Raising wolves

Vol 2 Chapter 82:

After the incident in the study, Ning Juan had no chance to get on Lu Qingze's bed.

However, when Xu Shu came to check Lu Qingze's pulse, he scolded him again: "What are you doing with the doors and windows sealed so tightly?

Lu Qingze: "..."

He really doubted that Xu Shu was with Ning Juan, but there was no evidence.

But Lu Qing has always followed the doctor's orders. It is really not good for the body to seal the house tightly without ventilation, so he had to have the wooden slats on the doors and windows removed.

That night, His Majesty the Emperor calmly climbed onto Lu Qingze's bed.

Lu Qing was half asleep and half awake. He noticed a heat source beside him. He glanced at him with drooping eyelids.

When he woke up the next day, Ning Juan had already gone to court.

Lu Qing pondered for a moment in a daze. With a natural warm water bag like Ning Juan, he slept well last night. He woke up with cold hands and feet than a few days ago. much better.

Anyway, the relationship between him and Ning Juan was already messed up like this, all those messy things have been done, what is it to sleep together.

The weather is about to get warmer, so let's drive Ning Juan away when it gets warmer.

After thinking about it, Lu Qing acquiesced to the continuation of this state.

Before the Dragon Boat Festival, Lu Qing's sprained foot completely recovered, and running and jumping was no longer in the way.

Since the Dragon Boat Festival was soon after the Dragon Boat Festival, there were many visitors from all over the world, so Ning Ruan ordered the Ministry of Rites to pass the Dragon Boat Festival in a simplified manner, cancel the banquet, and focus on the Qianyuan Festival.

The courtiers are also aware of the current situation. The southwest is restless, the Tartar has stabilized again, and the young new king is eyeing him, and he may fight.

Anyway, the reward was also issued, and there was a vacation, so not many people complained.

On the day of the Dragon Boat Festival, Lu Qing weaved a colorful rope for Ning Siyue and asked him to stretch out his arm to tie it. He smiled and said, "Wear it well, and then cut it off after the first rain after the Dragon Boat Festival."

Thinking about the past, he also made up such an article for Ning Juan.

The child's hand is like a lotus root, a little fleshy, white and tender, wearing a colorful rope, looking very cute.

No one has weaved colorful ropes for him yet!

Ning Siyue's eyes widened in surprise. He opened his sleeves to look at the rope on his wrist. He was so happy that his eyes narrowed into crescent moons. He said sweetly, "Thank you, Father."

It's as if he really treats him like another dad.

Lu Qing stopped talking, seeing Ning Si getting so happy, he still couldn't bear to hit him, and sighed, "...Forget it."

Ning Siyue will always be a qualified prince as the standard of his words and deeds, always trying his best to pretend to be a royal demeanor, and work hard towards Ning Juan.

But today was the festival, and he got a new thing that no one had ever worn for him, so he couldn't help but jump for joy and happily ran around the yard with a few little eunuchs.

Accidentally bumped into Ning Juan who stepped into the yard.

Ning Si stumbled more and more and almost fell, feeling that he was being supported by a strong hand, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a black pattern embroidered with gold thread dragon patterns in front of him.

Immediately, his pupils trembled, and he stood up straight in fear, and whispered: "My son has seen the father and emperor."

Ning Juan glanced at him indifferently, but didn't reprimand him for running around without courtesy and lack of prudence - His Majesty the Emperor himself was the most disrespectful one, but when he saw the multicolored rope tied around his wrist, he raised his eyebrows slightly. Leaning down: "Your father made it for you?"

Ning Siyue nodded without realizing it, the chicken pecking rice.

Ning Juan stared at the five-colored rope for a moment, with a flat tone: "I asked Changshun to bring you a few more, and this one is for me."

Ning Si became more and more sluggish: "Huh?"

why?

Ning Juan pondered for a while, thinking about how to coax the child, when he took the colorful rope that Lu Qingze woven himself, he was smashed with something.

Looking around the entire palace, there is only one person who dares to smash him with something.

Ning Juan reached out to take it without raising his head, looked down and saw that it was a sachet containing insect repellent herbs.

Lu Qing stood in the corridor, angry and funny: "Your Majesty, you are really promising."

