The daily life of a bereaved salted fish

There was a real panic in the Tai Chi Hall,

The eunuchs hurried in and out, some carrying hot water, some carrying cushions, some carrying sandalwood stands, some carrying wooden barrels, some carrying charcoal ashes, and some holding cigarettes. Incense, silk cloth, and new clothes.

There are nearly 30 people.

After a stick of incense, everyone dispersed.

Qi Hanmiao walked out of the screen holding Jiang Wu's changed clothes, and told Yin Wuzhi: "Your Majesty needs to stay alone for a while."

After finishing speaking, he turned his face and ordered: "Clean up the Nuan Pavilion and prepare to take a bath."

Yin Wuzhi: "Bath?"

"Exactly." Qi Hanmiao said dotingly, "Your Majesty likes to be clean. In the past, after going to the toilet, he always had to wash it."

"Didn't someone bring hot water just now?"

"The water is used to clean the local area. If His Majesty is going to pay tribute, he will definitely go to the Nuan Pavilion to soak for an hour."

"..."

This slacker has a lot of things going on.

"The servant wants to send the clothes to the Clothes Bureau to be cleaned by the female officer. Does Your Highness have any other orders?"

"Washing?" Yin Wuzhi came back to his senses: "Is he wearing washing clothes?"

"Naturally." Qi Hanmiao said quite proudly: "Your Majesty is thrifty by nature, and has been wearing laundry clothes since he was a child. Now that he is enthroned as the emperor, his good habits remain the same. It was discarded the last two times."

Yin Wuzhi said: "I've never heard of this."

"Your Majesty has only been enthroned for half a year. It is reasonable that no one pays attention to such details. Your Highness will follow His Majesty in the future, and you will gradually understand what your Majesty's character is."

Yin Wuzhi nodded.

This stupid king not only eats frugally, but also doesn't waste clothes, and he's not so faint that it makes people hate him...

Realizing what he was thinking, Yin Wuzhi turned his back gloomily, facing the shadow.

What is it to eat frugally, but to be lazy, and what kind of virtue is it to wear clothes that have been soaked in water?Thousands of people in the world wash a piece of clothing hundreds of times and have dozens of patches, but he only wears and washes it once or twice, so what good is it?

"Yin Wuzhi."

Yin Wuzhi pricked up his ears and ignored him.

"Yin Wuzhi. Yin Wuzhi. Yin Wuzhi."

Yin Wuzhi straightened up, turned around the screen and walked in.

Jiang Wu wore clean new clothes, sat cleanly on the padded sandalwood stand, and said in a clean voice, "Take a bath."

Yin Wuzhi looked at him for a while, then stepped forward and said, "You can't rely on others for everything."

"hug."

Yin Wuzhi let out a breath, bent down and picked him up, and walked towards Nuan Pavilion while saying: "If you continue like this, you will become weaker and weaker, and you will feel more and more unable to use your strength."

"Ah."

Did you hear it?

Yin Wuzhi stopped and asked, "Your Majesty, do you want to go to the Nuan Pavilion by yourself?"

"Do not."

"..." Yin Wuzhi continued to move forward, and said, "You are surrounded by servants, and you seem to enjoy it very much, but once you lose these conditions and the ability to take care of yourself, what will you do? "

Jiang Wu raised his face.

Yin Wuzhi exchanged a glance with him: "Do you know how serious the consequences are?"

"You mean, I won't be emperor forever?"

"...I don't mean that."

That's what Jiang Wu heard.

Yin Wuzhi's words were like a warning, a threat, he tried in vain to frighten Jiang Wu.Just like Jiang Wu frightened him, he should also hope that Jiang Wu can restrain himself a little, so that he can live better.

Yin Wuzhi still didn't make up his mind to kill him, and he still had hope for a foolish king.

Jiang Wu thought about it, and it seemed that he had to spend more time to bully him more vigorously.

Suddenly a group of people came in front of him, Yin Wuzhi stopped, because it was not easy to salute with Jiang Wu in his arms, so he just bowed his head respectfully: "I have seen the Queen Mother."

Empress Dowager Yao glanced at the person in his arms, walked over, and said to Jiang Wu: "I heard that you are sick, and Empress Mother came to see you."

She knew that Jiang Wu's illness hadn't lasted for a day or two, but Jiang Wu had really done her a great deal of face in the Royal Garden before, and she felt angry in her heart, so she deliberately didn't care about him.

But after several days in a row, he heard that Jiang Wu was so ill that he couldn't even go to court, and even called a group of veterans to help with official duties, so he couldn't sit still.

"I'm going to the warm pool." Jiang Wu's face was quietly nestled in Yin Wuzhi's arms, without giving Yao Ji a look: "It's not convenient now."

"You child..." Yao Ji frowned slightly, her eyes were worried: "What's wrong with your body?"

Traveling and entering, it is either a wheelchair or a human hug, and people have lost so much weight.

Yao Ji said: "If there is anything, you must tell the queen mother."

