Raising Wolves

This sounds really...a bit of a wording problem.

Lu Qing vaguely recalled that in the daytime, Ning Juan seemed to have said that he wanted to see how his legs were doing at night, and felt uncomfortable immediately: "Didn't you say it's okay, there's no need."

As soon as the words fell, the refreshing and cold breath belonging to the young man approached.

Ning Juan leaned down slightly, with dark eyebrows drooping, and held Lu Qingze's knee. Through the snow-white and soft undershirt, he seemed to be able to feel the delicate touch of the skin. He paused and rubbed it gently. one time.

The inner side of the knee was black and blue, and it was touched by the sore spot unexpectedly. Lu Qing subconsciously clamped his leg, pinched Ning Juan's hand between his knees, and frowned: "What are you doing?"

This body is extraordinarily delicate, and it's okay when you're busy, but when you relax your mind a little, the exhaustion and pain will be endless.

Lu Qing didn't notice that his tone was a bit soft, with a hint of complaint, which was completely different from the cold and gentle in the past.

Somewhat like the state when he just woke up every morning, the spirit slowly awakened, but the body hadn't reacted yet, and it would produce some different reactions from the past.

For Ning Juan, it was really interesting to see this side of Lu Qingze.

"Teacher's walking posture is not right today." Ning Juan didn't know why, his throat was a little thirsty, he didn't withdraw his hand, and let Lu Qing hold it, his voice lowered, and his tone seemed coaxing, "Let me see look."

The atmosphere froze for a moment.

The candlelight swayed for a while, and in the boundary between light and dark, the sharp and handsome facial features of the young man were outlined.

There was another drizzle of rain outside, which was especially clear in the dead of night, contrasting with the quietness inside the house, perhaps because they were so close that they could even feel each other's breathing and heartbeat.

Ning Juan's heartbeat and breathing were a bit rapid.

Lu Qing is well aware of the stubborn temper of this little boy.

If he doesn't show it, Ning Juan can spend with him until dawn, and take off his pants to check while he is asleep.

Thinking about that scene, Lu Qing choked for a while, and finally let go of his knees in resignation.

He sat on the bed, rubbed back, and lifted his hem proactively, exposing his slender legs.

There was not much friction on the calf on the horse's back, there were no traces, and it was as flawless as white jade.

Lu Qing wanted to just be perfunctory, and blinked his long eyelashes: "See? It's okay."

Ning Juan still stood in front of him without moving, his eyes fell on his calf, his eyes were like thick ink: "Push up."

"..."

It's hard to deal with.

Lu Qing hesitated for a while, and continued to tease up slowly.

Ning Juan's voice was suddenly cold: "Continue."

The sight that fell on his legs seemed to have substance, which made Lu Qing suddenly feel a little bit ashamed.

In front of the student, I lifted up the lower garment to show him the leg. Although it was to check the injury, the picture was too...

wrong!

Lu Qing felt that he was sleepy.

What is he doing so nonchalantly, Ning Juan is a man, and he is also a man, let's see what's wrong with his legs, and he didn't take off his clothes for him to see.

Lu Qing was so sleepy that he just wanted to go to bed after dealing with Ning Juan, so he pulled up his hem to the top in one go, exposing his thighs.

His inner thighs were just plain horrible.

The skin on the base of the legs is already delicate and tender, and it is also where Lu Qing is slightly fleshy. Under the dim light, the fair skin has a slightly lustrous sensuality. It should be like beautiful jade, but it was repeatedly touched on horseback. Rubbing, rubbing hard until the skin was broken, a large patch of red Sha mixed with blue and red, formed a sharp contrast with the fair skin, which was extremely eye-catching.

Ning Juan's breathing stagnates, and his Adam's apple rolls forcefully.

He should have felt distressed, but for some reason...a few inexplicable, unexplainable tyrannical impulses suddenly appeared in his heart.

Lu Qing saw that his face was tense, probably because he was angry at his wound, so his tone softened a bit: "It's just a small scratch, it will be fine in two days, it's not a big deal."

The familiar Qingyue voice fell into his ears, as if from a dream, Ning Juan suddenly came back to his senses, and his face became even uglier in an instant.

