King Yan's Canary

Only Feng Qing twitched the corners of his mouth, his expression was a little weird, as if he wanted to laugh, but he couldn't help worrying: "My lord, the princess is fine, but the seventh princess may be a little bit unwell, and she may take revenge on the young master."

Xiao Zhen was slightly stunned, his eyes swept over him, and he was a little chilled: "What kind of monster did she do again?"

"She was broken by the young master and threw her out. Her face was swollen like a pig... When she left, she said she was going to kill the young master!" Feng Qing confessed truthfully, her dark eyes , the worried expression won.

"What, is Yu'er so fierce?"

Xiao Zhen wasn't worried at all, it would be very interesting to think that for a beauty-loving person like Kai Yun, if his face was swollen like a pig.

Wen Ruyu didn't care about Kaiyun, but remembered the emperor flirting with Xiao Zhen yesterday, thinking that he must have gone to look for him, that's why he disappeared early in the morning.

Inexplicably angry, she pouted and wanted to break free from his arms: If you get along with him, I'll be tough on you too.

He pushed the person with great strength this time, and he pushed Xiao Zhen away at once, and immediately walked briskly, ran to the soft couch in the outer room and sat down, hiding in the shadow of the hanging panes, watching the setting sun outside.

The evening wind gently caressed him, rolled up his light shirt and flapped his sleeves, and the soft silk was like a snow-white butterfly, entangled with a few strands of blue silk and fluttering, looking lovely and pitiful.

Xiao Zhen knew that he longed for the freedom of the sky, and he must be in a bad mood to be trapped here.

In the past, Xiao Zhen never cared about Wen Ruyu's feelings, but now it's different. In the past three years, he has deeply felt the pain of losing him. Corpse, it is undoubtedly a kind of painful torment.

Thinking of this, a sense of guilt suddenly surged in his heart.

After a few steps, he stretched out his hand to tie up a few strands of black hair hanging on his tender neck, and said softly: "There are bad people bullying Yu'er, and Yu'er knows how to protect herself. It's really great."

His voice was deep and deep, and he seemed very peaceful, like the afterglow of the setting sun, which can sprinkle into people's hearts.

"But why is Yu'er angry now? Could it be because her husband called you fierce? Or because she didn't say goodbye to you in the morning?"

Wen Ruyu's mind was half guessed by him, she turned her head and stared at him like a confused little lamb.

Xiao Zhen felt helpless, and he couldn't read minds, so he didn't know what he wanted to express. It would be great if they could communicate.

Suddenly remembering the sign language book bestowed by Kai Tian, ​​he quickly ordered Feng Qing to search for it, and pulled him to the table: "Yu'er, how about my husband teaching you sign language?"

What is sign language?

Although Wen Ruyu looks like a normal person, but in the end, the resurrection of the dead is against the law of heaven, and there is still a big difference from ordinary people.

The main difference is that memory, and even IQ, are different from ordinary people.

Xiao Zhen taught him hand in hand for a whole night, and he learned one sentence: I love you.

For gestures with slightly longer sentences, he will not have to twist his complicated fingers.

The most important thing is, I taught him just now, and the next time, he immediately forgot.

What's more, he couldn't concentrate. If he was repeatedly asked to practice a gesture, he couldn't do it after a long time, and he himself became irritable.

In the end, Xiao Zhen ran out of patience, and it was more difficult than teaching a crying baby to pee.

"Forget it, forget it, my husband will teach you a gesture for a day. Let's stop here today, it's getting late, Yu'er, let's go to bed and rest!"

After Xiao Zhen finished speaking softly, his thin lips were slightly pursed, and there was a faint smile in the corner of his eyes.

Going to bed meant, of course, that he wanted to do something tonight.

Although he had a nice smile, his eyes were so fierce that it was creepy to watch.

Wen Ruyu took a deep breath, and before she could react, Xiao Zhen grabbed her by the arm, twisted her up, and pushed her down on the low couch beside the table.

Wen Ruyu's back tensed silently, she struggled with her hands and feet, and groaned in resistance, but Xiao Zhen only used one hand, and pressed his hands together.

The other big hand stroked down his delicate eyebrows, with a hint of provocation, "Baby, don't wriggle around, the more you struggle, the more excited your husband is! Be careful to break you again!"

Wen Ruyu originally thought that he would only need to do that kind of thing once or twice in his life.

Unexpectedly, he thought about it every day, who could bear it?

The more I thought about it, the more wronged I became, those beautiful eyes suddenly turned red, with thin tears rippling, bathed in the room full of stars, bright and moving.

Xiao Zhen picked him up and put him on his lap.

His breathing was getting hot and fast, and he sniffed at the side of his face, then smiled wickedly: "Baby, stop crying, change your position tonight and let you be on top, okay?"

After he finished speaking, he clasped the back of his head with one hand and kissed his lips deeply.

The hot and mellow breath is entangled between the lips and teeth, different from Wen Ruyu's sweet and cool fragrance, his male hormones are strong and clear, tightly wrapping Wen Ruyu.

The big hand had already got in from the bottom of his shirt, touching his skin as soft as jade, and as it moved down gradually, Wen Ruyu trembled all over.

It wasn't until the sharp stabbing pain pierced through his body that he understood what he meant by letting him be on top.

It's just another way to bully him!

