Desire. Thinking is like the never-ending ebb and flow of the tide, the irritable waves are constantly surging, just pressing it down and sweeping it again, more powerful than the original momentum, love. Desire is like an unquenchable wildfire, beeping and burning, wanting to burn all over his body, sending away the crown princess, Zhou Yun changed several postures and couldn't relieve it slightly, he took the book and read it, it was useless, Qin'er's pretty face shook in front of him, looking at him with a light smile, the sage book couldn't help him, those thoughts were like weeds that had dried up for a winter, and when the spring breeze blew, it soon became a large piece of green.

Zhou Yun muttered to herself, "You're hopeless, Qin'er, little goblin." ”

He wanted to block Qin'er's mouth and prevent her from talking, but it turned out to be fine. The insect is on the body, this is his retribution, he has reached the age of blood and strength, this is the instinct of the body, he is not a sage, the trembling hand stretched out, wanted to soothe it, and bit his arm fiercely, he can't be contaminated with this vice.

Mr. Huang's words are in his ears, it is better to be blocked, and he is not without women.

As soon as this thought came out, it became more and more amazing, Zhou Yun stared in distress, he still asked his concubine to soothe it, Qin'er's body had just recovered, he couldn't hurt Qin'er by himself, he would be doubly good to Qin'er in the future.

The usual self-restraint is useless, and the teenager who is just in adolescence knows the taste of the marrow.

Zhou Yun commanded, "Drive Bihuaxuan." ”

Bihuaxuan is Wu Jieyu's residence, this Nizi has some eyes, her residence is specially called this name, just to evoke the old friendship, Wu Jieyu heard that the prince was coming, and hurriedly looked in the mirror to touch up her makeup, and looked carefully.

Zhou Yun came soon, Wu Jieyu greeted her shyly, and was suddenly embraced, and the hand moved on her body, like fire. The love ignited in an instant, Wu Jieyu's brain didn't react, she had been thrown on the bed, the maid hurriedly retreated, Wu Jieyu couldn't help moaning. Yin, she is three years older, and her body is like a snake.

Zhou Yun pulled hard, revealing two points of cherry red, the small waist twisted, the narrow and deep navel was also trembling, reaching out all the way down, the last fig leaf was also torn off, Wu Jieyu reached out to hug him, opened her mouth to kiss him, a sweet and greasy aroma of fat powder hit, Zhou Yun couldn't help but avoid her head, pushed her head aside, her heart was a little cold, her body was still restless, fiery love. If you want to vent urgently, this is a woman's soft body.

Zhou Yun stood up and was about to stab the stamen, when the little eunuch shouted at the door, "The prince, long live the summons." ”

Zhou Yun lay down on his back, the bottom was as hard as iron, Wu Jieyu was entangled again, how could Zhou Yun let the emperor wait for a long time, pushed Wu Jieyu away, took a deep breath, the prince's high battle flag was towering, the maid rushed in, and the prince's crown dress was placed on the tray in his hand, and he didn't dare to look at the prince's cold face of dissatisfaction.

Zhou Yun knew that there was something big, and he didn't usually have to dress so formally when he saw the emperor.

"What the hell is going on?"

"The slave doesn't know, the father-in-law of Xiaotian over there is here, summoning you to hurry over."

Zhou Yun restrained his thoughts, sorted out his underwear, the maid served and dressed and wore a crown, Zhou Yun sat on the dragon chariot, and Father-in-law Xiao Tian greeted him and whispered, "The second prince is critically ill, long live the lord is sad, and the prince has to be comforted." ”

Second prince? His hapless brother? Critically ill, how old is he?

The sunset has not yet set, the twilight sun is very warm, Zhou Yun looked ahead, thinking of the second prince he had seen, the little boy who was about the same age as him, he was critically ill?

The emperor was waiting for news in the Longde Palace, and Zhou Yun walked to his side, "Second brother is sick?" ”

The emperor had a sad look on his face, "Even I didn't know in advance, these dog minions." ”

The second prince moved out of the mansion, married the princess, and assigned people to go over, and the emperor didn't care about him, Zhou Yun avoided suspicion, and he didn't contact him on weekdays, and he saw it once at the celebration in the first year, and he was critically ill in just three months?

"Erchen went to see his brother? Daddy is also so relieved. ”

The emperor took the crown prince's hand, 'You are by my side and accompany me. ”

The emperor's hands were wet and trembling, Zhou Yun was sensitive to the changes in the emperor's feelings, like a taut bowstring, Zhou Yun couldn't say anything at this moment, the emperor hadn't used dinner yet, the little eunuch put it up, the emperor didn't look at it, Zhou Yun sandwiched what the emperor was willing to eat and fed it to his mouth, "Daddy has to eat a few bites, if the second brother knows that his father is sad, he can't feel at ease." ”

Zhou Yun was patient enough, coaxing the emperor to eat most of the bowl unconsciously, the emperor was very emotional, and began to miss the second prince, Zhou Yun was enlightened again, the father and son were thinking about it, seeing the moon in the middle of the sky, the little eunuch ran back, "The second prince is gone." ”

The emperor's tears were like beads with broken threads, the tight string was loosened, and his body fell soft.

Zhou Yun also had red eyes, helping the emperor to comfort, the father and son were sad here, and the Ministry of Rites came to ask for instructions on the funeral of the second prince, the emperor was sad and could not be a director, the prince announced to the Ministry of Rites, according to the rank of the prince to mourn, Zhou Yun helped the emperor to rest.

