Raising wolves

What do you like or not, and get married?

Lu Qing was dizzy, his mind was circled, his reaction was slow, he didn't understand the meaning of this sentence for a long time, and stared blankly at Ning Juan's face in a daze.

Ning tired later and noticed that Lu Qingze, who had always been calm and calm, seemed to be a little wrong. He paused, gently raised Lu Qingze's chin, and calmed down: "Teacher?"

Lu Qing calmly said, "Well."

The attitude is very calm, but the final sound is humming from the nasal cavity, with a little nasal sound, which is very different from usual.

Ning Lan was silent for a while, and hesitantly asked, "Are you... drunk?"

Lu Qing didn't think about it, but denied it: "No."

He patted Ning Juan's hand away and said earnestly, "Look, I can still walk in a straight line."

After speaking, he stubbornly walked towards the stone road ahead.

Ning Juan was afraid that Lu Qing would fall, so he stepped forward to help him, but found that his pace was fairly steady.

He watched helplessly as Lu Qingze turned around three times, his bad mood was finally destroyed, and he couldn't help laughing.

Just now at the banquet, he had been late to see Lu Qing and came back, feeling uneasy, so he simply came over in person.

Just when he came over, he heard the conversation between the Minister of Rites and Lu Qingze. Hearing a fire in his heart, he suddenly swept his chest, almost burning his senses. Every breath made him feel like a throat, but he didn't know Where does anger come from.

But I didn't expect to see Lu Qing, who was calm and self-controlled, showing such a lovely side.

Ning Juan turned his head and glared at the guards and Changshun who were following him, motioning them to turn their heads and not to look at them.

Then he stepped forward, gently pulled Lu Qingze, and said with a smile: "Okay, I believe you are not drunk."

Lu Qing stopped walking in circles and nodded indifferently with his hands behind his back, but stood there and didn't move for a while.

Ning Juan couldn't help leaning over: "What's wrong?"

Lu Qingze actually had no strength for a long time, his eyes traced on the boy's face for a moment, and after struggling to recognize that this was Xiao Guoguo he raised, his head suddenly slammed down heavily, and the whole person almost jumped into Ning. Tired in his arms, he called out indistinctly, "Guo Guo."

Ning tired grown up.

Unlike when he was a child, when he jumped into Lu Qingze's arms, he could only stick to his thin chest.

Lu Qing fell unsteadily into his arms, his head gently rubbed against his neck, his hot breath with a bit of sweet wine, slowly sprayed on Ning Wan's clear Adam's apple.

His sensitive neck was swept by the warm breath, Ning Lian's hand hanging by his side clenched tightly, his whole body was stretched into strings, his mind was blank, only the lightness in his arms, but the weight of a mountain, was heavy, and his Adam's apple was heavy. Rolling on the ground, his voice was hoarse: "...Teacher?"

The person in his arms seemed to sense his tenseness, and patted him on the back as if he was coaxing a child. After thinking for a while, he remembered what he wanted to say: "I'm sleepy, Guoguo."

Lu Qing thought for a while: "Take me back."

After saying these words, he exhausted the last bit of strength, he closed his eyelashes, and gave Ning Juan all the weight of his body with confidence.

The little **** who came over before saw Lu Qing's intoxication, and hurriedly came over to help: "Your Majesty, this servant will help Lord Lu..."

Before he could finish speaking, Chang Shun covered his mouth and pressed him back, scolding in a low voice, "What are you doing! You can touch Master Lu too?"

The little **** looked at it blankly, but before he could figure out what was wrong, he saw the noble emperor leaning over slightly, picked up Lu Qingze with ease, and strode toward the Qianqing Palace, his upper body hardly moved, and his steps were even and steady. .

The little **** was stunned.

Even Chang Shun murmured in his heart.

Mr. Lu has that look, not to mention men, even women, he has never seen anything comparable.

The unfortunate Lord Lu is still weak and sickly, thin and thin, and sometimes the wind is slightly stronger, which makes people worry that he will fall.

But even so, Master Lu is a real man!

Being held by His Majesty like this at this time, the picture is really... a little weird.

Chang Shun stared at Ning Juan's back, and his heart sank, but he didn't dare to think about it any further.

