After he was drunk that day, did he really do nothing
Wei Lian pondered this question for a few days, and finally it was classified as an unsolved mystery and thrown into a corner to become ashes.
He could sense that since that day, King Qin's attitude towards him had changed slightly.
Become... softer.
Really just a little bit.
It is limited to not being punished and frightening at every turn, and not letting him suffer from flesh and blood. As for King Qin's mouth, he wouldn't forgive anyone, and those who should be ridiculed had to be ridiculed, although every time he would be speechless under Wei Lian's four or two thousand-pound counterattacks.
He hadn't even mentioned the antidote to that poison once, and he was still under control.
The only thing that is fortunate is that after a period of mental depression, the King of Qin was stimulated for some reason and no longer kept him in the Hall of Mental Cultivation.
King Qin also allocated Zhongling Palace to him, and the chance to meet him was greatly reduced after that, which gave Wei Lian a little more freedom.
Without having to play in front of King Qin day and night, he can finally relax.
The two were tacitly aware of the move to the palace. Wei Lian used to live in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, and it was a play he co-starred with the King of Qin, to create the illusion of favor to outsiders. Now that the draft has been postponed, he doesn't need to sleep with King Qin Ye Ye.
He was a man, and he was favored for a while in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, but it was indecent to keep it all the time. What's more, he and the King of Qin were not really in love, so if the matter is resolved, they can naturally retire.
Even if he moves out of the Hall of Mental Cultivation, others will not think that he has fallen out of favor. In the previous dynasty, Zhongling Palace was the residence of the four concubines. In terms of the harem, it was second only to the Jiaofang Palace where the queen lived. It had a luxurious layout and was the closest to the Hall of Mental Cultivation.
Granting the Zhongling Palace will only make Wei Lianrong more prosperous.
Wei Lian is very satisfied with this arrangement.
Longevity and Longevity are also satisfied with this arrangement.
God knows how uncomfortable they are in the Hall of Mental Cultivation. From the time the son was favored until now, they have all held the mentality of "the son is enduring humiliation and bearing the burden". The agreement between Wei Lian and the King of Qin was not an outsider. The two followers always thought that he was really committed to others. Every time they looked at him, they looked at him with sympathy mixed with forbearance, and sympathy with compassion... The pimples popped up, thinking that he was some kind of chivalrous man who tried his hardest and looked at death as if he were at home.
When Wei Lian moved out of the Hall of Mental Cultivation, the two of them were the happiest.
"Great! Young Master, you don't have to face that King Qin all day!" Changshou couldn't hide his thoughts, his face was full of joy, and he wanted to go out and set off firecrackers to celebrate.
"Speak up." Wei Lian tapped Changshou's head with his fan, "Be careful that the partition has ears."
Changshou quickly covered his mouth and nodded to show he knew.
But the mouth still grinned to the back of the ear, and the happiness in the eyes almost overflowed.
Wei Lian joked: "Congratulations on my housewarming, I'm even happier than the Chinese New Year?"
"Slave is to congratulate you on your housewarming, that's to congratulate you on getting out of the sea of misery!" Changshou forgot Wei Lian's advice in a blink of an eye, and his brows danced with excitement, "You have to deal with the moody King Qin every day, how much trouble you are! In front of him, it's a great atmosphere. Don't dare to take a breath, don't dare to say more, so you dare to stand in front of King Qin..."
"Longevity!" Changsheng warned, "Although there are only the three of you here, you and I, you must not get carried away. The only way you can be safe is by acting cautiously, but don't let anything go wrong with you."
Longevity knows that he has lost his words, and he is silent.
"Moody?" Wei Lian felt a little strange when he heard the evaluation of King Qin from other people's mouths again.
He briefly recalled the face-changing routine of the young king, and he was probably angry with him.
Wei Lian chuckled lightly: "It's cute."
After a long stay, the chin almost did not close.
Cocoa cute? ?
