Rebellious Minister Part 1

"Well……"

It had been raining all day, but at night, Aiqing felt very stuffy. He tossed and turned in the wide dragon bed, suddenly lifted the brocade quilt, and stared at the ceiling with his arms outstretched.

There are colorful phoenixes, gold-painted dragons, and blue and white auspicious clouds painted on it, shining brightly under the illumination of palace lanterns.

"It's so beautiful..." Aiqing looked at them, obviously they had existed for many years, the ceiling was always so gorgeous, as if they were in a heavenly palace.

"Phoenix and golden dragon in the sky, can you tell me, what exactly did I promise Rarui?" Aiqing stared at them firmly, and asked in her heart, "He would rather resist the order than answer me..."

Ai Qing has been thinking about it for a long time, and her head hurts, but she just can't think of any agreement between him and Ruarui?

And his heart hurt even more, and he also regretted it, because he was angry for a while, and ordered Jing Tingrui to kneel down, but if he really didn't answer, wouldn't he kneel until he died?

"Oh!" Ai Qing simply sat up.He was sighing and sighing all night, and Xiao Dezi, who was guarding beside the dragon bed, couldn't help but say, "Your Majesty, if you can't sleep, get up and walk."

Even if the dragon bed is very strong, the emperor's repeated tossing and turning is not a solution.

"Alright." Aiqing got up.Xiao Dezi sent someone to light the lamps, and lit all the palace lanterns inside and out, and the palace was suddenly bright as day!

"What time is it?" Aiqing asked, and Xuan'er came over to help him change.

"Back to the emperor, it's already three o'clock." Xuan'er replied softly, wouldn't it be a waste of sleep and food if the emperor went on like this?She is very worried.

"Oh." Aiqing nodded, silently looking at the furnishings in the hall.Cloisonné enamel landscape screens, green and white jade Wuzi Dengke Shoushan stones, tea sets with golden lacquer flowers, everything is shining by candlelight.Like a palace carved out of ice, he could see this scene every day, but he never took it to heart.

"Qing'er."

Suddenly, Jing Tingrui's gentle voice sounded in her ears, Ai Qing was stunned, she turned her head and looked around, but there was no one around, even Xuan'er walked away, probably because he hadn't had a good rest for many days and was in a trance.

Sitting on the golden nanmu armchair, Aiqing sighed secretly. Although the bedroom was brightly lit, he felt cold and lonely. He missed Jing Tingrui's company so much.

As long as Jing Tingrui is around, he never feels afraid or lonely. Jing Tingrui's chest is always so warm...

Ai Qing stared at the dazzling palace lantern, and a conversation like this suddenly emerged in the back of her mind——

"Ruirui, the Grand Tutor said, 'The king wants his ministers to die, and the ministers have to die'. In the future, do I have to kill people?"

"Your Highness, the Taifu didn't mean that. He meant that you will have supreme power in the future, and everyone will obey you. Even if you kill someone... it is a last resort."

"However, even if I have to, I don't want to kill people. I want everyone to live a good life and be as happy as today!"

"Your Highness, what if someone wants to kill you? You don't want to kill him?"

"Yeah. Rarity, I won't kill him."

"Your Highness, you are really kind... How about this, since this is His Highness's wish, I am willing to help you achieve it. However, you have to agree to one condition."

- That's right!This is it!

Ai Qing suddenly remembered the scene at that time, and stood up suddenly from the armchair.

That day, he did promise Jing Tingrui one thing, what was it? ……correct.

"When you grow up, you will be a person of Weichen. Only in this way, Weichen can help you deal with all kinds of troublesome things."

"Okay."

"Then it's a word."

The memory box opened suddenly, and Aiqing's eyelids were like a burning red candle in front of her, completely red.At that time, he, he actually agreed to such an incredible thing as Jing Tingrui, and he forgot all about it afterwards!

"It's no wonder Rarity is so angry, but..." Ai Qing mused to herself and fell into deep thought. Suddenly, he looked up and saw that the rain had stopped half an hour ago.

"Your majesty, where are you going?" Xiao Dezi saw the emperor walking out suddenly, and immediately followed.

"Qinzheng Palace." Aiqing said in a deep voice, "I have something to ask Jing Tingrui."

"The servant is going to preach." Xiao Dezi said immediately, thinking that the emperor really couldn't make it through, and wanted to forgive General Jing.If they reconcile, then the palace will be "after the rain"!

"No, I'm going on my own, and the guards don't have to follow." Although Aiqing ordered, Xiao Dezi didn't dare to take it lightly, he hinted that the imperial guards should follow far away, so that the emperor should not find out.

"Isn't the emperor going to pardon the general? It's time-consuming to walk, and the general seems to have to kneel down for a while." Xiao Dezi raised the palace lantern in his hand high as he thought, so that he could still see Wet Royal Road.

