Sick Beauty Plays the System [Quick Transmigration]

Wei Hanyue stayed in King Ning's mansion until the rabbit rose and the black fell, Xiao Huizhou was still reluctant to let him go, but he could only honestly send him back to Lingzhao Prince's mansion.

Wei Hanyue entered the gate of the mansion, and when he saw the figure kneeling in front of the main courtyard, he twitched the corners of his lips with interest.

Yan Mingzhao was still wearing the ocher yellow robe from the early dynasty, when he saw Wei Hanyue entering, he looked over eagerly like a stray dog.

Wei Hanyue stood in front of him and asked, "Who let you in?"

"I," Lu Huanying Shi Shi ran, said, "Your Majesty apologizes, I just want to see how he coaxes you."

He led Wei Hanyue into the room, and said, "I haven't called for my pulse today, so follow me in first."

-

The silver needle pierced the acupoint on Wei Hanyue's palm, and Lu Huanying asked softly, "Does it hurt?"

Wei Hanyue shook his head. In fact, he would not bear even the slightest pain, but Lu Huanying did not feel any pain when he gave the needle.

Lu Huanying breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "If you feel unwell, you must tell me."

Wei Hanyue looked at him for a moment, then suddenly said: "Lu Huanying."

"what?"

"Where did you learn your medical skills?"

Lu Huanying quietly said after the shave: "I don't know. My earliest memory is the scene of you wearing palace brocade and riding a white horse on the Zhongqu of Changjing after passing on the story. You're only 15 years old, and I'm only 15 years old, and you're wearing a scarlet official uniform..."

"Stop," ignoring his memories, Wei Hanyue always felt that this rhetoric seemed familiar, and after thinking for a long time, he murmured, "It's like this again."

-

Xiao Mingzhao knelt in the courtyard without saying a word, and waited until another stick of incense passed before seeing Wei Hanyue come out. Lu Huanying originally wanted to see Xiao Mingzhao wagging his tail begging for mercy, but Wei Hanyue With a raised eyebrow, he had no choice but to retreat to the pharmacy in the backyard.

Wei Hanyue looked at Xiao Mingzhao condescendingly and said, "Speaking of which, what is the purpose of coming to the palace?"

Xiao Mingzhao pinched a small piece of his skirt and said: "I have no intention of being in charge personally, I beg my brother... I beg the regent to continue to rectify yin and yang, and don't abandon me."

Wei Hanyue asked without answering, "But from the heart?"

Xiao Mingchao suddenly raised his head and said, "Of course it is sincere."

Wei Hanyue scratched his eyes with his fingertips and said, "But there is hatred in your eyes...do you hate me?"

Xiao Mingchao hastily denied: "How could I hate my brother? What I hate is Xiao Huizhou...he held your hand like that, offended you so frivolously..."

Wei Hanyue said with great interest: "Why did he hold my hand?"

Xiao Mingchao blushed, obviously tense and stiff all over, but he still held Wei Hanyue's hand and put his five fingers into Wei Hanyue's. The sharp edge is like a knife, and when piercing it, the roots of the ears and even the neck are as red as plums.

It didn't seem like she was holding the hand of her sweetheart, but more like doing something sweet and intimate in the house.

Wei Hanyue knelt down in front of him and said, "You hate it just by holding hands, don't you know that what people can do... is a thousand times more than this?"

Xiao Mingzhao opened his lips and asked, "What?"

Wei Hanyue smiled and said nothing, and was about to pull his five fingers away, but Xiao Mingzhao suddenly clenched his fingers tightly, and asked again: "What?"

-

The crow-colored eyelashes are like fluttering butterfly wings, gradually stained with tears like morning dew. The regent, who is in power, was kissed and cried by a former student who was nine years younger than himself. To be eye-popping.

The situation was out of control, Xiao Mingchao said out of breath, "Can you... kiss me a little longer?"

Wei Hanyue was noncommittal, just pinched the back of his neck, hesitated and said, "Can you hold it?"

"Uh..." A night of fierce fighting began.

-

Xiao Mingzhao was naturally able to hold on, and Wei Hanyue, a good teacher, tried his best to prove that even if he was only a beginner, he could kiss Mr. Wei comfortably... with tears in his eyes.

The moon is like a jade, and the gauze lamp beside the embroidery bed is like a bean, and the clear light blends with the moonlight, like a piece of spring mist draped over the shoulders of a beautiful woman.

