Chapter 80 is uncontrollable, it's all about pasting! Keep pasting! ...
Outside the door, the urge to watch the drama unfold gradually subsided.
A wave of utter panic washed over Lian Qing.
What's inside the house...?
The other party is...
This isn't a bedroom, it's a study. There's no bedding in it. How can this be...?
The clear blue sky in broad daylight is too...
The afternoon sun shone brightly, its heat scorching Lian Qing's cheek. His throat bobbed, his thoughts churning uncontrollably, forbidden yet alluring.
It's as if that long-held, hidden suspicion is about to be unexpectedly confirmed.
A cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
It felt like I was walking on cotton, and I couldn't stand steadily.
Lian Qing didn't dare to move an inch or make a sound outside the door, even fearing that some clueless soldier might see him and report to the inside on his behalf.
If he accidentally catches the two in the act, or ruins their plans, will he be silenced?
But if he doesn't react at all, doesn't say a word, and doesn't try to persuade him, will the old Duke appear in his dream again and beat him up?
Lian Qing found it increasingly terrifying.
His suspicions made him hate that he couldn't see through things.
The emperor's soft gasp came again from inside; his voice, naturally ethereal and otherworldly, reminded Lian Qing of Hua Luo.
"Ouch... Be gentle. You have calluses on your hands."
"Slower."
Lian Qing's heart was about to explode!
No matter how many reckless little songs he had sung, Lian Qing was still a novice, the most refreshing bachelor in the Longwu Army camp.
My thoughts were uncontrollably led astray; how could I bear this?
He was suddenly struck by the truth, which connected all the previous clues. In an instant, he found a reason for everything, from the sour grapes incident to General Xie's unusual smile when he received the letter.
General Xie is absolutely audacious!
However, out of respect for the emperor and his superiors, he could not possibly have imagined that such terms as "favoritism" and "sycophancy" would be used.
On the other hand, Lian Qing recalled in bits and pieces that he had indeed heard that General Xie and His Majesty had some past experiences in their childhood.
Because he was protective of his master, Lian Qing easily romanticized the kind of affection that would never be accepted by the world.
Green are your robes, green is my heart.
What's wrong with childhood sweethearts?
Moreover, His Majesty is handsome and General Xie is heroic and upright. Both are in their prime and are very pleasing to the eye. This can be a good match!
The level of acceptance was very high; suppressing the sense of taboo, Lian Qing nodded heavily.
Outside, the old falcon was lazily perched under the eaves, glancing at Lian Qing with a half-hearted look. Its beak was curved, and the tea bird tilted its head disdainfully, not even bothering to lower its head.
Shashashasha.
In the courtyard, the leaves of the sycamore trees rustled, and a slightly warm afternoon breeze swept in.
The breeze swept through the entire courtyard, like a gentle hand, slowly pushing the study door open halfway.
This meant that Lian Qing, who could only hear the sounds inside just moments before, could now see half of the figures inside.
I saw a figure moving in my field of vision, right in front of the desk.
Lian Qing quickly lowered his head!
I only regret that I have eyes.
But he managed to restrain himself for only two or three breaths.
The more indistinct the sounds, the more one could sense the swaying figures inside the room and hear the soft creaking of the bamboo chair.
Lian Qingyue felt a tickling sensation in her heart, as if a cat was scratching at her.
Even if it meant risking his life, he had to take a peek inside. He would just look from afar to see what was going on.
Just one look!
After a mental struggle, Lian Qing slowly raised his eyelids and looked into the room.
People like them, who usually use bows and arrows, all have excellent eyesight.
With just a glance, Lian Qing saw that the emperor was not wearing a dragon robe in the study, but rather a loose, snow-white thin shirt, and was sitting in the round-backed chair in the study.
The emperor's slender arms rested on the armrests of the chair.
With swaying hips, the emperor was writhing restlessly.
And General Xie... he seemed to be kneeling on one knee, head bowed before the emperor. Could it be that he was... he was...
Lian Qing couldn't bear to imagine it.
Hot blood rushed to his face, and evil fire slammed into his lower abdomen.
Lian Qing blinked dozens of times; the sky had fallen.
Green, green, green, childhood sweethearts...
Even childhood sweethearts shouldn't be so frivolous!
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"hiss--"
System task: Have Xie Qianli apply the medicine (100/???)
In the study, the emperor took another deep breath.
Her gaze was lowered, her long eyelashes like feather fans.
Ying Xi's vision was of her own white, gleaming right leg, her slender right calf being supported by Xie Qianli's rough, broad hands, being rubbed back and forth by his two large hands.
