I'm nervous

Chapter 13

I didn't teach one thing and kept on teaching the other, and I even taught Duanmu the black belly of division and multiplication.He learns very fast, and he is very proficient in using it very quickly. I am very envious. I think back then, when we were in elementary school, we still studied for a semester. QAQ I am not happy, this guy is too smart, I am with him It would make me look stupid, so I took three steps back and kept a distance from him, but after thinking about it, it’s not right, as the saying goes, if you are close to vermilion, you will be red, and if you are close to ink, you will be black. Only when I am with him can I become smarter, so , I took another five steps forward and leaned on his body, begging to rub against him.

"What are you doing? It's hot, isn't it hot?" Duanmu pulled me down, and when I was about to yell, he stuffed me with a bowl of ice water. After drinking it, I felt so comfortable, sweet and sour. ,"What is this."

"Sour plum juice." Duanmu Weihei reorganized the account books.

"do you like it."

"I like it, it's delicious, but it's a pity that it's not iced enough."

"It's a hot day, how cold do you want to be?" Duanmu Buhei lowered his head and continued writing. I was bored again. I put down the sour plum juice that I drank, picked up the memorial that was piled up on the side, and looked around. When I got excited, I took another pen and continued to draw the turtle.

Duanmu's black belly seemed to take a look at me, and then he buried himself in work again.

It's strange, he was angry with me last time when I wrote a memorial to me, but this time he wasn't angry anymore?I rubbed my chin, and put my hand on his forehead: "Well, it's a little hot, it really is an inflammation of the wound, and I'm fuming."

Duanmu Weihei slapped Zhen's hand away: "You continue to draw your turtle, don't touch me."

Hehe, you actually agreed to let me draw a turtle, isn't this guy really stupid?

I tilted my head and looked at him for a long time, but there was no response. Forget it, I will continue to draw the turtle.Only now did I realize that the memorials were piled up a lot. Could it be that there was no order to send the memorials back after I left the palace?

"You guessed it right." Duanmu Fuhei slowly put down his pen, took a handkerchief beside him and wiped his hands, frowned, and wiped it for me a few times, "This memorial has been accumulated for a few days."

"Why didn't you give instructions to go back?"

"No approval," Duanmu Fuhei took the memorial in my hand, as if he saw the turtle drawn by me, he laughed, "Your turtle is not finished yet, so I won't approve it back."

Oh go, is it really okay for you to delay state affairs like this!

"What kind of state affairs can there be?" Duanmu turned over a few pages, "These memorials are all nonsense, boring, just draw a turtle for you, but you remember," he suddenly leaned in front of me, " Don't draw your turtle too ugly, it will make people lose face."

"Are you mocking my drawing skills for being ugly!" I was annoyed.

Duanmu smiled darkly: "You know what I said, don't pretend to be stupid, the turtles you drew are all about useless nonsense, don't you just want to tell those ministers to stop talking nonsense and be concise. At that time I I thought you were just messing around, but once you find out later, you will know your real intentions. You are the only one in the world who will pretend to be stupid."

Nani?I looked at the memorial in my hand in horror, I can draw the right place even in doodles, why didn't I make it, what kind of shit luck is this?

Duanmu Fuhei brought a bunch of memorials over: "Come on, I'll draw with you and see who can draw better."

My interest has been aroused. If you compare me to drawing a turtle, you will definitely lose!

...that's weird.

When the sun was setting, we both put away our pens. I proudly lined up the turtles I drew and showed them to him. After comparing them, I burst into tears. My turtles look like this:☉ ¤ His turtle looks like this:

... ___

_/……-.

___/'`_. --.

_/____/o'.

______/______/''--'

________

How tall and tall, but mine is a funny comparison.

Seeing his embarrassing appearance, I snorted and slapped him: "My ones are simpler than yours."

Duanmu's black belly grabbed my hand: "I'm too lazy to argue with you, let's go, clean up, we'll go out to eat tonight."

"Eating out? Are you going to a five-star hotel?"

My saliva is drooling, I'm tired of eating crooked food after staying in the palace all day, just waiting to have a good taste of folk delicacies.

Duanmu Fuhei packed up the memorial and put it away, and locked it in the cabinet, but the account books were not locked.

"Don't you keep your account books?"

I kindly reminded Duanmu that he had a dark smile and said, "Go ahead and put it away. You can put it where you want. It's convenient to put it in a place that attracts people's attention."

"It's still eye-catching if you put it casually?" I was puzzled.

"Yes, put it where you want, for fishing."

"Fishing!" My saliva was drooling again, "What kind of fish can I catch, mermaid?"