Don't be arrogant, son! That is the King of Qin! ! !
Describing King Qin as cute is more terrifying than a ferocious mastiff named A Meng.
Changsheng, who just warned Changshou not to get carried away: "… "
His face hurts.
His son is the most unscrupulous one.
Wei Lian pushed open the window, and there was still snow outside the window. The nine palace towers are all covered in ice and snow, as small as smoke and picturesque.
He saw in the distance that the palace servant was putting up a ladder and hanging a red lantern under the eaves.
Changsheng said softly, "Young Master, it's almost New Year's Eve."
The end of December has passed, and the New Year is approaching, and the palace has begun to be busy these days, with lanterns and colors, and the heat is in full swing.
Very lively New Year's Eve.
They have been in Qin for more than a month. After New Year's Eve, it is New Year's Eve, and then it is Shangyuan Festival. After the flower court, it is Shangsi again, and spring is coming.
Spring, summer, autumn and winter, seasons change, time flies so fast.
Those who are in it also feel very slow, and it is so slow to live a year that they need to get through it bit by bit.
In previous years in Chu State, the three of them celebrated the New Year together. Concubine Yan will be with her own son Wei Yan. That ninth brother didn't like his seventh brother, and felt that he was occupying the magpie's nest and occupying the mother's love, so Wei Lian naturally wouldn't come up to disturb others' mother-son affection.
Wei Lian is not close to all his brothers and sisters. When he was a child, he had a very good relationship with Princess Xiang, and they once said goodbye to the old and ushered in the new together. Wei Xiang ranked second among the daughters of the King of Chu. His biological mother was unloved, and his status in the palace was equally humble. She probably felt that she and Wei Lian had the same disease and took pity on each other, and took care of him a lot when she was a child. Later, Wei Lian was regarded as the heir of Concubine Yan, and Wei Xiang felt that his status was very different and did not dare to approach.
Wei Lian treats her as usual, but eventually drifts away. Wei Lian couldn't, and secretly protected their mother and daughter from the intrusion of the harem, still nodding on the face.
Later, when Wei Xiang grew up, when he saw this peerless seven-king brother, he only bowed his head and passed by, no longer intimacy as a child.
Wei Lian understood that if he wanted to fight for something, he would always lose something.
For a person without a home, the Chinese New Year has no meaning except to mean that he is one year older.
"When we first came here at the beginning of the month, there was not even a pot of charcoal fire in the Green Bamboo Pavilion, and the slave said that it would be warm until spring." Changshou sighed, "I didn't expect to live in such a magnificent house by the end of the month. ability."
Wei Lian smiled and didn't mind making fun of himself: "Isra's ability to serve people?"
Changshou panicked: "The slave has lost his words again!"
"Okay. King Qin and I are not..." Wei Lian laughed and was about to explain to his two confidants that he and King Qin were not as cruel to their hearts and kidneys as they were.
Wei Lian stopped talking.
He turned around and saw Li Fu followed by two little eunuchs walking in together.
"Why is your father-in-law here?" Wei Lian asked.
Li Fuquan's attitude towards Wei Lian is now much more respectful than before. After all, King Qin's doting on Wei Lian is obvious to all.
He didn't dare to take Qiao in front of Wei Lian, and said with a smile, "I have seen Mr. Wei. Tomorrow night is New Year's Eve. Your Majesty has an order for you to go to the Hall of Mental Cultivation to have a reunion dinner together."
Wei Lian nodded: "I see."
Li Fuquan smiled, stepped forward and lowered his voice: "Your Majesty only dine alone in the past years, it was too deserted. Your Majesty treats your son differently, this time it is a slave who proposed to your majesty to let your son accompany him, and I hope you can coax your majesty. Be happy."
Wei Lian's expression didn't change: "Thank you father-in-law. Wei Lian took note of this kindness."
Li Fuquan is selling him a favor.
