Multiple crimes

Servants were not allowed to enter the Royal Ancestral Temple, Yan Shuo and the rest of the guards were left outside, and they were taken away to unknown places afterwards.

Yuan Ziyou felt uneasy when he couldn't find Yan Shuo, and there was no one around him to ask, so he got up to look for Er Zhurong, thinking that he knew everything.

Most of the officials at the banquet are cronies of Erzhu's family, and they are military generals, so they don't know etiquette.At this time, gangs and couples gather together to eat, drink and mess around, and no one pays any attention to the protagonist of the banquet.

Passing through many human walls, tables and chairs, Yuan Ziyou saw Er Zhurong drinking and chatting with four or five generals who seemed to be quite well-known from a distance, smiling very happily.At this time, he had already taken off his armor and changed into a crescent-white casual dress, which made him look even more slender and radiant.

It was Yuan Tianmu who discovered him first, put down his wine glass and shouted: "Hey! The emperor is here!" After saying that, he stood up with everyone and saluted Yuan Ziyou with a smile.

Er Zhurong sat without moving, the hand holding the wine glass stopped in the air, leaning sideways on the edge of the table and looking at Yuan Ziyou, extremely rude.

Yuan Ziyou didn't care much about it.He went straight to Er Zhurong and sat down, opened his mouth, but forgot what he was doing.

Er Zhurong thought he was a little cautious, so he patted him on the shoulder and said, "Come on, I will introduce you to the emperor. This is Shangdang Wang Yuan Tianmu. The two next to me are Hushi General Er Zhu Shilong and my minister." Lieutenant General Gao Huan." Taking a sip from his wine glass, Er Zhurong moved closer to Yuan Ziyou and said with a smile, "They are all talents!"

"Shangdang King" and "Hussar General" were all sealed in the name of Yuan Ziyou, but Yuan Ziyou himself didn't know the meaning of these official titles and titles.

"Oh, and this one, Er Zhuzhao... I mean second brother, what are you doing without talking?"

Yuan Ziyou followed his gaze and saw a tall young man sitting in the distance.At this time, after hearing Er Zhurong's words, he nodded slightly to himself: "Your Majesty."

Yuan Ziyou recognized this person.Half a month ago, he was the one who came to the fief to meet him, saying that the Empress Dowager Hu was messing with the government, poisoning the emperor, and the court was in turmoil, so he asked himself to preside over the overall situation, and then expressed his 100% loyalty.Although he knew that these words were all nonsense and that he was at best a pawn that could be manipulated at will, Yuan Ziyou still had a good impression of this handsome and gentle man.

Seeing Er Zhuzhao gesturing to him, Yuan Ziyou opened his mouth, and because he didn't know how to express the joy in his heart, he had to raise his voice and said out of nowhere: "I remember you!"

As soon as the words were out of his mouth, before he had time to say more, a group of officials, big and small, rushed over behind him, and they came to toast and greet Er Zhurong.The visitors went straight to Er Zhurong and surrounded him, no one noticed that the emperor was nearby.

Yuan Ziyou saw that a great enthronement banquet became Er Zhurong's celebration party, and Er Zhurong himself was surrounded by the officials, talking and laughing happily, without any consideration for his feelings as the "righteous master". Feeling left out.

Of course, he didn't realize this himself, he just felt angry in his heart.

Seeing Yuan Ziyou's face, Er Zhuzhao knew it would be impolite to go on like this, so he said softly: "Your Majesty has been tired all day, so let's take a break now, the banquet will be over for a long time." After speaking, he looked around After looking at it, he casually stopped a passing official, "My lord, please help the emperor go back to the banquet to rest."

The official responded, turned around and saluted Yuan Ziyou, and said respectfully, "Your Majesty, please come this way."

Yuan Ziyou looked at Er Zhurong, seeing him buried in the crowd and almost disappeared, so he had no choice but to turn around and follow him away.

The official who led the way didn't talk much, he seemed a little dull, and just led Yuan Ziyou forward with a low eyebrow.The two were silent all the way.

Returning to his seat, Yuan Ziyou sat down and looked at the man standing aside waiting for orders from bottom to top.

This person was in his early 40s, with a righteous and dignified Chinese character face, and the brows were a bit too solemn, but in Yuan Ziyou's eyes, it was very pleasing to the eye.

"What's your name?"

"Go back to the emperor, minister Yuanchen,"

"Why didn't Er Zhurong take your life?"

Probably because he didn't expect Yuan Ziyou to ask such a straightforward question, Yuan Zhan didn't know how to answer for a while.After being taken aback for a while, he gave a self-deprecating wry smile, and said, "Master Erzhu will not pay attention to a mere official minister..."

