His Majesty And Ministers

Hello everyone, my name is Jing Ye.

Never thought.

I was still kidnapped.

The man lifted Jing Ye's collar up and down a few times, and finally landed on a hill.Behind them are two Jin Yu.

As soon as their feet touched the ground, they knelt down on one knee and said, "My lord."

"Things that don't grow up." The man snorted coldly, "Even the Yuan family's children are no match, and Pingyue City's face has been completely humiliated by you!"

Jin Jue bowed his head and said, "This disciple underestimated the enemy, I beg the Lord to punish him."

"Do you still need to say that?" The more the man thought about it, the more he became angrier, "If Yun Guang finds out about this, is it possible that my disciples are not as good as that little bitch Yuan Hongyan?"

Jing Ye was lying on the side, being knocked out of breath by the man's superb lightness, and coughed twice from time to time.

The man calmed down his anger, turned his head and looked at him carefully, as if he was very satisfied: "Good boy, you are very well-behaved, do you know who this seat is?"

Jing Ye paused and shook his head honestly.

"I'm your father's old friend." The man leaned down, his face that was still full of anger just now showed a gentle smile, "Hey, come on, call me uncle."

Jing Ye was stunned.

The man waited for a long time to say "uncle", and became irritable again: "You don't want to be called uncle, do you? Call me father!"

Jing Ye: "..."

"Hmph." The man raised his finger and pointed at Yuan Mo who was thrown not far away, "Did they say something to you?" When he pointed his finger, Yuan Mo began to vomit blood with a "wow".

Jing Ye hurriedly stood up, only to feel that his internal organs were overwhelmed: "Uncle!"

The opposite side looked a little pale.

Jing Ye: "Uncle, vomit..."

man:"……"

Jing Ye put his upper body on a stone as wide as his body, and vomited into darkness.After vomiting, he found that Jin Jue was kneeling beside him, so he pulled the other party's sleeve to wipe the corner of his mouth, then tilted his head, and continued to pretend to be dead.

Jin Jue's face was stiff, and since the Lord was present, it was difficult for him to have a seizure, so he could only use his hands secretly to cut off the dirty sleeve.

The man said: "You are so weak, is it possible that you will marry Huan'er in the future, and you won't even be able to have a bridal chamber?"

Jing Ye: "...!!"

"No." The man lowered his face, strode over, and picked up Jing Ye's collar again, "I can't help but do it again! Before going to Pingyue City, I must practice to get you used to it!"

Jin and Yu also got up and followed.The man walked up to Yuan Mo's side, waved his hand, and opened the key in his chest with vigor: "I'll save your life for now, go back and tell Huo Qianji's fine apprentice that the emperor has taken him away. Come to Pingyue City."

Yuan Mo spat out the blood in his chest, and shifted his gaze to Jing Ye.The latter blinked slowly at him.

After the man finished speaking, he tapped his toes and jumped all the way north with Jing Ye in his arms.

Jing Ye flapped his hands, feeling that the only breath left in his body had risen faintly from the corner of his mouth into the air, and he was waving goodbye to him.

... Hello everyone, my name is Jing Ye.

Never thought.

I actually want to hang up.

Jing Ye still remembers that when he was 11 years old, his parents went abroad to attend an academic seminar. Worried that he and his brothers and sisters would make trouble at home, they decided to take the children with them.

When the family arrived at the airport talking and laughing, he was the one who loved to run around and made jokes.

Then he went through the security check with his parents, got on the plane, and took off.

It was his first and last flight.

He can't remember many things after that, but it seems that he almost lost his life. The physical condition and psychological shadow after that made him want to run when he saw the plane.

Later, when I was in college, I liked an elementary school boy, and the other party also had this kind of meaning.On his birthday, the schoolboy blindfolded him very girlishly and said that he would take him to a romantic place.

Well, it sucks.

It was the largest Ferris wheel in the city, and a large lavender field was planted underneath. Often, the hero and heroine in romance movies would kiss each other at the top, promising to stay with each other forever.He also endured to the highest point, but when his junior brought his handsome face up with a smile, he finally turned pale and fell to the ground.

Now he is not the only one who has a psychological shadow.

Jing Ye vaguely dreamed of his junior's face, still so handsome.In fact, he really wanted to tell his junior, let's get married.

"...You two get married."

Jing Ye: "?"

He dimly opened his eyes, blood red, hurting his eyes.

When the vision gradually cleared up, he saw a scarlet robe covered with plain gauze, shaking gently outside the bed curtain.

"If I can't grab someone, I want my son to take the blame. You are really worthy of me." A young voice came from outside the bed.A little hoarse, lazy tone, with disdain.

"Is this what you should say to your elders?" The other person was obviously trampled on his sore foot, and his voice suddenly rose an octave, "We are married! I will worship tomorrow! It doesn't matter if you can't get out of bed! Just ask someone to carry the gift to you." Finished!"

The young man snorted coldly.

Jing Ye stared blankly at the bright red soft gauze on the top of the bed, his throat moved, unexpectedly it would affect his lungs, and suddenly he coughed violently.

When they both heard the noise, they turned around and walked over.A man who took him in the wild.

The other one was a young man about the same age as Jing Ye, standing lazily by his hand, with his head lowered slightly, showing a shocking appearance.

Her temples are cut like knives, her eyebrows are like ink paintings, and her forehead is covered with a forehead inlaid with Qinglangxuan. She is dressed in red brocade clothes as bright as clouds.

I don't know whether the clothes set off the people, or the people bring out the clothes.

The boy sized him up a few times, showing disgust on his face: "It's so ugly."

Jing Ye: "..."

The man rolled his eyes coldly, and the boy reluctantly sat on the edge of the bed.Stretching out his left hand, he brought a bowl of pitch-black concoction.

Subconsciously, Jing Ye's hairs stood on end, he couldn't speak, so he leaned inward desperately.

The young man raised his eyebrows: "What? Grandpa feeds you medicine with his own hands. Do you think anyone can have this?"

Jing Ye ignored him and rolled directly into the bed with the back of his head facing outward.

The corner of the boy's mouth curled up, and he grabbed Jing Ye's collar with his long hand, and carried him over. Looking at the messy hair and haggard look of the man in front of him, he felt an inexplicable sense of evil.

"My lady." He held him in his arms, scooped up the medicine in his hand, and smiled maliciously, "Hey, what can I do if I don't drink the medicine."

The man has already left with satisfaction.Jing Ye struggled a few times, but found that he was completely powerless to resist, so he just shut his mouth tightly and refused to drink.

The medicine flowed from the lips to the chin, and finally dripped onto the boy's brocade clothes, turning a deep red.

Seeing that the clothes were destroyed, the young man lost his patience, raised his hand and threw him back on the bed.Jing Ye seemed to be pardoned, and rolled into the bed tent in a daze, feeling a severe headache.Drowsy and fell asleep again.

Someone outside the account seems to be asking questions.

"I don't want to... drink medicine..."

"...he... drank..."

"Didn't you ask you to feed the child medicine?"

"He complained of a headache when he drank it, I couldn't bear it at all..."

In the hospital ward, Jing Ye, who was still a little carrot, pretended to be asleep while listening to his parents.

Mom seems to be crying.A slender hand stretched out and gently held his small fleshy hand.

Jing Ye was a little guilty, he stopped pretending to be asleep, and just drank.He also held each other, and felt that his mother's hand... seemed to have grown bigger?

The hand froze.

After a long time, Jing Ye felt something sticking to his palm, and it was a little cold.

He must have caught a cold while taking care of him. My mother is not in good health.

He thought so, and finally fell asleep.