Raising Wolves

Another rain fell, extinguishing the dullness of the past few days, and the entire capital city was shrouded in misty rain.

The raindrops on the eaves were dripping, and there was a damp muddy smell in the air, and there were hardly any people on the street.

The summer in the capital city came very early this year, the concierge yawned, thinking that no one would come at this moment, and wanted to go back to the house to have a lazy sleep.

As soon as he lay down, there was a knock on the door, three knocks unhurriedly.

The concierge was full of irritability and had to get up again to open the door. As soon as he opened it, his eyes suddenly went dark.

Standing outside the door was a tall and slender young man, the people next to him tiptoed to hold an umbrella for him, followed by several guards with knives at their waists.

In such a heavy rain, even holding an umbrella would be somewhat embarrassing, but the young man didn't see any embarrassment at all, his black robes were not messed up at all, and he looked calmly with his downcast eyes.

It was an extremely handsome face, but the thin lips with beautiful lines were tightly pursed, the handsome eyes were dark and indifferent, and the demeanor was cold and noble.

Seeing that face clearly, the concierge's legs went limp: "Your Majesty..."

"Neglect of duty, expelled from the Lu residence."

The young man didn't pay him any attention, left a word, took the umbrella from the person next to him, and strode directly into the mansion. When he met other servants in the mansion on the way, he just waved his hand to signal that there is no need to say anything, and walked through the Moon Gate with ease. With the hanging flower door, I entered the inner courtyard.

Walking all the way to the west wing, the boy's footsteps suddenly became lighter, and he slowly opened the door.

The rain dripped and flew out along the eaves, forming a transparent rain curtain. The people in the house were wearing a blue robe, lying lazily under the eaves, forming a landscape painting by themselves, holding a book in their hands Book, eyes glued to it, a plate of grapes beside him, cold white fingers twirling the grapes, pinching and tossing for a long time, before coming to his mouth, sucking the sweet and sour grape juice.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, he didn't care too much: "Put your lunch aside, I'm not hungry."

Ning Juan laughed for a moment.

He walked over quietly, bent down, picked up the person on the ground unexpectedly, and called in his ear, "Huaixue."

As expected, it didn't scare anyone.

Suddenly being picked up by someone, Lu Qing just paused for a while, without breathing randomly, and even put another grape in his mouth, raised his eyebrows: "Little bastard, dare to call the teacher directly?"

Lu Qing has no elders, and it was Feng Ge who chose the name for him when he was crowned.

Ning Juan gaited steadily, put Lu Qing on the Arhat bed under the window, and asked without answering: "It's cold on the ground, why does Chen Xiaodao let you lie down like this?"

His tone was a little cold.

Lu Qing wanted to spit out the grape skin before speaking, but Ning Juan stretched out his hand, motioning him to spit it into his hand.

His Majesty the Emperor didn't seem to notice anything, his eyes were even shining, like a puppy wagging its tail.

Lu Qingze: "..."

You don't have to be so filial.

Lu Qing and Ning Juan were in a stalemate for a moment, then chose to chew and chew, and raised their jaws: "The mat has been laid."

Ning Juan's face was still tense.

In the past few years, he tried every means to take care of Lu Qingze's body carefully, with rare tonics, soups and medicines, supplemented by medicinal food, it can be considered that he has improved a bit, and he is not as weak as before.

But still like a delicate and fragile paper lantern, it will break if exposed to wind and rain.

Ning Juan sat down next to Lu Qingze, and put his chin on his shoulder affectionately: "If the teacher feels hot, I will ask Changshun to bring more ice."

The boy is no longer as small as he was when he was a child, who could get into his arms and be hugged in circles.

In the past few years, Ning Guoguo has grown gratifyingly and is already as tall as him.

I'm afraid that in a few years, Lu Qing will have to look up at him.

Little Douding, grow so fast.

Lu Qing was quite emotional, and glanced at him: "How grown up, I don't feel ashamed to be so clingy."

As he said so, he didn't push it away.

Now it is the fifth year of Sheng Yuan, and he has watched with his own eyes that the skinny child grew into such a handsome and handsome boy step by step.

Alone in another world, with a heart like duckweed, Lu Qing almost regarded Ning Juan as half his son and half younger brother.

The cub is clingy, but instead he feels a sense of accomplishment in raising a cub successfully.

Of course Ning Juan didn't feel ashamed, lowered his eyelids, and hugged Lu Qingze into his arms again.

