Raising Wolves

"Hmph what?"

Lu Qing leaned leisurely on the big welcoming pillow, took another sip of tea without realizing it, and leisurely taught him a lesson: "Don't be so hesitant in front of others."

Ning Juan's pupils were dark, staring at his slender white fingers caressing the teacup, he hesitated to speak for a while, then swallowed back his words with a blushing face, and hummed obediently: "Understood, teacher."

In the warm candlelight, the young man was sitting upright, and his cold facial features were a little softer, like a little wolfhound whose fur was brushed down, and he couldn't tell that he was covered in burrs.

Lu Qing had a great sense of accomplishment in raising a tyrant who could get out of control and bite off people's throats at any time, so gentle, courteous, and thrifty. Lu Qing reached out to touch his face: "Why is your face so red? Is it because the wind blows too much during the day?"

The fingers that stick it are delicate and cool, as smooth as silk.

That feeling seemed to rush to his heart, Ning Juan's eyelashes trembled, his throat felt a little dry, but the tea was still unnoticed by Lu Qingze, so he could only transfer it by pouring the tea again. Attention: "It's okay, it's just that the room is a little stuffy."

Lu Qing wanted to ask again, but Ning Juan cut off the conversation ahead of time: "That's right, teacher, when I asked Zheng Yao to investigate Qin Yuan'an, I found out..."

Lu Qing found Huadian: "Wait, what are you checking Qin Yuanan for?"

"..." Ning Juan, of course, would not admit that he was jealous, and said calmly, "The timing of his appearance by the teacher's side today is too coincidental, so we should investigate."

How can Qin Yuan'an be sure that he will go to save people?

Lu Qing was even more confused.

Ning Juan hurriedly skipped this point, throwing out the main point: "I didn't expect to find out that Qin Yuan'an almost became Wei Herong's son-in-law."

Lu Qing raised his eyebrows.

Qin Yuan'an's father, Qin Hui, is the censor of Zuodu of the Procuratorate, and he has been at odds with Wei Herong for many years.

Especially after Ning Juan came to the throne, Qin Hui scolded Wei Herong in every letter.

Five years ago, Ning Juan was able to obtain the power to listen to the government, and Qin Hui contributed at least half of it.

The disagreement between these two people is really disagreement.

And the point is...

Lu Qing raised his eyes: "Didn't Wei Herong only have one son?"

According to the information submitted by Jin Yiwei, Wei Herong's only son, Wei Qiao, was born with an incurable disease. After Mrs. Wei left, the ten-year-old Wei Qiao was rejected by Wei Herong and thrown back to Mrs. Wei's hometown. .

Absolutely ruthless.

Ning Juan nodded: "The teacher may not know that Wei Herong and Qin Hui were close friends when they were young."

They are even the kind of close friends who lived together in the temple together, and fell asleep when they were studying hard in the cold window.

Later, Wei Herong won the No. [-] Scholar first, and Qin Hui won the Jinshi three years later. When they got married, they had a child relationship, but Wei Qiao, who was born late, was a boy, so the matter was settled.

But before Wei Qiao left Beijing, he had a very good relationship with Qin Yuan'an, and they were childhood sweethearts.

After taking off the crown, the young man's black and thick hair was particularly attractive, but Lu Qing couldn't help but plucked two handfuls along the top of the soft and fluffy hair: "Didn't Wei Qiao be sent back to his hometown, you specifically mentioned him, Could it be that Wei Herong brought him back?"

Ning Juan smiled and said, "Teacher is really good at predicting things."

Lu Qing was stunned for a moment: "If you pick it up, there should be some gossip in Beijing."

In this small Yanjing, can there still be gossip that the social gangster Chen Xiaodao can't inquire about?

As he spoke, he wanted to withdraw his hand.

Ning Juan realized that he was about to stop, and Mimi rubbed Lu Qingze's palm inadvertently twice.

Of the Qianqing Palace, only Changshun can serve Ning Juan personally, even so, he will still avoid being touched, unlike those princes and nobles who can't take care of themselves without their servants.

But he really likes being touched on the head by Lu Qingze.

That palm, which is neither too generous nor too warm, when stroking him unhurriedly, can always bring a calmness just like his own, slowly infiltrating the heart.