Duanmu just smiled and said nothing.He took my hand and walked into his room, changed a set of clothes for me, and put on something called a human skin mask on his face: "Although no one outside has seen you, you still have to be careful." , your identity is so eye-catching, I feel sorry for you to be my little boy for a while."

"Being your little boy? Do you want me to help you warm your bed?"

Boom, my forehead hurts again.

"I've been thinking wildly all day long." He straightened my clothes, turned up the collar, and dusted off the dust on his body. "Let's go. Remember, when you go out now, you will be my little boy."

"Scum! Oh no, Nuo." I have watched too many Qing court dramas...

I followed him out like a dog, with a pair of big cat eyes, looking here and there, vigilant ahead, there was someone.

Duanmu Weihei's footsteps paused, he lowered his hand, raised his chin, exuded a domineering air, and suddenly said to the air: "Xiaohe, did you put away the account book that the king asked you to put away just now?"

Xiaohe, I secretly raised my head and saw him winking at me with his sideways face, I immediately understood that he was flirting with me, oh, I was flustered, so I started talking nonsense, "No... "No, I shook my head, reacted with a jolt, I just let it go, so I held my head high, confident enough, "Let it go!"

Duanmu's black belly cast a meaningful look at me, and flung his sleeves away.

I see it as foggy.

When I left the palace, Duanmu led me to turn left and right, whenever I saw a scene that I enjoyed, he would always take a few steps back and whisper to me: "Note that you are just a child now. "I had no choice but to take my gaze back, and followed behind him listlessly.

There's no way, he's my meal ticket, so I can't afford to offend him.

Not long after, I was taken to a somewhat familiar place by him, oh go, isn't this the Yihong Courtyard where I was shot last time? Hey, it changed its name to Luohong Courtyard? !Could it be that this old bustard has a tacit understanding with me?

No, no, at this time, shouldn't I ask Duanmu if he wants to come here? As my possible backup, is it really okay for him to come whoring in front of me like this? Emotionally focused, casual 3P ╭(╯＾╰)╮Duanmu has a dark belly but ignored my little thoughts, and walked in with me.

As soon as he entered the brothel, those writhing like snakes... mentally ill women surrounded him and clung to Duanmu's black-bellied body.Oh, let me go, seeing those white breasts, I can't do it anymore, I have a phobia of dense meat, and I feel like vomiting.

"Look down, don't look." Duanmu's black-bellied voice was a bit gloomy, and woke me up, and I immediately lowered my head, thinking about it, I can't see, I can't see, I can't see anything.

When I couldn't see it like this, I followed Duanmu Fuhei into a fragrant room, sniffed, the fragrance was so fresh, not as strong as those rouge and vulgar powder outside.

"This incense has a calming effect." Duanmu Fuhei explained.

I immediately calmed down, leaned softly on Duanmu's black body, took a big breath, and exhaled: "It's so comfortable."

Duanmu Fuhei poured me a cup of tea, brought it to my mouth, and fed it to me one mouthful at a time.

I smacked my lips, and when I was about to praise him a few words, there was a sound of pushing the door, and a beautiful woman moved coyly, and moved in front of us.

Hey, there is no obvious white meat.

The woman seemed to see me sweeping her chest, she sat down with a smile, and put the handkerchief in her hand to the tip of my nose: "Master, it's not good to look at the little girl like this."

"Young master?" I suddenly felt that my temperament had risen to a higher level, and I immediately held my head up high and acted like an old man.

"Cuiyun, stop making trouble." Duanmu said lightly, and the beauty took back the hand that seduced me, and the enchanting expression on her face also restrained a bit, becoming very serious.

Oh, go, listen to Duanmu's black-bellied words, what is the relationship between these two, bed partner, lover?

I looked at the two people very puzzled, and saw the spark of love flickering in their eyes, so gentle and loving, only seeing each other in each other's eyes, I suddenly felt a pain in my heart, No, could it be that I have a heart attack, or I feel very uncomfortable for Mao.

Oh, Duanmu has a dark belly, I'm out of breath, stop flirting with each other, I'm numb to death.

"Looking at each other?" Duanmu squeezed Zhen's chin and looked left and right, "Your eye is not broken, from which eye can you see the meaning of looking at each other?"

"Two!" I said, pointing at my big eyes.

"Then go open your third eye and have a look."

"Pfft." The beauty pinched the handkerchief to her lips and smiled, not good, after sending the glances to Duanmu, she sent them to my side again.

Duanmu Weihei rescued him, and I rushed into Duanmu Weihei's arms with a whoosh, avoiding the visual attack.

Duanmu's black belly seemed very helpless, he sighed, patted Zhen on the shoulder, took out a piece of paper from his bosom, and handed it to the beauty: "Look, if you can understand."

