Father is on top, I was wrong

Entering the inner hall, there are layers of curtains around it, and the window lattices are tightly closed.

In the huge palace, there is not a single attendant.

There was a sudden "click" from behind.

Li Ling didn't know when he left, but he even closed the door behind him.

Wen Wujue felt it was strange, he tentatively stepped forward, took a few steps forward, stretched out his hand to open the curtain, and entered with his head turned sideways.

Under the high-hanging imperial candle, between the heavy curtains, a bulging figure on the bed, is Xiao Gui.

Wen Wujue said softly, "Your Majesty?"

No one should.

His heart sank suddenly, and he walked over quickly, his fingertips feeling slightly cold.

Gently opened the bed curtain, but saw Xiao Gui was wearing a bright yellow bottom shirt, his eyes were closed, his face was under the dim candlelight, he couldn't tell what happened.

"Your Majesty." Wen Wujue called out again, but still no one answered.

Should he die?

He stretched out his fingers tremblingly, and touched the bottom of Xiao Gui's nose.

The skin is obviously warm, why is there no breath?

Did he just die?

Wen Wujue moved his hand down a few inches, and put it on Xiao Gui's left chest.

Sudden, sudden, sudden.

Again and again, vigorously and powerfully.

Wen Wujue was stunned for a few seconds, and then his eyes lit up, thinking of something.

He shot out suddenly, tightly covering Xiao Gui's mouth and nose, not letting any air in.

Sure enough, after a while, Xiao Gui couldn't pretend anymore.

He let out a muffled laugh in his hand, then grabbed Wen Wujue's wrist, clasped his waist with one hand, turned him over and pressed him down.

Xiao Gui pressed against his ear viciously, and said, "Father Xiang wants to kill the king?"

Wen Wujue was suppressed by him, and he almost raised his breath, Liang Sisi said: "Aren't you out of breath?"

Xiao Gui thought of him coming late at night, a smile appeared in his eyes, hey hey.

"Father, if you care about it, you will be chaotic."

Wen Wujue couldn't help but smile, even Wen Bo could see such a clumsy pretense, but he was easily concealed from him, and he even took a sedan chair into the palace without hesitation.

Is he out of his mind?

His face darkened, "Since the emperor is fine, the subject is leaving the palace."

"Don't."

Xiao Gui put his arms around his waist, pretending to be authentic: "My leg bone is injured, I can't walk now, it hurts like hell."

This sentence is half true and false, and Wen Wujue obviously doesn't believe it.

Xiao Gui pulled up his trousers, and saw that his slender left leg, near the knee, was wrapped in a layer of white gauze, and his posture was weird, it looked somewhat real.

Wen Wujue frowned for a while, "Why did you hurt this place?"

There are arteries in the thigh, and if the injury is not handled properly, it is easy to bleed continuously.

Xiao Gui was speechless, "I'm still flattering and handsome.

On the battlefield, the arrow has no eyes, and it is impossible to guard against it. Who will burn the plaque, cook it, fry it, and fry it? Huai Sang

Wen Wujue thought for a while, and said, "You can have someone make a leather leggings and wrap them around your legs."

Although it is not necessary to resist, it can also weaken the power of the knife and arrow, so as not to hurt the bones.

Xiao Gui saw that he was thinking intently, Ruyu's face had a kind of desolate tenderness, and he clamored in his heart, Xiangfu cares about me!

"Father Xiang, my leg hurts so much now, rub it for me."

Wen Wujue rolled his eyes, and mercilessly exposed him, "Doesn't it hurt more if you rub it?"

I have never heard of the wound needing rubbing.

He was still lying under Xiao Gui's body, he was so oppressed that he couldn't breathe, he patted his back hard, "Get down, I don't want to be blanketed anymore."

Xiao Gui hastily moved aside, with his hands still on his waist.

"Why is Xiangfu so weak? After that..."

Xiao Guichai didn't bite off his tongue, but stopped the second half of the sentence.

Wen Wujue didn't understand, so his expression didn't change, and he stood up, "Since the emperor is fine, I'm going back. The emperor will rest early and go to court tomorrow to discuss matters."

