MTL - Raising Wolves-v2 Chapter 79

Although there is a charcoal basin in the study, it is still comfortable in the warm pavilion. After dealing with government affairs in the warm pavilion, Ning Juan simply changed the place to handle government affairs, and asked Changshun to bring the memorial to the warm pavilion every day.

Lu Qing held the book and calmly looked at Ning Juan's orders, but did not realize that the emperor's majesty's drunken intentions written on his face were not drinking, and he did not drive people away.

Ning Juan just moved the nest, and calmly moved closer to Lu Qingze.

Occasionally, when I get tired from reading the playbook, I can look up at Lu Qingze's pleasing face, and feel refreshed again.

Although it was a little closer, Ning Juan could still be regarded as a rule. Except for the sudden madness of biting Lu Qingze every now and then, he usually didn't dare to do too much to Lu Qingze.

In this way, after raising Ji Xuexuan for a while, Lu Qing opened his eyes faintly in the morning, and after gradually sobering up, he touched the tooth marks that were pressed and bitten by that **** Ning Juan last night. Suddenly he found a problem: his bottom line seemed to be constantly receding.

Ning Juan tried hugging, kissing and even biting every day, so that he would be familiar with such a relationship, even a habit.

His Majesty the Emperor has learned to do both hard and soft, smug and smug, and walk in steps. When the aggressiveness is strong, he is like a hungry wolf, but when he becomes obedient, he is a docile and obedient dog.

Lu Qing pondered for a while, obviously it wasn't that his defense became lower, but that Ning Juan's rank became higher.

This kind of Ning Juan is much more difficult to fight than the previous Ning Juan who only tried to be strong. He has no experience. Under such an offensive, it is normal to find no countermeasures.

However, he had a bruised foot. Xu Shu took the time to take a look yesterday and asserted that it would take at least a month of cultivation to be fully healed.

If you want to avoid Ning Yan, you can't do it.

Lu Qing sighed silently, and could only warn himself when he got up that he had to keep the bottom line today, so he got up and washed, and then moved to the warm pavilion to eat.

The palace servants serving in Jixuexuan didn't know who Lu Qingze was, but they all knew that this was Her Royal Highness, the queen who caused the ups and downs in the past, and her attitude was extraordinarily respectful.

Lu Qing did not like to be touched by others, and was almost a bit of a clean freak. They had received His Majesty's order and did not dare to reach out. They had formed a habit in the past few days. When they saw Lu Qing coming out of the bedroom, they became nervous and put down what was at hand. When things happened, Lu Qing was eagerly watching, leaning on the wall and walking towards the warm pavilion.

Although the thin body swayed a little in the morning wind, it still slowly and safely arrived in the warm pavilion.

Then everyone breathed a sigh of relief and continued to do their own work.

Lu Qing sat on the heated kang and glanced at the memorial that Ning Juan had deliberately left to him to deal with.

It's been five or six days, and His Majesty the Emperor is really at ease.

After reading the last few pages of the book in his hand, Lu Qing rubbed his brows. After lingering for a long time, he couldn't bear to worry about his life, so he picked up the pen and dealt with it.

Just as he was choking the time, Lu Qing just put down his pen, and the tall and straight figure of His Majesty the Emperor appeared outside the Warm Pavilion.

Seeing the copy of Lu Qingze's hand, Ning Juan's lips had a slight smile of success: "Huaixue, I'll discuss something with you."

When Lu Qing saw him speak, the back of his neck felt a conditioned reflex, and the feeling of being held by some wild animal lingered. He opened his mouth and said in a clear and light voice, "Your Majesty, please instruct me."

"…"

Lu Qing really knew how to poke Ning Juan's lung tube.

Ning Juan choked a little, but knowing why he had a cold face, he wanted to laugh a little, and his eyes were involuntarily attracted by the small piece of skin exposed under his folded collar.

The slender, snow-white neck there was particularly eye-catching, especially when Lu Qing was swallowing, making Ning Wan always want to bite it and lick it.

Ning Juan licked the itchy canine teeth, sat down and said, "You can't move around now, when I'm not around, it's bound to be boring."

Lu Qing pushed back indifferently: "His Majesty is squatting here except for the morning court and discussion time. I just need to dig a hole to bury some soil and plant myself here. I'm not bored."

