Quickly wear, the host has evil intentions

Lu Zhian was stunned for a moment, but did not resist.

Duan Ci's kiss was fierce, domineering and crazy. The tip of his tongue rolled into his mouth. He felt a little short of breath from the kiss, but Duan Ci had no intention of letting him go. His lips were bitten repeatedly until the smell of blood spread in their mouths, and then he was willing to stop.

Looking at Lu Zhian's lips that were swollen from his kiss, he pinched them with his fingers in a vicious way.

Lu Zhian was breathing slightly, his brows slightly furrowed in pain.

Seeing that he did not resist his kiss, Duan Ci moved his bony hands downwards and hooked his slender fingers around his belt. His black eyes stared straight at him, as if he wanted to see through his disguise.

Lu Zhian seemed to realize what he was about to do, and her eyelashes trembled slightly, but there was no resistance on her face. Instead, she met his gaze openly.

Duan Ci was a little unsure after seeing this. He didn't know whether Lu Zhian was pretending or really liked him.

But soon, his eyes turned cold again. He directly pulled off Lu Zhian's belt, and then he knew which one did it.

Lu Zhian really likes him and has no objection to being with him.

Originally, Duan Ci just wanted to test him, but the two people behind him had already started to get angry and they had to put it out.

After finishing, Duan Ci called for water to help him clean up.

The red dots on the white porcelain are like white snow and red plum blossoms, depicting a beautiful picture.

Duan Ci looked at his painting and felt very satisfied. He kissed Lu Zhian on the forehead.

"Zhi An, do you like me?"

He moved closer to Lu Zhian and breathed into his ear.

The warm breath sprayed all over his ears, making his ears itchy.

Lu Zhian slowly opened his eyes, but the soreness in his waist made him not want to move.

"Ah."

This gentle sound was his response. Duan Ci had asked him this question countless times.

As much as he loved Duan Ci's face before, he wanted to slap Duan Ci now.

He really didn't expect that his fighting ability was so strong. He was tortured for a long time last night.

Out of sight, out of mind, he simply closed his eyes again.

Duan Ci smiled when he saw this, knowing that he had made him tired.

He got up, dressed, and asked a trusted eunuch to take care of him before going to court.

There was as much noise in the court as usual, and this time the topic was about famine in various places.

The locusts were hard to prevent from passing through, and the harvest was completely destroyed, leading to widespread famine. People didn’t even have time to eat leaves.

I don't know who spread the rumor, saying that the emperor was incompetent and extremely extravagant, eating lavishly of meat and fish every day.

This made the refugees who could only eat tree roots feel indignant. Some of them have begun to attack officials from all over the country and are constantly broadcasting vile remarks.

Although Duan Ci had taken action to release grain for disaster relief, he was unable to withstand the power of heaven and the refugees still started to make trouble.

"Your Majesty, I think we should find someone to appease those people."

A minister gave advice.

"Oh, then who do you think should go?"

Duan Ci looked at him and asked.

"I believe the Regent is capable of taking on this responsibility."

He replied.

Jiang Zhi stood straight, looking straight ahead, as if this matter had nothing to do with him.

"Your Majesty, I think it is inappropriate to trouble the Regent for such a trivial matter. Let others handle it."

Some officials refuted.

"How can it be a minor matter? The number of refugees in various places has increased, and the famine is getting worse.

The imperial court allocated funds for disaster relief many times but to little effect. It must be that those people were not fulfilling their responsibilities.

The people are the foundation of a country, this matter should be taken seriously, how can we let other people go?"

The official continued.

"Your Majesty, I thought..."

Then different officials came out to debate.

There were many officials who supported the Regent to go, and there were also other factions who introduced other people to go for their own benefit.

From beginning to end, Jiang Zhi and Duan Ci listened to their argument calmly without saying a word.

At the end of the argument, they noticed that the person on the dragon throne seemed to have said nothing, but was looking at them with indifferent eyes.

They inexplicably felt a chill on their backs, and the court gradually became quiet.

Duan Ci then spoke calmly.

"What does the Regent think?"

He glanced at Jiang Zhi out of the corner of his eye.

Jiang Zhi knew that he would point at him, so he said calmly:

"I am willing to help your majesty solve his problems."

The court was quiet, and his words reached Duan Ci's ears clearly.

He meant that he must go.

This job has its pros and cons. If done well, it will be a great achievement and win the hearts of the people. If done poorly, people will curse you and you will be blamed for the poor performance.

Who knows what the Regent will do by taking advantage of this refugee riot.

But what would be the use of him refusing? If the Regent wanted to go, he would have hundreds of ways to make him compromise.

Duan Ci touched his cheek with the fingertips of the hand that was supporting his face, and finally agreed to let Jiang Zhi do it.

Anyway, this plot has to go on no matter what, so we might as well go with the flow and place some spies to watch over it when the time comes.

Why didn't he just kill Jiang Zhi? One reason was that Jiang Zhi's luck was still there, so it was difficult to kill him.

Second, if a regent who has a good reputation among the people is killed under the current circumstances, things may become even worse.

After dismissing the court, Duan Ci walked towards the bedroom.

Thinking about the plot in my mind, this has reached a critical stage. If nothing unexpected happens, the next step will be a rebellion by the rebels.

It seems that he can't escape, but he is prepared.

He hurried back to the bedroom, where Lu Zhian was still lying on the dragon couch.

He was flipping through a storybook in his hand, which he had taken from Duan Ci's other playmate who also wrote novels.

Duan Ci paused and breathed a sigh of relief after seeing the title on the notebook.

Fortunately, it is a martial arts film, not the ones I saw before. Otherwise, his image would be ruined.

Lu Zhian caught a glimpse of him coming back from the corner of his eye, and looked away from the novel to look at him.

Duan Ci immediately went over and hugged him.

"Zhi An, will you betray me?"

His voice was low and filled with uneasiness.

Lu Zhian was stunned for a moment, put down the novel, hugged him, and patted his back gently. He said in a gentle tone:

"Lu Zhian will never betray his majesty."

His voice was firm as he made a promise to Duan Ci.

"Really? You didn't lie to me."

Duan Ci hugged him tighter, like an insecure child.

"Well, I won't lie to you again."

Lu Zhian coaxed him, but from an angle where he couldn't see, his eyes were a little cold. What happened again? Why did he feel so wronged?

It seems that he still has to deal with some people.

Duan Ci got the answer he wanted and happily kissed Lu Zhian on the face, then let him go.

"Can you tell me what happened?"

Lu Zhian looked at him and asked.

Hearing his question, the joy on Duan Ci's face faded, and his long curled eyelashes drooped, hiding the look in his eyes.

"It's just some court affairs, nothing serious. Zhi'an, have you had breakfast?"

Duan Ci changed the subject. Lu Zhian was a man of the world and looked like a clean and simple young man from a wealthy family.

He didn't want him to get involved in the big dye vat of the court.

Lu Zhian also noticed his hesitation, so he did not continue to ask questions, but answered his previous question.

"No."

"How did the servants take care of you? Why didn't they bring you breakfast?"

Duan Ci frowned, his tone a little cold.

"I wasn't hungry, so I didn't ask them to bring it. I wanted to wait until you got off court to eat together."

Lu Zhian held his hand and explained.

"Ah."

Duan Ci was happy to hear him say that. He put his hand on his face and rubbed it like a big coquettish puppy.

He asked someone to prepare breakfast, and then he held Lu Zhian in his arms and read a novel together.