Chapter 38: Faint Little Emperor 8-9

After Luo Bai left, he went to the cold for several days and didn't think about it. He felt that the dishes made by other royal chefs were not good, and it was better to be delicious than Luo Bai.
Big A came back after drinking the nutrient solution, and saw that he couldn’t help but vomit: "I don't know how to be blessed in the blessing."
Zhao Ze is also very upset. I really don't understand when the little emperor was deeply rooted in Luo Bai.
When he lectures in the afternoon, he does not have the education of traces. For the monarchs, he should focus on the community. Don't indulge in personal feelings, and don't love one person alone.
Hey, what is he talking about? Zhao Ze suddenly put down the book, and some want to knock on his own head.
Xiang Han also looked awkward, some strangely looked at him, said: "Zhao Qing, stumbled that the rain is exposed, but no one in the harem."
Zhao Ze instantly stopped, the first reaction was that the little emperor wanted to choose the election. This is not a bad thing, but...
Somehow in his heart, he was a little bored. He asked: "Which majesty, what kind of son?"
Silly eyes to the cold, and then waved again and again: "Zhao Qing misunderstood, but it is just casual."
Zhao Ze sighed and was uncomfortable at the same time. Looking at the attitude of the little emperor, it should be that Luo Bai has not been put down.
When he can be treated, how can the little emperor let go of it, and it’s the turn of Luo Bai’s thoughts?
Zhao Ze’s heart was in a burst of sorrow. When the little emperor liked him, he avoided it. Now the little emperor is hurt by others, and he seems to be... very uncomfortable.
Zhao Ze didn't hold back this time. He really knocked on his head. After knocking it out, he found that the little emperor was kneeling on the table and looked awkward.
In order to let the little emperor forget Luo Bai as soon as possible, Zhao Ze suggested holding a fall. One can disperse the heart, and the second emperor practiced riding for half a year. The acceptance was the result.
I have never participated in such activities since I was cold, and I was a little excited.
When I arrived at the hunting ground, I swept a few eyes to the cold, and I immediately saw the few children who had said bad things in the restaurant. The appearance of these few people, he remembered for a long time.
Seeing their faces excited and eager to try, they snorted to the cold and privately told the guards: "Wait for the few kids, and a rabbit is not allowed to hunt."
At this time, Zhao Ze wore a long sword and walked over in an armored suit. Seeing the little emperor staring at the group of young scholars, he couldn’t help but flash a dark man in his eyes. He blocked his gaze and said: "Your majesty, the paddock is already laid, and you can start."
Seeing him to the cold, his eyes could not help but brighten. Zhao Ze’s dress is really extraordinary. A bright black armor, the facial features of the lining seem to be more three-dimensional, the face lines are a lot harder. At this time, his thin lips were scornful, his eyes were darker and deeper, and the past elegant moments were gone. Instead, they were straight and strong.
I couldn’t help but sway to the cold.
Zhao Ze saw that he was attracted by himself. He was inexplicably happy. He couldn’t help but smile and smiled. "Hey?"
Returning to the cold moment, busy rushing to order.
Liang Wang had just been released from house arrest a few days ago and is also accompanying. However, he deducted the hunting on the grounds of physical inconvenience and only watched it.
At this time, he stood in front of the camp, seeing the emaciated little emperor in his former feelings and self-confidence, the heroic and refreshing look of the horse, the ministers and the guards gathered around, and the heart could not help but burn.
Once upon a time, he was only one step away from this honor. When he was a prince, Song Han was just an unbeatable emperor. Why did he take away everything?
Liang Wang still does not want to believe in his own life. He stubbornly believes that the assistant minister has falsified the emperor's legacy. The three men took themselves down to the throne for power.
He should recapture all this, he is the emperor.
When I turned to the cold and took over the bows and arrows that the guards handed, I suddenly felt a chill behind me, and looked back at the subconscious.
Liang Wang was not able to prevent it, and his eyes suddenly slammed, his face could not help but change, but he quickly recovered respect.