In order to build a colorful rope, he even did the work of coaxing the children.

Ning Yan casually touched Ning Siyue's fluffy head, walked a few steps away from him and walked down the corridor, looking at him, "Where's mine?"

Lu Qing said speechlessly: "If I remember correctly, in two days, you will be twenty-one years old. You are twenty-two, right? Do you want this?"

Didn't he always want him to reverse his impression, now he doesn't feel that Ning Juan is a child, and he is angry with a child.

Ning Juan whispered: "Then you always have to supply me three."

Left for three years, one per year.

Lu Qing was stunned for a moment, pursed his lips, and no longer teased Ning Juan: "Reach out your hand."

Ning Yan obediently stretched out his hand.

Lu Qing had an inexplicable feeling of letting the dog hook "shake hands" when training the dog, and the dog hook would obediently stretch out his paws to let him hold it.

He took out another braided five-color rope from his sleeve and tied it to Ning Juan, just as he was about to withdraw his hand, he was held down by Ning Juan.

His Majesty the Emperor even brought a five-colored rope. Although it was not as delicately woven as Lu Qingze's, it looked fine.

"Exorcism and good fortune," Ning Juan carefully tied the knot, but he didn't pick up the plane and deliberately rubbed against it, and said in a low voice, "Don't get sick again."

Lu Qingze's fingertips were curled up, and he could feel that Ning Juan was making a sincere wish.

The indifferent emperor who does not believe in ghosts and gods is willing to bow his head to the gods and Buddhas for him.

To say that there is no touch at all is false.

Ning Siyue suddenly had a small fluffy head, and said in surprise, "Did the royal father weave colorful ropes for the father, then..."

What about mine?

The child thought with a grievance in his heart.

Ning Wan pushed his head away coldly: "You have it."

It was written by Lu Qingze himself.

Ning Si was more disappointed: "...Oh."

He still failed to live up to his father's expectations.

Otherwise, the emperor would also make one for him himself, right?

Lu Qing saw that the big and small brain circuits were not in the same line at all, and felt a headache again, and rubbed his temples: "Don't stand outside, come in and eat zongzi, Changshun just sent it to you."

After the Dragon Boat Festival, Ning Juan's birthday is not far away, and the vassal kings from various places either come in person or send their cronies.

The people from Mobei also came.

For a time, the capital was very lively.

The three major battalions that were rebuilt by Ning Juan three years ago were inspected strictly, guarding the capital together with Jin Yiwei, and being alert to people's troubles. As more people arrived in the capital, the atmosphere became more tense.

Even ordinary people are aware of the subtlety.

But what about these dignitaries above, ordinary people can't control it, it's important to live a good life.

As the days approached, Ning Juan was not as confident as he had been at the beginning. He couldn't help but ask every day, "Huai Xue, have you thought about it?"

In fact, Lu Qing is not a procrastinator or a wanderer.

Just like when he first came to this world, he could quickly judge the pros and cons, gritted his teeth and decided to push the little **** who intended to hurt Ning Juan into the water.

But as long as something is involved with Ning Juan, he will become indecisive, and refuse to refuse firmly.

Hearing Ning Juan's question, he hesitated for a while, then frowned, "Other people may not recognize me, but if Ning Cong also appears at the birthday banquet, I'm afraid..."

Ning Cong, an idiot, may not be able to do it in other areas, but in this respect, not necessarily.

Lu Qingze went to the south to see the sea before, lived at the seaside for half a month, was blown down by the sea breeze, slowly went north, and cultivated in Shu for two months.

In those two months, he would occasionally hear that Ning Cong's family kept hundreds of beautiful pictures.

It's all the pictures that he "couldn't collect the real person". From time to time, the guards in the Shu Palace will walk around the streets with the picture scrolls, and see people who are similar to the pictures, no matter whether they are male or female, whether they are married or not, they will be arrested. Directly into the Shu Palace.

If you are lucky, if Ning Cong doesn't like it, he will be released. If you are unlucky, there will be no news after being caught in the palace of the King of Shu.

Lu Qing was not sure whether Ning Cong still remembered him, but he was sure that Ning Cong must have collected his picture scrolls - he didn't know if he had been obsessed with anything, but just thinking about it made him disgusting.

