An Empire as a Betrothal Gift

Wei Lian felt that ever since Ji Yue came back from Ganquan Temple that day, he had become a little strange.

The specific performance is... more clinging to him.

They had a very good relationship in the past, but they were not inseparable, they would always have their own space.For example, when Ji Yue was handling official business, Wei Lian always consciously didn't bother him.

But it's different now, Ji Yue also takes him with him to review the memorial, and sometimes asks for his opinion.

Wei Lian was born in the royal family, the emperor's mind is nothing to worry about, and he is also good at handling political affairs. Naturally, he can solve the problem perfectly, but he just finds it quite strange.

"Didn't the law of Qin stipulate that the harem should not be involved in politics? You are not afraid of being criticized by the officials."

Ji Yue replied: "Wouldn't it be a pity that Wei Lang's incomparable talent should be buried?"

"I don't believe that." Wei Lian spread out a memorial in front of him, "You even ask me about this kind of personnel dispatch, why do I think...you plan to let me take over various affairs of the court?"

Wei Lian never asked about Qin's government, and was not clear about various details.Now, Ji Yue seemed to want him to be familiar with and control him on purpose, which made Wei Lian full of doubts.

What he said was outrageous, and the meaning was obvious, "Are you planning to make me a regent?" It was really not something that ordinary people would dare to ask.

But Ji Yue didn't care, and could only sigh helplessly: "Gu is really tired of approving this pile of memorials every day. Wei Xiaolian, you are so smart and capable, can't you help Gu solve problems?"

As he spoke, he leaned back in his chair, looking bored, as if he really thought this pile of papers was a burden.

Wei Lian took a fixed look at him, suppressed his doubts, and picked out the next memorial for Ji Yue to review.

His original handwriting was sharp and restrained, and since he and Ji Yue made it clear, he didn't bother to pretend anymore.The strong, free and easy beautiful fonts appear vividly on the paper, piercing through the arrogance of the back of the paper.

This is his real handwriting, his handwriting is like his own, born with pride.

Imitating Ji Yue's handwriting is also penetrating, very similar in form and spirit.

Ji Yue leaned against the back of the chair, quietly watching Wei Lian's side face seriously reviewing the memorial, with a little sadness in his lowered eyes.

Master Jingchen's words are still in my ears that day.

"Catastrophe is about to start, and there will be a bloody disaster in the southeast."

"The law of averting catastrophe lies in the benefactor beside you just now."

"The poor monk saw... death and calamity entangled, so there are more dangers than good luck."

……

Ji Yue closed his eyes, pressed his fingers to his forehead, and remained silent for a long time.

On the one hand, it is the safety of the people, and on the other hand, it is the life of Wei Lian.If Wei Lian went, he would be close to death and never return; if Wei Lian didn't go, the disaster would spread and countless casualties would occur.

How should he choose?

What should he do?

Wei Lian and Ji Yue are both masters of acting.Wei Lian had acted for so long before Ji Yue could not see the flaws.Similarly, if Ji Yue really wanted to hide someone, Wei Lian would not notice anything abnormal.

The two are now connected with each other, and they can understand each other's thoughts with just one look.Wei Lian had a keen mind, watching Ji Yue's actions these past few days, although he couldn't tell what was wrong at the moment, he took it to his heart and suppressed it for the time being.

... The weirdest thing is on the couch.

Ji Yue seemed to have taken an aphrodisiac, and whenever he was free, he would take him to Wushan together.At first, Wei Lian thought it was just for fun, full of affection and hot blood, and there was nothing wrong with doing what he did, so he let him toss about it, but later he felt that something was wrong.

...too much.

No matter how crazy Ji Yue was in the past, he always cared about his body.Even on the night of Ji Guan's birthday, when he called "Husband", Ji Yue's heart softened immediately.

But these days are clearly not.

Under the couch, Ji Yue treated him more and more tenderly, but on the couch, Ji Yue became more and more doggy, no matter what he said, he would not stop.No matter how many times she cried "Husband", she would only get treated more harshly.

Wei Lian faintly felt that Ji Yue was venting something, but whenever he asked casually during the day, Ji Yue would always say with a normal expression, "I've been very energetic recently", or simply didn't explain a word, just sealed his lips and hugged him. On the couch, Wei Lian would be kissed so quickly that he would be speechless.

so crazy.

All this made Wei Lian think of a word.

Lingering to death.

He was really about to die, and he was tortured to death on the bed by Ji Yue.

The body is becoming more and more familiar with each other, but the heart feels more and more alienated.They are still in love, but under every fiery kiss is a heart that is getting colder day by day, and panic that spreads endlessly.

His lover has something on his mind, but he doesn't know anything.

This made Wei Lian extremely irritable and a little sad.

