Chapter 29 Chapter 29 Then Ning Qing can only endure my disapproval...
Wen Xing said "Oh" with interest. "I am such an ignorant and incompetent ruler. What should I do? Ning Qing, do you want to..."
He stared at the person, curled his lips and said, "Change dynasty?"
Ning Wujie's pupils shrank, and he looked at Wen Xing in shock, blurting out, "How is this possible?!"
Ning Wujie, so shocked by the emperor's words, even revealed a hint of panic in his usually calm and composed eyes. He said in a calm voice, "Your Majesty, are you trying to condemn me to eternal damnation?"
Wen Xing raised his eyebrows.
Then why did you rebel in history?
How foolish and incompetent must the original owner be to be able to force a kid like this, whose head is full of the Three Bonds and Five Constant Virtues and the ethics of ruler and subject, to rebel?
You can't be more stupid than him, right?
Wen Xing stood up, approached Ning Wujie, and used his arms and body to restrain him in front of the table. He smiled and said, "What should we do?"
"I don't want to change, and Ning Qing doesn't want to change the dynasty."
"Then Ning Qing will have to endure my lack of self-discipline."
The words of the tyrant king were like a warm breath brushing against his ears, bringing a tingling and shuddering feeling, and Ning Wujie's ears almost turned red immediately.
Ning Wujie gritted his teeth and said, "Your Majesty, why don't you find someone who can serve you like you without any restraint?"
"For example..." He stared fiercely into Wen Xing's eyes as he spoke, "Lord Wang."
Although he also didn't think that Wang Jiang would be willing to go crazy with this tyrant.
But he didn't know why, he couldn't help but want to mention this person.
If the tyrant emperor got tired of his incomprehension and wanted to replace his favorite minister, then he...
Then he could return to the northwest to help his father and brother fight the enemy, and no longer have to endure the constant teasing of this foolish emperor.
But why was he so furious?
But the tyrant suddenly grasped his chin and said with a smile, "What are you talking about? I just like to be 'unruly' with Ning Qing."
Ning Wujie's pupils contracted.
The next moment, a pair of lips covered hers.
The tip of her tongue swept across the gap between his lips, causing him to freeze as if he had received an electric shock.
It was as if this kiss had awakened his memory. The two previous passionate kisses were deeply rooted in his mind, triggering his body's instinctive reaction.
His mind was resisting, but his body was enjoying it.
He almost instinctively responded to the tyrant's clever tongue, and took the initiative to roll up the other's tongue and entwine it with his.
Noticing the other party's natural kissing skills, Wen Xing raised his eyebrows in surprise, opened his eyes and looked, and saw that Ning Wujie's drooping eyes were dark, as if covered by a layer of mist called lust.
He was watching intently when the other person suddenly pressed down his wrist that was resting on the edge of the table and turned him over with force.
Wen Xing only felt a force controlling his lower back, and then he felt dizzy.
The next moment, he was forced to lie on his back on the table.
The memorials and petitions on the table fell one after another, and the sound of them hitting the ground pierced through the two people's lingering breathing.
Although he didn't like this suppressed position, Wen Xing knew that he couldn't push the boy away, so he simply gave up and put his arms around the back of his neck, pushing him down and deepening the kiss.
Even though he was being suppressed, he subconsciously tried to take the initiative.
He kept his eyes open, not wanting to miss Ning Wujie's expression.
Sure enough, it wasn't long before he saw the other person's crimson eyes, filled with emotions, and even his eye sockets gradually became moist and hot.
Wen Xing was almost mesmerized by what he saw.
The other person's body was very hot, and he also started to feel hot.
This is not normal, Wen Xing thought.
I have always been calm about this kind of thing, unlike this teenage boy who gets angry at the slightest provocation.
But how come he got caught when he was just trying to tease people?
But he was too lazy to think deeply about it.
Wen Xing, who always didn't want to embarrass himself, pressed Ning Wujie's neck with one hand and reached down with the other.
Realizing his actions, Ning Wujie froze and tried to raise his head, but Wen Xing grabbed the back of his neck.
In my ears, I could hear the tyrant emperor laughing with a wheezing voice: "Don't run away."
"You haven't truly witnessed my... 'improper behavior' yet."
As soon as he finished speaking, Ning Wujie felt something as hot as him pressing against him, so hot that he gasped and his pupils trembled violently.
"You... um..."
Wen Xing blocked his mouth with her lips, preventing him from saying the rest of the words.