Wei Hanyue was so tired that he fell asleep, Xiao Mingzhao wiped the corners of his lips, stared at the flushed cheeks of the person beside him, his eyes darkened, and almost wanted to...

[Satisfied with this? 】

Xiao Mingzhao quickly lifted the brocade quilt on Wei Hanyue's body, as if he was afraid that people would see his tender and fragile appearance at the moment.

【Is there anything to cover up, I saw it just now, besides, I have seen more... in the past...】

Xiao Mingzhao frowned, and was about to ask in detail, when he heard the mechanical voice and said without emotion.

[Do you know how others did it in the past? 】

Xiao Mingzhao pursed his lips tightly.

【He thinks I'm young. 】

【Forget it, even if you can't be greedy for a while, it's hard to come by. 】

Xiao Mingzhao was silent, and the frown gradually deepened.

【When I get close to him, apart from being able to see, do you...】

【I am you, I love him just like you, I have all your senses, you go to kiss... or I kiss, you go to lick... it is me...】

Xiao Mingchao couldn't bear it anymore.

【To shut up. 】

The mechanical sound stopped abruptly.

When Xiao Mingzhao was annoyed about how to get rid of this annoying monster, the mechanical sound sounded again.

[It's small, soft and pitiful, it's still pink, you should be lighter next time. 】

"Well……"--

The spring is slender, and the banquet is open.

It’s the new year again, and the big New Year’s Eve palace banquet is naturally very lively. A certain minister of the temple, relying on the fact that the Duke of Zhen had already begged for the bones, Wei Suwen went to west Yunnan on a business trip. Without restraint, the Luofuchun wine on the table in front of Wei Hanyue was empty one after another.

Xiao Mingzhao couldn't persuade him at all, every time he tried to block the wine, Wei Hanyue would glared at him like a kitten who had been robbed of its milk, and finally stayed at the end of the banquet, and simply broke the rules and ordered the officials to go first, borrowing a few The case and the cover of wide sleeves held Wei Hanyue's hand tightly, lest he do something shocking to the world.

After all, the hall became silent, Xiao Mingchao hurriedly wanted to help someone to go to the side hall to drink the hangover soup, but Wei Hanyue went outside the hall on his own, so he had to follow him all the way to the imperial garden. The plum tree that Han Yue used to eat snacks on the top grew taller and taller, and the proud snow and cold plums were blowing in the wind, making people think that it was still nine years ago.

Wei Hanyue dazedly grasped the tree trunk and wanted to climb up, so startled that Xiao Mingzhao hurriedly wrapped one hand around his waist, and wrapped his other hand around his knees, and hugged the thumping little drunk sideways.

Wei Han looked at him intently, his amber pupils, which were as clear as glass, shone with soft waves, and were covered by clouds and mist, making people want to hide him in a box and not allow anyone to watch him.

Although Xiao Mingzhao is not Xiao Hangu's parent and son, he is also a very close uncle and nephew by blood, so the two have about [-]% alike in appearance.

But at this moment in the middle of the night, the light was dim, and Wei Hanyue was drunk and dizzy, so the five points became a full ten.

"Uncle Xiao..." Wei Hanyue called vaguely.

Xiao Mingchao froze immediately.

"Where is the little rabbit you gave me?"

It is true that Xiao Hanyue once gave Wei Hanyue a little white rabbit, but that little rabbit passed away when Wei Hanyue was 15 years old due to his limited lifespan. She shed tears, refused to eat or sleep, and developed a high fever the next day after being sad and exhausted, and almost went to hell.

Seeing him sobbing in his nightmare, Xiao Hangu's heart was really broken. He stayed in Wei Zhai, Wei's family and Xiao Huizhou two brothers for a day and a night, and managed to take care of him to get rid of his fever, but Wei Hanyue escaped from danger. He said with a pale face that he was going to bury the little rabbit, but Xiao Hangu couldn't persuade him, so he had to dig a hole under the crabapple tree in the backyard and bury the little rabbit's body in it.

At that time Xiao Mingzhao was not qualified to approach, he could only watch from afar as he and Xiao Hangu put the tombstone on the little rabbit.

But one night four years later, he stayed overnight in Wei's house, but he didn't feel sleepy. When he heard that Wei Hanyue got up with his clothes on, he tiptoed over.

Then I saw Wei Hanyue squatting down at the place where the little rabbit was buried, placing a large plate of fresh carrots, and... then silently wiped his eye sockets.

