What kind of bad thoughts can Mr. Xiao have?

Chapter 31 Chapter 31
"That's all the food I used, Xiao Qi, why don't you thank me?"

The word "en" was bitten by her especially hard, Xiao Qi's head buzzed, but his trembling lips couldn't utter a word.

Her face is close at hand, as long as... as long as he raises his head a little, he can kiss her lips.But it is a supreme honor for a master to give food to a slave, and he should kowtow to thank him according to the rules.

Kowtow?Was he going to get away from her, and instead kiss the cold stone floor with his forehead?

He was a little dizzy before he remembered that he hadn't been breathing.

Wei Huaien's breath intertwined with his panting, and he heard himself say in a hoarse voice:
"Slave...thank you for your grace..."

Her lips opened and closed, and she had already touched Wei Huai'en's lips. She was happy to use herself as a bait to lure the fish to the bait, and saw his unquenchable desire against the rules that a servant should always maintain.

It is this kind of Xiao Qi that makes her like him, the rules of the palace are engraved in his every action like a brand, but she found him among countless marionettes shaped by the deep palace, and raised him with her own hands. His desire and aura.

He is hers.Unique and absolutely loyal.

She covered Xiao Qi's lips, but kissed the corners of his slightly flushed eyes.His phoenix pupils are slanted, and she is naturally attractive, she has always liked it.

"Don't kick stones next time, do you hear me?"

Xiao Qi nodded his head like pounding garlic.

"Don't even tell me the truth."

Xiao Qi rolled his eyes, blinked quickly, and nodded hurriedly.

"good."

Wei Huaien smiled and let go of his hand covering his lips.

"Wynn..."

Seeing her back away, Xiao Qi called out to her anxiously, but got stuck when she looked at him.

He still wanted to kiss her, but how could he open his mouth?
"What else is there? The water mirror should be packed soon, we should go."

Wei Huai'en supported his arm to make him stand up, ignored his hesitation, brushed off the fallen flowers on his shoulders and walked out slowly.

Xiao Qi had no choice but to rub his face, peeling off the touch of her palms, so as to wake up and no longer be full of things that shouldn't be in his mind, and then quickly walked a few steps behind her, and helped her into the carriage.

"Xiao Qi, why don't you come in? The deputy commander will be my guard, and I will be buried in the words of the officer tomorrow."

When he was about to lead his horse, Wei Huai'en lifted the curtain and hooked his hands at him, his eyes full of cunning.

"Yes!"

Xiao Qi jumped onto the carriage, and the black official robe disappeared into the red curtain in a flash.

Shuijing pulled Raqiuer:
"Come with me in the carriage at the back, it is enough for master to have Mr. Xiao serve you."

Li Kong Mansion.

"Little madam, my lord sent someone to report that I won't be coming back for dinner tonight." The maid announced loudly outside Meng Keshu's room.

"Understood." Meng Keshu pushed open the window, "Then pass the meal on."

"Yes, Madam, wait a moment."

Seeing that she had left the moon gate, Meng Keshu picked up the thin chain at his feet and stood up from the piano table under the window.

Wrapping the chain round and round her hands, she walked to the bed where the chain was connected, and covered the humiliating evidence of her prisoner status with her sleeves and skirt.

After the unsuspecting maids put the food on the table according to her instructions and left, she measured the distance step by step like a thief, let go of the chain on the ground silently, walked to the table and sat down .

There are still many thin chains left in her hand, Li Kong allowed her to go to the yard to breathe.

But how could she want to be seen like this.

No servant could enter her room unless necessary, and she could only rely on this self-deception to comfort her self-esteem, because she could no longer bear the eyes of others.

What's wrong with calling her "little lady", she is very clear about her identity, she is his caged bird, and what kind of wife is she.

Tears fell into the rice unconsciously, and Meng Keshu swallowed numbly without realizing it.

She wasn't hungry, but she couldn't put down her chopsticks casually, because that person would definitely ask her what she did and how much she ate that day, and she didn't want to give him any chance to go crazy.

So she finally finished her six-cent meal, then picked up the chain and went back to the bed, and after the maid came to ask her again, she cleaned up the dining table.

The candles were brightly lit, and she went to the piano case again, wiping the spotless guqin.

She no longer wants to play the piano, but only this kind of behavior can keep her fragile and calm, and not be driven crazy by him.

After Li Kong got off the yamen, he turned to Fangshi as usual to buy some novelty gadgets for Meng Keshu.

Even if he either gave it to her directly, or put it in her room without showing his face, or let his servants send it over every time, it would not change the fact that she threw it away, and he still insisted on this habit.

It's like, every day, you can give Little Moon a chance to smack him hard, but he won't get revenge in other ways.

He always felt that his body and soul were separated. After abandoning his status as a male favorite, he walked alone in the midst of intrigues, and he was able to find a trace of stability from those experiences that he wanted to be completely forgotten.

People are so cheap.

When Israel served others, he hated that he had no freedom, hated that he could not control his emotions and anger, and hated that he was just a tool for others to vent.Now he is also the dignified Xuanyu Sijun, but he doesn't know where to rest under the howling setting sun.