What was he looking at just now, what was going through his mind?

He didn't dare to think about it anymore, and before Lu Qingze continued to speak, he cut off Lu Qingze's words with a guilty conscience: "Why is it not a big deal?"

When Lu Qingze was just scrubbing, he was speechless when he saw his wounds. Thinking about the "rough skin and thick flesh" he said before, he was a little bit weak, but it is really unreasonable to open his legs in front of the students. It was so embarrassing, I couldn't help but put my legs together: "Got it, I'll just apply some medicine later, it's getting late, you go back and rest..."

Before he finished speaking, he interrupted.

The young emperor's face was as frosty as snow, and he half-kneeled in front of him without making a sound, and took out a box of medicine from his bosom, looking like he was going to rub it on him.

Lu Qing was stunned for a moment: "Little brat, you already have a plan? I'll do it myself, just leave the medicine behind."

Ning Juan raised his eyelids, glanced at him, his face was still cold, obviously still angry, he pressed his knee with one hand, and said two words coldly: "Sit down."

The attitude is completely different from the past, full of unquestionable strong indifference.

If it was Ning Guoguo who acted coquettishly and obediently in front of him, then the one in front of him was Ning Juan, the emperor of Daqi.

Lu Qing was dumbfounded for a moment.

The height of the canopy bed was a bit high, and Ning Juan half-kneeled on the ground, while Lu Qing felt a little bit looking down on him. This feeling was quite... wonderful.

But the dominance was firmly in the hands of the kneeling Ning Juan.

Lu Qing was a little tormented.

I don't know when this little boy's sense of existence became so strong, like a sharp sword, or a ferocious beast ready to move, the posture with his legs exposed made him a little uneasy.

This has nothing to do with the identities of the two parties, it is simply a sense of self-protection born after being invaded by danger.

Ning Juan didn't seem to notice how weird the scene was, and with a serious expression, he dipped some white ointment with his fingers, and carefully applied the ointment to Lu Qingze's dark and blue skin on the inside of his knees.

The texture of the ointment is top-layer, and it feels refreshing and cool when you apply it and spread it, which is very comfortable.

Then the inner thighs.

Ning Juan held Lu Qingze's knee with one hand and spread his legs apart. Although the eyes staring at Lu Qingze's wound looked like he wanted to kill, his movements were very gentle, and he was afraid that if the movements were a little heavier, he would hurt him.

Lu Qing didn't feel the pain, but felt a bit of a long tormenting itch, like being lightly brushed by the tip of a feather, which was unbearable, and couldn't help urging: "Guoguo, wait until dawn, or I will Come yourself."

Ning Juan still ignored him, and his movements were still gentle and cautious, so that people who didn't know would see him and think he was repairing some precious porcelain antiques.

After carefully rubbing the medicine on Lu Qingze, the anger in Ning Juan's heart has not yet disappeared, and the anger is so great that he doesn't know where to put it.

He stared at the snow-white slender thighs that were close at hand, and a bad thought suddenly came to him.

Before going through it in my mind, my body has already moved——

He lowered his head and blew on the cool side of Lu Qingze's leg that had just applied the ointment.

Lu Qing's body trembled when his already cool skin was blown like this, and the goosebumps came out from him.

He raised his foot reflexively, and his white bare feet were just on Ning Juan's chest, and he couldn't bear to curse: "Little bastard, it's endless!"

Ning Juan was kicked before he realized what he had done.

When that breath was blown out, the unhappiness that was stuffed in his chest seemed to be blown out as well, and the cold look on the young man's face disappeared, and when he was kicked in the heart by Lu Qingze, instead of feeling angry, he felt soft Soft, the heart beats two minutes faster.

The strength of the teacher is really small.

It doesn't look like losing your temper at all, but like acting like a baby.

Ning Juan couldn't help holding Lu Qingze's ankle, which was so thin that he could wrap it around with one hand. The skin was as delicate and smooth as jade. He squinted his eyes and stroked it secretly.

"I just don't like how the teacher kept it from me when he was injured." He didn't let go of Lu Qingze's ankle, and didn't stand up. He looked up at Lu Qingze's face, his eyes were surprisingly bright, as if he was biting Meaty bones, a cheap and obedient puppy, "If the teacher is angry, just kick me twice."

