Blue Book Tribulation Phoenix

Chapter 83

Wuji was a little surprised to see Qingshu, but he just took a long look at it and then lowered his head. He took a copy from the high memorial beside him, and looked at it quietly.

Qing Shu breathed a sigh of relief and walked to his side: "Everything is measured, at least take a rest."

It's not that Wuji doesn't want to rest, but that every time he closes his eyes, he will be plagued by continuous nightmares, and the dream will always be a distant figure.With Qing Shu's hand on his shoulders, he froze for a moment, then said curtly, "I just want to get things done, you want me to be a good emperor, and I will do what you want."

Qing Shu took the pen away from his hand, and held his hand.Wuji's body was damaged by alcohol a few days ago, and he didn't take a good rest. Although he tried his best to hide it, he could still feel his trembling just holding it like this.

"You don't want to rest, do you want to make me feel guilty?"

Wuji sat there like a statue, with his head bowed deeply: "It's my fault, I'm going to rest now."

"The lotus blossoms of the pair you gave are blooming, and Xiaobai has also given birth to a cub. Do you want to go to the Phoenix Palace?"

Wuji dodged slightly, avoiding Qingshu's gaze, and walked past him, his words fluttering: "No, there is a couch behind the screen, I will just lie down for a while. Senior brother, please go back."

It's not that you don't want to see me, and you don't want to stay by my side, what are you looking for me for?Wuji lay on the couch, poked his hands down, and remembered that there seemed to be a bottle of bamboo leaf green hidden under the low table of the couch.As soon as the cork was opened, the clear liquid was poured into the mouth, when the bottle was suddenly snatched away.But it was Qing Shu glaring at him.

"I thought you had already left." Wuji stared at him hesitantly.

Qing Shu sniffed the mouth of the bottle, frowned, took a step back, looked at him with burning eyes, raised the bottle and said: "You want to drink, okay, I'll drink with you."

He gulped down the wine, and Wuji hurriedly snatched the bottle: "Senior brother, you don't drink well, you can't drink like this!"

The wine bottle was snatched, and a lot was spilled, but Qing Shu drank the rest.As soon as he let go, the wine bottle fell, and the fine porcelain shattered to the ground, making an unwilling sound.After drinking so much wine on an empty stomach, Qing Shu's stomach felt nauseated, so Wuji sat him down on the couch and massaged his acupoints.He asked nervously, "Are you feeling better?"

Qingshu grasped his wrist and pulled him onto her body: "You have to force me to speak out before you are willing?"

Wuji threw himself on him, so nostalgic that he didn't want to wake up, but he still forced himself to leave.But as soon as he moved, he found that his waist was held by Qingshu. "I won't force you to do anything, as long as you are still in the palace, I can see you every day, you can do whatever you want, if you want me to stay far away, I will stay far away. "

Qing Shu raised his eyebrows: "Then if I say I want a woman—"

Wuji's face was flushed with suffocation, although he wanted to follow his will, he still couldn't say it after the silence: "No way! I won't let you go, I won't let you die, let alone let you die. Let you touch other people's bodies. If you want to hate me, you can hate me, even if you hate me, you still think about me, and that's enough."

Such a reply has been expected long ago, sometimes Wuji is so simple that he can see through it at a glance.Qing Shu looked at his depressed expression, and kissed his frowning brows: "Being liked by you, being imprisoned by you, you are probably the love that I am destined to be unable to escape. This time I admit it! Don't... don't blame me in the future."

Wuji stood there in a daze, Qing Shu finally said those words just now, but he didn't respond, instead he was embarrassed: "Why, you still want me to kiss you again?"

The flames jumped, and kisses fell on Qingshu like raindrops: "Senior brother, senior brother, I will treat you as nicely as possible. No matter what happens, I will not let you down. Senior brother, senior brother... ·”

Seeing him lying on his body like a puppy, Qing Shu wanted to laugh. "Get up."

Wuji got up in a panic, he was a little happy and presumptuous for a while, did his senior brother anger him?

But Qing Shu not only did not leave him angrily, but put his hand towards his waist, and untied the phoenix buckle and peony jade belt for him: "It's so uncomfortable, let's continue." Then he pulled him down again up.

Qingshu's sudden initiative made Wuji a little confused, but he became restrained.