Ning Wan laughed again.

He used to be afraid to annoy Lu Qingze, but now he realizes that it is invaluable to make Lu Qingze react outside of reason and make his mood fluctuate.

Lu Qing is no longer separated by a distance, looking down at the world and his love.

In the past, he had a gentle but cold sense of distance, and no matter how kind he was, he didn't belong here, like an immortal above the nine heavens.

Now this round of bright moon is being dragged into the world by him little by little.

Lu Qing looked at the excessively handsome face in front of him, and turned away uncomfortably: "What do you want to discuss?"

"The master in the palace has no talent, it's better than Huai Xue," Ning Juan said and stepped on it, "Does Huai Xue want to kill time?"

Hearing the first half of the sentence, Lu Qing probably guessed what Ning Juan meant, and frowned.

Ning Juan clapped his hands.

The thick curtain of the warm pavilion was lifted, and Chang Shun led a five- or six-year-old child in.

Although the child was young, he walked steadily, his eyes were dark, curious and timid, he didn't dare to look up, and when he got to the heated kang, he knelt down and bowed respectfully: "My son has seen the father and the father. "

Obviously, before he came in, he was called by Changshun.

Lu Qingze: "..."

Not knowing where to start.

I didn't expect him to be such a father.

I never thought that Ning Juan would like to be a father at such a young age.

As long as he is not alone, there is no superfluous expression on Ning Juan's face. The double standard is very high. I don't know when the smile just disappeared, and the emperor's majesty has returned to the indifferent majesty, and said lightly: "Get up."

The child quickly got up and peeked at Lu Qingze curiously, but in front of Ning Juan, he didn't dare to make any extra small gestures, and lowered his head obediently, waiting for Ning Juan to speak.

Lu Qing felt his head hurt even more.

This child is what Changshun said, the child that Ning Juan brought from the clan.

It seemed that Ning Juan really wanted to train him as a prince.

Let him teach, I am afraid there is another profound meaning - he wants the future prince to learn to fear him since he was a child.

His mood was quite complicated. Could it be that Ning Juan really wasn't prepared to accept a concubine, and he wasn't prepared to have his own heir, so would he be willing to guard him for the rest of his life?

Guarding a person like him who is deeply ill and unable to hide his sickness, two heads fall ill every three days, and he has to take care of him all the time.

does it worth?

Although Ning Juan is no longer an easy-going teenager, he is still very young. If he regrets it later...

Lu Qing noticed that his thinking was getting more and more deviated, and stopped in time, feeling full of absurdity.

In the blink of an eye, why did he think about it.

While Lu Qingze was looking at the child, Ning Juan calmly grabbed the tea cup that Lu Qingze was holding and took a sip: "Introduce yourself to your father."

The child hurriedly bowed to Lu Qingze again, speaking clearly: "Father, my son is called Ning Siyue. He is five years old and has learned a thousand-character Chinese. Recently, he is reading the Analects of Confucius, and he has already read Liren."

Lu Qing didn't want to give a child a face. Hearing this title, he had a headache and said, "Don't call me that, call me teacher."

The more Ning Si opened his mouth and said "Teacher", before he could say "Teacher", Ning Juan's extremely oppressive gaze shrouded him, and his voice was cold: "You dare."

It's just for Lu Qingze to teach him casually, so he can't tolerate Lu Qingze having other students.

This "teacher", only he can call.

Ning Siyue: "..."

Ning Si shouted again timidly, "Father."

Lu Qingning choked for a while, then exhaled deeply, and said kindly, "Then you can call me Lord Lu."

Ning Siyue didn't dare to open his mouth this time, waiting for Ning Juan to speak.

Ning Juan ignored Lu Qingze's staring eyes and insisted, "My name is Father."

So Lu Qing got another "father".

Lu Qing was silent for a while, and decided not to care about the name. Ning Juan, this bastard, called him by his name, what a name is, and patted the seat next to him while thinking: "Come on, don't stand, sit and talk. Bar."

Ning Wan was suddenly dissatisfied.

He could only sit across from the Zhang Kang table across from Lu Qingze, this little brat could actually sit next to Lu Qingze!

But just now, Lu Qing was dissatisfied, and if he went on, he might have a quarrel, so he could only hold back.

