Morbid pet

In the tense atmosphere, Xie Zhao clenched his teeth. He held Chang Le's hand instead, and asked with a secretive smile, "Are you disappointed?"

Chang Le snorted coldly, "It's hard to buy a drunk." She paused, swallowed unconsciously, "Did Ben Gong tell you that you look very much like an old friend of Ben Gong, if you didn't see it with your own eyes When he dies, perhaps, this palace will really make a mistake."

Xie Zhao sneered: "The second son of Zhou Taifu's family, Zhou Yu?"

Chang Le didn't speak anymore, just picked up Xie Zhao and walked into Lanyue Courtyard, she said as she walked, "Gongsun, tell your people not to hurt him."

Xie Zhao asked, "Are you begging me?"

Chang Le pouted, "No."

Xie Zhao: "Heh." He turned his head to Midnight in the darkness and said, "Send Gongsun Gongzi away, don't get hurt."

In the middle of the night, he clapped his hands: "Yes."

Chang Le: "Sleep with me tonight." She paused, "No need to sleep in the study."

Xie Zhao was speechless all the way, with his head down, not knowing what he was thinking.

Walking to the door, Xie Zhao stopped, his head was still dizzy and swollen, and the desire entwined with the cold gushed out, but the moment he stepped through the door, he froze.

He retreated instinctively, pointed to the room, "Go, I'll sleep in the study."

Chang Le looked back at him, a little angry, "I order you to go to bed tonight!"

Xie Zhao remained silent, standing in the porch with his head bowed, the moonlight shone on his tense back, his shoulder blades shimmered, he rubbed the suet jasper hollow finger on his index finger, his thoughts had already wandered into the sky.

Chang Le tugged at his sleeves and dragged him into the inner room, but he stood there like a towering mountain, no matter how much she pulled, he couldn't move.

Chang Le suddenly saw that he was not moving, so she took a step forward and hugged him, she wept softly: "Just be Zhou Yu for one night and stay with me, okay?"

This is the princess's lowest bottom line, even in the cold palace or the ruined temple, she has never begged others humbly.

Xie Zhao suddenly felt a distorted distress in his heart, he pulled Changle to the opposite side of him, and then gently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, but the red marks at the end of the eyes could not be wiped away.

Xie Zhao also wanted to worsen the red marks at the end of her eyes.
Chang Le took off the ring in his hand and threw it on the soft bed casually.

Then there are endless kisses, love and desire hit like waves, and the scorching breath envelops the two of them.

Changle is greedy, she is greedy for any trace of Zhou Yu's tenderness in the world, not being able to marry her when she was young, and die with him is the thing she regrets most in her life.

But those who survived must bear the responsibility, right?
She will slowly make everyone who killed Zhou Yu regret it!

This dead end, she can go on her own, it doesn't matter if she doesn't marry for life, or drags Xie Zhao for the rest of her life.

The Linglong hairpin fell to the ground again.

I don't know how long ago it started to rain heavily outside the house, pattering on the open window, Xie Zhao covered the sleeping little man in his arms with a quilt, and then walked barefoot in a black silk satin pajamas Into the rainstorm.

He still had the bloodstain of Changle on his hand, which ran from his index finger to his palm. He lowered his head and greedily kissed the bloodstain. The torrential rain hit his head, neck, and body, and the hot blood vessels were slowly calmed down. When he got down, he let out a mouthful of foul air towards the boundless sky, and his whole body was still in a feeling of restraint and indulgence.

Not enough, not enough.

He simply lay directly on the bluestone slab, facing the baptism of the torrential rain face to face, a sinister smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his lips.

Chuchu was his from the beginning to the end.
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The next day.

Take the platform.

Chang Le was in a good mood and nailed two more people to his clue wall.

Then she collected all the scattered materials on the table and put them in a cowhide file.

"Let's go and meet this good brother Ben Gong."

Dian Cui and Die Shi each took a file in Changle's hand, and then helped her to the Tai Chi Hall on the Xuanwu Gate.

