On the first floor of the Little Rose Palace, Yu Rong never slept all night.

Han Cong stood upright in the living room, looking at Yu Rong.

Yu Rong held the cigarette and stroked his forehead with his fingers. The cigarette burned too much and the ashes fell on the table.

"Sir." Han Tong said, "Do you want to lie down and rest for a while? If your body can't hold on, the country will be in chaos."

"Where can I sleep at this time?" Yu Rong took a sip of cigarette, "Is the Baihua Palace safeguarded tightly?"

Han Cong nodded: "I told Zhou Lang that no one can get in without your permission."

He hesitated for a moment and continued, "Sir, I think I really have to make a decision now. Even if your Majesty can survive tonight, he probably won't be able to last next year. But someone will always inherit the throne, either the Fourth or the Second Highness. For the long-term plan, it is more appropriate for the Second Highness."

"You have never seen him. How could the one who is Jerusalem artichoke be a wise monarch?"

"But the Fourth Highness never asks about political affairs, and has no power or soldiers in his hands. Even if we push him to the throne, will he sit firmly? He is neither Yu Huaiyong's opponent nor the Second Highness. At that time, either Yu Huaiyong rebels or the Second Highness usurps the throne. How could the Fourth Highness have a good ending at that time? Besides..."

Han Cong's face was solemn: "Don't you think about yourself? If the emperor you support is overthrown, what will happen? Have you ever thought about it?"

Yu Rong pressed his hand against his forehead. Seeing that the cigarette in his hand was about to burn to his fingers, Han Cong took a step forward, took the cigarette in his hand over, and twisted it out in the ashtray.

Yu Rong coughed twice, his face paler: "But your Majesty is interested in the Fourth Highness. He entrusted the government to me. Do I want to go against his will when he is dying? The most important thing is that the Second Highness is brutal and sinister by nature, and is the same person as Yu Huaiyong. If you and I only care about our own safety, you will hand over the country to such people. If you and I don't say whether it is right or not, I will be able to overcome the conscience level."

"I am still saying the same thing," Han Cong said firmly: "It is too risky to support the Fourth Highness to succeed the throne. If you manipulate the poisoning incident like this, you may not be able to achieve the result you want."

"Yu Huaiyong's identity is there. He cannot be the emperor. His goal should be to be the regent, so he must support the Fourth Prince. What we need to do now is to unite Yu Huaiyong and weaken Zhao Zhun's strength first. When Zhao Zhun has no chance of succession, we will free up our hands to deal with Yu Huaiyong. Yu Huaiyong is shallow and ostentatious by nature. He looks fierce, but in fact he is easier to deal with than Zhao Zhun. Before that, we need to lay a bomb for him first, which may be used in the future."

"If you offend two people this time, it will be the best if you succeed. If there is a little difference in the middle, no matter who is between them, you will send the adults to the guillotine."

"Do you think I can escape by standing by and watching?" Yu Rong sneered and said, "I have been in the vortex for a long time, either dead or injured."

"Why should you consider the request of Your Highness again?" Han Cong said: "Do you really want to involve Mr. Yu?"

"The queen must stand in our camp." Yu Rong said firmly: "Do you think Yu Huaiyong is just greedy for his beauty? What kind of beauty he can't get? What he likes is not the identity of the queen, and the gold and silver mountains of the Chen family in Yuzhanzhou. To fight, you have to use money."

There was a lot of fog outside, and Yu Huaiyong was lying in the quilt with his shirtless, frowning tightly, and sweating on his forehead.

In the dream, there was a handsome young man holding a dagger in his hand, but his face was red, and blue veins appeared on his neck. He gritted his teeth, and the blade touched his cheek, and blood flowed down the blade.

Yu Huaiyong took a breath and sat up from the bed.

When his skin touched the cold air, he immediately shivered. The burning pain on his face seemed to be still there. He stretched out his hand and covered his blind eye.

A knock on the door suddenly came from outside. Yu Huaiyong let go of his hand, his tone was bad, and he shouted: "Come in!"

The person who came in was Yu Wenxuan. Seeing him sitting on the bed half naked, he said, "You are still asleep, am I..."

"Talk about it!" Yu Huaiyong said, then lifted the quilt and walked down. He was not in a slim body. He walked to the clothes rack with a swaying force, took his pants and put them on.

Although it was not the first time I saw Yu Huaiyong's shaking object, Yu Wenxuan swallowed his saliva

Yu Huaiyong turned his head to look at him while wearing a belt. Yu Wenxuan hurried over and said, "The latest information received said that the emperor did not have the condition as Yu Rong said last night, but was being rescued. He was out of danger this morning."

Yu Huaiyong sneered and put on his coat again: "It seems that I was banned here last night not to investigate the real murderer of poisoning, but to be afraid that the emperor would breathe, and I would rebel outside, right?" He said, and suddenly raised his foot and kicked Yu Wenxuan, but this kick was not very serious, so he wiped Yu Wenxuan's trouser leg and passed by.

"Your people are becoming less and less useful," he said.

