White Moonlight's Substitute Road

The crown prince chose Tang Ke, the stupid younger brother of the prince.

Many people discussed in private, laughing at the fact that there is no one in the royal family, and even let a fool be the heir to the throne.

Some people also say that no matter who is in that position, they are just puppet emperors.The power has always been in the hands of the powerful regent.

After a while, everyone felt as if they had read something wrong.

The regent changed his nature and released the prime minister and several other loyal ministers who had been imprisoned for offending him.

He also asked Tang Ke to go to court to listen to government affairs, and asked those ministers to teach Tang Ke how to deal with government affairs.

What's even more amazing is that Tang Ke, the silly King of Pingjing, actually turned decay into magic under the sculpting of the ministers, and gradually became normal.And it's very smart and normal.

The ministers and common people cited it as a miracle for a while, and got together every day to discuss it endlessly.

The much-discussed Prince Regent said nothing about it.

There were people to do things, and he became more and more lazy, staying in the palace for nine days out of ten.

Accompany Mr. An to bask in the sun, accompany Mr. An to read books, accompany Mr. An to play chess, accompany Mr. An to watch a plate of roasted plum blossom meat with soy sauce, smell the fragrance but not eat meat...

He listened to An Chi's words and made Tang Ke the crown prince, and released those ministers.

As for why Tang Ke suddenly became smart, he was completely indifferent.

On the contrary, when An Chi was immersed in the painting that day, he casually mentioned: "A Ke was clever and clever when he was a child, and he won the favor of the late emperor. The crown prince was surly and wanted to kill him. He was scared to death, and begged me to save him. "

As he said that, he took a step back, looked at his painting carefully, dipped in the ink that Tang Ling helped him grind, and wrote again, continuing to say: "I have no good idea, I can only teach him to pretend to be stupid after thinking about it. But he listened to me very much, went back and pretended to have fallen a big somersault, pretended to be stupid seriously, and knew how to mess around with me every day."

This time the pen was coherent, and I drew a lot in one breath.

After putting down the pen, I felt a little sweaty.

Now that the weather is getting warmer, the regent is afraid that he will catch a cold and refuses to let him change into a cool summer dress.

Just as she was about to raise her sleeve to wipe off her sweat, a silk handkerchief was already one step ahead and lightly touched her forehead.

Tang Ling carefully wiped off An Chi's sweat, gently took his hand and said, "Go sit down and rest, you won't feel hot in a while."

An Chi took his hand back, looked at him seriously and said, "I know you hate the prince, so you also dislike A Ke. But they are different, you trust me."

Tang Ling clenched An Chi's hand behind his back, and shook his head slightly: "It doesn't matter what he is. I will do whatever you like."

Master An was stunned for a moment, then smiled, and raised his hand to poke Tang Ling's serious cheek.

"Look at my painting." Lord An dragged the regent to look at the completed masterpiece on the case table.

It was a picture of Tang Ling playing the flute under the moon.

Although Mr. An is weak, his literary talent and knowledge are not to mention, and his painter and music theory are also first-rate.

This pair of paintings is vivid and vivid, and the artistic conception is brilliant.

The figure of Tang Ling above was lonely and lonely, but his expression on playing the flute was focused, as if he was immersed in the rhythm, forgetting both things and himself.

An Chi said to Tang Ling, "I've never seen you play the flute with my own eyes. I've thought about it many times. It probably looks like the one in the painting!"

Tang Ling looked at himself in the painting without saying a word, but gently hugged An Chi into his arms.

Those days were indeed the happiest time in the first half of Tang Ling's life.

But at that time, his face was covered with ugly birthmarks, and he didn't even dare to climb over that high wall and meet the people on the other side.

But now, he truly hugged people in front of him.

It must be a gift from God to have this moment.

An Chi did not attend Tang Ke's enthronement hall.

"There's too much red tape, I can't handle it." An Chi said to Tang Ke at the time.

Tang Ke felt extremely regretful.

"Brother Jushang..." Xiaobai'er's eyes were about to turn red again when he looked at An Chi.

