Liu Zhuo went to war, and Wen Letian appointed him as the deputy general, and casually chose someone as the chief general. Whether Liu Zhuo has the ability to take power depends entirely on him. Anyway, Letian thinks that Liu Zhuo must be fine.
The bored and bored Letian embarked on an andrology self-help journey in the palace.
All kinds of good kidney tonics in the imperial dining room were arranged. Le Tian squeezed his nose three times a day and drank countless Shiquan Dabu Tang, which caused his nose to bleed every night. Finally, after half a month of continuous supplementation, he mustered up the courage Tried it once, and found that it was really useful—three seconds became five seconds.
Lotte: ...
According to this progress, he may be saved after eating for more than ten years, but before he is saved, many people should have died due to excessive blood loss.
For the sake of his own life, Le Tian still wanted to stop those things.
The system persuaded him: "Maybe this effect is progressive. This time it will last for two seconds, and next time it will last for five seconds. Quantitative changes lead to qualitative changes."
Le Tian: ... Now he also feels that the system has been changed qualitatively due to quantitative changes, and he is getting more and more desperate to make things worse.
Le Tian: "Forget it, let it be like that." Nosebleeds are still too uncomfortable.
System: Unfortunately.
Liu Zhuo deserves to be the hero, less than half a month after resisting the battlefield, Zhenyuanhou was rescued by him, and Letian was in front of his wayward emperor happily. Half a year later, Zhenyuanhou's class returned to the court, Letian was overjoyed and went to the tower to meet him in person , mainly want to see how his baby is doing outside.
The vermilion flag fluttered far away, Letian was so excited that his hands hidden in his sleeves were shaking, his face was still icy as he watched the army approaching the tower little by little.
The leader finally appeared in Le Tian's sight. The one riding the jet-black horse was naturally Marquis Zhenyuan.
After half a year in the battlefield, Liu Zhuo's face darkened slightly, and he seemed to be taller too. He sat upright on a red sweat horse, wearing a red gold armor. The immature young face showed sharp outlines. He raised his head , Facing Wen Letian, who was looking down at people, a surprise flashed in his round eyes like a deer, a big smile appeared on his face, and his mouth moved slightly, as if calling for 'Your Majesty'.
Le Tian: ... Oh my god, the baby is handsome again!
Le Tian wanted to laugh, but he held it back very reservedly, and looked away after only one glance.
The Marquis of Zhenyuan dismounted from his horse and knelt down to welcome Wen Letian. Two hundred thousand soldiers dismounted together, and a voice like a tsunami came—"Long live my emperor."
Le Tian: I'm sorry, this idle emperor is too prestigious, five seconds is five seconds.
Le Tian just showed his face, implying that he was about to go back, seeing the black figure turn around, Liu Zhuo hurriedly said to Hou Zhenyuan: "Master Hou, I want to go back to the palace."
"Go." Zhenyuan Hou said gently.
Liu Zhuo showed a smile on his face, "Thank you, Lord Hou." He immediately turned over and rode on the bloody BMW, patted the horse and rushed in along the gap that the city gate had just opened.
"His Majesty!"
When Le Tian was helped into the carriage, he heard a hoarse call. Standing on the shaft and looking back, he saw Liu Zhuo's fast horse coming in the wind, with red feathers fluttering on his head, his golden armor shining dazzlingly in the sunlight, and his fresh clothes angering the horse. Young General.
"Woo—" Liu Zhuo reined in his horse, quickly jumped off the horse and took off the golden helmet, stepped forward and knelt down on one knee, raised his handsome face, his eyes flickered, "Your Majesty, I'm back."
Le Tian glanced at him, without much joy on his face, and said lightly: "Oh." He followed the palace man to lift the curtain of the carriage, and said coldly: "Come up soon."
Liu Zhuo said loudly: "Yes!" He stepped into the carriage three steps at a time.
Le Tian looked at Liu Zhuo with distaste for the noisy armor, but in fact he was so beautiful in his heart, he greedily swept Liu Zhuo's handsome face twice, and then set his eyes on his broad chest wrapped in armor. Knowing how to grow, going outside for half a year is like taking hormones, and the bones all over the body are as tall and strong as if they were blown.
Wen Letian was looking at him, and he was also looking at Wen Letian. Naturally, Wen Letian hadn't changed at all. He looked like a snow-white and noble porcelain figure, his expression and eyes were as indifferent and arrogant as ever. He stood on the tower, wearing a black robe Flying, high and mighty. Liu Zhuo shuddered involuntarily when he saw him for the first time.
