The emperor took the cub of the nemesis Regent

Ji Xuemian didn't want Duan Qichi to embarrass Xuan Wo.

Duan Qichi in front of him sighed, and said: "Then Ji Shoufu, follow me."

Xuan Wo bit his lip and didn't speak.

It was a rare time for Ji Xuemian to be obedient, and he let go of his heart, and followed Duan Qichi back to Xuanqing Palace.

As soon as Ji Xuemian arrived at the gate of the palace, he saw a figure of Mo Lan leaving.

Ji Xuemian has a photographic memory for people and books, and he can't remember wrongly. This person is Xuan Yi.

Stepping into the palace gate, Lingyin had already prepared the food and was instructing the maids to put the food on the table.

Seeing Ji Xuemian coming, he hurriedly welcomed him in, saw Duan Qichi again, knew that Duan Qichi stayed in Xuanqing Palace last night, and carefully prepared two sets of bowls and chopsticks, and two breakfasts.

"Sir, Your Highness the Regent, please."

Hearing this address, Ji Xuemian felt relieved, knowing that Lingyin had already understood the rules of the palace, she couldn't help being relieved.

Duan Qichi sat down opposite Ji Xuemian, "Where's the lotus seed soup you ordered this morning?"

He didn't order Lingyin, another little maid said: "Go back to the Regent, it's done, bring it here."

Lingyin brought a food box in front of Ji Xuemian, "Sir, this is a snack sent by the second prince, and he said he didn't know if you liked it, so he asked his servant to answer him."

Duan Qichi lifted the lid, looked at these exquisite pastries, obviously put a lot of thought into it, "Xuan Yi?"

Then, he paused, "Take it out and throw it away."

Ji Xuemian said in a bad tone, "Don't throw it away, put it here."

After finishing speaking, Ji Xuemian called the palace people to come over, "You can take whatever you want to eat, I can drink lotus seed soup."

Ji Xuemian doesn't like to eat anything recently and is very picky eater.

Duan Qichi took a few glances at him, took it over, and tapped his cheek, "You have indeed lost weight."

Ji Xuemian picked up the spoon and tapped his finger mercilessly.

Lingyin pursed her lips and smiled, "The servants will be impolite."

Ji Xuemian nodded, "In the Xuanqing Palace, there is no such thing as a master's servant. I'm not a concubine, nor a royal bloodline. I'm just staying here temporarily. You don't have to be nervous."

Ji Xuemian thought for a while, "Lingyin, you don't have to wait for me tonight, you can eat by yourself. Also, I need to write the homework left for you, and I will check it when I come back."

Lingyin said with a bitter face, "Yes, sir."

Duan Qichi shook his head, "Your husband is the strictest teacher in the history of Ning Dynasty, you have to suffer."

After Lingyin heard this, her face became even more purple.

Ji Xuemian glared at Duan Qichi, "Is this minister so scary?"

Duan Qichi said: "Of course not, this king frightened him."

Lingyin scratched her head, "My lord, here is a stack of pictures of beauties, the emperor ordered his slaves to show you."

As he spoke, he pushed a thick stack of rice paper over, and when Ji Xuemian saw it, there were portraits of women everywhere.

Duan Qichi joked: "Ji Shoufu is famous for reading flowers in Beijing. Is this a beauty? Is the painter collected money to beautify it? Don't you know at a glance?"

Lingyin blinked her eyes: "So sir is also a frequent visitor to the brothel Chu Pavilion?"

Ji Xuemian was speechless, and explained: "That's just my disguise outside, it's just a deception, it's nothing like that."

Duan Xichi smiled clearly, "I see, let me see."

Ji Xuemian froze, then realized what he meant by "look", and then relaxed.

Realizing that he was overthinking, Ji Xuemian remained calm on the surface, took a spoonful of lotus seed soup, chewed it, drank it clean, and filled another bowl.

Duan Qichi noticed that he was greedy for the soup, and the corners of his lips curved slightly.

Drinking in a hurry, Ji Xuemian coughed a few times, Duan Qichi put down the portrait and came over to pat him on the back.

Lingyin chose not to look at it, dismissed the other palace servants, and withdrew herself.

Ji Xuemian slowed down, took the portrait, "They are all beautiful."

Duan Qichi didn't think, "Not as beautiful as you."

