Wearing Pheromone As a Faint King

"Why not," he winked. "Man, it's not like that."

Spring comes at a young age and not too courageous: "The county lord of Qinghui is more innocent and more innocent...I dare not."

"You scumbag, godfather, I have come here from the Supreme Emperor, what kind of woman I have never seen. Long live is the lord of a country, if he is spoiled. Fortunately who is it, whose blessing is that?"

"But--"

"No but," Yi Dongpo slapped his ass, making him scream with pain.

Chunlai couldn't bear the pain, repeatedly begging for mercy, and compromised: "...Goddaddy, where am I going to find that..."

He really couldn't say it, and it took a long time to spit out the word "medicine".

"I don't know it, it's not glamorous. You take the advantage of the moon and the black wind to sneak to the Taiyuan Hospital tonight, bypass the sentence of Song Puning, and ask for it from the doctor, don't say it is long live to use it."

Chunlai sighed, raised her little cheek, looked up at the moon, silently waiting for the "moon black wind high" in Yi Dongpo's mouth.

Wei Yansi twisted half of her body, looking at the affectionate interaction between the father and son, and didn't ask much, just as they were talking about themselves.

She said compassionately, "Old Yi, get up!"

Yi Dongpo was amnesty, and he was very polite. He shouted a word of thanks to the Lord Longen, and then he supported the wall to get up, but after a day of kneeling, his two old legs lost consciousness early, and he fell back.

Chunlai felt sorry for him, half hugged his old waist and helped him get up.

Wei Yan couldn't bear it, so he invited the two little eunuchs on the left and right, and asked them to stay in Yi Dongpo's courtyard tonight, and by the way, Yi Dongpo would take a few days off.

Yi Dongpo pretended to reject and insisted on struggling to be on the front line of the service industry.

"Okay," Wei Yan laughed, burying him in a lot of play, waving his hand, "Go back."

Yi Dongpo called Huang'en mightily again.

The two little eunuchs on the front feet helped him out of the Hall of Nourishing the Heart, and on the back feet he turned his head back and squeezed out a thief-eyed smile toward Chunlai.

The next day, it rained lightly.

Wei Yansi's fever period entered the susceptible stage. In addition to backaches and fever, her canine teeth were also itchy and uncomfortable. She pressed her fist against her mouth and kept chewing on the protruding joints with her canine teeth.

As usual, she went to greet the Supreme Emperor and the Queen Mother in the morning. She thought she could still not enter the gate of Huangji Hall, but she saw a gray-haired old **** in front of the gate for the first time.

His rickety waist was like a straw that had been bent down, and the corners of his eyes drooped down like a curtain, covering his loose eyeballs.

Wei Yansi admired him for not retiring when he was too old, and looked up and down around him, and asked who was this in Spring?

Chunlai took her arm, helped her to get off the dragon, and whispered: "It's Li Dequan and Grandpa Li, my godfather's master, count as my master grandfather."

Wei Yansi wanted to ask again. Suddenly he heard the muddy and unclear phlegm voice of Li Gong Gong: "The old slave asks Long Live for peace."

With less than ten words in a sentence, he was out of breath.

Wei Yan thinks of respecting the old and loving the young, fearing that he will be killed if he is kneeling, so he is allowed to exempt him.

Li Gonggong was stubborn and insisted on kneeling, knelt together, and the time for a cup of tea was gone.

Wei Yansi: "..."

She was led by Grandpa Li to the depths of the Huangji Hall, passing through the carved verandas, passing by the painted pavilions, where her eyes were exquisite and open, as if she was in another world.

There are the wealth and naturalness that an emperor’s family should have, and there are also the scholarly ambitions of the elegant scribes.

After four months of wearing a book, she walked here for the first time.

I heard that Huangji Hall was designed and built by the Ministry of Internal Affairs and Engineering after the Emperor Taishang's initiation of resignation. It took three full years. The Supreme Emperor does not like to be disturbed and rarely goes out.

Walking into the quiet courtyard, there are even more beautiful summer flowers, like a woman swaying a slender figure, the fragrance of the flowers injects magic into Xia Yu, knocking on the bright yellow glazed tiles, splashing dripping fragrance.

Wei Yansi slowed down and stopped to watch.

Li Dequan: "They were all planted by the Supreme Emperor himself. In his spare time, he likes to take care of the flowers and plants, and he is full of thoughts. You see, how good the situation is, the old slave likes it tightly after seeing it."

Wei Yansi asked nonchalantly, "Are there mint and jasmine flowers?"

When she asked her, she felt a little embarrassed, for fear that others would spy on her mind and turned her face away in a hurry.

Li Dequan smiled slightly and said, "It's true, the emperor loves to make tea with mint, if you like it, you can ask the emperor to go."

The speaker had no intention of the listener, and Wei Yansi really took this down.

Qiguaiba walked around into the hall, and the sober and refreshing fragrance of Rui Nao rushed over his face.

An old man leaned on the golden throne and wore nothing but a white silk shirt without a belt, which was loose. But his hair was much more white than Li Dequan, as if the snow fell on his head.