After rubbing, Ning Juan straightened his face: "Wei Herong sent someone to secretly take Wei Qiao back to the capital, and he arrived early this morning, but he was very low-key."

If he hadn't seen Qin Yuan'an upset, he asked someone to check it out and found out about Wawaqin's past, and asked Zheng Yao to send someone to Wei Mansion to keep an eye on him, maybe he wouldn't have noticed Wei Qiao.

"Wei Qiao returned to Beijing this time because he was dying of illness and time was running out. The moment Wei Herong disappeared in the daytime, he should have gone back to see him secretly."

The corners of Ning Juan's mouth slowly curled up, but there was no smile in his eyes: "I didn't expect Wei Shoufu to be so affectionate. After acting for so many years, he might not be able to continue acting."

Everyone thought that Wei Herong had a cold relationship with his wife and ignored his biological son.

But I didn't expect that Wei Herong didn't care about Wei Qiao. On the contrary, he took great pains to protect his son and sent him out of the whirlpool center of the capital, obviously to let him grow up safely.

But because Wei Qiao was seriously ill, he had to be taken back to Yanjing.

If Ning Juan hadn't checked Qin Yuan'an on a sudden whim, he probably wouldn't have noticed Wei Qiao.

Lu Qing was suddenly a little dumbfounded.

Wei Herong has been acting for so many years, but he didn't expect to be exposed to Ning Juan's whim. I really don't know what expression he will have.

Lu Qing leaned back: "It is impossible for Wei Herong to watch his son die of illness and famous doctors gathered in the capital. He took Wei Qiao back because he wanted to seek another chance of life."

Ning Juan nodded: "I have people watching outside the Wei Mansion [-]/[-]."

Because of this incident, Jin Yiwei, who was sent to the south of the Yangtze River to find someone, received an urgent task temporarily.

In addition to finding Xiao Shizi, he also needs to find someone for him.

But he didn't want to tell Lu Qing before he could find someone.

Lu Qing murmured: "Wei Herong is not someone who goes to the doctor in a hurry, and someone who can enter the Wei Mansion may not even have a cat's hair on his body."

Secret ledgers, correspondence, these deadly things are hidden by Wei Herong in a watertight manner. There are almost three steps and one post in the Weifu.

In the past few years, if they wanted to insert people into the Wei Mansion or the Ministry of Officials, they could only be arranged at the outermost periphery. Wei Herong was very vigilant.

But Wei Qiao seems to be a breakthrough.

Lu Qing discussed with Ning Juan for a while, and as the night grew thicker, he yawned unconsciously as he talked.

Ning Juan looked at his face and stopped the topic: "Teacher, it's time for you to rest."

This body is too weak and gets tired easily. Lu Qing didn't feel so tired changing the test papers all night before. He nodded weakly and went to take a bath and change clothes listlessly.

Seeing Lu Qing drifting away with a flap, Ning Juan lowered his brows and eyes.

From the first time he met Lu Qingze, he felt that Lu Qingze was like a paper-carved beauty lamp, with a fragile feeling all over his body, and he had to be taken care of carefully.

After so many years, even though he knew that his teacher was not a weak person, the protective desire that arises spontaneously at a glance has not diminished.

On the contrary, it gets stronger day by day.

Lu Qing took a bath, changed into pajamas, walked into the Nuan Pavilion, and saw that Ning Juan was already half lying in his bed waiting.

The little emperor was only wearing white pajamas, with loose hair, showing a bit of a boyish air that he usually suppresses deliberately, with his legs bent, he leaned casually on the head of the bed, hearing the footsteps, as if he just pricked up his ears when he smelled food. The little dog turned his head quickly, his eyes were shining, and he smiled with a small canine tooth.

Lu Qing felt that the scene was very strange for a moment.

How come it looks like he is the emperor, and the one in the bed is the one who flopped the sign to serve the bed today.

As soon as this idea came up, Lu Qing hissed secretly, cursing himself madly in his heart.

Punishment is not punishment, beast, what are you thinking!

Is this conceivable!

Lu Qing shook his head, got rid of this absurd idea, walked over and sat by the bed, just about to say something, when he felt guilty, Ning Juan clapped his hands.

Chang Shun, who had been waiting for a long time, entered the room with a bowl of black medicine, and handed it to Lu Qingze respectfully.

