my wife, my wife, my wife

Chapter 60

It is said that although Wu Qi and Fang Minzhi met for the first time, they had a very happy conversation, but the two of them kept their attention on each other and did not talk about business until it was getting late and candles were lit in the house, and the meal was prepared. When he came to invite the meal, Wu Qi sighed and conceded the defeat.

"There is a strange flower in Yanxu that grows to the cliff. There are seven petals, but the colors of the petals are different. Xiangye is a flower lover, and he must have heard that this flower is rare. Not long ago, Wuqi sent people to Yanxu to look for it. Fortunately, I found this flower, and this flower belongs to Master Xiang." Saying this, he beckoned to exchange for the double discs outside the door.

Under his signal, Shuangdie gently put the long, hollowed-out and carved long box inlaid with silver borders that he had been holding in his arms on the table.Wu Qi started to open the box and took out a picture scroll, got up and walked to Fang Minzhi, "This is a gift from Wu Qi to the Prime Minister, I hope the Prime Minister will accept it with a smile."

Fang Minzhi put down the hand that was stroking his beard and took it, seemingly casually said: "You are being polite. Prince Yun sent someone to say that you will arrive tomorrow, why are you here today? "

When it came to business, Wu Qi felt relieved. "I have something in my heart, this person is unstable after all, I hope the master will not be offended."

The picture scroll in his hand was unfolded in half, and the content in it made Fang Minzhi's eyes brighten, "As the saying goes, if you have nothing to do, you can go to the Temple of Three Treasures... tell me what you want

"I heard that the palace is calling for a painter, and I want to ask the Prime Minister for a recommendation."

The scroll has been fully unfolded, and there is not much content in the painting - the Drum Tower, shops, and pedestrians can be vaguely seen in the thick and light ink, but at a glance, the subject can be clearly seen, and the subject is a drunken monk The posture is indulgent and drunk lying in the street, and passers-by pass by in a hurry and ignore it.In the lower left corner, there is a large and small brush and ink that is out of standard, which seems to be randomly swayed, and its content is:

What is the use of heaven and earth?What's the use of Fengyue if you can't have a quilt?Can not eat or drink.

What is the use of dust?Among all things, what is the use of change?Taoism is self-contained.

What's the use of facing the wall?What's the use of drinking if you don't see Tao Tao?A big bag.

What's the use of giving birth to me?If you can't laugh, what's the use of destroying me, if you don't reduce your arrogance.

Walking on the eight wasteland roads with singing songs, traveling in the nine heavens, forgetting things and me, traveling in straw sandals and bamboo hats for thousands of years, and traveling in the eternal sky once.

Seeing that Fang Minzhi was fascinated and did not answer, Wu Qi was not in a hurry, knowing that he had listened, he quietly sat back in his original position and did not speak again.

There is a purpose in drawing this picture, of course.Although Dad's reputation in the court is not good, but a sensible person can know that he holds a neutral attitude after a little careful consideration. Therefore, in the last life, from the time the prince competed for the crown prince to the emperor's death, he had been shrinking Playing with those flowers and plants at home.

Later, when the emperor knew that his life was over, he gave him a set of characters. As for the characters, no one other than the emperor and himself knew what the characters were.However, Qinglu remembered that the emperor hid another copy of the edict at the bottom of the box that contained the pair, and it was not until the eighth year of the new emperor's reign that he took it out to save Qinglu's life.The edict was about Qinglu, and its content was to be imprisoned but not killed.In fact, Qing Lu had been imprisoned by the new emperor for five years at that time...Thinking about it now, it is not painless.

Now the intention of sending this painting is not the painting but the heart.In the eyes of outsiders, the content of the calligraphy and painting is nothing more than casual carefreeness. However, the adoptive father who has been immersed in officialdom for many years will naturally have the opposite idea. Here, it is similar to the painting "I am not a lotus" in the foster father's lobby. , both dyed and demon'The characters have the same effect.To say a common saying that is often said in the mouths of ordinary people, the Buddha's eyes see the Buddha, and the dog's eyes see shit. This is the truth!

