Chapter 42: Feng Xue Returns
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Qianhe Liyou left, leaving An Hui and Sang Zixin alone. Sang Zixin was a little dazed as he watched Qianhe Liyou disappear, while An Hui looked at Sang Zixin with a murderous look in his face. He wanted to kill him because he might hurt the emperor. He didn't want any danger to exist around the emperor, especially someone who might poison the emperor at any time. But he knew he couldn't do it. The emperor must have his own reasons for keeping this person, and he couldn't disobey the emperor's orders.
"My lord, if you are all right, I will take my leave first." When Sang Zixin withdrew his gaze, he noticed the gazes of the people around him. He lowered his head slightly and took a few steps back in embarrassment.
"You are the emperor's male favorite. Even if you are a slave, you are the emperor's slave, not mine. Don't belittle yourself." The term "male favorite" is very lowly, but it depends on whose male favorite you are. As the emperor's person, it is an honor even if you have no status. He does not allow him to belittle his status.
Sang Zixin shook her head in surprise and looked at the man in front of her, but she could not see any expression on that cold face. She could only ponder what he said in her heart.
An Hui did not stay for long after saying this, and disappeared from Sang Zixin's sight in a few flashes. Sang Zixin sighed in surprise, guessing that the other party might be the guard protecting the emperor. He grew up in the palace, so he naturally knew that the royal family had always been protected by guards in secret. He thought that this young man should be the emperor's secret guard, and his martial arts were really powerful. If he had such powerful martial arts, he would not be bullied.
It was still dark in the morning, Qianhe Liyou opened her eyes as if she had not slept, deep, dark and shiny, while Luo Weiqing beside her was still sleeping, their dark hair intertwined, Qianhe Liyou moved slightly, and involved Luo Weiqing, who slowly opened his eyes, his eyes seemed a little dazed, and then saw Qianhe Liyou's enlarged face
"Your Majesty!" Luo Weiqing stood up in surprise, but was pushed back by Qian Heliyou halfway, and his words were blocked in his lips.
The passionate kiss almost made Luo Weiqing, who had just woken up, faint. In the dizziness, he remembered everything that happened last night, which made him even more shy and closed his eyes tightly, allowing the other party to flirt with him.
"Sleep a little longer, I'm going to court." Before Luo Weiqing was almost suffocated, Qianhe Liyou finally ended the kiss. Seeing Luo Weiqing's shy look, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Because she had gone out last night and just came back to sleep, she just took off her coat and put it aside. She stood up and picked up her coat. Before she adjusted her belt, she felt a pair of gentle hands behind her helping her adjust it. The warm breath carried her own scent.
"Your Majesty, let me change your clothes." Luo Weiqing hurriedly put on an inner garment and then gently tidied up Qianhe Liyou's clothes.
The clothes were quickly put on. Qian Heliyou held Luo Weiqing's hand that was about to be withdrawn and gave it a gentle kiss. "Rest. I will come to see you when I have time."
"Your Majesty, you should also take care of your health." Luo Weiqing lowered his head slightly, feeling happy because of Qianhe Liyou's rare gentleness.
Qianhe Liyou didn't say anything else, but reached out to touch the wound on Luo Weiqing's neck. Those were her teeth marks, always left in the same place, proving that this person belonged to her.
Luo Weiqing shrank back, raised his eyes slightly, but his eyes were full of warmth.
Qianhe Liyou pointed a finger, and Luo Weiqing was surprised to find that he was actually hugged, and in the blink of an eye he was lying on the bed. Qianhe Liyou pulled the quilt over him, nodded slightly, and left, leaving Luo Weiqing with a silly smile on his face. Although he was a little tired, he couldn't fall asleep.
In the court, everyone argued for a long time about how to deal with the envoys from the Sang Kingdom. Some said that they should be detained directly, while others said that when two countries are at war, envoys should not be killed, so they must be let go. It was not until Qianhe Liyou spoke up and told them to go immediately that the argument was stopped. Then everyone started the next topic without any dispute and no one objected to Qianhe Liyou's order.
Afterwards, Qianhe Liyou also solved the problems of famine and bandits, and even dispatched the border navy to deal with the pirate problem. Apart from these minor issues, the rest of the time was almost all spent on using troops against the State of Sang. Various possibilities of war between the two countries, strategic deployment, civilian and military issues, all kinds of issues were put on the table for discussion. Many times the arguments were very heated, but Qianhe Liyou no longer stopped them and remained silent.
In the end, the argument became a little boring, and everyone stopped at the same time and looked at their emperor.
"Why aren't you arguing anymore?" Qianhe Liyou said coldly. In fact, sometimes it was very interesting to watch them arguing, and she could learn a lot from it. She had lived for tens of thousands of years, but in fact many things were blank. Her familiarity with this country and the handling of state affairs almost all came from Qianhe Liyou's own memories, plus her own understanding. There must be some things she didn't understand very well, such as the state affairs that had been somewhat neglected by Qianhe Liyou. Now, after listening to these ministers, she also knew many things she didn't know.
"I am terrified."
"Dismiss the court. War is not just talk. You should do what you should do and wait and see what happens." Even though the war had happened, these people did not feel any "pain" because victory came so easily. Those who died would only become numbers in the report. No matter how much these court officials could empathize with the war, they could not understand the real war because they were not exposed to the bloody battlefield, and this even included herself.
"Yes, I obey your command."
After the court was dismissed, Qianhe Liyou originally wanted to go to Fengqing Palace to see Luo Weiqing, but he stopped halfway and waved his hand to send everyone away.
"Come out." Qianhe Liyou said lightly to the air.
There was a twist in the air, and Feng Xue, dressed in snow-white, appeared in front of Qianhe Liyou, with her white hair hanging to the ground slightly fluttering. At this moment, Qianhe Liyou suddenly thought of the word "dream".
"Master, Feng Xue is back." Feng Xue's brows were full of smiles and his eyes were filled with joy.
Qian He Li You observed Feng Xue, with a look of surprise in her eyes. She felt that Feng Xue seemed a little different. He was no longer the desperate and resentful man trapped in the brothel. Instead, he had some indescribable taste, like a mature and
"Feng Xue, you are different." She originally wanted to say that he has grown up, but this little fox demon is already more than three hundred years old, and it seems a bit weird to say that he has grown up, so she temporarily changed the words and said that he is different.
End of this chapter
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