Wei Lian was silent.
The man was lying on the bed, and the pot came from the sky.
Although Imperial Physician Wang's move was kind of a disservice, it was for his sake, and it was not very kind to confess.
I wonder if the King of Qin would believe him when he said, "This jade fell from the sky himself."
Ji Yue was also silent.
He needs to calm down.
Naturally, he was not Liuxia Hui, who was sitting still. In order not to offend Wei Lian, he deliberately moved people to Zhongling Palace, and he endured sleepless nights.
As a result, he was not allowed to vent, and Wei Lian was not satisfied either.
Simply overkill.
"If Wei Lang needs something." Ji Yue narrowed his eyes and said slowly, "You can just find an orphan, why use this thing?"
Wei Lian was slightly surprised.
Looking for King Qin
What does King Qin mean
Do you still want to fake it
Wei Lian said softly, "This minister has been wronged..."
He was so wronged.
"Wronged?" Ji Yue glanced at the exquisitely carved wooden box, with "This evidence is obvious" written in his eyes.
Wei Lian paused and suddenly asked, "Can I really find you?"
Ji Yue: "!!!"
Wei Lian's expression relaxed, he looked lazily at the head of the bed, smiled and said, "My minister is lying down, you can come."
Ji Yue was shocked: "You—"
"Hurry up." Wei Lian urged, "I can't wait any longer."
"Wei Lian, calm down."
"I can't calm down." Wei Lian said in a frivolous tone, "The deep palace is really lonely, I want to go to Wushan with you and have fun."
Ji Yue: "..."
Ji Yue left a sentence to recuperate and fled.
He tripped over the threshold as he walked out of the palace.
In terms of skin thickness, ten Ji Yue are not as good as one Wei Lian.
Wei Lian laughed as he looked at Cang Pan's back, who had left Ji Yue in a hurry.
Add a dash of splendor to that fairy-like jade color.
After a long time, he said to himself, "Ji Yue, you are much more interesting than them."
Wei Lian thought that with the thin skin of the King of Qin, he would probably avoid him for a long time after he escaped at noon. I never thought that King Qin had made great progress. He just fled in the morning and came again in the evening.
It came very suddenly, and no one was called to give advance notice.
At that time, Wei Lian was sitting on the toffee chair drinking white plum tea. When King Qin entered the hall, he didn't stand up to salute, so he took a sip before saying, "Why is Your Majesty here again?"
Ji Yue's first sentence was: "I wish you luck."
"Pfft—" Wei Lian choked with a sip of water in his throat.
He coughed a few times and wiped the water stains from his lips with a handkerchief.
Ji Yue frowned when he saw him coughing: "What tea and medicine to drink?"
Wei Lian made a move.
… The medicine was poured into the flowerpot by him.
Wei Lian really didn't like drinking bitter medicine. The cold is not a serious illness, his physical fitness is not bad, this illness is also the result of his indulgence.
As long as he rests for two days, he will naturally be fine, and there is no need to drink medicine.
As soon as Ji Yue saw his hesitation, he knew that the medicine had not entered his stomach properly.
The last time Wei Lian was ill, he coaxed people to drink a bowl of medicine by coercion, let alone expect Wei Lian to be conscious.
"Go and fry another bowl of medicine." Ji Yue ordered, "You all go down too."
The palace people of Zhongling Palace were blessed and quietly withdrew.
Changsheng and Changshou also had to step back, and the two walked with heavy steps. Changsheng clenched his fist forbearance, and Changshou wet his eyes.
They didn't miss the King Qin's phrase "I wish you luck".
The son is about to be bullied by the King of Qin again.
Wei Lian didn't want to know what kind of mess the two followers made up their minds.
He looked helpless: "Your Majesty, I don't want to drink medicine."
Ji Yue asked, "Do you still want to be cured?"
Wei Lian shook his head: "I don't want to."
Ji Yue raised her eyebrows: "Then do you still want to leave the palace?"
Wei Lian nodded: "I want to."
"Then drink the medicine obediently."
Wei Lian struggled for a moment and said, "It will be fine without medicine."
