After the meal was over, the maid removed the leftovers from the table and scorched it. Wei Lian wiped his lips with a white brocade handkerchief, acting gracefully and gracefully.
In winter, the days are short and the nights are long, the sky is dark outside, and the moonlight is hazy.
Chilling.
When Wei Lian came out of the Hall of Mental Cultivation, he was almost forced to retreat by the temperature at night. Ji Yue took his cold hand in time and passed on the warmth of his palm.
In front of the servants in the palace, Ji Yue greeted him coldly: "If you are cold, grab Gu's hand."
Wei Lian pursed his lips and smiled, bowing his head as if embarrassed.
The two have a good atmosphere.
After nightfall, Ji Yue will review the memorial in the imperial study. If there is no major event in the DPRK, it can be approved for half an hour; when government affairs are busy, it is also possible to read the lights at night until dawn.
In the past, there was a maid who studied ink, but now Wei Lian, the newly appointed "male favorite", has added fragrance to his red sleeves.
The Imperial Study Room was not far from the Hall of Mental Cultivation. After going around a few sections of the nine-curved corridor, the door was opened, and there was a gust of warm wind inside.
Ji Yue kept Wei Lian by his side, and four other palace servants.
In the early years, Ji Yue worked too hard to rule, but now the six kingdoms respect Qin, the world is peaceful and prosperous, and there are no natural disasters, so that the courtiers are in a panic.
For example, at this moment, Ji Yue's book case is not about people's livelihood in various places, nor is it the military deployment of the country, but a pile of beautiful pictures.
You don't have to think about it to know that it was the ministers who wanted him to be insane in the harem.
Ji Yue opened a pair, glanced at random, and threw the stack of pictures to Wei Lian: "Choose the ones that look better than you and show them to Gu."
Not everyone can get into his eyes. An ordinary person, Ji Yue looked at it too much.
Wei Lian said, "No." He immediately took the scroll and looked at each one carefully.
After a stick of incense, Wei Lian put all the scrolls back, with a humble and polite tone: "I can't pick it out."
Ji Yue pondered: "This means, you are the best looking?"
Wei Lian paused, then said more modestly, "Yes."
Ji Yue's eyes moved slightly, and the thin folds at the corners of his eyes lifted up, bringing out a bit of a smile.
How could this person speak arrogant and presumptuous words with the attitude of a humble gentleman.
He really... likes it tightly.
Ji Yue swept all the scrolls to the ground, leaving a space on the table. The scroll fell to the ground with a loud noise, and the four palace servants in the house thought that King Qin was angry, so they immediately knelt down in fright.
Only Wei Lian looked calm.
Ji Yue took Wei Lian's wrist and held it to the empty table in front of him, with a very fond tone: "I don't want them anymore, how about you?"
Wei Lian: Tsk, what a big pot.
The four palace servants kneeling in the house are not deaf. Wei Lian could already foresee the sight of him being scolded by Qin Chen's nose to bring harm to the country and the people.
Wei Lian lowered his eyes and smiled: "Okay."
Ji Yue's slender fingers lifted his chin and leaned over, as if kissing.
The four kneeling palace servants were trembling and buried their heads deeper, not daring to glance up.
His Majesty is really fond of the Servant... They thought in unison.
Only Wei Lian heard Ji Yue stop beside his lips and gave a very low approval: "Well done."
Wei Lian gasped, pretending to be unsteady after being kissed, and begged, "Your Majesty...I can't breathe."
He Wei Lian, his appearance is the first in the world, and his acting is the first in the Seven Kingdoms.
He didn't mind showing that he could act in front of King Qin. Layer after layer of masks, it's not real after all.
Wei Lian is like this, and even if he pretends to be respectful and humble, he can't hide the arrogance and arrogance in his bones. It's not that he can't restrain himself, he just doesn't want to.
Appropriate camouflage is conducive to a peaceful life, and if you pretend to be too aggrieved, it is yourself who suffers.
Wei Lian didn't want to suffer.
Ji Yue chuckled twice, the laughter was very nice.
