The Prosperity of Jingdi Chronicle

After finishing the work, Wei Yan was carried sideways by the emperor into the bathing pool.As soon as his feet touched the ground, he felt a strange feeling, which made his face a little hot.The emperor didn't know how many times he did it just now, he didn't count carefully, but judging from the current situation, it seems a bit too much.

"Excessive indulgence will inevitably hurt the body, Your Majesty should exercise restraint." Without even thinking about it, he casually said this sentence.

"Temperance?" Jing Li had a strange expression when he heard the word from Wei Yan's mouth, and asked him in a low voice before finding a place in the bath and sitting down comfortably.

He glanced at Wei Yan standing in front of him, and estimated how much nerve Wei Yan would need to seriously persuade him under such circumstances.

"Yes." Wei Yan obviously didn't realize that after the ups and downs just now, he didn't have enough ground to say these words, and he still nodded sternly.

"Oh."

Jing Li's expression and tone were a little absent-minded, and he replied with a drawn-out tone, and didn't say anything else, but looked around Wei Yan's body with his eyes up and down with great interest.

That kind of gaze, how should I say it, in Jing Li's words, must be sincere appreciation, in Wei Yan's words, it is obscene and shameless, but there is one point that the two of them have no objection to, that is, Jing Li's inspection of Wei Yan's body His eyes were full of hot emotion, which warmed Wei Yan's skin like a flame, making Wei Yan feel that every inch swept by the emperor was hot.

At this time, Wei Yan's body was covered with the traces of the love just now, and every bit of his body showed how ridiculous and selfless the two of them were just now.Whenever the emperor's eyes wandered somewhere, Wei Yan slowly recalled how the emperor used his lips and tongue to leave those marks on his body just now, and how he himself used words and body to entangle to encourage the emperor to stay behind. More traces.

Obviously, the necrotic nerves in Wei Yan's brain were finally revived under the eyes of the emperor. This is really a gratifying event.

"Just now, who said yes to me when I asked if I wanted more, and who pestered me to say no when I wanted to quit?" Indulging in such things, the harm of one person is absolutely the same. He is a big man, besides, it is absolutely impossible for our wise and mighty emperor to admit that it was all his fault. Of course, Wei Yan will be dragged into the water together.

The emperor's words were like throwing a lighted torch on top of the dry wood. In addition, Wei Yan's thick skin was far from the emperor's. Under the double attack of the emperor's sight and words, he finally recalled All the details just now burned up on his face.

Wei Yan was at a loss for a while, and didn't know where to look. He hurriedly found a corner farthest from the emperor and sat down, burying his body in the pool.

Seeing him plop into the water, Jing Li turned his head and sat in the corner. Feeling that the water temperature in the bathtub seemed to rise all of a sudden, Jing Li graciously moved to Wei Yan's side to help him wash his hair.

It is enough to have a taste of such things as being cheap and being good, otherwise it will be a troublesome thing when a certain rough-natured and thin-skinned person becomes angry and awkward.

The main ingredient of the balm used for hair washing in the palace is saponins, mixed with a little Radix Polygoni Multiflori, black peach and other medicinal materials, exuding a faint herbal smell, which is helpful to relieve the current stiff atmosphere.

Jing Li was massaging Wei Yan's head with his fingertips, while teasing him with some gossip. It was hard for him to forget what happened just now, and his face slowly returned to normal.

"Would you like me to wash your hair for His Majesty?"

According to the usual practice, when the emperor and Wei Yan were bathing together, there was no one around to serve them. Wei Yan's affairs were all done by the emperor. As for the emperor's own affairs, he had to do it himself.

Wei Yan watched the emperor help him wash his hair, wipe his back, loosen his sore bones, and then let him lean against the pool, and started to take care of himself. Just looking at him like this, he couldn't bear it, and wanted to He was afraid that the emperor would be suspicious, so he hesitated for a while before he could not help but speak.

In the past, the emperor was very interested in these trivial matters. Even if Wei Yan could not do things, he would force Wei Yan to do it. Later, Wei Yan learned everything, but the emperor felt sorry for him. He didn't get the emperor's permission. He has to show his face at half a step, and he is not allowed to intervene in various trivial matters at will, and only take care of him like a three-year-old child, it is best if he can't do anything.