"I won't take you out of the palace without taking the medicine."
"..." Wei Lian, "Humph."
The youthful look is quite cute. Ji Yue couldn't help laughing: "How old are you, you're still afraid of taking medicine. Are you ashamed of you?"
Wei Lian was gloomy: "I have taken the medicine, can I stay outside the palace for a little longer? It's better to spend the night or something?" His tone was suddenly cheered.
"Dare to bargain with Gu." Ji Yue pinched his cheek, "Don't even think about it."
Wei Lian couldn't believe it: "You pinched my face?!"
He even forgot his title now.
From, come, no, there, man, this, what, yes, him.
Ji Yue's eyes narrowed, and he pinched the young man's face with both hands: "No rules, I just pinched, what's the matter?"
Wei Liansheng was thin, but his face was lustrous and soft, and it felt good to hold.
Ji Yue was just teasing at random, but he became addicted to playing it. He wanted to rub the young man's face around, rubbing it round and flat: "Wei Xiaolian, you are all alone. Not to mention a face."
Wei Lian's eyes were burning.
This dog emperor is dying again!
Fortunately, the palace servant came in with the medicine at this time and rescued Wei Lian.
He also rescued Ji Yue who was only a ray away from death.
"Your Majesty, the medicine is here."
"Put it down." Ji Yue immediately withdrew his hand and kept his noble and dignified king in front of outsiders, "You go out."
"promise."
Ji Yue tried the temperature of the test medicine, scooped up a spoonful, and blew on his mouth.
"Drink." He handed the spoon to Wei Lian's mouth.
The king personally fed the medicine, and the treatment this time was much more advanced than the last time.
Unfortunately, Wei Lian did not appreciate it.
His face was full of reluctance, and he pressed his lips tightly, as if he were going to be tortured.
Ji Yue emphasized: "The Lantern Festival."
The rose-colored lips struggled to open a slit.
Ji Yue took the opportunity to feed the spoon into his mouth.
Wei Lian lowered his eyes, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and his Adam's apple rolled.
Looking very aggrieved.
Ji Yue couldn't help but said: "You even ate the lonely things so well that day, why can't you swallow a bowl of medicine?"
His voice was suddenly low: "Is lonely things better than medicine?"
Wei Lian was startled.
what your stuff
your what?
What has he eaten? ?
Countless question marks flashed through Wei Lian's mind in an instant.
He found that his extremely smart head could not understand the profound words of King Qin.
Wei Lian remained calm: "I don't understand."
Ji Yue said slowly: "Of course you don't understand."
Wei Lian: "?"
When he has money, he must buy a King Qin who can speak clearly.
Ji Yue just looked at him meaningfully: "Don't get drunk in the future."
drunk
Wei Lian grasped the key words.
The only time he was drunk was a day and a night that he had no memory of.
King Qin said that he slept until he woke up and was very peaceful.
You must have lied to him, right
What the hell did he do
I swallowed what the King of Qin had...
Wei Lian's eyes widened in disbelief.
Could he be a mouth attendant for the King of Qin—
That's why King Qin's attitude towards him in the following days was so strange, always a little embarrassed, and a little gentle.
impossible.
This is impossible.
Wei Lian's heart was numb, and he didn't even care about the bitter taste of the medicine.
Ji Yue didn't know that the young man in front of him looked unstained, and he had already thought of something more charming than what happened in reality.
He seized the opportunity to start feeding medicine.
Spoon by spoon, the young man lost his mind and drank quietly and well-behaved.
Ji Yue was very satisfied.
He put down the medicine bowl that he had seen to the bottom, and suddenly remembered something, gradually restrained his expression, and became expressionless.
He said sternly: "Serve the lonely bed."
Wei Lian raised his head blankly: "Huh?"
Ji Yue looked at him: "Isn't it lonely in the deep palace, do you want to go to Wushan with the solitary?"
"Lonely."
When he said this, his face was calm and his voice was calm.
As if to say something unusual.
Wei Lian was surprised.
