Raising Wolves

Hearing Lu Qingze's laughter, Ning Juan was embarrassed and annoyed, his head continued to hang down, and his back was full of grief.

Lu Qing laughed even louder, put on his robe, and squatted down and poked him in the head: "What are you hiding, show me."

He poked, Ning Juan shrank, His Majesty the dignified emperor, pitiful, like a little hedgehog.

Lu Qing poked badly several times, and laughed happily enough before he warned: "First press the cartilage under the bridge of the nose with my hand, I'll call Changshun to take the handkerchief and the ice."

Ning Juan reluctantly held it down, his nasal voice muffled: "Get dressed."

If Changshun dared to see Lu Qingze's disheveled appearance, don't even want this year's salary!

Lu Qing didn't know that Changshun was lying with a gun at Ning Juan's place again, so he answered funny, and called Changshun across the door.

While waiting for Chang Shun to get something, he changed his clothes without any hassle.

Ning Juan felt a little irritable in his eardrums.

He never knew that his hearing was so good, he could even hear the rustling of the clothes lightly rubbing against each other, and he knew which clothes Lu Qing was changing.

This period of waiting became a bit of an indescribable torment for a while, and a thin sweat broke out from the forehead.

No wonder this summer is too hot.

It's a little troublesome to wear this dress alone. When Lu Qing was blind and fastened his belt, Changshun also brought the things up.

The ice in the freezer has been taken out long ago, and it will also be used for fruit at today's dinner party, so it is not difficult to get it.

Seeing that Lu Qing's clothes were not very neatly dressed, Changshun subconsciously wanted to help with the arrangement, but then he thought that His Majesty was still inside, and felt that he was a little busy, so he went down.

Lu Qing twisted a handkerchief, seeing that Ning Juan was still like a dark little mushroom, growing in the corner and unwilling to look back, and reluctantly handed the wet handkerchief over: "If you don't want me to see it, just wipe it yourself first. ."

Only then did Ning Juan make a muffled "um", took the handkerchief without turning his head, carefully wiped his face, used several handkerchiefs to confirm that it was clean, and then turned his head.

The face that exudes a youthful spirit is clean and handsome, his eyes are still a little wet, his face is tense, and he is twisted to death.

Lu Qingze: "..."

This child's idol burden must weigh 800 pounds.

"No blood?"

Ning Juan felt deeply embarrassed in front of the teacher, and muttered "um".

"Lower your head," Lu Qing wrapped a few small ice cubes together with a handkerchief, tied a knot, and watched the boy in front of him bow his head obediently and put it on the back of his neck, "Did you eat it recently? Something is too hot?"

Ning Juan made a "hiss" from the ice, and he didn't know why his nose bleeds, so let's just say "um" again.

"Let the inner chef adjust the meal." Lu Qingze's eyes flashed with a smile, and he teased, "It's all like this in front of me, next time you get a nosebleed in front of Baiguan, I'm afraid you won't have to carry the Forbidden City to escape Daqi overnight. ."

"..." Ning Juan snorted softly, "What do they have to do with me?"

He only did this in front of Lu Qingze.

Seeing that his nosebleed had really stopped, Lu Qing removed the ice pack and checked whether there was blood on his clothes.

While Lu Qingze was checking, Ning Juan was also looking at Lu Qingze's clothes that were not very docile.

There was a slight smile on his lips. I didn't expect that the teacher who is always graceful and calm, calm and predictable, has this side, it's really... so cute.

As soon as this thought crossed his mind, Ning Wan couldn't help but startled.

It seems very strange to describe Lu Qingze and his teacher as cute.

But he couldn't think of any other words that fit for a while.

After letting Lu Qing check carefully, Ning Juan gave up his consideration and let go of his slightly wrinkled eyebrows: "Teacher, your clothes are messed up, I'll take care of it for you."

Lu Qing took two steps back, opened his arms, and accepted the service of His Majesty the Emperor very naturally.

Unexpectedly, he took the initiative to open the distance, but Ning Juan instead took a step forward, lowered his head, and carefully sorted it out for him.

The line of sight of the two has changed from the previous one high and one low to level.

In the near future, I am afraid it will become one high and one low, but this time, it is Ning Wan looking down at him.

