An Empire as a Betrothal Gift

Chapter 63: Home book

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Ji Yue immediately raised his body when he heard the words, and his eyes were full of brilliance: "Really?"

Li Fuquan replied: "It is absolutely true."

Ji Yue still couldn't believe it, and asked again, "Have you ever lied to an orphan?"

Li Fuquan: "How dare a slave deceive you."

Ji Yue lowered his eyes and looked at the glass lamp on the table, suddenly pulled the corner of his mouth, and suddenly got up and entered the back room.

He dug out the five-clawed golden dragon auspicious cloud black robe that he wore most often in the past, and looked carefully. Sure enough, he saw that the golden thread on the scales of the dragon was brand new, which was incompatible with the other dull colors that were worn out, but the stitches were fine and perfectly integrated. Among them, it seems that it was born on the body.

He carefully took the robe into his arms, and the water in his intoxicating eyes was slightly rippling.

Even the moonlight outside the window is not as gentle as that.

One wave has not settled, and another has risen. The death of Princess Chonghua from poisoning caused people to panic. As soon as the assassination incident broke out, the atmosphere in the palace was so cold that it could freeze.

Ji Yue knew exactly what the so-called assassin was all about, but of course he couldn't admit that it was an exit that he directed and acted.

So poor Chen Guo once again took the blame.

The one-layer pot is also the back, the two-layer pot is also the back, and the left and right are both capital crimes, and the difference is not big.

It's just that Huyan Kemu really has no eyesight, provocation to death, and I'm sorry for his hard work these days if he doesn't use him to operate.

So the envoys of various countries got the news: the identity of the assassin has been found out, and it was done by Chen Guoren who tried to rob the prison.

As soon as this notice came out, Chen Guo was sure to die. Ji Yue very politely asked the envoys to go back to their homes to find their mothers, and then sent a letter of war to Chen Guo, ordering Xie Chen to lead the attack from now on.

Even though some envoys from various countries felt that there was a lot of strangeness in this matter, the King of Qin had issued an "expulsion order", and they had no reason to stay any longer, so they could only set off on their own and return home.

Changshou was extremely relieved when he heard the news: "They should be beaten to the point of not leaving their armor! Chen Guo is so abhorrent, he actually hurt the son like this."

Wei Lian leaned on the bed lazily, and was forced to be bedridden for several days. Hearing Changshou's resentful words at this moment, he only stretched out his index finger and thumb, and made a gesture in the air: "Have you seen this pot? It's a big mouthful, big and black."

Changshou was stunned: "The slave didn't see anything?"

Wei Lian glanced at him, hating that iron is not steel.

Changshou patted his head: "I understand! Young master, do you want to eat? The slave will instruct the imperial kitchen to prepare it, to ensure that the pot is big enough and the rice is fragrant enough!"

"..." Wei Lian waved his hand, "Go away, I don't have a stupid entourage like you."

You know what to eat and eat.

Longevity grievances.

what happened to him.

"All the envoys are gone?" Wei Lian asked.

Changshou replied: "The country of Yan was the first to leave, and he supported Princess Zhonghua's coffin to go back. The country of Lu and the country of Liang also left yesterday, and we are left with the country of Chu and Xia, and we will leave today."

Of course, there is also Chen Guo, who is imprisoned and unable to return.

Wei Lian pondered for a moment: "Help me up."

Changshou turned pale in shock: "No way, son! Your injury is still not healed, and the imperial doctor said that you can't get out of bed and walk around for a few days!"

"I've been in bed for three days." Wei Lian sighed, "Isn't it enough to go out to soak up the sun?"

The injury on his leg was not serious, it was just a skin injury. The only thing that was really scary was his left arm, which did not affect his movement.

On the contrary, Ji Yue has been running to him every day these days, and every time he looks at his wound, his eyes are complicated and he will stop talking.

"Go and prepare pen and ink." Wei Lian instructed again, "I will write a letter to my sister."

