forward and put one hand on Er Zhurong's waist: "Just wait, I'll give you a seed right now."

"Shut up! Is this how you usually talk to the queen?" Er Zhurong was furious.

"The queen is thin-skinned, how could I say such things to her?"

"You mean I have a thick skin?"

"It's okay to talk about it." Seeing his serious look, Yuan Ziyou couldn't help teasing, "What? Are you really worried about getting pregnant with my seed?"

"Yuan Ziyou!" Er Zhurong patted the bedpost unbearably, "put away your foul language, I'm telling you something serious!"

"What's the matter? My intercourse with the queen?"

"The queen has never been pregnant, so the emperor is not in a hurry?"

"What does this have to do with you, my lord?" Yuan Ziyou was very displeased when Er Zhurong mentioned the queen repeatedly.

"As an uncle of the country, what's wrong with caring about the emperor's heirs?"

"The issue of heirs?" Yuan Ziyou narrowed his eyes, "Hmph, I think you are anxious to establish a crown prince!"