"That morning, you didn't go to sacrifice to heaven, what were you doing?"

"Chen...Because I'm sick, so..."

"You're such a smart guy."

Probably because of the alcohol, Yuan Ziyou began to feel hot and dizzy.Standing up while leaning on the edge of the table, he decided to take a walk outside the palace to get some air.

Turning sideways and taking a last glance at Yuan Zhan, he bent his mouth and said, "Since you're not dead, take care of your life."

When the dinner was about to end, the guards sent by Er Zhurong finally found the emperor wandering aimlessly in the corridor of the outer hall.

After drinking too much wine and blowing the cold wind, Yuan Ziyou felt as if there was a fire burning in his stomach, but his limbs were cold and his head was in pain.Er Zhurong saw that he couldn't hold on any longer, so he had to order his subordinates to carry him into a soft sedan and escort him back to his bedroom.

Leaning in the sedan chair in a daze, Yuan Ziyou was so tired that he only had the strength to lift his eyelids.The noise of the banquet gradually faded away behind him, and the surroundings fell into a terrible silence.Because his mind and limbs were so numb, he couldn't feel the jolt of the sedan chair at all.I can vaguely hear the footsteps of the bearers moving forward, dragging and slumping, lifeless like a little ghost urging his life.

Occasionally, the night wind blows the curtains that cover the windows, and the outside of the sedan chair is just pitch black, and nothing can be seen inside the sedan chair.Yuan Ziyou suddenly had the illusion of walking alone in the darkness—there was no one to accompany him, and the darkness stretched on and on without end.

He struggled for a while and wanted to shout, not wanting to choke himself with a bad breath.After coughing intermittently for a while, she finally calmed down and fell asleep in a daze.

Yan Shuo heard the noise, and as soon as he opened the door, he saw two guards dragging the drunk Yuan Ziyou inside.

As soon as Yuan Ziyou entered the ancestral temple in the morning, he and the rest of the palace entourage were led back to the palace.Although he was worried about his master, he knew that it was inconvenient for him to move around in his current capacity, and he couldn't help him much, so he simply stayed in the bedroom and waited for Yuan Ziyou to come back.

The bath water had been prepared in the room long ago, and the maidservant followed the instructions to exchange the heat for the water as soon as it got cold.At this moment, Yan Shuo took Yuan Ziyou from the guards and sent him into the inner hall, half-carried and half-dragged.

The room was hot with white mist due to the water vapor.Yan Shuo first put him on the chair beside the bucket.Probably sensing the sweltering heat around him, Yuan Ziyou turned his neck and moaned, but he still didn't regain consciousness.

He leaned over to remove his clothes and pants, and lightly carried him into the bucket.An adult man in his twenties is not light in weight, and he is quite heavy in his arms.

Yan Shuo soaked Yuan Ziyou's upper body with water, rubbed his shoulders unhurriedly, thinking in his heart whether he should order someone to prepare some decoction to sober up.

At this moment Yuan Ziyou suddenly woke up.Grasping Yan Shuo's wrist with his backhand, he screamed, "Yan Shuo!" The voice was terrified and shrill.

Yan Shuo was startled, and at the same time, his head and face were drenched by the splashing water, and he wanted to struggle subconsciously.Who would have thought that Yuan Ziyou had put all his strength into his hands, but he didn't break free.

Looking back at Yan Shuo, he gasped violently for a while, then gradually calmed down, let go of Yan Shuo's wrist, and said intermittently: "I thought... I thought..."

Yan Shuo was taken aback for a moment, then bent down, wrapped his arms gently around Yuan Ziyou's shoulders, and interrupted him.

He understood what Yuan Ziyou wanted to say.

Although I don't know why Er Zhurong didn't become suspicious for so long, but before entering the palace, he really made the worst plan.Although the master doesn't care about things on the surface, in fact he understands everything in his heart.Today, he disappeared halfway, and he didn't see anyone all afternoon. He must be in a panic.If he was gone, he would be completely alone.

"I'm here. Don't worry, master. I'm already such a grown-up. Would I wait for someone to harm me in vain? One day when I find out that he is against me, I must run far away and nothing will happen. "

Yuan Ziyou slowly turned his head sideways when he heard the words, his long hair was sticky and wet, covering most of the side of his face, his expression could not be seen clearly under the mist.

"Bastard! What's the use of living if you're not with me?"

Yan Shuo was at a loss for words.

After a long time, he raised his hand and brushed one side of Yuan Ziyou's hair, with a rare smile on his face: "You, you are really a selfish person."