I am slightly cute

It was already late at night, the yamen servant fed the lamp oil, held the wind with his hand, borrowed the fire from the candle, and relit the shade lamp, only one lamp, and the mother-in-law's face could already be seen clearly, one of which was shadowed in the afterglow The overgrown face, with fine lines covering the skin on the face, and the dry lips with deep cracks, like cracked mud, lifeless, if one had to describe this person, it would be The old ones don't look like that.

The housekeeper also felt pitiful, sighed, and while the yamen servant was still lighting the lamp, he said to the old man: "Grandma, why are you here again so late?"

The old woman's lips trembled slightly, her heavy eyelids were lifted with difficulty, and she murmured: "My grandson...is not breathing anymore." After finishing speaking, the moist eye sockets turned slightly yellow under the light of the kerosene lamp, and there were drops of water. Slowly flowing down the lines on the face, the old woman raised her arm and wiped her face. Her withered and stiff arms trembled, and the wooden crutch rubbed against the ground to make a creaking sound.

"Mother-in-law, you are lucky. There is a noble person here today, and he is very concerned about your family's affairs." The housekeeper didn't know how to comfort him, and just blurted out the words "good luck", and he blamed himself. This is not good luck, this is It's a bad luck for eight lifetimes, but fortunately, the old woman is not in the mood to pick words, and he is greedy for her mother-in-law's hand. "Come in with me."

Xiao Suji, Han Jingzhi and others had already put down their bowls and chopsticks and moved to the inner room. Zhao Zijing was surprised by Han Jingzhi's attention to this unexpected incident, not only Zhao Zijing was surprised, even Xiao Suji, Jiang Yibai, and even Doudou It's all at a loss.

Han Jingzhi is a man of benevolence, righteousness, courage, and toughness, but he will not meddle in other people's affairs everywhere, let alone the emperor is with him, even if he has a close relationship with the emperor, he can't be careless, Xiao Suji didn't say to intervene, How could he drag the emperor into this case? Isn't this forcing the emperor to use his power and destroy the tacit balance of the lower-level officialdom?

"Ai Qing?" Xiao Suji was a little confused. He felt that he was very full after eating, but he usually ate until he was [-]% full, and he didn't eat pastries after dinner. He was really reluctant to leave the table.

"Hey, I'll feed you later." Han Jingzhi squeezed Xiao Suji's palm, but he had a worried look on his face.

The old woman groped into the inner room with the support of the housekeeper. The housekeeper held a lamp in his hand to light the way. When he entered the door, he stretched his neck to blow out the oil lamp, and grabbed the hand of the old woman to kneel down.

"Don't, don't, sit down." Xiao Suji quickly waved his hands. If such an old woman knelt down, she probably wouldn't be able to get up. It's very pitiful to see such a lost soul. Although Xiao Suji didn't understand Han Jingzhi What is the intention, but when he saw this scene, his heart was instinctively sour. Although he had been sitting on the throne for many years, he was taught by the grand master for all kinds of miscellaneous knowledge, and his boxing skills were accompanied by guards, but once he lost his memory, He has forgotten all about it, but he remembers his identity very clearly, and he has a heart of compassion and love for the people, especially the people who are powerless.

"Thank you, Your Majesty." On the contrary, Zhao Zijing thanked Xiao Suji first, and then hurriedly asked the servant to put a chair on the old woman, and sat on the opposite side not far from the Emperor.

"Emperor... Your Majesty?" The woman didn't seem to understand what the county magistrate said, and she repeated in a hoarse local accent, her fingers tremblingly holding the crutch, even the crutch in her hand. trembling slightly.

"Mother-in-law, our adults are really difficult to deal with. I am ashamed to say that I have not received a reply to the letter sent to the prefect of Bizhou. But since the emperor is here now, I will definitely help you get justice." The housekeeper seemed to be Zhao Zijing's mouthpiece, explaining the situation to the old woman, and then subconsciously looked at Xiao Suji's face, worried that the emperor would be unhappy, after all, the emperor went out to adjust his mood, not to seek trouble, But the trouble came before the meal was finished, even though the emperor didn't say anything, it's hard to guarantee that he wouldn't be unhappy, and it would be bad to blame him in the future.

