It is said that Master is a recipient [Quick Transmigration]

"Ahe." Zhan Yungui called softly.

Standing in front of the bookshelf, holding a book in his hand and pretending to be reading, Ting He paused for a moment, but didn't respond, pretending that he didn't hear it.

Zhan Yungui was not annoyed by this, he smiled slightly, entered the room and closed the door, and walked towards Tinghe.

The footsteps behind him were not in a hurry, calm and measured, as if they were stepping on Ting He's heart.

Ting He thought silently, this person doesn't seem to be in a hurry at all, is it true that he is not angry at all when he was deceived?

Ting He was thinking blindly, and was suddenly embraced by Zhan Yungui from behind.

"Ahe." Zhan Yungui hugged Tinghe tightly, resting his chin on Tinghe's shoulder, his tall nose lightly rubbed against the side of Tinghe's neck, sniffing the soft fragrance of Tinghe's body like a wolf dog.

"Are you still mad at me?"

Itchy from being rubbed, Ting He hid a little, and said calmly: "Go back to Your Highness, I can't."

"A-He is my husband, there is nothing that A-He can't do." Zhan Yungui said, he noticed that when Ting He was angry, the corners of Ting He's lips would tighten unconsciously, and a delicate dimple would appear.

Zhan Yungui couldn't help but want to raise his hand to poke him.

"Your Highness." Ting He grabbed Zhan Yungui's right hand that wanted to make trouble, and turned around helplessly, looking at Zhan Yungui who pretended nothing happened and had a little flattery in his eyes, the anger in his stomach dissipated for a while. few.

But it is still necessary to ask clearly.

Ting He made a straight face on purpose: "Since when did you start talking?"

Zhan Yungui replied obediently: "About a month and a half ago."

Ting He calculated in his mind that it was probably a few days before Zhan Yungui's birthday, and then he would be able to speak at that time, but he still kept it from him, so he couldn't help feeling a little angry again.

Seeing that Tinghe's face became wrong again, Zhan Yungui quickly explained: "Ahe, I was just able to speak at that time, and my voice was hoarse and unpleasant, so I was afraid that it would not be able to reach Ahe's ears, so I thought about waiting for a while. I just told you that I wanted to give you a surprise."

This answer somewhat comforted Ting He, and his anger subsided a little, Ting He then asked: "Then why did you only keep it from me, but General Jing knew?"

"When the medicine woman from the Western Regions detoxified me again, General Jing happened to be there, so he let you know that I can speak before you."

As Zhan Yungui spoke, he took Ting He's hand and placed it on his chest, "I, Zhan Yungui, swear to God, what I said to Ah He today is absolutely true! So, don't be angry with me anymore. ?"

Silently retracting the "really?" that came to his lips, Ting He thought that Zhan Yungui had already mentioned this, so there was no need to sulk.

The warm body temperature was transmitted to Ting He's hands through the clothes, and the heartbeat under the palm of his hand was strong and somewhat rapid.

Ting He gradually calmed down and opened his eyebrows, asking: "Then what did the medicine woman from the Western Regions say, has all the poison in the palace been removed?"

Zhan Yungui was slightly stunned, with a bit of unnaturalness, he shifted his gaze and said, "It's almost..."

Ting He frowned slightly, subconsciously closed his fingers on Zhan Yungui's chest, and said, "What do you mean almost? Could it be that the medicine woman from the Western Regions did not do her job well and didn't seriously detoxify His Highness?"

"Ah He, the situation is not what you said." Seeing that he did not speak clearly, Ting He seemed to be troublesome to the medicine woman from the Western Regions, Zhan Yun Gui's heart was slightly warm, and he opened his mouth to explain.

"The poison in my body has been deposited for a long time, and it is not easy to get rid of it. It is a surprise to be able to speak. For the rest, just let nature take its course."

"But at the beginning, the medicine woman of the Western Regions also said that His Highness had no cure, and she was not the one who made His Highness recover in the end." Ting He didn't believe that the medicine woman of the Western Regions had no way to heal, maybe it was concealed for some purpose.

"Ahe."

There were little smiles in Zhan Yungui's deep eyes, and the flickering lights reflected on his side face, making the red mole on his cheek even more attractive.

He raised his hand to lift a strand of hair from Ting He's ear, and asked in a warm voice: "Ahe still remember a year ago, when I said that I wanted to fight for the world, how did you answer?"

his answer?Ting He raised his eyebrows slightly, "Of course I still remember."

Ting He once said to Zhan Yungui that no matter what Zhan Yungui wants to do or what he wants to do, he will stand by Zhan Yungui's side.

"Just remember." Zhan Yungui was very satisfied with Ting He's answer, "Since that's the case, it doesn't matter if the medicine woman from the Western Regions can cure the poison on my body? We still have time to find other solutions. "

"Anyway, Ah He will always be by my side, right?"