In the flickering candlelight, Wu Qi looked at Fang Minzhi's handsome profile and chuckled silently.I remember that when my adoptive father claimed to be sick at home and sneaked away, someone would occasionally send him over to teach him how to play piano, chess, calligraphy, and painting.Of course, at that time he was unresponsive and indifferent to others. Seeing that he trusted Qing Lu and obeyed him in everything, my father felt jealous, so he always took advantage of Qing Lu not by his side to either abduct him or bully him, so People in Xiang's mansion can often see his adoptive father instructing him to do this or that, but he does it foolishly and earnestly without complaint.He seriously cared about the father-son relationship between him and his adoptive father, which is comparable to blood relatives. It was when his adoptive father deceived him that he was stupid and stupid and ordered him to kiss Qinglu in the street in front of everyone in broad daylight.

How did Qinglu react at that time?

So vague.

Wu Qi placed his fingers on his forehead and softened, some images flashed through his mind.At that time, I was dull and dull, and I couldn't understand some feelings.What's more important is that the memories of those two years were not good, and the memory of things was vague. Afterwards, the two of them made promises to each other and recalled the beginning of each other, but they just passed it off as a joke and never thought about it.

In the previous life, the matter between the two of them was never repeated, but now thinking about it...

Thinking about the current situation with Qinglu, this uneasiness came over me.It's been almost two years, although I have made up my mind to return to Qinglu's side, but how do I get closer, how do I win his heart again?The past two years have been slowly grinding... Hey, is he looking at himself again?Thinking of Qinglu, I can't help but think of my elder brother who is far away in another world. Brother, brother, I only hope that you and brother Shang will get along well. They are two men but they can love each other.

"Taking horses as the theme, make a pair and send it in two days."

A Qingyue voice with a smile on his face pulled back Wu Qi, who was so distracted, the blurry realization instantly became clear, and when he looked up, he saw that his adoptive father had put the painting into the long box at some point, and only Listening to him continue: "It's not difficult to become a painter in the palace, but the painters are divided into three, six or nine grades. There are many devious things. If you fall into the eyes of the leading painter, the future will naturally be different."

It was rare that the adoptive father could speak so clearly, Wu Qi knew that the matter was sure, so he quickly stood up and cupped his hands to thank, "Thank you, Mr. Xiang, for your suggestion."

"Satisfactory." Fang Minzhi smiled and tapped his hand on the long box containing the paintings, "What's the use? This is the use of people's will."

Wu Qi pursed his lips and smiled, "Master Xiang is right, villains are taught."

"You have such talent at such a young age, I appreciate it." Fang Minzhi narrowed his shrewd Danfeng eyes, then stroked his beard and laughed, "It's rare to meet a little friend who is my favorite. The old man sips a few cups before going back."

Wu Qi thought to himself, "What talent do you think?"Father-in-law, you old fox, loves to talk all the time and talk around the corners, but I'm just flattering your hobbies and not speaking plain words...

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Cheng Qingkong came very quickly, as soon as he entered, he could see the man standing in front of the wall looking at a pair of calligraphy and paintings hanging on it, he was stunned for a moment, then moved lightly to the side and waited quietly.

"A tree without roots, flowers in secluded places, no one will give up if you are greedy for glory. Floating things, a boat in a bitter sea, you can't come and go without freedom. There is no limit and no shore, it is difficult to moor, and you often swim in dangerous places. If you are willing to turn back, it is the shore, Don't wait for the storm to break the boat." The lazy voice broke the silence in the room, and Ying Qinglu, who had lowered his head, also raised his head, "Why?"

Cheng Qingkong knelt and knelt down while thinking, "My lord, please forgive me for being stupid. I think that once the first step is taken in some things, it will be a matter of time."

There is no possibility of turning back.And in terms of the concubine's body, if the concubine's body is put down, after the body dies, what face will the soul have to meet the concubine's father and mother?What face do you have to meet my Cheng family with a population of 76?You can't feel at ease in life, you can't 'return' home when you die, I don't want to look back, and I don't want to go to the shore that is out of reach for me! "

Ying Qinglu fell silent when he heard the words, stroking the corners of his eyes with his pretty fingers.A moment later, the deputy turned around behind her and looked at her with a changed expression from before, sighing quietly, "I have never regretted saving your king, even if that person at that time..."

