[Quick Pass] Perfect Raiders

【"Girl, where did you fall?" The older one climbed over the wall and entered the courtyard gate, and found that the girl was only fifteen or sixteen years old, and she was smart and cute. people pity.Looking again, she found that her right ankle was swollen and probably dislocated.

"I'm offended." He pulled up the girl's trouser legs, but the girl hurriedly dodged, grabbing the cold calf with her big hands, the skin was like cream, and the touch was like jade. 】

Song Jinnian paused at this point, the man had a wicked mind and repeatedly touched the girl's legs to take advantage of it, such content is not suitable for the little emperor to listen to.

Originally, the little emperor was half dead, if he suddenly became interested in the affairs of men and women, he would be causing trouble for himself.

"Your Majesty, the porridge is ready, how about having a meal first when you return to the palace? Your Majesty will continue reading after finishing the serving slave."

"Okay." Wei Xun got up and walked for a while, his steps were much smoother, and finally he was carried back to the palace by Song Jin.

The porridge is well stewed, soft and smooth, with some shredded chicken in it, and a very light ginger fragrance. The other condiments are not too tasty, and the taste is good. Wei Xun prevented Song Jin from testing the poison, and he was full after eating half a bowl .It should be due to the contraction of the spleen and stomach after not eating for a long time.

After eating, Wei Xun didn't really want to be obedient, so he asked Song Jin to find some actors, saying that he wanted to watch singing and dancing.

The little emperor originally listened to some music occasionally, but rarely watched singing and dancing.I have never read the storybook before, maybe some eunuch gossips was overheard by the little emperor, many precedents have been set today, watching singing and dancing is nothing.Song Jin passed on a few well-behaved, obedient and capable people, all of whom were more than handsome, but not beautiful.Wei Xun waved his hand and asked them to dance randomly.

"Easy as a frightened bird, gentle as a swimming dragon,

Rong Yao Qiu Ju, Hua Mao Chun Song.

As if the moon is covered by light clouds,

It flutters like the snow returning from the flowing wind.

From a distance, it looks like the sun is rising.

When observing it by force, it is burning like a flower coming out of Lubo. "

The singers in pink and white dance clothes danced lightly, like lotus and flying flowers, and their singing voice was ethereal and melodious.Wei Xun didn't even blink his eyes, Song Jin asked if he wanted to watch it again, Wei Xun shook his head, what would he do to pass the time after watching it all at once, rewarded them with some money, and asked them to leave.

"Your Majesty, in half a month will be your big wedding with the empress..." Song Jinyu was not surprised, and Wei Xun was shocked, but his face was still calm, his heart was in a mess, and his mind was full of big weddings.Regardless of whether the original little emperor liked men or women, Wei Xun liked men... he had more pity for girls, and it was just pity.

"I know." Wei Xun was no longer in the mood to watch any songs and dances, and walked to the study by himself, Song Jin followed suit.

I heard that there is a punishment in hell called the mountain of swords and the sea of ​​fire. Prisoners step on the blades with bare feet. If they run too fast, they will be caught by the fireball and burned to ashes.

When Wei Xun was walking, he was thinking, now that he has finished walking the mountain of swords in hell ahead of schedule, one day he should be able to escape some guilt.

Wei Xun's imperial study room is connected with Song Jin's study room, and the screen in the middle is pasted with a light blue veil, so they can see each other's general movements when they look up.

Wei Xun's bookshelves are full of history books, Confucian classics, medical techniques, and even some Buddhist books.The most frequently read is "Warring States Policy", with occasional annotations and neat handwriting, which is only stylish and vain.There are a few booklets on the desk, and when you open them, the clear and elegant characters are very pleasing to the eye, the difference between the two characters is simply heaven and earth.

"Murong Wan, the eldest granddaughter of Duke Zhen Guo, is twelve years old, gentle and intelligent, with excellent academic ability..."

Still a child, Wei Xun continued to look down, it was the queen's life, she should be a little girl with a very good personality.

After reading the booklet, it was signed by Song Jin.

Wei Xun looked up and saw that Song Jin was reviewing the memorial.Before his death, the first emperor ordered that the crown prince Wei Xun was young, and Song Jin, the owner of the East Factory, would assist Wei Xun. Wei Xun would return to power after he had a son.Now Wei Xun has no son, so it is Song Jin who holds the power.

