Raising Wolves

"Floods in the area of ​​Ji'an Mansion burst their dikes and submerged several villages along the way. Many people drowned and their corpses floated for thousands of miles."

The first sentence made Lu Qingze and Ning Juan change their expressions.

As the Minister of the Household Department said, the south suffers from floods every year, and the imperial court is asking for funds to support them, to continuously build water conservancy projects, and to strengthen river embankments. Millions of taels of real money will be poured down, so that such a bean curd project will not be possible.

It's not the rainy season yet.

I'm afraid that all the real money went into someone's pocket, not the river.

Ning Juan's face showed no joy or anger, and he tapped the table with his fingertips: "Continue."

The spy buried his head even lower: "The south is getting hotter and hotter. When my subordinates were rushing back, there happened to be an epidemic. The governor of Jiangyou, Pan Jingmin, ordered that most of Jiangyou be sealed off and surrounded. It took a while for the subordinates to get in and out. "

The consequences of Emperor Chong'an's ignorance of government affairs during his reign have been revealed—local officials are obsessed with obedience and disobedience, and they don't take the new emperor seriously at all. For the sake of political achievements and official careers, they willfully conceal the disaster.

I'm afraid that even if there was an excerpt from Jiangyou, it would have been blocked by Wei Herong.

Ning Juan slammed the teacup in front of him: "How courageous!"

Even a person like Lu Qingze who seldom has emotional fluctuations, his chest was on fire, and he took a deep breath: "How is the situation in Ji'an Mansion now?"

"My lord, the guards are heavily guarded. Ordinary people are not allowed to enter and exit at will. Only those with a pass can enter and leave. The pass needs to be stamped with the governor's seal."

In the eyes of those officials, this is probably just an ordinary thing. Anyway, it is the common people who are suffering, so it is not painful to them.

Since reporting to the court will cause trouble for oneself, it is better to conceal the report - after all, their official hats are more important than the life and death of a group of mediocre people.

They whitewashed the peace and danced to promote peace, but a large number of disaster victims were displaced, terrified all day long, and died of illness and starvation in despair.

Lu Qing looked at Ning Juan, whose eyes were frosty, and nodded to the spies on the ground: "Thanks for your hard work, let's go down and rest first."

The spies didn't dare to move, and after hearing Ning Juan repeating "Go down" coldly, he bent down and bowed, and retreated silently.

There was a moment of silence in the South study.

Lu Qing poured a cup of chrysanthemum tea for Ning Juan, pushed it to his hand, and poured himself a cup by the way: "What is the relationship between Wei Herong and Pan Jingmin?"

Ning Juan let go of his tightly clenched fist with blue veins, poured down the tea in one breath, and his face calmed down: "When Pan Jingmin became a Jinshi, Wei Herong presided over the examination with the Ministry of Rites. He was one of the chief examiners of that session. one."

Rounding off, Pan Jingmin was considered Wei Herong's student.

Ning Juan has never forgotten since he was a child, but Lu Qing is not surprised that he remembered this relationship.

In Wenyuan Pavilion that day, Wei Herong's attitude was also well explained, he was defending Pan Jingmin.

But it is obviously not because of the teacher-student relationship, it can only be that Wei Herong and Pan Jingmin have an interest relationship.

Jiangyou has been prosperous since ancient times. With Pan Jingmin's attitude, he must be very rich in the local area.

Since Wei Herong intervened, he probably didn't want the court to send people there, so as not to find anything - after all, as the little emperor got older, the number of people defending the orthodox emperor's faction was also increasing. Even if it wasn't the emperor's faction, there were still many people Want to break Wei Herong down.

Lu Qing rubbed the edge of the tea cup, thinking slowly: "But if I were Wei Herong, instead of worrying about the people sent by the imperial court to find out something, I would report the disaster situation normally and send my own people to deal with the disaster in a fair and honest manner. , It’s better to treat it as a common thing, isn’t it?”

After all, the south suffers from floods almost every year, so if you hide and hide, it is easier to detect the difference, isn't it?

Ning Juan frowned, and his thin lips twitched slightly: "Pan Jingmin should have made an opinion on this matter."

