Your Majesty is happy [rebirth]

What else needs to be done? "

"King Xuan has nothing to do with this matter. Of course, he should be taken down first. After careful investigation, the prince broke the law and the common people are the same crime, and it is a serious crime to assassinate His Majesty. If it is really him who did it, His Majesty can no longer be soft-hearted. You need to kill chickens to scare monkeys. Be a warning to others..."

"Uncle's words mean that you want me to kill my uncle?" Ling Qiyou's tone was a little displeased, and he interrupted him politely: "The prince broke the law and committed the same crime as the people. I know that if the people around me do it, no matter who it is, I will naturally not tolerate it... Uncle can rest assured about this, but before there is no solid evidence, there is absolutely no reason for me to deal with it hastily."

Ling Qiyou's protracted voice contained some meaning in the words, Xu Chongqing might not be able to hear it, gritted his teeth, changed his words, and asked him: "Your Majesty, do you have any idea?"

"Well," Ling Qiyou said casually, "The poison on the knife should have been passed from the Nanman Kingdom."

"Nanman country?" Xu Chongqing was very surprised when he heard the words: "The assassin has something to do with Nanman country?!"

After being surprised, he quickly reminded Ling Qiyou: "If the Nanman Kingdom is really involved, Your Majesty must be more cautious. If King Xuan colludes with the Nanman Kingdom, the consequences..."

"Enough." Ling Qiyou interrupted him impatiently again: "The poison came from the Nanman Kingdom, and it may have something to do with the Nanman Kingdom. Don't forget that the assassin dancer was not brought by the emperor."

Xu Chongqing wanted to say more, but seeing Ling Qiyou's ugly face, she knew that he couldn't listen to what she said at the moment, so she had to forget it for the time being, and was about to leave, but Xiao Chuqian suddenly pushed the door and came out. Under You's stare, he walked in front of Xu Chongqing with a smile, holding a small steamed bun toy and a rattle drum in his hand, and asked Xu Chongqing: "My lord, did you give this drum to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?"

Xu Chongqing was holding her breath in her heart at the moment, and naturally she didn't have a good look at him, and asked him coldly: "Who are you?"

"My servant, Xiao Chuzi, was assigned to serve His Highness the Crown Prince only last two months."

Xu Chongqing obviously didn't believe this. This person was clearly the leader of the Xiao Clan's rebellious party who should have been executed by Ling Chi. One Xiao Chuqian and one King Xuan. Your Majesty is really getting more and more confused by letting these people run amok and raise tigers. .

Of course, he knew that Xiao Chuqian did not recognize him, and Ling Qiyou would not admit that he was Xiao Chuqian, so what he said at the moment was useless, so he didn't even bother to say it, and turned around to leave, but the rocking drum in Xiao Chuqian's hand was delivered to him Come in front of him and ask him again: "Is this the uncle you gave to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?"

"So what?"

"His Royal Highness used to play with this every day, but for some reason in the past two days, the rattle suddenly stopped ringing. I have to trouble my uncle to take it back and repair it before giving it to His Royal Highness."

Xu Chongqing said unhappily: "Throw it away when it doesn't ring, and I'll just ask someone to bring a new one over."

"The new one is useless," Xiao Chuqian said, "His Royal Highness likes this one. His Majesty asked someone to get him a new one that is exactly the same, but he refused to take it. He just likes the one that your grandfather gave him. .”

No wonder, the little steamed bun was not even interested in touching the things Xu Chongqing gave, so he just threw it in his hands. Of course, Xiao Chuqian's ability to tell nonsense with his eyes open is also very good.

Xu Chongqing was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, so she directly put the things away and stuffed them into her sleeves, then bowed to Ling Qiyou, and retreated.

"What are you going to do?" After the person left, Ling Qiyou asked Xiao Chuqian coldly.

Xiao Chuqian smiled and said: "I poured some of the potion used by the people in the palace to dispel mosquitoes into the rattle drum, then pierced a few holes, and dangled it in his sleeve...it won't do anything, even if the country My uncle has a few red rashes, and it's just a few days of discomfort."

Ling Qiyou snorted coldly, got up and went back to the bedroom.

