As the protagonist of this banquet, the prince regent should have rushed forward to congratulate him, and even presented gifts that he had prepared but never sent. However, Han Zhiyuan was cold throughout the whole process, and his The murderous aura emanating from the inside out was even more daunting, but the little emperor kept toasting Han Zhiyuan, drinking happily while toasting, Han Zhiyuan frowned, but he was thinking secretly What the hell is this little emperor doing?

Han Zhiyuan's actions frightened a group of people in the audience, but the Prince Regent finally stopped hiding his dissatisfaction with the emperor in front of everyone. I was afraid that the weather was about to change, so hurrying home was the right way. In fact, Han Zhiyuan was just thinking, what was the little emperor doing to get himself drunk in front of civil and military officials?

I saw that the little emperor's already beautiful face was unknowingly stained with a layer of blush, that kind of pink in his fair skin, which was very attractive, and his eyes that were slightly intoxicated, as if they were out of focus. , but has a different kind of intoxicating beauty, especially the lips stained with wine, under the illumination of the night lights, it is extraordinarily rosy and delicious, as if you can smell the intoxicating aroma of wine when you look at it from a distance.

Han Zhiyuan was slightly stunned, and saw the little emperor staring at him with a blushing face and tilting his head, "Huh? Uncle? Why are there two uncles?"

Han Zhiyuan frowned slightly, but his heart was full of joy, "The emperor is drunk, come here! Help the emperor return to the bedroom."

As soon as Han Zhiyuan finished speaking, Sima Jinlin's confidant, the little eunuch, Xiao Dezi hurriedly stepped forward to help the little emperor. However, the little emperor turned his head away and threw away Xiao Dezi. There was a layer of water mist, but his eyes were pointing directly in the direction of Han Zhiyuan.

"Uncle Huang? Why is Uncle standing upside down? I... I can stand upside down too." The little emperor stood up crookedly, as if he really wanted to try standing upside down, but he didn't stand up yet. Wen Jing's legs went soft and the world turned around, but fortunately, Han Zhiyuan took a few steps forward and grabbed the little emperor's arm.

At this moment, not to mention Xiaodezi, even the ministers in the audience were so frightened that their eyeballs popped out. Really, they were afraid that the Prince Regent would be unable to control and directly crush the little emperor, and that would really change the sky .

Han Zhiyuan dragged the little emperor with one hand, his face expressionless, but the little emperor threw himself on Han Zhiyuan's arm without any image, and looked at Han Zhiyuan with wet eyes. Suddenly his eyes lit up, "Uncle Huang, I've turned upside down."

Han Zhiyuan could hardly laugh or cry, especially when faced with such a face. The little emperor's extremely handsome face was completely harmless and ignorant. He smiled even more naive. His rosy and moist lips were slightly parted, which was extraordinarily attractive and cute. In fact, Han Zhiyuan really had There was an urge to bow down and kiss him. However, Han Zhiyuan not only couldn't do it, he also kept his face paralyzed as a regent with a sullen face.

"Fu Huang goes back to his bedroom!" Han Zhiyuan said lightly.

However, before Xiao Dezi stepped forward to support the little emperor, he saw that the little emperor suddenly hugged Han Zhiyuan's arm in a coquettish manner, holding Han Zhiyuan's arm in his arms tightly. The kind that was so tight, then raised his head and stared at Han Zhiyuan giggling, and while laughing, he kept calling "Uncle Huangshu".

Then, laughing and laughing, everyone saw the little emperor's face for a while, and then froze suddenly, and then everyone only heard the sound of "vomit~", and then under the eyes of the public, the little emperor vomited and vomited all over the regent. , The regent's gorgeous and noble robes, from the chest down, are all... a filth.

At that moment, except for the little emperor who vomited, time seemed to stand still. The ministers were frightened.

Everyone saw the regent's gloomy face for a moment, as if an invisible sense of oppression spread out in all directions with the regent as the center, and in the blink of an eye, everyone was enveloped by that terrifying aura. The supporters of the regent have said that the little emperor is playing with fire, or he is seeking death. It was all mentioned in the throat, for fear that the regent could not control the little emperor on the spot, and the emperor was really worrying.