Speechless all the way.

Ning Jian hugged Lu Qingze so quietly and returned to the Qianqing Palace.

He walked too steadily, but Lu Qing not only didn't wake up, but instead fell a little deeper into the slight sway.

Changshun was worried that Ning Juan was tired and broke his hands, so he watched Ning Juan carefully put Lu Qingze on the bed, and rushed up: "Your Majesty, this servant will rub your hands for you."

Ning Juan frowned and glanced at him unhappily.

Don't make a little noise, what should I do if I wake up Lu Qing?

Changshun understood and lowered his voice: "Your hand..."

"No need."

Ning Juan lowered his eyes, his eyelashes covered his expression, looked at his hand, shook his hand, and his voice fell lightly, if he hadn't been close, Chang Shun couldn't hear the voice: "...he's very light. ."

Holding it in his arms, it was like a feather, without any weight.

He was so thin that he only had a sick bone left, which was frightening, for fear that a bigger movement would make him fall apart.

The voice of the young emperor was very low and soft, and the tone that was revealed unconsciously at that moment did not seem to be talking about his own teacher, but seemed to be talking about...

Hiss, don't die!

Changshun's scalp went numb for a while, and he felt that he might have lost his mind tonight, so he quickly suppressed those unreasonable thoughts: "Then, Your Majesty, what about the banquet ahead?"

"It's almost time to disperse." Ning Juan personally covered Lu Qingze with a thin blanket, lowered the curtain of the bed, walked out of the room, and instructed lightly, "I will go and wrap up, and ask someone to warm the hangover soup and prepare hot water. "

Changshun answered in a row, put on Ning Juan's robe again, smoothed out every fold, and followed Ning Juan back to the front.

The ministers waited for a long time before Ning Juan came back. Seeing that Lu Qing was not there, they kept whispering.

Ning Juan was very calm: "Taifu has not recovered from his illness, so he suddenly fainted. I went to check it out. It's getting late, and we have to go to court tomorrow, let's have a feast."

Everyone, look at me, I look at you, and look at each other.

Sure enough... Lu Qing fell ill again!

After finishing the mess in front of him, Ning Juan hurriedly returned to the Qianqing Palace and went straight to the Nuan Pavilion, but the moment he stepped into the inner room, his footsteps lightened, and he carefully walked to the bed and opened the curtain to look.

Lu Qingze slept very well, neat and tidy, what he was before he left, and what he is now.

It was only then that Ning Juan suddenly remembered that he had just gone too fast and forgot to take off Lu Qingze's mask, and other people were not allowed to touch Lu Qingze.

Sleeping with a mask on is probably uncomfortable.

He leaned down and carefully took off the silver mask stained with body temperature, revealing the true face of the person on the bed.

Probably felt a lot more comfortable in his sleep, and Lu Qingze's brows also stretched out a little.

His eyebrows and eyes are beautiful, his temperament is cold, and his usually bloodless face is flushed with a drunken red like clouds, and his whole body is suddenly filled with a kind of vitality.

Because of the drinking, the light-colored lips also had a moist red, which looked very soft.

The interior lights are dim, as if every trace of the air is soaked with a touch of wine, mixed with the cool plum fragrance, mixed into an intoxicating atmosphere, gently rubbing the tip of the nose like a feather and flowing through the tip of the heart.

Ning Yan's hand holding the mask suddenly tightened, staring blankly at the lively color lying on his bed, his mind was blank, his Adam's apple rolled gently, as if he wanted to swallow some emotion.

For a long while, he held his breath, stretched out his fingers, leaned in slowly, and silently traced the facial features of the person on the bed just a few feet away.

From the eyebrows, to the eyelashes, the bridge of the nose, the lips...

In the warm pavilion, the crows were silent, and the slight crackling of the lights could almost be heard.

Ning Fan didn't know why he did this.

I dare not touch it, but I want to touch it.

Just as he was in a trance, his hands suddenly warmed.

Lu Qing slept for a while, and the drinking finally subsided. When he opened his eyes, he saw Ning Juan's hand dangling in front of his eyes, and lazily grabbed and pinched: "Little bastard, what are you doing while I'm asleep? What about the law?"

