The road of the king, the minister and the husband

Yin Tianqi originally planned to take Xiao Yiran around the city, and accompany him to see the scenery, but the child stared at him, and dragged him back to the bed. After removing his clothes, he came up and gnawed, muttering while gnawing.

"What's so good about those broken scenery, you're leaving tomorrow, you might as well die on the couch."

Yin Tianqi readily accepted his initiative.

After tossing and tossing, the result... In three days, the two of them basically didn't get out of bed and left the house. The servants guarding outside all blushed when they heard it, and some even reacted.

It's no wonder they are so turbulent, it's really... It's really the little master who is calling too much.In addition, their hearing is good, even if they are standing a hundred meters away, they can still hear it vaguely.

There is no way to pour out the essence, but Yin Tianqi is still excited. This feeling of tearing apart the other party and never being separated has long been there, and he wants one to be with the other party.

"Ran Ran……"

"Hmm...Tianqi..." Xiao Yiran already exhaled more air than inhaled, but the chrysanthemum under his body, which was already swollen and painful, still tightly sucked the dragon root in his body, preventing him from leaving him.

"Are you a goblin? You really want to suck me dry." Finally, with a few pushes to push himself into the warm and soft depths, Yin Tianqi lay on top of him and shook his body, then tightened his arms and squeezed him tightly. in my arms.

"I don't want to leave." His voice sounded muffled in Xiao Yiran's ear, which was rare, with a bit of coquettish feeling.

Xiao Yiran smiled lightly. Although his body was exhausted to the limit, he just didn't want to go to sleep. He was afraid that the place next to him would be cold when he woke up tomorrow, so he didn't want to miss it.

"You are Your Majesty, if you are a commoner, you don't have to leave." He was also very reluctant to leave Yin Tianqi, but Xiao Yiran has always been like this, and he never procrastinates on major matters.

He wanted this man to become a wise king, even if he couldn't do without him, he had to let go.

Yin Tianqi sighed, turned over and lay down behind him, pulled him into his arms and kissed the sweaty back of his neck, "Come back early, I'll be back after the martial arts conference is over."

Xiao Yiran nodded and hummed, pulled his finger from root to fingertip, repeated this, and after half a day, when Yin Tianqi thought he was asleep, Xiao Yiran spoke again.

"What if someone wants to rebel, what should we do?" His voice was soft, and he seemed to be smiling.

But Yin Tianqi knew that what his child said was not meant to be a joke at all.

"Well, it's up to you." He answered in a flat voice, he didn't care about the few royal relatives, as long as his children had fun, it didn't matter.

Xiao Yiran raised the corners of his mouth in satisfaction, turned over to face him, rubbed his cheek against Guang Luo's chest, opened his mouth and bit his chest, giggled.

"What are you laughing at?" She lowered her head and kissed his forehead, watching him laugh non-stop and curling up the corners of her mouth.

"No, I just want to laugh." Shaking his head, Xiao Yiran let out a sigh, rubbed his cheeks and closed his eyes, and soon fell asleep in his arms.He was really exhausted these two days, even though he was the one who pestered Yin Tianqi all day long to do things...

Listening to his steady breathing, Yin Tianqi covered him with a quilt, got off the bed softly, put on his coat and walked to the door, "Pack up and leave in an hour."

This was said to Yingxiao and the others standing outside the door, he didn't want to say goodbye to the child tomorrow, he was afraid that he would be reluctant to leave.

Turning around and looking at the sleeping child, he walked over slowly, leaned over and kissed his forehead lightly, put on his clothes, went to the table, took a pen and paper and wrote a few lines, and then took the bag from his waist The jade pendant was taken off and pressed on the paper, and then went out the door without looking back.

Xiao Yiran, who was sleeping soundly on the bed, pursed his lips, slowly opened his eyes and looked at the closed door, glanced at the jade pendant on the table, and closed his eyes again.

Wait for me, it won't be long.

The next morning, Xiao Qingzi pushed open the door, walked to the bed with the water basin lightly, put the water basin on the shelf, bent down to pick up the clothes scattered on the floor, then leaned over and called softly: "My lord, please get up."

Xiao Yiran hummed, in fact, he had already woken up, or in other words, since Yin Tianqi left yesterday, he hadn't fallen asleep.

Even though he was tired, he still couldn't sleep well without that warm embrace.

"Your Majesty..." Xiao Qingzi handed him a warm wet towel, and opened his mouth.

"Well, I know." Xiao Yiran nodded, took the wet towel and wiped his face, then got up, took the clothes and put them on by himself.

Xiao Qingzi stood aside with downcast eyes, he knew that Xiao Yiran had something to say.

"Qingzi, the martial arts conference is half a month away. Tell them to be careful and not lose their sense of proportion." Holding the jade pendant left by Yin Tianqi in his hand, he rolled his eyes and chuckled.