-

Xiao Mingzhao didn't dare to say anything, for fear that Wei Hanyue would notice that his voice was different from Xiao Hangu's, and let him misunderstand, taking advantage of the rare moment when the man calmed down, he hugged him tightly and strode towards Shuhui Hall.

While Xiao Mingzhao was walking quickly, he heard the person in his arms murmur: "Uncle Xiao... the Shang study... what is in the Shang study..."

"I have unlocked the Nine Chains...why I still can't get in..."

Xiao Mingzhao thought about the layout of Xiashang's study, but he didn't remember where there was a nine-link ring, or where it was obviously closed.

But the more difficult it is to detect, the more it shows that there is really a secret that cannot be made public.

He had to check it out.

-

After Wei Hanyue was settled, Xiao Mingzhao quietly left the dormitory when he saw that the sky was still like splashed ink, and fled towards the Shang's study room like a ghost.

During the banquet, the moon was still white and the wind was clear, but under the eyes it was already snowing, and Xiao Mingzhao's footprints were instantly covered by layers of snowflakes as big as fingertips, leaving no traces.

The Shang study room was already locked, but when he clasped his palms together and broke it, the solid copper lock broke silently.

The "squeak" sound of the sandalwood door opening was suppressed by the howling wind of a ghost. Xiao Mingchao stepped into the long-awaited Shang Study Room, only to feel the memories of years rushing to his face, and every scene was Wei Hanyue.

He who holds a scroll to give lessons, he who wears flowers on his temples, who stretches out his fingers to wrap around his skirt while meditating, he who uses a ruler to teach people, but the ruler hurts his palms, and he is not well-chosen because of the incense. He who punished people for copying books on purpose...

Perhaps as early as a long, long time ago, when Xiao Mingzhao didn't understand what love is, he had already fallen in love with him deeply and unable to extricate himself.

-

Xiao Mingzhao lit the torch in his hand, starting from the main hall, he inspected the five rooms one by one, the tables and chairs were all very ordinary.

The angle of the original head-on view is gradually tilted, and the double-arch caisson in the shape of a bucket is impressively in sight, carved with gold dragons, and eighteen peony flower-headed lamp holders guard the five-clawed golden dragon on the periphery, the flying belt extends, and the nine-petal lotus lamp is ring by ring. , until eighteen unicorns press down on the tail.

He narrowed his eyes.

All the tables and desks in the room are piled up, and the nine-foot-high algae well is within reach. Xiao Mingchao grasped the unicorn, lotus lantern, and peony flower seat one by one with his palm, but still found nothing.

He stretched out his arms to reach the golden dragon in the middle, but found that the algae well was too deep, and there was still half a foot away from the dragon's head.

So he jumped up, and the whole person left the table where he was standing and was hanging in the air, wrapping the dragon head in his palm.

Sure enough, it can be rotated.

Xiao Mingzhao turned slightly to the south, and heard a soft "crack" sound from the portrait of Confucius hanging in the hall.

He flew down and lifted the portrait from bottom to top, and saw a wooden drawer embedded in the wall behind it, and he stretched out his hand to open it, like a perfectly dismantled glazed nine-chain ring.

This ring of sanitation had already been untied back then, so the moment Xiao Mingzhao opened the wooden drawer, the velvet gold-threaded carpet with flowers and silver thread sank along with the ground suddenly sinking.

Xiao Mingzhao was light-hearted, so he was not afraid of the distance of a foot high. When he landed, he saw that the three walls were all solid stones, and the only remaining side was the rosewood wall. With boxwood pegs.

This peg may be a Huqin, a Ruanxian, a Yueqin, a Liuqin...a pipa.

Almost blessed to his soul, he unplugged all the pegs and inserted them one by one according to the structure of the word "reading".

The last vertical hook is over, and the peg in the hand is exhausted.

Xiao Mingchao stretched out his hand and pushed, and the wooden wall turned at a right angle, revealing the secret room inside.

99 luminous pearls reflected the dark underground as bright as day, Xiao Mingchao stepped in slowly, his eyes were full of the clothes, dresses and robes worn by the same person, the used pens, inks, papers and inkstones, whips, swords, bows and arrows, and the same person. portrait.

He seemed to be in this small world, reminiscing about Wei Hanyue's youth once again.

Judging from the age of the ink, it may not be painted on that day, but a few years later, after the painter realized... After realizing his own mind, he sketched it one by one according to the scene in his memory.

The little Wei Han reads the appearance of huddling behind the scroll and secretly dozing off, the heroic appearance when holding the bow and arrow, the appearance of galloping in the field holding the little rabbit and the little raccoon slave, and the appearance of the brows and eyes being greener than everyone else during the palace examination They all look so calm...

