Almost as soon as Xiao Kezhi heard it, he understood Qi Mu's intention, he couldn't help sneering, and said "I know", then put down the bath towel that he wiped off, picked up the messy clothes on the couch and draped it over his body.
Chu Ning wanted to habitually get up and serve him dressing, but for some reason, he remembered what he stopped him last time, and he couldn't help guessing that he probably didn't like letting others approach, so he just sat on the couch wrapped in a bath towel and didn't move.
The breeze was blowing, and although it was not cold under the influence of Tang Quan, it still made her drenched all over and shivered.
She thought in her heart that Qi Mu would visit the emperor's bedroom without authorization at this time, and the visitor should be bad. Looking at Xiao Kezhi's cold face and dressed slowly, I am afraid that he will not get the slightest benefit, and he may even take the opportunity to take good care of him. Knock it out.
This man is not like the emperor at all, and he will never be pushed around.
She went on to think about her detours and retreats, and she became more and more sure that such a strategy should be correct—he was a strong man, and hated being manipulated and controlled by others. Show weakness to get closer.
"Is Your Majesty leaving?" She hugged the bath towel, trembling slightly in the wind.
Xiao Kezhi's dressing action paused, then turned to look at her condescendingly, raised her chin with one hand, and said in a low voice, "Why, you can't bear to leave?"
She sat on the couch with her head only to his waist, looked up at him like this, and stretched out her arms in his eyes full of suspicion and ridicule, wrapped around his waist, and stuck her whole body on it.
"Of course, Your Majesty is only here with Aning, aren't you happy?"
The beauty's wet and soft body was pressed against her waist and legs, and her already moist clothes were soaked even more.
Xiao Kezhi's body was subconsciously tense, and he watched as the loose towel around her slowly collapsed, revealing a snow-white back.
He couldn't help stretching out his hand to cover the snow skin, feeling the moist and smooth fingertips, slowly raised his head, and closed his eyes repressively.
How can you be unhappy? She was pure and dignified for a while, and charming and coquettish in the blink of an eye. When she was immersed in the pool, she tortured him several times and almost couldn't hold back. She was really happy.
But the more he did, the more powerless and angry he felt that he had lost his dominance.
He always felt that all of this was because of his own deliberate connivance, letting her lead a little bit into the beautiful net she had woven. As long as he was willing, he could easily cut the fragile net with a wave of his knife. .
But when she asked this, he was shocked that he seemed to be a little too addicted. Knowing that she was using him, he couldn't help but indulge while pretending that he was still too awake.
Maybe this gentle village is too happy.
He took a deep breath, opened his indifferent eyes again, lowered his head and pushed her away from his waist, shook the clothes that were stuck in front of him because of the dampness, and said expressionlessly, "In front of me, put away you. I have said that I don't like women who play with their minds."
Chu Ning was pushed by him like this, and his body, which was already sore and sore from exhaustion, couldn't support it at once. He fell down on the couch and let out a low cry, but he was still wondering in his heart. .
When Xiao Kezhi heard the sound, he turned his head to look at her lying on the couch, looking weak and weak, and his calm heart had a familiar sour feeling of being pinched by a hand.
He paused for a moment, then slowly took a step closer, bent over to re-tighten the scattered bath towels, so that she was tightly wrapped, before using his arms, he picked her up and strode into the room.
The room was empty with lamps and incense, but there was no fog outside, which made people sober again.
After he put the person on the couch, he wanted to turn around and leave, but just after he took a step, the corner of his clothes was pulled.
He stopped, turned back with a cold face, and met her Chu Chu eyes.
"What else do you want to do?"
The hand that was clinging to the corner of his clothes slid across his palm quietly and gently hooked one of his little fingers, soft and hot.
He tightened his body, but didn't shake her off.
"Your Majesty has not answered Aning's question yet."
She seemed stubbornly wanting an answer.
He stood there, the veins on his forehead throbbing non-stop, and after a long while, he suddenly turned back to the edge of the couch, peeled her wet from the surrounding bath towel, pressed her firmly, and kissed furiously until she was moving. No, I let go of it while panting, squeezed her chin with one hand, and said in a hoarse voice, "Next time, don't make up your own mind."
