What kind of bad thoughts can Mr. Xiao have?

Chapter 15 Chapter [-]

However, Wei Huai'en didn't feel that there was anything wrong at all, and even dangled his toes without shoes and socks on the road, while grabbing his hard-worked chest muscles with one hand.

"The people in Xuanyu Division are just different. I have long thought that you are a lot stronger, and looking at it now, you really are, not bad."

Xiao Qi straightened his chest and walked steadily with every step, trying to keep this short journey in his heart.

With him around, she can be barefoot for the rest of her life, and he is willing to be her legs.

But later, Ming Feng will go with him to pick out some rolls of carpets in the warehouse.

In this way, when he is not around, he will not assign this errand to others.

Wei Huai'en wanted to write an apology personally, and first charged the emperor with the crime of laxity, so that Xiao Qi could get out of this matter.

Only in this way can it be logical that the emperor will not suspect whether Xuan Yusi has other secrets in concealing the evil of the Mingzhou government order.

Otherwise, even if it is for Xuan Yusi to continue to be the most loyal eagle dog under the emperor, no matter how useful Xiao Qi is, he will be slowly removed as a stain.

No matter from which side to speculate on Shangyi, Wei Huai'en must protect the people under his command.

At this moment, she jumped down from Xiao Qi's arms and stood by the desk, her ink-stained pen was fluent, and she finished writing this note of confession in a short time.

Seeing her stop writing, Xiao Qi picked up the booklet and carefully dried the ink on it, put it away, and asked Wei Huai'en how to arrange it with his eyes.

Wei Huaien drew a line on his smooth face with the remaining ink on the brush, and said with a bit of anger:

"If you don't call your good apprentice Ming Feng to come over and present this booklet, if my father rests later, you will really be hopeless."

At night, the floor tiles were cold, she sat in a chair with her legs crossed and stabbed him with words:

"Now I'm going to spend a few days thinking about it in the East Palace again, and I won't be able to go to court. Xiao Qi, please let me save myself. Next time this kind of thing happens again, I don't want to save you."

Xiao Qi went to the door and told Ming Feng the booklet, and came back with his head down, kneeling beside Wei Huai'en's chair, took out a brand new cloth towel from his arms, picked up her feet and wiped them for her.

Even if he knew that the palace servants would do their best to never let the prince's study be dusty.

It's just that after he witnessed Wei Huaien's words earnestly protecting him and half of Xuan Yusi behind him, he didn't know what else he could do to justify his own cleverness to satisfy her.

Master should be angry.

He always makes things difficult for his master. Whenever he thinks he can share his master's worries, he doesn't know that he can also create a bigger mess.

The master said before that the struggle for power in the court was no higher than the intrigues he saw in the harem, but he had never climbed to such a high position before.

So when he dealt with these things, he still couldn't take it lightly like his master.

He didn't realize until today that the master has been soaking in such a world of intrigue and deceit step by step to get to where he is today.

So... he was always so far away.

What should he do, what should he do to catch up with her who is so far away?

"Don't wipe it, I'm not dirty at all."

Wei Huai'en couldn't get used to the cool touch of his ankles held by his fingers, and Xiao Qi's lower body temperature compared to hers gave her inexplicable goosebumps.

She straightened her legs and sat under her, intending to let him carry her back again.

"Huh? Are you crying?"

Wei Huai'en suddenly heard his breathing become depressed, and hurriedly cupped his face.

The water mist in Xiao Qi's eye sockets was shaken out when he raised his head, wet his eyelashes, and made his always sullen face look extremely fragile.

Her heart felt poked by something, the little hesitation accumulated just now because of Xiao Qi's concealment and self-assertion disappeared, and was replaced by a panic that could not respond.

Xiao Qi was tall and tall, and this was even more obvious when Wei Huai'en got off his chair and knelt in front of him.

"Master, get up quickly, the ground is cold!"

Xiao Qi's voice was bitter, he held her arm and wanted to send her back to the chair.

But Wei Huai'en raised his head and approached him, and wiped away the tears on his face little by little with his sleeve.

"I just said a few words to you, and you just cried like this. Shui Jing and the others always did wrong things in the past, and I don't see anyone like you who can't say a single harsh word."

Xiao Qi didn't know that Wei Huai'en used to use this method to comfort his elder brother who was reprimanded by his husband or father.

But the master who was so high in the past and even almost took his life away, now spoke to him softly in the shadow of the desk.

She was looking up at him, like a kind little girl at this age who should have been carefree.

"Xiao Qi has been entrusted by his master."

He squeezed a few more tears out, relying on her unwillingness to keep her gaze on his face.

"There won't be a next time, Xiao Qi won't embarrass the master again."

"You said you won't, so you won't?"

Wei Huaien smiled and shook his head, not believing what he said.

"I just hope that you can discuss with me more in the future. Some things are just a few reprimands for me. At most, Duan Wang and the others can take advantage of the problem and be proud of it for a while. But for you..."

