"Help me go over there and don't wake up the emperor." Huang Chenling made a shushing gesture and whispered.
Yan Ruozhi helped him to the side hall, sat behind the screen, and then asked: "What are you doing? You're so pretentious, why are you pretending to be an assassin to sneak in?"
"I'm not pretending to be an assassin, I'm just wearing night clothes. Oops, you stuck a needle on me without even seeing clearly. Why don't you help me pull out the needle here quickly?" Huang Chenling said angrily and aggrieved.
"Then why are you carrying a knife? You brought it here." Yan Ruocheng asked while helping him pull out the needle.
"I saw a man in black by the window, and thought he wanted to kill you. When I came over with a knife, the man dodged out. I wanted to chase him, but you kicked me and I fell.
On the ground, he kept pricking me with needles." Huang Chenling explained.
"It's not my fault. You looked too much like an assassin just now. Then why are you wearing night clothes? If you want to come over, just come right over." Yan Ruocheng asked in confusion.
"Xiulin thought I was in the royal study. How could I sneak over here smoothly if I didn't wear night clothes?" Huang Chenling said helplessly.
"You deserve this for what happened. Does it still hurt?" Yan Ruozhen reached out and touched his baby that was covered with needles just now, and asked.
"It hurt just now. It was almost punctured. Please check it carefully." Huang Chenling leaned over and stayed close to her.
Yan Ruozhen really thought of him as an assassin just now, and she really tried to stab him. Needless to say, she really wanted to check him carefully.
"I'm here to check. Don't make any noise." She reminded her.
Huang Chenling nodded casually and happily let her check her slowly. He put his hands around her waist, leaned his head on her shoulder, and joked in a low voice: "It depends on how you check it."
Yan Ruozhen stopped playing with him, untied his belt, opened his shank, and slowly reached in to check.
She was checking carefully, but Huang Chenling was thinking too much. Her body began to shake involuntarily.
"Can you be more serious?"
"I'm a man, can I not move if you touch me like this?" Huang Chenling said coquettishly.
"When I touched this place, did you feel any pain?" Yan Ruocheng began to blush gradually after hearing what he said.
"It hurts a little. You can check it more deeply." Huang Chenling said dishonestly, and deliberately let Yan Ruocheng touch it.
Yan Ruozhen frowned and said, "If you feel pain here, it's not good. I'll press the acupuncture point. If you feel pain, just bite my shoulder."
Huang Chenling said with a mischievous smile: "I'm afraid of biting you, so just press it. I won't bite you. I'll kiss you at most."
Yan Ruocheng rolled her eyes at him. This man's mind was full of bad thoughts now. It would really not be fun if he didn't tease him.
She doesn't want to hurt him, she just wants to hurt him.
The fingers slid lightly and hooked over the most sensitive part, and the sour and numb feeling suddenly spread from bottom to top.
Huang Chenling shrank her body and exhaled softly: "Hey!"
Yan Ruocheng smiled mischievously, then flicked her finger, hitting the peak point. Huang Chenling pursed her lips and bit her, sniffing lightly against her neck.
"Okay, I've finished checking. It should be fine."
"What, you just called the inspection over? You made my place so hot." Huang Chenling was a little reacted by her, but she told her to stop. She said very dissatisfied.
"Let it cool down on its own if it's hot." Yan Ruocheng said while suppressing a smile.
"Do you know that saying this will make me want you now?" Huang Chenling approached her with a fierce look in her eyes.
"I'm very scared." Yan Ruozhen also took out a large, bright and shiny silver needle from the hidden compartment of his clothes and pointed it at him.
"Why are you carrying so many silver needles on your body? Aren't you afraid of pricking yourself?" Huang Chenling said unhappily.
"Of course it's self-defense, but it can also hurt people. Okay, what are you doing here?" Yan Ruozhen looked at his sullen look, reached out and held his head and asked.
"I wanted to see you, but I was afraid that the emperor would find out. He came to stop me and wouldn't let me take you away. So I wore night clothes and secretly had an affair with you." Huang Chenling said boringly her bad idea.
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"What a bad idea you have. But I like it, hee!" Yan Ruocheng happily kissed him.
The two of them hid behind the screen, and after talking to each other, Huang Chenling reluctantly left.
In the past few days, Yan Ruozhen has been serving Huang Fengmo by his side. He has basically returned to his previous master-servant status.
"Your Highness, it's time to take some medicine." Yan Ruozhen came in with the boiled medicinal soup.
Huang Fengmo was practicing calligraphy with his pen. He looked at Yan Ruocheng and said with a smile: "How do you think of the calligraphy I wrote with my left hand?"
"Your Highness, your writing is naturally good. The writing style is neat, clean and vigorous. It's like a hermit master." Yan Ruocheng said with some exaggerated praise.
"Hahaha, when did you become fond of flattering and slap so loudly?" Huang Fengmo was amused by her.
