Someone always wants me to be a courtier [Rebirth]

A song I've never heard before.

The tune was long and relaxed, with obvious joy. The young man holding the flute lowered his eyes and focused, but there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

Su Yanzhao has heard countless times of singing and dancing in his two lifetimes, but he has never had such an experience.

The boy's fingering is still not very proficient, and the turning point of the tail tune is even a little jerky. Even if he has been taught by a famous master, he can easily see that his skill is still shallow.

But the object is Xie Qi, so there is nothing to be picky about.

At the end of the song, Xie Qi moved the jade flute away from his lips, and raised his eyebrows at the person on the other side; "Congratulations to the Prime Minister on his birthday."

After saying that, he hung down the things in his hands, walked a few steps closer, and sat in the other corner of the soft bed. The smell of wine and sandalwood wafted into his nose, which made his mind tremble slightly.

Su Yanzhao smiled faintly, his eyes flicked over the jade flute.

"People around the world celebrate their birthdays with rare and rare treasures, but His Majesty is more frugal."

His tone was flat, and he couldn't see any joy or anger, which made Xie Qi feel a little uneasy.

Apart from other things, for such a big event as a birthday, the congratulatory gift is dismissed with a song, isn't it too rash?

"However..." The slightly lighter eyebrows raised, and Su Yanzhao praised him sincerely; "Your Majesty's quick work is really good."

Out of the obligation of being a courtier in the previous life, he had a detailed understanding of the little emperor's preferences and strengths, and of course he knew that Xie Qi was not good at singing.

He specially went to learn flute for his birthday, what should he do if he is a little moved?

As he thought about it, a faint sense of worry floated up in his mind.

Can Xie Qi fall in love with him again?

No, in the previous life, Xie Qi had always kept a silent attitude towards the court situation, and the love for him that he didn't know when he arose was never put into practice.

The performance in this life is so obvious, should it be only out of gratitude or dependence for helping him ascend to the throne twice?

Finally finding a way to explain it, Su Yanzhao narrowed his eyes in relief, waiting for the drunkenness to slowly fill his mind.

On the other side, Xie Qi's thoughts were still stuck in the sentence just now.

What do you mean by 'Your Majesty's instant kung fu is really good'?

Is this a compliment or a joke?

He really wanted to wake up Su Yanzhao who had already half-closed his eyes, but after hesitating for a long time, he couldn't give up. He raised his brows, and a few thoughts popped up in an instant.

At dawn, the bell in Huai'en Temple in the north of Jinling City rang three times.

Even though he drank a lot the night before, there was a biological clock that he had cultivated for a long time. Su Yanzhao opened his eyes in a daze, stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyes, and when his mind became clearer, he realized that something was wrong.

The breaking point of memory seems to be when Xie Qi finished playing the long-prepared song, he made a joke, and then fell into a drowsy sleep because of the drunkenness.

But the bed under him was comfortable and soft, and it didn't feel the same as the imperial concubine's couch that was always placed in the study.

No one in the mansion dared to enter Ling Zeju without his order, and no one dared to move him anywhere without his permission.

Judging from the time after the banquet yesterday, the key to the palace gate has already been released, how did the little ancestor return to the palace?

After a while, he tilted his head as if aware of it, and half a handsome young man's profile appeared in his field of vision.

Xie Qi was sleeping soundly. I don't know what kind of sweet dreams he had. The corners of his mouth were slightly curved, and his breathing was even and long. The sound of breathing that Su Yanzhao noticed just now came from the place where the boy was lying down.

If that face wasn't so familiar, so familiar that he could describe most of it even with his eyes closed, he would definitely think that the prostitute sent by the family had played tricks without knowing the severity.

Su Yanzhao, who thought about the cause and effect clearly, shook his head with a wry smile, got up and called someone to take a shower, and after a lot of tossing, he looked at Xie Qi, who was still with his eyes closed, and made trouble.

