Blue Book Tribulation Phoenix

Chapter 50

The light near the dragon bed was very dim, and Qing Shu was sure that Wuji didn't see himself clearly.But warming the bed means warming the bed?

Wuji knew that Qing Shu was a little afraid of sharing the same bed with him now, so he coaxed him and said, "Go to sleep first, and I'll call you later, there is a small room outside for the night watch maids to sleep in. Don't worry , although I am interested in you, I will not attack the court ladies at will." But for my concubine, then——

Qing Shu half-believes his words. "What do you mean by waiting?"

"Although I have received the Prince of Persia and others for a day, I am also very tired, but I still have to deal with the memorials sent by the ministers. Someone once taught me that today's affairs are completed today, and everything should not be delayed."

This sentence made Qing Shu tremble in his heart. It was what he said most often. When he lived together, he often stayed up late to deal with Wudang affairs. Every time Wuji asked him, he always answered with this sentence , I didn't expect Wuji to still remember it now.

Wuji blew out all the lights near the dragon bed, and then closed the screen so that the light in the outer hall would not wake up the blue book.

Through the gap in the screen, seeing Wuji seriously approving the memorial with the lamp on, Qing Shu felt a little shaken in his heart: "He seems to be a good emperor."

Shaking his head, what can he do if he just does a good job in political affairs, I don't know how many innocent daughters of good families have been harmed.Whether he is diligent in political affairs or licentious and immoral, it has nothing to do with him. It is only serious to find out the antidote by himself.

Knowing that Wuji used to keep all kinds of antidote within easy reach, Qing Shu moved the pillow and fumbled back and forth at the head of the bed in the dark.Suddenly, he felt a bulge and wondered, maybe it was a mechanism for hiding things?Probably what I'm looking for is in there.

I made up my mind and pressed it down, and a puff of smoke came out.Qing Shu felt a little confused, and slowly slipped and fell on the bed, Oops, Oops...

Wuji heard the sound of Qing Shu's head hitting the head of the bed, and put down his pen.The senior brother really refused to be honest, presumably he touched the organ on his bedside.

Wuji walked around the screen, picked up Qingshu and put it down again, let him rest on the pillow, so that he could sleep more comfortably.After covering him with the quilt, he went back to work again.

Back then I couldn't sleep at night, so I installed this mechanism on the dragon bed, which contained medicines that would help people sleep without harming the body, but I didn't expect that it would be used by Qingshu today.He probably hasn't slept well for many days, let him have a good rest.

Looking at Lei Gao's memorial, Wuji sighed and read each book carefully.Although the throne is envied by everyone, this dragon chair is not easy to sit on.Now it seems to be more tiring than the days of fighting on the battlefield. The heavier the responsibility on the shoulders, the more careful planning is, and I have to be responsible for the common people in this world.

When the last memorial was finished, it was already ugly time, and in two hours he would have to go to the Shang Dynasty.

Stretching his waist to relax his muscles and bones, Wuji walked to the dragon bed, knowing that Qingshu was already fast asleep.The ricotta on the bedside to help him fall asleep was cold, but there was a better 'medicine' tonight.Pushing back Qing Shu's hair, Wuji put his mouth on his lips, the softness already fascinated him.

He lifted a corner of the quilt and got in.He untied the belt that tied the skirt of Qingshu, put his hand in, touched the corset, and rubbed the palm of his hand between the smooth skin and the smooth fabric, which seemed to be more sensual than direct touch.

In the dream, Qing Shu writhed uncomfortably, and Wuji suppressed his agitation.Put your hand on Qing Shu's gently rising and falling belly: "Senior brother, go to sleep, I just don't do it tonight."

Such words seemed to reassure the sleeping Qing Shu, and he fell asleep quietly in his arms.

After a peaceful night's sleep, in the morning, a pair of orioles were singing on the tree.Wuji woke up, turned his face slightly, and saw Qingshu sleeping in his arms.This is the scene that I have been looking forward to thousands of times, but sleeping together in such a peaceful way also makes Wuji feel satisfied.Reluctant to wake up Qingshu, Wuji put on his clothes and went out.

Shang Ding, who was waiting at the door, looked at Wuji and his face finally cleared up. It seems that the emperor had a satisfactory time last night, but he didn't know if Mr. Song would—"The emperor—"

Wuji made a gesture to tell him to shut up.

Lowering his voice, Wuji said: "You don't have to follow me, go to the room. When he wakes up, prepare some snacks for him, just pretend that you don't recognize him, arrange clothes and hair a little smarter." The court lady tidied up for him, and then led him to the imperial garden."

"Yes, the old slave must have made arrangements. Your Majesty, the theater troupe has been prepared, and the princes of Persia came a little earlier. They are already waiting for you in the theatrical building in the imperial garden."

"Well, I'm going right now. You, take good care of him."

Just before Shang walked in, Qing Shu was still soundly asleep, and the early morning birdsong did not disturb his sleep at all.Shangcai looked at it worriedly, Mr. Song didn't seem to want to be as miserable as he thought, he finally learned to be smarter.If I have obeyed the emperor earlier, I don't have to suffer so much.

The little eunuchs and maids also came in with their prepared things, and waited quietly outside without making a sound, standing there respectfully, waiting for Qingshu to wake up.

