The emperor took the cub of the nemesis Regent

Ji Xuemian rested one elbow on his chest, her long eyelashes were covered with mist, her eyes were reddened, "You...what did you say?"

Duan Qichi raised one long eyebrow, his heart suddenly became agitated, he pressed his shoulder with his left hand, and took off the hairpin that bound his hair with his right hand, and laid him flat.

Duan Qichi smiled, "Lie down properly and don't move around."

"Did you do it on purpose?" Ji Xuemian looked at him breathlessly, as if Duan Qichi had bullied him, "I want to go out and have some fun, but you won't let me?"

His black hair was spread out like an overturned ink pool, lining his snow-white skin, his red phoenix eyes were raised, and there was anger in the corners of the eyes and brows.

Like a little sparrow covered in thorns.

Duan Qichi was in a trance, this appearance coincided with that of Ji Xuemian when he was young.

It was clearly the same face that was so cold to the point of freezing, but it was so different, it seemed that he was more beautiful when he grew up.

Knowing that he was suffering from the heat, Duan Qichi had no choice but to calm down and coax him softly: "Master Shoufu, is it possible that you still want to play me a book? You and I have known each other for many years, can I still harm you?"

His words smashed Ji Xuemian's head like a stone, and he was aggrieved at first, but now he couldn't think about it anymore, "Go away, let me go out..."

Duan Qichi smiled, "I know you don't like to hear it, just like our Taifu often said, I'm doing it for your own good."

It took a long time for Ji Xuemian to regain his senses, "Then... Then tell me, why?"

"Why are there so many? Even if I tell you, can you listen?" Duan Qichi pulled off his hair and put on a tie, trying to tie his wrists and prevent him from moving around, "Okay, be good."

But Ji Xuemian was determined to break free, he swung his hands vigorously, and with a slap, Duan Qichi was accidentally slapped by him.

After Ji Xuemian slapped him, she was also stunned, but the corners of her eyes were still red, "I... didn't mean it."

Duan Qichi's face was immediately slapped, burning hot.

Going to see Ji Xuemian again, he knew that he was confused, Duan Qichi was a little angry, but he was not angry.

He waited for a few seconds before recovering his expression, still maintaining his normal expression, "Even if you burn like this, I can't do anything to you. Say it yourself, I'm still bullying you?"

Ji Xuemian didn't want to beat him either, but she had known Duan Qichi for many years, and since she was a child, this person has bothered her several times. Even if she became the regent, she was violent in nature, even though he never showed himself in front of her eyes.

Ji Xuemian felt a little embarrassed, "Sorry."

Duan Qichi seemed to have heard something shocking, raised his long eyebrows, narrowed his narrow eyes slightly, "Is Xue Mian apologizing to me?"

Ji Xuemian turned her head away, "What else?"

Ji Xuemian was hugged by Duan Qichi and gently hugged her, "Okay, I forgive you."

Ji Xuemian's knee was knocked just now, and now it's bruised, I don't know where it was, at a glance, it's white, thin, and slender, and it's clear at a glance.

Ji Xuemian ignored the bruise, he just felt bad.

He fell down on the couch, and kicked Duan Qichi's shoulder lightly, "You are here... It's in the way."

Duan Qichi held his ankle, and said in a low voice, "Stop kicking me, if you kick me again, I will really bully you."

Ji Xuemian didn't realize it, and said with a trembling voice, "I can't sleep, what's wrong with me?"

His proud eyes were filled with tears, and he pursed the corners of his lips tightly, staring at Duan Qichi in a daze, tears fell down the pillow drop by drop from the corners of his eyes.

"Why are you crying?" Duan Qichi wiped his tears and asked him with a smile.

Ji Xuemian's hands were pale and blue, and his fingertips drooped helplessly. Just as he was about to say something, he felt his whole body getting hotter.

Although Ji Xuemian has no experience, he knows the meaning of this.

His face turned red in an instant, and he wished he could bury his head in the ground. He suddenly discovered that an indescribable feeling revived in him.

Duan Qichi was still waiting for his answer, but he found that Ji Xuemian's expression was gradually not right, and he finally realized that something was wrong.

He tentatively asked Ji Xuemian, "Why is your face so red?"

Ji Xuemian panicked even more, and said, "What medicine did you give me? The pot of soup you asked the kitchen to boil..."

Duan Qichi was also very puzzled, and narrowed his eyes, "Si Ling, although I have always wanted you, I would not use such despicable means. There is no other special recipe for that soup."