Because he had just woken up, his throat was still a little hoarse and lazily, not like cursing, but rather itchy ears.

The tips of Ning Juan's ears were too hot, so he withdrew his hand and said in a panic, "Teacher is awake? I-I'll pour you a cup of tea."

Lu Qing was silent, pinched his forehead, and half sat up.

He roughly recalled everything that happened before he fell asleep, calmly skipped the shameful thing he did, took the warm tea poured by Ning Juan and sipped his thin eyelids.

In recent years, the little emperor is like a willow branch, growing very fast. Although the shoulders and back still contain the unique sense of thinness of a teenager, he is already taller than him, tall and slender, blocking most of the light sources in the house.

Although his back was light, his face was not as sharp as he had seen before.

Those long and narrow eyes were shining brightly, staring at him without blinking. If there was a tail behind him, it would probably be wagging at the moment.

Still a cute little dog.

… Was it an illusion caused by dazzling before?

Lu Qing pondered for a while. It was dark in the vicinity at that time, and there was a cold moon shining in the sky. He was drunk and confused, and it was normal to see the wrong eye.

After all, he always worried that Ning Juan would grow into the brutal and bloodthirsty tyrant in the original book, and Ning Juan was indeed... quite brutal when he was a child.

Fortunately, he has been very effective in breaking things over the past few years.

Now Ning Guoguo is so pure and lovely.

But Lu Qing still confirmed it: "Why was Guoguo in a bad mood before? Who messed with you?"

When he mentioned this, Ning Juan's face was not very good-looking. He sat next to him and said in a sullen voice: "Teacher, I heard Master Zhou talk for so long before, did you intend to get married?"

As long as he imagined Lu Qing wearing a red dress and marrying a girl from a certain family, he couldn't help feeling bored, as if he was being pressed down by something, unable to breathe.

Lu Qing suddenly realized.

In the past, there was a student in his class from a single-parent family who lived with his mother. During the time when his mother was preparing to reorganize the family, that student was always unhappy, worried that he would be ignored when his mother had a new family. As the head teacher, I have been enlightening for a long time - I didn't expect that such a precocious child like Ning Juan would have such a mentality!

Over the years, he has raised Ning Juan as both a student and a younger brother, and as a son.

In Ning Ruan's heart, he should also be like a mother and father, so that's why he is so attached to him.

After all, he is still a child, and it is normal to be afraid that he will be ignored when he gets married.

Lu Qing put down the tea cup and put his hand around Ning Juan's shoulder, in a heart-to-heart attitude.

Ning Juan's face was stern, and he had a premonition that Lu Qingze probably couldn't spit out what he wanted to hear, but he rubbed against him again.

Lu Qingze's tone was very soft: "I'm worried that I won't want you after I get married?"

Ning Wan pursed her lips tightly and said nothing.

Really worried about this.

Lu Qing tilted his head to observe his face, and his heart softened. He felt that this little guy was really pitiful and painful, and said warmly: "Don't worry, I won't think about getting married until the threat is eliminated. "

Ning Juan blurted out, "What about after that?"

after?

Later, if he can meet a girl he likes, maybe he can try to pursue it, but it's okay if he doesn't meet, and he is not obsessed with getting married and having children, that is not the end of his life plan.

What's more, he is so ill that he doesn't know how long he can live, and whether he can harm other good girls, let's not harm them.

Lu Qing didn't really treat Ning Juan as a three-year-old child, and said seriously: "Guo Guo, I watched you grow up, and this friendship will not change when I get married. Just like after you get married, you also Wouldn't there be any other change in my opinion? So, even if I meet someone I love in the future, you will always be the child I value the most, and there will be no change."

Lu Qing thought that he had spoken very clearly, but Ning Juan's face became more and more ugly, and a cold anger and anger spread from his heart.

Become a biological child with a confidant?

Treat him as a child forever?

Lu Qing wouldn't think he said that, he would be very happy!

But Ning Wan was a little dazed.

Lu Qing is his teacher. Whether he wants to be a biological child or not, he has no right to speak.

Contradictory unwillingness collided violently in his heart, and he couldn't vent these emotions on Lu Qingze. In the end, Ning Juan's face sank and his voice was extremely low: "It's getting late, teacher, rest early."