Xiao Dezi shivered and supported the little emperor who was jumping on Han Zhiyuan, trying to pull him up, but the little emperor who was so dizzy was not willing to let go, not only did he not let go, but he pulled even tighter, "Uncle Huang, I'm not feeling well, it's so uncomfortable Uncle~"

Han Zhiyuan stared blankly at the pitiful little emperor, pondering in his heart, and then he ignored the crowd who dared not let the atmosphere out of the audience, and even completely ignored his messy and luxurious clothes, and just repeated lightly, " Send the emperor back to the bedroom."

However, the little emperor who threw himself on his arm had no intention of giving up, and continued to drag Han Zhiyuan, "I don't want to go back to the bedroom, Uncle Huang, I'm not feeling well, Uncle~Uncle~I'm uncomfortable~Uncle, I'm this What's wrong?"

Everyone was ashamed. The supporters of the little emperor felt that their hearts did not grow on their bodies. What happened to the emperor tonight? Why do you have to challenge the Regent's bottom line again and again? Who doesn't know that the Regent loves cleanliness? Although he grew up on the border with difficult conditions, the Regent was never a messy warrior. The Regent once said: The only filth he can endure is the blood of the enemy.

So the emperor is challenging the bottom line of the regent? Also, what makes them even more frightened is that the regent is the first-class big broken sleeve in the world. The emperor is delicate and expensive, and his appearance is unparalleled in the world. Don't you come up like this to touch the wolf's butt? God knows what they are most worried about over the years is that the regent will stretch the devil's grasp on their beautiful little emperor!

At this moment, Han Zhiyuan's eyes dimmed, suddenly he stretched out his hand to wrap his arms around the little emperor's shoulder, and said lightly, "Your Majesty, you are just drunk."

"I'm not drunk," the little emperor said crookedly, "It's the uncle who is drunk."

The corner of Han Zhiyuan's mouth suddenly twitched, "How about sending the emperor back to the bedroom?" He seemed to have guessed something, so he just followed his wishes, which happened to be exactly the time Han Zhiyuan wanted.

"Okay, uncle, send me back, dizzy~"

The little emperor nodded stupidly, while his supporters felt that their whole hearts fell to the ground, and they were trampled on both feet by their own people.

Han Zhiyuan took the little emperor's shoulders, and then said casually, "Continue, everyone, this king will send the emperor back to the palace to rest." After all, regardless of the colorful faces of everyone, he directly hugged the crooked little emperor and left, Xiaode Zilu followed nervously with a green face.

It didn't take long for them to get out of the Imperial Garden. Han Zhiyuan took off his robe and threw it to Xiao Dezi. At this time, the sky was completely dark. Although the palace lanterns were lit in the corridors, there were always rockery trails that were so dark. Where he couldn't see clearly, the little emperor was already drunk and could not walk steadily, but this time it was even more difficult to walk.

Han Zhiyuan's white lingerie was particularly conspicuous in the dark, and even the dark night could hardly conceal Han Zhiyuan's sturdy figure. Han Zhiyuan just hugged the stumbled little emperor with one hand, and didn't make any excessive moves, which made the little Dezi, who followed behind with the regent's dirty clothes, a little at ease. Of course, there was always something to worry about.

The regent of others is well-behaved, but our emperor is not. saw that the little emperor's hands holding others' arms began to climb up the regent's neck, as if the whole person was hanging on it, his mouth was not idle, and he kept mumbling all the way.

"Uncle Huang~ I feel so uncomfortable~ Uncle Huang, why are you dangling around?"

Han Zhiyuan smiled recklessly in the dark, "The emperor was just drunk, but the minister didn't shake it. It was the emperor who was shaking."

"I'm not drunk," the little emperor shook his head like a rattle. Suddenly, the little emperor tilted his head and stared at a leafy cedar beside the road with confused eyes, "Huh? Is this cedar mature?" The little emperor's eyes widened, and he turned his head to look at Han Zhiyuan in disbelief and excitement, "Uncle Huang! This goblin is waving to me!"