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After the heavy rain stopped, the dark clouds gradually dispersed, and the moist moonlight seemed to be woven with tulle.

Jing Tingrui was in this misty moonlight, with silvery-white drops of water hanging from his black hair, and the robe under his armor could squeeze water out, even if no one was staring at him, he still knelt motionless over there.

His knees were already so stiff that he lost consciousness, Jing Tingrui's eyes were always lowered. Although his deep black eyes were staring at the wet bricks and stones in front of him, his thoughts fell into a very deep place - dark, desolate and cold.

"Will Qing'er get bored with me from now on...?" Although he refused to give in easily, Jing Tingrui's heart was full of the kind of miserable mood after being abandoned by Ai Qing.

It can be said that ever since he realized that what he has for Aiqing is not just a feeling of caring for his master, but true love, Jing Tingrui began to imagine what he should do to get Aiqing.

He never considered that Ai Qing would hate himself.

Because that Qing'er who always called "Ruirui" with eager eyes, how could she not want herself?

"Even if he becomes emperor, his attitude towards me will not change in any way." Jing Tingrui is convinced of this point. In this world, no one knows Qing'er better than him. He is kind and simple. Others always think more about yourself.

Although Aiqing puts too much emphasis on family and friendship, which will only be a stumbling block to his emperor's road, Jing Tingrui likes this kind of Aiqing and is willing to give everything for him!

Jing Tingrui also made up his mind, if there is no possibility of confession, then he will bury this heart in his heart for the rest of his life, even if Aiqing has made a promise, he can endure it.

At the very least, he can stay by Aiqing's side for a long time as a general.

However, once there is an opportunity to express his heart, he will never let it go!

That night, Jing Tingrui always thought he was dreaming.Anyway, it's not the first time that the dream of hugging Aiqing, kissing him, and doing whatever he wants is not the first time, but the dream of that night was so real, it made his blood boil and he couldn't stop it!

It wasn't until he woke up the next day that Jing Tingrui realized that this was not a dream, and that he had done such an outrageous thing!However, since it happened, instead of regretting and blaming herself, it is better to let Aiqing understand her mind from now on.

"——Qing'er can only be my man." Although he is a courtier, he has the ambition to monopolize Sheng's grace.

If he did this, he would definitely make enemies with the ministers of the Manchu Dynasty, and favored ministers were always the easiest to make enemies.But Jing Tingrui doesn't care, as long as Aiqing approves the agreement between them, even if he is excluded by all the ministers of the court - even the whole world, so what?

In the end, Aiqing forgot that promise, and everything was like his head.

The window paper has been pierced, and her heart can no longer be hidden, but Ai Qing doesn't remember what she promised. Jing Tingrui can foresee what the outcome of this matter will be.

That is, although they had a Spring Festival night, they will still be emperors and courtiers in the future, and they will be very separated.

The childhood intimacy no longer exists, if this is the case, Jing Tingrui doesn't think he can stay in the palace any longer.

And once he leaves, he will never come back—he will lose Qing'er forever.

"..." Although the reasoning was very clear, Jing Tingrui couldn't accept it in his heart. Jing Tingrui frowned, the veins on his fists were protruding, and he seemed to have lost his soul. He probably had never experienced such pain in his life.

Suddenly, a ray of light shot from a distance, and the bluestone floor sprinkled a splinter-like brilliance. Jing Tingrui raised his head, and the light of the lantern enveloped two figures, one tall and one short.

The short man bent his back slightly and muttered, "Your Majesty, it's very slippery here, be careful where you step."

The figure taller than half a head, after hearing this, did not slow down its pace, but still walked straight here.

Jing Tingrui opened his eyes slightly, as if he couldn't believe that he would see Ai Qing at this moment...

"I know, Xiao Dezi, you have been nagging all the way."

Xiao Dezi stopped him from time to time, telling the emperor to walk slowly, don't worry, Aiqing couldn't bear it anymore and said, "Okay, it's getting late, you go down and rest first, if I have something to do, I will let you know."

"But, but..." Xiao Dezi seemed very hesitant.

"Not backing down yet?!" Aiqing said seriously.

"Yes, I obey the order." Xiao Dezi only nodded and turned around.

"and many more."

"The slave is here!"

"Give me the lantern." Aiqing said.

"Yes, you see, the servant forgot..." Xiao Dezi hurriedly stuffed the lantern into Ai Qing's hand, and then stepped out of the dark courtyard door of the imperial study with one step at a time.

Holding the bright palace lantern, Aiqing walked three steps away from Jing Tingrui, and suddenly stopped and looked at him.

"Your Majesty..." Jing Tingrui also raised his head, staring at Ai Chi with burning eyes.

