The master doesn't want the monk to say

Chapter 49

When the little emperor returned to his bedroom, Yin He had been rubbing the paper on the dragon bed for quite a while.

The little emperor was very happy to see him as soon as he came back, "Uncle He!"

"What are you all about?" Yin He shook the note.

The little emperor leaned over, and on the note, a turtle had gone out, and a bird was on the bed with its eyes closed, holding a piece of paper with its wings.

"You understand!" The little emperor walked over and lay down beside Yinhe, "Uncle He, the bird and you are waiting on the bed for me to come back!"

Yin He blushed, "It's not big or small!"

The little emperor hugged him tightly, "You are always greedy for that soup, did you drink what was brought today?"

"The emperor is not here, what soup?"

The little emperor got up and walked out, and after a while, he came in with a jade cup, "They are quite agile, and when I came back, they prepared the soup."

Yinhe stretched out his hand to take the jade cup, but the little emperor turned his hand around and avoided him, saying flatteringly, "Uncle He, shall I feed you?"

Yinhe squinted his eyes, and said for a while: "But you can't drink!"

The little emperor was angry, "I don't know how to drink!"

Only then did Yin He open his mouth, and leaned against the head of the bed, waiting for the little emperor to feed him.

One mouthful after another, the little emperor saw that Yinhe drank so deliciously, he couldn't help being attracted by the soup in the bowl, since the kitchen began to prepare this tonic soup, he hadn't tasted a mouthful, and Yinhe was all protected and protected I drank it.

"Is it really that delicious?" the little emperor asked.

Yinhe was stunned for a moment, "It's okay, let's make up the soup! I, an old man, have to make up for it. The things for the emperor are the best. I'll come for a while!"

The little emperor laughed, and said unintentionally: "It's so sweet, why didn't you see your complexion better, pale and pale, and thought I abused you."

Yin He was taken aback, and touched his face, "It's not pale, it's a natural fair complexion, if you don't envy me, I'll be supported by this soup!"

The little emperor shook his head, "Really? Then I want to try it too!"

As he spoke, the spoon in his hand turned and sent it to his mouth.

"Mine!" Seeing this, Yin He rushed forward and put the spoon in his mouth just as it was attached to the little emperor's mouth.

The lips of the two were separated as soon as they touched, as light as a feather brushing by, but their hearts were like a wood hitting a torrent of bells, which made their hearts ache.

The little emperor gently pulled out the spoon that Yinhe held in his mouth, tilted his head and leaned towards it, gently grinding on Yinhe's lips, seeing that Yinhe didn't respond, the little emperor increased his strength, and slowly sucked on Yinhe's mouth. Crane's soft and warm lips.

When the little emperor was about to move further, Yin He stepped back, "Respect yourself, Your Majesty."

The little emperor put his arms around Yin He's neck and pulled him closer to himself, "Uncle He, you used to call me Little Turtle."

"You're grown up now."

"Then, how about calling me Yan Gui?" The little emperor gently caressed Yinhe's face with his hand. It was surprising that his seventeen or eighteen-year-old face was nearly a hundred years old.

But the little emperor didn't find it strange at all, his Uncle He should always be like this, his brows and eyes were so calm that he seemed to be cruising out of the ink painting.

At this moment, he knew the difference between Na Chi Ruo and Yin He.

Even without that bit of cinnabar, he would never be able to admit his mistake.

"Uncle He, I like you so much," the little emperor moved closer, put his lips on Yin He's lips, and said softly, "Uncle He, shall we get out of here?"

Yinhe didn't speak, the little emperor stuck out his tongue, wanting to push it in, but felt that Yinhe never let go, the little emperor licked Yinhe, "Uncle He, let me kiss you, okay?"

The voice was pitiful, but it sounded hateful to Yinhe, "How can you have the idea of ​​leaving here again?"

