The emperor took the cub of the nemesis Regent

Ji Xuemian's mind was full of Duan Qichi's appearance that he couldn't look directly at, unconsciously, the wind was blowing under his feet, and he walked extremely fast.

The passing maids gave way one after another, for fear of bumping into him, but they didn't know that there was a faster runner behind him.

When Ji Xuemian heard the footsteps getting closer, she felt annoyed. Who told Duan Qichi to be better than him? At this moment, this guy didn't care about walking in the palace and couldn't walk fast, so he quickly chased after him.

Ji Xuemian simply stopped, only to hear Duan Qichi stop five inches behind him in an emergency, almost throwing him to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, Ji Xuemian was dropped by him, hugged in his arms, and didn't care about anything.

Ji Xuemian said angrily, "Hurry up and let me go! Don't you know that there are palace people coming and going on this small road?"

Duan Qichi ignored his words, "It's really a misunderstanding!"

His clothes still smelled of dampness, and the scent of petals in the pool hadn't dissipated. It was damp and wet, and it was extremely fragrant under the cover of night.

Ji Xuemian bit her lower lip, blushing, "Okay, I understand, let go first..."

Duan Qi didn't listen: "I don't."

There was disordered breathing between them, Duan Qichi's long hair was hanging by his side, and the hair was blown up by the wind, as beautiful as a flowing brocade.

Ji Xuemian touched his hair with her hand, and said helplessly, "Your hair isn't even dry, so you're not afraid of a head wind."

Duan Qichi shook his head, his hair brushed against the back of Ji Xuemian's hand, "I want you to wipe it for me."

Ji Xuemian said helplessly: "Then let go of me first, I really can't move if you hold me like this."

The breeze outlines Duan Xichi's figure, tall and thin, with every inch of line not too much or too little, wide shoulders and long legs, which is perfect.

Ji Xuemian was close to him, and could feel his vigorous vitality, the blood was constantly flowing, like him, he would never give up and never get tired.

It was hard to imagine that a regent who had experienced many battles, with his hair loose, turned back into a rebellious prince in an instant, as if he was waving a folding fan and looking at the beauty suavely.

However, the regent was straining his eyes, tugging at Ji Xuemian's sleeve thoughtfully: "Then I'll let you go, you can't run away anymore."

Ji Xuemian stretched her eyebrows, and softened her tone: "If I don't run, where else can I go?"

This person is like a sticky candy cake, how can you shake it off?

Then I added another sentence: "Who told you to be so unreasonable? Turn around."

Duan Qichi held his sleeve tightly, and turned around obediently.

Ji Xuemian wiped his hair carefully with her clean silk towel, and her thin, cool and slender fingertips tugged at his hair, making Duan Xichi's back itchy uncontrollably.

Duan Qichi whispered: "Xue Mian, you haven't told me yet, you said you're not angry anymore, okay?"

Ji Xuemian said, "I wasn't angry at all."

Seeing Duan Qichi's face turn red and blue, Ji Xuemian chuckled, shook his sleeves and left.

Among other things, seeing that scene just now, Ji Xuemian was indeed in a daze.

The reason why Xuan Wo called him Mr. Xue was because he looked too similar to himself, right?

Ji Xuemian looked at Duan Qichi and Mr. Xue from the perspective of an outsider, and suddenly felt ashamed.

It turned out that in the eyes of outsiders, the relationship between him and Duan Qichi was almost obvious, but it was just a matter of breaking the window paper.

As long as they stand together, it is impossible to ignore the faint entanglement between them.

Even Ji Xuemian could see it, I believe Xuan Wo, Xuan Yi, and even Zhao Yu could all see it.

Just now, Ji Xuemian turned around and left, not because of the scene, but because he didn't want to think about it any longer. If Duan Qichi treated him so blatantly, other people would find out later even if they didn't realize it now.

And Duan Qichi kept following him, as if immersed in some kind of annoyed and disappointed mood, without saying a word.

He followed Ji Xuemian all the way to the palace banquet.

Ji Xuemian looked back at him, thinking that his appearance was so obvious that anyone who asked to look at it might think that the regent had been taken away by someone.

He had no choice but to lower his voice and pull him closer to him.

Ji Xuemian sighed resignedly, as if every time Duan Qichi was unhappy in front of him, the tail behind him couldn't wag, and his emotions were written on his face.

Where is the appearance of a wolf's ambition?