Wei Herong probably also had dissatisfaction in his heart, but he lost the opportunity and was constrained, so he could only help cover it up.

At this time, if Wei Herong found out that they sent people to the right of the river to investigate, and wanted to send people to the south of the Yangtze River for disaster relief, how would they react?

——He could either strike first and deal with Pan Jingmin, or send someone to wipe the clues in advance.

This is a good opportunity to attack Wei Herong. No matter what the above results are, they are not what they want to see, so they can only pretend not to know for the time being.

In addition, in order to find out the collusion between Pan Jingmin and Wei Herong, there needs to be a trustworthy and capable person in charge of disaster relief and secret investigation.

In the past few years, the two of them have recruited some available ministers, but Lu Qing screened it in his mind, and there was no one who could do it for a while—mostly the civil servants who were too old. Arrival is a problem.

Not to mention that Jiangyou may be colluding with each other, and this mission is not just disaster relief, it is very dangerous to send any officials.

The Ministry of Officials is controlled by Wei Herong, and those selected by Chun Wei either choose to join the Guards, or are arranged to take office in a place that doesn't shit, and there is a lot of fresh blood available.

After much deliberation, I couldn't think of a suitable candidate.

Lu Qing rubbed his forehead, feeling a slight headache, and was frowned thinking about the people who could be used in the original book, when his forehead suddenly felt slightly cold.

Ning Juan ran behind him silently, reached out and gently rubbed his acupoints, with moderate strength, just right, so proficient that Lu Qing had the illusion that he had specially practiced it.

The boy's voice was very calm: "There is someone who is suitable."

Lu Qingze's headache eased a little, and the tip of his frowning brows relaxed a little, and he raised his eyes: "Who?"

Ning Juan opened and closed his thin lips, and said a word: "I."

"..." Lu Qingze's mouth involuntarily opened up a bit, and he uttered a syllable stupidly, "Huh?"

This look looks very cute.

Ning Juan's mood improved a little, and he showed a sweet smile again, explaining: "The late emperor built a palace in Jiangnan, and he would go to Jiangnan every June. There is nothing unusual about my going to Jiangnan this time."

After a pause, his voice lowered: "Besides, my mother was born in Jiangnan."

Ning Juan's mother and concubine came from the Liang family, a family of medicine in the south of the Yangtze River. It was only after the incident of "poisoning the queen and murdering the emperor's heir" that the Liang family was implicated and fell apart more than ten years ago.

After Ning Juan came to the throne, he posthumously crowned Concubine Jing as the Holy Mother Empress Dowager, and after a while, it would be her death day.

The death day of the birth mother is approaching, the emperor is mourning, and he wants to go to the south of the Yangtze River. There are precedents, reasons and evidence, and there is no exception.

Ning Juan lowered his eyelids, his handsome profile was hidden in the shadows, and his eyes were filled with thick ink that could not be melted away.

When Concubine Jing was framed, he was still a baby and could do nothing.

Just when he was coerced to ascend the throne, Lu Qing was harassed by the king of Shu, and he was unable to exercise power.

The guard party is deeply rooted in the court, and if it is to be pulled out in one fell swoop, going to Jiangyou may be a good opportunity to break the situation. Risks come with benefits.

Since none of them could be relied upon, he went himself.

Seeing that Ning Juan fell silent, Lu Qing felt sore in his heart, thinking that he was worrying about his mother, so he turned sideways, held Ning Juan's hand, and said softly: "Okay, I will do as you said, just return I can visit your mother's old place."

Lu Qingze's hands were actually not warm.

He is in poor health and has a weak foundation. Even in the scorching summer, his skin is warm and cool to the touch, like a piece of lukewarm jade.

But being held by him, Ning Juan could still feel the indescribable warmth.

Ning Juan couldn't help but leaned down, hugged Lu Qingze from behind, buried his head and sucked lightly, the slightly fragrant cool plum fragrance soothed every inch of painful nerves, and his empty heart gradually filled up, he felt a trace of tenderness Calm, his face softened a bit: "Well, before leaving Beijing, I will arrange the affairs of the capital and follow-up support."

