Qu clear as promised

Seeing Zhu Zhiyi's quiet look at the notebook, Liang Hui felt a little more at ease, and put on his usual smile again: "Qingguo, are these three fires for new officials to take office?"

The official seal and appointment procedures can only be issued after returning to Beijing, so Zhu Zhiyi asked Wen Huan for the annals brought along with him.

Zhu Zhiyi invited him to sit down for tea, and said, "If you make some preparations in advance, you won't be clueless when you go back." He had been away from the officialdom for a long time, and it was not easy to get familiar with the rules of the court and the positions of personnel.

Liang Hui didn't have anything to ask, but he just wanted to hear a few more words from him, so his eyes were glued to his face: "See what the name is?"

Zhu Zhiyi pointed to a stack of booklets and joked: "I see that the affairs of the past three dynasties have not ended well."

There are many people who are sent to prison, but those who are relatively good are dismissed, and there are few people who start well and end well. This is because this official position is confidential, and it is heard by the emperor and sent down to court officials, but it has no real power and is in name only, so it is often pushed out as a scapegoat.

Liang Hui raised his eyebrows slightly: "Are you afraid of Qinggui?"

Zhu Zhiyi's eyes were clear and quiet: "What's so scary?"

The wolf cub turning around at the two's feet seemed to respond to their master's words. He raised his head, grunted in his throat, and bared his teeth and claws, as if saying, "What's there to be afraid of?"

Liang Hui thought it was not pleasing to the eye, and there were it everywhere. He pinched the wolf cub's smooth fur neck, smiled faintly, and sarcastically said, "It's only been a few days, so it's fat like this." That means Zhu Zhiyi has been fed too much. good.

"It's growing up." Zhu Zhiyi rubbed the wolf cub's ears, with a faint smile in his eyes, and a friendly tone.

Liang Hui was taken aback, Zhu Zhiyi's loving and tender demeanor was rare, but unexpectedly beautiful and vivid.

Zhu Zhiyi was stared at uncomfortably, "coughed", and changed the subject: "Your Majesty, this is your lifesaver... wolf."

"Well," Liang Hui pinched the back of the wolf cub's neck and pressed it with neither light nor heavy force: "I didn't say it wasn't."

"Then you are begging me for a reward for it?"

"Impossible?" Zhu Zhiyi looked at him, if the wolf cubs hadn't howled to gather the wolves at the end, relying on manpower alone, a fierce battle might be needed, and the casualties would be unpredictable.

Liang Hui looked down at the wolf cub's eyes, and said in a strange way: "Then let's also be named a general." In Daliang, a war horse that has made an attack on the battlefield will also be awarded a knighthood.

Zhu Zhiyi murmured: "Then it's called 'General'!"

Liang Hui choked for a moment, then said: "Why don't you just order someone to make a brocade coat for him, with the word 'general' tattooed on it to make it known to the world."

"..." Zhu Zhiyi was amused, but a little unconvinced, "This wolf is a young king." Otherwise, the group of old wolves could not be lured away.

Liang Hui said perfunctorily, "Oh."

"..." Thinking of this, Zhu Zhiyi pondered: "The pack of wolves...why did they gather suddenly?"

Liang Hui looked at him, and slowly opened his lips: "It's just what you think."

Someone deliberately used the colorless and odorless Centella camphora to attract wolves.

Zhu Zhiyi was silent for a moment, looked at him, and said softly: "The emperor was besieged on purpose."

"Where does this start?" Liang Hui raised his eyebrows, with an expression of "don't talk nonsense": "The rules don't want to wrong me."

Zhu Zhiyi also played Tai Chi: "It's not just convenient."

Liang Hui had nothing to admit: "The rescuers came from different directions."

Last night he just ordered someone to release the wind of the mine site.

"Only Ji Ning is from the southeast."

Liang Hui let out the wind that the mine was in the west.

Zhu Zhiyi would not ask about the mine site in detail, and Liang Hui would not tell him, he just said: "The emperor doubts the general?"

Liang Hui was noncommittal.

Zhu Zhiyi didn't know what to think of, scratched the wolf cub's chin and muttered softly: "It's not like."

"Ok?"

Ji Ning would not harm Liang Hui. Zhu Zhiyi's intuition was accompanied by an inexplicable, sour and dark taste. He always felt that there was something in the eyes of Ji Ning looking at Liang Hui as Queen Mother Tong.