The cool plum fragrance mixed with the bitter medicinal smell brushes the nose, which is a very familiar and reassuring breath.

Ning Juan was buried between Lu Qingze's shoulders, sniffing lightly with enjoyment, his eyes showed deep attachment, and almost wanted to hug Lu Qingze to sleep, but a blank person came outside: "Young master, I listen to you!" The servant said that His Majesty is coming, so should the lunch be delivered, or should you move to the dining room?"

Half of Chen Xiaodao's head popped out from behind the screen. Although he was used to seeing how clingy Ning Juan was, his scalp still felt a little numb seeing the young emperor almost holding Lu Qingze in his arms.

Lu Qing thought for a while: "Send it here."

Chen Xiaodao thought to himself that His Majesty is really like a little daughter-in-law... As soon as this idea came up, he suddenly met the eyes of Ning Juan who raised his head silently.

Those eyes were dark and deep, as cold as frost and snow.

The moment their eyes collided, Chen Xiaodao shuddered, and quickly retracted his gaze, slicking the soles of his feet with oil.

Lu Qing didn't notice the abnormality, and touched Ning Juan's head casually: "Why are you here today?"

Ning Juan raised his head resentfully: "The teacher refused to enter the palace to see me, so I can only come out to see you, and I was so disgusted by the teacher..."

A look of grievance appeared on that handsome face, and even the eyelashes began to get wet, which made people feel that they had sinned deeply.

The older the little boy is, the better he is at acting like a spoiled child.

Lu Qing got dizzy for a while: "Who dislikes you, I didn't go to the palace to give you lectures every few days."

In the past few years, he has been keeping a low profile, and his body really can't hold on, so he took a errand to cultivate, and spent most of his time with his children.

Ning Juan was dissatisfied: "But I want to meet the teacher every day."

"You don't get bored, but I don't." Lu Qing lazily flicked his forehead away, "Get up, it's time to eat."

Where did Ning Juan hear this, and stared angrily at Lu Qingze's back.

After sitting there for a while, he found that Lu Qing had no intention of turning around to coax him, so he picked up the broken heart in pain, and moved towards it with tears in his eyes.

It's been very hot and stuffy recently, and the kitchen cooks fresh and delicious food - the chef of Lu's mansion is a famous chef recruited by Ning Juan's Zheng Yao from different restaurants, and he is very good at cooking medicinal meals.

The two sat opposite each other, and Lu Qing didn't insist on eating and sleeping without saying a word: "I haven't said anything yet, but I ran over suddenly, why, what happened in the palace?"

Mentioning this, Ning Juan's face darkened a little, and a sneer appeared on his lips: "Mr. Xu Ge finished his lecture today and urged me to choose the next position as soon as possible. He only has a granddaughter of the right age in his family." It's written all over your face."

After a pause, he looked at Lu Qingze, his voice lowered: "Will the teacher urge me?"

Ning Juan's 17th birthday is approaching, and the emperors of all dynasties got married at the latest at the age of 16, so the ministers urged him urgently.

Lu Qing was full of disapproval, and said decisively: "No."

The corner of Ning Juan's mouth curled up, and just as a brisk smile came out of his eyes, Lu Qing added seriously: "You are still young, and your growth is not fully developed. Let's talk about it in a few years."

In modern times, Ning Juan is still a sophomore in high school.

Lu Qing couldn't care about others, but his students, he really couldn't accept getting married and having children so early.

Still a child.

Ning Juan: "..."

What is underdevelopment?

He's totally great!

Last night...he also had a dream.

It was an extremely sticky, hot and humid dream.

The face of the person in the dream was blurry, he only remembered that the person was very white, and he looked really good-looking lying on the bed, that strange taste permeated from the body to the soul, and even now thinking of it still makes the ears feel warm.

But Ning Juan was too embarrassed to tell Lu Qing about this kind of thing.

Lu Qing is like a fairy under the moon, gentle but indifferent, incompatible with the mundane world, sitting in the middle, watching the world of mortals calmly, but not stained by dust.

Those unspeakable things would feel ashamed if placed in front of him.

Especially after the incident of King Ning Cong of Shu, it seemed that mentioning it was a kind of blasphemy to Lu Qingze.

Ning Juan swallowed back his words, and his gaze inadvertently fell on the collar of the person opposite.

Probably because it was too hot, the collar was pulled loosely, revealing a snow-white and slender neck with a clear Adam's apple, which rolled up and down as he swallowed.

It is impossible to take your eyes off for no reason.

