"This is the posthumous title proposed by the Ministry of Rites, thinking, mourning, chasing, and cherishing. Boxiu, which one do you think is suitable?"

In the Yixiang Palace, Liu Hu handed Lu Wei a piece of paper to play the book, with a smile on his lips.

Lu Wei had no choice but to take the playbook, and casually pointed to the first one, "Thinking is very good."

He never thought that he would live to decide on his posthumous name.

Liu Hu nodded, picked up the imperial brush dipped in cinnabar, drew a red circle on the word "Si" in the memorial, and said: "Pursuing the title of King Chen, posthumous title Si."

Lu Wei looked at Liu Hu, "Since the dynasties and dynasties, the title of King Chen has been rare, and there has never been a person with a foreign surname."

King Chen has always been the most powerful king, with such a large fiefdom that almost occupies half of the country.Even whenever the emperor failed to leave any heirs due to various reasons, he would adopt from the line of King Chen.

In the hundred years of this dynasty, no royal family has ever received this title.

"So what." Liu Hu put down the imperial brush in his hand, and squinted at Lu Wei, his peach eyes sparkled brightly, and his face was a little springy, "This world belongs to me, so naturally it also belongs to Bo Xiu. "

Although Liu Hu's words were sweet, Lu Wei was not moved.

Everyone in the world knew that he had already died in imperial prison, so Liu Hu dared to seal him like this.No matter how big the seal is, it is just a false title used to appease people's hearts.

After all, although Liu Hu loves him, he is still an emperor.

"Come on, Bo Xiu, kiss me." Since Cheng Huan, Liu Hu lowered his emperor's figure more and more in front of Lu Wei, stretched out his arms to wrap around Lu Wei's thin waist, his eyes were blush, and he asked actively.

Although Liu Hu developed a low fever after that time, he realized that men's bodies are different from women's, and they had to be cleaned up afterwards.But the taste of the rotten bones made Liu Hu's fever not subside, so he pulled Lu Wei again.

Liu Hu only felt that he had been the emperor for 20 years in vain, but he didn't know that there was such bliss in the world.

"Your Majesty, it's daytime now." Lu Wei persuaded helplessly, looking at the peach blossom eyes that were about to drip water from the emperor.

"I know, so what?" Liu Hu didn't let go, but hugged her thin waist even tighter, and breathed into Lu Wei's ear, "Now that the leftist party has fallen, Who else stretches out his hand so long and dares to participate in the affairs of my inner chamber?"

Lu Wei saw that Liu Hu's seduction skills were very clumsy and sticky, so he wanted to say something more, but from the corner of his eye, he saw a gap in the palace door, revealing a bit of dark blue brocade robe .

That mad dog still can't rest assured of a dead man like him.

Suddenly, Lu Wei changed his mind.

He chuckled lightly, and said in a voice that made Liu Hu's whole body shudder: "Your Majesty said so."

After finishing speaking, he leaned over and kissed Liu Hu's lips, rubbing his passionate lips and tongue, and then adjusted the direction of the two of them calmly, so that the emperor's back was facing the gate of the palace.

Liu Hu's whole body has been kissed soft, and from time to time, he let out a groan from his throat, how can he distinguish Lu Wei's small movements.

While kissing Liu Hu, Lu Wei took off all the emperor's coat, revealing the white porcelain-like upper body with even texture.

After the kiss was over, Liu Hu's clothes were disheveled. He put his head on Lu Wei's shoulder, and his whole body was limp.

Looking from the direction of the palace gate, you can just see the clean back of the emperor.

Lu Wei put his hands on the emperor's back, and slowly stroked down the spine until his slender fingers sank into the seam of his trousers.

The Son of Heaven lay on Lu Wei's broad shoulders, his porcelain white body slowly turned pink, trembling and moaning unceasingly with the churning sound, his eyes blurred.

Contrary to Liu Hu, Lu Wei's eyes were as sharp as a sword's edge, without a trace of indulgence, and he stared at the direction of the palace gate without blinking.

When meeting Zhang Deyi's eyes outside the hall, Lu Wei raised his thin lips and smiled provocatively at the ashen-faced Eunuch Zhang.

Although there was no dialogue between the two, their mutual thoughts were undoubtedly exposed in this smile.

Look, Your Majesty, whom you worship like a god in your heart, is being molested wantonly by me, a sinner.

Eunuch Zhang, hurry up and open your claws, jump on me and bite me, you mad dog.

The author has something to say: It’s not that this chapter is short, but that it’s swollen to try to save the manuscript and publish it~

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