As their lips and teeth bit, the tyrant said vaguely like a venomous snake: "...Don't be afraid, it will be very comfortable."
Ning Wujie's breathing suddenly became irregular and his eyes became distracted in an instant.
In the quiet room, only suppressed and trembling breathing could be heard.
......
Wen Xing leaned on the edge of the table, lazily wiping his fingers one by one with a handkerchief, and turned his head to look at Ning Wujie, who had been lying on the table at some point, still in a daze.
The boy's pupils were still unfocused, his cheeks and the corners of his eyes were flushed, and there was a layer of mist in his eye sockets, which made his out-of-focus eyes even more lustful.
Wen Xing hated that he was in ancient times and did not have a camera to take a picture of this person.
Wen Xing felt that just looking at this face could...
The words at the end were too vulgar, so he suppressed them in a rare moment of conscience.
He wiped his fingers clean and threw the handkerchief away. He leaned over, held his chin and patted Ning Wujie's face. "Are you comfortable?"
Ning Wujie's dark eyes slowly regained clarity. He remained motionless, but his eyes turned to look at the tyrant who was looking down at him teasingly.
He took a deep breath and finally closed his eyes, refusing to look at the hateful man.
His mind was blank for too long, and he only now realized what had just happened.
I really wanted to kill this tyrant with a knife and then commit suicide.
Wen Xing saw that he seemed to be refusing to talk and found it amusing. "Are you so ashamed and angry that you want to die?"
"How did you get so big?"
"Don't you ever...?"
"Shut up!" Ning Wujie suddenly stood up and covered the lips of the tyrant, fearing that he would hear words from the tyrant that would make him want to kill himself.
Wen Xing's mouth was held in the boy's palm. He blinked, and his long eyelashes brushed Ning Wujie's fingertips.
An itch surged up from his fingertips again. Ning Wujie, whose body was extremely sensitive at this moment, withdrew his hand as if he had been electrocuted, and dared not touch the tyrant anymore.
However, the tyrant was still laughing.
"What's wrong? I don't believe you've never had it."
"That's..." Ning Wujie gritted his teeth, as if the words would burn his mouth. He clenched his fists and said, "Who would tell others about this kind of thing..."
Wen Xing saw that when he said this, the boy's already rosy neck had turned redder and almost ripe.
His shoulders were shaking with laughter.
"I just like doing this kind of thing with Ning Qing."
Ning Wujie's beautiful eyes glared at him in disbelief, the word "shameless" written all over his eyes.
Wen Xing narrowed his eyes and thought to himself, where is this even now?
I'll just break a corner of your chastity arch, but one day I will smash it to pieces.
Sometimes he felt that being an emperor was really too boring and he was almost a pervert.
He stood up with a look of satisfaction on his face and walked out the door refreshed. "Ning Qing, your way of serving the emperor has made great progress. Keep up the good work."
When Wen Xing disappeared outside the door, Ning Wujie clenched his fist and slammed it hard on the table.
Tyrant ruler!
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The days passed quickly and it was deep winter.
As the weather turned cold, Wen Xing could no longer stay in the chilly palace.
With a wave of his sleeves, he decided to go to the Tangquan Palace in Lishan to avoid the cold.
Ning Wujie was not the only one who came with him, and many officials from the six ministries and cabinets also accompanied him. The Lishan Palace had become a small imperial court.
Ning Wujie spent the early morning in the Qinzheng Hall of the temporary palace reviewing memorials and discussing matters with the Grand Tutor and officials, and did not return until the evening.
On the way back to the dormitory.
Ning Wujie huddled outside the hot spring pool and asked the eunuch guarding the door, "Is His Majesty still inside?"
The eunuch nodded, "Your Majesty came this afternoon and said he would have dinner here as well."
As the eunuch spoke, he consciously opened the door for Ning Wujie.
As soon as Ning Wujie entered the door, he saw four figures sitting around the pool.
Wen Xing had her back to him, and her clear voice echoed in the empty bathtub: "Six! Six! Six! Ah! I got a promotion!"
"Master, you are cheating!"
"There is no master or emperor here, and now you are calling me... Oh, Lord Prefect!"
"I saw you roll the dice! It was originally a four. Ah~ my government office~ I almost got it~" Xinghe shouted dejectedly: "Did you all see it?!"
The old eunuch waved his hands quickly: "I didn't see anything."
Wang Jiang shook his head like a rattle: "I didn't see anything either."