Xiao Chuqian was finally able to get his food after cleaning. He went back to his residence to have his meal and then walked back slowly. He walked into the bedroom and saw Ling Qiyou sitting on the head of the bed with his eyes closed and resting his mind, with the little steamed bun lying on his lap The body arched and arched, dripping saliva non-stop, immediately happy, the clown took a tiger skin blanket to cover Ling Qiyou, but was stopped by Xiao Chuqian: "I'll do it."

The clown was naturally not happy, Xiao Chuqian lowered his voice and laughed lightly: "Are you able to fix the little prince? After a while he cried again and woke up His Majesty, so why don't you ask me to come?"

Although these words were not pleasant, they were still true. The clown glared at him, stuffed the blanket into his hand, and left.

Ling Qiyou didn't like too many people in the dormitory at first, and Xiao Chuqian pushed the rest out together. After the door closed, he walked forward with light steps, squatted down beside the bed, First, Xiao Mantou was picked up from Ling Qiyou's body, and Xiao Mantou stretched out his hand to pat his face in dissatisfaction, habitually making an inexplicable "da da" sound from his mouth, Xiao Chuqian smiled and kissed his little cheek : "Hey, don't wake up your father."

Of course, Xiao Mantou didn't understand, but he calmed down obediently. Xiao Chuqian put him in the cradle without making a fuss, just grabbed his feet and turned around, enjoying himself.

Xiao Chuqian didn't care about him anymore, and squatted back in front of Ling Qiyou. Seeing that most of his body was leaning against the head of the bed, with his eyes closed and his eyelashes slightly tangled, he seemed to be fast asleep. Exhausted, he carefully covered his lap with the blanket, raised his hand, and rubbed his thumb on his lips that were unconsciously pursed after he fell asleep.

The wet touch made him palpitate uncontrollably. After a while, he still couldn't help it, and leaned forward. When the two of them were so close that their breaths almost intersected, Xiao Chuqian paused, but Ling Qiyou suddenly opened his eyes. In just a split second, he was already full of vigilance, and stared coldly at Xiao Chuqian in front of him.

Xiao Chuqian was startled, then smiled again: "Your Majesty, do you want to kiss me?"

"Step aside."

Without the slightest ups and downs in his voice, Xiao Chuqian sighed softly in his heart, and stepped back a little. Of course, he didn't let go, but grabbed Ling Qiyou's left ankle, before he was stunned. When he reacted, he had already taken off his shoes and socks. Ling Qiyou's feet were beautifully shaped, with well-proportioned bones, crystal clear and round toes, and the curvature of his ankles was silently seductive. Looking at the soles of his feet, as expected, Ling Qiyou's body almost collapsed, and a lustful moan escaped from the corner of his mouth.

"Well... go down... go down..."

The soles of the feet are the most sensitive place on Ling Qiyou's body, almost his Achilles' heel, just being teased a few times by Xiao Chuqian so casually, the sultry burning sensation in his body has the tendency to surge and sweep the whole body again, Ling Qiyou unconsciously clenched the mattress under his body with one hand, opened his lips, gasped lightly, and tried hard to force himself not to lose his composure: "Get down!"

The smile in Xiao Chuqian's eyes grew stronger, he lifted his foot, and wrapped the red string around his beautiful white ankle, when Ling Qiyou showed surprise, he leaned into his ear and chuckled Remind him in a low voice: "Last night... where did I fall..."

The ambiguity in the tone is simply to remind Ling Qiyou of the fiery affair last night.

It was Ling Qiyou's life-saving red rope. He had been wearing it since he almost died of a serious illness when he was a child, and he hadn't taken it off for more than ten years. Xiao Chuqian naturally knew that the reason why the tightly wrapped red rope fell off was because of yesterday's death. Tonight, the two people who lost their minds were too excited, and under the entanglement of passion...

Ling Qiyou felt that his face was getting hotter, the heat in his body seemed to have reached his face, Xiao Chuqian helped him to tighten the rope but did not put his feet down, the next moment, he leaned over and stuck out his tongue to lick She touched the soles of his feet, but her eyes stared at Ling Qiyou without blinking, the smile in her eyes was full of ambiguity and provocation.

