Chapter 32 Chapter 32 Your Majesty, if you want to be shameless, I will accompany you...
The cold aura surrounding Ning Wujie was at odds with the blush on the tips of his ears.
Wen Xing was a little dazed when he saw the moisture in the boy's eyes that had not completely faded away, and the blush that spread from the corners of his eyes to his cheeks.
Really, it’s so beautiful.
Ning Wujie's lips are also very beautiful, with two thin lips, a slightly downward arc on the lip line, and slightly raised at the corners of the lips. The ups and downs are just right. Any more would seem artificial, and any less would seem cold and harsh.
The color is extremely light, tinged with crimson by the sunset glow.
Wen Xing stared at those lips and couldn't help but tilt his head back to kiss them.
However, Ning Wujie retreated expressionlessly, leaving Wen Xing's attempts to kiss him empty.
Wen Xing was dissatisfied: "Ning Wujie, I want to kiss you."
Ning Wujie looked down at him coldly, "What exactly does Your Majesty want? Just a kiss?"
Wen Xing was puzzled. He tried to chase after him again, but Ning Wujie suddenly held his jaw and he could not move.
Wen Xing frowned in dissatisfaction and warned in a deep voice: "Ning Wujie, how dare you!"
Ning Wujie looked at him coldly, "It seems Your Majesty doesn't know what he wants. Fine, I will help Your Majesty figure it out."
As he spoke, he grabbed Wen Xing, carried him horizontally, and strode out the door.
Wen Xing only felt the immense strength of the arms around him. He felt danger and spoke in a tense voice, "Ning Wujie, what are you going to do?"
Ning Wujie ignored him and continued walking with a cold face.
"Put me down!"
Ning Wujie still ignored him. Wen Xing struggled, "Ning Wujie! I order you to let me go, or I will kill you!"
However, the boy just sneered.
Seeing that Ning Wujie was completely unmoved, and that the arms holding him didn't budge at all no matter how he struggled, Wen Xing was truly enraged this time: "You...if you don't let go, I'll kill your entire clan!"
The young man paused slightly, turned his head, looked at him with a cold gaze, and said in a voice that was chilling to the bone: "Your Majesty is the supreme ruler. Your words must be kept."
Wen Xing shivered from the cold.
Of course, he couldn't kill all nine clans of Ning Wujie's family. He was just so angry that he was incoherent.
But when he found that even killing nine clans could not threaten this kid, he suddenly became a little panicked.
"What's wrong with you? I was just teasing you, why are you so angry?"
In fact, he knew in his heart that it was not just a tease, he almost stepped on the person just now...
The soles of your feet can feel the other person's extremely hot heat.
He said with a guilty conscience, "You are so disobedient, I will not favor you anymore. You must return to the northwest tomorrow!"
Ning Wujie strode all the way and carried Wen Xing back to the bedroom.
Along the way, the servants on both sides of the corridor lowered their heads when they saw Ning Wujie hugging someone, and turned a deaf ear to the argument between the two as if they were used to it.
Only Xinghe noticed something was wrong. Seeing Wen Xing's furious expression, he turned over and rushed into the room. But he was pulled back by Li Dequan who was guarding the door. "Children can't watch this."
Xinghe was dissatisfied, "But the master is angry! I heard the master scolding..."
Before he finished speaking, a headbang hit Xinghe's forehead, "You don't understand, that's called boudoir happiness."
Xinghe pouted, "What kind of boudoir joy is this? Is boudoir joy just quarreling?"
Li Dequan just smiled.
"You'll understand when you grow up and meet someone you like."
Wen Xing was thrown directly onto the couch by Ning Wujie.
"you!"
Having never been treated so roughly by Ning Wujie before, Wen Xing stood up angrily, only to find that the other party's gaze had become extremely terrifying, and his voice was as cold as ice: "Then who does Your Majesty want to favor?"
Wen Xing suppressed his anger and said, "I think Wang Qing is a good person!"
"He's obedient, unlike you who always disobeys orders."
Before he could finish his words, the young man had already rushed forward, pressing him down with a huge force. At the same time, he pressed his jaw with one hand and said in a cold tone, "Anything else?"
If Wen Xing was not the emperor, who naturally carried the majesty of a superior, if someone else had seen Ning Wujie's expression, they would have been frightened to the point of running chills down their spines.
Wen Xing said in a deep voice, burning with anger: "Also, he speaks well and will obey me."
"He's not like you. He wants me to listen to memorials, attend court, and even listen to the daily lectures on the classics!"
"He won't restrict me in every way! Ugh—!"
His lips were bitten, and the other party bit him like a bloodthirsty beast, causing severe pain in the corner of his lips.
