Raising Wolves

The moment Lu Qing closed his eyes, Ning Juan only felt his blood go cold.

He probed Lu Qingze's breath mechanically, felt the weak breathing, and then regained his senses, hugged Lu Qingze and said sharply, "Where's the imperial doctor!"

The Jinyiwei who were watching the night had already restrained all the assassins. The leader of the Jinyiwei, wearing a flying fish suit and wearing an embroidered spring knife on his waist, knelt down with a bang: "I am sorry for the late arrival of rescue, Your Majesty! The imperial physician is coming, Mrs. Lu If you lose too much blood, you can sprinkle Taifu Lu with this hemostatic powder first."

This is what Lu Qing said, who can be trusted?

Ning Juan stared at him coldly.

The sight of a child in his early teens made Zheng Yao unconsciously sweat a thin layer on his forehead.

During the reign of Emperor Chong'an, under the oppression of Dongchang, Jin Yiwei lived like a grandson. After the eunuch party was eliminated, Dongchang could not make waves. The civil official group headed by Wei Herong suppressed the generals again. The backbone, the sense of existence is thin.

He was promoted to be the Commander of Jinyiwei, but his life was quite hopeless, and he was passing by. Since the new emperor took office, he had also thought about whether he should observe the little emperor, and test whether it was worth entrusting his loyalty.

Seeing Emperor Chong'an panicked and yelling when he was assassinated, Zheng Yao couldn't help but glance at the new emperor from the corner of his eye, and was slightly surprised to see the cold look on the young boy's face.

It was rumored that the new emperor was stupid and cowardly, and that he was a puppet in Wei Herong's palm.

But he felt that this was a wolf that was dormant without showing its fangs and claws.

Almost instantly, he vaguely had an idea in his mind.

At the same time, Ning Juan said lightly, "Bring it up."

Without any hesitation, Zheng Yao offered the hemostatic medicine with both hands. Ning Juan took it, but instead of using it directly on Lu Qingze, he took out a dagger from his bosom and drew a line on his arm without blinking. Blood flashed.

Chang Shun, who was dizzy from being thrown, rubbed his head, and hissed with trembling brows: "Your Majesty!"

"I am the emperor." Ning Juan unplugged the medicine bottle, his pupils were extremely black, staring at Zheng Yao as if looking into an endless pool, "Commander Zheng, you must take responsibility."

Zheng Yao's heart trembled: "Yes... yes!"

Ning Juan poured the medicine powder into his hands, and seeing that the blood stopped quickly, he carefully pushed aside Lu Qingze's thin, soft, blood-soaked pajamas, and sprinkled the medicine powder on his wound.

Even though he had lost consciousness, Lu Qing curled up slightly in pain.

That originally pale face was completely devoid of blood at the moment, but there were a few splashes of blood on the face, a small spot just fell on the mole at the end of the eye, it was shockingly beautiful.

Ning Juan took another deep breath, this time the plum fragrance smelled thick with blood.

He calmed down completely, and reached out to wipe the blood from the corners of Lu Qingze's eyes: "Come here, carefully carry the teacher into the room, cover the quilt, the teacher is afraid of the cold."

Once the assassins were killed, there were not a few palace servants left, and they all froze in fright, and Jin Yiwei stepped forward to help bring Lu Qingze into the house.

There were many corpses on the ground, and in the night, the spilled blood flowed like ink, thinking that Lu Qing would almost become one of them, Ning Juan's heart couldn't stop constricting.

But he remembered what Lu Qingze said, that a king should not show his emotions or anger.

So he looked at Zheng Yao calmly: "Have you found out the background?"

The atmosphere in the yard was inexplicably tense, almost breathless, and the Jin Yiwei who was escorting the assassin swallowed: "Return to Your Majesty, they are all dead soldiers without any marks on their bodies, and other dead soldiers swallowed immediately when they were caught." Suicide by poison, the rest..."

His face showed a dilemma: "The tongue has been cut, and the consciousness is also dull."

I'm afraid I can't ask anything.

Ning Juan knew very well that there were many people who wanted to kill him, but few would do it.

He raised his eyes, and his dark eyes fell on the dead man kneeling on the ground, and he recognized that it was the one who stabbed Lu Qingze.

The still thin boy bent down, picked up the knife that had fallen on the ground, and walked up to the dead man step by step, holding the long knife with blood still on it.

The long knife scratched on the floor tiles and made an uncomfortable sound, stabbing and dragging clearly, which made everyone in the yard jump with fear.

