Quick Wear: The Crazy Lord God is again training the sweet host

Chapter 145 The Delicate Little Emperor Is So Unruly (26)

He fell to his knees with a thump, and his head hit the ground with a loud bang.

"I didn't see anything, Your Majesty, please spare my life!"

Xingchen villains are the first to complain.

"Uncle, look at you. You scared the old man."

Wen Luo pinched his roundness with his big hand. Xing Chen felt itchy, pouting his mouth, frowning, and clenching his fist as if to hit him.

The soft and cute little appearance made Wen Luo couldn't help laughing.

"Eunuch Fu, get up."

"Your Majesty, please spare my life, Your Majesty, please spare my life..."

Xingchen's voice is gentle and pleasant.

"Who said I wanted to kill you? I know that my mother often asks you questions. Today, I just want to tell you that there are some things that should be said and some things that should not be said. Eunuch Fu is an old man in the palace. He should know his limits, right?"

"I know, I know, this old slave knows."

"Eunuch Fu's family is now in Kyoto. I heard that his parents, brother, sister-in-law, and nephew are living in harmony and happiness. I am very pleased. Eunuch Fu, rest assured that I and the Regent will protect you. You and your family will live a long and healthy life."

Eunuch Fu raised his head from the ground.

Serving the emperor is like serving a tiger. Since he has served Xiao Shen for many years, he must be a very smart person.

What a smart person should know most is when to shut up, when to speak, and which side to choose.

"Your Majesty, I will keep my mouth shut and protect Your Majesty and the prince, and not let even a single word leak out."

Xingchen was very satisfied.

Eunuch Fu's situation is actually the same as that of the Zhao family. If Xing Chen has no one to rely on, they will have another better choice.

But as long as the Regent stands by his side, he will be the only way.

Otherwise, it will be self-destruction.

"Eunuch Fu is careful and thoughtful. I trust him."

"Thank you, Your Majesty. I will never let Your Majesty down."

Xing Chen was being held by the Regent around the waist at this moment, his clothes were a little messy, but still intact, his body was wet, and his eyes and eyebrows showed lustful expressions.

Wen Luo was reluctant to let go, but he also knew that it was time to go.

He suppressed his reluctance and pecked Xingchen's lips.

"Your Majesty, I will go back first."

Xing Chen hummed softly, with obvious reluctance in his eyes.

Wen Luo carried him to the chair, squatted on the ground, hooked his arms around his neck and kissed him for a long time, then he got up and left with a determined heart.

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The days passed.

Xing Chen asked Eunuch Fu to stick a piece of red paper on the head of his bed. The first thing he did when he got up every day was to use a brush to write one stroke of the correct character.

He was counting every day since Wen Luo left.

Sometimes, Xing Chen would feel in a trance that a long time had passed. He sat behind the desk in the imperial study and felt that it was a long time ago that Wen Luo hugged him and kissed him.

But looking back, only a few days had passed.

The days of separation passed by like a snail.

On the tenth day of August, the palace beauty pageant began.

Queen Mother Zhao always ensured quality and quantity in her work.

She sets a date, and no matter how tight the time is, she can still get things done successfully.

Xing Chen felt that she suffered from the gender constraints of feudal society. If she were a man, she would be much more suitable to be an emperor than Xiao Shen's father.

He was definitely a wise ruler, and I wonder how many of his great achievements will be recorded in history books.

Xing Chen sat in the hall conscientiously, watching the young girls standing outside the door one by one, lowering their eyes shyly.

The eunuch announced the girls' surnames and families one by one.

Xing Chen didn't listen much, but paid attention to the implied meaning of what Queen Mother Zhao said to him.

After the audition, he did a very good job as a tool and kept all the people that Queen Dowager Zhao wanted to choose.

Queen Mother Zhao laughed so hard that her mouth reached her ears.

After the selection was completed, the chosen beauties were personally sent back by the palace maids to spend one last reunion with their families.