Cheng Qingkong saw that he suddenly stopped talking, so he interjected: "At that time, the prince married the concubine to save his life. The house pleases him..."

"For him, the majestic prince was punished by the father for more than thirty sticks in front of everyone. After that, the father asked the guards to escort me, who was seriously injured, to kneel in the Luo Taishi's mansion for a day and a night to plead guilty." You and I are willing to walk together, but the consequences are borne by him alone.After this happened, who in the court didn't gossip about him?Self-sarcastic smile: "Looking at it now, it's really just a joke."

However, there is still one benefit gained from this matter, that is, his brothers have relaxed their vigilance towards him.How can a short-sleeved man with no heirs inherit the throne?How can we compete with them?This unintentional benefit made him unwilling to stay behind. There are two reasons, one is that the time has not come, and the other is because of that person.

When a person is alive, unfilialism is the first and the next. Even if he is with that person, he also thought about leaving offspring for each other in a few years. Let me explain...but that person couldn't wait...Even if something unexpected happens, you shouldn't believe him.

Luo Yunjing, in the past few years when you and I have known each other, you are also used to joining falsehoods in your speech to me, but now, how much can I believe what you say?What else are you hiding from this king?

"My lord..." Cheng Qingkong lowered his head and his eyes turned red. After all these years, how has the lord ever spoken so awkwardly and laughed like weeping like today?

The arc of Ying Qinglu's mouth became smaller, "Qing'er, have you ever hated me for ignoring your affairs all these years?"

"My lord is serious. I will never forget your life-saving grace to my concubine, and I don't want to implicate my lord again because of my own affairs."

The only way to save her back then was to marry her. At that time, Ying Qinglu was betting on his own future with his father's bottom line. Although he won the bet in the end, he paid a huge price. , and the price... don't mention it.

Ying Qinglu sighed and bent down to help Cheng Qingkong up, "Your mother and my concubine are handkerchief friends, and it is my duty to save you. Each has its own destiny, and the Cheng family Although this king will not get involved in this matter, but this king can indeed help you cut off the twigs of the Zhang family so that you will no longer have any worries."

Looking at the man in front of him in this life who has been married to this person but not married, Cheng Qingkong burst into tears.That's enough, that's enough.

Ying Qinglu let go of her hand and took a step back, "You have been with me for a few years, and there are some things that I don't need to say to you. It's a time of trouble, so you don't have to ask me about the affairs of this mansion in the next six months. Report, you can handle it yourself."

Cheng Qingkong raised his sleeves to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes, "I know, my lord, please rest assured."

"I called you here today because I need you to do three things, this is one." Seeing that she had calmed down, Ying Qinglu spoke again.

"My lord please tell me."

"Tomorrow, when you enter the palace, give this to Concubine Mu. (Concubine Mu here refers to Qinglu's adoptive mother.)" He took out something from his sleeve pocket and handed it over.

"This is two. The third thing is to count all the property of the palace, and leave 1 taels for the expenses of the palace. The rest will be sent by the king in a few days... Look carefully, the person who comes to take it This item must be held in hand before it can be handed over."

Cheng Qingkong fixed his eyes and saw that Ying Qinglu was holding a token that looked like iron but not iron, and copper but not copper. In the middle of the token was a lifelike nightingale surrounded by a word '尤', and the edges of the token were carved The other eleven hours of the twelve hours.

"My lord, I have clearly remembered my identity."

"Since that's the case, step back." With a wave of his sleeves, he sat back in front of the desk and picked up an official document to read.

After Cheng Qingkong got up, he glanced at him cautiously before turning around and going out the door. After walking a few steps, he stopped and looked at the flowers and plants that were beginning to crumble not far away.

"The fragrance of hanzi sells off the green leaves, and the westerly wind worries about the green waves. It is also embarrassing with the time, it is unbearable..."