The more Ning Si heard Lu Qingze's words, the more he dared not move, and continued to wait for Ning Juan to speak.

Ning Juan hummed: "Your father's words are no different from mine. You can listen to what he says."

That father wants to change your name and you won't let it?

Ning Siyue's young mind was full of huge doubts. He walked to Lu Qingze's side in small steps and sat down cautiously, feeling a little embarrassed.

After all, after both of his parents died, he was brought into the palace by Ning Juan. It was only more than three months. Although he was the crown prince by default, looking at Ning Juan like this, it was obvious that he would not be a kind father. It's normal for him to be cautious.

Lu Qing glanced at Ning Juan, and wanted to tell him something full of words, but it was hard to say it in front of the child, so he asked Ning Siyue gently, "Are you used to living in the palace?"

Ning Siyue still didn't dare to look up at him, the chick pecking at the rice nodded: "If you go back to your father, you can get used to it, and the maids take great care of the sons and ministers."

Lu Qing then asked some questions about his life and daily life in the palace in a harmonious voice. Ning Siyue didn't expect that this father, who had never met him, would not ask him about his studies, but instead concerned about some issues that others didn't care about. I couldn't help feeling a little warm and astringent, I didn't know why I wanted to cry, and finally I couldn't help looking up at Lu Qingze.

This father is very good-looking, but his face is pale and weak, and his expression is very gentle, which makes people want to get close.

The father is also good-looking, no wonder they are a couple.

The more Ning Si thought quietly in his heart, he heard a "click" sound from behind him, as if something was broken.

The colder Ning Si was, he was so frightened that he shivered, and he was a little puzzled, but he was taught not to look around, so he didn't dare to look back.

Lu Qing was speechless: "..."

As for what, children eat all the vinegar?

And it wasn't the Emperor's Majesty Chrysostom, who personally told him to teach this child?

Seeing that the child was taken aback, he patted Ning Siyue's head, indicating that he should not be afraid. He was finished caring about life issues, and then he asked about academic issues.

Ning Juan stared at Lu Qing's hand on Ning Siyue's head, and smashed another walnut on the table with a blank expression.

There were two consecutive "clicks" behind him.

The more Ning Si opened his eyes, he stuttered and forgot what he was going to say: "..."

what sound?

Lu Qing didn't even look at Ning Juan, and said coolly, "Your Majesty, why don't you go out first."

Lu Qing not only touched the head of this little brat, but also drove him away!

Ning Juan's face became darker, and with a "click", he crushed a walnut: "I'm not going."

Hearing Ning Juan's opening, Ning Siyue finally realized where the strange noise just now came from, and noticed that the royal father seemed to be unhappy.

Lu Qing's head froze for a while.

Ning Juan is like a beast staring at him with its head lying beside him. He is used to Ning Juan going mad from time to time, but it's okay. This child is so afraid of Ning Juan, it's really not appropriate to talk about it today.

"Let's come here today," Lu Qing ended the question and answer, and put down the hand that Ning Lian was staring at and fell on Ning Siyue's head, "Come to Jixuexuan early tomorrow, and then I will test you again, why? Sample?"

The pressure on Ning Siyue was really great, so he breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the sound: "I listen to my father."

Lu Qing handed him the cakes on the table: "Eat more, lean and refined."

Ning Si nodded obediently, turned around to leave, and glanced at the table behind him, only to find that the walnuts in the plate were completely broken.

I see.

Ning Siyue suddenly understood how the clicking sound came from behind him.

The child bowed respectfully again, and when he stepped back, there was still a deep puzzlement in his eyes. He followed Eunuch Changshun who was standing beside him out of the warm pavilion, and looked up at Eunuch Changshun, who had always taken good care of him. He asked in a low voice, "Eunuch Changshun, does the royal father like to eat walnuts?"

Or maybe my father likes to eat it, so I give it to my father?

Chang Shun's eyes were strange, and he said with a smile: "You don't need to be curious about this, little highness, come, let's take you back home."

In the warm pavilion, Lu Qing lowered his head and glanced at the broken walnuts on the table, trying not to laugh: "How come these walnuts don't look right to your Majesty's eyes, and they will be smashed into pieces by His Majesty?"

Ning Juan was as if nothing had happened: "Didn't Huai Xue like it, I'll peel it off for you."

