Spring Breeze Crossing Guanshan

According to Guan Junchen's wishes, Wang Jinzhi sent someone to take Yan Chunxi away. The young man in a thin white shirt was very quiet and obedient. After passing by, he knelt straight outside the Hall of Zhengxin without saying a word.

Wang Jinzhi didn't make people embarrass this wounded young man too much, and it can't be said that it was all because of compassion. Wang Jinzhi has followed Guan Junchen for more than ten years since he was a child, and he has long been familiar with Guan Junchen's temperament.

After this Prince Ning ascended the throne, he became more and more gloomy and quiet, and he did not show any emotions. There was never a favored servant who could make Guan Junchen so angry, let alone save his life after being so angry.How could Wang Jinzhi not be aware of Guan Junchen's violent mood just now? He clearly suppressed his anger abruptly—kneeling as punishment, not allowed to eat, as long as he admits his mistake, this is not a punishment for Guan Junchen.

Wang Jinzhi was in the position of being in charge, so naturally he couldn't say much, but he felt more and more that Yan Chunxi's position in Guan Junchen's heart was far beyond that of a Mr. Heyuan.

After taking care of Yan Chunxi's affairs, Wang Jinzhi returned to the Fifth Court.

When he stood outside the door, a trace of secret pain flashed in his dark eyes, he hesitated for a long time and finally pushed the door and walked in.

Cheng Yixuan was alone in the room.

He was curled up in the brocade quilt, only showing a pale face. When he saw Wang Jin coming in, there was a hint of joy in his peach blossom eyes, but soon he drooped sadly as if thinking of something. When she closed her eyes, her long eyelashes trembled slightly.

Seeing his expression, Wang Jinzhi felt very uncomfortable in his heart, but he couldn't show it on his face anyway. He stood by the bed, didn't sit down, but asked in a low voice: "Mr. ...he still misses you."

"I...I'm fine. Don't let the prince bother."

Cheng Yixuan said in a low voice, he has always been obedient, and his answer is the same as usual.

But at this point, Cheng Yixuan suddenly paused.

He bit his lip and remained silent for a long time, when he raised his head to look at Wang Jinzhi again, tears were already shining in those peach blossom eyes under the lamplight.

As if he could no longer suppress his grievances, he choked up and cried helplessly: "I hurt...my body hurts so much."

Wang Jinzhi looked at the reddened eyes of the young man in front of him, hearing him cry out for pain so pitifully, he just felt sore in his heart.

This child has no one to rely on in this world. He lives carefully in this palace, all relying on Guan Junchen's doting when he is in a good mood. Now even this insignificant thing has been mercilessly torn to pieces , but he didn't even dare to tell Guan Junchen the pain.

Wang Jinzhi stretched out his hand slightly like a ghost, but then felt a burst of panic, and wanted to take it back when he was halfway there.

But his hand was suddenly held by Cheng Yixuan, and the young man buried his tear-soaked face in his palm, and asked while crying: "What did I do wrong...? Why... Sincere brother."

Wang Jinzhi suddenly felt a "bang" in his heart, as if a thunder exploded in his chest.

He knew that this was absolutely unacceptable, how could he touch Prince Ning's people, how could Cheng Yixuan call him like that.

But he knew it long ago. Ever since Cheng Yixuan entered the mansion, he couldn't help but look at this young man a few more times. The way Cheng Yixuan looked at him, the affection he had for him, the sincere brother came so suddenly, but It seemed that it was already in his heart.

"you are right."

Wang Jinzhi's body was stiff, but he still gently wiped away the teardrops on the boy's face with his fingers. He looked at Cheng Yixuan's wet eyes when he looked at him, and his heart was tangled up. How could he do such a thing, no matter it was Everything that Guan Junchen bestowed on him, and the strict regulations of the palace, would not allow him to be so presumptuous.

Wang Jinzhi took a deep breath, finally suppressed all the pain in his heart, calmly withdrew his hand, then took a step back, lowered his eyes and said in a low voice: "Mr. "

Cheng Yixuan stared blankly at Wang Jinzhi who was suddenly far away from him, as if he gradually understood something, the light in his eyes died little by little.

"The lord has already said that he gave you the position of the eldest son of Heyuan." Wang Jinzhi almost closed his eyes and said this sentence, he knew how cruel he was.

