EBE Chapter 136 The Delicate Little Emperor Is So Unruly (17)
Chapter 136 The Delicate Little Emperor Is So Unruly (17)
Wen Luo is now no different from a furious lion. It is already his limit that he can suppress his emotions and talk to her calmly.
But she didn't listen.
The moment the beauty pounced on him, Wen Luo raised his hand and threw her to the ground along with the quilt.
His voice was cold: "Why, do you think that I don't hit women?"
The beauty screamed and was finally awakened by the heavy fall. Knowing that saving her life was the most important thing, she no longer dared to dream of becoming a princess.
She was so frightened that she dared not say a word and ran out holding the quilt on her body with weak legs.
Wen Luo stood by the bed for a while, feeling irritated and collapsed.
But he still didn't give up.
So he turned around and called out to the door again: "Wei Rong."
"Your Majesty."
Wen Luo ordered: "Go find a young man."
He now suspects that he is a homosexual and that he likes men.
It's ok.
As long as it's human.
"......Yes."
Wei Rong felt extremely sad.
But no matter how outrageous the prince's order was, he would do his best to get it done.
So, a quarter of an hour later, a beautiful young man with gentle features and smooth skin was sent into the Wenluo room.
Wei Rong stood outside the door, looking up at the sky with a look of despair.
Just as he was trying to analyze how his own prince became a homosexual, Wen Luo's loud shout was heard again in the room.
"roll!"
Then the beautiful boy ran out of the room in panic.
Wei Rong: “…”
Uh.
Well, actually, being a homosexual is pretty good too.
Your Majesty, would you please reconsider this?
Wen Luo walked out with a cold face, but he was full of anger.
"Open the window and ventilate."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Wen Luo turned around and walked towards the bathroom next door again.
"Send me some more ice."
"..."
No, Your Majesty, why are you doing this?
Wen Luo soaked himself in the ice water again.
This time he leaned his head back against the tall edge of the bucket and no longer tried to fight his instincts.
Since you can't resist, just submit and enjoy it.
His long, slender fingers sank under the water and held himself.
Then he looked up at the tall beams on the roof with a confused look.
The beams were straight and slender, looking like long legs.
So beautiful.
Wen Luo slowly closed his eyes.
He let his desire take over his mind and the images in his head started to go crazy.
He returned to the imperial study and saw His Majesty lying on the gold-thread wood desk covered with memorials, with his pouty red mouth weakly open, sobbing until his breathing was intermittent.
Everything is going crazy.
The ice was melted by Wen Luo's body.
The cold water seemed to boil, and waves flowed out in circles, turning into black streams that spread out.
In the dim and damp room, it was like black claws invading the surroundings unscrupulously.
After that day, Wen Luo asked the witch doctor to get the poison out of his body no matter what.
The witch doctor was at a loss as to what to do.
He tried every possible method, but there was no trace of poison on Wen Luo's body.
But the regent insisted that he was poisoned.
The witch doctor had no choice but to continue looking for other solutions.
In fact, in his opinion, the Regent's condition was more like a trapped beast falling in love.
Of course, the Regent didn't tell us which net he had fallen into, and no one dared to ask.
Wen Luo went to the imperial study more and more frequently.
The Regent's followers were pleasantly surprised to find that their prince was more dedicated and ambitious than before.
Basically, his subordinates accompanied the emperor every time he met him.
Everyone can see that he did this in order to deepen his understanding of the emperor, learn about the emperor's movements as quickly as possible, and know both himself and the enemy.
The Regent is truly not afraid of hardship or fatigue.
He shuttled between the imperial palace and the prince's residence every day on hot summer days, working diligently. Whenever he had nothing to do, he would find something for everyone to report on their work in the imperial study so that he could better understand the situation.
Everyone was moved to tears.
After that day, Xing Chen became particularly calm when looking at the Regent who frequently appeared in front of him.
Sometimes he would pretend not to see people.
He didn't do anything extreme or say anything inexplicable.
He behaves in an impartial manner every day, and he and the Regent seem like the most normal monarch and subject.
Wen Luo stayed behind intentionally several times. When Xing Chen looked up and saw him, there was only a hint of surprise in his eyes, and he asked the emperor's uncle if there was anything else.
If Wen Luo was fine, he would start to chase people away with a smile.
If Wen Luo didn't move, he would let him stand or sit and then go about his own business.
Usually when he looked up again, Wen Luo was gone.
Obviously, the Regent still has some dignity to uphold and is unwilling to be an ignorant person.
Xingchen rolls happily on his bed every night.
He really liked seeing Wen Luo being so anxious and anxious but still pretending to be serious.
If you want compensation, I will do it later.
Now he was going to have a good time.
When Wen Luo really took it into his mouth, with Xing Chen's experience, he would no longer be able to play by himself.
By then, you will either be rolled into a ball or squeezed flat every day, and all you can do is cry and beg for mercy.
Now that I have the chance, I must tease Wenluo.
Xing Chen works diligently as his own little emperor.
He would go to Queen Mother Zhao's bedroom every night to have dinner with her, and tell her every detail of what the officials had reported that day.
In just a few days, Queen Mother Zhao had already trusted him to deal with so many ministers alone.
She began to try to throw the problems she had discovered to Xing Chen so that he could find solutions.
From small things to big ones, Queen Mother Zhao was delighted to find that Xing Chen could give her a satisfactory answer every time.
This son is like a gift from God to her.
On the 15th day of July, a thunderstorm started at dawn.
Thunderstorms come quickly and go away quickly.
After Xing Chen got up, he smelled the fresh air, went to the courtyard of the bedroom, looked at the wet road surface, and stretched lazily.
He thought that nothing would happen today. The roads were slippery due to the rain, and it was Ghost Festival, so the elders would not come to the palace unless there was something important.
Sure enough, the imperial study was quiet all morning.
After lunch, Xing Chen returned to his bedroom for a nap. Before he woke up, Eunuch Fu came in and woke him up.
Xing was in a deep sleep and when asked, he found out that he had been sleeping for more than an hour.
Eunuch Fu said that the Regent had been waiting in the imperial study for more than half an hour. Seeing that the emperor had not woken up yet, he woke him up.
Xing Chen yawned and asked, "Who is the Regent and?"
"Only the Regent."
A person?
Haha.
I guess all the elders found excuses not to go out today, so Wen Luo had to come alone.
Oh, he really feels like a long time since I last saw him.
He just loves me to death!
Xing Chen, holding a plate of freshly made lotus seed crystal cake, staggered towards the imperial study.
When he reached the door, he told Eunuch Fu not to follow him in. He walked over the high threshold alone and entered the imperial study.
Wen Luo waited until Xing Chen was almost next to him before he turned to look at him.
His face was cold and expressionless.
Xing Chen swallowed the crystal cake in his mouth, licked his lips lightly with the tip of his tongue, looked at Wen Luo in surprise and asked: "What kind of big event made the emperor's uncle go out today?"
Wen Luo stared at the red dot protruding from his lips, unable to take his eyes away. Seeing his tongue retract, he began to stare at the water stain on his red lips.