Ning Juan had previously sent Zheng Yao to Shu, and reported the situation in Shu in every detail. Naturally, he knew about Ning Cong's bad habit. Seeing Lu Qing, he frowned, showing a little discomfort, and his eyes flickered. A little chill.

"Huaixue don't have to worry," Ning Juan said slowly, "Ning Cong won't have a chance to see you again."

Thinking about how Ning Cong thought about Lu Qingze in his mind, he couldn't control his murderous aura.

How could he let that filthy thing get closer to Lu Qingze?

The concerns of the outside world were also eliminated by Ning Lian.

Lu Qing considered it for a long time, nodded and said, "Okay, I will accompany you to the Qianyuan Festival."

Ning Juan's eyes suddenly lit up: "Really? That's it!"

Even if he grows up and becomes excited, he is still the same as before.

Lu Qing commented in his heart, and his tone was calm: "But there is a condition."

"What conditions? Just mention it."

When he thought that Lu Qing agreed, Ning Juan was filled with unspeakable excitement, even if Lu Qing wanted to sit on the dragon chair, he would not refuse the throne.

He was willing to remove obstacles and let Lu Qing sit down safely.

Lu Qing was not so ambitious. Seeing Ning Juan's cheerful look, he said bluntly, "Don't bite my neck again in the future."

Ning Juan's mouth is heavy and he won't bite and bleed, but it will hurt.

Lu Qingze was bitten by Ning Juan from time to time. Now that he saw Ning Juan, he had a conditioned reflex - not physical, but psychological, like being bitten and licked by some evil wolf. Lick, what came was not pain, but another kind of thin itching.

Can't tell what it feels like.

He vaguely felt that he was trying to domesticate the evil wolf Ning Juan, but at the same time he was being domesticated silently by Ning Jian, getting used to everything he gave.

This made Lu Qingze a little unhappy, and it really hurt.

Ning Juan thought about it without thinking, and categorically rejected: "No."

Lu Qing said displeasedly: "Your Majesty, Jinkou Yuyan, you just said 'don't hesitate to mention it', and now you are slapped in the face?"

What about your promises and promises?

Ning Juan was silent for a while: "Then I also have a condition."

Lu Qing sipped his tea expressionlessly, thinking, are you playing dolls here?

Ning Juan stared at Lu Qingze: "Huaixue, don't call me your majesty again."

"Call me Jiwei."

He has been longing for it since three years ago, and Lu Qing can formalize his growth, no longer call him by his nickname, and don't call his majesty unfamiliarly.

He was full of longing and waited for Lu Qingze to fulfill his promise, crowned him with his own hands, and wrote the words he had chosen.

But in the end, I only saw Lu Qingze's name in the letter before he left.

This is almost an obsession of Ning Juan, and it is also the reason why he insists on letting Ning Si call Lu Qing Ze's father.

The title doesn't matter, but accepting it means being willing to acknowledge their relationship and the change between them.

Lu Qing wanted to avoid Ning Yan's eyes again.

Promising to attend with Ning Juan can be said to make Ning Juan not embarrassed in front of the ministers.

But agreeing to change the name of Ning Juan is really... another meaning.

Does he have feelings for Ning Juan that go beyond the feelings of teachers, students and relatives?

Three years ago, Lu Qing could honestly insist, absolutely not, but now...especially after what happened that night, it is difficult for him to have enough confidence.

Seeing that Lu Qing didn't respond for a long time, Ning Juan's eyes flashed a little disappointment, but he still pressed that emotion and smiled: "It's okay if Huaixue doesn't want to, then change the conditions. If you think I bite you, go to You can bite me later."

After a pause, he added: "You can bite anywhere."

Lu Qingze's complicated and unspeakable heart disappeared immediately, he took another sip of tea, and said coldly: "When everyone is a mad dog like you, what am I doing to bite you? You still want me to bite you. where?"

Spit out such words from Lu Qingze's mouth, it is really unbearable, and I can't help thinking about some dirty and filthy things.

Ning Wan stared at his lips for a while, then smiled happily.

Lu Qingze: "..."

This dog king.

