Chapter 35 Chapter 35 Do you want to die? Ning Wujie.
The pale human figure quickly enlarged in Ning Wujie's pupils.
The distance between the carriage and him was so far, and the imperial carriage was so high, but the tyrant emperor actually jumped!
Seeing that the person was about to fall off the carriage, Ning Wujie didn't care about anything else. He jumped up and stepped on the horse's back to gain momentum and quickly rushed away. With smooth movements, he caught the person with one arm in the air and landed gracefully on the ground.
Wen Xing couldn't suppress the smile on his face. When he was caught in mid-air, he hugged the back of the person's neck and quickly gave him a kiss on the face.
Ning Wujie's whole body stiffened and he almost sprained his ankle when he landed.
He looked at the emperor in disbelief.
This madman!
The tyrant emperor just laughed evilly, and even laughed out loud because of his stiff expression.
Ning Wujie gritted his teeth and said solemnly, "It's so far away, Your Majesty, aren't you afraid that I won't be able to make it in time? What if I fall?"
Wen Xing shrugged, looking nonchalant. "I trust Ning Qing."
This man was so hateful that Ning Wujie gritted his teeth in hatred. He tried to push him away, but Wen Xing was like an octopus, and once his claws stuck to him, he couldn't tear them off.
The tyrant placed his lips on Ning Wujie's ear and said, "Ning Qing, I'm too tired to walk. Carry me to the lake to rest."
Ning Wujie closed his eyes, and his ears, which were blown by the other party's breathing, felt as if there was fire burning.
His ears were slightly red, but his face was cold: "I have a shoulder injury and cannot carry Your Majesty."
Wen Xing looked at the young man suspiciously. Didn’t he catch him just now?
But when he lowered his head and looked at his waist, he saw that the other person was indeed hugging him with one hand.
The tyrant's eyes turned, and he said sympathetically, "Then help me onto the horse."
It's impossible to walk, so I'll just be lazy for a while.
Ning Wujie stared at the tyrant emperor with a gloomy look, his intuition telling him that something was wrong.
But if he disobeyed the order in front of so many people, it would damage the emperor's dignity.
He had no choice but to accept whatever this tyrant wanted to do.
Who made him care about the emperor more than this tyrant?
He really had no idea what to do with this guy.
He placed one hand on Wen Xing's lower back, his palm touching the thin waist, as if he could gently hold it by just closing his fingers.
His heart was beating fast, and his eyes were dark.
Ning Wujie quickly calmed himself down, and with a slight effort of one arm, he lifted the man onto the horse's back.
Wen Xing turned his head to look at the person on the horse, and seeing the other person's vigilant eyes, he suddenly felt funny.
You are so thin-skinned, how can you play the scare game with him?
He was merciful enough not to make things difficult for others and just let Ning Wujie hold his horse for him.
Ning Wujie frowned in surprise and looked at Wen Xing. He had no idea what this foolish king was up to. He must be planning something bad again, right?
He secretly clenched his fists.
I’m afraid the lesson last time wasn’t severe enough, and he’ll be well behaved if I do it a few more times.
The servants began to set up camp and rest.
The sky by the lake was clear and cloudless, and the warm spring breeze stirred up shimmering waves. The nine tassels of the dragon flag hung in the shade of the willows, and the flag occasionally trembled in the wind.
Wen Xing had someone spread out a cushion for him to lie on the ground by the lake, and then he called Ning Wujie to sit beside him.
Ning Wujie hesitated for a moment, but seeing that there were many servants busy around him and many ears and eyes, he had no choice but to do as he was told.
Just as he sat down, the tyrant suddenly turned over and knocked him to the ground with the weight of his entire body.
Ning Wujie's pupils shrank, the world spun before his eyes, and he fell to the ground on the grass.
"His Majesty!"
He turned his head nervously and looked around, and saw that Li Dequan had very tactfully asked the eunuchs to cover this small world with curtains, and also took away Xinghe.