"You..." Before Aiqing finished speaking, she sighed first, and her black eyebrows were slightly frowned, because Jing Tingrui had been kneeling for so long, except for her hair and the clothes on her body were soaked, there was no expression on her face. There seems to be no difference.

His bones are really made of iron.Or are generals so tough?However, seeing that he was fine, the heart that had been hanging all this time finally became more stable.

"I thought if I let you kneel for a little longer, you would think clearly." Aiqing did not avoid Jing Tingrui's burning gaze, "It seems that you still don't take it seriously."

"Weichen..." Jing Tingrui wanted to say something, but he still couldn't ask for mercy.

"Your temper is even more stubborn than mine. Take a hundred steps back and say, even if I forgot, you can remind me that this matter will be over." Ai Qing couldn't help but stare Jing Tingrui said, "Don't you have so much confidence in me? Do you think I will rely on you? There is a saying that 'a gentleman's words are hard to follow'! What's more, I was still the prince at that time. If the prince said, you Do you not believe it?"

"What?" Jing Tingrui stood up.Maybe he didn't expect him to get up suddenly, and Ai Qing, who wanted to express his opinions endlessly, couldn't help being startled.

No matter how dim the moonlight was, it couldn't hide Jing Tingrui's handsome face and tall and tall figure, but at this moment he still looked shrouded in a dreadful chill.

—as if he was angrier and more agitated than he was.

"Wait! I haven't pardoned you yet!" Ai Qing couldn't help stretching one foot back, trying to distance herself, "I——!"

However, before he finished speaking, his body was held by a powerful force, which made him fall into Jing Tingrui's arms.

"Ah..." Aiqing blinked her eyes, her nose smelled of rain, her cheek was pressed against Jing Tingrui's chest, and she felt a trace of cold moisture.

but……

Thump!Thump!Rarity's heartbeat is so loud, just like her own, beating violently...

"What does the emperor mean, but to admit the relationship between you and the humble minister?" A low-pitched question rang in his ears, but the tone made it hard to refuse.

Aiqing's face turned red, although he wanted to show a very responsible masculinity, he patted Jing Tingrui on the shoulder and said loudly, "That's right! From now on, you are my man! "

However, the whole person was flustered, anxious and ashamed, and there was also an indescribable nervousness, because he had always wanted to monopolize Rarity, but he never thought that this day would really come.

In the past, she robbed Ruirui with her father, but now she is robbing people with court ladies and the Ministry of War. Ai Qing doesn't understand, Jing Tingrui is obviously his, why others always want to rob him?

This kind of person wants to monopolize Jing Tingrui, but doesn't know how to do it.Wanting Rarity to only look at himself, but feel that this kind of thinking is selfish and shameful, all kinds of emotions are tangled together like a mess, which makes him very sad.

It wasn't until this moment that Ai Qing realized that this strong emotion that had been lingering in her heart for some time was...jealousy.

Because I like it, I feel jealous and uneasy in my heart.

Realizing this, Aiqing not only lost her voice, but her body was still trembling slightly.

"So I like Rarity...does Rarity like me too?" Aiqing lowered her eyes, her thick eyelashes trembling with excitement, "That's why Rarity made such an agreement with me? Is this... possible?"

"Your Majesty?" Sensing Ai Qing's trembling, Jing Tingrui hugged the person in his arms even tighter, with worries and doubts in his voice, "Are you alright?"

"Then, then..." Ai Qing still lowered her head, murmured softly, her face was unbelievably hot, "You, do you like me?"

As soon as she asked, Aiqing's face was held up, and she looked at those clear and dark eyes, which were as beautiful as the sky in the middle of the night, as if they would be sucked in. That persistent gaze, It made Aiqing's heart flustered even more.

"This minister has loved you deeply, since a long time ago... In this whole life, this minister has only loved you. My heart, my life, belong to you, the emperor."

These words were firm and sincere, so sweet that Aiqing's heart melted, and her mind was in a trance!

"Your Majesty, what's your answer?"

Jing Tingrui stared at Aiqing's face affectionately, Aiqing's rosy lips trembled slightly, "Well, I'm also happy..."

"What do you like? Can't hear you."

"I like Rarity too...from a long time ago...uh!"

The moment he spoke, Jing Tingrui kissed Aiqing's lips fiercely, his fingers trembled violently, the palace lantern in his hand fell to the ground, the wax wick tipped over, and the crimson gauze cover suddenly burst into flames.

"Ah? Lamp..." Aiqing couldn't help lowering her head, and stretched out her hand to pick it up, but Jing Tingrui stopped him and hugged him by the waist.

"It's okay, go inside." Jing Tingrui whispered into Aiqing's rosy ear, "Let this servant wait for you to sleep."

