concubine on top

Chapter 55

The little emperor stared blankly at Shen Yanchuan, and finally said as if he didn't understand: "Piandian?"

"Previously the concubine was injured and couldn't get up, even if she slept on the dragon bed, no one would criticize her due to her merits," Shen Yanchuan explained. According to the rules, the courtiers will object."

"That rule is wrong!" The little emperor refused to let go, and immediately hugged Shen Yanchuan and refused to let go, "I have slept with you for so many days, I have not done anything, and if I am in good spirits, I will not delay the business, why should they choose?" Wrong? What's wrong with me!"

"..." Shen Yanchuan knew that he could not be easily persuaded, so he continued to persuade, "You are the emperor, some rules are where prestige is established, you must abide by them."

"Bah! What a broken rule!" The little emperor was upset at first that the atmosphere was ruined, but now he heard the word 'courtier', and he was even more annoyed, "I want them to take care of sleeping with my concubine. I don’t know how many there are!”

Reasonably, things are exactly as the little emperor said, and Shen Yanchuan can understand, but the situation does not allow him to play childish temper: "The emperor knows it well, so there is no need to find so many reasons. If you don't respond to my concubine's request, my concubine will I have to punish you."

Hearing his stern tone, the little emperor knew that this punishment could not be a punishment to thwart his sense of shame, but a good meal, and he also became stubborn: "Then you punish! After the punishment, I will sleep with you in the side hall Go, don't sleep on the dragon bed anymore!"

Shen Yanchuan clenched two big slaps full of tenderness in his hands, but finally lowered them down.

How to deal with the little emperor's stubbornness, he has always been very experienced, and he knows that pouring two basins of cold water on the other party's will is the most effective. It turned out that he didn't want to use this method, but after spending a long time talking, he still had to use: "Okay, what do you want?" The concubine has the reputation of being a disastrous concubine to the country, and wants the murderer behind the scenes to find more ways to secretly instigate the gentry to exclude the new minister, so just do it."

This trick was really tried and tested, the little emperor immediately let go, and then shook a thick bamboo next to him vigorously to vent his anger, until he was covered in bamboo leaves before giving up.

Shen Yanchuan stood aside, silently waiting for him to vent, and then walked over to pick off the bamboo leaves from his forehead and shoulders: "Go back, Your Majesty."

The little emperor's eyes followed his hand, and when his hand brushed the last bamboo leaf, he suddenly grabbed his wrist, pulled him to the back of the rockery, and at the same time waved to the palace people, not allowing them to follow.

For the sake of truth, the road behind the rockery is not smooth, so a small candle was lit on the side, and the candlelight cast down, outlining the outline of Shen Yanchuan's hair. The smell of a man is even more frustrating.The little emperor looked at the person in front of him, swallowed his saliva, pouted his lips and frowned and said, "I will do what you want, but you have to pay me back."

Seeing that the young man still looked unwilling after compromising, Shen Yanchuan slightly curled his lower lip, and with the other hand played with the red beads on the little emperor's clothes: "What does the emperor want my concubine to pay for?"

The little emperor stared at his glistening phoenix eyes, delicate nose and lips, suddenly raised his hand and pressed down on the back of his neck, raised his head and kissed and bit his neck, one bite hit the other side. On the lips, like a little mad dog who doesn't know its importance.

But it was this little mad dog that sparked his enthusiasm.He took the other hand of the little emperor, and interlocked his fingers with the other's, and then slowly forced him to retreat to a relatively flat mountain wall in the rockery, so as not to make him fall back and forth in the kiss.

The little emperor had finished his mouth addiction, and just now he parted from those two lips, took a light breath, and complained: "Bad fox, I really can't do anything about you."

Shen Yanchuan smiled and put his face close to him, and whispered in his ear: "Your Majesty, it's fun to have rewards and punishments, isn't it?"

Recalling the previous series of rewards and punishments, the little emperor felt that he had controlled himself, and wanted to punch him twice, but unfortunately he was reluctant, and his arms and legs were not up to the mark, so he was kissed casually.

In the end, the little emperor had no choice but to shake his head and rub his face, scolding him weakly: "You are not a fox, you are a snake, I warmed you up, and you are going to torment me, it's really bad."

Shen Yanchuan seemed to have been praised, and smiled rather honoredly: "The concubine will pose another problem to the emperor today. July has not passed yet, if it rains again, the emperor will probably have to personally offer sacrifices to the heavens to pray for blessings."

The little emperor rested his chin on his shoulder and muttered, "What's the use of those flowery displays? The offerings are given directly to the disaster victims, and they can be eaten as two meals."

Shen Yanchuan said solemnly: "I know that you don't believe in God, but too many people do, so you must respect God."

The little emperor frowned helplessly, with grievances in his eyes: "But isn't it me who they rely on in the end?"

"Yes, but the common people regard the emperor as a god." Shen Yanchuan paused and said, "What they need is never an ordinary person."

"Then what about you?" The little emperor turned his face and put his nose to nose with Shen Yanchuan's, "What do you think of me?"

A special light flashed in Shen Yanchuan's eyes: "Bamboo flute."

"what??"

Shen Yanchuan smiled slyly, and let go of his hand: "I really have to go back to my room this time, my concubine was bitten by mosquitoes again."

In the evening, all of Shen Yanchuan's things in the bedroom were moved to the side hall, including the crystal jar and the longevity in the jar.And the little emperor was lying alone on the overly wide dragon bed, feeling that the whole room was empty.

He thought about the meaning of "bamboo flute" over and over again, but he couldn't figure it out, but thinking that Shen Yanchuan loved being with bamboo, it probably wasn't a bad idea.

But I didn't get the answer I wanted.

Shouldn't it be said "The concubine regards you as the most handsome, considerate and manly little husband"?

No matter how bad it is, it's better to say the words "sweetheart" in short!

No matter how bad it is, you can prove it with... actions!

Anyway, it's not right to say "bamboo flute".

Thinking of this, the little emperor felt dissatisfied again, his hands turned into claws, frantically scratching the spot where Shen Yanchuan lay - I am so kind to you, yet you still say you want to hit me!Give me a sweet date after being scared, do you think I will forget it?Heartless man!Ruthless man!

snort!If I forget that you have done these bad things, I will take your surname from now on!

Shen Di.This name is really ugly enough.It's better to crown my own surname.

So don't forget, never forget...

Early the next morning, Xiao Fuzi woke up the little emperor on time, and asked as if begging for a reward while serving him, "Your Majesty, how did you help me with that picture album last night?"

The little emperor glared at him: "Hmph, I didn't sleep with the imperial concubine last night, what do you think?"

"What about behind the rockery?"

The little emperor: "???"