An Chi had no choice but to laugh at him: "Are you used to pretending to be a fool? You still look like a fool with your facial expressions and speaking habits. Are those ministers confused by you? Crazy, when did you pretend to be stupid?"

Tang Ke scratched his head foolishly, looking more and more like a fool.

But when his eyes glanced at the regent who was carefully preparing dishes for An Chi, there was an imperceptible trace of worry in his eyes.

An Chi didn't go to the coronation ceremony, but the regent still wanted to go.

But he didn't come back too late that day.

When the afterglow of the setting sun filled the earth, Mrs. An, who was drowsy on the gazebo beside the magnolia tree, was gently hugged.

He only half-opened his eyes, and nestled back into that broad chest again.

"Have you eaten yet?"

The regent holding him asked softly.

"Mm." Master An replied lazily, with a demeanor like Si Que, a big cat.

But Si Que will only be intimate with Mr. An, and Mr. An will only be intimate with the Prince Regent.

Now that he had eaten, Tang Ling carried Mr. An directly to the inner room, put him gently on the bed, and removed his shoes, socks and outer shirt.

He has done this many times, but he still blushes quietly every time.

Fortunately, Mr. An looked very sleepy, so he didn't open his eyes to see his stupid look.

After pulling the quilt and tucking in the corners of the quilt, Tang Ling bent over and watched quietly for a long time, and finally couldn't help but kissed the man's lips lightly.

The man slept soundly, and seemed to feel nothing.

Tang Ling went to have a brief dinner, and explained some details to Manager Chang who came to inquire, then sent someone to go, took a shower and changed clothes by himself, and walked lightly back to the inner room.

He went to sit on the edge of the bed and stared stupidly for a long time before lying down quietly.

As soon as he lay down, the man climbed up.

Tang Ling took advantage of the situation and pulled the whole person into his arms, hugging him tightly.

"Are you going to get up early tomorrow?" Master An asked in a daze.

"Yes." Tang Ling replied.

An Chi lost his voice, as if he fell asleep again.

After the new emperor ascended the throne, he would go to Xiling to offer sacrifices, and by the way, strengthen the imperial aura of the royal family on the seal of the grottoes in the back mountain, so as to make the seal more solid.

The people who settled down would naturally also show up on that day to help strengthen the new emperor's seal.

It's just that the journey was tough, Tang Ling didn't plan to let An Chi go at all.

But Anchi himself insisted on going.

"It's also right to pay homage to my father and sister."

Not long ago, the prince was sentenced to the same punishment as Tang Ling for making a mistake, and guarded Xiling to reflect on himself.

For some reason, the father and daughter of the An family followed suit.

As a result, an accident happened, and the crown prince and An's father and daughter were lost in Jianshan Mountain.

The imperial court announced that the three died of an epidemic in Luojian Mountain. The onset of the disease was sudden and they were far away from the palace, so they could not be treated in time.

You can believe this statement if you say it is credible, but if you say you don't believe it, it's weird everywhere.

Not long after, the old emperor also died.

Although there were rumors that the regent was the one who did the trick, before the death of the prince and the old emperor, the regent had regained power, and the prince and the old emperor were just puppets.

Why did he need to do so much, and bear the name in vain?

What's more, after the death of the old emperor, the regent had no intention of proclaiming himself emperor.

Therefore, everyone thought it was really an accident.

It's just a pity that An's father and daughter, who were loyal to the imperial court all their lives, died in an unsightly manner.

And because he ran to Xiling without an imperial decree, he was convicted by the regent, the entire An Mansion was sealed up, and An Chi was imprisoned.

Tang Ling was annoyed at the beginning. An Chi dragged his sick body to see him. He didn't want to be upset by seeing An Chi, so he ordered An Chi to be thrown into the dungeon.

Who knows that life is full of surprises everywhere.

The truth was revealed, it was a wrong joke that he had been chasing after his goals for so many years.

The person he really cared about was ignored by him for many years, and finally thrown into the dungeon.

