His heart was itching from the Emperor's small actions. Su Yu threw the seasoning into the pot, slightly tilted his head, and quickly kissed the Emperor's smooth forehead.
The Emperor, who was excitedly rubbing himself up, suddenly froze. His Royal Highness King Zhao, who had just climbed onto his older brother's shoulder, also froze. He quickly used his paws to cover his eyes, but he forgot that he was a cat right now. The consequence of his paws missing was that his fat body fell backwards.
An Hong-chul picked up his stupid younger brother who had rolled off his shoulder. His ears were red as he let go of Su Yu. Damn it, doing this in front of his younger brother … really, really offending public decency.
After kissing the beauty, the dish was cooked. Su Yu happily scooped up a shrimp from the pot and held it with two fingers to the Emperor's mouth, "Try it."
The shrimp that had just come out of the pot was bright in color and steaming hot. It looked very delicious, but eating in the kitchen was clearly not in accordance with the etiquette of the imperial family. An Hong-chul knitted his brows and hesitated.
Su Yu thought that he thought it was too hot, so he blew on it.
Oh, since the stupid slave is so attentive, zhen won't refuse his face. Let's eat one. The Emperor did not reach out his hand and just bit Su Yu's hand. Then he pressed himself against Su Yu's back and chewed on the shrimp with red ears.
Seeing that the Emperor did not have any objections to the taste of the dish, Su Yu picked up the pot and began to cook the next dish.
The Emperor's hands continued to wrap around Su Yu's waist. His Royal Highness King Zhao was held in his older brother's hand, so he was forced to appear in front of Su Yu. Looking at the steaming pot of oil and the delicious food in the pot, his stomach rumbled with hunger and his heart trembled with fear.
After dinner, the Emperor laid on the cushion with nothing to do. He used his younger brother to wipe the sweat from his head from eating. He hooked his finger at Su Yu, "Stupid slave, come and apply medicine for zhen."
"Injured again?" Su Yu put down the 《Fish Killing Mental Cultivation Method》 in his hand and sat beside the Emperor: "Let me see."
His Majesty the Emperor was neatly dressed. He let Su Yu apply the medicine, but he had no intention of taking off his own clothes.
Su Yu put his hand on the exquisite waist belt and looked at the Emperor who was looking at him with clear eyes. He swallowed his saliva. Su Yu peeled off the emperor's clothes layer by layer, revealing a bright yellow inner garment. She felt as if she was opening up an exquisitely packaged toy. She was so excited that her fingertips were trembling. She undid the belt and slowly pulled it off, revealing the beautiful lines of his collarbone, his broad and strong chest, and his narrow and powerful waist …
Su Yu felt hot again. She took a deep breath and wondered if the effects of the medicine from noon had not worn off yet. She shook her head and forced herself to focus on the Emperor's injuries. She found that the Emperor's old injuries were almost healed. Yesterday, the bruises were scary, but today, they were only a little red.
She carefully applied the medicine on the new injuries. Seeing the Emperor squint his eyes comfortably, like a cat that was being tickled, obediently and softly, Su Yu smiled and simply began to massage him. After exercising, muscles needed to be relaxed, but the Emperor's muscles were tight. Tomorrow, he would definitely be sore all over.
"Oh …" An Hong-chul lightly groaned when a warm and strong hand pressed on his body, driving out the faint soreness. He opened his eyes slightly and looked at the serious Su Yu. He closed his eyes again and said with a smile: "Continue."
His Royal Highness King Zhao, who was scratching his tassels on the side, saw Su Yu massaging his imperial brother's body and immediately became interested. He stumbled over and jumped onto the Emperor's chest. Following Su Yu's kneading hand, he used his two front paws to step on the Emperor's chest.
"Little Fatty is really close to you." Su Yu jealously looked at the little furball who was happily stepping on the Emperor's butt.
"En," An Hong-chul carelessly responded. He did not pay attention to his younger brother who dared to climb on his body. Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly frowned and groaned in pain, "Ah …"
"Your Majesty!" Su Yu jumped in fright and hurriedly looked down. She was pressing on the Emperor's chest. The skin there was smooth and clean, without any redness or bruises, "Does it hurt here?"
An Hong-chul held Su Yu's hand that was on his chest. After a while, he let out a sigh of relief and relaxed his brows, "It's no big deal. I just suffered some internal injuries."
Internal injuries? Su Yu's eyes widened. He thought that the National Tutor was being merciful today and did not beat him until there were bruises. But it turned out that the National Tutor's strength had improved and he even suffered internal injuries! "You are the Emperor, not an imperial bodyguard. Why do you practice so hard every day?"