When he is not in the capital, Wei Herong is bound to be more presumptuous, but this is exactly what they need, the more presumptuous Wei Herong is, the less he takes them seriously, the better for them.

The movement of the capital must be monitored at all times, and any rumors must be reported to him.

In addition, he had to arrange for people to prepare for disaster relief... He wanted Lu Qing to be the imperial envoy.

It's just that even so, I won't see Lu Qingze for two or three months.

Just thinking about it for a while, the deep reluctance overflowed and flooded my heart.

Before he left, he had already started to miss the faint plum fragrance that was close at hand.

Lu Qing noticed that Ning Juan's arms were getting tighter and tighter, feeling like he had fallen into a cage and couldn't move, but he didn't bother to move, and let the little brat act coquettishly to vent his anxiety: "In the team going to Jiangnan, there must be With the help of Wei Herong, we have to find two substitutes with similar stature so that we can get out of our shells."

This time Ning Juan was stunned, hesitantly said: "Us?"

Lu Qing stretched out his index finger, pressed his furry head against his neck, and pushed it away ruthlessly, with a cool tone: "Otherwise? Could it be that you still want to leave me in the capital?"

Ning Juan was stunned for a while, and shook his head reluctantly: "The road is long, and the disease is spreading on the right side of the river, teacher..."

"I'm not Zun Liuli, I'm not so delicate and fragile." Lu Qing knocked his head gently, "Stop talking nonsense, the disaster in Jiangyou is urgent, there is no need to delay, hurry up and make arrangements."

"But..." Ning Juan still hesitated.

Lu Qing's face darkened, his tone became cold, and he taught: "What do you look like procrastinating, you are the emperor, not a little daughter-in-law, so do what you should do!"

Startled by his tone, Ning Juan straightened his back subconsciously, walked outside, and opened the door, only to realize that this was his study.

Ning Juan: "..."

Chang Shun guarded the door, saw the door suddenly opened, and His Majesty stood by the door with an unpredictable expression, and quickly bent down: "Does Your Majesty have any orders?"

Ning Juan was silent for a while, and did not show a trace of embarrassment after being taught by the teacher. He said without changing his face: "I will pass on my secret order to summon the commander Zheng Yao, Feng Dashi, Dali Temple Shaoqing Fan Xingyan, and the household servant Zhou Qin. ... come in secret."

Changshun's heart skipped a beat.

These are all fans of the Son of Heaven. Ning Juan has never met so many people at one time, and this time it might be a big event.

But he knew that he couldn't ask more questions, so he saluted again and hurriedly passed on the secret order.

According to the words, several ministers quietly came to the side hall of the Chang Mihui after leaving the duty, and met with Ning Juan and Lu Qingze.

When they left, it was already dark, taking advantage of the night and under the cover of Zheng Yao, they quietly left the imperial city.

The next morning, Ning Juan came up with the reasons he had prepared and proposed to go to the south of the Yangtze River.

The hall suddenly erupted.

Wei Herong raised his eyebrows, and there was a strange look in his eyes.

Don't go early, don't go late, why don't you go at this time?

But according to the old habits in the past, it is not surprising to go to Jiangnan at this time. On the contrary, because the little emperor's biological mother, the Empress Dowager, was born in Jiangnan, it is even more natural.

The opinions of the courtiers were divided into two factions.

Half of them felt that the young emperor started to imitate his father's sensual and joyful attitude at a young age, which is really distressing. This is the emperor's school.

The other half was very happy, the little emperor had just gained some supporters, and he was about to abandon the affairs of the capital and go to play in the south of the Yangtze River, happy to hear it, this is the Wei Party.

After a lot of discussion, there was a third voice: Your Majesty's mother was born in the south of the Yangtze River, Daqi has always advocated filial piety, and His Majesty's mourning for his mother is a manifestation of filial piety.

Wei Herong kept silent, trying to figure out the little emperor's true intentions.

But I also understand that this matter cannot be dismissed, so I can only use some tricks in the team going south.