Lu Qing was holding the tea cup and looked at the back of the young man walking away, feeling a little puzzled.

Why are you still unhappy?

He pondered for a while, trying to analyze the little emperor's psychology.

The sound of footsteps came again, but Lu Qing thought it was Ning Juan who was back, and smiled and looked up to see that it was Changshun.

Holding the hangover soup, Changshun saw Lu Qingze who was sitting upright on the bunk bed, and then he secretly looked at his face and muttered in his heart.

His Majesty's face was full of anger when he went out just now. He thought he had quarreled with Lord Lu, but seeing that Lord Lu's face was as usual... And since His Majesty values ​​Lord Lu, how could he be willing to quarrel with him? Even if he was angry, remember to let him Here to deliver the sober soup.

Isn't this quite a teacher-student relationship?

He thought about it and said with a smile: "This hangover soup was made by the chef when His Majesty came back with you in his arms. It's still warm, please drink it, Master Lu."

Lu Qing blinked.

Ning Juan brought him back?

He slept and didn't die before, but he wasn't woken up.

Lu Qing drank the hangover soup one by one, and then listened to Changshun carefully: "Your Majesty treats Lord Lu with sincerity..."

Lu Qing choked.

Will he speak, what is it that Ning Juan is sincere to him?

Chang Shun hurried up and gently smoothed Lu Qingze's back, seeing that his breathing had slowed down, and then continued: "Your Majesty usually stays alone in the palace, and I just thought that your lord could enter the palace to accompany him for a while, What's new, the first thing that comes to mind is you, he is most reluctant to be angry with you, just now..."

Lu Qing looked at him cautiously and tentatively, and waved his hands amusingly: "No quarrel, rest assured. Where's Your Majesty?"

"Your Majesty went to the South Study Room and drove everyone out. He was suffocating in it all by himself." Changshun sighed, "Today is His Majesty's birthday."

Lu Qing suddenly felt that Ning Guoguo was even more pitiful.

Yes, it's his birthday today.

All day, most of them were used for entertainment, and the rest of the time was still sullen.

Chang Shun looked at him with frowning, and struck while the iron was hot: "Your Majesty was so angry a few days ago, and I'm not in a good mood today. I haven't eaten a few bites at the dinner party."

Lu Qing turned to look at him: "A few days ago? What happened?"

He entered the palace to give lectures a few days ago, and the little emperor saw that he was still smiling, and he didn't see anything strange.

Changshun smiled apologetically and said, "This little guy doesn't dare to talk about it, why don't you ask your majesty?"

Inside and out, he has been actively pushing him to seek peace with Ning Juan.

Lu Qing drank the last sip of the hangover soup and stood up lazily: "I see, I'll go right over."

After walking a few steps, he paused again: "You just said that your Majesty didn't eat much at dinner?"

After half an hour, Lu Qing walked to the entrance of the south study with the longevity noodles made by himself and a plate of cakes.

The candlelight in the study room was bright, and the inner servants who were serving inside were all staying outside the door, and indeed they were all driven out.

Liver fire is still strong.

Lu Qing knocked on the door lightly three times, but got no response. He knocked again, and there was a cold voice from a young man: "Get off, don't bother me."

So fierce?

Lu Qing calmly knocked on the door again: "Then I'll get out of here?"

The voice just fell, and there was a panicked collision of tables and chairs in the study.

The sound of footsteps went from far to near, and then there was a creaking sound, and the study door was suddenly pulled open.

Ning Juan hurriedly opened his eyes slightly, and when he saw Lu Qingze, he was surprised and unbelievable.

He just ran out angrily, thinking that Lu Qing would definitely be angry with him, so he was a little panicked and stayed in the study, not knowing what to do.

Unexpectedly, Lu Qing would take the initiative to come over.

Two of them are inside the house, one is under the steps.

Lu Qing looked up at him slightly, wearing a mask and couldn't see his expression, but his voice was full of ridicule: "Do you want me to get out?"

Ning Juan's face became hot, he was obviously the one standing high, but he seemed to be a little shorter, and murmured: "Teacher..."

