"Changgong, come, have a drink with me. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info" Yu Wenyong's eyes were leisurely, and his eyes were like a crumpled sea of stars, looking at him with a smile, full of softness and affection.

Just pillowed his knees on his back, raised his hand to present the wine in the horn glass, Zi Mo lowered his head to look at him, and his drunken face seemed to have a little bit of the demeanor of the emperor of Zhou that he was familiar with, calm and relaxed, as bright as before.

Illusion!

Deceitful disguise!

Zi Mo almost went to pick up the wine, but his fingertips touched the man's hand and retracted suddenly.

Fixed his look, he didn't eat this. He didn't forget what this man did to him yesterday!

Why, as soon as he turned around, he became the good brother who urged him to talk for a long time? What a new and refreshing thing! Tian is shameless and unheard of!

Zi Mo scolded secretly in his heart, put down his raised hand and ignored him, his eyes turned to other places, and he raised his chin with a proud expression. But as soon as he moved, the man grabbed his chin. Just as he was about to have a seizure, a shadow suddenly shrouded him, and it was too late to raise his head and retreat, Yuwen Yong blocked his lips and crossed all the wine in his mouth towards his mouth.

"Woo!" Zi Mo wanted to fight between lips and tongues, and there was a little wine flowing out of the corners of his mouth, but most of them were still blocked back by this person domineeringly. Barely swallowed, covered his mouth and coughed a few times, almost choking to death.

"Is it delicious? Yan Guo asked the envoy to bring the gift first. It is brewed with eighteen kinds of herbs from extremely cold places. If you drink it, you can strengthen your body and 。。。。。。 ”

Yuwen Yong was evil, approached him and said with a wicked smile, "Aphrodisiac, it makes people more fierce." ”

"Ahem, cough, cough!" Zi Mo almost vomited out the wine he had just drunk in his stomach and then vomited it out. Who wants an aphrodisiac? This bastard is intimidating him like this?!

Before Yu Wenyong could scold, he suddenly covered his mouth, and just rested his head on Zi Mo's shoulder, looking at him with a look of intoxication, so shocked that Zi Mo froze and looked back at him inexplicably.

"Don't throw it up, I'm kidding you. How can I give you something like that, it's not false to nourish your vitality. ”

After speaking, he removed his hand from Zi Mo's lips, but his eyes still lingered on his face. Qingsi rubbed Zimo's neck and shoulders, and this person buried his head on his shoulder with peace of mind.

Half in the bag?

However, Yu Wenyong's eyes are clear, he is not drunk, everyone is drunk, it is rare to look back at the time when it is still above the nine heavens。。。。。。

He is so good-looking, Ji Chen, who is above the nine heavens, is always separated from him by a few steps between master and apprentice, as if he is thousands of miles away.

Where like now, the warm light of the candle flame traced his eyes, the bridge of his nose, his lips, and his chin. His eyes swept over carefully, and everywhere was white jade and flawless, which was worth spending the rest of his life looking at carefully.

Zi Mo was leaned by this person, but if he thought about it, if he acted rashly, he was afraid that it would provoke this person and lose the tranquility at the moment.

At least, Yu Wenyong now looked at him quietly, as if he was about to fall into a dream, and his eyes were half-closed and he looked at him motionlessly, as if he could see a flower on his face.

However, Zi Mo's face is thin, and he has been seen for a long time, so he is a little unbearable.

Asked him why he looked at him like this nonsense, he still saved, and was a little dry, so he simply snatched the horn cup in Yu Wenyong's hand, he poured some of the tribute wine, and looked up and dried it up.

Sure enough, the strong smell of medicine overflowed his mouth, and he didn't even taste the way he drank it.

"This is Yan Guo's wine?" Zi Mo blurted out as he recalled.

"Yes, it is indeed the wine of Yan Kingdom. Yu Wenyong suddenly straightened up, wrapped Zi Mo in his arms and asked, "Chang Gong drank it before?" What a suspicious person he was, just caught a glimpse of this person's slightly frowning eyebrows, and he refused to let go of the slightest clue.

