Someone always wants me to be a courtier [Rebirth]

Chapter 52

He was half lying in Su Yanzhao's arms, relying on the waiters around him not to look up at the sky, his smile was undisguised, even a little arrogant.

The judge of the Imperial Hospital who was interrupted just now finally found a chance to continue, and continued tremblingly; "The Prime Minister, the sword wound on your majesty's chest is not serious, it only touches the flesh and does not hurt the bones. , It will be fine after a few days of cultivation.”

Su Yanzhao raised his eyebrows.

He lowered his head to look at the person who was still in his arms, only to see Xie Qi, who was still smiling just now, closed his eyes tightly at some point, and his face was taut, revealing something that could make people laugh. The tension is easily noticed.

"Your Majesty is fine, you can leave after changing your medicine." Su Yanzhao said casually, still wrapping his arms around Xie Qi's waist, his face unable to distinguish between joy and sorrow.

The people waiting in the account were all overjoyed when they heard the words, Xie Qi's wound had already been fully bandaged, but it was only after he struggled a while ago that blood oozes out again.Immediately, a skilled female doctor stepped forward, changed the medicine for Xie Qi who seemed to have fallen asleep, and then retreated lightly.

The huge tent instantly became empty, and the ears were much cleaner.

Xie Qi's eyes were still tightly closed.

At first, it was just the embarrassment of being exposed when it was overplayed, and later it was the sinking of a long sleep and unwillingness to wake up.

He felt himself falling into a warm embrace,

The arms around his waist are not very weak, on the contrary, they have a bit of firmness that ordinary men may not have, but their movements are gentle and gentle, which makes people feel at ease instinctively.

Not to mention, the faint sandalwood aroma lingering at the tip of the nose is also mixed with the ink aroma that has been immersed in the desk for a long time.

It smells so addictive.

After what seemed like a long time, Su Yanzhao's gentle voice reached his ears through the space.

"How long does Your Majesty plan to sleep for?" The tone of the person who has never been red-eyed by others is still calm, as if as long as Xie Qi remains silent, he will hold the person in his arms and stay silently all night.

Xie Qi, however, keenly sensed some danger.

Raising his hand and rubbing his eye sockets, Xie Qi slowly opened his eyes, trying his best to look like he just woke up from a sleepy sleep.

"Jing...Jingzhi?"

Su Yanzhao frowned her handsome eyebrows, said nothing, but her arms tended to drop.

Sensing the movement of the person beside him, Xie Qi hurriedly put his backhand around the hand of the person beside him, clinging to his original position for fear of shifting his position, his sleepy eyes suddenly became clearer.

Seeing that he was in a hurry, Su Yanzhao finally stopped moving, but still pursed his lips and looked at the person in his arms helplessly.

The 19-year-old will be crowned to handle the government affairs in the coming year, and he usually looks calm and steady. Why is he still surprisingly naive in front of him?

Having said that, except for Su Yanlian's two sons and daughters, he really has never hugged anyone.

Xie Qi didn't have time to think about what the person beside him was thinking. He was only worried that he would be put on the bed at any time. He turned his dark eyes and said as if asking for credit: "I cleaned up Xie Xuan."

There was nothing else in the tent except the two of them, the young man finally calmed down and boldly showed a bit of pride, his eyes were bright, and the corners of his brows and eyes revealed a hint of 'come and praise me, come and praise me'.

Su Yanzhao raised his eyebrows, turned his head to look at Xie Qi's smiling face, a faint smile could not help but hang on the corner of his mouth.

"So?" He asked softly, his eyes resting a little longer on the boy's pale lips due to excessive blood loss.

"So... the big festival is not bad, and the mistakes in small details are understandable, so don't pay too much attention to it." Xie Qi bit the bullet and said, missing the chuckling face of the person beside him.

"It's not a loss of honor, even if you hurt yourself in the chest? Does your Majesty understand the truth that the son of a daughter can't sit down?"

