38. Untitled
◎Help you go to bed and rest◎
Chapter 38
After the morning court session, officials filed out of the Taiji Hall and discussed court affairs as they walked along the palace road.
"Jian Xi, please stay." Taifu Tang followed and called out to Ji Ci who was leaving.
He was stunned and pretended not to hear it. He quickened his pace and walked forward, but was still caught up.
Ji Ci turned around and saw that Master Tang was sweating profusely and breathing heavily in order to chase him.
He knew the reason why the Grand Tutor called him, and felt a little unhappy, but he still bowed respectfully.
"teacher."
Tutor Tang hated his own uselessness and didn't know how to start. He just chuckled and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
"Jian Xi, there are too many people here. Why don't we go to the teahouse to talk in the afternoon?"
Seeing that the officials had already left, Ji Ci said, "Teacher, if you have anything to say, please speak here. I have something important to do in the afternoon, so I'm afraid I won't have the time to drink tea with you today."
"So..." Tang Taifu gritted his teeth and said, "Jian Xi, what do you think about the marriage I talked about last time?"
Ji Ci closed his eyes. Sure enough, it was the same thing again. This old Master Tang was so nosy. He had already refused twice, but he had never expected Master Tang to be so persistent, trying to question him every day.
"Teacher, please don't try to persuade me. I have no romantic feelings for Miss Chen. When I agreed to Chen Zheng's last wish, I simply brought her into the palace to take care of her. I will marry her off when I find her a good husband."
"This..." Taifu Tang was still unwilling to give up and tried to persuade him, "I have watched Sisi grow up. She is a good girl. Her father is a loyal minister, and now she is also the descendant of a loyal minister. Although marrying her will not get the support of her family, it will also bring her a good reputation."
"Jian Xi, besides, you're not young anymore. Young masters of your age would have two or three children, and at least three or four concubines, if not countless. But you're still single. Could it be that you've become the homosexual that outsiders have been whispering about?"
Ji Ci's forehead ached. "Teacher, if you have the energy, why not help Miss Chen find a husband? You don't have to worry about me."
Seeing him about to leave after he finished speaking, Tang Taifu stepped forward and held her back, asking suspiciously, "Could it be that you like Qiu Ziye, who lives in your palace?"
He frowned and paused, then said, "Although that woman is the legitimate daughter of the Duke of Anguo, she is a widow after all. She was previously a merchant and has a bad reputation. In addition, the Duke of Anguo is a nobody. If you want to marry her, I'm afraid you will have to bear some bad reputation."
Ji Ci stopped, pursed his lips, sighed deeply, and turned around and said, "Teacher, you are really worrying too much. I have no intention of marrying her. I had planned to send her away from the palace tomorrow."
Tang Taifu seemed to want to say something, but Ji Ci suddenly interrupted him and said, "Teacher, I heard that your wife went back to her parents' home recently."
“…”
Tutor Tang was stunned, his face full of embarrassment.
He and his wife are both in their forties or fifties, very old, but they still have a big quarrel every three days and a small quarrel every two days. They often go back to her parents' home to cry to her white-haired mother-in-law.
He was also feeling uncomfortable. After all, he was not young and could not move around too much.
Seeing this, Ji Ci continued, "Teacher, do you know...what is the secret to a harmonious marriage?"
“…Y-What is it?”
"Don't meddle in other people's affairs. Teacher, please bring Madam Ling back as soon as possible. Otherwise... it will be too embarrassing..." After saying that, Ji Ci bowed to him and left.
Tang Taifu stood there in a daze, his face turning pale, then red. Finally, he realized what was happening and cursed, "You little bastard, how dare you talk about your teacher like that?"
Really, this Ji Jianxi has never touched a woman, and he still has the nerve to talk about the secret of marital harmony.
He's just a rotten old piece of wood that only knows how to annoy people!
Forget it, he doesn’t care anymore!
Just let Ji Jianxi be alone for the rest of his life. You really don't know how kind he is.
…
Ji Ci came back very late, and it was already late at night when he got home.
He looked at the young widow waiting at the main courtyard gate, holding a food box, and seemed to be shivering. It was such a cold winter day, but she didn't even wear a cloak.
