Imperial City

It was about the same time, and guessing that someone should come outside to remind him, Wei Qi took a handkerchief to wipe off the sweat on his body, and put his good things away.

Not long after, Xiaoqianzi and others knocked on the door.

Wei Qi called in, his voice a little weak, but he has always been like this after such things, so they didn't pay attention to it.

The eunuch Tuofei wrapped the naked person with a bright yellow winter quilt, and the tooth marks left just now were on the inside of the wrist. Wei Qi deliberately covered it up, but everyone didn't notice it.

Walking to the outside, the two of Qianqing Palace didn't dare to open it up to take a closer look, now Wei Qi's grade is already one level higher than them.

The path leading to the Qianqing Palace from the Inner Court Supervisor was as quiet as usual, even if there were occasional patrolling guards who saw the bright yellow color from a distance, they gave way wisely and did not dare to ask more questions.

Wei Qi was lying on the shoulders of the concubine and eunuch, getting used to the slight bumps under his body. At this moment, he was thinking about how many times he would walk this road from the hot summer to the cold winter, and whether today would be the last time.

It's freezing cold, tomorrow will be severe cold, and it may snow in a few days.

The winter quilt was very thick, and there were two Mrs. Tang inside. Wei Qi was not cold, but his bare head and face were cold. His eyeballs were a bit astringent, his eyelids were clenched, and he felt drowsy.

When it was carried into the Hall of Mental Cultivation, it managed to open its eyes.

The emperor was still leaning on the bed and reading a book, this time it was "Qi Min Yao Shu".

Anxi led the servants back.

Inside the bed curtain, Wei Qi struggled dizzily to get out, and slowly got into the mattress.

The emperor's body is much more relaxed, as hot as a stove.

For the first time, he felt the desire to get close, but he quickly stopped after realizing it.

Sure enough, when people are sleepy, their brains don't work well.

Wei Qi had tossed about in the inner court prison and hadn't eaten before, so he was a little exhausted now, and when he crawled to the emperor's chest, he pushed the mattress two or three times but failed to get his head out.

The latter put down the scroll in his hand, folded his arms and watched, a small head under the quilt moved randomly.

Tsk, why are you so stupid.

He waited impatiently, reached into the quilt to grab a bunch of messy black hair, and lifted him out.

Wei Qi opened his mouth and panted unsteadily, lowered his eyes a little ashamed, presumably knowing that he had done something stupid.

His face was originally pale, but he blushed a little from being stuffed in the mattress, the emperor didn't notice that the person in front of him was a little weak.

He turned over and pressed the person down, his broad palms swam along the delicate skin of the person's back, all the way down.

The palm was too warm, Wei Qi felt comfortable, but couldn't help but take the initiative to move up.

The emperor was surprised and raised the corners of his lips to look at him.

The latter frowned and narrowed his eyes slightly, as if a little sleepy.

I can still fall asleep while lying on my dragon bed

The emperor slapped him hard on the buttocks.

Wei Qi woke up with a start, opened his eyes wide and looked back, with mist rising in his eyes, he couldn't help yawning, and quickly covered it with his palm, the mist condensed into tears and slid down.

It looks like this. . .It's kind of pitiful.

The emperor thought, while slowly burying himself.

Wei Qi cried out in pain, his voice was high-pitched, and the ending was long, which made everyone outside the house tremble, wondering in his heart, didn't the Holy Majesty treat Wei Ye very well recently, why did he start to torment people again.

"What's the matter?" The emperor in the room asked Wei Qi by his ear, how could he hurt him if I didn't play around in one go.

Wei Qi felt a little scared in his grievance, and said in a soft voice: "Slave...it hurts."

The kitten's yelling sound was soft, as if he was being bullied by someone.

The emperor pulled it out, lifted the quilt, and peeled off the place with two fingers to check, the outer circle was swollen.

"What's going on?" He frowned.

"If you go back to the Holy Master, don't worry about it, slave. I couldn't hold back the sound just now, which disturbed your interest. I will die for you. After a while, I will definitely keep my mouth shut, slave..."

"Shut up." The emperor interrupted, impatient to hear his chatter.

"I asked you why you were hurt." He lowered his face, pinched Wei Qi's jaw, and turned his head to face himself.

The stupid thing can't even answer a word, just rambling.

"Return...to answer to the words of His Majesty, it's a slave...it's my own fault, don't do the work of the inner court supervisor." Wei Qi lowered his eyes, even though he said so, his face was sad and about to cry.

How could the inner court supervisor let him be so nonsense? The emperor didn't believe it. He knew that since ancient times, the world has looked down on eunuchs, and those who climbed into the dragon tamei are even more despised.

Even the servants who are also eunuchs look down on such people, thinking that they have ruined the reputation of this profession and provoked them to be scolded together.

The wound on his back may be due to how much he offended someone in the past, or because his promotion made people feel jealous, and he despised him for using his beauty to earn his career, and deliberately abused him.

There is a second possibility for this matter, the emperor carefully looked at Wei Qi's expression.

The slave under him is also very restless and stubborn, so I don't know if it was his scheme to make me feel pity, or someone in the inner court prison who offended him wants to use my hand to take revenge .

If it's the former, the inner court prisoner clearly knew about my call—fortunately, he still made it difficult on purpose, and really didn't take me seriously.

If the latter. . .

Wei Qi didn't know that the emperor had many thoughts in a few moments, and he couldn't respond for a long time, and his heart was troubled.

Was that wrong just now? Was it too hasty? Wei Qi was annoyed, he was still too tender for the emperor, and lost his sense in the panic.

The emperor's eyes were too deep, no matter how majestic and calm the people rolling past on the battlefield could not conceal the bloody hostility, Wei Qi pursed his lips and pressed his teeth trembling.