A hug happened naturally.

Perhaps it was because the two of them were crowded behind the desk, there was no skylight or candlelight, and they could only see Xiao Qi's eyes washed with water. Wei Huai'en was involuntarily driven by this impulse, and stepped forward to wrap his arms around his neck, letting himself stick on the his chest.

"Plop, plop, plop..."

Xiao Qi's heartbeat beat against her ears, and she continued the second half of the sentence in this rare relaxed atmosphere where she could empty her mind and only follow her own heart.

"But for you, if it is light, you will be driven out of Xuan Yusi, and if it is severe, you will be beheaded. At that time, no matter how beautiful you cry, I will not be able to save you."

Xiao Qi's hand slowly touched her shoulder, as if considering whether she would feel that he was presumptuous, he tentatively tightened his strength.

He bowed slightly, blocking the last candlelight that Wei Huai'en could see, and hugged her tightly for the first time in the darkness under the desk.

"Slave, you don't deserve to be treated like this by your master."

"Well, you are not worthy."

There was a faint fragrance in Xiao Qi's arms, which was somewhat familiar, but Wei Huai'en couldn't remember where he had smelled it.

But he, his embrace and breath always make her get used to it and feel at ease.

"But I don't know why, I always feel that you are very similar to me. So, don't let me down."

"Slaves keep this in mind."

If you only listen to the whispers under the desk, you will be so respectful and absolutely correct that you can't find any faults.

But no one knew that the former Princess Jiarou was embracing the deputy commander of Xuanyu Division who she pulled up with her hand.

It doesn't always seem like two people need to be whole personalities to be in love, and some premise is a luxury in itself for others.

Wei Huai'en didn't do it before, won't do it now, and probably won't choose a partner according to secular standards in the future, because power is a treasure she's been seeking all her life, and she won't allow it to be shared with anyone.

Not to mention who she would use her in-laws as a bargaining chip in order to unite, that set was only useful to men, she had long seen through that as long as a woman had the title of "wife", she would no longer be able to resist the fate of becoming a vassal.

So she scoffed at this theory.

She can sit in a big position by herself, and she is her own glory.

There are too many ambitions and pride in her personality, like a fruit full of thorns, she doesn't believe in anyone except herself.

But Xiao Qi has never been the same.

He is her confidant, so he will only carry out her orders;
He is a registered eunuch, so she doesn't worry about his ability to change his mind;
He is the deputy envoy of Xuan Yu Division, so she can use him as her eyes and ears;

He knew the secret of her pretending to be the prince, so she didn't have to hide herself from him.

She knows that he likes her, although she still can't understand this feeling, it doesn't prevent her from feeling pleasure from his admiration.

There are many reasons, and Wei Huai'en can find countless reasons to prove that she can get close to Xiao Qi like this.

People like her have always used etiquette, justice, integrity and shame when they are useful, and can always find a suitable reason for herself to make everything she does reasonable.

But today she didn't want to explain anything, and now she found an excuse for her inexplicable boredom when she found Xiao Qi silently guessing that her preferences changed the layout of the bedroom and courtyard during the day.

She thought that her heart could be hardened to the end, so that she would not have any weaknesses.

However, if you only need to rely on one person occasionally, it is not impossible to rely on Xiao Qi occasionally to make your life happier.

"Xiao Qi, I'm tired, please carry me back."

"Yes, master."

Xiao Qi held up her waist and legs in this posture, and stood up carefully to prevent the edge of the table from bumping into the person in his arms.

Along the way, the palace people turned a blind eye to all of this.

When he arrived at the bedroom, Xiao Qi put Wei Huai'en on the bed, and retreated relentlessly as if those intimacy had never happened before.

After seeing his respectful expression, Wei Huai'en closed his eyes in peace.

She thought Xiao Qi was very sensible, and she didn't think that after this hug, she would allow him to overstep his duty.

Maybe only this kind of absolute control and indifferent relationship can make her feel at ease. She doesn't need too much emotion as a burden, and it will only affect her affairs.

She didn't even need a subordinate who was dazzled by emotion, that would only ruin the arrangement she had made so hard to get to today.

This is very good, when she wants to rely on, he can give her tenderness.

When she doesn't need him, he is her most loyal servant.

She knew that if she wanted to win people's hearts, she had to use gold and silver, or power, or affection.

If her intimacy is used as a condition to exchange Xiao Qi's determination, she thinks it is the most cost-effective deal.

Before falling asleep, she smelled the vague fragrance of Xiao Qi's body again, but it was much more complicated than that smell.

Xiao Qi let go of the fist that was about to clenched blood on her palm after her breathing became stable.

He slowly raised his head, unscrupulously through the hazy curtain, and approached Wei Huai'en step by step.

　Dependence is the beginning of everything, Wei Huai'en

　　
　
(End of this chapter)