I just want salty fish [Transmigration Book]

"Your Majesty, I have a way to help you stop...stop milking." Mingci Yue slipped his Adam's apple slightly, and looked away.

Ji Zheng couldn't speak a word because of the milky smell in his throat, and glared at him with tears in his eyes, urging him to hurry up.

Ming Ciyue still hugged him and got on the horse.

The horse back bumped, and Ji Zheng coughed even worse, and an uncontrollable nausea surged up, the more he suppressed it deliberately, the more milk he choked up.

He didn't want to be so ashamed and embarrassed in front of Ming Ciyue, but Ming Ciyue was the only person present who could help him.

Behind them, the sound of Marquis Wu'an's hooves came closer and closer, "What's the matter, Your Majesty?"

Ji Zheng opened his mouth in vain, unable to speak at all.

Mingci Yue's eyes darkened, and while urging the horse to gallop forward, he held the hand of the emperor with the help of the cloak, and led him to slam the whip to the ground hard!

A whole piece of snow dust was raised one after another.The sound of horseshoes behind him hesitated for a while, and Ming Ci Yue forced him to pull some distance away.

"It's okay, if the Holy Majesty is suffering, don't bear it, it will be better to spit it out." Ming Ciyue's voice came from above his head, "I have my back to you, and I will help you to block it, and no one can see it."

"...The method I just mentioned..." Ji Zheng managed to blur out a few words.

"Is it possible?" Ming Ci Yue asked without reason.

Even at this juncture, I still have to ask!Ji Zheng patted him anxiously, the more he understood the words.

The next moment, Ji Zheng suddenly felt that the person behind him had unbuttoned his robe directly in the icy and snowy winter, and placed his whole body close to his chest where there was only a single piece of clothing on his chest, sharing his body temperature with him.

Ming Ci Yue kept his sense of proportion, and asked again: "Is it possible?"

Ji Zheng's frozen lips were trembling, and he didn't know how Ming Ci Yue got the courage to unbutton his robe.

He was a little scared and worried, but he couldn't help but guess what the next step would be, what Mingci Yue would do...

A hand slowly stretched out from behind, put it on his abdomen, rubbed it lightly, and circled it clockwise in a slow and slow manner, as if treating a little baby with abdominal pain.

He could feel his abdomen, the temperature and shape of that hand, slender, with abrupt knuckles, full of strength but reserved.

"Is it rising?" The hot air exhaled by the man turned into white mist in the cold day, covering his ears like a cloud of smoke, "Is it uncomfortable here?"

"It will feel better to come out."

The voice seemed to be a kind of secret bewitching, low and simple, casting a spell.Half of Ji Zheng's body was placed in the ice cellar, and the other half was cruelly thrown on the fire to roast.

"Can you?" the man asked him again before proceeding to the next step.

This time, Ji Zheng's earlobe suddenly felt warm... like those dreams of being gently swallowed.Startled, he leaned forward.

"I'm sorry." Ming Ci quickly withdrew his hand, "This is an indigenous method in my hometown. It is used to drive away the cold and warm the body when the spleen and stomach are cold."

Ji Zheng stared at him blankly, Ming Ci Yue was still as patient and courteous to him as before, without any change.But he suddenly felt extremely awkward, always wanting to distinguish how much of it is for him, how much is dedicated to the emperor, how much is loyalty, and how much is other feelings.

Ming Ci took out a small flagon from his waist silently, and as soon as he opened it, the flaming and mellow scent diluted the smell of ice and snow, and entangled with the milky scent.

Ji Zheng was on alert for a moment, Mingci Yue was a person who hated alcohol extremely and never drank alcohol.

Ming Ciyue explained while raising the pot and raising his head, "It's the strong wine used by the barracks to warm up the body. The minister's body is too cold to help the Holy Spirit..."

"Then why don't I just warm myself up." Ji Zheng snatched it suddenly, and gulped down half of the pot by himself.

When Mingci returned to his senses and snatched it over, there was only the bottom of the full pot of wine left.

Ji Zheng squinted his eyes and wiped the corners of his mouth, the burning sensation in his throat surged up, making him stick out his tongue slightly towards Mingci Yue.

