Stop Bothering Me, Emperor Chapter 15: Frankness

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The king's fate cannot be violated, Song Xiao looked at His Majesty the emperor with a natural look on his face, dried his hair in twos or twos, and slowly lay down beside him.

The dormitory is equipped with central air-conditioning. Even if it is adjusted higher, it is still a bit cold. Only the temperature that Yutang had just lay on remained on the bedsheets, which made Song Xiao, who was a little trembling after taking a bath, suddenly feel a little inexplicable happiness.

The thin silk was covered, and Song Xiao was wrapped in it.

Song Xiao sighed comfortably, holding the edge of the quilt with both hands and bending his eyes.

Yu Tang covered him with a quilt and couldn't help laughing as soon as he saw him.

For Song Xiao, he hadn't seen the emperor for a month, so he didn't feel unfamiliar, but he was very new to the emperor who was only sixteen years old, and couldn't help but glance at him.

But for Yu Tang, he has not been in bed with Song Xiao for many years, many years. While he was giving Song Xiao a quilt, he quietly wiped the sweat from his palms on the quilt, leaving a calm and breezy look on his face.

The two were speechless for a while, so they looked at each other quietly.

"The emperor, how long have you recovered your memory?" Song Xiao thought about the emperor's behavior in the past few days, and he is familiar with this place.

"About five years ago." Yu Tang put his head with one hand and put the other hand outside the quilt. After squeezing his sweat, he didn't move away from Song Xiao's body. Song Xiao answered every question. , Without asking, he pressed his thin lips and said nothing.

Five years...Song Xiao blinked, feeling a little subtle. Yu Tang was five years older than him before, but now he is five years earlier than him, but he is the same age. He always feels that something is pulling in the dark. .

"I'm still older than you," His Majesty the Emperor seemed to see his thoughts and snorted, "Your birthday is in October. To be precise, you are less than sixteen." As the monitor, He can see the birthdays of all his classmates!

"Oh." Song Xiao has a flat mouth, this guy, even his age has the upper hand.

As I was talking, the lights in the dormitory were turned off, the curtains were closed, and the room suddenly fell into darkness.

The two were silent for a while, and Song Xiao opened his mouth and wanted to talk again, suddenly feeling a warm breath slowly approaching.

"The emperor, the emperor..." The faint mint scent is the smell of Yu Tang's shower gel.

"Huh?" The low and melodious voice was in his ears. Song Xiao couldn't help swallowing his saliva. After waiting for a long time, he didn't see Yu Tang's next move. It seemed that he just moved closer to him through the darkness. .

Seeing that he was not talking, Song Xiao began to ask what he wanted to ask: "Who is Duguan? What does your family do now? Well, my current parents are exactly the same as those in the previous life. Then your parents are not Xiandi and Queen Mother..."

Yu Tang didn't answer a question, and let Song Xiao chatter for a long time, and suddenly asked in a dumb voice: "How did you die?"

The quiet questioning stopped abruptly, and Song Xiao buried half of his face in the quilt: "That's it, it's so dead."

"Jin Lin didn't show you the edict, didn't he?" Yu Tang's eyes narrowed slightly in the darkness.

Song Xiao didn't know how to answer. He said that if he showed it to him, he had to admit that he was humiliating at the death of Yu Jintang. If he didn't read it, he would fall into the wrong place.

Yu Jinlin is the younger brother of Yu Jintang's mother. The two are a dozen years apart. Yu Jintang has always raised his brother as a son. If you let him think that his brother killed the queen on purpose, he would definitely be sad.

"Watched." Song Xiao held back for a long time, then let out a whisper.

When Yu Tang heard these words, his heart suddenly lightened, followed by overwhelming joy, and he embraced Song Xiao: "Then you..."

"Didn't you let me be buried? Why do you blame others?" Song Xiao stopped immediately.

Hula, a basin of cold water poured down his head, Yu Tang retracted his paws in a weeping manner. Fortunately, it is dark now, otherwise his expression must be stupid.

"Who is Duguan?" Song Xiao quickly changed the subject by saying something else.

"The dark guard." Yu Tang answered honestly, relaxing and lying down on his side.

"He also has memories?"

"Hmm."

"Then how did you find him?"

"I met by chance."

……

The two chatted like this for one night. Yu Tang told him a lot of modern common sense, let him pay attention to it in the future, and ask him if he doesn't understand. When we talked until dawn, there was a "click" sound on the radio.

"Ha—" Song Xiao yawned for a long time. He didn't feel sleepy at first. When he heard the wake-up bell, he was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes.

Yu Tang looked at the blue shadow in his eyes and frowned: "You go to sleep, I will ask for leave from the head teacher."

"Um, no," Song Xiao stood up, "class can't be delayed." The knowledge here is too complicated, and it takes a lot of effort to make up for a day's delay.

For the entertainment newspaper, Song Zicheng resolved it quickly and directly asked the lawyer to issue a letter suing the newspaper for infringement of underage portrait rights. Song Xiao is not an adult, and without the consent of himself and his guardian, publishing his photos in entertainment newspapers with misleading words is a serious infringement in itself.

However, the online speech is uncontrollable. It seems that some people are pushing it behind the scenes. The online discussion has evolved from criticizing feudal thoughts to criticizing the second generation of the rich without education, and then into large-scale hateful speeches.

"Sue what infringement! Your family is an entertainment company, originally for everyone to entertain, what happened to a photo of your son?"

"What time is it now, Song Zicheng has no wife, Qiu Mingyan is single and free in love, so why should I say that my goddess is a concubine!"

"The second generation is rich, and I still count on Laozi to support him. If I marry a stepmother and give birth to a younger brother, the family property will be separated. I am definitely not happy."

"What if you have money? It's not like fighting in the house. It's better to donate the money to me. I have been laid off for several years. There is an old mother in the family to support. The child has congenital heart disease. Now I can't afford the medicine. Yes, the card number is 62122......"

People from Shengmeng Middle School also watched the development of the situation on the Internet last night, and the more they looked at it, the more they felt that something was wrong, especially those in the special class, most of whom were rich second generations.

"The people nowadays are so terrible, should you die if you have money?" Liu Lu pinched Qian Jiahui and said angrily.

"Auntie, I didn't say that. Can you always stop pinching?" Qian Jiahui looked at his red-marked arm, and wanted to cry without tears.

"Mob." Yu Tang said abruptly.

"Huh?" Song Xiao, who was still asleep, turned his head to look at him in a daze.

Yu Tang looked at him, and wanted to discuss with him about people's speech and state affairs. Seeing that his big eyes were narrowed into small slits and two dull hairs on his head, he couldn't say anything.

My wife’s natal family is doing a trouble-prone industry. Yu Tang feels that he must grasp greater power as soon as possible to protect him. Therefore, immediately submitted an application for the president of the Student Union to the Academic Affairs Office.

Because it is the first student union, Shengmeng Middle School is very creative in asking the student union to adopt a presidential cabinet system, so the president must first be elected. In order to save time, the school stipulates that only monitors are eligible to run. Because it is already Friday, the election time is set for next Monday.

The two have just met and are about to separate. For the first time, Yu Tang dislikes weekends so much: "Will you go to my home to do homework on weekends?"

Song Xiao was taken aback, shook his head decisively, jumped in the car to pick him up, and left. Just kidding, the Queen Mother would definitely think he was frivolous when he entered the room soon after meeting.