I'm still so majestic

At the end of the day, Yan Ji was the worst drinker among the four, but Fu Zhihuai was the first to fall. There was no other reason, and no one could escape this end by drinking so recklessly.

He Ji's face was cold and his heart was hot, he helped him to lie down inside with no expression on his face, Yan Ji ordered his servants to look after him, and then left the prime minister's mansion together with Xie Wenzhuo and He Ji.

After going out, He Ji bid farewell and went back to the mansion. Yan Ji staggered and walked a few steps forward, but Xie Wenzhuo grabbed his sleeve, he turned around in doubt, the latter smiled slightly, and bent down in front of him: "Come on, I'll carry you on my back."

This is really emotional.

Yan Ji was not pretentious, and after saying hello, he stretched out his hand to hold her.Xie Wenzhuo stood up supporting his legs, and continued walking steadily with his back on his back.

Yan Ji rested his chin on Xie Wenzhuo's shoulder, and stretched out his hand to play with his hair: "I saw you nod to me in the Hall of Supreme Harmony today, but is there any clue to the investigation?"

Xie Wenzhuo hummed: "There are three or two families in the capital, but there are quite a few outside. They are all well-established families with intricate forces behind them. A list has been drawn up."

It is about the family that Yan Zhou colluded with.

Yanji heard him mention several families, and was familiar with them no matter what he heard. After thinking about it, he realized that they were all powerful families who secretly created troubles in his previous life to cut down hereditary titles.

In this life, Yun Muzhi took the route of attacking first, blocking his way first according to his previous memory, or setting up a middle game based on what he did in his previous life.

Yan Ji could see it clearly, and had some guesses in his heart about Yun Muzhi's thoughts on whether he would be reborn or not, so he simply pushed the boat along.After doing this several times, the latter became even more unscrupulous, and stretched his hand a lot farther.

He was able to guess everything Yun Muzhi and Yan Zhou planned, but he still let them go. Fu Zhihuai and Yan Ji grew up together, and both had doubts about it, but Xie Wenzhuo never asked.

Later, Yan Ji couldn't help asking Xie Wenzhuo if he knew what he meant. When he asked, Xie Wenzhuo was practicing calligraphy in the side hall. After hearing the words, he smiled warmly, and with a twist of his wrist, eight large characters appeared on the rice paper.

Dodge and hide your heart, one hit kills.

Yan Ji's heart softened suddenly.

Love and know each other, life is a blessing.

Thinking of this, Yan Ji couldn't help squinting his eyes and laughing again. Hearing his laughter, Xie Wenzhuo turned his head slightly: "What are you thinking?"

"I'm thinking about how my family's Taifu is so smart and good." Yanji smiled, lowered his head and rubbed his face in the posture of turning his head: "Look at the road, you still carry me behind your back, you have to protect it. "

Xie Wenzhuo hummed softly, his facial features were exceptionally soft in the night, Yan Ji lay on his back and stared at his face unscrupulously, gradually, his heart softened into a puddle of water.

Xie Wenzhuo was naturally in the same mood.

Kyoto has been prosperous and prosperous for a hundred years, with dragons and tigers occupying it, and it is very lively, but it is still quiet at night.It has not been warm this year, and the night wind was already howling in late autumn, Xie Wenzhuo walked for a while, and asked softly, "Is it cold?"

"A little bit, but it's okay." Yan Ji said: "Don't do the stupid thing of stopping and giving me the cloak. If you have this kind of time, you might as well take a few more steps and warm up together when you get home."

Hearing him talking about family, Xie Wenzhuo's expression warmed up, and he said yes with a smile.Yan Ji let him carry it with peace of mind, and stretched out his hand to cover Xie Wenzhuo's ears to help him warm up. The latter frowned and glanced at him, so he had to put his hands on Xie Wenzhuo's collar to warm his cloak honestly.

The prime minister's mansion was not far from the palace city, and after about a quarter of an hour, he looked up and saw the vermilion palace gate in front of him.

Back at the Xuanjing Hall, Yan Ji’s face was stiff from the cold, and he came out after soaking in the hot water of the Yuchi for half an hour. The earth dragon in the inner hall was very hot and warm, and he felt drowsy as soon as he touched the bedding. , eyes half-closed and waiting for Xie Wenzhuo to come out.

Not long after, Xie Wenzhuo packed up his things and came back. Seeing Yan Ji's sleepy eyes, he first smiled, then noticed his wet hair, frowned, picked up the cloth towel on the side with one hand, and wrapped it around Yan Ji's neck with the other Let him lean in his arms.