Lu Qing flicked a few walnut shells that were crushed by hand, and frowned.

The walnut shell is so hard and sharp, how dare you pinch it with your bare hands?

Seeing that Ning Juan's hand was hidden in his sleeve and refused to show it, Lu Qing said calmly, "Hand."

Ning Juan still refused to reach out.

Lu Qing couldn't bear it any longer, so he simply pulled Ning Juan's hand, forcibly pulled it over and spread it out, and said coldly, "How old you are, you shouldn't be ashamed."

Lu Qingze's body temperature has always been low. In the warm pavilion, his fingers are also warm and cool. Ning Juan is the opposite of him, so when Lu Qingze's fingertips slide over the palm of his hand, he feels extra clear, ten fingers connected to the heart, itching Almost to the top of my heart.

Ning's breath sank.

Compared with Lu Qingze's delicate palms, his hands are not so pampered. The tiger's mouth and fingertips have thin layers of calluses, which are all cultivated by holding the sword for a long time. The ten fingers are slender and the knuckles are clear and powerful.

Lu Qing forgot the lesson he had learned a few days ago. He squeezed the hand of His Majesty the Emperor and checked it over and over again to make sure that the skin was not broken. With a grip, he clasped his hand tightly in the palm of his hand.

The rapid speed seems to be a kind of innocent posture, tempting the prey to come to gather honey, and when the prey enters the cage, the piranha flower closes instantly.

Lu Qing pulled out his hand, but couldn't get it out.

After a moment of silence, he lowered his head and calmly stretched out his other hand, breaking it finger by finger.

It's a pity that in front of Ning Juan, such a move is tantamount to a sheep entering a tiger's mouth, and both hands are caught.

Lu Qing's brow furrowed even tighter: "Let go, isn't it enough?"

"Huaixue, you may have misunderstood." Ning Juan grabbed his warm and smooth hand, feeling like he was holding a piece of silk, squinting and rubbing, "I'm not making trouble."

Lu Qing bluntly realized that there was an atmosphere of danger surging around Ning Juan's body.

He has not been in good health in his two lifetimes, strenuous exercise and emotions have nothing to do with him, he has been quiet for a long time, not to mention he doesn't know much about men and women, so although he feels dangerous, But I felt that Ning Juan would just bite him again and pursed his lips: "Are you really going to train that child to be the prince?"

Referring to this, Ning Juan's movements paused for a while, his handsome face was calm, and he wrote lightly: "Well, it seems okay now, if he is stupid and incompetent in the future, then change another one, there are many descendants of the left and right clans, always I can pick the right one."

Lu Qing shook his head and vetoed: "Your Majesty is still young and strong, it's too early to decide this now."

Ning Juan could naturally hear his overtones: "Don't you believe me?"

He squeezed Lu Qingze's hand slightly, stared at him and said, "Huaixue, you once told me that if you find someone you like, and you are sure of marrying him, you must plan to be a couple for the rest of your life. , I promise you, I can do it."

The handsome young man stared at him with bright eyes, his palms very hot.

Lu Qing had the illusion of being burned.

Reason told him that since ancient times, how many emperors could not take concubines or favor palace maids?

But emotionally, he could still feel that at least at this moment, Ning Juan was serious.

It was also because Ning Juan spoke too seriously, so he slowly pulled out his hand after being silent for a long time.

Every inch he took out, Ning Wan's heart became colder.

Lu Qing felt that he did the right thing.

When he couldn't give an answer, even if the chance of Ning Juan regretting it was only one in ten thousand, he didn't want Ning Juan to make a decision at this time.

He is older and more experienced than Ning Juan, and he has to be responsible for himself and Ning Juan.

Ning Juan closed his eyes, resisted the urge, and said in a hoarse voice, "Huaixue, I'm serious."

Lu Qing sighed silently: "It's not that I don't believe you, it's just..."

Just what, but couldn't say it for a while.

Ning Juan didn't get angry like before, didn't say anything, just pursed his lips, and after a long while, he nodded: "Rest early."

After speaking, he got up and left the warm pavilion.

For the first time, Lu Qing realized very clearly that he had hurt Ning tired.

No matter how enthusiastic a puppy is, there are times when it gets lost.

He wanted to say something to comfort Ning Juan, but he couldn't say anything.

What Ningyan wanted, he couldn't afford now.