Afterwards, more and more backs appeared in the picture, probably the painter also knew that his thoughts could not be seen, so he didn't even dare to look Wei Hanyue's face squarely.

The biggest one is the moment when Wei Hanyue took a pen and finished drawing two beards on the face of a sleeping, green-faced and long-toothed beast.

From innocence to Zhilan Yushu, without any obscenity, it seems to be a faithful record of his growing up day by day for several years.

The most extraordinary thing was that when Wei Hanyue was taking a nap, a big palm that was deformed as if it came from a strange animal rested lightly on the top of his hair...

But these tens of thousands of paintings, the room full of Wei Hanyue's discarded old things, and even Wei Hanyue's hairpin flowers have been pressed dry and framed... How can it be regarded as open-minded and free from distracting thoughts?

Xiao Mingzhao's eyes fell on the desk on the west wall, besides a few stacks of waste manuscripts written by Wei Hanyue, there was also a private seal of lion button melting cover stone.

The stone stamp on the cover...is a thing of love agreed by Changjing, and it can be given to the sweetheart to protect the love for three generations.

One life is not enough, and the next life is required, the next life of the next life.

He moved over stiffly, and turned the lotus-colored seal upside down, only to see four characters in seal script on the seal——

"I love Hanyue."

I love cold reading.

Xiao Mingchao closed his eyes as if he couldn't bear it, and the Ronggai Stone was shattered into powder in his clenched fist.

The owner of this secret room doesn't want to do anything other than...except to draw that strange beast.

Xiao Mingzhao just felt it was absurd that the person who had been dead for nine years had such an unethical affection for a junior who called him "Uncle Xiao" and was younger than him.

Fortunately, Wei Hanyue knew nothing... Fortunately, he knew nothing.

-

Wei Hanyue noticed that Xiao Mingzhao's behavior was very strange these days.

From time to time, my mind wandered away, I didn’t know how to add water when I was grinding ink, I almost burned the small kitchen when I was cooking soup, and I took the sash belt to tie it before I put on my robe...

If he hadn't known that it was impossible, he would have thought that Xiao Mingchao had a lovesickness because of his spring heart.

This night when Wei Han read back to the mansion, he saw that the red lanterns on the sycamore trees on the road in front of the mansion disappeared, replaced by night pearls with crocodile silk as the lampshade, each one as big as a fist.

There is only one person in the world who dares to walk the road of Prince Lingzhao's mansion and replace all the lanterns left by Xiao Hangu.

If Xiao Hangu's lantern is the red sun at noon, then Xiao Mingzhao's night pearl is the melting moon, each has its own merits, and it is impossible to say which one is more suitable for Wei Hanyue's heart.

But after all, the dead are the most important, and he still prefers Xiao Hangu in his heart, besides, the love and love of the elders always taught him that he could not bear to let him down.

Therefore, after morning, he and Xiao Mingchao wanted to exchange the original lantern back.

Xiao Mingzhao's expression was a little unnatural when he heard the words, he just forced a smile and said, "Don't you like Ye Mingzhu, brother?"

Wei Hanyue shook his head: "That's not true, it's just that the lantern is a relic of the late emperor after all, and it's just a thought to keep it."

Xiao Mingzhao said softly: "Then if the late emperor has not yet passed away, how will brother choose?"

Wei Hanyue: "?"

The meaning of this question is roughly similar to "Which one will you save first when my father and I fall into the water at the same time".

Wei Hanyue pondered for a while and said: "The elder's gift cannot be denied, even if the late emperor is still there,..."

Before he knew it, Xiao Mingzhao had already clasped his slender jade-colored wrist, and he couldn't help pulling it back when he heard the words: "What if I have already burned all those lanterns?"

Now Wei Hanyue really frowned and said, "Is this true?"

"Yes."

Wei Hanyue wanted to pull out his wrist, but when Xiao Mingzhao saw that he was going to separate, he immediately tightened his grip, just enough to hold him without hurting him.

Wei Hanyue really didn't understand: "Even though you and the late emperor never had a father-son relationship, after all he brought you into the palace for your food and clothing, why are you dissatisfied to the point of burning his relics? "

Xiao Mingzhao's eyes seemed a little red and said: "Brother is so biased towards the late emperor."

Wei Hanyue: "..."

He was a little disappointed and said: "When the first emperor was as old as you, he was still trying his best to fight for the reserve, but you started to use your emotions when you were sitting on the world?"

