[Quick travel] It's all because the host is so charming

Song Qi shivered for no reason.

"Why does Your Highness look at me like this?" Mu Che narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Could it be that you are afraid of me?"

Song Qi frowned and dared not speak, and then thought of the stack of books to be copied on his desk.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Mu Che stopped talking, took his hand and led him onto the horse, the warm chest of the person behind him pressed against him, and the light and faint fragrance of jasmine from his body penetrated into his nostrils, fuming Song Qi's brain dizzy.

Slender and white hands passed through his waist, firmly holding the guide rope in front of him.

"drive--"

The dark horse galloped down the empty street.

Mu Che's gentle breath sprayed behind his ears, and there was a tingling sensation that made Song Qi want to turn around and cover his mouth.

"Your Highness... your ears are so red..." Mu Che drove his horse slowly into the palace gate, deliberately teasing him, "But is this mink fur too hot?"

"Who... who said I'm hot?" Song Qi stammered, "I... I'm obviously cold..."

"Really..." Mu Che pursed his lips, let go of the rein with his right hand, and slowly rubbed Song Qi's red right ear, "Then let this subordinate warm you up."

Song Qi was ashamed and annoyed, she opened his hand and said angrily, "What are you doing!"

"Why did Your Highness think of going to the Hualou?" Mu Che suddenly changed the subject in a flat tone, "And invited a group of young men to help the fun. Could it be... Your Highness likes men?"

"It wasn't my idea at all!" Song Qi's cheeks turned red from neck to neck, trying to defend herself, "Xiao Yunchuan asked me to invite him..."

Song Qi suddenly stopped talking halfway.

It's over, he just remembered that he seems to have forgotten to pay the bill.

I don't know if Xiao Yunchuan at this moment even wants to kill him.

Song Qi looked back regretfully, they were already far away from Chang'an Avenue.

"Xiao Yunchuan..." Mu Che chewed on the name for a while, a look of gloom flashed across his eyes, "It seems that General Xiao's son needs some artificial discipline..."

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Unexpectedly, Mu Che didn't ask Song Qi to copy the book, but instead gave him a budgie that was a tribute from the West, saying it was to relieve his boredom.

Song Qi was quite happy at first, thinking that this old fox, Mu Che, finally had some humanity.

Who knows that things will soon turn a little bad.

When Song Qi tried to sneak out of the palace again, the stinky bird started screaming recklessly before he stepped out of the palace door.

"Come here! Come here! Your Highness wants to run away again! Your Highness wants to run away again!"

Hold.

Song Qi was just about to run up and pinch its stinky mouth, when she heard a rush of footsteps, followed by a dense crowd of maids and guards who all knelt on the ground: "Your Highness! ah!"

They were taught a lesson by the regent last time, and this time, if His Highness is going to escape again, they don't have to keep their heads.

Song Qi: "..."

"I heard that His Highness wants to run away again?" Someone walked in slowly from outside the hall. He was dressed in a domineering black robe, with a dark mink fur on his shoulders, which made his shoulders wide and his waist narrow. He was very handsome, "" Is there anything in this palace that makes His Highness dissatisfied? "

Mu Che was clearly smiling, but Song Qi only felt a cold aura rising from his feet, making his skin crawl for no reason.

""No..." Song Qi backed away with a smirk, and was pushed straight into the corner by him, "Everything...is fine, I'm not dissatisfied..."

"That's good..." Mu Che hooked his lips in satisfaction, and said hypocritically, "If there is anything dissatisfied, His Highness, feel free to bring it up, the entire harem is for His Highness, there is nothing that makes the master dissatisfied reason."

Song Qi secretly scolded him as an old fox in her heart.

This person's office is obviously in the Hanlin Academy, which is separated from the East Palace by a whole wall, but he has to use the claustrophobic environment as an excuse to move to the Qingxin Pavilion in the East Palace. In the name of improving work efficiency, he is secretly spying on himself. .

It really makes no sense!

Song Qi felt that being an emperor was not to mention how useless, he couldn't go to court, he couldn't go out of the palace gate, and even his playmates were only maids and guards, seemingly free, but in fact he was restrained everywhere.

As a result, Mu Che's image in his heart was greatly reduced, and his status among the candidates for the golden thigh also plummeted.

But the fact is, which golden thigh to hold is not a matter for Song Qi to decide at all. After all, he is still at the stage of pretending to be stupid in front of Mu Che and pretending to have amnesia, so he can only reduce his sense of existence as much as possible.