"Okay." Lu Qing was still carrying something, raised his chin, motioned him to enter the room, "I heard Changshun say you didn't eat anything at night, so I got you something to eat."

Ning Juan's eyes widened in shock: "Teacher did it by hand?"

"Eyes are about to fall into the bowl." Lu Qing followed him into the study and said with a smile, "Come and taste, I haven't cooked for a long time."

Ning Juan didn't care how the bowl of noodles tasted.

For him, this was made by Lu Qingze himself, and it was worth all the delicious delicacies in the world.

Not to mention the taste is not bad.

Ning Juan was eating noodles, and the snow on the tip of his heart was melted layer by layer, filled with a gushing warm sweetness.

Lu Qing sat opposite Ning Juan, propped his elbows on his cheeks, and watched Ning Juan eat noodles with a smile.

He accidentally fell into this time and space, his body is like duckweed, and there is no root. Everything around him is unfamiliar to him. Ning Juan is one of the reasons why he has a foothold in this world.

Ning Juan did value him, but he probably valued Ning Juan even more.

After eating the longevity noodles, there is still a round cake.

This is relatively difficult to make. Lu Qing asked the cooks in the kitchen to make it with flour and honey, barely making it into the shape of a cake, decorated with a circle of crystal clear sweet and sour cherries.

Lu Qing took out a slender candle from his sleeve, lit it with the oil lamp next to it, and stuck it on the cake seriously.

Ning Juan widened his eyes blankly: "Teacher, what are you doing?"

Lu Qing shook his feet, smiled at the corners of his lips, and coaxed the child: "In my hometown, I eat cakes on my birthday, light a candle on it, close my eyes and make a wish before eating, and then blow out the candles, and I will be happy. It works."

Ning Juan narrowed his eyes and looked at Lu Qingze inquiringly.

He investigated Lu Qingze's family background with Zheng Yao.

Lu Qingze's ancestral home is Lin'an Prefecture. His parents died when he was young. His uncle, who supported him to study and grew up, also died of illness before he went to Beijing to take the exam. He has no other relatives. He is simple and innocent.

Is there such a custom in Lin'an? He had never heard of it.

It seems that the teacher has some other secrets.

Ning Juan does not believe in God, and even hates it. There is no simple thing in the world that can be fulfilled by making a wish.

Emperor Chong'an tried to ask Changsheng in vain, and tossed it for so many decades, but it was just an addition to the history book, and it was only a joke for future generations.

However, Lu Qing said so, and he did as he did. When he closed his eyes, his originally calm heart suddenly jumped out of a few subconscious wishes.

He wanted to be with Lu Qingze all the time.

He didn't want Lu Qingze to marry someone else.

He also didn't want Lu Qing to treat him like a child all the time.

Several wishes intertwined, and finally turned into a sigh.

Ning Juan thought, the teacher's body is the most important.

If the gods and Buddhas of the gods have spirits, they will let the teacher live a long and healthy life, and accompany him for a long time.

He is willing to pay any price.

When the wish was made, Ning Wan opened his eyes and blew out the candle, raised his head and greeted a pair of gentle smiling eyes.

"Guoguo, happy birthday."

When I woke up the next morning, Ning Juan had already gone to court.

Lu Qing gave birth to a faint guilt of underage children going to work to support themselves.

Worried that Lu Qing would leave, Ning Juan also left Chang Shun to watch him.

According to the previous practice, he would stay in the palace for a few days, and he didn't know what the child was nervous about. Every time he was afraid that he would run away.

Ning Juan hugged him and talked for a long time last night, while Lu Qing fell asleep on Ning Juan's bed.

Probably because of that glass of wine, I am still not feeling well.

Lu Qing closed his eyes lazily, covered his head with the quilt, and planned to squint for a while.

This squinting immediately brought Ning Juan back.

Lu Qing woke up vaguely, and heard rustling voices from outside, as well as low voices of questioning, with cold displeasure: "How many times I told him to take a bite and then sleep, how to do things."

Changshun was scolded again?

Lu Qing got up with guilt, pulled up his shirt, and walked outside: "I was lazy and said what Changshun did."

