What you learn from paper is always superficial
The wind and moon gradually disappear beyond the clouds, and the morning mist is thick.
Inside the Chaoyue Palace, there are red candles and embroidered curtains hanging.
“Hmm…”
Ji Mingxiu fumbled around in a daze, wondering why Qiu Ling hadn't called him to the morning court today.
"What time is it..."
"Your Majesty, it is almost time."
"What? Sishi? I'm going to be late!"
Ji Mingxiu suddenly opened his eyes and sat up, only to meet Su Yuanbai's eyes as clear as the moon.
"Your Majesty, today is a day off and you will not be attending court."
Su Yuanbai gently held Ji Mingxiu's hand, pushed him back onto the bed, and tucked in the corner of the quilt.
"National...National Master?"
Ji Mingxiu stared blankly at the white snow and red plum quilt covering his body, then he realized that this was not his Qianqing Palace.
This is... Asazuki Palace!
"It's still early, Your Majesty, would you like to sleep a little longer?"
Good morning... good morning?
He pinched the edge of the quilt, lowered his eyes to look at the white and bony hand holding him down, his face gradually flushed.
Last night, it was these hands that guided him to where he should go...
Or cling to his shoulders, or hold his waist...
For a moment, the curtains were dark, and both of them bowed their heads in silence.
After a moment, Ji Mingxiu said in a low voice with a red face.
"I will take responsibility."
"I will pretend nothing happened."
What?
Ji Mingxiu raised his head suddenly and looked at Su Yuanbai in surprise, but met his equally surprised gaze.
"I……"
Before he could finish his words, Su Yuanbai had already stepped forward and blocked Ji Mingxiu's lips, rubbing them gently and repeatedly.
Am I the kind of man who pulls out his dick without mercy? Why are you all talking to me one by one without letting me finish my words!
"His Majesty……"
After pressing their lips for a moment, Su Yuanbai reluctantly separated. Her fiery and deep eyes flashed with tiny glimmers as she stared at him without blinking, and she spoke in a hoarse voice.
"I didn't say anything just now."
…………
Who did the Imperial Master learn from? Why can’t you just say it quietly? Why do you have to use your mouth?
But this kiss seemed to ease the awkwardness between the two, and the atmosphere instantly broke away from the serious teacher-student meeting.
"cough……"
Ji Mingxiu's eyes wandered around, and he kept cheering himself up in his heart, I am the attacker, I am the attacker!
"National Master..."
He turned his head and stared at Su Yuanbai with pretended calmness, trying to demonstrate the domineering aura that an emperor should have.
…………
never mind……
"I... How come I don't know what the Imperial Master is thinking... cough..."
Ji Mingxiu really couldn't say the word "happy" when looking at Su Yuanbai's cold and deep eyes. This face didn't look like one that could be tainted by fireworks.
But he remembered that he had been eating desserts for several months in a row, and it seemed that everything had been foreshadowed.
"I have been loyal to this for a long time."
Su Yuanbai looked at him intently, with a deep heat surging in his eyes.
That's my problem?
"But……"
Ji Mingxiu couldn't help feeling aggrieved when he thought of the miserable years when he was dominated by the Imperial Master.
"The Imperial Master has always been very serious to me, but he is very kind to my brother. I have always thought that the Imperial Master dislikes me..."
Is it that serious?
Isn't it because you, Your Majesty, have a more stubborn temper that I am so strict?
Of course this cannot be said.
Su Yuanbai never smiled all year round, and a rare look of regret appeared on his frosty face.
He frowned in great distress, lowered his eyes and pursed his lips to explain: "I thought... His Highness Mingyu would inherit the throne."
Hmm? What?
Ji Mingxiu was suddenly stunned.
After all this time, all that stuff about pleasing me and having loved you for a long time is fake!
The Imperial Master is the one who is plotting against my throne!
Ji Mingxiu was embarrassed and annoyed. He threw back the quilt and was about to leave.
I swear that I will never set foot in this Chaoyue Palace again!