"An, sleep well?" Distraught by Jing Tingrui's scorching breath, Ai Qing was carried directly into the imperial study by Jing Tingrui before she had time to think deeply about the meaning of going to bed.

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In the imperial study room, which is exquisitely furnished and full of scholarly atmosphere, only a vertical palace lantern with red lacquer and gold is lit. The red candle is burning vigorously, and the lingering smoke curls up.

Only after confirming their intention with Jing Tingrui, Aiqing's heart is still beating like a little rabbit.The red tide on his face couldn't go away no matter what, so he couldn't raise his head to look at Jing Tingrui.Therefore, even when Jing Tingrui put him on the wide gilt throne covered with yellow silk cushions, he still bowed his head in embarrassment.

"Will it be cold? Your clothes are soaked in rain." Jing Tingrui covered Aiqing's head with his big hands and rubbed them gently.

"It's, it's okay, it's not winter." Ai Qing felt that her ears were getting hotter, sitting in the middle of the throne that she should be used to, but she felt very stiff, and she didn't know how to put her hands and feet.

Jing Tingrui saw him blushing, motionless like a student being punished to sit still, and felt so cute, and had an urge to hold him tightly in his arms.

However, he still wants to see more, more cute looks of Aiqing.

With a sound of "Chi!", Jing Tingrui quickly lit the candle lamp on the imperial case with the flint at his waist, and the surrounding became brighter, even the dark gold Ruyi pattern embroidered on the dragon robe was clear at a glance.

"What, why light the lamp? It's so late, I don't plan to critique papers anymore." Facing the bright candlelight, Aiqing felt that the red tide on her face could not be concealed at all, and said in a panic.

"Who told you to read the memorial?" Jing Tingrui leaned closer, "Now, no matter if I take you back to the Changchun Palace or to the Bronze Courtyard, it will attract too much attention, and I can't wait until that time."

"Wait...?" Aiqing blinked her bright eyes that looked like small animals, obviously she heard it, but she still didn't understand what Jing Tingrui meant.

"Don't you understand? The meaning of what I said earlier?" Jing Tingrui's slender and strong arms supported the sides of Aiqing's body, and the stalwart figure completely surrounded the petite body.

"Then... that's going to bed?" Ji whispered suspiciously, for some reason, Aiqing's heart beat faster and harder, he was very embarrassed, but his eyes couldn't move away from Jing Tingrui's handsome face.

...Because Jing Tingrui looked so serious, which undoubtedly deepened his charm.

Ai Qing had to admit that even though he was a man, he would covet a beauty like Jing Tingrui.If Ruarui were a woman, I would have made him my queen long ago, and I don't have to wait until now to be happy with each other.

"Well. It's something I really want to do after expressing my heart." Jing Tingrui said with a smile, "It's also thanks to you, the emperor, who ordered all the people here to be evacuated earlier."

"Eh?——Hey!" Aiqing who finally understood, not only blushed, but couldn't even speak clearly, "I, I didn't dismiss them because I wanted to be with you, that, that... ! Don't talk nonsense!"

"Then, don't you want my minister to sleep with me?" Jing Tingrui still gazed into Aiqing's eyes affectionately, "As long as you give the order, this minister will obey."

"You—!" Aiqing frowned, staring at Jing Tingrui angrily, "You are so cunning!"

"what happened?"

"You are obviously very good at resisting orders..." Ai Qing muttered dissatisfiedly.

"I don't dare, I know I'm wrong." Jing Tingrui apologized, while bowing his head and kissing Ai Qing's lips.

Ai Qing's shoulders trembled, but she didn't resist.When the wet and hot tongue was swept into his lips, the action with a strong sense of aggression made his body shrink back involuntarily, but an arm quickly hugged his back, making him completely Pillowed in Jing Tingrui's arms, unable to escape any longer.

"Um... Rui... I... can't breathe... Ugh!" The kiss was so hot that Ai Qing couldn't help but close her eyes and take a panicky breath, but the stimulating feeling didn't decrease but increased!

The tongue is rubbing against his lips and teeth and the inside of the mouth so forcefully, as if it is the master of Ai Qing's lips, and the more there is a tingling feeling like electricity, the more it will explore there endlessly.

This made Aiqing blush and palpitate, "Rui... umm!"

It was obvious that the mouth was stirred violently, but waves of strange heat surged up from the depths of the body, as if being in the scorching heat all of a sudden, the whole body was hot, and the face was even redder like an apple.

Obviously Jing Tingrui's clothes were wet, but nestled in his arms, Ai Qing only felt the heat.

"Your Majesty...!" Between the passionate kisses, Jing Tingrui's palm gradually moved up, gently supporting the back of Aiqing's head, sliding his fingers into the roots of the black hair, and rubbing back and forth. This movement alone made Aiqing There is an urge to cry.