MTL - Your Majesty Please Calm Down-Chapter 7

When I heard that I was transferred to the Imperial Front, Tian Qi could not believe it. She did not trust people, did not spend money, and recently unlucky, suddenly heard that there was a big pie in the sky, the first reaction is that the pie is poisonous and not poisonous.

However, Sheng Anhuai said, "This is the purpose of the emperor personally. There are so many imperial eunuchs. Few people can get this honor. Your kid is not hurrying to take the gratitude. Come with me."

Tian Qi quickly smiled and smirked. "Small thank you Lord Ron... Thank you, Grandpa."

Sheng Anhuai is in his forties, and because he has no beard, he looks like he is in his thirties. However, there are countless eunuchs in the palace who are clamoring for his grandfather. The 18-year-old Tian Qi is not exaggerated, and the 38-year-old is also so thick and shouted. Whoever makes this a former **** eunuch must be pleased.

Therefore, at the moment, Tian Qi is called "Grandpa", and Sheng Anhuai does not feel that he is in violation. He tapped the head of Tian Qi with a dust and smiled. "You kid, it's really a bit tolerant."

"Where, thanks to Master's teaching and your advice," Tian Qi scratched his head and asked, "What? I asked a word, why did he adjust me to the Imperial?"

Sheng Anhuai is a bit strange, "You don't know?"

Tian Qi shook his head and saw Sheng Anhuai look at her in disbelief. She quickly defended, "This, how many pounds do I have, can you cross the road to find the emperor directly? Even if I can really give a sentence to the imperial, but you It’s this in front of the emperor,” said the thumbs up. “Can you not know?”

These few arrogant shots were ironed, and Sheng Anhuai also put aside doubts, licked her a few words and led her to the Qing Palace.

Because I didn't know the bottom of Tian Qi, the emperor did not explain the white, so Sheng Anhuai did not know what to arrange for Tian Qi, simply put him in the value room to lead the leisure, and wait for the dispatch. If the emperor thinks about him, let him do something, it is also convenient to support.

The imperial eunuch's difference is basically divided into two types. One is to have clear responsibilities. What should be done? You should not touch one of your fingers. For example, the company set up, the family, and the night watch; the other is Tianqi. I am not sure what to do, what are the temporary things to send, and point them directly.

On the first day, Tian Qi only saw the emperor and gave him a gift. After that, he stayed at the value room and did not have any errands.

Well, leisure is a leisure time, but no errand is equivalent to no money to earn. Even if you give each palace a leg to pass a message, even if the other party is a selection, can't the predecessors be empty-handed?

Tian Qi is also an eye with a gold mouth embedded in jade. She is especially good at making this money. Now let her go idle and watch others collect money, hard!

In fact, Sheng Anhuai did not give Tian Qi a mess, and did not intend to target her and give her a horse. Sheng Anhuai is a personal fine. Since the emperor personally decreed the person, he said that the emperor still remembers the eunuch. He has to look at the emperor and call Tianqi at any time. Therefore, she did not let her do anything else in the past few days. The value room is waiting.

After waiting for a few days, I waited for the Ching Ming Festival. There are more activities on this day. The first thing is to worship the tombs. Early in the morning, Ji Heng set off with the officials who served with the guards, the guards, and the Dali Temple. The Emperor's Mausoleum is built in the Tianshou Mountain, which is more than 80 miles north of the capital. It is surrounded by mountains and has a beautiful scenery. It is an excellent life-long life of Feng Shui. Ji Heng, his grandfather and his ancestors, are lying here.

Tian Qi followed the other eunuchs with the driver, be cautious, and the atmosphere did not dare to come out. Once everything is with the dead, the atmosphere is always solemn. However, Tian Qi’s mood is a little bit more than the expression, because she finally spread the mess today – giving the emperor an umbrella.

At this time, there was a dense spring rain in the sky, and the world looked like a soft smoke like a cloud. Sheng Anhuai wants to be busy in front of the saddle, but also has to deal with all kinds of unexpected situations at any time, so he can't stay within the line of sight of Ji Heng, so the matter of playing an umbrella is handed over to Tian Qi.

Taking into account the height difference between himself and the emperor, in order to fight the umbrella, Tian Qi can only raise his arms, although the arm is sour, do not dare to have any complaints.

As the 95th Supreme, sweeping a tomb is bigger than others, and the process is complicated. You must first salute, and then you will see the ceremony and then read the ritual.

Ji Heng's nephew is very good, the voice is clear, the sound line is warm and clear, and the officials behind the Dali Temple generally believe that listening to him is a pleasure.

But all of a sudden, this enjoyment became a strange torture.