What Changshou wanted to say, he finally compromised: "No."

It is impossible to simply go out in the sun.

For a lazy person like Wei Lian, it must have a purpose to let him go out with his injuries.

Walking and walking, we arrived at the Floating Cloud Pavilion.

Two days ago, after Ji Yue "identified the murderer", he politely asked the envoys from various countries to leave, telling them not to stay and cause trouble. Yanliang returned to China yesterday. It is said that Wei Yan's injuries were not healed, and he couldn't bear the fatigue of traveling.

Of course Wei Lian didn't come here to care about his brother, he came to look for his brother-in-law.

Qiao Hongfei was startled when he saw Wei Lian, and quickly welcomed people in and invited them to be seated.

"Why did the son come out?" Qiao Hongfei looked worriedly at Wei Lian's bandaged arm under his sleeve.

He actually had a lot of questions. For example, the young master is so skilled, how could he be injured like this by an assassin, but he had no choice but to hold down for fear that the wall would have ears.

"Master Taiwei is going to leave today. I wrote a letter to my family, and I have Master Taiwei Lao to pass it on to my sister." Wei Lian handed the two written letters to Qiao Hongfei, lowering his voice, "There are many secrets in the letter, don't let me know. for others to see."

Qiao Hongfei paused, and continued to take the envelope calmly: "It's a matter of the minister. Don't worry, son."

"Then I won't disturb the Grand Lieutenant." Wei Lian nodded, got up and was about to leave.

Qiao Hongfei stopped when he sent Wei Lian to the door.

He returned to the house and opened two letters, one was a letter to Wei Xiang, the other was...

A letter to the former General Huguo, who had been wrongly murdered in Chu.

Qiao Hongfei's eyes changed, and he quickly scanned the contents of the paper, put the two letters away again, and pretended that nothing happened.

Wei Lian walked out of the Floating Cloud Pavilion, and before taking a few steps, he met a young man halfway.

That man was fair-skinned, handsome and handsome, and a good-looking man. Although he was not as beautiful as Wei Lianqing, and he was not as beautiful as Ji Yue, it was very comfortable to look at.

Seeing Wei Lian, the man nodded slightly, and then walked away.

Wei Lian just glanced at it and continued to walk forward without caring.

Changshou said on the side, "That's Prince Heng of Xia Kingdom."

Wei Lian didn't change his face: "I know."

He knows far more than Longevity.

The Palace of Qin said that it was not big or not, but it said that it was not small. When he met Ji Yue in the middle of the road, Wei Lian felt that the palace was really small.

Seeing that his face was dark, Ji Yue stepped forward and gritted his teeth: "Don't stay in the palace to recuperate, why come out and run around?"

Wei Lian said, "People are boring."

Ji Yue was shocked: "You speak normally." This is not the Wei Lian he knew!

Wei Lianyou complained: "After lying in the room for three days, people are going crazy. If they don't come out, the minister will be even more abnormal."

The palace servants who followed behind covered their mouths and snickered.

Ji Yue went to hug Wei Lian with a cold face.

Wei Lian hurriedly avoided: "Your arm is not healed yet, don't throw me."

Ji Yue paused, knowing that Wei Lian was worried about his injury.

But why don't you talk about your concern so badly!

Ji Yue took Wei Lian with the other hand: "Go back with Gu."

Wei Lian was dragged away obediently by him.

As soon as he arrived at the Hall of Mental Cultivation, Ji Yue waved off the palace servants, and Wei Lian broke free from Ji Yue's hand and wiped his fingers clean with a handkerchief.

Ji Yue frowned: "You still dare to dislike loneliness?"

Wei Lian glanced at him: "If I remember correctly, you haven't changed your clothes for three days?"

Ji Yue: "..."

"Although you are injured, you still need to wipe your body and change your clothes. I know you like this one, but you can't do it." Wei Lian said contemptuously, "I'm very disappointed by you, I'll tell you what I'm doing. But if you are obsessed with cleanliness, we can't live like this anymore..."