The first emperor counted every major event, but he missed Wei Xun's body. He only thought that Wei Xun could give birth to a son under the game between courtiers and Song Jin, but he didn't expect that Wei Xun's health would deteriorate day by day. I will be able to see the first emperor in a year.

Half a month later, the wedding between Wei Xun and the queen was the result of a game between Song Jin and the court officials. Song Jin could only replace the original queen with the 12-year-old Murong Wan, but he couldn't stop Wei Xun from getting married.

The other notebooks were about the renovation of Fengzao Palace, the queen’s betrothal dowry, etc. Wei Xun glanced at them casually and put down the notebooks.

"I'm going to see Fengzao Palace."

"I will go with Your Majesty." Song Jin closed the memorial and got up immediately.

"I'll go tomorrow, you should be busy first." Wei Xun took out a medical book, flipped through it casually, wrote and drew.

Song Jin came in to change a pot of hot tea for Wei Xun, glanced at the medical books that Wei Xun had turned over, and saw several ghost symbols drawn on them. Draw like this, you have to cry.Song Jin sat back and continued to read the memorial.

Wei Xun drank two sips of tea, he told him in advance, but it didn't taste like medicine. The fragrant green tea made people feel at ease. Wei Xun couldn't see the medical knowledge that he had already mastered by heart, shaking his head, and finally fell asleep on the table. , There are also wet ink stains on the face.

Song Jin looked this way for a long time. When the little emperor dozed off before, he wanted to wake him up a little bit, but he felt that it was boring, so he just watched Wei Xun dozed off, nodding his head, and finally fell on the table.

The imperial study room was extremely quiet. Song Jin had learned internal skills, her breathing was long and silent, and her hearing power had improved a lot. For a while, there was only Wei Xun's breathing in her ears.

After a while, Song Jin came over without a sound, pinched the soft flesh on Wei Xun's face, and pulled it left and right. Wei Xun still did not open his eyes, breathing steadily.Song Jin changed her face, pulling and pinching.Wei Xun's eyelashes trembled, as if he was about to open his eyes, Song Jin said calmly, "Your Majesty, I will send you back to rest."

Wei Xun was wrapped in a cloak by Song Jin, picked him up, sent him back to the palace, and put him on the dragon bed.Song Jin leaned over and stared at Wei Xun for a long time, and found that there was a small black ink stain on Wei Xun's face. Song Jin opened her hand and got some ink on the pad of her index finger... Ink is good ink, not easy to fade, Song Jin asked someone to bring it Warm water, first washed off the ink stains on his fingertips, and then wiped Wei Xun's face, his expression was cold and heartless, but his movements were gentle and delicate.After rubbing it for a long time, the small piece of skin was reddened, and the ink stain was wiped off.

Wei Xun was still asleep, sleeping soundly and deeply.

The little emperor's body wasted too much, and it was the same as usual. He had to sleep for at least seven hours for twelve hours a day, and he rarely woke up once he fell asleep.

"Pig." Song Jin pressed down Wei Xun's quilt and made people burn the floor to warm it up. After looking back, she brought some water and went out.

Not long after Song Jin left, she came back again without making a sound, applied some medicine on Wei Xun's face with red marks, and went out after watching Wei Xun for a while.

A black shadow came down from the beam and patted his chest.

"Scared to death, fortunately, I have experience."

"Chengfeng." Wei Xun opened his eyes and finally showed some joy.

"Your Majesty, that guy Song Jin is too insidious! When Cheng Feng succeeds in martial arts, he must be killed!"

"Keep your voice down. This attack is a bit serious. My brain is not working well recently. I feel dizzy and have forgotten many things."

"Your Majesty, as long as you remember Chengfeng, Chengfeng will tell you about other things slowly."

"I have forgotten everything and I will never forget Chengfeng."

"Your Majesty, it's not safe here, take the wind to think of a way, and then I'll tell you this."

The two communicated in a low voice, and no sound could be heard from outside.

Song Jin stood in a dark room with a small tube next to his ear, and heard what Wei Xun said, "I'm not in the right mind recently, I'm dizzy, and I forgot a lot of things." Some understanding.

No wonder the little emperor is not afraid today, it turns out he forgot all about it.

"I have forgotten everything, and I will never forget Chengfeng."

Then the little emperor forgot some things related to himself?

Song Jin laughed mockingly, and the cold laughter pierced into the ears in the dark room like a steel knife scraping, sending chills down the spine.