MTL - Raising Wolves-v2 Chapter 10

The moment Lu Qing closed his eyes, Ning Yan only felt that the blood all over his body cooled down.

He mechanically probed Lu Qingze's breath and felt the weak breath before he regained his senses. He hugged Lu Qingze and said sternly, "Where's the imperial doctor!"

The night-watching Jinyiwei has restrained all the assassins. The leader, Jinyiwei, wore a flying fish suit with an embroidered spring knife on his waist, and knelt down with a bang: "My minister, Zheng Yao, I'm late for the rescue, please forgive me! The imperial doctor is coming, Taifu Lu. If you lose too much blood, you can sprinkle this hemostatic powder on Mrs. Lu first."

This is what Lu Qing said, someone you can trust?

Ning Fan looked at him coldly.

The sight of a child in his early ten years actually caused a thin layer of sweat on Zheng Yao's forehead unconsciously.

During the reign of Emperor Chong'an, Jin Yiwei lived like a grandson under the oppression of Dongchang. After the **** was removed, Dongchang could not make waves. The civil service group headed by Wei Herong suppressed military generals, but Jinyiwei still did not The backbone, the sense of existence is thin.

He was promoted to the commander of Jinyiwei, but his life was quite hopeless, and he had to live by it. Since the new emperor took office, he has also had some snacks. Whether or not to observe the little emperor, the test is worth entrusting loyalty.

Seeing Emperor Chong'an's panic and yelling when he was assassinated, Zheng Yao couldn't help but glanced at the new emperor from the corner of his eye, and was slightly surprised when he saw the cold expression on the young boy's face.

It is rumored that the new emperor is stupid and cowardly, and is a puppet in Wei Herong's palm.

But he felt that this was an alpha wolf that was dormant without showing its fangs and claws.

Almost instantly, he had an idea in his mind.

At the same time, Ning Juan also said lightly: "Bring it up."

Without any hesitation, Zheng Yao offered the hemostatic medicine in both hands, Ning Juan took it, but instead of using it directly on Lu Qingze, he took out a dagger from his arms and slashed on his arm without blinking. Bleeding.

Chang Shun, who was dazed by the fall, rubbed his head, trembling brows and hissing: "Your Majesty!"

"I am the emperor." Ning Juan pulled the stopper of the medicine bottle, his pupils were extremely black, like a secluded pool that could not be spied on, staring at Zheng Yao, "Commander Zheng, you have to take responsibility."

Zheng Yao's heart trembled: "Yes...Yes!"

Ning Juan poured the medicinal powder into his hands, and when he saw the bleeding stopped quickly, he carefully removed Lu Qingze's thin, soft, blood-soaked bedclothes and sprinkled the medicinal powder on his wound.

Even though he had lost consciousness, Lu Qing still curled up slightly in pain.

The originally pale face was bloodless at the moment, but there was a few splashes of blood on his face, and a small spot just fell on the tear mole at the end of the eye, which was so beautiful and thrilling.

Ning Juan took another deep breath, and this time the plum fragrance smelled thick with blood.

He calmed down completely, and stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of Lu Qingze's eyes: "Come on, carefully carry the teacher into the room and cover the quilt, the teacher is afraid of the cold."

As soon as the assassins slaughtered, there were not a few palace servants left, and they were all stunned, but Jin Yiwei stepped forward to help bring Lu Qing into the house.

There were many corpses on the ground, and in the night, the blood spilled like ink, and the thought of Lu Qing would almost become one of them, Ning Juan's heart couldn't stop tightening.

But he remembered what Lu Qing said, that a ruler should not show his joy or anger.

So he looked at Zheng Yao calmly: "Have you found out what's going on?"

The atmosphere in the yard was inexplicably condensed, almost breathless, Jin Yiwei, who was holding the assassin, swallowed: "Returning to Your Majesty, they are all dead men, and there are no signs on their bodies, other dead men swallowed immediately when they were caught. Poison suicide, the rest of this..."

His face showed two dilemmas: "The tongue has been cut, and the consciousness is also very dull."

I'm afraid I won't be able to ask anything.

Ning Juan knew very well that there were many people who wanted to kill him, but very few would do it.

He raised his eyes, his dark eyes fell on the dead soldier who was kneeling on the ground, and he recognized the one who stabbed Lu Qingze.

Shang Xian's skinny boy leaned down, picked up the knife that had fallen on the ground, held the long knife with blood stains upside down, and walked to the dead man step by step.

The long knife made an uncomfortable sound on the floor tiles, stabbing and dragging it clearly, making people in the yard tremble.