Li Kong understood Meng Keshu's state of mind very well, but the love and possessiveness in his heart were too strong, so that whenever he faced her, he would lose control because of any trivial matter.

From love comes sorrow, from love comes fear.

Maybe it was because he was too eager to pull Meng Keshu into his cage before he found himself, so that she was like a wedge inserted between the old me and the new me, reminding me all the time. Looking at the pain that he couldn't love because of his status in the past.

Only when he was away from Meng Keshu's side, could he pretend that all those sarcastic remarks and imprisoning injuries did not exist.

Only then can she let herself fantasize about whether she will be happy seeing this beautiful clay figurine at the stall in the busy city, and fantasize about returning to the mansion where he has never felt a sense of belonging, and there will still be a little moon waiting for her. He goes home for dinner.

No one could see the growing love in his heart, and even after experiencing his madness and her resentment, his feelings not only did not dissipate because of the disappointment that things didn't go as planned, but became deeper and deeper, and together with that wedge, they were nailed into him. In flesh and blood, inseparable.

This love started out absurdly, how will it end?
No one can give Li Kong guidance, and it is difficult for him to tell anyone about this dead game.

No, there is actually one person.Although he is already a dead man.

At a certain moment, he saw the crazy self in Xiaoyue's panicked eyes, and that expression was so familiar that he ran away from Xiaoyue in a panic.

Yan Weiguang.

Unexpectedly, one day he, he actually felt pity for that person.

Just because he was stuck in the mud, he couldn't find a complete self to face the little moon, so that he had no choice but to imprison her by his side.

What about Yan Weiguang?Does that person also feel lonely because Yingying Yanyan, who is imprisoned in his backyard, all resent him and hate him?
Why did I think of him again.

Li Kong shook his head, and rode his horse back on the way home.Even though time keeps moving forward, allowing him to recall the past with peace of mind, he still doesn't want to think about that person.

Still feel sick.

He'd better take pity on himself, like a poor bastard whose head has been smashed in a predicament.

Since returning home from a mid-autumn night tour, Little Moon almost sneaked into the turbulent crowd while he was not paying attention, so he asked a craftsman to make a longer chain and locked her firmly at home.

This is not right, his new me is hanging high in the air, watching the twisted old me kneeling on the ground, letting Little Moon cry and kick, and indifferently grabbing her ankle and buckling the chain.

But the new me couldn't say a harsh word to the old me who was in constant panic.

The old me will always prevail:

"I'm a rotten person! I'm a rotten person that she will never fall in love with! If that's the case, then lock her by your side every day, and she will always be ours! Don't you want it? Don't you enjoy it? Don't Stop me!"

The new I can only stand quietly, sigh and shake my head:

"We can't do this to her, why not try my way?"

At this time, he will firmly stand on the side of the old self and loudly resist:
"Impossible! She can't know, she can't know, she can't know!"

The wedge should be pulled out, and after the bloody wound really heals, it should be re-embedded in his new flesh and blood.Instead of being stirred into the rotten sores that cannot be healed, and suffering the insult and suffering for no reason.

But he was very afraid, afraid that after she saw his rotten sores, she would no longer want to be entangled with his fate, and even more afraid that after she saw his fragile and dirty inside, she would mercilessly treat the healing wound again. Poke it to pieces.

Love is such a terrifying double-edged sword, even if Li Kong curses and scolds himself with the most vicious words in his heart, he is still afraid that Meng Keshu's light eyes and words will make all his drills come to naught.

People who care more can easily hurt their vitals.

Don't think any more, Li Kong.Got home.

The servant guarding the door saw him and rushed to meet him.

Li Kong's confusion and self-abandonment that would only be revealed when no one is there are covered by ice and snow, because he knows that only a cool face can make his face no one dares to offend.

Suddenly a call came from behind: "Lord Sijun, stay!"

Li Kong turned his head and recognized the King Duan's guard clothes on the visitor.

"What's the matter?"

"My Highness invites you to come to the house tonight for a talk."

"understood."

Li Kong lightly clamped the horse's belly, planning to go back home and change into regular clothes before going out.

"grown ups!"

The man stretched out his arms to stop him.

"Your Highness, please go over immediately without changing clothes."

Li Kong's fingers holding the rein circled a few times and then let go, looked at the dark sky, turned his head and told the servant:

"Tell the little lady that you don't have to wait for me tonight."

Then, ignoring the guards of the palace, he rode his horse towards Duanwang's palace.

On the way to Beijing.

The carriage back to Beijing was inevitably bumpy, but it didn't make Wei Huai'en feel any discomfort at all.

Xiao Qi paid attention to all her expenses, the carriage was covered with thick leather and cushioned underneath, even if she wanted to sleep, she would not be disturbed by the advancing carriage.

She did fall asleep, too.

It's just that she hugged the pillow, turned over in her sleep, and put the pillow on Xiao Qi's lap.

Xiao Qi, who was kneeling, wanted to lean on the wall of the carriage to loosen her legs, but was forced to maintain her position, for fear of disturbing her lucid dream.

