I ran away after slacking my apprentice

Chapter 50 3 Lines of Defense

The temperature in the palm was scalding hot, and Ning's face was slightly red, but he didn't know whether it was shame or anger.

Murong Yan leaned against him, looked at the city defense map, and said: "This first line of defense, even the prince has no privileges, this is different from the previous court, so, even if I bring you into the palace, you You will also be searched by the guards here at Qingping Gate, so you don't have to think about those other thoughts."

"I..." Ning took a long breath, and he whispered impatiently, but he felt that something was wrong, and suppressed his uneasy panting, "How can I have any other thoughts? You, you relax open……"

Murong Yan was unmoved, and continued: "How can I guess your thoughts? Maybe you want to bring poison, back arrows, etc., but I can tell you, apart from your short blade, other things can't carry you." into the palace, so you..."

Murong Yan frowned, because Ning Jiwei really couldn't help it, and wanted to turn his head to refuse, he quickly restrained Ning Jiwei, and said in a low voice, "You can't stand it before I start? I Zikai, why are you so innocent?"

With a low smile, the last words were extremely bewitching, and Ning Jiwei was annoyed when he heard it, "Don't...don't say it!"

But in fact, what Murong Yan said was right. Ning Jiwei has really kept his heart and desires ascetic these years. The only time was when Murong Yan forced him. He never knew that such gentleness would make him so unbearable.

It's just... just the fingertips...

"Uh!" Ning Ji exhaled in slight pain. He pinched his fingertips on the edge of the table and pinched fiercely. He inadvertently touched the map of the city defense. The ink was still wet, but the stars stained his fingertips.

"Don't move around." Murong Yan managed to free one hand, moved the city defense map a little farther, and said: "Anyway, on the day of the palace banquet, you are not allowed to bring anything else with you except for the short blade. Do you remember?"

"Remember...remember what? Ah!" Ning Jiwei squeezed his fingertips tighter and tighter, he couldn't hear Murong Yan's voice clearly at this moment, he only knew that Murong Yan was really bad, and it was clear that Murong Yan was clean It's a leisurely time, but you want to make yourself look like this.

"I'll only say this once, if Zikai can't remember, then you can't blame me." Murong Yan looked at Ning Jiwei's current appearance with satisfaction...

From Murong Yan's perspective, Ning Jiwei's eyes were flushed with joy, the corners of his eyes were steaming with moisture, and his eyelashes trembled slightly, as if he had been wronged by the sky.

This appearance is too pathetic and too charming...

It's so addictive...

Murong Yan couldn't help laughing out loud, but at this moment, the laughter was also annoying, Ning Jiwei couldn't hear Murong Yan's laugh at all.

Murong Yan didn't care, until Ning Jiwei couldn't take it anymore, until his fingertips turned white and trembled, forming a stark contrast with the black color, his body was shaking, and he couldn't even stand firmly, Murong Yan Only then was it released.

"Tsk..." Murong Yan made a low voice, and after waiting for a while, the smell of sandalwood in the room gradually became stronger, it was the incense on his body.He took the brocade handkerchief beside him and wiped his fingertips, then his eyes fell back to the city defense map.

Ning lay weakly on the table, he couldn't even see the city defense map clearly, he was really tired, but he heard Murong Yan speak lightly.

"Passing through the Qingping Gate, go straight into the palace along Changjie Avenue, and you will see the place where the banquet is held, which is close to the Holy Majesty's bedroom, so there will be a second line of defense at the stone steps before the place where the banquet will be held."

Murong Yan casually threw the brocade handkerchief, leaned over again, and kissed Ning Ji's slightly red earlobe, he sucked that earlobe gently, causing Ning Ji to whisper, "You... Isn't it enough? Why..."

The rest of the words were swallowed by Murong Yan. With one hand, he turned Ning Jiwei's face to the side, blocking everything Ning Jiwei wanted to say, and with the other hand...

The tip of the nose is full of the smell of sandalwood, and what is stronger than that is Murong Yan's kiss that almost devours his stomach. That kiss was longer than usual, but more urgent, until Ning Jiwei didn't care about anything. Can't remember, can't remember anything.

But... between him and Murong Yan, should there be such a tender moment?

"Hmm..." The fingertips were really restless, Ning endured it for a moment, feeling uncomfortable, and wanted to turn his head away, but was restrained by Murong Yan, and could only accept Murong Yan's warm and sincere love.

Along with that kiss...

"The second line of defense..." Murong Yan's voice became deeper and deeper, and he finally let go of Ning Jiwei's face mercifully, watching the man panting heavily.

Like a herring that is dying but is struggling to get water.

But after obtaining the water source, it's not that simple... Ning Ji took a deep breath, but what he inhaled was the smell of sandalwood, which was the smell of Murong Yan's body. At the same time, Murong Yan's voice came from above.

"Except for the Holy Majesty's personal guards, at the stone steps, even military officials who are licensed to wear swords need to unload their weapons and conduct a second search. In addition..."

Murong Yan let out a sigh of satisfaction, he really liked Ning Jiwei so much, he even liked everything about Ning Jiwei.

Amidst the slight sound, Murong Yan paused and said again: "Besides, the stone steps are connected to the palace wall, including all the palaces in the future. Outside the palace wall and even inside the palace wall, there will be uninterrupted traffic. The guards are on patrol, changing defenses every three hours."