"Hmm..." Another groan came out of his mouth, and Ling Qiyou finally covered his mouth with one hand in a loss of composure, bit his lips tightly, and his tone changed completely. Even if he tried his best to restrain himself, he could still hear the impatience in it: "What are you doing?" ...I'm going to go..."

On the contrary, Xiao Chuqian made an inch of it, bullied him, hooked Ling Qiyou's waist with one hand, and pushed him onto the bed amidst his exclamation.

The lips were plundered, and the kiss was almost aggressive. Ling Qiyou was so angry that his body trembled slightly, but Naihe couldn't push him away at all. Xiao Chuqian knew every sensitive point on his body well, and was teased within a few strokes. She couldn't even use the strength to push him away, so she could only let him do whatever she wanted.

"Raise your waist..."

Xiao Chuqian clung to his ear and bewitched him in a low voice, the most irresistible tease fell into his hands, Ling Qiyou's consciousness was a little chaotic, and he had wrapped himself around him without even realizing when, with a cry After snorting, his body was once again possessed by him.

The little mantou in the cradle raised his head with difficulty, and looked at the two fiercely entangled on the bed with wide eyes. After a while, he turned around with a "da" sound, as if he had gotten used to it?

Outside the dormitory, the clown chased away the idlers and others. Hearing the ambiguous noises from inside, he looked up at the sky where the sun was rarely seen in winter, and sighed inwardly, how could the sky be so bright and bright, how could he be promiscuous in the daytime? up...

☆, beauty

On the eighth day after the three vassal kings entered Beijing, Ling Qiyou personally led the crowd to worship at the Mausoleum of the First Emperor in Lushan Town, a hundred miles away from the capital.

The convoy started from the palace, and several people entered the palace early in the morning to greet them. Before getting on the bus, Ling Jing, who had been following Ling Qiyou all the time, who had been following Ling Qiyou in a calm manner, suddenly asked Ling Qiyou: " I heard people say that the late emperor was murdered by Your Majesty, but is it true?"

His voice wasn't loud, but it wasn't low either. Ling Chen and Ling Jue, who were following behind him, both heard it, and they seemed to be indifferent at the moment, but they were actually paying attention to Ling Qiyou's reaction.

Regarding this matter, the rumors have not stopped since Ling Qiyou ascended the throne, but no one dared to discuss it openly. If he dared to say it in front of His Majesty, King Xuan is definitely No. 1 in the world.

Ling Qiyou turned around, raised his eyes to look at him, Ling Jing crossed his arms, and looked at him with a leisurely smile, the smile in his eyes was even slightly playful, half a day later, four words popped out of Ling Qiyou's mouth. One word: "nonsense."

There was not much ups and downs in his tone, he was just stating the facts, and after he finished speaking, he got into the car and gave the order to set off.

Xiao Chuqian, who was holding a small steamed bun at the side, gave Ling Jing a glance at Ling Jing who laughed even more happily because of Ling Qiyou's reaction, and followed him into the car behind.

It's a hundred miles away, but it takes only two days to arrive. Lushan Town is at the foot of Lushan Mountain. Not only the tomb of the first emperor, but also the founding emperor's mausoleum is here, as well as the group of heroes and martyrs who were buried with the founding of the country, including Ling. Qi You's grandfather, and Lushan Town at the foot of the mountain has built a palace for future emperors to stay temporarily when they come to worship.

It was the evening of the second day when we arrived at Lushan Town. Ling Qiyou gave an order to stay overnight and go up the mountain to pay respects to the imperial mausoleum tomorrow.

It was winter, and the plum blossoms in the garden were in full bloom. Ling Qiyou slowly approached, seeing the exact same scene as what he saw outside the East Palace last year, he was slightly stunned.

The people behind murmured softly: "The scenery of plum blossoms in full bloom is really beautiful, but it's a pity that all the ones in the palace have been cut down..."

Ling Qiyou, who was leaning on his side, slowly turned his eyes, and Xiao Chuqian, who was beside him, was holding Xiao Mantou, whose face was flushed from cold but who seemed to be very excited and kept making noises, chanting non-stop.

He frowned slightly, and said impatiently: "Who told you to bring the prince out? Didn't I ask you to guard him in the house and let him live in peace?"

