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After playing three rounds, Cheng Xiaochi looked at the mahjong in front of him and felt a little bored, so he let go: "I won't play, I won't play, I'm sleepy."

The adjutant curled his lips in dissatisfaction: "You said just now that you will play three rounds, and this is only three rounds. Did you fail in math?"

Cheng Xiaochi: "My math is taught by a physical education teacher, you can go to him."

After finishing speaking, Cheng Xiaochi went back to his dormitory with his back supported.

In the dormitory, the more he thought about it, the more something was wrong. In fact, Gao Zhao had wanted to get something out of him from the very beginning.

The first time I probably started by saying that the emperor's biological mother was not the empress dowager, and gave myself a lot of subconscious hints, making myself doubt the identity of the emperor.

Later, he expressed again and again that the emperor was unwilling to reveal his physical eccentricities, which made Cheng Xiaochi subconsciously believe that the emperor had ghosts.

Later, when Cheng Xiaochi was in a state of confusion, he put forward the idea of ​​spying on the body, Cheng Xiaochi didn't think so much, he naturally understood the truth.

Even though Cheng Xiaochi had figured it out now and gritted his teeth, he still didn't understand why Gao Zhao did such a thing.

But when Cheng Xiaochi started to think, he actually felt that this was an inevitable behavior.

Gao Zhao is a time traveler, and he must have extraordinary courage and scheming to be able to quickly rise to the position of chief executive within a few years.

Then there is one thing that Cheng Xiaochi has never thought about. Generally speaking, what people who travel to ancient times will do.

Generally, in time-travel novels, girls who time-travel to ancient times will do many things such as dating, making troubles, opening a shop, or fighting in the palace.

In view of the status of ancient women, the traveler is not very wise, or has the legendary golden finger, and the general behavior will not exceed these categories.

So, Gao Zhao is a man.

This means focusing on the books in which the main character is a man through time travel.

Thinking of this, Cheng Xiaochi patted himself on the head.

In fact, the male lead he can think of is either usurping the throne or fighting... and stealing the emperor's woman.

shocked.

There is nothing impossible about this. Although Gao Zhao is a eunuch, his desire to hug left and right has not been exhausted. He actually... wants to grab a woman from the dog emperor!

You can both usurp the throne and steal your wife, so why not do it?

It turned out that Cheng Xiaochi imagined this place as romance alone, and everyone else was Gongdoujia changing the world!

And I, a big fool, just took advantage of it.

Cheng Xiaochi kicked a few times out of thin air on the bed, like a cat juggling, angry and resentful.

After summing up the answer, Cheng Xiaochi was thinking again, why he thought this way, he was obviously a man with handles, and he should be a woman who usurped the throne and hooked up with the emperor. m

Why is the woman who hooked up with the emperor and the emperor now a best friend?

His suddenly terrified guide, others took the scripts of male novels and Gongdou novels, so what the hell did he take? It wasn't the scripts of novels! !

But the script belongs to the script, why do I treat it as a romance novel so naturally?

He felt very horrified. Thinking about it this way, why did he feel that he had seduced the emperor?

The emperor is a man, and I am a man, why do I always feel my heart beat faster because of a man?

Could it be... I am gay! ?

Cheng Xiaochi fell into deep thought.

After he became a cartoonist, he was surprised to find that all the cartoonists around were girls. He was a little ashamed to admit his gender until he met another male cartoonist.

The cartoonist also seemed to have found a relative. He visited him and chatted with him on SNS every day.

After becoming friends, the content of their chats became more and more wrong.

"What kind do you like?"

"Wow, your protagonist is so manly."

"Who is your boyfriend?"

"Are you 1 or 0..."

Cheng Xiaochi was horrified to discover that this friend was actually gay, and when that friend found out that Cheng Xiaochi was not gay, he expressed shock.

"So you're not gay, why didn't you say it earlier, I thought that all those who can draw men dating men are gays, but oh, I suspect you're a closet!"

Of course what he said is wrong, straight men can also draw.

But Cheng Xiaochi fell into deep confusion at this moment.

Are you really in the closet?

This matter couldn't come to a conclusion, Cheng Xiaochi fell asleep, and when he woke up, the adjutant said that the nearest manor had sent some domestic pheasants, which could be used as tooth-beating sacrifices, so he called Cheng Xiaochi to have a barbecue.

The pheasant is inserted with a few bamboo sticks, clamped on the grill, and rotated to roast.

There was a particularly large pheasant reserved for Cheng Xiaochi and the adjutant. Because of its size, the bamboo sticks showed faint signs of breaking.

Cheng Xiaochi sat by the fire, thinking about the philosophical questions he had thought about last night, while waiting to eat the chicken.

Just thought, am I bent?Why does Bu Ben's heart pound when he thinks of the emperor?

really bent?

"It's bent! It's going to be bent! Fuck, it's really bent!"

Cheng Xiaochi was shocked, could it be that a miracle came out of nowhere and gods appeared out of thin air?

As a result, the adjutant pointed to the skewered chicken skewers that could no longer be bent, and yelled for others to help insert a few more sticks.

Cheng Xiaochi: ...

But this coincidence of reality and consciousness is unbearably creepy, and Cheng Xiaochi jumps back and forth between materialism and idealism.

But...you have time-traveled, how can you be materialistic! ?

Eating the pheasant stuffily, the careless adjutant finally found out that Cheng Xiaochi was not in the right mood, so he asked him, "What, my friend."

Cheng Xiaochi looked at the upright face of the adjutant, pointed to himself and asked, "Do you think I look gay?"

