After the emperor got married, he collapsed and set up

Because of her sensitive identity and noble blood, the daughter of the Yan family who sued the imperial court was temporarily left in the palace to be guarded by the imperial guards. Jiang Qing, who led the daughter of the Yan family through the process of complaining about grievances and beating drums, was picked up by the Marquis of Weiyuan with a sullen face that day. back home.

Jiang Qing, who knew she was wrong and didn't dare to say anything, shrank her neck, returned to the Hou's mansion, and just as the two of them stepped into the front hall, they knelt down skillfully and neatly on their back feet.

Marquis Weiyuan: "..."

Madam Weiyuanhou who came out was startled, and quickly waved away the servant girl who was about to walk over. After thinking for a while, she still walked over with light steps, and spoke gently before Jiang Qing spoke, keeping the corners of her lips in the same position as she spoke. She smiled peacefully, but her eyes were calm and reassuring: "What are you kneeling here for? Get up quickly. I am a woman and I don't understand these things, but there are things that should be there. We should discuss where we should go. Huan'er must have returned by this time, since you two finally want to talk, let's take this opportunity and let the three of you talk."

Gently lifting up the stubborn Jiang Qing, Mrs. Weiyuanhou bowed to Weiyuanhou and saluted: "Master Hou, I'm going to order to prepare some food. Let's eat later today, so that Lord I feel sick to my stomach when I stay up late at night on an errand."

Marquis Weiyuan's stern face softened visibly, and the urge to beat his son also subsided.

Although the current wife is his stepwife, she has managed the internal affairs of the Hou's mansion in a well-organized manner for decades, and treated her stepson very leniently and benevolently. Marquis Weiyuan has never been distracted by foreign affairs and internal affairs, so Marquis Weiyuan treats this The stepwife is still very respectful and affectionate: "How do you know that I have received an errand?"

"I had a few encounters with Sister Hua Si back then." Mrs. Hou smiled lightly, "A few days ago, the servants of Zhuangzi reported that Chen'an had brought a girl to settle there, so I went to see her. I took a look, chatted with that girl for a few words, and got to know something."

Jiang Qing turned to look at his mother with unbelievable eyes, and then at his father who was not surprised. He was dumbfounded for a long time before he stumbled: "Father, you...you already knew about Qingniang ?”

"What are you calling nonsense! You can call the name of the girl's house!" Wei Yuanhou scolded his younger son, then straightened his sleeves and sneered, "If I don't know who you expect to give me your crap, Are you wiping your ass?"

Mrs. Hou listened to Weiyuan Hou's words revealing her true colors, Rourou reminded: "Master Hou."

"Cough! Forget it, let's go, you brat, come with me to the study, and when your elder brother comes, let's have a good chat." Marquis Weiyuan coughed uncomfortably, and lifted his youngest son's ear. He walked towards the study room with strides, "Tell me about you, someone put you in a cover and counted [-] steps! You kid is usually not very smart? Why don't you use your brain when you should use your brain... "

Madam Hou raised her hand to call for the housekeeper who was waiting at the side, and said in a low voice: "Call the prince to the study, and remember to tell the prince what happened just now in advance."

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The next day · Jingbei Palace

Yang Yanqing vaguely felt as if he was in magma, his whole body was surrounded by hot breath, and even his limbs were tightly bound by iron hoops, unable to move even a bit, and the back of his neck felt hot and strange to the touch as if being burned by flames, Yang Yanqing was fascinated After struggling for a while in a daze, he broke free from that tiring predicament, and slowly opened his eyes.

After regaining his sanity, Yang Yanqing blinked his eyes at the mahogany bed curtain above his head, and slowly moved his head.A hot big hand reached out and pushed his turned head away to touch the soft lips again. The owner of the big hand coaxed softly in a low and magnetic voice: "Hey, don't move."

Yang Yanqing thought for a while, and calmly and politely asked the man lying beside him with his arms wrapped around him without any dead ends: "What are you doing, my lord?"

"Huh? Wake up." Xiao Jinghe finally buried Yang Yanqing's neck and took a deep breath. He put some distance away from Yang Yanqing but still didn't want to let go. There was still a kind of tone in his tone. How did this scholar wake up so early? It's a pity, "Mr. is such a big man. When he is feverish, he kicks the quilt when he sleeps. He can't hold down the quilt so tenderly that he can't hold it down. Doctor Gan can say that this winter, Mr. should be healthy and don't catch cold anymore. Ben Wang sacrificed a bit to press the quilt for Mr. Wang and warm the quilt."

