MTL - Raising Wolves-v2 Chapter 25

"The floods in Ji'an Prefecture burst the levee, submerging several villages along the way, drowning many people and floating corpses for thousands of miles."

The first sentence came out, and Lu Qingze and Ning Juan changed their faces together.

As the Minister of the Household said, the southern region suffers from floods every year, and asks the imperial court for funding support to continuously build water conservancy projects and strengthen river banks.

It's not rainy season yet.

I'm afraid this real money has gone into some people's purse, not the river.

Ning Juan's expression did not show happiness and anger, and he tapped the table with his fingertips: "Continue."

The spy buried his head even lower: "The south is getting hotter day by day, and when the subordinates were rushing back, an epidemic happened, and Pan Jingmin, the governor of Jiangyou, ordered that most of the Jiangyou be blocked and surrounded, and the subordinates had to waste some effort to get in and out. "

When Emperor Chong'an was in power, the consequences of ignoring the state's affairs were revealed—local officials did not care about the new emperor at all, and wanted to conceal the disaster for the sake of political achievements and official career.

I am afraid that even if there is a Zhezi from Jiangyou, it will be stopped by Wei Herong.

Ning Juan slammed the teacup in front of him: "How dare you!"

Even a person like Lu Qingze who rarely has mood swings, his chest was on fire, and he took a deep breath: "How is the situation in Ji'an mansion now?"

"Master Hui, it is heavily guarded. Ordinary people are not allowed to enter and exit at will. Only those with a pass order can enter and exit, and the pass order needs to be stamped with the governor's seal."

In the eyes of those officials, this is probably just an ordinary thing. Anyway, it is the common people who suffer, and it is not painful for them.

Since reporting to the court would cause trouble for him, it would be better to conceal it—after all, their official hat is more important than the life and death of a mere group of grass-headed people.

They decorated the peace and sang and danced, but most of the victims were displaced, panic-stricken, and died of illness and starvation in despair.

Lu Qing looked at Ning Juan, whose face was frosty, and nodded at the spies on the ground: "It's hard work, let's go down and rest first."

The spy didn't dare to move. Hearing Ning Juan coldly repeating "Go down", he leaned over and bowed before silently retreating.

There was a moment of silence in the South study.

Lu Qing poured a cup of chrysanthemum tea for Ning Juan, pushed it to his hand, and poured himself a cup by the way: "What is the relationship between Wei Herong and Pan Jingmin?"

Ning Wan let go of his tightly clenched fist with blue veins showing, and poured the tea in one breath, his face calmed down: "In the year when Pan Jingmin became a jinshi, Wei Herong co-chaired the general examination with the Ministry of Rites, and was one of the chief examiners of that session. one."

Rounding up, Pan Jingmin is Wei Herong's student.

Ning Juan has never forgotten it since he was a child, but Lu Qing is not surprised that he remembers this relationship.

In Wenyuan Pavilion that day, Wei Herong's attitude was also well explained, he was defending Pan Jingmin.

But obviously it won't be because of the teacher-student relationship, only because Wei Herong and Pan Jingmin have an interest relationship.

Jiangyou has been prosperous since ancient times, and with the attitude of Pan Jingmin, he must be rich in the local area.

Since Wei Herong intervened, he probably didn't want the imperial court to send people over, so as not to find out - after all, as the little emperor got older, the number of people who maintained the orthodox imperial faction was also increasing. Even if it was not the emperor's faction, there were still many people who wanted to Break Wei Herong down.

Lu Qing rubbed the edge of the tea cup and thought slowly: "But if I were Wei Herong, instead of worrying about what the court sent for disaster relief would find out, I would report the disaster normally and send my own people to deal with the disaster in an open and honest way. , it's better to do it as usual, isn't it?"

After all, there are floods in the south almost every year, and those who hide and hide are more likely to be noticed.

Ning Wan frowned, and her thin lips moved slightly: "This matter should be made by Pan Jingmin."

Wei Herong probably had some dissatisfaction in his heart, but he missed the opportunity and had constraints, so he could only help cover it up.