The curtain was taller than a person, trapping the two of them in this small space between the sky and the ground, isolating them from the outside world.
When he turned around again, the tyrant was already sitting on him with an evil smile on his face, looking down at him condescendingly.
Ning Wujie: ...
He just knew it!
Wen Xing curled his lips, his eyes full of cunning, "Last time, Ning Qing said that I didn't know what I wanted, and he said he would help me figure it out."
"Thanks to Ning Qing, I finally figured it out."
When Wen Xing said this, he hooked his fingertips and moved Ning Wujie's belt. With a crisp "click" sound, Ning Wujie's jade belt hook was picked open.
Ning Wujie's pupils trembled, and he quickly pressed down the rebellious hand, saying in a warning voice, "Your Majesty, what are you going to do?"
Wen Xing didn't answer but asked, "Didn't Ning Qing say that I was shameless and wanted to accompany me?"
The thin line of her lips raised a playful arc, "Since you promised me, don't go back on your word."
Ning Wujie gritted his teeth, what a tyrant!
Why can't I remember other things, but I can always remember every word of his angry words so clearly?!
He suppressed his anger and stood up to push the person away, but saw Wen Xing holding down his right arm. Because of his right shoulder injury, his entire arm was unable to move, so he was held down like this.
The foolish emperor said, "Don't move."
The two of them clamped each other, Wen Xing's left hand pressed on Ning Wujie's right arm, and Ning Wujie's right hand pinched Wen Xing's left wrist.
No one was willing to let go.
So the situation remained at a stalemate.
"Your Majesty!" Ning Wujie's voice was tinged with uncontrollable anger, "This is in the wilderness!"
"I know." Wen Xing tilted his head, pretending to look around, then turned back and stared at him provocatively, "What are you afraid of, Ning Qing?"
He leaned over and blew into Ning Wujie's ear, "No one saw it."
The emperor glanced sideways and saw with satisfaction that Ning Wujie's ears quickly turned red with his breathing.
There was a hint of darkness in Wen Xing's eyes, and he suddenly bit Ning Wujie's lips.
The nimble tip of the tongue slid in, and Ning Wujie took a light breath.
The warm breath and moist lips and tongue intertwined, causing Ning Wujie's blood to boil almost instantly.
The fingers that were holding Wen Xing's wrist loosened involuntarily.
Wen Xing's eyes lit up when he noticed it. He seized the opportunity to quickly pull his hand away and tear Ning Wujie's clothes.
Wen Xing kissed the man's lips and said vaguely, "I understand what I want."
"I want to... visit you."
It was as if a basin of cold water was poured over Ning Wujie's head. His pupils trembled violently and his whole body turned cold.
His fists tightened inch by inch, and with a surge of strength that came from nowhere, he ignored the injury on his shoulder and rolled over to pin the tyrant under him.
Wen Xing felt dizzy and when he opened his eyes again, he saw Ning Wujie's eyes filled with anger.
The blush spread from the eye sockets to the corners of the eyes.
There was a fierceness in his gaze, as if a wild beast had locked onto its prey and was about to tear it to pieces in the next second.
Wow, are you so disgusted?
Wen Xing did not feel scared, but thought about it with interest.
Will this make you hate me even more?
Very good, hate me even more.
Then complete your set life trajectory.
Wen Xing raised his eyebrows, "Could it be that Ning Qing is trying to commit an insubordination?"
Ning Wujie held the man in his arms, staring at him fiercely, his voice dark, "What if I say yes?"
Wen Xing lazily said, "Then you have committed the crime of great disrespect."
"Do you want to die? Ning Wujie."
He recklessly intensified his anger: "You are only destined to be favored by me, don't harbor any unreasonable expectations."
The grass beside him was suddenly grasped by someone, and even made a sound as if the leaves were being crushed.
Then he saw that Ning Wujie's jaw was completely tense, even the outline of his teeth was visible, as if he was enduring something.
Even her eyelashes were trembling slightly because of anger.
