The emperor took the cub of the nemesis Regent

45 Cohabitation 02

Ji Xuemian secretly thought that he was blindfolded by that smile, and actually said such words.

In the past, he and Duan Qichi detoxified Gu so many times, and each time they separated after detoxifying. If it is said that they slept in the same bed, that was never before.

When Duan Qichi heard this, he smiled lightly, eyes filled with eyes, leaned close to him, and whispered, "Thank you, Mr. Shoufu, for your kindness."

Then, like a fragile porcelain doll, he carried Ji Xuemian back to the apse, gently placed him on the couch, took off his shoes and socks, and massaged him carefully.

Today is too tired, Ji Xuemian was in a daze, almost fell asleep, when he woke up again, he had already changed into clean white underwear, Duan Qichi was covered with him under the quilt, his eyes looked Looking at him, eyebrows and eyes curled up.

Ji Xuemian rubbed her eyebrows: "Am I asleep?"

Duan Qichi lifted the corner of the quilt to cover his chin, "Well, Lingyin brought the medicine just now, I didn't want to ask you to get up and drink it, do you want to drink it now?"

Although it was too torture to drink the medicine just after waking up, Ji Xuemian had to drink it, otherwise it would be even more bitter when the medicine cooled down.

After drinking two bowls full of medicine, Ji Xuemian's bitter eyes were filled with tears, feeling that the bitterness went straight to his heart.

One bowl is for curing diseases, and the other bowl...is for miscarriage.

Fortunately, Duan Qichi couldn't tell the difference, not even the spirit sound.

Putting down the medicine bowl, Ji Xuemian closed his eyes and rested his mind, only feeling warm all over, and fell asleep again.

One accidentally fell into Duan Qichi's arms, as if throwing himself into his arms.

Ji Xuemian wanted to get up, but was hugged by him instead.

"What do you want to eat recently? I'll ask someone to prepare it for you." Duan Qichi enjoyed the satisfaction of holding him in his arms, and asked him in a low voice, "I have to feed you a little meat, which will also help you recover from illness."

Being hugged by him, Ji Xuemian was too lazy to move, followed his words to think about it, and muttered: "It's sour."

sour?

Duan Qichi thought about it, then narrowed his eyes: "Si Ling, you can't be..."

As she said that, she covered his lower abdomen with her hands: "Here, are you pregnant with my child?"

No matter how sleepy Ji Xuemian was, she suddenly woke up!

"Don't talk nonsense."

Duan Qichi looked at him, Ji Xuemian frowned lightly, his breathing was short, and the corners of his eyes and brows were stained with shame.

However, when Ji Xuemian said this, did he really think too much?

Duan Qichi stared at his chest twice, followed the lines of the ribs one by one, his skin was smooth and fair, "Look at you, you are skinny, you only have ribs left, can you grow meat if you eat sour?"

Ji Xuemian tried to cover his eyes and not let him see, but Duan Qichi grabbed both hands and gently put them in one palm, "Why are you embarrassed? Where have I not seen it?"

Ji Xuemian was fully embraced by him, and blushed by what he said, "Stop talking, I'm fine like this."

Duan Qichi's eyes were pitiful, "But I will be very distressed."

His slender fingers pointed at his ribs, but he lifted the skirt of his clothes and looked straight down.

Because the clothes were pushed aside, Ji Xuemian felt two chills.

The brows and eyes were red when he kissed her, and her anger was uneven, "Don't look at it."

It is clear that there is nothing, they are all men, and they are not afraid to look.

But Ji Xuemian is just so guilty.

He found an excuse: "I'm very sick, and I don't look good at all."

"You look good everywhere." Duan Qichi kissed his lips directly, but did not close his eyes.

He stared at those sparkling red phoenix eyes, at first glance he was still cold, but there was an inexplicable obsession.

Duan Qichi suddenly wanted to bully him a little, not too much.

But when Ji Xuemian was finally able to breathe, Duan Qichi pressed his wrist on top of his head.

Ji Xuemian's expression suddenly became a little puzzled: "What are you going to do?"

Duan Qichi looked at him with burning eyes, licked his lower lip, "I think, I'm a little thirsty."