At this time, if Wei Herong noticed that they had sent people to Jiangyou to investigate, and asked people to go to Jiangnan for disaster relief and investigation, what would his reaction be?

- He either made the first move and solved Pan Jingmin, or sent someone to wipe out the clues ahead of time.

This is a good opportunity to attack Wei Herong. No matter which of the above results, they are not what they want to see, so they can only temporarily pretend not to know.

In addition, in order to find out the collusion between Pan Jingmin and Wei Herong, it is necessary to have a trusted and capable person in charge of disaster relief and secret investigation.

In the past few years, the two have won over some available ministers, but Lu Qing sifted it in his mind, and at the moment, none of them were particularly feasible - most of them were too old civil servants who were sent on a far-off mission to see if they could reach it smoothly. is a problem.

Not to mention that Jiang You may have colluded with each other, and this mission is not just disaster relief. It is very dangerous to send any officials there.

The personnel department is controlled by Wei Herong, and those selected by Chun Wei either choose to join the Guardian Party, or they are arranged to take office in a place where birds don't shit, and there are a lot of fresh blood available.

After thinking about it, I couldn't think of a suitable candidate.

Lu Qing rubbed the corner of his forehead and felt a slight headache. He was contemplating the person who could be used in the original book, when his forehead suddenly became slightly cold.

Ning Juan silently ran behind him, stretched out his hand and gently rubbed the acupuncture points for him, the intensity was not too small or too small, just right, so skilled that Lu Qing had the illusion that he had practiced it specially.

The boy's voice was calm: "There is one person who is suitable."

Lu Qingze's headache eased a little, and the tip of his frowning brows relaxed a little, he raised his eyes and said, "Who?"

Ning Wan's thin lips opened and closed, and uttered a word: "I."

"..." Lu Qingze's mouth involuntarily became a little bigger, and he made a syllable foolishly, "Ah?"

This look looks so cute.

Ning Juan's mood improved a bit, and he showed a sweet smile again, explaining: "The late emperor built a palace in Jiangnan, and he would go to Jiangnan every June. This time I went to Jiangnan, and there was nothing abnormal."

After a pause, his voice lowered: "Besides, my mother was born in the Jiangnan area."

Ning Juan's mother-in-law was born in the Liang family, a medical family in Jiangnan, but after the incident of "poisoning the queen and murdering the emperor's heir", the Liang family was implicated and scattered as early as ten years ago.

After Ning Juan ascended the throne, Concubine Jing was posthumously named Empress Dowager Notre Dame, and in a few days, it would be her death day.

The birthday of the birth mother's death was approaching, the emperor mourned and wanted to go to Jiangnan.

Ning Juan lowered his eyelids, his handsome profile was hidden in the shadows, and the bottom of his eyes was a thick ink that could not be opened.

When Concubine Jing was framed, he was still a baby and couldn't do anything.

Just when he was coerced into the throne, Lu Qing was harassed by the king of Shu, and he could not use his power.

The Guardian Party is deeply entrenched in the court, and if it needs to be pulled out in one fell swoop, going to Jiangyou may be a good opportunity to break the game. Risks are accompanied by benefits.

Since none of them could be trusted, he went there himself.

Seeing Ning Juan's silence, Lu Qing felt sour in his heart, thinking that he was thinking about his mother's affairs, he turned sideways, held Ning's hand, and said warmly, "Okay, just do as you said, just in time to return. You can visit your mother's hometown."

Lu Qingze's hand was actually not warm.

He is not in good health and has a weak foundation. Even in the hot summer, his skin is warm and cool to the touch, like a piece of cold jade that is not hot.

But when he held his hand, Ning Juan could still feel the indescribable warmth.

Ning Juan couldn't help but leaned down, hugged Lu Qingze from behind, buried his head and took a deep breath, the slightly fragrant and cold Meixiang soothed every inch of the pain in the nerves, and the empty heart gradually filled up, he felt a hint of tenderness. Calm, his face softened a bit: "Well, before leaving the capital, I will arrange the affairs of the capital and follow-up correspondence."