Changshun bowed his head and leaned next to Xun. Hearing Lu Qingze's voice, he looked over with emotion, but Ning Juan glared at him and shrank his neck, and quickly retracted his gaze.

Ning Juan's uniform has not been changed, showing a bit of imperial majesty. In front of Lu Qingze, his face quickly softened: "Is the teacher sleeping well? Lunch is ready."

Lu Qing nodded and tried to open his eyelids.

This body is damaged, and it takes a long time to wake up every morning to wake up both the body and the spirit.

And if you don't get enough sleep, you will be confused, and if you sleep too much, you will be confused.

Seeing that his face was a little red from sleep, and he had a confused look again, without the gentle and calm look that he used to be calm and calm, Ning Juan felt cute and distressed at the same time. Don't start on the red ground, and unscrewed Changshun's head again: "Teacher, don't drink alcohol in the future."

Just one glass of wine is like this, and after three glasses of wine, no one has to say anything, what is he?

Too dangerous.

Lu Qing was unconscious, responded lazily, turned around and went back to wash his face.

Ning Juan also changed into his regular clothes and waited for him to have lunch together.

After getting up for so long, Lu Qingze was completely awake, and then he remembered that when he was coaxing the child last night, he forgot to ask Ning Juan why he was unhappy a few days ago.

Even Changshun dared not mention it to him.

Lu Qing was eating the fried lotus root slices that Ning Juan had given him, and when he asked casually, Ning Juan's face became a little unhappy, and he frowned and stared at Changshun.

Chang Shun stood silently in the corner, weak and pitiful and helpless.

Lu Qing couldn't see it, he tapped the rim of the bowl with a spoon, and said crisply: "Old fierce Changshun did what, he didn't say anything. Tell me, what's going on?"

Ning Juan was still reluctant: "I'm afraid of dirtying the teacher's ears."

Lu Qing pondered for a while, and then he had a guess: "Is it related to the King of Shu?"

The only person who can make Ning Wan feel disgusting to mention it is Ning Cong, the king of Shu who coveted him back then.

Seeing that Lu Qing had guessed it, Ning Juan frowned and said unhappily, "Ning Cong wanted to enter Beijing in the name of He Shou, but I refused."

Remembering the words that Ning Cong sent to spread the word before he left the capital, Ning Wan's downcast eyes flashed with murderous aura.

If it wasn't for the lack of time to deal with Ning Cong now, Ning Cong's head would have been placed on the chopping board by now.

Lu Qing shook his head: "Ning Cong doesn't deserve too much attention, it is King Jing who should be careful."

Compared to Ning Cong, an idiot, Jing Wang Ningjing, who was silently waiting for a bite at any time, was considered a threat.

Ning Juan carefully paid attention to his expression, saw that he was not too affected, and then secretly let go.

Lu Qing noticed his cautious appearance and didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "It's a little disgusting to be remembered by Ning Cong, but I'm a big man, and I'm not afraid of this, so I don't have to be so careful."

Ning Juan opened his mouth, but stopped talking.

This dynasty favored the south, and several emperors had taken male concubines before, and even the masculine atmosphere of the people became popular, and even courtiers had married male wives.

Why is the teacher so reassured?

He was helpless, but he really didn't want Lu Qing to be affected, so he swallowed the words and nodded randomly.

Forget it, anyway, he will be careful to look at Lu Qingze so that he will not be touched by those people.

After lunch, Lu Qingze and Ning Juan went to the study. When they went in and looked up, they found that the painting that was given to Ning Juan as a birthday gift yesterday had been hung up.

The painting is of the plum blossoms in the courtyard of the Lu Mansion, a little bit of red, proud snow and frost.

The emperor's study is naturally hung with some masterpieces.

Lu Qingze's painting skills are not bad, but in the works of famous artists, it seems that a novice has entered the village of Da Lao by mistake.

Lu Qing was silent for three seconds, knowing that he would definitely not be able to defeat Ning Lan, so he could only look away, and when he didn't see it: "By the way, when I entered the palace yesterday, I met Qin Yuanan."

There are many noble children in the capital, but few are promising, and most of them are looking for a job in the shade.

Qin Yuanan has a good-looking appearance, is familiar with military books, and shines in the martial arts test.

