I just want salty fish [Transmigration Book]

The screen with a white background is splashed with ink-colored landscape paintings, and there is only a touch of green pale green pine among the high mountains. This is the Yannan landscape painting presented to the emperor by Song Ya, the emperor's favorite painting during his lifetime. Therefore, at this juncture of "burying the former emperor and welcoming the new emperor", all the ministers wanted to take it out and cover it in front of the dragon chair as a taboo.

But now, there are two more undulating and overlapping human figures in the undulating mountains and rivers. A slender shadow with a wasp waist and ape back is approaching the imperial front, and the two heads are very close, very close in a strange posture.

The only brightest light is the oriental pearl inlaid in the crown. The shadow seems to be temporarily carried on the top of the holy head, trembling around as if it has lost its support, and the shimmer is flickering.

Everyone's eyes followed the crown, for fear that it would fall down.

Is it a fight with fists and feet, or a dispute with coercion and temptation?

Everyone stretched their necks and looked in like a flower in a mist, only to hear the voice of the quarrel being suppressed extremely low, deep, intermittent, accompanied by heavy breathing, and the muffled sound of hitting the gold and stone , just can't hear the content clearly.

After a long while, they could all hear the little emperor shouting, "Come here!", but who would dare to go there, the royalists who insisted on Ji's orthodoxy did not dare, and the supporters of Prince Jing did not dare.

The more Mingci can't bear the emperor, can't bear the tyranny, and finally wants to seize power and usurp the throne, but who will win?No matter who is sitting on the throne tomorrow morning, they will still have to be paid as errands.

Just as they were thinking about each other, they just heard the young man whimpering, "Presumptuous!"

There was a clear sound, followed by a crash, the screens were kicked over and fell down one after another, and now the people outside could see clearly.

The sitting person and the kneeling person all had their chests heaving violently and panting heavily.The little emperor stared wide-eyed, his pupils were bloodshot in shock, and the red mark on his neck was still there, it looked like he had just experienced a fierce fight.

But why the corners of her lips...are also red?Still trembling?

angry?

They seldom had the opportunity to look directly at Emperor Dayan, but this face looked like a nobleman raised in a peony's pistil, with pink nectar seeping from his lips.

"Look, what are you looking at! You are all accomplices of King Jing, forming a party for selfish interests, and colluding with others!" The clean hand put on the dragon horn of the armrest, stabbed it, and, regardless of embarrassment, slammed the imperial robe hanging on it. tear off.

"I am the emperor of this big swallow, the emperor!"

This shout was full of energy, and it echoed above the hall for a long time, calling back everyone's souls.

The outcome is decided.

They hurriedly lowered their eyes, returned to their seats in a hurry, held wat boards, and bowed down.

It's just that I still have doubts in my heart, how did this little emperor suppress King Jing in a short period of time, by force, by talent?

Even though the emperor was still in a mess at this time, it made the ministers and guards feel awe for the first time, awe from the bottom of their hearts.

To be able to design such a series of dramas to take down the Empress Dowager, Marquis Wu'an, and Prince Jing one by one, I'm afraid this young and ignorant emperor is hiding too deeply.

Ming Ci Yue's expression was ordinary, not in a hurry, he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his thumb, put it under his eyelids for a look, got up and walked to the forefront of the officials, and knelt down.

Unlike them, Mingci raised his head even more, and those eyes that were indifferent and without any emotion at this time looked straight at the Holy One without any scruples.

Ji Zheng stared back, saw the fingerprints on his cheek, the bite mark on the corner of his lips, and swallowed the reprimand again abruptly.

He was angry and helpless, the more helpless he was with Mingci, the more Mingci became the Emperor Star, the great change in temperament was all caused by him, it was all him, it was all his fault...

The conversation just now is in my mind, and I can't get rid of every sentence.

【"Mingciyue, you! Shameless, dissolute, contemptuous, obscene, and lawless!"