Xiao Chuqian didn't take it seriously: "It's going to be boring to be bored in the house all day long. Your Highness likes the scenery outside. It's not a bad idea to take him out to have a look."

Ling Qiyou's pupils shrank slightly, and his eyes turned from Xiao Chuqian's face to the little mantou in his arms who kept smirking and drooling, paused, and ordered the clown behind him: "Chop them all up."

"what?"

"I said, I cut down all these trees."

"..."

Why bother, not only Xiao Chuqian wanted to say this, but even the ugly father-in-law wanted to persuade him. Of course, seeing Ling Qiyou's cold eyes, he swallowed the words in the end.

Xiao Chuqian shook his head, feeling a little helpless in his heart. Ever since I forced him once in the daytime that day, he has always had this attitude. First, he punished himself for sweeping the snow for three days and three nights without giving him food. Yes, he was forced to grab the rice cereal from Xiaomantou to eat, and then it was like this, everything he said was wrong, and he didn't like what he did.

Ling Qiyou didn't pay attention to him anymore, and continued to walk forward, crossed the stone bridge, and walked outside an open courtyard gate, and saw Ling Jing holding a child as big as a small steamed bun and teasing him under the pavilion inside. Consciously stopped in his tracks, Xiao Chuqian reminded him with a smile: "Your Majesty, that is King Xuan's eldest son."

Ling Qiyou stepped into the door, with his back turned to him, Ling Jing, who was having fun with the little baby, didn't notice that someone was coming behind him, but the person sitting at the stone table saw him first, A sharp light flashed in his eyes again, but his body didn't move, he was still sitting there drinking tea slowly, and he didn't know if it was because he didn't know Ling Qiyou's identity, or it was on purpose.

Ling Qiyou glanced at him indiscriminately, secretly a little surprised, the person in front of him was only in his early twenties, he was born with a face like a crown of jade, there was a romantic in his eyes, but his complexion was too white, especially The fiery red robe on her body reveals a bit of morbid beauty, and under the outline of the silver fox fur around the neckline, it also brings out a bit of charm. From the crown prince to the emperor, Ling Qiyou has seen a lot of people in his life. There are countless beauties in the past, but it is the first time that he can hardly turn his eyes away when he sees such beauties.

Bisheng is still a man.

It's just that he could clearly see the murderous intent in the beauty's eyes. Xiao Chuqian coughed lowly, slightly displeased with Ling Qiyou's way of staring at others, and finally successfully reminded Ling Jing.

Ling Jing turned around and saw Ling Qiyou raised his eyebrows in surprise, since it was at his residence, he might as well not even bother to salute, Ling Qiyou didn't seem to mind, his eyes fell on the little girl in his arms On the baby, Xiao Shizi's thick eyebrows and big eyes looked very similar to Ling Jing, before he could speak, the little steamed bun in Xiao Chuqian's arms stretched out his hand excitedly, and smiled at Xiao Shizi: "Da da ..."

Xiao Shizi looked at the little mantou curiously, and after a while, he also opened his mouth and let out a "crack".

The two little dolls, one "da" and the other "ga", shouted one after another, never getting tired of it, and didn't know what they were communicating with, Xiao Chuqian was a little speechless, but Ling Jing laughed happily, and said to Ling Qiyou who was watching indifferently: " Your Highness seems to be related to this king's eldest son."

"The son is the prince's cousin, so it's not surprising that he would like it..."

Ling Qiyou said casually, seeing that Xiao Shizi kept sticking out his tongue at Xiao Mantou in a funny way, he stretched out his hand towards him, Xiao Shizi didn't recognize his birth, and fell into his arms happily.

Xiao Mantou, who was having a good time at first, saw that Ling Qiyou was hugging someone else, and now she had the tendency to howl loudly, Xiao Chuqian quickly pinched his hand to comfort him, thinking that Ling Qiyou likes it Little Doll?If I really want to like it, I haven't seen him show much paternal love to Xiao Mantou. Every time he hugs him, he is still reluctant. It's quite straightforward to hug other people's children, which is really strange.