Lu Qingze: "..."

When did the brat develop such a masochistic hobby?

This posture was really ambiguous, and his legs were still bare. Lu Qing calmed down and wanted to retract his feet, but the difference in strength was too great, and he couldn't retract them.

He didn't dare to use force, for fear of knocking Ning Juan down.

What evil did this do?

Lu Qing was quite upset, choked with anger, coughed a few times, and said angrily: "You still don't let go? If you know, you are worried about the teacher, but if you don't know, you think you are molesting the teacher."

After coughing, the voice was a little hoarse.

Ning Juan's eyelashes twitched suddenly, and his heart felt like an electric shock for a moment, and he felt an uncontrollable tingling sensation.

Only then did he realize that whether it was applying medicine to Lu Qingze, blowing on his legs, or holding on to his ankles, there was a natural intimacy.

At that moment, an indistinct fiery thought popped into my mind... that's all.

That's all.

Immediately, a second thought arose, overshadowing the fleeting one: Will Lu Qingze feel disgusted like Ning Cong?

He was just now... What was Xiao thinking?

Ning Juan froze for a moment, suddenly felt a little panic, immediately let go of Lu Qingze's feet, and stood up abruptly.

He squatted for too long, stood up suddenly, and his eyes suddenly went dark.

With Ning Juan's physical condition, this would not have much impact, but in the blink of an eye, he blinked, and a thought flew through his mind. He didn't control his body, let his body sway, and moved forward. down.

Lu Qingze was still a bit angry at first, but when he saw Ning Juan's face suddenly pale, he quickly got up to catch him: "Slow down, what's the hurry!"

The corners of Ning Juan's mouth curled up silently, and he leaned against him like a fool, and arched his head into his neck, and greedily inhaled the familiar light plum fragrance: "Teacher, can I sleep with you?"

Lu Qing smiled: "Of course not."

Ning Juan rubbed against him aggrievedly.

The soft hair rubbed against the neck, which was warm, but Lu Qing was unmoved, and indifferently pushed the furry head away with two fingers.

After failing to act coquettishly twice, Ning Juan was silent for a while, and decided to divert Lu Qingze's attention first: "Pan Jingmin was unexpectedly stubborn. Zheng Yao ordered someone to interrogate him all night, but he didn't open his mouth."

Lu Qing was indeed attracted attention: "It seems that he is very confident in where he hides the evidence."

"In other words, he has great confidence in Wei Herong." A faint mockery flashed across Ning Juan's eyes.

Although Ning Juan is the emperor, compared to his deterrent power, he is not as good as Wei Herong.

Pan Jingmin was afraid of being retaliated by Wei Herong, and also believed that Wei Herong would protect him. His confidence and fear of Wei Herong far exceeded his fear of the emperor standing in front of him.

Lu Qing saw the thin but sharp coldness in Ning Juan's eyes, and patted him on the shoulder: "This time we are fighting Wei Herong head-on, so don't be in a hurry, and be careful."

Ning Juan looked at him deeply, and nodded: "Recently, there are a lot of things to do, and I need a lot of help from the teacher. It's getting late, let's rest first."

Lu Qing folded his hands and looked at him, with a slight smile on his lips, not to be fooled: "Well, when you go out, help me turn off the lights."

"..."

It seems that tonight is going to be a shame.

Ning Juan felt deeply regretful and sighed. Seeing him lying on the bed, he couldn't help calling out pitifully: "Teacher..."

Lu Qing closed his eyes, waved his hands like chasing mosquitoes, turned over and shrank into the thin blanket, and after a while, there was the sound of even breathing, and his profile was quite thin and ruthless.

Ning Juan: "..."

Ning Juan turned around helplessly and extinguished the candle, walked out of the wing with a heavy heart, and closed the door carefully.

The rain outside just fell for a while, but now it has stopped, the water is blurred so that the ground is deep and shallow, and the dark guard who followed him was hidden in the darkness motionless, and when he saw Ning Juan coming out, he was stunned for a moment.

Ning Juan glanced at him: "What?"

