After transmigrating into a faint king, I had sex with the villain general

As soon as he opened his eyes and saw the dazzlingly bright sunlight, Xiao Fang knew that it was all right, the morning greetings that he had promised were cooing again.

Fortunately, the alcohol content last night was not high, and he didn't feel seriously nauseated after the hangover, but he still stared at the unfamiliar layout around him, and he was very dazed for a while before he remembered where it was.

The people outside heard the sound of the bed board being crushed inside, knocked on the door quickly, and entered the door with a water basin covered with towels.

"emperor."

Ji Yunqi was so clean that Xiao Fang felt ashamed. It turned out that he was the only one who was in a mess last night.

"I serve you to get up and wash up."

"No, no, no." Xiao Fang was so scared that he jumped out of bed immediately, he didn't even do anything to control Xiao Yuan, let alone let the noble General Huaihua serve him.

But he couldn't help the soreness and weakness of waking up after drinking. As soon as his toes touched the ground, his knees softened, and he fell forward, supported by a strong hand.

"Your Majesty, be careful."

Ji Yunqi helped him sit down by the bed, put the water basin aside, pressed his hands on his knees, and took a warm towel with one hand.

This posture is a bit forced and domineering, Xiao Fang struggled lightly, but he couldn't break free, he felt the heat rushing towards his face, sticking to his sticky face in the morning, it was so comfortable that people didn't want to talk, so he sat obediently and didn't move. Someone wiped it carefully.

Ji Yunqi had a thin layer of calluses on his hands, and sometimes he would inadvertently rub his cheeks with a soft towel, a little bit of roughness made his skin tremble.

Much better service than Madoka's rough hands and feet.

The mouthwash with the fragrance of cold plum was brought to his mouth, and he quickly took it: "Don't bother General Ji."

Ji Yunqi's eyes flickered, and he twisted the towel casually: "The emperor... called Chen Yunqi last night."

Xiao Fang's scalp was numb, as if he remembered that there was such a thing, drinking too much was a mistake, but Ji Yunqi's tone, it sounds like... Changing the name seems to be aggrieved.

He sat by the bed, thinking more and more that something was wrong. Last night he said a lot of great things with the help of alcohol.

"I..." He tentatively asked, "Did I say anything nonsense yesterday?"

"No," Ji Yunqi calmed his uneasiness decisively: "The emperor just drank a few more glasses and fell asleep soon."

Xiao Fang didn't dare to ask further questions.

He didn't bump his head too much, so he naturally remembered what he said last night, but since Ji Yunqi didn't mention it, he didn't have to make fun of himself, even if he fell asleep later, he still vaguely felt as if he was being hugged in his arms.

The man walked very carefully, the ups and downs were smooth, and it was as warm as a small stove, which made the alcohol in his body gather enough strength to burrow out, making it unbearably hot.

But the back was completely empty, so he could only make up his own mind and have a night of erotic dreams.

Xiao Fang sighed in his heart, Ji Yunqi is about to bloom under his own guidance, and he has even learned this kind of teasing that seems to have nothing. Now he is practicing with himself, so as not to lose the chain in a serious game?

For some reason, I still feel a little unwilling.

Could it be that the people who can tempt him belong to someone else's family?It's so unfair.

He grunted, rinsed his mouth, and spit out twice in a muffled voice before regaining his composure—what happened to him, but he drank two more sips of wine and became so pretentious, Ji Yunqi was never his.

Why bother to think wildly.

"What about Zhao He?" Of course, he just asked casually. It is probably not a big deal to be able to sleep so peacefully until now.

Ji Yunqi wanted to help change clothes, but Xiao Fang waved his hands to stop him, so he stood aside and watched Xiao Fang change clothes one by one, his messed up hair was wrapped in the clothes, he stretched out his hand, and gently pulled it out.

He had dreamed countless times before, in which he would violently pull the little emperor's hair and show him the riddled rivers and mountains, but this was the first time he had truly touched this long, smooth black hair.

The hands are extremely light, for fear of hurting the other party a little.

Six years of lovesickness had turned him into an idiot.

"Yun Qi?" Xiao Fang turned his head, looked at him in a daze, and called out.