Who would have thought that after taking just two steps, he was almost tripped by a pile of books stacked next to the square table.
Ji Mingxiu subconsciously held up the shaky book, and picked up the ancient books that fell on the ground and patted them.
etc?
Why is this name so strange?
"Forty-nine secrets to capture a man's heart", "Universal skills in love", "One hundred applications of psychological warfare theory in practice"...
…………
Ji Mingxiu casually flipped open a copy of "Thirty-Six Strategies of Love" and discovered that it was filled with the thin, vigorous and handsome handwriting of the imperial teacher.
The national teacher actually took notes!
The more Ji Mingxiu thought about it, the angrier he became. He turned around with the evidence and slapped it on the bed, pointing at the boxes and lines specially marked with cinnabar on it - a specific analysis of the comprehensive application of the "torture tactic" and "playing hard to get". He was so angry that he couldn't speak.
Did I specially give the imperial teacher the cinnabar so that he could use it for this?
It was planned!
The Imperial Master is plotting to seize my throne!
Su Yuanbai seemed to not understand why Ji Mingxiu suddenly got angry. He sat on the couch at a loss, until Ji Mingxiu picked up the book on the ground and slammed it in front of him.
He immediately lowered his eyelids, his face became serious, and the tips of his ears were faintly flushed.
"Well, there are beautiful women in books. I think this is very reasonable."
"you!"
I'm asking you about your crime, why are you blushing?!
"Yes! I am inferior to my brother in every way! I know that! But do I want to sit on the throne? You forced me to sit on it!"
Ji Mingxiu was so angry that he spoke without thinking and threw the book to the ground.
"You two are so different in how you treat your brother and me. Now that I'm the emperor, you must be disappointed, right?"
"His Majesty!"
Su Yuanbai frowned and scolded in a low voice.
Ji Mingxiu suddenly became speechless and lowered his head, not daring to speak. This damn feeling came back to him again.
Su Yuanbai stood up, picked up the book on the ground, and put it back carefully.
He really didn't want to interact with Ji Mingxiu in this way, as it seemed to remind him all the time that he was doing something immoral and taboo that violated the golden rules he had learned for many years.
But over the years, they have become accustomed to this identity.
Su Yuanbai looked helplessly at Ji Mingxiu, who bowed his head and said nothing, and spoke word by word.
"Your Majesty is very good. I do not think that Your Majesty is inferior to His Majesty Mingyu."
He paused, and his tone became heavy and tinged with a hint of sadness.
"Could it be that in your Majesty's heart...I am such a clinging person?"
Don't you covet my throne?
Ji Mingxiu did not dare to say this. He lowered his head and muttered, "Then why do you say... that being nice to my brother means... that he will ascend the throne..."
"This……"
Su Yuanbai pursed his lips and said a little embarrassedly.
"Convenient... ahem... marriage proposal..."
Grant marriage?
Ji Mingxiu's face flushed instantly and he bowed in panic.
"I...I still have things to do, Imperial Master, please have a good rest..."
"Wait." Su Yuanbai quickly grabbed him, "Your Majesty has not changed his clothes yet."
"I can do it myself!"
Ji Mingxiu hurriedly took the black robe and put it on, then pushed the door and left as if escaping.
"His Majesty."
Qiu Ling was still standing outside the door, carefully putting a crane cloak on Ji Mingxiu.
"Hmm...what's going on?"
He held Qiu Ling's hand and spread it out, revealing several crescent-shaped bloodstains on the thin, white palm.
"Your Majesty, I was accidentally caught by a cat last night."
Cats? When did cats first appear in the palace?
"They were raised by some concubines to entertain them."
As if he had noticed Ji Mingxiu's confusion, Qiu Ling added as he straightened his messy collar.
"Well, let's let the imperial physician take a look at it later."
"Yes, thank you for your consideration, Your Majesty."
Qiu Ling lowered his eyes and answered, hiding the heavy and complicated emotions in his eyes.
The west wind blows the fallen leaves wildly, but few people know whether it is cold or warm.