"Hmm...Ming—Uncle Emperor, please, please wake up."

"Slutty, contemptuous, obscene, and lawless, this is what I am like. I am very sober, only the Holy One is not sober."

"Otherwise, why would you gain momentum in front of the public and the officials?"

"Contemptible, obscene." The voice caught his ears, and it was so cold that there was no ripple, as if reading a sage book, "Debauchery, don't..."

"presumptuous!"

--"Snapped"】

……

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty?" Zhao Taifu's voice was cautious, calling Ji Zheng back from his memory, "Marquis Wu'an is dead, and since you have returned to the court safely and returned to the orthodoxy, how do you deal with these traitors and traitors?"

Ji Zheng took a few deep breaths to calm down, and carefully tasted who the "traitors and traitors" in these words are.

"The Gu family in Yanjing smuggled gunpowder, embezzled official money, plotted to murder me in order to seek power and usurp the throne. Now the title is confiscated, all the family property and land are confiscated, the males are exiled into the army, and the youngest sons of the females are not admitted to the government."

"The empress dowager is also responsible for covering up the Marquis of Wu'an's case. Thinking that she is old and her injuries have not recovered, she temporarily stays in the Hall of Compassion and Meditation for self-reflection, and then goes to Lingcang Temple to pray for blessings."

He hardly had to think about it, and after saying so much casually, he let out a long breath, and more than half of the resentment that had been blocked in his heart by Ming Ci Yue disappeared.

Ji Zheng deliberately looked back at the empress dowager who was on the side of the dragon chair. The hunched body in the large brocade robe tightly hugged the jade seal, and stared at the Marquis Wu'an whose bones were still fresh on the ground. She remained motionless, obviously frightened. Delirious.

"What else...?" Someone called out in a low voice.

Also, who else?

Ji Zheng followed everyone's gaze to focus on it, and his words became clearer.

Rebellious ministers and thieves, there is still a clear speech?

At the same time, many officials immediately stepped forward and kowtowed, "King Jing has made great military achievements and is a benevolent man, but he was just confused for a while, please remember..."

"Minister Feng Jianguo." Ji Zheng frowned, and interrupted their request impatiently, "Didn't the edict have been issued before, and it was not withdrawn."

Everyone was in an uproar, can the Holy Majesty bear this? !According to Xiaosheng's previous thunder method, this King Jing has clearly forced the palace to come forward, so why would he have to go to the sky prison, and then rush to the western border to defend the border, without punishment, and even increase his rank and honor?

"I would like to exile with the Gu family and enter the Western Frontier." Ming Ci Yue straightened up amidst the uproar, with a calm expression on his face.

"King Jing escorted me back to Beijing, why should I be punished...you, what do you think?" Ji Zheng vaguely felt that something was wrong, he went down the steps, and walked to the side hall where the official who recorded the content of each court meeting, picked up Brief booklet, you don’t know if you don’t read it, just look at it...

"In the third year of Dayan Tiande, on the eighteenth day of the twelfth lunar month, the Marquis of Wu'an was beheaded and killed by King Jing above the main hall for the crime of treason. Hou Jing, who had the same heart of treason and wanted to do rebellious things, forced him to the emperor's court, fighting endlessly, occasionally Hearing the sound of scolding and hitting, as soon as he came out of the screen, the emperor had the upper hand, and King Jing knelt down to plead guilty and punish him. sin..."

Ji Zheng: ... what the hell.

He was extremely guilty, and subconsciously wiped the corners of his mouth, "This is the truthful record of your historian? I deleted the things that were speculative! There is no fight, it is clearly..."

what is itThe court officials all raised their ears.

Mingci stood aside quietly, with a low sense of presence, and silently pointed at his neck.

Ji Zheng pulled up his skirt to cover the red marks on his neck, and temporarily changed his words, "It's a martial arts competition. King Jing was only eager to escort him for a while, and rushed to the front of the imperial court. His actions were a bit rude, and he has made meritorious deeds."

