Imperial City

When Wei Qi got up in the morning on the second day after his birthday, An Xi changed his tune and called him Master Wei.

The latter's eyelids were red and swollen, Anxi didn't know that he cried again at night, and thought it was because of the Holy Majesty's torment.

He asked Wei Qi: "Master Wei, are you awake? Do you want some tea?"

Wei Qi was at a loss, his mind was dizzy and painful, and he didn't realize that An Xi was calling him.

"Master Wei?" An Xi bowed and called softly.

Wei Qi raised his eyes slowly.

"Your Majesty left a servant to serve you. Do you want to start now or rest for a while?"

Wei Qi's eyes gradually cleared up, he looked at An Xi strangely, and asked in a low voice, "Master An?"

Master Wei?What Master Wei...

An Xi smiled, "It's Master Wei." If it wasn't for his wrong identity, he should have become the master long ago.

Wei Qi lowered his eyes and smiled wryly, "Master An, do you want to make small jokes too?"

He didn't realize that the tone of his speech to Anxi was very different from that of a few years ago.

At lunch that day, the emperor ordered Wei Qi to sit with him.

The latter dared not and was unwilling, so he knelt down and pleaded guilty.

Seeing that the emperor's face was not getting any better, Anxi quickly persuaded him, "Master Wei, the rules in the garden are relaxed, you don't need to be formal, just get up quickly."

He bent down to help him, Wei Qi pushed his hand away, "Master An, Lord An." His words were begging for mercy.

It was one thing for the two of them to have supper together at night, but now that he was required to eat at the same table with the emperor in front of everyone, he did not have that blessing.

"Anxi, bring you a cup of tea, Master Wei." The emperor said calmly with a sullen face.

"Whoo."

Wei Qi got up with lowered eyes, and walked silently until the emperor sat down.

The latter smiled.

In the spring of the ninth year of Chengsheng, the sixth year of Wei Qi's companionship.

In the inner study, the emperor is currently studying the recent homework of several princes, and the one who is listening to the lecture is the eldest prince.

He stood respectfully at the head of the raised table, and when the emperor asked him a question, he answered it cautiously, not daring to say too much.

After half an hour, the emperor said: "Well, I still need to be more diligent."

"Hey, my son knows. My son will always engrave the words of my father in my heart."

"Go back."

"Hey, my son will leave."

The second prince enters.

He is not as stable as the eldest prince, and he can barely read his homework, and he stutters every question the emperor asks.

This was not enough, his sneaky glances landed on Wei Qi and stopped moving.

The emperor didn't listen to the man's answer, but when he raised his eyes, he was suddenly so angry that his seven orifices were filled with smoke.

"Nizi!" He scolded in a low voice, and smashed the inkstone on the second prince's head.

Everyone hurriedly knelt down, "Your Majesty, calm down."

The second prince's forehead was bruised and dripping with blood.

"Father calm down!"

"Nizi, go back and think about your mistakes, you don't have to see me again in the future." The emperor cursed in a deep voice.

"Father, please calm down...Father, please calm down..." The second prince was so guilty that he slammed his head on the floor tiles, ignoring the wound on his forehead.

Anxi persuaded him to leave, and there was a dead silence in the study for a while.

The emperor looked down at Wei Qi, who was kneeling on the east side of him, his eyes were so deep that it was hard to fathom.

The latter's drooping face cannot be peeped at, and there is a faint smile in his eyes.

Wei Qi is really no longer the Wei Qi he used to be.

Half a month later, the emperor fell in love with an eighth-rank treasure forest with a mediocre family.

That night, when the concubine Tuo eunuch was ordered to carry someone from the side hall to the Hall of Mental Cultivation, Wei Qi was blocked in the middle of the road.

"Master Wei." Several people bowed their legs slightly in greeting.

Wei Qi nodded, "Who is carrying it?"

"As for you..., tonight the Holy Majesty summoned...is...Qi Baolin." The elderly eunuch answered very cautiously.

Master Wei went out with his front foot, and Qi Baolin went in with his back foot. The old love and the new love collided together, and the scene was really difficult.

"What does it look like? Your Majesty likes it so much."

He murmured softly, walked closer with his hands behind his back, looked at it leisurely for a while, and then reached out to lift it.

The two concubines and eunuchs didn't dare to breathe, and they didn't dare to stop them even if they wanted to.

Wei Qi's fingers lifted the silk scarf from Qi Baolin's eyes, and the latter trembled a little.

They all said that this person looked like him, but looking at it now, it was indeed so.

Wei Qi sneered coldly in his heart, does the Holy One prefer this kind of appearance?Both men and women are charged.

It's still a chess piece, disgusting people.

Wei Qi pursed his lips and moved closer, Qi Baolin opened his eyes in panic, the light ambergris scented his nostrils, and there was a warm touch on his cheeks.

She was bitten.

"Wei Wei... Master... Wei... Wei Master." The two eunuchs were so frightened that they broke into a cold sweat.

It turned out that this was Wei Qi.

Qi Baolin was wrapped in the brocade quilt and couldn't move. He stared blankly at the young man with a cold face, but he hadn't recovered yet.

She felt that she was not similar to this person, Wei Qi's expression was too cold, and his eyes were also indifferent, which suddenly made her see a bit of the shadow of the Holy Majesty.

"What are you doing in a daze, carry it in." He raised his eyebrows, with a bit of surprise and bewilderment in his tone.

"Hey... Hey..." The two of them bid farewell as if fleeing.

Wei Qi sneered, he still walked slowly to the side of the courtyard, not feeling at all that he had just made a big mistake.