"Pfft~" Han Zhiyuan finally couldn't help laughing out loud. The little Dezi behind him only felt that a thunder was falling from the sky, what should I do? The regent actually laughed, but what does this mean?

However, before Xiao Dezi could understand, he was frightened again, and saw the little emperor let go of the regent's neck and rushed towards the cedar tree excitedly, as if he was going to say hello to the fairy, anyway, under his feet When he was unsteady, he jumped up, and the ending was probably a dog gnawing at the mud, and the worse thing was that the unparalleled beauty would probably be ruined on the sharp pine needles of the cedar. Xiao Dezi closed his eyes in despair.

Han Zhiyuan quickly retrieved the person with his eyes and hands. In the corners he couldn't see, the smile on Han Zhiyuan's face was extremely bright. Then, Han Zhiyuan bent down slightly and hugged the little emperor horizontally. Princess The kind you hold.

"Ah~" Little Dezi, who opened his eyes, was so frightened that he almost threw the clothes in his hands together with the lantern. It was over, it was over, the regent's magic grasp finally reached the emperor!

The moment he hugged him, Han Zhiyuan couldn't help laughing. A man's body would never be too light, but for Han Zhiyuan, who was strong in martial arts and strong in body, it was a piece of cake. Well, holding an emperor feels very good. The key is that the moment he held the little emperor, Han Zhiyuan was keenly aware of the momentary stiffness of the body in his arms. Although it was fleeting, it was enough to explain the problem. .

This little guy is so interesting, Han Zhiyuan really likes this feeling, that kind of feeling of oppression when he moves his hands, that kind of obviously hating you so much that he wants to strangle you every minute, but he has to find ways to be careful to test your feelings, very good and powerful.

"Uncle Huang~" The stiffness was fleeting, as if it had never happened, the little emperor looked up at Han Zhiyuan in a daze, seemed puzzled, even a little panicked, "I can't step on the ground, woo~ Uncle Huang, I am What about your feet?"

Han Zhiyuan tried his best to resist the urge to laugh out loud, and his hands holding his knees lifted his legs slightly, and said more and more softly, "Don't worry, Your Majesty, Your Majesty's feet are here, they won't fly. go."

"Woo~" Xiao Dezi bit his tongue, and the pain caused his little face to twist in an instant, no, why does this conversation sound so strange? What's the matter with the regent's tone like this to a three-year-old child?

Han Zhiyuan hugged the little emperor all the way and went directly to the little emperor's bedroom, and then, under the trembling eyes of a group of palace maids and eunuchs, directly carried the little emperor to the dragon bed, then turned his head and glared, "I'm not going to prepare hot water yet. !"

"Ah yes!"

When a group of minions rushed out, Han Zhiyuan turned his head to look at Xiao Dezi, who was holding his robe covered in the little emperor's vomit, his eyes darkened, his brows raised, and before Han Zhiyuan spoke, Xiao Dezi was in a hurry. Said, "Don't worry, lord, the servant will send someone to the palace to get it for you, and this will also be washed for you."

"Then why don't you step back?" Han Zhiyuan said lightly.

"Ah?" Xiao Dezi tried his best to suppress the fear in his heart, and he couldn't help but glanced at the little emperor who was rolling restlessly on the dragon bed, but when he looked at the regent's face that was not angry and arrogant, Xiao Dezi couldn't control his eyes. Dezi immediately persuaded, thinking of the emperor's plan again, Xiao Dezi bowed and said, "Yes, the slave will retire." You are asking for more blessings, the emperor, you have to implement the plan you think of yourself. Na.

Then, Han Zhiyuan stared at the one rolling on the dragon bed with a smile that was not a smile. He was in a very happy mood. Immediately, Han Zhiyuan withdrew the little emperor's bright yellow robe without changing his face, leaving only the smooth and close-fitting white robe. Underwear, and then, Han Zhiyuan continued without hesitation...

However, just as Han Zhiyuan's hands touched the button of the little emperor's lining, and the next step was to unfasten it, Han Zhiyuan keenly felt that the little emperor froze again.

