If you are asked to prevent the villain from destroying the world, what kind of love are you talking

There is a dazzling red mark on the white skin, which was left by Ying Chengan's finger pinch just now.

It hasn't dissipated yet, but has become even redder.

Ying Chengan's eyes fell on it, and he spoke with a half-smile.

"You are a little eunuch, but your skin is very delicate."

"It seems that the little emperor has raised you well."

Song Chuyi snorted, "Why can't I be born like this?"

He took off his shirt, revealing his delicate and round shoulders.

The waist is slender, and you can control it with just one hand.

Ying Chengan's eyes darkened. Was the former eunuch so attractive?

Thinking of the contents of that book, this little eunuch should have been dead.

But the little eunuch is still alive and so seductive that people can't help but think of some monster.

There is a popular rumor among the people that the fox demon possesses people and seduces people. Could it be that the little eunuch in front of him is a fox demon?

Ying Cheng'an thought calmly, watching the little eunuch actually change his clothes in front of him.

Not shy at all.

Ying Chengan closed his eyes and breathed deeply.

As soon as Song Chu was halfway through the change, he saw Ying Chengan closing his eyes and the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

Quite innocent.

He quickly changed his clothes and poked Ying Chengan's knee with his fingertips.

"Sir, I have changed my clothes."

Ying Chengan opened his eyes casually, as if waking up from a slumber.

He looked at the little eunuch and said, "Not bad."

This servant uniform is much more pleasing to the eyes when worn on the young eunuch than that eunuch uniform.

While talking, the carriage arrived outside the Yangxin Hall.

Ying Chengan was going to the morning court, and it was time for the little eunuch to return to the little emperor.

Song Chuyi got off the carriage first, gathered his clothes, and walked quickly to the Yangxin Hall.

Ying Cheng'an opened the curtain, his eyes fell on Song Chuyi's back, his eyes flashed slightly.

"Sir, do you want to..."

The subordinate made a move to grab someone.

Ying Chengan glanced at him lightly, "Nonsense."

Those were the little emperor's people, how could he just steal people from the little emperor?

Doesn't that confirm the rumor that he wants this country?

What's more, what he wants is for the little eunuch to serve him willingly instead of being snatched away.

Ying Cheng got off the carriage and walked towards the Yangxin Hall with elegant steps.

The other ministers had already arrived, and the little emperor was sitting on the throne, looking down at the ministers.

With the arrival of Ying Chengan, the morning meeting officially began.

Every morning is so boring, and those ministers report over and over again.

Ying Chengan listened casually, and his eyes inadvertently fell on the little eunuch standing next to the little emperor.

These ministers did not dare to look up at the little emperor, so naturally they did not notice that the little eunuch was wearing the Tai'an Mansion's domestic servant uniform.

This secret pleasure arose in Ying Chengan's heart, and his eyes sparkled with joy.

"Uncle Wang, do you have a strategy for this matter?"

The little emperor's voice sounded, pulling Ying Chengan back from his thoughts.

He spoke calmly and expressed his opinion, his eyes sweeping over the young eunuch.

Beside the throne, Song Chuyi pulled his clothes rather uncomfortably.

Although the clothes are thick, the word "Taian" shining brightly on the chest, the little emperor can definitely see if he is not blind.

After a while, the little emperor will definitely ask him what happened.

How could he explain it?

Song Chuyi thought about it. He couldn't say that his clothes were torn to pieces by Ying Chengan, right?

While I was thinking about it, the morning session was over.

The little emperor waved away the ministers and stood up to look at Song Chuyi.

"Little Chuzi, these clothes on you..."

The little emperor obviously recognized the clothes as the servant uniforms of Tai'an Mansion.

He didn't look very good.

The little eunuch next to him actually wore the uniform of a servant of Tai'an Mansion. Wasn't this Ying Chengan slapping him in the face?

Song Chuyi coughed slightly and explained: "Today I accidentally fell when I went to greet you, and my clothes were dirty."

"The Prince Regent was kind enough to bring me a new set."

The little emperor's expression softened a little.

But he still had a trace of doubt, "Why did Uncle Wang ask you to pay your respects so early?"

Song Chuyi blinked lightly, "Maybe you want to torture me?"

The little emperor shook his head, feeling that this was not the case.

But he couldn't tell, so he suppressed the doubts in his heart for the time being.

"Are you ready for the winter hunt in two days?"

Song Chuyi searched for the original memory and replied: "It's ready."

The little emperor was relieved and got up to deal with the memorial.

The day passed quickly, and the little emperor's schedule was very boring.

In addition to dealing with memorials, there is no time to play.

I don’t know why those ministers have so many things to report.

He took a sneak peek and found that a minister had reported all the cow calf sightings to his housekeeper's nephew.

Hmm... no wonder there are so many memorials.

After dinner, the little emperor went to read a book, and Song Chuyi was taken to Tai'an Mansion by the guards, euphemistically calling him "Please greet me."

As soon as he arrived at the study room of Tai'an Mansion, Song Chuyi heard Ying Chengan's inquiry.

"Did the little emperor give you any trouble today?"

Song Chuyi shook his head, "No, the emperor did not make things difficult for me."

Ying Chengan held the heater in his hand, and the charcoal fire beside him made a slight sound, making the room a little warmer.

Song Chu's hands and feet, which felt cold outside, gradually regained their warmth.

He raised his head slightly and looked at Ying Chengan.

Ying Chengan half-leaned on the Taishi chair and looked at him casually.

Xu felt it was interesting, and the corner of Ying Chengan's lips curled up slightly.

"Oh? He saw the word Tai'an on your body and didn't make things difficult for you?"

Song Chuyi was about to answer "really not" when he heard Ying Cheng'an say:

"Take off your clothes."

Song Chuyi:? ? ?

"What?" He asked blankly, almost thinking that he heard wrongly.

Ying Chengan repeated this sentence with rare patience.

"Undress."

Song Chuyi was sure that he heard correctly this time.

Ying Chengan really wants him to take off his clothes!

He didn't understand Ying Chengan's brain circuit, so he didn't move for a while.

When Ying Chengan saw that the little eunuch didn't move, his expression suddenly darkened.

"What? Has the little emperor played with you?"

Song Chuyi:...

Good, he understands now.

Song Chuyi said nothing, only raised his hand to untie his clothes and brought them with him.

The robe fell to the ground, and the whiteness almost blinded Ying Chengan's eyes.

Ying Chengan's eyelashes trembled and swept over the fair skin one by one.

After making sure there were no traces, his expression softened.

"come over."

Song Chuyi bent down and wanted to pick up the clothes on the ground and put them on.

"No need to wear anything, just come here like this."

Ying Chengan's command sounded again.

Song Chuyi looked up at him and saw that there was still anger between his brows, and a trace of doubt flashed in his heart.

Isn't this enough?

He had stripped down to his underpants!

Under Ying Chengan's gaze, Song Chuyi walked over slowly.

After getting closer, Ying Chengan grabbed the little eunuch's thin waist with one hand and took off his trousers with the other hand.

Song Chuyi:! ! !

rogue!