In the half year since he left Wen Letian, Liu Zhuo often saw him in his dreams, and Wen Letian in his dreams was exactly like this, alienated and indifferent.
"Take off the armor." Le Tian lazily said, holding his face.
"Yes." Liu Zhuo immediately took off his armor, his movements were very neat, almost in a sentence, the heavy armor on his body fell to the side, leaving only the vermilion undershirt.
Le Tian hooked his hands, Liu Zhuo lay down and knelt at Wen Letian's feet, Le Tian lifted the golden bell around his neck, "Still wearing it?"
"Your Majesty rewarded you, so naturally you have to wear it." Liu Zhuo grinned, his face full of attachment, hugged Wen Letian's feet, and leaned his head on his knee, "Your Majesty, I miss you very much."
"You have won the battle, what reward do you want?" Wen Letian gently rubbed Liu Zhuo's bun in a rare mood.
Liu Zhuo said in a low voice: "I am His Majesty's servant, and it is only natural to do anything for His Majesty. I am not qualified to ask His Majesty for rewards."
Wen Letian's hand slid down and landed on Liu Zhuo's chin, raised his face, and said quietly: "In the past half a year, your ability to be nice and playful has gradually grown, who did you learn from?"
Liu Zhuo smiled slightly, and the pearl-like eyes of a young man were pure and unadulterated, "What I said to His Majesty was from the bottom of my heart."
Le Tian: ... Why did you go out to be a general and fight in war? This kid is still so servile
"Dog slave," Wen Letian let go of his hand, and lazily leaned back, "Come up and squeeze Gu's legs."
"Yes." Liu Zhuo replied warmly, the boy's voice was still changing, it was hoarse and rough, his hands had become rougher than before after half a year of wielding knives and guns, he carefully controlled his strength, for fear of hurting Wen Letian .
Wen Letian turned sideways and closed his eyes and said, "You've got a lot of tan."
Liu Zhuo said softly: "The battlefield was exposed to the sun and rain, and it was quite dark. Your Majesty doesn't like it?"
Wen Letian snorted softly, "You are not a woman, so there is nothing you like or dislike."
Hearing this sentence, Liu Zhuo paused, and the most worrying thought in his heart slowly surfaced again. He was fighting outside, and no one else was worried about it. He was only worried about whether Wen Letian would favor some woman in the palace, or whether he would be favored by others. He also found a servant like Meng Lanting for fun, a man or a woman could take his place at any time.
And how can those ordinary people deserve to be close to Wen Letian
Liu Zhuo lowered his eyes, gently pinching Wen Letian's delicate and round calf with both hands, his big deer-like eyes were slightly deep.
The carriage entered the palace, Liu Zhuo jumped out of the carriage first, he was only wearing a vermilion undershirt, he didn't mind the cold weather outside, he went to help Wen Lexia's carriage with both hands, and at the same time kept paying attention to the faces around him.
Seeing everyone's ordinary appearance, Liu Zhuo heaved a sigh of relief.
Le Tian had been blowing in the cold wind at the city gate for a long time, and he had a headache. He had to sleep for a while when he returned to the palace and ordered people to light the incense. , Dirty to death."
"Yes." Liu Zhuo replied softly.
There are many newcomers in the palace, but there are still many old ones. Liu Zhuo cleaned up carefully, and covered his palms with jade muscle ointment. Who is it?"
The palace man replied respectfully: "Ruqing and Yutan."
These two were old people before Liu Zhuo came. It seems that after he left, Wen Letian didn't find new people to serve him.
Liu Zhuo asked again: "Can Your Majesty be lucky today?"
Gong Ren said: "Your Majesty has not called for luck for half a year."
Liu Zhuo was completely relieved, no matter whether it was a man or a woman, neither could fall into Wen Letian's eyes! Wen Letian is still the same Wen Letian, as clean and beautiful as an ice sculpture.
Liu Zhuo showed a vague smile on his face, he pushed back the palace servants and entered the inner hall by himself.
The vermilion curtain hangs down, reflecting the figure on the dragon bed. Wen Letian seems to be tired, and the white smoke from the Anshen incense lighted on the head of the bed curls up, making him look like he has fallen into a fairyland. .
The obsession with Wen Letian did not dissipate due to distance and time, but became more and more intense. Almost every time he had free time, Liu Zhuo thought about Wen Letian. Liu Zhuo couldn’t explain why, but his love for Wen Letian was the budding of a teenager. desire? Do you like it? Or next to it? There are too many things mixed in, just like smelling the strong fragrance of Letian, complex and decadent.