I chilled for a moment, then deliberately turned the horse's head, and cared for it in front of Liang Wang, and then said with enthusiasm: The emperor's body is inconvenient, and he will hunt down what he is going to do.
The surrounding ministers have been amazed, and they have a deep affection, and Liang Wang is extremely respectful.
Liang Wang’s surface was touched, thank you, and almost vomited in my heart, I can’t wait to tear the face of the little emperor’s smile.
After the disappointment, Wang Liang, satisfied with the horse, went to the hunting ground, and after the people who followed him dispersed, he approached Zhao Ze and whispered: "Zhao Qing, just now Liang Wang stared at the hair, he would not think Do you want to do something on the autumn?"
Zhao Ze replied sideways: "Under the squat, Liang Wang has no action recently. But he did want to start, but then gave up. It is probably that Qiu Jun is defensive and too easy to be discovered. He is cautious and will not easily expose himself.

"Who said that he hasn't acted recently?" Frown frowning at the cold, not pleasing to the eye: "I heard that many people in Chang'an have been talking about it recently, saying that it is a great joy and a loss for the people to go to the sea."
Zhao Ze frowned. He has already arrested the people who spoke the words. How did the little emperor still know?
"He has just been released from house arrest, and he is embarrassed by the people. It is better to let him stay in the palace."
Zhao Ze Shen asked: "Your Majesty is thinking..."
"He is not in the autumn, let's help him." Xiang Han said something unscrupulous.
This ‘we’ have greatly pleased Zhao Ze, and if they let go, he would not agree. But at this time, seeing the little emperor's face was very high-spirited. He almost never thought about it. He raised his eyebrow and said, "Okay."
Qiu Jin should have been going on for half a month, but after playing for a few days in the cold, he reprimanded a few soldiers who had not been hunted, and they planned to return.
So, it didn't take long for the cold to suddenly be assassinated while hunting, and Zhao Ze hit the back to the camp.
Waiting for the doctor to enter the camp, and pretending to leave after the bitterness, he suddenly opened his eyes to the cold, frowning and looking at Zhao Ze, who was cheeky.
Ben is good at acting. According to the original plan, the guard should be brought back by him. But why is Zhao Ze so nervous, not holding him back?
"Zhao Qing, I don't think you looked wrong, but what happened?" He couldn't help asking.
Zhao Ze Wei Wei, then shook his head and said: "No."
Although he knew that it was a fake, he could see the moment when the little emperor ‘zhong’ arrow, he still did not come to a fluster, and he could not help but hold him back.
"Oh." He sighed when he was cold, and thought it was a fake.
After the emperor's assassination, Qiu Mi immediately stopped and returned to the palace on the night. Liang Wang looked at the direction of the account, and his heart was inexplicably uneasy.
After returning to the palace, the little emperor has been ‘stunned.’
When the Guards rushed into Liang Wangfu, Liang Wang was not surprised. He did intend to start on the autumn, but he thought about it and felt that the timing was not mature enough to finally give up. After all, he has not fully controlled the Northwest Army, and Zhao Bingzhang is still alive.
However, the hand is too hasty, it is inevitable to leave traces. I want to know what the little emperor knows, so I will count it.
Liang Wang’s heart was unwilling, but he quickly calmed down. When he collects his hand in time, even if it is found, it will not be any strong evidence. So in addition to asking to see the cold, he said nothing.
The ban had to enclose the Liangwang House and no one was allowed to enter or leave.
Other people can't help Liang Wang, Zhao Taifu is different. He knows that Liang Wang is not the blood of the emperor. He knows that the other party dared to stab the emperor and directly distributed it to the imperial tomb. He is the assistant minister and can act on behalf of the emperor when necessary.
Xiang Hanzheng licked the chicken feet in the sleeping palace. After hearing about this incident, he threw the chicken feet and lay back on the dragon bed and opened his eyes weakly.