Ning Juan stopped in front of the dead man, expressionless: "Did Ning Cong send you here?"

This kind of dead soldier has undergone special training, and there is no expression in his dead eyes, and he looks at him numbly.

Ning Juan didn't care, and nodded: "You can die."

In the next moment, there was a muffled sound of flesh breaking open, and blood splashed up and fell on the young emperor's immature face.

Under the moonlight, the blood-stained knife surface glowed with a cold white light, and everyone's pupils shrank.

Zheng Yao's cold blood, which had been silent for a long time, boiled at this moment.

How could the former emperor, who was mediocre and incompetent, greedy for life and afraid of death, give birth to such a son?

At this moment, he made up his mind completely, neatly knelt down and clasped his fists, with his head lowered, and offered his first loyalty: "I am willing to do my best for Your Majesty!"

Ning Juan let go of the handle of the knife and looked at Zheng Yao.

The eyes on the top of the head were heavy, as if thinking, sizing up, with a bit of inquiry, after a long while, Zheng Yao heard the little emperor ask: "Can you be a good knife for me to use?"

Being stared at by him, Zheng Yao said awe-inspiringly: "I will never refuse to die."

Ning Juan didn't respond, and after a while, he threw something and landed on the body of the dead man.

Zheng Yao took a closer look, and his eyes became more surprised.

This little majesty is even more unfathomable than he thought.

He could tell at a glance that this was a genuine jade pendant with the private logo of the Shu Palace!

Ning Juan took the handkerchief from Chang Shun, and wiped off the blood on his face and hands indifferently: "Do you know what to say about everything that happened in Qing Palace tonight?"

Zheng Yao's mind turned, and he said respectfully: "When the minister brought people over, His Majesty had already passed out in Lu Taifu's arms. During the fight, this jade pendant fell out of the assassin's arms."

Ning Juan nodded and walked towards Nuan Pavilion.

After a pause, as if thinking of something again, he turned his head and added: "There is one more."

"Your Majesty, please speak."

"...When the assassin attacked, he scratched Taifu Lu's face."

He didn't want anyone to covet Lu Qingze anymore.

Zheng Yao was stunned for a moment, but didn't quite understand the deep meaning of it.

But just after offering his loyalty, before letting His Majesty see his ability, he asked questions, which seemed very unintelligent.

He bowed deeply, ordered people to remove the corpses in the courtyard, picked up the jade pendant, and was ready to make a fuss, and then retained people to closely guard the Qianqing Palace.

Lu Qing knew nothing about what happened outside.

The knife wound landed on his shoulder, but fortunately he didn't hurt his vitals, but his already weak body became weaker due to blood loss, and it was already a few days before he woke up in a chaotic state.

The mattress under him was dry, soft and warm, and there seemed to be some warm gadget beside him.

Lu Qing was in a daze, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to touch it, but it touched the wound on his shoulder. Cold sweat dripped down his forehead, and he woke up immediately. Before he opened his eyes, a thought popped into his mind: I'm alive?

Immediately after the body woke up one step later than the consciousness, the eyelids struggled to open, and he noticed a small thing curled up beside him.

Lu Qing lowered his head with half-closed eyes.

Ning Juan curled up and hugged herself, and fell asleep peacefully beside him.

The usually sneering, fangs and paws-like little emperor sleeps obediently, with soft black hair hanging down, eyelashes drooping, and his handsome, white face is soft and innocent, like a kitten who just wants to be warm.

Lu Qing suspected that he hadn't woken up yet.

The little boy actually ran to sleep beside him?

As soon as he moved, Ning Juan was awakened. The little emperor opened his eyes, and after a moment, his eyes lit up: "Teacher finally woke up!"

Lu Qingze: "..."

Auditory hallucinations?

Ning Juan usually tried his best to pretend to be mature and prudent, but now he couldn't hide his joy, he got out of the quilt and shouted outside: "Shunzi, announce the imperial doctor Yuan immediately, the teacher is awake!"

Chang Shun, who was waiting outside, responded and hurried to call for someone.

Lu Qing wanted to move, but Ning Juan pressed him lightly: "The teacher is hurt on his shoulder, be careful not to move."

At this moment, Lu Qing basically confirmed that he should be sober. Looking at the little emperor's flushed face, he raised his eyebrows: "Oh? Your Majesty finally remembered now, is this your teacher?"

Ning Juan became embarrassed: "I... I, teacher, are you angry?"

Lu Qing looked at the changes in the little emperor, and felt a strange sense of accomplishment when he saw a wolf cub who didn't know how to restrain his claws and claws being domesticated into a puppy by himself. Your Majesty knows I'm fine."