Cheng Yixuan's eyes were filled with tears, but he quickly lowered his head and stared blankly at the cloud patterns embroidered on the brocade quilt.

He slowly showed a dejected smile, and finally he said calmly: "Steward Wang, Xuan'er understands everything—then please thank the lord for Xuan'er."

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Two thousand miles to the north of Jinling City.

In the dark night, a slender man in brocade clothes came to the majestic and lofty city gate alone on a strong Zhao Yebai. The domineering "Chang'an" word.

"Who is coming!"

The guard guarding the city gate held the torch and looked down from a distance, but couldn't see the man's face clearly, so he lowered his head and shouted loudly.

With a backhand, the man pulled out the red gold long sword behind his back with a "clang" sound, raised his hands above his head, and said in a hoarse voice: "Here is the Emperor Sword."

The guard suddenly changed color.

The commander of Wuyi Lane holds the red gold emperor sword, as if the emperor is in person, even the first-rank officials of the dynasty can take it directly, and these small guards without rank must kneel down to see him.

There was a plop plop kneeling on the top of the city tower, and after kowtowing, the leading guard shouted: "Open the city gate—respectfully invite the commander to enter the city!"

The man put away the Huangji sword and didn't dismount. He only waited for the gate of the city to open and rode Juechen straight to the direction of the palace.

The guards all watched the figure under Chang'an Yuexia gradually leave. After a long time, the leader said in a low voice, "I'm afraid it's Mr. Xia from Wuyixiang."

Of course he is not wrong.

The key to the palace gate late at night can enter the palace without notification, and there is really no second person in Dazhou today who has this kind of grace.

……

"Yo, Lord Xia, you are back. It's been hot these days, and the emperor is not in a good mood. Of course, it's because we didn't handle the job well. It seems that you can serve him properly when you come back."

Outside the Qianyuan Hall, Wen Jiannan, who was dressed in tea camel-colored official uniform with python patterns, sounded warm, but in fact he was rather thorny, but there was no expression on his white and beardless face, his hands were hidden in the sleeves of his robe, and his five fingers Skinny and shriveled, but there is a faint layer of red color that has been practiced to the extreme.

Wen Jiannan is the chief manager of the second rank, taking care of all the trivial matters of the emperor's daily life, and he is still ranked several times ahead of Xia Baimei in the list of masters in the palace. I personally gave him a python suit to show my love for him.Although he was an eunuch, he was indeed a very powerful figure in the Great Zhou Dynasty.

"Eunuch Wen, is the emperor going to bed?" Xia Baimei bowed slightly, with a rather respectful face.

Although Xia Baimei had a very close relationship with Zhou Yingdi, Wen Jiannan had always been at odds with him, and would even throw a face every now and then, as if he didn't take him seriously at all.

When Xia Baimei was young, she was also very angry, and relied on Emperor Zhou Ying's favor and Wenjian to fight against him once, but who knew that Emperor Zhou Ying did not take care of him at all, instead he gave him a hundred blows with the cane.

Over the years, the older he got, the more he realized that Wen Jiannan might not really have any issues with him, even if it was a fight for favor, he wouldn't make it so obvious on purpose, those behaviors were clearly deliberate avoidance of suspicion and alienation.

Xia Baimei is an official in Wuyi Lane, Wen Jiannan is in the palace, these powerful eunuchs are the closest people to the emperor, and it is precisely because of this that they have to be at odds.

Emperor Zhou Ying had a deep mind and was the best at checking and balancing. How could he allow the commander of Wuyi Lane outside the palace and the chief executive to have a close relationship.

This truth, Xia Baimei also slowly comprehended thoroughly, relying on this comprehension, during his tenure in Wuyi Lane, he never had any private acquaintance with any high-ranking officials, princes and nobles. Taboo of Emperor Zhou Ying.

"Where can it be?" Wen Jiannan turned to the side and made a gesture of invitation, with a half-smile on his face: "The emperor is still waiting for you in Qianyuan Hall."

Xia Baimei took a deep breath, nodded, and stepped on the white jade steps with his dark military boots, walking up step by step.