Inside the Xinuang Pavilion, Qi Baolin secretly crawled out from the brocade quilt.

The emperor dropped the book in his hand, raised his hand to pinch her waist and turned her over.

"What is this?" He caught a glimpse of the crimson tooth marks around Qi Baolin's lips, and asked in a deep voice.

The latter was trembling and unable to reply.

Seeing her frightened look, the emperor frowned and called Anxi.

They found out layer by layer the concubine and eunuch of Qianqing Palace, and the two had no choice but to recruit them according to the truth.

The emperor gritted his teeth and sneered, and raised the face of Qi Baolin who was kneeling in front of him with his fingers.

His fingertips were slowly rubbing the circle of teeth marks, his eyes were terribly deep, and the latter was so frightened that his face paled and tears flowed down his face.

"Carry it down." The emperor waved his hand.

"Hey." Poor Qi Baolin came naked to get rid of the tooth marks on his face, but he didn't get any reward.

The emperor's anger was suppressed until the evening of the second day before venting.

On the dragon bed, he hugged Wei Qi's neck, and said in a deep voice, "Wei Qi, you are so brave."

Wei Qi looked at him and smiled softly: "I don't have the guts to be bold, but I admire you very much."

The emperor was startled, his heart skipped a beat, Wei Qi seldom said such blunt words.

Of course...

The emperor thought: You can't ask him to climb on my head.

It's not that he likes Chess Baolin that much, if he really liked it, he wouldn't give him a chess piece.

In fact, the emperor had other plans. He wanted Qi Baolin to have a baby.

It's best to be like myself and Wei Qi.

In the future, when the child is older, he can be raised in the Qianqing Palace, so that Wei Qiduo can get close to the child, so that he can have someone to rely on when he gets old.

Ever since the incident caused by the second prince in the inner study last time, the emperor has never been at ease.

He had thought a lot during this time, seeing his sons were all grown up, handsome, and each had support behind them, he had to be on guard.

And I have to make some plans for Wei Qi. I am twelve years older than him, so I will definitely go first.

At that time, Wei Qi lost his asylum, so he might be insulted.

It's better to get a child to raise. In the future, when the imperial decree is made, give the child the title of prince, send the imperial guards to guard him, and send him far away to a wealthy fief, which is still considered comprehensive.

He never told Wei Qi about these plans, because the emperor didn't want to reveal his fear and anxiety to a slave.

Even when he was in his prime, he had already carefully and secretly arranged for others to escape.

"I said earlier that I want you to remember your identity."

"Remember, slaves, slaves naturally know who they are.

It's just that the slave thinks, but you don't remember much. " Wei Qi retorted.

He became more and more pampered until he was defiant.

"You need servants to eat at the same table with you every now and then, and you want servants to accompany you to enjoy flowers and paint pictures at night. You need to save two yuan for snacks to eat with servants, and you only bring..."

"Shut up." The emperor scolded in a low voice, his face became more and more serious, staring at Wei Qi as if he wanted to eat people.

He is like a cat whose tail has been stepped on, and these special affections are spread out unexpectedly.

But the voice of the person who said this was flat, his eyes were indifferent, and it had nothing to do with him.

Am I the only one who cares?

The emperor suddenly panicked, and it was the first time he had such a thought.

Everything Wei Qi said was correct.

Only then did the emperor suddenly realize that he had indulged this person so much.

His eyes were fixed on Wei Qi, not letting go of the slightest change in that person's eyes, trying to find some shyness or sweetness from it.

Unfortunately not.

"Do you admire me?" He asked lightly.

Wei Qi seemed to want to laugh, but in the end he didn't.

His expression was a little strange, and the emperor held his breath.

Wei Qi raised his upper body and whispered in the emperor's ear, "Yes, I admire you, I admire you very much.

This admiration has begun since the first time I met you in Shoukang Palace when I was 11 years old. "He also spoke lightly, with a serious and frank expression.

The emperor was bewitched by such a pleasant voice, and his uneasiness dissipated a little.

It turns out that he has liked me since then.

When did the Son of Heaven become so blind?And why is it so easy to deceive?

"How much do you admire?" He asked Wei Qi in a hoarse voice, not missing every twitch of his lips and teeth.

Things gradually developed in an unexpected direction.

Wei Qi was stunned, he thought that there would be a punishment waiting for him tonight.

"I admire you so much... I don't want anyone to share with you."

The emperor was dizzy.

"You are the most special one in my heart." He actually said his favorite easily.

"It's just special." Wei Qi pressed his profile.

"How much more do you want?" The emperor was impatient.

"Slave, want all of them."

The emperor's heartbeat was out of order, but he said bravely: "It's absolutely impossible!"

"The servant can give you everything, why can't you?" Wei Qi looked back indifferently, his tone was not questioning.

The emperor thought to himself: How can a slave compare with me.

His eyes touched Wei Qi's stubbornness, and he put it another way, "I want to rule the world."

It was the first time for the emperor to taste this helpless, angry and sweet taste.

"Then why are you lucky with her? The family background is only fair." Wei Qi was aggressive.

"I have my own plan, you will know in the future."

Wei Qi sneered in his heart, and he didn't want to sing with him anymore, as if the two were really in love like an ordinary couple.

The emperor leaned over to kiss him, his movements oscillating between restraint and uncontrollable.

"But I will give you all the good things." The emperor murmured, his voice tensed.

"What good thing?" Wei Qi pretended to be ignorant and innocent.

The emperor sighed in his heart: this thing has gone bad.

There are countless crises buried under the calm lake, the chess game is reversed, and the two players who are playing chess will decide the winner.