Liu Zhuo found his name again, and he didn't feel lucky about it. He lowered his face and said in a low voice, "Liu Zhuo changed clothes for His Majesty."
Wen Letian stretched his hands back lazily, "Come on."
Wen Letian is a flawless porcelain figure, and his feet are the same, cold and long, with delicate white skin, Liu Zhuo didn't care to appreciate it, and only got 120,000 points of energy, holding his feet like holding a piece of The ice, I'm afraid it will melt if you move a little harder.
The palace man handed over the stockings, Liu Zhuo carefully put the jade feet on his knees into the snow-white socks, and tied the garters lightly. After putting on the stockings, he couldn't help but look up, his indifferent peach blossom eyes were looking at him. Staring at him faintly, Liu Zhuo's heart beat like a drum, "Your Majesty, please get up."
Wen Letian stood up with great interest.
Liu Zhuo is now as tall as Wen Letian, he purposely stooped slightly so as not to look like he surpassed Wen Letian, humbly and respectfully held up the black robe presented by the palace maid and put it on for Wen Letian, all of Wen Letian's clothes were a Strong incense, Liu Zhuo stabilized his mind, and gently brought Wen Letian's long hair out of the robe.
The black hair is like clouds, the tentacles are cold, like a piece of excellent silk hanging down on the palm, Liu Zhuo's hand can't help trembling slightly, for fear of hurting Wen Letian, Wen Letian quietly let him change clothes, seems to find it interesting , with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.
Wen Letian didn't like wearing crowns, so Liu Zhuo only took a golden jade and vermilion belt, and loosely tied up Wen Letian's long hair. The mirror held by the palace servants reflected Wen Letian's stunning face for seven years. Liu Zhuo Zhuo didn't dare to look too much, he lowered his hands and stood quietly aside.
Wen Letian turned his head, looked at Liu Zhuo playfully, and said slowly: "Liu Zhuo, you come from the imperial family, and you are also a prince. Are you willing to serve Gu like this?"
Liu Zhuo immediately knelt down on both knees, raised his handsome young face, and said earnestly: "Whether it is to be His Majesty's dog to please His Majesty, or to be His Majesty's servant to serve His Majesty, Liu Zhuo is willing. Although he is a prince, his life is worse than death. When I first arrived in Yong Kingdom, His Majesty once said that I am like a refugee, and I am exactly a refugee, who fled to Yong Kingdom to be protected by His Majesty."
"It doesn't sound good." Wen Letian said lightly.
"Your servant speaks from the bottom of his heart. Please let your majesty make it clear if what you say is not pleasant." Liu Zhuo panicked.
"Slave..." Wen Letian stretched out his hand, he likes to hook Liu Zhuo's chin, it was a movement that he completely controlled, "You were trained by one hand, so you are not allowed to call yourself a slave."
Liu Zhuo looked up at Wen Letian, his round eyes reflected Wen Letian's indifferent and fair face, "Liu Zhuo understands."
As Wen Letian's slave, except for serving him more, Liu Zhuo's life is no different from before, but he is more at ease. Wen Letian found new joys in him, and he will not abandon him for a while.
He is like a flower and grass, let Wen Letian trim it according to his own wishes, he will be whatever Wen Letian wants him to be.
In the inner hall, Wen Letian was painting, and Liu Zhuo was standing by to study ink for him. Wen Letian's accomplishments in painting, I don't know how other people would evaluate Liu Zhuo. In his opinion, Wen Letian was not an emperor. The ability of Shuangjue will also be famous in the world.
The painting is a peony, a famous flower in the country, rich in brush and ink, Wen Letian painted a few clusters, and asked Liu Zhuo, "What flower do you like the most?"
Liu Zhuo said softly: "I like roses."
Wen Letian sneered, noncommittal.
Liu Zhuo said: "Your Majesty likes peonies."
Wen Le Tianxia wrote gracefully, and said lightly: "Peony is the king of flowers, so I naturally like peony."
Liu Zhuo said: "Only His Majesty is qualified to like Peony."
Wen Letian smiled, but when he picked up the pen, he played with the vermilion paint on Liu Zhuo's face, and said coldly, "You must flatter me, get out."
Liu Zhuo naturally didn't get out, and there was a smile on his face. The vermilion paint didn't damage his handsomeness, but added a touch of playfulness, "Your Majesty, I'm getting out, who will grind the ink for you?"