Those crimson eyes were filled with disappointment and anger, and were soon covered with a thin layer of moisture.
He watched the water vapor slowly condense, and just when it was about to take shape, Ning Wujie suddenly closed his eyes and suppressed all the wetness.
I don’t know why, but Wen Xing was a little disappointed that he didn’t see that tear.
Maybe he is just too evil.
I just like to see this stubborn guy crying when he is bullied by him.
He heard a very low and deep voice, escaping from between teeth: "Stupid ruler!"
Wen Xing had no intention of refutation, and even felt that this scolding, which was uttered when he was forced into a corner, was particularly cute.
That’s right, he is a tyrant.
A tyrant ruler will fall into your hands in the future.
However, the next moment, Ning Wujie grabbed the back of his neck and kissed him deeply.
But Wen Xing felt that it could not be called a kiss. He felt like he was the prey caught by a wild beast, being torn apart and eaten.
"Ning... um..."
He couldn't make a sound because the other person kissed him too fiercely and his lips were bitten painfully, forcing him to let out a heavy groan.
Is this kid taking revenge on him?
He was bitten to the point of being unable to bear it any longer, and he angrily shouted incoherently: "How dare you bite me? Are you a dog? How dare you!"
"You are shameless!"
"How dare you!"
"A tyrant!"
"puppy!"
The two people's breathing, groans, and curses were all heard through the curtain.
The guards lowered their heads as low as possible, wishing they could bury themselves in the mud and turn themselves into a weed without any senses or hearing ability.
At this time, Grand Tutor Fang Bingyuan hurried to the emperor's tent with a copy of the imperial report. Before he got close, he saw Li Dequan approaching with a smile. He stopped him more than ten feet away from the curtain and asked, "What's the matter, Grand Tutor?"
Fang Bingyuan's face looked not very good, and he was a little anxious.
"Is His Majesty in there?"
Li Dequan glanced at the curtain and chuckled, "It's not convenient for Your Majesty right now."
Fang Bingyuan sighed, "This matter is urgent. Please let Eunuch Li know."
We are on the way back to the palace, and we are in the wilderness. There shouldn't be anything important to do at this critical moment, right?
Besides, he is a lazy student and never has any urgent matters.
He was about to call out to the emperor when he heard a scolding voice from behind the curtain: "You are shameless and vulgar!"
"You have no respect for your Majesty!"
The cursing was sometimes loud and sometimes soft, and it was difficult to hear clearly, and soon it gradually died down.
If Fang Bingyuan had good hearing, he would have heard the quarrel gradually turn into intertwined breathing.
Fang Bingyuan was puzzled and shouted towards the curtain, "Your Majesty?"
The movement within the curtain suddenly stopped.
Against the light, one could vaguely see a figure projected on the curtain suddenly stand up and quickly adjust his clothes.
There seemed to be another one lying on the ground.
The person inside cleared his throat and asked, "Who?"
"Your Highness Fang Bingyuan has an urgent matter to report."
"I didn't..."
The emperor was silent when he was suddenly interrupted by another voice: "Taifu, please come in."
Ning Wujie got a cold look from Wen Xing and was ignored by him.
Fang Bingyuan walked straight over.
The old man opened the curtain and walked in, and saw Wen Xing lying on the cushion, while Ning Wujie was standing beside the emperor, glancing to the side somewhat uncomfortably, and his clothes seemed a little messy.
Fang Bingyuan had poor eyesight and did not notice that Ning Wujie's ears and neck were flushed.
His attention was entirely focused on official business. He bowed and then handed the official report to Wen Xing. "Your Majesty, this is the official report from the Imperial Observatory that was just released yesterday. This matter is of great importance and Your Majesty must pay attention to it."
Wen Xing didn't do anything, but signaled Ning Wujie to take it with his eyes.
Ning Wujie looked at him coldly, endured it again and again, and finally took it from Fang Bingyuan.
