Imperial City

After teaching like this day after day for a few days, Wei Qi still had the backbone to resist a few days ago.

On the sixth day, he was already as numb as a walking dead.

He hadn't eaten rice for a long time, and only drank some porridge every day. He lost a lot of weight, and his eyes were gloomy, like stagnant water.

Eunuch Wu sat aside and taught him.

Wei Qizhao did the right thing, and he had no thoughts of disobedience.

The little yellow gate behind him stared at him from time to time, seeing that he was losing strength and moving slowly, so he punished him with a small rattan whip.

The force made it ingenious, leaving only a slight red mark, which will disappear after a while, but the person who was beaten was in extreme pain.

Eunuch Wu felt that Wei Qi could not be compared to Wei Qi in the place of brothel fireworks. He thought that even those dignitaries who were not manly could not help but want to have a try when they saw this beautiful scenery. Ruju.

This unremarkable little eunuch's figure hidden under the green underwear is so wonderful that only the Holy One can enjoy it in the whole world.

On the ninth day, in the palace of Qianqing.

The Holy Majesty lost face in front of the servants and made a fuss that day, but he returned to normal in the next few days.

Now he is reviewing the papers in the inner study, he picked up the tea cup and took a sip, but found that the tea was already cold.

The Holy Majesty frowned slightly, keeping his eyes on the scroll, and called out: "Wei Qi, pour tea."

He waited for a while, but there was no movement. He raised his eyes, and the waiter, who had glanced at him, approached to exchange tea.

Anxi took a step forward from behind His Majesty, and replied calmly: "My Majesty, Wei Qi sent you to the inner court to supervise the rules a few days ago. Now the tea is served by a newcomer sent by the tea department. If you are not considerate , I also ask the Holy One to be more lenient, and the slaves will definitely discipline them well."

The emperor took a look at the new servant, but he didn't blame him, picked up the memorial and continued to read.

After watching like this for a while, he stopped, tilted his head slightly and asked Anxi behind him casually: "Then how has the servant learned the rules of the inner court prison?"

"Responding to the Holy Majesty, according to Wu Fugui, the eunuch who is in charge of the inner court, the criminal slave has already been convicted of the crime. Now that he is learning the rules every day, he will be able to repay the Holy Majesty's favor soon."

"En." The emperor replied lightly, without any other words.

He remembered that the servant was always quiet, and he thought he was easy to handle.

Oh, I never thought that there would be a whole body of rebellion.

Anxi at the other end secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking in his heart that although this step was dangerous, he did not make a mistake after all.

I can only help here to remind the sage to think of him, and whether it will be a blessing or a disaster in the future depends on his own luck.

More than ten days later, at night, the Holy Majesty was reading the scriptures in the inner study of the side hall of the Qianqing Palace, and Anxi took advantage of the rest of the Holy Majesty to present the green head card.

"Your Majesty, this is today's green-headed card, please put it down."

The Holy One glanced at the green-headed card, and said indifferently: "Go."

"Hey." An Xi had a strange expression on his face, but for a moment, the Holy Majesty didn't notice it.

He took a few steps back, his heart beating like thunder.

Before he had retreated behind the twelve landscape screens, the Holy Majesty made another provocative words to persuade him to stay.

"Wait a minute," the emperor paused, "how is the one in the inner court prison?"

An Xi was overjoyed, thankful that all the hard work she expended this time was not in vain.

If it weren't for the pitifulness of the child, he was afraid that he would die silently in the inner court prison one day, and he would never dare to play such a small trick in front of the Holy Master tonight.

An Xi seemed to think about it, "Return to the Holy Majesty, Wu Fugui, the eunuch in charge of the inner court supervisor, reported the day before yesterday that Wei Qi, the criminal slave, has already learned the rules, and just waits for the Holy Majesty to order."

The Holy One replied faintly: "That's him."

In the inner court prison, Wei Qi learned how to serve him for [-] days with Eunuch Wu who was in charge of the inner court prison.

When it came in, it was full of flesh and blood, but when it went out, it was really just a plaything, even worse than a prostitute.

He was wrapped up and carried to Qianqing Palace like the night [-] years ago.

The breeze in the summer night was supposed to be pleasant, but how could he be happy now that he was feeding a tiger with his body

The lights in Qianqing Palace are brightly lit, one lamp for five steps and one lamp for ten steps, and there is no sound in the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Layers of bright yellow silk hung on the dragon bed, and under the cover of layer after layer of bed curtains embroidered with intricate auspicious clouds and dragon patterns, the Holy One leaned against the head of the bed to read as usual.