Xiao Mingzhao opened his lips and said, "Brother thinks that I am not as good as the late emperor?"

Wei Hanyue met his hurt eyes, and said word by word: "At least judging from today's incident, it's far worse."

Xiao Mingzhao had never shed tears in front of Wei Hanyue since he was a child, because he knew that Wei Hanyue didn't like to see him cry in order to gain mercy.

So at this moment, he still resisted and said: "When I was young, I saw that the late emperor was so kind to my elder brother, and my elder brother also relied on the late emperor. I only thought that I would grow up, and I would be as mature and stable as the late emperor. I would treat my elder brother more than the late emperor. Alright, to be someone enough to make my brother depend on...but it turns out that even if I grow up, I will never be as good as him."

Wei Hanyue said suddenly, "Xiao Mingchao."

Xiao Mingzhao was startled, then saw Wei Hanyue raised his hand and slapped him hard.

He was beaten to the side. Wei Hanyue pulled out his wrist and said, "How can you compare with your father-in-law and the elders I respect? I think you have lost your head."

After he finished speaking, he walked out, Xiao Mingchao hurriedly followed, begging: "Brother, don't go."

Wei Hanyue only said: "Calm down, I know you haven't burned those lanterns, come and talk to me when you replace them back."

-

Xiao Mingzhao kept watching Wei Hanyue's hurrying back until his sight was completely empty.

In the past few days, his mind was full of that secret room, and Xiao Hangu's unbearable desire for Wei Hanyue when Wei Hanyue didn't know about it.

He was jealous that Xiao Hangu could grow up with Wei Hanyue all the way from the prime minister's age to a thin, snowy and red plum-like young man, and hated himself not only for not being the first person to fall in love with Wei Hanyue, but for being ignorant and childish It's ridiculous.

When he replaced those lanterns, he was full of sour jealousy, he only wanted to try his best to strip off the connection between Xiao Hangu and Wei Hanyue, so that Xiao Hangu would become a real dead person instead of living forever in a gentle and tolerant image. Wei Han read his heart.

But he was really wrong, Wei Hanyue will not forget Xiao Hangu, only dissatisfied with him destroying Xiao Hangu's relics without authorization.

If Xiao Hangu lived to this day, long enough to realize that he and Xiao Huizhou were emotional for Wei Hanyue, he would still wear his ridiculous elder mask and tolerate the two adopted sons shamelessly climbing onto his beloved's bed ?

But he died, when Yuan Ting and Yue Zhi were blameless.

Late Emperor, Late Emperor...

How can the living beat the dead?

-

When Xiao Huizhou received Wei Hanyue at the gate of Shangshu Province, he was overjoyed.

After all, Xiao Mingzhao is close to the water tower, and he is guarding him at every step, so it is difficult for him to spend a moment alone with Wei Hanyue by all means.

After helping the man into the car, seeing Wei Hanyue's brows clouded with gloom, Xiao Huizhou asked worriedly, "Sir, is there anything bothering you?"

Wei Hanyue was silent for a while, and then said: "What do you think of the late emperor...?"

Xiao Huizhou was quite surprised when he heard the words, but when Xiao Hangu passed away, he was already 12 years old. After all, he saw some things more clearly than Xiao Mingzhao. What a nice thing to say.

Xiao Huizhou held Wei Hanyue's palm, rubbed his sore mouth due to the exhaustion of paperwork, and asked, "Why are you talking about the first emperor all of a sudden?"

Wei Hanyue lowered his eyes and said, "Xiao Mingchao withdrew the lanterns that the late emperor hung in Fengjiaofang."

Xiao Huizhou was taken aback for a moment, and almost smiled——Xiao Mingzhao was so restless, it's no wonder Wei Hanyue could tolerate him.

Taking advantage of Wei Hanyue's interval of contemplation, he gently imprisoned him in his arms and said, "The late Emperor's feelings are weak, and our relationship is far less than that of ordinary family members, but there is no other kind of disharmony, and after all, many people have passed away. It's been a year, so I can't talk about resentment."

He caressed Wei Hanyue's sleeve and said, "Speaking of which, the death date of the late emperor is approaching. If you miss the late emperor, why don't we go to the imperial mausoleum to pay homage together in three days?"

Wei Hanyue thought for a while and said, "Okay."

Xiao Huizhou naturally didn't want to pay homage to the late Emperor Laoshizi, but he just didn't want to miss any chance to meet Wei Hanyue. He nodded, tightened his arms secretly, and said in a shy voice: "It's been a long time See you sir."