"Wow~ Uncle, I'm so uncomfortable, I have a headache." The little emperor muttered uncomfortably, but he grabbed his collar with his hands without a trace, and rolled in at the same time, just avoiding Han Zhiyuan's hands.

Han Zhiyuan's face was serious, without a trace of evil thoughts, "Your Majesty, it's not uncomfortable to take a bath."

"Don't!" The little emperor rolled inside again, and held onto the collar of his clothes so tightly that he didn't let go, "I don't want to take a bath!"

"Your Majesty," Han Zhiyuan became more and more gentle, but his movements were not ambiguous. He grabbed the little emperor's arm and dragged the person who rolled in again with a little force. Besides, the emperor has just vomited all over his body, and the emperor also smells of filth, how can you do it if you don't wash it?"

Han Zhiyuan said that he was going to take off the little emperor's pants, but just as his hands were about to touch, the little emperor rolled over and sat up straight, his eyes filled with mist filled with dissatisfaction, "I am not drunk, I am not drunk. I can still drink!"

"Don't make trouble, Your Majesty." Han Zhiyuan said lightly.

"I didn't make trouble~ I can still drink!" The little emperor suddenly got up from the bed, no matter how rude he was in front of his courtiers and elders in front of his courtiers and elders, even in his undershirt. Bare feet, he was about to get out of bed and walked towards the table not far away, "Uncle Huang also drinks, I can drink it~ burp~ I can drink it, and Uncle Huang also drinks~"

Han Zhiyuan glanced at it, and saw an exquisite wine jug and three small and delicate wine glasses on the table, and then, Han Zhiyuan laughed again uncontrollably.

As if afraid of being stopped by Han Zhiyuan, the little emperor walked over crookedly, picked up the jug and took two sips, then burped the wine, and then turned his handsome red face to Han Zhiyuan and crooked. He walked back obliquely, holding a wine glass in his hand.

"Uncle, you drink too." The little emperor said, refilling the wine glass staggeringly, but swaying, he brought the wine glass to his mouth again, and then poured it again as soon as he raised his head.

Han Zhiyuan didn't stop him. When the little emperor poured another glass and put it in front of him, the corner of Han Zhiyuan's mouth twitched, and suddenly he grabbed the little emperor's skinny hand, and then brought the wine glass to him with his hand. He raised his hand to his mouth and drank a whole cup.

The little emperor froze, but before he could react, Han Zhiyuan suddenly snatched the jug from his hand, then took his hand and walked back.

"Since the emperor wants to drink, then I will accompany the emperor to drink two more cups."

Han Zhiyuan sat down the little emperor as he spoke, then turned his back and started pouring wine, one cup per person. The cups were all on the table, including the one the little emperor used for himself, and then he smiled and put both glasses of wine on the table. In front of the little emperor, he continued to ask with a smile, "Which cup does the emperor want?"

Well, the exact same cup, the key is that the wine inside is different, so how to choose? Han Zhiyuan couldn't help the smile on his face.

From the moment he stepped into this huge bedroom, Han Zhiyuan noticed that there were a few breaths in the house, strange breaths, not his. There are about ten people, although from the perspective of their ability to hide their breath, these people are considered to be among the best in the arena, but in front of Han Zhiyuan... not enough, but it is difficult to find such a person for him. some lifeless people.

He seemed to have missed the little emperor's wonderful facial expressions, but the moment Han Zhiyuan turned around, he still captured the little emperor's final stun. he chooses? Sima Jinlin's heart was flustered, could it be found out?

It shouldn't be, he just deliberately drank the wine from the jug to show that there was nothing wrong with the wine, and then deliberately used the wine glass he drank to pour him wine to prove that the wine glass was ok, such a seamless design he also Can you see the problem?

Impossible, Sima Jinlin rejected his guesses and tried his best to calm himself down. Then, Sima Jinlin grinned and said stupidly, "Uncle Huang drinks with me~"

"Well, I will accompany the emperor to drink." Han Zhiyuan nodded with a smile, looking very patient, and then gestured to the two glasses of wine on the table, "The emperor please."