Yang Yanqing was suddenly shocked by Xiao Jinghe's words of being good-looking while taking advantage of it, probably because he had never come into contact with this kind of soldier who came out of the military camp in the human skin of a nobleman in the first half of his life, so he was speechless for a while before quietly asking: " Then what was the prince doing just now?"

"Mr. has a strange fragrance. Last night, I fell asleep in my arms in my arms, and I woke up feeling comfortable." Xiao Jinghe sighed in admiration, "Sir, what kind of ointment did you put on your body? How much do you want to share?"

Yang Yanqing raised the corners of his mouth and softly responded to Xiao Jinghe: "If I said no, wouldn't the prince still have to climb into bed every day?"

"It doesn't need to be so troublesome, sir, you can just move to the main courtyard." Xiao Jing laughed loudly, and didn't go up to tease Yang Yanqing, whose voice sounded much more energetic than the day before, lifted the quilt and got out of bed, and was careful before leaving Tuck the quilt under Yang Yanqing's body.

Although Xiao Jinghe said that he was a bit of a clean freak on weekdays, his demeanor still showed the crispness and informality of a general. He got out of bed with only baggy underwear hanging around his waist. It is worth paying attention to, that large piece of strong muscle is shaking in front of Yang Yanqing's eyes, making Master Emperor's hand holding the corner of the quilt tightly, looking at the back and abdomen, holding his breath, his eyes want to look at the abdominal muscles. Glance above.

Then he met Xiao Jinghe's playful eyes.

Yang Yanqing turned his head and closed his eyes pretending to be indifferent, with a calm heart.

Xiao Jinghe raised and lowered his eyebrows, simply put the inner coat he found on his body, sat sideways on the side of the bed, stretched out his hand and lightly turned the face of the emperor's master, and said with a smile: "Sir, why are you shy, my lord?" Is there any part of your body that you can't see?"

On the contrary, he clearly remembered the words Yang Yanqing used to tease him earlier.

Yang Yanqing was right when he thought about it, so he opened his eyes and looked at it openly, his eyes even tended to look down the gully of his abdominal muscles.

The eyes seemed to be cruising on Xiao Jinghe's skin with a small hook. It was Xiao Jinghe's turn to be a little unbearable. He put on his underwear and tied it properly. Somewhere there was a reaction early in the morning: "Let's look at this first, and look back at the rest slowly."

"When is the rest?" Yang Yanqing looked away regretfully.

Xiao Jinghe's complexion is not the wheat color unique to generals, but rather pale, but it is different from Yang Yanqing's jade-like paleness, Xiao Jinghe's fairness is a kind of handsome and scorching eyes exuding masculinity.

Xiao Jinghe rubbed his chin, and said in a joking tone: "If Mister can borrow me alone, how about I let Mister see enough tonight?"

Yang Yanqingtian developed a delicate heart. As soon as Xiao Jinghe said this, he was keenly aware of the seriousness in his words. He didn't answer Xiao Jinghe's words, and directly changed the topic and said: "Thanks to General Jiang Qing, I will see you later." He estimated that he should treat him to two glasses of wine."

Xiao Jinghe also followed Yang Yanqing's words: "The Marquis of Weiyuan is not as reasonable as he seems. I am afraid that when he returns home, he will have a meal of fried meat with a whip. Jiang Qing was often whipped when he was a child, and his skin has become stronger."

Even though Marquis Weiyuan is now a first-rank military marquis, commanding the Imperial Forest Army, and walks like a dragon and a tiger with incomparable majesty on weekdays. If time goes back more than ten years, Marquis Hou is a well-known bandit in Shanghai, but there are also bandits who fall into grass The morality of being a bandit, he led his brothers not to oppress the people, not to rob their homes and kill innocent people indiscriminately, but to force them to hire them as guards in the territory of Shanghai. All have to scrape off a small amount of employment fees.

But it is also true that during that period, there was no caravan robbery case in Shanghai. For these merchant escort agencies, things that can be solved with money are much better than fear.

... Shanghai?

Xiao Jinghe suddenly realized - isn't that the state capital where Yang Yanqing was sent down as a county magistrate after the imperial examination?

"Sir, have you ever had friendship with Marquis Weiyuan?" Xiao Jinghe thought about the links in Qinzheng Hall yesterday, thoughtfully.

"There was some small friendship." Yang Yanqing nodded, straightened up and half sat up, and shivered from the cold the moment he got out of the quilt, "Master Hou's first wife was from Lu County, Huzhou. Helped Lord Hou take care of his former parents-in-law for a period of time, and had the honor to teach Weiyuan Hou Shizi a few lessons."