Ji Yunqi came back to his senses: "Your Majesty, you don't have to worry about court congratulations. In previous years, you were often absent, but..."

He paused as if losing his appetite, saw Xiao Fang's deer-like eyes looking at him in bewilderment, and then smiled: "It's just that someone has already come to the minister's mansion to congratulate the emperor on the new year."

Xiao Fang was taken aback.

He has learned how many "good things" the little emperor has done before, and he was not welcomed by others, and those who were waiting to be seen by the little emperor have almost been cleaned up now.

The most he knows here is his old lady, otherwise the cat who is older than the Chinese New Year will not come to Ji Yunqi's house.

Is my wife here?

He hurriedly pulled on his shoes and ran out the door, just as he stepped through the hanging flower door under Ji Yunqi's guidance, he saw a large group of people standing in front of him.

Some are familiar, some are unfamiliar, and they are all wearing court clothes in a serious manner, as if the entire Hall of Supreme Harmony has been moved to Ji Yunqi's house.

The one at the front is my old lady and four beautiful girls beside her, who are talking and laughing. Seeing him coming, my old lady shook the red envelope in her hand at him and smiled.

It seems that the old lady has really had a good time this year, and she doesn't feel homesick at all.

Next to the queen mother and the concubine are Yu Xiang and Fan Shengyu, and behind them is General Mi, who is in charge of guarding the imperial army, who seems to be the family of Concubine Mi, and then they are seen every time they go to court, but they can't be called by name.

He was instantly shocked by the appearance of so many people, and he didn't even want to think about whether they came because of him or because of Ji Yunqi.

As if to explain his doubts, Fan Shengyu took a box from the attendant beside him, knelt down and lifted the lid for him.

Inside the box is a Hou brush, even Xiao Fang, who knows nothing about brushes, can tell that this is definitely not a vulgar product.

Fan Shengyu straightened up, the smile in her long and narrow eyes was still as frosty as snow: "The emperor must not forget to practice calligraphy every day, this year when the spring is coming, he should set an example for the students all over the world."

Seeing Xiao Fang suddenly wanting to laugh and cry, Ji Yunqi pursed his lips into a smile, ordering others to accept the congratulatory gifts from the ministers and take them over for a look.

"emperor."

Xiao Fangzheng opened his mouth, staring at it intently, and didn't even bother to pay attention to whether these things counted as his share of profits, and saw that Ji Yunqi also walked up to Xiao, offering a dagger embedded in a leather sheath.

Maybe it's been a long time since I celebrated the festival with so many people, or it's been too long since I received any gifts, or it's been too long since I haven't received so many kind eyes, even though he feels like he didn't do anything, but he needs these full of him.

Xiao Fang felt that something strange was filling his heart and nasal cavity, which made his throat a little choked and his eyes astringent.

He never thought he was such an emotional person.

"Everyone, I hope the new year will be smooth, peaceful and happy." He lowered his eyes, not wanting others to see that he was still in such a mess when he was stupid, so he just held his dagger and bowed deeply to the crowd in front of him: "This year, we will still have a lot of money." thanks everyone."

With the end of the snow and the coming of spring, it is bound to be another year of good scenery.

Chunwei, which had been abandoned for several years, kicked off the first lively prelude.

Xu Shi hadn't done it for a long time, and the young people who had been promoted were too inexperienced, and the bureaucracy was so busy that Fan Shengyu even went to invite several gentlemen who had retired from their homes to come out of the mountain to sit in town.

Even several other films were also stirred up.

Ji Yunqi sent out the seeds that had been saved for several months, carefully, for fear of any mistakes, in addition to inspecting martial arts, he spent more time to inspect the fields in the suburbs of Beijing. Although he was reluctant, he also stayed with Xiao Fang less often .

Many excerpts naturally returned to the desk of the imperial study.

Even if Xiao Fang scratched his heart and cried bitterly, he still had to drive ducks to the shelves and work for more than eight hours a day, holding the Hou pen given by Fan Shengyu, and guarding Ji Yunfeng, the little teacher who combined Fan Shengyu and Ji Yunqi's orders, crying They were approving memorials with hideous faces all over their faces.

