Every male protagonist wants to fuck me

Chapter 225 And use the title to lure the king's heart (13)

"Your Majesty summoned me, I don't know why?"

Murong Xian strode across the threshold, walked into the imperial study room without saying hello, his eagle eyes were sharp on his old face, his voice was hoarse and dry, like the sound of heavy sand and stone rubbing against each other.

The smile on the young and handsome emperor's face did not change at all, as if he had expected the other party's behavior for a long time.

Murong Xian directly sat down on the soft couch at the side, and the little eunuch waiting in the hall hurriedly handed over the teacup.

Murong Xian picked up the teacup, took a sip leisurely, then frowned slightly, and put it aside casually.

Murong Jue raised his eyebrows, the smile on his lips was just right, and the emotion in his eyes was elusive.

"Is this tea not to the Emperor's liking?"

The regent's eyes followed the words and fell on the mature and stable emperor. He stroked the jade finger in a leisurely manner, and looked straight at him.

"It's really not as satisfying as His Majesty's."

The atmosphere in the hall dropped to freezing point in an instant.

The young eunuchs who were serving tremblingly lowered their heads, their bodies trembling to varying degrees, for fear that the fighting skills of these two would harm Chi Yu.

Facing Murong Xian's provocative gesture, Murong Jue was not angry, but raised the tea in hand and took a sip.

He nodded indifferently, and his tone was light, without any hint of annoyance.

"This tea was brewed by the eunuch with the best tea skills around me, but the emperor's uncle felt that it was not to his liking. It was not as good as what I brewed. The emperor's uncle has a high reputation for me, so aren't you afraid that I will be complacent?"

Murong Xian stared at Murong Jue for a while, his sharp gaze seemed to penetrate his body to see his soul, but unfortunately this body was too perfect, perfectly covering up the true emotions inside.

"Your Majesty is the proud son of heaven, the emperor who rules life and death in the world, it is only right for him to be a little more proud." Murong Xian looked away slowly, took a sip from the tea cup.

The moment he lowered his eyes to drink tea, a sharp light flashed across his eagle eyes.

He put down the teacup, and when he spoke again, his tone was quite different from the tense gunpowder before, as casual as if he was chatting with Murong Jue.

"Is Your Majesty seventeen this year?"

"Seventeen years old."

"It's not too small..." Murong Xian let out a long sigh, "Your Majesty is still unemployed, right?"

Murong Jue's movement of picking up the pen froze indistinguishably, and was quickly covered up by him, as if the moment of stiffness didn't exist at all.

He raised his eyes to look in the direction of Murong Xian, his dark pupils were clean and clear, and every stroke of the handsome and flawless facial features was freehand and romantic, and the slightly raised eyebrows showed that the emperor was a little unhappy.

"Is the emperor deliberately mentioning this matter to pierce my heart?"

The melodious young man's voice was mixed with embarrassment and anger, and the fair-skinned Shengxue's cheeks flushed, as if some unspeakable private matter had been brought up.

The young emperor's reaction was completely unexpected. The posture of the young man with a spring heart made the regent's idea of ​​putting people by the emperor's side aborted, so he had to follow the boy's reaction to try it out.

"What is your majesty saying? This king is only worried about the well-being of the country. After all, your majesty's heirs are also state affairs and should not be underestimated."

"Uncle Huang is really for the country and the people, it's because my vision is narrow." Murong Jue put down his pen, chuckled lightly, with a bit of shame in his eyes.

The regent was not fooled by the emperor's few words, and he didn't hide it at all, and said blatantly: "Your Majesty has not reached the crown, and it is true that he is not at the age of drafting a concubine, but there should be one or two rooms, lest he The Japanese wedding has wronged General Xi’s daughter.”

The light in Murong Jue's eyes flickered slightly, and Murong Xian turned the topic on this again and again, his intention must be to disintegrate the alliance between him and Xi Ning, and wait for the opportunity to abolish him.

After all, the Xi family holds the military power, so he still has to weigh it if he wants to move Xi Ning.

Xi Ning is far away at the border. As long as he bribes the regent's eyes and ears to monitor Lan Haicheng, he can ensure that the news of the capital will not reach Xi Ning's ears.

Accept the people sent by the regent, reduce the regent's vigilance, get rid of Murong Xian, a serious confidant, faster, and see Xi Ning sooner...

This temptation is really exciting.

Rubbing the cold jade finger with his fingertips, Murong Jue was about to agree, but Xi Ning's dying and bloodless face flashed in his mind.

The calm and calm emotions collapsed at this moment, and the irritability spreading from his heart made him frown uncontrollably, and his tone could not hide his anxiety.

"I don't need to bother my uncle, I'm still young, so I should put more energy into the affairs of the government, and not stick to the personal relationship of my sons and daughters."

Murong Xian's face darkened visible to the naked eye, the little wolf cub really grew sharp claws, that old man Cui Wenzhen definitely couldn't stay.

Talking in the imperial study room, the regent and Murong Jue broke up unhappy. When the regent left, his steps were brisk and his face was so ugly that ink dripped from his face.

The confidant little eunuch tremblingly walked into the imperial study, the atmosphere in the room was so oppressive and gloomy that he almost couldn't help but kneel down.

Presenting the secret letter in his hand to the moody emperor, the little eunuch whispered, "This is news from the northwest."

After saying this, the little eunuch keenly felt that the air pressure on the emperor's body became more suppressed. He knelt on the ground with a "slap", lowered his head and did not dare to say a word, and the fingers holding the secret letter couldn't help it. trembling.

The secret letter in his hand was taken away, the little eunuch breathed a sigh of relief, but his back was still tense and straight.

He opened the secret letter with a frown and read the whole text, but there was no word that annoyed him, only the little queen's ambition to start a war without authorization was obvious.

For some reason, the tense strings in my mind loosened a little.

He picked up the pen and wrote a heartfelt letter eloquently. After sealing it, he handed it to the little eunuch.

"It must be delivered to General Xi."

The little eunuch bent over and went down.

Looking at the secret letter sent back from the border, Murong Jue's mood unknowingly became relaxed and joyful.

Even if this reply letter was not sent to Xi Ning but to Murong Xian, it doesn't matter, the final result is the same.

Since Xi Ning has decided to attack the barbarians, he must have no intention of making trouble. Besides, even if she has a new love, as long as the loyal monarch in her bones is not dismantled, then he has a hundred ways to trick her back.

Now, he only needs to concentrate on dealing with the wily Prince Regent.

With the experience of his previous life, he became more adept at how to most effectively disintegrate and instigate the regent's right-hand men.

Uncle Huang, in this life, I won't allow you to trample and humiliate me like I did in my previous life.

The young emperor picked up the cuboid wooden box that was put aside, opened the box, took out the scroll inside and put it on the desk, holding the scroll with his slender fingers like jade, and slowly unfolded the scroll along the direction of the scroll.

The girl in the painting is riding a horse in a heroic manner, her black hair is like a waterfall, simply tied up with a white jade hairpin, her palm-sized face is delicate and small, and her soft-looking face is covered by the murderous look between her eyebrows and eyes, making her look a bit Perverse.

The cherry lips were tightly pursed, the eyes were calm, the ancient well was calm, calm and indifferent, as if seeing through the world of mortals, with nothing in mind.

(End of this chapter)