The adjutant said in surprise, "Aren't you?"

Cheng Xiaochi: ...

Cheng Xiaochi recognized it: "Yes, I am."

Adjutant: "Then you still ask, I'm gay, but I'm very sensitive!"

Cheng Xiaochi was startled: "You so fucking gay!!!?"

The adjutant said, "You too, why are you so surprised?"

Cheng Xiaochi said: "No, I just feel that it's hard to meet a bosom friend."

The adjutant raised his glass: "It's all in the wine."

Cheng Xiaochi: ...

The adjutant said again: "Don't think about the emperor, he will definitely not be in danger of his life, and he will definitely let you stay and return with him. We are modern civilized people, you say no."

Cheng Xiaochi really wanted to refute, which eye of yours saw that I liked the emperor, but he swallowed the words back and asked, "What's going on now?"

Adjutant: "It's still in a stalemate, anyway, the emperor is also a big man, how could he just be captured like this?"

"What do you want to do with the emperor?" Cheng Xiaochi asked.

Adjutant: "What can we do? We'll make plans when the time comes. If he can become the emperor, he will definitely be a dragon and phoenix. He will shine everywhere. If he goes to the North Pole, he will probably be No. 1 in the North Pole."

Cheng Xiaochi: "What the hell, is there anyone in the North Pole? If it's not the North Pole No.1, what is it?"

Adjutant: "Hey, in fact, no one wants to develop into this way. Hey, the most important thing in life is to be happy."

Cheng Xiaochi felt that this tone was a bit familiar.

But even if the adjutant said this, Cheng Xiaochi still felt uncomfortable. The emperor was uneasy because he became like this.

The dog emperor seems to be an extremely conceited person. He has been betrayed and forced into the palace. Will he be overwhelmed?

The meat that Cheng Xiaochi ate was tasteless.

After eating the meat, he wandered around the yard. Summer and autumn came, and the yard was covered with a layer of withered yellow leaves, which rustled when he stepped on them.

The sun had already set, and only a little light could be cast. After the whole sky darkened, Cheng Xiaochi slowly returned to the room.

The room was still dark and dark. Cheng Xiaochi took out the ancient lighter and lit it with a snap.

After lighting the lantern, Cheng Xiaochi was about to put the lampshade back when a shadow suddenly appeared from the darkness.

Cheng Xiaochi didn't react at all, and was directly pressed onto the table by a force, his cheek was pressed against the cold table, and he was suddenly turned over again.

The candle was overturned and still not extinguished.

"Don't worry," said the emperor's voice from above, "it's me."

When Cheng Xiaochi saw the emperor, he immediately thought, "Why did the emperor come out? Is he okay?" Then he thought, "The emperor is going to kill me! After all, I leaked the news!"

Cheng Xiaochi asked with a trembling voice, "Your Majesty, our boat... hasn't capsized yet, has it?"

The emperor glanced at the frightened Cheng Xiaochi, and said with a smile, "I don't know if it's turned over or not, but it's on fire."

Cheng Xiaochi was startled: Getting flirty? ?

The emperor can talk nonsense!

Facts have proved that the emperor's Mandarin is really not good, and he is on fire.

Then a burst of fire light shone on the emperor's face—the candlestick that had just been overturned touched the wooden stool and caught fire! !

There was a rush, but the fire suddenly escalated, and the shouts of "fire escaped" were endless.

Half of the whole yard was burned, and when everyone put out the fire, they found that Cheng Xiaochi had disappeared.

The adjutant's expression was extremely bad, but after inspecting the scene, no bones were found, so he was a little relieved.

Cheng Xiaochi was taken away by the emperor in a panic, oh, no, it wasn't taken away, and when his eyes went dark, he didn't know where he was.

When he woke up again, Cheng Xiaochi sank into the soft quilt, so soft that it was difficult to turn over.

And when he turned over, he heard a clanging... metallic sound.

The emperor's voice was not far away. He heard the sound and walked over. Cheng Xiaochi's face was full of horror: "Ah, Your Majesty, what are you doing?"

The emperor smiled: "Don't worry, my concubine has been attacked by gangsters recently, and her illness is getting worse. She needs to stay in bed and wait until she recovers."

Speaking of Concubine Ai, Cheng Xiao's scalp tingled, "It's not impossible to stay in bed... this..."

Cheng Xiaochi raised his foot, and there was a thin metal chain around his slender ankle, with a few small cloisonné enamel bells inlaid on it, which could ring with a slight movement.

The emperor: "Oh, you said this, this is a kind of metal found in the extremely cold places in the west. The chain made after tempering can not be broken or chopped, and the quality is excellent."

Cheng Xiaochi: ...

He didn't ask this!

The emperor was extremely gentle, but what he said was a bit creepy. At this time, someone brought in a bowl of soup, which was extremely black and looked very bitter.

"Your Majesty, this is a decoction for nourishing the fetus and calming the nerves. It is also good for the illness of the former noble concubine."

Cheng Xiaochi's eyes were terrified, and he shook his head frantically.

The emperor brought the medicine closer, and Cheng Xiaochi was about to cry in fright: "Your Majesty, I really can't give birth! Think about it, you and I don't have that, if I really have it, wouldn't it be..."

The emperor stopped holding the medicine, put it down, and smiled: "Xiaochi is right, what step does Xiaochi think should be done first?"

Cheng Xiaochi's tears were hanging in the corner of his eyes, and they almost fell off. He said weakly, "Cultivate, cultivate feelings?"