What kind of bad thoughts can Mr. Xiao have?

Chapter 126 Chapter 120

"Is Your Majesty still satisfied?"

Xiao Qi licked the blood off his lips, gritted his teeth and squeezed out these words.Then, regardless of Wei Huai'en's answer, he turned to face everyone in the hall, walked slowly to the center of the hall, and threw the golden cup down hard.

"Boom-"

Shaking off his prestige, the powerful ministers showed their rebelliousness.

Everyone's eyes shrank and fell under Xiao Qi's boots, not daring to disobey them, let alone making a superfluous movement.

How can His Majesty tolerate this eunuch playing prestige?
Did His Majesty acquiesce in this eunuch yelling at them and roaring at the imperial court?

No one dared to look at the Gaogao Emperor Terrace behind Xiao Qi. If they didn't even dare to face Xiao Qi, what chance would they have to get close to the emperor?
"Who thinks he can serve better than this seat, huh?"

The whole hall seemed to be a stage for Xiao Qi alone. This was his one-man show, he manipulated the people in the hall as props at will, and performed it for the person on the emperor's stage.

If she doesn't say stop, he can continue.

Even if it's a ridiculous farce, even if it's a curtain call ending.

"As long as this seat is here for one day, your wishful thinking will be cut off!"

Xiao Qi kicked over the seat closest to him, spilling the wine into a mess.

"Don't go away!"

A few timid subconsciously stood up and ran out of the hall, and some who were more clear-headed were not intimidated by Xiao Qi's obscene intimidation, and tremblingly waited for Wei Huai'en to speak.

"Let's all go back."

As soon as Wei Huai'en said this, the people in the palace saluted and retired one after another as if they had been pardoned. After leaving the gate of the palace, they also forgot what it meant to behave properly. They only hated their parents for having two legs, so they couldn't carry them back home , One by one, it seems that there are ghosts chasing behind them.

It's just that the curtain in the palace has not yet fallen.

Without all the guests in the hall, Xiao Qi, who was standing alone in the hall, looked bleak, walking back to Wei Huai'en with his head bowed like a puppet on a silk thread.

He drove them all away. She must have something to say to him, right?
Wei Huai'en gave him a wink, and the palace people quietly left the stage, only Shui Jing and Ming Feng stood guard in the distance, fearing that Xiao Qi's words and deeds would go too far.

Xiao Qi drooped his shoulders and clenched his hands into fists.Looking around the algae well, he saw the shadow guard's Senran eyes.

They really overestimated him. In front of her, he didn't even have the power to fight back. A single sentence could make him gouged out. How could they use so many elites to guard against him?

"You call this serving?"

The wound on Wei Huai'en's lips was aching from the wine and talking. She pressed her fingertips on the wound that was still soaking in blood, and sat up frowning.

"Who gave you the guts to bite me? How dare you give orders for me? You haven't learned how to be a slave yet... oh!"

Xiao Qi knelt down to block the sight of Shui Jing and the others. They couldn't hear the voice on the imperial platform clearly. They only thought that the two of them had something to talk about, so they didn't know that Xiao Qi really dared to blatantly push Wei Huai'en on the imperial throne. , Even breathing depends on him.

The shadow guard secretly pointed the crossbow at Xiao Qi's back, as long as Wei Huai'en moved his finger, he could reap his life.

The wound on his lip was throbbing, Xiao Qi sucked Wei Huai'en's wound white like a bloodthirsty demon, and clutched the back of her head as if he wanted to swallow her directly, so that he could not calm down.

Does she hurt?Does she know what pain is?The worst injury he has suffered for her is not as good as the heartache she gave him for more than a month. Does she owe him more than just an identity and a kiss?

It's all the fault of this icy dragon robe, it's because it blocks her temperature, so no matter how hard he tries, he can't touch her heart, let alone find Wei Huai'en, whom he is familiar with and obsessed with.

How much is she like before, and how much of his love is left to be consumed by her like this?
But even though the dragon robe was piercing his hands and the dragon chair was piercing, he still couldn't control his cheap body. He insisted on disturbing her good affairs in an annoying way, insisted on being an eunuch of Israel's servant king in front of everyone, and insisted on squeezing her. Be there for her and beg her to care.

How could she become nothing like her?What exactly does she want him to do, to show his heart a little bit, so that he can continue to grit his teeth in her neglect?

The moment the golden cup fell beside him, he thought that they still had a tacit understanding, and asked them to finish the play tacitly and show it to the court, so as to get rid of those people's dubious thoughts.

