The national teacher is making trouble again

National Division-6

Yan Tinghan was sleeping soundly, and didn't notice the little emperor's movements; but Empress Huizhen, who happened to pass by the pavilion, saw it from a distance.

Her youngest son, who was not enlightened in life and death, was enlightened, and he was still playing hooligans against Master Yan.

In the pavilion surrounded by flowers and leaves, the little emperor in a bright yellow brocade robe stood next to the national teacher in white gauze, at a loss for a while, slowly and quietly picked up a strand of hair from the national teacher of Yan Da, leaned over slightly, Preciously dropped a kiss.

The eunuchs and maids standing beside Empress Huizhen didn't dare to show their spirits, bowed their bodies and lowered their heads, wishing to scrape away the soil from the imperial garden and bury themselves in it.

Empress Huizhen stared at it for a while, and saw that the little emperor was still in a daze, looking at the face of the national teacher, sweet and sad for a while, completely looking like a new love.

"Let's go." Empress Huizhen didn't poke the little emperor, but greeted the eunuchs beside her in a low voice, and left the pavilion quietly.

The little emperor Chen Zhanxiao gradually fell into the distress of a secret love, but he had no idea that his mother had seen through him long ago.

In fact, as early as the little emperor was 15 years old, Empress Huizhen was mentally prepared for this day.

The little emperor is not stupid, he knows all the twists and turns in the stomach of the courtiers.How could such a person entrust all his trust to a regent national teacher?It is a deep enough feeling, or perhaps, it is the unreserved dedication of the national teacher.

These two people treat each other with sincerity, and they are both outstanding in both talent and appearance. In this sensitive age group, it is not difficult to understand that they are attracted to each other and their relationship changes qualitatively.

After the little emperor's 16th birthday, he often went to the National Teacher Hall to spend the night. After Empress Huizhen knew about it, she knew that this relationship would grow sooner or later, but she didn't deliberately stop it.

To put it bluntly, Empress Huizhen, who monopolizes the late emperor's harem with the name of "jealous empress", is not a well-behaved person in her bones.

As the days went by, Yan Tinghan, a great national teacher who was full of the country, gradually felt that something was wrong.

Yan Tinghan, the second son of the Yan family, a wealthy businessman in the south of the Yangtze River, was once a handsome and handsome man, the kind who could be stuffed with a handkerchief by a bold Jiangnan girl on the road... But he was really a young boy.

Before entering the palace, the 17-year-old Yan Tinghan had received "education" arranged by her family. There are many fireworks and willow lanes in the south of the Yangtze River, so Yan Tinghan is fully aware of the relationship between men and women, and even has a full understanding of things like splitting peaches and breaking sleeves. understanding—after all, even if he himself disdains to seek sex, knowledge is always indispensable.

But after entering the palace, Yan Tinghan stepped on the blade.

When he promised the little emperor to enter the palace as regent, he knew that he would probably die, but he didn't know how long he would live and how much he would do for the world... So Yan Tinghan was in the palace, His mind is all on government affairs, and the rest of his energy is almost entirely devoted to taking care of and teaching the little emperor. He even spares time to practice swordsmanship, riding and archery, etc. After all, when the royal family is hunting, Yan Tinghan is not worried about any of them. The person who followed the little emperor had always personally protected him. If his skills could not keep up, it would not be as simple as losing his life.

Such a positive Master Yan, how can there be time to think about spring?

On weekdays, there would be court ladies who pretended to meet by chance, pretended to be sad, etc., but unfortunately, Master Yan was so full of thoughts about the little emperor of Jiangshan Sheji, he really didn't understand the style, so he didn't touch any of them.

But recently, the Grand Master of Yan has added some troubles.

His little emperor has grown up.In three or four months, the little emperor will be eighteen.

A young man who is about to turn eighteen always likes to run to the National Teacher Hall recently, and spends the night in the National Teacher Hall eight out of ten days.

Although Yan Tinghan didn't think there was any problem with it... But it would be wrong to add some other movements.

The person who always loves to push the quilt on weekdays insists that his quilt is not warm, and wants to get into his quilt, and finally has to completely send himself into his arms before he stops.The pliable and slender young man was hugged in his arms. After a while, he would put his hands on his abdominal muscles. If the abdominal muscles were not allowed to be touched, he would touch his back, endlessly like an apprentice.