Many people are very surprised. How can the emperor read the rituals to read the tremolo? And it is very rhythmic, not the rhythm of the pause, but... every other same time, he has to pause, the tail is erratic, shaking like a wave.

Close your eyes and listen to what he is doing in a discordant movement.

Many people are beginning to feel uneasy... The emperor will not be attached by the ancestors who passed by...

Ji Heng was not attached. His mind is very clear and angry. Because the rain is dripping regularly on the neck, the water droplets gather and flow in along the collar. That taste, don't mention more ecstasy.

Some instincts are beyond the control of reason, so the cold rain drops, and his voice trembles.

He squinted and the culprit was still ignorant and innocent.

Tian Qi did not know that his umbrella was skewed, and the rain on the entire umbrella was accumulated and poured into the collar of Ji Heng.

At this time her arm was sour and numb.

She didn't know, but someone could see it clearly. This scene was taken close by a few people under the platform. The stunned people had it, the trepidation was there, and some of them were soft, secretly pinching the sweat of this little eunuch.

To be honest, for a moment, Ji Heng really wanted to directly report this eunuch. He is the emperor. When the master wants his life, he does not need to raise his finger, a matter of eyes.

After reading the rituals and doing the resignation, Ji Heng took the umbrella in the hands of Tian Qi and walked struggling.

Tian Qi is not clear, but only keeps up.

Sheng Anhuai already knows the cause of the incident, but he will not plead for Tianqi, because he has not regarded Tianqi as his own person for the time being, and feels that the value is improper for this person.

Ji Heng all the way to his face, thinking about how to deal with this slave. Kill it, it seems that he is too imperious to be an emperor, so it is a human life; spare it, not reconciled. Thinking about it, Ji Heng turned his head and saw Tian Qi’s head bowing his head and feeling at his side, a pair of pockets. The slave didn't dare to go under his umbrella. He ran with his short legs and chased him. His shoulders were wet with rain, and the brim was dripping, wet and wet, causing him to wipe his face from time to time.

Ji Heng was cold and cold, but the umbrella did not consciously move a few points to Tian Qi. He felt that he was a kind and generous monarch.

The holy car did not return to the palace, but first went to the palace not far from the imperial tomb. The clothes on my back are all wet, so it’s really uncomfortable to go back.

Someone went to the palace to prepare in advance. When Ji Heng went to the palace, the bath soup was ready. Several palace ladies in the palace were waiting for the Ji Heng bath. Ji Heng pointed to Tian Qi. "You, come over." He decided to give him another chance.

Tian Qiyu went to the bath room with Ji Heng, and the ladies went out to put things down.

Ji Heng stood next to the tub and raised his arm, waiting for Tian Qi to step forward and undress him. He would like to see if this person can find a good thing he has done.

Of course, Tian Qi did not find it - the first time to get rid of the man's clothes, she was so nervous that she would still be able to take care of others. Every time she took off a piece of Ji Heng's clothes, her face was red, and when she took off her upper body, her face became a big tomato.

Ji Heng: "..."

I have never seen such a shy eunuch. As the emperor, the people around Ji Heng are naturally well-trained, not to mention the eunuch, even if it is a palace lady, facing him naked, he can do his eyebrows, why not do it.

In front of him, his pants are still there. This little thing that is not male or female is shy like this. Is it too much to put him in the eye, or is it too much to put him in the eye?

Don't be a pervert, do you like men?

This thought took a chance, and Ji Heng’s body was tight. It happened that at this time, Tian Qi had already done a good job in psychological construction, and he simply solved his belt and his pants fell.

Tian Qiyu got down and wanted to take Ji Heng's pants down, but he stood still and motionless. She had to hold his calf in one hand and his pants in one hand. "The emperor, please lift it..."

"Go out."

"what???"

Ji Heng’s leg moved and shook her hand, “Go out.”

Tian Qidao slammed his voice and decided to quit, not to be in love. After she came out, she let out a sigh of relief, then she was a little uneasy, and she felt more and more inexplicable. The emperor's temper is too dark and uncertain. She just didn't know why he was angry when he was in the Imperial Tomb. Now it is so different. It is really confusing.

Inside Ji Heng himself faded the rest of the clothes, stepped into the tub, and washed the calf first. I was touched by the little pervert, and there was some tremor in his skin. The feeling is unclear, not disgusting, but it is not like it. His fingers are delicate and soft, and they are cool and silky. They are like soft silk satin woven from fine silk. When they touch the skin, the clear touch is from the legs to the bottom of the heart. People can't help but want to get rid of them immediately.

The brain is occupied by a strange emotion, and Ji Heng forgets to cook Tiantian.