Imperial City

In the middle of the night Wei Qi dreamed of the emperor.

In fact, this is not the first time. I have dreamed about it before, but I just felt the pain. The strong force exerted by the palm covering the back, the tight and tight deep collision, the buttocks - flesh squeezed The feeling of pressure has disturbed the tired and deep sleeper many times.

But this time it was different, Wei Qi saw the emperor's face in his dream, he thought in a daze, he clearly turned his head sideways, how could he see it so clearly?

Today, his eyes are deep and deep, as if he is firmly pinned on him, his thin lips are tightly pursed, and his eyebrows are slightly frowned, which is as serious and serious as his expression when he is thinking about state affairs during the day, but there is a difference.

Wei Qi couldn't tell what was the difference.

It's just the sweat falling from the emperor's body, his scorching temperature, and the panting breath that came out of his head after the scene, everything was so real that it was frightening.

He chuckled close to his ear, called a dog slave, and then sullenly wanted to give death penalty for a moment.

Wei Qi writhed and struggled on the ground, and finally woke up from the dream, gasping for breath.

The soft blue-white moonlight poured into the room through the window. The person who collapsed got up, sat quietly for a while, and suddenly gently lifted the obscene clothes at the waist.

His body was clean and comfortable, and his back was cool, Wei Qi knew that Xiaoqianzi took care of him very well.

He lowered his head and leaned closer to his waist for a closer look, the night was dim, and he could not see clearly with the moonlight, but Wei Qi could feel the marks left there, the swelling and pain reminded that the hot and rough touch of the fingertips was still incomplete, I don't know when it will disappear.

When will it stop, Wei Qi is worried and hugs his head with a small face.

Why hasn't the Holy Majesty been tired?I thought that after I obeyed, I would be bored today, but a few days passed, but I didn't wait for the disgust I imagined.

Jinshang's eyes are as sharp as a black sword's insight into everything, and he can see through his self-righteous little tricks without making a fuss. His heart is also like an unfathomable abyss. Wei Qi knows the danger, but he is still cautious step by step.

If obedience is wrong and resistance is wrong, is the only thing to do now is to wait?

But he was really afraid that even though the Qing Palace was as strict as an iron bucket, if things went on like this for a long time, there would always be a time when the news would leak out. If the masters of the harem knew that the Holy One was addicted to male sex, what would happen to him?How will the ancestors and the empress master deal with him?

Am I going to bear the crime of seducing the Holy Majesty's licentious eunuch, and die under Wei's surname and Shan Qi's name?

Wei Qi knew well that the Holy Majesty would never violate filial piety just because he was a slave to compete with his ancestors.

No, he said to himself: I want to live, now that I have reached this point, I want to live to reunite with my parents, to support brother Jiacai, then why would I not have the courage to live even if I am not afraid of death.

It is ridiculous to think about death and dou qi now, but he is not living well now.

Wei Qi's mind was confused, his eyes were open and he sat in a daze until dawn.

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After another day's rest, he returned to the imperial court and resumed his post.

Holding a rosewood red lacquered tray, Wei Qi hesitated in front of the door of the inner study, not daring to step in. He always felt that he could already feel the oppressive aura within ten feet of the emperor.

And the last time I pretended to be asleep, my sage found out, but now I don't know how to deal with it.

This matter is a deception, but it is a deception between the bed.Who would be so stupid as to openly plead guilty?Is it possible that you should die as a servant of the Tao, you should not pretend to be asleep to coax you to caress you softly, but I really don't want to go to the inner court prison again.

Isn't it courting death?

Wei Qi wanted to turn around and flee, but he just thought about it, and he walked in steadily.

The inner study was still as quiet as before, and Wei Qi quietly moved forward along the past path, getting closer.

However, for some reason, when he was still two feet away from the emperor, his legs and feet became weak, his hands trembled unceasingly, the teacup vibrated softly on the tray, the sound was not loud, but Wei Qi felt it was deafening, as if it was ringing in his ears.

He was puzzled why he was so flustered today, since it was clear that he had never been like this in the past few days.

