The emperor took the cub of the nemesis Regent

At first, Ji Xuemian thought that the little note was an accident, until early the next morning, Lan Shen lay upside down on the edge of his window, head down and feet up, looking at him earnestly.

Ji Xuemian straightened up, and glanced at him through the hair hanging over her shoulders: "The kung fu of hanging the golden bell is getting better and better."

Lan Shen's face turned red due to backflow of blood, but he opened his mouth to speak fluently: "My lord, there is another note from the Prince Regent's Palace."

"Oh, throw it away." Ji Xuemian's hands and feet were very weak, so he simply lay down again, changed the direction, put his arm on his pillow, and closed his eyes to rest his mind.

He was really uncomfortable, especially his waist. Although the slightly raised belly during pregnancy was not very conspicuous, but because his waist was too thin, he kept falling when he was lying flat, and had to lie on his side.

Ji Xuemian measured his waist, and it was almost a circle bigger.

"Ah?" Lan Shen smiled wryly: "Sir, you don't know how annoying Lin Yuan is. He comes to bother his subordinates as soon as the cock crows, and he comes eight times a day if he insists that he won't get your reply."

"Lan Shen." Ji Xuemian couldn't bear his nagging, got up and went to bed, "Give me the note."

"Hey! This subordinate didn't throw it away either." Lan Shen turned over and landed on the ground, swayed a few times, walked in through the window in a faltering footsteps, and handed it to Ji Xuemian, not ashamed to ask what he was talking about.

Ji Xuemian unfolded the note, and it was indeed Duan Qichi's awkward apology.

"Don't ignore me, I miss you, can I see you?"

Across a small piece of paper, one could see the distressed look on the man's face when he was writing with a pen.

Ji Xuemian still didn't want to talk to him at first, but after thinking about it for a while, he decided to reply, otherwise, if this person really broke into the mansion, should he be stopped or not?

"How many times does the prince come a day? Do you really miss me that much?"

This note went back, and it was handed back after a while. After reading it, Ji Xuemian blushed a lot, and even burned behind her ears.

"I can't."

The tails of the strokes trembled unnaturally, ink splashed everywhere, and the paper collapsed all over. These words were not pure black, but mixed with some white.

"Shameless." Ji Xuemian held the corner of the note in embarrassment, and threw the note aside, for fear of getting his hands dirty.

For the next few days, the food boxes from the Prince Regent's Mansion were sent to Ji's Mansion without any money. When they were opened, they were all exquisite and different from the usual way, but every dish could be made into Ji Xuemian's favorite taste.

Because there are so many empty food boxes sent back each time, generally the dishes that were not eaten today will not appear again in the future.

That's it, Duan Qichi was still stubborn as usual, he didn't say where the wound on his body came from, and he didn't say whether he was the one who resold the drugs.

Ji Xuemian took his time to fuck the stinky and shameless Prince Regent, and it was almost the day of the Winter Festival Feast.

The first snow in early winter has just fallen, and the snowflakes are everywhere, and everything is white. When the wind blows, it can blow up a snow curtain, which completely blocks people's sight.

Tianhan was afraid of hurting his body, Ji Xuemian was wrapped in a black leopard fur, only his pointed chin was exposed, the white snowflake particles fell on his eyelashes, instantly turned into water droplets, and hit the eyelids with fluttering flashes.

Ji Xuemian was about to get into the sedan chair and saw Lingyin hugging the cat. He remembered again: "I won't be back until midnight today. You should watch the briquettes at home. Don't let it go to other people's houses to steal carp for food."

The briquette was the black cat that was rescued that day. It was a small cat, but it was very courageous. It stole several koi from a pool of koi raised by the servant of the household department three blocks away.

What the coal ball likes to do most is to put its claws on Ji Xuemian's belly, let him scratch his chin with his eyes closed, his green eyes are always narrowed, and he looks very wise.

Lin Yuan would occasionally carry coal balls back to the Prince Regent's Mansion. When he came back, his hair was always shiny and there were fish scum around his mouth. The cat fur smelled very good, and he looked very comfortable being served.

Ji Xuemian snorted twice, turned around and got on the sedan chair.

The sedan chair wandered to the Baiyang Gate outside the palace.