It must be bleeding, he thought.
It hurts, you little bastard!
"Ning Wujie! I'm going to kill you!" He struggled violently, but was suppressed by the young man's heavy body and it was useless.
He heard the other party's dark voice, which was completely different from his usual clear voice: "I will kill him first."
Wen Xing was stunned and broke into a cold sweat at this murderous shout.
He finally began to feel a little scared, "Ning Wujie, what on earth are you going to do?"
But the young man clamped his jaw with one hand to prevent him from moving, and began to tear his clothes with the other hand.
Wen Xing:!
The opponent's strength was too great, and he couldn't break free at all. The sound of silk tearing could be heard, and Wen Xing's pupils trembled with fear.
"How dare you! Stop it!"
Ning Wujie suddenly stopped moving and looked down at him coldly, "Stop? Isn't this what Your Majesty wants?"
Wen Xing angrily scolded: "What nonsense are you talking about?"
Ning Wujie sneered, "If your Majesty wants to be shameless, I will accompany you."
After she finished speaking, she continued to tear his clothes, forcing his collar wide open, and her slightly cool fingertips slid into his waist.
Wen Xing finally felt a little fear.
This kid, wouldn't he want to give him...
Thinking of this, his whole body froze, and he said in a trembling voice: "Stop."
Ning Wujie stopped and stared at him with a pair of dark eyes. Those eyes were like a pitch-black ancient well, without a single ray of light.
"Your Majesty, have you thought it through?"
"Your Majesty, I have given you what you desire. If you regret it now, there will be no next time."
Wen Xing felt cold from head to toe.
This kid was warning him that if he continued to tease her, this would be the outcome.
How could anyone in this world dare to warn him?!
Wen Xing gritted his teeth fiercely, his fear replaced by anger once again. His voice was dark: "Ning Wujie, do you know what you just did?"
"I am the emperor!"
Ning Wujie closed his eyes deeply, suppressed the anger in his heart, and thought to himself: Of course he knows.
"If you had made a mistake just now, I could have wiped out your clan!"
When Ning Wujie opened his eyes again, there was no emotion in them, instead they were covered by a layer of frost.
He stood up and left the bed, leaving only his back to Wen Xing. "It's all up to you."
As soon as he finished speaking, Ning Wujie's figure had disappeared outside the bedroom.
Wen Xing lay on the bed with his back facing up, a dazed look on his face, still feeling a lingering fear.
His pale and slender fingers tightened inch by inch until they were clenched into fists. The strength was so great that the joints showed through and even trembled slightly, wrinkling the mattress.
this......
You stinky little bastard!
*
Ning Wujie had just walked out of the bedroom when he met Zhai Yuanqing who was rushing over.
"Master Ning, the Grand Tutor just said you were ill. What's wrong?"
Ning Wujie had a gloomy face. When he raised his eyelids to look over, the sharp edge that had not yet been retracted froze Zhai Yuanqing so much that he shivered and took a half step back involuntarily.
Ning Wujie said solemnly, "I'm not sick."
Zhai Yuanqing suddenly remembered the murderous look in the boy's eyes when he delivered medicine to him last time.
Not knowing what had happened today, he didn't dare to get any closer and sneered, "Really, then, Master..."
"Your Majesty is injured. Doctor Zhai, please go in and take a look."
After saying this, Ning Wujie left.
When Zhai Yuanqing heard that His Majesty was injured, he hurried into the bedroom, only to see Wen Xing lying on the couch, staring at the ceiling in a daze, his clothes in disarray.
The clothes are not in disarray, they are all torn.
There was a wound on the emperor's lip, and blood flowed from the corner of his lip to his jaw, staining his snow-white skin red.
The whole person exudes an air of being ravaged.
Zhai Yuanqing was shocked. What happened?
Could it be that the little beauty has been pushed to the limit and is about to resort to insubordination?!
His voice was a little stammering, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, how are you?"
Wen Xing remained motionless, only his eyes moved and he glanced sideways at me, "I'm fine."
Zhai Yuanqing: Does this look like nothing is wrong?
He stepped forward nervously, "Your Majesty's mouth..."
Wen Xing reached out and touched the corner of his lips, letting out a "hiss..."
This brat, is he born in the year of the dog?
Zhai Yuanqing nervously applied medicine to Wen Xing and asked cautiously, "Your Majesty, are you hurt anywhere else?"
Wen Xing was annoyed, "No."
"Are you sure?"
Wen Xing glanced at him, "What else?"
Zhai Yuanqing was swept by Wen Xing's cold gaze and dared not ask any more questions. He cursed himself in his heart for not being able to speak. Even if there was, he was the emperor. Could he admit it?
