Raising wolves

Seeing the people in the carriage, Ning Cong was stunned.

Even though he was used to seeing beautiful women, he had never seen something like this...

He just sat there, and he couldn't take his eyes off him.

Ning Cong couldn't even find a word for a while, his greedy eyes went up and down, if his eyes could be manifested, he would be able to rip off Lu Qingze's clothes.

Lu Qing sat upright in the carriage, observing the King of Shu with a light expression on his face.

The latter's body was hollowed out by alcohol and sex, and his face, which could be called handsome, was devastated and bleak, and his eyes were sunken.

Kidney deficiency at a glance.

Lu Qing then calmly asked: "Does His Highness King Shu have any other instruction?"

The pale lips opened and closed slightly, without the car curtain blocking, the cold voice fell into the ear, and it was very seductive, Ning Cong only felt that his heart was numb, and his whole body was hot.

This little emperor is so lucky!

This stunning person, actually let him give lectures, it is such a waste of time.

This beauty actually had a little tear mole under her left eye. When she raised her eye, the end of her eye was thickly hooked, and the coldness of her eyes is a little thicker and brighter. It made people want to make the corner of her eye red.

Ning Cong couldn't help but stretch out his hand.

Before he could touch Lu Qingze, his hand was held down.

Ning Juan's face was extremely bad, and every word was overwhelmed by a terrifying gloom: "King of Shu, have you seen my Tai Fu enough."

He was called "Uncle Huang" just now, but now he’s calling his tittle. It is a clear warning.

In the end, this is the imperial palace after all, Ning Cong had to withdraw his hand, his eyes still glued to Lu Qingze, and his tone was light and slow: "I say….., how did Your Majesty hide it?, there is such a beauty in this palace, but it is also hidden from people to see."

Lu Qingze's eyes turned cold again.

In his previous life, he was harassed a lot, but he couldn't casually get angry, so he hated it when others commenting on his appearance like this.

Ning Juan's chest was boiling with majestic anger, but there was not a single expression on his face.

Ning Cong said loudly, "This king is holding a banquet tonight to wash away the dust. Why don't Miss Lu come to my house and join?"

" I am not feeling well," Lu Qing said lightly, "I am afraid that I will have to disappoint Your Majesty's kindness."

Instead of being unhappy at being rejected, Ning Cong licked his lips excitedly.

Usually when people are unwell, their look is compromised, and their complexion is damaged. This Taifu Lu was ill but his appearance seems to be even more vibrant, and his weakness is not enough to overcome his features, which makes people's blood surge.

Ning Cong became more determined to get this person: "Since Ms. Lu is can’t move around, why don't this king go to your house?."

Ning Juan stared at Ning Cong with a cold and calm look, hiding a hostility as light as a blade: "King of Shu, enough is enough."

"This king just wants to make friends with Lord Lu," Ning Cong glanced at him and didn't care, “As long as Lord Lu is willing, His Majesty won't have any problem, right?"

Lu Qingze didn't refuse just now. Isn't it intentional?

Ning Cong glanced at Lu Qingze again, and saw that he was wearing a snow-white fox fur, his cold complexion was softened a little, and his waist was upright and straight, thinking about being able to hold and press such a person under his body and do whatever he wanted. His heart is itching badly.

Just based on appearance alone, it is not impossible to give him the position of a concubine.

Just as he was about to get into trouble, Ning Juan raised the corner of his mouth coldly: "So that's how it is, I guess back then, uncle also wanted to make friend with grandfather Taizu's concubine."

As soon as these words came out, even Chang Shun, who had bravely followed over, had his eyelids jumped.

The other servants desperately moved to the side quietly, trying to narrow their presence for fear of bringing disaster.

Ning Cong's face instantly darkened.

This scandal made him suffer from ridicule and disgrace back then, and he was eventually thrown away to the distant land of Shu.

After Taizu's death, no one dared to mention this matter in front of him again.

But no matter how much you look down on this young emperor, he is still the emperor.

Ning Cong's eyes flashed a sinister murderous aura, he snorted coldly, and left.

The beautiful attendant who followed him into the palace quickly followed and shouted, "Your Highness, wait for me!"

When Ning Cong thought of Lu Qingze's face, and then looked at his pet of an attendance; that he was quite satisfied with last night, he was even more upset.

It's just a bunch of uncouth, vulgar people.

When Ning Zong left, Lu Qingzhe pressed his brow with a slight headache.

It was windy outside, and the little emperor had a sullen face, not knowing what he was thinking, his face was blown a little red. He stretched out his hand and pulled Ning Juan into the sedan chair, and nodded to a group of trembling servants: "Go back to the Qianqing Palace."

Ning Yan still didn't make a sound.

Just now, he caught a cold, and his throat became uncomfortable again. Lu Qing coughed twice, and said with a smile: "It is the minister who is being targeted, not your majesty. Why so gloomy."

Ning Wan pursed her lips tightly, and said after a long while, "I just feel that I am useless."

"What did your majesty say," Lu Qing coaxed him, "you just stabbed the king of Shu away?"

Ning's face still did not look good.