No one bothered, Qing Shu slept comfortably this time, when he woke up, his clothes were messy and his skirt had faded to his waist.He hurriedly put on his clothes and collected himself, but he didn't feel any strange feeling on his body, so Wuji probably didn't do anything.This clothes should be when I accidentally rubbed off the belt when I was sleeping, right?

Putting on his shoes, Qing Shu was just about to search for the antidote in the bedroom when a voice coughed behind him, making him shiver in fright.

"The clothes are here. You have served the emperor last night. You will be treated differently from ordinary court ladies. After you get dressed, call the miscellaneous family. The palace people outside are waiting to dress you up."

This voice was too familiar, Qing Shu knew who was behind him, he didn't dare to turn around, turned his back to Shang Ding, and nodded towards the wall.

Hearing that Shang Ding had gone outside, Qing Shu went to get the clothes. As expected, it was still women's clothes, but a little more delicate and gorgeous than his own.

After changing the clothes, Qing Shu called people in, and they could do whatever they wanted, at least saving the trouble of combing their hair.The maids and eunuchs had received Shang Ding's instructions beforehand, even if they found out that Qing Shu was actually a man, they would not say anything.After they finished combing their hair, Qing Shu brushed the broken hair down to cover his face.

Dressed up properly, Shang Ding brought hot tea and snacks up.

"Eat something first. The emperor is watching the show with the Prince of Persia in the imperial garden. He specially asked me to take you there after you wake up."

Hearing that he was about to go to Wuji again, Qing Shu had no appetite to eat.I barely drank two cups of tea and put on a peanut cake.Thinking of a way while eating, he said in a soft voice: "Elder-in-law, just say, I'm not feeling well, can it be okay if I don't go? There are so many people accompanying the emperor, I'm not short of one."

Shang Ding handed over the handkerchief and asked Qing Shu to wipe his hands. "The miscellaneous family can't decide this matter. You follow me first, and when you get to the place, if the emperor agrees, I will send you back."

This is what it means not to allow.Qing Shu hated himself for falling asleep so early last night and wasting the opportunity for nothing.Wuji used the medicine so cleverly that Qing Shu no longer remembered that his sudden sleepiness was due to the medicine.

Because the prince of Persia was a guest in the palace, the defense was much stricter than before in the past few days.Five steps, one post, ten steps and one whistle, Qing Shu felt that he was being watched wherever he went, but this was his guilty conscience.

Although the Ming Dynasty drove away Emperor Yuan Shun and overthrew the Yuan Dynasty, it did not despise the dramas of the Yuan Dynasty.On the stage of the Imperial Garden, a play by Mr. Zheng of the Yuan Dynasty is being performed: "A Chinese Girl Leaving Soul"

Qing Shu was led to take a seat behind Wuji, and listened to the play anxiously, only to hear the following sang, "Thinking that I, a lonely man and widow, are so fateful! Listening to the phoenix singing, the qin and the zither. How can I make butterflies fly around brocade trees?"

The song is good, the lyrics are better, the drama caused my sadness, think about myself and Zhiruo, then think about Zhiruo and Wuji, now I am in Wuji's hands.Thinking about it carefully, from the very beginning, the three of them were entangled.Wrong, wrong, chaotic, catastrophic obstacle?absurd?Thinking about it, my thoughts drifted into the distance.Alas, I haven't been able to leave for many days, hasn't Zhiruo been waiting for me on Mount Emei?

Wuji turned around and wanted to show Qing Shu the subtleties of the scene on stage, but saw the expression on his face that he least wanted to see.That expression was never for himself, he still didn't forget her, even though she had become his own, even if she was sitting beside him.Qingshu!What should I do to get you?

The more affectionate this play is, the more sad Qing Shu will be.He couldn't stand it any longer, so he got up.Wuji was already very unhappy, even though the main company today was the Prince of Persia, but the prince enjoyed watching the play by himself, so he didn't pay attention to Wuji's expression.

Wuji took a chestnut, threw it backwards, and happened to hit Qingshu's feet.

"Where to go?"

Qing Shu covered his mouth with a handkerchief, and said in a muffled voice, "I've been sitting for a long time, and I want to go for a walk."

Even though Wuji wanted to go out with him, he couldn't leave the civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty and the foreign missions behind.Make a gesture towards Shang Ding: "Follow up, watch closely."

Although Shang Ding is physically strong, his legs and feet are no match for Qing Shu's. Qing Shu quickened his pace, turned a few turns, and threw him away.Shangcai groaned repeatedly in his heart, Mr. Song, Mr. Song, why do you do this, not only will you hurt yourself, but also the old slave me.

At this time, Qing Shu was hiding in a woodshed-like place, the clothes he was wearing were a bit troublesome, and it was not very convenient for him to move around.With a creak, the door of the firewood room opened, and an eunuch came in. He had come to hide for leisure.These few days, the banquets in the imperial palace have exhausted the servants of the imperial dining room.He took out the braised pig's trotters and marinated pig's ears from his pocket, and prepared to have a full meal here.

Qing Shu walked lightly behind him, picked up a wooden stick as thick as an arm, and knocked it on the back of his head.The eunuch covered his head, and before he had time to look behind, he fell down, with half of a pig's ear still in his mouth.Qing Shu sniffed his breath, luckily he grasped the severity of the attack, he didn't beat him to death, he just passed out.Saluting him and saying sorry, Qing Shu took off his eunuch uniform and changed it for himself.