"Kneel down." He walked up to Ming Ciyue and looked down at him from top to bottom, "You intentionally provoked me and wanted to go to the border and defect to the West Desert, but I won't let you go, so I will put you under my nose Bottom, looking at you every day, staring at you every day."

torture each other.

When the officials heard the words, they realized.

They all shivered at the same time, and no one dared to speak out to persuade them.

The enthronement ceremony of Marquis Wu'an became a complete farce.The emperor returned to Beijing, and the surname of the Great Yan Dynasty was still Ji, and the funeral banners and memorial tablets seemed a bit ridiculous.

The jade seal remained in the hands of the Empress Dowager according to the ceremony, and when everyone left, Ming Ciyue was the last to leave, and when he turned around and closed the door, Ji Zheng walked back up the steps.

The old woman seemed to be dull and insane, and she didn't respond when she called her name. Ji Zheng stepped forward, and just about to reach out to get the jade seal, she was stopped halfway by the dry hand, and grabbed it. tight.

Looking over with cloudy eyes, after a while, a few tears were blinked.

Playing crazy?interesting.

Seeing that Ji Zheng was indifferent, the woman stopped her tears and said slowly: "The Ai family has seen it, you and Prince Jing are interesting." She giggled.

Indeed, she was sitting on the side just now, and the things behind the screen can be seen clearly.At that time, Ji Zheng only thought she was crazy and stupid, so she didn't pay much attention.

"What is he yours, a male pet, a plaything? But the Emperor Dayan from my Ji family, how can he be bullied, threatened, or even forced by a mere male pet? If he can't manage his own harem, what kind of emperor is he?" !"

The saint blinked, but said nothing.

The Empress Dowager saw that he didn't leave immediately, her tone tentatively softened again, "The Ai family knows how to restrain men best, and knows how to manage the harem best. The Ai family can teach you, just listen to the Ai family's advice."

She let go of the jade seal, and clung tightly to Ji Zheng's forearm as if grabbing a life-saving straw, "Don't let him be a dictator in government affairs, and don't let him be monopolized emotionally. You have to select talents, you have to be a queen, and you have to check and balance." He, controlling him, sometimes estranged, sometimes close, let him know that you are good to him, it is a gift from God."

"Let Mingci become more attached to you, bowing his head and knees to you, grateful. Finally, break his wings and lock him in the harem for you to play with."

After the empress dowager finished speaking, she looked at the emperor eagerly with anticipation, hoping to get even a sliver of forgiveness and closeness.Now that she wants to continue living, she can only rely on this boy with no hair yet.

"Finished?" Ji Zheng slowly pulled his hand out and took out the jade seal, "First of all, I am not the Emperor of Yan from your Ji family, and I have nothing to do with you. You have mistaken someone."

"Also, I take care of my own man."

The more Ming Ci bullies him, oppresses him, persecutes him, angers him, reprimands him, and expels him, it is all good, but the premise is that this is a matter between the two of them, not the relationship between the emperor and the harem, not a state matter, let alone allow others to criticize.

"What's the matter, pretending to be stupid again, dumb?" Ji Zheng hugged Yuxi, frowned as he watched the old woman's eyes dim again, leaned back on the chair, opened her mouth sideways, and performed superbly.

"say!"

"My lord, I remember something..." A low voice almost exploded against his back spine.

Ji Zheng stiffened her back, turned around slowly, met her gaze, and blinked.

My man seems to have heard...

He walked down with a straight face almost on the same hands and feet. Fortunately, Mingci Yue didn't take this matter as a shame and humiliate him. Instead, he bypassed the dragon chair and walked straight in the direction of the Empress Dowager.

