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Cong Sheng did nothing else in the past two days and took the opportunity to run to Liuhua Palace every day. Then he looked at Sun Mengyao's favorability level prompted by the system like a roller coaster, with ups and downs, up and down. Watching Sun Mengyao beaming at times and feeling aggrieved and depressed at times, it really changed his boring life.
Of course, the consequence of this is that people in the harem are full of rumors and whispers that Li Chongyi of Liuhua Palace is the most favored harem, and Jiao Fang is the only favorite in the harem. She is already doted on by three thousand people, and His Majesty will make her his concubine soon. .
This is mainly because before Sun Mengyao was penetrated, she was one of the favored concubines. However, Cong Sheng did not have access to the harem for a long time after traveling through time, and he behaved as a particularly stoic person. Although Emperor Jing was not a fatuous king who indulged in women, he was not an ascetic person either. He would summon concubines every day. Although it is not harmonious every day, at least the frequency is necessary every other day. Now that I have entered the harem, I can only go to one place. Even Empress Shu, who has been favored for more than ten years, does not have this blessing.
This led to people's speculation. For a time, the Liuhua Palace was extremely prosperous, and many palace maids and eunuchs rushed to please it. Some concubines with high status also took notice of the news and had a tendency to cross the threshold of the Liuhua Palace. Of course, there are also some people who don't care or just watch.
Cong Sheng didn't pay attention to these rumors and didn't deal with them.
He only knew that there was at least one person he cared about in particular, who had been drinking vinegar for several days, and even made fun of him.
However, Cong Sheng was very satisfied, not angry at all, and even enjoyed it. Being able to make the dark owl show a little temper in front of him is exactly the result of his efforts. If she always gets along with him with a humble, prudent, tolerant and humble character, Cong Sheng feels that she may not care about An Xiao so much. What he wants is a lover, not a servant. He has a fondness for the current dark owl, but he doesn't know how much, and he doesn't know if it's because of empathy. He also doesn't want these loves to be slowly corroded and dissipated due to status and rules. He is a ruthless and unfeeling person. It may not be difficult to be emotional, but it is not easy to be affectionate.
"I won again."
Cong Sheng put down the chess piece in his hand, looked at the black and white colors on the chessboard, and chuckled.
"What should I do this time? Let me think about it."
Today is the day when Concubine Shu holds a Hundred Flowers Banquet. Cong Sheng is very leisurely and he did promise to attend. But he didn't say when he would attend. So now he is dragging An Xiao to play chess in his study. The rule is that the winner can punish the loser for doing something.
Cong Sheng has won several games, but An Xiao has not won even once.
Cong Sheng didn't know whether An Xiao was really not good at chess or was just giving in to him.
"You've done this before, pinching your shoulders, beating your legs, making tea, and performing kung fu. Let's do something different this time."
Cong Sheng lazily leaned on the pillow behind him, squinting at An Xiao, who was sitting across from him with a straight back and a serious expression, with a playful smile in his eyes.
Although the force on his shoulders was too strong, he felt like there were blue marks on his skin; the force on his legs was too weak, like mosquito bites, and he didn't enjoy it at all. Then he made things difficult for An Xiao to make a table full of tea, with too many tea cups and two small tables.
Then he teased An Xiao a little and asked An Xiao to do push-ups with one hand, while he sat on An Xiao's back and drank tea.
"Come here, sit next to me."
Cong Sheng hooked his fingers and looked at An Xiao, whose expression remained unchanged.
An Xiao followed his words and sat down next to Cong Sheng, his posture became more and more reserved, and his eyes were lowered so that people could not see the emotions in his eyes.
Their chess table is placed on a low couch, which is very spacious. If the chess table is removed, the couch can be used for resting.
There are several large and small pillows of different shapes, fine workmanship and exquisite patterns scattered on the couch. Cong Sheng was leaning on a particularly large pillow behind his waist. He leaned against it lazily, as if his whole body was about to sink into the soft pillow.
