"The Regent is here—!"

Following the shrill voice of the old eunuch, the snowflakes accumulated on the dozens of white marble steps in Zhaoyang Hall flew into one after another, and all the maids and eunuchs on both sides of the palace road gradually knelt down.

At the end of the palace road, the outline of the lacquered wooden carriage was overwhelmed by the ever-increasing wind and snow, and only an umbrella with a red plum thorn broke through the snow.

Under the umbrella, there is a slender figure.

The corners of the clothes, embroidered with silver dragons and auspicious clouds, were rolled up, slipped off the edge of the cloak, and swept across the layers of jade steps. The snow-white fox fur surrounding the shoulders and neck was soaked in fine snow, floating in a cool and cool way, feeling the bone-chilling cold of winter.

The cloak turned slightly with the steady and calm steps, revealing the hand that was pressing the hilt of the sword at the waist. The fingers were pale and splendid, like jade carved, frozen in snow, and flashed beautifully under the light of the flickering lights of the palace lanterns that passed by.

"Prince Regent, Your Majesty, Your Majesty..."

The little eunuch at the entrance of Zhaoyang Palace knelt on the steps, shivering from the cold or fright.

He looked up carefully, trying to explain something, but facing Chu Yunsheng's cold and handsome face, it was like a block of salt stuck in his throat, so salty that he couldn't utter a word.

Across a hall door, Chu Yunsheng could already hear the extravagant voice inside, and even the closed door could not completely isolate the strong and pungent sandalwood fragrance inside.

Without thinking about it, Chu Yunsheng raised his foot and kicked open the door of Zhaoyang Hall directly.

A loud bang.

Like a thunderbolt, it smashed into the Zhaoyang Hall, and all the movement inside disappeared, and it was so quiet that a needle could be heard.

The eunuchs and court ladies behind Chu Yunsheng were so frightened that they almost sat on the ground, bowing their heads in fear, not daring to move.

Ignoring the reactions of others, Chu Yunsheng pressed his sword and walked straight into the hall.

Zhaoyang Hall is the emperor's bedroom, but at this moment it is not arranged like the king's bedroom at all.

Strips of red gauze hung down from the beams of the house, raging and flying in the surging wind and snow outside the door. The icy aura invaded, dispelling a lot of sandalwood in the hall.

Chu Yunsheng passed by the misty incense burner, passed between the red veils, and went around a screen of a beauty picture, and finally saw the complete scene in the hall.

Several masked actors and veils were standing bewildered on a huge red drum. When they saw Chu Yunsheng, they immediately knelt down trembling. In a circle outside the red drum, there were beautiful young boys and girls playing various instrumental music.

After the red drum and the actor, on the dragon chair in the hall, Lu Fenglou, who has not yet reached the weak crown, is dressed in a black dragon robe, raising the bright and beautiful face that Chu Yunsheng is very familiar with, leaning lazily. , was holding the jug in his hand, pouring wine into his mouth.

Hearing the movement at the screen, he was neither alarmed nor disturbed, he slowly swallowed the drink, his long and narrow flushed eyes twitched outwards, and the dark and bright light seeped out from under the fine eyelashes, with a slight smile. Fei Xiao's mocking color swept over Chu Yunsheng.

The redness at the end of his eyes evaporated with the alcohol, and it looked particularly dazzling and dazzling on his white jade-like face.

Chu Yunsheng frowned, and then heard Lu Fenglou smile, "Why is the teacher here so late?"

Chu Yunsheng's voice was cold: "Ask virtue."

"My lord, the servant is here!"

The old eunuch behind the screen was busy with brisk steps.

Chu Yunsheng walked slowly to Lu Fenglou, and said coldly, "The incense burner is thrown, and everything here has been withdrawn... Open the windows to let in the air."

"Yes, my lord."

The old eunuch didn't even dare to look up at Lu Fenglou, and brought a group of palace servants to tidy up the palace as instructed.

The actors and prostitutes who were kneeling on the ground in the hall were all dragged out, the red gauze and red drums were withdrawn, the doors of the hall and the windows on all sides were all opened, and the fierce cold winter wind poured in with snowflakes, freezing everything. Everyone trembled.

Lu Fenglou's flushed face turned pale from the cold in an instant.

The smile on the corners of his lips slowly faded, and a pair of black eyes stared at the man who came up to him, but his tone still carried a lazy smile: "Teacher, what are you doing? The door is open and the window is open. The fun was also driven away—"

"I'm cold tonight. If I can't even find a bed warmer, would the teacher be willing to warm me up?"

The tail tone smirked, with a very sneering banter.

The cold strikes.

The fiery heat in Chu Yunsheng's body was chilled by the ice-covered snow, but he felt a lot more peaceful. But his body is no longer hot, and the anger in his heart is getting more and more hot.

He stared at Lu Fenglou's wandering appearance, and said calmly, "Why do you need to be tonight, how about now?"

After saying that, Chu Yunsheng didn't care about Lu Fenglou's reaction, he raised his hand and pulled away the strap of the cloak.

The snow-white fox fur rustled lightly against the snow and fell to the ground.

Chu Yunsheng's fingers were fastened on the jade-embedded belt, and he walked up the steps in front of the dragon chair. His tall and handsome figure was drawn into a beautiful silhouette in the wind and snow.

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Lu Fenglou's half-closed eyes suddenly lifted up.

The jade belt slammed to the ground, and the collar of Zhu Qing's robe spread out, revealing a line of skinny shoulders and neck.

Lu Fenglou's lips, which were soaked in the wine, trembled imperceptibly.

The wind swept a large piece of snow and hit the wooden window, and there was a loud bang. Lu Fenglou abruptly stood up, missed Chu Yunsheng, and walked outside the hall.