His palms were sweating, and he kept telling himself not to shake, not to shake, hoping to calm down.

But useless.

The vibration of the teacup gradually became louder, and the sound was particularly abrupt in the quiet room.

The servants standing on both sides wondered, this Wei Qi is usually the most calm, why is he so negligent and cowardly today.

An Xi frowned. He stood behind the emperor, and he had been caring for Wei Qi since he entered the palace.

But fortunately, the Emperor's excerpts were carefully approved, and he didn't notice the sound of this idea.

Wei Qi trembled his hands to stop writing at the table, put down the teacup, but when he took down the cold tea, he lost his balance and knocked it over on the tray, making an abrupt bang sound.

The emperor swept his eyes away and looked over with a frown.

Anxi had no choice but to close her eyes, and the servants on both sides shrank their hands and feet, lowering their heads and not daring to look.

Wei Qi was frightened for a moment, knelt down and bowed his head to plead guilty.

"God forgive me!"

The emperor frowned and wanted to reprimand, but the lying body looked familiar, it was that slave.

"Get off, stupid things are in the way." A sentence scolded.

He was not punished.

"Hey." Wei Qi took his things and hurriedly got up to salute and rolled away.

An Xi was stunned behind her: Is this the end?The Holy One dislikes being harassed when reviewing papers, and he sent a servant last time, but today he let Wei Qi go.

He sneaked a peek at the Holy Majesty, but he could only see his stalwart back, and thought to himself: It is different to lie on a bed, but he should be soft-hearted.

This Wei Qi came out of the hall, still in shock, breathing while rubbing his chest.

Fortunately, he escaped for a while, if he was punished by the Holy Spirit again, he would have to be the subject of a whole month's talk.

However, he didn't know that he had already become the subject of everyone's talk, and today he added more talk.

Wei Qi, tea servant in front of the imperial court, hey!Yes! That's Wei Qi!He knocked over the teacup in front of the Holy Majesty today, twenty or so servants on duty in the hall saw him, but the Holy Majesty didn't punish him, only asked him to step down, isn't it strange?Is it connivance?

Tsk tsk, great fortune, great fortune!

Wei Qi put away his things, turned around and went back to the corner of the inner study to wait.

Half an hour later, the emperor crossed the note on the request for heavy corvee with a red pen, and felt much refreshed after writing a few curse words.

He threw away the pen, picked up the hot tea on his left, took a few sips and put it down, stretched his body and leaned against the back of the chair, resting his head on the armrest with one hand, and casually playing with the jade pendant around his waist with the other.

When his eyes touched the blue-gray tassel hanging under the jade pendant, the emperor's heart moved slightly, and he looked at Wei Qi who was not far away by the wall.

Wei Qi stood in the corner with his head down, his arms close to his sides, as if he was a clay sculpture.

Gradually, he realized that something was wrong, the line of sight cast from the front side was too obvious, it didn't feel good to be stared at by people, especially by the emperor.

Why are you looking at me suddenly?Was he flustered because of what happened just now?

Wei Qi was sweating on his forehead, and his calf began to tremble slightly. Sweat accumulated between his fingers, and the sweat dripped down and hit the black marble floor tiles, gradually accumulating.

The emperor was tired for a while, he wanted to see Wei Qi for entertainment, and had no other intentions.

Seeing his trembling and terrified posture now, he recalled the scene of this servant pretending to be on the ground two days ago, trembling under his own palm while resisting sticking it to his palm, and he couldn't help thinking it was funny .

His gaze was all the way down from the top of the person's head, looking slowly and carefully, he was in good shape.

Wei Qi became more and more uneasy.

An Xi stood behind, and could only see the stretched back of the Dian Zisheng resting and the fingers wrapped around the tassels, but he didn't know that he was teasing people at the moment.

Here, Wei Qi's lips turned white, he was sweating profusely, he was trembling like a fence, but he didn't dare to raise his head.

If the enemy does not move, I will not move, he thought this way to dispel the idea of ​​kneeling down to plead guilty.

The emperor curled his lips, this slave is so interesting, why not transfer him to his side to relieve boredom.