Ji Xuemian thought it was funny, this person has been like this since he was a child, and he used his thick skin to play tricks on him.

Ji Xuemian comforted him, "My lord, although what you hear is what you hear, what you see is what you see, but I'm not that stupid. I believe you."

Duan Qichi raised his head, his dark eyes suddenly lit up.

Like a puppy that has been lost, it is the joy of finding its owner again.

Duan Qichi looked at him steadily: "Really?"

Ji Xuemian even raised the corners of her lips and smiled slightly, "Really."

Duan Qichi stared at him blankly, and when he came to his senses, he leaned over and pulled Ji Xuemian behind the rockery without any explanation.

It was hard for Ji Xuemian not to scold him, and he didn't struggle when he pulled him over.

Duan Xichi put him on the rockery, lightly, lowered his head, and rubbed his forehead with the tip of his nose flatteringly, "Si Ling, you are the best."

Ji Xuemian was so sticky that he didn't look good, and his hair was messed up, so he had no choice but to push him, "Don't you want to go to the palace banquet? That's enough."

Duan Qichi's eyes flashed with joy, "Not enough, I really want to kiss you."

Ji Xuemian turned her head away, her ears turned red, "Don't kiss, I... don't want to be seen."

Duan Qichi laughed softly, "I know, we should have kissed sooner." He grabbed Ji Xuemian's fingertips and kissed gently, "I don't want others to see you like that."

Ji Xuemian's fingertips became hot from his kiss, so he had no choice but to divert his attention, "I just heard you say that you want to sew Mr. Xue's mouth?"

Duan Qichi nodded, confidently said, "Yes, who asked him to speak ill of you in front of me."

Ji Xuemian said solemnly, "You can't sew him. Xuanwo seems to like him very much. Xuanwo has never liked anyone since he was a child. Although he is a man, he may not be sincere."

Duan Qichi was listless, and didn't say whether he could do it or not.

Ji Xuemian thought about it again, "Although Mr. Xue's origin is unknown, and his appearance... In short, you can't sew him until the truth is revealed, do you understand?"

Duan Qichi had no choice but to hum.

Then, he lazily played with Ji Xuemian's hair, "Understood, then if you want to intercede with him, should you call me and bribe me?"

Ji Xuemian raised his eyebrows and asked, "What's your name?"

Duan Qichi leaned over with his index finger, tapped his lips, and smiled mischievously, "Why do you always ask such questions?"

Here we go again, let him guess again.

What is there to guess?

Sometimes Duan Qichi was as stupid as an eight-year-old child, Ji Xuemian's eyes wandered unnaturally, so he had to look back at him again, and called out softly, "Brother Ah Chi, can you do it?"

"Sure, you're so good." Duan Qichi smiled with satisfaction.

Ji Xuemian rolled his eyes at him, then pinched his arm hard with his hand.

After thinking for a while, Ji Xuemian became more and more angry: "What is this called? You are the one who caused the misunderstanding, but I am the one who begged for help?"

"Si Ling..." Duan Qichi started coaxing him again with a smile on his lips. This time, no matter what Duan Qichi said, Ji Xuemian made up his mind to ignore him, pushed him aside, straightened his clothes, and walked out of the rockery.

Outside the rockery, the palace people came and went, and when they saw Ji Xuemian and Duan Qichi behind him, they saluted one after another.

Ji Xuemian nodded lightly and entered the main hall of the banquet.

With a flick, "Stay away from me."

Sure enough, Duan Qichi was waiting outside, and it took a long time before he arrived.

But no one dared to find fault with him.

During the palace banquet tonight, it could be seen that Xuan Wo sincerely wanted to show off. He sat high on the dragon chair, looking at Ji Xuemian from time to time, and his eyes were a little flustered.

Dancers in skirts surrounded the round stage, string music was played, and everyone was singing and dancing.

Ji Xuemian glanced at Xuanwo, and Xuanwo felt his head turn away.

Ji Xuemian still didn't quite understand, after thinking about it for a while, she probably guessed it.

It is estimated that when Mr. Xue went back and told Xuan Wo, Xuan Wo was afraid that he would beat him, so he looked at him like this?

However, Ji Xuemian didn't think too much about it, even if Young Master Xue looked like him, he didn't take it to heart.

Even if Xuan Wo has so much unspeakable affection for him, at his age it is easy to confuse liking with dependence.