Ning Juan's footsteps stopped in front of the dead man with no expression: "Ning Cong sent you here?"

This kind of dead man has undergone special training, and there is no expression in his dead eyes, and he looks at him indifferently.

Ning Juan didn't care and nodded, "You can die."

In the next instant, the dull sound of flesh breaking open sounded, and blood splashed up and landed on the young emperor's tender face.

The **** blade surface under the moonlight glowed with a snow-white cold light, and everyone's pupils shrank.

Zheng Yao's cold blood, which had been silent for a long time, boiled over at this moment.

How could a mediocre and incompetent emperor, who was greedy for life and fear of death, give birth to such a son?

At this moment, he completely made up his mind, knelt down neatly and clasped his fists, his head lowered, and offered his first loyalty: "I am willing to serve your majesty!"

Ning Wan released the handle of the knife and looked at Zheng Yao.

The gaze above his head was heavy, as if he was thinking, sizing, and exploring with a bit of exploration. After a while, Zheng Yao heard the little emperor ask: "Can you be a good knife for me?"

Being stared at by him, Zheng Yao said sternly: "I will never give up."

Ning Juan didn't respond, and after a long while, he threw something and landed on the dead man's body.

Zheng Yao took a closer look, and his eyes became even more surprised.

This little majesty is even more unfathomable than he thought.

He could tell at a glance that this was a genuine jade pendant with the private logo of the Shu Palace!

Ning Juan took the veil handed by Changshun, and wiped the blood on his face and hands indifferently: "Do you know what happened tonight in the Qianqing Palace?"

Zheng Yao thought about it and said respectfully: "When the minister brought someone here, His Majesty had already fainted in hiding in the arms of Mrs. Lu. During the fight, the jade pendant fell out of the assassin's arms."

Ning Juan nodded and walked to the warm pavilion.

After a pause, as if remembering something, he turned his head and added: "There is one more."

"Your Majesty, please speak."

"...When the assassin attacked, he scratched Mrs. Lu's face."

He didn't want anyone to covet Lu Qingze anymore.

Zheng Yao was stunned for a moment, but didn't quite understand the deep meaning of it.

But he just offered his loyalty, and before His Majesty could see what he was capable of, he seemed very unwise to ask questions.

He gave a deep salute, and the commander removed the corpse in the courtyard, picked up the jade pendant, prepared to make a fuss, and left another person to closely guard the Qianqing Palace.

Lu Qing was unaware of what was happening in the outside world.

The knife wound fell on his shoulder, but fortunately it didn't hurt the vital point, but the blood loss made the already weak body even weaker, and it was a few days after he woke up in chaos.

The mattress under him was dry, soft and warm, and there seemed to be some warm gadgets beside him.

Lu Qing was in a daze, and subconsciously reached out and touched it, but it involved the wound on his shoulder. Cold sweat dripped from his forehead. I'm alive?

Immediately, his body woke up one step later than consciousness, his eyelids were stretched open, and he noticed a small group of things curled up beside him.

Lu Qing lowered his head with half-squinted eyes.

Ning Juan curled up and hugged herself, lying beside him and fell asleep quietly.

The little emperor, who usually speaks coldly and shows his teeth and dances his claws, sleeps well, his soft black hair is loose, and his eyelashes are drooping, which makes his handsome and snow-white face soft and innocent, like a kitten who only wants warmth.

Lu Qing suspected that he hadn't woken up yet.

The little brat actually ran beside him and fell asleep?

As soon as he moved, he woke up Ning Juan, the little emperor opened his eyes, and after being stunned for a while, his eyes lit up: "Teacher is finally awake!"

Lu Qingze: "..."

Auditory hallucinations?

Ning Juan always tried to pretend to be mature and serious, but now he couldn't hide his happiness. He got out of the quilt and shouted to the outside: "Shunzi, immediately announce the doctor Yuan Yuan, the teacher is awake!"

Chang, who was waiting outside, complied and hurriedly ran to call someone.

Lu Qing wanted to move, but was gently held down by Ning Juan: "Teacher is injured on the shoulder, be careful not to move."

At this moment, Lu Qing basically confirmed that he should be awake, looked at the little emperor's blushing face, and raised his eyebrows: "Oh? Your Majesty finally remembered now, is this your teacher?"

Ning Juan became embarrassed: "I...I, is the teacher angry?"