After the people left, the warmth in the warm pavilion seemed to be taken away. Lu Qing also had no intention of reading. He leaned on the big welcome pillow, wandering around the world, thinking about this distorted teacher-student relationship, eating walnuts, His Majesty the Emperor Hand-kneaded, it's delicious.

When I almost figured it out a few times, I didn't dare to touch it because of something.

Slowly, he finished cleaning up a table of odds and ends, and the sky darkened unknowingly.

Lu Qing looked down at the table, only to find that Ning Juan didn't take the books with him. The content in it was not too important to say, but after putting it on hold for so many days, it was no longer light. Tired should come back to take it.

He was determined to wait for Ning Juan to come back, and then have a good talk with him, but after waiting for a long time, he didn't wait for Ning Juan to come back, so he had to limp out against the wall with the few recordings.

Changshun wasn't even outside, and was guarded by Changshun's apprentice, Anping.

Seeing Lu Qing coming out, Anping hurriedly bowed and bowed: "I have seen Mr. Lu."

Lu Qing nodded slightly at him: "Where's Your Majesty?"

Anping thought of what Master had ordered, and replied hesitantly, "Your Majesty took a rest at the Qianqing Palace."

Did you stop at the Qianqing Palace? Didn't you come to send Xuexuan tonight?

Lu Qing was stunned for a moment. He could feel that Ning Juan would climb into his bed in the middle of the night to warm his hands and feet, so he could sleep soundly.

When he woke up, Ning Juan went to court again.

This is a tacit secret that he doesn't open his mouth, Ning Juan will not say it.

Why did I go back to the Qianqing Palace to rest today... Is it because of the afternoon?

In the past, Lu Qing couldn't ask for it, hoping that Ning Juan would give up on him as soon as possible, but now... he didn't want to see Ning Juan sad.

In the blurry night, after Lu Qingze's eyelashes trembled slightly, he took out a few copies of the recordings in his sleeve: "Please take me there, Your Majesty forgot to take these copies."

Anping almost blurted out, "Then it's fine to let the servants take you there." He took a risk and lowered his head to answer, "Yes, the servants will prepare a sedan chair for you."

The sedan chair was ready quickly, while Lu Qing put on a windproof cloak and sat up. After a while, he arrived at the familiar Qianqing Palace.

Apparently, Ning Juan had already told him inside and out. When he saw Lu Qing, he came over, no one stopped him, and no one dared to show a strange expression. It was as if Lu Qing had always been alive and well, and there was no news of his death three years ago.

He was able to enter smoothly, and when he arrived at Ning Juan's bedroom, Lu Qing realized that Chang Shun was guarding the door, his face full of anxiety.

Seeing Lu Qingze coming, Changshun breathed a sigh of relief, and his face brightened: "Master Lu, you are finally here, come in and see Your Majesty!"

Lu Qing was just about to ask what was wrong, when he heard the crisp sound of the porcelain falling to the ground. He felt nervous, and he put the playbook in Changshun. Without asking too much, he pushed open the door and walked in. .

The outside was better, but when I walked into the inside, the house was full of messes, candles were knocked over, and in the dim light, it was faintly visible that priceless vases were broken, and there were not many good azure tea cups. The censer was overturned, and the ashes were scattered all over the ground.

Ning Juan was lying between a pile of clothes on the bed, trembling slightly all over, not even realizing that someone had entered the room.

Lu Qing didn't expect such a situation at all, and was stunned. He accidentally kicked a jar on his foot, and immediately alerted Ning Juan. A porcelain pillow was thrown over. Fortunately, he dodged in time, and the porcelain pillow wiped his face. On the side, it slammed into the wall with great force.

Ning Juan's cold voice came out between his teeth: "Get out."

What are they doing with such a temper?

Lu Qing frowned and called out, "Your Majesty."

Hearing his voice, Ning Juan trembled slightly, and raised his head slowly with scarlet eyes. Only then did Lu Qing realize that Ning Juan's state was not right.

The handsome face was extremely pale, the blue veins on his forehead were slightly exposed, and there was a dense layer of cold sweat floating.

He stared straight at Lu Qingze, who was standing in the shadows and looked a little vague, but he was not as eager as usual, his tone was dry and unwavering: "Are you here again?"