Wen Xing stuck out his tongue and made a face at Xinghe, looking like a smug villain.
Xinghe was so angry that his cheeks puffed up.
Seeing that Wang Jiang was also here, wearing only a thin bathrobe, Ning Wujie's face darkened and he walked forward.
The ground was covered with a thick animal skin carpet. Four people sat around the carpet. In the middle was a strange map with various building models, dice and dolls on it.
Sensing someone coming, Wen Xing looked up and met Ning Wujie's dark eyes.
Wen Xing's smile hadn't faded, and when she saw him coming, she said cheerfully, "Want to play?"
"The court version of Monopoly."
This tyrant often said things that were hard to understand, but Ning Wujie was not surprised. "I wouldn't do that."
The front of Wen Xing's thin bathrobe was particularly wide, and the belt was tied in a careless manner, so the two loose front pieces were spread out spinelessly, revealing a large area of chest and abdominal muscles.
Although his muscles are thin, there is not a trace of excess fat, and every line is beautifully and perfectly formed.
Ning Wujie glared at the unaware Wang Jiang fiercely, then half-knelt down in annoyance and went to tie Wen Xing's belt.
Wen Xing didn't notice Ning Wujie's ugly expression and continued, "If you don't know how to do it, you can learn. It's very simple. Look, even Xinghe can learn it."
Xinghe curled his lips in dissatisfaction.
"I'll teach you."
Ning Wujie meticulously fastened his belt, then covered Wen Xing's collar. He then raised his eyelids to look at the man. Recalling that anything this foolish ruler wanted to teach him was not serious, he flatly refused: "I don't want to learn."
The answer was as expected, and Wen Xing was not disappointed. He just said as usual: "You are so boring."
After he finished speaking, he enthusiastically pushed the dice to Wang Jiang, "It's your turn."
Wang Jiang happily picked up the dice and threw it, pretending to be surprised: "Oh, only one!"
"It seems that I can't avoid paying taxes to His Majesty." As he said this, he pushed the doll representing himself forward a step, and it landed at the door of Wen Xing's government office.
Ning Wujie frowned slowly.
Wen Xing reached out and snatched the chips from Wang Jiang's hand, "Here you go."
Wang Jiang smiled and said, "Your luck is really bad. I can't even catch up with Your Majesty even if I flatter him. If I continue playing for a while, I'm afraid I will even lose my official hat to Your Majesty."
"There is no His Majesty here, so call me the Prefect now."
Wang Jiang nodded repeatedly.
Ning Wujie rubbed his eyebrows and sat down in the gap between Wang Jiang and Wen Xing, isolating the two with his body.
"Your Majesty, teach me."
Wen Xing uttered a surprised, "Huh?"
The sun rose from the west today.
But thinking about letting this old-fashioned kid learn new tricks, Wen Xing immediately became interested and decisively overturned the game, "Then let's start over."
Xinghe said aggrievedly: "Ah~ I am already the magistrate, master!"
Li Dequan didn't care about the game having to be restarted. He smiled and thought that competition was the only way to have motivation.
Your Majesty really has the little beauty under your control.
The five heads gathered together and played noisily for a long time.
When Wen Xing rolled the dice again, his little finger swept slightly, but this subtle movement did not escape Ning Wujie's eyes.
In the blink of an eye, Ning Wujie grabbed his wrist and glanced at him sharply, "Your Majesty is the supreme ruler. It is beneath your dignity to play such tricks."
Xinghe seized the opportunity to avenge his previous humiliation, "Look! The master is cheating!"
He pointed angrily at Li Dequan and Wang Jiang as he spoke, "You are all blind."
Wang Jiang lowered his head and thought to himself that Lord Ning was really bold. He dared to hold the emperor's hand like that and even expose the emperor's cheating.
He wouldn't dare to do that even if he had ten thousand guts.
This is what it means to be spoiled and arrogant.
Li Dequan had an expression as if he saw through everything but refused to say anything, but he just smiled and said nothing.
Wen Xing was not annoyed, he curled his lips and said: "Okay, okay, I'm wrong, okay?"
With Ning Wujie's fiery eyes, he played honestly for a while and finally let Xinghe win.
Xinghe jumped three feet high and spun around the pool happily, "I beat the master!"
Wen Xing looked at Xinghe and laughed for a while, then stood up and walked towards the pool.
He submerged the backs of his feet in the water and took off his bathrobe as he walked down the stairs.