Leaning against the dragon bed, Liu Zhuo put his face lightly on the vermilion curtain and stared at Wen Letian's blurred side face. He could lift the curtain to secretly look at Wen Letian, but Wen Letian would never notice, but he I don't want to do this, as long as I taste it like this, it's enough to see the flowers in the fog.
After Le Tian woke up, Liu Zhuo, who had been guarding in front of the dragon bed, took a half step back, and only went to get the stockings when he heard that Le Tian lifted his quilt and his feet were stretched out.
Wen Letian was still yawning, as if he hadn't woken up. Liu Zhuo raised Wen Letian's feet with trembling hands. He hadn't touched these feet for half a year, and he lost his composure, "Does Your Majesty still want to sleep?"
"No," Letian lazily said, "Zhao Zhenyuanhou."
"Yes." Liu Zhuo said in a low voice, he lifted his delicate ankle with his fingertips without greed, and put his flawless feet into the socks, "Your Majesty's feet are a bit cold."
Le Tian: ...Don't mention it, Wen Letian's health was fine except for three seconds, but he had to make up for his faults, and there was a lot of nosebleeds, and the problem of cold hands and feet was even worse. If you want to save face, you can't use the whole stove.
Le Tian said lightly: "When the weather is cold, naturally your feet will also be cold."
Liu Zhuo held up the other foot, breathed lightly at Wen Letian's blue and white instep, raised his head and said, "Your Majesty should take care of yourself."
A breath of hot air blew on the back of his feet, making Letian's heart numb. When he met Liu Zhuo's sincere round eyes, he kicked him directly, "Speak up!"
It took a lot of effort to realize that Liu Zhuo is not as strong as before, his muscles are hard, Wen Letian's body is delicate and fleshy, and he almost kicked himself in pain, but Liu Zhuo reacted quickly, retreated his strength early, and performed a long-lost roll three times.
Letian couldn't hold back, a smile appeared on his face, Liu Zhuo rolled not far away, covered his heart with one hand, and smiled at Wen Letian, "Your Majesty, give me another slap."
"Get out." Le Tian stretched out his foot, "Don't dawdle, as soon as you come back, there will be more lonely things."
Marquis Zhenyuan had already been waiting in the main hall.
It is true that Wen Letian is an idle emperor, but Marquis Zhenyuan has never used his grandson as a puppet, and has to report to Wen Letian every time he fights conscientiously.
As soon as Wen Letian's figure appeared, Marquis Zhenyuan immediately stood up and saluted, Letian waved his hand to signal to avoid the salute, Marquis Zhenyuan coughed lightly, and said to Wen Letian, "Your Majesty, can Liu Zhuo avoid it?"
Le Tian raised his eyes, "Why?"
"Liu Zhuo is also on the expedition this time, I think it's better to avoid it." Zhenyuan Hou said warmly.
Liu Zhuo also hurriedly bowed and saluted, "Your Majesty, I will take my leave for the time being."
"Go down." Le Tian waved his hand.
When only Zhenyuanhou and Wen Letian were left in the hall, Zhenyuanhou changed his face, and said to Wen Letian in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, this son is vicious, you can't stay for long!"
Letian: Grandpa, how can you say that you saved your hero! Besides, the child he raised is so vicious, he is beaten and scolded every day, so don't be too servile, just now he asked him for a slap.
"Why did the Marquis of Zhenyuan make such a statement?" Letian asked in real doubt.
Marquis Zhenyuan's expression was gloomy, "This time the ministers and soldiers are going dangerously, chasing the enemy too deeply, the harming majesty is worrying about sending people to rescue, your majesty has appointed Chen Huaizhu as the chief general and Liu Zhuo as the deputy general, right?"
"That's true, Liu Zhuo didn't do well?" Letian said lightly.
Marquis Zhenyuan sighed deeply, "Then Your Majesty knows that Chen Huai's horse broke his neck in shock."
Wen Letian lightly tapped the imperial case with five fingers, frowned and said, "You mean Liu Zhuo did it?"
Marquis Zhenyuan said: "I don't have evidence for this matter, I just speculate and suspect, but after Chen Huai died of shock, his subordinates refused to accept the request for a thorough investigation, Liu Zhuo beheaded his subordinates, this is a fact."
Wen Letian disagreed, "If you delay the military plane, you should be executed."
Marquis Zhenyuan said with a miserable face, "Seventy-six people should be beheaded in a row?"
Le Tian: ...!!! Damn, this can't be my baby!