How to properly play the spare tire character

Wu Yanqing has been diligent since he ascended the throne, and wanting to easily control a dynasty is naturally not as easy as imagined.Natural disasters and man-made disasters, rebellious officials and thieves, and border chaos plagued this newly established regime from time to time.

The previous dynasty had barely settled down, and some veteran officials joined forces to ask the new emperor to fill the harem.

This is the way of checks and balances in the imperial court since ancient times, and it is all for their own interests.

Thinking about it now, Concubine Xie is the only one in the new Empress Palace, who can be said to be favored by thousands of people.Who can see that the Xie family is the only one?

In fact, Wu Yanqing was anxious to bring Xie Ci into the harem, and this day will come sooner or later.

Although he became the lord of the world, he did not sit on a high position without any scruples. The inextricably linked relationships in the court, the division of military power, the lingering supporters of the former princely party, and the obstacles encountered in the implementation of the New Deal all troubled him day by day. The new successor was suppressed day and night.

There is no doubt that he likes Xie Ci. The pressure from the previous government lasted for a long time, but Wu Yanqing always withstood the pressure and never thought of compromising.

He wants to have a 'home' with Xie Ci.

But the gentry and the nobles all united to exert pressure. There are so many people, and every day they go to the court to raise their mouths, and the requisitions are presented like snowflakes.

Wu Yanqing practiced in Mingyuan Temple for many years in the early days, and few people could affect his emotions, but recently he often couldn't bear his temper, and often became angry, tearing up those papers that asked for the opening of the harem.

The new emperor was so moody that even the eunuchs who had been with him for many years were often shocked into a cold sweat, for fear that the emperor's next words would be to vent his anger. To accompany the emperor is like accompanying a tiger, even if he has a hundred heads, he is not enough to cut off.

Often at this time, the palace servants who served the emperor could not help but pray for Concubine Xie to come. They still remember that once, the emperor was furious because of the flood in the north, and his dark eyes were like swamps in the morning mist, ready to move. Monsters are bred in it, terrifyingly tight.

A servant in the palace trembled, and accidentally overturned the tea, the palace servant was so frightened that he almost fainted.

Concubine Xie Guifei came in at this time, the other party was wearing a light spring shirt, not that kind of heavy palace attire, with a sound like fine snow on the eaves, Yamei's face became dizzy.

It can be said that the emperor responded to the imperial concubine's request. The imperial concubine did not wear palace clothes if she didn't want to wear them, and she didn't want to salute if she didn't want to. The imperial concubine didn't need to report in advance when she entered and exited the entire harem. , no notification is required.

When the emperor's uncontrollable angry eyes touched the imperial concubine, they softened almost instantly, like a lunatic who was about to die seeing the antidote that belonged to him alone.

The imperial concubine frowned slightly, looked at the emperor and said: "What's wrong with you?" Then she said to the poor palace man: "You step back."

The palace servant was so grateful that when he left Mingde Hall, he couldn't help raising his eyes to take a peek.

I saw the gloomy and cold emperor holding the concubine's wicker-like waist, leaning his head tiredly on the concubine's shoulder, and said softly, "Ah Ci, I'm so tired."

The noble concubine didn't say a word, she wasn't happy or at a loss because of the lord of the country's weakness, he was more impatient and indifferent, and even said in a neutral voice: "Wu Yanqing, I'm tired of this troupe. Alright, let's change a batch."

The emperor was silent for a while, but he was not angry. He coaxed more in a low voice: "Okay, okay, whatever A Ci wants, I will give it to you..."

The palace man hurriedly lowered his head and retreated, feeling terrified in his heart, but what was more, a strange thought came to him.

This is not like an emperor, but more like a poor man who can't ask for it.

The sound of footsteps came slowly, and naturally there was no one other than Xie Ci who entered Mingde Hall without notification.

The visitor was dressed in a crimson long-sleeved long robe, with a gem-studded belt tied on his forehead, his long hair was bound up with a feather crown, his face was powdered, and his color was like a spring flower. He seemed unaware of the emperor's bad mood, and even bent over Waist, outstretched pale fingers twisted a memorial.

Xie Ci read slowly: "Empress, the imperial concubine, the harem is empty, Your Majesty should consider a thing or two for your descendants..."

Wu Yanqing raised his eyes and looked over. His skin was cold and white, reminiscent of a piece of ice. What caught the eye was the thin green and black color under his eyes, as if he had not slept for many days.

There seemed to be a bit of shattered coldness hidden in those deep black eyes, which completely ruptured the moment they saw Xie Ci.

The new emperor was even a little at a loss.

It seems that I don't know how to explain it.

Xie Ci's dark eyes were fixed on the memorial, and for a while there was a slight smile on his face, like fireworks suddenly appearing in the dark - Xie Ci didn't smile often these days, and he was mostly indifferent and perfunctory to Wu Yanqing .The dandy image of the past is like a fading scroll, making it hard to think of the beauty's bent lips.