When he was not in the capital, Wei Herong was bound to be more presumptuous, but this was exactly what they needed. The more presumptuous Wei Herong was, the less he cared about them, the better it would be for them.

The movements of the capital also had to be monitored at any time, and any rumors had to be reported to him.

In addition, he had to arrange for people to prepare for disaster relief... He selfishly wanted Lu Qing to be the commissioner.

Even so, Lu Qingze won't be seen for two or three months.

Just thinking about it for a while, the deep resentment burst into the embankment, drowning my heart.

Before he left, he had already started to miss the faint plum fragrance that was close at hand.

Lu Qing noticed that Ning Juan's arms were getting tighter and tighter, and he felt like he had fallen into a cage and couldn't move, but he was too lazy to move, and let the little brat act coquettishly and vent his uneasiness: "In the team going down to Jiangnan, there must be With Wei Herong's manpower, we have to find two similar body substitutes to facilitate our Jin Chan escape."

This time, Ning Juan was stunned, and hesitantly asked, "We?"

Lu Qing stretched out his index finger, pressed against the furry head rubbing against his neck, and pushed it away ruthlessly, with a cool tone: "Otherwise? Could it be that you still want to leave me in the capital?"

Ning Juan was surprised and stupefied for a while, and then shook his head reluctantly: "The journey is long, and Jiang You's disease is spreading again, teacher..."

"I'm not respectful of Liuli, I'm not so squeamish and fragile." Lu Qing tapped him on the head, "Stop talking nonsense, the disaster in Jiangyou is urgent, there is no time to delay, hurry up and make arrangements."

"But..." Ning Yan was still hesitant.

Lu Qing's face sank, his tone became cold, and he taught a lesson: "What does it look like to be procrastinating, you are the emperor, not a daughter-in-law, do what you should do!"

Frightened by his tone, Ning Juan subconsciously straightened his waist, walked out, and opened the door, only to realize later that this was his study.

Ning Lan: "…"

Chang Shun stood guard outside the door, and when he saw the door suddenly opened, His Majesty stood beside the door with an unpredictable expression, and hurriedly bent down: "Does Your Majesty have any orders?"

Ning Juan was silent for a while, but did not show any embarrassment after being taught by the teacher, and said without changing his face: "I pass on my secret order to summon the commander Zheng Yao, Feng Da Shi, Dali Temple Shaoqing Fan Xingyan, and Minister of Household Zhou Qin. ... come in secret."

Changshun's heart skipped a beat.

These are all supporters of the Son of Heaven. Ning Juan has never met so many people at one time, so I am afraid there is a big event this time.

But he knew that he couldn't ask any more questions, so he bowed again and hurriedly passed the secret order.

According to the words, several ministers quietly came to the side hall of the Chang Secret Association after dispersing their values, and met with Ning Juan and Lu Qing.

When he left, it was already dark, and taking advantage of the night, under the cover of Zheng Yao, he quietly left the imperial city.

Early the next day, Ning Juan took out the prepared reasons and proposed to go to Jiangnan.

The hall was suddenly boiling.

Wei Herong raised his eyebrows, and a strange color appeared in his eyes.

Don't go early, don't go late, why don't you go at this time?

But according to the old habits of the past, it is not surprising to go to Jiangnan at this time. On the contrary, because the little emperor's biological mother, the Queen Mother, was born in Jiangnan, it was more natural.

The views of the courtiers were divided into two camps.

Half of them felt that the young emperor began to imitate his father's indulgence and pleasure at a very young age. It was really distressing. This is the emperor's faction.

The other half is overjoyed. The little emperor has just gained some supporters, but he is about to leave the capital and go to Jiangnan to play. He loves it. This is the Guardian Party.

After the discussion, there was a third voice: Your Majesty's mother was born in the south of the Yangtze River. Daqi has always advocated filial piety. Your Majesty's mourning for her mother is a manifestation of filial piety.

Wei Herong kept silent, trying to figure out the real intentions of the little emperor.