On the 15th day of August, the palace was decorated with lights and lanterns. Queen Dowager Zhao set up a reunion banquet in the palace and invited concubines from all the palaces to enjoy the moon together.

Xing Chen saw Xiao Shen’s concubines for the first time.

They possess a tranquility rarely seen in women in the harems of all dynasties; it is not the coldness of a stagnant pool of water, but a kind of lively indifference.

Xing Chen was a little surprised.

From them, he saw that Xiao Shen might not be a very good husband, but he was a very good friend.

He did not give them children, nor did he favor them, but he taught them to live their own lives in the lonely palace.

These noble ladies were accustomed to living in large mansions.

After entering the palace, if there were no open or secret struggles, you would just leave your parents and live in a different place.

If Xiao Shen gave them the freedom to move around, and considering that the palace was so big and everyone was of similar age, they might be happier than living at home before.

When the concubines saw Xing Chen, they all saluted with a smile.

Then he sat down in his seat politely.

Queen Mother Zhao sat next to Xing Chen, her eyes sweeping across their faces one by one, inevitably revealing a hint of sadness in her eyes.

Xing Chen knew that she was thinking about Xiao Shen.

After Xiao Shen left the palace, Xing Chen never asked Queen Mother Zhao about his whereabouts again.

He didn't even ask about Xiao Shen's life or death, and Queen Dowager Zhao also tacitly never mentioned it.

Since Xiao Shen wanted to fly out of the palace, Xing Chen hoped that he would have no worries and be clean.

The sound of stringed instruments was heard nearby, and the dancers danced to the music.

The clear aged osmanthus wine has just been dug out from the ground, and the cap still has the fragrance of the soil under the tree. It is poured into the enamel wine bottle and shines brightly.

The garden is filled with the aroma of wine.

As each glass of wine flowed, the atmosphere at the table gradually became more lively.

The concubines spoke more and came over to toast Queen Mother Zhao affectionately, but Xing Chen, who was standing aside, was somewhat ignored.

This made Xing Chen feel much more at ease.

As soon as a full moon rose in the sky, Xing Chen took his leave to Queen Dowager Zhao.

Queen Mother Zhao was already a little tipsy. She looked at the table of women and did not stop him, allowing him to go back.

Xing Chen held a small pot of osmanthus wine in his right hand and a wine glass in his left hand. Under the bright moonlight, he walked along the long corridor of the palace wall and staggered back to his own bedroom.

Every festive occasion makes me miss...my man.

Wenluo, where are you now?

As for the affairs of Southern Xinjiang, Kyoto can only explore the edges of the region, but not the inner parts.

Wen Luo didn't know whether he was being cautious or something, but he didn't ask anyone to send the letter back.

Xing Chen felt a little regretful.

He was afraid that if he hadn't given enough sweet treats that day, his regent wouldn't have remembered it so much.

Maybe I should let him tear his clothes.

You see, if you want them to tear it apart now, they won’t be around for the time being.

Xingchen was drinking as he walked.

After drinking half a jar of wine, the anger in his heart grew stronger.

After returning to the bedroom, Xing Chen asked Eunuch Fu to drive all the serving maids and old women to the front hall.

He asked Eunuch Fu to come closer to his ear and whispered a few words to him.

Upon hearing this, Eunuch Fu left in a hurry, then hurried back after a while, and then stood alone in the corridor of the bedroom, quietly guarding the room.

The moonlight was shining brightly across the palace courtyard, mixed with the shadows of the branches of flowers, which swayed slightly in the breeze.

The night was so quiet that even the tiny insects flapping their wings among the flowers seemed to have fallen asleep.

At this moment, a misty shadow suddenly flashed from the shadow of the flower wall.

Except for a leaf on the wall trembling slightly, there was no other movement.

When the black shadow appeared again, it had already landed in front of Eunuch Fu.

Even though Eunuch Fu was prepared, he was still shocked.

He covered his chest with his hands, making “gulp, gulp” sounds.

"Oh my Lord, you should have spoken up in advance. I was so scared that I almost lost my soul."

The person who came was Wen Luo.