"No, I just think it's good. Zi Mo turned his face away and said coldly, he restrained some floating thoughts in his heart, and did not let his face reveal half a point of thoughtfulness and melancholy.

Lie......

Yu Wenyong drank half a pot of wine, but he saw it more thoroughly and clearly than ever.

He just saw the warmth in Chang Gong's eyes in that moment, although it was fleeting, but the water in that person's eyes was so tender how could it not make people lose their eyes?

Who is this person concerned about? Why is there such a deep outpouring of affection?!

Yu Wenyong's heart sank heavily, and he suddenly grabbed this person's shoulder, and the force in his hand made Zi Mo frown painfully.

Just as he was about to refuse, Yu Wenyong rushed forward impatiently, repeatedly turning over the person's lips and face, and when the kiss fell on Zi Mo's neck, the breath between the two people gave birth to something else.

bit the placket of Zi Mo Bansong's clothes with his teeth, and marched forward unreasonably.

Raising his hand, a slap fell heavily on Yu Wenyong's face. This sound echoed in the Sui Yu Palace, as if it broke the virtual image of the full moon in the mirror, Yuwen Yong hung his head and stopped his movements and became dead.

"What's the matter? It's time to be capricious and untrustworthy?" Zi Mo also lost his temper. He is now powerless in front of Yu Wenyong, but he must not be bullied. His gaze was cold, like a sharp blade poking straight at him, so stubborn and unwilling.

Yuwen Yong was stunned. Capricious and untrustworthy?

His fingers trembled and loosened a little on the man's shoulder, was that talking about him?

No, he is the most obedient and obedient apprentice to the master in this world, every word this person says, every command he tells is unforgettable, and he has done it thoroughly, and the master has never dared to betray him.

Why is he so unkind to him, why is his confession and infatuation still pretended to be unknown to this day, and only remembers his past。。。。。。 ？

Did he get him? Yu Wenyong looked at this person's face, this person's eyes, and suddenly asked himself.

He brought him back to the palace, and it was only a last resort to get him by such means.

He has loved him for thousands of years, all because he wants to get it too much, and he will not regret missing it anymore, so he is so anxious. used these means that made him difficult to accept for a while.

This is not a trick and a robbery, this is not an abnormality to persecute him! This, this is just a fierce medicine that he wants to draw a salary from the bottom of the kettle to make this person really miss him, love him, and have no way to give him away!

How can he be seen as humiliation and torture like this? Is he wrong? This man is hating him?!

Yu Wenyong's eyes darkened, and Ne let go of his hand.

All the blood and tears that have flowed in his heart in the past ten million years are completely unknown to this person, but he only remembers his mistake last night。。。。。。

It's not fair, where is it fair?

Yu Wenyong suddenly turned his head and got off the couch, he sighed heavily, looked at the huge palace and the candle flame, he was very sad, hung his head and let out a wry smile, and slowly walked away.

Zi Mo breathed a sigh of relief, rubbed his shoulder, and looked at this person with a frown.

I just feel that Yu Wenyong is really getting more and more strange. It is said that this person is still three years younger than him, why does this back seem to have lived alone for I don't know how many years. The figure of panic and nowhere to go is lonely, just like the wandering spirit in this temple wandering with nowhere to live.

Zi Mo came back to his senses and found that he was actually distressing this person.

The expression on his face froze, and he quickly withdrew his gaze and stopped looking at him. He is really a good person, Yuwen Yong has already treated him like this, and he still has pity on him, even if he has a kind heart, let him come over and share the bed with him to relieve his worries?

When he thought of this, there was a faint pain behind him, and he felt that even if he wanted to be compassionate, he should pity himself first. Zi Mo slept in the middle of the bed wrapped in a futon, and never made a place for this person!

I don't know if Yu Wenyong's drunkenness is a little too big, and Zi Mo, who was still lying on the couch and staring at this person vigilantly, gradually fell asleep.

That's it, anyway, now Yu Wenyong is full of vigilance and is helpless, trembling and panicking, it is better to sleep peacefully.

He was so sleepy, his eyelids were so heavy that he was fighting.