Emperor Zhou Ying was famous for his hard work when he was the crown prince in the East Palace. Now it has been three years since he ascended the throne, and he has always been diligent in governing. The graceful scene of nearly a hundred concubines during the period was simply worlds apart.

He didn't enter the harem, so he almost always stayed in the apse of Qianyuan Hall, Zhezi often didn't rest until late at night, so Xia Baimei was not surprised to hear that the emperor was still awake.

Seeing that it was Xia Baimei, the little eunuch guarding the door naturally saluted and then went in to pass the message. After Zhou Yingdi spoke, all the maids and eunuchs waiting inside also retreated.

This is of course an old rule, since Master Xia is here, there is no need for them inside.

Xia Baimei gently pushed open the door of Qianyuan Hall by himself, only to see that the main hall on the first floor inside was almost dark and dark, only scattered candles were lit around, like a few sparks in the chaos.

He walked forward step by step in the darkness, and as usual, he walked a full eighteen steps before reaching the center of the hall.

He lifted up the hem of his robe, knelt down neatly, kowtowed his head to the ground, and said loudly: "Commander Xia Baimei of Wuyi Lane, I have seen the Holy Majesty."

"Get up." A deep and deep voice seemed to come from a very high and very far place.

Xia Baimei stood up respectfully, raised her head, and took a deep breath.

No matter how many times he has been to Qianyuan Hall, every time he raises his head, he still can't help but want to kneel down again.

In mid-air, more than two feet high above his head, nine horned dragon-shaped red gold pillars were like arch guards, supporting a round white marble platform.

On the high platform are two rare luminous pearls in the world, surrounded by four fire candles taller than a person, the candlelight and the luminous pearls complement each other, making the figure of the saint on the high platform like the only dazzling day in the entire grand and dark Qianyuan Temple.

Emperor Yingdi of Zhou didn't like to make large-scale construction projects, but Qianyuan Hall was built by his explicit orders after he ascended the throne.

The four sides of the bottom hall are 18 meters long, square and square. The round high platform is made of white marble. The jade body is carefully carved with patterns of playing dragons and auspicious clouds. On the top of the head are two night pearls, one large and one small, which mean the sun and the moon.

During the day, the smoke from the Jiulong Ding incense burner curls up like a cloud; at night, the bottom hall does not light too many candles, so that the only burning light in the whole hall comes from the high platform.

The sky is round, the sun and the moon alternate.

That high platform is the central dragon court, and Emperor Zhou Ying's dragon seat hangs high above the heads of all living beings like a bright sun in the sky.

Such a palace, such an emperor, looking up to the sky, the sun and the moon, overlooking the four poles and the eight wildernesses.

The preciousness of imperial power, the will of imperial power, can be said to have truly reached the extreme in this Qianyuan Hall.

"After receiving the order from the Holy Master, I rushed back to Chang'an day and night, and I dare not make mistakes."

Xia Baimei stood in the darkness, as usual, he felt a thousand times that even if he was standing, he was crawling under Zhou Yingdi's feet, how small and humble he was.

"I know."

The deep voice that seemed to come from the sky sounded again.

In Emperor Zhou Ying's voice, there was a hint of pampering suddenly: "Mei'er, come up."

Xia Baimei stepped up to the majestic white marble high platform step by step, of course he is no stranger to this place.

But every time, when he and the emperor of the Great Zhou overlooked the stars and candles in the bottom hall, he was still in awe of power.

Power, absolute power, it can endow people with god-like power.

Those candles are like the lights of thousands of families of the people of Dazhou in the summer night, the fate and joys and sorrows of the common people at dawn, how humble and shy they are swaying in front of this human emperor.

Emperor Zhou Ying sat behind the white jade desk in a bright yellow uniform with dragon patterns. Compared with his younger brothers who could be called dragons and phoenixes, his appearance was really not commendable.

However, on his mediocre face, there is a pair of dark eyes that are as deep as a cold pool.

His expression was neither sharp nor arrogant, and even gentle most of the time.

But so far, no one can penetrate his thoughts, and no one can deceive these eyes.

"Come on." Emperor Zhou Ying looked at Xia Baimei who was standing in front of his desk: "Tell me, what are my two younger brothers busy with?"