Ji Xuemian's long eyelashes drooped slightly, trembling unceasingly.

That's right, according to Duan Qichi's temperament, if he wanted to, he would just ignore it, and he wouldn't prescribe medicine.

That means someone mixed medicine into the soup to hurt him on purpose.

He might need Duan Qichi to help him.

"Could it be possible..." Duan Qichi was halfway through speaking, but he seemed to have guessed it, so he didn't continue.

It was not so easy for Ji Xuemian to ask him for help, and it was impossible for Duan Qi to do what he wished if he did not hear good things.

Ji Xuemian was so bitter in his heart that he had no choice but to relax his lips and beg for mercy, "Brother Ah Chi..."

Duan Qichi was stunned for a moment.

Hearing "Brother Ah Chi" as he was called when he was young, Duan Qichi burst out laughing: "Xue Mian, you have such a powerful mouth, now you have learned how to ask for forgiveness?"

Ji Xuemian was at a loss for words, so she had no choice but to grab his sleeve, her cold cheeks were stained with a thin blush of shame.

"There is something wrong with the soup, please help me..."

I don't know how long.

Exhausted, Ji Xuemian slapped Duan Qichi away with his palm.

Duan Qichi hid in a calm manner, not angry.

Ji Xuemian was finally able to break free from his embrace, but his center of gravity was unstable, so Duan Qichi caught him straight.

Duan Qichi ignored his pitiful eyes, how could he tell him to leave, "You want to run after using me?"

Ji Xuemian regained consciousness a little bit, his gaze was like a torch, "Don't worry, I won't say anything."

Duan Qichi finally confirmed that the pitiful appearance just now was indeed a fake.

Duan Qichi held him down and refused to let him go, "Si Ling, you can't throw me away after using me."

Ji Xuemian couldn't move and was very anxious, so he had to suppress his temper, "Brother Ah Chi..."

Ji Xuemian just kept screaming, Duan Qichi's brain was in a mess.

He didn't want to follow Ji Xuemian's tricks, but he had no room for resistance.

Although he didn't want to admit it, no matter what Ji Xuemian said, he could eat it like a sweet date.

Duan Qichi covered his mouth from behind his head and said, "That won't work either."

Seeing that he was unwilling to let her go, Ji Xuemian simply wrestled with him again.

For a while, the things in the tent were smashed to pieces.

Ji Xuemian's physical strength was lost just now, but Duan Qichi gradually gained the upper hand.

Even though Duan Qichi restrained him, he didn't use too much strength, and he didn't relax his mouth: "Si Ling, you are too cruel to me."

Ji Xuemian was not convinced, "It's not you! I don't know how to measure!"

Duan Qichi chuckled, if Ji Xuemian realized tomorrow that he begged for Duan Qichi's antidote, he didn't know what expression he would have.

Duan Qichi thought about it, and found it inexplicably interesting, he restrained Ji Xuemian and put him on the corner of the table.

Duan Qichi casually pulled his treasure pouch, and took out several jade beads from it, which are usually held in his mouth to reduce fever.

The jade beads are lustrous and round, exuding a soft jade color and green under the moonlight in the middle of the night.

Duan Qichi teased with a smile, he held up one and said, "What do you think this thing is for?"

Ji Xuemian only took one look, her eyelids turned red, "You...what are you going to do?"

"Of course it's for you to cool down."

Duan Qichi held up one and counted it carefully under Ji Xuemian's note.

One by one, there are seven in total.

Ji Xuemian's pupils trembled, he half-opened his mouth, and said after a while, "Brother Ah Chi, if you go out now, I will let the past go."

Duan Qichi didn't accept his duplicity anymore, and said, "It's a pity, I cherish tonight very much."

Ji Xuemian couldn't bear it anymore: "But my medicine has been taken?"

Duan Qichi smiled: "But you need follow-up treatment."

He punched a hole in the middle of the jade marble, threaded a thread, and tied a jade wrench to the end of the thread.

After Duan Qichi pushed in, Ji Xuemian's expression was in a daze, her phoenix eyes were tightly closed, and she didn't want to look any more.

Duan Qichi lowered his head and rubbed his neck, "It's a good thing, it won't harm you. Take it as a reward for begging me to cure you."

In the early morning of the next day, Duan Qichi woke up first, and Ji Xuemian fell into a deep sleep with dark circles around his eyes.