Lu Qing thought optimistically, it's not that I'm short, it's that this kid jumped up too fast.

He is also 1.8 meters tall!

Lu Qing was thinking indifferently, when he suddenly felt a tug on his waist.

Ning Juan tightened his loose belt and asked softly, "Teacher is like this on weekdays, and he just undresses in front of others?"

Lu Qing didn't quite understand: "What?"

"Is it the same in front of Chen Xiaodao?" Ning Juan's voice was low again, unable to hear the emotion in his voice.

Even if he squeezed out every spare moment and wanted to stay with Lu Qing, the palace was still separated from the outside.

Lu Qing spent more time with other people than with him.

Why can't Lu Qing live in the palace?

The belt seemed a little tighter.

Lu Qing choked and patted Ning Juan's hand: "Of course not - are you trying to deceive your master and destroy your ancestors, relax!"

Ning Juan stared at the narrow waist, and after a while, he relaxed a little in silence.

After tying his belt, he squatted down again and arranged the hem of Lu Qing's clothes.

Lu Qing said "hey" and picked him up: "There's no need for that."

Ning Juan stood up regretfully, his eyes burning: "Teacher, am I serving well?"

Lu Qing snorted: "The technology is average, the attitude is good, and I will come again next time."

Ning Juan leaned closer again, like a puppy just looking forward to petting: "Then, can the teacher sleep with me tonight?"

Lu Qing raised his eyebrows: "If I don't sleep with you, I'm afraid you will sneak into my house again in the middle of the night to see if I'm still alive."

This is promised.

Lu Qing has rarely stayed in the palace in the past two years. He will leave before the palace gate is locked. Ning Juan's eyes are bright and he is full of expectations for the evening.

Lu Qing always felt that the little emperor seemed to have a tail swaying happily behind his back, and smiled and tapped the tip of his nose: "Okay, it's time to go out, put away your little tail."

Ning Juan nodded and actively helped him put on the mask.

The tail is still wagging happily.

Because of the anticipation of the night, the day passed quickly.

The most eye-catching activity of the Dragon Boat Festival is undoubtedly "shooting the willows".

Possessing horses and bows, shoots willows and grafts, with willow branches inserted in the shooting range of featherless cluster arrows, those who can both shoot off willow branches and pick up the willows with their hands are the best, and only shoot off willow branches and cannot catch them. Those who live in broken willows are considered medium, and those who shoot continuously or fail to hit are considered inferior.

Daqi is heavy on literature and light on martial arts. The most capable Duke Wu Guogong is guarding in Mobei. He is still in the capital. His bones are somewhat degraded.

One was Fan Wei, the commander-in-chief of the Fifth Army Battalion who was very close to Wei Herong, and the other was Qin Yuanan, who was granted permission by Ning Juan not to be on duty and attended the banquet together.

Amidst the applause, Lu Qing glanced at Ning Juan, whose face was calm: "Want to play?"

Ning Juan stared at the lively square for a long time before shaking his head.

It seems to want to play.

Juvenile nature, who doesn't like to play.

Lu Qing was a little confused - why did his children have to live so carefully?

If it wasn't for Ning Tien keeping a low profile and keeping a low profile, he would be able to conclude that there would be one more person in today's class.

As the dinner approached, Wei He Rong Shi Shi Ran, who had been missing for a day, reappeared in front of everyone without explaining where he went.

Regarding Wei Herong's arrogance and rudeness, Ning Juan still didn't make a decision, but instead added another generous reward to show his importance.

The rest of the officials, except for Lu Qingze's slightly richer ones, are also very normal rewards.

At the end of the banquet, many ministers who were originally dissatisfied with waiting for Wei Herong climbed over again, laughing and fawning.

Fan Xingyan found Lu Qingze unhappily, and sighed a few times: "Huaixue, do you know that Wei Herong entered the palace today, and the size of the car is bigger than that of the royal family!"

Lu Qing shook his head: "It's not like this for one or two days."

Fortunately, for the ancients, conspiracy is not about rebelling, it requires a large psychological threshold, and Wei Herong does not seem to be very interested in the throne.

Fan Xingyan sighed a few times, and chatted with Lu Qing about his homework: "My wife has been short-tempered recently, and I have slept in the study for two days in a row."

