What kind of bad thoughts can Mr. Xiao have?

Chapter 8
Xiao Qi knelt on the ground: "The status of a slave is low, and he doesn't deserve to be treated like this by his master. Even if the master is different from ordinary women, he shouldn't get too close to an eunuch. Please master... treat the slave like a cow or a horse."

He said the words anyway, saying goodbye to the touches and kisses in this self-deprecating way.

Xiao Qi's back trembled slightly, and for the first time he completely accepted his identity as a humble eunuch.

The arrogance and unyielding in him are the only torches left to support him. Wei Huai'en once saved him when they were about to be extinguished, and left hope in his soul.

But at this moment, when he heard that Wei Huai'en had never underestimated the eunuchs, and even sympathized with them and understood them, he could no longer justify his obsession and conspiracy. He didn't deserve any pity from her.

Xiao Qi thought that he was different from other eunuchs, that he was naturally superior to those eunuchs because he never underestimated himself.But he also had delusions that eunuchs shouldn't have.

Even if you just think about it in your heart, it is disrespectful to the master.

How much he wished that he was an ordinary servant who would not think of anything but serving.In this way, he will never know that he is not worthy, nor will he be pressed in the mud by guilt and self-blame, and he will no longer have the courage to look up to her.

There are many muscles and bones between the two awakened hearts. He didn't know that the reason why he drew his whole body and mind towards Wei Huai'en was that like attracts each other. He thought it was mud that could not see the bright moon, so he even swallowed the moonlight she shed. try it all.

The master doesn't understand love, so naturally he should let Shui Jing or other female officials teach him.

What is he?
What is he.

"But you are different from others? You are the one I pulled up with my own hands."

Wei Huaien wanted to touch his earlobe, but Xiao Qi turned his head away for the first time.

"Please don't dirty your hands, master."

He knelt down on the ground, made a big salute, and repeated through gritted teeth: "Slave, I don't deserve it."

Wei Huai'en stared at his back for a long while, then withdrew his hand that wanted to hold him.

"Get up, I still have a lot of things to tell you to do."

Forget it, I thought he was different, it seemed that he was also a guy whose brains were spoiled by etiquette and respect.

At this time, the connection beyond the master and servant was built by trying the intimacy that shouldn't be there, and it was so fragile at this time.

But Wei Huai'en will not be troubled by these irrelevant feelings, she has many ideas and many plans, in this empty East Palace, Xiao Qi is always easier to use than others.

"The master wants the slave to assign the general?"

After listening to Wei Huai'en's whole plan, Xiao Qi was still frightened by her boldness and couldn't digest it for a while, but he quickly recovered his expression, remembered every word of her in his heart, and said seriously: "The servant obeys."

Wei Huai'en didn't care what kind of plan she had just said, and even including the emperor in the calculation didn't make her panic.

Her hair was almost dry, she waved her hand to let Xiao Qi back down.

"Then you go and prepare. There should be an edict tomorrow, and there will be no vigil tonight."

After Xiao Qi knelt on the ground and watched Wei Huai'en's back lying in the tent, he worriedly checked the covered windows again.

Most of the candles were blown out by him, but he calculated the remaining few to leave enough lamp oil to burn until dawn.

He seemed unable to sleep, but his master had another confrontation tomorrow.

With light footsteps, the bedroom door didn't even make an extra sound, and he left like a breeze.

This kind of relationship is also good, he can kneel behind her, deal with the secret affairs completely, and like tonight, take care of her life properly with ulterior admiration.

It's just right so far, and it's not allowed and can't go any further.If she still turns around and reaches out to him, he will be burned to ashes by the ecstasy he shouldn't have.

He needs to remember who he is.

The emperor, Marquis Yan Weiguang of Dingyuan, Duan Wang Wei Huairen, Eunuch Le, every minister from top to bottom in the court, as well as his uncle, Jiang Jue, the general of Zhenxi, and Xiao Qi. It's gone through my mind countless times.

Even in her dream, she was still grabbing this intricate net and trying to salvage her calm-looking brother who was submerged in the water.

"Who the hell, who killed you?"

The palace was quiet, but it was able to suppress her sleep talk and not let it out to the outside.

The candles flickered on and off, burning the unwillingness and obsession of the living into clear smoke.

There are some words that only ghosts can know.

Dingyuanhoufu.

Yan Weiguang sat in front of the desk, pinched the express letter from the palace, and read it back and forth several times.

"Uncle, the prince really doesn't pursue this matter?"

Duan Wang sat beside the tea table, holding an empty teacup hanging over the table and lighting it, his eyes full of suspicion and irritability.

It has been done twice, once when my uncle swore that the prince would "unfortunately" die of a stray arrow during the spring hunt, and once after the prince was attacked by the court a few days ago, my uncle sent a letter saying that the prince was digging his own grave.

But every time he believed it was true and laid out the money and contacts according to his uncle's arrangement, Wei Huaide was like a rabbit, who had already stepped into the trap with half his foot, but always escaped without a trace the moment before the net was closed.

Not only let all their preparations be in vain, but also be careful to finish the traces of the party.