With a sound of "bang dang", Xiao Chuqian's face in front of him changed slightly, Ling Qiyou turned around to look in surprise, and saw the beautiful woman who had been sitting silently at the side just now was being clasped by Ling Jing forcefully. He wanted to break free but couldn't, the teacup in front of him had already fallen to the ground, but the look in his eyes was a little bit sharper than before.

Ling Qiyou looked at him, frowned slightly, and asked, "What's going on? Who are you?"

Ling Jing hurriedly answered for him: "He is one of the guards beside me. He knocked over the tea and offended His Majesty just now. I hope His Majesty will forgive me."

Guard?Can the guard sit and drink tea with the prince so carelessly?Moreover, the guard's airs seemed to be bigger than Ling Jing's.

Ling Qiyou raised his jaw slightly and asked him, "What's your name?"

The beauty turned her eyes away and didn't answer, Ling Jing again had no choice but to answer for him: "Le Xin, his name is Shen Le Xin."

Ling Qiyou didn't ask any more, and handed Xiao Shizi back to him, and seeing Xiao Mantou looking at him with teary eyes, as if he had suffered a great grievance, he sighed helplessly, did he reach out and hug him? step away.

Xiao Chuqian turned his head and glanced at Shen Lexin with a gloomy expression, then glared at Ling Jing, and hurriedly chased after her.

After leaving the gate of the courtyard, Ling Qiyou told the clown in a low voice: "Order down, check the guard next to King Xuan."

The clown naturally responded quickly, and Xiao Chuqian who came out heard it and pretended not to hear it. After all, Ling Qiyou wanted to investigate the matter of King Xuan, but it was not so easy to find out.

After Ling Qiyou and his group left, Ling Jing ordered the nanny to carry Xiao Shizi down, and then grabbed Shen Lexin's hand again, pulled him up, and dragged him back to the house.

The door was slammed shut, and Shen Lexin was almost thrown onto the couch by Ling Jing's excessive strength, but the thing in the sleeve fell to the ground in response, it was a sharp dagger with a cold blade.

It was just a little bit close, if it wasn't for Ling Jing's sharp-sighted hand to quickly press down, the dagger in his hand would have stabbed towards Ling Qiyou.

"Are you crazy?!" Ling Jing said angrily: "I said it! Don't make any wrong decisions and don't attack the emperor! How many times do you want me to remind you?!"

Shen Lexin stood up straight, faced him, and said with a sneer, "Since you dare to bring me to Beijing, don't expect me not to."

Ling Jing stepped forward, reached out her hand in anger and clamped his chin, the strength in her hand gradually increased, and her eyes were full of coldness: "I will solemnly warn you for the last time, do not attack Ling Qiyou, otherwise you will be killed." Don't blame me for being rude."

"How?" The other party said disapprovingly: "So what if I really do it? You will kill me? Their father and son robbed the throne that should belong to you, but you still feel sorry for him?"

"I won't kill you," Ling Jing said after a pause, and then continued: "But I will make your country miserable, you'd better remember this sentence."

Hearing this, the expression in Shen Lexin's eyes finally flickered, and after a while, she slowed down and muttered dissatisfiedly: "Let go, it hurts to death..."

Ling Jing saw that his fair neck had already been pinched with red marks, so she quickly let go, caressed his face, and said in a softer voice: "Be quiet for me, don't make trouble, I am For your own good."

Shen Lexin curled her lips, although she felt disdainful, she didn't say anything more.

☆, drunk

The ceremony of paying homage to the Founding Emperor and the First Emperor lasted for two full days, and then Ling Qiyou made an order to stay in the palace in Lushan Town for one more day before heading back to Beijing.

Before leaving, he still hosted a banquet for the three emperor uncles in the palace. This time, there were no outsiders, so it was much more casual. After drinking for three rounds, Ling Qiyou suddenly opened his mouth and asked Said: "The three uncles of the emperor came to Beijing this time to worship the late emperor. Now that they have worshiped, I don't know when they plan to leave for Beijing?"

Ling Chen and Ling Jue didn't speak, they both peeked at Ling Jing, Ling Jing smiled, poured most of the glass of wine into his mouth and swallowed it, and then said cheerfully: "Is Your Majesty driving us away? ?”