The candlelight danced, like beans, shrunk into a ball in the gentle night breeze. The line of sight dimmed, and only Yu Wenyong sighed and sighed to the sky in his eyes.

Like Qingsong Aoxue, he didn't want to complain, but he tasted it repeatedly, making him feel vaguely remembered and couldn't remember where he had seen him like this.

Go to sleep. Maybe when he woke up, Yu Wenyong was still the confidant and friend who was happy with him and drank and talked happily. For the sake of the little red windmill, for the sake of winning or losing in one and a half moves, he has to compete with him.

A handsome young man, full of energy, riding a white horse, opening the clouds and breaking the waves.

On the second day, Zimo slept until three poles in the morning before waking up.

Yu Wenyong has long been absent from the palace, and I don't know where he rested last night。。。。。。

That's it, he's the emperor, which of the thirty-six halls of this Weiyang Palace isn't his? Why do you have to worry about him?

There was a pot of soft cakes on the table in the hall, and Zi Mo felt a little hungry when he saw the pastries, so he got up and walked over.

"Is Your Highness hungry?"

Suddenly, a servant girl came out from the side and startled Zi Mo coldly.

He was so dazed that he didn't even notice that there was an extra person next to him. It was still the palace maid who was clever, seeing that he looked at her with a stunned face, he stepped forward with a smile and owed a debt, and asked An Dao, "I have seen His Royal Highness Changgong, the slave and maid are Ah Liang, Your Majesty ordered the slave and maid to serve you with you, and if you need anything, just tell the slave and maid." ”

Ah Liang? Zi Mo found this name interesting, looking at this girl the same size as Zheng Er, she was extra familiar.

"How do you call Ah Liang? Ordinary girls should be called Nuan Nuan. ”

Zimo said with a smile.

"Poof. The girl was not afraid of life, so she covered her mouth and snickered when she heard it.

"His Royal Highness Changgong don't want to make fun of the slave maid, the slave maid's family is poor, and the father and mother said that like the slave maid is cold and warm, and he knows that he has to support himself by himself, which is called Ah Liang. ”

The palace maid said that it was a reason, Zi Mo nodded approvingly, ate the pastry, and listened to Ah Liang talk about trivial matters, and felt that there was a smell of people in this year-old Yu Palace.

"Your Majesty can say that you are going to be grounded with me?" Zi Mo asked her.

The palace maid Xiao Aliang was stunned for a moment, turned her head and thought about it, and said truthfully: "Your Majesty has never said yes, nor has he ever said yes." ”

"That's not it, you might as well go outside with me. "Zi Mo is good and seductive.

"Eh, where is Your Highness going? You can't be embarrassed that Ah Liang knocked Ah Liang unconscious and escaped by himself. The little girl's head was full of thoughts, and she couldn't help but purse the corners of her lips.

"If I want to escape, do I still need to find and knock you out, Xiao Aliang?" Zi Mo asked rhetorically.

"Naturally not, Ah Liang has heard of His Royal Highness King Lanling for a long time, and knows that you are a good person, and you will not treat slaves and maids like this. Ah Liang smiled.

"Do you know me? Zhou Guoren praised me like this, which made Gao Changgong a little overwhelmed. Zimo said.

"Well, I know. Although I am a little girl, and now I am making a living in Chang'an with my father. But in fact, our family's ancestral home is Bingzhou. A few years ago, when you were serving as a assassin in Bingzhou, my father and mother often mentioned the matter of eliminating the evil officials and bullies. said that if a prince like you had come to Bingzhou early, our family would not have left their homeland and would have to come to Zhou to make a living. Ah Liang said.

Zi Mo looked at this palace maid, not thinking that they still had such a causal opportunity.

"In this way, we are fellow countrymen. Zi Mo nodded and said.

"Well, I'll only tell you that you know, Your Highness, don't tell me. Ah Liang smiled and whispered.

"Well, naturally, pull the hook!" Zi Mo pulled the hook with the girl.

"Ah Liang, I want to find someone here, I don't know if you've heard of her. Zimo asked.

"Who?"

"The aunt of Otsuka Jaeyu Wengo, who used to be in power. Zimo said