Ji Yue said word by word: "That, yes, because, for, this, clothes, clothes, yes, you, sewing, it."

Otherwise, would he wear one piece of clothing for three days! Like a baby.

He is the King of Qin, and no one will say anything if he changes thirty pieces a day. Who is he for!

In the end, it will be despised.

Ji Xiaoyue was aggrieved.

Wei Lian's words stopped abruptly.

He looked at Ji Yue carefully, and finally remembered that this five-clawed golden dragon Xiangyun Xuan robe seemed to be filled with a hole by him.

"Pfft—" Wei Lian smiled.

Ji Yue's face turned darker: "What are you laughing at?"

Is he shameless

So humiliating.

Wei Lian fell on the chair with laughter. If it wasn't for the injury on his hand, he might have pounded the table.

Ji Yue's expression was gone.

"Poor Ji Xiaoyue." Wei Lian tried his best to stop laughing, but he couldn't hold back, leaning on the table and twitching his shoulders.

Ji Yue warned: "Lonely angry!"

Lonely super angry!

"Don't be angry, don't be angry." Wei Lian came up to coax him, put his chin on his shoulder, and said with a smile, "When my hands are ready, I'll make a complete piece for you."

How could there be such a lovely person in the world without changing clothes for three days in a row for a patch he made with his own hands.

Ji Yue said angrily, "I want two."

"it is good."

Ji Yue moved further: "I also need a pair of shoes."

"Row."

Ji Yue's eyebrows moved: "I still need a purse."

"Can."

Ji Yue's eyes lit up: "I still need-"

"Get out if you want." He didn't have the patience to do needlework every day.

Ji Yue: "... oh."

He looked back at Wei Lian: "Why are you even a female celebrity?"

He thought that the greatest treasure in the palace was the female official Tongshi.

It was only now that he discovered that the greatest treasure was beside him.

Wei Lian can't do anything.

Except for cooking.

Ji Yue was deeply impressed by the charcoal-grilled black fish that was burned so hard.

"Ah, that was an accident."

Wei Lian learned about being a girl red, it was a surprise.

Female red is something that only girls need to learn, and he has no chance to be infected.

Only one time when he was practicing acupuncture in the house, Wei Yan broke into his room and was stabbed by a silver needle. Concubine Yan asked him why there were silver needles in the house and wanted to confiscate them. Wei Lian replied that it was an embroidery needle, and he was going to make a dress for his father as a birthday gift.

Since it was celebrating the birthday of the King of Chu, of course Concubine Yan couldn't say anything else.

In order not to expose the lie, Wei Lian could only go to the embroidery workshop in the palace for a day, and after returning, he learned the skills of female red.

Ji Yue was convinced after listening.

He felt that only Wei Lian did not want to learn in the world, and there was no Wei Lian who could not learn.

Except for cooking.

Wei Lian stared at him: "I envy you sometimes."

The corner of Ji Yue's lips curled: "What is the envy of solitary?"

"I envy you for having such a powerful me."

Ji Yue raised his hand and tapped Wei Lian on the head, turned around and left, his back was cold and ruthless.

Wei Lian chased after a few steps, but before he caught up, he stopped in place and whispered, "...It hurts."

Ji Yue immediately turned back and asked nervously, "Where is it?"

Wei Lian straightened up, tapped Ji Yue on the forehead unceremoniously, and provoked a successful smile: "It hurts here."

Ji Yue's head was buzzing.

And helpless.

Wei Lian, just do it, keep doing it.

Gu is taking a note for the time being, and when your injury is healed, I will ask you to return it at one time on the couch.

Wei Lian still didn't know that he owed a huge debt, so that it would be extremely miserable to pay the debt in the future.

Now that he finished making trouble, he returned to business in an instant. He sat on a chair and drank a sip of tea to moisten his throat. Fang said, "I saw Wen Heng on the road just now."

The next sentence is amazing.

"What are you going to do with the real murderer?"