It is even more painful than learning high mathematics back then.

Fortunately, the papers he had reviewed were checked by Mr. Yu, otherwise he was really afraid that he would become a faint king worse than the original owner.

After coming and going, he actually learned some ability to deal with government affairs, and even my wife took the time to praise him.

Outside the busy palace walls, rattling horse-drawn carriages rolled over the newly paved ground, bringing along countless foreigners rushing for the exam.

Inns, large and small, refurbished their facades to accept guests from all over the world.

The peddlers on the street began to yell "Sanyuan Jidi" made of eggs, and in the teahouse, two or threes opened their postures, and some gentlemen were talking slowly about the glory of Datan many years ago.

Those romantic heroes who are titled on the gold list rely on horses and wear flowers, and those young talents who return triumphantly.

The speaker is fascinated, and the listener is fascinated, as if the land under him has returned to the once prosperous time in an instant.

In the hustle and bustle and noise, anyone with a discerning eye can see that many things are changing subtly, starting from the familiar dirt road that extended silently in the palace last year.

Will the carriage that has been tilted into the ditch and is on the verge of overturning be on the right track again?

Many people began to whisper in private, with a little voice, as if there were many hopes struggling tenaciously out of the rigid soil, shining faintly in the dark night.

Only Xiao Fang didn't know what hope was. He felt that he was about to be killed by these square memorials.

Everyone is trying their best to move forward, and he can't drop the chain halfway and hold people back.

But all these full-speed progress slowly came to a standstill in an accident.

Xiao Fang was almost the last to know.

When he got out of the desk in disgrace, and rushed to Yu's residence in a hurry, almost all the important ministers he dealt with on a daily basis arrived.

Fan Shengyu was helping the person on the bed very lightly, and the queen mother who was guarding the bed stirred the soup in the bowl, scooped up a spoonful, and fed it to the old man on the bed.

The others stood quietly but anxiously.

Xiao Fang's hastily entering the door broke the silence, and when he went in, he saw his old lady nodding slightly to him, knowing that the matter was really serious.

Xiang Yu couldn't raise his eyes, which seemed to be falling asleep at any time, and he hadn't seen him for a while, and his cheeks were much thinner.

The queen mother stood up and signaled him to come over, Xiao Fang took over the queen mother's position, but clearly saw that his hand holding the soup was shaking.

It wasn't until he heard that Xiang Yu fell ill that he remembered that Xiang Yu was the father of the queen mother and the grandfather of the little emperor.

He was already 21 himself, and Xiang Yu was nearly seventy years old. During this period of time, he seemed to be crazy about how many papers he had approved. Xiang Yu not only read the same number of papers, but also took the trouble to review and guide him.

This old man, from the first day he came here, although he never looked at him directly, he always stood behind him calmly.

Without Xiang Yu sitting behind him, he seemed to be hanging on the edge of a precarious cliff, instantly losing his sense of security.

"Yu Xiang...take a sip of the medicine."

He tried hard to stabilize his trembling, but the hand holding the spoon was pushed away.

"I'm old." Yu Xiang was rarely willing to say a word to Xiao Fang, and spread out a hand on the quilt.

Xiao Fang quickly handed the bowl to the side, and gently held that hand, dry and thin, with coiled veins, such unconcealable oldness made the tip of his nose sore.

"Yu Xiang, you are too tired these days, just take some time to cultivate."

Yu Xiang put the other hand on the back of his hand. He was very gentle, but he didn't have the energy to say too many polite words to him, so he just sighed softly: "Your Majesty, you should go and get him back. Now, it's time for him to come back."

"He?" Xiao Fang was surprised: "He is..."

"Qin Huai."

The author has something to say: I am a slow-moving man, and I can only finish one chapter in three days. I am very busy with work recently. If I can’t keep up, I will update it every other day or every two days.

I won’t ask for extra leave. I hope you understand. I will try my best to get out after work.

I can’t write without saving the manuscript, because I always want to revise it back and forth, and add some details to foreshadow or foreshadow.

A word of complaint, jj is a cheap subject, the blocked keywords are all messy, "insert" is okay, "pull|out" is not allowed

What the hell! ! !