Ning Wan's fingertips tightened slightly.

Then I heard Lu Qing said without emotion: "He still has contacts with Wei Qiao, it seems that he has a good relationship, so send someone to watch it."

It is up to Qin Yuanan whether he can use Weiqiao to infiltrate the Weifu as soon as possible.

Ning Juan's fingertips loosened again and smiled: "Teacher, don't worry."

What the **** is this kid?

Lu Qing glanced at him suspiciously, then poured a cup of tea and pushed it over.

Ning Juan took it and took a sip, his expression suddenly condensed.

He looked down at the tea soup, showing some doubts.

Lu Qing sat opposite him, and said with a long smile, "Looking at you've been very angry recently, I specially made you chrysanthemum tea to clear the fire. Why, don't you like it?"

"...I like it." Ning Juan hurriedly swallowed Changshun's lesson that he was almost bald, and took another sip in order to show that he really liked it.

Almost choked.

Lu Qing looked at him like that, and his eyes were bent: "Is the news from Jiang You coming?"

Ning Juan frowned: "Count the days, it's long overdue."

In order to prevent Lu Qing from saying that he was angry, he tried to swallow the words of accountability.

In ancient times, the journey was far away, and Ning Juanmi ordered the carrier pigeons raised by Zheng Yao to not be able to fly that far. Lu Qing also felt a little strange, but he didn't think about it much, but because of the carrier pigeons, he thought of other things: "Where was the Costin from yesterday?"

Haidongqing is handsome, martial and handsome, and is not trained by nature. When it is sent to the palace, there will be a special person to cook the eagle.

The so-called boiled eagle is to not let Costin sleep, to kill its temperament, and then train a falcon that is only wild and servile by training such as "crossing the box", "running the rope" and "straightening the waist".

This process is cruel, but Lu Qing has received a modern education and feels uncomfortable just thinking about it.

He is in this era, and he knows that with his own power, it is impossible to change the torrent of the era.

But for an eagle, he couldn't help but think more.

After all, it is much easier to set an eagle free than to set a person free.

Seeing Lu Qing, Ning Juan fell silent, leaned slightly, and stared into his eyes: "Teacher wants me to let go of that Costin?"

Lu Qing hesitated and shook his head: "This is your gift, don't ask me."

He didn't want to ask Ning Juan what to do because he was Ning Juan's teacher.

"That's it." Guessing Lu Qingze's psychology correctly, Ning Juan gave a satisfied smile, "I know that the teacher is kind-hearted, and I can't bear to see that Haidongqing suffer from a boiled eagle, but it was removed from Mobei. When it was delivered, it was covered in injuries, and when the injury healed, I would let it go."

Lu Qing didn't feel happy: "It's really not necessary, if you like it, just..."

"Teacher." Ning Juan interrupted him, still with a smile on his face, understatement, "What you want to do, I will do it for you, as long as you are willing, I will do it.

"It's just an eagle. In my heart, it can't compare to the teacher smiling at me."

The boy's tone was light, but his attitude was strong, and his eyes were too firm. Lu Qing was stunned for a while before he regained his senses. Out.

He rubbed his forehead, shook off the strange feeling that rose in his heart, and said in a serious tone: "Guo Guo, I just don't want you to make a decision that violates reason and principles because of anyone. You are the monarch of Daqi, so don't give up on love. Knee, evil will fall into all the abyss."

Those who only decide their attitude towards others based on their own likes and dislikes will either become tyrants or foolish tyrants.

"Teacher, don't worry, I know what I'm doing." Ning Juan smiled, "Besides, I didn't like to boil eagles."

He didn't like the savageness of the eagle, and the fierce and rebellious Costin became servile.

It's not that he doesn't have the desire to conquer by nature. For what he doesn't like, it's naturally fine to do so, but what he likes, once it does, he will lose interest.

What he wants is willing surrender.

Lu Qing nodded suspiciously.

In the afternoon, Lu Qing rejected Ning Juan's proposal to have the Costin brought to check, and followed Ning Juan to the Eagle Room in person.

The Haidongqing, which was sent from a long distance, was locked in an iron cage and was already tired and asleep. Yesterday was far away, but today, when approached, Lu Qing realized that it was stained with blood, and it had already passed Biaoying on the way. Domestication - but apparently with little success.