Shaking your head, why worry?After all, she is just an avenger.After so many years of forbearance, the prince finally took action, and her forbearance will also come to an end.Prince, Qingkong will give everything to repay your life-saving grace, and will also... squeeze Xiupa and smile coldly: Concubine Zhao, Master Zhang, just wait and see, and see if you can cut off my grass Or I can drink the blood of all of you Zhang family!

Wu Qi entered the palace as a painter, and there were at least 50 painters in the palace.A painter has no official position, but has a special status in the palace - he can face the emperor, the courtiers, and the concubines in the harem, and he can go out of the palace and travel as a painter.The painters of the past dynasties are just like historians. The pens in their hands and what they write and draw may be included in the history books of the dynasty. Therefore, their identities will not be underestimated or underestimated.

After coming for a few days, he was bullied for a few days.He raised his eyebrows and responded silently.

"How? Have you copied the paintings that I asked you to copy yesterday?" A voice sounded from outside the door.

Wu Qi looked up, only to see a person entering following the sound.

"Master Yu." He put down his pen, cupped his hands and smiled.

"En." The other party walked to the painting table and glanced casually, and saw a painting on the painting table, and saw a group of horses galloping in the painting.

Judging from the painting, although it is an unfinished work, it can still be seen that the person who wrote the pen has worked hard and can already see the majestic state.

"You drew it?" Master Yu squinted at Wu Qi.

"Master Yu laughed."

"Since I have time to draw these, I must have finished those two paintings too? Take them out, Mr. Zhao is waiting."

The corner of Wu Qi's mouth moved slightly, hesitant to speak, but finally remained silent, leaving a word There was a soft sound of collision, followed by an oops.There was a pause in the movement of the hand, and I could roughly guess some of it without turning around. I sighed slightly in my heart, and turned around to look at it unhurriedly.Sure enough, the teacup was overturned on the painting table, and the painting on the painting table seemed to be destroyed.

Such childish things have often happened in the past few days, and he is no wonder he is extremely calm after seeing it.

"This, this, this, what should I do?" Master Yu picked up the overturned teacup, with an annoyed expression on his face, as if it was the teacup that caused him to make a mistake. .

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Wu Qi looked at the situation in front of him and changed his mind.

It's almost done by them, and it won't do any good if it goes on like this. It seems that showing weakness should come to an end.As soon as he thought about it, the expression on his face changed suddenly, and he ran towards the painting table "staggeringly" on his feet, repeating Master Yu's words in his mouth.

"This, what should I do! This painting is what Fang Xiang needs..." Shaking his hand, he touched the edge of the painting lightly, and raised his wide sleeve with the other to wipe the tea on the painting. Giving people the illusion of being overwhelmed by doing something wrong.

Master Yu, who was complacent in his heart, immediately changed his face when he heard that Fang Xiang wanted it, and his voice couldn't help saying, "What's the matter? This is Fang Xiang's painting?"

Wu Qi also had a pale face, "If Fang Xiang didn't need it, why would the villain stay up late to conceive and stay up to paint? Well, what should I do, today is the last time limit..." After finishing speaking, he was gray A face took a step back.

"What's the deadline?" The surname Yu suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.

Wu, Wuxiu, you are here every day, when will Fang Xiang send someone to say that he needs this painting?Ordinarily, adults need to go through Mr. Zhao..." Mr. Yu is not stupid, knowing that something is wrong, he hastened to seize the loophole.

(Psychological troubles. Before entering the palace, Wu Qi used the name of his elder brother Qi Wuxiu after careful consideration. The reason... In the previous life, there were relatively few people in contact with him, and he didn't mind calling him Wu Qi, but the people he comes into contact with now are all j□□ j, the word Wuqi is unwilling to be called by those people. Its deeper concern is self-evident.)

"Master Yu..." Wu Qi looked at him and let out a long sigh.

The person surnamed Yu was sighed by him, and his heart was even more flustered.I saw him staring straight at Wu Qi without daring to breathe.

