concubine on top

Chapter 72

Shen Yanchuan swiftly wrapped the little emperor in a blanket, and hugged him horizontally.

"You put me down, I don't want to wash with you!"

The quilt was tightly wrapped, and the little emperor couldn't struggle. His head and legs moved up and down, like a shrimp struggling to swim.

Shen Yanchuan hugged him and walked forward unhurriedly. When he reached the bead curtain, he turned sideways to avoid the big movement of the bead chain from being drawn to people's faces. At the same time, he slowly responded to his words: "The emperor doesn't trust Concubine?"

"Yes!" The little emperor's face was puffy and red, "I'll wash it with you, and then I'll be beaten with your stick? Shen Yanchuan, you also treat me like a fool!"

Shen Yanchuan stopped suddenly, turned his head to look at the little emperor.

"What, what are you doing?" The little emperor was restless, only feeling that his calm eyes were full of calculations, and he was in a panic, "You are not allowed to throw me on the ground... Did you hear Shen Yanchuan? Hey! Come closer What am I doing? If you do this again, I will call Hu Qian here!"

When it was only a thin line away from the little emperor's ears, Shen Yanchuan stopped and continued to approach, and said in a light and clear voice: "Chenqie, my name is not Shen Yanchuan."

The little emperor was stunned for a moment, then heard him continue: "If the concubine reveals herself completely in front of the emperor, can the emperor trust the concubine?"

The little emperor stared blankly at Shen Yanchuan, and was just carried to the Tangchi by the other party, without even noticing the surprised face of Xiao Fuzi outside the door.

The hot water in the pool is clear and warm, and the walls are steamed and warm.The little emperor leaned against a corner of the pool, watching Shen Yanchuan walking towards him step by step with a towel in his hand, he stretched out his hand to block it: "Hey, you go ahead and explain the matter clearly, otherwise you won't be able to touch me."

Shen Yanchuan stopped some distance away from him, and sat down on the pier of the pool wall like him: "Okay."

Seeing that he was very obedient, the little emperor gradually became more active, cleared his throat, and said, "Let me tell you in advance, I have already heard some things about you, but since you want to reveal everything, you must say more than I know. A lot, huh?"

The dense water vapor covered up the natural sharpness in the corners of Shen Yanchuan's eyes, leaving only the delicate silhouette and long hair like a waterfall.He sat there like a dignified beauty, and asked politely: "I don't know what the emperor wants to know?"

The little emperor didn't think of the special question for a while, so he followed his previous words and said, "Let's talk about your name first. I guessed that you used a fake name. What is your name?" The concubine's original name was the same as that of Shen Yanchuan Words are also related. "Qingyue's voice reached the little emperor's ears close to the surface of the water, "Shen Zhe, Shen Ye, and Chen Chen are homophonic. "

"Chen Xun?" The little emperor frowned and thought for a while, feeling that he had never heard of the Chen family, so he asked again, "Gui Geng this year?"

"Twenty to five."

Based on the number, the little emperor raised his hand and counted.

Back then, Taihong and Beishuo lost successive battles, and the emperor's brother solved the case and found out the traitor, which ensured that the front line did not continue to lose.After that, the two sides fought evenly for several times, but they couldn't tell the winner, and they couldn't bear the exhaustion of the war, so they ended with the emperor's sister marrying far away.

This event was a big one, and he was deeply impressed, knowing that it happened six years ago.But the flood in Tengzhou occurred earlier... Then when the Chen family suffered great changes, Shen Yanchuan was only thirteen or fourteen years old, and he himself was very young, knew nothing about political affairs, and didn't know a few people in the court.

"Who is your father?"

"My father, Chen Ting, was then the deputy supervisor of the pastoral supervisor."

The animal husbandry supervisor is an institution that raises horses for the imperial court, and the deputy supervisor is not a big official position, but in those years, good war horses were scarce, so this can be regarded as a relatively important position.

The little emperor thought, no wonder Shen Yanchuan is wearing a bamboo whistle, and his riding skills are also good, this is a match.Moreover, with the name and position, other things can be found in the files. Shen Yanchuan has no reason or need to lie.

He was lost in his thoughts, Shen Yanchuan heard him fall silent, and said: "What else does the emperor want to ask?"

"...Ah," the little emperor came back to his senses, blinked his eyes and thought about what to ask. After thinking about it, he felt that it was a question that pierced his heart, and he couldn't ask any of them. Finally, he had to say, "What day is your birthday ?”

"The seventh day of July."

The little emperor splashed some water on him: "What you said earlier was indeed a lie to me, no wonder you made up with me, it doesn't matter what you say, hmph."

"The concubine did lie to you at the time, but the reason why the concubine said that the date of birth is not important is because the date of birth has long been meaningless to the concubine," Shen Yanchuan said, "and the second is because once the lie is told, In the future, the concubine's birthday can only be on that day, otherwise the concubine will be convicted of deceiving the emperor."

His tone was steady and flat, without a trace of emotion, as if he buried his pain in his heart alone, got used to walking alone, and never expected warmth again.

This made the little emperor feel uncomfortable.

He thought of many times in the past, Shen Yanchuan took the indifferent look on his pretty face, and remembered Shen Yanchuan saying "it's okay to hate me."

"I am your husband, and I will celebrate your birthday in the future." He got up from the corner and moved towards Shen Yanchuan, stepping on the water, "In this case, I never said it as a joke, but seriously of."

After the mist, Shen Yanchuan was still sitting upright, his temples were wet with wet hair, a black wisp stuck to his face that had just been splashed by him, making his skin look whiter and flawless, as if carved out of a whole piece of suet jade.

The little emperor looked at such a jade-like concubine, half of his anger disappeared, and the rest became helpless: "Do you really understand?"

"The concubine understands." Shen Yanchuan got off the pier, knelt down to the little emperor's feet, looked up into his eyes, "but what the concubine wants to talk about today is something that remains outside the archives."

The little emperor looked at the ends of his hair floating in the water, intertwined with two pink petals, and asked absentmindedly, "What is it?"

"Before the concubine speaks, please allow the concubine to clean it up for you." Shen Yanchuan put his hand on the little emperor's knee, and slowly wrapped his palm around the little emperor's knee, "If things stay in the body for too long, life will sickness."

"you……"

The little emperor felt confused for a moment. First, he was dissatisfied that his words were interrupted. Second, the temptation in front of him was too strong. What he saw and touched aroused his previously extinguished interest, but when he lowered his head and looked under the water, he was puzzled again. Is the other party holding back their strength to tease him?

A mess of thoughts came to his mind at the same time, he did not move, and asked cautiously: "What are you going to say about?"

"Wuzan." Shen Yanchuan's eyes were condensed with a cold light, "The concubine's family feud."