The Tyrant Was Controlled by Mushrooms

[Commentary has been opened] Column Gudan [The eldest son is really sick] Thank you for your support —————————————— This article: Yao Ruyi is the only mushroom that has matured in this area. He vaguely remembered that a group of people came to his hilltop not long ago. One of them, a particularly handsome man, passed by him and dropped a drop of blood on him. His cultivation level increased greatly, and he transformed into a human form. Yao Ruyi has a serious face, but this human form is too unstable. Cry! It seems that he is still going to find that handsome man! Yao Ruyi secretly vowed not only to stabilize his cultivation and human form, but also to repay his kindness! Only after repaying his kindness can he fulfill his dream - to obtain fame! Become the only number one mushroom in this area! With great ambitions in mind, Yao Ruyi embarked on the road to repay his kindness. After climbing several mountains, he finally arrived at the capital mentioned in the book. It's really prosperous! Then that handsome man with a strong dragon aura must be the emperor! Yao Ruyi was full of confidence. She stretched out her hand and wiped the mud on her face before heading towards the palace gate confidently. Outside the palace gate, Gu Huizhou was holding his wound tightly against the wall. The assassin not far away was still lingering. The assassin was getting closer and closer. Gu Huizhou was holding a long sword and preparing to fight to the death. Suddenly, a fair-looking young man lay on the ground. "Ouch!" The assassin ducked away. Gu Huizhou also lost too much blood and fainted. He grabbed the young man's hand before losing consciousness. When Gu Huizhou woke up again, he was already in the palace, and the boy was nowhere to be seen. There was only an orange-yellow palm-sized mushroom lying cleanly on his body. - Gu Huizhou felt that strange things had happened in the palace recently. The pastries prepared by the palace servants would disappear inexplicably, the tea brewed would become inexplicably turbid, and even his wounds would get better inexplicably. Gu Huizhou narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the orange mushroom on the table, which was disappearing and appearing in the flower pot. Yao Ruyi was stared at and trembling. Was he discovered? ! But from then on, everything was as usual, Yao Ruyi felt relieved, it was just an illusion, an illusion. Until that day, he took a bite of the small desserts on the table and sat on the chest of the sleeping tyrant to heal his wounds. Seeing that the wound was gradually healing and he was full, Yao Ruyi clapped his hands and prepared to go back to the flower pot to sleep, but suddenly found himself being fixed by a pair of big hands. The man's cruel eyes opened at some point and were staring at him closely! Yao Ruyi: Help, help! Yao Ruyi was frightened all night, but the tyrant did not take his life. Did you prepare a bigger flowerpot for him? Not only that, there were fresh cakes and good tea every day, and the tyrant even taught him how to read. Yao Ruyi: You should have told me earlier! Until Yao Ruyi read the books of sages and gained fame and passed the exam! The ministers dispersed, and the tyrant in the high position stared at him with a smile on his face. "Why don't you, Aiqing, go back to bed with me?" Ps: Mushroom shape reference Amanita orange cap (shape reference only) Attack and receive body and mind cleansing If you are not weak, you are not stupid and sweet/In the later stage, you will also kill indiscriminately. ------------------------------------------------------------------ Pre-receipt [Master Yun is going to write an article again]: "I heard that the eldest son of the Yun family has recovered from hysteria?" "Hey! That's a great thing! Mr. Yun became famous at a young age. Now that he's cured of hysteria, why can't Mr. Yun hold a big banquet?" "That must be it!" Everyone in the capital thought that Mr. Yun would be a talented scholar after he got better, but look at... Why is it still like that? Yun Zhaozhi squatted in the side room and laughed non-stop. He peeked out through the crack in the window and kept writing in his hand. "Hehe! Hehehehehehe..." - Yun Zhaozhi changed his profession before graduating and became a novel author. In three years, his number of fans increased sharply, reaching one million. In the year of graduation, Yun Zhaozhi was also a famous author. But I never thought about turning around and dying on the way to the bank to withdraw money. When Yun Zhaozhi woke up again, he became the eldest son of the Prime Minister's family of the Ming Dynasty. The eldest son's mother died early, and his father found a third son, who gave birth to a son and a daughter. The family of four lived a lively life, and they didn't even know that ten-year-old Yun Zhaozhi had fallen into the water. The eldest son became a fool and suffered from hysteria. Yun Zhaozhi was lying on the bed, dying. He was starting to suffer from a sudden collapse. His status as a young master was of no use. He was always scolded by people at every party he attended. Yun Zhaozhi was not convinced. At twelve o'clock in the morning, he squatted in the corner and secretly planned. He had to do his old job. "Hehehehehehe..." This fictitious dynasty has no review, so he can write whatever he wants. Especially those who had bullied him, Yunzhao smiled thiefly, "Light! Get your young master a pen!" "I want to write something pornographic!" A month later, the capital was in chaos. "I heard that the second young master of the Yun family and the third young master of the Chen family had an affair! It was in the backyard of the eldest young master of the Chen family!" "What? How is that possible! Second Young Master Yun and First Young Master Chen are a couple!" "Young master and young master? This is ridiculous! The eldest son of the Chen family has been engaged to Miss Li Er for a long time. How is it possible what you are saying?" "It seems! It's true!" Another flower-viewing banquet, Yun Zhaozhi drank tea calmly, hiding his achievements and fame. This time the protagonist of the