April [-]th was not only the second day of his birthday, but also the day when Xirong sent a peace mission to Jinling, and counting the days, the time for Xie Yi, the ninth son of the emperor, to choose his attendant after leaving the pavilion to study should be approaching.

Interacting with Xi Rong is a major event, and a banquet should be held out of etiquette, and Xie Yi is Xie Qi's only surviving younger brother, so he should take the time to take a look at it out of reason and reason.

"Your Majesty." Su Yanzhao frowned, his voice neither high nor low.

On the third call, the person lying on the bed still didn't respond at all, Su Yanzhao lost his patience, and turned his head to call for someone to come in and carry Xie Qi back to the palace.

The distance between the prime minister's mansion and the imperial palace is not too far, but after all, the bumps along the way can wake people up no matter what.

Just as he was about to speak, a very soft "Jing Zhi" came from behind him, successfully stopping his movements.

Looking back in surprise, he happened to see the young man on the bed smiling and opening his eyes. His eyes were like lacquer, with clear black and white and more dark colors, as if he wanted to look into people's hearts.

Satisfied, Xie Qixiao sat up half propped up, casually gathered the scattered black hair behind his back, and said, "Jing Zhi is so impatient, don't you want to call me a few more times?"

So this person is awake?

Su Yanzhao laughed angrily, seeing the man wearing only a thin pajamas, said coldly: "It's not reasonable for your majesty to move into the minister's bedroom without informing the minister. As for calling people to wake up in the morning Yun Shuyun is definitely better at things than I am."

Xie Qi had figured out the way of the person in front of him a long time ago, and Su Yanzhao would not treat anyone too badly if he was cruel to anyone, so he raised his eyebrows indifferently; "Jing Zhi is too rude, I did it for Congratulations on your birthday, the time to return to the palace was delayed, and the guest room of the Prime Minister's mansion was never cleaned. Maybe you have been wronged all night because of your poor reputation as a servant of the emperor, and Jing Zhi didn't appreciate it at all?"

He said lightly, but there was grievance in his eyes, full of true feelings.

This person knew his name from somewhere, and he called it no less than several times in just this moment.

Nothing more...

Su Yanzhao raised his forehead, opened his mouth and didn't know what to say, after a short pause, he could only say, "Then please Your Majesty to change clothes first, and then I will have breakfast in the minister's mansion, and return to the palace to handle government affairs later, and meet with you by the way." Envoy of Xirong."

"Okay." After getting the desired result, Xie Qi nodded kindly and quickly got off the bed.

At the breakfast table, Su Yanzhao, who always ate alone, was very uncomfortable. After catching Minshu's surprised eyes when he served the porridge...he was even more uncomfortable.

Xie Qi was very comfortable.

Because he lived in Huai'en Temple for a long time when he was young, and the residence was completely secluded, he had always had high requirements for sleep, and he had to be completely quiet to fall asleep peacefully.

It was hard to imagine how to live without being able to sleep alone.

But yesterday...

Because of the birthday banquet, the Prime Minister's Mansion last night was certainly not quiet, but the person lying next to him was the one he tried his best to please, and even his breath was reassuring.

He slept soundly.

It took more than a moment to have a silent breakfast, and Xie Qi finally saw Su Yanzhao clean his hands with a handkerchief, so he guessed that he would not move his chopsticks again.

Joke-like words, like ridicule when you are extremely bored.

"There are a lot of people serving Ling Zejuli, but not many who can get close. The one just now looks familiar. Does Jingzhi like her very much?"

The author has something to say: Xie Qi [watching Minshu carefully]: Have you ever shared the same bed as Su?No!

Min Shu: May I ask Your Majesty what you have done?Covered for pure chat?

Xie Qi: No...the quilt is covered, and the chat is not enough [Ghostly Face]

emmmmm...not very good at writing the ambiguous period, it is a little short, and I will make it up to [-] tomorrow~ I'm going to make it clear~

Thanks to Ai Cao Wei Young, Qian Qiu, Shi Ji, Green Fat Red Thin, Fy, Still Water Flowing Deep, and Whispering Nutrient Solution.

yah~