Chu Yunsheng's movement of taking off his jacket stopped, and he glanced back coldly: "Is your majesty gone like this?"

Lu Fenglou paused and turned around.

There was no expression on his face, he looked at Chu Yunsheng coldly, and did not speak.

Chu Yun said lightly: "Put on your clothes and go to kneel outside the door."

Lu Fenglou was stunned for a moment, and then he laughed slowly: "Yes, teacher."

He turned around and went to the inner hall to get a big cloak and wrapped it. When he came out, he saw that Chu Yunsheng was neatly dressed and stood at the door of Zhaoyang Hall, looking at him indifferently and calmly.

Inside and outside the Zhaoyang Palace, there was not a single palace servant.

Lu Fenglou was a little surprised.

On weekdays, this person likes to embarrass him in front of everyone and step on his face. It is unbelievable that if he punishes him like this today, he will dismiss the palace servants.

Even if he was suspicious and curious, Lu Feng didn't show any signs on the floor.

He walked to the snow-covered steps outside Zhaoyang Hall like a really abandoned emperor with no bones and soft feet, and knelt down neatly.

Chu Yunsheng closed the windows of Zhaoyang Hall one by one, and then walked outside the door and stood beside Lu Fenglou without holding an umbrella.

He paid attention to Lu Fenglou's expression and saw that the snow on his shoulders was covered with a layer of frost, and then he whispered, "Lu Fenglou, why are you afraid of me?"

Lu Fenglou obviously did not expect that Chu Yunsheng would suddenly call him by his name and ask such a sentence.

His eyelashes twitched under the snow, the corners of his eyes were slightly raised, and he glanced at the sword hanging from Chu Yunsheng's waist like a joke: "I'm afraid of the Fengtian sword on the teacher's waist."

"Slaying a stupefied prince on the top, and beheading a minister on the bottom - who wouldn't be afraid?"

Fengtian sword.

This was the sword given to Chu Yunsheng by the late emperor. Later, when Chu Yunsheng was powerful, he took advantage of the name given to the sword by the late emperor and entered the palace with a sword, and he never let go of the sword.

Chu Yunsheng was not surprised by Lu Fenglou's answer.

On the short palace road to Zhaoyang Palace, Chu Yunsheng thought about how to break the situation.

Lu Fenglou is now nearly weak, and his heart is ready. It cannot be easily destroyed with just a few words. The emperor was suspicious and jealous, not to mention Lu Fenglou facing him who was not trustworthy at all. If he followed the usual path, Chu Yunsheng was afraid that he would never have a chance to convince Lu Fenglou once he died.

It's just that the usual method doesn't work, so the sword can only go sideways, and it can't stand without breaking.

Once he made up his mind, Chu Yunsheng straightened his attitude.

He has been standing in the snow for a long time, and his body has become cold.

Looking at Lu Fenglou, who was trembling slightly, Chu Yunsheng took off his cloak and threw it on him.

Lu Fenglou's shoulders felt hot, and when he looked up, he saw Chu Yun slammed out the Fengtian sword.

A flicker of cold light broke apart a piece of snow, and the incomparably sharp sword was firmly pressed against Lu Fenglou's neck.

Lu Fenglou's eyes narrowed slightly, but he didn't move, and a light white steam was exhaled from his nose and mouth.

"It is difficult and simple to change the dynasty."

Chu Yunsheng looked into Lu Fenglou's eyes, "Today, I am the regent, and you are the young emperor, so I can enter the palace with a sword, and no one dares to stop me."

Lu Fenglou lowered his eyes and looked at the profile of his own face that the sharp sword edge showed, and smiled slowly.

The sword edge colder than Xue slid across Lu Fenglou's cheek, and patted his chin lightly, Chu Yunsheng's voice had no emotion in the wind and snow: "If Your Majesty is really capable, let me one day. , can be willing to take off this sword and return it to its original owner."

The long sword is still sheathed.

Chu Yun said: "Get up, it's time to go to bed."

Lu Fenglou stood up and didn't kneel for a long time, but his knees and legs were still a little sore and numb. In the end, he still held his breath in front of Chu Yunsheng, without showing any trace, and walked into the Zhaoyang Hall smoothly.

Chu Yunsheng called back the palace staff who had withdrawn outside, and the palace staff were busy preparing the little emperor to wash and clean up the bedroom.

Chu Yunsheng watched as buckets of hot water were brought in, enough for Lu Fenglou to take a comfortable hot bath, and then got up and said, "Your Majesty, please rest. Staying in the side hall. Hurry up early tomorrow, don't stay in bed."

He tilted his head and glanced at Lu Fenglou: "I'm here to call you."

Lu Fenglou slowly drank the ginger soup and smiled: "Follow the teacher's instructions."

Getting used to seeing the sincere and sweet smile, it became more and more dazzling and uncomfortable to see the hideous smile of Xu and Wei Snake. Chu Yunsheng's heart sank, he didn't stay any longer, turned around and left the Zhaoyang Palace.

As soon as Chu Yunsheng left, Lu Fenglou's face immediately returned to expressionless.

"roll!"

"Yes, yes, Your Majesty!"

The palace people seemed to be used to the moodiness of Lu Fenglou, and they all quickly exited the Zhaoyang Palace.

Lu Fenglou walked into the tub, stared gloomily at the water for a long time, then slowly closed his eyes and leaned against the edge of the tub.

In the side hall a hundred paces away.

The bright lights went out one by one, leaving only a bean flame, swaying to illuminate the desk.

Chu Yunsheng pondered the current situation, spread out paper and researched ink, and wrote a secret letter.

After writing the secret letter, he finally lay down on the bed, untied his belt, and started to solve the problem of toxins that plagued him as usual when he first arrived in this world.

The author has something to say: Chu Yunsheng: Do it yourself, and have enough food and clothing.

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