"You dog slave, I can't find anyone else." Wen Letian said seriously, but there was still a smile on his lips.
Liu Zhuo coquettishly smiled and said, "I grind ink so well that no one else can."
Wen Letian sneered, and stopped telling him to get out, leaned over and drew again, "Rosa rose, something that can't be put on the table."
"Just like me." Liu Zhuo turned his face away, raised his sleeve and wiped his vermilion.
Wen Letian ignored him.
Liu Zhuo also remained silent, when to speak and when not to speak, he now understands very well, from the time Wen Letian ordered him not to call himself a slave, he knew that Wen Letian was tired of seeing obedient dogs, Now it's time to have a 'person' who can make fun of him and talk to him.
Liu Zhuo is still figuring out how to control the speed, at least it's not too bad for now, Wen Letian doesn't have much time to punish him.
"Your Majesty, please see the Marquis of Zhenyuan." The simultaneous interpreter of the palace man broke the silence in the hall, Wen Letian paused the tip of his pen, and a drop of thick ink smudged away, ruining the entire painting.
Liu Zhuo saw that his face was about to rain, and hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, please reward me with this painting."
Wen Letian slowly turned his head, the thick ink in his pen was still dripping slowly, "Reward you?"
Liu Zhuo smiled and said, "I beg Your Majesty to reward you."
"It matches well." Wen Letian flicked the pen, and the whole picture of peonies was completely changed. He threw the pen away and walked towards the main hall.
The Marquis of Zhenyuan has been here many times, but Wen Letian repeatedly shirks and avoids seeing him. Today, the Marquis of Zhenyuan is determined to meet Wen Letian, stay in the main hall and never leave, and he will lead the army to go out at a later date, so he won’t be able to see anyone .
Letian also has a headache, the Marquis of Zhenyuan has come so many times, just to hear about Letian's marriage.
In this era, men can get married when they are sixteen. Wen Le is naturally proud and abstinent. Now he is twenty-three. He is really an older unmarried young man. As his grandfather, Marquis Zhenyuan is of course anxious.
In the main hall, the Marquis of Zhenyuan had a worried expression on his face, and said with a sad face: "Your Majesty, the matter of the harem is not your Majesty's business alone. This matter is related to the fate of the emperor's heir. Please think twice, Your Majesty."
"Gu knows," Wen Letian said impatiently with one hand on his forehead, "Go down."
Marquis Zhenyuan said: "Your Majesty agrees?"
Wen Letian was honest with everyone, and beat and scolded him when he moved, but he raised his eyebrows displeased with this grandfather who dotes on him, and said: "Grandpa, don't force me to be lonely."
Marquis Zhenyuan insisted: "I will go to war in a few days, and if your Majesty accepts me, I will feel at ease."
As soon as Wen Letian slapped the imperial case, Liu Zhuo's hands beside him trembled slightly. He had never seen Wen Letian so furious. Wen Letian's anger was just like his own, wrapped in a layer of ice, gloomy and easily Will not be exposed. "I'm calling for luck tonight. Does the Marquis of Zhenyuan have to hide under the bed and listen to it to be satisfied!"
"Your Majesty, I don't mean anything like that," said Zhenyuanhou, who was nearly sixty years old. Although he was a general who fought all the year round, he was still full of vigor and vigor, but his temples were covered with frost. Zhenyuanhou knelt down on one knee, Clasping fists with both hands, trembling long beard, he said with deep pain, "I am getting older, I don't know when I will die on the battlefield, I only wish to see my great-grandson in my birthday."
As soon as this family card was played, Wen Letian turned his face and immediately turned back, His Royal Highness personally helped Zhenyuanhou up, "I just promise you."
Sending Zhenyuanhou away, Wen Letian stood silent in the hall, and after a while, smashed the hall to pieces.
Liu Zhuo followed him, carefully shielding him from the flying pieces of jade porcelain. After venting, Wen Le collapsed on the dragon bed panting. Wen Pazi wiped Wen Letian's sweat.
"I don't want to be lucky." Wen Letian said slowly, parting his vermilion lips.
Liu Zhuo wiped his face softly, "Your Majesty, let's put on a show, and that's all for the Marquis of Zhenyuan's heart."
Wen Letian turned his face away, raised his hand and slapped him.