"Spirited wine already burns your stomach. You have a bad spleen and stomach. How can you drink strong wine again?" Mingci frowned, and his tone became more serious. Vomited out."

Move your body, to put it bluntly, cover yourself like a ball in winter, and there is Marquis Wu'an behind you saying that he wants to take him back to the palace, what activities can you do.

He watched Tian Zici's white cheeks stained with blush, the tip of his rouge-colored tongue lightly biting his lips, and his eyes were full of ignorance.He asked out of nowhere, "Is it good to drink?" and immediately got a cute nod from the man in response.

Just when Mingci became more and more dazed, the whip rope in the man's arms turned and turned, and he hooked his lower lip inexplicably at him, and the whip was raised on the horse's buttocks!

The horse raised its front hooves suddenly, and flew out like an arrow off the string.

"My lord!" Ming Ciyue exclaimed almost at the same time as Marquis Wu An.

General Mingci Yue held the horse's head and stabilized the direction. Marquis Wu'an cursed and didn't know what the emperor was going to do again. He would not allow the emperor to leave his sight and control, and led a group of people to applaud the horse and jumped up the hillside , break through Xuechen, and chase after them to intercept them!

Ji Zheng was drunk, and just now he was just excited to flatter, but now he became afraid, the more he was chased, the more flustered he became, and he just subconsciously wanted to escape, and slammed the horse in the stomach.

Even Ming Ciyue had to stop him, "Slow down, Your Majesty, it's too dangerous."

After passing a huge boulder on the side of the mountain, Mingci fiercely protected the head of the person in his arms, and led him to fall sideways.The two rolled in a circle and fell straight into the snow, kicking up a thick cloud of snow dust, covering them like a white quilt.

The frightened horse ran forward without stopping. The luggage and cloak were still on the horse's back. It seemed that there were two people on its back, barely able to fool the pursuers for a while.

As expected, Marquis Wu'an and his party didn't stop, they didn't have time to think carefully, they chased the horse and went up the mountain.

Ji Zheng huddled in front of Ming Ciyue's chest, the alcoholic blush on his cheeks became even brighter, and he still closed his eyes tightly at this moment, not daring to open them.

Ming Ci was angry and helpless, listening to his pounding heartbeat, lightly pinched the tip of his nose which was red and numb from the cold.

Silently said: "Little lunatic."

The emperor first opened one eye, then closed it tightly, opened a gap, and looked at the pursuers behind him, and Mingci Yue was right in front of him, then he seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and slipped through the snow. come out. .

Just now, two human-shaped deep pits appeared on the soft snow where the two of them lay down.

Ji Zheng flattened herself in Ming Ciyue's human-shaped pit, stretched out her arms and legs, as if she wanted to completely overlap with that figure.

"Uncle Huang is so tall." He looked up at Ming Ciyue aggrievedly, and muttered in a low voice, as if he hated that his hands couldn't overlap his.

Mingci was taken aback for a moment, two voices!He heard two voices just now, the smaller one was the voice of the heart, the louder one was the voice of the Son of Heaven, and the two voices overlapped clearly, and they were no longer completely contradictory as usual.

The Son of Heaven is telling him what he thinks in his own heart, and he has nothing to hide from him, and he has no defenses, so he doesn't need to go dirty and despicable to spy on privacy and interfere with the fortune.

Even knowing that this is only a temporary effect of alcohol is enough to make him happy.

"What did the Holy Majesty want to say by abducting the minister to this place where no one is around?" Ming Ci Yue asked slowly, as if his chest was being pressed down, his voice was muffled.

say something?Ji Zheng thought about it dully, as if he had something to confess, but in his subconscious mind, he couldn't tell the whole thing easily.

After a while, he found a new outlet, "Bold, I said just now that I don't want your loyalty, and ordered you not to kneel to me, and not to let my sage go, have you ever regarded me as the emperor!"

"Okay." There was a faint smile in the voice.

"My Majesty."

When Ji Zheng heard Ming Ci Yue's response, he nodded in satisfaction, and rubbed his head again, trying to figure out what was wrong with these words.

"Why doesn't Your Majesty want to treat you as His Majesty and be loyal to you forever, isn't it good?"

"Because I don't want to take the emperor's uncle as my courtier anymore." Ji Zheng's mouth was faster than his brain, and after he said it, he covered his mouth belatedly, his eyes were dazed, and he added in a low voice, "ah ,Oh no."