When it came to the morning court, it was a foregone conclusion that Ning Juan would go to Jiangnan.

Originally, Taipusi and various officials were going to come to discuss with Ning Juan, how much ceremonial guards, how many people to arrange, and who to bring... A bunch of miscellaneous tasks have been left behind, and it will take ten and a half days to say the least, Ning Juan Tired of hearing this, he frowned, and said lightly, "Keep everything simple and arrange it as soon as possible. I don't want to waste money. Let Wei Shoufu arrange it."

His Majesty wanted to arrive before the day of his mother's death - no one dared to say otherwise for this reason.

Wei Herong sat in the study of the Wei Mansion, raised his brows slightly: "Your Majesty really said that everything will be arranged by me?"

He was a bit skeptical at first, waiting to see the little emperor's next move, but he didn't expect the little emperor to do such a trick unexpectedly, he couldn't help being a little bit surprised.

Dare to hand over the entourage who went south to him to arrange, is it really just going south to conceive his mother?

In the study room were still sitting in the study room, Commander Fan Wei of the Beijing Camp, Secretary of the Ministry of Justice Xiang Zhiming and others. Their eyes met, and their voices were lowered: "Master Wei, why don't you take advantage of this opportunity..."

Kill the little emperor secretly.

In the past few years, the little emperor seemed to be less obedient than before, and it happened that the sick man next to him was going to follow him.

Wouldn't it be better to replace the little emperor with a three-year-old child from the clan before he fully grown up.

Or, simply do nothing and keep going, adding a yellow robe...

The thoughts of several people were interrupted by the sound of the tea cup banging heavily on the table.

Wei Herong glanced at the few people in front of him, and felt a little tired of idiots—one or two, the idiot in front of him could still control the idiot in front of him, and the idiot far away on the right side of the river couldn't stand it for a while, it was even more stupid.

"If the little emperor dies, can the vassal princes, King Jing and King Shu still sit still?" Wei Herong was still smiling, but his voice was cold, "Wu Guogong, who is in charge of military power far away in Mobei, can sit still?"

Everyone felt a chill in their hearts.

Prince Jing and King Shu were already troublesome enough, but the combination of these two people was not enough for Duke Wu alone to scare them.

Duke Wu lost his father when he was young, and his elder brother went to the border and stayed alone in the capital. The Queen Mother saw him pitiful, so she took him into the palace and raised him, treating him very well.

Probably because of this, even though he was disheartened towards the imperial court, Duke Wu did not directly retaliate. He still stayed in Mobei for many years, and the word "loyalty" was engraved in the bones and blood of the Shi family.

If the surname was changed on the dragon chair, how could Duke Wu know that he would not directly kill Yanjing, or simply open the door and let the Tartars in?

Based on Wei Herong's understanding of Duke Wu, it would be impossible to open the door and let the Tartars go, but General Shi would definitely bring his own soldiers and travel thousands of miles at night to come to the capital to take his head.

Everyone fell silent, and after a long while, someone said awkwardly: "Then..."

"According to what His Majesty said, keep everything simple." Wei Herong calmed down again, without raising his head, "Arrange people to watch, don't make it too obvious."

"Yes!"

No matter how fast the people below prepare, it will take time.

Lu Qing was anxious, but he knew very well that Ning Juan had already said everything he needed to say, and at this time, he couldn't be too hasty.

Taking advantage of these few days, he spent a little more time going to the Eagle Room to accompany the lonely Xiaoxue.

When the falconer saw Lu Qing came, he saluted quickly: "Master Tai Tuo is here."

Lu Qing nodded kindly at him: "How is Xiaoxue?"

The falconer hesitated.

He still felt that the name Xiaoxue was an insult to the handsome and unruly Hai Dongqing!

Other people's Hai Dongqing is either called "Mighty General" or "Shenwei General"... What kind of evil is this, Master Dishi.

But this is the name His Majesty nodded, so he could only call out: "Xiao, Xiaoxue used the best medicine, and she is much better now, but for some reason, its right paw and left wing are not injured , walking but still limping and unable to fly.”

Was it traumatized by previous training?