Ji Xuemian blushed slightly, and divided these portraits into several parts, some of them looked virtuous and generous, some of them were charming and moving, some of them were smart and lovely, and put them away in categories.

Ji Xuemian thought it was wrong, "How can the courtiers see this kind of thing? Xuan Wo is too ignorant of the rules."

Duan Qichi paused, "If he knew the rules, he wouldn't have made Mr. Xue, what kind of moth."

Ji Xuemian continued to drink soup, "Does His Highness the Regent also have any objections to seeing Mr. Xue?"

Thinking of this, Ji Xuemian felt that Ning Chao's future was worrying.

One or two are addicted to this, it's not worth breaking one Xuanwo, even the regent who is both righteous and evil must be included.

Duan Qichi saw him like this, although the words were light and light, the information contained in them was not good.

Quickly explained: "Xue Mian, I just said it casually."

Ji Xuemian sighed and didn't take this matter to heart, "Forget it, after I persuade Xuan Wo to calm down, it's time to get married."

Duan Qichi was silent and did not speak.

Ji Xuemian called Lingyin in, and handed him the divided portrait, "You just say, the choice of the empress should be decided by the empress dowager, and I can't control it."

Raising his hand, a sedan chair soon stopped outside Xuanqing Palace.

Ji Xuemian didn't remember calling someone, so she asked Lingyin, "Who called this?"

Duan Qichi came over, smiling, "There will be a palace banquet tonight, and it will be you and me, you say, shouldn't we wash it?"

Ji Xuemian thought for a while, then nodded, "That's natural."

Duan Xichi raised his hand and pushed open the palace door, "Then Ji Shoufu, please?"

Ji Xuemian didn't know, "Where are you going?"

Without saying a word, Duan Qichi stuffed Ji Xuemian into the sedan chair, and the palace door slowly closed behind him.

Just as Ji Xuemian was about to slap Duan Qichi to make him wanton, he raised his index finger and made a booing gesture.

Ji Xuemian could only swallow his anger.

The sedan chair didn't go too far, and it pulled them all the way to Tangquan Palace.

Tangquan Palace is equally magnificent, and the palace people are bowing their heads to welcome Duan Qichi.

When Ji Xuemian saw this posture, he knew in his heart that Duan Qi had told them to prepare in advance.

Ji Xuemian took a step away, bowed his head and said respectfully, "Your Excellency, go over there."

Ji Xuemian was really afraid that he would take a shower together.

After all, it's not like he hasn't said that.

Fortunately, there were many eyeliners in the court, Duan Qichi didn't make things difficult for him, but smiled indiscernibly, and stroked his cheek.

"it is good."

Ji Xuemian feared that there would be too many people in the palace, so she dodged his hand unconsciously and walked into the room with her back stiffened.

A pool of petals floated on the water, Ji Xuemian walked in slowly.

Soaking in the water, Ji Xuemian saw behind the screen, a young man in white flashed by, took a peek at him, and went to Duan Qichi's pond again.

Ji Xuemian thought about it for a while, Duan Qichi didn't seem to have any concubines or concubines around him, the young man's attire clearly meant to wait on the couch.

Ji Xuemian should turn a blind eye to the regent's matter, just like the emperor's matter.

Ji Xuemian closed his eyes and rested his mind, surrounded by hot water, felt that the coldness of his hands and feet had eased a lot.

The stomach is also very comfortable, and the tiredness of so many days seems to come up together.

He has been feeling sick to his stomach, maybe he is really sick, and it is really time to go to the imperial doctor.

On the other side, Duan Qichi watched the young man in white who suddenly appeared in front of him throw his clothes on the ground, folded his arms, and said nothing.

This is a young man, his facial features, body shape, hands and feet, all of which are very similar to 17-year-old Ji Xuemian.

It's just that without his Ling Jue's arrogance, there is more indescribable charm.

And the expression in those eyes, one is as cold as ice and snow, and the other is as soft as spring willow.

Covering those eyes, it was the young Ji Xuemian himself standing there.

Except for that mouth, he definitely wasn't like Ji Xuemian, who would scold anyone for nothing and be ruthless, regardless of whether he was the emperor or the regent.

"Master Snow."

Duan Qichi didn't ask him, but was very sure.

Mr. Xue nodded, very obedient.

