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The night was dark, and the Imperial City was brightly lit. No one would have thought that the Emperor would neglect the three thousand beauties in the imperial harem. Instead of resting in the Emperor's Chamber, he would take advantage of the night to go to the Laundry Bureau.

No matter how unwilling Zong Huan was, in the end, he still compromised. Before this, he had never thought that now that he had great power, the entire imperial court was under his control, all the civil and military officials obeyed his orders, and the people supported him even more. The Emperor could be said to be very successful, but he still had to look at other people's faces.

In the past, when he heard others compare Tong Jiabao to a demon who would bring disaster to the country, he just snorted. Now, he thought that those fallen emperors were pardonable. If they were really bewitched by such a demon, who would be able to escape?

He didn't know where the anxiety in his heart came from. It was as if if he didn't take good care of this little brat, he would quietly disappear in a place he couldn't see. Even if he searched the entire world, he wouldn't be able to find him.

Only by holding this little brat tightly in his arms would the anxiety dissipate.

Su Yang felt the sudden increase in strength around his waist, and the grievance in his heart grew. He wasn't a plaything that could be summoned and sent away at will.

He said in a fit of anger, "You are the Emperor, the whole world is yours. There are many concubines in the imperial harem, how could you lack people to wash your clothes for you? You just have to torment me. How could I know how to wash? Aren't you afraid that I'll ruin your precious dragon robe?"

Zong Huan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He said that he had clothes to wash, but he just followed along with Su Yang's words. Who knew that he would use this as a pretext to make a fuss. Previously, he thought that this little brat was well-behaved and cute, but now he found out that this was clearly a spoiled and unreasonable demon.

He directly carried Su Yang in his arms, turned around, and walked out. The room was too humid, how could people live in it? The little brat in his arms was very delicate, and he would feel distressed if he stayed any longer.

Su Yang moved restlessly in his arms, but he was still stubborn, "Master's words are like gold. Since you've already bestowed me with grace, I naturally can't let you down. I'll definitely be on duty at the laundry bureau and won't dare to be lazy for even a moment … Let go of me!"

Zong Huan stopped in his tracks and looked at the little fellow in his arms. He frowned and said, "Servant? Which servant would be as daring as you, calling me Master, but without the slightest bit of respect, bossing me around? In this world, besides you, there is no one else who would dare to do such a thing! You've been trying to bewitch me ever since we were in the Thousand Autumns Palace. I don't know what kind of demonic technique you used, but I didn't punish you for bewitching your master. Instead, you've become even more arrogant. If you don't behave yourself, I, I … "

He paused. He was a dignified emperor, but he didn't know what method he had used to threaten this little eunuch who had nothing. Previously, he had said that he would send him to the Laundry Bureau to suffer. In the end, when he really came to the Laundry Bureau, the one who couldn't stand it first was him.

Su Yang stared fixedly at him. His eyes were red as he said, "What do you want? The Laundry Bureau isn't enough. Do you want to throw me into the Imperial Prison? "

The Laundry Bureau wasn't enough, and he even brought up the Imperial Prison. Zong Huan frowned and asked, "What's the benefit of angering me like this? How many days can you endure in a place like the Imperial Prison with such a delicate body?"

Su Yang turned his face and didn't look at him. He lightly wrinkled his nose and said in a choked voice, "In any case, you don't feel bad for me. I don't need you to care about how many days I endure."

Zong Huan was angered by this unreasonable little thing. He laughed and slapped his two soft buttocks, only to hear a 'pa' sound. Su Yang was extremely angry and embarrassed. He looked back and angrily glared at him.

Zong Huan's lips hooked up into an evil smile. He teased, "I shouldn't have talked to you, you seductress. In any case, you are my people. How you are dealt with is up to me."

As he spoke, he carried Su Yang and walked out. Su Yang used all his strength to push him away, but his strength was like a little kitten to Zong Huan. He directly ignored him. Su Yang couldn't push him away, so he shouted, "There's an assassin!! Someone come quickly!! There's an assassin!! "

When Zong Huan saw that he was really shouting, he quickly sealed his mute acupoint. He had avoided the imperial guards and secretly came here. During the day, when he gave the order, there were many people watching. In the middle of the night, he personally took Su Yang back. If this was discovered, he, the emperor, would definitely become the laughing stock of the Imperial City.

Su Yang still hadn't come back to his senses. Suddenly, he couldn't make a sound. He was so anxious that his cheeks turned red. Only then did he remember that Zong Huan had been taught martial arts by an expert. His internal energy was comparable to that of a peerless expert.

When he looked back, he had already been carried by Zong Huan to the roof. They avoided the patrolling imperial guards and used the darkness of the night to quickly return to Chengqian Palace.

= = =

Inside Chengqian Palace.

Zong Huan hugged a bulging brocade quilt and said, "What do you want to say? Isn't it hot under the quilt?"

Su Yang hid under the quilt. No matter what Zong Huan said in his ear, he didn't move. He was determined to play the wooden figure to the end.

Zong Huan had forcefully brought him back from the Laundry Bureau. This little guy's temper was very bad. He was also amenable to coaxing but not coercion. If he acted recklessly again, he was afraid that he wouldn't want to see him for the rest of his life. He could only worry outside.

After a while, his muffled voice came from under the quilt.

"You, do you know your wrongs?"

Zong Huan thought that he was going to say something. He didn't expect that he would directly question him. His temper wasn't very good. If someone else dared to speak to him like this, they probably wouldn't appear in front of him for the rest of their lives. But right now, he couldn't feel any anger. Instead, he felt that this little guy was very cute.

"Zhen knows his wrongs," Zong Huan said, "Zhen shouldn't have ignored your opinion and brought you back from the Laundry Bureau. Zhen only felt sorry for you. That room was very humid. Now that it's autumn, the nights are very cold. What if you catch a cold?"

Su Yang was silent. He shook his head and said, "No, think again."

Zong Huan frowned and probed, "Is it because Zhen sealed your mute acupoint?"

"No, no, you still don't know your wrongs. I don't want to talk to you."

Zong Huan hurriedly said, "Let Zhen think again." After thinking for a moment, he suddenly pulled the quilt away from Su Yang's body. The boy under the quilt was sweating profusely. His thick black hair stuck to his cheeks. He stared at Su Yang with his pitiful watery eyes. Just one look at him was enough to make one's heart melt.

"… …"