Tyrant's "stand-in" shadow guard

Li Xingjin was vomited all over when he walked to the gate of Yulin Palace with Ying Qi in his arms.

He froze for a moment, and under the shocked eyes of the palace maid who came out, he helped him into the hall without changing his expression.

Ying Qi was carried away by him, Qing Juan's face was flushed with pink, and he wished he could dig a hole in the ground with his sword immediately.There was helplessness in his clear eyes: "Your Majesty, this subordinate will fetch water and clean it up for you."

Li Xingjin's aura made him subconsciously want to run away.

Li Xingjin tilted his head, the arm under his arm remained motionless, and glanced at him lightly: "Disobedient again?"

That look was extremely cold, like ice condensed for thousands of years, colder than a murderous sword.

It was extremely hot, as if a volcano erupted for thousands of years, boiling hotter than the blood on the cold sword.

Ying Qi's mind suddenly went blank.

When he realized it, he had followed Li Xingjin into the other party's bedroom, and a faint fragrance wafted in the air, lingering at the tip of his nose.

Ying Qi was in a daze, he remembered that Ying Liu said that His Majesty didn't like incense, and even hated wearing incense on others, so people around His Majesty never wore sachets, and even dared not use scented clothes.

Li Xingjin took off his coat slowly and told him: "It's ambergris. I remember you once said that ambergris is better than musk, and it should match the emperor."

At that time, when the first emperor died, the first thing the empress dowager did was to issue a decree to the inside and outside of the palace city, forcing him to leave the east palace and live in the Changming palace with filial piety, to pray for the blessing of the late emperor who died young.

The Changming Palace was lonely, and in the next five years, he never saw Wei Yanghua from the Eastern Palace again, and he never got everything that the Prince of the Eastern Palace should have.

Even a piece of ambergris became a luxury.

The emperor's eyes looked at Ying Qi, deep and far away, as if immersed in some pictures: "I ascended the throne two years ago, and I decreed that ambergris can only be used by the emperor from now on. Up to now, the number has been quite large. There are also tributes, but unfortunately you have never had the chance to smell it... Do you like it?"

"I like it." Ambergris is elegant and delicate, very soft, not pungent, and has a faint invasiveness. Just standing within its coiled range for a while, I feel its fragrance on my clothes and shoes.

Shadow Seven likes its just right closeness.

As expected, Li Xingjin smiled with satisfaction, but his eyes turned cold inch by inch: "Why do you vomit after eating sauced meat?"

A trace of panic flashed in Ying Qi's eyes, and finally dared not lie under the pressure of the emperor: "This subordinate... feels a little tired."

He summoned up his courage and said softly, "Subordinates don't like to eat."

He was really spoiled.

When saying this sentence, Ying Qi thought to himself.

But the major general is a major general, and the shadow seven is a shadow seven. He is a stand-in, not another major general.

Li Xingjin suddenly hugged Ying Qi tightly, resting his chin lightly on his head, stroking Ying Wei's soft hair, coaxing with distress and joy: "If you don't like it, you won't eat it anymore, it's me Negligence. In the future, no matter what, whether it’s a thing or a character, whether you like it or not, you must tell me the truth, and don’t wrong yourself, understand?”

Shadow Seven nodded.

His Majesty felt cold, but his chest was hot. He was surrounded by this warmth, and he could even hear the gurgling blood flowing through his veins when the opponent's heart was beating.

Unlike him, who is obviously a martial arts practitioner, but his body temperature is always cool, like a cool jade that can't catch the heat no matter what.

Seeing that he obediently agreed, Li Xingjin picked up a strand of his soft black hair with his fingertips, played with it in his hands, and said, "Okay then, I'll ask you."

"Do you like practicing calligraphy?"

Ying Qi froze.

"Poetry?"

Shaking his head imperceptibly.

"Chess painting?"

Ying Qi tried to break free from Xing Jin's tightly bound arms, his eyes drifted away: "Your Majesty, forgive me, this subordinate has soiled the dragon robe, go and clean it up."

Li Xingjin was unmoved: "Are those people outside dead, do you need to do it?"

He continued the previous topic: "Although I don't like it, I have to practice. Then I can't help you with everything."

"What's the matter?" Ying Qi was confused.

To be honest, for a bodyguard who uses force to stand up, what he learns is the way of killing people, and what he does is cruel officials. Good writing is just the icing on the cake.

Yingqi couldn't think of anything in the future that he would have to solve with literary prose.

Li Xingjin said vaguely: "What if someone who doesn't have eyesight will bully you with these things in the future? I can't just watch."