But I also understand that this matter cannot be dismissed, and we can only make some moves in the team going south.

When the next morning, it was a foregone conclusion that Ning Juan went to Jiangnan.

Originally, Taipu Temple and officials from all walks of life were planning to come to discuss with Ning Juan, how big the guard of honor should be, how many people to arrange, who to bring... A bunch of chores fell down, and it would take ten days and a half months to say the least, Ning Juan Hearing his brows frown, he said lightly, "Keep everything simple and arrange it as soon as possible. I don't want to be extravagant and wasteful. I'll leave it to Assistant Chief Wei to arrange it."

His Majesty wanted to arrive in time for his mother's death—for this reason, no one dared to say otherwise.

Wei Herong was sitting in the study room of the Wei Mansion, his eyebrows raised slightly: "Does your majesty really say that I will arrange everything?"

He was still a little skeptical at first, waiting to see the little emperor's last move, but he didn't expect the little emperor to make such a move unexpectedly, and he couldn't help but be a little surprised.

He dared to hand over the entourage to him to arrange for him to go south. Did he really just go south to conceive his mother?

In the study room were still Fan Wei, the commander of the Beijing battalion, Xiang Zhiming, the minister of punishment, and the others. They looked at each other and lowered their voices: "Mr. Wei, why don't we take this opportunity..."

Secretly do the little emperor.

It seems that the little emperor has not been obedient in the past few years, and it just so happens that the sick young man beside him will also follow him.

Wouldn't it be more wonderful to replace the little emperor and carry a three-year-old from the clan before he has fully grown up.

Or, simply do not do the two endlessly, add the yellow robe...

The thoughts of several people were interrupted by the sound of the teacup slamming on the table.

Wei Herong glanced at the people in front of him, and felt a little tired of being a fool—one or two, the fool in front of him could still manage, but the fool far away in Jiangyou couldn't see it for a while, and was even more stupid.

"If the little emperor dies, will the various vassal kings, King Jing and King of Shu still be able to sit still?" Wei Herong still grinned, but his voice was cold, "Can Duke Wu, who is in charge of military power in Mobei, sit still?"

Everyone's heart froze for a moment.

King Jing and King Shu were already troublesome enough, but together they were not enough for Duke Wu alone to make them afraid.

Duke Wu lost his father when he was a child, and his elder brother went to the border again, and stayed in the capital alone. The queen mother saw that he was pitiful, and brought him into the palace to raise him, and treated him very well.

Probably because of this, even though he was disheartened by the imperial court, Duke Wu did not directly oppose him. He remained stationed in Mobei for many years, and the word "loyalty" was engraved in the bones and blood of the Shi family.

If the surname was changed on the dragon chair, how could he know that Duke Wu would not directly return to Yanjing, or simply open the door and let the Tartar in?

With Wei Herong's understanding of Duke Wu, it would not be enough to open the door and release the Tartars, but General Shi will inevitably bring his own soldiers and travel thousands of miles at night to come to the capital to take his head.

Everyone fell silent, and after a while, someone scolded: "Then..."

"According to His Majesty's words, keep everything simple." Wei Herong calmed down again, without raising his head, "Arrange people to watch, don't make it too obvious."

"Yes!"

No matter how fast the people below prepare, it will take time.

Lu Qing was anxious in his heart, but he knew very well that Ning Juan had already said everything that should be said.

Taking advantage of these few days, he spent more time going to the Eagle Room to accompany the lonely Xiaoxue.

When the falconer saw Lu Qingze coming, he hurriedly bowed: "Master Taifu is here."

Lu Qingze nodded at him kindly: "How is Xiaoxue?"

The falconer hesitated.

He still felt that the name Xiaoxue, put on the handsome Hai Dongqing, was simply insulting!

Other people's Costin is either called "Mighty General" or "Shenwei General"... What kind of bad taste is this, Lord Di Shi.

But this was the name that His Majesty nodded, so he could only call out: "Xiao and Xiaoxue are using the best medicine, and they are much better now, but for some reason, its right paw and left wing are clearly not injured. , but he still limps when he walks, and he can't fly."