Two eunuchs carrying concubines carried Wei Qi into Qianqing Palace, and handed it over to the other two eunuchs in front of the inner hall.

Wei Qi was gently put down like last time, and the servants extinguished the oil lamps in the hall one by one, leaving only the one in front of the Holy One.

An Xi led the crowd out in a file, and waited outside the Hall of Mental Cultivation.In fact, Wei Qi is not the only one in hell who is being cut and burned by knives and fire. After what happened last time, more than a hundred people outside the hall are still afraid of Wei Qi, and everyone is worried, worried that he will stab someone again today, and bring trouble to everyone. The people in the palace were punished for sitting down.

Your Majesty is merciful, the last time he was only fined three months' salary, if he is violated again this time, everyone's life may be lost.All the servants tacitly dared not speak out, and pricked up their ears to listen carefully to the movement in the hall.

Wei Qi lay stiffly on the dragon bed and waited for a while, but he didn't wait for the Holy One to pick off the silk from his eyes like last time.

He listened intently, only hearing the sound of His Majesty turning the pages of the book slightly, his heart was in a state of uneasiness, when His Majesty's majestic and low voice came from not far in front: "What's the matter? Is this the appearance of learning the rules?"

Wei Qi was trembling non-stop, not daring to take any chances anymore, he stretched out his slender white wrist with all his strength, and tremblingly got out from the brocade quilt.

Last time, the Holy One was actually generous. Considering his first bedtime visit, he didn't set any rules.This time it was different, Wei Qi obediently climbed out by himself according to the rules of serving and sleeping as the supervisor of the inner court.

He couldn't see, so he had to tremblingly grope for the brocade quilt of the Holy Majesty, and found it after a long while. Get in, for fear of offending Longyan.

The Holy Master was impatient and didn't know what the slave was dawdling about, so he put down the scroll in his hand and looked towards the end of the bed.

Wei Qi was getting under the quilt, his body was long and slender, his limbs were slender, and his skin was like white jade.

For some reason, the emperor's interest increased just by looking at it.

The bright yellow brocade quilt bulges from the inside, like a silkworm chrysalis, and the graceful curves can be vaguely seen.

The warm breath brushed between the legs, and the smooth skin touched the soles of the feet and calves. The servant seemed to be frightened, and hurriedly moved his hands and feet away.

However, the gap in the quilt was narrow, and it was still impossible to avoid it completely. Wei Qi moved along the legs of the Holy Majesty, the quilt was stuffy, and he was a little out of breath.

When he didn't know where he was going, the sage suddenly pressed his head and applied force slowly, Wei Qi was in a state of confusion, and suddenly understood what he wanted.

It's not that Eunuch Wu has never taught this kind of thing, but Wei Qi still feels conflicted when he actually encounters it.

He was a little afraid and a little unwilling to give in, he did not obey the force on his scalp and bowed down during the stalemate.

However, the Holy Majesty didn't have the slightest bit of patience with him this time. His voice was cold and indifferent: "It seems that the inner court supervisor is not as good at teaching-teaching slaves as rumored. In my opinion, you still need to learn more."

The Holy Majesty didn't move much all the time, but at this moment he seemed to be taken aback, grabbed his black hair and lifted him up, dragging him out of the brocade quilt all the way.

The emperor took the oil lamp at the side and looked at Wei Qi's face. The servant's face was flushed with coughing, and the coughing continued. Tears wet the silk, ran across the cheeks, and flowed all over the face. It was really ugly.

The Holy Majesty tore off the silk on his face, Wei Qi opened his wet eyes, his eyelashes were thick and slender, wet with tears, the tears hung on them and trembled, his lips were as soft as petals.

Because of the incident just now, he is still swollen now, his eyes are like a frightened rabbit, staring at the emperor fixedly.

The Holy Majesty lowered his head and looked at him without emotion, seeing that he hastily lowered his eyelids, and only blinked once, the tears hanging from his eyelashes fell down and splashed on the back of his hand.

The emperor was never a person who cared about fragrance and jade, and never had any concubine behaved so badly in front of him. For a moment, he remembered that the servant in front of him seemed to be under seventeen years old, and he felt a bit of pity in his heart.