Ji Xuemian thought about it, and his pupils dilated for a moment, "Go drink water when you are thirsty."

Duan Qichi shook his head, and poked his collarbone with a half-smile, "No, I just want to drink yours."

Ji Xuemian couldn't help but move back quietly, a little bit, a little bit more.

In the end, there was simply no escape.

Ji Xuemian could only beg him, "My lord."

His voice was a little pleading, probably because he talked too much today, with a hint of hoarseness.

In order to help Duan Qichi, he took the initiative for so long, and even his voice was a little bit more shameful.

Maybe it was late at night, he had a rare gentle expression, saying that he refused, but it made Duan Qichi want to indulge even more.

"Si Ling, thank you for helping me out today." Duan Qichi said seriously.

Ji Xuemian turned her head away, not wanting to hear him say such a serious thing.

In fact, he knew that Duan Qichi would not go too far.

But he still felt ashamed.

There was no other way, Ji Xuemian had no choice but to coax him and persuade him to give up this idea: "I'm sleepy, won't your lord sleep?"

Duan Qichi: "Well, go to sleep and ignore me."

Ji Xuemian was stunned, how could he ignore it!

Duan Qichi added: "I will be self-sufficient, you don't have to worry."

What?Is this something to worry about?

Before Ji Xuemian could refute him, he felt that he had feelings in both places.

One place is hot, one place is painful.

The sharp touch of the canine teeth is itchy, but there is no force.

He was so sleepy, his whole body looked as gentle as a ball of water.

He was dazed by the warm heat, even if Duan Qichi caught him between his teeth, he just blushed and pursed his lips without speaking.

He felt that Duan Qichi was also a little strange.

He is like a hungry animal cub, or a long-awaited animal that has been abandoned, with some despair, eagerly longing for some kind of comfort.

Ji Xuemian had never seen him like this before, so if an assassin broke in at this time, Duan Qichi would not have time to react.

That's it.

I don't know how many times I have indulged him, and this time is not bad.

Ji Xuemian could only hold his hair, "Take it easy..."

Under his half-closed eyes, even the eye sockets were flushed, and the clear and indifferent person became soft. Mr. Shoufu, who had just reprimanded Xuan Wo and dealt with everyone, held back his expression and remained silent.

Duan Qichi put his wrist up and let him pick himself up.

Ji Xuemian couldn't help but gently pushed his wrist with the tip of her tongue, but Duan Qichi's breathing became heavy.

Obviously, the medicinal effect of Huanqingjiu has been cured.

Why is Duan Qichi still so clingy?

Ji Xuemian didn't want to look at it anymore, and then he realized that at some point, Duan Qichi let go of his hand.

Ji Xuemian put half of her arm over her eyes, knowing that she was already emotional, the corners of her eyes were as bright as spring peaches.

It's embarrassing to think about it.

But she felt that Duan Qichi had finally let him go, and instead kissed him carefully.

Kissed by Duan Qichi again, Ji Xuemian's lips swelled slightly, red and hot.

However, Duan Qichi seemed to be confirming something, and said vaguely: "I'm sorry, don't leave me..."

Ji Xuemian didn't understand.

Then he figured it out, maybe Duan Qichi was afraid that he was going to die again.

Although he didn't say it or show it, he might be anxious all the time.

And he was breaking his anxiety into pieces, confessing to Ji Xuemian.

If it’s really impossible, find an opportunity to explain it to him. When will the calculation be over?

Maybe it was too late at night, and the surroundings were quiet.

In the deathly hot air, Ji Xuemian could only hear the beating of his own heart, which sounded like a drum beating.

Since he left Ji Mansion and lived in the imperial palace when he was young, this was the first time that he allowed other people to sleep beside him.

In fact, he was not used to it, but he couldn't go back on what he promised, let alone an unreasonable person like Duan Qichi.

In the end, Ji Xuemian couldn't bear it anymore.

He pushed Duan Qichi away, closed his obscene clothes, "I'm not a wet nurse, where did the lord get this problem?"

Looking down, there were two water stains on his chest.

Duan Qichi's eyes seemed to darken.

"Try the taste for our little boy in advance."

What nonsense?

Ji Xuemian narrowed his eyes.

This animal thing!

His patience is limited.