Ning Juan pursed his lips.

In fact, from the first meeting, he already knew that Lu Qing treated him well.

It's just that he doesn't know if Lu Qing will be like the court lady who abandoned him back then, after all, that person treated him very well before abandoning him.

But Lu Qing is obviously different. From the very beginning when he approached him, he was different from everyone else.

Lu Qing didn't continue to tease the child, and looked at Ning Juan: "Okay, there is no need to mention the trivial things. Are you injured? How many days have I slept? How is it outside?"

Ning Juan closed his cuffs silently, hid his scratched arm, and replied obediently: "No injury, Jin Yiwei took down all the assassins, and it has been four days now. The teacher's clever calculation, the jade pendant really worked, Ning Juan Cong was captured by Jin Yiwei and is now being handed over to the Ministry of Criminal Justice for trial."

Originally, Zheng Yao was eager to try, and wanted to catch Ning Cong to Beizhen Fusi, to revive the glory of Jinyiwei, but Ning Juan coldly scolded him as an idiot, and then reacted in a cold sweat, and suppressed his thoughts.

The commander-in-chief of the Fifth Army Battalion is a supporter of Wei Herong, and he can't go head-to-head with Wei Herong right now.

After listening to what happened in the past few days, Lu Qing seemed to realize something.

In the original book, Zheng Yao, the commander of Jinyiwei, is fierce and brutal, and he is the most loyal subordinate of the tyrant. It should have taken a few years before he surrendered. It may be because of his influence that the plot was advanced.

Also a good thing.

Ning Cong sent the jade pendant without telling outsiders. The only servant who could prove that he sent the jade pendant was also dealt with by Ning Juan.

A single piece of jade pendant, although it can't play a decisive role, can't prove that the assassination was ordered by him, but it is enough to cause him a lot of trouble.

Originally, this matter could be big or small, Ning Cong refused to admit it even if he was framed, but the identity of the vassal king is sensitive, and it was not long after the new emperor ascended the throne, Jing Wang secretly helped, Wei Herong once again push.

Enough for him to suffer.

The most important thing is that after such an experience, it is impossible for Ning Cong to stay in the capital any longer. This greasy nausea can finally go back, and even Ning Jing has to return to Fengguo as soon as possible.

Lu Qing was quite satisfied.

The two of them said a few words, and the imperial physician who checked the pulse came. It was the same imperial physician Yuan who came here often, but before they came in, Ning Juan suddenly got up, put down the curtain, and let the imperial physician take the pulse for Lu Qing through a curtain. .

Physician Yuan seemed to be used to it.

Lu Qing saw that something was wrong, so he didn't say anything for a while, and waited for the imperial doctor to prescribe the prescription to leave, then turned his eyes and looked at the little emperor whose face was obviously a little weak: "Tell me, what's going on?"

Ning Juan said cautiously: "I told you, can the teacher not be angry?"

Lu Qingze: "Not necessarily."

Ning Juan lowered his head and unconsciously tugged at the corner of the quilt. Because of his anxiety, he lowered his voice a lot: "I'll tell the outside world... Teacher was hurt by an assassin."

Lu Qingze: "..."

You are such a filial son.

But this face has indeed caused him a lot of trouble from the past to the present.

Especially for this assassination, Ning Cong most likely did it, and Ning Cong would do it directly. Of course, there was a reason for coveting the throne, and the rest, I'm afraid it was indirectly due to him—after all, Ning Juan wanted to protect him. , Offended Ning Cong several times.

Ning Juan was also doing it for his own good.

It was not comfortable to lie on my stomach with blood stagnant all the time, but Lu Qing moved slightly and said lazily: "Okay, you, then I can only learn from King Lanling."

Ning Juan also breathed a sigh of relief, showing a soft smile.

Finally, there are less messy people coveting the teacher.

The brain circuits of the two are not aligned, and it does not hinder the harmonious atmosphere.

Lu Qing asked some other questions, and Ning Juan answered them very appropriately.

The more appropriate he was, the more Lu Qing felt that he seemed to have forgotten something, but he just woke up, his mind was not clear, and he was thinking, when Chang Shun's voice came from outside: "Your Majesty, Steward Chen of the Lu Mansion has come to see you again , do you refuse to see me today?"

Lu Qing finally came to his senses, and turned his head to look at Ning Juan in shock.

The little emperor pursed his lips, revealing a bit of unwilling resentment: "...bring it up."

Shunzi, I'm afraid you don't want this month's salary anymore.