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After that day, neither Wei Liao nor Fu Xiru mentioned what happened or what didn't happen.

Even if the fire burns, there will be no traces. They are still a pair of old lovers who are inseparable, a king and a minister who stick to their positions.

Wei Liao was not without frustration, he threw the pillow on the ground viciously when he got up, and acted like a normal person in front of Fu Xiru for a few days, but in fact all the waiters in the palace were trembling, lest the wrath of thunder would fall on him.

The routine failed, he still didn't know what Fu Xiru wanted, what he was thinking, and even started to regret it, as if all this was his fault, angry for no reason, wandering around in the bedroom, and dropped things once or twice.

Fu Xiru didn't expect to deceive him so easily, and felt a little bit embarrassed in his heart that he didn't know how to describe it.Wei Liao's temptation was expected by him, but he didn't expect the twists and turns that occurred in it, and it was enough to consume his energy, and even for a while, he didn't want to see him again.

Things are different, and people have to face the most difficult to support. Fu Xiru really thought about the possibility of being sick, but the whole family looked it up and down, and there was no one to count on except himself, so he had no choice but to continue to cheer up and serve the king. .

Xie Yizhi brought him the news that Pei Mi was quietly inquiring about the secret history of the late emperor's palace, especially related to King Langya at that time. As if catching a clue, I couldn't help but investigate.

How about finding out the past?What matters is the present.

The matter of Princess Qinghe's return to Beijing is considered settled. As the end of the year approaches, the weather is cold and the roads are difficult to walk, so I set off after the beginning of spring, and it will be February and March when I arrive in Chang'an. Fu Xiru sent two or three letters, and then Occasionally entering the palace, having absent-minded conversations with Wei Liao, the days are quite leisurely.

If you don't look at the undercurrents under the thick ice, you can live like this all the time, and there is nothing wrong with it.

After the seal, Wei Liao actually wouldn't just sit idle, the sacrifices followed closely, first the most holy master, the gods of heaven and earth, and then the ancestors of the ancestral temple.He is still young, and his body shape will change, so he has to use the crowns that he made a few months ago to try one by one. When Fu Xiru entered the palace again, he happened to encounter such a scene.

Wei Liao has always been impatient to try on clothes, not to mention the thick and complicated dresses, even if someone serves him, it is tiring to change them without his own efforts.His annoyed look carried an innocence that couldn't be shaken off, not annoying, even sweet.

When Fu Xiru came in, he was wearing knee-length pleats and a pair of red trousers underneath. He didn't wear shoes, and the hem of the trousers was spread out. He stepped on the carpet with bare feet and lost his temper with Ziqiong: "Take them all out!"

Ziqiong seemed to be used to his temper, she didn't take it seriously, and persuaded softly: "There are only two sets left, which are actually not many, Your Majesty..."

Just as they were talking, Fu Xiru came in, and Ziqiong shut up, didn't speak anymore, quickly directed the palace servants with gestures, and went out together.

There is a precedent for this. When they were together before, Wei Liao didn't like to be left behind to serve. When Fu Xiru just came back, they looked weird, and Ziqiong didn't dare to make her own claims. Since the last time Fu Xiru and After Wei Liao's incident in the side hall, she asked the little maid who served Fu Xiru to go in and sent water back once, and she had a solid foundation in her mind, so everything went on as usual.

Fu Xiru asked Ann, and sat down in front of the dark-faced Wei Liao.

Wei Liao wears a very simple crown every day. His hair is too hard, and his scalp hurts. There is a rhino horn hairpin inside, and the head is carved into the shape of a dragon with teeth and claws. It is indescribably suitable for the expression of the scene now.

Fu Xiru wanted to laugh for some reason, but he was a well-groomed gentleman, he lowered his head, cleared his throat, and held back.

Wei Liao sat alone for a while and felt that something was wrong.Getting angry about a pile of clothes was not worth it, so I calmed down and got off the bed with bare feet, looking for things in the piles of clothes.

Before he took it out, Fu Xiru really didn't know it was a purple dress.

Afterwards, Fu Xiru realized that something was not quite right: officials of the third rank and above in this dynasty wear purple, and Wei Liao tried today all the uniforms, so there should be no way to mix a purple suit in it, unless he wanted it himself. ——Sure enough, Wei Liao took out another goldfish bag.

It seems that calling him in today means that Wei Liao is about to settle down.

Fu Xiru didn't speak, but asked with his eyes.

Wei Liao came over with his robe and threw it on his lap: "Look."

In fact, there is nothing to look at. Most of the purple clothes in the world are the same. The one Wei Liao brought is blue and purple in color. It is made of high-quality silk and satin, with dark lines like flowing water. It is probably a phoenix and a crane, with a heavy brilliance on it. Scattered, it is hard to tell whether it is the brilliance of power or the brilliance of the clothes themselves.

Wei Liao found out the jade belt again, and even found a thin white silk mid-ranger, and piled them all around Fu Xiru, like an order, or like asking: "Try to change it?"

Fu Xiru brushed the bright purple clothes on his knees with his hands, but didn't understand what he meant for a moment.His hands were slender and fair-skinned, and he couldn't get tanned no matter what. Against the cold purple color, Wei Liao was drawn to his eyes without knowing it, and followed him until Fu Xiru was bewildered and hummed.

He could hardly hold back the nonchalant mask.

"Why don't you try it?"

Fu Xiru understood what he meant, and looked down at the purple dress again.

There are only two levels of prefectures and counties in this dynasty, and the prefectures are divided into Shangzhou, Zhongzhou, and Xiazhou. The official positions of governors are different. Youzhou has a large population. It should have been Shangzhou, but it started from the first emperor. , in charge of the military and political power, the official position of the governor will be lowered, and there are also those from the fourth rank.