Wei Hanyue was puzzled and said, "Didn't you just see it in the early court?"

Xiao Huizhou stared at his fat-like neck and said, "You want to see him this way, not from such a distance, and just watch Xiao Mingchao cling to Mr.

Wei Hanyue let out a long "Oh" and said familiarly with a bowl of water: "You and he have the same weight in my heart."

How could Xiao Huizhou not know the so-called "heavy weight in his heart" and could only listen to it. He and Xiao Mingchao had never been in his heart, but they still put their noses close to Wei Han's soft cheeks like a spring peach and asked: " He will displease my husband, but I won't, how about my husband like me more?"

Before Wei Hanyue could open his mouth, the man touched his earlobe suddenly, and a soft snort came out of his nose, like a kitten acting coquettishly.

Xiao Huizhou closed his eyes, tapped his earholes lightly with his fingertips and asked, "Sir... will you wear earrings again?"

Wei Hanyue's spine was so numb that he couldn't stand still, his eyes were watery, but he still joked in a soft voice: "If your homework improves... Maybe I will wear it again..."

This is a lie. After all, Xiao Huizhou is no longer studying in the Shangshufang, so why talk about "homework"?

But Xiao Huizhou seemed to be convinced, closed his eyes and said solemnly: "I will live up to your expectations."

-

Two days later, Wei Hanyue went to Shuhui Palace to pick up the pipa he left behind, and as soon as he stepped into the inner room, he bumped into Xiao Mingchao.

The boy hurriedly asked: "Brother, did you hurt?"

Wei Hanyue didn't come to reconcile with him, so he ignored it at the moment, and just went straight to his pipa box.

Xiao Mingchao immediately grabbed his sleeve and said, "The lantern... I have changed it back, brother, did you see it?"

Wei Hanyue was sitting in a soft sedan chair, and he didn't need lights during the day, so he didn't pay attention, and he didn't expect Xiao Mingzhao to be soft so quickly.

But Mr. Wei Ling is so easy to coax, he just said "um" unhurriedly: "Is there anything else?"

Xiao Mingchao murmured: "I was wrong, I shouldn't make my brother unhappy, I shouldn't be disrespectful to the late emperor, and be unreasonable... My brother will punish me no matter what, please don't ignore me."

In just two days, Wei Hanyue didn't look sideways when he went up to the court, and he didn't even give him a glimpse of the corner of his eye. He stuck it to the edge of the dragon chair, apparently to draw a line with him. He still cared about being jealous, but felt that if Wei Hanyue continued to keep him cold like this, he would really die.

Wei Hanyue didn't want to spare the disobedient dog so quickly, and said, "We'll discuss this matter later, I have to go back to the mansion early to rest, and I have to go to the imperial mausoleum tomorrow."

"Imperial Mausoleum?"

"Well," Wei Hanyue said with a light smile, "Tomorrow, Xiao Huizhou and Xiao Huizhou will go to the imperial mausoleum to worship the late emperor."

Xiao Mingzhao suddenly felt a sharp pain in his forehead, he gritted his teeth, stretched out his hand and pushed the door.

The door closed quickly, Wei Hanyue didn't panic, tilted his head slightly, and said playfully, "What do you mean?"

Xiao Mingzhao's Adam's apple moved and he said, "I will go with my brother some other day, okay?"

Wei Hanyue took a step closer to him, stared at the strange, blood-colored pupils in front of him and said, "What if I said, I want to go with King Ning tomorrow?"

Xiao Mingzhao's headache became more and more severe, he panted lowly and said: "Brother is tired, let's rest here first."

Before Wei Hanyue refused, he was picked up by him and walked quickly to the wide dragon bed.

Trapped in a heavy brocade quilt, Wei Hanyue was trapped between Xiao Mingchao's arms and chest. He raised his eyes to Xiao Mingchao who was clearly losing his mind and said, "You want to lock me up again?"

Xiao Mingchao's brain roared, he couldn't tell what "again" meant at all, he just murmured: "Just go with me...just take me, okay...why can't it just be me and a dog...I'm not the best , at least the most obedient, you don't want to lose me..."

Wei Hanyue saw that his eyes were getting redder and redder, and he was about to bleed, so he bent his waist and covered his waist and abdomen.

Even though Xiao Mingzhao was on the verge of losing control, he was still shocked by this shock and regained some sense of reason: "What's the matter... Your stomach feels uncomfortable again, doesn't it?"

