Wei Qi

Outside the window is the scenery of Huajie. At night, it is brightly lit, but now it is silent, with no one in the depression. Hearing the sound of footsteps, he turned his head with a smile.

"uncle!"

"Why are you here?" Wei Junxiao looked at Shang Yike with cold eyes, and then smiled coldly. "Don't call me that, my sister is not the current queen mother."

Shang Yike couldn't help but smiled wryly after hearing this.

"After so many years, you still hate my mother?"

"What the hell is it that makes the king of the Shang Kingdom come to this place of fireworks?"

Wei Junxiao didn't answer, but talked about him from left to right. Shang Yike's sigh was choked in his throat, and he couldn't get it out no matter what.

"Today... just wanted to see you." Shang Yike wanted to say that today he showed his face and made a big fool of himself, but he didn't know what to say. Instead, Wei Junxiao looked at Shang Yike with some doubts.

"You've been tricked?" Wei Junxiao's eyes looked at Shang Yike's increasingly reddened cheeks a few times before leaving, but he was thinking of Wei Qi who was thrown into the room by him.

He left like this, will the little guy think about something?Will Wuying say some irrelevant words?He has always had a grudge against that child in his heart. Thinking of this, Wei Junxiao suddenly found that his heart was very anxious, and he even had a faint urge to leave immediately.

"I seem to have been drugged." Shang Yike's words calmed Wei Junxiao, who was a little restless, and turned his head to look at Shang Yike, Wei Junxiao nodded slightly.

"How do you feel?"

Shang Yike opened his mouth involuntarily, but couldn't say anything. Could it be that he wanted to say that his body seemed to be very uncomfortable, and he had a faint urge to be intimate with others?But it stands to reason that taking this kind of medicine should be burning with desire and difficult to control, right?However, he only vaguely has this need, but it is not very strong.

Wei Junxiao looked at Shang Yike, and didn't wait for Shang Yike to stammer, he stepped forward and grabbed his pulse, and the pulse under his finger made Wei Junxiao frowned.

"What kind of tonic have you taken?"

"It's nothing..." Shang Yike felt very inexplicable. He was rectified like this when he left the palace well. , I really feel aggrieved thinking about it!

"Forget it, I'll help you solve it." Wei Junxiao said calmly, but then his eyes traveled around Shang Yike's face again.

"I heard that you have become more promising recently, and you actually know how people feel and often go out of the palace for private visits. That's not bad."

The meaning in Wei Junxiao's words made Shang Yike blush immediately.He had known for a long time that Wei Junxiao couldn't hide this matter, and more than half of this flower street was owned by Wei Junxiao, so it was no wonder.It's just that he is an adult after all, and as the king of a country, he himself feels a little ashamed that he didn't handle the state affairs properly but went out to spend his days and nights.

"I just once or twice, uncle, I want to talk about Xiao Jiuer..."

"You don't need to explain to me. I'm neither a national uncle, nor a national teacher, nor a Taiwei. Why bother, Your Majesty. As for the Ninth Prince?" Wei Junxiao let out a sharp sneer from his throat. "Presumably you also know that he actually moved the person I care about the most. You said, I just made him suffer a little bit, and it can be regarded as being merciful."

This conversation made Shang Yike feel extremely uncomfortable and uncomfortable. No matter what, he is the king of a country after all, but he has to run away to suffer this anger voluntarily.

Wei Junxiao didn't care about that, he said hello and left the room, and directly told Yanniang to find a green lady who hadn't bloomed to come and help Shang Yike "cure the disease", and felt something was wrong when he entered the yard.

The courtyard was very quiet, except for the dim lanterns swaying slowly with the wind, there was no movement or breath.What about Wei Qi and Ling Wuying?

……

Wei Qi sat curiously in what could be called an extremely simple room, just enjoying it.

In other words, this little rascal helped Ling Wuying tidy up his wounds. He just felt that, in such a dark and windy night, he would die if he didn't do something... Uh, no, it was because he didn't play enough, so he gave Ling Wuying After Wuying took the medicine, he stalked to the place where Ling Wuying lived.

Come on, this is really simple enough.

A quiet room with only one bed.There was nothing else, and Wei Qi couldn't help but be surprised that he didn't even see the tables and chairs here.

"Hey, why do you live in such a narrow place? There are no tables, chairs, tea cups or anything in the room." Wei Qi sat on the only bed in the room, facing him was a small room.

It's really strange, this is the first time he saw such a simple place in Nuanchun Pavilion, er, except for the hut.

"This place is enough to sleep in."

Wei Qi didn't care, but what he was thinking about was the strange conversation between Ling Wuying and Wei Junxiao and why Wei Junxiao suddenly wanted to kill Ling Wuying for no reason.

"Hi, uh, Ling...what's your name?"

"Ling Wuying."

"Oh, Wuying, I want to say, why did Dad kill you?"

Wei Qi asked a little puzzled, but saw a weird smile on Ling Wuying's face.

"Why don't you ask him yourself?"

Nonsense, if I dare to ask that guy, does he still need to come to your site to make a fool of himself?

Wei Qi's tangled face made Ling Wuying give him a funny look.

"Actually, it's nothing. He wants to kill me, maybe because I'm his own son."

Ling Wuying's low-pitched answer made Wei Qi coax in his head, and he jumped up from the bed. Wei Qi pointed at Ling Wuying and stammered.

"You, what did you say?"

"You heard me right. I, Ling Wuying, are the biological son of Boss Wei Junxiao. If you don't believe me, you can ask him."

Ling Wuying's tone was as simple and easy as saying that there were two wild dogs fighting at the door, and one bit the other, but it made Wei Qi's mind fall into chaos.

"How is it possible? If he has a son, why does he still..." Why did he take me in?Why do you still want me to be his adopted son?

These words were choked by Wei Qi's throat and unable to speak out, but at the same time, he also noticed Ling Wuying's embarrassment.

There is only one bed in this place, because he sat on the bed, but Ling Wuying could only stand aside awkwardly, like a child who has done something wrong, although the few words just now made him no longer embarrassed color, but still did not sit down.

"You can sit if you want, and it's not like you've never sat on the same bed before." Wei Qi spoke out without restraint, and the originally cold atmosphere in the room suddenly changed, becoming even more embarrassing.