He only listened to Mingci whispered, "No matter who you are, or whoever you are, no matter whether I regard you as a sage or something else, I will always be loyal to you."

Ji Zheng asked anxiously: "There must be a difference."

Mingci smiled lightly: "Is it possible?"

Every time he heard Ming Ci Yue asked if it was okay, Ji Zheng seemed to be bewitched by that voice, uncontrollably, and slowly nodded.

"Loyalty to the Holy Majesty..." Mingci Yue slowly held up his hands, and kissed each of his fingertips that were still covered with snowflakes.

"Loyalty to you..." The words became more and more possessed, and the shadow was suppressed.

Ji Zheng closed his eyes subconsciously, but he only felt a cotton cloud-like touch on his forehead, which could be separated with a touch.

"I am loyal to you first, and then bow my knees to the throne you sit on."

Crazy, he is also crazy, no matter how furious the emperor is going to be, he will admit it.

Obviously it was just the emperor who was drinking and playing drunk, but he seemed to have also removed the armor mask that remained unchanged all day long, and the overflowing emotions could not be suppressed. He said the words that he had read countless times to the Holy One .

He is not a gentleman at all, but an ordinary man who covets the sight of the emperor.

Ji Zheng licked his lips, slowly opened the corners of his reddened eyes, looked at him mistyly, and said softly, "Uncle Huang, is this all?"

Ming Ci Yue: ...?

He really wanted to put the Son of Heaven on the spot in this vast snowy field, with the ground as a couch and the sky as a quilt, and just whisper obscene words into his ears, light a fire for that shivering cold body, let him know Wrong, let him beg for mercy, let him yell, his throat is hoarse, the corners of his eyes are red, and his feet are weak.

Only in this way can his gloomy and despicable heart dare to confirm that the aloof Holy One really belongs to him.

As soon as he realized his embarrassing and terrifying thoughts, Ming Ci Yue's eyes darkened, and he hurriedly turned his gaze away, forcing himself not to stare at those lips anymore, his Adam's apple rolled, suppressing the jumping emotions to the extreme.

It took a long time before he opened his mouth slowly, his voice was still too hoarse, "I'll talk about it when you wake up next time."

"why?"

"Because I can't afford to offend the little lunatic, and I'm afraid that the lunatic will wake up and forget and leave."

Ji Zheng pursed his lips, and said in unison: "I'm not drunk!" He paused and said, "For example, I know that kissing is something that only two closest people can do."

Ming Ci nodded slowly.

"Then I and the emperor are the ones who can do this kind of thing?"

Ming Ciyue's expression froze suddenly, and all of a sudden, even the milky scent around the little emperor became extremely bitter, so bitter that he couldn't speak.

He opened his mouth with difficulty, "There is no one else, only you and me."

"When it's just you and me, we won't be emperors and courtiers, nor will we be nephews and uncles, okay?"

"The Holy Majesty said yes... that's fine."

What should it be?The more Ming Ci dared not ask, the less he dared to ask for an answer.Even if it's just that, it's fine.

Ji Zheng was still shaking his head and talking to himself: "Don't worry, you won't suffer if you follow me. I'll never do nothing. Whoring the protagonist, one day I will give you a seat with the evidence of the mountains and rivers in the world. "Emperor's seat.

"Okay." Ming Ci became more indifferent, Quan Dang couldn't hear the second half of the sentence, and misinterpreted the seat as the back seat in a self-deceiving manner.

His voice was so heavy that he seemed to have accumulated a thousand words, but he restrained himself into a few words when they came to his lips, "The minister will not marry anyone, and he will only lay down the world's mountains and rivers for the Holy Majesty, and wait for the Majesty to marry the minister and return to the palace."

"It's a good idea." Ji Zheng snorted very bluntly, "You're so tired, why do you only use me to marry a wife, and you don't?"

Ming Ci said in a softer voice: "It would be great if the Holy Majesty was always so frank with his ministers."

In this way, all problems will be solved, he will no longer need to, will never eavesdrop on the Sacred Heart, interfere with the Emperor Star, and the unbearable and unbearable desires for the Son of Heaven can be released and satisfied.