The second prince is like a dying lamp, and his extinguishing is silent.

The Ministry of Rites issued a funeral, and the specific matters were handled by the officials of the Ministry of Rites.

The next day, the sun was still new, the courtiers discussed state affairs, and the emperor sat in the Jinluan Palace, thinking about the political situation in the world, the emperor's sorrow had passed, and he was still a wise emperor.

The crown prince was busy with government affairs and comforting the emperor, and after two or three days, the emperor's feelings were completely calmed down.

Zhou Yun felt a little chill in his heart, and he felt that the emperor seemed to be relieved.

The emperor was afraid of the Zhao family, the Zhao family was shattered, the second prince with the blood of the Zhao family was the emperor's heart disease, the emperor treated the second prince harshly, the second prince had a mansion but no title, the princess was the second daughter of the down-and-out loyal uncle, the second prince was weak, the emperor turned a blind eye, the second prince died, the emperor was sad, and it was fine after two or three days.

The love between father and son is indifferent.

The chief historian in the second prince's mansion reported that the palace maid in the second prince's mansion was pregnant.

The emperor sat up straight all of a sudden, looking at the chief historian without speaking, Zhou Yun hurriedly smiled and said, "The second brother finally left a bloodline, and according to the opinion of the sons, he has to arrange someone to take care of the palace girl and send the imperial doctor to take care of it." ”

The emperor sighed, "The crown prince is thoughtful, and these queens will arrange it properly." ”

The queen just sent a word, the emperor was still in a trance, and when there was no one else, he still said, "The Zhao family's qi is not exhausted, why is she pregnant." ”

The emperor was very concerned in his heart, and he was also on the line, and Zhou Yun was helpless.

Zhou Yun returned to the East Palace, calmed down and thought about it for a while, he is the biggest variable in the life of the second prince, if he doesn't find it back, the court may develop along another trajectory, the second prince is smart, his cleverness makes him infinitely afraid, these two years of indulgent life hastened his death, he knows that his future is not bright, maybe in his heart, the new emperor's accession to the throne is his end.

The second prince is his younger brother who is not familiar with him.

Zhou Yun thought more far-reaching, how much true feelings does the emperor have for his sons?

How much affection does the emperor have for him? He agreed with the emperor's heart, his talent satisfied the emperor, his filial piety allowed the emperor to get the comfort of family affection, the emperor spared no effort to help him pave the way, and also gave him a lot of rights, the other sons all stood aside, the three princes should also be divided, and the emperor also ignored the three princes.

The qiē done by the emperor was all for the sake of stability, and not to give those little princes a chance to get ahead.

His father is wise, the previous dynasty was really called a bloody storm, his father had more than a dozen brothers, and only one Prince Baoyin was left alive, and he was still living like a captive life.

A child appeared in front of Zhou Yun's eyes, his son Xiao Qingyu, his future heir.

In his subconscious, he was so resistant to his son, and it was also for that position?

Zhou Yun shook his head in confusion, he is not a person who is greedy for power, and his original intention was not to be a prince, but he has come step by step to the present, at the beginning, he wronged himself for the mother in the deep palace, and now he wants to change himself for the people he wants to protect, he wants to be a wise emperor, he still wants to make contributions, he also wants to change the world.

Did he really make it to that position, and was he willing to let go? Xiao Qingyu is only thirteen years younger than him, and his son came too early.

Xiao Qingyu has grown up, he is still in the prime of life, how should he deal with the relationship between father and son?

If he dotes on other concubines, he will have many sons, and the shunzi soup is not very reliable, the royal women did not drink that thing, it was drunk by the women of the Qinglou, and it was the housewives of large families who took the concubines.

The royal family needs to spread its branches and have abundant children.

Zhou Yun seemed to see a large wave of children running over, he trembled, his heart became cold, he couldn't ask for those women.

It is said that having more sons and more blessings, and having more sons is also an inevitable trouble, just like Master Kong, he is really proud of himself, and then those sons love and kill each other, he has to think about it, people have no long-term worries, not to mention his current position.

Zhou Yun is a person who knows how to introspect, and he tries to accept Xiao Qingyu.

Go to the queen to say goodbye, the queen is holding the little grandson in her arms, the child can stand up and hold it, the spirit is more full, and the mouth is babbling, Zhou Yun smiled and handed over a small drum.

Xiao Qingyu stretched out his hand to take it and threw it on the ground.

The queen hurriedly said, "This is what your father gave you, thank you yet." ”

The queen hurriedly smiled at her son, "Qingyu has learned to throw things in the past two days, he is a child, he likes to play like this." ”

Zhou Yun smiled, picked it up and handed it over, and Xiao Qingyu continued to throw it.

This little broken boy is still throwing it.

The queen saw that her son was in good spirits today, so she handed Qingyu over and looked at the prince with hope, "It is said that hugging grandchildren is not hugging children, when you were a child, your father hugged you every day, and you also hugged Xiaoqingyu." ”

The child's little body was soft, with a milky fragrance, his dark eyes looked at him curiously, Zhou Yun's body stiffened, and he held it carefully, Xiao Qingyu was very face-saving, he didn't cry at all, and he dragged the jade pendant on his waist to play. R1152