In the palace, all the people who can stand out are the elites, and you can see who is worth making friends with and who is not worth worrying about. Half a month ago, he threw an olive branch to Li Fuquan, and half a month later, it was Li Fuquan who took the initiative to show his goodwill, hoping to clear up the past.
Multiple friends, multiple paths, why not do it
It was night, and Ji Yue was lying on the couch alone, with the empty space around him, and he was not used to it.
He stared at the top of the bed, dazed.
Only he knew that he moved Wei Lian to the palace, not just because the limelight of the draft had passed.
There are two other reasons.
One of the reasons is... After self-defense and drunkenness, Ji Yue often dreamed of the scene that night - the young man did something wrong on him, and then put his slender fingers in his mouth...
The dream is too colorful, and the body reacts uncontrollably.
Every time he wakes up from the discomfort of his body, and sees the young man who is sleeping peacefully and having a meal next to him, Ji Yue almost wants to cover up without hesitation, and punish the culprit for his sleepless nights to crying and begging for mercy.
Again restrained by reason.
To make matters worse, Wei Lian was sleeping beside him, and he didn't even dare to relieve himself.
At that time, they looked at each other, thinking about the embarrassment that can be recorded in history.
Ji Yue refused to imagine this picture.
He chose to endure.
Endured for a few days, lack of sleep, dark eyes, and a faint look of tiredness on his face.
Li Fuquan also reminded him politely: "... Your Majesty should be more restrained, and indulge in self-injury. It is not good for Mr. Wei's health."
Ji Yue: "... Gu know."
Lonely without indulgence! Solitary is abstinence!
Wei Lian's health is good, he slept so soundly!
Ji Yue finally understood that he let Wei Lian Tangquan escape three times that day, what kind of punishment was he
He should provoke people to the point of lust and not allow them to be released. That is the most cruel torture.
Too bad it was too late.
Before Wei Lian could feel it, he realized it first.
In the end, Ji Yue couldn't bear it anymore and drove Wei Lian to Zhongling Palace.
And finally had a good time.
As for the second reason.
Ji Yue regained his senses and lowered his eyes.
After Wei Lian moved out, he often lost his mind just like before.
Ji Yue felt that Wei Lian was different. There are so many attractive things about Wei Lian, as long as he is willing, he can attract everyone in the world to love him.
But I can't love him alone.
Lonely is the king, Lonely loves the world, loves the people of Liming, but cannot love a single person.
The love of the king, the rain and the dew are all soaked, and the bliss is covered by the common people. There can be no weakness, no uniqueness.
Since ancient times, whenever emperors know love, the end is always not very good.
Ji Yue is a very good king, of course he understands the truth and how to avoid it.
It is the most correct choice to cut off the feelings when there is just such a sign.
He has a good impression of Wei Lian, gets along with each other day and night, has similar interests, and it is normal for him to have a good feeling in his heart.
Just cut it off in time.
Staying away from Wei Lian and reducing the chance to meet Wei Lian, the warm blood will soon cool down.
... But he is always in a daze these days.
Seeing the chair Wei Lian used to sit on, the bed he slept on, the scroll he turned over, and the tea cup he held in his hands could make him ecstatic.
In the evening, what Li Fuquan said to him, Ji Yue didn't hear it clearly, and just said hello at will.
Even the imperial study room was absent-minded when reviewing the memorials, because the square inkstone he used was honed by Wei Lian.
In frustration, he ordered someone to change Fang Yantai, but the result was that he couldn't concentrate even more.
... He disliked that the inkstone was not touched by Wei Lian, and the ink that was ground out was untouchable.
Wei Lian was not in front of him, and Wei Lian was everywhere.
Wei Xiaolian, who is full of brains, is really annoying.
When Ji Yue dropped his pen, he thought angrily, Wei Lian is really a blue-faced disaster.
Gu has not fallen in love with him, he has been able to deceive the king's heart.
The author has something to say: The timeline in the text is always calculated according to the lunar calendar √