Ling Qiyou snorted lightly, the meaning of his order to evict the guest was already very obvious, these three people were not stupid, how could they not hear it.

Of course, Ling Jing was the only one who dared to ask directly.

Ling Qiyou was also not polite, and asked him instead: "What does the emperor mean?"

Ling Jing smiled again: "According to the rules, I can only stay in Beijing for a month at most, and then no matter what the reason is, I have to go back to the fief, right?"

Ling Qiyou raised his chin slightly, the rules are like this, but he doesn't believe that Ling Jing is such an obedient person: "Yes, that's why I asked the emperor uncles, what are their plans?"

"Then it's still half a month away..." Ling Jing disagreed: "This capital has beautiful mountains and rivers. I'll wait for a rare visit. I don't know when I will have the opportunity next time. Of course, I will enjoy it for a few more days. Don't worry, Your Majesty." After the one-month deadline is up, this king will not stay in Beijing to embarrass His Majesty."

Ling Chen and Ling Jue both agreed that eating, drinking and having fun in Beijing is better than their places, and they finally came here once, so of course they were reluctant to go back just like that.

Ling Qiyou shook the cup in his hand vigorously, but he also acquiesced in what they said, and didn't say any more.

After Xu time, the drunk Ling Qiyou was supported by the clowns and went back to the dormitory. He vomited everything he ate in his stomach and drank sober soup, still unable to wake up. Sitting on the edge of the bed with half-closed eyes and refusing to move, and unable to listen to what others were saying, the eunuchs were at a loss, they could not force him to take off his clothes and put him on the bed to let him sleep.

Xiao Chuqian put the little steamed bun that fell asleep in his arms into the cradle, walked forward, bent down and reached out to pat Ling Qiyou's face, and called him softly: "Your Majesty?"

Seeing his drunken eyes, Xiao Chuqian shook his head, and asked the clown beside him: "It's just a feast for the feudal lord, why is your Majesty drinking so much wine?"

"It's King Xuan and the others who took turns toasting and kept pouring down on His Majesty, and His Majesty didn't want to drink too much. His Majesty didn't hold a lot of alcohol. The three of them made it clear that it was on purpose..."

Xiao Chuqian frowned when he heard this, and the person who hadn't reacted much all this time slowly raised his eyes to look at him, and when he saw clearly who was in front of him, he seemed to be taken aback for a moment, and muttered something in his mouth for some reason , and fell directly on his body, still in a daze.

Xiao Chuqian was taken aback for a moment, then he was happy, raised his head with a smile, and said to the clown who was still muttering and complaining: "Your Majesty still wants me to serve you..."

The clown snorted, and simply retreated with the group of people. After taking two steps, he seemed a little worried, and turned back again, reminding him angrily: "Your Majesty is drunk, don't..." The last part of the sentence Being confused, I really couldn't tell him not to take the opportunity to take advantage of His Majesty.

Xiao Chuqian waved his hand disapprovingly: "Don't worry, my father-in-law is not such a beast."

After everyone retreated, Xiao Chuqian helped Ling Qiyou drag his coat, shoes and socks, he was very cooperative, he raised his hand when asked to raise his hand, turned around when asked him to turn around. Hanging on Xiao Chuqian's body, he was moaning and moaning. He didn't know if it was because he was so drunk that he lost consciousness. Xiao Chuqian raised his hand and pinched his doughy face, and smiled. Zhi pressed it down: "Don't move around, go to sleep."

Ling Qiyou pursed his mouth and squinted his eyes, the flush on his face couldn't go away, he hugged his arm tightly with both hands, as if he was afraid that he would run away, Xiao Chuqian smiled more and more helplessly, and could only kick off his shoes and take off his coat She also climbed onto the bed, lay down next to him, and hugged him into her arms.

Ling Qiyou turned his head sideways and pillowed his head on his hands and arms. With his arms around his neck, he soon fell asleep. Xiao Chuqian watched him fall asleep and still pinched his face lightly. I slept with him. After he fell asleep, he would probably wrap himself around him like this. He especially liked to hug him like this. Even if he said that he was humiliated, he didn't reject him after all...

"Qi You..."