Sima Jinlin's heart jumped again, could it be that he really found something? However, Sima Jinlin staggered and stared at the two glasses of wine on the table, secretly anxious in his heart, he had to say wow now that the arrow was on the string.

"Well~ Uncle, please."

"When the lord is in front of the minister, how dare the minister drink it first?"

Sima Jinlin scolded this big broken sleeve in the bottom of his heart, but he smirked on his face, "Uncle Huang is meeting with me again, hum, then I will be very welcome." He said with his mouth out He seemed to pick up the wine glass, um, it was the special wine glass that he had marked. With Uncle's intelligence and suspicion, I was afraid that he had already discovered the clue, so he deliberately let himself choose, so it was very likely that I changed the wine in the glass when I was pouring it on my back, so the real problem was probably the other one.

Sima Jinlin went out of his way, but it wasn't a dick anyway, "I want this cup~" He drank his head up without waiting for Han Zhiyuan's response.

Han Zhiyuan smiled, "Okay." Then he picked up the glass and drank it.

Then, Han Zhiyuan saw the little emperor shaking his head and seemed to be a little dizzy, um, it was not an illusion, and his face was a bit ruddy, but it seemed that he didn't notice it himself.

"Woo~" The little emperor tugged at the collar of his clothes unconsciously, and it seemed that he suddenly became hot, "Uncle Huang, I am so dizzy."

Han Zhiyuan smiled and said, "My minister helped you to the bed?"

Han Zhiyuan's voice became more and more gentle, but the confused little emperor was frightened by the word on the bed, and then shook his head decisively, "No, I don't want to sleep." Sima Jinlin only felt a little dizzy in his head, opened his eyes only Seeing that the Regent across the table seemed to be looking at him with his head tilted, he was instantly overjoyed, he made the right choice!

Sima Jinlin quickly seized the opportunity to ask questions in a timely manner, "Uncle Huang, why are you leaning over, are you drunk too?"

Han Zhiyuan raised his eyebrows. Let's sit upright. The one who is tilted is you. If you are tilted again, you will fall down. "Well, I'm not drunk." Han Zhiyuan answered truthfully.

"Nonsense!" The little emperor put his hand on the table, "Uncle Huang is obviously drunk." This is a recipe he got from a foreign expert. It's not poisonous, but it can make people drunk in a mess.

"Uncle, do you want my seat?" The little emperor's head was dizzy, but he did not forget to ask the questions he had prepared before. He had to ask them when the regent was drunk, and he said he vomited after drinking. True words, but the Regent's drinking capacity is almost invincible in the world, so we must seize the opportunity.

Moreover, this thing is extremely difficult to find. It is not poisonous. It melts in the wine and emits a strong wine smell. Even the regent will not notice it, so take the opportunity.

Han Zhiyuan smiled and nodded, "Think." Seeing the blurred eyes in front of him, his pupils shrank, it seemed like a clear answer, but it was still shocking.

"Then...why didn't the uncle take it away?" In fact, this was the question he always wanted to ask, not to mention the past, even if he has grown a little now, he can't help him at all. Some stubborn veterans are silently contending with the regent. He feels that this Da Yao should have been surnamed Han long ago, but even so, he believes that the ability of the regent to suppress this group of people is not a problem at all. It's easy for him to kill himself, and his contribution to Da Yao can make him logical, but why?

Han Zhiyuan tilted his head and thought for a while, then suddenly leaned in front of the little emperor, and said earnestly and devoutly, "Because, I can't bear the emperor." Completely ignoring the little emperor's round eyes and his disbelief, Han Zhiyuan continued. Said, "How can I make the emperor sad?"

The little emperor's thought at that moment was that this big broken sleeve really has been coveting my beauty! Originally thought he only coveted his own country, but did not expect him to covet his own body? So the question is, is it to protect the country or the body?

Well, in fact, Han Zhiyuan won't tell him that the original owner is a strange person. He is avant-garde in the masculine style, but he is outrageously old-fashioned when it comes to etiquette issues such as monarchs, ministers, fathers and sons, um , he is a big loyal minister, he is sincerely loyal to Da Yao and loyal to Sima, so why did he take your seat?