Wei Yan knew the emperor's problem, and he would not do it himself if he could not do it in the past, so as not to make the emperor suddenly think of those old things and feel uncomfortable.Recently, he was stimulated by the incident of Yan Yucheng, and after deep reflection, his conscience burst out. He felt that he was not good enough to the emperor in the past, so he planned to serve the emperor well.

But now he wasn't sure if the emperor still cared about those things, and he was afraid that it would be self-defeating, so he asked.

"You can help me if you want, but don't clumsily tear off my hair like last time." Jing Li is of course not as concerned about those things now as before, but he has always been very interested in helping Wei Yan Doing small things, Wei Yan has long been used to enjoying his attention, so the way they get along with each other has been used tacitly.

It is of course a good thing that Wei Yan wants to serve him now, but he has to express concern about Wei Yan's craftsmanship.

That is to say, after finishing speaking, Jing Li still sent his head to Wei Yan's hand, accepting the possible abuse without hesitation.

To be honest, he still has the painful memory of Wei Yan serving him to wash his hair many years ago.That time, Wei Yan rubbed his hair casually at the beginning to complete the work. After being trained by him, he seemed to have a grudge against his hair. Hair as finish.

And then... Cough cough, what happened later is of course a good thing for him. If Wei Yan tore off a strand of his hair again this time, he wouldn't mind letting Wei Yan relive it. What happened to him back then? Let Wei Yan remember the lesson.

"Your Majesty, don't worry about your craftsmanship." The time the emperor mentioned was Wei Yan's first time washing someone's hair, and the result was naturally disastrous. Now he will definitely not make such a mistake again.

Wei Yan sat up straight and decided to use his skills to make the emperor change his bad impression.

Wei Yan is very confident that he will never make the same mistakes as in the past, but he did not expect the unexpected. He is facing the emperor who often does not follow the common sense. The possibility of various situations is extremely high. of.

He was carefully applying the balm evenly to the emperor's hair, when he picked it up and was about to knead the foam, he suddenly felt a chill in his chest.

"what!"

"what!"

Two screams sounded almost simultaneously.

Wei Yan looked at the hair in his hand, wanting to cry without tears, just now when something happened suddenly, he was inattentive, so he failed to grasp the strength, and later realized something was wrong, he stopped in time, but still tore off a few hairs of the emperor .

Jing Li raised his head, rubbed his head and looked at Wei Yan, assuming that this matter had nothing to do with him.

"As soon as I finished speaking, you made the same mistakes again. Did you do it on purpose? Tell me, how do you plan to compensate me?" Jing Li's accusation that the villain complained first was utterly unreasonable.

"If it wasn't for His Majesty's sudden...how could I have lost my hand?" Wei Yan knew that the emperor did it on purpose, and still tried to reason with him, but his voice was already stuttering, obviously offended by the emperor's shamelessness.

The emperor made trouble on purpose, and even wanted to beat him up and put the blame on him. Is this kind of thing the king of a country should do?

"Which one is that suddenly? Which one is that? Why can't I understand?" The pure kindness in the eyes of His Majesty the Emperor who told such innocent lies can almost convince all passers-by, but until now, Wei Yan still If you would believe his words, then Wei Yan is too stupid.

"It's that... just biting the minister." As he spoke, Wei Yan's face started to burn again, and he finally understood that arguing with the emperor about this matter was obviously stupid.

"You came up to give me a bite. Wouldn't it be too disrespectful for you not to bite me?" Jing Li leisurely said another sarcastic remark, but he saw that Wei Yan's red face was about to turn pale, and immediately Then he changed the topic, "Okay, let me see if it's bitten or not? It's okay, just kiss it and it won't hurt."

It's not a question of pain at all, is it?Wei Yan opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say, he was completely speechless by the emperor's anger.Of course, Jing Li didn't want him to say anything more at this time, so soon, he sealed his mouth with his lips and tongue.

"Hair..." After a lot of verbal entanglement and confusion, Wei Yan finally got a chance to breathe, and kindly reminded the emperor that his hair was only half washed.

"It's okay, as long as you are willing to make it up to me, I will forgive you for tearing my hair off." Unfortunately, the emperor and he are not concerned about the same thing, obviously they are talking about each other.

Wei Yan still wanted to say something, but the emperor's next action quickly made him give up this idea.