The little emperor was playing a rascal, but his lips kept lingering, refusing to leave, "Uncle He, let's leave, just the two of us, the emperors in this world come and go, who thinks it's not the same?"

Yin He frowned, "Don't talk about it... eh!"

As soon as he opened his mouth, he took advantage of the opportunity, and the little emperor quickly occupied it, nimbly sweeping everything inside.

Yinghe couldn't break free, and his whole body was weak, so he could only make a refusal sound of "hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm" to hear the little emperor's ears, but it became a witty refrain of refusal and welcome.

It took a long time for the little emperor to let go of his panting slightly, his eyes were moist and confused, and he said, "Uncle He, that soup is really delicious."

Yin He ignored him and sat up, his clothes a little messy.

The little emperor knew that he was wrong, so he hurried over and carefully arranged his clothes to attract the crane, and looked at the soup beside him, it had already cooled down.

"Uncle He," the little emperor said cautiously, "Do you still have soup? This cup is cold, I'll ask the kitchen to prepare some hot ones."

Yin He shook his head, "No need, just fall over."

The little emperor was a little flustered, and grabbed Yin He's hand tightly, "Uncle He, I really like you, I just want to be with you."

Yinhe pulled out his hand, "The emperor is sixteen years old, after the spring test, we will arrange a grand draft!"

"Uncle He!" The little emperor stared wide-eyed.

Yinhe stood up, his lips were still numb, no need to think, they must be red and swollen, he said coldly: "Your country lacks a queen, and your throne lacks a stable guarantee from the court."

"Uncle He!"

Yin He ignored him, and said to himself: "The Right Prime Minister Qi Mushi is still neutral, and behind him is General Wei'an as his son-in-law—"

"Uncle He!"

"His son, Qi Wen, is also a general of the frontier fortress. After the autumn test this year, he can be named a general. The Qi family has one son and two daughters, and a youngest daughter—"

"Uncle He!"

"Although she can't be called national beauty, she is gentle and virtuous, and understands the general principles. It is rare to have an indomitable heart. She is the best candidate for the empress."

"Uncle He!" The little emperor interrupted many times, Yin He never stopped, Yan Gui no longer cared about the image of an emperor, walked over to hug Yin He's leg, "Uncle He, I was wrong! I was wrong! "

"Yan Gui shouldn't have left the world alone, talking nonsense that made Uncle He angry!" Seeing that Yin He was about to go to the secret road, the little emperor seemed determined to ignore him, "Uncle He, Yan Gui was wrong, Uncle He !"

"Uncle He, I won't marry, okay, I won't dare again!"

"Uncle He, Yan Gui is wrong!"

The little emperor was already crying more and more miserable, and he was about to startle the people outside the hall, Yin He was afraid that if he ignored him at this time, he would definitely run to the National Master Tower later, if he didn't give an explanation today, he would definitely not give up.

Yinhe sighed inwardly, this was something he was used to when he was young.

Yin He turned around, "When you were 12 years old, you kissed me, I thought you were not sensible and didn't criticize too much, but I don't want you to hug me when you were 14 years old..."

Yin He couldn't continue, his old face turned red inexplicably, it was the little emperor's first wet dream, and it stayed on his lap, he coughed, and changed the subject, "I had already reprimanded you at that time, thinking you Knowing what to do and what not to do!"

"Two years have passed, but you haven't improved at all!"

Yin He became more and more angry as he spoke, pointing to the nose of the little emperor who was still kneeling on the ground and hugging his calf tightly, "You still say such irresponsible words! Do you think that what I said before was for nothing? !"

"Uncle He, I like you," the little emperor said sullenly, "I won't leave, I won't leave, I will govern the world well."

The little emperor raised his head, his eyes were red and tearful, "Uncle He, Yan Gui was wrong, I shouldn't be rude to you. But I don't want a queen, I don't want a draft!"

Yin He lowered his eyes, but avoided the eyes of the little emperor, "I didn't want to choose a wife for you because I was angry because of your rudeness."

