Imperial City

Wei Qi lifted the thin quilt on his body and rolled over, and walked lightly to the small square table of huanghuali wood and red pomelo a foot away. On the table was a small bronze square tripod stove, and a copper pot sat on the stove , the warm soup inside is steaming, and the gold silk and silver charcoal in the stove are burning red, but there is no choking unpleasant smell.

Wei Qi feared that the Pu-erh red robe tea would be too strong, and the sage would not be able to fall asleep after drinking it, so he picked a few dried white chrysanthemums to brew on his own initiative, and put a thin blue-and-white glazed cup on the back of his hand to try the tea. Warm, hot, just in the mouth to drink and warm.

Holding tea in both hands, he slowly stepped up the steps in front of the dragon's collapse.

Another older servant on duty was named Rucan, who was in his thirties. Seeing that Wei Qi had finished making tea, he hung up the curtain on the side of the bed and stepped aside.

The emperor got up and sat upright in bright yellow underwear, his long bare feet were exposed under the underwear, he didn't care too much, he stepped on the pedals with both feet.

"Your Majesty." Wei Qiwen called in a low voice, bowed his head and stretched his arms forward, lifting the teacup to the emperor.

The latter took it, opened the tea cover and took a sip, the mouth was fragrant, it was scented tea.

The emperor frowned, and looked at the tea-making eunuch standing half a zhang away (a little more than one meter), "Why did you serve the scented tea tonight." It was only for women.

His tone was quite impatient, like a father-in-law who was frightened and turned pale with fright, knelt down to plead guilty.Ancestors!Thousands of people on duty told me to make Pu'er, how can I be so frizzy and not have a long memory, so get out of such a basket!

Wei Qi knelt together, but he was not as afraid as Zhu Cong. It was his first night on duty, even if he made a mistake, he would not punish him severely.

"Returning to the Holy Spirit, the servant presented white chrysanthemum tea, which has the effect of calming the nerves. Because I was worried that the Holy Lord would not be able to rest after drinking too much at night, I made my own proposal and hoped that the Holy Lord would forgive me." Wei Qi bowed his head.

It was dark at night, and for fear of disturbing the emperor's rest, he only left an oil lamp on the west side of the lower head of the bed. Wei Qi was standing with his back to the light just now, so the emperor didn't notice him before, until someone said a few words. notice it.

"Wei Qi." The emperor said in a low voice, the word Wei Qi passed through his mouth into the silent night, and Wei Qi's heart trembled.

"Return to Your Majesty, slave Wei Qi."

"You are so courageous." This sentence is also flat, I don't know if I was really angry.

Rucan on the side is fighting with each other, at the moment, he only thinks of being wise and protecting himself, not daring to stand up for others by force.

Wei Qi quietly raised his eyes to observe the expression of the Holy Master at this moment, but unexpectedly, he bumped into the deeper eyes of that person in the night.

He shivered instinctively, kowtowed his head firmly, he wanted to apologize, he felt strange in his heart, it shouldn't be like this, according to common sense, he was on duty for the first time, and it was out of good intentions, the Holy Majesty should not blame him.

Wei Qi specially brewed white chrysanthemum tea, firstly to show his concern for the Holy Majesty, and secondly to test how much the Holy Majesty tolerated him.

Now it seems that the Holy Majesty did not treat him very special.

Just as he was thinking like this, he was about to speak, but saw the emperor drink up his tea and shouted.

"Get up."

"Hey." Still guessed right.

The emperor placed the empty teacup on the tray with a click.

Wei Qi hesitated: "Your Majesty still has orders"

"Yes." The latter tapped his knee, "Come here."

"Hey." Wei Qi dawdled and moved a few inches, feeling uneasy, secretly thinking that the Holy Majesty would not make up his mind now, and Grandpa An rested in the middle of the night.

The emperor looked at his timid look with cold eyes and felt it was funny, he grabbed the arm in front of him and pulled him closer.

The teacup swayed on the mahogany peony-patterned tray, and the ping-pong tipped over, spilling some of the remaining tea soup.

The emperor thought it was in the way, so he took the plate and handed it to the side.

