Self-cultivation after the cannon fodder

If Liu Meiren is allowed to transform rashly, the books cannot be sold, and the advertisements cannot be successfully published, Zhu Sining is likely to lose all the money.

After weighing again and again, Zhu Sining reluctantly nodded: "Let's go."

Master Liu was still a little dazed, he didn't expect Zhu Sining to fight so hard: "Thank you, Your Highness."

After Master Liu left, Zhu Sining was alone for a while.

There wasn't much to do, there were not many palace people staying by Zhu Sining's side, they just took the initiative to back away and wait as if he was tired and didn't want to be disturbed.

Xiao Yiming's protagonist's aura has been cut in half, and he will not be able to do things so smoothly in the future. With his support, the Liu family and other aristocratic families can slowly get up.

The relationship with Zong Qihao is also progressing smoothly, and there is nothing worth arguing between the two, although Zhu Sining suspects that this may be due to their different interests and hobbies, and they usually don't have many common topics.

Having no common topic does not mean that there is nothing to say. Zong Qihao will play chess and cards with Zhu Sining when he is free. After a period of training, his level has risen steadily, reaching a level comparable to Concubine Lu Gui.

Tapping the armrest of the wheelchair with his fingers, Zhu Sining bent down and pressed his calf.

Zong Qihao had told him countless times that his legs were already healed, but he was still weak and unable to support them.

"Thinking about what?"

Suddenly a familiar voice appeared from behind.

Zhu Sining turned his head following the voice, and the corner of his lips brushed against Zong Qihao's chin.

Zhu Sining's ears suddenly turned red.

"Why did His Majesty come here all of a sudden?"

Zong Qihao pinched Zhu Sining's earlobe, picked him up from the wheelchair, and walked into the room: "It's getting late."

The task bar reaches 70.00% of the progress of the second.

There is no progress in the mission. These days, the mission bar depends on the intimacy between the two to increase a little.

It was too slow, at this time Zhu Sining suddenly became jealous of Zong Qihao, why his task was so easy, he could just pass through it, but he was going to be made things difficult by the system, and he had to find out how to achieve the perfect rating.

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became, Zhu Sining couldn't help biting Zong Qihao's shoulder.

Zong Qihao stopped walking.

Through the clothes, when Zhu Sining bit down on it, he only felt numbness in his shoulders, it didn't hurt, but his heart was itchy.

She pinched her chin and turned the person over, and covered her lips without hesitation.

Walking a few steps quickly is the imperial concubine chair that Zhu Sining often lays on. Zong Qihao took a deep breath to put the person on it.

The nose is full of herbaceous fragrance.

Zhu Sining was still a little confused: "Why so suddenly..." Where did he trigger Zong Qihao?

"Aren't you in pain?"

Unbuttoning the collar, Zong Qihao grabbed Zhu Sining's hand and stretched it in: "Touch it, does it hurt?"

By coincidence, Zhu Sining touched it along the way, and he really felt a few shallow teeth marks.

"This... If it hurts, just shout and I'll know."

"It's almost as good as you shout."

"..." Zhu Sning paused, and looked up at the bright white sky, "Your Majesty, the sun hasn't set yet."

Zong Qihao's answer was quite short: "I know."

In the competition of martial arts, I can't beat Zong Qihao. Although everyone is an adult and knows what will happen next, but...but...Zhu Sining is still very nervous.

He used to be a straight man of steel—although he was bent in his previous life, but from theory to practice, Zhu Sining felt that he still needed to prepare well.

At least he can't act too weak and let Zong Qihao lead him away.

Like the performance on the top floor of Lanyue Tower last time, it was unqualified.

"What about the daytime... Cough, it doesn't fit your image of a wise gentleman, and..." Zhu Sining racked his brains, "And..."

"What else?"

Zong Qihao smiled and waited leisurely.

Zhu Sining didn't even know what he looked like now. All along, he didn't care much about his appearance advantage, and never thought of using it.Except that he likes to dress casually in private, whenever he goes out or meets guests, he always dresses neatly. There are many different kinds of clothes in the closet, but he always wears them in a few fixed colors and styles, gorgeous and colorful Some clothes are not within the scope of his choice.