"Sir, is this trying to catch the Weiyuan Marquis's mansion? From old to young, no one has been let go. If Jiang Qing finds out, she will be angry for a long time." Xiao Jinghe had already guessed that the little emperor would The presiding judge of the Haozhi case was placed in Weiyuan Hou, which was in line with Yang Yanqing's initial plan, but now he is more certain about his guess, "That Boss Liu must be the one used by Mr. Jiang Qing to lure this little stupid donkey radish?"

"It doesn't sound good to say so much." Yang Yanqing cast a sideways glance at Xiao Jinghe reproachfully, and stretched out his hand to grab Xiao Jinghe's left arm and turn it to the inside of the arm. The scab on it still felt slightly raised and rough to the touch, "Jiang The general's admiration for Boss Liu was something I hadn't expected at the beginning. If Boss Liu didn't exist, it would be his eldest brother, Marquis Weiyuan, who led him to pick up Wang Xingguo and the daughter of the Huyan clan to complain about grievances. The son of the mansion, this time replacing Wang Xingguo from the Ministry of Criminal Justice is also an errand for the son, and I have to say that it is very well done."

In the carriage yesterday, Yang Yanqing originally wanted to slash himself and make him more embarrassed, so entering the palace was to show weakness to the little emperor, and secondly, it was to make Li Xian feel less suspicious and afraid when Yang Yanqing entered the palace when he returned to Beijing.

After all, Li Xian knew Yang Yanqing's whereabouts well, and Li Xian's failure to find Yan Yu for so many years was indeed a serious problem in his heart. If Yang Yanqing returned to Beijing in such a blatant manner, it would be hard for Li Xian not to think that Yang Yanqing had already grasped the evidence in Yan Yu's hands. At that time, it might not be so easy for Yang Yanqing to walk the road from the capital to the palace gate safely, and the Ministry of Punishment would not be so determined to start their plan.

It's just that after Xiao Jinghe made fun of Yang Yanqing's thin arms and legs, he couldn't help but draw a line on the inside of his arm, staining Yang Yanqing's outer robe with mottled red indifferently.

The undressed wound continued to ooze blood until it healed naturally.

Xiao Jinghe raised his hand to press Yang Yanqing's unconsciously frowned eyebrows: "What are you thinking? If the master slashes this knife, can he be so measured as this king without hurting his bones?"

Yang Yanqing, who was really not a frail scholar in essence, couldn't refute this at this time, so he could only say: "It's better to take some medicine, and heal faster."

"The blood scab fell off within two days, and the medicine made the inside of the clothes so sticky and uncomfortable—" Xiao Jinghe saw that Yang Yanqing was about to speak again, and preemptively said, "I don't even need bandages. If you put a bandage on such a small wound, you will be sent to the barracks later." Those guys laughed at me for half a year! Don’t worry about it, sir, if you think about it this way, if my husband’s blood really flows all over my body, then five Jiang Qings will not be able to stop me from going crazy.”

"Oh, I don't understand, why does the smell on Mr.'s body attract me so much?"

Yang Yanqing couldn't help being teased, and raised the end of his eyes and said: "Then next time I take a bath, I will definitely take the prince with me, so that the prince will also get some smell, huh?"

Xiao Jinghe stretched out a finger and shook it: "Doctor Gan told me that Mr. can only wipe himself and not take a bath recently, even this bed...I'm afraid he won't be able to get off for a while."

Yang Yanqing: "..."

Sliding back into the quilt with no expression on his face, Mr. Emperor Shi, who was still majestic in the court and in charge of the overall situation before, played the role of a qualified soulless sick beauty with a dull expression.

Xiao Jinghe got up and opened the window to ventilate. He added some spices to the incense burner next to him, and the faint scent of medicine wafted out.

This is the calming incense that the doctor in the house specially prepared for him before. Doctor Gan happened to smell it when he came to check Yang Yanqing's pulse, and said that it would also be good for Yang Yanqing's recovery.

"Speaking of which, when he was in court yesterday, why did Elder Qin Ge defect and side with the gentleman? By the way, there is this."

Xiao Jinghe took out a bamboo tube from the clothes next to him and put it next to Yang Yanqing's ear. It was the so-called "his life" that Yang Yanqing gave him to keep in the carriage yesterday.

The author has something to say:

Xiao Jinghe (righteous): This king never climbs on the bed, this king only moves people

Yang Yanqing (unfinished): Tsk, you have a really good figure

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Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: 30 bottles of people lying at the bottom of the pit, bobo~