Yu Wenxuan bent down and took the military boots on the ground, knelt down on one knee and put them on for Yu Huaiyong, saying, "Yu Rong cleared everyone in the palace and guarded them all night, so he couldn't even fly in. With this little news, they took a lot of effort to get it. Marshal, what should we do next? I see that the emperor was poisoned, it has spread outside."

Yu Huaiyong browed for a moment: "Did it spread?"

"The newspaper has not yet, and several radio stations broadcast it early this morning," said Yu Wenxuan.

"What did you say?"

"Just say someone poisoned the emperor, but the real murderer has not been found yet."

Yu Huaiyong thought for a while and said, "You don't have to worry about anything else. Ask people to stare at the side of the genus genus taro. If they do anything, tell me immediately. Don't call. The Huangting switchboard is full of Yu Rong's people."

Yu Wenxuan nodded and hurried out of the palace. Yu Wenxuan washed his face and saw that the young and delicate man who was serving him to wash up, he looked at him for a few more times: "Who asked you to come?"

"I was sent by the Inner Palace." The man said shyly.

"Have anyone ever said you look like a queen?"

The man nodded and shook his head again.

Yu Huaiyong reached out and pinched his chin. All the water in his hand was stained. He pinched the other person's chin and looked at it, then let go of him, picked up a towel and wiped his hand: "Go down, tell Xiao Wenyuan, I won't do fakes."

The man came out with a basin of water and saw Xiao Wenyuan when he went out.

Xiao Wenyuan stood under the corridor and heard everything.

"grown ups……"

"Go down." Xiao Wenyuan said.

The man hurriedly walked with a basin of water. He probably walked in a hurry and sprinkled some water to wet the ground.

Chen Zui on the third floor was also washing.

There were many people serving him to wash, some holding basins, some holding towels, and some holding clothes. They stood in a row. Chen Zui was not used to serving so many people, so he said, "You all go down and call Yu Cheng."

Qiu Hua was stunned for a moment, and immediately asked Lili and the others to go down. After a while, Yu Cheng came in. He was already dressed neatly, but he was still the same outfit as last night.

Chen Zui smiled and said, "Your father has promised you to be my personal instructor. Do you know?"

Yu Cheng said "Yes" and said, "My father has already talked to me."

Chen Zui said: "Then I will make it clear. I don't like rules. You are my instructor, my teacher, I am the queen, and your student. Even if we are on the same level, I don't care about what you do outside, but when there are only two of us, I hope you don't be too polite to me, and then..."

As he said that, he threw something to Yu Cheng. Yu Cheng was stunned for a moment and took it to his hands. He realized that it was a neatly stacked towel.

Chen Zui poured the water half a basin into another basin: "I know you are in a hurry and there is nothing around you. Just use mine. Hurry up and wash up and wait for the meal to start."

After he said that, he took a handful of water and poured it on his face. The splashes wet the soft hair on his forehead. After washing his face, he went to the back of the screen to change his clothes.

Yu Cheng was not polite either. He put a towel around his neck and washed his face with another basin of water. After washing, he wiped his face while looking at the screen. He saw Chen Zui's naked back and buttocks, without avoiding him at all.

"It's all men, don't avoid you. You have lived together in the army for many years, and you should have seen each other." Chen Zui said while wearing clothes, his movements were natural, his eyes were honest, he was shy at all, and there was no trace of intentional seduction.

But Yu Cheng still felt that his white body was dazzling. He didn't know whether it was because his skin was too white and tender, his long hair was too loose and looked like a woman's back, or in his heart, the queen was no longer a man who could face him naked.

Chen Zui still wore a hundred clothes today. The Queen's 100 clothes were exquisitely crafted, and even the regular clothes were extremely gorgeous. She had a kind of uprightness and rigor when worn. After a long time of buttoning on the top of the collar, Chen Zui couldn't hold it up, so she glanced at Yu Cheng.

Yu Cheng walked over and reached out to button him.

Chen Zui looked at Yu Cheng's face, looking at him in the daytime, his skin looked smoother, his facial features were three-dimensional, and he was very handsome. His hands were slender and flexible, and there were thin calluses on his fingertips. "I heard that when His Majesty was awake, he once entrusted me to your family. Have you heard of it?" He asked Yu Cheng.

Yu Cheng said "yes" and withdrew his hand.

"Do you know what the meaning of entrustment?" he asked again.

"I will marry you." Yu Cheng said.

Chen Zui was stunned for a moment. He found it very interesting to say such things with such a expressionless face. He always wanted to know whether a character like Yu Cheng had the energy of fireworks.

Will you be angry, will you laugh, and will you have desires?

I don't know what's going on, he especially wants to challenge him, or even tease him, wanting to see another look hidden in him.

"It's not just marrying me, you have to sleep with me." Chen Zui said: "I only keep a widow once."

Yu Cheng looked straight at him and said, "Your Highness."

"Before this, continue to maintain your good style. Your first time is mine, keep it for me."

After Chen Zui said that, he patted Yu Cheng on the shoulder, held back his laughter and walked towards the door.

Yu Cheng's face was still cold, and he stood there. When Chen Zui had already walked out of the bedroom, his ears turned red.

He stood with his lips pursed and stood again.

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