The person who had already fallen asleep didn't respond at all, but it seemed that he was being entangled a little more tightly. Xiao Chuqian sighed helplessly, forget it in the end.

It’s fine if Ling Qiyou doesn’t arrive at the fifth watch. It’s still dark outside in the winter. Originally, at this time every day, Xiao Mantou must first wake up and howl, then wake him up, and then ask someone to come in to wait for him to get up, and feed Xiao Mantou. , but because he was not in the palace, he drank too much wine last night, and Ling Qiyou couldn't sleep well, but he woke up earlier than usual today.

His body was stiff from sleeping, and he felt uncomfortable all over when he moved a little, and then he felt the sound of another person's even breathing beside him, and turned his head, no accident, it was Xiao Chuqian.

Ling Qiyou froze for a moment, the complex look in his eyes was hidden in the dark bedroom, without revealing any clues.

As soon as he moved, Xiao Chuqian, who was already in a light sleep, also woke up, opened his eyes in a daze, and smiled at him: "Are you awake?"

Like so many times before, they woke up together after a good night's sleep, and he greeted him so naturally.

Ling Qiyou frowned slightly, withdrew, and said a little impatiently: "Go down and ask someone to wait for me to get up."

Only when I opened my mouth did I realize that my throat was hoarse and painful due to the hangover.

Xiao Chuqian laughed lowly, held down one of his hands, and bullied him over. In the darkness, he could only see clearly a pair of his eyes, shining with an inexplicable light.

"Your Majesty, last night you kept the slaves from leaving, so instead of pestering the slaves to sleep with you..."

Ling Qiyou looked at him coldly, almost gritted his teeth, and said every word: "Go down."

"Do you really hate me so much?"

The sudden change of topic made Ling Qiyou startled again, Xiao Chuqian's fingers stroked his cheeks, the brisk smile in his tone had receded, but there was something indescribable, every word Tapping Ling Qiyou's heartstrings, seeing that he didn't answer, he repeated slowly: "Do you really hate me so much?"

Ling Qiyou closed his eyes, of course he hated it, as long as he thought of those things in the past, he wished to cut him into pieces. In that nightmare, there was not only the 47 days of desperate coldness and darkness, but also There are even more painful memories that he subconsciously forced himself to forcibly delete. He was forcibly pressed down by him, and his dignity was trampled together with his body. The pain was not only the body that was almost torn apart at that time, but also his soul.

What's ridiculous is that, once again, all he can do is to actively lie under him and please him. It is because he knows that Xiao Chuqian has desires for him, so he chooses to lock him up in this way. It's just that in Xiao Chuqian's eyes, he was just a plaything for him to play with, how could he not hate it.

"No..." Almost seeing through his thoughts, Xiao Chuqian murmured in a low voice, and a light kiss fell on his lips: "I am sincere to you, always have been."

Even if he knew from the beginning that his purpose was not pure, he was still willing to be used by him, but he did have problems in the way he treated him, and it was easy for him to misunderstand. In this regard, Xiao Chuqian actually regretted it a little, but No matter how much Ling Qiyou believed in him, it was not an easy matter.

It was like being stabbed in the apex of the heart by a needle in an instant, the pain was slight but not strong, the scene of Xiao Chuqian rushing out to block the knife for himself without the slightest hesitation appeared in his mind unexpectedly, and he was stunned , Ling Qiyou almost forgot to push away the person who was deeply entangled in kissing him, and Xiao Mantou, who didn't wake up until the cradle, howled at the right time.

Amidst the howling of Xiao Mantou, he suddenly came back to his senses, pushed away the person who was still pressing him, stood up, and let the night watchman outside come in.

Xiao Chuqian looked at the man whose back was turned to him and was being served by servants to change clothes, and then glared at the little mantou who was being fed by the nanny and sent back, who was content with hiccupping and enjoying himself in the cradle at the moment, and sighed lightly, okay? His Majesty is a little loose, unfortunately... let's take it slowly.

What's rare is that Ling Qiyou didn't make excuses to find fault with him after that, and of course he didn't talk to him again, until he set off for the palace at Chenshi, and saw Shen Lexin coming out behind Ling Jing before getting in the car, Ling Qiyou Yu's pupils shrank slightly, and he stopped in his tracks.