"The villain can enter the palace to find a job, thanks to Prime Minister Fang." Wu Qi cupped his hands facing the door, "Then Mr. Zhao also knows." After a pause, "Before entering the palace, the villain agreed Guo Fang Xiang, I will draw a picture of a group of horses within half a month. Half a month is enough, but I have been in the palace for many days and I am busy with work. It is hard to find time to paint. Seeing that it is going to be... ah, I don’t know Fang If you know how to punish the villain." At this point, he stopped talking, but he was laughing in his heart that the reputation of his adoptive father Fang Minzhi was so big that even the people in the painting workshop who didn't care about things would shy away. Sanshe.Then he thought that the relationship between him and his adoptive father is not close in this life. Before he thinks of a way to recognize him as his father again, he must be cautious in his words and deeds. Now that the situation is too close, he may be self-defeating and provoke his adoptive father. Suspect.

"This, this, this..." Lord Yu gritted his teeth and rubbed his hands, walked back and forth, looked at the sky outside, and thought that it would be less than half an hour before dark, even if he repainted, it would be too late.After thinking about it, he finally stepped in front of Qi Wuqi who was a bit distracted, "You can try to explain this to Fang Xiang, if you dare to kill me... from now on, you don't want to have a good time here."

(There are many taboos for court painters to paint, and not painting in the dark is one of them. The reason is that it is easy to destroy the previous achievements when painting in insufficient light. You know, the paintings of court painters are all taken out. If there is a mistake in the fine works for people to appreciate, not only the reputation of the person concerned will fall, but if the adults lose face, their lives may also be lost because of it, and even other painters in the studio will be implicated.)

"Master Yu, tell me how you want the villain to have a hard time? Continue to destroy my paintings over and over again like these days, or go and complain to Mr. Zhao, Zhang Painter and others that the villain is fishing in troubled waters and doesn't want to make progress? If you act like this, I, Qi Wuxiu, don't want to endure you again and again, I want to see if there is any law in this palace!"

"Qi Wuxiu you!" Master Yu glared at him blushing.

Wu Qi glanced at him coldly, turned around, went to the easel, picked up the two paintings on top, and then walked back, "Master Yu, please." He handed the paintings over.

Master Yu gritted his teeth and glared at him for a while, and finally snorted coldly, pulled the scroll and strode away.

Wu Qi looked at the back of the other party and his face gradually sank. It is said that it is better to offend a gentleman than a villain, but where is a gentleman in this palace full of evil intentions?Presumably today's words will fall into the ears of some people before dark, but he is not afraid, as long as Fang Xiang is around, no one can do anything to him.

threaten?It came at the right time, he was feeling that he had been in the palace for many days without any progress!He didn't really come into the palace to be a painter, maybe he can get involved because of this time?If I remember correctly, in just one or two months, the palace will be disrupted last time due to the emperor's critical illness, and he just made full preparations before that.

Thinking of this, Wu Qi's heart skipped a beat.kill!For Qinglu, a person who has to be killed, this is one of the purposes of entering the palace, but the matter is approaching step by step according to his own calculations, and he still can't help but feel cold every time he mentions it.

No problem no problem!This is not the world before I came back, and there are not so many high-tech to help in the detection... The right time, the right place, and the harmony of people, in the chaos of panic, you can easily kill a person just by using your brain.

Raising his hands and rubbing his cold cheeks, he smiled wryly.It has changed, after returning to this life, he is no longer Qi Wuqi living in another world, nor is he the Qi Wuqi of the previous life, because in this life, he is no longer kind, and he no longer has a clean heart. Life.

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As soon as he stepped out of the palace, a delicate calling attracted Wu Qi's attention.

"Young master, here! Young master, here!"

A familiar face came into view, looking at the clothes, it was light yellow, it was Shuangyan.Shuangyan jumped down from the carriage lightly and flew towards him like a bird.

I haven't seen her for a few days, and my heart is very concerned about this girl, but now that I see her, the haze in my heart has dissipated a lot.

"My lord, why did you come out until today?" Shuangyan rushed over to hug his arm and began to act coquettishly, seemingly dissatisfied, and grabbed his sleeve and tugged vigorously.

Wu Qi smiled helplessly, "Why are you here?"

"Prince Yun said it." Shuang Die raised his neck and hummed back.