"I... my grandson won't be breathing anymore. Is my grandson dead?" The old woman was not very conscious, her tears flowed down her cheeks like a cloud covered with a layer of tulle. The old eyes looked at Xiao Suji helplessly and in pain.

Xiao Suji's heart twitched when she saw her, and suddenly felt the same pain. This feeling of helplessness was always inexplicably familiar, and he couldn't help but want to escape. He felt his throat was inexplicably dry, his palms were sweaty, and he couldn't breathe. All in a hurry.

"Your Majesty? Xiao Suji!" Han Jingzhi was very close to him, and immediately noticed his abnormality. He softly called the Emperor in Xiao Suji's ear, but found that Xiao Suji didn't respond at all, but his index finger was Trembling slightly, with a little sweat oozing from his forehead, he called the emperor's name out of desperation.

Xiao Suji seemed to be awakened suddenly, woke up from his own hysteria, and said softly: "Ai Qing?"

"What's the matter?" Han Jingzhi asked patiently and softly, but his heart was full of worry, because Xiao Suji's fingers were cold, and he was still trembling unconsciously, obviously immersed in fear, but Why is there fear, but Han Jingzhi has no idea at all, he knows that there are secrets on Xiao Su's body that he can't touch, even though he and Xiao Suji are so close, they can't touch that field, at least for now, he It's still far from that place.

"There is a...needle." The thin needle found in the small cabinet emerged in Xiao Suji's mind. The thin needle pierced through his flesh and brought out bursts of blood. The fingers holding the thin needle were firm and firm. Resolutely, leaving one after another small needles on his inner thighs, the needles were bright red, and was dried by the wind in a short while. Like a bystander, he looked up along this finger.

The fingers were slender and slender, the arms were like white lotus root, the chubby shoulders were covered by the loose clothes, and he saw his own face when he was a child.

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Han Jingzhi asked Jiang Yibai to follow the county magistrate to visit the old woman's house. He picked up Xiao Suji and rubbed against his face for a while, then put Xiao Suji on the bed, and gently pulled Xiao Suji. Xiao Suji's eyes were wide open, even his muscles were tense, his pulse was normal, and there was no sign of poisoning or madness.

"Your Majesty, let me have a look." Han Jingzhi stretched out his hand towards Xiao Suji's belt in a soft voice, then looked at Xiao Suji with eyes asking for approval, and waited for Xiao Suji to nod his head trustingly before lightly Gently took off his belt.

Peeling off the covering robe and lightly pulling off the soft underwear, Xiao Suji involuntarily tensed his legs.

There are a few pale marks that Han Jingzhi is familiar with on the thighs, quietly like something that grew on Xiao Suji's legs since birth, Han Jingzhi cautiously touched them with his fingers, it was as soft as ordinary skin.

But Doudou knows that it is the effect of repelling putrefaction insects. In the face of wounds that seem to be unable to heal, expelling putrefaction insects is so powerful that it can heal all wounds, so the wound here is definitely not just as simple as a needle.

"How did you do it?" Han Jingzhi pointed to the white marks. He didn't have a chance to ask last time, but now he can finally ask. But at the same time, he didn't have any hope. If he could get the answer so easily, he wouldn't. It made him feel so hopeless.

really.

"I don't know, Aiqing, you don't think it's ugly, do you?" Xiao Suji shook his head innocently, thinking that Han Jingzhi might think the mark on his thigh was ugly, he wanted to burst into tears, but for a moment He couldn't squeeze it out, so he couldn't help being a little envious of the Prime Minister, why Pei Yu's tears were so many, which could make people feel affectionate at any time.

"What are you thinking about?" Han Jingzhi pinched Xiao Suji's nose helplessly. The good-looking emperor was half lying on the bed, disheveled and aggrieved. Jingzhi is not in the mood to think about these things that don't know how far away, he just hopes that he can rush to Taoist Tianji as soon as possible to see a doctor for Xiao Suji.

But now things like this in Huizhou, I don't know when it will end, it seems that some time has been delayed.

"After all, my whole body is good-looking, just such a little flaw." Xiao Suji said seriously, he also knows that he is good-looking, good-looking, good-looking skin, just think about it, he is very good-looking, and Ai Qing is a perfect match.

