I became the chief secretary of the empire by raising pigs

The airship arrived at the summer palace's shipyard silently in the middle of the night, the suspension chute made a click, and the hatch slid open to one side.

Wei Zong leaned on the driver's seat and didn't move. Through the porthole, he saw Luo Hua circling anxiously on the road.

A certain curly hair of the co-pilot sleeps soundly with his mouth open, and his snoring is deafening!

Wei Zong thought to himself, just this movement, he couldn't even make it in his second form.

"Where's the person?" Luo Hua couldn't see the cockpit clearly from the outside, as soon as he saw the door was approaching, the person didn't come down, and cold sweat dripped down his face.His legs were weak, and he pulled the hatch door to look around, and he exploded.

"Your old man will live a long life this year?! You can't be moved by the wind here?" His voice was high and hurried, like a bomb/bomb/explosion.

Li Song woke up suddenly.

He immediately sat up, his eyes were sleepy and he was frightened... frightened until he opened his eyes, he was full of murderous aura.

Wei Zong had no doubts, if this guy had a gun in his hand, Housekeeper Luo's family would probably be gone.

"You woke people up." Wei Zong looked at Luo Hua regretfully.

"Who—" Luo Hua saw the curly hair of the co-pilot, and was stunned, "Li Song?" He raised his glasses reflexively, squinted his eyes to look at the other party, and a bullet screen exploded in his mind.

Li Jin woke up, slowly and calmly pulled off the coat of a certain crown prince, and stuffed it behind his back.

"... Good evening, Secretary-General."

The black-haired young man stared at him contemptuously, but he pretended not to see it and tucked his clothes back in.

It's not that he's hypocritical, it's really the big secretary general at the cabin door, with gossip written all over his face, the way he looks at him - it's not an exaggeration to say, it's like seeing a certain celebrity meeting a little lover.

He is a 1.8-meter-three strong man, what is he planning?

"I'm fine," Luo Hua lifted the frame again, and sighed resignedly, "But you look a bit bad... The doctor is waiting in the tower, go quickly."

Fortunately, he thought it was Wei Zong who was injured, and wondered what kind of character he could make this skinny man?He is planning to dispatch the army!

"Did you hear that? It's about you." Wei Zong snorted and pulled his crumpled coat.He shook off his clothes in front of Li Jin, walked out proudly wearing them.

"..." Li Jin was dumbfounded.What the hell is this lady's primary school chicken pie?

He followed incredulously.

"Just get used to it." Luo Hua patted him on the shoulder with a very numb expression.

Three o'clock in the morning, the night is dark, the pure white corridor

Cold and slippery.

Li Song had walked through this corridor many times, but this was the first time he walked to the other side.They passed through the gate of the castle and passed through a large lawn along the central axis. The zigzag-shaped building was tall and heavy, and it looked a bit gloomy at this time.

"There is no light..." Li Jin felt very strange.

Wei Zong said in a low voice, "The light will disturb the ghosts in the castle." He turned his head and grinned at Li Jin, his eyes shining green in the dark night.

Snapped!

Wei Zong cried out in pain, "Why did you hit me?"

"It's the ancestors in the castle who beat you." Luo Hua's icy voice sounded, "I heard that Emperor Shizu likes to bring a whip with him to beat people."

Li Jin tried his best to hold back his laughter and looked ahead.

Luo Hua was also worried that Li Jin might be misunderstood, so he quickly explained to him: "Don't listen to Your Highness's nonsense. Not installing lights is a habit passed down from the time of Paramon I. It is said that it is to prevent assassins from attacking at night."

"It makes sense," Li Jin nodded, "The commoners in the past were malnourished, and they must have night blindness."

Luo Hua pushed open the door of the lobby on the first floor, and joked: "You know too much."

The foyer is lavishly decorated with an octagonal stairwell to the right.

"Follow Your Highness up, I'll go to the hospital to keep an eye on Sunan." Luo Hua told him, "Don't go home tonight, just sleep in the tower for a while, and you must go to work tomorrow. Remember, don't let people know about Sunan With you at last."