He whispered: "Wei Lang, Gu want to take off your face. Let's see what's inside of you."
Wei Lian said calmly, "It's just a bony head who wants to live."
Ji Yue raised her eyebrows, and ordered the four palace servants who were kneeling on the ground: "All retreat."
The palace servants hurriedly agreed.
The moment he exited and closed the door, he could see in the crack of the door that His Majesty couldn't wait to take off his Servant's clothes and pressed him on the desk.
Is your majesty planning to serve you in the imperial study
The palace maid who finally closed the door blushed and closed the door tightly.
As soon as the door closed, Ji Yue instantly moved away from Wei Lian.
Wei Lian unhurriedly put on his coat again and tidied it up, and even sorted the messy pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the table one by one.
Ji Yueyue looked at him calmly.
When Wei Lian began to clean up the scrolls on the ground, Ji Yue said, "I look at Wei Lang, but he is a tough guy."
Wei Lian paused when he picked up the painting.
"They are all afraid of being alone." Ji Yue said slowly, "but you are not afraid."
No matter how he pretended to be, he didn't feel any real fear in the young man.
Young people are different from those people.
Wei Lian raised his head and looked at him silently.
The young man was half-knelt on the ground and raised his head slightly. The eyes under the light of the candle are as quiet as a deep pool, and like a clear spring.
After a long time, he said: "Your Majesty, the king is intimidating, but the husband will not."
Ji Yue knew that he was talking nonsense with his eyes open.
But he was inexplicably in a good mood because of this nonsense.
The son is restrained, and Wei is restrained.
Really a very interesting character.
There are not many government affairs to deal with today, so after leaving the imperial study, it is time to take a shower and go to bed.
There is more than one pool in Tangquan Palace, Wei Lian has no hobby of bathing with others, and obviously neither does Ji Yue.
They are all very defensive people, how can they be honest with each other.
A cautious person like the King of Qin never let anyone wait by him in the bath, so there were only Ji Yue and Wei Lian in the Tangquan Palace.
Wei Lianji winked and said, "This minister goes to the other side."
There are many ponds in Tangquan Palace, and Wei Lian deliberately went to the farthest place. Across several screens, in any case, I couldn't hear the movement of King Qin.
King Qin didn't like to be too close to people, so why not.
Wei Lian couldn't make King Qin wait for him, so he was very fast. When he came back, Ji Yue had also finished bathing. He just got out of the bath and put on his shirt, his black hair was scattered, his face was dripping with water droplets and slipped into the neckline, revealing silk laziness, bright and coquettish.
When Wei Lian saw it, he felt that the King of Qin himself could afford the words "male sex and harm the country".
Ji Yue raised his head: "Come here."
Wei Lian walked over obediently.
"Wait a little longer."
Wei Lian nodded and didn't ask what he was waiting for.
He knew in his heart that it would take some time to do that in the pool.
Wei Lian lowered his head and counted the time. When the time was almost up, Ji Yue suddenly hugged him horizontally and whispered in his ear, "Do you know how to act later?"
Wei Lian's ears reddened by the steaming heat of the soup pool, he hooked the neck of the King of Qin and buried himself in his arms and said softly, "I understand."
When the gate of Tangquan Palace opened, the palace guards outside saw such a scene.
Their king held the weak young man and looked straight ahead with a calm expression.
The young man buried his face in Wang's arms, unable to see his face, but a faint flush appeared from his neck to the base of his ears.
Obviously nothing was revealed, but the scene was charming and colorful, which attracted everyone's reverie.
Your Majesty has just stayed inside with the Servant for so long...
Looking at it like this, this mandarin duck bath is probably fragrant enough that the Servant of the Guard can't even walk, so he needs to be carried out by His Majesty.
One of the palace maids was even more red-faced.
Her name was Zhuyu, and she was the one who closed the door at the end of the imperial study.
Your Majesty was fortunate enough to be the Servant of the Guard in the imperial study, and now it is again fortunate in the pond...
So exciting, she must share this news with the little sisters in the palace!