Kneeling on the cold jade floor with Lingding's knees, a faint fragrance emanated from the sapphire-carved binaural furnace, lingering on the tip of Liu Zhuo's nose as if it had substance.
"Look up, let Gu take a look."
A lazy voice came from the hall.
Liu Zhuo raised his face tremblingly. Across a curtain of glittering pearls, jades and precious stones, he couldn't see the appearance of Emperor Yu sitting on the seat, but only vaguely saw a black figure leaning on the throne.
"What is this?" Yudi sneered, "Why does the prince of Mian look like a refugee?"
The humiliating words came into his ears, and Liu Zhuo felt that his whole body was cooling down every inch of his blood in this warm and fragrant hall. The boundless fear hit him like a tide, making him breathless. He is the prince of Mian Kingdom , but he is the most unfavored one, no, it is far more than unfavored, if it is not for the hostage of Yong Kingdom this time, maybe no one in the palace will think of him.
Emperor Yu of Yong State was famous for being surly, violent, licentious and immoral. Many of the hostages from other countries died in Yong State for no reason. Liu Zhuo didn’t want to die in Yong State for nothing. He didn’t want to die. die!
"Your Majesty..." Liu Zhuo mustered up his courage and said, "Liu Zhuo is willing to serve His Majesty."
There was a light smile from behind the jewel curtain, the black sleeves waved, and the courtiers on both sides filed down, jade-like hands slowly lifted the jewel curtain, Liu Zhuo trembled, bit the tip of his tongue, forcing himself not to bow your head.
The black figure approached slowly, the wide robe covered his figure, Liu Zhuo could only see Wen Letian's chest when he raised his head, the dark pattern golden dragon was embroidered on the black robe, the momentum was overwhelming People are daunting.
Le Tian: "... Please tell me this is not the hero."
System: "^_^Yes."
To be honest, the system of a world is eager to get skinned, and they have given a good Fu Zheng to Lotte, and everyone has evened out the brotherhood before, so it is not too much to raise a baby, right
Le Tian was indifferent.
Kneeling Liu Zhuo looked less than his thighs, at most he was about seven or eight years old, his hair was thin and yellow, and even a jade hairpin couldn't hold it, he looked like he was on the verge of falling, and he was so thin that he was almost out of shape. All the facial features were blurred due to being too thin, only a pair of big and surprisingly big eyes stood out, and there was not much spirit in them.
Letian: "... Where did you get the ugly boy from, cross it out for me."
System: "Fork, fork now, whoever doesn't fork is a dog."
Lotte: ... Do it.
Wen Letian in this world is a very lucky second generation emperor. His mother is a queen. He has no brothers, only sisters. He was born as an undisputed prince. His grandfather was a frontier general. Once the first emperor died, his grandfather supported him as emperor. Wen Letian's temperament is tyrannical and moody, not the material to be a good emperor, but his grandfather Zhenyuanhou is a loyal minister who loves his grandson wholeheartedly, guarding the country for him without complaint.
In the current situation where the five kingdoms are at the same level, the Yong Kingdom is considered to be very powerful just relying on an invincible Marquis of Zhenyuan.
The male protagonist Liu Zhuo is the most inconspicuous prince of the weak country Mianguo. His birth mother is extremely humble. Because the year he was born coincided with a severe drought in Mian Kingdom, Liu Zhuo was regarded as unknown, and the life of mother and son in Mian Kingdom's palace was not as good as that of palace people.
The two countries were at war due to border friction, and Mian was defeated miserably, so they ceded the land and paid compensation, and by the way, Liu Zhuo was also given as a hostage. In addition to Liu Zhuo, the wild dog-like prince, he also gave away many beautiful beauties. The heroine Xie Ying is here in.
Liu Zhuo felt endless oppression in Wen Letian's long silence, and then... Wen Letian kicked him over, Liu Zhuo fell on his back in panic, and finally saw Wen Letian's appearance.
There is no trace of emotion in the peach blossom eyes, his brows are indifferent and arrogant, suppressing his alluring beauty, and there is a coldness from the extreme beauty, which Liu Zhuo has never seen in the many harems of his father. Having seen such a beauty, he didn't expect that Wen Letian, who was extremely tyrannical in the rumors, turned out to be an outstanding beauty, so he was stunned for a moment.