As soon as he pushed the door open, he saw Lin Yuan kneeling at the door.

Lin Yuan knew in his heart that his master hadn't slept all night, so he must have a bad temper, but he had something important to report.

Lin Yuan has been thinking about whether he still has a way out if he disturbs the good mood of his family's regent.

"Come on, tell me something bad." Duan Qichi's tone was very brisk, as if nothing could spoil his good mood.

Lin Yuan boldly reported, "Return to the prince, the court spies have sent a letter, and Ji Shoufu's report on impeaching you has been approved by His Majesty. The capital sent an inspector to arrive today."

Duan Qichi patted his sleeves and rolled up the corners of his lips, "Well, I see, who is it?"

Lin Yuan was inexplicable: "The capital is well hidden, and the spies didn't come out."

Duan Qichi nodded, "Go and find out who entered the kitchen to dispense medicine yesterday, please keep quiet, I want to see which desperate animal did it."

In the tent, Ji Xuemian listened to the word Inspector envoy in a daze, and knew who it was in his heart.

Since he wanted to see old people, Ji Xuemian couldn't be so slovenly, almost knelt on the ground after staying in the bed.

Only then did Ji Xuemian think of those few jade beads that were causing trouble, his face flushed, his hands shaking while holding the clothes, he forced himself to put on the clothes calmly.

After Ji Xuemian got out of the tent, he was going to look for Lan Shen.

Along the way, no one could see that the upright and awe-inspiring Lord Shoufu had turned upside down with their lord last night. Apart from the black and blue lower eyelids, his neck was also really pretty.

Lan Shen competed in martial arts with the regent's army in the school grounds.

Poisonous insects in southern Xinjiang were biting a lot, Lan Shen didn't know what kind of secret medicine he got from a fellow villager, and put it on his body, it could make the poisonous insects escape far away.

Ji Xuemian stood on the stand, watching Duan Qichi's army.

The soldiers took off their clothes and hung them by the side. They were tall and strong, with red tassels hanging from the barrels of their guns, fighting in twos and threes.

The broad shoulders of the men are like gables, and their expressions are serious and ferocious. They can die in battles. They are indeed the masters of tigers and wolves who have won countless battles.

Ji Xuemian narrowed her eyes, it seemed that the Imperial Forest Army also needed to be recharged, and when Pang Ying recovered from his injuries and returned to the capital, the first thing to do was to recharge the army.

Lan Shen was able to fight, wiped his sweat on the competition stage, took off his shirt, and got mixed up in King Xiao's army.

They fought together, Lan Shen saw Ji Xuemian standing there from a distance, and stopped.

The chief assistant of his family is all white, standing upright like a folded bamboo, with a strong character, presumably his true qualities as a civil servant overwhelm his good martial arts.

But Lan Shen didn't want to compete with his lord at all, not because he was afraid, but because his lord was too merciless in attacking. It could be seen that there was a set of perfect martial arts moves, but he didn't know what happened to him. Transformed into a deadly killing move, disassembled into a fierce combination.

The others didn't know, seeing Ji Xuemian coming, they all saluted, and the soldiers shouted like a mountain of reminders, "Master Shoufu."

Ji Xuemian nodded lightly, clasped his hands behind his back, "Thanks for your hard work."

One of them was named Shen Jing, and he shouted loudly: "Last night, the camp was quite peaceful, did you sleep well, sir?"

There are quite a few good fighters under the Regent's command, besides Lin Yuan, who is at his side, and Shen Jing, who was born as a prince.

This man is not in the same way as Duan Qichi. When he was the son of the world, he was really a dude. He married a wife and spent his days in a rage. He was sent into the army by his father in a fit of anger. He has been trained by Duan Qichi for several years, and he has not changed his style now. The true nature is martial arts, and a person can be a little dignified.

Ji Xuemian and Shen Jing were about the same age. At that time, Ji Xuemian's family was in decline, and the old emperor favored him to study with him in the palace. Shen Jing, the eldest son of the Shen family, was also among them. Less verbal is cheap.

Until Ji Xuemian got a good name in the examination and became an official, Shen Jing still teased Ji Xuemian's poor clothes with those cronies, which really embarrassed the court.

Many years have passed in this flash, let the past go with the wind, and now the two are performing their own duties and fighting independently.

Although Ji Xuemian remembers him, he doesn't like to turn over old scores.

Shen Jing approached the stands, his eyes were fixed on Ji Xuemian's uncovered neckline, and he smiled maliciously.