Yan Ji closed her eyes, felt the top of her hair being gently caressed, and the tip of her nose was the usual sandalwood scent from Xie Wenzhuo's body. She felt extremely at ease for a while, and slowly fell asleep.

……

The next day at court, Zhou Xi, head of the Ministry of Rituals, went to see him outside the Xuanjing Hall with the gift book. When he entered, Yan Ji was sitting on the side of the charcoal basin with Xie Wenzhuo, eating melon seeds, when he heard footsteps. Turning around, he smiled: "Zhou Qing, sit down."

Zhou Xi looked at it hesitantly, and finally sat down on the floor beside him tremblingly.

Er Gouzi was very dissatisfied with having one more person beside him. He glanced up at him with pale golden eyes, Zhou Xi couldn't help shrinking back, Yan Ji was smiling at the side and had seen enough, reached out and patted it on the head: "Don't bully!" Honest man."

After finishing speaking, he raised his head: "What's the matter with Zhou Qing?"

Zhou Xi nodded, opened the book of ceremonies in his hand, and said: "Today is October 28, and there is still half a month before your majesty's eighteenth birthday. This is a big event for Daqi, and we can't delay it. I want to ask your majesty what he means. What are you going to do this year?"

Eighteenth birthday.

Yan Ji's heart skipped a beat, and from the corner of his eye he noticed that Xie Wenzhuo's eyes had lit up, and he couldn't help but tense somewhere.

He spent the past few days at ease, but he completely forgot about it.

Yan Ji waved his hand: "Birthdays don't need to be held every year, and this year there is no need to prepare, and the night banquet is also skipped. I really want to make it lively, and it won't be too late when the crown comes."

"This..." Zhou Xi looked at Xie Wenzhuo in embarrassment, hoping that he could say something like last year. The person being watched stood beside him with a gentle smile, and raised his head after noticing Zhou Xi's gaze: " His Majesty's words are very true."

Your Majesty's tone was decisive, and the Taifu also said the same. Zhou Xi knew that there was no room for change in this matter, so he had to give up, saluted and left.

The door was closed, Xie Wenzhuo stood beside Yan Ji, lowered his head close to his ear: "Your Majesty... there is still half a month left."

The last four characters lowered their voice, with a little deep smile, very provocative.Yan Ji glanced at him, feeling very complicated: "...speak seriously."

"Okay." Xie Wenzhuo followed the good advice: "Half a month will pass soon, these days, I have to take out all the old Longyang scrolls to have a look, otherwise if His Majesty is dissatisfied by that day, it will be It's my fault."

Although the tone is serious, why do these words sound like I am dissatisfied with my desires?

Xie Wenzhuo's face was still serious: "Does Your Majesty like the posture on page 29 of the first volume or the posture on page [-] of the second volume?"

Yanji: "..."

Can you stop discussing this topic with me with this academic attitude?

Shouldn't this kind of topic be talked about in bed? !

cough.

Yan Ji rubbed his nose and said vaguely, "We'll talk about this kind of thing later."

Xie Wenzhuo raised his eyebrows, and he didn't make it difficult for him: "Okay."

After finishing speaking, he lowered his head and breathed heat into Yan Ji's ears: "Then tonight... Your Majesty must ask the good minister to talk about it."

Clothes beasts.

Sven scum.

Yan Ji helped the forehead,

After that, I didn't bother to read the memorial anymore.

Later, Yan Ji took Er Gouzi out for a walk, Shao He stayed in the inner hall to prepare dinner, Xie Wenzhuo would have been with Yan Ji according to reason, but when he came back today, he went to the front of the side hall. The messy pile of Longyang rolls was taken out, but Yanji didn't look at it, and didn't call him for a walk.

Er Gouzi has been very proud of himself recently, and feels that he has the momentum of pampering the sixth house, and his ears are shaking very happily.

Yan Ji looked down at its carefree appearance, and secretly lamented inwardly that the simple-minded creature is really happy, no matter where it is.

When it was almost time to leave, the palace servants from Xuanjing Palace who called Yanji to have a meal happened to be here too.Back in Xuanjing Hall, Er Gouzi was instantly attracted by the chicken leg. Yan Ji turned his gaze and heard Shao He say: "Your Majesty, the Taifu is still in the side hall."