Have you been trained before, so you have psychological trauma?

Lu Qing guessed that he walked into the eagle room, and sure enough, he saw Xiaoxue, who was released by the eagle trainer, walking on the ground with a limp. He lost the bravery of the king of the sky and felt a little sad for a while.

Seeing Lu Qingze, Xiaoxue was disabled, flapping her wings, and pounced like a walking chicken.

Lu Qing squatted down and touched the handsome eagle in distress.

Putting it in modern times, this is sitting in prison.

Xiaoxue was very accustomed to Lu Qingze's touch. When he was touched, she would half-squint her eyes and cup her head in his palm.

Ying Yu's touch was not velvety, it was thick and warm, while Lu Qing touched it and couldn't help but quietly compared Xiaoxue's head with Ning Juan's head.

Well... puppies and birds, each has its own merits.

It's the kind of arrogantly ignoring others and only rubbing against his temper, which is very similar to Ning Juan.

Lu Qing showed a bit of a smile, and the young emperor's sour voice came from behind him: "The teacher is indeed here again."

Ning Juan stepped into the Eagle's room and glanced coldly at Hai Dongqing, who raised his head arrogantly when he saw him coming in.

Lu Qing touched Xiaoxue's head two more times and turned his head: "Why, everything has been discussed?"

Ning Juan nodded: "We can leave tomorrow."

Speaking of this, he suddenly felt a little happy.

When he left the capital, the broken bird would not be able to separate Lu Qingze's attention from him.

Ning Juan gave a rare smile and stared at Xiaoxue: "I heard from the falconer that its wings and claws were injured, and it still can't fly now. When we leave Yanjing tomorrow, we won't take this burden."

Lu Qingze: "?"

Why did he suddenly say this, he didn't intend to take Xiaoxue down to Jiangnan.

The bird's head, which had been happily arched in his palm, suddenly froze.

Xiaoxue raised her head, as if she understood Ning Juan's words, and suddenly snorted, her wings fluttered—

It's flying!

Ning Lan: "…"

It is indeed installed.

Sooner or later kill this broken bird.

Lu Qing's eyes widened: "..."

What medical miracle is this?

The acting school Xiaoxue was not brought in in the end.

Before Lu Qing left, he listened to the report of the falcon trainer. Because he was not taken along, Xiaoxue was so angry that he ate two less rabbits.

This trip south, we took the waterway, first crossed the Yellow River, and then went south along the canal, not planning to dock on the way, and went straight to Lin'an Prefecture.

The only officials accompanying him were Lu Qingze, and everyone was not surprised at all.

Although the team has been streamlined, the emperor's trip is still not small, and the most occupied are the guards, three hundred people from the Imperial Army and three hundred Jinyiwei, all led by Zheng Yao, the commander of Jinyiwei.

There are three floors up and down the luxurious boat. The guards and the servants who serve on the boat rest on the bottom two floors, while Ning Juan and Lu Qing live on the top floor.

Ning Juan didn't like being surrounded by people, Jinyi guards could only patrol on the second floor, and handymen could only come up when they were working.

Chen Xiaodao was also taken with him. He didn't know the real purpose of this trip. When he got on the boat, he clawed on the side of the boat and kept looking down, excited like a little monkey.

The friendship between Changshun and Chen Xiaodao is not bad—or apart from Ning Wan, Chen Xiaodao has no one who can't handle it, so he specially arranged a close residence for Chen Xiaodao, and got together to catch up.

The building boat slowly drove up, and the oncoming cool wind blew away the heat.

It was too early in the morning, and Lu Qing blew the wind for a while, so he went back to the cabin to rest for a while. When he woke up, he didn't know how far he had traveled. When he looked back, he could no longer see the outline of the capital. Miao, the water is sparkling.

Lu Qing was a little bored, and called Ning Juan to play chess. Between black and white, he looked up at the handsome face of the young emperor, and suddenly had a premonition.

When I came back, the capital would probably have changed.

After playing a game of chess for a long time, Lu Qingze's pieces were almost eaten by Ning Juan, and the defeat was set.

