Chronicle of Emperor Jing

On this day, Wei Yan was busy until the night was dark before returning to the palace.

The winter night came very early, and when he came back, many places in the palace were dark, only the emperor's bedroom was still brightly lit.

Wei Yan looked at the dots of faint yellow candlelight, and the chill on his body seemed to be dispelled when he encountered these lights.

"Your Majesty, the subject is back." He met the emperor, saluted, and then straightened up and walked towards the emperor.

"Come here. Have you been drinking?" Jing Li took his hand and told him to sit down beside him. He leaned over and smelled it, and found that Wei Yan's clothes had a faint smell of alcohol, but it was not heavy. , If you don't pay attention, you won't smell it at all.

He walked along Wei Yan's neck, smelled it on the left side and the right side, and sniffed carefully for a long while, making sure that there was no strange smell, and there was no smell of powder, so he was relieved.

During the day, Wei Yan was busy dispatching troops and generals, intrigues and intrigues with others, and at night, he was entertaining, and there were all kinds of back and forth on the wine table.These entertainments were also part of official business, so of course he couldn't deny Wei Yan to go, and with Zhao Shi following him, logically speaking, nothing would go wrong, but Jing Li had a lot of worries in his heart.

In this kind of place, even if Wei Yan is an upright person and refuses to eat bean curd from beauties, there is no guarantee that no beauties will come to eat Wei Yan's tofu.After all, Wei Yan always has a stable and capable appearance outside, and his family status is not bad, which can still confuse people. He looks like a good man who can be entrusted to him for life.

If someone fell in love with Wei Yan, deliberately came here to be courteous, took the initiative to throw himself into his arms, kissed Wei Yan, and fell in love with Wei Yan, wouldn't he be at a disadvantage?

But these words, he definitely can't say it directly, lest Wei Yan feel that he is worried about this kind of thing all day long, it is very inexplicable, is it too full to eat and too idle?So he was there, checking secretly in the name of caring.

"No, I didn't drink tonight, I was blocked by Zhao Shi." Wei Yan didn't know the small intestines in the emperor's heart, thinking that he was really concerned about whether he drank, so he shook his head quickly, and then praised Zhao Shi said, "A person is not judged by his appearance. Zhao Shi usually looks very stable, but he is quite flexible at the wine table."

Zhao Shi alone can be used by three people. Wei Yan doesn't know how Zhao Shi did it. Anyway, Wei Yan was dazzled by his social skills. After watching for a long time, he still didn't see any tricks. He was trying to drink, and fell down before touching his side, while Zhao Shi himself could still maintain a sober appearance.

Of course, people should not be judged by their appearance. You usually look stable, but when you are in front of me, you become unstable. You want me to do what you want all day long. If I refuse, you will be wronged and act like a baby with me. .

Jing Li whispered to Wei Yan in his heart, but the expression on his face was still very concerned: "You are tired, go wash up, and rest early."

"En." Wei Yan was indeed tired, he nodded, let the emperor drag his hand, walked out of the palace gate, and came to the side hall for bathing.

The bathing pool in the side hall was already filled with hot water at a suitable temperature. Wei Yan took off his clothes and got into the water. He felt the sore muscles all over his body stretch, and he snorted a few times in comfort. The whole person sank, only one head was exposed on the water.

"Shall I wash your hair for you today?" Jing Li also got into the water and sat beside Wei Yan.

He stretched out his hand and took off the jade hairpin that Wei Yan used to fix the bun. Wei Yan's hair fell loose like a ponytail.

"Sit over a little bit, it's not convenient for me to be so far away." Originally they were sitting side by side, Jing Li felt uncomfortable and said.

"Oh." Wei Yan responded, and moved his body a little, almost leaning against the emperor's arms, making it easier for him to move.

Jing Li untied Wei Yan's hair tie, and at this moment, Wei Yan's hair was completely loose.

"Close your eyes and be careful not to get water into your eyes."

As he ordered, he took a wooden spoon from the plate next to him, picked up a spoonful of water, and poured it on Wei Yan's hair.Then, he just took one spoonful after another and poured it on. Soon, Wei Yan's hair was soaked.

Jing Li put down the wooden spoon, took some hair cleansing cream specially made by the Ministry of Internal Affairs, applied it on Wei Yan's hair, and rubbed it a few times. After foaming, his hands began to move regularly. Rub it on Wei Yan's head.

His movements carried a certain rhythm, with moderate strength, and he massaged several acupuncture points on Wei Yan's head in sequence.

The emperor's technique is skillful and gentle.

Wei Yan closed his eyes and enjoyed it for a while, then his consciousness became a little blurred.He couldn't help leaning back a bit, allowing himself to lean against the emperor.

Jing Li couldn't help laughing when he saw that his head was turning little by little in just such a short time, like a chicken pecking at rice.

"Don't sleep yet, be careful not to fall into the pond and choke on the water." He casually threatened Wei Yan, but the movements of his hands quickened.

Soon, he finished rubbing his hair, and then scooped up water with a wooden spoon to help Wei Yan rinse off the foam on his head, then took a thick cloth towel and wrapped his hair up.

