Promotion and fortune in Song Dynasty

At the end of the banquet, the six people present were half drunk.

Even though Yang Wenguang disliked Gao Jixuan who made him stink of alcohol in every way, he couldn't abandon him now, so he could only bear with it and carried the drunken fool back to Gao's house; the little emperor dripped under the supervision of Lu Ci He was not drunk, and he was able to sneak out of the palace smoothly at that time, and his own minister helped him. Lin Neichen had been waiting at the gate of Fanlou early; Lu Ci was a little more troublesome, and had to take care of two drunks.

Fortunately, it is not difficult to subdue a frail Liu Qi. Although Di Qing can't help much when he is drunk, as long as other people don't make any 'outrageous' behaviors in front of Lu Ci, he will look old. Honest and serious, he acts as if everything is business as usual.

When Lu Ci sent the little emperor to the gate on the first floor, Lin Neichen, who was dressed as a commoner, immediately greeted him with a smile. After carefully confirming that the official family was safe and sound, he was relieved from the bottom of his heart, and thanked in a low voice: "Thank you, Lu Jiedu."

"There is no need for Lin Neichen to be too courteous about his duties." Lu Ci shook his head indistinctly, and instead of taking credit, he said with a smile: "Lin Neichen took so much trouble in taking care of His Majesty, I think the officials will remember it in their hearts."

If it were someone else, even if they didn't dare to reprimand the officials directly like Kou Zhun's fierce temper, they would definitely try their best to dissuade the emperor's whim, for fear that if something went wrong, he would be killed.

Especially for Lin Neichen, who managed to survive the late emperor who often did inexplicable actions, and who is today's senior, but willing to take the risk of being held accountable to fulfill the wish of a small official, it is really commendable.

Hearing Lu Ci's words, and seeing the little emperor who had his wish fulfilled, who was rarely showing a childishness suitable for his age, and who was still happily looking around at the moment, Lin Neichen couldn't help smiling, feeling warm in his heart: "For me, it's also part of my job."

If it wasn't for the emperor who wanted to go out of the palace to find someone else but Lu Ci, he wouldn't dare to take matters into his own hands.

"It's getting late, Yilang, let's go back." Seeing that the little emperor was still looking around reluctantly, yearning for the prosperity of the market, Lu Ci sighed softly, but he had to harden his heart, and persuaded him: "If Ling People find that it will not be so easy to think of it next time.”

--exactly.

Perhaps there was an extra hope for a 'next time', and at the same time, he realized the seriousness of his deeds being revealed. Zhao Zhen suddenly had a serious face, and Lin Neichen didn't need to force himself to urge him, and took a few steps forward without hesitation: " move!"

Lin Neichen hurriedly followed and gave Lu Ci a thankful glance, and soon disappeared into the crowd with Zhao Zhen one after the other.

Lu Ci watched their figures go away with a slight smile, and then looked at the two drunk men who were left for him: one drank a lot on his own, and at the moment he was completely drunk, holding the left side of the door affectionately. The red pillars on the side sang a lyrical ditty, which was quite pleasant. In addition, the outstanding appearance of the three of them caused countless passers-by to look at them kindly; On the side, a pair of heroic eyes stared at the fussy Liu Qi, vigilant that he would reach out and touch Lu Ci randomly at any time.

Lu Ci pressed the swollen eyebrows.

When the matter came to an end, he regretted not bringing a few servants with him before going out, so he had to face the need to carry Liu Qi himself.

In desperation, he found the right time, and directly embraced Liu Qi, who was singing happily, by the shoulder, and held the rather well-behaved Di Qing with the other hand. direction to go.

As a result, before taking two steps, Di Qing, who was holding on to her left hand, broke away on her own initiative.

Lu Ci asked in confusion, "Young brother?"

Di Qing walked around behind Liu Qi expressionlessly, leaned over slightly, fiddled with his hands, and hugged him easily.

Of course, instead of adopting such a gentle princess hug posture, but only putting Liu Qi's upper body on his shoulders, and then casually pressing the opponent's waist that has softened into mud with one hand, not only the movements are rude, but also the expression on the face is ugly like being tortured.

"..." Lu Ci blinked, and looked at Liu Qi, who was half-carried and half-carried by Di Qing as a rice bag, his chin was bewildered and hiccupped on his shoulder, who hadn't figured out the situation yet, and looked again Di Qing, who looked solemnly and waited intently for him to give orders, couldn't help asking tentatively: "Brother Qing, are you sober?"

Hearing this, a daze flashed across Di Qing's dark eyes.

Seeing that he didn't answer immediately, Lu Ci knew that this was purely the result of Di Qing's jealousy when he didn't want to see himself and Liu Qi 'hugging'.

On the contrary, he hit the right button and relieved his worries about carrying Liu Qi home.

In front of everyone, Lu Ci couldn't show more intimate behaviors to Di Qing, so he only smiled and held Di Qing's free hand again: "Go home."

The tips of Di Qing's ears trembled slightly, and when he caught what he liked to hear, the corners of his lips immediately rose slightly.

He didn't say a word, but walked very obediently, neither fast nor slow, his palms were dry and hot, and before he knew it, he turned against the guest and wrapped the back of Lu Ci's slightly cold hands gently.

When the three of them returned to the Lu residence, the servants who came to greet them were taken aback on the spot.

They didn't notice at all that Di Lang, who was carrying Master Liu Lang with his usual face, was also drunk, and hurriedly unloaded Liu Qi, who was blushing and talking drunkenly, from Di Qing, and sent him to the morning to get ready. Hot soup to go in the room.