Lu Qing felt that something was wrong, and regardless of the pain in his feet, he immediately walked towards him.

Ning Juan turned and sat on the bed, watching him approaching motionlessly, saying to himself, "I know, just a few steps closer and you will disappear again."

He held his forehead, showing some pain: "...However, this is the first time you have come close to me... Every time I want to get close to you, you will disappear."

Lu Qing listened to him whispering softly and realized that Ning Wan seemed to be in a dream, thinking that he was fake.

He walked to Ning Wan with difficulty, bent down, and checked his condition: "I'm not dreaming... Guoguo, do you have a headache?"

Following Lu Qingze's approach, the fragrant and warm Mei Xiang also rushed over, filling her chest.

Ning Juan thought to himself, this was the most vivid dream he had ever dreamed in the past three years.

It seemed that Lu Qing was really still by his side.

He ignored Lu Qingze's words and didn't dare to touch it.

As soon as you touch it, it will disappear.

Lu Qing saw that he only stared at him for a moment, but did not speak. He reached out and touched his hand and face, only to realize that Ning Yan was actually cold and not warm.

"This is the disease Xu Shu gave you? What about the medicine Xu Shu prescribed?"

Seeing that Ning Juan still didn't speak, Lu Qing was anxious, turned around and wanted to go out to find Changshun for medicine.

Ningjuan's state is too wrong.

Unexpectedly, before he turned around and walked away, his wrist was grasped, and then a huge force suddenly came, dragging him to the bed, and his eyes suddenly darkened.

Ning Juan leaned over and pressed down, the suppressed gasping was filled with uncontrollable excitement and ecstasy: "I finally... caught you, teacher..."

did not disappear.

In this dream, Lu Qingze would actually touch him, and after being touched by him, he would not disappear.

He missed this hazelnut fragrance for more than a thousand days and nights.

This was the only antidote to the severe headache that nearly split his head in half.

Lu Qing was touched by his injured ankle and hissed in pain. Just as he was about to speak again, to wake up Ning Juan, who was completely irrational, Ning Jian clenched his jaw, forcing him to open his mouth and kiss him frantically. After coming down, this was a kiss that was deeper than any previous kiss. Lu Qing felt that his lips were torn apart, the tip of his tongue was bitten, and he couldn't breathe.

When he was almost suffocating, Ning Wan gave a hint of pity, let go of his lips, and turned to kiss his forehead, the tear mole at the corner of his eyes, the tip of his nose, and his chin.

All the way down, it sweetened his Adam's apple.

Lu Qingze's neck was extremely sensitive, and he was so stretched that he almost cried out.

Even more terrifying than that, the cloak on his body had been untied at some point, and the collar was also torn, and the snow-white complexion was almost glowing white in the dim room.

If you keep going, the situation will really get out of control.

Lu Qing's mind was in a mess, he pushed Ning Juan's head away, and his breathing was chaotic: "What are you doing crazy!"

"I'm not crazy."

Ning Juan actually heard this sentence, lowered his head, slowly pulled out his belt, and smiled at him: "Teacher, I'm begging you for joy."

The author has something to say:

Today is really mad dog hook.

I saw a reader asking about the little black house. In fact, there are others in the back. Ning Guoguo is holding the fire now, and it has not erupted yet. When the outbreak occurs, the good days of Huaixue will come (bushi)

Happy Tanabata! I wish you a happy candy eating, and a little extravaganza for the Qixi Festival~

Fanwai · Tanabata

After the Quartet was settled, the next year's Qixi Festival was also the first Qixi Festival between Lu Qingze and Ning Juan.

Although Ning Juan subjectively only wanted to celebrate the festival with Lu Qingze, the palace banquet still had to be set up.

In the evening of Qixi Festival, there is not only a palace banquet, but also a court in the morning.

His Majesty the Emperor was not very happy. When he woke up early in the morning, his face was gloomy.

In July, the summer heat had not subsided, but Lu Qing was very afraid of the heat. Although he disliked Ning Juan, he did not kick him out of bed, which proved his heart.

He was forcibly held and slept all night, and it was too hot in the morning. As soon as the heat source left, he rolled over comfortably, and he didn't bother at all.

Ning Juan looked down, but Lu Qing had been raised a lot better by him. He was no longer as pale as a piece of white paper. His lips were red last night, and he was breathing evenly. Calling Changshun as if he hadn't come to urge him, he bowed his head and kissed him.