It seems that there is no need to care about those useless things.

Half a month passed in a flash. On the day of the martial arts conference, Xiao Yiran deliberately changed into a set of pure white silk outerwear, and raised his habitually untied long hair with a jade crown. Xiao Qingzi, who was already staring straight at the side.

"how?"

"...Young Master..." Xiao Qingzi swallowed his saliva, took a step back and moved away from him, "Young Master, otherwise you should wear the usual blue color, I think that color suits you..."

It's not that his young master doesn't look good in white, but it's too good-looking, which is too attractive... If His Majesty knows, he will lose his temper again.

Xiao Yiran snorted softly, if he didn't know what Xiaoqingzi was thinking, he wouldn't be him, Cui Yangqi stood at the venue where the martial arts conference was held, looking at the arena surrounded by long sails, he frowned.

"Come here, go and see if Mr. Xiao is here."

One of them left and came back soon, "Master, Young Master Xiao hasn't arrived yet."

Cui Yangqi frowned, it was already time for the martial arts conference to start, but Xiao Yiran did not show up for a long time, he always felt that some things became more difficult to control.

"It's Cui's honor to have the quadrennial martial arts conference held at Xiashan Peak, and the current Prince Yi came to watch it. Everyone must show off their extraordinary martial arts and let the prince feast his eyes."

Hearing these words, the mindless people felt that there was a possibility of showing their talents, but the elders and sect masters who had been secretly wooed by Cui Chengzhu had a different expression.

Although they felt that it didn't make much difference whether they cooperated with the imperial court or not, how could the free-spirited Jianghu people be bribed so easily, especially this Prince Yi's purpose was not pure.

Yin Tianyi sat at the top and glanced at the huge competition venue. People from all schools and factions sat around the venue.

Seeing his smile, Cui Yangqi frowned slightly and turned his head to look at the disciples of various sects who had already started fighting. He suddenly felt that the martial arts conference was simply a group of jumping clowns fighting indiscriminately. Here, it's not worth mentioning at all.

He took a deep breath and looked at his father who was talking with Yin Tianyi, and pursed his lips.

It's not that he conveyed Xiao Yiran's words to his father secretly, but his father insisted on going his own way and refused to listen to persuasion. He even sent his sister out and planned to give it to His Majesty next month, and even told his sister what to do in the dark.

But Cui Yangqi understood that if he did this, he would die.

"Young City Master, why does he look bitter and bitter today?" A few familiar disciples approached him, they didn't bother to go to the martial arts competition to fight for that false name, and they were hinted by Cui Yangqi that as long as they don't move today, they don't fight , do not grab, that is the final victory.

Cui Yangqi shook his head, glanced at Gu Borong who was not far away, and beckoned him to come to his side.

Gu Borong leaned over and put his hand on his shoulder, "Why didn't Yiran come?"

He has been observing for a long time, but Xiao Yiran's figure has never appeared in front of his eyes, which makes him very puzzled. Didn't he always look forward to this martial arts conference?How can I confirm that he was nowhere to be seen at the beginning.

"It is estimated that something will arrive later, how is your side?"

The closest person to Xiao Yiran should be Gu Borong, if it wasn't for him, I wouldn't have known such a big trouble, and I wouldn't have caused even bigger troubles for myself.

Gu Borong shrugged and laughed.

"My father didn't have any other thoughts at first, so he understood it as soon as he said it, but is it really that?" He raised his eyebrows, looking a little frivolous.

Cui Yangqi was very clear about what that was. He told Gu Borong everything that happened that day, including the relationship between Yin Tianqi and Xiao Yiran.

"No." He shook his head, although he knew that the relationship between the two must not be simple, but the word "lucky" cannot be used on Xiao Yiran.

The emperor looked at him with a different kind of tenderness.

Gu Borong seemed to be relieved, but he was still a little puzzled, if not... why are they so close?

There have been seven or eight contests in succession, and the disciples from various sects and sects were aroused to fight, eager to try and clenched the weapons in their hands, and then enthusiastically stepped onto the stage.

"It seems that I arrived at the right time." The voice with a smile seemed to echo from the entire venue, and the battle for the final duel had already begun because of this voice.

They looked left and right to find the source, but obviously, they couldn't find it.

"Heh, look up." There was another chuckle, and everyone looked up, only to see a white and thin figure descending from the sky, like a flying fairy falling slowly from the sky, standing in the center of the competition venue.

"Who are you!" City Lord Cui stood up in surprise and pointed at Xiao Yiran. He looked around, and there was no sign of the long sails being moved, so this young man really fell from the sky...

What kind of profound internal strength is that, he dare not think about it, and there is no way to think about it.

"Me? The one who wants to kill you!" Leaping up, Xiao Yiran jumped into the air, and as he waved his sleeves, the light red powder drifted with the wind and fell on everyone...