Old Gong is proud of favor and favor

It was well organized.

But Jing An did not agree.

He glanced at the door and said, "I'll follow you."

Those dark guards outside are too weak.

Yan Hanzhang frowned slightly, feeling a little dissatisfied in his heart.

If it weren't for his good looks, he shouldn't be kept because of his arrogant appearance.

However, he is young and was a servant before, so it is normal for him not to know the rules.Yan Hanzhang didn't say anything too harsh, but just stroked Jing An's hair with his big palm, and said, "Be good, be obedient."

Jing An: "..."

Jing An pulled his hand and said, "Don't touch my head."

He doesn't like people touching his head very much, it feels like touching a small animal. Yan Hanzhang, who was his male favorite before, knew it very well, so he never violated his taboo, but now Yan Hanzhang, who is his gold master, obviously won't do this .

Yan Hanzhang was taken aback when he heard the words, then snorted coldly, pressed his head to his chest, and lifted his chin to force him to lift his head up, lowered his voice, and said dangerously: "Baby, do you want to see me?" Knowing your identity, once you enter the palace, you are my king's property, and I can treat you as I want."

He stroked Jing An's face with his big hand, drawing his delicate eyebrows and eyes, and said, "Honey, you don't really think that you can stand alone in the world with that bit of martial arts, do you? If this is the case, how can this king live in peace?" Sitting here? The world—”

He smiled inexplicably, and said: "There are so many things that can be inexplicably destroyed."

Jing An's eyes were indifferent, and he looked straight at him, showing no emotion.

Yan Hanzhang thought that he was still holding on because he was afraid, so he half-comforted and half-threateningly said: "Don't worry, baby, this king loves you. If you are obedient, this king will naturally not be willing to abandon you."

Jing An looked at him with indifference and no fear in his eyes.

Yan Hanzhang probed carefully for a while, and found that he seemed to be a bit unable to see through him.

Tsk, a little strange.

Suddenly, Jing An grabbed Yan Hanzhang's hand, threw it aside, then lay down, turned over, and covered himself with the quilt.

Yan Hanzhang: "...what are you doing?"

Jing An: "Sleep. Don't make noise. Don't bother."

Yan Hanzhang felt a little angry when he saw this, but he quickly suppressed it.He narrowed his eyes and looked at Jing An's back for a while, then put on his clothes without saying anything, turned around and went out the door.

The fat butler stood guard at the door, and when he came out, he rushed up to meet him and asked, "My lord, the one inside—"

Yan Hanzhang paused for a moment, then snorted coldly, and said unhurriedly: "You are not very young, but your temper is not small, let him continue to live in the servant's room first, and grind his temper, otherwise I am afraid that the time will come. Make trouble for this king."

The butler immediately thought about it, and sighed thinking that this person whom the prince favored for so many years fell out of favor before he had time to be favored. He nodded and said, "Yes."

As soon as Yan Hanzhang left, the housekeeper was about to push the door open, when the door opened from the inside.

Well-dressed, handsome, with far-sighted eyebrows and eyes, even a loose and simple undergarment can't hide the good-looking man standing at the door and walking outside.

The housekeeper couldn't help but stare blankly.

He had never seen such a good-looking person.

Didn't you say they were servants in their mansion?No one will notice when it grows like this?

The people in the mansion are really getting more and more blind.

He thought a little regretfully, how could such a good-looking person be targeted by his prince, who hadn't eaten meat for more than 30 years?

With his prince's domineering temperament, this man might spend his whole life alone in the palace.

By the time he realized it, Jing An had already walked away.

Seeing this, the butler hurriedly shouted: "Wait!"

Jing An stood still and looked back at him.

The butler walked up to him and said, "My lord said, you will still live in..."

"I heard." Jing An interrupted him, looked at him indifferently, without anger or other emotions, and said, "I know what to do."

After speaking, he turned and left.

Seeing him like this, the butler was slightly taken aback.

Neither humble nor overbearing, with a look of desire and desire, he has a fairy air, let alone servants, even the group of merchants, young masters, and officials in the Green Bamboo Courtyard can't match it.

The butler couldn't help but think in his heart, he was already asleep, so he drove people back like this?

The prince is indeed a heartless man.

Jing An went back to the stable.

Last night, the news that Jing An was favored by the prince had passed through the mouths of the servants, and secretly reached the ears of the wives and sons of various courts, but generally no one came to the stables, and there was very little communication with the outside world, so the news was blocked, and there was no news yet. People know about it.

When Jing An walked in, Zhao Zhi was feeding the horses.Seeing him, he greeted him, and then said with some surprise: "Brother Jing, where did you go last night? Why didn't you come back all night? I thought something happened to you."

The conditions in Prince Yan's Mansion are already very good, but two or three servants live in one room. Jing An and Zhao Zhi are in the same room. He didn't come back all night, and he didn't say anything. Zhao Zhi thought he had offended someone. Your lord, you have been detained.When he came back in the morning, he was relieved.

Jing An said, "There's something wrong."