The medicinal oil has a slightly bitter taste.
When applying medication, the friction can make the skin very hot.
Ying Xi's right leg was hit by a flying locust stone, which punched a purplish-blue bruise the size of a bowl into his right calf muscle.
He tripped and fell while running away, scraping his left knee and leaving a large bruise, but fortunately the military doctor diagnosed that he had not suffered any serious injuries.
The emperor was to personally accompany the army on future campaigns, and the military doctor prescribed two remedies to quickly treat the external injuries.
The first prescription is a medicinal bath. The reason she is wearing a thin shirt now is because Ying Xi has just finished a bath, and the bath tub contains herbs that relax muscles and promote blood circulation, and warm and nourish the meridians.
The second remedy is to apply saffron oil.
However, simply applying the medicated oil isn't enough; to quickly reduce bruising, it needs to be applied in conjunction with massage. Military doctors are perfectly capable of doing this.
But the romance system won't allow it!
He finally found an excuse; the system was eagerly waiting for him here, and he couldn't go back on his promise to the emperor.
The task was assigned in this way.
He couldn't even use the physician; he had to bite the bullet and ask Xie Qianli to apply the medicine for him.
System task: Have Xie Qianli apply the medicine (200/???)
Ying Xi frowned, trying to figure out the meaning of the strange symbol in front of her. It looked like three fishhooks with three dots underneath. What was it?
Ying Xi is very intelligent.
When Ying Xi realized that the numbers had been fluctuating for so long and the system task was still not finished, he began to boldly guess that the symbol should refer to some uncertain value.
In other words, Ying Xi thought that whether or not the task was completed depended on the system's decision.
In other words—it has to be made beautiful.
Sweet Tong: "Shhhhhh."
Sweet Tong: "Delicious, delicious, ssssssssss."
"It smells so good. The difference in skin color and body size between you two is quite striking. The big wolfhound's paws can completely encircle His Majesty's calves. Don't those hands feel very hard?"
"The big wolfhound looks tough, tough in every way."
"I've brought you two to the Civil Affairs Bureau, would you two like to kill me to liven things up?"
"General Xie is so clueless. How could he bear to just massage my legs? Shouldn't he turn his head and kiss me instead?"
"Your Majesty has just finished bathing; your skin must smell so sweet and fragrant."
"With such a beauty before you, why pretend to be straight? Balala the Fairies are turning gay! Hey Xie, you better pounce on her and chatter away!!!"
Ying Xi: "..."
The emperor's ears were ringing incessantly.
The romance system, speaking in a girlish voice, bombarded him with suggestive remarks, showing no sign of stopping.
Ying Xi glanced at the mission progress: Have Xie Qianli apply the medicine (999/???)
Suddenly, Tian Tong burst out with a loud shout, her voice rising eight octaves, emitting a dolphin-like scream: "—I'll bring a billion carts of erotic pictures to my wedding!!!"
Ying Xi shuddered: "..."
The emperor was startled by the sound for the first time, and he gripped the armrests of his chair, nearly being thrown off balance.
System task: Have Xie Qianli apply the medicine (1314/???)
Sweetie is too excited.
This left Ying Xi speechless, unsure where to even begin to complain, and she even started to worry that the romance system might be overcharged.
Will it get damaged?
The truth is that Ying Xi was overthinking it. Tian Tong was becoming more and more lively, and the task was not yet completed. The emperor had already decided not to spoil its fun.
However... the only difficult thing was that Ying Xi squirmed in her seat again.
He was truly struggling to cope: "It hurts so much. Xie Qing, please be a little gentler."
Yingxi's skin is thin and sensitive, and the injury is on her calf, which is usually completely hidden, with itchy flesh hidden in the bend of her knee.
Once Xie Qianli's palm supported the leg, the medicated oil became slippery, the calluses on his palms and fingertips were irritating, and the bruises on his calves made the touch feel like needles. Even the slightest pressure felt like falling into a syringe.
How could Ying Xi tolerate this?
Even the most reserved emperor would not want to suffer this foreign torment.
Since this wasn't a public place, he put all the pressure on Xie Qianli, telling him to handle it carefully and be as gentle as possible.
Ying Xi secretly caught her breath.
Opposite the emperor, Xie Qianli frowned slightly, and although his hands continued to move, he tried to massage slowly.
But he was like a frigid snow mountain, radiating an astonishing chill, his expression extremely solemn, his gaze seemingly unfocused.