Lu Qing pondered for a while while twisting the sunspot, and said calmly, "I lost."

Ning Juan plays chess just like his previous temperament, like a wolf that bites the throat of its prey and will not let go, pressing step by step and extremely aggressive.

Lu Qing was wider and rounder, motionless like a mountain, and often Ning Juan plunged in, and it was difficult to get out.

When the two of them played chess, Ning Juan always lost more and won less.

However, after winning the chess game, Ning Juan did not look very happy, instead of acting like a spoiled child as usual, he remained silent, a little strange.

Lu Qing was surprised: "What's wrong? Are you still not happy if you won chess?"

Ning Juan was silent for a while before whispering, "No."

The sky was full of red clouds, and it was torn apart and fell into the long river, dazzling like broken stars. The two of them played a game of chess for a long time, and the sky was getting dark.

Ning Juan handed over the robe beside him to Lu Qingze: "It's cold in the evening, teacher put it on."

Lu Qing raised his eyebrows.

Don't the little brat usually act first and then talk, usually at this time, he should come directly and put a robe on him first, fearing that he is too hot, he will be careful to tie it, and then explain twice.

Still something is wrong.

But it was already dark, and even though Changshun and Chen Xiaodao had already lit the candles, relying on the pitiful light, they still couldn't see Ninglan's face clearly.

He was about to lean over to take a closer look when Chang Shun came over: "Your Majesty, Lord Lu, dinner is ready, do you want to use it now?"

Ning Wan made a low "Hmm" sound.

Chen Xiaodao quickly brought up the dinner and said with a smile: "There are fish, my son likes to eat fish the most."

Lu Qing said with a smile: "Your Majesty doesn't like being watched by others, you two should go to dinner, just turn around and let someone collect it."

Changshun was still a little hesitant, but Chen Xiaodao said "hey" neatly, pulled him down, and muttered: "Just in time, I'll ask the kitchen to find out what to eat tomorrow, my son also has a lot of things that can't be eaten..."

The voices were gone, Lu Qing picked up the ivory chopsticks and grabbed some tender white fish maw. The weather was hot and dry. He used shredded **** and garlic to remove the fishy smell and steamed it. The soy sauce was fresh, soft and delicious.

He took two bites, only to find that Ning Juan still didn't move, and he put a chopstick into his bowl in confusion: "What's wrong?"

Ning Juan still didn't say a word. When he saw Lu Qing, he took vegetables into his bowl. He silently picked up the chopsticks and put them in his mouth. His movements froze for a moment.

Then he suddenly got up quickly, lay on the side of the boat, and vomited.

Lu Qingze: "..."

Lu Qing was speechless for a while, he put down his chopsticks and walked over without knowing whether to laugh or cry. He supported him and patted his back: "Why didn't you tell me earlier when you were seasick?!"

After Ning Juan finished vomiting, he only felt ashamed that he had a nosebleed in front of Lu Qingze last time.

Lu Qing's eyes widened in disbelief: "Ning Guoguo, you don't think you're vomiting here, can I still eat it?"

Ning Juan thought for a while, weak but stubborn: "Then I'll vomit in another place."

Lu Qingze: "..."

Boy, let him say something.

He pressed Ning Wan down and sat down, bent down and took a closer look. The child didn't know when his face had turned pale, and he was about to vomit.

The boy's eyes were dodging, his lips were white, and he probably felt ashamed.

Lu Qing didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Seeing that the tips of his ears were red, he kindly walked away and turned around to call for someone.

When Lu Qingze left, Ning Juan quickly poured two cups of tea, lay on the side of the boat and rinsed his mouth.

When Lu Qing turned around, he saw this scene with a smile in his eyes.

Like a small peacock with only open screen.

Where did these tons of idol baggage come from?

It was like this in front of him, and in front of the girl he liked in the future, I still don't know what it will be like.

In the original text, the tyrant is probably not close to women because he doesn't trust anyone.

Lu Qing couldn't help but guess what kind of girl Ning Juan would like.

