When The Male Supporting Actor Bend The Male Lead

In the palace, the gold is brilliant.

After Wu Gonggong returned to the palace, he walked non-stop to the Qinzheng Hall, reporting exactly what he saw to Emperor Xiang.

"Oh, hey, you haven't seen the emperor. It doesn't matter if Puyang Zheng held the old slave outside the door! It was a fiery sky inside, and the old slave was outside..."

An emperor in a bright yellow dragon robe sat on a dragon chair, carefully pondering Wu Gonggong's words, and when he heard that Puyang Zheng and Xiaoduo were playing fiercely regardless of their own decree, they were very happy.

"Emperor... what the **** is going on here? The old slave's stupid mind can't understand it."

"Princess Wu." The emperor smiled with satisfaction: "You show that a knife is a real gun or a knife is used to kill someone. Which is better?"

"This……"

"But it doesn't matter!"

"The old slave felt better to borrow a knife to kill someone..."

Wu Gonggong carefully looked at the emperor's complexion, and when he saw the expression of recognition in his eyes, he quietly put down the hanging room.

Indeed, rather than being exposed on the bright side, it is better to hide in the dark, sit on the hill and watch the tiger fight, and finally get the benefit of the fisherman.

The seemingly grand and bright palace, surrounded by heavy fog, could not see the deadly sword inside, but did not look back, and must go down step by step.

In the General's Mansion, Pu Yangzheng was sitting by the bed, holding a book in his hand, which seemed to be reading, but he only knew what he thought.

The person on the bed was still in a lethargic state, and there were slightly thorny red scratches on the exposed arm, and a little red mark on the snowy neck.

Puyang Zheng's face turned red.

Today he tempted himself, maybe to show Wu Gonggong just to make a show, and let himself sit on the accusation of beauty and dizziness so as to let the emperor relax his vigilance... But when he really touched himself, Puyang Zheng discovered something Has long been out of control.

Following his heart, he wanted him, like a woman, with a skin kiss. When he moaned gently under himself, Puyang Zheng felt a sense of satisfaction he had never had before.

Thinking of this, Pu Yangzheng's gaze to the person on the bed was more complicated.

[Male host’s favorability to Qi Yan +10, current favorability: 30]

Qi Yan was awakened in his sleep, and when he opened his eyes, he was looking at his Puyang Zheng by the bed.

Was arrested in front of Puyang Zheng: "..."

Some of them panicly moved their eyes, poured a glass of water on the small table, passed it, and the tone was a little unnatural: "Are you thirsty? Drink some water..."

Qi Yan raised his eyebrows and took a drink of water.

After sipping the lips moistened with water, Qi Yan looked at Puyang Zheng and said righteously: "General, Wu Gonggong will report to the emperor what he sees and hears today, so tomorrow, you can raise the finger to the emperor. Marriage succeeds. But..."

"but?"

"The prime minister wouldn't be able to explain it," Qi Yan squeezed his eyebrows and said sadly: "Although the prime minister doesn't want his daughter to marry into the Tiger's Den, he can't hold his face even if he is remarried."

"That can't help him." Pu Yangzheng sneered, said: "The old thief listened to the whispers all day long, spoiled his wife, and sinned should die!"

Beloved and abused?

Qi Yan frowned, and quickly said: "How does the general know about the prime minister's petty elders?"

"Beijing has already spread, do you need to deliberately detect it?"

"The general thought that if the prime minister would marry a daughter, would he marry a daughter-in-law or a daughter-in-law?"

"It is still a daughter-in-law. The daughter-in-law is not spoiled, and death is meaningless!"

Pu Yangzheng sneered, not wanting to speak more.

Qi Yan concealed his eyes secretly, a stroke raging inside, and finally became indifferent into a clear water.

Puyang Zheng... I know a lot. In the original play, the heroine is very different from the rumored neutral, why is Puyang Zheng not doubtful? She is even more spoiled for it, even facing her against the emperor?

I knew that Puyang Zheng was straight, but not stupid.

Qi Yan fell silent, feeling vaguely that things had to start with the hostess.