Qinglu?How would he know?Thinking of this, he immediately felt relieved, yes, Qinglu knew about his entering the palace, but what he didn't expect was that others still didn't believe him.

Frowning, "Did Prince Yun contact you on weekdays?"

Shuangyan shook her head, thought for a while and then nodded, "After the young master enters the palace, Prince Yun will ask Brother Brown to report our safety every day."

"Brother Brown?" Wu Qi led her to the carriage not far away.As he walked, he listened to Shuangyan spitting out beans about the things he had done since he entered the palace.

Walking to the carriage, Shuangyan muttered aloud, "Look at my memory" and whispered in his ear: "My lord, the castle master and Hegu master are here."

Zhong Fengyou?He Yu?Why don't they stay in Yizhong and go to Kyoto?

"Where are they? Has anyone noticed them?"

"Young Master, don't worry, Uncle Feng is with them now, let's hurry back..."

"Alright."

As soon as the words fell, the sound of horseshoes rattling along with the sound of wheels rolling came from the palace gate, and in the blink of an eye, they appeared before them.

It is absolutely extraordinary to be able to drive a horse in and out of the palace, while thinking about it, Wu Qi has already pulled Shuang Yan over her head and bent down to salute.

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The sound of horseshoes rattling along with the sound of wheels rolling came from inside the palace gate, and in the blink of an eye, it appeared in front of my eyes.

It is absolutely extraordinary to be able to drive a horse in and out of the palace, while thinking about it, Wu Qi has already pulled Shuang Yan over her head and bent down to salute.

As the carriage passed by, Wu Qi's heart sank.

Five Kings.

The curtain of the carriage swayed with the wind, and the people in the carriage could be vaguely seen.The people in the carriage seemed to have sensed it, and suddenly turned their heads to look at him.

When their eyes met, Wu Qi hurriedly lowered his head to avoid it.

This meeting evokes some memories from previous lives.

The monstrous fire, the thrilling screams, the blood all over the ground, and the crazy and distorted laughter were intertwined in his mind.This is the person, this is the person who slaughtered thousands of lives in this capital!

Memory is sometimes a cruel thing, even after such a long time, how can we forget this deep-rooted picture?

There was a cold sweat on his forehead, and he took a step back in disobedience. This kind of insane person is far away from everyone.

What Wu Qi didn't expect was that there was another person besides the fifth prince in the carriage.

"It's him? Why is he here?"

"kindness?"

Withdrawing his eyes and smiling slightly, "My lord, he is the one brought back from Yaoxu by my lord."

"Oh?" The fifth prince rubbed his chin and looked out of the carriage thoughtfully, "What's your new friend, fourth brother?"

"..."

After waiting for a long time, I couldn't get an answer, so I turned my head and said sarcastically, "What? Can't bear to part with my fourth brother? That's right, my fourth brother is so beautiful that even you are slightly inferior."

"Fifth Prince be careful, the official and Prince Yun are already..." After a pause, "He is not Prince Yun's new love, but you need to beware of this person, Lord, he is definitely not a good person."

……

From the moment Wu Qi got into the carriage, he leaned against the side wall of the carriage and listened to the sound of the wheels rolling, without moving a bit. Shuangyan at the side also calmed down when he saw that he was preoccupied.

When they arrived at the door of the house, the two of them heard a creak as soon as they got off the carriage. Hearing the sound and looking around, they saw that the originally closed door had been opened, and Shuangdie was standing inside the threshold with a happy face.

Shuang Yan behind Wu Qi hurriedly gestured before she could make a sound, and Shuang Die immediately hid the joy on his face when he saw this, stood by the door and said softly, young master, well.

The well-behaved appearance made Qi Wuqi look better, and stepped forward to pat her on the head, "Go in."

Zhong Fengyou He Yu was not here, and after asking, he realized that they had something to do and had already left for a long time.It didn't matter if they weren't there, he wasn't in the mood to meet them at this moment.

After washing, he took off his outer shirt and was about to take a rest when Shuang Die pressed his voice and asked softly from outside the door: "Has the young master rested? Young master Ying is here."