Ning Juan's ears felt hot, and he suddenly didn't dare to look any further, and lowered his head to pick rice into his mouth.

Lu Qingze saw all the changes in the boy. He rubbed his chin and fell into deep thought.

Are his children so innocent?

It's just a question of development, which actually made her face blush.

Could it be that the reason why the tyrant is not close to women in the original book is not because he has no feelings, but because he is too shy?

Tsk tsk, it turned out to be an innocent tyrant.

It had nothing to do with him, but Lu Qing cheerfully brought food to Ning Juan: "Come, eat more."

After dinner, Lu Qing wanted to ask Ning Juan to go to the study together to check his homework, but Ning Juan stood up and suddenly frowned and "hissed".

Lu Qing paused: "What's wrong?"

Ning Juan looked at his knees and whispered, "It hurts."

In fact, it didn't hurt too much. When he and Zheng Yao were learning how to ride and shoot, they wouldn't even frown when they fell off the horse.

But in front of Lu Qingze, it must be very painful.

Lu Qing squatted down and rubbed his knees: "Growing pains, didn't you ask the imperial physician to massage you more last time?"

Ning Juan showed a trace of disgust: "I don't want them to touch me."

This kid really got bigger and more awkward.

Lu Qing sighed and pointed to the Arhat couch: "Go up and sit."

After speaking, he got up and walked to the door.

Chen Xiaodao should have gone to eat, and there were a few tall servants standing outside. When he saw Lu Qing, he came out, bowed his head and asked respectfully, "What's your order?"

Because of the Schrödinger wound on Lu Qingze's face, the other servants of Lu's mansion were only active in the outer courtyard, except for Chen Xiaodao in the inner courtyard, there were only a few people sent by Ning Juan.

These people are exceptionally strong, and they do things cleanly. Most of them are specially allocated from the guards.

Lu Qing said politely: "Please help me get a basin of hot water and two handkerchiefs."

Ning Juan sat obediently on the couch, poking his head out, trying to go around the screen to see what Lu Qingze was doing. Seeing him coming back with a basin of hot water, just as he was about to speak, he saw Lu Qingze's reddish upper and lower lips twitch. Peng: "Pants are off."

The young emperor's pupils trembled, he grabbed the hem of his trousers tightly, and his lips trembled: "Old, teacher?"

Lu Qing raised his eyebrows: "If you don't take it off, is it possible that I will help you take it off? I'm not very gentle."

As she spoke, she reached out to touch his lower garment, only to notice that the hem of his garment was a little wet, probably splashed when he hurriedly walked over in the rain.

Lu Qing was afraid that he would catch a cold, so he turned around and went out again, and ordered the people outside to find a set of clean clothes, and cook some ginger soup for them.

Ning Juan's ears were red enough to bleed, hesitating again and again, taking advantage of Lu Qingze's time to go out, he silently took off his pants.

Lu Qing strolled back again, half-kneeling and lifted the hem of his clothes, revealing two slender and powerful calves, he patted and praised: "Good practice."

Ning Juan was tense all over, and tightened the quilt on the couch: "..."

Lu Qing didn't stop until he reached his knees.

Then he rolled up his sleeves, twisted two hot handkerchiefs, and covered Ning Juan's legs.

The hot air dissipated the coolness, as if it just followed the skin into the bones, and then into the blood vessels, flowing all the way to the heart, making the whole body warm.

Only then did Ning Juan's frantic heart settle down, and he stared blankly at Lu Qingze's beautiful lowered eyebrows.

Those familiar thin white fingers came down and massaged the painful place for him through the veil: "I don't want the imperial doctor to touch you, so let Chang Shun rub you like this from time to time, it will make you feel much more comfortable."

After not hearing a reply for a while, Lu Qing raised his eyes, with a gentle amber in his eyes: "What are you doing, stupid?"

Ning Juan was quiet, and said softly: "Teacher, you are so kind to me."

Lu Qing snorted and laughed: "Nonsense."

As he spoke, he lifted the veil that had gradually lost his enthusiasm, and pressed his hand directly on the boy's leg.

The cool fingertips touched the skin, but Ning Juan felt that those hands were extremely hot, and he retracted reflexively.

Lu Qing pressed his leg, wondering: "Why, I'm too strong?"

Ning Juan didn't know what was wrong with him, his heart was beating wildly again, and he looked away in panic: "No, no."

The author has something to say:

Ning Guoguo: I am really fully developed. As we all know, the [ ] of a male high school student is harder than a diamond!

Lu Qingze:?