Lu Qing walked into the eagle room speculatively, and sure enough, he saw Xiaoxue, who was released by the falconer, limping on the ground, no longer the bravery of the king of the sky, and felt a little sad for a while.

Seeing Lu Qingze, Xiaoxue, with a weak body and strong will, fluttered her wings, and rushed over like a wild chicken.

Lu Qing knelt down and touched the handsome eagle with distress.

In modern times, this is a bird sitting in prison.

Xiaoxue is very used to Lu Qingze's touch. When he touches her, she will half-close her eyes and push her head into his palm.

The touch of Eagle Feather is not velvet, but thick and warm. Lu Qing touched it, and couldn't help but quietly compared Xiaoxue's head with Ning Juan's.

Hmm... puppies and birds each have their own advantages.

It's the kind of cold and arrogant attitude of ignoring others and only caressing him, which is very similar to Ning Juan.

Lu Qing showed a bit of a smile, and the young emperor's sour voice came from behind: "The teacher is here again."

Ning Juan stepped into Ying's room and glanced coldly at Hai Dongqing who raised his head arrogantly when he came in.

Lu Qing touched Xiaoxue's head twice, and turned around: "Why, we have discussed it?"

Ning Juan nodded: "We can start tomorrow."

Speaking of this, he suddenly felt a little joyful.

When he left the capital, this broken bird would not be able to separate Lu Qingze from staring at him.

Ning Juan showed a rare smile and stared at Xiaoxue: "I heard from the falconer that its wings and claws were injured, and it can't fly up to now. We will leave Yanjing tomorrow without this burden."

Lu Qingze: "?"

Why did he say this suddenly? He didn't intend to bring Xiaoxue to Jiangnan.

The bird's head, which was enjoying itself in the palm of his hand, suddenly paused.

Xiaoxue raised her head, as if she understood Ning Juan's words, she suddenly let out a chirp and flapped her wings——

It flies!

Ning Juan: "..."

It is indeed installed.

Sooner or later, kill this broken bird.

Lu Qing opened his eyes wide: "..."

What kind of medical miracle is this?

Acting school Xiaoxue was not brought in in the end.

Before Lu Qing left, he listened to the falconer's report. Because he was not picked up, Xiaoxue was so angry that he missed two rabbits.

This trip to the south is by water, crossing the Yellow River first, and then going south along the canal. There is no plan to stop on the way, and it goes straight to Lin'an Mansion.

Lu Qingze was the only courtier accompanying him, and everyone was not surprised at all.

Although the team has been streamlined, the emperor's travels still have a lot of ostentation. The guards account for the most, with 300 imperial guards and 300 Jinyiwei, all led by Zheng Yao, the commander of the Jinyiwei.

The luxurious building has three floors, the guards and servants live on the bottom two floors, and Ning Juan and Lu Qing live on the top floor.

Ning Juan didn't like being surrounded by people, Jin Yiwei could only patrol on the second floor, and handymen could only come up when they were working.

Chen Xiaodao was also taken with him. He didn't know the real purpose of this trip, so he leaned on the side of the boat after getting on the boat, kept looking down, excited like a little monkey.

Changshun and Chen Xiaodao's friendship is pretty good—or in other words, apart from Ning Juan, Chen Xiaodao has no one he can't deal with, so he specially arranged a nearby residence for Chen Xiaodao, so we could catch up with each other.

The building boat moved slowly, and the oncoming cool wind dissipated the heat.

Waking up too early in the morning, Lu Qing blew the wind for a while, and went back to the cabin to take a nap. When he woke up, he didn't know how far he had traveled. Looking back, he could no longer see the outline of the capital city. Miao, the water is sparkling.

Lu Qing was a little bored, and called Ning Juan to play chess. Between black and white, he looked up at the handsome face of the young emperor, and suddenly had a premonition.

When we come back, the capital will probably change.

After playing a game of chess for a long time, Lu Qingze's chess pieces were almost eaten by Ning Juan, and the game was over.

Lu Qing twirled a sunspot and pondered for a few moments before saying calmly, "I lost."