Ji Zheng passed by Marquis Wu'an's body, accidentally caught a glimpse of those eyes with dilated pupils, and was still staring at the sky. Then there was a woman's shrill cry of mourning, and the sound of bamboo and wooden chairs shaking desperately, "My lord, my lord! Mourn!" Home is your grandmother, grandmother."

"You are also afraid of Ming Ci Yue, aren't you, Your Majesty, you are even afraid of your own male favorite, this Dayan will change her surname sooner or later!"

"Ming Ciyue entered the palace to avenge. In the unjust case, the first emperor, Marquis Wu'an, and Ai's family were all found by him. You are the only one with the surname Ji. Ji Chaoming, think clearly, he will not let you go. , the next one will be..."

Ji Zheng paused, bit her lip, didn't turn her head back, didn't dare to stay for a while, and left Qianying Hall as if fleeing, and returned to her own Yanfu Hall, closed the door behind her back, panting heavily.

The guards in the hall were replaced again, and they were the familiar faces of Dark Blade, who were sent by Mingciyue to guard him.

People from the Empress Dowager, Marquis Wu'an, and even the officials and nobles outside the palace who were placed here were completely removed, and all the forces in the palace that could threaten them were wiped out.

This time, Ming Ci Yue did not even have the intention of avoiding him, he acted like a thunderbolt, as if he was silently saying to him, "Your Majesty, this is what I should be like."

Should he be happy, should he feel relieved?

Ji Zheng drove out all the dark blades in the room, leaned on the pear flower chair in Yanfu Hall, huddled in the brocade clothes, and fell into deep thought.

"Your Majesty, it's a slave." Li Ruhai knocked on the door, poked his head in, and smiled coquettishly, "The slave knows that this Yanfu Palace is still up to you when you come back, and that person named Gu just ate a bear's heart and a leopard." Bravery, it’s not a thing! No, he specially selected a group of talents from the Imperial Academy a few days ago to use for him. He is dead. These students are all very good, talented and beautiful... "

Now Li Ruhai has talked with the Empress Dowager.

Ji Zheng was upset, "Go out."

"The slave thinks that the harem of the Holy Majesty is deserted and dull, and it needs talents to stabilize the great cause. We have portraits here, and the Holy Majesty will take a look at them first, including you..."

Ji Zheng put the jade seal in his arms on the table, "Get out!"

Li Ruhai shrank his head immediately.

"Your Majesty?" The little doctor popped up from the apse when he heard the movement, and rubbed his eyes in disbelief, "You are back."

He has been hiding in the Yanfu Palace these days, and he never went out despite the turmoil outside, "I found out something... I don't know who else in this palace can believe it, so I will stay here until you come back. After returning from the Marquis of Wu'an Mansion, your precious deer is inexplicably in heat and weak, so let me take care of it."

He returned the deer to the arms of the emperor. The baby deer has regained its vitality after being recuperated, and its big black eyes are rolling around.

Ji Zheng sat up straight, lowered his head, picked up the deer's head casually, and swallowed his saliva: "Did you find out? Is it a poison from the Marquis of Wu'an?"

The baby deer licked the wine that day, and was poisoned by the same poison as him. Even if it was the medicine Gu Congyun gave, the person is already dead, and there is nowhere to investigate...

"The problem is not the poison!" The little doctor was decisive, "The deer's vomit found the usual wine and the mustard branches it likes to eat. The medicine was put in the wine, and it was just a common aphrodisiac in brothels. It can be said to be non-toxic and harmless."

Ji Zheng pondered for a moment, and then heard the little doctor continue to say hesitantly, "The strange thing is... this kind of sage branch is not common, and it is very attractive to deer. It is not the kind that servants usually feed deer, my minister." I only found the exact same one in the guard station where Prince Jing often stays."

He stopped rubbing the deer fur, "...have you checked it out?"

The little doctor quickly knelt down and responded silently. He watched King Jing protect the saint all the way up. If he hadn't seen the leaf with his own eyes, how dare he...

