I heard I'm a scumbag

Although Gu Zhijian had already made up his mind to take down the cold and honest emperor, but after thinking about it, as a young master who hadn't been home for a few days, he should still be concerned.

So on this day, Gu Zhijian spoke after deliberation: "Your Majesty, I've been bothering you for a long time, should I go back home?"

Song Wei said lightly, "You can go back."

After waiting for a long time, there is no more text.

That means let him go back by himself!

Gu Zhijian looked at herself who was struggling to move an inch, and who was pushing (inexplicably shy) on Song Yu's chest every day, and tacitly did not speak again.

Gu Zhijian: Today is another day for Lai in the palace!yeah!

As time went by, Gu Zhijian obviously felt that her condition was getting better and better, at least she was not so sleepy anymore.

He guessed: it might be that the yin mirror has the effect of nourishing the soul. As for the sun mirror, if he guessed correctly, it should have the effect of strengthening the body, loosening the muscles and bones, and penetrating the blood vessels, and maybe it can also detoxify.

As the name of the Qiankun Mirror implies, the so-called Qiankun refers to the two lines of the eight trigrams, meaning heaven and earth, which can be derived into yin and yang. One nourishes the soul and the other strengthens the living body. It is indeed a treasure.

Seeing Song Yu coughing from time to time, always pale cheeks, Gu Zhijian secretly decided that Song Yu must wear sunglasses for a long time after returning to her body.

Moreover, he also found that Song Wei was more and more indulgent to him.

Although he still looks cold, he is surprisingly easy to talk to.

For example this time:

"Your Majesty, spring is just right now, why don't we go to the Imperial Garden for a stroll."

"Now is the time when all things are recovering and thriving. Presumably the emperor will be happy when he sees the flowers in the imperial garden. The emperor is happy, and the people..."

Gu Zhijian was about to use his three-inch tongue to try his best to persuade Song Wei.

"it is good."

Song Wei agreed very simply.

In fact, as long as Gu Zhijian's request is not excessive, he will agree.Sometimes the promise is very reluctant, just to be ashamed to let the young master feel that he is accommodating him.

So, the two big men dismissed the servants and started wandering in the back garden.

If there is someone at this time, they will definitely see such a picture: a tall and thin man, holding a small mirror, looking around in the flowers, and what he looks at is the mirror in his hand...

Under Song Wei's more pampering, Gu Zhijian began to live like a bully again.

Whenever Song Yu was discussing with ministers in the front hall, or contributing to government affairs in the court, at first he would obediently stay on Song Yu's chest.

Gradually, the young master's fun-loving nature was exposed, and he began to choose a place to entertain himself, calling it a good name, ashamed to listen to state secrets all the time.

One day, Song Yu and Ge Lao discussed matters related to debt recovery in the front hall.

As usual, Gu Zhijian was in the imperial study room. There were more than a dozen picture books spread out in front of him. Looking carefully, the picture books were exactly the same, but the number of pages opened was different.

"The scholar couldn't help trembling in his heart, 'My lord...' The fox demon walked into him, kissed the scholar's lips lightly, pushed him onto the bed seemingly softly but irresistibly, and took off his gentle Shayi, wrap her long red tail around the scholar..."

Gu Zhijian watched it with great interest, and even thought about it, and tried this action herself in the future, when she heard the window creak.

Gu Zhijian regained her senses, hid her figure, and thought: The person who was waiting has finally arrived.

A few days ago, Gu Zhijian pretended to inadvertently ask Song Yu if he kept some important documents in a safe place.

At that time, Song Yu gave him a meaningful look, and still said a few places.

After hearing this, Gu Zhijian felt that Song Wei was indeed very shrewd. As long as the assassins didn't spend a day and a night looking for them, these things would usually not be found.

Now that the basic safety has been guaranteed, the young master decided to watch the show without hesitation.

Gu Zhijian watched eagerly as someone crawled in from the window. Although he covered his face, Gu Zhijian still recognized that this temperament was like a green lotus, and there was a kind of artificial elegance in his gestures, who else could it be if it wasn't Tan Qing!

Yo ha!The enemy's road is narrow!

In the original plot, the young master was locked in the box and could not see the outside at all.

He asked for help when he heard a voice cursing the emperor outside. From the beginning to the end, the young master didn't know that the assassin was Tan Qing, but it was also related to Tan Qing's intentional lowering of his voice.

On the contrary, when I met Tan Qing when I came to collect information every half a day, he was so moved that he thought he came to see him specially!

Gu Zhijian watched as Tan Qing began to rummage here and there, and because of his anxiety and nervousness, the more he rummaged, the more confused he became.

Finally he noticed a dozen of the same books in front of a mirror, and Tan Qing carefully glanced at the cover of "The Little Lady Who Can Draw Erotic Pictures".

Tan Qing: ...What the hell is this? !

As if he had thought of something, his eyes lit up, and he began to memorize the page numbers of the books. Gu Zhijian read the books along the pages, but the order of these books was disorderly.

As a result, Tan Qing regarded the page numbers of these books as some kind of code.

Tan Qing was writing down the page number, location and content, while Gu Zhijian looked at him with a suppressed smile in the mirror.

Seeing the time passing by every minute and every second, beads of sweat appeared on Tan Qing's forehead, but the smile on his face became bigger and bigger, and finally, he showed an expression that he was sure of winning.

Tan Qing flipped through other books and said to himself, "Oh, this dog emperor still has time to write poetry!" He threw the paper aside and climbed out of the window again.

Seeing that he was gone, Gu Zhijian wanted to continue reading the storybook, but unfortunately he messed it up, so she became bored again.

Inadvertently glanced at the piece of paper that Tan Qing dropped, Gu Zhijian's eyes were fixed on it.

This is an acrostic poem!

On the surface, looking back on the first half of my life, the brocade hat and sable fur are accompanied by fine wine and delicacies every day, but how lonely I am in my heart, just like the peak eagle bla bla bla bla bla blah...

But read the beginning backwards: Gu Zhijian.

Gu Zhijian's first feeling when she saw him was: boring!

Although Song Wei has always been kind to him these days, he has never expressed his feelings, not even a little ambiguous words.

However, he suddenly felt that just the acrostic poem written in his name was deeper than any love words and moved him.

Next, he began to bloom, brilliant.

He got carried away!

When Song Yu who came in a hurry saw Gu Zhijian who was grinning foolishly, his heart sank.