Zhe Jinchun

Chapter 759

So hot!

I really want to tear off my clothes!
Guo Yuanzhou suddenly raised his hand, grabbed the bun and pulled it down forcefully.

With a sound of "peeling", the jade crown that binds the hair fell on the couch, but he didn't care about it, he just pulled his hair vigorously, letting the sharp pain come from the scalp, hoping to stay awake.

Huan Zicheng didn't care about the strange movement coming from the bed.

He untied the half-loose tie, took out the paper and looked at it twice, then tore off the brocade bag for a look again, then put the sleeves up calmly, his cold eyes swept across Guo Yuanzhou, and his voice Ji Ran: "There is a mark of His Royal Highness on the bag, and the letter inside is written in my tone, even though the handwriting is not the same, but such a letter appears in such a place, it seems to be written by the Crown Prince. Your Highness keeps it close to your body, and others just need to look at it, and they will immediately associate it."

Guo Yuanzhou was sweating profusely, and a wry smile appeared on his red face: "It turns out... so there is... a back trick..."

His voice was very hoarse, as if it was squeezed out of his throat.

"Your Highness is smart." Huan Zicheng nodded slightly, and his flat voice remained unmoved: "The purpose of this game, presumably, is to create a false appearance, so that others think that I often meet with Your Highness privately, and today is also an agreement here Meet. As for this letter, I just took a cursory look at it. The letter paper is already worn out, so it seems that this letter was written by me earlier, and has been hidden by His Highness for a long time. With this letter, this game will be done. Died. Because in the letter I not only confide my feelings to His Highness, but also swear allegiance to His Highness forever in the name of my Huan family. If His Majesty knew about this letter, His Majesty would be extremely disturbed. As for the relationship between His Highness and me, After this one night, changes will also occur. Anyone who enters the Yuqiong Palace, seeing the situation on the bed, will definitely think that His Highness and I are..."

"Stop talking..." A hoarse voice interrupted him, and Guo Yuanzhou's expression was twisted and painful, "Please...please...stop..."

The pleading voice was full of sadness and bitterness, but Huan Zicheng didn't seem to hear it at all.

He didn't even look at Guo Yuanzhou, but focused on the book case at the side, his expression was cold, and his voice was even colder: "This situation will damage the reputation of Your Highness and me, this is one; pull me down from the position of Sanqilang, this two Also; let Your Majesty avoid the Huan family, His Highness Fang, and from then on, monarchs and ministers should avoid each other, father and son should avoid each other, and turn the court situation, these three things."

At this point, his voice paused, and he turned to Guo Yuanzhou with his hands behind his back. The expression on his face was cold and hard, just like his voice without ups and downs: "Your Highness should remember the lesson this time." After a pause, he repeated again. He said: "I, I should also bear in mind."

Guo Yuanzhou's mind was "buzzing", like countless fire snakes rushing in, burning him into a coma, he nodded his head, his voice became hoarse and ugly: "I... I will write down... It's..."

His current appearance looked extremely terrifying, his face was flushed like blood, the veins on his forehead were all protruding, his whole body was arched like a shrimp, and the hands holding the couch pillars were spasming like chicken claws.

Huan Zicheng looked at him blankly for a while, then turned around and walked to the desk, picked up the pot of residual tea, shook it, heard the sound of water still in it, and lifted the lid of the pot.

"Offended." He spat out the word calmly, and Huan Zicheng turned his wrist.

"哗啦", the sound of water suddenly sounded, Guo Yuanzhou's head and neck were shocked by the cold water, and goose bumps appeared in an instant.

It turned out that Huan Zicheng poured cold tea all over his head.

The cold tea flowed into the skirt of the clothes along the hair, and there were waves of tingling on the scalp, but the burning feeling dissipated a little at this moment.

Guo Yuanzhou was sitting with disheveled hair, his red eyes were straight up and backwards, he was still panting heavily, he opened his mouth like a fish out of water, and his hands were still tightly hugging the couch pillars .

"Thank you very much..." A hoarse sentence came out of his throat, and after he finished speaking, he closed his eyes again, not daring to look in Huan Zicheng's direction.

Up to this moment, he already knew very clearly what type of love potion he had.

This love medicine can only be stimulated by men.

And Huan Zicheng is the fatal medicine.

"Your Highness, you are welcome." Huan Zicheng said calmly, put the teapot back on the table, and pushed the window smoothly.

Wenfeng does not move.

It stands to reason that this window should only be locked from the inside, but now it seems that there is something outside blocking the window sash, and people inside cannot open it at all.

In Huan Zicheng's cold eyes, there was a little sarcasm again.

At this moment, the flush on his cheeks was deepening, obviously the drug effect had already taken effect.But his restraint is astonishingly great, and his movements are still soothing, as if walking in a garden.

The panting sound in the bedroom became coarse and loud again, and Guo Yuanzhou's whole body suddenly tensed up, and it seemed that he might not last long.

Huan Zicheng looked at him carefully, his brows were flattened, his eyes were peaceful.

It seemed that even if Guo Yuanzhou pounced on him for a while, his reaction was nothing more than that.

Xu Shi felt that this situation was difficult to break. At this time, His Highness the Crown Prince no longer suppressed it as desperately as before.

He gasped for breath a few times, actually laughed, coughed loudly again, and said intermittently: "Qinghuan and I... entered the same game, and I am not...not wronged."

After he finished speaking with difficulty, he pulled his scalp vigorously again, using the burst of drama to relieve the surging flames in his body.

Huan Zicheng glanced at him lightly, but said nothing.

Guo Yuanzhou seemed to be broken, and after a pause, he smiled miserably: "In a short while, there must be...someone will come to... Yuqiong Palace to look for... us, I guess... it should be the father... ...Father...and several...brothers."

When he said these words, his complexion alternated back and forth between despair and numbness, and then turned into gloom and even resentment.

"It's really... really a good plan." He said each word with a pause, and laughed twice with "hehe".

Huan Zicheng dragged the chair by the desk casually, sat down with his robe lifted, and calmly flattened the hem of his clothes: "In addition to Your Majesty, my father must also be among them."

Guo Yuanzhou stopped pulling his scalp, and then he smiled "hehe" again: "That's... that's right," he panted heavily, twisted his arms tightly around the couch pillars, and passed through the couch with one hand Zhu held a handful of hair and pulled it from time to time.

Under such force, the expression on his face became a little distorted. After a while, he said in a hoarse voice: "Such a good opportunity, naturally... naturally we can't let it go, one arrow... a few carvings... It's a good deal, otherwise, I'm sorry for these...good medicines."

The dry and sluggish voice was like sand grinding one's ears, but it was strangely charming.

These words finally exhausted his last strength.

(End of this chapter)