Now Zhu Sining's hair is disheveled, his collar is disheveled, and his usually clear eyes are full of water, but he still wants to think seriously.

Smiling silently, Zong Qihao glanced at Jiang Wei who was walking over.

"Unexpected." Zhu Sining felt that he was going to die.

What was even more frightening was that after saying this, he found that his hand was still on Zong Qihao's shoulder.

He retracted his hand like a burning hand, but was held down by Zong Qihao.

"His Majesty……"

"Your legs are still not healed." Zong Qihao's voice was low and hoarse, his fingers brushed across Zhu Sining's brow bone, and along the eyebrows to the sideburns, "I said so."

"Oh..." Zhu Sining blinked but couldn't react.

"Aning, wait here."

Zong Qihao laughed and got up first.

Zhu Sining grabbed the corner of his clothes: "Where is your Majesty going?"

"Concubine Lu Gui is here." Zong Qihao turned his head and brushed his hair, "A-Ning is inconvenient now, I will let her go back first."

Concubine Lu Guifei arrived at Jiaofang Hall later today because she had to summon Master Liu.

The palace servants who came to report stood far away, Jiang Wei just yelled in a low voice, then lowered his head like a blind man.

I wish Sining didn't know.

Zong Qihao straightened his collar, leaving Zhu Sining still in a daze.

Is this a narrow escape?

Probably because he was afraid of Zhu Sining's embarrassment, Zong Qihao took away all the palace people, leaving only Zhu Sining in the palace to tidy up slowly.

After waiting for a long time before Zong Qihao came back, Zhu Sining listened intently for a while, but did not hear any other voices.

Lu Guifei and Zong Qihao didn't have a common language, and the two of them didn't even communicate much on weekdays. They all relied on the palace people to pass on messages. How could they talk for so long?

Not wanting to call the palace servants to alarm Zong Qihao, Zhu Sining twisted on the chaise longue for a while, kicking off the pillow at the tail.

Zhu Sining: "..."

He tried to move his calf and kicked off the second pillow.

Without even thinking about it, Zhu Sining immediately got off the imperial concubine chair, bypassed the palace people, and silently lurked behind a screen.

He didn't doubt what Zong Qihao and Lu Guifei had.

Zhu Sining was only worried about Concubine Lu Gui, afraid that she would not be able to hold back.

For his own mission, he really thought about simply and rudely sending someone out of the palace with Zong Qihao. Although Lu Guifei calmly refused, but Zhu Sining mentioned it like this, there is no guarantee that she would not have some hope in her heart.

She didn't want Zhu Sining to help, she wanted to tell Zong Qihao herself.

Separated by a screen, Zong Qihao sat on the seat, without showing too much expression on his face, and said lightly: "You are the first concubine to make such a request in front of the emperor."

Concubine Lu Gui knelt down on the ground, silent.

"Did the queen mention something?" Zong Qihao continued, "He is always so soft-hearted, if you beg him, he will agree to anything."

Concubine Lu Gui still lowered her head: "No, His Highness never said this, it's because the concubine has a different heart and is unwilling to stay in the palace forever."

"When did it start?"

Concubine Lu Gui: "Only these days."

If she hadn't entered the palace, she would be able to do well outside the palace. Whether it's a housekeeper or running a business, she is a good hand, but in the palace, she needs Zhu Sining and Zong Qihao to delegate power, although The two didn't give her too many restrictions, but her own palace rules could make her have a lot of worries.

"Very ambitious." Zong Qihao commented, "If you go out, you will no longer be Lu Qingyan in the future. Have you thought about what you want to do in the future?"

"Yes, my concubine understands." Concubine Lu Gui said, "This concubine is willing to be a pawn to repay Your Majesty and Your Highness' kindness."

Zhu Sining's current cooperation with the aristocratic family is to use the reputation of the entire royal family as a guarantee. However, this is not a long-term plan. The interests behind the aristocratic family are intricate and complicated. The royal family chooses a single partner for cooperation, which is the entire interest group, and it is easy to be coerced.