He knew that she would not sleep so soundly at this time. Thinking about it, she hadn't had a good rest in the past few days when she was about to leave Huang'en Temple.

Xiao Qi thinks that he knows a lot about Wei Huai'en, Wei Huai'en will definitely calculate everything before acting, even if it is absolutely impossible to happen, she has to spend her time to prepare.

Then when everything goes according to her plan, she will completely relax and let the enemy see her carefree and helpless.

Thinking of this, Xiao Qi showed a helpless and pampering smile, and stretched out his hand to pull out the hairpin from her head, letting her black hair fall all over her knees.

Wei Huai'en once said that she liked the little civet cat in the former empress's palace, but it was a pity that she disappeared after the former empress passed away.

But Xiao Qi felt that Wei Huai'en, who was huddled into a ball and sleeping in the dark at the moment, was a mature cat, who was alert and vigilant outside, and moved after making a plan, but when he arrived at a familiar place, he turned his belly lazily towards him.

He wanted to touch her face, but he stretched his hand a little to the side of her face, and then stopped.

He felt that he shouldn't touch her while she was asleep, but when the carriage turned a corner, Wei Huai'en couldn't help but want to roll under his knees, now Xiao Qi bent down and grabbed her into his arms, protecting her Don't be shaken awake.

"Ugh."

Xiao Qi sighed inwardly, relaxing his body so that she could lie down more comfortably.He knew that Wei Huai'en would not feel uncomfortable even if he lay on the thick leather, but he subconsciously didn't want her to leave his side.

He quickly found a reason for himself to presume: it was His Highness who leaned over first.

That's it, the most loyal servant should not refuse any request from the master, even in a dream.

He even continued to delusional with this thought: Is the master also instinctively looking for him in his sleep?

What to do, he doesn't want to go back to Xuan Yu Division.

Wei Huaien slept on his waist and abdomen. He was half lying down, with his long legs bent and stretched, trying his best to resist the shaking of the carriage, so that she could sleep soundly.

But this section of road always has an end. At the gate of the palace, Shui Jing knocked on the car door from outside:
"Your Highness, it's time to get off."

The car door was pushed open, but it was Xiao Qi who poked his head out first:

"Shh."

Shui Jing cast a questioning look, but saw Xiao Qi carefully holding the sleeping Wei Huai'en out of the carriage.

It was getting late, and a group of people walked slowly towards Qingluan Palace with lanterns.

Wei Huai'en woke up halfway, but still hugged Xiao Qi's neck tightly and buried his head in front of his chest, unwilling to get off.Xiao Qi's steady pace paused for a moment, then he quietly hooked the corners of his mouth and continued on his way.

Witnessing this lawsuit, Shui Jing stretched out the lantern without showing any signs of expression, just enough to illuminate Xiao Qi's way forward without being seen by His Highness.

Whether it is good or not, Shui Jing feels that she is not qualified to make irresponsible remarks about her master's affairs, but as long as her master is happy, she is fine with everything.

Tonight is bound to be a restless night.

The prince's party quietly passed on the news, some people were loyal and willing to support Princess Jiarou to maintain the position of the prince, or some people were moved and set their sights on the obviously healthier and already married Prince Duan.

Even Emperor Yonghe himself lay down on the bed with his clothes on, standing in the quiet night for a long time, thinking about something.

Eunuch Le got the news that King Duan had met the officials at night just after he lifted the confinement in the afternoon, so he carefully opened his mouth to report.Emperor Yonghe nodded:
"Let him go."

This year is the 20th year of Yonghe. The emperor in his prime seems to have suddenly let go of his desire for power, or he has truly realized the true meaning of power. He no longer has the spirit to attend court meetings and meet his courtiers. He was ordered to enter the palace and report the affairs of the court.

It was also the year when His Royal Highness Jiarou finally appeared in the history books of later generations.

Xuan Yusi acted as the eyes and ears of the emperor. After purging a few officials who had gone too far, everyone in the civil and military courts of the Manchu Dynasty was in danger, even more diligent than the years when Emperor Yonghe worked conscientiously as a council member.

The excerpts for impeaching Xuan Yusi flew into Ouchi like snowflakes, but there was no reply.

Therefore, no one dared to intervene in the government affairs of Wei Huai'en anymore, because they found that Wei Huai'en's people, as long as they did not make excessive mistakes, could be protected by her, even Xuan Yusi did not dare to be domineering and domineering to Princess Jiarou.

Within a few years, Princess Jiarou's power was so powerful that even King Duan had to avoid it.

The argument with Yu Taifu that year seemed to be a prophecy.She can't behave like a gentleman, even if she occupies half of Xuanyu Division, even if her actions are suspected of viciousness, she is useful enough, enough for her to stand among the princes of Yanyan as a woman.

In the 23rd year of Yonghe, Wei Huaike, the third son of the emperor, was named King Rong.

　I really want to tell Xiao Qi, don’t love me too much hahahahahahaha

　　didn't see

　　Then, after time Dafa, the little princess will be gone, finally!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)