Rucan has a bit of sharp eyesight at this moment, so he took it and stepped back.

Wei Qi let out a low cry, the emperor's momentum was overwhelming, and the breath he exhaled was scorching hot.

The hem of the dark purple satin swept across the bright yellow silk, the former flustered, his eyes flickering and flickering, revealing a bit of spirit.

really. . .Sure enough, there is nothing good about staying overnight!

What should we do now? If Mr. An knows that he has been on the dragon's floor as an errand at night, he will be punished tomorrow. By then, everyone in the palace will know, what face will there be!

And today the Queen's master in the inner study also mentioned himself, I'm afraid she has already known what happened a while ago, I can no longer attract attention!

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty!" Wei Qi had no choice but to find an excuse to push back, "I just... just drank two full cups of hot tea just now." He bit the word "full" very hard.

The meaning in the words is that I am a eunuch, and I will not be able to hold back after drinking too much tea.

How could the emperor not know what he was thinking, and he didn't plan to do anything about it, he just teased him for a while, it was in the middle of the night, and there were important things to do tomorrow morning.

"I never asked you if you were thirsty." He hooked his lips, "Why do you have to ask me to serve tea for your slave for the first time on duty?"

"Ah?" Wei Qi was dumbfounded, raised his head and stared blankly at the person, and realized after a moment that he was being self-indulgent, and the emperor didn't want him to be lucky.

His blood was full of blood, and his face was flushed with embarrassment, but luckily he couldn't be seen much in the dark.

The father-in-law on the other end was sweating coldly in anxiety, and he was entangled, should the majesty want it or not? If he wanted it, he would have to call up Mr. An right now.

"What's going on in your slave's head"

Wei Qizhi faltered and felt guilty, his eyes dodged around, he couldn't tell the truth, so he had to plead guilty: "Your servant is stupid, you should die, you are only negligent on duty today, please forgive me, Your Majesty."

His wrists were bound in the palms of the people, and he tried his best to support himself in order not to fall over, his legs gradually weakened and trembled slightly.

The emperor swept him from head to tail, snorted, and loosened his grip.

"Stand back."

"Hey." Wei Qi breathed a sigh of relief.

The emperor lay back and closed his eyes to rest. Wei Qi lowered the bed curtains one by one and bowed down.

Beside the screen, the father-in-law's heart fell back into his stomach, and he thought to himself, "It's really not worth it tonight. From now on, I shouldn't watch the night with Wei Qi, it's too scary."

On the second day, the emperor got up at Maoshi, and Wei Qi and others knelt down in front of his feet to put on his boots. General Fang put them on, and An Xi led his servants in to serve him.

Several servants who were on duty for the night retreated, and went to the outside room. Wei Qi and Zhu Cong exchanged glances, tacit understanding that there is no need to tell others what happened last night.

After one day on duty, everything was safe and sound.

In the evening, in the East Nuan Pavilion of the Hall of Mental Cultivation, the emperor said to retreat, (the emperor who mentioned Mensao was called Xuan Wei Qi earlier.)

Anxi responded and withdrew from the arrangement.

As the dew deepened and the cold wind howled, the paper lanterns in the hands of the four servants under the veranda gave off a dim light at night, swaying with the wind.

Wei Qi walked in the middle, and Zheng Qi was still the leader.

Just now before he opened the door, he was more polite to himself, unlike the last time what he said pierced into people's hearts.

Wei Qi knows that everyone in Qianqing Palace now understands that the Holy Majesty is very special to him, in fact, sometimes he feels the same way.

Bestowing gold, silver and jewels, there is so much love in the room - caressing and promoting him as a personal servant, even if he deliberately made the wrong tea last night to try, the Holy Majesty never blamed him, and even joked with him.

Wei Qi was thoughtful, maybe this time is a good time.

Eunuch Wu, the supervisor in charge of the inner court, did not see Wei Qi for a few more days. Seeing him dressed in purple, he was shocked, and thought to himself: He is really an ancestor.

As the head of a court, it is not easy to reach the third rank at fifty and four. Wei Qi is only 17 years old, so young, he is already the fourth rank when he is still young.