After Zhao Taifu came, he saw his face pale, and he burst into tears and groaned in front of the dragon bed: "The old minister is sorry for the emperor..."
Lifting the weak paws to the cold, seeing the oily light on it, and taking care of the sequelae of cleansing, quickly squatting on the dragon bed, then sighed out and said: "Old, teacher, I heard that... cough I heard that the emperor..."
Lao Taifu quickly stepped forward and said with relief: "Your Majesty is relieved, Liang Wang is not in the right position, and he intends to murder his Majesty. The old minister has been sent to the Imperial Tomb, and he will soon be there."
To the cold, I shook my head and tried to say: "Teacher, emperor, emperor and embarrassed... After all, it is a brother, and it is too bitter to guard the emperor's tomb. Just, let's hang the Liang Wangfu."
The Emperor Gaoling of the Huangling Mountain was far away, and he left the King of Liang. He didn’t know when he ran, but he still had to be relieved in front of him.
Zhao Taifu saw the envy and disappointment of the elder brother in the eyes of the little emperor. His heart could not help but sigh. His majesty was too generous.
Seeing that the cold is still stupid for the consideration of Liang Wang, he can not wait to tell the other party immediately, Liang Wang is not your brother-in-law. But when he thought of the emperor, he finally gave up.
After the ban on Liang Wang, Zhao Ze was completely on the ship of the little emperor. After all, it was almost his manipulation of the blame, and even the little emperor pretended to be in a coma, all of which he helped to cover up.
After seeing his father leave, Zhao Ze sighed deeply. If this is a year ago, he will not be able to do anything in this way. If Zhao Taifu knew what he had done these days, he must have told him to read the sages into the dog's stomach.
After waking up to the cold, it didn't take long before I jumped again and again. Without Liang Wang secretly making the blind, he just vacated his hand to deal with the southwestern turmoil. In fact, he does not need to do anything with him, mainly because Zhao Ze is doing it.
After all, the task of the task is to help Zhao Ze become a generation of famous ministers, he can not be replaced.
Zhao Ze went to the southwest as a supervisor. After half a year, the southwest military commander died of illness. The new generals were not promoted to the cold, and Zhao Ze was directly placed on behalf of the military commander.
Zhao Zewen Wu Shuangquan, in the original plot, he turned to the Liangwang, he led the Northwest Army and became a great help for Liang Wang. Now the northwestern army has Wang Jun, and he has to kick him to the southwest.
Two years later, Zhao Zeping settled in the southwest, led the army to triumph, and greeted the cold door out of the city gate.
Zhao Ze was wearing a silver-colored armor and pulling the reins slowly to the gate. I haven't seen it for two years. He has a lot of face and a lot of black, but he is still handsome.
When he got to the bottom of the city gate, he suddenly looked up and looked at the familiar figure that grew taller. He smiled slowly and looked at countless thoughts.
Standing on the wall of the cold, just bowed his head, and when he was in sight, his heart was inexplicably inexplicable.
I whispered to the cold, but I thought about it again. This is the route of Ming Jun. I saw the love that won the victory. It seems normal to be excited.
He quickly walked down the wall, accepted Zhao Ze’s bowing, and then took him to sit on his own drive, and the two returned to the palace together.
The accompanying minister saw this scene, and his expression was a little surprised.
Zhao Daren settled in the southwest, and he was very versatile, and he was very arrogant. Probably also worried about this, Zhao Taifu had completely decentralized half a month ago, and he was at home.
However, his actions just now can be regarded as the face of Zhao Daren, but I don’t know... This is a move or a kill.
The group of ministers privately speculated, but did not know that in the drive, Zhao Ze has already held the hand of the little emperor, staring at the other side, can not wait to hold the other side into his arms.
After leaving Chang'an, the most unbearable thing for him was that he could not see the little emperor. The southern folk customs are open. He has seen many brothers and sisters in the past few years, and gradually understood his own intentions towards the little emperor. At this time, seeing people who think about it day and night, how can he not be excited?