I haven't seen you for a long time, why did King Qin suddenly become so shameless in his practice
Is this still the innocent and lovely king of Qin who is blushing at every turn
Wei Lian said bluntly, "Did you take the wrong medicine?"
Ji Yue twitched the corners of his mouth, almost breaking his feat.
He escaped from the Zhongling Palace in embarrassment today, and realized one thing.
He humiliated in front of Wei Lian again and again.
Disgraceful and lost.
Wei Lian is like his nemesis. No matter what he says or does, Wei Lian can deal with it calmly and comfortably, and he will always be the one who loses.
This failure has no reason and is beyond control.
Ji Yue doesn't like feeling uncontrollable.
He rummaged through the military history and state policy, but couldn't find the answer he wanted.
Obviously, if he had any doubts in the past, he could solve it by flipping through these books.
This time it didn't work at all.
Until he opened a book of Fengyuehuan.
There is a passage in the book of words, which is written in the classical Chinese language, which Ji Yueda read out.
If you are a lion, but you are willing to put away your claws in front of a person, and let him pull your lion's hair to make a fortune, you are so angry that you jump your feet but still refuse to show your sharp teeth—
Then you must be very concerned about him.
Ji Yue was like a dick, and immediately read the book carefully over and over. The whole afternoon was spent like this in the imperial study.
He was concerned about Wei Lian.
He was indeed a little interested in Wei Lian... or very interested.
But this interest should not affect his sanity.
Ji Yue has never acted unwisely, but now he has encountered such a nemesis, and he can often be so angry that he loses his mind after a few words.
He was reluctant to kill it.
For a king who shouldn't have any weaknesses, this is really a terrible thing.
Ji Yue began to consciously curb his feelings, condensing his attention to Wei Lian within a controllable range.
Love and wisdom are the most conflicting things in the world. Reason clamored for restraint, but feelings spread like weeds.
At sunset, Ji Yue closed the book and finally made a decision.
He wanted Wei Lian.
The book says that what you can't get is what you want most.
Maybe Gu is obsessed with him now, just because he hasn't got him yet. Once Gu gets him, he will quickly lose interest. Ji Yue thought so.
Human nature is like this, when you can't get it, you're thinking and worrying about it, and when you get it, it always feels dull and boring.
As long as there is a lack of interest, sanity can be brought back into the cage, and feelings do not become uncontrollable.
This idea is equivalent to getting a person's body and then abandoning him.
But for a king, it is the most rational and correct decision.
Who would say a king scumbag? Even if they are three thousand beauties in the harem, it is only right and proper, and they have never had true feelings.
Ji Yue is an excellent king.
Always.
Ji Yue's plan tonight is very simple.
Fortunately, Wei Lian, and then when his interest in Wei Lian fades, he will keep the person in the harem, and the right to raise an idler.
He will pet him, but never love him.
What a ruthless approach.
It's just that he has been mentally preparing for a long time, and even practiced his rhetoric for an afternoon. As soon as he stepped into the Zhongling Palace and heard Wei Lian cough, he forgot everything.
It was not until the supervisor finished drinking the medicine that Ji Yue finally remembered why he came tonight.
- Isn't it lonely in the deep palace, do you want to go to Wushan with the loneliness
- Lonely.
Wei Lian's expression remained the same: "Your Majesty, this minister is joking."
Ji Yue said in a deep voice, "I'm not joking."
Wei Lian paused, and saw a trace of seriousness in King Qin's eyes.
King Qin really wanted him.
He smiled slightly: "Does Your Majesty still remember the agreement with the minister?"
They are just acting.
Ji Yue sneered: "Gu Nai King Qin, you are only a proton, do you really think the contract between you and me can be equal?"
Not that he had the final say.
The King of Qin just wanted Wei Lian, but what could Wei Lian do to him
"It was just to play with you at first." Ji Yue lowered his eyes, hesitating for a while in his throat, he said, "I'm tired of playing alone."
The warm atmosphere just now dropped to freezing point in an instant.
Wei Lian stared at him without saying a word.
Very quiet eyes.
It seems that all thoughts are hidden under these clear eyes.
