Dressed as a sickly villain and survived by farming

After a sound of cloth rubbing against each other, Zhao Huai's lapels were slightly opened, and the flush spread from the tips of his ears down his neck to his chest.

Duan Rongshu blushed when he saw it, "Why... It's like I did something to you."

Zhao Huai clenched his wrist tightly, "Did you do nothing? Did you not want to be responsible to me?"

Duan Rongshu, "I'm just touching your chest muscles."

Proper fitness attracts the opposite sex, excessive fitness attracts the same sex, isn't it normal?

Zhao Huai looked at him, the veins in his arms swelled up, as if he was enduring something, "I am a man who upholds male virtue, but Duan Qing doesn't want to take responsibility for everything."

Duan Rongshu: What did I eat! ! !

"If you think so, I can't help it."

Standard scumbag quotes.

Zhao Huai rushed forward and grabbed his face, "Little bastard, I'll give you another chance to say it again!"

Duan Rongshu put aside this topic and asked, "Why does Your Majesty want Yuan Gui to pass on such words?"

Isn't he ashamed of this play?

"what?"

"Just don't think about playing tricks, don't even think about escaping His Majesty's palm..."

Duan Rongshu buried his head in the quilt as he spoke, unable to figure out how he thought of such shameful words.

Zhao Huai pinched the back of his neck, once and again.

"That way there will be less gossip."

For example, when Xueshi Wang was hot-eyed back then, there would always be people who didn't have long-sighted people and used Meishang's words to slander Duan Rongshu. One or two could stop them, but what if there were more people?

Duan Rongshu knew what Zhao Huai meant.

No matter what era, special and rare things will become weapons used by so-called normal people to attack others.

The judging criteria are created by this group, but why should this system be used to imprison others?

If you don't get the approval of the public, you will get prejudice, and most of the prejudice is driven by interests.

If you want to change the prejudice of these people, you have to hook their interests.

Zhao Huai wanted to protect him with his bad reputation.

Duan Rongshu was silent for a while, "Did Your Majesty never expect that there would be more rumors like this?"

Zhao Huai, "..."

Zhao Huai touched his head, "Is Duan Qing afraid? Are you afraid that others will spread our gossip?"

"Not afraid."

If after a while, Duan Rongshu would not have said such firm words even if he was beaten to death.

Zhao Huai got closer and closer, "Duan Qing really made me happy, so it would be nice to stay with me again, as soon as you leave me, I'll be flustered."

Zhao Huai's tea talk is somewhat true, but it's not flustered, but irritable.

Inexplicably, Duan Rongshu thought of nobleman Qi's face: Your majesty, are you still flustered after hearing the concubine's heart?

Duan Rongshu swallowed, "May I help you listen?"

Zhao Huai posted it and whispered in his ear, "Although Duan Qing is only 18, I really can't help it, can I kiss you?"

Duan Rongshu: ...Donkey, you really believe it.

But I'm not going to tell him the truth.

Thinking that Zhao Huai was quite miserable, Duan Rongshu went straight to meet him. Last time he was so passive in his dream, but now he is startled in reality.

Duan Rongshu hugged Zhao Huai's neck, and pressed his soft thin lips.

Zhao Huai grabbed the back of his head directly, pressed it up fiercely, and pried open the gap between his lips, so that Duan Rongshu could only weakly open his lips to meet...

The robe was messy, the blue hair was scattered, Duan Rongshu panted lightly with his red lips open, his heart was beating wildly, and seeing the person in front of him still tightly holding his waist, his face was so red, he wanted to press on him again .

Duan Rongshu pushed him, "Your Majesty, no more..."

Zhao Huai kissed the side of his neck, once and again.

Duan Rongshu couldn't help but curled up his toes, wondering whether he was stunned or not, and couldn't help complaining, "Why are you so endless again?"

Zhao Huai rubbed his waist, "Again? When was the last time?"

Duan Rongshu's waist suddenly trembled, "It was the last time you chased me and gnawed on me."

Zhao Huai kept holding his hands, "Huh? How did I remember not chewing on you when I was chasing you?"

Duan Rongshu, whose brain was hypoxic, replied directly, "Isn't it the last time you chased me?"

"Oh?"

Duan Rongshu: ...

Oh hoo, the vest fell off.

Zhao Huai, "Duan Qing said that I am a big black dog?"

Duan Rongshu, "Why are you holding grudges so much? When did this happen?"

Zhao Huai buried himself in his neck, "Why didn't Duan Qing come to see me later?"

"..."

The unreasonable Duan Rongshu could only accept Zhao Huai's terms and was forced to stay here for two more days.

Duan Rongshu said sullenly, "It's all back now, uncle should be anxious if he doesn't go home, and I should go home and say something."

Zhao Huai patted him lightly, "I have made arrangements."

……

Rong Yi and Rong Jian were on their way home after work when they suddenly felt someone pointing fingers at him.

Rong Yi stepped forward and grabbed that person, "Do you have any opinions on me?"

The man kept shaking his head, "No, no,...you don't know?"

Rong Yi frowned, "Know what?"

That man is also a son of some family, and he is very courageous, "You are Lord Duan's uncle, right? I heard from my father that Lord Duan was robbed by His Majesty."

Rong Yi:? ? ?Stealing the house again?

Seeing that Rong Yi's complexion was not very good, Brother Younger comforted him, "My father is just a talker. It's normal for Lord Duan to be left in the palace to recuperate after being injured, isn't it?"

Rong Yi, "!!! What?"

Brother Young Master saw that he really didn't know at all, so he ran away secretly.

Rong Yi, "Brother!"

Rong Jian, "Second brother!"

"Take a trip!"

Rong Yi and Rong Jian stood outside the Meridian Gate. It was broad daylight outside, and the door was already closed.

Rong Yi got angry and asked the guard next to him, "The door is closed so early? I want to see the emperor!"

The doorman should have been ordered by someone, and he was very respectful to them, "Master Rong, don't embarrass the little one."

Rong Yi stepped forward and knocked on the door, "Open the door, open the door! You have the ability to snatch my baby, and you have the ability to open the door!"

As a result, the door really opened, Yuan Gui smiled obsequiously, "Oh, why are you here?"

Rong Yi calmed down a little, "Please pass it on for me, father-in-law. I'll take Rong Shu home."

"Oh, don't you want a baby? Come!"

Yuan Gui lifted Zhao Qian from behind to Rong Yi like he was hugging Simba.

"Your Majesty said that this is a hostage, Lord Duan will go back when he is in good health."

Rong Yi, "..."