Imperial City

The rain dispersed in the Xinuang Pavilion, and Anxi ordered his subordinates to carry Wei Qi.

The emperor stood by the couch and looked down at the sleeping man, raised his arms and waved slightly, "No, keep him tonight."

All the servants trembled, and Anxi persuaded in a low voice, "Your Majesty... the servants are bold... I'm afraid it's not good. The ancestors..."

The latter chuckled, and his deep voice resounded in the silent night. Under the dim warm light, the face of the young emperor appeared extraordinarily calm and majestic.

"You will take care of everything in Qianqing Palace, Anxi." He leaned over and brushed away the wet hair covering Wei Qi's face.

"The slave is here."

"I know you have sense." He said slowly.

"Return to the words of the Holy Master, the servant knows, the servant must control the whole palace well, and the feeling that should not be passed on will not reveal half a word."

An Xi sighed in his heart: Alas, the seat of the Chief Imperial Officer is really not easy to sit in.I have to find a way to hide it from Shoukang Palace.The master is headstrong, he promised his ancestors a month ago, but now he can't help but betray someone.

"Yeah." He got up, and several eunuchs stepped forward to wait for him to change his clothes.

"Move the person away and wipe him off."

"Hey." An Xi waved his hands back, and several camel concubines and eunuchs stepped forward, and gently moved Wei Qi to the Luohan bed not far away.

The latter frowned slightly, turned over on the Luohan bed, let out a hoarse cry, rubbed his face against the mattress like a cat, and then fell asleep peacefully again.

The emperor scolded in his heart: the dog can fall asleep every time, I am afraid it was not thrown by a beast.

Secretly scolding harshly, but the corners of his eyes and brows are gentle.

After tossing and tossing, the two finally rested on the same couch again.

Summer nights are sweltering, even if the quilt is cold and slippery, and the ice basin is on the side, if someone wants to squeeze together, it will be uncomfortable and panic.

There was a rustling sound in the warm pavilion, and the night watch eunuch stood silently behind the screen.

The emperor on the dragon couch opened his eyes and turned to look at the person beside him.

He really didn't know why Wei Qi turned to himself.Because I haven't been close for a long time, I wanted to keep someone to rest, but this thing is troublesome.

He frowned, stretched out his hand to push away the head resting on his shoulder, his hot breath blowing his heart dry.

Wei Qi's head was pushed and shoved, and he muttered in his dream, "Mother..." His tone showed grievance.

He's going to roll this way again.

The emperor reached out to hold him, "Don't come over again." He warned in a low voice.

Such a grown-up man, calling his mother in his dreams at night is useless.

Wei Qi seemed to recognize the emperor's voice, and lay still.

After half a stick of incense, the emperor turned over and looked angrily at someone who was sleeping badly, Wei Qi had already squeezed him to the side of the couch.

Why don't you roll to the other side, just roll on the couch.

"Pour tea, it's very boring."

"Hey." The eunuch on guard at night responded in a low voice.

The emperor reached out to take the tea and drank it in one gulp. He said: "Carry..." but stopped suddenly.

It's a bit embarrassing for people to insist on staying, but now they are asking to be carried away.

"My lord, what are your orders?"

The emperor shook his head and waved his hand to signal the servants to back down.

He leaned close to Wei Qi's ear and threatened: "If you keep pushing towards me, you won't be able to sleep today." See who is stronger, if you torment me again, I will torment you.

I don't know how much Wei Qi was afraid of the hidden meaning of this sentence, so he shrank his body and said, "No..."

The emperor sneered, patted his sweaty face, gently pushed him away, moved out of the place to lie down and rest.

Finally got through the night.

The next day was sunny, and Wei Qi was awakened by someone patting him in the bright yellow soft light.

He opened his misty eyes, blinked twice and closed them again, raising his arms to cover his eyelids.

How could I see the Holy Majesty early in the morning? He must have not slept well and was confused.

Where is it early in the morning, it is already noon, the emperor came back, rode twice in the small horse farm behind Qianqing Palace, read a few booklets, and met two or three ministers.

Finally, I went back to Xinuang Pavilion to ask, but no one got up yet.

This is not bad, and I can sleep too much, I am afraid I will get sick from sleeping.

He approached the dragon couch steadily, and the servant guarding beside the couch lifted the bed curtain.

The emperor sat astride with his hem up, reached out and grabbed the person sleeping on the inside, and patted his face twice, with some strength in his hands.

He thought: You slept well, and had a good night's sleep.

"If I'm sorry, I'll strip it off and throw it out of the Qianqing Palace." His lips were close to Wei Qichao's upturned palm, and he said each word very slowly, before he finished speaking, he took a bite.

The latter was shivering all over his body like being stung by an insect.Wei Qi opened his eyes wide, his heart was empty with fright, and he stood up to plead guilty.

"The slave doesn't know..."

"It's high in the sun." The emperor interrupted him, his slender fingers pressed against Wei Qi's blushing face and scratched gently, as if away from him.

"You can really sleep, Wei Qi." The skirt of the obscene clothes on the chest of the predecessor was messy, and his eyes lingered on those marks.

The atmosphere was ambiguous, Wei Qi lowered his eyes, froze and did not dare to move.

"Is my couch still comfortable?" the emperor teased him.

"Return to the Holy Spirit, Shu Tan..."

"Hey, of course you feel comfortable." He didn't say a word.

The emperor stroked his sleeves and stood up, "Get up quickly, there has never been anyone as lazy as you in my Xinuang Pavilion."

"Hey." Wei Qihong whispered in his ears, cursing himself for being big-hearted.