"Brother, that, I want to take off your clothes, can I?"

"Huh? Hmm."

The rustling clothes were taken off.

"Brother, can I touch you, just touch, touch."

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"Brother, I think—"

With his hand there, Qing Shu guessed what he was going to say even before he said it.There was a faint pink on her body: "I've never seen you talk so much before, never did I want you to do it or not."

Hearing what he said, Wuji hesitated, and froze the movements of his hands: "Then—"

With his clothes open, he had already made up his mind, but Wuji stopped at this moment.With a thin skin, Qing Shu directly pressed his head on his body: "...be gentle."

In the distance, Fan Yao and Ke Zhao, who wanted to find Wuji to inquire about Song Qingshu's situation, hid behind the rockery. Although they only caught up with each other, at least they knew what was going on.Ke Zhao said with a relaxed expression: "It seems that the emperor will be in a better mood from tomorrow. It's really scary to see him with a straight face in the morning. Huh? Brother Ke, why are you frowning and puzzled?"

"This matter, it's getting harder and harder to solve. I'm worried about how to tell Li Ting when I get home."

"Why don't you talk about it and try to push it back. I'm going to tell Sheng Gu that Song Qingshu was sent by the emperor to the outer borders and is not in the palace for the time being. Anyway, he won't know, or you can say the same. "

The two discussed and left, and the red ink on the imperial table gradually dried.Wuji and Qingshu were completely unaware of this, the two were obsessed with each other on the couch, Wuji put a strong kiss on the sphenoid bone on Qingshu's back.

"Don't—" Qing Shu frowned in pain.

Wuji adjusted his posture: "Is this better?"

"Well, it's better...you don't need to be so careful."

Wuji licked his earlobe, spewed hot breath on Qingshu's ear, and teased: "Brother really likes me to be rough?" Realizing what he said, he nervously hugged Qingshu tightly. Book, staring into his eyes, for fear that he might misunderstand himself.

It was a little awkward to be so cautious, Qing Shu patted his hand comfortingly. "I let you be so casual, what are you afraid of. Just don't go too far."

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As the sun was setting, Wuji dressed Qing Shu, the two of them strolled along the palace road, and walked towards the Phoenix Palace together.

"Isn't there still a lot of those memorials that haven't been read?"

"Don't watch it, let Fan Yao and the others watch it tomorrow. Is your waist still hurting? I'll rub it for you when I get back."

"Fortunately, once you get used to it, it's not as uncomfortable as it was at first."

Fufeng and Nongliu stood at the door and watched. Seeing Wuji and Qingshu come back together, they happily said to the little maid under him: "Hurry up and tidy up the house, and prepare everything on the bed. Hands and feet are all ready." Be quick, I don't know if the young master has eaten anything, go tell the imperial dining room to prepare for the next table to be delivered earlier."

"Your Majesty, son."

Qing Shu said: "Everyone get up, what are you waiting here for?"

Wuji's eyes are all on him now, and he doesn't pay any attention to others: "Brother, I don't want to go tomorrow morning. I just hugged you, and I always feel that you seem to be lighter. Go to bed early tonight. Tomorrow I will personally prepare medicinal food for you." You mend your body."

Nongliu was happy in his heart, the emperor and Young Master Qingshu finally got better.She stepped forward and said: "Your Majesty, the medicinal recipes you left last time are still there, and the slaves have already handed them over to the Imperial Dining Room for them to prepare accordingly."

Wuji took Qing Shu's hand, and refused to let go after entering the room and sat down: "That's different, I can take care of myself."

Just indulge him like this, Qing Shu shook his head: "Go up to the morning and be honest, the medicinal food is the same at any time. Your hands are still shaking, right, but no more wine."

"Well, don't drink, I won't touch anything that smells like alcohol in the future. Brother, can I kiss you again?"

Fufeng Nongliu met his eyes, prepared the food and wine, and then they all backed out with their smiles hidden, and they didn't forget to close the door for them when they left.

The sky was full of stars, the gentle evening wind was blowing, and the lotus leaves were swaying. Qing Shu seemed to have just remembered, walked over and said: "The lotus in the house is about to wither. It's a bit regretful, didn't you say you want to watch it with me? "

Wuji hugged him from behind: "The lotus has withered and there are still lotus seeds. When it sows, we will collect them. In the spring of next year, I will ask someone to clean up an empty pond and scatter the seeds. .”

