Someone always wants me to be a courtier [Rebirth]

At noon, the sun in the spring swayed down in large swaths, irradiating the originally wet ground to dry again, and there was no trace of heavy rain for two consecutive days.

The handkerchief on his forehead was changed to an unknown number, Su Yanzhao finally woke up leisurely.

The fingertips placed on the bed only moved slightly, and Xiao Che, who had been half-supporting his eyes closed to rest his mind, suddenly became alarmed, and raised his eyes to see the situation of the Master.

Seeing his eyes aimlessly aiming at him, Xiao Che's hands subconsciously checked the temperature on the forehead of his master, and only after confirming that the temperature was normal did he get up to serve the tea that had been prepared.

Lying on his back on the pillow and being fed a half glass of water, Su Yanzhao managed to regain his strength to speak.

"How long have I slept?"

The words he spit out were low and hoarse, almost making him mistaken for his own voice.

"Half a day's work." Xiao Che put the teacup away and replied softly.

Su Yanzhao smelled a faint scent of sandalwood in the air, and his eyelids that were about to droop barely opened up.

"Your Majesty has come?"

The abrupt words caused Xiao Che's originally very natural movements to stop in midair with a strange arc.

After a while, he said as calmly as possible; "It's early in the morning. It seems that I came here after a night of exhaustion. I was drenched in the rain, and I have been sent to change clothes."

Su Yanzhao didn't doubt that there was him, but he just closed his eyes, and suddenly said as if thinking of something; "How is the part of the Xuanwei information that was handed over to His Majesty a few days ago?"

Minghui Mountain Villa belonged to the royal family, but in fact most of it was under his control. Although it was not as monolithic as the Prime Minister's Mansion, it was not easy to get along with.

Xie Qineng received the news and went to the villa in less than a day, which is enough to explain a lot.

Xiao Che lowered his eyelids, and said in a matter-of-fact manner; "Since His Majesty came back to the throne, he has taken great care of the forces controlled by his opponents. According to reports from the Xuanwei branch, not only are the effects as before, but even better than before. Even, in His Majesty's hands Some of the items have already exceeded Xuanwei's previous distribution range. I was planning to ask the Prime Minister for instructions on this, do you want to monitor it?"

It was rare for Xiao Che to praise Xie Qi for his kindness, and he didn't forget to put some eye drops.

"No need, let him go." Su Yanzhao coughed lightly and said in a low voice.

After eating the light meals prepared by the catering department, Xiao Che left to deal with matters concerning the Xuanwei. Su Yanzhao weighed the strength recovered from his body, stood up from the bed, and walked towards the door.

Rong Yan, who was standing at the door, was startled when he saw someone coming out, hurriedly went to get the cloak in the house, hung it on Su Yanzhao's back, and asked hesitantly, "Prime Minister just got up in the morning and the fever went away, where are you going? You don't need Mr. Xiao to accompany you." is it on?"

"Your Majesty lives in Cuiwei Palace?" Su Yanzhao didn't even need to know the direction of the place he was used to living in for many years, and walked towards the place where the emperor stayed.

He hadn't even stepped into the door of the palace when he heard a hissing cough from inside the palace, accompanied by various sounds of Yun Shuyun's bustle, which was disturbing for no reason.

Stepping into the gate of the palace, he happened to see the young man's pale and handsome face, thinking that this situation was caused by himself, although he didn't feel much guilt, it also erased a lot of the sense of alienation in his heart.

"I heard from Xiao Che that His Majesty came here at night and wet his clothes. Looking at it now, he is still catching the wind and chill." Su Yanzhao said lightly, his eyes fixed on the young man's cheeks.

Hearing the sarcasm in the words, Xie Qi smiled awkwardly, and said out of words; "Don't you think it's a coincidence?"

"Oh? Where is the coincidence?" Su Yanzhao raised his eyebrows, imitating Xiao Che's appearance this morning, reaching for Xie Qi's forehead, but only touched a patch of coldness.

Xie Qi's body is much better than his.

Xie Qi watched helplessly as the hand that usually held a pen and wrote lightly touched his forehead a few times, the touch was soft, as if the high fever from last night had not subsided, and it was completely different from the coldness in his memory.

Seeing the hand in his field of vision getting closer and further away in a daze, Xie Qi said without hesitation; "The old man said that we share adversity and wealth, today Jing Zhi and I are together even in the wind and cold, is it considered a tacit understanding?"

"Originally, I was concerned about His Majesty's health, thinking that I should not be negligent. Since Your Majesty can still joke, it should be great." The corners of Su Yanzhao's mouth hooked up without warmth.

Xie Qi's expression suddenly became silent.

Fortunately, he has a strong endurance, but in an instant, a just right smile appeared on his cheeks, and he said, "I was in a hurry to see Jing Zhiran's illness, and now I am in a bad condition. I want to stay here in Minghui Villa I don't know if Jing Zhi will allow me to recuperate from my illness."

Reach out and don't hit the smiling man.

What's more, this Minghui Villa was originally surnamed Xie, and the speaker's attitude was so low.