The deep tooth marks on the inside of the wrist were exposed, and the emperor glanced over, half-believing for a moment.

"Your Majesty...slave, can this slave...not go to the Inner Court any longer?" Wei Qi raised his eyes, showing earnest pleading.

But this should not be asked, not right now.

It turned out to be waiting for me here.The emperor sneered in his heart, he was still too young to hold his breath.

He squeezed Wei Qi's delicate jaw tightly, and buried his fingers into the delicate flesh. Although the latter was in pain, he had to hold his breath and dare not make a sound.

The emperor chuckled in his ear, the breath he exhaled was scorching hot, but the words he uttered were cold.

"What makes you think," he said slowly, "that I would break the rules of my ancestors for a slave?" The thin lips lightly pressed against the soft earlobes, and the whispers were like the rubbing of ears between loving couples. control.

Wei Qi fell into an ice cellar.

This is really embarrassing, he is too self-sufficient.

Shame, anger, grievance, all kinds of feelings stuck in his throat, even if he wanted to shed a few tears at this moment, he couldn't cry.

Wei Qi couldn't breathe, but he couldn't draw air with his mouth open.

Like a seriously ill person, he breathed loudly with all his strength, and his mouthpiece was crackling.

The emperor watched coldly.

After a few moments, Wei Qi finally lowered his eyes and said, "I dare not."

The emperor snorted coldly, pressed his head back into the square pillow, and then inserted it.

You dare to bully the king, so you shouldn't be punished?

Wei Qi's expression was gray and defeated, his eyes were full of noble bright yellow, and his eyes lost the original look.

I can't escape, I'm going to die in hell.

. . . . . .

When Anxi and the others entered the room, Wei Qichi's naked body, like a rag doll, lay across the outside of the bed, and the emperor sat beside him with a gloomy face.

Everyone keenly felt that the situation tonight was not good.

When the concubines and eunuchs carried people, they felt their hands were hot, and Wei Qi was burning.

The two looked at each other secretly, hesitating.

After saying it, the Holy Majesty seemed not very comfortable at the moment, and he didn't dare to provoke him.

Not to mention, this person is favored again, if he does not report to both of them, and misses the time for medical treatment, if the Holy Majesty blames him later, wouldn't he be in bad luck?

Therefore, he deliberately stopped for a long time before he got An Xi's attention.

The three of them fought under the emperor's eyelids once, and An Xi watched Wei Qi's blushing and drowsy complexion. This time, he might not be asleep, but his body is not good.

"Your Majesty, Wei Qi... this slave, I'm afraid he's sick." An Xi stood before the collapse, bowing lightly.

The emperor frowned and cast a glance at him, as if he was being looked at randomly.

"Just take a few pills and feed them, ask me why?"

The former is speechless, isn't it because you like her so much these days?

"Do you really think that I favor him?" The emperor stood up, walked down the steps with a flick of his sleeves, and changed his clothes on the other side of the three golden silk wooden screens.

"Slaves will die forever." Anxi murmured in his heart, saying, why listen to me, but the person who should listen to this can't hear it.

He winked at the two of them, and the concubine and eunuch carried Wei Qi away.

Wei Qi was really seriously ill this time, tossing around in the inner court prison two nights ago, naked buttocks and humiliating himself, he already had a bit of a cold, but the injury on his back was aggravated by the emperor's anger.

The effect from the beginning to the end, and he himself didn't think about it well, the illness has lasted for three or four days, and he is still in a coma.

I was fed with pills every day, and the porridge had little water, so I gained some meat and lost weight.

What was even more difficult was that An Xi didn't know the reason, and there was not much movement inside that night, so everyone entered the house and found that Long Yan was furious.

No one knows what's going on, and they can't ask the Holy One.

And that person didn't ask, as if he forgot about this person.

Forget it, forget it, forget it, it's good to forget it, it's bad luck for people to think about it all the time.

Let Wei Qi be raised in the inner court prison first, and then it will be up to the Holy Majesty to decide whether he will be demoted or go back to duty.

He just thought about it like this, but the emperor remembered Wei Qi at night.

His Majesty was painting the picture of splendid mountains and rivers that he hadn't finished a few days ago, tilting his head slightly and asked, "How about the slave?"

Anxi:. . .Didn't I say I won't do your business, didn't I say I don't favor favoritism.

"Returning to the words of the Holy One, people have not yet woken up."

The emperor didn't say anything, Anxi continued: "It's very cold in the winter night, and it takes less than half an hour for the inner court supervisor to reach the Qianqing Palace. When I came here, I was afraid that he would cool you, so I put Mrs. Tang in the quilt, so it must not be very cold."

Anxi peeked, and could only see the emperor putting down his pen to caress the fingers and the small side of the suet dragon pattern jade pendant on his waist.

"But when I went back to the Inner Court Prison, the servants must have been negligent. They should have forgotten to throw Mrs. Tang in. It is reasonable to think that the servant stayed in the warm pavilion a moment ago and couldn't stand the cold wind."

"how many days"

"If you come back to the Holy Spirit, today is the fourth day."

"Why haven't you woken up yet?" The emperor wrapped purple tassels around his fingertips.

"Returning to Your Majesty, the servant dared to guess that the pills were not fine enough."

"Send people from the Tai Hospital to take a look." It's useless, it's just a fever, and swallowing pills won't cure it.

"Hey." He also said that it wasn't partiality, it was breaking the rules.

Anxi was happy for others and worried at the same time.

He has figured it out now, he seems to have forgotten it, but he can't forget it, duplicity, thinking about it every now and then, which slave is destined to be able to withstand this holy family.