I was hurt by the hand bones that were caught in the cold. I earned two times and didn’t make it. I was shocked to see that the other’s palms were getting hotter and hotter. I couldn’t help but look up and say:
Zhao Qing?

Hearing the long-lost name, Zhao Ze couldn't help but scream. After returning to God, the tighter the hand, the softer the voice: "Chen."
Shaking to the cold, carefully lifting the dragon claws, said: "Zhao Qing, his hand is broken."
Zhao Ze instantly broke his hand as if he had an electric shock. He finally remembered their identity, remembered that the monarch and minister were different, and there was a bit of pain in his eyes.
From the realization that he likes the little emperor, the identity problem is like a shackle that binds him, so that he does not dare to have the mind of Yuechi. The words that once taught the little emperor have become a great irony.
He taught that he couldn't be a good man, and he couldn't be lucky. But in the end, he himself liked his majesty.
The gentleness in Zhao Ze’s eyes suddenly cooled, and the people became extremely calm, even with the traces of the small emperor.
Some doubts in the cold heart, but did not think much.
Going back to the palace, I was rewarded with a big slogan, and then announced that I would hold a banquet for the public.
Under the guidance of Tai Fu, Xiang Han is now able to handle political affairs skillfully. Relying on the news provided by Wang Jun, he changed the generals of the Western Army to the majority of the generals. In addition, Zhao Taifu gave up his power in time, and now in the court, the cold is a big power.
As for the folks, after the completion of the compilation of the Dictionary, Zhao Taifu vigorously preached that this is the result of his eagerness to study the world. In the two years before the cold, with the help of the system, the rice cultivation technology of Daqi was improved, and the yield was improved a lot.
Therefore, both the reader and the people are highly respected for the cold. In the past two years, Liang Wang’s glory has not only failed to lead the cold to the faint road, but he has become more and more famous.
The banquet was held at night, and Zhao Ze used his free time to return to his home. He soon learned the movements of the two years.
After listening to the report of the confidant, he felt a sense of emotion in his heart, and lost again. His little emperor grew up, but he no longer needs him everywhere.
The only thing that made him feel comfortable was that the little emperor had not chosen the election in these years, and there was no male pet around him.
In the evening, I went to the palace to attend the banquet. I watched the graceful dancers. He sipped a glass of wine. Some thoughts of depression: Why are there no ones around these years? Didn't like it, or still read Luo Bai?
Looking at the cold, Zhao Ze stared at the dancers in the field, secretly pouting, and spit in the heart: only two and a half years in the army, I saw the woman’s eyes straight, no interest.
He was a little depressed and drank a glass of wine. He looked up and saw that the other person was still watching. He couldn’t help but grind another tooth. Unexpectedly, in this world, Zhao Ze was so romantic, but fortunately he wisely chose to develop the monarchy.
It is obvious that the lucky thing, after thinking about the cold, I feel a burning sensation.
It must have been drunk, he secretly thought, completely ignored that is the heart, not the stomach.
Thinking about it, he poured a few cups until the stomach also sent a burning sensation, and then stopped and squinted at Zhao Ze.
Zhao Ze just looked at him, and both of them were a glimpse. Then they went to the cold and said, "Zhao Qing, you, you come up, you are very curious about the southwest style... You are here to tell me."

Zhao Ze saw that he was drunk, and he should have helped him to rest. But the little emperor was fainting at the cheeks, looking at him with his eyes blurred, just like the newlywed wife was watching the husband, so that he could not say anything to refuse.
When he approached, he took a ritual and then went to the little emperor's ear and said, "I am drunk, and the court will help you to go back to rest?"
Looking at the familiar deep eyes, the ghost made a slight nod and said, "Well, Zhao Qing is going back and forth, and I want to talk to Zhao Qingbing tonight."
Zhao Ze’s eyes were slightly dark, and the little emperor was lifted with selfishness. Then he avoided the eunuch’s hand and walked halfway through the palace.