Although the conditions were not negotiated, in the end Lu Qing agreed to attend together.

At the same time, Ning Cong, who had come from far away from Shu, entered the capital in a carriage.

Ning Cong still didn't know that his bottoms had been ripped off.

When they heard the news that the capital was coming, Ning Cong and his aide in the palace had a brief analysis, and only felt that the little emperor had summoned him to the capital, he should just be chasing the wind, plus some old accounts.

He is Ning Juan's uncle, and Ning Juan just wanted to detain him, but if he couldn't produce any evidence, there would be opinions in the clan, but if his precious son came, he might be detained as a proton.

If it weren't for his precious son, Ning Cong wouldn't want to come to the capital to face the vicious little emperor.

He deliberately dragged his schedule and only arrived in the capital two or three days earlier.

It was already dark when he entered Yanjing, Ning Cong found a reason not to see the little emperor, and went back to the Shu Palace to rest first.

Since returning to the capital, it is inevitable to think of individuals.

Ning Cong slapped his mouth, and felt a little pity when he thought of the premature death of Mrs. Lu.

Although it had been eight or nine years since the last meeting, he still remembered Lu Qingze's appearance clearly.

What a pity, with that figure and appearance, he died before he got his hands on it.

The person who attacked him is also very indifferent. It is rare to see someone with that appearance, or a noble temperament like the snow and the moon. Such an appearance and such a temperament are the most interesting to play with, what a pity to kill him?

It's not more fun to catch a hand and hide it and play with it, it's really a waste of money.

The more he thought about Lu Qingze's appearance, the more Ning Cong felt that he couldn't hold back the evil fire. The old bustard picked one who looked like it, and went to the private room, drinking and waiting.

After all, the capital is the territory of the little emperor. For the sake of safety, it is rare for him not to leave a brothel to accompany him in the house, and to have the guards guard it everywhere, so he can watch the beauties on the stage below play music and dance with confidence.

In the sound of the silk and bamboo orchestra, Ning Cong felt that the wine seemed a little too strong today, and after drinking a few glasses, he felt a little dizzy.

He was a little irritable, and turned around and scolded: "Why haven't you come yet, you're chirping."

As soon as he finished scolding, he heard another creaking sound, and the door of the private room was pushed open, revealing a white corner of his clothes.

Can you really find someone similar to Lu Qingze?

Ning Cong squinted and looked up and down, with great interest: "Come here, let this king see how it goes."

The man came from outside the door, with a steady gait, a lean body, and a cloth covering his face, so he could not see clearly.

This old bustard is still playing such tricks?

Ning Cong snorted when he saw him approaching, and reached out to lift the cloth on the man's face, but suddenly realized that something was wrong.

The person in front of him was mocking and cold.

But it was too late when I realized that it was wrong.

Ning Cong only felt a cold light flash in front of him, and an icy blade flashed past him.

Because of drinking, the pain was dull for a few moments before it spread, and it hurt every nerve like an explosion.

Ning Cong fell to the ground with a bang, his hands trembling and clutching his crotch, his whole body twitched uncontrollably, and he cried out in pain, "Ahhhhh!"

Only then did the guards guarding outside realize that something was wrong, and hurriedly pushed the door and came in, only to see Prince Shu collapsed on the ground, already in pain, twitching occasionally, and a pool of blood on his body.

A guard stepped forward, carefully opened Ning Cong's hand, and glanced at it.

Suddenly everyone "hiss" and felt a pain all over their body at the same time.

When he was lifted up by the guards, Ning Cong woke up again in pain, trembling all over: "This king's, this king's..."

The guard showed a horrible look on his face and did not dare to answer.

Ning Cong has been romantic all his life, and he naturally cares about his big baby, especially since he has few children.

Who knew it was going out to drink a flower wine, and the baby was dragged away by the assassin.

His face turned ashen in an instant, his lips were trembling, and he squeezed out word by word through gritted teeth: "Don't spread the word, block the news... Be sure to find out who this king is! This king will smash his corpse into ten thousand pieces!"

After speaking, the guard in front accidentally stepped on the air when he went downstairs, and fell down the stairs with an "ah".