I looked up and found that 1234 and various calculations were written on that piece of paper.

"Duanmu has a dark belly, what are you doing?" I'm upset, what I kindly taught him, he actually gave him a little mood, if I don't do this kind of thing to pick up girls, it should be done by me what.

Duanmu Fuhei rubbed my hair a few times and made it messy. He leaned into my ear and whispered: "I don't have the relationship with her as you think, don't mess around."

Not that kind of relationship?I don't believe it, I took a look at the beautiful woman who smiled and read the content on the paper, she has big breasts and a beautiful face, no matter how you look at it, she is the favorite of men, hum, if Duanmu has a black belly, it doesn't mean that the woman doesn't love her, Duanmu has a black belly but I Future spare tire, I want to wipe out all possible enemies!

"Alas." My body softened, and I threw myself into Duanmu's black-bellied arms, taking the opportunity to touch my salty dragon hands on his chest, and glanced over from time to time to see the beauty's reaction.

The beauty raised her head and glanced at me, hey, there was no murderous look in her eyes, she continued to lower her head to read the content on the paper, it was impossible, could it be that my assumption was wrong, and she continued to paw at Duanmu's black-bellied body, groping here and there, and then, Touch people hard...

I looked up at the black-faced Duanmu with a black belly, grinned, continued to grope up and down, and looked at the beautiful woman from time to time, but he didn't even have the expression of suppressing jealousy. Could it be that he really has thoughts about Duanmu with a black belly.I don't believe it!If there is no response to touching, then I will go kiss, bah, boo! ╭(╯3╰)╮There was a loud sound, so loud, oh, I looked at it and looked at it, and there was a reaction, but, ah hey, what is the matter with the swollen eyes that look down on me!

"Come down, have you had enough trouble?" Duanmu's dark voice was a little hoarse.

I glanced at Duanmu's black-bellied little brother again, oh, I'm so excited to set up a small tent, my charm is really great.

Hey, hey, Duanmu has a black belly, where is your hand touching, let go of my buttocks.You can't call yourself "I" outside.

"You light the fire, put it out by yourself." Duanmu's black-bellied teeth creaked, and I became stiff. For the sake of my little chrysanthemum, I slowly got off his body and sat down obediently.

The beauty looked at it for a long time, but she couldn't understand what was written on the paper, so she humbly asked Duanmu for advice.Duanmu Weihei gave me a wink, and patiently explained to the beauty what the content on the paper meant. Once teaching, it is not easy for me to intervene, so I can only eat snacks and drink tea obediently.

After waiting for about 15 minutes, they finished talking, and Duanmu Weihei was sitting back, his voice sank: "Is there any news recently?"

The voice of the beautiful woman who just smiled became serious: "The emperor in the palace is injured and resting in bed, and the palace affairs will be handled by you and the prime minister."

"Prime Minister? Didn't he leave? When will he return to the palace?" I was very confused.

"Leave?" Duanmu asked me with a black belly, "How do you know he's gone?"

"Oh," I counted with my fingers, "the day I... came to play, he asked to go back to his hometown, so he left. Could it be that he didn't leave?"

"No, I'm really gone," Duanmu said, "But, I came back recently. I remember that the prime minister's hometown seems to be in the south. It took at least half a month to return from the imperial city to the south. It's only a short time now." He came back within ten days, which is too suspicious."

"Suspicious? Duanmu has a dark belly, don't you suspect that he has an affair and doesn't want you anymore! No, no, no, I can guarantee that you are the only one in his heart!"

Boom, my forehead hurts again. "There's nothing wrong with walking back. The emperor is injured. Isn't it natural for the prime minister to come back to deal with state affairs?"

"But the problem is," Duanmu smiled strangely, "the news of the emperor's assassination has not spread out, only a few people in the palace know about it, and many ministers don't know the truth, so how can a prime minister who left know about it. "

"Hmm," I rubbed my chin and thought for a long time, then snapped my fingers, "I know, someone must have told him."

"Then who is this person, and why did you tell him about it?"

"This person is a good friend of the prime minister, and he wants the prime minister to come back and preside over the overall situation."

"You have a good idea, but the key is who the prime minister is, and can ordinary people call him back."

Duanmu Hei's eyes narrowed for a moment, and I trembled when I saw it. I have seen this murderous look in front of Mu Fuhei for many years when he was beheading people.

"You are fine." Duanmu put his arms around Zhen's shoulders, and touched my face with concern, "Did it scare you?"

I nodded stiffly, and was relieved after being fed a sip of tea by him, oh my god, this must be the legendary murderous aura.

Duanmu sighed darkly, took the pen and paper handed by the beauty and wrote down: "Did you ever think that all this might be a conspiracy, starting from when you left the palace..."