A few eunuchs waited for Wei Qi to get up, and presented clear porridge and decoction. Wei Qi drank it obediently and returned to the waiter's courtyard behind.

Along the way, everyone's inquisitive and scrutinizing gazes were a bit more meaningful than before.

In the inner study, An Xi took advantage of the time when the emperor rubbed his forehead and closed his eyes, and presented the news about Wei Qi that he found a few days ago before entering the palace.

"Holy."

"What's the matter?"

"Returning to you, you ordered your servant to investigate Wei Qi's life experience a few days ago, and the servant has already found out some clues."

"You say so." The emperor rested his mind on the large red sandalwood throne carved with clouds and dragons, propping his forehead.

"Hey." An Xi bowed and took two steps forward.

Another servant gently placed the file on the desk.

"The servant has sent people to inquire carefully these days. Wei Qi was indeed born in a small county ten miles away from the suburbs of Beijing. This county is still within the jurisdiction of Shuntian Prefecture, so Wei Qi is also a member of the capital. The Wei family was born at that time. The head of the security has also been found, and his identity can be confirmed."

"Mm." The emperor responded lightly. "I know."

He rested for a moment and said again: "Now, how is Wei Qi's family?"

"Returning to you, due to the loss of business, the whole family moved south five years ago. People with poor servants inquired about the neighbors. The elders of Wei Qi's family seemed to want to rent a few acres of land to farm for a living. The servants never came back. Check it out."

"Well, that's all right, you don't need to look for it." After leaving, he rubbed his fingers, lest that thing always want to leave the palace and ask for a mother at night.

The emperor thought: The son of the Chen family?Ho, is it ridiculous?

However, if it is found out that it is really the Chen family's Xiaoyi, it doesn't matter.

He closed his eyes and thought leisurely, wouldn't it be better if he came from the Chen family.

Chen Suyuan was foolish and loyal all his life, but his most beloved son-in-law became a slave and committed himself to the dragon couch.

And the whole family is in the palm of my hand, just order to erase the surname and first name, it doesn't matter whether it's Wei Qi or Chen Xiaoyi, they can't escape.

The emperor closed his eyes, with lines of laughter forming on his lips.

He enjoys the pleasure of being powerful and controlling the world, and a cruel sense of abuse arose in his heart.He looks down on the servant like an ant from above, although he loves and pities him, he doesn't respect him, thinking that everything is in his own hands.

Unexpectedly, at the moment when the truth is revealed five years later, the person next to him who has been with him day and night will turn his eyes away, expressing hatred with a ferocious expression, and he will be so sad and regretful that his Wei Qi is not Wei Qi.

It is really predestined that when the Empress Dowager of Shoukang Palace revealed Wei Qi's life experience, it was a secret conversation between the grandfather and grandson.

Anxi didn't know, so he still kindly covered up for Wei Qi.Moreover, these years-old events were ordered by the Empress Dowager at the time, so that the ground will not leak, and there will be no flaws.

It's all God's will.

In mid-July of the fourth year of Chengsheng, Concubine Shu, the head of Yanxi Palace, was diagnosed as pregnant. The harem was in an uproar.

On the dragon couch at night, the emperor stroked Wei Qi's hair and thought: It's a pity that he's a eunuch, but if it's a woman, she can also be a concubine or concubine.If you can give birth to a prince, maybe...

He laughed at himself for being absurd, thinking so much, even a woman's family background is lower.

Concubine Shu has been in the palace for a long time, and she was able to conceive under his behest.

However, the emperor looked at the sleeping face of the person beside him and couldn't help but think, if it was possible to give birth, what kind of lively and lovable spirit would be born.

On March [-]nd of the fifth year of Chengsheng, Concubine Shu had a dystocia, and died after giving birth to the fourth prince.

Even though he was ruthless and cold-hearted, the emperor in Yanxi Palace was still depressed when he held his weak son.

He ordered Concubine Shu to be buried with the ceremony of a noble concubine, and bestowed the four princes with the name Xi, Xi is the morning light, and the sun is the symbol of imperial power. He loves it very much.

The next night, the emperor hugged Wei Qi and thought again: Fortunately, he is an eunuch and not a woman, otherwise, if there is no Bizi decoction in the past two years, I don't know how many babies I would have conceived, and I might die.

He stared at Wei Qi with unclear meaning in his eyes, and suddenly said: "After a hundred years, you will be buried with me."

Wei Qi's panting was so frightened that his throat was stuck in his throat.The Holy Majesty suddenly mentioned the taboo, thinking that he also felt sorry for the departure of Concubine Shu and his master.

He stiffened his body and replied in a low voice, "Hey." In fact, he thought to himself: I still have to wait for the saint for hundreds of years, heh, I am afraid that I will already despise myself before that time.

Looking back at the emperor's youthful face, he couldn't imagine what he would look like when he was old.

It would be even more ridiculous if there was still an old self standing beside him at that time.

Wei Qi didn't think that he could be favored by the emperor for decades, and he was much younger than the latter, so why did he die together.

It's just that the emperor felt uneasy tonight, perhaps because he was afraid of losing.

"Huh?" He said in a low voice, just huh.

Wei Qi's face was flushed, and he smiled brightly, "Hey." He repeated.

The emperor's heart trembled slightly, he thought that Wei Qi was also willing, this sentence "嗻" was a fun joke between the two of them, "嗻" means "good", it is a promise.

He leaned over and kissed Wei Qi's sweaty forehead lightly, feeling at ease, as if a paper kite that was still floating on the vast sea just now was pulled back by someone's string and held in his arms.

The emperor thought: Wei Qi can be buried with him in a hundred years, even if I have to be buried in the empty imperial tomb, it is not too bad.