Ning Juan played chess with the same temper as he used to, like a wolf that bites its prey's throat and never let go, pressing every step of the way and being extremely aggressive.

Lu Qing is wider and rounder, as immovable as a mountain, and it is often difficult for Ning Juan to get out once he plunges in.

When the two played chess, Ning Juan always lost more than he won.

However, after winning the chess game, Ning Juan didn't look very happy, he didn't act coquettishly as usual, instead he kept silent, which was a bit weird.

Lu Qing was surprised: "What's the matter? Are you not happy after winning the game?"

Ning Juan was silent for a while before whispering: "No."

The sky was full of red clouds, torn to pieces and falling into the long river, shivering like broken stars, the two of them played a game of chess for a long time, and the sky was almost dark.

Ning Juan handed the outer robe beside him to Lu Qingze: "It's cold at night, teacher put it on."

Lu Qing raised his eyebrows.

Doesn’t the little brat usually act first before talking? Usually, at this time, you should come directly and put on his coat first, in case he is too hot, you will carefully tie it on, and then explain twice.

Still something was wrong.

But it was getting dark, even though Chang Shun and Chen Xiaodao had already lit the candles, relying on the poor light, they still couldn't see Ning Juan's face clearly.

He was about to lean over to take a closer look, when Chang Shun came over: "Your Majesty, Lord Lu, dinner is ready, do you want to use it now?"

Ning Juan gave a low "hmm".

Chen Xiaodao quickly brought the dinner, and said with a smile: "There is fish, my son likes fish the most."

Lu Qing said with a smile: "Your Majesty doesn't like people watching, you two go to dinner, and let someone come and collect it later."

Changshun was still a little hesitant, so Chen Xiaodao said "Hey" neatly, pulled him down, and muttered: "Just in time, I asked the kitchen what to eat tomorrow, and my son also has a lot of things that he can't eat... "

The voices went away, but Lu Qing picked up the ivory chopsticks and put some tender white fish maw in it. The weather was hot and dry, and steamed with shredded ginger and garlic to remove the fishy smell. The soy sauce made it fresher, soft and delicious.

He took two bites, only to realize that Ning Juan still hadn't moved, and put his chopsticks into his bowl in bewilderment: "What's wrong?"

Ning Juan still didn't say a word, when he saw Lu Qing put food into his bowl, he silently picked up the chopsticks and put them in his mouth, his movements froze for a moment.

Then he suddenly got up quickly, lay down on the side of the boat, and vomited.

Lu Qingze: "..."

Lu Qing was speechless for a while, put down his chopsticks and walked over dumbfoundingly, supported him and patted his back: "Why didn't you tell me about seasickness earlier?!"

After Ning Juan vomited, she felt ashamed as much as she had a nosebleed in front of Lu Qingze last time, and turned her face away sullenly: "I'm fine, teacher, let's go have dinner."

Lu Qing opened his eyes in disbelief: "Ning Guoguo, you don't think you're throwing up here, can I still eat it?"

Ning Juan thought for a while, weak but stubborn: "Then I'll vomit in another place."

Lu Qingze: "..."

This kid, let him say something.

He pushed Ning Juan to sit down, bent down and took a closer look. The child's face turned pale at some point, and he was about to vomit. He probably felt unwell when playing chess before, but he insisted on not making a sound.

The boy's eyes were evasive, his lips were pursed white, and he probably felt ashamed.

Lu Qing couldn't laugh or cry, seeing that his ears were red, he kindly moved away a little, and turned to call for someone.

While Lu Qing was leaving, Ning Juan quickly poured two cups of tea, lay on the side of the boat, rinsed his mouth, and exhaled carefully, feeling that there was no smell, so he was relieved.

Lu Qing saw this scene as soon as he turned around, with a smile in his eyes.

It looks like a little peacock with its tail open.

Where did these tons of idol baggage come from?

It's always like this in front of him, but in the future, I don't know what it will be like in front of the girl I like.

In the original text, the tyrant is probably not close to women because he doesn't trust anyone.

Lu Qing couldn't help guessing what kind of girl Xia Ning Juan would like.