Ning Wujie stared at Wen Xing, his face suddenly turned dark, and he raised his hand without turning back to block Wang Jiang's sight.
I just saw Wang Jiang’s back:?
Ning Wujie gritted his teeth and said coldly, "Your Majesty wants to take a bath in the hot springs. Lord Wang, please go back."
Wang Jiangxin said, "Then why don't you avoid it?"
But think about it, he is the real favorite, and he should have been honest with His Majesty a long time ago.
So he was about to get up and leave, but he saw Wen Xing turned around and waved at the two of them: "Come too."
After the tyrant said this, he sighed with enjoyment, took a peeled tangerine from the fruit bowl beside the pool, broke off a piece and put it in his mouth.
Hot springs are a must in winter, Wen Xing thought.
After traveling for so long, I finally realized that being an emperor is pretty good.
In an all-day high-end hot spring SPA like this, you can soak in it whenever you want, and you can even invite people to play board games with you.
The tyrant emperor doesn't want to leave, so he will settle down in Tangquan Palace from now on.
Wang Jiang received the emperor's order and said "ah". Just as he was about to take off his bathrobe, he met Ning Wujie's cold gaze.
Wang Jiang stopped moving because he felt a sense of life-threatening danger from that gaze.
this......
For a moment he was neither sure whether to put it on nor take it off.
Li Dequan tactfully took Xinghe away.
Xinghe was being dragged along while wondering, "Can't I take a bath?"
"The kids are taking a dip in the small pool."
"You're lying, there's no such thing as a small pond. No, I'm not a child!"
The voices of the old man and the young gradually faded away.
Wen Xing saw that no one came over, and turned back in confusion, only to see Wang Jiang standing there awkwardly, and Ning Wujie was still sitting cross-legged with an icy face.
He frowned, thinking that Ning Wujie didn't go into the water probably because he didn't want to take off all his clothes in front of him, especially his lower body.
Even though he had seen it a long time ago.
Then why is Wang Jiang?
He said coldly: "Wang Jiang, come here, I have something to ask you."
Wang Jiang was about to take a step forward when he was pulled back by a strong force. He turned his head and saw Ning Wujie pulling the hem of his clothes behind him with an expressionless face.
Wang Jiang:?
Just as he was surprised, he met Ning Wujie's cold gaze.
The cold sent a chill down his spine.
He looked at the emperor who was calling him over, then at Ning Wujie who was not allowing him to move, and was awkwardly standing there for a moment.
From Wen Xing's perspective, he could only see Ning Wujie sitting and Wang Jiang standing stupidly beside him, not knowing that one of Ning Wujie's hands was hidden behind Wang Jiang.
Wen Xing frowned.
What’s going on? He couldn’t control Ning Wujie, and now he can’t even control that idiot Wang Jiang?
"What are you doing?" he asked coldly.
Wang Jiang did not dare to disobey the order, so he could only turn his head to look at Ning Wujie and mouth the words: Your Majesty is calling me.
Ning Wujie remained motionless, but raised his eyelids and tilted his head slightly, signaling Wang Jiang to look down.
Wang Jiang lowered his eyes and saw Ning Wujie pulling his hand. Just as he was wondering, a flash of cold light suddenly dazzled his eyes. He was startled and found that a sleeve arrow tip had been sticking out from the edge of Ning Wujie's tight sleeve. The sharp edge was shining and was pointing at his buttocks from bottom to top.
Wang Jiang was so frightened that his pupils shrank and his whole body stiffened.
Bring weapons before the emperor!
Oh no! My butt!
He subconsciously used his hands to protect his hips, his whole body trembling, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
What does Lord Ning mean?
Does this mean that if he dares to go over there, his butt will be beaten to a pulp?
Wang Jiang wanted to cry but had no tears.
However, the emperor's eyes were still urging him, and he could only say with a trembling voice: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, I will say it here."
Wen Xing was puzzled: "Aren't you tired of talking from such a distance?"
Wang Jiang: "No, not tired."
Wen Xingxin said he was tired.
Although he didn't understand what was wrong with this guy, Wen Xing was too lazy to delve into it, so he changed his position, leaned against the other side of the pool wall, and looked at Wang Jiang coldly with his face turned sideways.
"Aren't you here to offer yourself to me today? How are you going to seduce me from so far away?"
Wang Jiang:!
Ning Wujie: ...
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The author has something to say: Stupid ruler (squinting): This is what it means to be truly "ignorant"
5j (blushing): shameless... shameless
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