At the time of Wei Liao, the governors of Youzhou, Pinglu, and Fanyang were the same person, and Yun Heng's desire for power was not serious, because he was used to being the king and hegemony in the resident, and the governor of the province became his subordinate of course. Official, when Fu Xiru was the governor of Youzhou, he was no more than the fourth rank.

The fourth rank wears scarlet, and the third rank wears purple. The difference is only one step, but this step is a world of difference.I thought it would take a lot of effort to put on the clothes, but unexpectedly, Wei Liao brought them to him.

He knows what he wants, but does Wei Liao know what he wants as a king?

Wei Liao didn't know what he was thinking, and didn't want to know. Seeing that he was silent and thoughtful, he turned around again and took a box from the shelf.

It was a box made of fine iron, inlaid with bright gemstones, narrow and long, when it was placed on the table, it made a heavy sound.Fu Xiru knew this box, and knew what was inside it before. He raised his eyebrows and saw that Wei Liao had no intention of showing off, so he opened the lock and lifted it up.

There was indeed a sword inside. There were clusters of red silk and a shark-skin scabbard, which almost filled the entire box. The sword inside was undecorated, six feet long, and the ears of the sword rolled upwards. On the side, there is a cold light flowing like a cold star.

Looking at the name engraved on the hilt of the sword, he suddenly wanted to sigh.

That is the sword name, Longyuan.

Naturally, this is not the famous ancient sword, the so-called "to know the dragon's abyss, observe its shape, like climbing a mountain, facing the abyss", but after the founding of the dynasty, the founding emperor ordered people to recast the twelve gold swords according to ancient books. One of the swords.This item is only given to the nobles of the royal family, such as the Tai Ah who abolished the prince, such as Wei Liao's Long Yuan.

On the day he ascended the throne, Fu Xiru was his leading officer. When he wanted a sword, Wei Liao gave him Longyuan. Fu Xiru didn't bring it when he left Beijing, but Wei Liao took it back.After going around in circles, she unexpectedly came back to Fu Xiru again.

"I'll give it back to you." Wei Liao knew that he should mobilize some emotions at this time, but instead he said it dryly. Seeing that Fu Xiru was stunned, he took a breath, regained a little feeling, and bent down to pretend to be serious. Look at him: "Why, shouldn't you be grateful?"

Fu Xiru was even slower than him to react, so he met his gaze, curled the corners of his mouth, and said obediently: "Thank you, Your Majesty."

No one said why it came back, no one asked what was going on, no one knew if they had reached some kind of sacrifice, or balance.

Wei Liao wanted to post it, but had to step back: "Let me see if I change into my clothes."

He didn't know that he looked very docile at this moment, the thorns were all gone, his tone was gentle and restrained, even if the request was not reasonable because of this, Fu Xiru was powerless to refuse.

He stood up and undressed himself.

This time it was not as eager as drunkenness, it was actually very smooth to take off, throwing away the belt casually, Fu Xiru raised his head and pulled open the neckline layer by layer, and took off his clothes.Wei Liao took the mid laner, which probably means to let him get off to the end, there is no need to be perfunctory.

Wei Liao took two steps back, leaned against the table and watched without taking his eyes off it.

He knew that the wounds on Fu Xiru's body were definitely not limited to his face, but he didn't have time to look closely that day, let alone explore. It's a pity that he didn't see anything. Today's timing is just right.

Youzhou is located in a fortress, remote and dangerous. Even though he is a governor, Fu Xiru was not immune to the danger. There was a scar on his chest that almost touched his ribs, and another scar on his abdomen.

The Ministry of Rituals prepared official uniforms, and certainly would not prepare trousers, so Wei Liao looked at his abdomen, and it was over.He went up calmly, seeing that Fu Xiru had finished undressing, and bent down to get the mid laner——Wei Liao suddenly changed his mind.

"You don't need to wear it anymore." He stepped forward and picked up the official uniform, not letting himself pay too much attention to Fu Xiru's chest, waist and abdomen that seemed to be emitting heat, and he seemed to have a reason to ask: "Try wearing this." That's it."

Fu Xiru had no choice but to hesitate, Wei Liao snatched the mid laner from his hand and threw it away, so Fu Xiru had no choice but to obey.

The shape of the public uniform is doomed not to wear nothing inside and only one piece. It is originally intended to show majesty and to eliminate the personal characteristics in it to a great extent. If you wear it up like this, there will be an impertinent atmosphere invisibly. , Wei Liao stretched out his hand to gather up the skirt for him, fastened it with a belt, and the meaning became clearer.

He was still holding the goldfish bag in his hand, but he had to rub Fu Xiru's waist repeatedly unnecessarily when he touched Fu Xiru's waist to fasten it for him.

Fu Xiru didn't stop him, and let the king serve him in this purple suit.

They were too close, it seemed that they couldn't breathe for each other, and they didn't want to be separated. When Wei Liao raised his eyes, he met Fu Xiru's eyes.

Wei Liao stretched out his hand to press on his chest, and slowly lowered it, hooking the jade belt, and he could still feel the residual warmth of Fu Xiru's body on his fingers.He changed his mind, before he had time to look at it, he stretched out his hand and tore off the jade belt, and smiled at Fu Xiru first: "I am rewarded with a high salary, so Ai Qing is reluctant to smile at me?"

It's been a long time, and he hasn't seen Fu Xiru smile.

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The author has something to say

I did a little bit of textual research, but the fish bag didn't mention it, so let's do it next time.It stands to reason that you should wear inner singles, middle singles, etc., but anyway, the purpose is to watch a strip show, so I don’t do these things. In the end, the middle singles don’t have time to wear them, so the day is right.

Another joke that comes to mind: Fu Xiru, the most expensive stripper in history.