The sorrows and joys of people cannot be communicated. At that time, when the palace was extremely excited about Huo Cenji's enthronement, Zhao Yuanqi was facing the loess with his back to the sky, digging sweet potatoes in the sand with a hoe.
He had just stopped working for a few seconds when someone urged him to work faster and not to try to cheat.
When Zhao Yuanqi heard this, the veins on his forehead popped out with anger. But he knew that today was different from the past and he couldn't afford to lose his temper again.
So he had no choice but to use the hand that he used to write with to swing the hoe again and again, sweat dripping down his forehead onto the sand. Zhao Yuanqi expressionlessly treated the sweet potato on the ground as Huo Cenji and chopped it in half with force.
Huo Cenji!
Even if you kill me, it's better than letting me live a life worse than death here!
Because they had been instructed by their superiors to have nearby farmers watch them while they were working, this scene happened to fall into the eyes of a simple and honest man.
The farmer, whose skin was tanned, complained in a local dialect with a frown:
"Oh! Why are you like this? This is our food..."
Zhao Yuanqi: "Isn't it just a sweet potato?"
The honest farmer got angry when he heard this, frowning and saying, "Okay, then you won't have lunch!"
Zhao Yuanqi: “…” If you don’t want to eat it, then don’t eat it!
Is it possible that he would give in for a meal?
Zhao Yuanqi pursed his lips tightly and began to curse Huo Cenji day after day—
"Don't be too proud! Sooner or later, someone will be able to deal with you!"
What Zhao Yuanqi said was indeed right. There was indeed someone who could "deal with" Huo Cenji.
After the tedious coronation ceremony, Huo Cenji, dressed in majestic imperial attire, lay on the dragon couch with a flushed face, looking at Tang Yu, as if pleading with his eyes -
"Stop playing."
"But..." Tang Yu frowned and said in embarrassment: "You look really good in this dress."
"I can't help but want to take a good look at His Majesty..."
That name made Huo Cenji completely lose the last bit of rationality in his heart. He clearly felt ashamed and wanted Tang Yu not to call him that, but in the end, all he said were a few syllables. He couldn't even utter a complete sentence.
Tang Yu said those words sincerely, and he didn't expect Huo Cenji to react so strongly.
But what does it matter?
He looked at... Huo Cenji seemed comfortable.
Tang Yu was not lying when he praised Huo Cenji for looking good in this dress. The dragon patterns on the heavily embroidered imperial robes were lifelike. In addition, Huo Cenji's aura was calm and noble. When others saw him wearing this dress, they could not help but kneel down.
In fact, if you look closely, you can see that the bright yellow robe that was originally neatly worn by Huo Cenji has become loose and can only be considered to be draped over his body. If you pull it hard, it will probably fall off fragilely.
The dragon-patterned jade belt around Huo Cenji's waist had already loosened. This belt was exactly the same as the one Tang Yu often wore. Although it was difficult to detect because it blended into his clothes, someone with a keen eye, such as the young attendant, could spot it at a glance.
That was his selfish desire, because he always felt that Tang Yu had a share in the throne. Therefore, when he changed his clothes in the morning, he ordered the palace servants to tie a jade belt with Tang Yu's scent on him, as if in this way, those long and tedious ceremonies would no longer be unbearable.
But he didn't expect that something more difficult than those rituals was still to come.
Huo Cenji's eyes were dazed, as if he had lost focus, and he could only let Tang Yu manipulate him.
He stared at the bright yellow curtains, his slender fingers gripping the quilt, loosening and tightening it over and over again.
Tang Yu raised his head and released the thing in his mouth. Seeing Huo Cenji's distracted eyes and obsessed expression, he couldn't help but ask:
"Is it really... so comfortable?"
But this is just the appetizer. What if Huo Cenji becomes more serious later?
Hearing Tang Yu's question, Huo Cenji barely regained his sanity and began to recall what Tang Yu had just said.
Until what Tang Yu had said gradually became clear in his mind, Huo Cenji wanted to turn his head away in shame and anger.
Although he felt comfortable, he still felt a little embarrassed when Tang Yu, who was several years younger than him, said it herself.
Even though this was not the first time he and Tang Yu had done this, after not having made love for a long time, Huo Cenji could only try to extract every bit of their experience from his memory, so that... so that he could appear to be somewhat at ease.
But how could he compare to Tang Yu?
Just now, Tang Yu had deftly ripped off his clothes and then laid on his chest without caring about anything else and was busying herself. Now, she stopped for a moment, and the other party felt uncomfortable being ignored.
Huo Cenji had no choice but to turn his head back and look at Tang Yu with pleading eyes.
Tang Yu: "Your Majesty, what do you mean? I just asked your Majesty a question, but you haven't answered me yet."
Huo Cenji wanted to pull Tang Yu over roughly so that Tang Yu would know that there would be punishment if he did not care about teasing him deliberately.
But in the end, he just stretched out his weak hand and gently pulled the corner of Tang Yu's clothes, his voice dark and hoarse:
"It's comfortable, so...keep going, okay?"
Tang Yu could not bear to hear such submissive words, and immediately started working hard again.
When it came to the critical step, Tang Yu sighed and felt from the bottom of his heart that it was the right decision to spend his points to exchange for a "body-strengthening" pill from the system tonight.
Otherwise, how could he watch such a touching scene?
Tang Yu looked at Huo Cenji who was breathing slightly, with a hint of satisfaction in his eyes.
The bright yellow robe that Huo Cenji had just barely put on had fallen to the ground, and the jade crown on his head had been torn off and thrown aside. Now only his silky black hair was left scattered on his body, covering up some of his fair skin.
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