Cong Sheng's expression at this time was also particularly leisurely and lazy. His eyes were slightly squinted, and the lines from the corners of his eyes to the ends of his eyes were undulating and smooth. The slightly raised ends of his eyes had a natural aura that was revealed inadvertently when he squinted. .
This charming look can be seen in An Xiao's eyes, which are all focused on Cong Sheng, even if An Xiao's eyes are half-downcast.
Black hair, fair skin, red lips.
An Xiao couldn't help but think of the beautiful scene of that day again, and his throat gradually became thirsty.
So he became more and more careful to hide his expression, fearing that Cong Sheng opposite would notice. Although his monarch is now very kind to him, treating him as a friend rather than a subordinate, he will smile lightly and talk to him happily. Occasionally, An Xiao gradually relaxed and was able to chat and joke with Cong Sheng like friends. All this was simply a scene that he couldn't imagine happening.
But there was only one thing, An Xiao didn't dare to be presumptuous in front of Cong Sheng. He would never dare to let the monarch he admired notice even the slightest bit of content that could not be spoken out and had to be harmonized.
That's too filthy. His monarch is the most pure and unparalleled immortal in the nine heavens. He is just a mortal on earth who looks up to the immortal monarch. An Xiao felt that the unspeakable things in his heart were simply a kind of blasphemy to the people in front of him.
He never dared to dream that being able to approach him as a secret guard and accompany him until his death was already considered a gift by the secret owl.
He was very content, even though there was a vicious beast in his heart that was like a glutton and would never be satisfied. It kept clamoring to possess him, imprison him, and lock this man in a place where no one could see him, telling him that he only belonged to himself and could only Seeing himself, he called his three palaces, six courtyards, harem and concubines to go to hell.
Let him be the only one in his heart, eyes, body, and life.
But so that the gentle smile of the person in front of him would not disappear, An Xiao could always trap the ferocious beast deep in his heart and never see the light of day. He clearly knew that if he really did those things unscrupulously, regardless of whether he would succeed, he would definitely lose the person in front of him forever.
Therefore, he will never do anything that makes the person in front of him unhappy. Human beings are human beings because they have reason and restraint.
"Sit down and have some."
Cong Sheng looked at An Xiao, who only had half of his butt on the couch, feeling helpless.
So he stretched out his hands and circled An Xiao's neck. Under An Xiao's shocked eyes, he pressed his lips to another one that was not too soft, and they were separated at the first touch.
The tip of the nose is touching the tip of the nose, and the breath is intertwined.
Cong Sheng rubbed the dark owl's tall nose, "You like me? Huh?"
The sticky ending sounds long and ambiguous, low and soft.
Cong Sheng put his hands loosely on An Xiao's broad shoulders, and his whole weight leaned on An Xiao's body, as if he had no bones.
As if unaware of An Xiao's stiff and tense body, Cong Sheng covered An Xiao's cheek with one hand, tenderly cherishing it as if holding the most precious treasure.
"When you open your mouth, I'm afraid you'll have to wait until the stars change and the sun and moon turn upside down."
An Xiao's breathing quickened, and his eyes were full of fear, horror, and despair at having discovered the secret.
Cong Sheng looked at the shattered smoke waves and sighed.
"I hardly say 'I' in front of you now, don't you understand?"
Cong Sheng never takes the initiative to pursue others. He only teases, teases, and hints at the person he likes, releasing the ambiguity factor to make the other person realize that he is special to him.
Then if that person is also interested, you can start taking action to pursue him.
Cong Sheng only likes to be pursued.
This may be his arrogance, or his hypocrisy, or it may be called reserved.
Cong Sheng watched An Xiao's eyes tremble violently, and then burst into ecstasy, like a mountain roaring and a tsunami. The joy in it almost drowned Cong Sheng.
He was tired of An Xiao finally having eyes that no longer concealed the forbearing affection, allowing himself to indulge in that gentle sea of love.
The author has something to say: There will be guests at home soon, so I hurriedly coded the text, but it was a bit short, so I’ll make do with it~