Yan Tinghan is at the age of 26 and [-] years old, how can he not react when he is always being tickled like this; but when the little emperor realized that he was reacting, he stopped belatedly, shrinking like a quail I can't stand still, I can't get enough.

Then, the next day, history repeated itself.

Loving someone is impossible to hide.

The little emperor was not very good at hiding in front of Yan Tinghan, let alone he couldn't help but move his hands and feet.For many late nights, Yan Tinghan hugged the little emperor in his arms, and heard him talking in his sleep: "Brother Tinghan..." Then he laughed, especially sweetly while holding the great master.

Once, twice...many times.

As if sleeping with him was a sweet dream.

It's just that Yan Tinghan doesn't like meat, and it's not that he doesn't have emotional intelligence.

He used to treat the little emperor as his younger brother, but now he has to separate him and treat him as a peer.He paid attention to it for ten years, and the person who occupied his whole life after the age of 17 grew up. He admired him, cut out a heart and handed it to his eyes, and stuffed it into his arms...

How could you not be tempted.

Yan Jiang gently brushed the little emperor's messy forehead hair away, kissed his forehead in his sleep, and coaxed him: "Be good." Then he greedily hugged him in his arms, and pretended nothing had happened the next day. Tsukuru didn't know it at all, and let this little fool who thought he hid it well pounce on him again and again, hitting his heart.

The little emperor likes him, and he also likes this little guy, this matter is not allowed in the world.

Yan Tinghan didn't want to ruin this Mingjun, but he was also greedy and selfish and didn't want to let go of this relationship.For the first time, Yan Da Guoshi, who acted decisively, had a matter that he could not choose.

On Chen Hedi's birthday, Empress Huizhen held a "blind date banquet" calmly and in accordance with the usual practice.

The two people at the banquet each clarified their thoughts in their hearts, and this ordinary banquet added a lot of unbearable anxiety.

Which girl has exquisite eyebrows, which lady dances like a peerless dancer, which lady has read poetry and books...all of them have become broken tiles under the feet, making people restless.

Yan Tinghan's ability to pretend to be calm for so many years is not bragging, no matter how hard and angry he is in his heart, his face is still calm; while the little emperor secretly looked at the indifferent appearance of the national teacher, feeling depressed.

This heartless, stinky national teacher.

Chen and Di drank themselves a few glasses of wine, and when they saw that Yan Tinghan didn't stop them, they became even more depressed.He has a good capacity for alcohol, and he will not get drunk after a thousand glasses, but alcohol is not a good thing after all, Yan Tinghan is afraid that he will hurt his body, so he controls him strictly on weekdays and never allows him to drink too much.

As a result, this time Yan Tinghan not only ignored him, but also drank a few more glasses.

A dinner is tasteless.When the banquet was over, Yan Tinghan bid farewell to the little emperor and returned to the National Teacher Hall with a normal expression. Chen Zhanxiao sat silently in his seat, looking at the hall with carved beams and painted buildings, feeling bitter and unspeakable in his heart.

As a result, before Chen and Di let themselves feel sad for a long time, it is said that Queen Huizhen, who had already gone back to rest, came.

Empress Huizhen didn't take the usual way, she first gave Chen and Di a brainstorm when she came up, and then slapped two small round boxes on the table in front of Chen and Di.

"Okay, look like a worthless... I see that your brother Ting Han is also interested, so you can go to the National Teacher Hall to sleep tonight." Empress Huizhen clicked the two boxes, "This thing, too hospital Yes, you can use it."

Chen and Emperor: "..."

Chen and Di's expressions changed a few times, and when they fully realized it, he jumped up and hugged Queen Huizhen fiercely, then put on two boxes and ran away, the monkey was extremely anxious: "Thank you, Queen Mother!"

Empress Huizhen stood there for a long time, shaking her head with a broken smile.

"The eldest princess's child is already twelve..." After a few more years of raising her, she will be able to succeed to the throne.

In the early morning of the next day, Chen and Emperor did not show up at all, and the national teacher Yan Tinghan was in charge of politics.

On the morning of the third day, Chen and Emperor still did not show up, and the national teacher Yan Tinghan was in charge of the government.

On the morning of the fourth day, Chen and Di showed up, even more foolish than before.

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