The holly outside the palace wall was growing luxuriantly. When the curtain was opened, Ji Xuemian shivered from the cold wind. He saw a lot of bearers parked outside the palace, probably because he was late.

Don't be in a hurry when it's late, he can only support his back quietly, no one can see him anyway, it's just that after sitting in this sedan chair for a long time, he feels a little chest tight and short of breath, and has difficulty breathing.

Ji Xuemian raised her hand, seeing that her fingers were too pale, she shook them twice, and there was actually a double image.

This is really a big month, and I started to feel dizzy at a young age. Who would believe it?

Ji Xuemian sighed, got off the sedan chair silently, and told the bearer: "Don't leave, I may come out at any time."

The bearer hurriedly agreed, and after Ji Xuemian said these two sentences, his heart beat faster and he became exhausted.

Thanks to the cool wind, after a few blows, my mind is much clearer.

Ji Xuemian coughed twice, his body became weaker and weaker.

Today I was wearing a leopard fur, loose and loose, and my stomach was only slightly protruding, no one could tell.

Ji Xuemian knew it well, and entered the palace gate as usual.

Inside the palace gate and outside the palace gate, there were two kinds of bustle. In order to entertain the envoys and vice-lords who came from the Dayue clan, the House of Internal Affairs also did a lot of work, and it was obvious that they put their heart into it.

Nine-turn glazed lamps are hung everywhere in the palace, and even the hundreds-year-old paintings on the porch are covered with gold leaf, making them resplendent and resplendent.

Ji Xuemian passed by outside Chonghua Palace, and heard someone talking in the Yafang Pavilion at the south corner of the palace.

Across a screen, it seemed that someone was arguing.

"Aren't you going to stand on Prince Rui's side to rebel? Rebel, this king will not go with you."

The voice was lofty and cold, it was Duan Qichi.

"Do you dare to say that you don't want to replace that incompetent emperor? Dali Temple has already begun to investigate the drug case, and it is about to be found on me. Why is the regent pretending to be a good person here?"

The voice was a little strange, rough and hoarse, like an old man.

If you heard me right, it was General Fu Yu's message from Luo Xishan.

He is also one of the three generals holding the Tiger Talisman, and the weakest in military power.

With a sneer, the tone was very disdainful, "Did this king say that he didn't want to be emperor?"

"Then what kind of riddle is the Prince Regent trying to play with me?" General Fu Yu was a rough man and asked directly.

Duan Qichi said in a leisurely tone, "Killing the rebellious Prince Rui and then overthrowing the incompetent rule is logical, why not do it?"

"Then where does the Regent put me?"

He sneered twice: "You did a good job. I cut off the food and grass in the rear of the Dayue clan. I will not blame the case of Afurong. There will always be a way for Dali Temple to not find you."

Duan Qichi's tone was a bit grim: "You didn't do well. When their stronghold in Yongzhou outside Beijing spreads and the garrison is in danger to the capital, and Zuodu Censor Lai plays your copy on your head, don't come to ask for it." king."

"Don't, Zuodu Censor knows how much I've been greedy for military pay, and I've used it to resell drugs. You can't ignore me, Regent, for exposing me!"

General Fuyu paused for a moment: "Furthermore, you can't do without Afurong, the Regent! The tiger talisman in my hand can't take advantage of that boy Sun Wu. He stationed in Lanzhou and picked up a few military exploits for nothing. Let's talk about it." Well, Sun Wu was moved to Lanzhou with the support of the cabinet, if he returns to Beijing, wouldn’t he be in danger of raising tigers..."

"Shut up." Duan Qichi rubbed his brows, "Who is it? Come out."

Hearing that Duan Qichi had found out, Ji Xuemian was not surprised, her first reaction was to cover her belly with her sleeves wide, and gathered up her leopard fur, "I pay my respects to the Regent."

Unexpectedly, when the cold wind blew, Ji Xuemian shrugged his shoulders and coughed.

I will kneel down.

"do not."

Duan Qichi walked over with an uncertain expression, and resisted touching his snow-white cheeks, but the fists under the long sleeves were clenched tightly, leaving a few deep nail marks on the palms of his hands.

Just seeing his sick appearance, Duan Qichi couldn't care what General Fuyu thought.