Soon he was soft.

There was nothing I could do about it, I could only lie on his chest, begging for mercy against his hot chest, like a soft and helpless cat, whimpering from between its lips and teeth, tears slid down the white cheeks, a Pick up a crystal and shine.

Xiao Zhen tasted the salty bitterness of his tears, and heard his murmur and choked sobs, felt pity in his heart, turned him down, and loved/caressed him over and over again, "Yu'er, you can cry, why can't you talk?"

Wen Ruyu cried even harder, just like a plaything in his hand, let him blaspheme, but he didn't know how to resist, he couldn't even say no!

Xiao Zhen turned him over again, like turning over a fried fish, hugged him from behind, put his head on his jade-like shoulder, and lightly bit him, "If you say something, my husband will let you go!" Pass me! This king will make you feel comfortable, huh?"

"Um..."

Wen Ruyu can only cry, but can't say a word at all.

Xiao Zhen added more strength, "Yu'er is not good, she can understand her husband's words, why is she unwilling to speak?"

Threatening and bewitching back and forth, and finally at the third time, Wen Ruyu would yell vaguely: "... Husband, Husband... Husband..."

Xiao Zhen's heart trembled violently, he couldn't tell if he was happy, or he should be sad.

A person who is obviously a good person, why was he tossed into such a ghostly look by himself?

His voice was also terribly hoarse, and his eyes were also red, "That's right, be good now, remember, this king is your husband!"

Dry firewood overnight.

……

The next day Xiao Zhen was full of energy and went to deal with the court affairs early in the morning. There was no morning court today, so he didn't have to go to the palace.

Worried that Wen Ruyu would be hungry when he woke up, he ordered someone to move the copywriting to the outside of the bedroom, with a thin bead curtain in between, so that even if Wen Ruyu woke up, he could see him immediately.

The sun was shining brightly outside, Xiao Zhen deliberately opened a window, and the golden light shone through the big emerald green banana leaves outside the window, casting mottled shadows on the ground.

Most of the memorials are about the scourge of the rebellious party and bandits, asking the court to send troops to counter the rebellion, and some of them are pleading with the court to distribute disaster relief money and rations for the common people who have suffered from the bandits.

There are also a few letters that I heard that King Yan Xiao Zhen cleaned up the cholera in Chang'an City as the center and a dozen towns in a radius. Those towns that have not had time to suppress the rebellion in the future deliberately escaped to seek refuge.There are so many refugees that local officials don't know what to do.

It's not that Xiao Zhen doesn't want to suppress other towns one by one, it's just that he just came out, and there are too many political commissars to deal with, and he is reluctant to leave Wen Ruyu too far away.

Therefore, he sent Zhan Feng and Xi Du to those towns that were too remote.

The disaster relief money was also sent out in person. As for the refugees who escaped, he also had some headaches. He didn't know what to do, but a person came in head-on.

The person who came was none other than Kui Luo City.

His tone was not very good when he came, and several guards tried to stop him, but failed, and he could be heard from afar: "Xiao Zhen, you are too fucking too much! How dare you even Li Bushu, Mr. Zhang , Prime Minister Xie and the others have taken away all the political power in their hands! You don’t want to rebel, what the hell are you trying to do..."

"Shh!"

Just as he was speaking out of righteous indignation, Xiao Zhen made a silent gesture towards him, then pointed to the big bed covered by curtains behind the curtain, and communicated with him in sign language: Yu'er is still sleeping, don't disturb him !

It seems that Wen Ruyu's sleeping is more important than plotting to rebel.

Kui Luocheng choked up for a moment.

It took a long time to reply in sign language: OK, let's go outside and talk!

Xiao Zhen glanced at him, tapped his slender fingertips, and continued to gesture: "Just say it here, but don't make a sound!"

Kui Luocheng: "..."

Kui Luocheng: We are all fucking good, why do we communicate in such a weird way?

Xiao Zhen smiled charmingly, and continued to compare: First, you have shit in your mouth!Second, Yu'er wakes up and can't see the king, so she will cry.

Kui Luocheng gritted his teeth in anger!

Looking back a few times: You have feces in your fucking mouth, not only in your mouth, but also in your brain!

【Do not. 】

Xiao Zhen laughed even more evilly and wildly: 【In my mouth and mind, there is only this king's concubine. 】

As if reminiscing about the smell of Wen Ruyu last night, he couldn't help but licked the corner of his mouth.

fuck fuck fuck!

Kui Luocheng almost exploded on the spot: Xiao Zhen, this king is not here today to see you making a fuss!

Xiao Zhen is funny: If you have a fart, let it go, if the third prince just wants to come here to curse people, turn left when you go out, and don't see him off.

Kui Luocheng looked at his extremely unbeatable appearance, wishing to pounce on him and bite him twice, his teeth itched in anger, but he had to cooperate with him in sign language: Xiao Zhen, isn't it enough that you hold the power of the three armies?Even grab the power?Aren't you afraid that your stomach won't fit and will burst?

Xiao Zhen put down the memorial, and rubbed his chin in an ambiguous way: The third prince said this, could it be that the power in the hands of the three ministers is actually in charge of the third prince secretly?

Kui Luocheng smiled indifferently, but did not make any sound, and his expression looked extremely strange: What does King Yan think?