Lu Qingze: "..."

Ning Juan still had a smile on his face: "I heard from Peng Liu that the teacher occasionally coughs these days and refuses to take medicine."

The useless Chen Xiaodao can't even supervise the teacher to drink medicine.

Peng Liu is the leader of the guards sent by Ning Juan to the Lu Mansion.

Lu Qing almost vomited from drinking medicine in the past few years, and those doctors could continue to break through. As his threshold for bitter taste increased, he prescribed more bitter prescriptions, so that now he smelled the medicine, and he was conditioned to reflex Feeling sick, he waved his hands with a bitter face: "I just coughed a few times. I'm fine, and I'm not sick. What medicine do I take? Take it, I'm sleepy."

As he said that, he wanted to get under the quilt like an ostrich.

Seeing this rare three-point childishness, Ning Juan smiled, quickly grabbed Lu Qingze's hand, blocked his attempt to escape with his body, and deliberately made his voice three points cold: "What are you hiding, drink medicine. "

Lu Qing struggled a bit, but was firmly restrained and could not move.

He watched Ning Juan grow up, but he was not very sensitive to his growth and changes. At this moment, he really realized that the little guy who was so skinny and could be easily picked up was now stronger than him.

Still crushable.

Lu Qing was a little depressed.

The body in his arms was as thin as a handful of bones, Ning Juan didn't even dare to use too much force, and his voice was much softer, for fear of breaking Lu Qingze: "Is the teacher afraid of suffering?"

The voice that fell on the ear was clearer and clearer, with the unique clarity of a teenager.

Lu Qing recovered from his trance and said seriously: "Don't talk nonsense, I am your teacher, how could I be afraid of hardship."

Ning Juan couldn't hold back his serious face at first, and couldn't help laughing when he heard the sound: "You are my teacher, so it has nothing to do with whether you are afraid of suffering or not—Shunzi, bring the medicine."

Chang Shun stood beside him with the medicine in his hand, shrugging his shoulders and drooping his eyes, pretending that he didn't exist. After hearing this, he carefully delivered the bowl of black medicine.

Lu Qingze's hands were still restrained, and he watched Ning Juan take the medicine with one hand, raised his eyebrows, and stared at the young man who was facing him.

This little brat, is it possible that he is going to force drug him?

As soon as this idea crossed his mind, he saw Ning Juan raised his head and drank the bowl of medicine neatly.

You can tell by the color that this bowl of medicine must be so bitter that your eyebrows will fall off, but Ning Juan's face has not changed at all. His extremely deep black eyes stared at Lu Qingze for a moment, with a three-pointed star-like smile, and his tone It became softer and softer, as if coaxing people in a low voice: "It's not bitter."

"If the teacher is afraid of suffering, I will drink with the teacher."

Lu Qing lived two lifetimes, and was coaxed to drink medicine by a student for the first time.

No longer unwilling and shameless to stop drinking.

Pinching his nose, he poured down the medicine that Changshun brought up again, while Lu Qing swallowed the candied fruit for a while before recovering, rinsed his mouth, waited for the palace people to go down, and then flicked Ning Juan's forehead: "This is just The medicine to prevent wind and cold, you can forget it if you drink it, don't drink it indiscriminately next time, be careful to take the wrong medicine and become a fool!"

Ning Juan thought about it seriously: "If I become a fool, will the teacher still want me?"

Is this the point?

Lu Qing was sleepy at first, and even more sleepy after drinking the medicine. His eyelashes flickered, he closed his eyes, and said vaguely, "I want you, you're a little beggar, and I want you too."

He fell asleep very quickly, and his breathing gradually became even after the words fell.

Ning Juan stood motionless by the bed for a moment, and his heartbeat slowed a little because Lu Qingze's casual words could not be controlled.

When he walked in with the medicine bowl, he didn't even notice that the corners of his mouth were rising uncontrollably.

Changshun has been serving him personally for many years, never seen Ning Juan smiling like this, taking the medicine bowl with trepidation, thinking in horror whether he should be declared the imperial physician.

Your Majesty, Your Majesty seems to have a cramp in his face!

The author has something to say:

Lu Qingze: Is this conceivable?

Ning Juan: Oh, yes, yes.