Li Jin frowned, and looked up at the chief butler of the summer palace for a while.

"Secretary, I'm concerned...she's still not safe."

"You'd better worry about yourself first," Wei Zong interjected lazily, raising his hand to pinch the back of his neck, "Do you know that you have a fever? Besides, your heartbeat is rapid and your mental strength is unstable."

Li Jin was pinched seven inches like a small animal, daring not to move.

Heartbeat... what heartbeat?What is a heartbeat?

"..."

Luo Hua watched with cold eyes, very disdainful of the Crown Prince's actions.Pinching someone's neck, touching and touching, and then saying that his heart is beating faster.

Sexual harassment in the workplace!

He suddenly sympathized with the young men who had been driven out before.It's also harassment. At most, the assistants only dare to use their eyes, and they may not have the opportunity to say a few more words.

Changing to Li Song, it's the other way around.

He thought back carefully, the most Wei Wei Zong said to his assistant was three sentences.

"Any thing else?"

"I'll give you 3 minute."

"go out."

He glanced at Li Song's red ears and shook his head.

Come on, these two are clearly in the same boat.

Luo Hua and Wei Zongjiao

He changed his look, said goodbye and left.Li Jin followed behind the crown prince dazedly, and climbed up the tower along the steep spiral staircase.

The tower consists of tall towers on both sides and connecting corridors.On one side of the corridor, through the gaps between the carved columns, you can see the shrub maze in the distance, and on the inside are rooms side by side.

The tower at the end of the corridor was brightly lit, Wei Zong opened the door, and led Li Jin into a spacious and bright octagonal living room.A large fireplace is built on one side of the living room, and sofas and high-back chairs are arranged in a patchwork manner.

"Your Highness." A well-dressed middle-aged man with a mustache got up and saluted, and then naturally cast his eyes on Li Song.

"You help him treat the wound," Wei Zong picked up a sofa and sat down, and told the doctor, "Three-edged/army/thorn, one inch under the skin, check the wound for any other problems."

The middle-aged man agreed, and said kindly to Li Jin, "Sir, let me check your wound first." Seeing the bandages wrapped around Li Jin's waist and abdomen, especially the bow tie at the back, he paused, showing a troubled expression .

This...wouldn't be His Highness's handiwork, would it?

Li immediately looked down, the corners of his mouth twitching.He cast a vague glance at someone who was crossing his legs.

"Why are you staring at me?" Wei Zong shook his legs and nodded at him rudely, "Don't waste time, I'm a little sleepy."

"..." Li Jin took a deep breath, and silently recited a famous sentence in his heart, "Please bring the scissors." He quickly cut off the bandage, took off the half-dry shirt, folded it, looked around, and carefully placed it on the window sill.

Wei Zong stared blankly at his soaked white skin, sliding from his firm shoulders all the way to his muscular back, until Li Jin turned around, revealing the bleeding hole in his abdomen.

He gasped for breath, showing an unhappy expression.

"The military thorn was not poisoned," the middle-aged doctor used an instrument to test it, and breathed a sigh of relief, "The wound is not deep. If it is pierced another inch, it will be more troublesome to deal with."

Li Jin stood up straight, feeling the itching and tingling of the wound. Although his face was pale, he was calm.

He knew that the newly promoted standard three/edge army/thorn used special materials and structures. He only needed to pierce in and hold the handle tightly, and the blade would rotate and cut tendons and blood vessels, which was far more lethal than ordinary daggers and army thorns.

So from the very beginning, he controlled the man in black's hand, actively retreated and passively drew his sword.

"It's been sutured, I injected you with a healing agent," the doctor wrapped a bandage around him, "Do not touch the wound with water for the next three days, and just tear off the dressing after three days.

If you want to get rid of scars, I will handle it for you. "

Just as Li Song wanted to say no, he opened his mouth, thought of something, and nodded again.

"Then trouble you, where can I find you?"

"Right here," Wei Zong interrupted him, and said to the doctor, "In three days, you can come directly at night." The doctor didn't ask any further questions, packed up the blood-stained bandages, arranged the instruments, and left.

Li Song hesitated for a moment, feeling very nervous.