"By the way, Xiaobai gave birth to a kitten, do you want to see it?"

"Tomorrow, we agreed to have a good rest today."

Qing Shu lay down with his clothes on as promised, Wuji sat on the bedside holding a candle and looked at him.

"Why don't you sleep?"

"I want to keep looking at you like this, and I can't bear to close my eyes. Go to sleep, and I will protect you."

The inside of the palace is similar to the iron walls, there is nothing to guard, except for gods and ghosts, there is nothing to take me away.Qing Shu lifted a corner of the quilt, raised his chin at Wuji: "Come in."

A few days later, Wuji and Fan Yao discussed the increase and decrease of taxes on Jiangxi in the imperial study.Fan Yao said: "The emperor has been in good spirits recently, I was still worried about your dragon body a few days ago."

"Fan Aiqing looks good too. I heard that you are married? I'm a little curious about how you managed to trick my Sixth Master Uncle into your hand."

Fan Yao didn't expect that Wuji would know about this, so he faltered and said, "The emperor was joking."

"I don't want to ask about what you and Ke Zhao did. The only thing is, keep Qing Shu's matter from them for me."

Leaving the palace, Fan Yao felt a little trembling in his heart. He thought they had prepared carefully, but unexpectedly, they didn't hide anything from Wuji.Fortunately, he didn't pursue it, otherwise—it's better not to think about it.

Wuji brought the memorial to Qihuang Hall, and these days he was teaching Qingshu how to deal with government affairs.Firstly, to relieve some pressure on myself, secondly, to relieve Qingshu's boredom, and most importantly, the two of them can spend more time together day and night than before.

In the secret passage of Mount Emei, two people whispered softly.

"Are you sure the spy arranged by Zhang Wuji is this person?"

"Don't worry, the leader, it's definitely her. When you were practicing in the secret path, she asked me about your whereabouts more than once. She was originally dissatisfied with you, so Zhang Wuji drew her to monitor you, which is also reasonable. I don't know how the master plans to deal with her?"

"You don't have to ask about this, I have my own plan."

In the dark night, Ding Minjun secretly came to the highest point of Mount Emei. After searching for so long, he finally found the secret way that Zhou Zhiruo hid to practice.She didn't intend to confront Zhou Zhiruo, the head of the sect, but just secretly went to have a look, and then passed the news to Zhang Wuji.

"Ding Minjun, you are so brave. You didn't know that the secret path to the summit is a forbidden area of ​​my sect, and you must be the head of the sect to enter. You have really tried your best to catch me."

Ding Minjun forcefully forced a smile: "I don't dare, it's too dark, I came here by mistake, please forgive my master."

"Rao..." Ding Minjun turned around and left in a hurry, but passed a hand through his chest. "Tsk tsk, why don't you even listen to me, the master, and forgive you? How is that possible?"

Blood splattered, the corpse fell to the ground, and scarlet spread.Zhou Zhiruo kicked her body out of the cave, and let her body roll down the cliff and into the abyss.

How can her kung fu be so vicious, Wuji taught her Nine Suns Divine Kung Fu should be able to straighten her mind.It's only because she was so unwilling to do so, she was so eager for success that she became obsessed, and although she didn't hurt her life in the end, and didn't lose any power, what she had practiced was not the proper Nine Suns Magic Kung Fu, but a school of evil kung fu.

The spies that Zhang Wuji arranged to monitor him in the Emei faction were dead, and it was just a piece of cake to avoid the eyes and ears of the shrimp soldiers and crab generals down the mountain. Although killing them was just as easy, the most important thing was not letting Zhang Wuji notice.

The horses are always prepared at the foot of the mountain, and the horseshoes are wrapped in cloth to reduce the noise.Putting on a black cloak and hiding herself in the night, Zhou Zhiruo never thought that Song Qingshu could stand up against Zhang Wuji, so she didn't care about it when he went to ask for an explanation for so long and there was no movement.Even though Song Qingshu worked hard for her again and again, she still looked down on him. Only the strongest man in the world could be worthy of her.

This time, she rushed to the capital in person.

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