At this time, An Chi insisted on going to Xiling to offer sacrifices, and Tang Ling didn't dare to refute even if there were 1 people who were unwilling.

Unbeknownst to An Chi, he had asked Qin Tianjian to postpone the sacrifice.

The journey was long, and Anchi's body couldn't bear the bumps, so he had to walk slowly.

Tang Ling heard An Chi's drowsy drowsiness, and couldn't bear to wake him up, so he didn't explain too much, and just let him lie in his arms without moving, and fell asleep peacefully.

After an unknown amount of time, Tang Ling was about to slowly fall into a dream when he suddenly felt something wet and soft on his neck.

The regent opened his eyes suddenly, and his whole body froze into a stone.

An Chi's lips and tongue slowly moved to his collarbone chest, and he kept raising his soft hands to untie the tie of Tang Ling's jacket.

It's just that the action didn't succeed, and he was suddenly grabbed by a big hand.

"Hiss!" Master An let out a soft cry, indicating that his hand hurt from being held.

So the regent let go of his hand in fright.

This time Master An moved very quickly, and the attack was successful in two or three hits.

Tang Ling felt a chill in his chest and abdomen, his skin was exposed/exposed, and then a warm kiss fell on it.

"Anchi!" The regent, who couldn't control himself, was struggling for the last time. He raised his arms and hugged the troublemaker to stop him from moving.

"An Chi..." He called out again, this sentence was not as harsh as the previous one, but soft as if begging for mercy.

"Give me some cold power, otherwise I will have a hard time tomorrow."

An Chi said softly while kissing Tang Ling's chest.

Tang Ling was like a hot pot on top of a scorching stove, the blood in his whole body was about to boil.

An Chi slowly rolled his lips and tongue, leaned closer to Tang Ling's ear, and continued to seduce, "Either you bite my skin and drink my blood, or...you want me."

Tang Ling turned his head to look into An Chi's eyes by the moonlight.

He couldn't do it by drinking blood, and both he and An Chi knew that the power of the cold demon that he could transfer to An Chi by sucking the blood from An Chi's body was naturally inferior to the second method. too far.

"...you will be hurt." The regent was still maintaining his sanity.

How could he forget what the imperial doctor said.

The winter before last, the serious illness that almost killed An Chi.

"That was because you were too rough," An Chi breathed out his warm breath, and murmured facing Tang Ling, "This time, you have to be gentle and gentle..."

With that said, he leaned forward and kissed Tang Ling's lips that were dry due to the heat.

At first, it was just a numb touch, and then I poked out the tip of my tongue to look at it.

Tang Ling kissed him before, but he never dared to cross the line too much, he just tasted it.

This time, he might not be able to bear it anymore.

Finally, he turned over, pressed An Chi under him, and then exerted all his mental strength to control himself, his movements were gentle...

Tenderness makes the night long.

When the carriage was ready and Butler Chang came to knock on the door tentatively, Master An was still asleep.

Tang Ling stared at his sleeping figure without blinking, and ignored the movement outside the door.

Manager Chang is a measured person, and if he didn't get a response, he felt measured, left lightly, and ordered his team to stand by on the spot.

"Hmm..." But Master An was still alarmed.

He didn't want to open his eyes, he just muttered in a daze, "Is it time to leave?"

"Don't worry." Tang Ling stroked the messy long hair around his neck and coaxed him like a baby, "Sleep!"

However, Mr. An was coaxed to open his eyes. Seeing that guy looking at him intently, he burrowed into his arms again, closed his eyes again, and said against the skin of Tang Ling's chest: " I'm not tired, I just feel sleepy, you go tell them to prepare, then come and pick me up in the car, I can sleep in the car."

The regent gave an "um", but held him still.

"Go!" Mrs. An gently pushed his chest, but he still stuck to it and did not move.

"Okay." Tang Ling agreed again, but still did not move.

So Mr. An let out a long breath of relief, and thought: Well, let him indulge this time again, and stay in this embrace for the last few moments!

The author has something to say:

I hold a knife in my hand, but my heart hurts!

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