A foot away from Wei Qi, another servant on duty caught a glimpse of the person beside him trembling from the corner of his eyes, wondering, the room is very warm, why is Wei Qi shaking?

He raised his eyes and glanced inadvertently, his face turned pale with fright, Your Majesty!Your Majesty. . .

The servant's legs were weak, and his feet staggered. The emperor's eyes swept coldly, and he frowned in displeasure.

However, this matter is not easy to punish, and the latter stood up to review the papers.

In the evening, in the East Nuan Pavilion of the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

The emperor sat reclined and rested on the rosewood five-screen primrose plum pattern inlaid marble arhat bed.

There was a chessboard on the kang table, and he played chess slowly, one after another, and suddenly called out for Anxi.

Anxi took a step forward, bowed his hands and saluted: "The servant is here."

"What did the newly transferred servants call for in the past few months?"

"Returning to your majesty, the name of the new servant transferred to you is Li Yuan, who was the former foreman of the imperial court." Anxi didn't know why a servant would be mentioned today, so he had to answer the truth without saying much.

"En." The emperor responded, "It's Li Yuan."

"Return him to where he came from."

"Hey." Although An Xi didn't know why the Holy One didn't like this person, and the original transfer order was clearly approved by him, but he still respectfully complied.

"My lord, in this way, there is a vacancy for your personal servant. This servant is so bold, you see... who should take the place?" As soon as he said these words, his heart skipped a beat, and he had a guess.

"Wei Qi." The emperor held a black chess piece in his hand, slowly rubbed his fingertips, and dropped a piece.

The former came to a sudden, so it was.

"Hey." He suppressed his uneasiness.

The person who warmed the bed has become a personal servant again, and the order will be transferred tomorrow, what should the people in the Qianqing Palace think about it?

On the second day before Wei Qixia was on duty, Eunuch Quan, the foreman eunuch, left him alone. Anxi ordered him to return to the position of deputy foreman. In any case, this anger cannot be vented to him.

Wei Qiyou had been promoted to a rank, and in just a few months, he was transferred from the eunuch in charge of storage in the Hall of Mental Cultivation to the Imperial Palace, and then from the Imperial Imperial Palace to become the emperor's personal servant. Eye-catching enough.

"Hey." Wei Qi responded, although he was surprised, he also had some thoughts.

Could it be that the Holy One has taken a fancy to himself?

As he thought this way, the little tricks of the past few days began to show up again.

Wei Qi took office immediately, and went to Anxi's place with the eunuch foreman. He personally took charge of the personal servants of the Holy Majesty.

It was still dark at the moment, but it was only Yinshi ([-]:[-] am to [-]:[-] am), according to the rules of the palace, the emperor had to go to the court or listen to the government at the imperial gate on the fifth day of each month.

Today, I am diligent, and change to listening to the government on the fifth and tenth of each month, and I get up before Mao hour ([-]:[-] am to [-]:[-] am) every day.

The master is so diligent, how can the subordinates be lazy, especially the personal servants, naturally they need to get up early, it is not too late, so Anxi made all the arrangements, and waited for the eunuch on duty in the side room of the Hall of Mental Cultivation to deliver the message.

Eunuch Quan led Wei Qi into the house, but An Xi was stunned at first glance.

The former was promoted from a sixth-rank imperial eunuch to a fourth-rank eunuch, and now he has changed his outfit.

The top of the sixth-rank feathers is gray, and the fourth-rank is dark blue. At this moment, the peacock feathers on the back of the velvet hat on his head are thick and new, and they are already dark blue. Surrounded by black fox fur, his fair little face looks younger and more handsome.

The blue-gray plain eunuch robe has also been replaced by a deep purple satin robe with large bat patterns on the front and back chests, magnificent peacock patterns embroidered on the patch, agate bead strings on the chest, and tied on the legs. Embroidered hundred poultry leg belt with complicated patterns and decorations.There are still short boots on the feet, but they are surrounded by dark green fur.

It's just a change of clothes, a little dressing up, and it's already extravagant.

Being young but suppressing this body, An Xi couldn't help but sigh that young people are formidable.