"Lord Lang, Lord Di Lang..."

When they saw Di Qing holding Lu Ci's hand tightly and tightly, step by step, they realized that there was another person who was drunk: "How about us—"

"Hot soup and clean clothes are ready," Lu Ci shook his head and said with a smile, "I will take care of the younger brother, and you will take good care of Brother Liu."

"Yes."

The servants responded in unison, and before closing the door and leaving, they quietly glanced at Di Qing who ignored them and only focused on Lu Ci, and smiled knowingly at each other.

Although he is tall and burly, Master Di Lang is a young man who is not as weak as a crown.

——I don't like to express anymore on weekdays, but I love Mr. Lu very much in my heart. After getting drunk, I will be as reluctant to let go like a child.

In the blink of an eye, there were only two people left in the room. Lu Ci glanced at the steaming bathtub, looked at Di Qing who was sitting obediently, and looked up at him standing there with a smile on his face, and asked maliciously, "Who undresses?" Work, does Hanchen want to do it himself, or let me help you?"

To the disappointment of Lu Lishu, who had developed a bad taste, he completely underestimated the "devotion" and purity of this little crabapple to him: no matter when he was drunk or awake, Di Qing never dared to "feather to change clothes for him" delusional thoughts.

After the chaotic mind detected the word 'take off', he got up automatically, took off his clothes in a serious manner, and stepped into the bathtub consciously, only his head was exposed in the hot soup.

pity.

Lu Ci sighed quietly, suppressing the regret in his heart, picked up the soap ball on the table, and scrubbed and washed the long hair of the little lover.

Thanks to being drunk, Di Qing could enjoy the 'serving' of her grandfather so naturally.

Although Lu Ci was shampooing someone's hair for the first time, his actions were gentle and calm.

Whenever the slender fingers rubbed the snow-white soap foam and pressed it between the silky hair, Di Qing squinted her eyes comfortably like a cat whose chin has been rubbed, her throat rolled gently, and occasionally let out a 'purr purr' sound.

Lu Ci was amused by the sound, and after washing off the soap foam from the long hair under his hands, he took a clean veil and wrapped it around it, and then smiled and approached Di Qing: "You are so clingy, don't you like me?" Could it be that he is really a raccoon slave?"

His smile was clearly reflected in Di Qing's eyes, and it took him a while to answer intoxicatedly: "...No."

"Then what are you?"

Lu Ci tried the temperature of the water, and saw that it was a bit cold, so he took off the clean long towel from the screen: "Get up."

Di Qing stood up abruptly, stepped out of the bathtub naked, took the long towel, wiped it on his body automatically and consciously, and replied solemnly: "Yu Yu said... It's a wolf cub, not a raccoon slave .”

"It's a joke you said casually, but you remember it clearly."

Lu Ci laughed. He was afraid that he would catch a cold, so he stopped teasing him, but coaxed him to put on his pajamas and lie down on the bed.

After a while, his breathing slowed down and he fell into a deep sleep.

Lu Ci looked at him tenderly, smiled lightly, and slowly placed a kiss on the lips of the little lover.

"Good night."

A good night's dream.

Because he didn't know how much he could drink, Di Qing accidentally got drunk, slept through the morning practice for the first time, and didn't wake up until mid-morning.

As a result, before he could open his eyes, he was struck by a splitting headache that he had never had before, and his brows were wrinkled.

what happened?

Di Qing was full of doubts, and just about to sit up, he was startled by the temperature of another person's body against his chest, and his mind went blank.

Also wearing light pajamas, sleeping comfortably on his right arm with his eyes closed, isn't he the grandfather?

What shocked him the most was not the fact that the two shared the same bed—when he was still in Qinzhou, since he became more courageous, he often sneaked into the ancestral room to sleep peacefully overnight with his sweetheart in his arms— It's a scene where the two people's sleeping clothes are loose and half-faded, and their bodies are still intimately intertwined.

Just when he was racking his brains to recall the scene of last night, his whole body was petrified, and he froze and didn't dare to move an inch, Lu Ci gave a soft 'hmm', opened his eyes suddenly, and said casually in a rough voice: " What time is it?"

Di Qing didn't respond.

Lu Ci yawned lazily, but didn't continue to ask questions. Instead, he slowly sat up with his elbows on the couch, and the moment he opened his eyes, he was dazzled by the bright sunlight. He couldn't help but said in surprise: "It's almost noon? I've slept for so long."

When he was still slowly waking up, Di Qing's eyeballs followed him with difficulty.

——Because of Lu Ci's casual movements when he got up, the pajamas that were already open and hung on the left side were completely dropped.

The pajamas are snow-white, but they are far inferior to the whiteness and lustrousness of the skin it wraps. When the cascading black hair is scattered on it, the contrast is sharp, forming a thrilling impact.

Especially when the light from a layer of white gauze curtain is projected on it, it shines like a hidden pearl, exuding a dreamlike beauty.

Since it was already noon and the sun was shining brightly, Lu Ci, who was bathed in the sunlight, didn't feel cold. After sitting with squinted eyes for a while, he turned sideways and naturally pressed on Di Qing, stretching out his hand He rummaged through the bedside for a change of clothes.

"摅...摅羽," Lu Ci shyly changed half of his clothes, and Di Qing, who was stunned, found his voice with difficulty: "Yesterday, I..."

Seeing his bewildered appearance, Lu Ci, who was already half-deliberately teasing his mind, slowly showed a smile, and pretended to be gloomy and said: "Didn't you forget it all? Forget it, let's skip it." Let’s just pretend nothing happened.”

Di Qing: "!!!"