Prostitution

This time Mr. Wen really walked through the gate of life and death, and it took three days and three nights of rescue to save his life.

A few days later, I became conscious again, and my whole body was in pain as if the bones were falling apart, and I had to breathe easily.

Sitting next to the bed was Wu Qu, seeing him wake up, he was pleasantly surprised at first, and gestured with worry and hatred for the memory that recovered after hesitating for a while.

Wen Wuyu was so weak that he couldn't raise his hand and could only simply respond with his fingers.

Wu Qu sighed silently and stopped talking.

Wen Qu came in from outside the door, carrying Dabu soup, Qingchang's voice proved that nothing happened to him from that kick, "Wu Qu, didn't the doctor say that you can wake up in a few days, master, is he awake?"

Walking to the side of the bed, he immediately beamed with joy and his voice became crisper, "Ah, wake up, eat something quickly, freshly stewed bone soup!"

Wen Wuyu really felt that he was so hungry that he drank a large bowl of bone soup into his stomach while being served clumsily by two servants.

After that, he fell asleep again in a drowsy state.

A few days later, Mr. Wen saw neither good nor bad, but just lay straight on the bed with his eyes closed.

Mingming looked very energetic while eating, Wen Qu couldn't help being idle, standing by the bed and chanting, "Master, master, master..."

Take the trouble over and over again.

"En." Wen Wuyu finally said.

He guessed right, the master really pretended to be asleep, Wen Qu squatted down on the bed, and blinked, "Why don't you talk when you're awake?"

Wen Wuyu opened the slits of his eyes to scan him and closed them again.

"Are you unhappy? Are you unhappy that the prince didn't come to see you?"

Wen Qu self-righteously speculated about the master's mind, and self-righteously thought that he guessed it right, "The prince is a heartless and cheapskate who likes the new and dislikes the old! Master, please don't take it to heart, there is nothing good about that kind of person!"

From the very beginning, he thought that his master had been "favoring" the prince for a long time, otherwise why would he ask the young lady who came out of the palace to ask about the prince when he was in Lianyi Pavilion.In his opinion, the master endured the humiliation and finally got what he wanted, and accepted the favor alone, but the prince's nature is hard to change.

"What do you want to say?" Wen Wuyu still closed his eyes.

Wen Qu hesitated to speak, thought for a moment and said, "It's nothing."

After being quiet for a long while, the master didn't even ask, dissatisfied with the music, he said anxiously, "Master, master..."

Mr. Wen's good temper was probably tempered by this fellow, he raised his eyelids in response.

"Do you know why the lord didn't come to see you?" Wen Qu asked and answered himself full of resentment, "Because he fell in love with someone else! You said you were not angry, so you just burned a kitchen. How much are broken bricks and tiles worth?" For a small amount of money, he actually put you in the sidelines! Before that, he was protecting things bigger than this, and it was just a little thing. When you are that, how do you say it, call it, call it, come and go! Master, you have to get better quickly, or that little boy will be proud of himself!"

Wen Wuyu asked, "What boy?"

Wen Qu jumped up to a height of three feet, and the soles of his feet slapped, "Didn't you see that little white face is whiter than a woman, whiter than your robe!"

Wen Wuyu naturally had to ask, "Where did you come from?"

"During the few days when you were in a coma, I heard that he was picked up in the wild, saying that he seemed to be a man of heaven watching to kill Wei Jie, and the prince immediately met him. I met him once, and he was as arrogant as a quail!"

Wen Qu danced and clamored for indignation and disdain,

"I thought the lord really took care of it! It turns out that all the men in the world are the same, they like the new and dislike the old!"

Wen Wuyu pursed his lips slightly, "Aren't you a man?"

Wen Qu was taken aback for a moment, "I am, but I'm not like him."

Wen Wuyu had an obvious smile on his face, "If you were him, you might be more romantic and ridiculous than him."

Wen Qu couldn't understand, "Master, are you not angry?"

"Not angry," Wen Wuyu turned to ask about something else, "Did you feed the sparrow these days?"

Wen Qu nodded sullenly, he was still upset, but for the first time he felt that there was nothing he could do to his master.

On the back of the blood edict is a suicide note. Back then, the Zhong family was aggressive, and the Prime Minister had no choice but to drink poison and died.

He Pingzhang escaped for several days, but there was no rumor in the capital that the palace had escaped.

This makes things even more confusing.

Yuan Cheng was suspicious of Wen Wuyu, but he almost killed He Pingzhang, so he ruled out this suspicion.

Reviewing dossiers is boring day after day.

No matter how powerful the civil servants are, it is in vain. Without military power in their hands, there are only a few soldiers who can use them, and they cannot make big waves.This is Zhong's brilliance.