So I honestly gave His Majesty some medicine and took his pulse, and only felt relieved after making sure that there was nothing serious.
"Although it's spring, Your Majesty is not in good health. You still need to pay more attention, exercise less, and rest more. Don't... push too hard."
It’s best not to push people too far.
Zhai Yuanqing felt that he had tried his best, and whether His Majesty could understand it depended on himself.
"roll."
The emperor was in a very bad mood. Zhai Yuanqing didn't dare to say anything more and bowed and left.
Being an imperial physician is such a tough job, he thought.
On the other side, Ning Wujie returned all the way to the Qinzheng Hall.
The hall was empty except for two eunuchs on duty standing outside the hall door.
He sat down in front of the desk, sorted the memorials neatly, took out one of them and was about to review it, but he could not concentrate.
The terrified expression on Wen Xing's face as he struggled just now lingered in my mind and could not be shaken off.
He rubbed his Jingmingxue and forced himself to be hard-hearted.
Today, he was stepped on in public on such a solemn occasion. I really don’t know what this tyrant will do in the future.
But at this moment, his ears moved, as if he had noticed something, and he glanced sideways towards the window.
The windows were closed, but there was movement outside.
He held his breath and walked over silently, then hid behind the window frame. He gently pushed the window open a crack, and through the gap, he saw a figure squatting under the window.
His eyesight was excellent, and even in the dark, he could still see the other person's figure at a glance.
His eyes suddenly turned cold, and he clenched his fists. He looked at the man as if he wanted to tear him into pieces.
The man was holding something in his hand and looked sneaky.
Ning Wujie frowned and stared at the man for a moment, wanting to see what he was going to do.
But the figure just hesitated, muttering quietly, "What should I do? What should I do?"
He muttered for a long time but did not take the next step.
Ning Wujie was getting impatient and was about to push the window open, but he saw a figure squatting under the window poking his head out slightly.
Then he saw that the man seemed to have discovered the crack at the bottom of the window, so he leaned over stealthily and tried to look inside through the crack.
Ning Wujie simply leaned over, moved closer to the window, and squinted his eyes to see what the idiot was trying to do.
The other person's dark eyes blinked, and his gaze fell on Ning Wujie's face which was very close to him through the window crack.
The two of them stared at each other.
Ning Wujie said dimly, "Wang Jiang."
Wang Jiang:!
There was a "thump" sound behind the window, and someone was so scared that he fell to the ground.
"Ning, Ning, Ning Sir!"
Only after he said this did he react and quickly got up and ran.
However, the window behind him was suddenly pushed open, and a long arm stretched out, grabbed the back of his collar, and dragged him back like a chicken.
He turned his head in horror and saw Ning Wujie's murderous gaze. He felt a chill in his heart, "What are you doing?"
Wang Jiang didn't dare move. He was so overwhelmed by Ning Wujie's aura that he broke out in a cold sweat. He wondered how he had offended this killer god. Why did he look like he wanted to skin him alive the moment he saw him?
Because of vying for favor? But didn't he make it clear?
This person is totally unreasonable!
"W-what, I didn't do anything."
He could hardly speak clearly.
Ning Wujie squinted his eyes, watching the idiot's struggling back, and remembered Wen Xing's words just now in his mind -
"He's obedient, unlike you who always disobeys orders."
"He speaks well and will obey me."
His teeth were gritting, and when he looked at the man again, his gaze was almost murderous.
He pulled the person in with force, and at the same time grabbed Wang Jiang's throat, his eyes as cold as a knife.
"Nothing?" He said coldly, "Qinzheng Palace is a key military location. You're sneaking around outside, and you still dare to say it's nothing?"
Just kill him.
Ning Wujie thought, what a great excuse that comes right to his doorstep.
As long as it is said that this person trespassed into the Qinzheng Palace with ulterior motives...
The more he thought about it, the harder his fingertips pinched.
Wang Jiang felt that his neck was about to be strangled, and his eyes widened in horror.
This guy couldn't possibly want to kill him!
Unfair! He hasn't even started yet!
He strained his throat and spoke with difficulty: "I...haven't...done anything...you can't..."
Although the voice was extremely hoarse and unpleasant, Ning Wujie still keenly caught the key words: "Not yet?"
He suddenly increased the strength in his hands. "Tell the truth, otherwise..."
Wang Jiang trembled: "I'll tell you...I'll tell you!"
He was very aware of his acting skills and could not hide it from Ning Wujie at all.
What's more, he is now very sure that Ning Wujie is trying to kill him, and if he doesn't tell him, he will really die.
Ning Wujie let him go.
Wang Jiang began to cough violently, and it took him a long time to catch his breath.