"My Lord, you're back!"
When Jiang Qiuye heard the footsteps, she turned around immediately, her eyes filled with joy. Her fingers seemed to be numb from the cold wind that had been blowing for a long time.
Ji Ci stepped forward, took off his cloak and put it on Jiang Qiuye, feeling the cold body under his fingers.
Forget it. After all, this is the young widow’s last day in the palace, so he might as well be more indulgent.
"How long have you been here?"
I deliberately waited for an hour just to feel this cold wind.
Jiang Qiuye pouted and shook her head, saying, "Not long ago. Today is my last day in the palace. I specially prepared many meals for the prince. Perhaps in the future, I won't have such opportunities anymore."
She held her breath and stared at him motionlessly.
After a while, Ji Ci sighed and said, "Come in."
Jiang Qiuye was delighted and followed immediately.
She was one step faster than Ji Ci, placed the food box on the dining table, opened it and took out a dish of medicinal food that she had kept warm with hot water.
After sitting down, Ji Ci was stunned when he looked at the medicinal food on the table. One of the dishes was the aconite and mutton soup, which exuded a strong aroma and made people hungry.
Jiang Qiuye put away all the bowls and chopsticks. She noticed Ji Ci staring at the mutton soup, lowered her eyes and smiled softly, saying, "Your Highness, do you still remember? This is the first soup I made that you ate."
"Of course I remember."
I can't just remember it, it was so deeply impressed that I can't forget it.
He has been troubled by anorexia for many years, and he has no idea why he has an appetite or how to have enough food and clothing.
Until the mutton soup made in the Ministry of Justice Prison.
The prison environment was clearly harsh, cold, damp, and filled with a strong stench of decay. However, the mutton soup completely overshadowed the prison's gloomy atmosphere.
Now that I think about it, she looks a bit like the young widow.
It seems to carry a deadly poison, but it can use the properties of the poison to heal the body.
She was always so full of little tricks, but he found her a little too cute and indulgent.
Jiang Qiuye poured a small bowl of mutton soup and pushed it in front of Ji Ci. Her eyes looked a little unnatural, but Ji Ci didn't notice it. He raised the bowl and drank it.
She pursed her lips, feeling increasingly uneasy.
Over the years, she had been on countless missions where life and death were unpredictable, and a single misstep could lead to disaster. Yet, she never felt uneasy and always remained calm and composed.
Only in front of Ji Ci, because he was too clean, she was obviously a dirty evil person, how could she be worthy of touching such a pure and flawless person.
Jiang Qiuye concealed her uneasiness and nervousness and just kept serving him food.
Watching Ji Ci eating the medicinal food she made herself, she began to ramble, "Jianjian has gained weight recently. He might have eaten too much, his belly is always bloated. I even suspect that if I let him eat, he will never know what fullness is and will definitely eat himself to death. What a silly cat."
Ji Ci couldn't help but smile after hearing this.
Jiang Qiuye looked at Ji Ci tenderly with her affectionate peach blossom eyes, her voice was particularly soft and full of seductive charm, "Your Highness, you must not have eaten lunch today."
"Well, it's been busy today."
"The prince is very busy every day." Jiang Qiuye retorted.
"My Lord."
"Hmm?" Ji Ci swallowed a piece of mutton that melted in his mouth and looked at Jiang Qiuye.
For some reason, Jiang Qiuye seems particularly attractive tonight.
She did not tie her hair into her usual bun, but let it down and tied it into a simple girlish bun with a headband, making her look particularly petite.
She wore pearl earrings on her earlobes, which were as white and clear as her skin.
It was winter, but she was wearing only a silk lotus root pink skirt and a light blue shawl, which made her look particularly light and soft. The red mole on her front seemed to be slightly visible through the veil, making people want to see it clearly.
Maybe she will leave tomorrow.
Jiang Qiuye touched her pearl earrings, laughed, and said, "After I leave tomorrow, Your Majesty, you must still eat well. You and Jianjian are two extremes. One doesn't know how to be full, and the other doesn't know how to be hungry."
Ji Ci couldn't help but grin, "Yes, many kittens are like this."