Ji Zheng lowered her head and silently looked at the baby deer.He still remembers clearly that after he took the medicine, it was because of the "accident" and "coincidence" of the baby deer that he ran to the other courtyard where the emperor's uncle was, and that dreamy night happened.

How many coincidences are man-made.

The deer shook violently in his arms, kicked him in a short while, and struggled to break free from his arms.

It was only then that Ji Zheng realized that his whole body was so cold that he didn't even have a trace of body temperature.

For a while, the Marquis of Wu An screamed in his ears, "My lord, the officials on the road to Huangquan are waiting for you." For a while, the Empress Dowager cried, "You have to choose talents, you have to be a queen, and you have to check and balance him..."

After a moment of silence, Ji Zheng heard himself shout, "Li Ruhai, present the portrait."

*

In the middle of the night that day, on the small path leading to Yanfu Hall, a long procession marched silently. Every two eunuchs carried a white silk bedding, and each bedding was bulging. Six bedrolls.

Mingci Yue had just dealt with the remnants of the Gu family in the Government Affairs Hall, and he had a severe headache. It was too late to leave the palace and return to Zhengyue Mansion, so he planned to go to the guardhouse in front of Yanfu Hall to rest overnight.

Unexpectedly, just after passing the gate of the hall, they saw this mighty team.

"Stop." Ming Ci frowned, "What is this for? Who is hiding under the quilt?"

The leader, Li Ruhai, stood still, straightened his waist, and said without panic, "Go back to His Royal Highness King Jing, these are all nobles newly selected by the Holy Majesty, and all of them are good men from the Imperial Academy. Those who serve His Majesty in His Majesty's bedroom."

"Nonsense!" Ming Ci scolded with a cold face, "Choose talents should go to the Government Affairs Hall, and concubines should go to the House of Internal Affairs. It's nothing to be disheveled late at night."

"Whoever instructed you to do this, I will send him back to me."

"It's me." The palace door opened with a creak, and Ji Zheng leaned against the door frame with a wine glass, blushing, "The emperor sent them back to me, and I plan to let me choose talents from where, choose Concubine."

"Who to choose, choose you?"

Ming Ci stepped forward with a sullen face, grabbed the wine glass, "The Holy One is drunk, I help the Holy One to go up and rest."

Ji Zheng pushed him away and waved to Li Ruhai. Li Ruhai immediately put the people in the bunk on the ground. The leader was a handsome man with a high ponytail and a thin and gorgeous short riding jacket. Slightly familiar... He sensibly stepped forward to support Ji Zheng.

Ji Zheng's entire upper body leaned stiffly on the man.

Taking advantage of Mingci getting darker and dazed, the man snatched the wine glass from his hand and fed it to the emperor's mouth again.

Ji Zheng took a sip, wanting to strengthen her courage, and sipped down so hot that she suddenly clenched the man's hand tightly, and raised her chin to Li Ruhai, "What are you waiting for, send all the people in!"

White silk blankets rushed in, and the door slammed shut in front of Ming Ciyue.

He stared intently at the room, clenched his hands hanging by his side, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down.

After a while, the handsome man opened the door again, and said in a cold voice, "The Holy Majesty asked me to tell you that no other guards are required tonight, as long as you keep watch all night."

Mingci turned against the light, squinted at him, and said in a deep voice after a while, "I obey the order."

All the palace lanterns in the entire Yanfu Palace were lit up, brightly lit, illuminating the dome, half of the musicians from the palace band were invited, singing and dancing, the noise was so loud.

Ji Zheng doesn't like and doesn't know how to drink, just now he pinched his nose and drank a couple of Gu for acting, and now his stomach is overwhelmed.

The men wrapped in silk quilts rushed up with wine glasses. Some of them were wearing horseback riding outfits, some were wearing bachelor's green shirts, and some were wearing ivory fans. The only thing they had in common was that they all had long ponytails and long braids.