Wu Yanqing pinched his palm, his throat slipped slightly, and an unspeakable feeling rose in his heart.

He stared at the smile on Xie Ci's lips, and couldn't help thinking, why is Ah Ci smiling?Are you angry?

·······Are you jealous?

He was thinking wildly like this, but Xie Ci had already walked to his side, the young man's fingertips were tinged with powder, and his posture of slowly rubbing the memorial was very beautiful.

Wu Yanqing's eyes fell on the other's fingertips unconsciously, and he even had a strange illusion that it was not the memorial being pinched in Xie Ci's palm, but him.his heart.

Xie Ci tidied up the memorial and put it on the table. He had a pair of sparkling eyes, and his slightly drooping eyebrows were like small mountains lying down, and his voice could no longer hear the impatience towards him a few days ago: "Your Majesty, Those ministers were right."

"I'm a man, so I can't have children. Your Majesty is the lord of a country. Naturally, he still wants to leave offspring. The point of opening up the harem..." Xie Ci's words were not fully spoken, but his eyes gradually The flushed majesty pulled into his arms and sealed his lips.

Wu Yanqing's body smelled of icy herbal medicine, and his eyes were covered with red bloodshot eyes, and there seemed to be a bit of cracked fireworks.

The eyelashes were too long, brushing against Xie Ci's brow bone, itching slightly.

The other party seemed to notice his relaxation, and slowly loosened his lips and teeth.

Xie Ci bent his lips, and continued: "... I don't think it's inappropriate to open up the harem."

The dandy seemed to be unaware of the other party's intentions for him, but instead said with a virtuous and gentle look: "Your Majesty should think about the royal family and give birth to a prince as soon as possible."

Wu Yanqing's face seemed to be frozen, and he didn't show any affection towards Xie Ci anymore. He looked at Xie Ci firmly, and said hoarsely, "Ah Ci, do you like me a little bit?"

He said 'I', not 'I'.At this time, he was asking the other party as an ordinary person in the world.

Xie Ci avoided answering, neither said he liked it nor said he didn't like it, but said: "Your Majesty, you shouldn't ask me these questions, it's getting late, and your memorial has not been approved yet."

Wu Yan looked at him quietly, and after a while, the lips covered in snow slowly lifted a little bit, like a stiff and damaged Buddha statue.

It has long been completely abandoned by believers.

But Xie Ci still wanted to say, in a tone that didn't care at all: "Your Majesty, there is no need to act like this for Xie Ci. You are the emperor, and you should have a harem of three thousand and beauties by your side."

Xie Ci spoke sincerely. He was extremely tired of Wu Yanqing's desire to control him day after day, and also very tired of the other party's face. Even if Wu Yanqing pretended to be a gentleman, he had already fixed it in his heart. A face possessed by madness jealous of the ugliness of those days.

With Xie Ci, if you like it, you like it, and if you don't like it, you don't like it. If you force him, it will only make him more disgusted and nauseated.

It would be good for Wu Yanqing to open the harem, Xie Ci is too lazy to pretend to serve him every day, so he has to find a way to avoid this 'favor'.

Xie Ci put all his emotions on his face, he didn't care that Wu Yanqing knew what he was thinking, and he was sure that the other party would not treat him.

The incisiveness and incisiveness of relying on favor and arrogance.

Wu Yanqing was probably angry because of Xie Ci's indifferent attitude.

After a while, he asked in a hoarse voice: "Xie Ci, do you really think so?"

Xie Ci said, "Naturally."

There was no pause for a second.

It took Wu Yanqing a long time before he laughed at himself, and said softly: "So, it will be as you wish."

Xie Ci was probably a little surprised, but soon calmed down, and he saluted sternly: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your kindness."

When a young man comes, he floats in like a cloud, and when he leaves, he is silent, no one can keep him, no one can touch him.

The cinnabar pen in Wu Yanqing's hand was squeezed tighter and tighter. After a while, the sandalwood brush broke and was pinched in half.

The big eunuch next to him didn't dare to say a word, his eyes and nose were watching his mind.

Now the emperor and the noble concubine seem to be falling out, but the eunuch knows that it must be His Majesty who is finally going to compromise.

That noble concubine is a heartless person with a wooden heart.

**

Xie Ci saw Xie Chi again the day before the draft.

A few days before the draft, a major event happened. Concubine Xie, who was well-known in the imperial city, was revealed to be not the blood of the Xie family, but the posthumous son of Lord Xie's confidant.

Now the court is even more turbulent. If Xie Ci is the young master of the Marquis's mansion, he will only be dissatisfied with the imperial concubine who only favors the harem, but if he is a commoner, the gentry and those veterans who stick to the rules will naturally There is a new point of criticism.