But he forgot again, and he forgot that she was plotting against him all the time.Even if she hated him and disliked him, she still insisted on displaying his unsacred airs as a target.That's right, anyway, he has done so many things for her, is this one more?

"Xiao Qi!"

During the tearing, Wei Huai'en pulled off his hair crown, and pulled him away desperately by his falling hair.

"Have you had enough trouble?"

His scalp was in severe pain, his hairpin cut his flesh, and there were lines of blood winding through his hair.

There were no tears in Xiao Qi's eyes, but his voice was hoarse:

"Wei Huaien, you really You don't love me at all, do you?"

He is such a crying person, there will be such a day that he can't shed a single tear.Sadness seems to have left indelible traces on the corners of his eyes and brows, and her every word and deed have carved him into what he is today.

He just looked at her stubbornly and helplessly, as if the answer was important, but also as if it didn't matter at all.

Love me, I live.

Do not love, I die.

But this body will always serve you, because I am your slave.

You just need to tell me, do you want this soul named Xiao Qi?

The parasitic distorted face on the dragon robe is still bluffing:

"Idiot. Love? What is love? In front of my country, what is love..."

This is not the answer Xiao Qi wants, his eyes are like a magic mirror, and Wei Huai'en's heart throbbed in the momentary and eternal gaze.

"All go out."

She closed her eyes, waved away everyone in the hall except Xiao Qi.

The lights are bright, and the imperial platform is like an altar.Wei Huai'en, who was torn apart by the imperial power, was dragged back to the world by him because there was still a clumsy person in this world.

Love is ridiculous!

A voice spoke loudly in Wei Huai'en's ear.

Is it ridiculous?
Wei Huai'en looked at Xiao Qi who was physically and mentally exhausted, and asked himself over and over again.

What did he do wrong?Is it because he overstepped his power that the crime cannot be repaid, or is it that she has been so harsh on him, wanting to use her lover's bloody heart to prove that she is capable of being a hard-hearted emperor?

Those who want to achieve great things can kill their close relatives.

What's wrong?She hasn't asked him to die yet, isn't she kind enough?

But look at him, Wei Huaien, open your eyes and look at this man kneeling in front of you.

What did his suffering have to do with his real guilt?
Is this fair?

You are reluctant to kill him because you love him.You let him take credit for the crime, but you tortured him again.

Is this... the result of his loving you?Is loving you his fault, or his calamity?
"Does it hurt?"

She hasn't spoken to him in such a gentle voice for a long time.

Tears opened, he relaxed his back and nestled his full weight into her palm, closed his eyes and tried to prolong this dream.

"It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt at all."

This kind of tenderness is so natural, as long as she doesn't put herself in a shell, she can naturally approach him, touch him, rub him lightly, and kiss him.

He is also like a pet that is called at any time, as long as there is a little sweetness, he will put the resentment behind him.

"I drove them all away, will I make it difficult for you? But they are not good people, you can't give them a chance. If they refuse to accept it, let them come to me, and I will deal with it..."

Wei Huai'en listened to his chatter quietly, raised his other hand to smooth his hair, revealing the wound cut by the hairpin.

"Go to the medicine, it's still bleeding."

But Xiao Qi clenched her wrist tightly and became tense in an instant.

"...Do you want me to go?"

"No."

His heart throbbed again, and Wei Huai'en pressed his black heart full of scheming, so he had to endure the torment of his conscience and the guilt of his love.

"You can stay, dear."

Xiao Qi blinked his eyes in a daze, not knowing for a moment that she was calling him.

The next moment he buried his head in Wei Huai'en's palm, and the warm water dripped down on the ground along the lines of her palm.

She covered his eyes and kissed his trembling thin lips.

Her face was also wet, probably from his tears.

"Go back to the palace."

She was carried off the dragon chair by him, and as before, she leaned in his arms and slowly walked back to the bedroom.

The night breeze is getting colder, and the summer that Wei Huai'en hates the most is coming to an end.

All the turbulence, hesitation and hesitation, together with the storms that occurred in this fiery summer day, are slowly brewing an eventful autumn.

"You've become less and less particular recently."

Wei Huai'en turned his head away in disgust and wrinkled his nose.

It's not that she is pampered and can't stand the smell of sweat on his body, it's just that the smell of the person who used to wish to pickle his body with spices changed overnight, she is not familiar with it.

"The servant is rushing into the palace, how can he have time to bathe and burn incense before meeting the saint? Why doesn't Wynn think about it, what if I come a step late?"

