Imperial City

There is a saying in the market that goes like this: A small farewell is better than a newly married one.

The emperor and Wei Qizu hadn't seen each other for a year, not to mention a small farewell, it could be called a big farewell.

In his heart, he really wanted to be close to others, and it would be best if he could hug Wei Qinong here and now, in the Xinuang Pavilion in broad daylight.

But it was ridiculous to say, and the emperor was a little scared.He was afraid that Wei Qi would turn his back on him again, so he cut his flesh with an eye knife.

So at this time, he only cares about comforting, "My condolences go with the changes."

Wei Qi's eye sockets turned red in an instant, his chest heaved, he raised his eyes holding his breath and endured it.

The emperor was very happy at first, and he was not at all sad about the departure of Wei Qi's mother, but despicably felt that the timing was good.

But seeing Wei Qi's sad expression, he really felt uncomfortable.

He put the jade pendant back into his cuffs, got up and approached, his steps were very slow and light, as if he was afraid of scaring the lover he hadn't seen for a long time, who he missed day and night.

The emperor tentatively raised his arm and moved closer, he really wanted to hug Wei Qi.

The latter's wet eyes were full of unconcealable fragility and sadness, and he stood where he was without moving.

Attacking people and attacking hearts, the emperor knows that this opportunity is rare.

However, Wei Qi suddenly took a step back when he was a few millimeters away.

The way he looked at the emperor was very complicated.

Xiao Kaiyan's hands were clasped into fists, which were tucked into the wide cuffs, his arms were slowly hanging down, and his expression was also disappointed.

"Death cannot live, Wei Qi." He took another step closer. "Autumn chrysanthemums have fallen, falling flowers and wind and rain hurt spring even more."

It's better to take pity on the person in front of you.

Are you not a family member?The sons of the aristocratic family are familiar with civil and martial arts, you should know it.

Wei Qi trembled all over, he was confused for many days, and he is still confused, not knowing where he should go in the future.

His mind was confused, he didn't know whether the person in front of him was worthy of his pity.

But no matter whether it is worth it or not, there is no choice. Once he enters the palace again, the emperor will never let him go.

Xiao Kaiyan lightly raised his arm again, wanting to touch Wei Qi.

This time the latter did not evade, but closed his eyes tiredly.So the tears overflowing from the corners of his eyes could finally be carefully wiped away, and his cold cheeks could be gently stroked.

The emperor was very happy and happy, and he even wanted to make an inch.

His left arm rested on Wei Qi's shoulder, and his strength gradually increased.

Slowly, slowly, Wei Qi was about to touch his chest, and he was wrapped into his arms.

The emperor lowered his head slightly, staring at Wei Qi's lips.

The latter suddenly opened his eyes, but at this time the eyes were no longer vulnerable, but rather cold.

The emperor thumped in his heart, and hurriedly let go.

"East Side Hall, East Side Hall," he felt very guilty, "After dinner, you will still stay in the East Side Hall, okay?"

Wei Qi glanced at him and nodded coldly.

The emperor thought to himself: Okay, I still took a cold knife.

But that's okay, I've tried all the ruthless moves about a year ago.

At this moment, Wei Qi is willing to accept and stay in the same place again, and the emperor is already very satisfied.

The days are still very long, passing away day by day, I am afraid that the person next to my pillow in the past will not be tempted

The emperor feels that he is rich in the world, if he insists on being nice to one person, he can get what he wants no matter what.

The things in the ear room of the eastern side hall have not been changed since Wei Qi left, and the emperor casually ordered, and the slaves went to clean it every day.

In addition, in fact, a set of objects was added to the Xinuang Pavilion where the emperor lived.It's just that Wei Qi doesn't know about it.

Wei Qi's arms were folded, and he was lying on the couch with his eyes closed and meditating.

The dinner presented today is all his favorite, hot and cold dishes, dim sum, and soup are all right.

The emperor's words and deeds seem to be as calm and leisurely as before.But his sneaky glances and calm attention still revealed his ups and downs.

Wei Qi sometimes thinks: Maybe the Holy Majesty really likes me.

He has been with you for many years, and he really knows that this is liking, maybe a little more than liking.

A slight noise came from outside the curtain, Wei Qi frowned, he knew the emperor was not so easy to dismiss.

This is the first time

The bright yellow silk cloth on one side was lifted, and the tall emperor leaned in.

He held his breath for a moment, then stretched out his arms to hug someone.

Wei Qi opened his eyes and looked at him very calmly without saying a word.

The two looked at each other, and it was the second time today that the emperor was frightened by him.

His sneaky activities were exposed on the spot, and his face was disgraced.

The emperor withdrew his hand and put his back behind his back.

"I haven't fallen asleep yet" It's almost three o'clock.

His tone was subconsciously soft, and he tried his best to hide his guilty conscience.

"I'm not used to sleeping." Wei Qi replied casually while sitting up.

The emperor choked on his words that he was not used to sleeping.

It's been a year since I left and I can't get used to sleeping, the outside of the palace is just like that.