If someone were standing next to them, they might think that the act of rolling up the emperor's trousers and applying medicine to him caused General Xie deep discomfort.
In fact, Xie Qianli's skin was red and hot from the tip of his ear to the base of his ear, but fortunately no one noticed.
He held Yingxi's calves in his hands; her skin was soft to the touch, light and slender, as white as jade.
He dared not look.
He was afraid that if he glanced at it, he would start to fantasize about more things, so he simply avoided looking at it.
He tried to distract himself with other things, military matters, miscellaneous tasks, even scriptures...
He wanted to calm his mind and find peace.
But he was always brought back to his senses by his beloved. Xie Qianli's heart trembled, his throat was dry and tight, and he couldn't bear Ying Xi's cries of pain.
Xie Qianli stopped what he was doing in a moment of carelessness and said in a hoarse voice, "Your Majesty, I am clumsy in my work. If you are not comfortable with it, I will go and bring a military doctor."
Ying Xi looked at her straight legs.
Although the other person stopped moving, his calf was still in his hand.
Without the gentle gesture of applying the medicine, the action would have been too intimate.
Not only was his calf burning, but Ying Xi's face was also burning involuntarily. He felt very uncomfortable. He tensed his arches against Xie Qianli's chest.
System task: Have Xie Qianli apply the medicine (3334/???)
Are you going to keep kowtowing forever?
The numbers kept rising, and the end seemed a long way off. Ying Xi gritted her teeth in secret.
But he was an honest emperor and didn't bother Tian Tong. He would tolerate it when necessary, and the service would continue as scheduled.
Ying Xi: "No need, thank you."
The emperor offered no explanation. There's really no way to explain this.
The emperor couldn't very well say directly, "I've got a system attached to me. The system enjoys watching me interact with other men." Even an emperor has his pride.
Xie Qianli raised his sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, meeting Ying Xi's gaze for only one glance. His eyes held complex emotions, and his upper lip twitched slightly, a budding, burgeoning hope swelling within him.
He didn't say anything, nor did he ask anything he shouldn't have, and his movements became even lighter.
But according to the emperor's requirements, this didn't resemble applying medicine at all, but rather caressing. He even considered flirting.
Xie Qianli lowered his head and pursed his lips to banish his delusions.
System task: Have Xie Qianli apply the medicine (5555/???)
Ying Xi: "..."
I've already given up; I can't expect the system to let me off easily.
Ying Xi had no choice but to give up and decide to share the damage by replacing her other leg.
His left leg was injured at the knee: "Let's apply the medicine here again."
When switching legs, Xie Qianli was still holding Ying Xi's left leg, so he couldn't pull his left leg out, and there was nowhere for his right leg to land.
Ying Xi's toes could only touch Xie Qianli's shoulder.
Her toes were pure white, her toenails were like pearls, and her arches were pink.
He put his arm around Xie Qianli's shoulder, then suddenly sensed something was wrong. When Ying Xi's toes touched the other's, it felt like she had hit a solid wall.
He felt the heat and wanted to pull his foot back.
Even if there were reasons for his actions, from the perspective of both the ruler and his subject, Xie Qianli's behavior was indeed somewhat excessive.
Ying Xi reminded herself to be mindful of her identity, a warning bell ringing in her mind.
But Ying Xi did not expect Xie Qianli's reaction to be far stronger than her own.
The moment her toes touched Xie Qianli's shoulder and braced herself on his shoulder armor, Xie Qianli's body stiffened instantly, his expression revealing his panic, and he actually took a few steps back!
With his retreat, the emperor's injured leg will inevitably fall into the void.
But the emperor's injury was to his knee.
When the weight of the entire leg strikes down, the knee joint will inevitably be vibrated.
Xiao Xi is afraid of pain.
Xie Qianli had no choice but to go from dodging to pouncing.
Fortunately, he was quick and agile, and he held Ying Xi's feet with both hands. The nerves on the toes of her feet were far more sensitive than those on her legs.
Ying Xi was suddenly enveloped by those rough calluses. Her toes curled up, but Xie Qianli was so provoked by her that he tightened his grip.
A deadly itch struck, and Ying Xi, leaning on the armchair, shivered violently; her overstepping posture had become extremely inappropriate.
—Is there such a minister in the world?
The emperor's face flushed with an barely suppressed blush.
He was flustered and naturally became angry and ashamed.
But Yingxi seemed to realize that the other party was unwilling to interact with her, who was also a man, which was why she had such a strong reaction. For some reason, she couldn't control the nameless anger in her heart.
Ying Xi raised her leg and kicked out!
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