It's hard to imagine that people over half a hundred years old can be so old, with long beards and loose beards, scattered on the belly of the big belly without any rules, just shaking from a cough.

When I saw her, the eye sockets were oozing red, and I didn't know if it was due to excessive coughing or excessive excitement.

"Little Five, come." He moved hard, patted the empty half of the position, "Sit here."

I heard Yi Dongpo say that the Supreme Emperor loved the original lord the most. I saw it today, and I wanted to come. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have left the original lord’s two elder brothers to choose her as the emperor.

Wei Yan thinks it's hard to make trouble, so he lifted the hem of the dragon robe and sat at his feet, raising his head with innocent and harmless eyes: "Father."

The Supreme Emperor pinched her blushing ears with his haggard fingers: "Little Slick, do you miss your father?"

"Naturally want to."

The Supreme Emperor began to cough again, and stopped after only two noises: "My father is always confused, but I can always see you in my dreams."

Wei Yansi knelt and straightened her body and stroked his curved spine with his palm to help him get along.

The emperor pushed her to sit back: "Hey, I'm sick? There is a smell of medicine on her body."

The pheromone at the susceptible stage is the strongest. Wei Yansi said vaguely: "It's getting late, and my son rushes up to the dynasty, and then he will visit you when he is down."

The Supreme Emperor slapped her waist softly and prevented her from leaving. After a few rough breaths, she asked her if she really wanted to punish the Chaos.

It turned out to be looking for her because of this.

Wei Yansi disagreed, and told him what he had seen and heard at Xichengmen.

"You are the emperor, it is a good thing to care about the people, but everything is difficult at the beginning, take it slow, don't be too anxious." The Emperor's head hung heavily on his chest, before lifting it up for a long time, as if he had slept and lost his blood-colored lips. Wriggling, "Manchu dynasty civil and military, few innocent people, now Yuzhou is in a severe drought, you will panic and fear that the gain will not be worth the loss."

"In the opinion of the emperor, what should I do?"

"First... kill the chicken and the monkey."

Wei Yansi nodded seemingly.

I have said everything that should be said. The Emperor no longer stays with her, and reluctantly pinched her cheek, and then let go before pinching her fingerprints, reminiscing: "Times are not forgiving. You grow up so fast. When I first saw you , You are so tall..."

He gestured with his palm three inches below his waist.

Wei Yansi was surprised that this height should be four or five years old before he first met with the Supreme Emperor?

I was wondering, Chun came in and reminded me that it was time to go to court.

Wei Yan couldn't think about it, and withdrew respectfully.

Retiring to the door and being stopped by the Supreme Emperor, the old man stretched out his eyebrows, making a mischievous rattle and shaking it.

The drumhead emits a crisp thump.

After he finished shaking, he gave a hearty dry laugh.

Wei Yansi was pondering the profound meaning of the Taishang's inquiry, whether the so-called killing of chickens and monkeys was to remind her to punish her severely, or to make major things smaller.

Above the chaotic hall, Ge Changliu coughed full of breath, pulling back her erratic mind.

She hurriedly adjusted her posture and said proficiently: "Aiqing, do you have any ideas?"

Ge Changliu knows, repeating what Jiang Cai said that the matter is related to the Jiangshan community, and he has finally started. It is better to check from the household department first and point out that the household department has insufficient food, or there is a deficit, so that the food cannot be supplied in time.

After sitting in the dragon chair for a long time, Wei Yansi has already figured out their ways to form a party and a tree faction. There are three major factions. Ge Changliu is the leader of the royalist party and is facing the Taishang. Now these words are the Taishang’s favor. .

Wei Yansi stepped down on the donkey and took out the Huhu to perform a drama of knocking the mountain and shaking the tiger.

Hubu Shangshu was going to struggle for a while. He stepped out of the queue without calling any grievances. He just crawled to the ground, knocked three heads, and admitted that there was indeed a shortcoming.

He didn't play the cards according to safety rules, which aroused Wei Yansi's curiosity.

"Long live, the great drought in Yuzhou spread to the surrounding seven provinces. Hundreds of thousands of people were affected. The household department was unable to collect grains. Instead, they had to take out one million shi of grain and did not dare to allocate military grains from all over the world.

After he finished a set of rigorous rhetoric, he shouted long live Mingcha, and dropped two sad tears by the way.

With such affection and affection, Wei Yansi couldn't help but moved. When Su Er received Ge Changliu's flying wink, he hardened his heart and asked Hubu Shangshu why he hadn't reported it?

Ge Changliu interrupted at the right time: "The household department is in charge of finances. Whether it is due to the lack of income from the land or concealing the account is a matter of the people of the world. I beg Long live to check it out."

"The surname is Ge!" The Hubu Shangshu has a strong personality, and he wants to tear Ge Changliu's mouth. Ge Changliu is a few years younger than him, and slightly flexibly avoided.

People around came forward to persuade them to fight, and the Jinluang Temple suddenly jumped and shouted, and the aunts of the pure vegetable market were playing with their skins.

Wei Yansi is one head and two big ones.

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