Quickly penetrate the host, she is deadly and seductive

Under the night, their eyes faced each other, and there was some undercurrent surging in their eyes. The atmosphere between the two was not as tense as before, but more harmonious, but there was an inexplicable hint of embarrassment and weirdness in that harmony. .

Shi Qing looked at Meng Xuanheng, a flash of light flashed across her eyes. She pretended to be weak, and her voice was a little weak, "Thank you, the regent, for saving me today."

Meng Xuanheng looked at Shi Qing's pale and weak face in the moonlight, and there was no trace of the wantonness and anger of the past.

Her already thin figure was shrouded in a wide robe, and her figure became even thinner and frailer, making her look inexplicably pitiful.

Meng Xuanheng looked at Shi Qing like this, and his already complicated mood seemed to be cast into a layer of gloom, which was a little unclear.

Meng Xuanheng stood motionless and looked at Shi Qing without saying a word. After a while, he slowly opened his mouth and whispered: "Since you are injured, just stay in the room and have a good rest."

After saying that, he turned around and walked out.

After taking two steps, Shi Qing's voice came from behind, "Wait a minute."

Hearing the sound, Meng Xuanheng paused in his steps, his dark eyes flashed, and he turned slightly sideways, staring at Shi Qing with his deep eyes.

"What's the matter?"

Shi Qing walked up to Meng Xuanheng, reached out and gently held Meng Xuanheng's wrist, lifted his hand, and then put the porcelain jar in Meng Xuanheng's hand.

"I heard that the regent was injured while trying to save me. I don't have anything, only this medicine."

Meng Xuanheng glanced at the porcelain bottle containing the ointment in his hand and said, "I'm not short of ointment. You can keep it for yourself."

Hearing this, Shi Qing's eyelashes trembled and drooped, and his voice was soft and low, "Yes, the regent was injured, and the imperial doctor must have given him excellent medicine. There is really no need for me to do anything extra."

With that said, Shi Qing took the porcelain jar back.

Meng Xuanheng looked at Shi Qing's lowered eyebrows. She obviously had no expression at all, but it made people feel that she was sad and depressed for no reason.

Shi Qing clutched the medicine jar, turned around and walked back.

Seeing that Shi Qing was about to pass by, Meng Xuanheng reached out and grabbed Shi Qing's arm, taking the ointment out of Shi Qing's hand, "Since you gave it to me, it's mine."

He paused and said again, "I can use it."

Meng Xuanheng let go of his hand, looked at Shi Qing and said softly: "There's no need to go to the morning meeting tomorrow. It's getting late. Go back and rest."

"Yeah." Shi Qing responded in a low voice, without saying anything else, and continued walking inside.

Where Meng Xuanheng couldn't see her, her dim eyes a moment ago were bright and smiling, and a cunning dark light disappeared from her eyes.

Meng Xuanheng stared at Shi Qing's back with squinted eyes. He didn't slowly look away until Shi Qing entered the room.

Did she come out so late because he never came back, so she came out specifically to find him and give him ointment?

The imperial doctor said that this little puppet was depressed. He thought that she must be very tired of him and probably didn't want to see him.

But he didn't expect that she was still thinking about his injury.

Doesn't she get tired of him and hold a grudge against him?

Meng Xuanheng looked down at the porcelain jar in his hand, a complex look flashed across his eyes like the dark night, and his slender fingers gradually tightened, holding the porcelain jar in his palm.

*

The next day.

Shi Qing didn't have to go to the morning court, so he stayed in bed to rest. When he was tired, he and Xiao An went to the yard to bask in the sun and chat.

As for Meng Xuanheng, except for that night, he never appeared in front of Shi Qing again.

Not only did Meng Xuanheng not appear, but those memorials also did not appear in front of Shi Qing again.

During the past few days of resting and recuperating, Shi Qing had not gone to the morning court. Later, after listening to Xiao An, she learned that Meng Xuanheng had handled the morning court and memorials on her behalf as the "emperor".

Shi Qing was even more happy. If it weren't for the mission, she wouldn't have wanted to be the emperor at all. Now that someone was taking over for her, it was too late for her to be happy.

Although Meng Xuanheng did not go to see Shi Qing, he knew about Shi Qing's situation because Xiao An came to report to him every day.

Listening to Xiao An's report and knowing that Shi Qing's condition was getting better and better, Meng Xuanheng felt that the haze in his heart had dissipated a lot.

Meng Xuanheng continued to attend the morning court on behalf of Shi Qing, and no one in the court dared to complain.

Because they all knew that Shi Qing was a puppet emperor, and Meng Xuanheng was really in charge of making decisions, so it made no difference to them whether Shi Qing was there or not.

*

Time flies by quickly, and soon the Double Ninth Festival is here.

On the day of the Double Ninth Festival, a palace banquet was held in the palace to entertain the ministers and their families. The originally deserted palace instantly became much livelier.

On such an important day, Shi Qing still needs to come forward.

However, Shi Qing didn't like wearing that dragon robe, so he changed into a simple moon-white robe.

After the ministers and their families arrived, they sat down according to their positions. The ministers sat in front and their families sat behind the ministers.

After everyone arrived, Shi Qing and Meng Xuanheng appeared at the palace banquet together.

As the father-in-law shouted: "Your Majesty, the regent has arrived."

The people present immediately stood up from their positions, saluted and knelt down, "Join your Majesty, the Regent."

With everyone kneeling in worship, Shi Qing and Meng Xuanheng walked up to the high platform step by step. Both of them were on the high platform.

The whole time the two of them walked up, those who were kneeling kept their heads bowed respectfully. It wasn't until Shi Qing sat down and asked them to get up that everyone got up and sat down.

After the palace banquet began, the first performances were some singing, dancing and playing. The sound of the piano was melodious and beautiful, and the dancing postures were also extremely beautiful.

After the performance of the palace dancers, the children of the ministers performed some performances, some performed swordsmanship, some performed painting, and some danced and played the piano.

But those were the ones I kept turning over and over again. Shi Qing was quite interested at first, but after watching too much, he felt a little bored.

Shi Qing looked sideways at Meng Xuanheng, "Prince Regent, I want to go to the toilet (to go to the bathroom) and have to leave for a while."

Meng Xuanheng lowered his eyes and glanced at Shi Qing's right hand, which was covered by his sleeve. He had seen the little puppet secretly take a small pot of wine.

He said he wanted to go on a trip, but he got bored and found an excuse to leave and find a place to drink.

But in the end, he didn't say anything, pretending not to know, nodded, and whispered: "Go ahead."

"Okay." Shi Qing stood up immediately and walked out quickly, as if he was in a hurry.

Meng Xuanheng looked at Shi Qing's back as he quickly left. He didn't look back until he could no longer see the figure and looked ahead.

Meng Xuanheng looked at the woman of an unknown minister who was dancing in front of him. Looking at the graceful dance, there was no wave in his deep eyes. He only glanced at it and then looked away.

He lowered his eyes and pondered for two seconds, then looked sideways at Mu Jiu, and tapped his fingers twice on the table.

Mujiu immediately stepped forward and leaned down.

Meng Xuanheng whispered a few words quickly to Mu Jiu, and then Mu Jiu left there.

After Shi Qing left the palace banquet, he found a quiet place nearby to sit, took out the wine he had just hidden, and drank while admiring the moon.

While he was drinking, Shi Qing felt footsteps approaching. He looked around and found that it was Zhao Xi and her maid.