"The Queen Mother asked me... to drug you." As he said this, he stretched out his right hand tremblingly, revealing the incense tube inside his sleeve.
Ning Wujie glanced at the incense burner with disdain, "Just you?"
Wang Jiang sighed helplessly: "I don't know why the Queen Mother asked me to do this, but I think it must be a test for me."
"The Spring Examination questions didn't satisfy the Queen Mother, so she wanted to test whether I would attack you."
"If so, then I am not His Majesty's man."
When Ning Wujie heard this, his murderous intent was reduced by half.
This person cannot die, at least not now.
Although this idiot has no practical use, he has symbolic significance. Only if this person is highly valued by His Majesty, those fence-sitters who are circling around Wang will turn to His Majesty, or at least remain neutral and not cause trouble for His Majesty.
Ning Wujie glanced at him, "The Queen Mother wouldn't just let you knock me out. What else does she have planned?"
Wang Jiang shook his head frantically, "That's all I know!"
Ning Wujie's eyes turned and he took out the incense tube from Wang Jiang's sleeve and looked at it carefully.
Then Wang Jiang said sadly, "Now, I can't pass the test. The Queen Mother is probably going to kill me."
Wang Jiang felt like he was stuck between two ends.
Ning Wujie wanted to kill him all the time, but the Queen Mother didn't believe that he would die in the end.
There is no worst, only worse.
Thinking that his life was about to be in danger, he sobbed sadly.
Why is he so unlucky!
But Ning Wujie narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "That may not be the case."
Hearing this, Wang Jiang stopped sobbing and slowly exhaled a bubble of snot: "Ah?"
"I'll help you just this once." Ning Wujie clenched his fists fiercely as he spoke, and added unwillingly, "On the basis that you are still useful to His Majesty."
Wang Jiang:?
*
Late at night, candlelight flickered in the Qinzheng Hall.
Ning Wujie sat at his desk, writing non-stop, looking very busy.
However, under his drooping eyelids, his gaze slanted towards the door.
Normally, the patrolling guards would patrol outside the hall every cup of tea, but he hadn't heard the footsteps of the patrolling guards for at least half an hour.
Outside the door came the sound of eunuchs changing shifts: "Thank you for your hard work, I'll leave the rest of the night to you."
The eunuch on duty replied yes and left.
After Ning Wujie heard a flurry of footsteps, two eunuchs took over their original positions guarding the hall.
At the same time, there was a sound of someone crushing fallen leaves outside the window, and there were two or three people.
He raised his eyelids slightly, with a look of understanding in his eyes.
At this moment, a wisp of green smoke quietly passed over the window sill and spread into the hall.
Ning Wujie's eyes flickered slightly, his body pretended to shake, and then he fell on the table, pushing over the teacup, which fell to the ground with a clang.
Soon, he heard the sound of liquid splashing outside the window.
He soon smelled a strong, pungent odor drifting in through the cracks in the windows and doors.
Under his drooping eyelids, his pupils trembled violently.
Those who have emerged from the sea of blood and corpses on the battlefield are extremely familiar with this smell.
It's kerosene!
Sparks will ignite and will not be extinguished when they meet water.
Sure enough, the next moment, the blazing fire had already made crackling sounds, and the burning flames licked the window paper and were spreading across the window frame at an extremely fast speed.
He heard the eunuchs hurried away.
He jumped up and tried to leave through the window, but the fire rushed towards him.
"call--"
The fire suddenly erupted, the window frames were licked through by the flames, twisted and deformed in the high temperature, and made a teeth-grinding crackling sound.
The fire wave rushed in almost in liquid form, forming a surge of golden heat in the blink of an eye.
The way ahead was blocked by a wall of fire, so he turned and rushed out the door.
However, within just a few breaths, the entire Qinzheng Hall was engulfed in flames!
A guard on duty in a distant watchtower saw the flames rising into the sky and couldn't help but exclaimed, "The fire is coming!"
Soon, the sound of gongs spread throughout the palace.
"There's a fire!" People kept running around holding gongs and shouting.
The sound quickly reached the emperor's bedroom.
Wen Xing, who was lying on the couch unable to sleep, suddenly sat up when he heard the noise. "What happened?"
A young eunuch ran in in a panic, "Your Majesty, there's a fire in the Qinzheng Palace!"
Hearing the words "Qinzheng Palace", Wen Xing's heart tightened, and he grabbed the eunuch's wrist and said sternly: "Where is Ning Wujie?!"
The young eunuch was terrified, "Master Ning, Master Ning is still inside!"
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The author has something to say: I know you are anxious, but don’t be anxious yet, someone will soon be severely punished.
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