Lu Qing was woken up in a daze, and pushed Ning Lian's chest, trying to get rid of His Majesty the emperor who was too sticky, but with a cat-like strength, not only did he not get rid of it, he was grabbed and kissed a few times, struggling to sleep in silk. The clothes slipped off his shoulders, and the young His Majesty stared at him, his eyes suddenly changed slightly.

Lu Qing, who had been harassed very late last night, got angry, kicked him, and scolded: "It's not over, not going to court?"

The temper is also getting bigger.

Ning Juan thought happily, and caught Lu Qingze again, took a bite on his shoulder, and thought regretfully: He didn't want to go to court early, I was afraid that Lu Qing would slap him.

After making Lu Qingze so angry, His Majesty the Emperor walked out of the bedroom without changing his face, changed his clothes in the warm pavilion next door, and went up to the court.

In the evening, the palace banquet was set under the galaxy, and the officials shared the fun.

Lu Qing, as the empress, naturally has to appear.

Although the courtiers still have occasional criticism, most of them don't say anything.

Before sitting down, Lu Qing glanced around. It was allowed to bring family members at the palace banquet. Many ministers brought their daughters in the family, and the reason was self-evident.

He smiled without saying a word, and swept across the daughters of each family with admiration, Ning Juan's forehead jumped, wishing to cover Lu Qingze's eyes, scolding all these ministers in his heart.

The two sat down, and the palace banquet had just started. The people singing and dancing in the courtyard were very lively.

On the Qixi Festival, the officials will be rewarded, and the officials will also present gifts to His Majesty.

The first few were quite normal, but when I got to the Minister of Rites, the taste suddenly changed. The Minister of Rites was one of the few old ministers who survived the wind and rain. There is nothing wrong with it, but the character is old-fashioned and can be seen. Xia Luqing sitting in that position is already very impressive, but the rest is hard for him to bear.

Therefore, the gift he offered was a "grinning and drinking music".

"Making and drinking music" is widely worshiped in Daqi folk, carrying everyone's sincere wishes for a child.

This is to show that even if the position of the empress is a man, or your teacher, I will endure it, but should you also accept a few concubines and spread the leaves?

Lu Qing raised his eyebrows and smiled, lowered his voice, and said, "Your Majesty, do you accept this gift?"

Ning Lan: "…"

How could he see a schadenfreude.

Ning Juan is undoubtedly a jar of vinegar, but Lu Qing has hardly ever eaten vinegar.

Ning Juan felt that he did a good job, so that Lu Qing had no sense of crisis, but occasionally he still wanted to see Lu Qing also jealous of himself.

Even if a minister urged him to have a child in public, Lu Qing was not angry!

Ning Juan was a little depressed, his eyes swept across the curvature of Lu Qingze's lips, and he suddenly felt blessed, swallowed the words he was about to say, and said lightly: "Zhou Shangshu's intentions, I know."

The Minister of Rites was overjoyed.

Has Your Majesty finally changed his mind?

Ning Juan didn't look at him anymore, but stared at Lu Qingze with a cold smile on the corner of his lips: "I will work hard."

Lu Qingze: "..."

Lu Qingze's smile gradually disappeared, and he suddenly realized that something was wrong.

How did this misfortune still lead to the east? !

When the night passed, Zhou Shangshu, who was full of joy, did not wait for the good news of His Majesty Na Fei.

Ning Juan put the grinding and drinking music on the head of the bed, and every night when Lu Qing saw that thing when he collapsed, he gritted his teeth with hatred, and wanted to sneak this thing down.

Ning Juan could see at a glance what he wanted to do, and quickly held his hand with his eyes and hands, with a hoarse voice and a smile: "Teacher, this is someone's intention. I have already worked hard, and you should work hard to get pregnant as soon as possible."

Lu Qing's hair was sweaty, his breath was broken, and he was so angry that he bit his forearm. Unfortunately, His Majesty's muscles were too hard. Damage is negligible.

Ning Juan liked that tooth mark very much, and took it to the court in good spirits, and returned in the evening to continue begging Lu Qingze to bite.

After the entire Qixi Festival, only Lu Qingze, who slept in bed for two days, was injured.