Jiang Qiuye asked in surprise, "How did Your Highness know? Has Your Highness ever kept a cat before?"
"Um."
Ji Ci nodded, as if lost in a memory, and said, "I had one when I was little. It was also a white cat with blue eyes. It looked very similar to... Jianjian, but the difference was that it was a little deaf."
"Deaf?" Jiang Qiuye was stunned and asked curiously, "What happened next?"
The smile on Ji Ci's face disappeared, and he said softly: "I don't know. Since the fall of Ganyang City, my father fled with his relatives and ministers. Later, the Li army poured into the palace, and I didn't have time to take it away."
“…”
Jiang Qiuye was silent for a while. This was the first time she heard Ji Ci talk about his past.
"It must be fine. It must have eaten well, slept well, and lived a long and happy life. Although the Li army is slaughtering people without mercy, it's a cat. Not only will it not attract their attention, but cats are so quick and small that they will definitely dodge it."
"...Well, you are right." Ji Ci finally lowered his head and smiled.
"Your Highness." She called him again.
"Um?"
Jiang Qiuye lowered her head and pondered for a moment. When she looked up, her eyes were watery, her brows knitted slightly, and her lips pursed. She said, "Your Highness, after I leave tomorrow, it may be difficult for me to prepare medicinal food for you every day. I am deeply worried. Your Highness is concerned about the affairs of the world. I have thought it through recently. These little girls' love affairs are nothing compared to Your Highness's important matters."
"Your Highness is concerned about the people of the world. I am also concerned about your Highness, whether you can eat well, get enough rest, and whether you live a happy life. I will leave tomorrow. I wish your Highness a happy life and take care of yourself."
"Your Majesty, you must promise me that you will never neglect your health again. You must eat three meals a day and eat well every time, okay?"
Seeing her like this, Ji Ci couldn't bear it and said gently, "Okay."
After hearing this, Jiang Qiuye smiled and took out a handkerchief to wipe away her tears.
Ji Ci looked at Jiang Qiuye and suddenly felt dizzy and sleepy. A heat emanated from his whole body, rushing down like a flood breaking through a dam.
He raised his hand and pressed his solar plexus, becoming increasingly sleepy and unable to think.
Jiang Qiuye stared at the unconscious Ji Ci in front of him, thinking that the medicine was taking effect.
She bit her lip tightly, her hands trembled, and she felt uneasy.
This is the drug that Jinhong specially found on the black market.
Once an attack occurs, all rationality will be lost, without exception.
Ji Ci pressed his solar plexus hard, looked angrily at Jiang Qiuye opposite him, then looked at the soup on the food table, and seemed to finally realize something.
"You...how dare you?"
He tried hard to control his consciousness, but it was completely devoured by the drugs.
Seeing this, Jiang Qiuye stood up, approached Ji Ci, and pretended to be dumbfounded and said, "Prince, are you okay? Let me help you go to bed and rest."
After saying that, she helped Ji Ci up. He looked like he was drunk and couldn't walk normally. The weight of his entire body was on Jiang Qiuye.
However, this kind of gravity is nothing to Jiang Qiuye.
After helping him onto the bed, he seemed to have completely lost consciousness, just closing his eyes and breathing deeply.
Jiang Qiuye's hands were trembling as she observed his reaction while taking off his shoes and untying his belt.
At this moment, Ji Ci suddenly opened his eyes and stared at Jiang Qiuye in front of him. The fire in his body burned more and more vigorously, quickly spreading to his limbs and lower abdomen, confusing his nerves.
He had lost his mind, his whole body was hot and his breathing was heavy. Only Jiang Qiuye's body was cool, emitting a faint fragrance. Her silk clothes were somewhat transparent, and her lips were plump. He had tasted them before and they were delicious. This was the antidote.
Jiang Qiuye was stunned, looking at his ruthless yet passionate eyes, with a little bloodshot. Suddenly, she was unsure if he still had his sanity, and whispered, "Brother Jian Xi."
The last bit of rationality in her mind completely dissipated at the words "Brother Jian Xi". Ji Ci reached out and grabbed her, pressed her under him, and kissed her hard on the lips.
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