Not how.

Wei Huaien replied in his heart.

Everything she said to him was true.

But what she said was another story.

"Of course, Lu Zezhi from Lu Chong's family will be selected first, and then a few more handsome ones, and then I will ask you to help me find out the details."

Sure enough, Xiao Qi stopped. Wei Huai'en thought this joke would make him more lively, but Xiao Qi just turned her up and hugged her tighter without saying a word.

The sleeves of the robe slid down to the crook of his arms, and Wei Huai'en pressed against his neck and wrapped his arms around him. There was no more intimate gesture than this.

It's just such a short distance, why do you always feel...not close enough?

She claims to be exhaustive, even she has no scruples, but he always makes her feel powerless and owed.

Did he see something?
No, it shouldn't.Didn't he always expect her to treat him as before?Now that she got what he wanted, he shouldn't doubt it.

The strange silence lasted until bedtime.Xiao Qi blew out all the lamps, and climbed onto her dragon bed covered in steam.

"Wynn, hug me."

He lay flat beside her, waiting for her to turn around and press her bony body against his thin chest.

No matter how gentle the tone is, it can't change the order in this sentence, but Wei Huai'en complied, and sighed comfortably in his arms.

This is his taste, without him by her side, she always feels that something is missing, always irritable, always bored.He had long been the most important part of her many habits.

"...can you kiss me again?"

He continued to use the unspoken privilege between them.

He is indeed not as deep-minded as her, but he is overly sensitive to love. Even if she has [-]% affection, he can feel that the missing [-]% ​​is hidden in the calculation.

Calculate what?

Let him guess with this stupid brain, after she acquiesces in him driving those people away, she will be able to justifiably reject all the elections tomorrow.

Because he is jealous, because he is in power, because she is an emperor who is emptied by him, and because he is a powerful minister who is feared by the court.

But he wasn't, and neither was she.She is the mastermind manipulating everything behind the scenes, while he, the silk puppet, sings and fights in front of the stage.Giving him the favor of the sun is also doomed to fall into the abyss after burning himself out.

Because his doom is becoming more and more clear, so she loves him because of guilt, and wants to make up for him a little bit before he dies?
"Okay, here?"

She groped to find his brow and kissed, because the half-full moonlight was not enough for her to see his face clearly.

But for him, the light was just right.He thought he wanted a lot, but in fact, as long as his moon gave him half an arc of light, it would be very good.

"No."

His voice was playing tricks, so she coaxed him, kissing his eyebrows, eyelashes, cheeks and lips.

He held her face, kept her on his lips, and kissed her wound from bottom to top.

"Satisfied?"

After he stopped, she lay on his heart and asked him.

"Can I skip the court meeting tomorrow?"

In this way, she can push all the courtiers' questioning on him, and she can say whatever she wants when he is not around.

"Okay, I know you're tired, go to sleep..."

Her ending sounds like a sigh, like she couldn't bear it.

He would never give her a hard time.

Even before she wants to drain his value, he will not let her conscience suffer and feel ashamed.

Wei Huaien, even if he did it all over again, he would say yes.

So when Wei Huai'en was woken up by Xiao Qi's bad sleeping position, she didn't push him away, but hugged the poor man who was bending over her arms even tighter.

"Your Majesty, it's time to get up."

"Shh, don't wake him up."

Half a month later, Ruan Mansion.

After the court was over that day, Shangguan Luming followed Ruan Yan back to the mansion, and when he entered the flower hall, he cursed angrily:

"This Xiao Qi is really outrageous! How can His Majesty allow him to intervene in the Third Division? I, the servant of the Ministry of Punishment, just let him sit!"

Ruan Yan sat at the tea table and brewed a cup of tea smoothly, brought it to his mouth and drank it slowly, which made Shangguan Luming even more upset.

"Can't I even have a sip of tea when I come to your house? Pour me a cup too, what I said today almost dried up my throat."

"Don't you still have the strength to shout? Keep shouting, there are few people in my house, so I'm not afraid of noise."

Shangguan Luming was like a buffalo, and he asked Ruan Yan for water one cup after another without being too hot. He was really thirsty, and he didn't even bother to return Ruan Yan's taunts.

"Do you think I want to come to your house?"

　Abuse?How do I feel, the sweetness is just right? (knife sharpening)

　　Sweeter today, sweeter tomorrow, it won’t look too nasty, and it won’t feel too cruel, if it’s both sweet, how can I make a knife hehehe
　　it's he! ! ! !
　　happy new year~~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)