Thinking about it later, maybe after Ning Juan has his own child, he can retire and re-employ.

Knowing that this young man is thin-skinned and has strong self-esteem, he waited for Ning Juan to sit back before walking over with two things and putting them on the table: "Someone brought some sour radish and hawthorn up, it can relieve some pain."

Ning Juan still felt ashamed, biting the crunchy sour radish without saying a word.

However, after eating a few sour radishes, the feeling of chest tightness, nausea, and dizziness disappeared.

Until now, Ning Juan finally opened his mouth, still very stubborn: "Teacher, I'm fine."

Lu Qing laughed and cursed: "Eat more, will I still laugh at you? Promise!"

Ning Juan listlessly ate some hawthorn again.

Even if Lu Qingze didn't laugh at him, he didn't want to lose face in front of Lu Qingze.

Seeing that Ning Juan died to save face, Lu Qing kindly did not tell the others that His Majesty was seasick - lest the accompanying people record this incident, and it will be recorded in the history books in the future.

After stumbling through dinner, Ning Juan still felt a little uncomfortable, endured the nausea, called Zheng Yao up, and told him to make arrangements to meet him after arriving at Lin'an Mansion.

Zheng Yao responded respectfully, seeing Ning Juan holding an empty teacup and rubbing it, she came up to pour tea for Ning Juan again.

It just so happened that the hull of the boat swayed suddenly, like the last straw that fell down, Ning Juan grabbed the teacup tightly, and retched softly.

Commander Zheng made a bolt from the blue!

Zheng Yao trembled: "Your Majesty... Your Majesty?"

Does Your Majesty think he is disgusting?

Lu Qing really couldn't stand it any longer, and couldn't laugh or cry: "It's okay, Your Majesty is a little uncomfortable being blown by the wind, it's not Mr Zheng's problem, just take a rest for a while."

After a pause, he continued: "You don't need to block all those faces from the third floor, just let them in once in a while to take a look."

Only in this way will Wei Herong feel at ease.

Zheng Yao fought back with his broken rough heart, and heaved a sigh of relief: "Okay, I understand."

Ning Juan's face turned blue, and he said sullenly, "Go down."

His Majesty's downcast face is too terrifying, and only Mrs. Lu can bear it.

Zheng Yao muttered in his heart, and quickly slipped away.

The night fell completely.

There are too many people on board, and it is not convenient for two people to sleep together.

Ning Juan washed up and lay down. Thinking that Lu Qingze was sleeping in the cabin next door, he felt better. He lay down facing Lu Qingze's cabin, curled up in a ball, and relieved the discomfort in his stomach.

The sound of rushing water outside bursts, and the building boats are moving forward on the long river, shaking slightly, up and down, up and down, the feeling is not so obvious during the day, but it is quiet at night, and the senses are magnified countless times.

Ning Juan closed his eyes and forced himself to rest.

He was a little dazed, half asleep and half awake, when he heard the sound of the cabin door being gently pushed open, followed by the sound of deliberately lowered footsteps.

Assassination?

Is Wei Herong crazy, dare to attack him?

These two thoughts ran through Ning Juan's mind. At the moment when the sound of footsteps approached the bed, the boy's movements did not show the slightest effect of seasickness. Dodging, the moment the dagger was about to stab out, a creepy sense of crisis emerged immediately, making him stop his hand abruptly.

Immediately, the familiar plum fragrance came to the nose.

Lu Qing stood there without moving, and boasted: "You are very vigilant."

Ning Juan was instantly covered in cold sweat, and then trembling with fear, his eyes turned red: "Teacher! You, you, why don't you make a sound!"

What if he gets stabbed? !

Lu Qing was also a little bit in shock, but out of habit, he didn't move too much. With the dagger between his fingers, he moved it away gently, and said helplessly, "I called you outside, but I didn't respond. I thought you were asleep. .”

But Ning Juan didn't listen to his explanation, and threw himself into his arms without making a sound, his body was still trembling, and held him tightly in his arms, almost crying, trembling with every word, gnashing his teeth: " Lu Huaixue, you're going to scare me to death."