It's not that there are people in the palace who have been promoted to the fourth rank in a row, but no matter who they are, they are all in their [-]s and [-]s, so there is no one so young.

Although this rank is not very glorious, who dares to say that the one above likes it is the most important thing.

However, the tree attracts the wind, unless that person intends to keep him locked up in the Qianqing Palace, something will happen sooner or later.

But that man is a cold-hearted master. He has been in charge of the inner court supervisor for so many years, and the court ladies who come and go have seen a lot, and none of them have a good end.

The women in the harem are all like man-eating beasts, they swallow them alive and strip their bones without vomiting.

He just waited and waited for the good show. Right now, the fire was cooking oil, and the flowers were blooming. One day, he might end up with a three-foot white silk, with his head in a different place.

Eunuch Wu smiled like a brilliant rose, and stepped forward to greet him.

"Master Zheng! Master Wei! I hope you two are here! How are you two?"

"It's okay." Zheng Qi put on the airs of a former imperial eunuch and didn't reveal much.

Wei Qi was silent and didn't answer, Zheng Qi was not in his turn here.

The former didn't say much, but only ordered to be patient and take care of him carefully, so he led the two eunuchs back, leaving the other two servants to wait for others.

The ebony bathtub is large, filled with hot soup, and the steam is curling up. There are four copper charcoal basins in the room, which is very warm.

Xiaoqianzi and another servant scrubbed Wei Qi with a silk towel, the force was very light, much gentler than before, probably because he was afraid of leaving a mark if it was too heavy, and the Holy One would not like it when he saw it.

Wei Qi wanted to laugh a little, look, it's unusual to win that person's favor, even the bath veil was replaced with silk cloth.

He sighed comfortably, rested against the bathtub with his right palm covering his face and eyes closed.

Let's enjoy it first, and we will have to suffer later.

Xiaoqianzi dried his body for him, fetched white cotton and linen obscene clothes, Wei Qi put them on, and went to the cubicle.

The compartment is a side room, full of utensils and a charcoal basin. It is different from the cold and damp big room for the first time, but no matter what the difference, it is all dirty.

Wei Qi consciously walked to the bench in the middle, and lay down meekly.

Although the room is warm, the bench is smooth and cold, the coldness comes from the chest and abdomen, making people shiver with cold.

He faced down and took off half of his obscene pants, so that his buttocks were exposed and tilted up.

Several servants guarding the house fetched jade-shi, cowhide tubes and other things.

When he was about to move, Wei Qi suddenly said: "Slow down."

The waiter was puzzled, "Master Wei, what's the matter?"

"I want to come by myself." Everyone in the inner court supervisor called him Wei Ye today, but Wei Qi couldn't open his mouth and called himself our family.

"This..." the servants hesitated, "This is not good, Mr. Wei."

The latter lowered his voice: "You guys make me uncomfortable."

Although he was as bare as a beast without dignity - buttocks, the servants did not dare to offend him.

Everyone exchanged looks in private, finally Xiaoqianzi spoke up and said: "Young one, let's ask Master Wu to show me."

Wei Qi ignored him and followed him away, lying motionless on his stomach in only thin and obscene clothes.

The servant was afraid that he would catch a cold, so he took his coat and wanted to cover it up, but he refused, and the servant could not do anything.

Wei Qi's face was calm and unwavering, but his eyes shimmered brightly, staring straight at the bluestone bricks in front of him without blinking.

This time he intentionally humiliated himself, and made up his mind to get rid of this dirty place.

Not long after, Xiaoqianzi entered the room and nodded to everyone.

The eunuchs quietly retreated.

The wooden door creaked shut, Wei Qi hooked his lips and chuckled, got up and walked slowly to the table of the Eight Immortals, took the ointment and jade gesture, turned back and lay down, bit the bullet and rubbed the oily ointment inside, smooth-smooth Then directly poke the jade into it.

He had already bit his wrist in advance, suppressing his throat pain.At this moment, there was sweat on his forehead, but his eyes were as firm as a rock and stubborn, and he was merciless.

I don't want to come to this hellish hell on earth again.