banquet has to be changed. Let him see where his second brother is? On the second floor of the attic, a pair of complex and sinister eyes said, "Bring Yunzhao Zhi to this king for a look." "Yes!" Yun Zhaozhi curled his lips, "Who is he? Just go if you tell him to!" A sudden cold light appears—— Go, go, go! You have a knife and you are great! Yun Zhaozhi met Shen Tusi in a cowardly manner and said, "See His Highness the Regent." Yun Zhaozhi looked up secretly while the people around him were not paying attention, and his eyes lit up in just a second. This man is good-looking! Her deep eyebrows and sharp eyes are definitely a hit in a novel. Yun Zhaozhi secretly thought, if this person doesn't embarrass him later, he will let him go. If he doesn't do other things... Just write it to him as Shou! "I heard that the eldest son is very talented in literature. He could read at one year old and write poetry at three years old. It would be better to serve as an adviser to the king, and this good year would not be wasted." Go to hell! Yun Zhaozhi had a smile on his face, "Sure!" Behind his back, he turned around and wrote a book for Shen Tusi and the shadow guard beside him, Han Ming. "Han Ming's warm breath hit Shen Tusi's face, his eyes were obsessed, and his hands kept moving..." He smiled while writing Cloud Photos. This book of his can be bought at a good price! One night, Yun Zhaozhi was writing furiously, and the thoughts in his mind were pouring out, and his face turned into a smile, "Hey! Yes, yes! This is the posture——" "Bang!" The door was pushed open. Shen Tusi, who had a dark face, was holding a bunch of notebooks in his hand, "Master Yun, tell me, what does it mean for the Dark Evil King to be obsessed with pretending to be a shadow guard?" Yun Zhaozhi was shaking like a sieve. He knelt down to admit his mistake and did everything possible. He wished he could lie on the ground and beat Shen Tusi's legs. "Wrong?" "Wrong!" "Then you will listen to me in the future?" "Listen! Listen to everyone!" Yunzhao Zhan sent Shentu Si away tremblingly, then turned around and hid the rest of the notebook. He had to finish writing it in the future, and he couldn't be a eunuch after he had written everything. But he didn't want to sell it yet because he had to avoid the limelight. As a result, he was detained in the palace the next day. Yun Zhaozhi had to help Shen Tu Si to have a good meal. "How can the prince's power be greatly reduced?" It's too difficult for him to do anything for Yun Zhaozhi. On the seventh day, Yunzhao Zhi's face turned green after not eating meat for seven consecutive days. "Damn it! Then I'll feed you like a rabbit!" Rabbits will bite when they are anxious! "Bright! Bring me the pen!" The well-dressed guard on the wall almost fell off. Still... Still writing? Yun Zhaozhi worked hard for three days and three nights. Even when he couldn't write anymore, he simply called Han Ming, the well-dressed shadow guard, to come over and write for him. "By the way, the prince and Mr. Shen of the Duke's Palace have been in love for a long time..." Within three days, I heard that the prince was banned from the East Palace. Yun Zhaozhi held a big chicken drumstick in his left hand and a pickled elbow in his right hand, "Ming, where is your prince?" Han Ming held the broom and tilted his head with a guilty conscience, "Master is busy asking Mr. Shu for help..." The elbow almost fell off, Yun Zhaozhi frowned, "Huh?!" "Your Majesty said, the young master speaks dirty words all day long, no, it is inappropriate..." Go to hell! Is this not burning the bridge? But Yun Zhaozhi couldn't leave, so he had one-on-one meetings with tears in his eyes for two months. Later, I heard that the prince had been released. Although his military power had been cut in half, he could still not be underestimated. The prince made a poisonous oath in front of the emperor, and he would find the person who wrote the painting book no matter what! Yun Zhaozhi was so nervous that the people around the prince found out about him the next day. That day, Yun Zhaozhi was practicing calligraphy and reciting poems with his husband in the yard. When he saw the cold-faced attendant beside the prince, he barged in and cursed: "You! It's indecent! It's indecent!" Shen Tusi, who followed quietly from behind the prince, froze. After all, just inviting one gentleman is not enough... "Your Highness the Regent, when the painting books of Second Young Master Yun and Third Young Master Chen were circulated, it seemed that First Young Master Yun was not at your residence... And now that the painting books have stopped, why is it that First Young Master Yun is reading and reading at your residence?" Yunzhao's body stiffened. It's over, it's over, it's over… "Han Ming." "Here!" After half a cup of tea, Han Ming took out a total of twenty storybooks from the room, "There were... Some of them this time, but they were all stopped by my subordinates..." The prince, who was a step late, stepped forward with a stern face, "Let me have a look! This... The evil evil king of darkness is obsessed with dressing up as a shadow guard?" Yun Zhaozhi's heart sank, it was over. But after this incident, he actually lived peacefully in the palace for half a year. Apart from having one-on-one sex every day, he was living a happy life. One evening, when Shentu Restaurant came back from outside, Yun Zhaozhi stared at the rabbit meat he was thinking about in his hand, "It's the one on the south street!" "Yeah." After eating and drinking, Shentu Si threatened to check Yun Zhaozhi's homework these days. Yun Zhaozhi vowed, "Come!" "Title: The Prince Regent and His Staff, the Young Master." Yunzhao squints his eyes... He was being watched by Shen Tusi and was unable to make progress if it was too fast, and even worse if it was too slow. At the end of the story, "... A hundred years of love?" Yun Zhaozhi felt that this was too clear water. Shentu Si was simply a green audit! "Well, I'm very satisfied." "Okay, go to bed!" Why don't you leave Shentu Si? Um? What was he doing in his own bed? Concept: Everything is possible, even mushrooms can be number one