Mr. Ying?Hastily put the clothes on his body, "I haven't rested yet, please come in, Young Master Ying."

As soon as the words fell, the door was pushed open.

"Did it bother you?"

The familiar voice gave a pause to the hands who were arranging the instrument.Turning around and looking, he saw that the person who came was not wearing dazzling brocade clothes as usual, but this time the simple dark brown plain shirt made him wear it with charm.

With a chuckle, he took a step forward and said, "The prince's eyes and ears are real, and he can know the news of Wu Qi's temporary departure from the palace."

"At any rate, you are the person brought out by this king from Yuwu, so you should take care of one or two." Ying Qinglu didn't seem to hear his secret sarcasm, and spontaneously went to the table and poured himself a cup of tea.

"Then Wu Qi has to thank the lord for his kindness." With his fingers smoothing his messy long hair, he walked to the stool beside the table and sat down.

Ying Qinglu sat down with him, "It seems that you have suffered a lot these days."

Wu Qi put one leg on top of the other, and slowly straightened his hem.There is always a gap between a man and a woman when facing the same thing. What happened in the palace these few days may be regarded as a grievance to a woman, but to a man, it is just a trivial matter, but listen How could he be gloating at what he said?

Seeing that he didn't answer, Ying Qinglu didn't care. "Why didn't you tell me about entering the palace? Do you know where the palace is? Once you're in, you can't come out easily."

Seeing that he changed the subject, Wu Qi rubbed his forehead and looked directly at him and said: "There is a reason for entering the palace this time, but it is inconvenient to say more now, but you will know when you should know, don't worry about it, my lord. "

"It's up to you. You are a person brought out by this king. You need to be cautious when doing a lot of things in the palace. If you have any difficulties, you can come to the palace to find me. I will definitely not refuse if I can help you."

"Thank you, my lord, for your concern. Your lord is very busy these days? You seem to be looking different than usual." He noticed it when he saw him, but it was really inconvenient to ask rashly just now.For Qinglu, his health is the most important thing he cares about. After returning, he put aside his hobbies in another life and learned some medical skills as soon as possible. What he wants in his heart is to be able to pay attention to the other person's body at any time.

Qinglu, who has become a prince, has the highest food and clothing expenses in the world, but his eating habits are really not flattering.The custom of two meals a day in this dynasty was often reduced to one meal by him, and sometimes the only meal was omitted.When he was hungry, he ate some useless cakes, and the hard things he ate most were his favorites!

Thinking of Ying Qinglu's stomach trouble, Wu Qi couldn't help shivering.Some common sense learned in another life told him that minor ailments such as stomach problems are very likely to become cancerous if they are not treated well.Cancer, in another life where science is advanced, doctors are helpless, let alone now when medical skills are backward?

When Qing Lu was imprisoned, he often suffered from stomach pains. Before his death, his stomach pains were the most frequent, so in his spare time, he could not help guessing that this stomach disease after his death was one of the causes of Qing Lu's death.Maybe I thought too much, so this...

The worried expression could not be hidden, and someone laughed and teased him.I saw Qing Lu put down the teacup in his hand, took out a folding fan from nowhere, opened it with a swish sound, shook it back and forth, and Feng Yan lightly teased with evil spirits, "Wu Qi is really my wife, my wife is virtuous, It's true that my husband has been busy recently and didn't take a good rest, it will be fine when the busyness is over."

Seeing him so out of tune, Wu Qi really wanted to give him two slaps, but in reality he couldn't do anything and was reluctant.Annoyed, he stood up and walked over to open the door, "Shuangdie Shuangyan, did they say when they will come back?"

The two who were picking vegetables in the courtyard shook their heads, "I didn't say when I'll be back, but they know that the young master is leaving the palace today."

Wu Qi thought for a while, and then asked, "Did Lang Ming come with them?"

The two shook their heads again.

Wu Qi's heart sank, "Use the fastest method to ask Lang Ming to come to Beijing in the near future. I have something to ask him."

No matter what Qing Lu said, Qi Wuxi had already made a decision in his heart.This is the second life between him and him, although in this life he was not with him all the time, but nothing about Qinglu could escape his eyes, so looking at his gloomy expression today, he would never believe that he was created by fatigue.

