Quick Wear: After being conquered by the male protagonist, he said I was sick

When Qin Zheng entered the palace from the general's mansion, the air was slightly cool and the sky was hazy.

The majestic and solemn imperial palace looks like a man-eating behemoth under the hazy blue sky, which is frightening at first sight.

Qin Zheng stepped into the palace step by step. For some reason, the closer he got, the calmer he felt.

It was not until I stood under the wall of the emperor's bedroom that I seemed to find the answer.

The palace was heavily guarded. Qin Zheng avoided the eunuchs and guards who were on night watch and entered the emperor's bedroom. Under the dim light, Qin Zheng had a sullen expression. He lifted his robe, sat quietly beside the dragon bed, and stared at the emperor who was sleeping with his eyes closed for a long time.

I don't know what he was thinking with his eyes downcast.

After looking for a long while, he reached out his hand from his wide sleeves and gently stroked the eyebrows and eyes of the man on the dragon bed.

From the brows, cheeks to lips.

He can't let it go, as if he is playing with a favorite treasure.

Jiang Que, who woke up when Qin Zheng entered the room, felt itchy. He waited for a long time but this guy was still touching him.

It’s okay to touch it, but can you please touch the right places?

It's been several generations, and there's still no progress.

He moved his hands hanging by his side, wanting to teach the man what to do.

Before she opened her eyes, Qin Zheng, who was sitting upright beside the bed, had already leaned over. He was testing her at the beginning, and ended up sucking more greedily.

"Your Majesty, Jiang Que."

Soft whispers flowed out of Qin Zheng's mouth uncontrollably, until he climbed onto the dragon bed and kissed Jiang Que's mouth along his neck.

It would be inappropriate for Jiang Que not to wake up now.

He opened his eyes, moved his hands hanging by his sides, and raised them to clasp Qin Zheng's head.

Qin Zheng didn't expect Jiang Que to wake up at this time. His body stiffened. Seeing that he didn't push him away, he held Jiang Que's waist and continued.

"Your Majesty." Qin Zheng stroked Jiang Que's eyebrows, leaned over to look him in the eye, took his hand and gently rubbed it on his cheek, and said, "Please forgive me for the offense."

Qin Zheng's clothes were clean and tidy. After he finished speaking, covered by his wide robe, Qin Zheng frowned, paused for a breath, and slowly went down.

Jiang Que held his body with his hands and looked at his face.

"Knock knock." There was a knock on the door.

The chief eunuch, not knowing that there was someone inside, stood at the door and called Jiang Que to get up: "Your Majesty, it's time to go to court."

Qin Zheng, who was inside the room, leaned over and hugged Jiang Que, saying in an unhappy tone: "Tell him to get out."

Jiang Que raised his eyebrows: "General Qin, it's not good for the king not to attend the court early. How do you want the history books to write about me?"

Qin Zheng frowned and pinched Jiang Que's neck, exuding a fierce and reckless temperament: "You are also a tyrant anyway, what impact does it have on you whether you attend court early or not?"

Jiang Que thought it made sense: "That's true."

Staring at Qin Zheng's furrowed brows and seeing that he was having trouble moving forward, Jiang Que was kind enough to help him press down harder.

Qin Zheng used force to pinch Jiang Que's neck.

"Your Majesty?" The chief eunuch heard the noise and thought Jiang Que had woken up, so he shouted again.

The voice of the eunuch chief outside the door brought Qin Zheng back to his senses. Seeing that Jiang Que was almost strangled by him, he steadied himself and let go of his hand.

He leaned over Jiang Que and said, "Your Majesty, tell him to get out."

He kind of can't hold on.

Qin Zheng leaned against him. Jiang Que put his hand on his back and hugged him. He cleared his throat and said to the outside, "I can't get up and will not attend the court. Tell the ministers to go back to the palace."

"Your Majesty!" the chief eunuch was a little anxious.

How can you not want to go to court just because you can't get up?

You are the emperor.

Jiang Que held Qin Zheng in his arms and said, "If you keep talking, I'll chop you off, too."

The chief eunuch at the door: "..."

Banned.

Qin Zheng did not sleep all night, with his mouth covered to prevent him from making a sound. He was busy until dawn, when the sun shone on the mountaintops.

When Qin Zheng woke up, Jiang Que was already dressed and sitting on the couch by the window, dealing with today's memorials.

Because most of the court officials had been killed, those who remained, no matter who they were from, wrote their memorials with all their heart and soul.

Compared with colleagues, they are all afraid that they are not working hard enough and will be dragged down and chopped off.

The clothes given to Qin Zheng were placed on the bedside like last time.

Qin Zheng got up and dressed himself.

Even though he had a strong physique, he still paused slightly when getting out of bed and putting on his shoes.

Jiang Que was busy reviewing papers. When he heard the noise, he pointed to the dining table not far away with his pen: "Lunch."

Qin Zheng raised his eyes and looked over. The table was full of food, which was still steaming. It must have been served not long ago.

Qin Zheng raised his hand and saluted Jiang Que: "Thank you, Your Majesty."

Qin Zheng was about to bow, but he couldn't bend his waist anymore, so he just stood there straight, looking very impolite.

Jiang Que glanced at him out of the corner of his eye, curled his lips without saying anything, and waved his hand to tell him to go and eat quickly.

After Qin Zheng finished his meal, Jiang Que used a pen to tap on the daily record that Qin Zheng brought with him during the Yinshi (three to five in the morning).

Kindly remind: "General Qin, why didn't I attend the court today? General, please write carefully, many people are waiting to read it."

Qin Zheng who was standing aside: "..."

He rolled his fingers under his sleeves, looked at Jiang Que calmly, took the book, and nodded slightly: "Your Majesty, rest assured, I will report the truth."

Not long after, when Jiang Que flipped through the diary again, he saw a line written in Qin Zheng's heroic handwriting on it: Your Majesty had a late-night conversation with General Qin, and was very sleepy, so he got up late and did not attend the court.

These words...

Jiang Que felt strange.

Looking back at Qin Zheng's serious expression, he told a half-truth, and he didn't feel embarrassed at all about making up stories.

It's like, "Just ask me to write in this style, it's up to you whether you want it or not."

Jiang Que pursed his lips, stopped smiling, ignored it, and closed the book.

Jiang Que felt really sleepy when he was halfway through reviewing the memorial.

The rest pulled Qin Zheng over to continue criticizing him, while they sat aside.

Slowly, she leaned on Qin Zheng's shoulder and fell asleep unknowingly.

Qin Zheng opened the memorial, and when Jiang Que's head slowly leaned on his shoulder, the hand holding the pen paused. He thought of something, and his fingers trembled slightly unconsciously.

He took out a piece of paper and quickly wrote a letter to Si Ling.

Before he finished writing, Qin Zheng crumpled the paper into a ball and burned it clean with fire.