A pair of soft boots stepped on his heart, the force was not too heavy, it was much lighter than when his imperial brothers stepped on him, just now that Le Tian's foot was not too heavy, Liu Zhuo frowned leisurely, Put on a pitiful gesture as much as possible, "Your Majesty, I am sincere, and I am willing to serve Your Majesty as a slave and handmaid."
"Is there a lack of slaves?" Wen Letian raised his eyebrows.
Of course Wen Letian has no shortage of slaves, and Liu Zhuo also knew that this was not a valuable proposal. He was terrified, afraid that he was going to die, and his oversized eyes made his entire face look like a frog. Tears glistening, so pitiful.
It's a pity that Wen Letian is a person who has no sympathy. He was born as a prince and became emperor at the age of seventeen. He is the only one in the world. Who deserves his pity? Who deserves it
Wen Letian moved his foot away and said indifferently: "Take it down."
The palace servants came up to pull them away, Liu Zhuo rushed towards Wen Letian who was about to turn around, his arms like dry sticks tightly hugged Wen Letian's legs, and cried, "Your Majesty, please keep me, please, I I can be your dog, your plaything, I am willing to do anything!"
The palace people panicked and dragged him away, but Liu Zhuo used the greatest strength in his life to hug Wen Letian's leg. For a while, the palace people couldn't pull away the thin and thin Prince Mian Guo.
"Stop." Wen Letian said slowly.
The palace people immediately let go and stood aside, Liu Zhuo still didn't let go, with tears streaming down his face, he was so embarrassed that he grinned and cried: "Your Majesty, please..."
Wen Letian said slowly: "You said just now that you want to be an orphan dog?"
Liu Zhuo said with trembling lips: "Yes."
Wen Letian raised his long eyebrows, "Call out and listen."
Liu Zhuo said without hesitation, "Wang!"
A smile appeared on Wen Letian's indifferent face. When he was not smiling, he was a high-ranking ice beauty. When he smiled, the ice on his face melted away, revealing the endless spring inside. Did little Xueqiu die two days ago?"
The palace man said: "Go back to Your Majesty, he is dead."
"From today on, little Xueqiu is alive." Wen Letian stretched out his hand, gently lifted Liu Zhuo's chin, "Little Xueqiu, look at how thin you are, my heart aches."
Liu Zhuo squeezed out a smile, "Your Majesty, don't feel bad, Xiao Xueqiu will eat more and gain weight."
Wen Letian nodded, with great interest on his face, and told the palace servants: "Take it down to clean up, and dress up energetically."
This time, Liu Zhuo followed the palace man obediently. His footsteps were weak and he almost fell when he walked out of the palace gate. The palace man hurriedly supported him, "Be careful, little Xueqiu."
Liu Zhuo was in a daze for a moment before he realized that, by the way, he was Little Snowball.
Le Tian is familiar with this perverted character, and easily and reasonably 'adopted' Liu Zhuo. Although the way of raising Liu Zhuo is a bit special... But there is no way, it can't be destroyed.
People like Wen Letian would never take Liu Zhuo seriously.
The other countries also sent protons, many of which were young, and a place like the Yongguo Imperial Palace, which cannibalize people without spit out bones, can devour a person without making a sound.
Liu Zhuo understood this very well. When the palace people groomed him, they brushed his flesh vigorously, cutting the nails of his hands and feet almost into the flesh. He was also very obedient when it came to the golden bell. The appearance reflected in the mirror in front of him was actually nothing, but there was an extra golden bell around his neck. Even his father had never rewarded him with such an exquisite gold ornament. , Liu Zhuo thought numbly.
The last process is powdering. Little Xueqiu is a clean dog, but animals have a natural smell. Wen Letian can't smell that little bit of smell. The palace people serve Liu Zhuo like they are serving Little Xueqiu. They don't skip a single step. , the palace people who can live safely in the Yong Kingdom's palace are the smartest and most obedient, and they will never violate Wen Letian's intentions in the slightest.