The dark guard whispered: "This subordinate thought that you would sleep with Mr. Lu."

... Which pot is not opened, which pot is lifted!

His Majesty the Emperor, who had just been kicked out of the room, was expressionless. He walked over the blank guards and strode towards the study.

The next day, when Lu Qing woke up, it was already time.

After half a month of driving on the water, he rushed directly to Jiangyou as soon as his feet touched the ground. He couldn't lie down on the bed for more than ten days. His body was too tired and he overslept without paying attention.

Lu Qing was groggy, and forced himself to get up, washed up, put on a mask and went out.

Sure enough, there were several secret guards guarding the small courtyard outside the door, guarding the small courtyard strictly.

Seeing Lu Qing came out, a hidden guard with a scar on his face saluted: "Master Lu is awake, do you want breakfast?"

Strictly speaking, it was already lunch.

Seeing that the serving was for two, Lu Qing was not in a hurry to move his chopsticks.

As soon as the two arrived yesterday, they ordered the construction of the resettlement house. His Majesty the Emperor came in person. No one dared to be lazy. The first batch of patient resettlement was completed in the morning, and patients have already begun to be admitted in one after another.

When it was dawn, Ning Juan personally inspected the resettlement center and the porridge scene, and then went to the river embankment to see it. After reckoning the time to come back, he went to change his clothes before coming to Lu Qingze's wing. Good three points: "Why didn't the teacher use it first? How did you rest?"

Lu Qing looked at him: "It's okay, it's just that I always dreamed that there was a ghost blowing cool wind on me."

I don't know why I was obsessed with ghosts last night, Ning Juan's ears turned red, and he remained silent.

"What's going on outside?" Lu Qing was so speechless that he snorted and slowly picked up his chopsticks.

Ning Juan cleansed his hands and sat down: "All the prefectures have built resettlement centers, and today they started to distribute porridge. According to the teacher's method, yesterday sent people to pretend to be disaster victims and spread the news. Today, there are indeed many hidden victims. Congee to eat, and some of the patients who were infected with the epidemic, under persuasion, also went to the resettlement center."

Flood control has also been put on the agenda. The officials before Pan Jingmin have done a good job of repairing water conservancy and laid a good foundation. The local officials also have a lot of experience in water control. Combined with Lu Qingze's plan, the flood will recede just around the corner.

Seems like everything is going in a good direction.

The next step is to find a cure for the epidemic and pry Pan Jingmin's mouth open.

Lu Qing happily ate two more mouthfuls of rice, but before he could swallow it, Commander Zheng came to see him.

Ning Juan didn't like to be served by someone all the time since she was a child, and she didn't like being disturbed when eating with Lu Qingze, and her cool eyes fell on Zheng Yao.

As soon as Zheng Yao heard that His Majesty was back, she came directly to ask to see her. Feeling Ning Juan's eyes, she couldn't help but feel her scalp tingling. Somehow, she made His Majesty unhappy.

Could it be that the group of grandchildren secretly hid the gold?

Ning Juan withdrew his gaze, and said coldly, "Is there any result in the interrogation of Pan Jingmin?"

Zheng Yao suddenly lost his breath, and said in a low voice, "Not yet."

Ning Juan said indifferently: "What did you say? I didn't hear you clearly, so say it out loud."

Zheng Yao's eyelids twitched violently, he simply closed his eyes, and Zunzhi said loudly, "Not yet!"

As soon as the words fell, Ning Juan slammed the chopsticks on the table, and said coldly: "I didn't find anything during the whole day and night, and you still have the face to shout so loudly?"

Didn't you make me loud?

Zheng Yao couldn't tell what he was suffering, and he became more and more suspicious that the group of grandchildren under his hand had caused him trouble. His head was lowered, but his eyes were desperately raised, and he squeezed towards Lu Qingze for help.

Naturally, this small gesture could not escape Ning Juan's eyes, and His Majesty's voice became even colder: "Commander Zheng, who are you looking at?"

Lu Qingze: "..."

Zheng Yao: "..."

The corners of Zheng Yao's eyes twitched, and he suddenly realized that "giving the Emperor a glance" is a more serious crime than "failing to find a result".