Su Yanzhao withdrew his gaze from Xie Qi's face, and said with nothing to do; "Your Majesty is willing to live well in the villa."

Where he couldn't see, Xie Qi smiled very satiated.

Since the two giants in Beijing and China packed up food, clothing and daily life to Minghui Villa, the focus of work in Beijing and China has shifted significantly.

Originally it was not the season to escape the summer heat, and I thought that these two would go out to live for ten days on a whim, but I didn’t expect that the time calendar was turned page by page, and the weather in Jinling became hotter and hotter day by day, and the two of them didn’t feel the slightest bit. Moved back**.

Su Yanzhao was too lazy to toss back and forth, Xie Qi was adhering to the principle of being where Su Xiang was, and never moved.

After such a delay, it will be the midsummer season in July.

"Your Majesty is looking for a minister?" Su Yanzhao read the income and expenditure memorial handed over by the household department, and finally gave Xie Qi, who had been staring at him all morning, a look.

For three whole months, Xie Qi gave full play to the limit of the human body's dead skin and face, and played the word "wrapped" almost perfectly, so that although Su Yanzhao still resists his confession from time to time, he has little resistance to the almost daily intimacy.

It's like raising a... clingy junior.

"I have a gift for Jingzhi." Xie Qi rested his elbows on the table, staring at Su Yanzhao fixedly.

The black robe with white borders was worn on him, it was warm and clear, making people feel close to him.

His family, Jingzhi, looks good at any time.

Ignoring Xie Qi's gaze that was about to stare at him, Su Yanzhao raised his eyebrows politely, showing a little surprise; "I would like to hear more about it."

With the approval, Xie Qi suddenly stood up, grabbed the arm of the person who was still sitting, and said with a smile; "Jingzhi comes with me."

Su Yanzhao was pulled by his sleeve with one hand, and shook his head helplessly, but got up seriously and walked slowly along with him.

The little emperor always gave gifts in an ingenious way, the last time he played the flute, and it was blown to his bedroom, but this time he didn't know what tricks he wanted to make.

He hadn't noticed at all that the patience and tolerance he had given Xie Qi seemed to be too much beyond the limit.

Minghui Villa is very big, Xie Qi dragged him around, and left the gate of the villa to the open field, the sky had already completely darkened.

Around the Royal Garden, even if no one came often, someone was sent to take care of it, so the surrounding flowers were fragrant, accompanied by the singing of insects and cicadas, and the breeze was gentle.

As far as Su Yanzhao could see, there appeared a man-made curtain, which was small in size and closed all around, looking very mysterious.

Xie Qi pulled him into it.

Unexpectedly, it is not the overwhelming darkness, but the light of the stars is suspended in the sky within reach, like the brightest stars at night, which is too beautiful to behold.

Su Yanzhao was stunned for a moment.

"Firefly?" After a long time, he asked in doubt.

Xie Qi nodded seriously.

"Why does Your Majesty think that the minister will like this?"

Su Yanzhao couldn't tell what it felt like to have the Bomei people's way of smiling, which has been passed down for a long time among the people, being copied directly to him.

No anger, no helplessness, not even dumbfounding.

Weird.

"Does Jingzhi know that the glow of fireflies... means courtship." Xie Qi suddenly said softly.

Just when Su Yanzhao thought he would say something next, Xie Qi sat down suddenly, and stretched out his hand to pull the person beside him.

Only then did Su Yanzhao see clearly that a small table was placed in the center of the curtain, with wine jugs and fruit plates carefully prepared on it, and two futons were placed around it.

Xie Qi stretched out his hand to fill up the two empty wine glasses, and took a sip by himself first.

The admonition to drink less was on his lips, Su Yanzhao sighed silently, and picked up the wine glass.

Overhead is a beautiful scenery like a starry sky, but the atmosphere between the two seems to be ambiguous mixed with a trace of inexplicable complexity.

Xie Qi picked up a fruit in the fruit plate and broke the silence; "The Qingyun fruit from Bingzhou tribute was only in two plates, and they were delivered over a long distance, and Jingzhi tasted it."

Qingyun fruit is a rare treasure in Bingzhou, and it is not easy to get it. What's more, when it is sent all the way to Jinling, its value has increased by more than a hundred times.

But none of this matters.

The important thing is that Xie Qi handed the fruit to the lips of the person beside him.

The faint fruity aroma wafted out, and Su Yanzhao could eat the fruit that Xie Qi was holding with just one mouthful.

Three months of being close to each other made him understand Xie Qi like never before in his two lifetimes.

As long as he opens his mouth, this guy will definitely put his hand close to his lips, most likely he will put his fingertips on his lips, and then snicker for a long time like a cat stealing fish.

While hesitating, Xie Qi suddenly withdrew his outstretched hand.

"Jing Zhi is not willing to taste like this?"

The young man stood up suddenly and moved closer.

The author has something to say: Let them get bored for a while 233, they have to do something~

Thanks to Fy, the nutrient solution of the big fruit red sandalwood.

Thank you for reunifying and moving to Monday~

yah~