They need a single and reliable partner.

Zong Qihao: "I thought you would stay in the palace forever, it seems that your heart is not dead yet."

Concubine Lu Gui froze.

"You are right. I really need someone like you. A private treasury that can keep making money without being controlled by others. Since you entered the palace, the affairs of the palace have been taken care of in an orderly manner. Even if the queen enters the palace , I still rely on you to manage it, I am still very grateful."

Apart from his status, Zong Qihao didn't give anything else, and there were only cold business contacts between him and Concubine Lu Gui.

Zong Qihao: "It is not impossible to exchange these sacrifices for a freedom."

Concubine Lu Gui raised her head, her eyes were filled with hope, but Zong Qihao changed her words: "But I don't want to give it."

"Why, Your Majesty clearly knows..."

"After you go out, you will be even more different from him. If you were a noble concubine, he would probably have some impression of you. If not, do you expect him to remember you?"

When Zhu Sining first entered the palace, Lu Guifei took the initiative to show her kindness to Zhu Sining and took care of her. A large part of the reason was of course Zhu Xiuyong.

The dream lover of the daughters of thousands of boudoirs in the capital, among these daughters, Lu Guifei was naturally included.

Concubine Lu Gui is actually quite close to the position of concubine. Zhu Xiuyong will not be rebellious like Zhu Guang and directly marry a commoner as his concubine. A family that is too large and high-ranking is not within the scope of his consideration. High and low, just right.

Concubine Lu Gui bowed: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for considering your concubine, but whether it can be done is another matter, and this kind of thing cannot be forced."

Zong Qihao did not answer immediately.

In the previous life, although the Zhu family rebelled, he did not deal with anyone in the Zhu family, because soon after, Zhu Xiuyong and Zhu Sining died of illness, and the subordinate soldiers surrendered without a leader.

After Zhu Xiuyong's death, Concubine Lu Gui felt nothing more than heartbreak, and blamed Xiao Yiming for all her faults.

"There is another reason, which is the biggest reason," Zong Qihao continued, "A-Ning is not in good health, and the housework is exhausting, and it happens every day, which is extremely trivial. He doesn't have the patience to do these things himself, and I don't want him to do that." Tired. So I don't want to let you go—this is my selfishness."

"It seems that you can't do too well." Concubine Lu Gui smiled wryly.

"Let's do this for now, it's getting late, you go back first." Zong Qihao issued the order to evict the guests, wondering if Zhu Sining was in a hurry.

After Concubine Lu Gui left, Zong Qihao sat alone for a while, and went to Zhu Sining's place after cleaning up his emotions.

Knowing that Concubine Lu Gui had already said it, Zhu Sining hurried back to lie down on the chaise longue chair before finishing listening.

After picking up the pillow and putting it neatly at the end of the chair, Zhu Sining thought about it, waiting for such a long time to be so boring and not having an outbreak really didn't fit his personality, so he threw a pillow on the ground.

Throw it too close to show his irascibility.

I wish Sining lost another one.

With this drop, a vase on the shelf was pushed down.

boom--

Broken porcelain splashed all over the ground.

"Aning—"

Zong Qihao immediately quickened his pace.

"Your Majesty, are you back?" Zhu Sining withdrew his hand when he got excited, trying to get another hug, but he couldn't find it.

Zong Qihao picked up the pillow on the ground, and the broken porcelain on the ground was cleaned up by the palace servants.

Zhu Sining preemptively said: "I waited too long, so I have to throw things."

"I know, you don't need to be so loud." Zong Qihao took the pear juice brought up by the palace servants and handed it to Zhu Sining.

The weather was dry, and Zhu Sining was very tired after being alone for a long time. There was fine sweat on his forehead.

"I'm sorry, I was late and made Ah Ning wait for so long." Zong Qihao took a handkerchief to wipe his sweat.

Zhu Sining looked away guiltily, and said in a low voice, "No, it wasn't that long..."

The eavesdropping was so exciting that he didn't notice the passage of time.

"Hug me, Your Majesty." Zhu Sining opened his hands.

Let him not be able to walk for a few more days first, after all his legs are healed, he will be...