Li Yuanying came back, playing in other people's turf, naturally wanted the master's face, everyone got up and paid attention, and some of the noble children who were good friends quickly stepped forward to greet each other.

After a while, Li Yuanying walked in, handsome and handsome, the common surname of this royal family, married all beautiful women, improved genes from generation to generation, no matter how ugly the ancestors were, when it came to the grandson's generation, the appearance would definitely not be very bad, but compared with ordinary sons and brothers, Li Yuanying had a little more lofty atmosphere.

This kind of breath is also present in Li Chengqian and Li Tai, but it is not that there is no one in their eyes, mainly because they were born noble, and they were born to provide for others, without arrogance and domineering, which already shows that Li Tang's royal education is good, and this situation is very normal in ancient times when birth determines fate.

"Your Royal Highness......" everyone shouted scatteredly, and there was no one who was really servile, and the dead face came up to flatter and flatter, and tried to curry favor, such a thing, it was okay to perform in private, if it was put on the bright side, not to mention the person who was pleased, that is, the person who was flattered, would also feel very faceless, after all, the aristocratic demeanor, the emphasis is on the connotation, blatant, naturally people look down on it, regard it as a vulgar nouveau riche, and have no background as a disciple of the family.

"It's all there." Li Yuanying nodded, her mood didn't seem to be good, she was depressed, and waved her hand and said, "Everyone... Let's disperse. ”

Everyone was surprised, what's going on, everyone shouldn't have done anything offensive, causing Li Yuanying to open his mouth to drive people away, and a few sons and brothers who usually said that they had a good relationship with Li Yuanying were puzzled in their hearts and whispered.

"Enter the palace to visit the emperor at the right time." Li Yuanying said gloomily: "His old man is sick......

When everyone heard the sound, they immediately understood, the so-called Venerable Emperor, the emperor was sick, but everyone was here to have fun, if they didn't know, it was just that, knowing it, it was a taboo, and Li Yuanying was a son of man, with filial piety in his heart, and it was too late to be sad and worried in his heart, where was there still the leisure to have fun.

"What's wrong with the Emperor?"

"The emperor has good luck in the sky, he has the protection of his own gods, and he occasionally gets a little sick, so it's good to say it tomorrow."

"Your Highness is relieved, it's okay, after the medical officer's diagnosis and treatment, he should recover."

Everyone gossiped, or inquired, or greeted, or comforted and blessed, and so on, and there was absolutely no gloating fool who showed an untimely smile at this moment.

Li Yuanying thanked softly and explained: "The medical officer's diagnosis should be that the yin qi has not yet receded and the yang qi is surging, it is rainy and sunny, the climate is impermanent, the emperor is old, and the resistance is not as good as before. ”

Everyone nodded slightly, said a few polite words, and then said goodbye with interest, and went with the flow, Han Rui and the others also followed out of the mansion, only to come for a while, drank two glasses of wine, and didn't even move the chopsticks, but they were leaving, how could there be no feeling of disappointment in their hearts, but they didn't show it.

"Providence." Cui Bai hung his head and said, "Let's go home." ”

Han Rui and Zheng Weide agreed with a smile, beckoned Amu to drive over, and when they got into the car, Han Rui asked, "Secretary Gu, do you want to give you a ride?"

Glancing at Han Rui, Gu Yin smiled and said, "Okay, just stop at the Cultivation Workshop." ”

The carriage was leisurely, on the bank of the Qujiang River, there was still a flow of people, Han Rui looked at it, his heart flickered, and he sighed and said: "In March, when you are young, if the emperor comes here to take a bath and wash it with aromatherapy herbal soup, it will not be infected with any cold." ”

Seeing groups of men, women, and children cultivating on the banks of the Qujiang River, Gu Yin quite agreed, but listened to Han Rui continue: "Now that I am infected with a disease, I am old, my body is declining, and the condition is easy to recur, and it can be cured without decoction, it seems that the Ministry of Rites is busy again." ”

"What does this have to do with the Ministry of Rites?" Zheng Weide was puzzled.

The brother-in-law really cooperated, Han Rui secretly praised, and said with a smile: "The emperor is sick, how can Your Majesty not be worried, naturally invite some monks and Taoists to come, do a few rituals, and pray to the heavens." ”

Oh, Zheng Weide nodded, Gu Yin's demeanor was calm, and he didn't seem to be in his heart.

Soon the carriage arrived at Xiuzheng Fang, Gu Yin thanked him and got off the car, naturally remembered to invite Cui Bai and Zheng Weide, Ming said that he participated in the banquet held, waved goodbye, saw the carriage turned around the corner of the alley, Gu Yin smiled, hurriedly waved his hand to intercept the carriage, and said urgently: "Quick, Yankangfang." ”

The carriage was brisk, and in the carriage, Gu Yin's face was happy, but Han Rui's unintentional words reminded him that the emperor was sick, the princes and grandsons, and even His Majesty, should not wake up so quickly, and they wanted to do the ritual of praying for blessings and longevity, if King Yue took the lead in mentioning it, the benefits would naturally be self-evident.

After the bad thing, the carriage arrived at Anyi Fang, Han Rui got out of the car and walked slowly towards the house, but he didn't take what happened just now to heart, but casually mentioned that things may not develop according to his own wishes, and there is no need to have too much hope, so as not to have too high expectations and greater disappointment.

The servant guarding the door had bright eyes, saw Han Rui's figure from a distance, and hurriedly stepped forward and shouted, "Lang Jun is back." ”

"Well, ma'am, they're back." Han Rui asked.

"Never ......"