Lu Qingze continued to coax, "If it wasn't for Your Majesty coming to save the day, I don't know what would have happened, but I'm glad you came to help me."

He said it smoothly, he forgot to say that for a while, Ning Juan didn't remind him, his face eased a little, looked at Lu Qingze, his brows furrowed again: "That scoundrel will certainly not stop here."

Lu Qing saw that the little emperor's hand was red from the cold, reached out to hold his hand, rubbed it lightly, and comforted him: "It's okay, I'm a big man, he can't possibly take me away in the street."

Ning Wan's eyelashes trembled.

Lu Qingze's health is not good, and his hands are naturally warm.

But being held by those warm and delicate hands, it was like being covered by a piece of silky satin, and the faint but real warmth soaked in little by little through the place where the skin touched.

He originally he wanted to withdraw his hand but somehow his action froze.

Lu Qing just did it subconsciously, and it took a while for him to regain his senses.

It was mentioned in the original work that tyrants hated physical contact with people since childhood, and the palace before and after his death was always empty. Whoever dared to remonstrate would be unlucky.

There are a few who are beyond their own senses and dared to seduce Ning Juan, and the consequence is that wherever they touch him, they will be cut down.

His scalp tingled, hurriedly retracted his hand.

The last time was to teach him to write, this time is an act of kindness, not considered intentional contact, right?

Ning Juan: "..."

He held the hand stove and increase the temperature, dropping his eyelashes, his eyes fell on the pair of long, thin, white hands, giving rise to a bit of dissatisfaction.

Why don't you warm him up with your hands?

The two of them sat facing each other thoughtfully, and after a while, Ning Juan continued the topic: "Not necessarily."

Lu Qing raised his eyes: "Huh?"

"The King of Shu is not new to bullying; men and women in his fiefdom are all a target," Ning Juan said with a sullen face, "Besides, he is a prince, you are a subject, If he insists on inviting you out, you can't refuse it again and again."

That makes sense.

Lu Qing was hit with a headache by the unexpected disaster: "refuse it, anyway, everyone knows I am sick."

"What about when he wants to go to your house, as he just did?" Ning asked rhetorically.

Lu Qingze: "..."

"At least in the palace, within my line of sight, he doesn't dare to do anything to you." The little emperor's handsome face looked very serious, "Anyway, you have to come to the palace to give lectures every day, and Wei Herong will not tolerate the vassal king to stay in the capital for too long, when Ning Cong is in the Capital, you should stay in the palace."

That's seem to be the only way, Lu Qing then said helplessly, "Thank you, Your Majesty - then I beg you to send someone to the Lu residence to tell the people in my residence that I won't be going back for the time being."

Ning Juan's brows moved, remembering that he said there was someone in the house that waited for him, and squeezed the delicate hand stove: "I will send Changshun later, bring a message to who?"

"Chen Xiaodao."

It didn't sound like a woman's name, Ning Juan pretended to ask casually, "Who is he?"

"The steward of the minister's mansion," Lu Qing smiled, "I considered him to be my brother, who is a few years older than His Majesty."

younger brother?

Ning Juan pursed his lips, and a small jade snow dumpling face sunken.

Lu Qing didn't notice it, and was still pondering: "By the way, please ask Chang shun to help me take a few pieces of calligraphy out. Xiao dao is also studying calligraphy every day. When I'm away, I can only let him come to copy a book."

There was a storm between Ning Juan's brows, and his voice was raised a degree: "You're teaching him to write calligraphy?

Lu Qing was at a loss: "Yeah, what's wrong?"

Ning Juan said angrily, "Do you still remember that you are my teacher!"

How can you teach others!

Lu Qing smiled strangely: "Your Majesty, so you know that I am your teacher?"

Ning Lan: "..."

TThe young emperor's unexplained anger lasted all morning, and it still hadn't subsided by lunchtime.

Lu Qing admitted that he had done nothing wrong and was not ready not ready to spoil the child.

When parents have no line, they will make their arrogant children. The little emperor's blackened temperament has to be mellowed and change.

Changshun went out of the palace and brought back several packages of prepackaged medicinal materials.

It is inconvenient to mention the reason why Lu Qing was unable to leave the palace. Chen Xiaodao was clever, and he only inquire a little. He didn't ask any further questions. He was just worried about Lu Qingze's health and asked Chang shun to supervise Lu Qingze medicine. He also asked Chang shun to delivered a message to Lu Qing to rest assured, and recuperate well in palace he will wait for him to return home.

The young emperor was very concerned about Lu Qingzhe.

The little emperor was quite upset, and snorted from his nose: "What medicine is not in the palace."

Lu Qing glanced at him.

Ning Juan read the book for three seconds, then raised his head again: "Later let the imperial doctor come and re-prescribe a prescription for you, what kind of quack doctor did your brother hire? It's been so many days, and you still coughing so hard."

Lu Qing listened to him quietly, took a sip of hot tea, and said slowly: "Your Majesty, I have been wanting to ask since a while ago."

Ning Juan: "?"

"Do you have any opinion on this minister brother?"

"...Heh," Ning Juan's little face stiffened, "How could I have any opinion on a little housekeeper!"

The author has something to say:

Little Emperor: Put up a pussy's face.