Although all the memories of the original owner were received as per the order, witnessing it with one's own eyes is another matter. Not to mention the magnificent and magnificent grand palaces, the continuous courtyards, various pavilions, terraces, pavilions, gardens and rockeries are dazzling, and their area is so wide that it is called Han Zhiyuan. This bedroom, living room, and toilet are full. Add up to less than 60 square meters of modern people ashamed.
And you can see that this big table is full of no less than ten dishes. No matter how much two people eat, they can't eat that much, right? To be sure, if Han Zhiyuan didn't come, these would all be for the little emperor to eat alone.
Han Zhiyuan had to sigh silently in his heart, the ancients are really wasteful.
"Uncle Huang~" Sima Jinlin's soft and magnetic voice brought Han Zhiyuan's thoughts back to reality. When Han Zhiyuan looked up, he saw that the little emperor couldn't wait to move a plate of dishes that the eunuch had just inspected to him. "Uncle, try it, this dish is very delicious, I really like it."
The little emperor's eyes lit up, and he didn't look like he was expecting Han Zhiyuan's approval of this dish, but wished that he would jump on it and eat it immediately. Han Zhiyuan secretly smiled, and he saw that the little emperor was just a snack. Although he didn't have much hope for ancient dishes, Han Zhiyuan still took a piece of it and stuffed it into his mouth.
Perhaps looking at the little emperor's eyes full of anticipation, the taste was unexpectedly good. Han Zhiyuan chewed and swallowed slowly, then raised his eyebrows at the little emperor, "It tastes good."
Sure enough, the little emperor's eyes brightened immediately when he heard it, and he couldn't wait to start eating and said vaguely, "I said it was delicious, it must be delicious."
"What the emperor said is." Han Zhiyuan echoed with a smile while observing calmly. To tell the truth, for a while, he really couldn't figure out what the little guy was doing.
"Uncle Huang, this," the little emperor recommended to Han Zhiyuan while eating, "and this, these are delicious." He didn't even want to take his eyes off the food in front of him, the kind of food he wanted to eat. Every dish is delicious, I can't wait to eat all the dishes on this table, only foodies can understand.
Han Zhiyuan was slow throughout the whole process, even with a smile on his face, he watched him eat so fondly, such a pleasing picture, I really felt like watching him eat would make him full.
Until a certain snacker ate the sauce too fast, the corners of Han Zhiyuan's lips became more and more brilliant. The little eunuch on the side was so anxious that he didn't know what to do, and he didn't want to keep his mouth shut. After all, it was the powerful regent sitting here.
Sima Jinlin was in a state of ecstasy after eating, and it took a long while to realize that Han Zhiyuan didn't eat any food and only stared at him and smiled. The little guy raised his head in confusion, "Why doesn't the emperor eat it? Does it not suit your taste?"
Han Zhiyuan saw that his cheeks were puffed up and wiggled, his handsome face was round and cute because of the cheeks stuffed with food, and the eyes that were staring at him were so clear and intoxicating. Especially those two bulging and wriggling cheeks, people can't help but want to reach out and poke twice.
Thinking like this, Han Zhiyuan reached out as soon as he raised his hand. At that moment, Han Zhiyuan keenly felt the instant stiffness of the little emperor. Although it was fleeting and even a conditioned reflex, he didn't know why, little guy. Shengsheng held back.
Then Han Zhiyuan smiled, clasped his smooth and fair cheeks slightly, rubbed his thumb lightly, just brushing the corners of his lips, and even swiped his lips, which were still stained with oil, intentionally or unintentionally. Smooth and soft, with a very tempting temperature, not thin lips, but not thick, full of sensuality without a trace of excess, just the right kind, but very comfortable to touch.
I could feel the stiffness of the little emperor at that moment, but this little guy's ability to control his emotions is absolutely first-class. In just a moment, the little emperor restrained his emotions and looked at Han Zhiyuan with a puzzled look, and there was not even a trace of defense in his eyes. , Doubt, vigilance and other emotions are still ignorant and whole-hearted trust.
Han Zhiyuan shook his thumb dipped in sauce in front of him, and then said solemnly, "The emperor is the king of a country, so he can't be so rude in front of outsiders."
Han Zhiyuan's actions were so outrageous and outrageous that even the little eunuch who was waiting on the side was stunned and trembling. The Prince Regent was not like this before. He would only frown and correct the emperor, but he wouldn't be so hands-on, ah bah, the word is wrong. Also, the doting eyes of the regent are so terrifying! The little eunuch clapped loudly for a moment. You must know that the prince regent is the number one big broken sleeve known to the whole big Yao and even the whole world!
However, even if the regent wants to do something now, they can't resist at all, because the regent is not only powerful, but more than half of the people inside and outside the palace are his people, even his martial arts skills are unmatched. and.
Compared with the panic of the little eunuch, the little emperor was obviously much calmer. After a moment of tension, Sima Jinlin immediately showed a look of embarrassment, a little embarrassed but seemed to be lying, "Uncle Huang is not an outsider."
Han Zhiyuan's mouth twitched, as if he was extremely satisfied with the little emperor's words, and then withdrew his hands and sat upright. The little emperor and the little eunuch breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.
In fact, Han Zhiyuan is of course satisfied. This little guy is not only very strong in self-control, but also has rare endurance and perseverance. His acting skills are even first-class. , very cool and exciting.
"Uncle Huang," the little emperor seemed to change the subject unintentionally, "I heard that Uncle Huang cleaned out all the people in the backyard of the palace, is that true?"
Han Zhiyuan raised his brows, "Since the emperor already knows, why do you still ask this question?"
A shyness flashed across the little emperor's face. Although he knew that he probably did it on purpose, Han Zhiyuan's heart couldn't help but slow down for half a beat. To tell the truth, Han Zhiyuan found that he seemed to be completely bent. Take full responsibility.