He felt that he and Ji Yue were two people stuck in a shell.He came out with great difficulty and braved great courage to present everything to Ji Yue without reservation, but Ji Yue retracted for some reason.

He stood outside Ji Yue's shell and couldn't break it no matter how hard he knocked.

Then, Wei Lian secretly left the palace.

It was after Ji Yue returned from Ganquan Temple that day that something went wrong.He needs to know what Ji Yue told Master Jingchen at that time.

"Amitabha." Jingchen came out of the meditation room, and saw a young man wearing a bamboo hat standing at the door.He chanted the Buddha's name, and he didn't seem to expect the young man's arrival.

The young man lifted his bamboo hat, and his protruding face was as cold as ice and snow: "I came here today to ask the master a question."

Jingchen replied: "The poor monk knows what the benefactor wants to ask, but I am sorry that the poor monk cannot tell—"

Before he finished speaking, a folding fan was pressed against his neck.

A sharp blade protrudes from the fan bone.

Wei Lian smiled lightly, "Then forgive me for being rude."

Jingchen: "...Blesser, please speak up if you have something to say."

Although his Dharma is profound and worthy of heaven, he really doesn't know martial arts.

Wei Lian turned his folding fan lightly, and said gently and politely, "Then say it."

Jingchen changed his words tremblingly: "The benefactor put down the fan, and the poor monk will tell the truth."

……

Looking at the back of Wei Lian going down the mountain, Jingchen put away his covetous and fearful appearance, and let out a long sigh: "Master Ji, I don't know if you will regret this decision in the future..."

The night is cool and the candles flicker lightly.

Inside Zhong Ling Palace, there were one or two subdued panting sounds faintly.

Wei Lian clenched his fingers tightly, his lowered eyelashes were moist, and his exposed skin was slightly rouge-colored.

Too intense.

Must have been hurt.

When Ganquan Temple came back, he finally knew what choice Ji Yue was facing these days.

Jingchen told him everything.There is a catastrophe in the southeast, only he can solve it, but if he goes, he will be doomed.

After all, he could not escape the doomed death.

For Ji Yue, this was an extremely painful choice.

Save him, or save one side of the people.

To put it in a more cruel way, let him die alone, or let thousands of people die.

If Ji Yue is a faint king who doesn't love the country and beauty, there is no doubt that he will choose the former.

But Ji Yue is a wise king.

A wise king will not abandon his people.

and so……

Wei Lian endured it quietly, almost biting his lips to bleed, and his drooping eyelashes trembled violently.

That's why Ji Yue pesters him so much these days.

Pulling him around so unrestrainedly.

Was it...was he living every day between them as if it were his last?

It is so, it is so.

Wei Lian actually understood.

If it were him, he would choose to save more people.If Ji Yue chose him, he would look down on him instead.

How could Wei Lian fall in love with someone who would ignore the people of the world for his own selfishness.

What he fell in love with was a hero, a wise king through the ages.It was Ji Yue who he loved.

But he still felt sad.

It's not because Ji Yue chose the common people.

A lifetime is so long, and he and Ji Yue have only been together for such a short time.He was really... very unwilling.

He probably also knew that the person behind him was more sad than him.

Wei Lian accepted all of Ji Yue's treatment without saying a word.He knew that he was injured, but Ji Yue was restless and didn't notice.

It wasn't until his body was in severe pain that Wei Lian said in a hoarse voice: "Enough."

Ji Yue couldn't hear it.

He was reluctant to be separated from this person, and he didn't want to waste a moment of limited time.

Wei Lian rested his forehead on his arm, and said with a trembling voice, "...it hurts."

Ji Yue woke up suddenly, seeing Wei Lian's distressed appearance, pain and panic flashed for a moment.

He left in a hurry, opened his mouth to apologize, but couldn't say a word.

Wei Lian lowered his head wearily.He was tired, this time he was really hurt badly, maybe he was bleeding...

He was quiet for a while, feeling a chill behind him.

Ji Yue is giving him medicine.

It was the medicine sent by Doctor Wang last time, but I didn't expect it to come in handy now.

Wei Lian closed his eyes somewhat self-deprecatingly.

A drop of cold liquid landed on Wei Lian's shoulder.

He thought it was Ji Yue's sweat, after all, they had just ended an almost brutal love affair.

"A Lian." Ji Yue whispered, "I'm sorry."

He leaned over and hugged him, crying over and over again: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

What are you sorry for?

Sorry for hurting him.

Or sorry for giving up on him?

It's okay, I know, Ji Yue, you are a great hero.

I don't blame you.

Wei Lian pretended to be relaxed and said, "Ji Yue, you're going too far. You torment me so much at night and ask me to review memorials for you during the day. You're not as oppressive as you are."

He turned around and saw Ji Yue's slightly red eyes, he was stunned for a while, and said with a smile: "I didn't cry, why are you crying? Promise."