Even with its scars, this snow-white falcon is still extremely handsome and mighty.

The falconer wiped his sweat and said, "Your Majesty, although this Costin is young, it is full of wildness. It is best not to get too close to avoid hurting the dragon's body."

The Haidongqing opened its eyes alertly, and looked at it with sharp eagle eyes, making a threatening snort.

Seeing Lu Qingze, Hai Dongqing tilted his head, stared at him for a while, and slowly leaned in his direction.

Ning Juan frowned, and immediately wanted to block Lu Qingze.

Lu Qing made a shush gesture, took some fresh meat prepared beside him, and handed it to his mouth from a distance.

The falconer couldn't help but said: "Sir, this Haidongqing has a very stubborn temper. I am afraid that it has been trained on the road and will not take the initiative to eat..."

Before he finished speaking, the Costin hardly hesitated and took the meat from Lu Qingze's hand.

Lu Qing has been very close to animals since he was a child. Most animals are very close to him. When he went to the zoo, even wolves would roll around in front of him and play cute. When traveling with friends to Qianling Mountain, the monkeys not only did not rob him, but Give him what you got.

I didn't expect to change the shell, this physique is still there.

His eye folds were slightly curved, watching Hai Dongqing lowered his head to eat, after thinking for a while, he carefully stretched out his hand, trying to get closer.

The cold sweat of the falconer broke down immediately.

This Haidong youth, Ji Xiao, is small, but has a lot of energy. This emperor is sick and crooked. The wrists exposed under the wide sleeves are thin and thin, and the hands are as delicate as jade carvings. Jade broken on the spot!

With His Majesty's attention to him, his head must not be dropped along with him?

The falconer looked at Ning Juan subconsciously, opened his mouth to persuade, but Ning Juan waved his hand casually, staring at the Hai Dongqing, and the other hand behind his back made a gesture, indicating that he was following him. Guard - If this beast has any possibility of harming Lu Qingze, kill it immediately.

Everyone's attention was focused on Lu Qingze's hand.

That hand was slender, long and snow-white, with ten fingers flowing like jade. It was beautiful, delicate and fragile, as if it shattered when it fell.

Everyone in the Eagle Room held their breath involuntarily.

The next moment, Lu Qingze's hand smoothly touched the eagle feather with silky warmth, which was unexpectedly fluffy and soft.

Hai Dongqing still lowered his head to eat, as if he didn't notice it. Although he didn't show intimacy, he did not reject Lu Qingze's approach at all.

as imagined.

Lu Qing smiled thoughtfully: "Does it have a name?"

The falconer's face turned blue with a sigh of relief, and now he finally spit it out with confidence: "No, no name... I didn't expect it to be willing to get close to you."

He was quite experienced. As soon as he received this Costin and saw his temperament, he knew that in all likelihood he would fail to boil the eagle, and he was still apprehensive. Seeing this scene was really shocking.

Lu Qing withdrew his hand and thought about it: "Then call Xiaoxue."

Falconer: "…Huh?"

The falconer was dumbfounded and stared blankly at His Majesty the Emperor.

Ning Juan's eyes didn't fall on the Costin, but stared at Lu Qingze, who was wearing a cold mask with a smile on his lips, as if he was infected, and also showed a smile: "It's called Xiaoxue, Listen to the teacher."

So during the few days of staying in the palace, Lu Qing has more hobbies.

Ning Juan went to the early morning, he was in the Eagle's room, came back to accompany Ning Juan for a while, then went to the Eagle's room again, and went to the Eagle's room again before going to bed at night.

Xiaoxue is very vigilant. She only eats the meat fed by Lu Qing, and the meat fed by others will all be regarded as ill-mannered, and she will not eat a single bite after being beaten to death. She has a good sense of self-management.

With Lu Qing there, even giving it medicine became much easier.

Lu Qing also touched his wings carefully from the beginning, and became able to touch his head, and the relationship gradually became intimate.

Compared with Lu Qingze's happiness, Ning Juan was not so happy. Every time he accompanied Lu Qing to the Eagle's House,