"At midnight on the 28th of January, a comet will appear three degrees west of the seventh constellation of the Big Dipper. It will be pale and white like a silk thread. Seven days later, it will cross the Imperial Star of the Purple Palace. Wisdom will penetrate the Imperial throne, indicating that your virtue is failing, and treacherous officials are obscuring the sun. The Imperial Astronomical Observatory bows and kneels, begging Your Majesty to eliminate the treacherous officials and bring back the Queen Mother. We offer this prayer of repentance to thank Heaven for the rebuke."
After he finished speaking, Fang Bingyuan's face showed a look of deep sorrow. "Taizu granted the Imperial Observatory the title of 'Supervisory Emperor on Behalf of the Heavens', allowing it to publish official reports without approval to demonstrate fairness. Now this report is hanging at the gate of the Imperial Observatory, and passers-by know about it."
"This time is different from usual. 'Wisdom penetrates the Emperor's throne', which directly points out that Your Majesty's virtue is unworthy of the position."
Ning Wujie's expression also darkened.
The Queen Mother did take action, and this move was too cruel.
Du Wenxing still had a calm expression and only sneered coldly, "Feudal superstition."
The movement of comets is a celestial law, but the ancients insisted on linking it to man-made disasters. In fact, it was just that some people wanted to play tricks and manipulate public opinion.
He turned to look at Ning Wujie, and seeing his handsome brows knitted together, he couldn't help but tease, "So Ning Qing also believes these groundless rumors. I thought you were fearless enough to defy even the imperial decree."
Ning Wujie's eyebrows twitched.
This tyrant was still teasing him at this time, and every word he said was meant to hurt him.
He took a deep breath and decided not to argue with this tyrant. "Your Majesty, three people make a tiger. This astrology says that even if you don't believe it, if everyone in the world believes it, then you will be truly unworthy of your position."
Wen Xing raised his eyebrows, "What should I do then? Should I issue a self-criticism edict? Or should I root out the traitors and flatterers?"
When he said this, without waiting for Ning Wujie to reply, he sighed again, "But what can I do? I can't bear to eliminate Ning Qing."
"Let's issue a confession of guilt."
Even though he knew that this tyrant was just teasing him, Ning Wujie still lowered his eyelids slightly after hearing these words, trying to hide the emotions in his eyes.
Wen Xing's eyes were full of teasing and extremely frivolous.
Ning Wujie refused to meet his gaze, and instead looked at Fang Bingyuan and said, "No."
"If Your Majesty issues an edict of apology, you will be acknowledging their accusations, which will become a source of gossip that could destabilize the throne."
Fang Bingyuan, who inexplicably spoke for the emperor:?
When the old man caught Ning Wujie's gaze, he acted as if he suddenly understood something. Did Lord Ning want him to advise His Majesty?
So he nodded, "Not bad."
"If Your Majesty follows their wishes, you will probably be in a passive position."
Wen Xing half-jokingly waved his sleeves and said, "Then let's find a few sorcerers to refute their astronomical theories."
Fang Bingyuan actually considered this possibility seriously, then shook his head. "No, the Imperial Astronomical Observatory is in charge of the calendar and predicts celestial phenomena. They are well-known among the people. The people respect the Imperial Astronomical Observatory's predictions. There is no one in the world who is more authoritative than them."
Seeing Ning Wujie avoiding his sight, Wen Xing found himself getting more and more amused. He chased after him and asked, "So what does Ning Qing say we should do?"
Ning Wujie pondered for a moment, his face unusually solemn, and he didn't immediately offer a solution. "I don't have a good solution at the moment. Your Majesty, please give me some time..."
"I have a way."
Wen Xing looked at Ning Wujie, who finally looked at him, and said with a half-smile, "Since they say that my virtue is unworthy of the position."
"Then I will simply give the throne to Ning Qing, how about that?"
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The author has something to say: Foolish king: Come here, let me “visit” you.
5j (eyes narrowed dangerously): Really? Are you sure?
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