Zhao Zhi didn't intend to ask in detail, after all, it's nothing serious, he nodded, and was about to turn his head when he suddenly saw something.

He stared at Jing An's neckline, suddenly smiled ambiguously, and said, "Brother Jing, the woman last night was quite wild, look at how you scratched her."

Jing An: "..."

He coughed lightly, tightened his neckline, and said nothing.

Jing An thought, it's quite wild.

Jing An heard the sound of hoofbeats again.

No need to guess, Sun Da must be here.

Sure enough, it was Sun Da. When he saw Jing An's face that looked better after last night, he was pissed again, then got out of the carriage, pointed at Jing An, and said, "You, go and clean the inside of the carriage."

Just as Zhao Zhi was about to speak, Jing An stopped him.

Jing An nodded and said, "Okay."

Sun Da snorted coldly, and said, "You are wise."

After speaking, he turned and left.

Yan Hanzhang's carriage is not very conspicuous from the outside, it can only be seen that it is very big, but the inside is extremely luxurious.

Jing An simply wiped it, took out the leftover pastry and threw it away, then thought of something, went to the room and got a few thick cushions, lifted the flashy white fox fur cushions, and put the soft cushions on them. The mat was padded down, and then covered with a white fox fur mat.

After tidying up, Sun Da came over, opened the curtain to have a look, then looked at Jing An, said with a smile, "It's well cleaned up, then you will clean it up from now on."

Jing An didn't speak.

***

Sitting in the carriage in the morning, Yan Hanzhang only felt that his buttocks were going to be smashed in two, but he didn't dare to let others see his flaws, so he took a rest in the afternoon before going to the palace.

Looking at the flashy carriage, which was bumpy no matter how shock-absorbing, Yan Hanzhang really missed his modern extended Rolls-Royce.

After getting into the car, Yan Hanzhang felt something was wrong as soon as he sat on it. He lifted the fox fur cushion on the tavern and saw that there were several layers of thick soft cushions inside.

He suddenly remembered that beautiful and ascetic face in his mind.

He pursed his lips and smiled.

Okay, not bad, I know how to please him.

Call him back in a few days.

Can't be left out for too long.

When Yan Hanzhang came back in the evening, the butler remembered the handsome man he saw during the day, and couldn't help saying, "My lord, I heard that a man's first marriage is likely to be injured. If it doesn’t help self-cultivation, don’t you give me some medicine or something?”

The housekeeper was Yan Hanzhang's slave before he entered the palace, and later he willingly left the palace to accompany him into the palace. Seeing his prince step by step from Emperor Jingling's male favorite to the regent who now has the power over the world, he and Yan Hanzhang is not just a master-servant relationship, so he often reminds servants of things that should not be said on weekdays, Yan Hanzhang is not angry.

But this time when he said this, Yan Hanzhang's face turned dark, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Are you idle?"

The butler immediately shut up.

The prince is indeed a heartless man, hum.

Yan Hanzhang looked at the memorial and felt the pain coming from under his body. He was so miserable that he couldn't tell, so he gave that person medicine?Is he the one who needs the medicine? !

He let the housekeeper go out, walked to the bed with difficulty, took off his shoes, and lay down on the bed.

When Jing An came in through the window, what he saw was Yan Hanzhang lying on the bed with no image and no love in his life.

A smile finally appeared in Jing An's indifferent eyes recently due to inner depression.

When Yan Hanzhang saw him coming in, he got up unhurriedly and stood up, again with the image of a big boss with power over the world.

He frowned slightly, and then opened it, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and said: "What? Miss you?"

Jing An ignored his unscrupulous appearance, stepped forward without saying a word, hugged Yan Hanzhang horizontally, and put him on the bed.

Yan Hanzhang was startled, and a tinge of anger filled his heart. He was about to sit up when Jing An pushed him down and said, "Does your butt hurt?"

Yan Hanzhang glared at him.

Jing An turned him over and pushed him onto the bed.

Yan Hanzhang hurriedly said, "What are you doing?"

This posture, he doesn't think...

Jing An didn't know what he was thinking, he took out the ointment he had just stolen from the Imperial Hospital, and said, "I'll give you the medicine."

Yan Hanzhang was taken aback when he heard the words, then blushed slightly, and said, "No need!"

Jing An held him down with one hand, took off his clothes with the other, and said, "Don't be stubborn."

Yan Hanzhang naturally refused, which is too shameful!

But Jing An didn't care about his opinion at all, and directly took off his pants.

He glared at Jing An angrily, but he didn't dare to call anyone, he only felt that he had lifted a rock and shot himself in the foot.

If he had known earlier, his martial arts would have been abolished!

Yan Hanzhang endured the strange feeling coming from his body, and finally waited until Jing An finished giving him the medicine.

Jing An looked at him, and suddenly began to take off his clothes.

Yan Hanzhang was startled, retreated unconsciously, and said, "What are you doing? My injury yesterday..."

His voice stopped abruptly because he saw the red marks on Jing An's fair chest.

Mottled and intertwined, those who didn't know thought they had been tortured.

Jing An took another ointment, threw it to him, and said, "Give me the medicine."