After asking and answering, he walked into the courtyard and told the servants not to disturb, Han Rui returned to the study and practiced calligraphy for a while, the sky was getting dark, Zheng Naoyue still did not come back, Han Rui was a little excited, and simply walked to the bamboo couch behind the screen to take a nap, probably the tiredness accumulated early in the morning did not disappear, his eyes were lightly closed, and he immediately fell asleep.

I woke up in a daze, but found that the window was already dark and inky, the clear moonlight sprinkled in the courtyard, the night breeze blew gently, the mottled shadows of the trees swayed, a few lanterns hung in the corridor, and the dim candlelight, in the haze, there was an intriguing rhyme.

Lazy on the bed, Han Rui stretched his waist, felt refreshed, and made up his mind that one day when he was in power, he must unite with hundreds of officials, persuade the emperor, and change the rules of the five watches of the court, the dream is very strong, but some can't get on the stage, but it has always been Han Rui's style, which is understandable.

Outside the house, there seemed to be a maidservant waiting, hearing the movement inside, after asking Han Rui, he hurriedly pushed the door in, offering water towels and the like, Han Rui asked vaguely while washing: "Madame is back." ”

"When I went back, I saw that Lang Jun was sleeping soundly, so I didn't bother." The handmaid replied.

It's good to come back, Han Rui nodded, wiped his face with a towel, wiped the water droplets, and suddenly felt a little hungry in his abdomen, without his instructions, the maid acted like a trick, and carried a basket again, and put a delicious meal on a few cases, steaming, fragrant and attractive, there was no meal for half a day, Han Rui naturally had a big appetite, and he solved the problem in a moment, and he was full of wine and food.

Clean his hands, wipe his lips, and be satisfied, Han Rui walked away leisurely, the maid stretched out her hand, wanting to call, and then lowered her head again, carefully cleaned up the cups and plates, and frowned lightly, as if there was something, I forgot to remind Lang Jun, for a while, why couldn't I remember?

On the spring night, the stars of the four fields are few, the night sky is deep, the moonlight is like water, the light clouds are like fog like yarn, gently draped on the moon, but it can't cover the cold brilliance, but there is more shroud of gauze fog, the moonlight is extraordinarily soft, among the grass in the courtyard, from time to time there is a low insect chirping, one after another, long and long.

In the shade of the tree, the delicate boudoir, the red candle is hot, the candlelight is swaying, like a soft yarn, a slender shadow is reflected on the window, Han Rui's heart is slightly warm, he hurriedly stepped up the steps, stretched out his hand to push, only to hear a squeak, the door was quietly open, only to see the mat, next to the lamp and candle, the beauty hung her head, holding a book in her slender hand, reading attentively, the candlelight swaying, the back was slender and graceful, the jade body was light and comfortable, like a begonia spring sleep, exuding a different beauty from Bai Yue.

Quite a little deaf to the outside of the window, only reading the realm of sage books, but did not notice the movement of the door, Han Rui smiled, quietly entered, after a few steps, looked carefully, sighed in his heart, married for a long time, logically speaking, for Zheng Naoyue's body beauty, should be familiar with it, but a beauty is a beauty, the angle of viewing is different, and the charm is completely different from the past.

Today, wearing a moon-white embroidered skirt, combing a fallen horse bun on the head, towering and falling sideways, graceful figure, sitting sideways, leaning slightly on the table, slender legs lightly, long skirt covering, showing feet with embroidered shoes, snow-white instep crisp and lush, no cloud socks, revealing a small white greasy and delicate skin, making people look at the eyes swaying, intoxicated.

The posture is light and comfortable, the clothes are close to the graceful body, the wonderful place is clearly visible through the clothes, a few strands of green silk between the hair hang softly, under the illumination of the candlelight, the collar fades slightly, the soft and white delicate pink neck, revealing a faint white color, the skin fragrance is warm and moist like snow, and the skin is lined like clotted fat, which makes people can't help but have the urge to kiss Fangze.

However, that's how Han Rui acted, took off his sandals, walked silently, approached, like a sudden attack, leaned over and hugged the beauty, sniffing the warm fragrance of nephrite, grinding his ears and temples, suddenly frightened, the beauty must have struggled, the strength was there, to Han Rui's surprise, he hurriedly smiled: "It's me, what are you looking at, so distracted?" ”

When the beauty heard the sound, her body was a little stiff, but Han Rui didn't react, the so-called full warmth and silver desire is also a very reasonable thing, hugging the beauty, the smooth skin is extremely smooth, white and greasy, smooth and fragrant, smooth and elastic, it feels like it is made of water, the fragrance of Finland wafts to the nose, as if adding fuel to the fire, which naturally makes Han Rui full of veins, blood boiling, and raise the flag to salute.

The astonishing scorching heat came from the soft skin, the beauty understood what was going on, her heart was ashamed and angry, her white and tender little hands clenched her fists, ready to give the silver thief behind her an unforgettable lesson, at this moment, Han Rui didn't know that a catastrophe was coming, her fiery lips were gently holding white and delicate and slightly reddish crystal earlobes, and the gradual transfer of her palms was from a flat and slender waist to two greasy and round soft peaks, smooth and creamy, difficult to master, as if it was big again...... This should be his own credit, Han Rui was complacent, under his offensive, the physique of the beautiful woman in his arms seemed to be more sensitive, and she was paralyzed all of a sudden, completely forgetting where she was, her white greasy little fist quietly spread out, half pressing Han Rui's palm, her soft lips moaned slightly, and she was no longer able to struggle.

At the right time, Zheng Naoyu's voice came from outside the house: "Liuying, husband is awake......"

(To be continued)