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Yan's eyes turned to the balcony, where Shuangfang was sleeping soundly, and there was no guard guarding him today.

"Yanyan, you're awake~!" Suddenly, an enthusiastic greeting sounded from behind, making Yan Wanruo jump all over when struck by lightning, and his hair stood on end.

"Ah?" Yan touched the back of his head and didn't dare to look back, just pretending to be confused, "How could I sleep here?"

"I carried you here last night." Usman sat up with a smile, "You are so heavy that my arms are so tired..."

"Nonsense! Obviously I carried you here..." Yan suddenly turned his head, and seeing Usman's meaningful smile, he knew he had been fooled!

"Yes, I'm talking nonsense, you can hit me to vent your anger. But I have no choice but to make such a bad move." Usman sighed, "Are you thinking of leaving secretly without saying hello?"

"How do you call leaving secretly?" Yan got out of bed and straightened his clothes, "I came here in an open manner, and I will leave in an open manner."

"So, you won't go to the balcony today?"

"Don't go." Yan Tie's face was green.Even though he was just thinking about slipping away from the balcony.

"That, that..." Usman was still sitting on the bed, looking shy like a new wife, "The thing you promised her about the bridal chamber last night... it counts."

The corner of Yan's mouth twitched, and then said, "What bridal chamber?"

"Yanyan really wants to renege..."

"What's wrong with you, I don't owe you any money." Yan was about to practice Tai Chi.

"You don't owe money, but you owe 'someone'..." Usman scratched the embroidery pattern on the pillow with his fingers full of grievances, "Of course, if you don't want to admit it, there's nothing I can do. At most, it's heartbreak, heartbreak, heartbreak, heart..."

"Do you have so many hearts?" Yan couldn't help complaining.

"Yes." Usman looked at Yan and said affectionately, "I have a heart for Yan Yan, I have another heart for loving Yan Yan, and another heart for thinking about Yan Yan...don't look at it." My heart has many hearts, but they are all scorching."

The corner of Yan's mouth twitched again, and he squeezed out an unnatural smile: "Can I not?"

"No, it's all engraved with names." Usman pointed to his chest, and said solemnly, "Chun, Yu, Yan, Zhuan, Zhu, Yong, Xin."

"Usman."

"Ok?"

"Don't play tricks with me, I won't let you down." Yan maintained a stiff smile, "On the day of the bridal chamber, I will sleep with you."

"Ah?" Usman was astonished.

snort!I know that you kid only wants to sleep with me, and never wants to be slept by me.Yan secretly complained, and then smiled on his face: "Why don't you like it? If you don't like it, forget it, it's not a big deal."

"No, Yanyan." Usman quickly explained, "I was surprised because since you want to sleep with me, why wait until the day of the bridal chamber, you can do it now!"

"What?" Now it was Yan's turn to be surprised.

"Come on! Yanyan~~" Usman patted the vacant seat beside him, and smiled brightly, "You can do whatever 'bad things' to me~."

Yan's heart was beating wildly, shit!I was seduced by his beauty again.

When I go back, I have to copy the Buddhist scriptures, copying the Buddhist scriptures a hundred times!

Thinking in his heart, Yan stared hard at the ceiling with his eyeballs, and was about to forcefully calm down when Usman spoke again.

"If you don't know how to do it, I can teach you by hand." Usman's words revealed a seasoned sophistication, "Do whatever makes you comfortable."

Yan's anger came up after a while, and he didn't understand Usman, why he could always easily annoy himself, which was easier than bragging about the jokes.

"Yanyan?" Usman was still waiting for Yan to go to bed.

Yan Nu blushed and clenched his fists, but his anger suddenly disappeared, and he looked at Usman with a smile and said, "Well, I'm here."

Usman was so surprised that he flew up.

Yan didn't even take off his shoes, stepped on the bed, and quickly poked Usman under the left side of the ribs, the gesture was almost invisible.

"Hahaha! Hahahahaha..." Usman laughed until he couldn't straighten up, "Yan, hahaha... Yan..."

Yan got out of bed expressionlessly, and left through the main entrance.

Feralas cleaned the library in the priest's tower all night and morning, and reported the results to Usman with dark circles under his eyes. Seeing that Yalta was guarding the king's bedroom door but not going in, he wondered what was going on. Son.

Later, when they learned that His Highness the Prince was also inside, they also pawed at the crack of the door and listened to the movement with their ears sideways.

When Yan went out, he bumped into him.

Feralas coughed lightly and saluted, "Good morning, Your Highness."

"Yeah." Yan nodded, coughed lightly, straightened his back, and strode away.

Feralas rushed into the room filled with loud laughter, and saw their lord lying on the bed, laughing so hard that he couldn't stand upright.

"Fei...hahahaha...yan...yan...!"

"Your Highness is gone." Feralas replied.

"Laugh...he hahahaha...pointed...hahahahahaha...acupuncture point," Usman said, holding his belly that hurt from laughing, "quick...hahaha...let me explain...hahahaha! "

"Of order." Feralas relieved Usman's acupuncture point, he is both civil and military.

"—Ahem!" Two pearly tears rolled down Usman's blushing cheeks, and Feralas was a little distracted by his beautiful appearance.

However, a sharp look from Jun Shang brought him back to his senses, and he was so shocked that he trembled all over.

"Your servant is disrespectful and deserves death!"

"Alas..." Usman didn't bother to pay attention to him, lying on his back, exhausted, "I'm so tired from laughing..."

"Hurry up, Yalta, bring tea to your majesty." Feras said.

Yalta came in immediately and prepared morning tea for Usman.

"Your Majesty, please forgive me for talking too much," Feralas said as he stepped back, "Dayan's customs are different from those of Xiliang, so you shouldn't tell the prince what you are good at. The prince's face can't be wiped away. , a good thing will turn yellow..."