After washing his hair, he helped Wei Yan take a bath again, and then carried him out of the bath, wrapped him in a blanket, and put him on the couch outside to let him rest.

Today, after serving Wei Yan, he was too lazy to do it himself, so he called the servant in and waited for him to take a bath.

There are always many people serving the emperor. Basically, the emperor has no privacy, and ordinary emperors don't care about such things.However, the Marquis of Yongning cares, so the Emperor likes to do his own private affairs, and no one else can touch his hands, but whether the Emperor himself will call someone to serve him or not depends on the situation.

When Yongninghou was sober, the emperor would do this and that for him, and then ask Yongninghou to do this and that for the emperor. It was the emperor's pleasure, but now Yongninghou is sleepy, the emperor is probably not so high Excited to bother my hands.

The serving servants naturally understood these principles. They got the order and quietly entered the bathing pool and began to serve the emperor to take a bath. Two other servants came over with a lot of cloth towels and squatted on the side of the couch where Marquis Yongning was resting. He opened the cloth towel on his head and began to wring his hair dry.

Washing hair in winter is not easy to dry. It is a common practice in the palace to dry it with many thick cloth towels.

The two servants first moved the brazier on the ground to make the temperature on the side of the couch warmer, and then they each passed the cloth towel and the other twisted their hair. After changing more than a dozen cloth towels, Yongninghou's hair finally felt smooth. It's wet.

At this time, Jing Li also came out of the bath.

He walked to the couch, reached out and stroked Wei Yan's hair, nodded, and the two servants who were helping Wei Yan twist his hair bent down and stepped back.

Another servant came forward and helped the emperor put on the middle coat, outer robe, shoes and socks, and put on the emperor's cloak.

Jing Li took another cloak and wrapped Wei Yan in the cloak from head to toe, even his head, before hugging him and returning to the bedroom.

After entering the inner hall, he placed Wei Yan on the couch, took off his cloak, untied the blanket that wrapped him, and put him under the quilt.

Wei Yan didn't have any clothes on at this time, but the bed was very warm, so he rolled over and collapsed in the bed, not wanting to move.

Not long after, the emperor also lay down under the quilt, held his palm, and after holding it for a while, he turned him over and made him lie on his stomach.

"Your Majesty..." Wei Yan's consciousness was a little blurred, but before he fell asleep, he mumbled and wanted to turn over.

Unexpectedly, the emperor held down his shoulder and did not let him move.

"Your Majesty..." Wei Yan felt a little aggrieved, and the cry turned into a thousand twists and turns.

The emperor clearly knew that he hated this posture, but he still wanted to do it. Of course he was very wronged in his heart.

Is there any difference between this kind of thing, doing this, and doing that?Why did the emperor know that he hated it, but still do this?

Wei Yan couldn't figure it out.

If he said this, Jing Li might be even more puzzled than him, and he could completely return Wei Yan's questions to Wei Yan on the spot.Since Wei Yan felt that everything was the same, where did his grievance come from?

But he didn't want to do that today, so he just pressed Wei Yan's shoulder to keep him from moving, and put his mouth close to Wei Yan's ear, and said softly, "Don't move."

As he spoke, he pressed the back of Wei Yan's neck with his palm.

Wei Yan was totally unprepared, and he felt so sour when he came suddenly, and almost cried out.

"Your Majesty, I don't want it." He hummed.

The back of his neck, under the palm of his emperor, is both comfortable and sore, all kinds of feelings really come to mind.

"Hmph, you can't help but say no." Jing Li said something that was very misleading, but the actions of his subordinates never stopped.

The emperor's palm, sometimes light and sometimes heavy, sometimes slow and sometimes urgent, soothed Wei Yan's sore muscles. It didn't take long for Wei Yan to fall asleep amidst groaning.

The next day, when he woke up, he found himself being held in the arms of the emperor again.

He quietly rolled out from the emperor's arms, stretched his hands and feet under the quilt, and found that his whole body felt refreshed.

The emperor was probably awakened by his movement, and slowly opened his eyes.

"Your Majesty!" Wei Yan rolled back when he saw him wake up.

Jing Li stretched out his palm, supported his head, pressed him back into his arms, touched the back of his neck, and asked him, "Is it still uncomfortable here?"

"It's not uncomfortable anymore!" Wei Yan felt very relaxed all over his body. He smirked a few times before saying, "Your Majesty, it's all my fault. Your Majesty is wrong."

Last night, Wei Yan thought that the emperor was going to do that, and he had to do it in a posture he hated, so he felt aggrieved. Now, he finally found out that he was wrong, so he felt embarrassed.

"Forget it, it's not the first time when you treat my kindness as a donkey's liver and lungs. I've been used to it for a long time." Jing Li's words seemed to be very magnanimous. What comes out is definitely not a breath of generosity.

Wei Yan knew he was in the wrong, so he didn't dare to answer his words, he laughed a few times, leaned over, and secretly kissed him on the cheek.

"Your Majesty, please forgive me." After the kiss, he begged the emperor for mercy.