Trapped by raised cubs

Ao Ye carried a few erotic books back to the palace, his face was flushed all the way, the thin booklets were like a few boulders that kept pressing on his heart

After entering the inner room, he closed the door tightly, sat on the bed, couldn't help but took out one of the books, and after reading a page or two, his face turned red and his body became excited.

Ao Ye quickly closed the booklet and hid them all under the pillow.

Don't promiserate during the day, it's better to watch it at night.

He paced around the room a few times, waited for his body to calm down, then picked up the fan with which Layman Qingguang wrote a poem, and prepared to go find Liu Wuya.

This fan is sure to please the little master.Thinking of this, Ao Ye raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

Liu Wuya is drinking tea with Prince Xian.

Prince Xian sighed: "You have worked hard all these years, but it is finally over."

Liu Wuya: "It's good that hard work is not in vain."

Lord Xian: "The emperor's side has already been arranged, and when the regent takes action, he will be able to catch them all in one go."

Liu Wuya chuckled lightly: "The praying mantis catches the cicada, and the oriole follows behind. The regent has been cautious all his life, but who knows that he will fall on the person next to him in the end."

"There is a god when you raise your head three feet up." Prince Xian took a sip of tea, a trace of sarcasm flashed in his eyes, "He has done so many evils, isn't this just retribution?"

The two were silent for a while, and Prince Xian asked Liu Wuya: "After the matter is over, what is your plan?"

Liu Wuya put down his teacup: "Did His Majesty ask the prince to ask me?"

Prince Xian sneered: "As expected of the Layman Qingguang who is famous all over the world, I can't hide it from you."

"Just a random guess, I didn't expect it to be so." Liu Wuya smiled, "Your Majesty has asked me several times, so I'm a little sensitive about it."

Prince Xian: "So, sir's answer?"

Liu Wuya: "My thoughts have never changed. After the matter is over, I will return to Suzhou to be an ordinary teacher."

Prince Xian sighed: "Mr., why don't you want to be an official? The imperial court is short of talents, Your Majesty has always hoped to get Mr.'s assistance."

Liu Wuya shook his head, and said: "The moment my father died, I swore to the sky that I would avenge him, but at the same time, I also made up my mind not to enter the officialdom in this life."

Prince Xian sighed: "Every scholar in the world wants to be an official, but you can't avoid officialdom, it really makes me feel strange."

Liu Wuya smiled: "I have no ambitions, I just want to live a good life. I used to think, if my father was just an ordinary person instead of the prime minister, would the Liu family be able to get rid of the destruction of the Manchus and leave me alone?" The fate of getting away with it? Although in my opinion now, this idea is ridiculous, but I really don't want to be an official anymore."

Prince Xian asked again: "Don't you want to reproduce the glory of the Liu family?"

"I'm the only one left in the Liu family, so what's the point of being brilliant again." A trace of loneliness flashed in Liu Wuya's eyes, "It's fine to just retreat from history like this."

The room fell into silence again, after a long time, Prince Xian sighed quietly, and said: "Since Mr. has made up his mind, I won't persuade you anymore. Your Majesty will be disappointed."

"Your Majesty has long been disappointed. I rejected him a long time ago," Liu Wuya said with a smile in his eyes, "It's just that Your Majesty is unwilling to give up. Before the prince, several confidants of His Majesty came to persuade me."

Just when Prince Xian was about to say something, there was a knock on the door, and the two looked at each other.

Ao Ye's voice came from outside the door: "Sir, are you there?"

Prince Xian smiled: "So it's that bastard Ye'er."

Liu Wuya said loudly: "Come in."

Ao Ye happily came in with a fan. When he looked up and saw Prince Xian, the smile on his face froze.

He said embarrassingly: "Why is the father here?"

Prince Xian snorted coldly: "Look at your tone, it seems that you don't really want to see me?"

Ao Ye immediately put on a flattering smile: "No, I'm so surprised!"

Prince Xian rolled his eyes at him, stood up, and said, "Don't disturb sir, I'm leaving first."

A strange feeling flashed in Ao Ye's heart, why did he feel that his father was very respectful to his young wife?Logically speaking, it shouldn't be.

But this thought passed by in a flash, Ao Ye felt that he was too sensitive, so he didn't think about it any more.

After Lord Xian left, Ao Ye immediately sat next to Liu Wuya, staring at Liu Wuya with both eyes, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was getting bigger and bigger.

As soon as he saw the little master, he felt happy.

"Sir, I have a present for you."

"What gift?" Liu Wuya raised his eyebrows, "Could it be that His Royal Highness wants to bribe me? I didn't recite the article assigned yesterday, and I haven't punished you yet."

Mentioning this, Ao Ye looked embarrassed and muttered: "That article is too difficult to memorize."

Liu Wuya chuckled lightly, but didn't speak.

Ao Ye: "..." I always feel that the little master is laughing at him.

Well, he knew that article must be extremely simple for the young master.

Why do literati make things difficult for warriors?If it was any other sour scholar, Ao Ye would have kicked him out of the palace long ago, but Liu Wuya was not only his teacher, but also his sweetheart, Ao Ye could only endure it.

In ancient times, there was Goujian, the king of Yue, who lived on his salary and tasted courage, and now there is a son, Ao Ye, who loves to read books.Ao Ye thought aggrievedly, his love for the little master is really nothing to say, it is earth-moving!

However, if his little wife knew that he had thought of such a stupid metaphor, she would probably roll her eyes in anger and force him to memorize an entire bookcase.

Ao Ye handed the fan to Liu Wuya, with twinkling eyes, he said: "The poem on this fan was inscribed by Lay Qingguang, as soon as I saw it, I thought that my husband would like it, so I came here to present it to my husband. "

Layman Qingguang wrote a poem on the fan, and all literati in the world would probably like this gift, but... Layman Qingguang himself looked at this fan with complicated emotions.

This fan seems to be that he forgot to bring money when he went to a restaurant to buy wine. The owner of the restaurant knew him, so he asked the owner to take out a fan and wrote a poem on it as the wine fee.Later, when he heard that a certain dandy who spent money like water spent a lot of money to buy a fan, he still thought it was a little funny.It turned out that the rich young master was a young man...

Liu Wuya, who has always been poor, can't help but feel distressed, what is wrong with using this money, buying such a meaningless fan?Alas, he doesn't understand the minds of rich people.

Liu Wuya coughed lightly, put down the fan, and said with a smile: "Thank you Your Highness, I like it very much."

Ao Ye's ears turned red: "Just as long as you like it, sir."

Ao Ye rolled his eyes, and suddenly felt that this was a very good time. Although there was no rush to express his heart, he could do it bit by bit.For example, first let the little master know that he is a broken sleeve.

Thinking of this, Ao Ye put on an expression of three points of difficulty, three points of entanglement and four points of pain, and said softly to Liu Wuya: "Sir, there is something that troubles me recently."

Liu Wuya put away his fan and asked, "What's the matter?"

Ao Ye: "I fell in love with a man."

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