After all, as if he didn't want to stay any longer, he left quickly.
Chu Ning was lying on the couch, looking at the place where his back disappeared for a moment, suddenly chuckled softly.
This is his answer - there is a next time, it means yes. As for "self-initiated", she said that she greeted Liu Kang privately, and led him here without telling him first.
But in how to "make up his own mind", he still came obediently.
Looking at it this way, the indifference of the past few days was really just his means.
The door outside was closed, and Cui He, who was sent away by her, came out from the back of the house and brought clean clothes for her.
She put on her clothes and propped herself up, walked to the box beside the corner, found a recipe, and said, "Let this be given to Supervisor Liu."
Cui He naturally knew what this was, and after taking it away, nodded in response, "Hey", and went out again.
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In the Feishhuang Palace, Qi Mu was stopped outside the door and waited for a long time, but he never saw Xiao Kezhi, and he was already furious at this moment.
But Jin Jiang, with five sword-wielding guards, stood in front of the door like a mighty sculpture, staring at him, making him not dare to step forward even half a step.
He has been in the middle of the book for three years, where has he encountered such a situation
The Qianniu Guard was in the hands of the Queen Mother Qi in the past. When he entered and exited the palace, he never encountered any obstacles. Even if he entered the palace of the emperor, he only needed a brief notice. Today, he was ruthlessly stopped. There is no couch or a cup of tea, which is really embarrassing.
Previously, he obeyed the Queen Mother's instructions and took a step back for the time being, so that the young Xinjun could stretch his hands and feet first, and other matters could be discussed later, but now, it seems that the new gentleman is a little complacent!
Just as he was thinking, there was a sound of footsteps behind him.
He looked back and saw Xiao Kezhi sitting on the chariot, walking towards Feishhuang Palace.
"Your Majesty!" When Bu Nian landed outside the gate of the palace, he quickly stepped forward and bowed his hands slightly, wanting to scold the person who had stopped him just now, but before he could say anything, he was frightened by Xiao Kezhi's cold gaze. A jump.
There was no warmth, let alone respect, in those sharp and indifferent eyes, which reminded him of the bloody and bloody events at the previous funeral.
He shivered suddenly, stopped inexplicably, and followed behind into the hall.
The hall was warm and bright, which made him slowly come to his senses, and only then did he realize that Xiao Kezhi was wearing only a loose robe, his hair was still wet, and there seemed to be a red mark on the neckline.
This look, obviously just came out of the soup pool.
But the emperor's royal soup is behind the Feishhuang Palace, why did he come back from outside
Qi Mu couldn't help but glanced at the red mark on his neckline again, feeling a little suspicious.
"What is the reason for Da Xianggong to see me at night?" Xiao Kezhi said coldly while sitting on the couch.
Qi Mu paused for a while, then remembered the purpose of this time, and the anger that was interrupted came out again: "I take the liberty to ask Your Majesty why none of the lists handed by the Ministry of Officials have been accepted?"
Xiao Kezhi raised his eyebrows and seemed to be patiently waiting for him to continue.
Qi Mu also stood up straight and said loudly: "Your Majesty Mingjian, the list of the Ministry of Officials is all the ministers, colleagues from the Zhongshu Province, and the Minister of the Ministry of Personnel after several discussions and repeated screenings, and the best one was selected. A suitable candidate, His Majesty has just ascended the throne, and he has never participated in the administration of the government in the past.
His remarks were almost a direct accusation of the emperor's decision.
Xiao Kezhi took a sip of tea, looked at him blankly, and said coldly: "Since the Grand Chancellor said that the list of officials was selected after several discussions and repeated selections, then you might as well explain to me why the Qi family is among them. In-laws, there are people who have been serving as foreigners for a few years, but have always achieved mediocre political performance, and there are even people who buy officials for their children and grandchildren?"
Others thought that he was ignorant of political affairs, but in fact, from a few years ago, he had secretly made friends with courtiers who had no talent and ambition, but were not valued because of their humble background. Although he could not say that he knew most of the officials in the DPRK, he knew a little bit about them, and he even knew the details of many people secretly.