After the emperor left the court, the group of ministers gradually let go, and the drink was more enjoyable.
After Zhao Ze was away from the noise, he directly swayed the little emperor and looked at him like a wife.
The attendant who followed him looked up inadvertently, and his expression was a horror.
Zhao Ze glanced at them and his eyes were full of warnings. Everyone immediately bowed their heads, as if nothing had happened.
In addition to being stunned when he was just picked up, he quickly adapted to this rhythm of swaying and slowly closed his eyes and slept.
Into the bedroom, Zhao Ze gently put him on the dragon bed. But the cold was still awakened, he quickly sat up, and some looked at it with a stunned look, seemingly did not quite understand how he returned to this.
Looking at his confused appearance, Zhao Ze’s heart is more and more loved.
He turned and looked at the attendant who followed closely. He didn't know why. He bent down and said to Xiang Han: "Isn't you wanting to talk to the minister with a candle? It's better to let the idlers wait for the first time."
To the cold finally picked up the previous memory, busy saying: "Yes, you should first retreat."
The attendants looked at each other and carefully retired.
When I finished the sentence to the cold, I sat on the edge of the dragon bed and slept again and again.
Zhao Ze turned back and saw this scene, and his heart was helpless and affectionate. He ordered the palace lady to send hot water, and gently acted to help the little emperor wipe the body.
Woke up twice in the middle of the cold. After seeing Zhao Ze, ‘哼哼’ closed his eyes again and rested.
When Zhao Ze saw it, his heart could not help but overflowed with joy and a little embarrassment. He did not expect that after a lapse of two years, the little emperor still trusted him so much that he did not raise suspicion to him.
Before seeing the little emperor, Zhao Ze sometimes couldn't help thinking about it. Now he is holding the military power, and he will fight for it. Will he be jealous of himself and suspect himself?
When he returned home in the daytime, Zhao Taifu also told him that he should be careful when talking in the court in the future.
However, at this time, compared with the trust of the little emperor, how ridiculous his own concerns are.
Zhao Ze puts the movements softer and rubs them to the lips. The little emperor has always been spoiled and precious in the palace. The skin is much whiter than usual, so the lips are more blushing and full.
Zhao Ze couldn't help but touch it with his thumb. The soft touch made his heart slightly shocked and his throat was dry. His eyes could not help but be full of aggression, patrolling the other's face, and finally staying between his lips.
There is a voice in my mind that is constantly confusing: once, just once, squatting down, there is no other person in the sleeping hall, will not be discovered...
The screaming sound is getting louder and louder, and Zhao Ze seems to be able to hear the heartbeat mixed and continually tapping in the ear.
He licked his sweaty hand and silently warned himself, once...
Thinking this way, he finally leaned over and slowly ran into the blush.
The soft touch made him feel uncomfortable, and his heart beat violently. He felt that he seemed to be standing still, and the next moment would be like the other person.
He reached for the dragon bed and closed his eyes intoxicated. After a gentle touch, he carefully explored the tip of his tongue and traced the soft lips of the other side.
The touch is as beautiful as the imagination, with a hint of wine. Zhao Ze’s brain roared and his body gradually became hot, and he couldn’t help but want to learn more.
He directly contained the lips of the little emperor, and tried to suck. When he saw that he did not wake up, he became more and more mad, and he tipped his tongue into the mouth of the other party.
In the cold night, I only care about drinking, and I didn’t eat much. At this time, my stomach was empty and I felt a little hungry. I don't know what he dreamed of, he noticed that there was a soft thing in his mouth, and he bit his mouth.
Zhao Ze suddenly suffered, and hurriedly withdrew, then pouted and looked nervously at the cold. Seeing the other party did not wake up, he suddenly relieved, the subconscious moved his tongue, and the result was a sting.
Looking at the little emperor who was still in his sleep and couldn't help but grin, he couldn't help but feel helpless.