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Wu Qi turned around and returned to the room, and saw that Qing Lu's face was a little uglier than before, and he leaned against the table with his hands on his forehead and looked at him with a smile, but the smile in his eyes was a little bit more Inquire with suspicion.

He closed the door calmly, did not turn around immediately after closing, but turned his back to him and asked in a low voice: "My lord, I know you have a lot of doubts about me, but as I said earlier, I should let you know I'll let you know when I'm here." At this point, he turned around and looked at him firmly and continued, "I wanted to find you some time when I was out of the palace, and since you're here, it just so happened."

Go over to pick up the kettle, pour a glass of water, walk to the desk by the window, and mix the water into the ink tray, "The prince grew up in the palace since he was a child, and although he was not a wealthy man, he walked on the blade and came all the way. It is normal for someone with a strong heart to be thoughtful and not easy to trust others.

... Some people can befriend you with just a few words and die without hurting you, while some people stay by your side for five, ten, or even a lifetime, and they may be easily killed because of their own interests. betray. "

The ink tray has been filled with ink, not thick enough but enough.Lay out paper, take a pen from the pen holder, and pour ink on it, "People's hearts are separated from each other. Since ancient times, no one has been able to break anyone's inner thoughts. The reason is that everyone has variables." Speaking of here , Wu Qi turned his head and smiled faintly at Qing Lu. "When I was in trouble, I couldn't get out of the Qi family, so I thought that I would spend my whole life peacefully in the backyard of the Qi family, but in the end the prince took me away from the Qi family to the Great Ying Dynasty... What I saw later There are too many people and things, and there are too many thoughts, but no amount of thoughts can surpass your kindness to me, my lord. As the saying goes, the kindness of a drop of water should be repaid by a spring, and I will repay the lord, but I don’t want to be bound by this kindness lifetime……"

"What do you mean by saying this? You can say what you want, and you don't have to beat around the bush." ​​Qing Lu, who was originally silent here, felt a little annoyed.

Wu Qi shook his head at him, picked up a pen and began to write on the laid paper. "These words are just to tell the prince to be careful of those people who seem to treat you very well and have no intention of treating you, and I will leave after I repay your kindness."

Qing Lu stood up slowly from the stool, "You want to return to Yanwu?" Looking at the person who was writing with his head down, his long and narrow phoenix eyes were full of sharpness.

Wu Qi paused slightly, "Go back, why don't you go back? There are my relatives there." I don't know what happened to Granny Sang at this time, but thinking of the person who raised him for two lifetimes, Wu Qi's heart twitched.In this life, he didn't have a deep impression of Granny Sang, but he couldn't let go of his dependence on her when his mind was still undeveloped in the previous life.That is the person who has the grace of nurturing, and is also the matchmaker between him and Qinglu. If it weren't for her, he would not have known Qinglu.

Qing Lu, who was standing by the side, smiled coldly, "Dear ones? Those relatives who left you in the backyard to fend for themselves? Qi Wuqi, Qi Wuqi, you are kind and righteous. If that's the case, it's my business to bring you out." gone."

After finishing the words to be written, close the pen.

Wu Qi frowned and looked up at him, "If I think you are troublesome, why should I be grateful to you?"

"Why does this king need others to be grateful for what he does? I was in a good mood when I brought you out, and said that this king would care about your mere return?" Qing Lu continued to sneer.

"My lord is right, how could a mere Qi Wuqi fall into your eyes? It was Qi Wuqi who made me feel passionate. That being the case, why did my lord come here? A petty person can't bear the condescension of his lord to come here." .” Knowing that this person often speaks harshly and shouldn’t be taken to heart, Wu Qi is still angry.

Bearing the memories of his previous life alone, he always reminds himself not to think about the sweet words and promises of the previous life. What he has done in these days will inevitably cause a butterfly effect. Once the butterfly wings are waving, even he can't grasp it. Therefore, his own You are betting on the possibility of losing this person's future! ! !The helplessness hidden in the depths and