Ji Xuemian raised his strength and kicked Duan Qichi down to the ground, easily and effortlessly, "Get off."

Duan Qichi fell to the ground, and his knees made close contact with the ground, making a "bang-dang" sound.

"Hiss—" Duan Qichi hugged his knees.

Ji Xuemian turned over and wrapped the quilt around her neck, "My lord, just sleep on the ground. If it's too cold, there's room on the table."

But when he heard the weight on the couch behind him again, the man got into his quilt shamelessly, and whispered next to his ear, "Si Ling, don't be so cruel, okay?"

He put his hands around his waist from behind, and said in a coquettish tone: "It's really delicious, why don't you try it?"

Ji Xuemian bent his elbow, and gave him a solid slap, "If you don't shut up, I'll beat you up right now, and kick you out again."

Duan Qichi obeyed obediently, An An hugged Ji Xuemian vividly, smelling the sweet smell on his body, her breath gradually took longer.

Although Ji Xuemian was pressed tightly by him, he felt drowsy due to his warm body temperature, and fell asleep unconsciously.

When I woke up again, I didn't wake up all night.

Ji Xuemian rarely slept through the night, it seemed that every time he met Duan Qichi, he would wake up until dawn.

As soon as he opened his eyes, Duan Qichi looked at him with a smile.

Ji Xuemian turned around and didn't look at him.

The almost chaotic memory of last night was like exploding firecrackers, Ji Xuemian's heart was beating wildly.

To be precise, he didn't know how to face Duan Qichi.

But Duan Qichi pulled him back relentlessly, "Si Ling, look at me, look at me."

Ji Xuemian could only helplessly open his eyes, and looked at him with bewildered eyes.

Seeing that he really looked at him, Duan Qichi seemed satisfied.

It seems that as long as Ji Xuemian has him in his eyes, he is satisfied.

Followed by another almost absolute possession of the kiss.

Until Ji Xuemian went to court, the corners of his mouth were still red.

The weather has gradually turned cooler. Looking at the season, it is probably winter.

This year's winter is more urgent than in previous years.

Every time this season comes, the cabinet will be busy, and sometimes it is possible to stay out of the house all night.

Even living in the palace recently, Ji Xuemian didn't have any troubles in this regard, and saved a lot of trouble.

Ji Xuemian gathered up the fluffy cloak woven from white fox fur. He seemed to be more afraid of the cold. The cold air in Beijing has always been rushing and fast. Looking at the cold wind blowing from the ground, it is time to burn charcoal in the house. .

There are no more than forty or fifty courtiers above the third grade in Beijing, and it is also because Xuanwo insists on sitting in the court every day regardless of the wind and rain, which can be called diligent.

The court bell had already rang, and everyone went to work one after another, but they didn't expect that the examiner in charge of this year's Qiu Wei would be a little late.

The chief examiner is only in charge of the Qiuwei, that is, the provincial examination. When the candidates who pass the test take the general examination next year, the position of the chief examiner will fall on the top of the head of the cabinet or the Metropolitan Procuratorate.

Yan Ming, who hadn't seen him for a while, greeted him with a look that almost said that the examiner was out of luck, and hit the knife's edge.

Ji Xuemian signaled him not to mind his own business, Yan Ming glanced at his pale and sickly face, inexplicably found a moist color on his face.

Yan Ming decided to brainwash himself, but he didn't see anything.

Ji Xuemian didn't realize it, and stood in his seat as usual, meeting Duan Qichi face to face.

The chief examiner was out of breath, and explained that it was too late to give out the exam questions, so he finally rushed out, and hoped that the cabinet would help him to look over them.

Naturally, Ji Xuemian would not refuse.

When it was almost Mao, the next dynasty was approaching.

Ji Xuemian noticed that Xuanwo was depressed today, wondering if he was too tired last night.

On the other hand, those two energetic tigers and wolves, one the uncle Regent and the other Prince Rui, were communicating with the courtiers, throwing out a few sharp opinions from time to time, causing the courtiers to praise them.

Ji Xuemian frowned secretly, in front of so many people, he had no choice but to remind: "Your Majesty, what do you think about water control in the south of the Yangtze River?"