The guard at the back was terrified and could not save him in time. He watched His Royal Highness the King of Shu fly out, rolled three times on the stairs, and fell to the ground with a bang, leaving a circle of blood along the way. something flew out.

Ning Cong's eyes darkened, and he passed out completely in pain.

As soon as the King of Shu arrived in the capital, he fell ill due to a cold, and he couldn't participate in the Qianyuan Festival to celebrate His Majesty's birthday. The weather in the capital is just right now, neither cold nor hot, and I don't know how His Royal Highness the King of Shu got the wind-cold.

There is no wall that does not leak, and there are rumors that the King of Shu went to prostitutes as soon as he entered Beijing, but was chopped up by the following rumors.

Whether it's true or not, it's interesting anyway.

Following the rumor that "an iron pestle is ground into a needle" a few years ago, His Royal Highness the King of Shu once again brought happiness after a meal to the people of the capital.

Lu Qing is not aware of the rumors outside, nor does he care.

Because Mobei also came.

In order to prevent the Tartars from entering, Lin Xi did not return to Beijing to celebrate his birthday in person, and only let Chen Xiaodao come back.

Since General Shi and Lu Qing left one after another, Chen Xiaodao felt that the capital was a sad place, and it was difficult to come back several times a year.

When he looked at the towering gates of the capital, he still felt a little sigh in his heart: in a blink of an eye, it has been almost four years.

His Majesty has sent people to clean up the Lu Mansion from time to time, as if the son will come back.

Chen Xiaodao knew that His Majesty must be very sad, perhaps even more sad than him.

Others are not stupid. After going to Mobei, they occasionally recalled some details, and naturally they also realized that there was something wrong between Ning Juan and Lu Qingze.

According to His Majesty's temperament, if the son is not dead, I am afraid that he will be imprisoned in the palace.

Chen Xiaodao pushed open the door of Lu Mansion. Even after he left for a few years, he still felt an indelible sense of familiarity. When he walked into the inner courtyard and saw the flowers that Lu Qing had raised, his eyes could not help but heat up.

He was staring at the blooming flowers in a daze, when a voice suddenly came from behind him: "Xiaodao."

Chen Xiaodao was stunned for a moment. He thought it was a hallucination, but he felt something was wrong. He turned his head and saw a familiar thin figure standing behind him. He was wearing a lotus-blue robe. He looked noble and unparalleled. With an apologetic smile.

Chen Xiaodao's eyes turned red, but in order to prevent the tears from blurring his eyes, he suddenly widened his eyes: "Oh my god, son? Is that you?"

Lu Qing was about to nod with a smile when he heard Chen Xiaodao murmur: "It turns out that what the old man said, being able to see a person's ghost is true... It's been three years, you haven't reincarnated yet? Is it the paper I burned? Not enough? But Your Majesty burned enough..."

"..." Lu Qing didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he walked over to Chen Xiaodao and touched his head, "Did the old man tell you that ghosts can't touch people?"

Although Lu Qingze's fingers were not warm, they had a little warmth.

Falling on the head is a very familiar feeling.

Chen Xiaodao was stunned for a long time, his mind finally turned around, and he jumped into Lu Qingze's arms with a "wow", almost knocked Lu Qingze down, and cried out of breath: "Young master, you are not dead. yes?"

Be careful to confirm while crying.

Lu Qing smiled and said, "Didn't you feel it?"

Chen Xiaodao cried so fast that it was the day of Lu Qingze's burial. Tears flowed non-stop, and he was so choked that he couldn't speak. It took a long time to calm down and rubbed his red eyes.

Lu Qing quietly waited for him to finish crying, and then said gently: "I'm sorry, I didn't tell you that I was inconvenienced back then."

Chen Xiaodao never held any grudges, and after crying happily, he passed by, wiping his tears and shaking his head: "As long as you are still alive, it is better than anything, you don't need to apologize to me, you can do whatever you want. It makes sense."

After a pause, he looked left and right to confirm that there was no one around, and then asked cautiously, "Is it because of... Your Majesty?"

Lu Qing was stunned for a moment, seeing that he probably guessed something, and subconsciously defended Ning Juan: "No."

In other words, not all because of Ning Juan, but more because it was a dead end.