"As soon as Hou Yongfei was taken down, King Pingnan jumped over the wall in a hurry and wanted to go to Prince Laning of Jinling to join the water. However, he was really stupid. He couldn't catch one of Prince Ning's tricks. Naturally, Prince Ning gave him a thousand pounds. It means that many sides made side-steps, and then gave King Pingnan a small bargaining chip to bite Prince Ning, he thought that the disaster was brought to the east, and now he feels safe and secure."

"King Pingnan is disobedient, and I have sent General Pei to take him down. You don't have to worry about his affairs anymore." Zhou Yingdi wiped his hands slowly with a white silk scarf beside him. He was sending troops to Suppressing and taking down the second-rank county king of the current dynasty is no less serious than King Xiang's rebellion. It will surely shock the government and the public in a few days, but Zhou Yingdi's expression is clearly as leisurely as if he is chatting about family matters: " Let’s talk about Prince Ning.”

"Prince Ning...he seems to have some tricks." Xia Baimei paused slightly: "But, there is no conspiracy."

"No conspiracy?" Emperor Zhou Ying raised his head and glanced at Xia Baimei lightly.

Xia Bai's brows were flustered, and he immediately knew that he must have answered wrong.

But Zhou Yingdi smiled slightly immediately, put down the silk scarf, and said slowly: "Mei'er, you still don't know what treason is. Prince Ning has already conspired. Do you know when he conspired? "

"Weichen...don't know."

"Since before I came to the throne, when he made friends with King Xiang instead of my prince, he has been rebellious; since he was named a champion when he was young, and his achievements far surpassed my prince, he has been It is treason; since he and King Xiang came from the lineage of the former emperor Zhenfei, not from the lineage of my mother and queen, he has also been conspiracy. Whether he is now treason depends on whether I want to pursue it, and when Just pursue it."

Zhou Yingdi's eyes were cold, and the words in his mouth became more and more harsh, but after the last sentence, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he returned to his gentle look, and said calmly: "Meier, the word conspiracy —You can learn how to write from a book, but never take what it means from a book.”

These words were so chilling to the bone, Xia Baimei couldn't help but look terrified, and straightened his body: "I understand."

Emperor Zhou Ying was ten years older than him, and he entered the palace when he was a teenager, and it has been 16 years since he entered the palace.

But in front of this emperor, he always looks like an ignorant student.

Emperor Zhou Ying taught him to read, to play chess, and to maneuver. Everything he has today was bestowed on him by Emperor Zhou Ying.

Zhou Yingdi looked at Xia Baimei, but the smile on his face became softer, and he said softly: "Mei'er, I can count on you to come back."

Xia Baimei had always lowered his eyes, responding to the emperor's questions with a straight line like an ordinary courtier, but after hearing this sentence, he raised his head and looked straight at Emperor Zhou Ying.

The smile on Emperor Zhou Ying's face suddenly became bitter, and he frowned and said: "Concubine Xiang has been in the palace for more than a month, and I have never favored her. After all, Concubine Xiang came from an extraordinary background. The headache is severe. I am relieved to know that you will be able to enter the palace tonight, and Concubine Xuanxiang is already waiting in the back hall."

Xia Baimei's eyes dimmed slightly when he heard the word "Concubine Xiang", but then he pulled out the Huangji Sword and the Vajra Umbrella with his backhand and put them aside, then walked step by step behind the desk, teased Lifting the hem of the black robe, he was kneeling between Zhou Yingdi's legs.

"Your Majesty, Meier misses you."

Xia Baimei said in a hoarse voice, he no longer called himself a humble minister, but rested his head on the base of Zhou Yingdi's thigh, and pressed his face tightly against Zhou Yingdi's penis, gently rubbing it.

As for the emperor's crotch, there was no movement as usual.

Zhou Yingdi lowered his head and stretched out his hand to lift Xia Baimei's chin.

Xia Baimei obviously had the same dignified and jade-like face as in the past, but in Emperor Zhou Ying's crotch, it seemed that her appearance had changed in an instant.

His chest heaved gently under the black clothes, and his pair of phoenix eyes were full of burning desire. Under the bright candlelight, his black pupils seemed to be shimmering with a layer of water, and there was a faint gleam on his face. Her thin lips were slightly parted, revealing a light pink tongue.