Thinking about it further, maybe after Ning Juan has a child of his own, he can retire and re-employ.

Knowing that the young man of this age is thin-skinned and has strong self-esteem, he waited for Ning Lan to sit back before walking over with two things and placing them on the table: "Let someone bring some pickled radishes and hawthorn to relieve it."

Ning Juan still felt ashamed, biting the crunchy sour radish without speaking.

However, after eating a few sour radishes, the dizziness that was chest tightness and nausea really disappeared.

Until now, Ning Juan finally opened his mouth, still very stubborn: "Teacher, I'm fine."

Lu Qing laughed and scolded: "Eat more, will I still laugh at you? Promising!"

Ning Juan wearily ate some hawthorn again.

Even if Lu Qing didn't laugh at him, he didn't want to lose face in front of Lu Qing.

Seeing that Ning Huan wanted to save face, Lu Qing kindly didn't tell the others that His Majesty was seasick - lest the people accompanying him record this matter, which will be included in the history books in the future.

After stumbling over the dinner, Ning Juan was still a little uncomfortable, and endured the nausea, he called Zheng Yao up and told him to arrange for him to go to Lin'an Mansion to take care of the matter.

Zheng Yao replied respectfully, seeing Ning Juan rubbing an empty teacup in his hands, and then came forward to pour tea for Ning Juan.

It just so happened that the hull of the boat swayed suddenly, like the last straw that was pressed down, Ning Juan grabbed the tea cup tightly and retched in a low voice.

Commander Zheng made a thunderbolt from the blue!

Zheng Yao trembled: "Your Majesty... Your Majesty?"

Does His Majesty think he is disgusting?

Lu Qing couldn't stand it anymore, he couldn't help laughing and crying: "It's okay, Your Majesty is a little uncomfortable from the wind. It's not Master Zheng's problem, it's just a moment's rest."

After a pause, he added: "You don't need to keep all those faces out of the third floor, and let them in occasionally to take a look."

In this way, Wei Herong will feel at ease.

Zheng Yao's broken heart fought back, and he breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay, I understand."

Ning Juan's face turned blue, and he said with a sullen face, "Go down."

His Majesty's face sinking is too terrifying, and only Master Lu can bear it.

Zheng Yao murmured in his heart and quickly slipped away.

The night fell completely.

There are many people on the boat, and it is not convenient for the two of them to sleep together.

Ning Juan washed and lay down, thinking that Lu Qingze was sleeping in the cabin next door, and felt a little better. He lay down facing Lu Qingze's cabin, curled up into a ball, and relieved the discomfort in his stomach.

The sound of water rushing outside, the building boat is advancing on the long river, shaking slightly, and the top and bottom are moving up and down. The feeling is not so obvious in the daytime, but it is quiet at night, and the senses are magnified countless times.

Ning Juan closed his eyes and forced himself to rest.

He was in a daze, half-dreaming and half-awake when he heard the sound of the cabin door being gently pushed open, followed by the sound of deliberately lowered footsteps.

Assassination?

Is Wei Herong crazy and dare to attack him?

These two thoughts ran through Ning Juan's mind, and at the moment when the footsteps approached the bed, the boy's movements did not show the influence of seasickness at all. Flash, the moment the dagger was about to pierce out, a horrific sense of crisis immediately emerged, causing him to stop his hand abruptly.

Immediately, the familiar plum fragrance brushed to the tip of his nose.

Lu Qing stood there and didn't move, and boasted: "Very vigilance is good."

Ning Juan was covered in cold sweat in an instant, and then the whole person trembled with fear, and his eyes turned red: "Teacher! You, you, why are you silent!"

What if he gets stabbed? !

Lu Qingze was also a little frightened, but he was accustomed to it, and he didn't move too much. He held the dagger between his **** and gently moved it away, and said helplessly: "I called you outside, but I didn't respond, I thought you fell asleep. ."

But Ning Juan didn't listen to his explanation, and threw himself into his arms without making a sound, his body was still shaking, and he held him tightly in his arms, almost crying, every word was trembling, and he gritted his teeth: " Lu Huaixue, you are going to scare me to death."