Yuan Cheng frowned on the high seat, dropped his pen and left the seat.

Although the plan to allow Qi Mingxiu to live in the palace did not proceed as expected, but a fire made the plan ahead of schedule, and there was no danger, thanks to Mr. Wen.

Smelling the familiar smell of mutton again, Yuan Cheng couldn't help turning his eyes, looking at the green bull in the far corner, blocking his nose with his index finger and quickening his pace.

In the room, Wu Qu sat at the round table and was bored. As soon as he saw the prince, Wu Qu got up and left, but Wen Qu didn't, he stood up slowly and insulted him.

"Hey, my lord, it's true that the nobleman forgets things so much, you only remember that the master has grown mushrooms."

The corner of Yuan Cheng's mouth curled up, it was really rare to find someone as frank and genuine as Wen Qu, it was mixed joy and sorrow.

There were two coughs from the back room.

Yuan Cheng didn't quarrel with him, and went straight in.

Mr. Wen looked good, but his eyes were dull and listless.

"All blessings, my lord." Although it was inconvenient to salute, the tone was absolutely sincere and polite.

Yuan Cheng sat down on the bed, feeling a little worried, "Is it the medicine or your health? It's been a month and you still haven't recovered."

Wen Wuyu said with a faint smile, "It took a hundred days to hurt my muscles and bones, but I broke three sternums. If it didn't take three hundred days, it would take two hundred days."

It is not easy not to die.

"Let the doctor take a look at it tomorrow. Wenqu said you grew mushrooms, so you haven't gotten out of bed for a month? Come down and walk."

After saying that, he lifted the quilt.

Wen Wuyu was as immobile as a mountain, obviously unwilling, and had no intention of getting up, "My lord, I just want to sleep."

Yuan Cheng bent down and grabbed his ankles and dragged him out of the big bed.

Wen Wuyu stepped on the ground with both feet, and moved his face into the bed like a tortoise.

It was the first time I saw this person's inertia, and I laughed at Yuan Cheng,

"If I do it, don't blame me for hurting you."

Wen Wuyu was as limp as mud, "My lord held his hands high, I really don't want to move."

Yuan Cheng's brows twitched, and he lay down on the bed, wrapped his arms around his waist and lifted him up.

At this time, Wen Qu's voice came, "Hey, who are you? Are there any rules, why do you just enter other people's rooms!"

The two people in the back room turned their heads together.

A petite young man came quietly, his jade face was ashen, his peach eyes were flaming, and his fists were clenched and trembling.

Qi Mingxiu.

Yuan Cheng was stunned for a moment, and gently put Wen Wuyu down on the bed.Suddenly he was bumped and staggered before the person let go, and then Qi Mingxiu pulled away from his embrace, grabbed Wen Wuyu's collar and slammed him into the bed.

In the blink of an eye during the incident, Yuan Cheng didn't even have time to react, and saw Wen Wuyu hit his head against the wall and fell heavily on the bed.

"Mingxiu!" Yuan Cheng yelled in time to stop Qi Mingxiu, who stepped onto the bed with an aura of cannibalism.

Qi Mingxiu looked back in a daze.

That Xiang Wenqu followed in a panic, and was furious when he saw this scene, and waved his fists to vent his anger on his master, "You are too deceitful!"

It's a pity that the fist didn't hit anyone, and a palm hit in the chest flew out of the door curtain.

Wen Wuyu was dizzy, his eyes were dizzy, and he lay on the bed unable to move.

Yuan Cheng strode forward to restrain Qi Mingxiu, and dragged him away from the west chamber without saying a word.

"You said you were busy with official documents, so I didn't bother you. I didn't expect you to lie to me and secretly go to see that bitch!"

In the study, Qi Mingxiu had tears in his eyes.

Yuan Cheng remained silent.

"Why don't you drive him away! Are you reluctant? Tell me!"

Yuan Cheng let out a bad breath, his eyes were cold, "I told you, it's in our interest and harmless to keep him."

Qi Mingxiu sneered with tears in his eyes, "What's the benefit? Hmph, a fake Taoist priest has no martial arts or fame, so what are the benefits?"

Yuan Cheng walked to the desk and took a seat, took a pen to write, and said in a slow voice, "Now there is no emperor's eyeliner in the mansion, sooner or later he will send someone over again, you don't understand the truth of Mu Xiu Yu Lin."

Qi Mingxiu stared blankly, then gradually calmed down, staring at the ground lonely.

The afterglow adjusts the new color, and the shadows are dim and yellow.

In these ten years, I hope that there will be no time to be tired.