He is usually the commander of the Wuyi Lane in the Great Zhou Dynasty. He is so imposing in the black clothes, even in front of Prince Ning, he can talk and laugh freely, with a straight body and a pair of sharp phoenix eyes.

No one in the world has ever seen Xia Baimei like this, even Emperor Zhou Ying had been in love with him for many years, they couldn't help but be amazed that he could be so sensual in an instant.

Zhou Yingdi's fingers suddenly inserted into Xia Baimei's mouth, roughly stirring those soft lips.

Xia Baimei didn't panic, nor did she dodge, she just let him ravage her like this, letting a trace of crystal saliva slide slowly from her mouth to her chin.

That kind of action itself is like a kind of foreplay of intense thrusting, how seductive.

But Zhou Yingdi still didn't feel any movement in his lower body, he suddenly stopped his hands with a bit of displeasure.

Xia Baimei looked at him, her phoenix eyes were moist: "Your Majesty, let Meier serve you..."

Emperor Zhou Ying didn't answer, Xia Baimei lowered his head, untied the obscene pants under his bright yellow robe, and then gently took out the thing that was still soft and drooping between Emperor Zhou Ying's legs.

Zhou Yingdi closed his eyes, even he himself despises such dejected things.

But Xia Baimei didn't care at all, he lowered his head, revealing a slender neck, and then wrapped Zhou Yingdi's lower body with his warm mouth.

He is really good at this matter, he used to always spin the golden ball in his palm, his hands are extremely skillful, at this moment he is gently kneading and stroking the two pouches under Zhou Yingdi's thing, sometimes with the tip of his tongue Licking and kissing the top of Zhou Yingdi's penis, sometimes sucking it deeply into the depths of his throat and then swallowing slowly.

After almost a full cup of tea time, Xia Baimei was licking so tenderly and skillfully. Although Emperor Zhou Ying felt that Xia Baimei was serving her comfortably, there was no improvement in the end.

He propped himself up slightly, and opened his eyes impatiently.

Zhou Yingdi looked at Xia Baimei's face, it was really a moving face.

Xia Baimei's handsome face is dignified and dignified, without a trace of gaudy glamour.Even the pair of evil white eyebrows are as slender and neat as the elegant distant mountains.

And this face that no one in the world can be unmoved by is now in his crotch, with his mouth wide open, lasciviously sucking his penis, his face flushed.

When those eyes looked at him, there was a trace of reverence and admiration in the lust.

Xia Baimei, how perfect he looks.

But he is an eunuch after all, he is not a man after all, he doesn't even have a single thing that doesn't work.

As soon as Zhou Yingdi thought to this point, he felt a strong enthusiasm rising from under Dao's crotch in vain.

It was this feeling. He loved it so much that his whole body became loose and he narrowed his eyes slightly.

Although he is the Ninth Five-Year Master, only Xia Baimei can give him the pleasure that all men in the world can experience from time to time.

So much so that he should pamper a concubine, he has to wait until Xia Baimei returns to Chang'an.

Zhou Yingdi sat up suddenly, grabbed Xia Baimei's black hair and forcefully turned his face up, then straightened his waist and ruthlessly inserted the penis deep into the man's hot and humid throat.

Xia Baimei couldn't help retching because of this violent action, and a few tears flowed out of his long and narrow phoenix eyes involuntarily, but he still looked at Emperor Zhou Ying foolishly.

Emperor Zhou Ying pulled out his penis contentedly, and the proudly erect thick thing hit Xia Baimei's face heavily, leaving a scarlet wetness. He closed his robe and stood up: "I Go to the apse."

"Your Majesty..." Xia Baimei gasped, his voice was already hoarse, and the sudden emptiness at this moment made him a little distracted. He looked up at Emperor Zhou Ying, and suddenly reached out and grabbed the corner of the bright yellow robe: " Are you back yet?"

"No." Emperor Zhou Ying stroked Xia Baimei's face, and said lightly: "Go, go to Bada Nanguan—be your man. Just remember, don't make mistakes again."

When Zhou Yingdi said the last four words, he gave Xia Baimei a meaningful look, then turned around and went to the apse.

"Meier will never dare." Xia Baimei's eyes were already brightened by lust, but they dimmed instantly when he looked at Emperor Zhou Ying's back. He lowered his head and kowtowed respectfully on the ground: emperor--"