Ji Zheng looked at the leading man who had just helped him up, and after a while, he recognized him, "You are Song Ya, right? Why are you dressed so ghostly?"

Song Ya: ...

Ji Zheng still remembers the description in the book that Song Ya was the number one painter in the Yan Dynasty, and the original owner liked his paintings, but he hated the incompetent style of the court, and would rather stay in Gu's mansion as a guest than enter the court To be an official.

"Don't you hate me, what are you doing here?"

Song Ya smiled stiffly, still holding the wine cup, "Your Majesty is just joking, when have you ever hated Your Majesty, His Majesty is a truly virtuous master who cleans up pests in the court with thunderous methods."

Ji Zheng looked at the outfits of this group of people up and down, and finally realized that he frowned, "Are you imitating Gu Congyun's outfit?"

Combing ponytail, wearing horse riding clothes, holding a green bamboo fan, with a delicate face and clean temperament, it seems that there are countless ghosts of Gu Congyun standing in front of him.

"Don't come here, I'm going to vomit, I'm really going to vomit."

"Does His Majesty not like it?" Song Ya still remembered how warmly His Majesty was to him at the door just now, "Your Majesty..." He slowly leaned over.

Ji Zheng couldn't hold it back, and vomited, he hadn't eaten for more than a day, all he vomited was the sake liquid he just drank, his whole stomach was cramping, and the corners of his eyes were red from choking.

"I told you all, I'm going to vomit."

Song Ya's well-prepared attire was ruined just like that, and the rest of the crowd laughed gleefully at their misfortune.

Ji Zheng swallowed some warm water, but his head was still very dizzy, and the music made his ears buzzing. He really wanted to drive all these people away, so he secretly raised his head and looked out the window.

That figure was still there, with his right hand resting on the hilt of the sword at his waist, as silent as a pine tree, a sword, and a moon.

Ji Zheng retracted his gaze, thought for a while, "Tonight, all the lovers are gathered here..." He clapped his hands, and under the eyes of everyone, he presented a small table and a blank paper in front of everyone.

For a moment, they didn't know what the little sage was going to play with, and they stared blankly at the piece of paper. Only Song Ya brought his own brush and ink, and he started to draw with his brush. Pen, hit the back of the head.

"You dare to scribble on the policy paper, why don't I dare to give you zero points?"

policy theory?Everyone was dumbfounded when they heard this, they were originally ignorant people in the Hanlin Academy, but now they heard that the Holy Majesty likes masculinity, and only because of his fair face, he got the chance to meet the Holy Spirit. Come prepared, who knows that the Holy Majesty's words are inconsistent with the theory? !

Ji Zheng was extremely vicious: "Hurry up and write, the problem is that Li Yi is also Li Xianneng, no less than [-] characters, draw up your own title, don't copy, don't plagiarize, and don't divulge personal information! Whoever will be the first in half an hour Who will hand in the paper after writing it!"

He didn't know what the ancient palace examinations and policy theory looked like, so he just used his inspiration to find something for these outstanding students from higher education institutions to do.

After a long while, there was no rustling sound. Ji Zheng was dizzy from drinking, and opened his eyes, "No way, you didn't bring pens for the exam, isn't this the same as going to the battlefield without guns?"

He waved his hand again and asked for a pen and ink to be delivered.

Where have these people written articles before, each of them bit their pens and frowned.

Ji Zheng asked: "Is it difficult?"

The crowd nodded.

Ji Zheng: "Then why don't you murmur, don't you have to hum a little when you make a fuss, do you look like a literati!"

Crowd: ...?

Someone cautiously snorted a few times.

Ji Zheng: "Speak louder, the mosquitoes are screaming."

That person: "Uh... um..."

He immediately stopped the sound of silk and bamboo, and replaced it with a long, ambiguous, very light tune, occasionally with the sound of wine dripping into the glass.Only then did Ji Zheng nodded in satisfaction, leaned on the couch, squinted and looked out the window.