For Sangpi, Yao Ji is just an unnecessary role, because in Sangpi's memory, she has nothing to do with Yin Wuzhi beheading the Hunjun.Such a person does not need to expend thought and energy to deal with it. He closed his eyes and did not speak again.

This lazy and resisting gesture made Yao Ji's face look sad, she stood for a while holding the handkerchief, and finally stepped aside reluctantly.

Yin Wuzhi hugged Jiang Wu and continued forward.

Behind, Yao Ji said: "The queen mother is waiting for you to come out at the Tai Chi Hall."

After watching Jiang Wu's figure disappear, she turned around sadly and was helped into the Tai Chi Hall.

Then he retreated the servants, sat down on the chair alone, and looked at the huge palace.

"Is it true that everyone who sits in this seat will change?"

There was a mocking coldness on her lips, she slowly straightened her slender neck, and sat upright and gracefully: "Come here."

"The slave is here."

"Princess Chuan Gu."

In the warm pavilion, the mourner was put into the water. He lazily closed his eyes, stretched his limbs, and gradually relaxed completely.

Only the buoyancy of the water can free him from the pain of being tortured by the shell for a short time.

Yin Wuzhi was sitting by the pool watching him, and it was only at this time that Jiang Wu's expression changed subtly.

It can be seen that he likes water, not in the state of being able to do anything, he really likes it and wants to stay there all the time.

Yin Wuzhi poured water on his shoulders and asked, "Can Your Majesty know how to swim?"

Sangpi opened his eyes, as if thinking of something.

Then, he slowly fell back and lay down.

Yin Wuzhi: "!"

Before he could make a move to stop him, Sangpi had stretched out his arms and legs and lay flat on the water.

He floated on the water with his belly upside down, his slender limbs stretched out serenely, his long hair spread out like seaweed below, shaking slightly with the water waves.

In the dense mist, it is like a jade shark on the sea, taking people's hearts and souls away.

Yin Wuzhi's eyes were like glue, sliding slowly and laboriously from his slightly smoky cheeks to his naturally raised toes.

With difficulty, he turned his face away.

Zangpi moved slightly.

Su Bai's hands waved like wings, and the whole person began to move up silently.

The warm pool was not small, but it wasn't big enough either. With such a movement, Sangpi's head hit the wall of the pool.

Because his breathing was steady, he didn't fall directly into the water, but the feeling of pressing his head against the wall of the pool was obviously uncomfortable, so he said, "Yin Wuzhi."

Yin Wuzhi turned around restrainedly, and said with a stern face, "What are you doing?"

"Turn around."

Yin Wuzhi pressed the hem of his clothes with his hand, and after a long while, he got up and walked over, turning the mourning script floating on the water.

Zangpi waved his arms naturally again, and quickly moved his head to the other side: "Turn."

Yin Wuzhi pursed his lips, walked to the opposite side of the pool, and turned him around again.

When Zangpi floated, his arms and legs would swing gently, and the place where Yin Wuzhi was squatting could just see the gap between his naturally separated lower limbs.

He stared quietly, and waited until the sangpi bumped his head again, then walked over, squatting on the other side of the pool, and let the sangpi go away a little bit from the same perspective.

After going back and forth like this several times, Jiang Wu gradually began to have difficulty breathing, and he sank, and the hot water filled his nasal cavity in an instant.

Yin Wuzhi, who was still squatting opposite to maintain a certain perspective: "?"

When the gap sank to a position where he couldn't see it, he suddenly came back to his senses, jumped into the water, and picked him up.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty?"

Yin Wuzhi patted him on the face, seeing that there was no answer, he stretched out his hand to pinch his nose, took a deep breath, and before his mouth touched Jiang Wu's, he sprayed water on his face.

Choked again.

So painful.

Jiang Wu coughed heavily, and leaned against Yin Wuzhi with a dead face.

When will Yin Wuzhi be willing to kill him, and when will he be free.

In the distant time, he clearly floated freely like that, but now he just wants to have that simple happiness again, but he has to pay such a big price.

The funeral batch really wants to die.

Yin Wuzhi felt relieved, brushed away his long hair sticking to his forehead with his fingers, and said in a low voice, "It's all right."

The mourning batch did not have the joy of the rest of the life after the catastrophe, and its face was full of decadence and despair.

Yin Wuzhi touched his cool shoulders, poured water on him again, then carried him out of the pool, ordered someone to bring a blanket to wrap him, and said softly: "Okay, don't be afraid ,relax for a moment."

He asked someone to get his clothes and changed out of the wetness, and then he came to continue serving Jiang Wu.

By the time I left the Nuan Pavilion again, the sky had already darkened.

The Tai Chi Hall was lit, and the Empress Dowager Yao, who had been waiting for a long time, had a cold expression on her face. Gu Yan stood aside after being questioned, and the entire hall was eerily silent.

Yao Ji picked up the tea in hand, took a sip, and put it back again.

Qi Hanmiao observed the words and expressions, and immediately stepped forward: "The servant will change the Queen Mother for a hot cup."

Yao Ji straightened her back, her breath was suppressed and long: "Yin Wuzhi, when will you send His Majesty back?"