He is Xuanwo's teacher, and it is understandable that Xuanwo has Chengmen Lixue's affection for him.

If he married the queen, he probably forgot about it.

As for Mr. Xue, just give some money to leave the palace.

Ji Xuemian remembered that Mr. Xue might have taught Xuan Wo about Duan Qichi's sew his mouth.

Thinking of this, Ji Xuemian glanced at Duan Qichi, the latter was drinking wine leisurely, surrounded by dignitaries, generals and generals, everyone went to toast his wine, blowing compliments free of money.

Duan Qichi couldn't tell whether he was happy or unhappy, he maintained an expression, and replied from time to time that the person he was talking to seemed to be as happy as he had gotten a huge advantage.

Ji Xuemian drank the hot water in the cup, also calmly accepted the kind words of his staff, and replaced wine with water with the people around him, and no one said anything wrong about him.

"Prince Regent, you have contributed a lot to this battle in southern Xinjiang!"

"Ji Shoufu has worked hard, I wonder what the emperor will reward the meritorious officials?"

Xuan Wo seemed to have made up his mind a long time ago, "My Emperor Tiger Talisman is still in the hands of the teacher."

Ji Xuemian nodded and said yes, "I am thinking about when to return it, and it seems that it is time to return it now."

"No need to pay it back." Xuan Wo's eyebrows were very paranoid, "Let the teacher take charge of the Imperial Forest Army for me, I will supervise it from time to time, and I hope the teacher will not chase me away."

Ji Xuemian pondered for a moment, noncommittal.

Duan Qichi said unhurriedly, "The emperor's nephew is about to elect a concubine. From now on, you can't always bother the teacher at night. Whether it's the memorial or the affairs of the Imperial Forest Army, it should be done during the day."

As soon as the words came out, everyone smiled kindly and understood the meaning.

Not far away, Xuan Yi put down his wine glass, and said, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty the Regent is right, you can't always pester Ji Shoufu to ask questions, you should put the emperor's heir first."

Xuan Wo's face was uncertain, but he couldn't refute Duan Qichi on the spot, so he could only nod while pulling his face.

"That is to say, in my opinion, what's the use of going to Ji Shoufu every night, and he can't bear children! The emperor should choose a queen who is easy to raise, and give birth to some little princes and daughters, so as to carry on the family line!"

The woman beside him frowned and scolded him: "Husband, your mouth is getting more and more unguarded...Ji Shoufu, don't be surprised."

Ji Xuemian knew that King Zhenxi had such a temper, he dared to say anything due to his many achievements, so he didn't blame him.

The princess smiled and offered him a cup of tea.

Someone said: "My minister is really happy for the late emperor. Now that I am getting more and more stable, I cannot do without the emperor and His Majesty the regent. In my opinion, we should toast with each other!"

After everyone drank a glass of wine, someone asked Xuan Yi again: "Your Highness Prince Rui, when you return to Beijing this time, when will you return to the Mobei fiefdom?"

Xuan Yi glanced at Duan Qichi lightly, and said, "I'll come back when the situation stabilizes."

Mobei?

The fief that Xuanwo bestowed on Xuanyi was actually Mobei, where Duan Qichi was born.

Ji Xuemian lowered her eyes, maybe Xuan Yi would know about Duan Qichi's youthful past.

Have a chance to ask him.

Bucai's little eunuch nimbly put a very greasy braised meatball in Ji Xuemian's bowl.

Ji Xuemian couldn't eat anything, so he put down his chopsticks and said with a pleasant face, "I don't eat meat, do you have some sour plum soup?"

Who knew that the little eunuch gave Zhao Yu a guilty look.

Zhao Yu didn't care about them at all, but Ji Xuemian frowned, "I'm talking to you, what do you think he is doing?"

The little eunuch's every move could not be hidden from Ji Xuemian's eyes, his hands shook, "No...it's nothing, this slave is afraid of death, afraid of being blamed by Eunuch Zhao."

Ji Xuemian took a few glances at him, and decided not to embarrass him, "Forget it, I'll ask you, is there any sour plum soup?"

"Yes, yes, the servant will get it."

Ji Xuemian held a bowl of sour plum soup, and drank it slowly, spoon by spoon.

But Duan Qichi noticed the only soup in the palace banquet, narrowed his eyes slightly, and stared at him intently.

Ji Xuemian didn't realize it, and after drinking a bowl, he found it delicious, so he asked, "Is there any more?"