That's right, if the medicine woman from the Western Regions really couldn't cure Zhan Yungui, Tinghe would think of other ways to find other genius doctors to detoxify Zhan Yungui. This was the decision he made at the beginning.

And his reason for entering the secret realm was not only to ask Master to help save his life, but also because he didn't want Master to fall into the pain of the secret realm.

Ting He stretched out his hand to cover the back of Zhan Yungui's hand, and rubbed his face against Zhan Yungui's palm like a cat, his beautiful peach blossom eyes slightly curved, and smiled softly: "Yes, I will always be by Your Highness's side. "

He will accompany Zhan Yungui through countless secret realms, and will always be by his side.

……

On the seventh day of November in the 32nd year of Tianze, Zhan Yunjie, the current leader of the rebel army and the original sixth prince, was executed in the execution ground at [-]:[-] noon.

The next day, the second prince, Zhan Yuncheng, who had been demoted to a commoner, left the capital with a team heading for the border. From then on, he would never set foot in Daye Kingdom again.

A few more months passed, and Emperor Zhan Yuan's body was deficient due to overindulgence all the year round, and finally died on the fourth day of March in the 33rd year of Tianze.

According to the decree, Zhan Yungui of the Three Emperors ascended the throne smoothly, and changed the name of the country to Tianshun.

General Jing Hong of Weiyuan was granted the title of General of Zhenguo, protecting thousands of people of Daye Kingdom.

Taifu Tinghe was appointed as the emperor's teacher, and all officials, civil and military officials, and Daye's people all had to pay homage to him as his teacher.

The rest of those who have meritorious service in protecting the country will be rewarded according to their merits one by one...

And, amnesty the world, the whole country celebrates.

The night wind blows gently, and the lights in the capital are brightly lit, illuminating the entire night sky of the capital.The common people were all smiling, praising the new emperor's name. Even in the palace, there were singing and dancing, very lively.

"Gudong, Gudong..." Jing Hong raised his head and drank a large bowl of white wine, wiped the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, and sighed comfortably: "It's so good! It's been a long time since I drank such a good wine!"

"Come on, fill me up again!"

Immediately, a servant standing by the side stepped forward and carefully filled the wine bowl in Jing Hong's hand with wine.

Without further ado, Jing Hong drank it down again in one gulp, until two red clouds floated on his black face, and his tongue was tongue-tied.

Ting He couldn't help but rolled his eyes, and said, "General Jing, drink slowly, I'll leave first if I have something to do, so I won't disturb your old spirit."

After all, he wanted to get up and leave.

Jing Hong grabbed Tinghe's wrist, his whole body was in a daze, and he said unreasonably, "Yao, sister Yao, please don't go, don't go! I still have, I still have a lot of things I want to say to you, talk Woolen cloth……"

Yaomei?It seems that Jing Hong drank too much and mistook him.

Fortunately, no one came to look for the two of them at this moment, otherwise it would not be troublesome if the news about the former emperor's deceased concubine and the new emperor's biological mother got out.

Ting He waved to the palace servants not far away, and ordered: "General Jing drank too much, you should wait on him and rest in the palace first, and send him back to the mansion after he sobers up."

"Yes." The palace servants respectfully responded.

Then, several palace servants worked together to support Jing Hong, who was holding Ting He tightly and refused to let him go, and swayed to the outside of the banquet hall.

Before leaving, Ting He could still hear Jing Hong chanting "Sister Yao, sister Yao, don't go...", he couldn't help shaking his head, and told the servants to be careful not to spread any rumors.

Tinghe originally planned to discuss with Zhan Yungui about the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven and praying for blessings after he ascended the throne, but after thinking about Zhan Yungui's ascension to the throne these days, he was very busy.

It's hard to find time to rest today, so let's just give it up, and it's not too late to talk about it tomorrow.

Just when he was about to go back home, the little slave Ming Zhu, who had been serving Zhan Yungui personally, came to him in a hurry.

"Lord Ting, don't rush to leave!" Ming Zhu, who came trotting all the way and finally found Ting He, called out out of breath.

Ting He asked, "Why are you so flustered?"

After taking a few breaths, Ming Zhu blushed and respectfully said to Ting He: "Lord Ting, His Majesty has an order to order you to find him in the Hall of Mental Cultivation."

"Now?" Ting He thought, looking for him at this time, is there some urgent matter?

"Yes, now." Ming Zhu paused for a moment, not knowing what to think, and even the roots of his ears were red, "His Majesty also said, let Lord Ting prepare "that', and then, go there again. "

that?which?what to prepare?Ting He looked bewildered, not knowing what Ming Zhu meant in his words.