He complained, but his face was sweet.

With the promotion of his father-in-law, Fan Xingyan was promoted to Shaoqing of Dali Temple last year, and his temperament has become more refined.

In the past few years, the relationship between the two has become much closer. Fan Xingyan is upright and upright in front of people, but he likes to be brokenhearted in the back, and it is very easy to cry.

The daughter of Feng Ge's hometown is especially fond of Fan Xingyan's, and the couple's relationship is very good.

Lu Qing listened to him with a smile. He was about to leave the hall, and his footsteps stopped: "I'll take you here."

Fan Xingyan was stunned for a moment, and when he saw Changshun was hanging behind the two of them, he suddenly realized: "Oh, did Your Majesty leave you to teach? It's really hard work, I wasted time!"

Lu Qingze: "..."

No, he just misses Dad.

After Fan Xingyan left, Changshun ran over in small steps, smiling: "Your Majesty is waiting for you."

Back at the Qianqing Palace, Ning Juan had already taken off his robe and crown, put on a red uniform, and waited for Lu Qingze in the courtyard.

Changshun reasonably suspected that His Majesty was wearing this suit because Lord Lu was also wearing red today, but he dared not say it.

Lu Qing was a little pity: "This is taken off? I haven't seen enough."

Ning Juan was stunned for a moment, but without thinking much, he turned his head and said, "Changshun, let someone take the Gon uniform back..."

Lu Qing interrupted him funny: "What are you tossing about, just talk about it casually, aren't you tired?"

As he approached, he smelled a faint smell of alcohol on Ning Yan's body, which he drank during the dinner party, and he drank a lot.

Gee, underage drinking.

Ning Juan was indeed a little tired, so he pulled Lu Qing into the warm pavilion, raised his hand and gently took off the mask on his face.

In the warm candlelight, that beautiful face was revealed, there was a little tear mole under the slightly hooked eyes, and the amber eyes reflected the fine shimmer, the cold and the thick and beautiful, people couldn't move their eyes.

Ning Juan was instantly refreshed again, rubbing his fingertips on the mask that was warmed by body temperature, lowered his eyes and said, "I'm not tired when I'm with the teacher."

The mouth is pretty sweet.

Lu Qing rubbed his head: "I drank a lot at night, aren't you drunk?"

Ning Juan was quite proud: "Teacher, I don't get drunk after a thousand cups."

What are you proud of, little boy.

Lu Qing turned to pinched his face: "Drink some hangover soup and then go to sleep - are the people going to Jiangnan all ready?"

Ning Juan enjoyed being in charge of Lu Qingze very much, and responded with a smile: "Teacher, don't worry, we have already set off."

However, it has been raining recently, and it is not safe to take a boat at this time, so I can only travel by land, and 80% will be delayed.

Lu Qing nodded and remembered another thing: "Wei Herong disappeared for a long time during the day, did you ask Master Zheng to check?"

He noticed that before boarding the dragon boat, Ning Juan gave Zheng Yao a wink.

Ning Juan licked the corner of his lower lip, showing an inexplicable smile: "Yes, I found something very unexpected."

Lu Qing was intrigued: "What?"

Ning Juan suddenly had a flash of inspiration: "If the teacher promises to stay in the palace for three more days, I will tell the teacher now."

Lu Qingze: "..."

Ning Juan carefully changed his words: "Then... two days?"

Add a price yourself, and cut it in a hurry?

Promise!

Lu Qing was angry and funny. He silently picked up the tea cup on the table and took a sip, moistening his throat: "Alright, alright, just stay with you. What did you find out?"

But he didn't hear Ning Juan's squeak for a long time.

He raised his eyelids in confusion.

The young emperor stared stiffly at the tea cup in his hand, his ears were a little hot, his thin lips were pressed together, and he whispered, "Teacher..."

I drank that cup of tea.

The author has something to say:

Ning Guoguo: QAQ is, a little happy, and a little shy.

Lu Qingze: Tsk, good luck.

Note: For the willow branches inserted in the featherless tufted arrow shooting range, those who can both break the willow branches and catch the broken willows and fly away are considered to be superior; Those who keep or fail to hit are inferior. —From Baidu Encyclopedia "Shooting Willows"