Chapter 77 Miss Thief 14 Short Letter, Deep Love, Lifelong Lover
That lucky guy can really wait.
He said an hour, and he actually waited for an hour.
When the time came, he had already come up.
He was wearing an official uniform and hat, and had a thin figure with the bearing of a scholar. His smile was flattering, yet also a bit tentative, and he looked like a scheming man.
Zhang Youyun glanced at the closed door of the guest room, guessing the situation, and immediately looked at Wu Yue and An Yi.
He walked up, bowing, and mainly looking at Wu Yue while speaking. His smile was humble, and his reasoning was impeccable. "I didn't expect the prince to come from such a distance. It was my negligence that I was unable to welcome him. I am so terrified."
"This place is shabby, and Your Highness must be unaccustomed to it. I have just ordered a mansion with a better view to be prepared. I come to ask Your Highness to move so that I can provide you with the best hospitality."
He spoke politely and with a serious attitude, and it also showed that he would not stop until he saw the prince.
The hour he mentioned had passed. If Qin Ji didn't show up, the people arranged by Zhang Youyun would have surrounded the inn long ago, and would have immediately taken action to arrest him after receiving his order.
An Yi was also on guard. If there was any movement, he would kill Zhang Youyun first.
However, Wu Yue was relaxed. She was confident that she could handle Zhang Youyun, who seemed relaxed but was pressing her step by step.
Wu Yue was not from the imperial court, so she did not care about empty formalities. She leaned against the door with her back, clasped her hands, and knocked on the door with her fingers bent.
She also spoke frankly, "Qin Ji, County Magistrate Zhang is here to visit. Are you feeling better? If you are, please let me know. Don't keep County Magistrate Zhang waiting in vain."
Magistrate Zhang bowed again, looking very nervous. "It's okay, it's okay. It's my humble honor to wait for you, Your Highness."
As he lowered his head, he raised his eyelids and saw that the door was closed tightly, and he could not see what was going on inside.
But at this moment, Qin Ji's low yet majestic voice came from the room.
"Come in"
It was indeed the King of Yan.
Last year he returned to Beijing to report on his work, met the King of Yan, and heard his voice, so he would not remember it wrongly.
Zhang Youyun's heart suddenly skipped a beat, and he was lifted up high on the spot, then fell to the ground tremblingly. He was so frightened that sweat broke out on his forehead.
Fortunately, fortunately, he took every step carefully.
Otherwise, if he takes a wrong step, he will face the abyss.
Wu Yue pushed open the door and saw Qin Ji, who had changed his clothes and was sitting upright in a chair with a cup of tea in his hand. His face was calm and composed, as if nothing had happened.
Their eyes met for a moment, Wu Yue looked away, and still stepped out and stood by the door, while Zhang Youyun walked in holding up his clothes, and then knelt in front of Qin Ji.
"Your humble servant, Zhang Youyun, pays homage to His Majesty."
He bowed his head to the ground, and when he heard Qin Ji's "hmm" response, Zhang Youyun stood up and bowed slightly.
The door was ajar.
Wu Yue didn't pay much attention to what they were talking about.
After waiting for a while, Zhang Youyun came out with a smile on his face, bowed politely to them, and left with his men.
After he left, Wu Yue went in and did not ask what they talked about. The affairs of the court had nothing to do with her.
But after a quick glance, she didn't see Hao Yingjun. "He ran away?"
"She said she still has Xiao Huang to feed at home. My poison has been resolved and I just need to recuperate. The prescription has been written." Qin Ji did not hide anything from her. After the door was closed secretly, they were the only two people there. Qin Ji leaned in Wu Yue's arms, put his arms around her waist, and hugged her tightly.
He took Wu Yue's hand and saw the scar on her wrist. Hao Yingju had already told him where the medicine came from.
Qin Ji lowered his head and kissed the scar gently, his eyes red and his voice trembling, "Does it hurt?"
"It does hurt a little." Wu Yue didn't lie to him and say it didn't hurt.
It wasn't to earn her sympathy, but because the wound was obviously painful, and she wasn't a wooden person who couldn't feel it. If she felt the pain, she would definitely say it.
However, she felt something wet on her arm. Wu Yue was startled. She lowered her eyes and saw that it was Qin Ji's tears dripping. She was very surprised. This was the first time she saw him cry.
It's incredible.
The regent, who is high and mighty and omnipotent, actually shed tears.
"Don't cry, there's no need to do this." Wu Yue stroked his head with her other hand, "It's just one or two bleedings. Compared to this, I hope you are alive."
It's not just because she simply hopes that he is alive, but also because she wants the Great Zhou to continue to survive, at least as long as she is alive and can see it.
"good"
"I will live well and give you a peaceful and prosperous world."
Qin Ji rested his head on her abdomen and rubbed it dependently.
He will not let her down.
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The news that Qin Ji was not dead and had returned to Kyoto safely soon reached the ears of Grand Tutor Bao.
Even though he had intercepted them, Hong Li who stayed in Kyoto was Qin Ji's backup, trying to cause trouble.