Lu Qing was startled, he didn't expect him to react so strongly, and patted him on the back lightly: "Okay, okay, am I okay?"

The dizziness of seasickness seemed to wear down Ning Juan's will, and he was coaxed by his gentle voice. The young man who usually likes to pretend to be mature and steady clutched the corner of his clothes vigorously, and let out his crying completely. Because of the huge emotional ups and downs, his breathing The frequency was disordered, and he gasped violently, as if his lungs were about to explode, his voice amplified uncontrollably: "You almost died!"

It was the first time for Lu Qing to be yelled at by Ning Juan, and he wanted to continue coaxing him in astonishment, when he felt something hot dripping from his neck.

He was silent, and belatedly realized that those were the tears of the young emperor.

He watched Ning Juan grow up and never saw him shed tears.

This is the first time.

Due to heart disease in the previous life, Lu Qing learned to control his emotions since he was a child, and he has become an instinct when he grows up. He looks kind and approachable, but his emotions are very indifferent. The gentleness and calmness in his bones are mixed, and he is used to being with others Keep an invisible distance, no matter what happens, he is the calmest one.

So his ability to perceive emotions is actually relatively weak.

Just like just now, he just thought that Ning Juan was frightened. It wasn't until Ning Juan cried that he realized in a daze that Ning Juan didn't just seem to be frightened.

Lu Qing calmed down, put his arms around Ning Juan, patted his back lightly, and waited for him to slowly withdraw from his emotions.

I don't know how long it took, Ning Juan's extremely disordered breathing gradually calmed down, and he raised his head, the corners of his eyes were wet, with astonishing blackness like thick ink, his handsome face seemed to have been washed, like a poor puppy in water.

He carefully looked around Lu Qingze again, carefully stretched out his hand, touched his warm cheek to his intact throat, and then pressed it close to his heart, hearing bursts of sounds inside, although not strong, but regular enough With the sound of his heart beating, he finally got out of the nightmare-like state of fear.

It's just that my mind is still buzzing and numb, and my mood is like a boat under me, floating in the water, wandering and restless.

Lu Qing was tickled by his touch, his Adam's apple rolled, and he resisted moving. Seeing that he had calmed down, he reached out and wiped his face: "Calm down?"

Ning Juan's lips moved, but he still clutched the corner of his clothes without saying a word.

In the next few days, if Lu Qing is not by his side, he may never be able to sleep again.

Lu Qing took advantage of the opportunity to push him in, and got into the quilt: "Don't think too much, I'm fine, and I won't leave. I just came to see your situation."

Then, Lu Qing put his hand on his stomach: "Is it still uncomfortable?"

Ning Juan shook his head with a pale face.

After that fright, all mundane matters were forgotten, just now his temples were throbbing, and he felt that if he vomited again, it might be time to vomit blood.

Now he only has Lu Qingze in his heart.

Lu Qingze, who usually sleeps together and must draw a border between Chuhe and Han, doesn't think Ning Juan is hot anymore, and takes the initiative to hug this young man who is already taller than himself, covering his stomach with one hand, and gently patting him with the other. On his back, his voice was soft: "Sleep in peace, I will sleep with you in the past few days."

The cool plum fragrance lingers around the body, accompanied by a touch of bitter medicinal taste.

Ning Juan pressed Lu Qingze into his arms silently, and took a deep and long breath.

Great, Lu Qing is fine.

The cabin became quiet again, but Lu Qing felt tired easily, and the gently shaking cabin was naturally hypnotic, and fell asleep in a trance after a short while.

Hearing the even breathing around him, Ning Juan finally dared to take a step closer, lowered his head, pressed against his forehead, and closed his trembling eyelashes.

Even he himself didn't know that Lu Qingze's safety was so important to him.

If Lu Qing died, he might go crazy.

He almost wanted to circle Lu Qingze.

Realizing what he was thinking, Ning Juan's heartbeat that had calmed down suddenly accelerated again.

What is he doing?What does he want to do?

——Lu Qing is his teacher.

The author has something to say:

Lu Qingze: Die lightly.

Ning Guoguo: QAQ? ? ?