Why would the crown prince help?

He sees that he still has extravagance?

Wei Zong got up and walked over, like strolling in the garden, and stopped in front of Li Jin.He lowered his head slightly, looking at the disturbed person in front of him.The young man has dark brown curly hair, and the angle of his head is lowered so that people can see a small freckle on the bridge of his nose.

"You think too much." He reached out and touched the dressing on the opponent's abdomen, "This wound will not affect your access to battleships or mechs."

Li Song raised his head, his eyes wide open.

"Your Highness, I-"

"Didn't you tell me?" Wei Zong asked him back, "Isn't your ideal to drive a super A-class mecha to the front line?"

'When did I get so specific about...? '

Doubts flashed through Li Jin's mind, but were covered up by surging emotions.

"My ideal hasn't changed," he whispered, "but my physical examination report..."

"Data is not everything."

Wei Zong looked at him, "Data will help you understand yourself, but breaking through the limits of data is our lifelong pursuit." As he spoke, his eyes flickered, and he added, "But you don't have to go to the army. The key is to follow me, you understand?"

The emotion is gone in a second.

Li Song looked at His Excellency Marshal blankly, and the other party advised him not to join the army online.

"By the way," Wei Zong looked away guiltily, "Are you going to the hospital with me tomorrow?"

"Your Highness, is the hospital really safe?"

"We only left for more than ten minutes, and the evidence at the dump was completely destroyed. Could it be that they really let a living witness go?"

Li Song remembered that they flew past the place where he fought fiercely with the man in black, and the remaining fragments of the corpse disappeared without a trace.The most important thing is that Sunan's blood is gone, as if someone drove an excavator and directly dug up that piece of land and took it away. Even the blood that spread along the rain was gone.

Wei Zong happened to have his back to Li Song, and a stern look flashed across his eyes.

"I'll send someone to guard the intensive care unit, don't worry."

He let out a breath slowly, turned around and looked up and down in disgust.

Tight: "I only have one bed, you can make a bed on the floor."

Li Jin involuntarily aimed his eyes at the corridor.

There is still a row of closed doors. There must be a guest room that can live in it, right?

"Don't look at it, it's old and dusty inside, I don't want to abuse the disabled." Wei Zong walked in, opened the door, and inside was a comfortably furnished bedroom.

He tore off a quilt and blanket from the piled up bed, threw them on the carpet, took off his clothes and rolled into the soft pillow of the high bed.After a few seconds, he stretched out his arm from under the quilt again, fumbled around, and turned off the old-fashioned ornate desk lamp.

"Good night."

The room was silent.

With curly hair on his head, Li Jin stood blankly at the door of the bedroom.After a while, he walked in lightly, closed the door, adjusted the quilt as quietly as possible, and lay down wrapped in the carpet.

The carpet on the ground is soft and thick, not only not cold, but also warm and comfortable.

Looking at the faintly reflecting crystal chandelier on the ceiling and the colorful murals on the dome, he finally relaxed.The day is too long.He was thinking about Sunan's injury and fell asleep unconsciously.

Wei Zong kept pricking his ears under the quilt.

He didn't get out until he heard the sound of steady breathing coming from the side, taking a breath carefully.

"Who the hell is the pig..." he muttered angrily, staring blankly at the ceiling.Little Curly has slept twice tonight, and he not only has to provide accommodation for Little Curly, but he is also about to face the dilemma of insomnia!

Wei Zong buried his head in the pillow angrily.

a few hours later.

After a night of heavy rain, the weather cleared up, and the morning light shone into the room through the curtains.Wei Zong opened his eyes sleepily, feeling exhausted physically and mentally like never before.

He vaguely remembered that he had a nightmare. In the dream, he was lying on the bed, and the little curly hairs kept falling from the ceiling, one after another, pressing him down at the bottom...

"It's so heavy..." He muttered as he lifted the quilt, suddenly his eyes widened, and he grabbed the corner of the quilt to look inside.

The author has something to say: Li Song: I am a 1.8-meter-three man

Wei Zong: 1.8 meters [-]

Wei Zong died.