Changle is wearing a black and gold charm gauze on the outside today, and a tube top skirt of the same color on the inside. The golden embroidered gold runes are shining brightly in the sun. She doesn't like to wear a cloak, but today she wears a dark red one for the first time. Her attire added a gorgeous touch.

With a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, she stepped into the Tai Chi Hall.

The emperor was talking to Xie Zhao: "The other side of the aristocratic family has been causing you trouble these days."

Xie Zhao caught a cold last night. No matter how hard his body was, he also caught the wind and cold today. He held a gold embroidered handkerchief in his hand and said a few words, then tilted his head and covered his mouth and coughed, looking very weak.

The emperor looked at him with raised eyebrows: "What's the matter, what are you?"

Xie Zhao only said indifferently: "It's okay, it's just the wind and cold."

"Brother Huang." Chang Le never had to announce when he entered the Tai Chi Hall, but this time he met the eunuch's eyes and walked in leisurely.

She gently raised her wrist and pointed to the front of the emperor's case. The maids on both sides swiftly placed the files on the case.

The way Xie Zhao looks at Changle has changed. It used to be restrained and affectionate, but now it is a wolf-like, blatant love.

Li Tianren took the file and slowly opened it, "Changle, what is this?"

Chang Le went straight to him, patted his shoulder with his hands, and said with a charming smile: "This is a good thing that old Rong Zhidong has done in recent years."

Li Tianren raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Oh?" He closed the file in his hand and handed it to Xie Zhao, "Where did this come from?"

Chang Le's eyes lowered for a moment, and he exhaled a breath of fresh air: "I found it myself. These years, I have been waiting so hard."

Li Tianren gave her a deep look, "Are you still preparing for the Zhou family to reverse the case?"

Chang Le pursed her bright red mouth, but did not speak.

Li Tianren never liked her getting her hands on these things. The family's water was too muddy, so there was no need to go in and dip in the muddy water.

But the matter has come to this point, Changle's heart to reverse the case for the Zhou family is a lesson to be learned from heaven and earth, and he, the brother of the emperor, does not want to say anything more.

There must be a battle between the aristocratic family and the royal family.

Sparks appeared in Li Tianren's eyes, "Xie Zhao, tell me what is written on this file."

Xie Zhao tilted his head and coughed, then cleared his throat, and said loudly, "In the first year of Yuanhe, he intervened in the imperial examination and made an exception to promote his cronies from far away: Rong Zhi'an, Chen Xing, Zhou Fu and others."

"In the second year of Yuanhe, there was a private salt mine under the name of Mrs. Li Anging, followed by the accounts of the salt mine, and the actual accounts. It is estimated that tax evasion will be about 10 taels of gold in five years."

Xie Zhao read while coughing, and it took three sticks of incense to finish reading the two volumes.

In fact, Xie Zhao didn’t know all the above. He knew that he represented the emperor, but although there were many crimes, they were not death-defying. These old fritters can be easily settled for other crimes.

Li Tianren said coldly: "Write a book of one hundred crimes, arrest Rong Zhidong and his son, lock them up for a few days, and ask their family to pay for ransom."

This matter hit Changle's heart, she was about to laugh when she heard Li Tianren continue to say:
"Queen Rong, let her out, restore her post, and calm the family's heart."

The corners of Chang Le's mouth froze with a half-smile, she grabbed the scepter on the dragon chair and growled, "Why do you want to let Rong Wei out?!"

Xie Zhao said softly: "The Rong family has a deep foundation in the imperial court. In Chang'an City, their cronies account for more than half of the imperial court. Not to mention how many of their people are there in the counties and counties below. They can't be easily moved. We must arrest Rong Zhi Dong is about to release Rong Wei just to reassure their henchmen."

Chang Le let out an oh, and then changed his voice, "Brother Huang, isn't he afraid that the Rong family will rebel now?"

Li Tianren stood up holding Fuman's hand, and said lightly: "It's fine if it's reversed."

Chang Le stared at Xie Zhao suddenly, trying to dismantle every little movement on his face, but his face was as majestic as a mountain, and he remained motionless.

Li Chuchu: I like to indulge a little bit, but not much