"Is there really nothing to do with him?"

"Your Highness, why worry?"

Yan Weiguang went to the tea table and poured him a cup of tea himself.

"In the past, we were the ones who paid all our attention to the prince, thinking that your second younger sister was just playing around. But now, it seems that during the three months when the prince was not in the capital, she has not been idle at all."

"Jiarou? Hasn't she been praying for blessings at the Emperor Temple all the time?"

Duan Wang frowned and took a sip of his tea.

"What waves can she turn over?"

"No."

Yan Weiguang sat down on the other side of the table.

"After the crown prince returned to Beijing, he changed his usual method of being gentle. First, he sent the assassin directly to Lu Zhong for investigation, and then he took the list of ministers who had banquets with me and beat all the prefectures.

To this day, he dared to propose the establishment of the Xuanyu Division, which has the power to supervise the clan and officials, and also used Jiang Jue's Huwei and the Qizi eunuch.I don't believe that the prince could have come up with such a trick of stepping on his heart every step of the way.

Sure enough, I heard that Taifu Yu had a big quarrel with the crown prince after the court meeting, and he also mentioned Princess Jiarou. "

"So what, even if Jiarou came up with these strategies, don't we still have to deal with the prince wholeheartedly?"

Duan Wang really didn't understand why Yan Weiguang talked about Wei Huai'en.

"In the past, neither the crown prince nor His Royal Highness had a biological mother, and in the harem we can rely on the current empress, which is already much better than the crown prince.

But Princess Jiarou has always been favored, and now she is also participating in the prince's think tank, which is much more useful than the queen who has only seen her face for a long time. "

"But... Jiarou is back in the palace now, we don't have a chance to attack..."

"Your Highness is thinking left again."

Yan Weiguang interrupted him.

"It's just a princess, why bother to dirty your hands? Princess Jiarou is old enough, so the marriage should be controlled by the queen?

The courtiers who served on our side have many children and grandchildren of the right age. After she gets married, there are plenty of ways to keep her in the back house.

Besides, hasn't the prince always loved this sister? "

The eyes meet, and the unfinished words are well understood.Duan Wang stood up and brushed his robe.

"Thank you, uncle, for your suggestion today."

"Don't dare. Your Highness, it's inconvenient for you to take action now, so why not take advantage of this time to hide your strength and bide your time. The days are still long, and I will definitely clear the way for Your Highness."

After seeing off King Duan, the warmth on Yan Weiguang's face suddenly dissipated.The meticulous skirt was torn loose by him, and the whole person sat reclined on the grand master's chair, shouting irritably.

"Where are people? Come in!"

The servants who hid outside the yard because of the secret conversation of the master immediately returned to their respective positions in silence, for fear that something might go wrong and hinder the master's eyes.

Yan Weiguang frowned and thought about countermeasures, but Xuan Yusi was handed over to Eunuch Le by the emperor, and the people inside were all soldiers brought back by Jiang Jue from the Northwest battlefield, so he couldn't think of where to intervene for a while. .

He really hoped that the crown prince was the biological child of the eldest sister who died early. Prince Duan was stupid and poisonous, and could do nothing but kill people.

Even with him, I feel irritable every day, I hear the word "kill" too much, and I feel in the way when I see these useless people.

"You, go and call Li Kong over."

The table was full of letters to deal with, and after reading too many densely packed words, they all became a mess in front of my eyes.Yan Weiguang casually pointed out a servant to go to the backyard to find someone, then propped his temples against the back of the chair and closed his eyes for a nap.

"My lord, the master asked you to go to the study."

The servants ran all the way to an empty courtyard in the backyard that did not seem to be inhabited. The young man whose clothes were torn by Yan Weiguang in the early morning when the prince returned to Beijing was adjusting the strings in the shadow of a tree.

"I know, it's over."

Li Kong carried the qin back into the room, and when he wanted to change out of the green robe that had been washed to whitish, he thought of something, first found a piece of cotton clothes to cover the qin, and then turned around and changed with peace of mind. Put on a brocade dress with exquisite stitching and vivid green bamboo embroidery.

He's going to see him again.

Li Kong felt bitter and unspeakable, after changing his clothes, every movement was numb.When the servants came out of the moon gate, he looked back at the closed door, his gaze seemed to be able to penetrate everything, and he saw the qin.

"Young master's piano sounds like bamboo waves and thousands of mountains. Can you play another song?"

"Sorry, sorry, I got so close to you in a moment of excitement. But your piano sound is so deserted, why...why do you hate yourself?"

"Hey, I still don't know what the son's name is?"

In the empty mountain, under the small pavilion, the lady who understands the sound of his piano and even touched the strings of his piano does not need to know how lowly he is.

"master."

Li Kong put away the sadness in his heart before entering the door: "You look for me."

Yan Weiguang still closed his eyes, and clicked on the desk.Li Kong walked forward, and the last servant behind him closed the study door tightly.

　Li Kong doesn't love Yan Weiguang at all, Yan Weiguang will die after ten chapters, not BL
　　
　
(End of this chapter)