The Sickly Proton Was Pampered by the Tyrant

If you like the baby, please click and add it to your favorites. Once you accumulate more, you can open it~ Ruan Zhi was fifteen years old when he entered the palace as a proton. Everyone in the government and the public were betting on how long this little thing sent from a neighboring country could survive in the hands of the tyrant Xiao Yan. Ruan Zhi had long heard that Xiao Yan's mother was from a humble background and was thrown into the cold palace by the late emperor after giving birth to a prince. Xiao Yan grew up in a deep palace and had a violent and sinister temperament. No one in the civil and military circles in the dynasty dared to face his wrath. He was prepared to die before he came. A person who relies on soup and medicine to survive every day can bring peace to the people of a country, and he can be considered a worthy death. Surprisingly, he didn't die. The young emperor just ordered people to arrange him in the most remote courtyard, and no one paid attention to him for many days. Until one day when he was passing by the lake, he slipped and fell into the man's arms, and the smell of ambergris filled him overwhelmingly. He raised his face and looked into those legendary poisonous eyes, but he didn't feel frightened. Out of nowhere, he raised his hand tremblingly, and lightly touched the corner of the man's eye with his cold fingertips. There was dead silence. Everyone was waiting for the tyrant to throw the little proton into the lake. Xiao Yan closed his arms, took him into his arms, and said in a low voice, "Where did this little thing come from?" That night, he suffered a sudden high fever and became unconscious. The imperial doctors and attendants came in and out. Outside the palace door, Xiao Yan glanced at the red crane in the eunuch's hand and did not move. After that, some rare tonics began to be added to his soup, an earth dragon was built in his dormitory, and rare fox fur and warm jade were brought to him like flowing water. * When Ruan Zhi was sixteen years old, someone came to the court to admonish him, saying that it was not appropriate for the proton to stay in the inner palace any longer. The emperor on the dragon throne put down his ink pen and raised his eyes to look at the man. All civil and military officials in the dynasty were silent. The next day, the admonishment officer was demoted from Beijing. Ruan Zhi not only did not leave the palace, but also moved directly into the emperor's palace. Even when walking normally, the Nine-Five Lord is half a step behind him. When the emperor was angry, all the civil and military officials in the court knelt on the ground. He was the only one who could nest in Xiao Yan's arms and lean on his chest to watch him approve the memorial. Ruan Zhi, who used to be helpless and hungry, developed a bad temper. There was an argument and he bit Xiao Yan on the forearm. The man didn't pull away his hand, he gathered his arms and took him into his arms. He was so angry that he pushed hard, but he stumbled back due to the force of inertia and accidentally bumped into the corner of the table. The color drained from his face instantly. Xiao Yan's face darkened, and he told him in a cold voice to kneel outside and think about his mistakes. The sky that was sunny a second ago suddenly started to snow, and within a few moments, he passed out. The moment he fell, he seemed to see the usually calm man panic. But his eyelids were heavy, and his consciousness quickly sank into darkness. He failed to see how the usually indifferent tyrant lost his composure and knelt down to pick him up. * Ruan Zhi thought he could stay by Xiao Yan's side safely. Until he was eighteen years old, the powerful country in the west sent envoys to the court. The envoy presented his credentials and was willing to exchange twenty cities, thirty thousand horses, and ten years of tribute for him. The whole court was in an uproar. The minister knelt down and shouted: "Your Majesty, this is a God-given opportunity! I will exchange a proton for Dachen's national strength. I beg your Majesty to agree!" Standing at the side of the hall, he saw countless pairs of eyes looking towards him, as if they were looking at a piece of goods waiting to be sold, and his fingers trembled slightly. Xiao Yan, who was sitting on the dragon chair, never looked at him. After listening, I only said two words: "Retreat from the court." The next day, Xiao Yan gathered his army. Before leaving, he slowly rubbed Ruan Zhi's cheek with his fingertips: "Just wait, I will never return empty-handed." Ruan Zhi took advantage of the situation and rubbed his palm, then reached out and hugged him gently. As the mighty army set out, Ruan Zhi turned around and got into the carriage heading for the west. The two teams just passed each other. Small Theater Ruan Zhi was still captured. Xiao Yan pressed him on the dragon couch and pinched his chin: "Who taught you to worry about people's livelihood and to sacrifice yourself for others?" Ruan Zhi fluttered his eyelashes, tilted his head and said nothing, his pale neck stretched into a thin arc. My buttocks were lightly patted by warm palms. "Bad boy." Ruan Zhi glared at him: "I'm not a child anymore." Xiao Yan laughed softly: "It turns out that I want to be an adult." The boy's belt was opened. The man leaned forward and pressed down, his voice became a little darker, as if a storm was coming: "Zhizhi." "I will fulfill your wish tonight." [Reading Tips] 1. The main subject, year on year, 1v1, HE. 2. Attack and receive two places, two first kisses, two first loves. 3. 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