He let go of Ying Qi: "You feel uncomfortable in your stomach, it happens that the medicinal food at Doctor Ge's place should be almost ready, I asked him to come and show you."

After finishing speaking, he raised his voice and shouted: "Li Fangquan! Get out of here!"

The sky was getting dark, there was no light in the house, the light was warm, people who had been inside the house would not notice it, and those who came in from the outside would probably be blinded for a while, Li Xingjin thought about it, and sat on the couch, hem the lining The red was completely covered.

As expected, Eunuch Li was waiting outside. When he came in, he let out an ouch and said flatteringly, "Your Majesty, forgive me. This old slave is really worried about Lord Qiwei's health, so he thought of waiting outside the palace. Isn't that so? It just so happens that His Majesty ordered it."

Li Xingjin looked at him coldly and asked for credit, and said: "Ah Qi has a stomachache, so I went to ask the doctor Ge. Here comes the medicine."

Ying Qishang turned her head to look at Li Xingjin, her eyes were puzzled and surprised.

Obviously he didn't even make a move, he just played a trick to avoid the thorn, and used some internal force to accidentally open one or two small wounds, how could His Majesty know?

For a moment, Ying Qi suspected that what His Majesty just took off was not his own clothes, but his.

Eunuch Li responded, and Li Xingjin said again: "Go yourself, and take a look at your injuries."

Eunuch Li immediately showed a tearful expression of gratitude, and covered the strange look in his eyes: "Thank you, Your Majesty! The old servant will go now."

"Then this dragon robe?" Eunuch Li's eyelids twitched when he saw the dragon robe stained with dirt when he turned around.

Your Majesty really has a heart for this Yingqi, even though the dragon robe has been messed up like this, he has never been angry, and he still wants to call the imperial doctor for him.

"Take it out and wash it." Eunuch Li carefully carried the dragon robe and left.

Only then did Li Xingjin stand up from the couch, and took off her white undershirt.

Facing Li Xingjin's naked upper body with smooth wheat-colored muscles, Ying Qi blinked, closed his eyes immediately, and opened them again, with a tense expression: "Your Majesty, are you injured?"

Now he was sure that the faint smell of blood he smelt before was from Li Xingjin.

He saw that the red blood stain on the white inner garment was lower, about the same level as the waist and hips, but seeing that there was no wound on His Majesty's waist and abdomen, he couldn't help but move his eyes slowly, and stopped at one place.

"What's going on in your head?" Li Xingjin was stiffened by his scorching gaze, threw the underwear over, and said in a hoarse voice: "Can I hurt there? Come here for me! "

He speaks so indiscriminately that he doesn't even care about "Zhen".

Yingqi leaned her head back, hugged the tunic that was thrown over, finally heaved a sigh of relief, and obediently walked over: "Then these bloodstains?"

"Someone else's." Li Xingjin remembered the incident in the prison, and didn't want to say more, so he approached him and said calmly: "Tomorrow you can wash it when you have time, don't let others see it."

Ying Qi didn't ask much, and nodded in response. His Majesty took this matter as a secret. After thinking about it, he hid the clothes in the incense cabinet, and brought out a new one.

With her eyes wandering on Li Xingjin's toned chest and abdomen, Ying Qi held the new underwear in both hands, and handed it forward: "Your Majesty."

Li Xingjin touched his six-pack abs, glanced at him, and muttered: "The place that should be obedient is not obedient."

Where it should be active, it is not active.

"Come and change my clothes for me."

As soon as Ying Qi clumsily put on the coat for His Majesty, Imperial Physician Ge came and was asking for orders.

Li Xingjin asked someone to come in.

Doctor Ge bowed in, the tip of his nose moved slightly, and his brows frowned. As a doctor, his sense of smell was already slightly stronger than that of ordinary people. For this reason, he specially used drugs to strengthen his ability in this area, so it was several times stronger than others .Because of this, as soon as he entered the bedroom, he smelled a faint smell of blood.

Imperial Physician Ge knelt down to worship His Majesty calmly. From the corner of his eye, he saw that the room was dimly lit. His Majesty and Lord Wei Qi were both standing. His Majesty was behind him, close to Wei Qi. Because they were so close, the figures on the ground overlapped without distinguishing each other. The description was very ambiguous.Reminiscent of the fishy sweet smell just now, when Eunuch Li came to call him before, Tete told him that Master Wei Qi was injured, and if His Majesty asked him to bring some wound medicine, he couldn't help but blush.

Well, that kind of injury, to be honest, this is the first time he has dealt with it after working as a servant in the palace for these years.