Wei Hanyue seemed to be in a lot of pain, so he didn't answer, but shook his head slightly.

Xiao Mingzhao was most afraid that he would be brave and refused to tell the truth. He was a paper-made body with a childish temper. He was afraid of taking medicine and would always hide it from him.

Wei Hanyue hurriedly teased him and said, "You don't need to mobilize the crowd, just rub it and it will be fine..."

Xiao Mingzhao hurriedly hugged him onto his lap and said, "Okay, okay, rub it..."

Wei Hanyue slowly leaned on his shoulders, wrapped his arms around the back of his neck and said, "You are so vicious, you will scare me."

Although Xiao Mingzhao was not vicious, he would not talk back at this time, he just followed him and said: "It's all my fault, I'm not gentle enough, I scared my brother, brother don't be angry."

"You still want to keep me here."

Xiao Mingzhao lowered his eyes, gently rubbed his upper abdomen, and said in a low voice: "Brother, I..."

There was a sudden pain in the back of the neck, and the words stopped abruptly.

Wei Hanyue still had a weak look of being unwell, glanced at the golden needle on the back of Xiao Mingzhao's neck, and quietly contacted Xiao Ke.

【This needle was used by Lu Huanying for my self-defense, Xiao Mingzhao won't be poisoned to death, right? 】

[Cub, you have already tied it, is it too late to ask now? 】

【Never mind him, teach him a lesson, lest he always want to lock me up. 】

【What is Meow doing now?Go back home to rest, are you going to the imperial mausoleum tomorrow? 】

[Suddenly I don't want to go, Uncle Xiao is not short of my sacrifice, it's boring to stay in Changjing all the time, why not go somewhere farther away. 】

【Meow meow meow? 】

Wei Hanyue's eyes fell on the screen of the River and Mountain Picture of the Rest Area by the wall, and walked over to point to the southernmost one.

【Go here. 】

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Peizhou is located in the southern corner of Daxi, and it is hot all year round. In midsummer, the last drop of moisture on people's bodies becomes more and more dry.

However, it is an excellent place to live for a long time for those who have a cold constitution and are afraid of the cold but not the heat.

Gather away the scattered Qi from Yuxia in the evening, and wipe the sky like water in the distant mountains.As night fell, it was time to rush home impatiently after school, but in a bright and elegant courtyard in Huansha Village, Peizhou, a group of children chattered around one person and refused to leave.

"Sir, sir, let's talk for a while."

"Mister's skirt is so beautiful."

"Mr. Pan Yue is talking about Pan Yue today, saying that he "throws fruit to fill the car", is Pan Yue as good-looking as Mr. "

"I don't think so. Pan Yue should be far worse than Mr."

"Sir," one of the shortest children on the periphery said timidly, looking at the youngest child, "my mother said that cold food hurts the body, and ice bowls should not be used too much."

Wei Hanyue, who was eating an ice bowl: "..."

He said sternly: "Your mother is right, but the heat also hurts the body, the two cancel each other out, and it is actually beneficial to the body."

He was born so beautiful, even if he talked nonsense seriously, it would be very confusing to watch. The child nodded stupidly, and then heard Wei Hanyue say: "Okay, the sun has set, everyone go home."

The children who were thirsty for knowledge were sent away, and the parents who returned from hard work came to the door.

Under the advocacy of the regent of the Daxi Dynasty for several years, women and men generally have the qualifications to enter the hall and take the imperial examination.

Even in Huansha Village, where Emperor Gao is far away, the little girls are working tirelessly to try Chunwei.

"Mr. Han, my daughter is going to take the hospital exam this year, sir, would you like to give her some advice..."

"Mr. Han, my son doesn't study hard these days, and he always runs out at night. I see that he has a sweetheart. The college exam is coming. What should I do..."

"Mr. Han, Jiaci's [-]th birthday is tomorrow. I would like to ask you to inscribe a picture. Dare I ask Runge..."

"Mr. Han, the freshly baked glutinous glutinous rice cakes from Tan Steam House on Dongjie Street have been waiting for an hour to arrive. Try it, sir..."

"Mr. Han..."

Wei Hanyue answered one by one, and finally sent the villagers away, and saw an old man with snowy temples and frosted hair standing in front of him with a troubled face, hesitant to speak.

Wei Hanyue knew that the son and daughter-in-law of the old man Li were all working in a pawnshop in Lili Town, a hundred miles away, and only came back once a year. He and a 16-year-old grandson who was preparing for the college entrance examination were the only ones at home, so he asked: "Li What's the matter?"