After a long time, Wei Lian laughed briefly.
The dog emperor wants to draw a line with him.
Wei Lian is such a smart person, who can understand people's hearts with just one look, how can he not guess the purpose of King Qin.
The King of Qin was so afraid of being tempted by him that he was unable to extricate himself, and wanted to be clear with him.
But the King of Qin couldn't give up again for a while.
So I wanted him, so that this interest would be lost faster.
King Qin is King Qin after all, smart, cruel, and selfish.
Know how to stop loss in time.
His laughter was very light, with a slight sarcasm.
Wei Lian actually enjoyed watching the fireworks last night.
Although the wind blowing is cold, the heart is warm.
When the fireworks bloom, his heart is also in full bloom.
But how could he forget that fireworks are fleeting and people's hearts can change.
What's more, King Qin's heart is as solid as a rock, how can he be easily moved.
He almost fell into it.
Fortunately, fortunately, he hadn't fallen in yet.
When Ji Yue heard the young man's mocking laugh, he thought he wanted to refuse.
Who knew that the next moment, the young man picked up his belt, and the layers of clothes fell on the ground.
His snow-white skin was piercing his eyes.
Ji Yue subconsciously recognized and opened his eyes: "You..."
Wei Lian raised his eyes indifferently: "Go to the couch."
Ji Yue was shocked.
He never thought that Wei Lian would be so obedient.
Can Wei Lian endure so much
Ji Yue was suddenly a little annoyed.
Wei Lian didn't care about anything.
I don't even care about my body.
What did he go through to become like this, to become so... invincible.
No, Wei Lian still responded.
The moment the young man took off his clothes, Ji Yue seemed to see that the softness surrounding the young man these days was gone.
Re-coated with a thick, icy crust.
Ji Yue's eyes flashed, but this time he didn't flinch.
He forced himself to calm down and said, "Yeah."
Hibiscus tent, Manhua incense.
The young man was lying on the couch, his blue silk was messy, revealing a snow-white neck, and his arms supported a jade pillow.
He frowned, bit his lips lightly, his delicate face seemed to be dyed with a layer of rouge, and he said nothing.
Quiet from start to finish.
It was only when Ji Yue pulled out his slender fingers and was ready to go, he whispered.
"His Majesty."
Ji Yue froze.
Is he going to stop? Ji Yue thought.
... In fact, he can't do it a little bit.
It's not comfortable at all.
"...I'm afraid of pain." After a long while, Wei Lian just lowered his eyes and said this in a soft voice.
The young man lowered his long crow-blue eyelashes, and his whole person showed a trembling vulnerability.
"I hope you have pity."
Ji Yue's eyes fell on the young man in a complicated way.
The young man's waist is soft, his skin is better than snow, and his hair is like a waterfall. His eyes rolled down, his beautiful appearance was even more beautiful when he was emotional.
But this was not the Wei Lian he was familiar with.
The people he admired were not like that.
Wei Lian should be the publicity of "the minister never admits defeat", the arrogance of "the world is amazing and talented, the minister is one of them", and the arrogance of "what are you afraid of".
He doesn't say "I have mercy on you".
Ji Yue looked at the young man's tense back, and it was Wei Lian's silent resistance.
The youth showed resistance all over his body.
He doesn't want to.
After Wei Lian waited for a long time, the person on him suddenly backed away.
He opened his eyes with doubts in his eyes: "Your Majesty?"
"It's hard to be alone or not." Ji Yue took a deep breath and hurried down to the bed, picking up his clothes one by one and putting them on.
He got up and buttoned his collar, his voice was low: "Wei Lian, I'll wait for the day when you are willing."
He paused and added.
"…I'm sorry about tonight."
Wei Lian was surprised.
The arrogant king would actually say sorry.
That night, Ji Yue ran away again.
In one day, the same pit was planted twice.
Wei Lian sat on the bed, looked at the direction Ji Yue was leaving, and was stunned for a while.
He retracted his gaze and murmured softly, "Ji Yue, now..."
He suddenly covered his eyes and laughed softly.
"I seem to really like you a little bit."