The figure of Ming Ciyue finally seemed to be unable to stand still, back and forth, walking non-stop under the eaves.

Ji Zheng smacked her lips and raised her lips.

Those students all forgot to take the exam, and stared blankly at the Holy One. Because of the smile on the flushed face, the brilliance regenerated between the brows and eyes, so radiant that one couldn't move his eyes away.

What is there outside the window, the Holy Majesty brought them here, just to do the exam questions, listen to them humming, and look straight out of the window?

Ji Zheng leaned on the couch, not enjoying the movement, he was really top-heavy drunk, but he refused to sleep, his arms were empty, what was missing, what was missing?

Not long after, a figure came out from the team of those students, and came to his bed with a paper in his hand. There was not a single word on the paper, and it was a blank roll.

Ji Zheng's gaze stayed on this man's attire, black soft armor, navy blue lower robe, high bun with a jade crown.

He rubbed his eyes, then rubbed his eyes again, "Uncle Emperor?"

"The minister is here."

Ji Zheng got the reply, completely relaxed, and could no longer resist the erosion of alcohol, the tears half in his eyes, pattered, fell straight down, "Look, are you satisfied? Put that hat on my head, and I will choose him as a harem with three thousand beauties, who will be exposed to rain and dew, so what are you?"

"The Holy Majesty is drunk." The man didn't answer the question, just half-knelt down, removed his boots, and got kicked on the chest again.

The rest of the people were staring blankly, and their eyes were red with jealousy. They only heard that the sage liked Gu Sangongzi and hated Prince Jing, so they all dressed up like this today, but they didn't expect to be taken advantage of by someone who imitated King Jing.

But why did the sage call him Uncle Huang when he was drunk?

The hum was gone, and the pipe music was also quiet.

"I've found so many people, but you don't even look at them. Why don't you get angry, tell me." Ji Zheng hammered his shoulder with his fist, "Won't you give me a face in the morning!"

The man accepted all the orders, and only said: "You are the Holy One, whatever you do is right, I will not be angry."

Ji Zheng's face, which was buried in the man's shoulder, froze for a moment, his brows furrowed, and he blinked, "You're not angry... something's wrong with you."

"Doesn't the Holy Majesty just like me like this, serving you, obeying you, taking care of you, in the future... let me continue to do well?"

The door was kicked open from the outside with a bang, and the cold wind of the twelfth lunar month blew in. Mingci Yue stood at the door, looking coldly at the actors and boys who were shivering from the cold and covered with tulle, fleeing in all directions.

The papers were blown and scattered, and the musical instruments were thrown everywhere.

Ming Ci Yue stared at the boy who was forcibly hugged, strode across the white fleshy body all over the floor, and went straight to the dragon couch.

"Uncle Huang?" Ji Zheng was hugged by one Ming Ciyue, and stared blankly at the other one coming towards him, unable to react.

Ming Ciyue held the man's collar with one hand and threw it on the pillar beside him, "Get lost."

"Didn't I tell you to be good?" Ming Ci Yue stood by the bed, bent down, and pinched his chin, "My lord."

"Why do you want to hug him? You just want someone like Chen to want you, huh?"

"Zhen, I recognized the wrong person." Ji Zheng hurriedly looked away, his eyes were like sharp knives, trying to dissect him from the inside out.

Ming Ci Yue's expression was calm, and his thin lips parted slightly, "Slutty, contemptuous, obscene, and lawless, the Holy One actually likes this minister..."

Ji Zheng raised her head and took the initiative to touch his lips.

The air froze for two seconds.

"Don't, stop talking..."

The next moment, Ji Zheng was pinched at the back of her neck, turned over, and was pressed into the brocade quilt.

The last string snapped in his brain.

The author has something to say: This time it’s real hehehe, I love you guys, I’ll hurry up and write

Sorry for the long wait, I've been really busy lately at the end of the year