As the culprit who killed her parents' enemies, Hong Li hated Master Bao so much that she wanted to chop off his head with her own hands and offer it as a sacrifice in front of her parents' grave.
People who harbor strong hatred are ruthless in doing things.
The three uncles and nephews worked together from inside and outside, and took advantage of this incident to successfully destroy the power that Master Bao had built up in the court and the country for decades.
It takes time to completely eradicate it, but it is easy once the foundation is destroyed.
In the dim study, Grand Tutor Bao sat quietly on the armchair with his hands on the armrests. He was already fifty years old, with his hair slightly lowered, and his face could not be seen clearly.
The officials who were with him hurriedly said, "Grand Master, Qin Ji has returned to the capital!"
As long as Qin Ji comes back alive, he will definitely purge the rebels, and then their heads will be in danger!
Master Bao waved his hand, signaling for silence. He slowly raised his head, his eyes terribly gloomy, and veins popped out on the back of his hand that was gripping the armrest.
"Since they have been forced into a desperate situation, let's trap them in Kyoto."
"Qing, Jun, Ce!"
It was said to be a purge of the imperial court, but in fact it was treason.
Hearing this, the others hesitated, looked at each other in silence, and showed their wavering attitude.
Seeing their retreat, Grand Tutor Bao stood up, put his hands behind his back, and looked down at the seated people with a gloomy expression, "Why, do you have other ideas?"
"No, no, I'll follow the Grand Tutor's instructions..."
It is now a critical juncture and the arrow is on the string and must be shot.
They are already on the same boat with Grand Tutor Bao. If they succeed, they will be considered to have followed the dragon. If they fail, even if they do not take action now, they will still be liquidated by Qin Ji.
In that case, let’s go for a big gamble!
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The palace coup took place on New Year's Eve. Every household decorated their homes with lanterns and the palace was also decorated in a festive atmosphere.
The court organized a fireworks display that covered the sky and celebrated with the whole world, but it also overshadowed the bloodshed. The palace was already a river of blood, and the blood dyed the red lanterns red, making people dizzy.
The solemnity of the inner city and the liveliness of the outer city are two incompatible atmospheres.
The evening breeze blew the corners of her clothes and hairband. Wu Yue stood on the roof of the Regent's Palace, clasping her hands. Fireworks bloomed behind her, and she was quietly gazing at the palace not far away.
He said she didn't need to see bloodshed, as it was unlucky during the New Year. They agreed to meet at midnight, on New Year's Eve.
Hearing footsteps behind her, Wu Yue slowly curled up the corners of her mouth and raised her hand to catch a wine jar that flew past her ear. It was open and smelled of wine.
She smelled it, it was Lao Dao Shao, a strong liquor.
"Are you done with your work?" Wu Yue knew who it was. She didn't turn around to look at the person. She sat where she was, raised her head, took a sip of wine, and looked at the bright night sky after the fireworks faded away.
"Um"
Qin Ji sat next to her, their shoulders touching, very close.
He came out of the palace, smelling of blood. It was New Year's Day and the evil spirit was heavy. After returning to the palace, he quickly took a bath and changed into clean clothes before coming here.
Fortunately, he caught up with the last minute and was not late.
Wu Yue tilted her head to look at him and smiled faintly, "Are you comfortable leaving the little emperor to handle this situation alone?"
"I can't help him all his life. He has to learn to handle court affairs by himself so that he can become a good emperor in the future." Qin Ji chose the young emperor because he naturally saw that he was a good candidate.
He himself did not like sitting on the throne. He climbed to this position in order to protect himself and seek revenge.
"It's the festive New Year, so let's not talk about these boring things." Qin Ji also took a sip. He put down the wine jar, put his arm around Wu Yue's shoulders and brought her into his arms.
Wu Yue also leaned obediently on his shoulder. The two of them snuggled up to each other and counted stars together. How childish.
Qin Ji asked her, "How many days do you plan to stay in Kyoto this time?"
She was the free wind, and it was enough for her to stay for him for a moment. Qin Ji knew that she would not stay for long.
"Let's wait until the Lantern Festival." Wu Yue adjusted herself to a comfortable position. "After all, someone once said that you're always alone during holidays. It's as pitiful as it can be."
It was obvious who this was referring to. After being hinted at many times, Wu Yue pretended not to understand.
But now Qin Ji has become very adept at "selling misery".
You can get the desired result, just play the victim, it's normal operation.
Hearing her teasing, Qin Ji chuckled and bent down to kiss her forehead, "Thank you, our beautiful and kind-hearted Miss Thief, for taking care of a lonely person like me."
The nice words made Wu Yue's mouth curl up.
"Have you eaten?" The food prepared for the palace banquet was spilled with blood, and Wu Yue's question was a confirmation, not a question.
Qin Ji said meaningfully, rubbing Wu Yue's waist with his palm, "I haven't eaten for almost a day. I have no appetite, but after seeing you, I found that I am still very hungry."
Then he received a warning look from Wu Yue and a bump with his elbow.