Yan Ji couldn't help but rubbed his nose again: "Is the Taifu still...reading?"

Shao He shook his head: "I was reading a book before, but now I seem to be practicing calligraphy."

Yan Ji took a look at the entrance of the side hall, saw that Xie Wenzhuo was really writing something behind the desk, so he was relieved and walked in slowly.Over there, Xie Wenzhuo put down his pen and looked over with a smile: "Your Majesty."

Yan Ji hummed, and walked to his side: "Teacher is writing..."

After that, the words came to an abrupt end when he saw the rice paper on the table, and his eyes suddenly became somewhat unbelievable.

Such a familiar style.

Such a familiar character.

Such a familiar action.

……

How hard did you hold back, Taifu, to have the mood to draw the Longyang scroll? !

Yan Ji felt that he was going to go blind.

The previous Longyang Scroll was still quite reserved, and the appearance of the characters was only seven or eight points, but now it is completely described according to his and Xie Wenzhuo's appearance, and the expression between the eyebrows is even exactly the same.

Looking at Yan Ji Yan Lai, the sense of shame as if he saw himself doing something shameless and impetuous is really indescribable.

Yan Ji looked up at Xie Wenzhuo, the meaning in his eyes was obvious.

——I didn’t expect you to be such a master.

However, there are still many things that Yan Ji didn't expect. Xie Wenzhuo met his eyes calmly, with a gentle smile: "Your Majesty has been staring at my painting, and I think I like it very much. It just so happens that I like it very much. Why don't you frame it?" What do you think Your Majesty thinks if you hang it on the cloud-patterned wall in the inner hall?"

Yanji: "..."

Usually my clothes are so tight and you are like this, if you hang them up, can I still live?

"I don't think this is necessary." Yan Ji said, and after finishing speaking, he felt that it seemed unconvincing: "No matter how good the charm in the painting is, it can't compare with the liveliness of a real person. I am by your side every day, so there is no need to use this kind of charm." Think about things."

Xie Wenzhuo's eyes lit up: "It means that His Majesty is willing to do the things on this painting with the minister every day?"

"..." Yan Ji spoke with difficulty: "I am not this..."

"That's fine." Xie Wenzhuo said before him: "Then I will go to the imperial hospital to ask for some ointment for fun. I have already asked for it before. There are rose ointment, hibiscus ointment and wood fruit ointment. Your Majesty likes it." Which kind?"

"..." The Tai Hospital gang are not doing their jobs properly.

"Besides, there seem to be some interesting objects. There seems to be a volume of Longyang Juan that specifically mentioned this before, and I asked about it." Xie Wenzhuo looked very interested: "There are many styles of this thing. I don't know which kind His Majesty is interested in..."

Yan Ji lay down on the wooden table in despair, and glanced at him faintly: "...you'd better hang up the painting."

Xie Wenzhuo laughed, and slid his fingers lightly across his cheeks, his movements were very tender, he stood up for a while, rolled up the painting and put it into the brocade box beside him, Yan Ji was a little confused: "Aren't you going to hang it?"

Xie Wenzhuo tilted his head, and his tone was so gentle that it was outrageous: "How can I do something that His Majesty doesn't want?"

Yan Ji was taken aback.

The person with a gentle smile walked up to him, his brows and eyes warmer than the light at noon: "So, don't be afraid, Your Majesty, it doesn't matter when the date was set before, your wish is what I care most about." Yes, you know?"

"..." Yan Ji's ears were a little red, and she lowered her head, knowing that Xie Wenzhuo had always been aware of his thoughts, and now he was making such a fuss, after all, to comfort him.

He finally hummed in a low voice.

Then I heard a deep laughter from above, and then stretched out both hands, carefully cupped his face and kissed him, and then held his hand: "Okay, let's go out to eat...don't be unhappy, my Your Majesty loves to laugh."

Yan Ji was a little embarrassed, and looked at him with a straight face, and walked out with a straight posture.Xie Wenzhuo followed behind him with a smile, the tenderness in his eyes was almost overflowing.

Day by day, seeing the birthday slowly approaching, Yanji sometimes looks forward to it, sometimes feels anxious and sometimes can't speak, and she doesn't know exactly what kind of mood she is in.

Shao He found a lot of exquisite food for the emperor's birthday, and He Ji and Fu Zhihuai also carefully prepared congratulatory gifts, each waiting for Dongyue Thirteen in peace.

But just a few days before Yanji's birthday, something unexpected happened to them.