He didn't look back: "You go first."

General Fuyu was eager to run quickly, stepping on the snow, leaning on the tree, and walked away in three steps.

Duan Qichi held his hand, put it in his palm, held it slowly, and simmered it, trying to warm him.

Having not seen anyone for so many days, Duan Qichi was even more reluctant to see anyone, and said softly, "It's cold outside, why did you come here?"

Ji Xuemian didn't have the strength to argue with Duan Qichi, her voice became very steady, "I heard what the prince said just now."

Ji Xuemian hesitated for a moment, but decided to ask him: "Are you really... infected with drugs?"

"No." Duan Qichi still insisted, but he still softened his tone: "Follow me back to the palace tonight, and I'll explain it to you, okay?"

After waiting, he gently held Ji Xuemian in his arms, and his tone became aggrieved again: "Si Ling, don't you miss me?"

Before Ji Xuemian could speak, he heard Xuan Wo passing by, and the voice came: "Teacher, uncle, what are you doing?"

Ji Xuemian broke away, and said calmly: "The emperor should appear at the banquet at this time, not the Chonghua Palace. If you dislike the lack of schoolwork recently, you can speak directly to the minister."

Even Xuanwo could hear it: "Teacher, why are you angry? The granary in Pulong and Jiuzhou is in a hurry. I wanted to ask you..."

Duan Qichi interrupted: "Your Majesty, let's go first, this king and Lord Shoufu have something to talk about."

Duan Qichi was restless, Xuan Wo was the worst child to discipline, he had his own ideas, and his temperament was gloomy and taciturn, enough for Ji Xuemian to worry about him.

There are countless things in Kyushu, and Ji Xuemian has enough to worry about.

Xuan Wo was worried because of this matter, and there were so many worries, so he had no choice but to leave first after hearing the unhappy tone.

"My lord." Ji Xuemian glanced at him, "What do you mean?"

"Can't you let go occasionally?" Duan Qichi was very unwilling, and said, "It's hard for me to see you once a day, but he is good enough to bother you. I heard from Lan Shen that you stayed up all night last night, what's wrong with you?" Comfortable?"

Ji Xuemian said quietly, "No. The granary in Jiuzhou is tight, so I should think about how to send it there so that people don't get greedy for it, instead of listening to the Regent and General Fuyu reselling drugs here."

Duan Qichi's face was numb from his damage, and he said concisely, "It's easy to handle, leave it to me."

Ji Xuemian's attitude was also very firm, and he said slowly, "The regent does not interfere with the financial power and the distribution of food and grass, my lord, remember not to overstep."

When Ji Xuemian said no, it meant that there was no room for negotiation. Duan Qichi knew he was wrong, "Then send a confidant to escort him."

Ji Xuemian supported his waist without changing his face, "If I remember correctly, the person in charge of running the Kyushu's grain is General Fuyu, right? If that's the case, I want to take a look in person."

Duan Qichi's eyelids twitched violently, "Si Ling, I disagree."

Ji Xuemian raised his eyelids to look at him, and stared at him with gorgeous and deep eyes: "The prince wants to be my master?"

"Don't dare." Duan Qichi hated himself to death.

He brought Ji Xuemian back to the mansion now, right away, immediately, without hesitation, instead of being helpless and letting him drag his sick body to get angry.

Ji Xuemian nodded: "Then discuss it later?"

"Si Ling, listen to my explanation..." Duan Qichi was anxious for a while, but he didn't dare to move Ji Xuemian.

Ji Xuemian was annoyed why he didn't tell herself.

Seeing his sulking look, he turned around and left. Duan Qichi, who had been admonishing others so hard just now, didn't even bother to shake his fan, and hurriedly chased after him.

After chasing him for two steps, Ji Xuemian suddenly stopped.

Duan Qichi stopped urgently, only to see Ji Xuemian turned around and took out a small note from his pocket.

Ji Xuemian stuffed it into his palm, with a regretful expression: "Here, take it."

Then left.

Duan Qichi's head was buzzing, he opened it to take a look, and almost confessed on the spot.

"I seem to miss you a little bit."

Holding the note, he was silent for a long time, and for a while, he seemed to be dazed by his blood, and he lost all reason for a while.

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