That's right! The little furball, who was sitting on the Emperor's chest, nodded. He was an underage prince, so he should be well cared for. How could he practice in a terrifying place like Anguo Tower every day?
An Hong-chul stretched out his hand and flicked the little furball's head, "The catastrophe is coming. Zhen can't slack off."
The catastrophe … is coming … Su Yu's heart thumped. The matter of the 'alien planet' that he had forgotten for a long time resurfaced. He wanted to ask a few more questions, but Wang Gonggong's voice suddenly sounded from outside.
"Your Majesty, it's time to flip the tablet." Wang Gonggong was in a difficult position. He knew that Consort Xian was in the North Pole Palace, but the rule of flipping the tablet couldn't be abolished.
Flip the tablet? Su Yu was stunned. Only then did he remember that the Emperor mostly decided which concubine to favor every day by flipping the tablet. He looked at the ebony tray in the palace maid's hand and turned to look at the Emperor. Seeing the Emperor's natural expression, Su Yu quietly clenched his fists.
The Emperor raised his hand and casually flipped the tablet. Then, he put the little brother on his chest on the ebony tray, "Withdraw. Take this with you."
Wang Gonggong and His Royal Highness King Zhao on the tray stared at each other. Then, he silently led everyone out.
Huh? Su Yu stared blankly at the slowly closing door. Isn't it flipping the tablet? Then what? Is it over after flipping the tablet? When he came back to his senses, the Emperor, who didn't have his little brother by his side, had curled up his body and moved his head to Su Yu's lap.
"Your Majesty, that … tablet …" Su Yu saw it for the first time. Is it really okay for the Emperor to flip the tablet like this?
"What is it?" The Emperor pulled his hand to his head and indicated for him to rub it.
"Nothing." Su Yu's lips twitched. He decided not to ask.
In order to prevent the Emperor from spending the night on the soft mattress again, Su Yu wisely coaxed the Emperor to the dragon bed before he fell asleep. Then, he took out 《Fish Killing Scripture》 and prepared to burn the midnight oil.
"You're not allowed to go out. Come and serve me in bed." The Emperor was very dissatisfied with Su Yu holding that book all day.
"The National Tutor wants this official to memorize this book." Su Yu had a bitter expression on his face. He only had one day. In the afternoon, he only cared about playing with the cat and forgot to do his homework. If he didn't work hard now, how was he going to report to the National Tutor tomorrow?
The Emperor's thin lips pressed into a line. He coldly glared at Su Yu for a while, "Go and bring the memorial. Zhen will allow you to memorize it in bed for a while."
Today, such a big incident happened in the inner palace. It was a good opportunity to deal with the Lu family. No matter how much the Emperor didn't want to get out of bed, he couldn't be absent from the morning court tomorrow. Therefore, he still had to look at these insignificant memorials.
The two leaned against the head of the bed and read together. The atmosphere was unusually peaceful.
The first chapter of 《Fish Killing Scripture》 recorded the internal strength cultivation method. In the Emperor's words, this was an extremely simple cultivation method. Su Yu could also learn it. As long as he had internal strength, he could drive his internal strength to follow the cultivation method and flow through his veins. From there, he could reach the realm of releasing his internal strength to kill fish.
The National Tutor said that there was a way for him to learn internal strength. Then, there was no need to worry. He also had to memorize 《Heart Cultivation Method》 properly.
"… Qi sinks into the dantian, internal strength flows through the hand's Shaoyang Meridian, passing through the five fingers …" Su Yu softly repeated the words in the book. He didn't understand it and could only memorize it, "Passing through the five fingers … oh …"
"Passing through the five fingers, turning internal strength into internal strength. It coincides with the yin and yang of heaven and earth and converges into formlessness." The Emperor had already heard this sentence over and over again for almost five times. He had already memorized it.
"Did I disturb you?" Su Yu was a little embarrassed.
"Stupid," The Emperor snatched the book from Su Yu's hand and threw it on the ground along with the memorial in his hand, "Go to sleep."
"But …" Su Yu looked at the abandoned book and memorial. The Emperor seemed to have only read half of the memorial. Would it be okay to go to court like this? If an official raised a question and the Emperor couldn't answer, he couldn't say, "Ah, zhen and Concubine Xian went to bed early last night and forgot to read it." Moreover, he clearly saw that there was a letter with the word "urgent" on it.
Right now, the Emperor only favored him and he didn't go to court. If he missed out on important memorials and delayed some important matters, he would be guilty of a big crime.
Getting up, Su Yu picked up the urgent letter, "Emperor, at least finish reading this."