"Be serious and stop being a hooligan!"
Qin Ji touched his nose and could only cry out that he was wronged. He was really hungry.
Then.
The two were in the kitchen, and Wu Yue made a bowl of longevity noodles with two eggs. It was a very ordinary dinner.
Seeing Qin Ji staring at the longevity noodles in a daze, Wu Yue placed the noodles in front of him and said, "Eat it. You're hungry, aren't you? Humph, if you don't finish it, there won't be another chance."
The porcelain bowl she used was very large.
In fact, today is Qin Ji's birthday, and also the anniversary of his mother's death. Uncle Fu told her this secretly.
In the past, on this day, every family would celebrate the new year with laughter and joy, but the palace was dead silent.
But Wu Yue felt that he needed to say goodbye to the past, be reborn, and with his mother's new life, walk from darkness to survive in the light.
Knowing her intention, Qin Ji's heart was wrapped in soft love. Under the light, his outline was soft and his eyes were gentle. "I will eat it all, not leaving a drop."
At the end of the meal, he picked up the bowl, which was bigger than his face, and there was really not a single drop left.
It would be a joke if an outsider saw a regent being so careless as to forget the etiquette of dining. But now there were no outsiders, only the two of them, and when no one was watching, there was no need to be formal and they could just relax and enjoy themselves.
The portion was too big and Qin Ji felt a little full.
The two walked hand in hand in the back garden of the palace.
The night of New Year’s Eve is very beautiful. The lanterns hung in every household will not be extinguished and will stay lit until dawn the next day.
Qin Ji suddenly stopped and sighed slightly.
Wu Yue looked up at him, "What?"
Qin Ji frowned, feeling a bit embarrassed. "What should I do? I'm still a little overwhelmed."
Wu Yue rolled her eyes at him and said, "Who told you to eat it all? I was just saying it, but you took it seriously."
At the end of the meal, she said she didn't want to eat anymore, but Qin Ji gave her a "condemning" look, saying that this was his first birthday after his mother's death and it was very memorable.
"Since this is the first time you personally cook for me, of course I have to eat it all." Qin Ji said with certainty.
Changing the subject, he put his arm around Wu Yue's waist and suddenly picked her up. Wu Yue subconsciously hugged his neck.
"What do you want to do?" The smile is not a bad sign.
"Walking won't help digest food quickly, let's try a better way."
"What... um..."
There was a warm pool in the backyard of the palace, and Qin Ji would go there to soak when he felt tired.
Now it has become an excellent place for the two of them to make love together, which is truly a special feeling.
Tomorrow is the first day of the new year, and the officials have nothing to do. They can sing happily under the moonlight until dawn. That is wonderful.
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They never got married in their life. In Wu Yue's words, they were in a lifelong relationship that lasted forever.
Qin Ji liked this statement very much.
Qin Ji had no regrets about being lucky enough to spend his life with the person he loved, but when he thought about it, he still had some. If they hadn't married, they wouldn't be buried together in the future.
He spent his entire life fulfilling the peace and prosperity he promised when he was young. He devoted himself to the court, promulgated many laws that benefited the people and the country, and assisted two generations of wise rulers.
He is high up in the government, concerned about the country and the people. And Wu Yue also has ideals, far away from the world, to travel the world on his behalf and witness the peaceful and prosperous world under his management.
We didn't see each other often, but we exchanged letters frequently. He'd even detail what we ate each day, and each letter was a thick stack. The carriage was slow, and the letters were far away, but their hearts were connected.
Now he is old and Wu Yue is not young anymore.
Qin Ji didn't say what was in his heart, but Wu Yue knew what he was thinking, "Then let's get married."
The wedding dress prepared decades ago was no longer suitable to wear. After the embroiderer modified it, the two chose an auspicious day. They did not hold a grand banquet to entertain guests, but simply lit dragon and phoenix candles, worshiped their ancestors, and worshiped heaven and earth. The new emperor personally wrote Wu Yue's name on the royal jade book.
The older generation of the royal family have all passed away, and Qin Ji is now the ancestor. Everyone must respect him, so naturally there is no need to worship his parents.
And it is rare to see two newlyweds with white hair.
After fulfilling his wish, Qin Ji died half a year later.
At that time, he could no longer speak, but he still had the strength to hold Wu Yue's hand. He looked at her deeply and reluctantly for the last time, and then closed his eyes and passed away with reluctance and regret that their time together was too short.
That night, Wu Yue lay beside him, and the two of them lay in each other's arms. This time she was able to contact the system and leave.
Qin Ji is a very generous person, even though he says he is generous, he is actually very stingy. Let's go together.
Otherwise, she would have to worry about him disturbing her sleep day and night because she is not young anymore. That would be too much of a headache.
The next day, the new emperor learned that both ancestors had passed away. He cried bitterly beside his bed and personally arranged funerals for them with grief. They were buried together in the imperial mausoleum.
There are many infatuated men and resentful women in the world. There are many cases where they were young couples but eventually turned against each other and became resentful lovers.
Precisely because true love is rare, it is even more precious.
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