"I've been planning this matter for a long time, and it's a move I have to take." Yin He paused, "After the autumn exam this year, Qi Wen will be promoted to general, and the daughter of the Qi family will be crowned queen."

"Uncle He!" The little emperor felt heartbroken.

Yinhe broke away from the powerless little emperor and hurried back to the secret path.

Someone outside the hall heard the sound inside and rushed in, only to see the lord of the country kneeling on the ground with tears on his face, no longer a half emperor.

"emperor!"

The 16-year-old young emperor stood up and remained silent for a long time. Finally, his eyes fell on the jade cup. He walked over and drank all the soup in the jade cup in one gulp.

"Crack!" The jade cup was shattered violently, shattering all over the marble floor tiles.

The little emperor closed his eyes, "From now on, there is no need to send this soup."

The mother on the side persuaded: "Your Majesty, don't make fun of your own dragon body!"

There were shouts from all around, "Your Majesty, the dragon's body is the most important thing!"

The little emperor waved away the crowd and sat on the edge of the bed, wanting to go to the secret passage, but his feet stopped working.

He suddenly recalled that when he was 12 years old, he ran to the National Teacher Tower, led a crane to lie on the desk, closed his eyes, and fell asleep.

There was light coming in from outside the tower, and it happened to hit Yinhe's pale face. For some reason, he felt itchy in his heart, so he moved closer and kissed from the corner of his brow to his lips. Wake up and lead the crane.

Yinhe didn't say anything, just told him, "Little turtle, don't do this in the future."

However, when the seeds of desire had already been planted, he couldn't help cultivating and nourishing them with the most fertile soil in his heart.Desire grew wildly, and quickly filled every inch and every ounce of his body.Every time he sees Yinhe, his blood is screaming wildly, "Fall him down!" "Kiss him!" "Hold him!"

Finally, one day, he cheated and stayed in the National Teacher Pagoda, using the excuse of praying for the people, but he couldn't make it through the night, Yinhe felt sorry for him, and said that it was fine if he wanted it, so he let him go to bed with him.

The source of desire was beside him, exuding a seductive aura, the little emperor didn't understand anything at that time.

Taking advantage of Yinhe's falling asleep, he turned around, put his arms around Yinhe lightly, and slowly leaned under him.

When Yinhe woke up, he was a little flustered, listening to Yinhe's reprimand, seeing that his things were still left on Yinhe's clean thigh, he shamelessly raised the small flag again.

But he didn't dare to speak, Yinhe was still angry.

His eyes were red pitifully, and he called "Uncle He" a few times.Half of Yinhe's anger disappeared, this is a magic weapon he has used since he was a child, even if it is like this, it can still make Yinhe not angry.

The little emperor was very proud at the time.He told Yinhe that it was his first time, he didn't understand, and he won't in the future.

Yinhe's anger disappeared, she tidied up, and made a quilt to cover herself.The little emperor hugged Yinhe happily through the quilt.

But it wasn't his first time, and certainly, it wouldn't be his last.

It's just that except for that one time, many times before and after, they were just facing a illusory figure in dreams, fantasies, and air.

Yan Gui sat on the bed, kissed Yinhe's lips again after two years, it was exactly the same as he imagined, even better, that feeling of heart palpitations was rare in this life.

"Uncle He..."

Yan Gui grabbed the bottom of himself, fell on the dragon bed, and began to behave as usual again. In his mind, an empty figure kissed him passionately, and his gentle voice was somewhat ambiguous, "Little turtle!"

"Uncle He!"

Yan Gui shouted out, panting slightly, his eyes were a little blank.

He has never felt for a moment that he is so useless, such a failure, that he needs a strange woman in order to stabilize the throne.

Yinhe is for the world, but the world will not thank him.

He wanted to lead the crane, but the reason for the crane was for the world.

The author has something to say: poor little emperor. .