Ji Yue looked at him for a while, then suddenly came up to kiss him.They hugged each other tightly and kissed so inseparably, even the candlelight was not as hot as the love.

The moonlight is not as sad as that gaze.

I don't know if he was frightened by Wei Lian's injured appearance that day, but Ji Yue never touched him again.But the stickiness didn't decrease at all, just hugging him gently and carefully without doing anything.

It's like carefully protecting your own treasures and cherishing them as much as possible.

On the contrary, Wei Lian mentioned it a few times, but was rejected by Ji Yue: "I was too lonely a while ago, it's not good for your health."

Wei Lian wanted to take care of him, he was going to die, and he had to get enough sleep before he died.

So he completely reversed Ji Yue's state a few days ago.

In the eyes of outsiders, they only feel that the relationship between His Majesty and Young Master Lian is getting deeper and deeper day by day.

In late April, the people Ji Yue sent to Jiangzhou and Qingzhou came back quickly and brought back two secret reports.

Qingzhou is no exception.And in Qingping County, Jiangzhou, also in the southeast, a severe plague appeared.

What started out as one patient in one village quickly spread throughout the county.When the spies came back, the infection had already spread to the neighboring county.

The local county magistrate thought that the first few deaths were not a big deal, so he never cared.Unexpectedly, the epidemic intensified and spread to Zhizhou's ears.Zhizhou is at the juncture of promotion, and he is afraid that the black hat will not be guaranteed, so he does not report the knowledge.

Now the entire Jiangzhou, especially Qingping County, the source of the epidemic, is a purgatory on earth.

When Ji Yue heard the news, he was so angry that he fell down on the spot. The next day, he went to the court to explain the matter, and was dismissed from the post of Jiangzhou magistrate, waiting to be dealt with.The rest of the corresponding officials will wait until after the autumn to settle their accounts.

The top priority, however, is to stop the spread of the disease.

Now it is only a Jiangzhou, if it spreads to Qingzhou, and then spreads to all parts of Qin, it will be really unimaginable.

Ji Yue quickly sent an imperial envoy to Jiangzhou, and took half of the imperial hospital to treat the disease.

But he understands that half a hospital is not as good as one Wei Lian.

Ji Yue never summoned him today.

Wei Lian knew why.

After the early dynasty, the news of the plague in Jiangzhou has spread, causing an uproar in the court.No matter what kind of dynasty it was in, the plague was a terrible thing that made people turn pale.The palace people in the harem are also discussing quietly, no one knows.

But Ji Yue, who never wanted to be separated from Wei Lian in the past, did not see Wei Lian today.

Ji Yue, what are you waiting for?

Wei Lian thought quietly.

You know that only I can.

He waited in Zhongling Palace for half a day, but still did not hear any news from the Imperial Study Room.

Wei Lian laughed angrily, got up and went to the imperial study room, kicking open the door of the imperial study room.

Ji Yue raised his head in astonishment.

Wei Lian lowered his eyes: "I'll go too."

Knowing that it is a dead end, but there are always some missions that make people live towards death.

The author has something to say:

After emphasizing that this is sweet text eight hundred times and still having no effect, I successfully doubted the definition of sweet text.

I personally think that as long as there is no bloody misunderstanding between the two people from the beginning to the end, and they are not separated for a long time, no matter what the situation is, they trust and love each other deeply, then it can be considered sweet.This is my definition of sweet text, and it is also the reason why I have repeatedly emphasized that "emotional lines are not abused".

There is no guarantee for the plot line, only ups and downs can promote the development of the story.If it’s not a sweet story about two people going through adversity, then it probably doesn’t seem like it is, after all I have to write about them getting through it together.

But all the plots speculated in the comments are scarier than the plot line I thought... My reaction after seeing it is as follows:

Reader: (After brainstorming a lot of dramas that abuse the body and mind) Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! ! !

Me: (sluggish) Don’t write so cruelly, I never thought about it that way! ! !

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Let's stop scaring each other, I was abused by you.I am a sugar-producing author who is forced to eat the knives produced by readers every day, and I feel very humble.

Of course, if you really can't accept a little bit of abuse, it is recommended to raise it first.Because the plot line is about to start to advance, I have never seen a disaster that only cares about sweet love... Fubaiqu can't do it.

But I think love in war and chaos is more romantic than peace and prosperity, isn't it?

Finally, as a vaccination, the tone of the third volume will become a little bit heavier, mainly about the epidemic.This plot was decided by me in December last year, and it is also the most important part of the emotional line in the full text in my opinion. On January 12, I discussed the specific outline with Ji Yougua and kept a record.There are some things that I never thought would happen magically in reality... This is a coincidence, so even if you see similarities, don't connect too much with reality.After all, humans are always making the same mistakes.

But I believe that whether it is in the text or in reality, the ending will be better.

After all, human beings are always moving forward.