An Hong-chul impatiently turned over, "Read it."
Su Yu was helpless. In order not to become an evil concubine that would bring disaster to the country, he could only give up his homework and help the Emperor do his homework. He opened the memorial and slowly read: "Recently, there have been a lot of sea monsters in the East China Sea, causing the price of fresh fish to be high. This official has led the army to catch them and will send them to the capital in a few days. Fearing that a catastrophe is coming, we hope that the Emperor will make early preparations. Signed, Prince Jing. "
Another catastrophe. Su Yu frowned. He didn't know how accurate the National Tutor's prophecy was. If it really happened, would it be something like the end of the world? But the catastrophe was related to the alien planet. What did the end of the world have to do with him, a cook?
This was such an important matter, yet the Emperor didn't even read it. Su Yu, who thought he had made a meritorious service, looked at the Emperor seriously. He wondered if he should learn from a loyal official and give a straightforward remonstrance. At the same time, he could inquire about the alien planet.
"Prince Jing's secret memorial has already arrived. This is just a formality." The Emperor glanced at the restless Su Yu.
"..." The impassioned speech was suddenly doused with cold water. Su Yu's shoulders slumped and he put away the memorial in his hand, "Emperor, who is this Prince Jing? How come this official hasn't seen him before? "
"There are many that you haven't seen," An Hong-chul yawned. His Royal Highness King Zhao was naturally not the only Prince of this generation. Most of the Imperial Family wasn't in the capital. The Princes were stationed at the border. This Prince Jing was ranked third and was a military general who was good at war. "Prince Jing is the son of Seventh Imperial Uncle. He has the right of succession and can be considered Zhen's Third Imperial Brother."
"Huh?" Su Yu was confused, but he immediately reacted.
According to the laws of Da 'an, whenever a Prince's son was born, he had to be appraised by the National Tutor. If the National Tutor judged that the child had the right to inherit the throne, he would directly keep the child in the palace and count him as a Prince, ranking him with the Emperor's sons. This Prince Jing was probably in this situation.
"Oh, then..." Su Yu wasn't interested in the complicated relationships of the Imperial Family. What he cared about was the catastrophe. He stole a glance at the Emperor's expression and asked tentatively, "Is this catastrophe really related to the alien planet?"
"Why are you so long-winded?" His Majesty impatiently pulled Su Yu into the quilt and raised his hand to pull on the silk sash. Not long after, a palace maid came in to wash away the candles and the hall fell into darkness.
Su Yu was well-behaved. He nestled in the quilt and didn't speak.
After a moment of silence, the Emperor slowly moved closer and buried his face in the hollow of Su Yu's neck. He gently sniffed. "The National Tutor's oracle has already spread. There are many different interpretations." The clear voice became clearer in the darkness and was very pleasing to the ear.
Su Yu shrank down and moved closer to the Emperor, afraid to miss a word or half a sentence.
"Some people say that if you obtain the alien planet, you can obtain the ability to control the world," An Hong-chul paused and moved back to the pillow, the tip of his nose facing Su Yu, "Some people say that if you use the alien planet as a sacrifice to Heaven, you can stop the catastrophe."
Sacrifice to Heaven! Su Yu's pupils suddenly shrank. Countless bloody and cruel scenes of sacrifice to Heaven appeared in his mind...
"There is another saying..." The Emperor slightly hooked his lips. He could clearly see the expression on Su Yu's face with his night vision, so he deliberately lowered his voice.
"Wha, what..." Su Yu swallowed his saliva.
"I heard that using the alien planet can awaken the ancient mythological beast and sweep the world."
"..." Su Yu's prepared expression of panic suddenly froze. Awakening the ancient mythological beast... this was too ridiculous...
Finally realizing that the Emperor was playing with him, Su Yu curled his lips in boredom and turned over to lie down. His heart needed to calm down.
"Do you think zhen is playing with you?" An Hong-chul sneered and raised his hand to pull Su Yu into his arms, "Nowadays, there are all kinds of letters. If the alien planet is found, who knows what they will do with it. Therefore, the imperial family must find the alien planet first."
Su Yu's heart, which had just calmed down, suddenly became anxious again. In other words, not only was the imperial family looking for him, those superstitious ministers and common people were also looking for him. The problem was, he really didn't know how to summon the ancient mythological beast! He looked at the Emperor with fear, "If the imperial family finds the alien planet, what will Your Majesty do?"
The Emperor yawned in boredom, "Aren't you that alien planet?"
Crack crack crack! Su Yu was instantly petrified.
Your Majesty, can you not use the tone of "aren't you that barbecue skewer seller on East Street" to say such frightening words!
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