Duan Qichi was puzzled seeing this expression that shouldn't have appeared on a face similar to Ji Xuemian's.

Well, it is indeed very similar to Ji Xuemian's expression at certain times.

Duan Qichi said quietly, "Are you a eunuch?"

Mr. Xue didn't feel there was a problem, "What's wrong with the eunuch, Ji Shoufu is still a..."

Duan Qichi frowned, "What about him?"

Mr. Xue boldly jumped into the hot pool and approached Duan Qichi.

Duan Xi didn't move.

He noticed that Mr. Xue's whole body was marked with the marks left by Xuan Wo last night.

It looks violent.

Mr. Xue pushed aside the surface of the water and whispered softly: "This servant has already seen it, the regent...you like him."

"This... this is unethical."

Duan Qichi had sharp eyes under a pair of long eyelashes, "This king knows."

Mr. Xue said puzzledly: "But as a minister, I have the obligation to make my master happy. Ji Shoufu's current glory is all thanks to the imperial court. He shouldn't have refused you."

Then, he laughed, "And he is obviously a brother, what is there to be proud of? Although he has no slaves, they are more obedient than him—"

Duan Qichi asked him suddenly: "Do you love to laugh?"

Mr. Xue was stunned: "The emperor likes slaves the most. You smiled, don't you like the regent?"

Duan Xichi didn't speak, and didn't intend to answer him.

Mr. Xue moved closer again, deliberately trying to please him, "I don't know if a cold person like Ji Shoufu is willing to act like a slave..."

Duan Qichi grabbed his hand that was about to move, and with a smile in his eyes, he whispered, "Do you think this king is very gentle?"

Mr. Xue was afraid, "I think Ji Shoufu's skin is very clean, so I think so."

Duan Qichi closed his eyes, restrained his smile, "If you dare to criticize him even half a word, this king will sew your mouth shut."

Mr. Xue was startled, "Slave...Slave is obviously better than him, and will serve you better, why are you angry?"

Duan Qichi thought for a moment, then smiled, "How do you know he's not good?"

As soon as the words were finished, Ji Xuemian finished washing, and put on a brand new white robe, with a little crimson embroidery thread on the neckline, which was delicate and elegant, winding to the black hair.

Two strands of handsome bangs hung by his ears, fluffy and fluttering, and the long and straight hair was slightly dripping with water, falling on his robe, smudged with rippling water splashes little by little.

Ji Xuemian glanced back at him lightly, telling him to hurry up clearly in his eyes.

Duan Qichi stared at him, unable to move for a moment.

His skin was still a little pink after he just got out of the bath, and the water vapor lingered in the corners of his eyes and brows, and even the ends of his eyes were rosy.

However, Ji Xuemian's expression didn't change at the moment when he saw Mr. Xue.

Only her brows frowned, and the corners of her lips pursed.

Duan Qichi clicked his tongue, and pushed Mr. Xue away, "Stay away from me, so Ji Shoufu won't misunderstand."

Mr. Xue looked confused, "But this servant feels that Ji Shoufu didn't treat you and this servant like this...don't worry?"

Duan Qichi raised his eyebrows, "Say it again?"

Mr. Xue was afraid of being slit, so he covered his mouth and dared not speak.

He gradually cried out.

Duan Qichi had a headache, "Why are you crying?"

Mr. Xue wiped his tears: "Regent, you have seen the body of the servant, you can't let the servant..."

Hearing the voice, Ji Xuemian walked over, seeing this scene, her forehead was throbbing.

"Duan Qichi, grab a little toy with a child like Xuanwo, are you still human?"

"I didn't!" Duan Qichi defended anxiously, squinting his long and narrow eyes, and stood up from the water without a trace.

When Ji Xuemian saw it, her face blushed, she turned around and left.

Duan Qichi was completely anxious, grabbed the robes prepared by the palace servants, "Xue Mian, wait for me, listen to my explanation!"

The palace people saw that the unpredictable Prince Regent chased out in three steps and two steps. While quickly arranging his clothes, his face was full of annoyance.

Walking to the door, I remembered something, and ordered: "Send that idiot back to Xuanwo Palace, and put him in confinement for seven days. If you don't accept it, ask Xuanwo to come and find me."

The palace people trembled, "Yes, the Regent."

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