Do you not want to stay here and want to soften my heart, or...or don't want to sleep with me anymore

In just four words, he actually elicited all kinds of messy guesses.

"I was afraid that you might not be used to sleeping, so I came here to take a look. In the past, you spent more time resting on the dragon couch than here."

The emperor said in his heart that he was playing tricks just after he came back, and he can't let you go out no matter what.

He was nearly forty years old, lost and recovered, and his skin thickened accordingly.Such teasing words are very indifferent, without blinking.

How could a pure young man like Wei Qi beat him.

"It's the third watch. This house has been unoccupied for a long time, and the place is not cleaned properly."

Wei Qi's ears were red, but his face was still cold, and his eyes were fixed on the emperor.

The latter didn't dare to say it anymore, and didn't dare to say it anymore if he was shameless.

Wei Qi squinted at him with his eyeballs, turned over and fell asleep with his back facing him.

"Third watch, you still don't go back to rest"

The emperor looked at his jet-black hair scattered on the brocade quilt, and his heart burst into flames. He wanted to touch but didn't dare to touch, wanted to hug but didn't dare to hug him, and forced himself to endure it.

"Rest well, you will have nothing to do in the future."

The only errand is to stay and live well.

The words are ordinary, but the affection in them is deep, and I always have to mention the future, the future, for fear that people will disappear in a blink of an eye.

Wei Qi couldn't help turning his head to look, the back of the emperor leaving in the dark night was a bit lonely and pitiful.

He exhaled secretly, not knowing who he was feeling sorry for.

Fanwaisan

Wei Qi spent the night in the palace like this.

When he got up the next morning, Wang Fugui sent someone to bring some plain white robes, saying that the Holy One specially ordered them to be made for Wei Qi.

The latter just nodded and did not kneel down to thank you.

Wang Fugui thought to himself, after all, Master Wei spent a free time outside the palace, forgetting all the rules in the palace.

He thought about it again and again, forgetting and forgetting.Looking at the current situation, our Majesty insists on keeping people, so naturally we want to please him in every possible way.

What are these superficial rules?

Wei Qi asked him if there was anything he could do for himself.

Wang Fugui continued: "It's all right, there are so many servants in the palace, Master Wei, you are suffering outside, so it's not your turn to work for you."

Wei Qi lowered his eyes and smiled, "You are too respectful, we used to..."

He stopped talking, originally he wanted to say that when Mr. An was around in the past, they came and went very freely in private.

Wang Fugui also felt uncomfortable for a moment, he finally looked up at Wei Qi, "Wei...Wei Qi...Master Wei."

His throat was astringent: "You have entered the palace this time, live with our sage."

This is a sentence spoken with sincerity, and now he is the only one in the palace who is willing to say such a sentence with Wei Qi.

Wei Qi turned his eyes to the window, staring at the ruined multi-headed chrysanthemum under the tree in the courtyard.

He knew that in the future, there would be a difference between top and bottom.

"The pastry room of the imperial dining room..."

Wang Fugui understood very well, "Your close friend... left the palace half a year ago."

"Little General Zhao made meritorious service on the southern waterway half a year ago. He returned to the capital and asked the Holy Master for a few servants to return to the mansion. Wu Jiacai moved into the new mansion together with him..."

"Understood." Wei Qi interrupted him, suddenly feeling bored.

In this way, he has nothing to worry about, if you want to talk about worry.

Wei Qi sighed, if you want to talk about caring, maybe there is only...the emperor left.

After dinner that day, the emperor mentioned to Wei Qi the two remaining bastards from the offshoot of the Chen family.

"It's okay to be a small official, how about it?"

"Neither have I gained fame, nor have I made meritorious deeds. If the name is not right, it is not good." Wei Qi took it lightly, and did not want any descendants of the Chen family to become officials.

With just such a network, let them grow old in peace and ordinary.

"Speak bluntly, I will make an order to deal with it properly." The emperor's tone became more gentle, fearing that Wei Qi would have nothing to desire.

The two sat cross-legged on the Arhat bed drinking tea to digest food, with a table between them.

Wei Qi raised his eyes to look at him, "If you really want a reward, it's better to give fertile land, gold and jade, so that your descendants will be rich and worry-free for three generations."

"As you say." The emperor rested his palm on the edge of the table and moved his fingers slightly.

The two were speechless for a while, the autumn wind was blowing outside the window, and the grass and trees were rustling.

The Maitreya blood jade hidden under the bright yellow sleeve was warmed by the body temperature.

Xiao Kaiyan hesitated and dared not send it out rashly.

If rejected...

"You, since you are back..."

Wei Qi drank tea.

"Now that I'm back..." I just couldn't say it.

The emperor looked out of the window, "Since you are back, don't leave again."

Wei Qi lowered his eyes and remained silent.

The emperor couldn't wait for his answer, so he stood up and approached.

He took out the blood jade, unfastened the two buckles on Wei Qi's collar, and put it on for him again.

The warm fingertips gently brushed against the neck, and the breaths of the two people who were too close also blended together.

It's been too long, it's uncomfortable.

"Since you are back, don't leave again." He repeated.

"En." Wei Qi's response was inaudible.