Uncle Li asked Ai Ai: "Mr. Han... I'm ashamed to say it..."

He is a warm-hearted person. When the melons and fruits grown at home are ripe, he always sends Wei Hanyue a basket. Something went wrong with the turnaround?"

Old Uncle Li shook his head quickly and said: "It's Ah Liang... He saw Mr. on the street at the end of last month, and when he got back, he didn't think about food and tea, and he always talked nonsense about Mr. Han... I don't ask for help, old man, old man. Yes, just ask if you have a self-portrait, he can take a look, maybe he can cure this strange disease..."

Before Wei Hanyue could answer, a male voice suddenly sounded behind him: "I'm afraid I will disappoint the old man."

Wei Hanyue didn't need to turn around to know the identity of the visitor. As expected, Wei Su walked forward without hesitation, and blocked Wei Hanyue from behind: "The family has already arranged a marriage for my younger brother, and we will be married in a few years." Returning to the hometown to get married, the young master's illness, we can't do anything to help."

Old Uncle Li came here with an old face at first, and taught people how to speak again if he refused, and hurriedly said goodbye and left.

Daxi people of the same sex and the opposite sex can marry Qin and Jin, so old man Li didn't know whether Wei Hanyue's family had chosen a man or a woman for him, he just thought that no matter men or women, to be able to marry such a fairy character must be a man of ten generations. It is obtained by accumulating good karma and profound blessings.

Seeing the door close, Wei Hanyue poked his head out from behind Wei Suwen, and said with a half-smile, "Brother, isn't he washing clothes?"

Wei Suwen turned around and wrapped his hands, Wei Hanyue's fingertips still had the chill of the ice bowl, and the man frowned so coldly that he said: "Didn't you say to melt some before eating? Don't be greedy for cold while it's hot, take care of your stomach." Make trouble again."

Wei Hanyue didn't listen to him, and said, "What happened when the ice bowl melted?"

Wei Suwen couldn't argue, so he had to lead someone to the back room and said, "The water is ready, let's take a bath first, I still have dirty pants."

Wei Hanyue didn't feel any sense in ordering his elder brother to wash his skirt, shirt and trousers, and told him: "That piece of Qiong Wensi should be lighter, don't tear it."

"The slave knows, His Royal Highness Ling Zhao, you should go take a bath first."

-

This is the second year that Wei Hanyue has been in Peizhou.

He could leave the Xiao family behind and live in seclusion, but he couldn't make his parents and family feel sad, so before leaving, he went back to the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion, wrote down his whereabouts, and put it behind the Duke of Zhen's study before ordering Xiaoke to take him away. Send it over.

Unexpectedly, more than a month later, when he got up in the morning and opened the door, he saw Wei Suwen.

Wei Hanyue originally hired someone to wash clothes and cook food, but when Wei Su heard about it, he took over on his own initiative, letting Wei Langjun teach and educate people, and enjoy the idyllic life leisurely, while he himself... took care of all the housework and became a competent person mum.

Wei Hanyue knew that his whereabouts could not be kept from Xiao Mingzhao forever, and he did not intend to do so.

It's just that he came out for a tour of the mountains and rivers, and Xiao Mingzhao from the left and right came after him, but they couldn't do anything to him.

-

The crescent moon is beautiful, the sky is clear, Wei Hanyuetuan is under the quilt, and Wei Suwen hugs him through the quilt.

In fact, there are many vacant rooms in his courtyard, but Wei Suwen said that he was worried about his health, so he wanted to sleep in the same bed with him, and emphasized that he would share two quilts with him. Growing up, he only regarded the other party as his elder brother, and thought that Wei Suwen would not overstep the bounds, so he agreed.

But when he really slept on a couch, Wei Suwen moved around in his sleep, and he couldn't control where he wanted to go, so even though there was still a brocade quilt, when it was late at night and the wind was still, he couldn't tell for sure.

Wei Hanyue half-closed his eyes and said, "Brother and I both quit, so Shang Shusheng is in a mess?"

Wei Suwen said casually: "Isn't this just a test of Xiao Mingzhao's ability? I want to see if he can find someone to replace him in a short time."

Wei Hanyue was a little bored, he got out of the quilt and said, "Brother seems to be very hostile to him."

Wei Suwen pushed him back and said, "Catch a cold carefully."

Wei Hanyue shook his messy black hair and said: "