It was for this reason that he was able to hit the mark before, and without hesitation, he pointed out the unclean people in the hands of Xiao Yu and the Queen Mother Qi.
Qi Mu didn't expect that he would be able to reveal the stains on those people at once, so he couldn't help but be speechless: "Your Majesty—this, there are some reasons for this—"
Xiao Kezhi put the teacup down heavily and made a "tuk" sound, interrupting his voice.
"Is Da Xianggong teaching me how to be the emperor?" He got up from the couch and looked down from a high place. His exceptionally strong figure due to his years of practice in martial arts blocked most of the candlelight and cast a large oppressive shadow on Qi Mu's body. shadow.
Qi Mu pursed his lips and did not speak, the anger in his heart was not quelled in the slightest, but facing such an emperor, he was inexplicably frightened.
"I dare not."
"It's better if you don't dare." Xiao Kezhi said coldly, behind his hands, "Don't forget, Qi Xianggong, the emperor of Great Liang's surname is Xiao, not Qi."
This sentence is meaningful and full of contempt, making Qi Mu unable to help his back.
For the first time, he clearly realized that this new emperor, who had no foundation in the court, was completely different from the former emperor Xiao Lian. What he wanted was not only the dignity and status of the emperor, but also the past few years. In the past few years, all power has been firmly in the hands of the Qi family.
Could it be that their Qi family has to give in blindly, just to appease him temporarily
He was shocked and angry in his heart, but he didn't dare to reveal it, so he could only suppress his thoughts and said, "I have never forgotten it."
The confrontation between the monarch and the minister was exposed by Xiao Kezhi like this.
He watched Qi Mu's back disappear into the night, so he closed the door, turned to the inner room, and changed into a clean shirt. Today's soaking in the prince's soup is enough, but his royal soup here is useless.
After a while, Liu Kang came in from outside and said, "Everyone, the soup for Her Royal Highness has been boiled and sent."
Xiao Kezhi frowned when he heard the words, turned his head and asked, "What kind of soup?"
Liu Kang was stunned for a moment, then raised his head in surprise: "Just now Cuihe sent a prescription, saying that it is the soup that His Highness wants to drink, and every time I see His Majesty in the future, I will use a bowl. Decoction…”
He thought it was the emperor's order, but now he realized that he was wrong, and he hurriedly took out the prescription from his sleeve and presented it respectfully.
Xiao Kezhi remembered the cunning of the woman, and was suspicious in his heart. He took the prescription and glanced at it, and pondered: "Go, let Feng Yu come over and take a look."
Liu Kang knew that he wanted Feng to see this recipe, so he rushed to the outside to give a few words to someone.
The man walked out quickly, and after a while, Feng Yu hurried over, took Fang Zi and looked at it carefully, and said, "Your Majesty, this is indeed the Bizi soup that women can use."
Sure enough.
Xiao Keyi didn't know whether to say that she was considerate and sensible, and even such details had been arranged properly, or that she was very scheming, and leaving the matter of making the medicine to Liu Kang saved her a lot of trouble.
It's just that Feng Yu's words have not been finished: "This recipe has changed a few herbs to reduce the damage to the female body, but the effect is almost the same as that of ordinary recipes. It should be a recipe prescribed in the palace."
"Does this medicine damage the female body?" Xiao Kezhi ignored his other words, but grasped this point.
Feng Yu obviously did not expect him to ask such a question, so he quickly explained: "No matter how the recipe of Bizi Tang is adjusted, it will always damage the female body, but your Majesty can rest assured that as long as you don't drink much and take care of it later, you will always be able to recovered."
Xiao Kezhi didn't speak, he sat under the lamp and thought for a moment, then suddenly asked, "Did Donggong have a pulse check recently?"
This remark made Feng Yu confused again, so he had to follow his memories and shook his head: "Since the prince left Beijing, there has been no summons."
It seems that this has already been done. Xiao Kezhi held this recipe in his hand, which seemed to have been transcribed, and felt a little heavy for some reason.
He was silent for a while, then waved Fengyu down, but instead of handing the recipe back to Liu Kang, he took out a wooden box on the table by the bedside.
In the wooden box were originally two folded silk handkerchiefs and a torn underwear, but now there is another square.