- Auspiciousness descends from the sky, dragon and phoenix come to the world.
However, in just half an hour, the palace has spread all over the palace. The Duke Tong in the Qianqiu Palace of the Holy General took him back to the Chengqian Palace. It is said that he carried the dragon himself. Has fallen.
Although the establishment of the male queen is indeed a bit shocking, the previous dynasty is not without precedent, not to mention that God has given instructions, who can say anything, and who dares to say anything.
Zong Huan looked at the uneasy little guy in front of him with a hint of mockery in his eyes, not to mention whether he was a real dragon or not, where is this Tong Jiabao a phoenix, he is clearly an unfamiliar canary, no matter how long he keeps it , No matter how fine the food is and how meticulously cared for it, he still wants to fly beside others, and he has to peck himself before leaving.
It's just that everything that happened today cannot be explained by the word "coincidence". The sudden fire, the pouring rain from the sky, and the unpredictable blue-violet thunder and lightning, if it was really a "coincidence", God would be too much. Bless the baby boy.
But if it's a conspiracy, no one in the world can do this. No matter how he wants to break his head, he won't think that the so-called miracle is just a gift from Su Yang and the system.
He was just thinking about it, but he heard Su Yang hissing softly, and the white and tender face showed a bitter expression, and said to the imperial doctor: "You should be gentle, my legs are made of meat, not wooden stakes. made!"
Zong Huan was still a little distressed at first, but he immediately laughed at his metaphor.
Imperial Doctor Li was terrified and didn't know what to do. His strength was actually just right, but Eunuch Tong's skin was too tender and delicate. It was originally just a simple flesh wound, but when it came to him, there were bruises and bloodstains. , looked extremely tragic, and the pain was unbearable after a little massage, so I could only sigh in my heart that some people are born with delicate lives, and they should be held and pampered by others.
Before he could finish his emotion, Zong Huan couldn't hold back. The hand that was swimming on Su Yang's calf was really annoying. He immediately waved Imperial Physician Li back and said, "You step back, I will come in person."
The imperial physician wiped away his sweat, hurriedly handed over the Jinchuang medicine, and hurriedly withdrew.
Seeing Zong Huan walking towards him, Su Yang said bravely, "Master, why don't I do it myself..."
Zong Huan pursed his lips, sat down directly in front of him, and asked, "Now that I know it's called Master, didn't I call me back and forth before, saying I hate me?"
Su Yang: "…"
He thought that he had been castrated before, and his heart was very uncomfortable. Now that he knew that things were still there, although he was inhumane, at least he looked decent and comforted a lot in his heart.
Seeing that he lowered his eyelashes and didn't speak, Zong Huan dragged the obedient little thing onto his lap and sat down. His thick eyelashes trembled slightly, and a stream of light leaked from his eyes, which was extremely moving.
This little cub has obvious baby fat on his cheeks, but it's actually very light. He doesn't have much weight when hugged on his legs, and his waist is even more slender. Qianqiu Palace must have suffered a lot in the past three years.
A trace of pity suddenly crept into the bottom of his heart, making Zong Huan caught off guard. He sprinkled the Jinchuang medicine on Su Yang's wound and felt the muscles under his palm twitch slightly, so he held the fair calf and slowly inputted internal force to massage and relieve the pain for him.
Zong Huan's palm is warm and generous, as if it contains endless power. At this moment, his movements are a little more cautious, not like a dignified king of a country, but like an ordinary man who pleases his lover.
The pain in his leg gradually dissipated, Su Yang peeked at him with his eyes, Zong Huan was naturally handsome, different from Mo Yan's delicate facial features, he was more of a mature charm, like a polished and carved jade , makes people feel that they can be relied on and worth relying on, but... Silly Qiongqi suddenly turned into a black-bellied uncle, and Su Yang just felt like a dream.
Zong Huan didn't know the entanglement in his heart, so he held his white ankle and said lightly, "The Qianqiu Palace is ruined."
Su Yang gave a soft "um" and moved his feet uncomfortably.
Zong Huan narrowed his eyes, his words turned sharp, and he asked, "Do you still want to stay by my side?"
Naturally, Su Yang looked at him expectantly, with hope and apprehension flashing in his black eyes, he asked in a low voice, "I think, is it alright?"
He looked like a pitiful puppy, politely asking others if he could take this bone away. Zong Huan had a hard heart, and he couldn't say anything to refuse at this time.
He was silent for a long time, and then he said dryly: "Yes."
As soon as the words fell, the poor little puppy just now began to cheer, and while muttering, "I know you can't let me go", while rubbing restlessly in his arms, His Majesty's heart was furious.
Zong Huan raised his hand and patted his soft buttocks, and scolded him neither lightly nor severely: "Give me some peace, or I will throw you to the laundry bureau tomorrow and let you wash clothes day and night."
The clothes washing bureau is a place for the ladies and eunuchs to wash clothes. It is a hundred times more miserable than the cold palace. The old people in the palace often say that if you enter the cold palace, you may turn over, but if you enter the clothes washing bureau, you will not be able to do it in your life. Count on.
"I don't go to the clothes washing bureau, I don't know how to do laundry..." Su Yang grabbed the front of his shirt and said firmly, "You don't want to send me there, I know!"
Zong Huan glanced at him and said indifferently: "Who said that I am not willing, I wish you little spy would suffer more and teach you a long lesson."
Su Yang: "…"
Seeing Su Yang languishing, Zong Huan finally couldn't hold back his cold face, and smiled with his lips hooked.
It was a completely different smile from the original owner's memory. The indifferent aura could hardly hide the gentle look. No matter how many times he reincarnated, whether he had memories or not, this person was still subconsciously good to him, even if his reason repeatedly told him it was wrong, but he Still did it.
Su Yang stared at his smile for a while, then approached him like a ghost and placed a kiss on the corner of his mouth.