Unexpectedly, a few days later, Mu Che, as the regent, announced a major news in the court: Since the little emperor is about to be crowned, he will add a seat in the court to attend political affairs, so that he can get a preliminary understanding The size of the country's affairs.

And Mu Che is about to separate part of the real power from his hands to discuss a memorial with His Highness.

Song Qi, who was still complaining that she couldn't go to court to play, got excited for a while, thinking that she could experience what it's like to be an emperor, but in fact going to court is not fun at all. Like an annoying frog in a lotus pond in summer, "croak croak" keeps yelling.

It didn't take long for Song Qi to return to Shuang's eggplant again, and she didn't want to attend political affairs anymore.

I don't know how that old monster Mu Che managed to extract key words from a bunch of nonsense quietly.

Not to mention dealing with political affairs with Mu Che after the court - when Song Qi looked at the stack of memorials that were almost as tall as himself, he fell into a long silence.

Isn't this horse riding something for people?

Song Qi could only do her best to pretend to be a fool who didn't understand anything, and ran to Mu Che to interrupt him after half a stick of incense, pointing to the words on the memorial and asking stupidly: " Ah Che, what does this word read?"

Mu Che was not annoyed either, he sat down on his lap with his arms around him, supported Song Qi's waist, and slowly pointed to the new words on the memorial to teach him the pronunciation and analyze the meaning, without any impatience as Song Qi imagined.

"This word reads 'enough', and the 'coitus' means copulation, union..." After Mu Che finished speaking, he still liked to tease him, rubbing the tip of his tall nose vaguely Song Qi's side face coaxed softly, "Does your highness understand? If you don't understand, I can demonstrate it for your highness..."

Song Qi stood up from his embrace, blushing like a monkey's butt, and said in a low voice, "Understood...understood..."

"Do you really understand?" Mu Che squinted his eyes, "Your Highness, don't lie to me, who is that stupid bastard who dares to instill these obscene words into His Highness's mind?"

Song Qi: "..."@*#&^%$

Forget it, this way is dead, OUT.

After thinking of many tricks in succession, Mu Che couldn't make Mu Che feel bored with him, nor could he make Mu Che regard him as a trouble and prevent him from participating in these annoying government affairs.

Song Qi was so annoyed that she almost plucked the budgerigar's fur.

The little maid beside him saw that he was depressed all day long, and asked the reason tremblingly: "Your Highness...what's your Highness worrying about these days?"

Song Qi thought for a while, and couldn't help asking her: "If there is a lamb, it is the king of sheep in the flock, but it... it was targeted by a fox, and this fox is very cunning. , the lamb wants to use the power of this fox to continue to consolidate his position and make himself more relaxed, but he doesn't want to be eaten by this fox... What should we do?"

The maid felt that he meant something, she avoided her eyes, and said falteringly: "Then...then just make a deal with the fox."

"What deal?" Song Qi became interested.

"If you want to get something, you have to give something..." the little maid said as it should.

Song Qi pondered for a while, and felt that it made sense. Since beating around the bush was not enough, he could only try to speak the truth.

But is there really anything in me that is worthy of a deal between Mu Che and him?

For a person as ambitious as Mu Che, besides staring at his throne, what else can he want from him?

""Ah:-(..." Song Qi sighed long, if he hadn't personally felt the tediousness of government affairs, and realized that there might be only one person in this world who can handle all these things in an orderly manner from beginning to end. Song Qi might still struggle with Che's matter for a while.

But after receiving the stimulation of a room full of memorials, he just wants to be a salted fish without thinking about anything.

So Song Qi had a showdown.

One day, he took Mu Che's hand, brought him into his inner room, and said pitifully, "Ache...you are so kind to me, take care of my government affairs for me, work hard and worry about me every day, I'm so sorry..." I don't know how to thank you..."

grateful?

Mu Che raised his eyebrows upon hearing this.

This little emperor is really an idiot. I have just treated him as a puppet to manipulate power from beginning to end. Now he is here to sincerely say thanks to himself?

Could it be that the fever burned the brain?

"Ache... I know all about it..." Song Qi tried her best to pretend to be a little more reasonable, and said emotionally, "You have paid so much for this Da Song." There are many, and I still burn the lamp to correct the memorial all day long, I... I am really ashamed of myself, I am grateful, and I hope to use something to express my heart."

Mu Che squinted his eyes and looked at Song Qi, wondering for a while whether this was a trick or just the little emperor's whim.

But Song Qi's delicate little face was sincere and sincere, and even offered to suggest: "I see that there are no female relatives in your family, why don't you let me help you worry about this and resolve the major issues in life early?"

Song Qi felt that his idea was simply brilliant.