"No, I'm just telling the truth. Stop practicing calligraphy and drink the medicine first." Yan Ruocheng said with a smile.
"Okay, the more bitter the medicine you boil, the better it tastes." Huang Fengmo said jokingly. He sat down and let Yan Ruocheng feed the medicine.
"Your Highness, after you finish drinking the medicine, let's go for a walk." Yan Ruocheng suggested.
"Okay." Huang Fengmo doted on her and obeyed her wishes.
After drinking the medicine, Huang Fengmo took her to the White Lotus Palace to enjoy the lotus flowers.
"Your Highness, I have never been to this White Lotus Palace before?" Yan Ruocheng asked as he was curious about the sightseeing.
"Of course you haven't been here. This is my father's place and basically no one is allowed to enter. My father is gone, so we can come in and have a look. Alas, I really don't know how my father is doing now." Huang Fengmo
Saying that, he sighed.
"Your Majesty, he is very good, you don't have to worry." Yan Ruocheng couldn't help but say it.
"How do you know?" Huang Fengmo asked.
"You guessed it. With Concubine Yin by his side, and the Holy Master and Concubine Yin are highly skilled in martial arts, of course it would be great for the two of them to be together." Yan Ruozhen thought about it, if he told the Holy Master about his temporary life in the cold palace.
Will he bother Huang Fengmo? What if the Holy Emperor is dissatisfied and doesn't know where to hide in the world? She has become a sinner, so she chooses not to tell anyone for the time being.
"That's right. Let's go rowing. It's fun to row while admiring the white lotus." Huang Fengmo suddenly became interested in rowing a boat and took Yan Ruocheng along with him.
"Your Highness, you can't move your arms around yet," Yan Ruocheng warned.
"We can each hold an oar, so we can divide the work so that we don't worry about getting my arm." Huang Fengmo suggested.
The man had already entered the boat. Yan Ruocheng tried to persuade him to no avail, so he had no choice but to follow his wishes and row together to see.
The two of them were sitting side by side on the boat, holding an oar on each side.
"Your Highness, I said to start paddling, let's row down together and have a look."
"Got it, let's start."
The two of them pushed the oars, but the boat was spinning in circles. Then they tried several times, but still the same thing.
"Your Highness, I think it's better for me to support it myself. I'm afraid the boat won't be able to move forward." Yan Ruocheng said helplessly.
"Okay, you do it." Huang Fengmo had no choice but to agree.
Yan Ruocheng rowed slowly, and the boat moved forward slowly.
"My queen mother also liked to take me here for boating in the past." Huang Fengmo looked at the white lotus in the pond, and memories of his childhood gradually flashed out, making him couldn't help but say it.
"What kind of person is His Highness's mother? Will she be lonely and sad in the palace without the Holy One?" Yan Ruocheng listened and asked curiously as he had never met Huang Fengmo's biological mother.
"My mother was ordained as a nun when I was ten years old. After leaving the palace, she never came back. I don't remember much about her. I was brought up by the nuns in the palace." Huang Fengmo said on her face.
He spoke calmly and slowly, as if he were talking to a very strange person, without any warmth at all.
After Yan Ruozhen heard this, his eyebrows furrowed and he stopped moving.
"Your Highness, don't you miss your mother at all? Chen Ling almost went crazy because of his mother, but you did the opposite."
Huang Fengmo's eyes gradually dimmed, and he said with a cold and bitter smile: "Haha, I really don't have much feelings for her. I started learning calligraphy from the Master, practicing calligraphy and reading books all day long.
If I don't practice well or write well, when it reaches her ears, she calls me to see her, and what I get is a loud slap. She is not here, but I feel relaxed and at ease."
The more Yan Ruocheng listened, the more uncomfortable he felt for him. When he thought of how much he doted on Xiao Ling and was not willing to hit him, it was in stark contrast to Huang Fengmo's experience. He whispered: "Then you must be very sad.
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"I was sad for a while, but I met Chen Ling's mother-in-law. She was very kind and pampered me. I must have felt some maternal love from her. Now that you have Xiao Ling, if I say I want you to pamper me,
Pamper me, how will you pamper me?" Huang Fengmo said, suddenly looking at her and having some interesting thoughts about her.
"Pamper?" Yan Ruocheng didn't quite understand and looked dumbfounded.
"Pamper me. Try to treat me as your little feather and pamper me." Huang Fengmo said simply one more time.
"Your Highness, you are serious. I am pampering you right now. I am already rowing a boat." Yan Ruocheng said awkwardly. He was not Xiaoling, so how could he pamper him by coaxing her?
"You are following orders, not favoring me." Huang Fengmo held his chin boredly and said while turning his head.
Yan Ruocheng reached out to touch his head and said a little shyly: "When I see Xiaoling is unhappy, I just slowly touch his head like this."
Huang Fengmo felt that this was not enough, so he simply leaned into her arms and said, "Just let me lean on you like this, and you continue to touch my head."