In this way, Wei Yan's physical strength was finally squeezed out. In a daze, he was carried back to the bedroom by the emperor, stuck to the pillow and fell asleep, and he no longer had the strength to argue with the emperor.

When he woke up, it was already dark inside the dormitory, and there was no one around him, except for the occasional sound of candle wicks bursting from the burning candles outside the tent, the surrounding area was very quiet.

All the thick nine-fold curtains outside the dragon couch were lowered, and he couldn't see the sky outside, and couldn't estimate what time it was, so he turned over, and before he even opened his mouth to call for someone, the gentle footsteps of the maids could be heard outside. Voice.

"Master Hou is awake? Are you hungry? Get up and eat something before going to bed. For dinner, there is a dish of mutton soup that is very well done. His Majesty has specially reserved it for you."

The maids serving in the palace are very good at listening to and distinguishing sounds. When they heard a noise in the palace, they knew that Wei Yan had woken up. They quickly entered the room with the clothes in their hands, rolling the curtain, changing the clothes. Changing clothes, washing up, washing up, Wei Yan tidied up in a few strokes.

"What time is it? Where is Your Majesty?"

The curtains were all rolled up, and Wei Yan realized that it was pitch black outside. It must be very late now, and he couldn't help being a little surprised that the emperor was not here at this time.

"It's still a moment before Zishi. Your Majesty is going to Zhaoren Hall to review the memorial." A court lady replied respectfully, but there was a meaningful smile on her face.

"Your Majesty threw down a bunch of memorials during the day and messed around with the Marquis, so he had to work hard at night. I heard from Manager Fuji that there are several thick stacks of memorials waiting for the emperor to read at Zhaoren Hall. Your Majesty may have to approve them until dawn." Another The palace maid laughed softly as she spoke.

Hearing this, Wei Yan also had a smile on his face, and he whispered "Yes" in his heart.You bullied him so much just now, and now you will be punished.But he thought about it carefully, but couldn't laugh anymore.

As an emperor, if you want to be relaxed, you can be very relaxed. There are many emperors in the history who played and sang, danced, drunk, and ignored political affairs;

Jing Li's purpose has always been not to wrong himself, and he has always been chic and easy to handle. Outsiders, he, the emperor, does it with ease, but probably only he himself knows the hard work involved.

Even Wei Yan, because when we were together, the emperor often had to mess with him, and ignored the hardships of the emperor's administration when he was not around. The emperor did nothing less than what should be done.

After eating dinner several hours late, Wei Yan did not go to rest under the persuasion of the maids, but ran to Zhaoren Hall on the pretext of taking a walk to digest food.

It was quiet outside Zhaoren Hall, except for Fu Ji who was serving inside, the other servants were waiting outside holding their breaths.

Seeing him coming, a servant seemed to want to open his mouth to pass on the message. Wei Yan hurriedly gestured to him to shut up, and then quietly entered the hall.

The emperor was lying on the desk thinking about something, but he didn't notice him coming in, but Fudge looked up quickly.

The two talked dumb for a while, not sure if they were talking about the same thing. After talking for a while, Fudge finally understood what Wei Yan meant, and Wei Yan took over the position of grinding ink on the desk, and quietly backed out.

Jing Li thought for a moment before writing the comment. He closed the memorial and put down the pen, and opened his right hand as usual.Fudge, who was usually very clever, was as confused as if he had been hit on the head with a brick today, and even put another memorial in his hand.

"Tea." He opened his mouth impatiently, and looked up, only to realize that at some point, there was someone beside him, and his tone softened instantly, "Why are you here? Why don't you take a good rest and run over here to do something Well?"

"I can't sleep alone." Wei Yan poured a cup of tea from the warm teapot beside him, and carefully held it in front of the emperor.

Can't sleep alone?Why does this sound a bit sad?If he hadn't been fed just now, Jing Li couldn't help but wonder if he had left Wei Yan in the cold for too long before he complained like this?

As soon as Jing Li's mind turned, it turned to a crooked place, but seeing Wei Yan's serious appearance, he knew that he definitely didn't mean that.Seeing that Wei Yan didn't find this sentence very ambiguous, he could only hold back and not mention it.

He took the teacup, took Wei Yan's hand, let him sit beside him, took a memorial from the desk in his left hand and handed it to Wei Yan.

"Since you can't sleep, come and share my worries and help me with some work."