Shen Lexin glanced over casually, and also saw Ling Qiyou, curled her lips in an unclear manner, then turned away, and got into the same car with Ling Jing who was holding her son.

Seeing Ling Qiyou staring at the car in a daze, Xiao Chuqian reminded him with a little dissatisfaction, "Your Majesty, it's time to get in the car."

It's just that he looks better than others. As for every time he sees him, he loses his soul?

For Xiao Chuqian, compared to that tricky beauty, he still thinks Ling Qiyou, who is cold on the outside but has a fire hidden in his heart, is much better.

Ling Qiyou didn't say anything, took the steamed bun from his hand, got on the Yujia, and closed the door behind him.

Xiao Chuqian, who was rejected by the door, shook his head, and could only forget it.

In the car, Ling Qiyou let Xiao Mantou lie in his arms and stuffed a puppet into his hands for him to hold and play with, but he didn't know where his thoughts were wandering. When I saw him at the beginning of the day, I saw him again today, but I suddenly felt as if I had seen him somewhere before.

But his intuition told him that his identity was very suspicious, and it was right to have deep hostility towards him.

"clatter……"

Ling Qiyou lowered his head and saw Xiao Mantou lying on his body and drooling, a pair of glass ball-like eyes wide open and looking at him curiously, his mood moved slightly, he hugged him for the first time, and gave him a light kiss Printed on his soft face.

"Da da……"

Xiao Mantou grinned, as if feeling that his father was finally willing to get close to him, he was so happy that he could hardly close his mouth from ear to ear.

"Little thing..." Ling Qiyou pinched his face helplessly, and finally a faint smile appeared on the corners of his raised lips unconsciously.

☆, hunting

Thirty miles away from the Li Palace in the western suburbs of the capital is a natural pasture, which is also a royal paddock. The Dasheng Dynasty is a country that advocates force. The founding emperor Taizu was especially keen on riding, shooting and hunting. People come here, set up bows and arrows, ride horses and gallop, and they will not go back after three or two days. This kind of tradition has been passed down, and it is still the same when it comes to Ling Qiyou, although in fact he himself does not agree with it. Not much interest.

Ling Qiyou was weak and sickly since he was a child. He almost couldn't support himself when he was a child. He couldn't use his strength to use his hands. He couldn't learn to dance swords, ride horses and shoot hunting. He couldn't be the crown prince either. Later, in preparation for raising troops to save his mother, he swallowed the medicine that the clown gave him to change his body constitution, and only then did he start to get in touch with these things. Most of them were taught by Xiao Chuqian. Nowadays, although they are not as good as those brave generals, they can still bluff a lot of people by putting on a posture.

After the beginning of spring, Ling Qiyou ordered to go hunting in the paddocks in the western suburbs. Naturally, he also brought the three feudal lords who had been staying in the capital with him. In the final analysis, I also wanted to show Ling Jing the majesty of the Gyeonggi garrison, so as to frighten them.

For Ling Qiyou's thoughts, Ling Jing knew it well and just laughed it off. He has been in Beijing for half a month, and he has not done anything extraordinary except traveling around. The previous assassination, although Xu Guo His uncle tried his best to encourage Ling Qiyou to make things difficult for him, but in the end, Ling Qiyou and the assassins from the Southern Barbarian Kingdom closed the case without implicating him in the slightest.

The Southern Barbarian Kingdom in southern Xinjiang has always been at odds with the Dasheng Dynasty. Since it was defeated by the Dasheng Dynasty seven years ago and ceded twelve cities to compensate for the defeat, it has only been able to do this kind of trick in private these years. It's a lot more peaceful. Of course, it's impossible for them to die and covet the Dacheng Dynasty. This battle will still be fought sooner or later, but obviously, Ling Qiyou has just ascended the throne, and the internal governance is not fair. It will definitely not be at this time. Take the initiative to attack, even if you are assassinated by an assassin sent by the other party, in the end, you just send a border official to send a warning letter, and that's all.

Compared with Ling Jing, Ling Chen and Ling Jue are both keen on being arty, and the other is a typical romantic dude, with fewer fiefdoms, still young, and no one else.