"The Empress Dowager doesn't know something. Your Majesty loves to soak in hot water recently. He often spends a long time soaking in soup. I'm afraid he won't be able to come back within two hours."

"Why doesn't the Ai family know that he still has a hobby of making love?"

"This has only started in the past two months."

"Is it nearly two months, or since Yin Wuzhi entered the palace?"

Gu Yan still lowered his hands silently, but Qi Hanmiao's heart trembled slightly.

The Empress Dowager suspects that the Prince Yin's son is going to flatter her?

He tried to defend Yin Wuzhi: "There is absolutely no such thing. Before His Royal Highness entered the palace, His Majesty already had this hobby. If the Queen Mother doesn't believe it, you can ask Your Majesty in person."

"Do you think Ai's family doesn't know?" Yao Ji said coldly, "Your Majesty has been stunned by him, and now even the Imperial Study Room has become the bedroom of Prince Yin's son. , don't you see it too?"

Qi Hanmiao shivered and knelt down, kowtowed and said, "The Queen Mother calms down, this servant didn't see anything, and this servant assures that none of the people who were present at that time saw anything either."

Yao Ji couldn't bear it and stood up.

Jiang Wu has been soaking in the bath for nearly two hours, and Yin Wuzhi has been with him for two hours... In the environment of the warm pool, a current emperor and a beautiful son, what will happen when these two people get together is obvious. it goes without saying.

This Yin Wuzhi is really powerful.

After only a few days in the palace, he coaxed the emperor to hand over the affairs of the court, it is really hateful!

Yao Ji pinched her fingers, her face getting darker and darker.

"Empress Dowager." She raised her eyes, and her personal servant hurried over and whispered: "Your Majesty has come out."

Yao Ji suppressed her anger, eased her slightly ferocious expression, and sat on the main seat again.

Yin Wuzhi carried Jiang Wu into the palace gate.

Yao Ji's gaze almost wanted to swallow him alive: "Let go of Your Majesty."

Maybe it's because he just had a bath, Jiang Wu was feeling drowsy and sleepy at the moment, he didn't stop him, so Yin Wuzhi could only find a chair and put him down first.

The chair was a bit hard, and he could only sit upright as much as he could, even if he was still staggering.

Yao Ji frowned and came to him, and found that Yin Wuzhi was still standing there, and said angrily, "Get out."

After driving away Yin Wuzhi, it was still not enough: "Everyone go out."

This is not going to work, she must have a good talk with Jiang Wu.

Soon there were only mother and son left in the room.

Yao Ji squatted at Jiang Wu's feet, and gently held his hand. She raised her head, looked at the other person's eyebrows that were very similar to her own, and said, "Wu'er, did you deliberately ignore your mother?"

Jiang Wu raised his eyelashes lazily, and stared at her casually.

Mist appeared in Yao Ji's eyes: "Wu'er, mother didn't want to force you either, mother has her own difficulties."

Jiang Wu still just looked at him without any emotion in his eyes.

"You, don't look at your mother like this." Yao Ji said: "Wu'er, think about how your mother has cultivated you for these years, and you can't continue like this. I will let you go, you can only save yourself and your mother if you hold all the power in your own hands."

Jiang Wu felt that she was noisy: "Shut up."

Yao Ji was stunned, and she spoke for a while, with an expression that I could see pitifully: "Wu'er...you hate mother, don't you?"

"To shut up."

Yao Ji began to cry: "Wu'er, even if you don't think about yourself, don't you care about your own life, don't you care about your mother's life?"

"Don't talk anymore." Jiang Wu closed his eyes and said mournfully, "Don't talk to me anymore."

He felt very tired and wanted to sleep, but the woman kept talking, and kept talking, but still couldn't understand him.

Listen, she was saying again: "There is also that Yin Wuzhi, if you are just playing, mother can ignore it, but his father is a heinous sin, and he must not stay."

"..." Since you can't stop it, let her go.

Actually, it's not that unbearable.

"Wu'er." Yao Ji sobbed, "Tell your mother something personal, you were obviously not like this before."

"." It was really noisy.

Jiang Wu remembered that when he was a wandering soul, he accidentally floated over a certain city, and when he encountered noisy people or things, the wind was not blowing, and he was too lazy to float by himself, so he would let himself hover above, and then Close the five senses.

Often when he came back to his senses, either the wind had already taken him away, or the noise ended and everything returned to normal.

It's just that after becoming a human being, I haven't used this trick yet, and I don't know if it will still work. The most important thing is that once I use this trick, I may wake up again just by chance.

"Wu'er..."

So painful.

Sangpi slowly lowered his head.

Let the funeral batch, go to die.

"Wu'er?" Yao Ji looked at his tightly closed eyes and pinched his hand subconsciously: "Wu'er? Are you asleep?"

In the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness, it was completely quiet.

"Wu'er? Wu'er, don't scare the queen mother." Yao Ji stretched out her hand and pushed him: "Wu'er..."

Sangpi's body fell heavily from the chair.

Silence, peace, serenity.

This is what really belongs to the funeral batch, Xiao Que Xing.

Yao Ji: "...Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh——"