Lu Qing was stunned. He didn't expect his reaction to be so big, and patted him on the back lightly: "Okay, okay, am I okay?"

The dizziness of seasickness seemed to have worn away Ning Juan's will, and he was coaxed by him warmly. The boy who usually likes to pretend to be mature and prudent grabbed the corner of his clothes vigorously, and let out his cry completely. The frequency was disordered, and he gasped violently, as if his lungs were about to explode, his voice uncontrollably amplified: "You almost died!"

It was the first time that Lu Qing was yelled at by Ning Juan, and he was stunned to continue coaxing, when he noticed that something hot was dripping from his neck.

He was silent, and realized with hindsight that those were the tears of the young emperor.

He watched Ning Juan grow up and never saw him cry.

This is the first time.

Due to a heart attack in the last life, Lu Qing learned to control his emotions since he was a child. When he grew up, he has become instinctive. He seems to be friendly and approachable, but his emotions are actually very indifferent. Keep an invisible distance, no matter what happens, he is the calmest one.

Therefore, his ability to perceive emotions is actually relatively weak.

Just like just now, he just thought that Ning Juan was frightened, and it was not until Ning Juan cried that he realized in a trance that it seemed that Ning Juan was not just taken aback.

Lu Qing calmed down, put his arms around Ning Juan, patted his back lightly, and waited for him to slowly withdraw from his emotions.

I don't know how long it took, Ning Juan's extremely disordered breathing gradually calmed down, he raised his head, the end of his eyes were wet, with astonishingly black as thick ink, his handsome face seemed to have been washed with water, and he looked like a pitiful drowning puppy.

He looked at Lu Qingze carefully again, and reached out his hand carefully, from the warm cheek to the intact throat, and close to his heart, he heard a burst of noises inside, although not strong, but regular enough The heartbeat sounded, and finally got out of the terror-like state of fear.

It's just that my mind is still buzzing and numb, and my mood is like a boat under me, floating in the water, wandering uneasy.

Lu Qing was tickled by his touch, his Adam's apple rolled, and he resisted moving. Seeing that he had calmed down, he reached out and wiped his face: "Calm down?"

Ning Juan's lips moved, still clutching at the corner of his clothes without saying a word.

In the next few days, if Lu Qing is not by his side, he may not be able to sleep again.

Lu Qing pushed him inside and got into the quilt: "Don't think too much, I'm fine, and I won't leave. I came to see your situation."

Then, Lu Qing put his hand on his stomach: "Is it still uncomfortable?"

Ning Juan shook his head with a pale face.

After that fright, all the mundane things were left behind. Just now, his temples were throbbing, and he only felt that if he vomited again, he might vomit blood.

He is only full of Lu Qingze now.

Usually sleeping together, Lu Qingze, who must draw a line of Chuhe Hanjie, is not too tired now. He took the initiative to hug the boy who was already taller than himself, covering his stomach with one hand and patting lightly with the other. On his back, his voice was soft: "Sleep at ease, I have slept with you for the past few days."

The cool plum fragrance lingers around the body, accompanied by a faint bitter medicinal smell.

Ning Juan silently pressed Lu Qingze into his arms again, and took a deep, long breath.

Great, Lu Qing is fine.

The cabin was quiet again, and Lu Qing was easily tired. In addition, the gently swaying cabin was naturally hypnotic, and it didn't take long before he fell asleep in a trance.

Listening to the even breathing around him, Ning Wan finally dared to take a step closer, lowered his head, touched his forehead, and closed his slightly trembling eyelashes.

He didn't even know that Lu Qingze's safety was so important to him.

If Lu Qing died, he would probably go crazy.

He simply wanted to circle Lu Qingze.

Realizing what he was thinking, Ning Juan's heartbeat suddenly accelerated again.

What is he doing? What does he want to do?

—Lu Qing is his teacher.

The author has something to say:

Lu Qingze: Just die.

Ningguoguo: QAQ? ? ?