"It was Uncle Huang who used to... what," the little emperor seemed to be a little embarrassed. "Now that they are all driven away, what should I do if there is no one around for Uncle Huang?"
Well, it probably means that you used to be a big broken sleeve with a strong sexual desire. Can you bear it without OOXX for half a month? What should I do if I miss OOXX
Han Zhiyuan wiped his sweat silently in his heart, slightly embarrassed, but he sighed solemnly, "Alas~ people's hearts are unpredictable."
"Huh?" The little emperor looked puzzled.
Han Zhiyuan continued to sigh in a serious manner, "Some people are just white-eyed wolves, no matter how hard you treat him, how much you dote on him, in the end, you will still be stabbed to death when you are not paying attention. ."
Han Zhiyuan looked extremely painful. It seemed that the last assassination incident left him with indelible wounds. "Five years!" .
Han Zhiyuan looked heartbroken. Among the group of people who were sent out of the house, two even followed the original owner for ten years. In fact, the original owner was also a nostalgic person. Generally, he would treat those who followed him well, even if they left. It will not be embarrassing, but will give some compensation. So Han Zhiyuan logically used the assassination incident as an excuse to send everyone out, and naturally made proper arrangements.
The little emperor's face froze, and there was a very strange feeling in his heart for no reason. It was obvious that the regent was talking about the assassin who was executed by him in time. Well, it was one of the backyards of the regent, but for no reason, he felt that the regent was insinuating, Seems to be alluding to yourself
"Uncle, don't be sad," the little emperor hurriedly comforted. "When I find a beautiful woman and send it to Uncle the next day, I promise that they will all be clean, and there will never be anyone with crooked thoughts." The prince regent likes beautiful women, indeed beautiful men, and the whole world knows that.
"Forget it, the emperor doesn't have to worry about the minister," Han Zhiyuan shook his head, "After this incident, the minister has seen it through, and in the future, I just want to find someone who treats the minister sincerely and who the minister really likes to be safe and stable. It will be fine for a lifetime.”
"Huh?" The little emperor's eyes widened in shock. It didn't seem like something the Regent could say. "So, does Uncle Huang have someone he likes?"
Han Zhiyuan suddenly raised his eyes to look at the little emperor, his eyes made Sima Jinlin's heart skip a beat for no reason, and then he saw Han Zhiyuan let out another deep sigh, and even showed a self-deprecating wry smile, "Of course there is, it's just... "But Han Zhiyuan didn't "just" go on.
Soon, the bitterness on Han Zhiyuan's face turned into a joke, "The emperor is about to come of age, but does he have someone he likes?"
Han Zhiyuan suddenly turned the conversation and looked at the little emperor with a playful face. Sima Jinlin immediately blushed unexpectedly, "Why did Uncle Huang suddenly talk about me?"
Han Zhiyuan smiled without saying a word, only to hear that the little emperor just took the opportunity to switch to the topic he wanted to talk about again, "Why does Uncle Huang look like a different person? Uncle Huang never allowed me to touch these things before." In fact, not only this aspect has changed, but Han Zhiyuan's whole person seems to have changed. At least the former regent won't spoil him, he won't make fun of himself, and he won't reach out to touch him. s face.
From Han Zhiyuan's point of view, the original owner was quite conscientious in educating Sima Jinlin, not letting him get dirty before he became an adult, because he was afraid that his obsession with women would affect his mind.
Han Zhiyuan smiled, and instead of answering, he sighed meaningfully, "The emperor is about to come of age, and soon he will no longer need the restraint of his ministers."
The little emperor froze again, "Uncle Huang will always be my uncle." Han Zhiyuan didn't say anything with a smile.
Three days later, the little emperor held a banquet in the imperial garden to invite hundreds of officials to congratulate the regent on his recovery from a serious illness. That night, Han Zhiyuan arrived late, and when the harsh and sharp announcement of "The Regent is here~" resounded through the imperial garden, the civil and military officials had been waiting for a long time.
Han Zhiyuan directly ascended to the top of the highest position, looking down at all the ministers from a high position, just like a king coming into the world and accepting the kneeling of all the ministers. To tell the truth, Han Zhiyuan's natural and powerful aura, he himself admired.
Han Zhiyuan's position is higher, where there is a dragon chair representing the highest symbol of Da Yao's power. The palace turmoil that year directly led to the death of many royal relatives and relatives, especially after the death of Sima Jinlin's emperor father, the mother and queen also followed, while several other brothers died tragically during the seizure of power. , Sima Jinlin directly became the only seed in the lineage of the Sima family.
It was also like this. At that time, the late emperor could only entrust the little prince to an outsider, Han Zhiyuan. First, he was convinced of Han Zhiyuan's sincerity. Furthermore, in such a situation, no one except Han Zhiyuan could stop the bloody rain. fishy wind. But it was also like this that the little emperor became a loner without any support.
So, even in such a big banquet, the little emperor could only sit alone on the dragon chair. There was no queen mother and no queen, and there was only the radiant regent who was headed to the right.
"The Emperor is here!"
Another sharp voice pierced the silent imperial garden. Han Zhiyuan saw that his body was bright yellow and dazzling, and his delicate face was even more dazzling. Accompanied by brisk footsteps, the little emperor stepped into everyone's sight.
Han Zhiyuan squinted slightly, all the civil and military officials knelt down, but he stood up straight, um, the regent can not kneel, or the little emperor himself prescribed it. It wasn't until the little emperor lifted his dragon robe and sat on the dragon chair that Han Zhiyuan bowed slightly and handed over to join the officials. Long live the emperor, long live.
Well, it was really exciting to play with the little emperor. Han Zhiyuan said he was looking forward to the little emperor's performance tonight.