Wu Yanqing couldn't sit still. While suppressing those snowflakes of bad words and comforting Xie Ci, he secretly investigated the person who released the news. There is no doubt that it was those high-ranking gentry who exposed this matter.

Xie Ci was indeed stunned by this news, he couldn't accept it at all for a while, the entire Zichen Palace was completely smashed.

No matter how Wu Yanqing tried to comfort him, Xie Ci couldn't listen to anything, vented his eyes with red eyes, and finally lost his strength before passing out.

These two days were considered to be a bit better, Xie Ci just soaked in the wine jar, did not speak all day long, and was in a daze.

Such an arrogant and reckless person, who claims to be born aristocrat, seeks pleasure every day, and suddenly someone tells him one day that he is just an insignificant commoner, and that all these years of glamorous life are just stolen. The title of Lord Hou was given to him by Xie Chi.

How could Xie Ci bear it?

His mind was in a mess, he thought a lot, but he seemed to be unable to understand anything.

He didn't know why everything changed overnight.

The father who loves him is not his biological father, not long ago, he told Xie Chi to be completely disappointed in him.

Xie Ci sullenly took a sip of the wine, it was so strong that it made his throat numb.

Zichen Palace was smashed by him with no place to stay, Xie Ci was half leaning against the pillar, holding a bottle of wine in his hand, his pink eyelids were drooping, and there seemed to be a slight mockery on that pretty face.

You, you, are just a fake.

There was some moisture under the eyelids, which was wiped off by the young man indifferently.

The shadow covering the sky slowly walked towards him, the sky outside gradually dimmed, and the last touch of the setting sun in the distance was completely covered by the gray cloud.

Candles flickered in the hall.

Xie Ci squinted his eyes and looked over, his eyes were in a trance, and he couldn't see the figure clearly at all.

After a while, I felt that someone squatted down gently and brushed away the broken hair on his forehead. There was deep affection and undisguised pity in the black eyes.

"Brother, Chi is here."

Xie Ci's ears moved slightly, and it took him a long time before he gave a drunken smile and said in a hoarse voice: "Don't, don't call me brother, I'm not, I'm not..."

As he spoke, the fundus of his eyes was a little flushed, probably from sadness, but like a wounded little animal, he tried his best to endure it, not letting the drops of water from the eye sockets fall.

Xie Ci felt that someone was quietly hugging him, and the strength made him think of the little guard by the Taiye Pool that day.

The little guard was also this tall, and the muscles in his chest were tight and powerful.

Even the faint fragrance on the body is so similar.

Xie Ci slowly stretched out his hand, and pinched Xie Chi's mandible in the same posture, and squeezed it hard.

Xie Chi was forced to lower his head, and covered it with a kiss.

The force is very heavy, rampant, as if to swallow the whole person.

Xie Chi lowered his eyes and let the person in his arms vent.

However, his fingers became tighter and tighter, and his breathing became heavier and heavier.

Restraint, he warned himself.

Xie Ci panted mistyly, and his low voice sounded softly, like a vicious curse: "Shen Tangzhi, why did you come here?"

Shen Tangzhi.Shen Tangzhi.Or Shen Tangzhi.

Xie Chi closed his eyes, twitched his throat twice, and said nothing.

He's just a drunk who doesn't understand anything and he shouldn't be mad at him.

But why?

Why Wu Yanqing and Shen Tangzhi can occupy all of this person.

Only he, only he is full of suffering, and at this time, he has to become a despicable substitute.

Xie Chi locked his drunken brother by the bedpost, with a cold and jealous face, he picked up the hangover herbal tea in one hand, took a sip, kissed Xie Ci's lips, and crossed over.

Xie Ci looked at him in confusion, but there was still no sign of him in his eyes.

If not, take another sip, kiss, and drink tea.

still none.

Kiss again.

The lips and teeth became more and more bright red, and the moist water vapor covered the skin and flesh of the two people who were in close contact.

After a long time, Xie Chi's forehead was lightly pressed against Xie Ci's, his eyelids were flushed, and he asked in a trembling voice, "Who am I?"

"Xie Ci, let me ask you, who am I?"

Xie Ci was indeed awake, but his eyes were completely dazed. When he realized what Xie Chi was doing, the pitiful confusion in the water turned into panic.

Xie Chi suddenly felt extremely happy, it should be like this, it should be like this a long time ago.

For many years, he couldn't ask for it, tossed and turned, and for a while he almost locked himself with a chain.

Xie Ci is his addiction, and he can't quit.

Xie Chi's moist breath stopped by Xie Ci's ear, and he said softly: "Brother, that little guard is not Shen Tangzhi, but me, Xie Chi."

"Are you disappointed? The way your brother seduces Chi is really beautiful."