And Mingzhu also faltered and hesitated, and couldn't explain clearly for a long time.

Until Tinghe looked at Mingzhu's red earlobes, he was suddenly blessed and understood what he meant.

"Cough." Ting He coughed lightly, pretending to be calm and said: "My lord has already known His Majesty's will, and I will go there later."

It's no wonder that Mingzhu is shy, "that" matter, it is indeed impossible to say it easily.

Once he heard that Ting He understood, Ming Zhu heaved a sigh of relief, saluted Ting He briefly, and then left in a hurry, as if there was some scourge chasing him behind him.

That posture made Ting He's ears warm too.

After all, he is also a big girl getting on the sedan chair - the first time.

But, he has never eaten pork but has seen pigs running, so he has a lot of knowledge.

After tidying up his clothes a little, tidying himself up properly, and asking the servants for a sachet to cover up the smell of alcohol on his body, Ting He went towards the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Inside the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Dressed casually, Zhan Yungui did not let the palace servants serve him. After ordering people to fill the table with good wine and dishes, he waited patiently for Ting He's arrival.

Not long after, Ting He, who was mentally prepared, appeared outside the door of the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

"Ahe." Seeing Tinghe's figure, Zhan Yungui couldn't help getting up, and walked forward quickly, "I've been waiting for you for a long time, and you are here."

"Your Majesty." Ting He followed the rules and saluted Zhan Yungui respectfully.

Zhan Yungui pressed Tinghe's shoulders, not allowing him to continue his gesture of meeting, and pretended to reprimand him: "Ahe, I've already said it, there is no need to be like this between you and me."

"Now you are the emperor, and as your subject, of course I must be courteous." Ting He said unmoved.

"Hmph, what nonsense emperor and minister ceremony, all I know is that you are my A-he."

In Zhan Yungui's heart, there was no fear at all, and it was all because of those stubborn old men who played Shen Tinghe every day and didn't obey the rules, which made him unable to get close to Ting He for a long time, and they paid so much attention to finally meeting each other.

"Forget it, let's not talk about this for now." We can't let trivial things ruin the mood of the two of them tonight, and Zhan Yungui continued to ask: "Ah He, do you know why I called you here?"

Ting He paused for a moment, feeling a little unnatural for Zhan Yungui's straightforwardness, coughed lightly and replied: "I know."

"That's good, let's celebrate tonight..."

"It's the first time for both the minister and His Majesty, but the minister will be careful not to hurt His Majesty."

"?" Hearing this, Zhan Yungui's voice stopped abruptly, and he looked at Ting He with a strange expression as he lowered his head slightly because of embarrassment, revealing a section of his fair neck.

"What did you say?" Zhan Yungui asked softly, his eyes darkened.

Ting He, who was immersed in shyness, didn't notice what was wrong, and pretended that Zhan Yungui hadn't heard clearly, and repeated what he said just now awkwardly.

"..."

The candlelight flickered slightly, and the room was suddenly quiet, only the breathing of the two could be heard.

After receiving no response for a long time, Ting He raised his head in doubt: "Your Majesty?"

Zhan Yungui woke up suddenly, staring at Tinghe with disbelief in his eyes, hesitantly asked: "Then you think...why don't you let me hurt?"

At critical moments, Ting He has never been a shy person. After the initial shyness passed, he calmly took out the ointment he carried with him from his sleeve.

"When things happen suddenly, there is only so much I can prepare. For the time being, I will use ointment instead. It is said that as long as it is properly developed, it will not hurt..."

"Ah."

Hearing this, Zhan Yungui suddenly chuckled, his dark eyes seemed to be filled with starlight.

Isn't that small white porcelain medicine bottle Ting He's wound ointment prepared for him at all times in case of emergency.

Zhan Yungui also fully understood the meaning of what he said just now.

Really fun.

"Okay, then I want to see how Ah He will not let me hurt." Zhan Yun said with a smile, his eyes filled with a smile.

Sure enough, as Tinghe expected, Zhan Yungui didn't know anything about how to do "that". Fortunately, he had ointment with him.

Ting He stabilized his mind and looked seriously at Zhan Yungui's smiling eyes.

In the room, the fragrance was floating and the lights were dim, creating an ambiguous atmosphere unintentionally. The two of them were very close, their breaths intertwined, which involuntarily made their hearts beat faster.

Slightly raising his head, Ting He approached Zhan Yungui little by little under Zhan Yungui's silent gaze.

Until, when the lips touched each other, the silhouette of the two embracing was reflected on the window tallow...

The author has something to say: the second day.

Ting He rubbed his waist, with a dazed look on his face: ... It seems that something is wrong

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55555 can't write more, so I can only pull the light and slip away