It's just that he doesn't know that such a thing is called rushing and imminent - the power in Liang Hui's hands, or Liang Hui himself.

He didn't understand, but felt a little uneasy, pursed his lips, and said: "It's getting late, isn't the emperor going back?"

Liang Huijin, who fought with all the ministers, worked hard to earn him an inexplicable order to evict guests without any warning. He put down the tea bowl with a "click", looked at him with half-cast eyes, and said quietly, "I will rest tonight." here."

Liang Hui is a bad person, seeing Zhu Zhiyi's puzzled, stunned, hesitant and speechless look made him feel relieved.

He covered his heart and pretended: "That wolf scared me so much that I can't sleep well alone."

"..."

Liang Hui intentionally teased him, leaned closer, with deep and playful eyes, and said slowly: "Besides—I haven't summoned anyone in the past few days since I came out, what do you make those courtiers who love to talk about things think about me?"

Zhu Zhiyi paused, and his eyes obviously avoided. He and Liang Hui have been in a state of playing tricks and guessing. It's not that there is no intimacy in normal times, but he treats it as a need for the scene, and there is no real sword even if it is too much. Actually, the only time was the night of their wedding, but that time he was so drunk that he barely left any impression.

But Liang Hui is right, this is his right, no matter what the reason is, he is the empress that the emperor is marrying, besides, Liang Hui has never announced anyone since he entered the palace in order to establish his prestige. Although it was for the sake of collusion, it was already sincere enough. In fact, there was no need for him to wrong himself so much.

Liang Huiben didn't intend to be serious, he just wanted to bully and bully others, but Zhu Zhiyi's subconscious avoidance and silence fell into his eyes and turned into reluctant resistance and embarrassing refusal.

Even though he clearly knew that Zhu Zhiyi had no feelings for him beyond the ruler and his ministers, Liang Hui was stabbed by his subconscious reaction, the arc of the corner of his mouth changed from playful to somewhat cold sarcasm, and he leaned closer and pinched Zhu Zhiyi's chin Let him look at him and smile gently: "Why? Don't you want to?"

Zhu Zhiyi said no, and stretched out his hand to untie Liang Hui's lapel: "I wait for the emperor to go to bed."

"..." Liang Hui's smile was even colder. Zhu Zhiyi was too magnanimous, but only those who have no daydreams are open and aboveboard, and those who have ghosts are always worried about gains and losses.

Liang Hui grabbed his wrist forcefully, and asked in a deep voice: "This kind of sexual intercourse between fish and water can also be regarded as a task and duty by the queen, right?"

Zhu Zhiyi frowned suspiciously, looking at him because he didn't know: "What does the emperor want to say?"

Liang Hui pinched his chin a little harder, his face moved closer, his breath was almost entangled, and he narrowed his eyes and said, "Zhu Zhiyi, as long as the 'emperor' is the one who performs the conjugal ceremony with you, it will be fine." ? It doesn't matter if this 'emperor' is Liang Hui or not."

Zhu Zhiyi's pupils shrank, annoyed: "Liang Junting, why do you slander my character like this." Is he such a person who has no loyalty and lust?

Liang Hui was taken aback, but also felt that he had spoken too seriously, and before he could apologize, Zhu Zhiyi took off his outer shirt on his own, and lay down on the side of the bed expressionlessly, with a look of nostalgia and Ren Jun. Appearance of doing.

Liang Hui felt uncomfortable, and couldn't stand him humiliating himself like this, so he covered him with a quilt, wrapped it tightly, and said seriously: "Zhu Qinggui, I said something wrong, I apologize, but why do you humiliate yourself like this, Could it be that in your eyes, I just treat you as a bed warming plaything, and you are trying to anger me?"

Zhu Zhiyi closed his eyes but did not open them, and said softly: "Am I insulting myself or the emperor despises me?"

Liang Hui's lips were pursed into a line, his eyes were obscure, and after a long while, he exhaled lightly, touched his warm face with the back of his hand, and said in a low voice, "Well, it's my fault, don't be angry."

Zhu Zhiyi remained motionless.

Liang Hui touched his face again, calling his name: "Zhu Qinggui."

Zhu Zhiyi opened her eyes, met his gaze, and said after a while, "Oh."