"When the guards are handed over, the time for this change of defense will be shortened as much as possible, and it will not exceed the time of half a stick of incense." Murong Yan paused, and put his hands on Ning Jiwei's side, and put them on the edge of the table. The time you have is enough for you to do many things, for example, sneak into the Holy Majesty's bedroom."

The city defense map on the desktop seemed distant to Ning Jiwei, and he tried his best to see what the city defense map looked like, but he could only see its outline.

If Ning Ji hadn't lived in the imperial palace when he was young, I'm afraid that in this situation, he would not be able to keep up with Murong Yan's speaking speed, let alone memorize, even it would be difficult for him to hear clearly.

It's really bad...

"You, slow down..." Ning Jiwei's fingertips touched the city defense map again, it can be seen that Murong Yan did not move far enough before, once the table was shaken, the city defense map returned to Ning Jiwei's fingertips.

"I said it too fast, Zikai can't remember?" Murong Yan purposely chuckled in Ning Jiwei's ear, the laughter was deep and low, as if trying to melt into Ning Jiwei's thoughts at the moment.

"Uh!" Ning Ji slightly squeezed the corner of the city defense map, and exclaimed, he shook his head, unable to explain what it meant, and only intermittently said: "Um...yes, tell me, slow down... "

"Hmm..." Murong Yan pondered briefly, and said again: "Okay, then the third line of defense is next."

"The third line of defense is in front of the banquet venue, but it's not just the banquet venue. Every palace will have this kind of defense line. You should be clear about it since you stayed in the palace in the past."

"Hmm..." Ning Ji responded slightly.

The city defense map in front of him was moved further away by Murong Yan, his free hand held Ning Jiwei tightly, causing Ning Jiwei to tremble subconsciously, "No, no..."

"What can't be done?" Murong Yan asked knowingly, even not very politely, the two of them fell on the table together.

Ning Jiwei couldn't speak for a moment, he shook his head, beads of sweat hung on the brows, the brows were furrowed, and a trace of pain flashed in his expression.

But it's not just pain.

Murong Yan continued: "Since it's a palace banquet, I can't take you there, so... I will put you down before the banquet venue, and you can wait for the opportunity."

Ning Jiwei wanted to respond, but the tone of what he said also changed.His face turned red for a moment, and he refused to speak, suppressing all the sounds in his throat.

Murong Yan's eyes darkened when he heard that brief response, he said seductively: "Zi Kai, it's okay, I like to hear your voice."

But that temptation didn't work for Ning Jiwei, Murong Yan couldn't hear the response he wanted to hear, so he simply raised a hand...

The corners of Ning Jiwei's lips are covered by the fingertips...

So the heat in the room spread again, filling the surroundings, as if trying to melt the two people in the room into the mist.

The sun shyly faded, from daytime, to dusk, to... 夤夜.

did not stop.

Ning Jiwei slept very peacefully this time.

After all, he was so tired that he didn't wake up from this sleep until the next evening.

Murong Yan was afraid that he would be hungry, so he wanted to wake him up, but there was no response after calling him several times, so he had to feed him some porridge while he was in a daze.

Before finishing the bowl of porridge, Ning Jiwei seemed to feel a little uncomfortable, frowned, and moved his head away.

With this movement, the porcelain bowl in Murong Yan's hand was almost unsteady.

So the porridge couldn't last anymore, Murong Yan had no choice but to put the porcelain bowl aside, lightly smiled and scratched Ning Jiwei's nose.

With such a picky appearance, it is really a little wild cat.

Murong Yan was smiling when suddenly there was a slight knock on the door.

"Your Highness." It was Cong Qing's voice.

Murong Yan had no choice but to put down Ning Jiwei, pushed the door and walked out, "What's the matter?"

"It's about Master Li." Cong Qing suppressed his voice and quietly glanced into the room.

Murong Yan closed the door casually, walked in front, and said: "Is there any clue about what happened in the previous dynasty?"

"Yes." Cong Qing paused, and said again: "This subordinate has been following Master Li recently, and found that Master Li is really obsessed with things outside of him. He secretly conducted some official business transactions and asked for prices, so... subordinates So I added a fire, and let this matter spread to the ears of the Holy One."

"Well done." Murong Yan hated corrupt officials the most in his life, not to mention this kind of buying and selling of official positions, he never took the law seriously.

"Thank you, Your Highness, for your praise." Cong Qing lowered his gaze, and said again: "The Holy Majesty will be furious when he finds out about this. I'm afraid there will be a decree today to put Mr. Li in prison. At that time, Mr. Li is desperate, and His Highness can go to prison to extract a confession." , maybe the matter of the previous dynasty can be easily resolved."

"It's a way..." Murong Yan was about to say something, but he heard a heavy sound coming from the room behind him.

His words stopped abruptly, he turned around abruptly, and quickly pushed open the door.

But all I saw was a mess in the room.

The porcelain and brocade quilts were all scattered on the ground, and the sound just now came from the shattering of the porcelain.

And the instigator of all this, Ning Jiwei, with his long hair disheveled and disheveled, standing in front of the bed...

His eyes were stained scarlet with madness.

"Zi Kai, what's the matter with you?" Before Murong Yan finished speaking, Ning Jiwei raised his hand.

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