Chen Xiaodao stayed in Mobei for three years, and he grew a lot taller and stronger. Compared with the frizz and frizz before, he was a little more composed, and his thinking was not as simple as before. Lu Qing Whatever he said, he believed.

He was very aware of Lu Qingze's temper, and from his appearance, he guessed that it must have something to do with His Majesty.

Alas, how could the young master's temperament be able to accept the violation of morality by teachers and students?

Chen Xiaodao sighed a few times in his heart, and couldn't help worrying: "Since the son has been away from the capital for three years, why did he come back? The capital is His Majesty's territory, you are not afraid..."

Lu Qing said helplessly, "I'm afraid it's too late."

Chen Xiaodao stopped his voice and opened his eyes in horror.

It means that the son has been discovered by His Majesty?

My God, His Majesty's temperament, knowing that the son has lied to him, what kind of rage is there?

Lu Qing patted him on the shoulder and pulled him to sit down by the promenade: "Your Majesty's attitude...is quite peaceful, don't worry about me. But you, why did you go to Mobei? How is Lin Xi? Haven't met Qin Yuanan?"

Chen Xiaodao felt that Lu Qing was changing the subject.

Don't you want to say more, son?

His heart became more and more tense, and he forced a smile to answer: "Young master is not in the capital, and I don't know anyone anymore, so I went to Mobei, and I didn't go to the front line. There is no danger in negotiating with a small country or a herdsman, so you don’t have to worry about it.”

That's not dangerous.

Lu Qing frowned, but didn't say anything, just nodded.

Chen Xiaodao continued: "Lin Xi is also very good. He speaks much more fluently now, but he still doesn't dare to speak in front of people. Everyone thinks how serious and cold he is, and they are afraid when they see him."

Lu Qing smiled, but he didn't expect that after a few years of separation, Lin Xi's "fierce name" would spread farther and farther.

"Qin Yuanan is already Lin Xi's lieutenant. He is very brave. I heard that he was demoted to Mobei by His Majesty," Chen Xiaodao scratched his head. , I take it with me when I go to the battlefield. It's very precious. The son seems to be familiar with him. Do you know who it is? I asked, but he didn't want to say.

It's Wei Qiao's ashes.

Lu Qing thought to himself and shook his head with a smile.

Chen Xiaodao was also not disappointed, and danced and talked about the past few years, vividly and vividly.

Lu Qing leaned against the railing with a smile and listened to him for a long time.

It was getting late, and the Emperor, who had been waiting in the palace for a long time, came down and paced back and forth, and finally couldn't help but come to the Lu Mansion to urge him.

When he saw Ning Juan's figure appearing behind the Moon Cave door, Chen Xiaodao was startled and almost jumped up, but Lu Qing stood behind him.

Ning Juan glanced at Chen Xiaodao flatly, without stopping his gaze, his eyes fell on Lu Qingze: "Huaixue, it's time to go back to the palace."

Chen Xiaodao's heart lifted higher.

Knowing His Majesty's thoughts, how could the Young Master agree, but if the Young Master does not agree, what will His Majesty do?

Lu Qing looked at Chen Xiaodao's nervous appearance, and patted his head soothingly: "Don't worry, I have nothing to do with Your Majesty. I'll go back to the palace first, and see you tomorrow at the Qianyuan Festival birthday banquet."

Chen Xiaodao was stunned: "Ah? Are you still attending the birthday banquet?"

In what capacity?

Lu Qing responded vaguely, not too embarrassed to tell Chen Xiaodao his strange identity, and got up and approached Ning Juan.

The evening wind was bleak, Ning Juan took off his robe, put it on his shoulder, stretched out his hand to wrap his shoulder, and walked out.

Is the son really voluntary?

Chen Xiaodao stared blankly at this scene, his mind turned slowly, and he remembered a rumor with hindsight.

It is said that His Majesty has a male queen.

It is said that the male queen, with a beautiful face, was taken into the palace by Her Majesty and forced to marry.

It is said that since His Majesty married him, he stayed at Jixuexuan where he lived every day, and it was said that he was a favorite every night.

Chen Xiaodao's eyes widened: "!!"

No, how could he bear to see Lu Qing fall into such a predicament.

He has to find a way to save Lu Qingze!