Xiao Gui grabbed his sleeve and refused to let him go, he smiled narrowly.

"Father Xiang forgot, what did I say before the expedition?"

Before the expedition, he said that he would share the same bed with Wen Wujue when he came back.

Wen Wujue's expression changed, and he pulled back his sleeves with his hands.

"What a daydream."

Xiao Gui giggled, "Father Xiang, it's midnight at this time."

Wen Wujue: "..."

He struggled a bit, got off the bed, straightened his clothes, and walked away.

Xiao Gui was not in a hurry, he looked at his back with a smile on his face.

At the gate of Xuanwu, the imperial guards on both sides stopped Wen Wujue's sedan chair.

"Prime Minister, Commander Xu has imposed a curfew recently. After midnight, no one is allowed to enter or exit the forbidden area."

Wen Wujue: "..."

The green oil sedan had to stop at the door, and Wen Wujue had no choice but to bow out of the sedan chair.

"Please tell Commander Xu, just say I'm looking for him."

The two guards of the forbidden army hesitated, "Prime Minister, Commander Xu has ordered that even the emperor will not go to the altar!

The implication is that you are a prime minister, not to mention

Wen Wujue was speechless on the spot.

He deeply felt that he committed a crime today, so he sent himself to the wolf's mouth.

In fact, Commander Xu's actions are understandable. After Guo Xuanzhi's incident, Xiao Gui and him were both in the northern border at that time, and it was inevitable that some people in the capital would be ready to make trouble. A curfew would prevent connections inside and outside the palace, and save patrolling troops for use. Arrange city defense.

In desperation, Wen Wujue had no choice but to send someone to find Li Ling, and asked him to arrange for him to rest in the palace for a night.

But Li Ling was originally Xiao Gui's son-in-law, how could he burn him?

Li Ling didn't come, it was Xiao Gui who came, a group of people came from the corridor in the palace, and the lights meandered.

"See Your Majesty."

Xiao Gui smiled leisurely at Wen Wujue, dragged his injured leg, limped to his side, and hugged his thin shoulders.

"Father Xiang, it's not that I won't let you go, it's Commander Xu who won't let you go."

Wen Wujue's face was pale, and he simply turned around and walked back.

He wants to see what the lame dog emperor is still greedy for eunuchs.

Li Ling watched the emperor bring the man into the palace, and couldn't help feeling puzzled.

Since ancient times, how can the emperor let others sleep soundly on his bed?

Let alone a man.

Feeling awkward, he ordered a few young eunuchs to clean up the side hall, and then went to report, "Your Majesty, it's late at night, why don't you rest in the Dongpian hall tonight?"

Across the bedroom's vermilion-painted gold sandalwood door, Xiao Gui's voice was filled with annoyance.

"Many things! Go down!"

Not long-sighted things!Xiao Gui felt that Li Ling was extremely stupid in this matter.

Wen Wujue looked at him calmly, turning into anger from embarrassment, and smiled lightly, this is just a paper wolfhound, once poked open it reveals its true nature.

He lay on his side on the couch, closed his clothes and slept, and pulled on a thick brocade quilt.

"Father Xiang, are you sleeping in such thick clothes?"

Wen Wujue: "Yes."

Xiao Gui: "Isn't it hot?"

Wen Wujue: "No."

Xiao Gui had no choice but to follow him on the couch, wrapping his arms around his waist through the thick clothes, and sweated himself out after a while.

It was so hot that he didn't have the mind to think about anything else, he just covered his back, wishing he could take off all his clothes.

The next day, Wen Wujue woke up first.

He was used to sleeping alone, and he was almost scared by the claws on his waist.

My head short-circuited for a moment, and when it gradually became clear, I was sure that nothing happened last night.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

Li Ling came to wait for the emperor to get up as usual, but he saw Wen Wujue unexpectedly.He wandered between the two with complicated eyes, guessing something vaguely in his heart, but he was not sure.

With a hesitant expression on his face, someone brought in the washing things, and the corner of his eyes scraped across the bed from time to time.

But when he saw that the brocade on it was clean and there was no trace of stain, he was relieved.

The author has something to say: Today's chapter is a bit short, and tomorrow's chapter will be added.