"Can you talk while hiding?" Usman looked at Feralas.

"Isn't the subject afraid of death?"

"Afraid of death, you talk so much nonsense!" Usman glared at him and said, "What do you know, a bachelor, this king is advancing in order to retreat."

"What, did you do it on purpose?"

"If you don't let him drink some vinegar, how can he recognize his own mind?"

"you……"

"what happened?"

"I'm just glad that the prince just tapped your laughing point this time, in case he gets angry and accidentally misses..." Feralas swallowed and said, "Your Majesty, this is a life-threatening thing. , I advise you to do less."

Usman took the morning tea with some milk from Yalta, and pondered: "It makes sense, Yanyan will really kill me."

"Isn't it?"

"It seems that the king has to make a will first." Usman took a sip of tea and put down the silver cup. "Otherwise, one day I really annoyed Yan Yan and was killed by him by mistake. You must not trouble him."

"This, this..."

"So it's better to explain in advance." Usman said seriously.

Feralas didn't know how he got out of Junshang's dormitory, all he knew was that his legs were weak, that Junshang wanted to make a will, and in Xiliang, no one made that thing until the last moment, because it was unlucky.

"Love makes people blind, even people like Your Majesty are no exception." Feralas sighed.However, Feralas looked back and thought about it, the smile on the king's face every time he mentioned the prince...is really beautiful.

Maybe because of that happy smile, I should also protect Jun Shang's love affair.

"Hey, you said you want to write a will, but I'm not allowed to draft it... How should I write this thing, um... Anyway, as long as it is stated that His Royal Highness is not guilty, it is purely that the king is looking for death." Feralas babbled While holding his notebook, he went back to work.

Yan returned to his residence with a livid face. Ilya was standing in the flower hall, watering the flowers. Seeing him, he immediately came forward

Question: "Yan, I heard you did something to Jun Shang last night? Is it true?"

"What, what?" Yan narrowed his eyes and asked.

"That's right," Ilya leaned close to Yan's ear, and snickered, "You've wiped out your majesty, how does it feel? But ecstasy..."

"It's unpalatable." Yan frowned, interrupting Ilya's cat-like expression.

"What?" Ilya was very surprised, "No way, how can such a beauty in the world be unpalatable. Yan, is it because your way of eating is wrong? How about I teach..."

"How old am I, how could I not know how to 'eat'!" Yan got angry at Ilya inexplicably, and then went to the bedroom angrily.

Shen Fangyu came, and before he entered the door, he heard His Highness shouting "eat", and then saw His Highness rushing into the bedroom in a hurry...

"Ilya, why is Your Highness angry?" Shen Fangyu asked, "Did you feed him the wrong thing?"

"Sigh." Ilya looked at Shen Fangyu with a righteous face, shook his head and said, "How should I make an agreement with you, you just treat yourself as His Highness and eat badly, so you must be in a bad mood."

"Then tell the imperial physician!" Shen Fangyu was anxious.

"No need, it's not that serious." Ilya said, "By the way, what are you here for?"

Probably because of the special friendship of liking the same person and standing together, Ilya is not so alien to Shen Fangyu.

"Come to greet Your Highness." Shen Fangyu said, "There was a dinner yesterday, and I thought His Highness would sleep a little longer, so I came here now. What's wrong?"

"That's right, we weren't at the dinner party yesterday..." Ilya looked at Shen Fangyu, nodded and said, "No wonder you look calm..."

"What happened last night?" Shen Fangyu suddenly became worried, "Your Majesty gave my Highness a problem again?"

"What's yours and mine? They're all mixed together now." Ilya smiled, and she looked very pretty, like a little fox.

"What's the matter? Ilya, can you make it clear?" Shen Fangyu felt awkward.

"This kind of thing can only be understood and cannot be expressed in words." Ilya wanted to pat Shen Fangyu on the shoulder, but forgot that he was holding the shower in his hand, and watered half of Shen Fangyu's body when he stretched out his hand.

"Hey." Shen Fangyu quickly patted the water beads off his clothes.

"I'm so sorry!" Ilya quickly apologized, "I watered you like a flower."

"That's all." Shen Fangyu was not very happy, but he didn't bother with Ilya, "I'll change my clothes again, so as not to be rude to Your Highness."

"It's okay, Your Highness won't mind."

"I will." Shen Fangyu turned and left after speaking.

"This guy is really interesting. He is really serious about chasing Yan." Ilya thought for a while, then continued to water the flowers with the water bottle.

In the bedroom, Yan was sitting in front of the desk and writing a letter to the emperor's brother.

It was the half-finished letter yesterday, he just wrote the witch sparrow pattern on the sarcophagus.

Ilya finally finished watering all the flowers and came in to bring tea to Yan.

"You remember me." Yan squinted at Ilya and said, "I'm almost dying of thirst."

"Huh? I thought you had morning tea at Junshang's place, so I didn't rush to bring it to you." Ilya put the hot tea, custard cake and other pastries on the table, and saw that Yan's letter had been written more than a dozen times. page up.

"Don't mention him." Yan frowned and said, "He is not a good person."

Elijah stood by and looked at the beautiful big swallow characters on the letter.

"Why don't you refute?" Yan put his pen down and asked.

"Because your majesty is not a good person." Ilya smiled and said, "If your majesty wants to be a good person, you can't be the emperor of Xiliang.

emperor.As the saying goes, good people don't live long. "

Yan sighed: "Forget it, pretend I haven't said anything."

"Yan, are you writing a family letter, or are you writing a biography?" Ilya looked closer, "Why are there so many words, can Emperor Dayan have the patience to read them all?"