If you don't talk about it, it's enough, and if you mention Su Yanzhao's anger that has just calmed down, there will be a tendency to revive.

He was never caught off guard, and even knew the opponent's movements in advance, but he never had an absolute advantage in terms of military strength.

Regardless of the outcome, the little emperor was able to make a hole in his own chest, which made people wonder what to say.

Xie Qi's focus is not on this at all.

He just looked at Su Yanzhao fixedly, the light in his eyes was more obvious, and his tone was a little light; "Jingzhi is caring about me?"

"It is reasonable for a courtier to care about His Majesty."

A high-sounding answer, if one ignores the person who originally insisted on clinging to his arms and now suddenly became excited and wanted to lean forward and kiss his earlobe.

Xie Qi half sat up, and lightly pecked Su Yanzhao's ear.

"Jingzhi cares about me, I'm very happy," the person next to him who stiffened before reacting, followed up and continued; "Jingzhi might as well call me Aqi, Your Majesty sounds so good."

Ah Qi?

The Qi Dynasty has established a rule since the founding of the Tai/Zu that royal children have names but no characters. As long as the names are still on the genealogy of the Xie family, there is no need to take additional characters.

Right now, this is... a unique way of calling?

The warmth and strange touch of a boy still remained by the earlobe, and he was thinking of someone who had yelled his Jingzhi for a long time. Su Yanzhao lowered his eyelids and said lightly, "When there is no one in private."

What he said was too light, Xie Qi almost thought that he had to experience being rejected for the [-]th time in his life, and it took him a long time to react as if he had just woken up from a dream.

"There's no one in private now." Xie Qi, who came to his senses, barely jumped three feet high. Knowing that there was no one else in the tent, he still surveyed his surroundings for a moment, and said hastily after getting a satisfactory answer.

Su Yanzhao looked into the boy's eager eyes, and felt deeply that he had dug a deep hole for himself to jump into.

He opened his mouth with difficulty, and after a long while, he called softly.

"Ah Qi."

Seeing Xie Qi, who was still leaning half of his body in his arms, smiled instantly, pointed to the wound on his chest, and said: "Jing Zhi called a few more times, this wound doesn't need a doctor, it will be healed naturally."

When Su Yanzhao walked out of the emperor's tent, it was already dawn.

It was already midnight when Xuanwei came to tell the time, and with Xie Qi's injuries, the two talked for a long time in the tent, Xie Qicai finally couldn't hold back and fell into a deep sleep.

Su Yanzhao worked hard for a long time before he pulled his fingers out of Xie Qi's palm, shook his head and covered the quilt for others, and walked out slowly.

Earlier, there were many people in the imperial tent, and Xie Qi's actions were not too cryptic. God knows how many people murmured in their hearts.

If the news of his overnight stay spreads for even a little bit, Su Yanzhao can't bear to think about the rumored tomorrow.

As soon as he got out of the tent, Rong Yan, who had been waiting outside the tent for a long time, came forward and called the prime minister in a low voice.

Su Yanzhao responded, handed the cloak in his hand to him, and said, "Have you dealt with the finishing touches?"

Rong Yan took the cloak and replied in a low voice; "The people in the imperial prison are quick to do things. Ten out of ten things have been cleaned up, and there are not many that need to be reworked."

The cup of tea at night suddenly flashed before his eyes, Su Yanzhao paused, and said casually, "How does Your Majesty deal with Cheng Wang?"

In the agreement that Xie Qi made with him in Minghui Villa that day, except that he would not intervene in today's affairs, and the follow-up matters of this matter were all left to Xie Qi alone.

The disadvantage of being a hands-off shopkeeper is that you have to inquire about some things that are not the most important.

Rong Yan's face was as usual, and he replied dutifully; "I heard that he pierced his shoulder bone and was moved to the prison of the Ministry of Punishment. The second conspiracy...I'm afraid it may not be possible to save his life."

"Is the prime minister going to take a look?" Seeing that the people not far away stopped in their tracks, Rong Yan asked halfway.

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