Liu Zhuo was slapped, his expression was as usual, it didn't hurt anyway, he threw away the handkerchief in his hand, replaced it with a new one, twisted the handkerchief to wipe Wen Letian's face, Wen Letian pushed his hand away, sat up Standing up, his eyes were red and he said: "Prepare water, I have to take a bath."
Wen Letian never asked anyone to wait on him in the bath. While he was taking a bath, Liu Zhuo went to change the clothes covered in paint. When changing the clothes, he found that his body was covered with broken porcelain. He didn't dare to use the medicine. Wen Letian was not happy, so he just changed into clean clothes and waited outside the bathtub.
When Letian first became Wen Letian, he didn't feel the taste. It took a long time to find Wen Letian's problem after being immersed in the grief of the male protagonist being an ugly baby.
Wen Letian has a cold personality.
This is not a big problem.
This is generally a psychological problem. Anyway, Lotte is not. After watching the film decisively and trying to masturbate, I found out.
—Wen Letian is not only frigid, but also a quick shooter.
When Lotte found out that he was a real man in three seconds, he was instantly shocked, "System, explain to me!"
System: "It's okay, it's not a eunuch and it's not that you don't want to be promoted, the treatment is not bad."
Le Tian: ... Qian Linliang!
The system indicated that the heroine could stay in Wen Letian's harem for ten years and maintain her innocence. Of course, there must be a problem with Wen Letian, otherwise the male partner is the emperor, so there is no reason not to sleep with the heroine.
Le Tian: ... It's outrageous!
Wen Le is naturally arrogant, and after entering adolescence, he realized that he was not good at this aspect, and his original arrogant temperament became more cloudy and uncertain.
Now the Marquis of Zhenyuan asked him to open the harem, how could he open it.
While taking a bath, Le Tian looked at his delicate little Le Tian who looked like a plaything, feeling desolate in his heart, he was afraid that if there were a few more worlds, he would have to experience all the andrology problems, damn alliance.
Even if it is a real man in three seconds, the harem still needs to be opened, just like what Liu Zhuo said, he put on a show, and Le Tian didn't deliberately call for a clean and beautiful one, so I'm lucky tonight.
When the system reminded him that the hostess Xie Ying was prepared for him on the dragon bed, Le Tian said, "The aura of the hostess is a bit too big."
System: "It doesn't seem like a good thing to be summoned by a three-second man."
Le Tian: "... Get out!"
Xie Ying was wearing a thin gauze dress, clutching the quilt with both hands, trembling with panic on her face, the owner of the palace was standing not far away, her black robe cast a shadow.
"Liu Zhuo."
There was a voice like jade rolling down, and Xie Ying heard him calling for someone, only to realize that there were still people in the hall. Behind the black robe, a slightly crooked blue figure slowly walked out, "Your Majesty, what are your orders?"
Xie Ying heard a boy's voice, slightly hoarse, and seemed to be changing his voice, Xie Ying became even more frightened, Yudi even brought a boy with him, what did he want to do
Le Tian didn't want to do this, but still said: "Throw her down."
"Yes." Liu Zhuo obeyed, walked to the couch in a few steps, and threw her and the thin quilt under the couch under Xie Ying's exclamation. The quilt was still soft when it collapsed, Xie Ying just screamed in pain, He bit his lip and dared not make any more sound.
The black figure slowly approached, raised her foot and stepped over her to sit on the dragon bed. Xie Ying only smelled a burst of strong incense, and saw the young man who had just thrown her down kneeling beside her, dimly The candlelight illuminated his jade-like side face, the young man concentrated his attention and carefully took off Wen Letian's shoes and socks, and put his jade-like feet back quickly.
Liu Zhuo glanced at Xie Ying, Xie Ying met his gaze, and immediately closed her eyes nervously, Liu Zhuo frowned slightly, this woman took his place, should he throw her further away.
"Come up." Wen Letian's deep voice came from the dragon bed.
Liu Zhuo raised his head, "Your Majesty is saying..."
Wen Letian turned his face sideways, his black hair was scattered around his snow-white face, his eyes were almost cold, "Want to sleep next to her? That's a lonely woman."
Liu Zhuo shook slightly, immediately took off his shoes and socks and climbed onto the bed, knelt beside Wen Letian, lowered his face and said, "That's not what I mean, it's just Your Majesty's dragon bed, and I'm not worthy."
"You are my slave, why don't you deserve it?" Wen Letian lay down, closed his eyes, his face was full of exhaustion, "you are more worthy than her."