"Let's go, little Xueqiu." There was a gentle smile on the palace man's face, which Liu Zhuo had never seen in his life. The palace men of Mian Kingdom would never laugh at him except when they insulted him. smile.
Liu Zhuo thought to himself mockingly: It turns out that there is nothing wrong with being a dog.
The palace servants led him to Wen Letian's bedroom, and when he stepped into the bedroom, there was another burst of intoxicating fragrance, the palace servants had all retreated, and Liu Zhuo stood stiffly behind the palace door, not daring to act rashly.
The vermilion soft carpet was spread in the sleeping hall, and Liu Zhuo was fascinated by the cranes and auspicious clouds flying under his feet.
Le Tian stood behind the sandalwood curtain and looked at Liu Zhuo. The newly dressed Liu Zhuo was not unattractive either. He was thin and small, with a big head and a thin neck. He lamented, "Will he look good when he grows up?"
System: "It should."
Le Tian: "..." How long does it take to grow up.
The sound of footsteps on the soft blanket was not obvious, but Liu Zhuo was keenly aware of it. He turned his face to look at Wen Letian, and knelt down on his knees first, "Your Majesty."
Wen Letian walked slowly, and when others approached, Gu Qili's extravagant fragrance became more intense. He stretched out his toes to lift Liu Zhuo's chin, and said slowly, "Xiao Xueqiu, why are you still wearing shoes?"
Hearing this, Liu Zhuo panicked and hurriedly asked his boots to be taken off. He took off his boots in a hurry and quickly. After taking them off, he put the boots aside neatly, and still knelt down and looked up at Wen Letian eagerly, as if he really Like a dog looking at its master.
Le Tian felt a little nervous, "Is he pretending, or is it real?" No matter how he looked at it, Liu Zhuo seemed to be happy to be his dog.
System: "Really, he has no one to discipline him in Mian Country, so he should still be a blank sheet of paper."
Le Tian: ... This is really raising a baby, from body to heart.
If the others were a little more normal, he would have the confidence to raise Liu Zhuo into a Pianpianjia son, but for a person like Wen Letian, it takes a lot of stimulation in his brain to want to train Liu Zhuo well.
Lotte: Do it, the difficulty is Max.
"How old are you?" Le Tian said lightly.
Liu Zhuo whispered, "Seven years old."
Letian became ruthless and kicked Liu Zhuo forcefully. Liu Zhuo, a thin child, was kicked by Wen Letian and almost flew out. He rolled several times on the soft carpet and stopped when he hit the golden pillar in the hall. He groaned, his back seemed to be bruised, but he could still bear it because the ground was soft, so he hurriedly got up, holding back his tears, "Your Majesty, what did I say wrong?"
"Little Xueqiu is only over one year old this year, where did he come from seven years old?" Le Tian's eyes fell on him, and Liu Zhuo could feel that Wen Letian didn't take him as a human being at all, and hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, don't be angry, Little Xueqiu has a bad memory Well, yes, I am one year old."
Letian thought to himself how miserable his life was in Mianguo, so he was not angry.
It is estimated that according to the original world line, this Liu Zhuo must have endured countless hardships to survive in the palace, and it is precisely through such hardships that he can grow into a hero that the alliance is satisfied with.
Le Tian was upset, and sat on the soft couch with his sleeves thrown, "Come here!"
Liu Zhuo wanted to get up, but remembered the kick he had just received, so he didn't get up, and crawled to Wen Letian's feet with all his hands and feet, the golden bell around his neck rang loudly.
Lotte: ... a headache.
Le Tian twisted a piece of snack, "Open your mouth." Never mind, feed the child first.
Liu Zhuo raised his head, grabbed the piece of snack Wen Letian gave him, and didn't dare to eat it, looking at Wen Letian with watery eyes.
Lotte: There are billions of pitiful...
"Eat." Letian rested his chin with one hand, making an inscrutable look.
His throat was almost clogged by the sticky dregs that fell into the dim sum. Liu Zhuo reached out to take the dim sum, his eyes still staring at Wen Letian, eating in small bites, and there was no joy and sweetness on his face, as if only If Wen Letian told him to stop, he would stop immediately.
Lotte: Wretched child in this wretched world...