Lu Qing looked at the changes of the little emperor, and had a strange sense of accomplishment when he saw a wolf pup who didn't know how to restrain his claws being domesticated into a puppy, and laughed and teased him: "It seems that this knife is worth it for me, I finally let it go. Your Majesty knows I'm fine."

Ning Wan pursed her lips.

In fact, from the first meeting, he already knew that Lu Qing treated him well.

It's just that he didn't know that Lu Qing would not be like the palace maid who abandoned him. After all, before abandoning him, that person treated him well.

But Lu Qing was obviously different. When he approached him from the beginning, he was different from everyone else.

Lu Qing didn't continue to tease the child, his eyes wandered on Ning Wan's body: "Okay, no need to mention trivial matters. Are you injured? How many days have I slept? How is it outside?"

Ning Juan closed his cuffs silently, hid his scratched arm, and replied obediently: "No injuries, Jin Yiwei has taken down all the assassins, and it has been four days now. Teacher's clever plan, the jade pendant really worked, Ning Cong was captured by Jin Yiwei and is now handed over to the Criminal Department for trial."

Originally, Zheng Yao was eager to try, and wanted to arrest Ning Cong to the Beizhen Fusi, to revive the glory of Jinyiwei, but Ning Juan coldly scolded him as an idiot, so he reacted in a cold sweat and pressed his mind.

The commander-in-chief of the Fifth Army Battalion is a fan of Wei Herong, and he can't confront Wei Herong head-on at the moment.

After listening to what happened in the past few days, Lu Qing realized something.

The commander of Jinyiwei in the original book, Zheng Yao, is fierce and cruel, and is the most loyal subordinate of the tyrant.

Also a good thing.

Ning Cong's gift of the jade pendant was done without the knowledge of outsiders. The only servant who could prove that he sent the jade pendant was also dealt with by Ning Juan. He lifted a stone and smashed himself in the foot, spitting out a mouthful of old blood.

A piece of jade pendant alone, although it can't play a decisive role, can't prove that the assassination was his order, but it is enough to cause him a lot of trouble.

Originally, this matter could be big or small. Ning Cong refused to admit it, saying that he was framed, but the identity of the vassal king was sensitive, and it was just when the new emperor ascended the throne. King Jing secretly helped, Wei Herong once again. push.

Enough for his sins.

The most important thing is that after such an encounter, it is impossible for Ning Cong to stay in the capital again. This greasy nausea can finally go back, and even Ning Jing has to return to Fengguo as soon as possible.

Lu Qing was quite satisfied.

After the two said a few words, the imperial doctor who diagnosed the pulse came. It was the same doctor Yuan who came often before, but before the person came in, Ning Juan suddenly got up and put down the curtain. .

Imperial Physician Yuan also seemed to be used to it.

Lu Qing saw that something was wrong, so he didn't say a word for the time being. After the imperial doctor prescribed the prescription and left, he turned his eyes and looked at the little emperor whose face was obviously a little vacant: "Tell me, what's going on?"

Ning Juan cautiously said: "I said, can the teacher not be angry?"

Lu Qing: "Not necessarily."

Ning Juan lowered his head and unconsciously tugged at the corners of the quilt. Because of his anxiety, his voice was much lower: "I told the outside world... The teacher's face was hurt by an assassin."

Lu Qingze: "..."

You are really a dutiful son.

But this face has really caused him a lot of trouble from the past to the present.

Especially in this assassination, Ning Cong did it nine times out of ten, and Ning Cong would directly attack. Of course, there is a reason for coveting the throne, and the rest may also have some indirect reasons for him. After all, Ning Wan wanted to protect him. Offended Ning Cong several times.

Ning Juan is also for his own good.

Lying on his stomach all the time, the blood was blocked, and it was uncomfortable. Lu Qing moved slightly and said lazily: "Okay, you, then I can only learn from King Lanling."

Ning Juan also sighed in relief, showing a soft smile.

Finally, less messy people can covet the teacher.

The two people's brain circuits did not match, and it did not hinder the atmosphere and happiness.

Lu Qing asked about other situations, and Ning Juan answered very appropriately.

The more appropriate he was, the more Lu Qing felt that he seemed to have forgotten something, but just woke up, his mind was not very clear, and he was thinking, when Changshun's voice came from outside: "Your Majesty, the housekeeper Chen of the Lu Mansion has come to see you again. , are you also refusing to see you today?"

Lu Qing finally reacted and turned his head to look at Ning Juan in shock.

The little emperor flattened his mouth, showing a bit of unwilling resentment: "...Bring it here."

Sunja, I'm afraid you don't want this month's salary anymore.