Xuan Wo seemed to just come back to his senses, thought for a while, Ruliu said a few words, and then wilted the eggplant again.

This court meeting was the last thing Duan Qichi mentioned, "Master Shoufu's birthday is coming soon, just in time for his return from southern Xinjiang, this king means to entertain the Six Palaces, and all the officials who report their duties in Beijing will come to the palace to celebrate their birthdays. have opinions?"

Ji Xuemian was caught off guard, his birthday?He had forgotten all about it, but Duan Qichi actually remembered, and he wanted to give him a big deal?How did this work?

However, Ji Xuemian can also guess that as long as it involves his own affairs, Xuan Wo will agree, and he said: "The regent has a heart, and I... and the empress also have the same intention."

Ji Xuemian refused: "This is out of order, and the minister's qualifications are still inexperienced, so it's inappropriate."

But Duan Qichi said: "Your Excellency is modest. If you are not suitable, there is no suitable one. Liu Shilang, don't you think so?"

He held an unprecedented birthday banquet last month, Liu Shilang from the Ministry of Rites trembled, "Yes, the regent is right, the cost should be paid by the Ministry of Rites."

Ji Xuemian knew that Duan Qichi's arms were really long when they were still in southern Xinjiang a month ago.

There is no need to go out of the palace, wherever Ji Xuemian goes, there are people who wish birthday and say auspicious words. He is originally weak, so he has to talk when he sees people, and he coughs immediately.

Dali Temple Minister Zhao Xuanlang and Yan Ming are good friends, and invited some important officials to invite Ji Xuemian to drink at a restaurant he often goes to in the capital.

Normally Ji Xuemian would go, but now...

Ji Xuemian decided not to show his timidity, "Then let's go together."

"Where is Lord Shoufu going? This king also wants to go, so how about taking it with you?" Duan Qichi walked over and stood still, his bright peach eyes were beautiful and affectionate, and the tails of his thin eyes were pulled up, really good-looking.

Several courtiers asked you to look at me and I to look at you, who would dare to say no?

Duan Qichi followed Ji Xuemian leisurely, and had a friendly chat with several courtiers.

Zhao Xuanlang wondered: "Ji Shoufu, did the regent take the wrong medicine?"

Ji Xuemian said in a low voice, "The regent's ears are very good, let's think he has eaten too much salt."

Zhao Xuanlang asked again: "You and the Prince Regent...haven't always been hostile? There was a fight at the palace banquet a few days ago, does he hold a grudge against you?"

Ji Xuemian glanced at him, and said with a smile: "Why don't you block the wine for me?"

Zhao Xuanlang's face turned red when he saw it: "It's my honor..."

How did Ji Xuemian know that it took only an hour for him to go to court, and the whole capital was in a commotion. Hearing that the emperor and the regent were going to congratulate Ji Shoufu on his birthday, all the dignitaries and dignitaries hurriedly prepared to come to the ceremony.

As soon as he left the palace, Ji Xuemian became a hot celebrity, countless ladies and gentlemen gathered together, and the limelight overwhelmed the regent king.

Ji Xuemian just received a lot of small gifts, and Lan Shen was busy in the Imperial Forest Army Garden, so he could only call Lin Yuan and give him all the things.

Lin Yuan looked at the regent of his family while holding a bunch of things. Seeing that the regent of his family helped carry a lot without saying a word, he quickly found a bag and took it.

However, Duan Qichi didn't talk to Ji Xuemian all the way. To be precise, he didn't find a chance.

When we arrived at the restaurant, the boss came out to welcome him, and he burst into laughter: "Master Ji, long time no see, please hurry up!"

Then he said mysteriously to a courtier: "The fun you want has already been prepared, and the adults will invite you!"

Ji Xuemian had never heard of any fun in the past, so while walking behind, he grabbed Duan Qichi: "What do you mean by fun?"

Duan Qichi finally got to talk to him, a little aggrieved: "How would I know? You think I'm them, and I don't mind meat and vegetables?"

Ji Xuemian knew it was useless to ask, so he didn't ask, hesitated for a while, "No matter what the fun is, you promise me one thing."

Duan Qichi looked at him eagerly: "Say it."

Ji Xuemian raised an index finger, "Don't allow others to see our affairs, you understand?"