"Well, it's pretty, very pretty." Han Jingzhi smiled and looked at Xiao Suji's proud expression. In fact, he still wanted to ask why he saw himself holding a needle when he was a child, but he was afraid of affecting Xiao Suji's recovery. He didn't ask about his emotions, but he believed that all the secrets would one day be revealed. As long as he digs out bit by bit, and follows a line that has already been traced, he will pull out the people behind the scenes bit by bit. Come out and root out!

"I'll go and see that family, and Doudou will take good care of the emperor." Han Jingzhi stood up reluctantly, he had to go and have a look, if his thinking was correct, this matter should have something to do with the mysterious Lianxue Villa .

"I want to go too!" Xiao Suji jumped up from the bed, not wanting to be treated as a weak little medicine bag, it was the first time he left the palace, he was full of curiosity about everything outside, including that weird person.

"No." Han Jingzhi refused coldly.

"Okay!" Xiao Suji stretched his neck and raised his eyes to meet Han Jingzhi, very imposing, especially with the demeanor of a generation of tyrants, if not so much shorter than King Lin.

"It just can't." Han Jingzhi pinched the emperor's butt very fiercely.

"I am the emperor, I will do as I say!" Xiao Suji rubbed his buttocks, and stuck out his tongue triumphantly at Han Jingzhi.

Han Jingzhi gritted his teeth with a smile, and his eyes were full of threats: "You also know that you are the emperor, so I don't care about the memorials from now on. Your majesty, please think hard about lighting the lamp and cooking oil." , It's very disadvantageous to do it, no one has anything to do with it, if it's not for Xiao Suji, he really wants to run back to the border early, whoever wants to usurp this person.

"That...that's not acceptable!" Xiao Suji blushed anxiously, and objected with jumping feet. Although it was unreasonable, it seemed to be very righteous.

"Not approved." Han Jingzhi hugged his chest, deliberately teasing Xiao Suji.

"Then I will give you more money!" Xiao Suji was very confident, so there is nothing to say, so he will give Aiqing an extra tael every day, saving 400 taels for a year, and 4000 taels for ten years. , Saving 100 years is 4 to [-] taels, which sounds particularly scary, and everyone can be happy!

"No wages." Han Jingzhi didn't expect that Xiao Suji's so-called extra wages were one-thousandth of what he donated.

Well, luckily I don't know.

"What do you want?" Xiao Suji was puzzled.

I want to be skin to skin with you and fall asleep on my feet.

Han Jingzhi silently expected in his heart, but in front of Doudou, it was hard to say such love words.

Doudou has been listening to the flirting and cursing for a long time, the corners of her mouth twitching slightly, her indeterminate tyrant and upright prince, now she is like a crooked young couple hanging out at the door of the dormitory, moving around non-stop.

Salmon!Can you show your affection without saying a word?God made the original author eat dog food!

"Let's go, let's go together, don't be scared, this house in Huizhou is not as magnificent as the imperial palace." Han Jingzhi finally compromised, although he still didn't like the emperor seeing bad things in his heart, but after all, he couldn't hold back Xiao Suji. Not only has his whereabouts been exposed now, but the county government will be watched by the people tomorrow. After all, he is a rare emperor.

"Hee hee." Xiao Suji was satisfied, I had already prepared the draft in my heart, "The Diary of the Emperor: The Withering Little Prince" could be updated in minutes, as ruthless as you want, the poor little prince withers every day Yes, Kong has strong muscles and a handsome face, because he was fierce to the emperor some time ago, and even spanked the emperor's ass, God punished him withered for a month, and he could only cry in my arms, not at all He couldn't feel the pleasure of beeping, and later he didn't agree with the emperor to investigate the case, and even pinched the emperor's ass hatefully. God decided to let the little prince wither every day, which is not worthy of sympathy at all!

"What are you thinking about?" Han Jingzhi took Xiao Suji by the hand, and seeing him holding back a faint smile, he couldn't help but feel happy watching, as long as the emperor is in a good mood, he will be very comfortable.

"I have a dream." I hope that the stories in the little yellow book I wrote can be realized as soon as possible. Xiao Xiaoji looked at Xiao Zhizhi and stomped his feet unwillingly.

"Then I wish the emperor's dream come true." Han Jingzhi smiled innocently, and instinctively blessed Xiao Suji.

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The author has something to say: Doudou: The emperor who can't tell the difference between attack and victim, all he thinks about is cutting off his sex-life.

Thank you Luodi GN for the nutrient solution irrigation~

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