The voice of the emperor will always belong to him alone.

But... Ming Ci said indifferently: "When you wake up, everything will go back to normal."

"Then before he wakes up." Before Ming Ciyue could react, Ji Zheng lifted the fur collar around his neck, imitating what he did last night, and gnawed on the tip of his throat, leaving behind the wine-flavored milk. A ring of tooth marks blending in flavor, "I stamped a jade seal for you, if I dare not recognize you, you can take this and make me responsible for you."

A little voice escaped from the depths of Ming Ciyue's throat, and he held his body, holding back for a while, "Don't move."

Ji Zheng was frightened by his reaction, and sat astride there, curled up obediently and did not move, quietly waiting for the reaction to fade away and weaken.

Ming Ci Yue suddenly buried his head in his neck, took a breath, and the cool wind passed over his bare skin, "The Holy One is very fragrant...it smells like milk."

"Well……"

"No." He was suddenly alert, "Someone is here."

Before Ji Zheng could speak, there was the sound of countless horses' hooves in the distance again. The horse carrying the fake things couldn't lead them far, and Marquis Wu'an and his party chased them back again!

There is nowhere to hide here, the clothes of the two of them are a little messy, the red marks are still there, it is even more difficult to explain why they suddenly sped up and fled, and jumped into the horse to hide here.

Marquis Wu An's target is Ming Ci Yue.

The sound of hooves approached the boulder tentatively.

a little bit.

An emperor, a prince, a nephew, an uncle, this great secret of the court, the scandal of the royal family will be wiped out on the white snow, naked and public, let the world criticize, notorious, become The talk of the market after dinner.

Ji Zheng's heartbeat was suddenly lifted to the extreme.

Ming Ciyue put his cloak on Ji Zheng's body, and wanted to hug him, but he pulled him down and restrained him, "It doesn't matter, you insisted that you were persecuted by me, and I have been using force on you all this time. , when I return to the palace, I will order you to be my concubine, there will be countless ministers who will be even more dissatisfied with me, and will plead for you, so, so..." The emperor's uncle can successfully seize the throne.

Before Ji Zheng finished speaking, the hillside was silent for a long time, and the well-trained soldiers lined up who was leading the way, and there was a burst of chaotic cheers, one by one wandering around casually, chirping and making a mess , it even looks like the momentum of unrest in the distance.

Marquis Wu An slammed his horse's hooves on the brakes, and loudly scolded the high-ranking officers below, but the scolding had no effect.

The military power of the North Camp is almost the lifeblood of Marquis Wu'an.

He looked at the half slope where some suspicious boulders were scattered not far away, and then looked at the military camp below. After weighing the two, he gritted his teeth, turned his horse and rushed down the hillside, ordering a few people to continue to search around. .

"Not found?" Ji Zheng asked Ming Ciyue with an almost trembling voice.

Ming Ci Yue helped him wipe the cold sweat off the back of his neck, and comforted him, "No one will find out, no one will know."

"No one will find out." Ji Zheng repeated after him in a low voice, "Only us, secretly."

But immediately, his eyes looked over Ming Ciyue's shoulder, and saw a row of horseshoe prints on the clean snow behind the stone, and the small characters written beside the horseshoe prints, "Fifteen".

His expression froze.

It was Gu Congyun, Gu Congyun was warning him that there were still fifteen days left.

Ji Zheng sobered up in an instant, and his mind was sober because of the cold wind.

Ming Ci Yue seemed to notice his strangeness, and asked him: "Is there anything you want to tell me, Your Majesty?"

"No, nothing." Ji Zheng swallowed.

He still remembers everything and every sentence about Cai just now, remembering clearly, how Mingci Yue kissed him, how he promised to be loyal to him, not only the loyalty of monarchs and ministers, but also the loyalty of the closest people .

But he still flinched, unable to speak out, he was more and more unable to refuse Mingci Yue calling him His Majesty, and even more unable to open his mouth to tell Ming Ciyue that he was cowardly and timid, and only wanted to retire, not the person entrusted by Jiangshan.

After all, he wants to monopolize every kind of loyalty and every kind of kiss from Ming Ciyue.

Wait another half a month, and be greedy for another half month.

Ji Zheng leaned on Ming Ciyue's shoulder, thinking dully.

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