Chapter 42: Rebellion, the whole family is together...
Wen Xing was almost suffocated by this punishing kiss. He pushed Ning Wujie away, then turned his face to the side and gasped for air.
"Ahem... I accuse you of regicide, and you really dare to kill him?" He panted, his voice hoarse with accusation.
A stubborn person who will never let go of any grudge.
Ning Wujie's gaze was fixed on Wen Xing's face. Her cheeks were flushed due to lack of oxygen, and her unfocused eyes were slightly watery. This fragile yet seductive look instantly evoked some charming and uncontrollable memories of last night.
His eyes dimmed and his lower abdomen felt hot.
His voice was hoarse and contained a warning: "Your Majesty, by saying this, aren't you trying to force me to take action?"
Wen Xing was speechless for a moment and unable to refute.
You really got it right.
Ning Wujie said coldly, "It seems that Your Majesty didn't suffer enough last night."
Wen Xing glared at him coldly and warned, "Ning Wujie, I've already forgiven you for what happened last night. Don't push your luck any further."
However, after being reminded by this boy, the soreness and swelling in Wen Xing's lower back that he had forcibly ignored came back like a riot.
He frowned and let out a "hiss"
Ning Wujie's expression froze, and he quickly let the person go.
"Your Majesty, does it still hurt?" As he said this, he used his palm to rub Wen Xing's lower back through the fabric of his clothes.
Wen Xing sighed in pleasure from the massage, her body instinctively relaxing. "It's sore."
"Then should we... have Doctor Zhai take a look?"
Ning Wujie was very careful last night and even used osmanthus oil instead of the ointment that Zhai Yuanqing mentioned. But after all, it was the first time for both him and Wen Xing, so it would be safer to give it a try.
Wen Xing's pupils suddenly shrank, and he felt cold from head to toe.
Let Zhai Yuanqing show him that? !
I would rather die!
This guy actually made such a request, I'm afraid he's deliberately trying to annoy him! Is it just to get revenge on him?
He looked at Ning Wujie coldly, "Did you do it on purpose?"
Those beautiful eyes were like gems, and the anger in them flashed like a cold light, but it did not have any deterrent effect. Instead, it made Ning Wujie's breathing pause.
The flame that had just been suppressed was rekindled by that look.
Ning Wujie closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
He finally understood what it meant to know the taste of the marrow.
Now, Wen Xing's gaze can trigger an instinctive reaction in his body.
For a moment he didn't know who was being taught a lesson.
When he raised his eyes again, his eyes were dark.
Wen Xing looked at the familiar, beast-like gaze and instinctively sensed danger.
He hasn't recovered yet. This kid's physical strength is really extraordinary. He still remembers that it was him who was pestering Ning Wujie last night, but in the second half of the night, this kid was like a wolf that tasted blood for the first time, and he wouldn't let go of him.
He doesn't want to go through this again!
But the other party looked like he was enduring with great difficulty.
He felt that he was in danger at any moment.
Wen Xing's eyes glared, and he quickly warned in a deep voice: "Last night was an accident, don't even think about it happening again!"
Ning Wujie heard this and closed his eyes deeply, suppressing the restlessness in his heart. However, when he opened his eyes again, a layer of mist formed in his crimson eyes due to endurance, making him look pitiful.
Wen Xing's heart softened when he saw this.
He thought about it and his eyes moved slightly.
"Do you remember what I taught you to do before?" As he said this, he pulled Ning Wujie's hand downwards.
"Now, it's your turn."
Ning Wujie's ears and even cheeks quickly turned a faint red of embarrassment at a speed visible to the naked eye. Wen Xing saw the scene and narrowed his eyes in satisfaction.
The next moment, a suppressed but pleasant gasp escaped from the other person's lips and teeth.
His breathing also gradually became heavier.
"Yes...that's it..."
In the quiet room, the sounds of the two people's intertwined breathing and the sticky sound of water continued to be heard.
*
Tangquan Palace.
From the Empress Dowager's bedroom came the sound of porcelain breaking and Wang Fuwei's angry curses.
"Useless thing!"
"They couldn't even predict a small solar eclipse! What good are the predictions from before?! Now the emperor is using them to his advantage, staging a 'miracle' and talking about divine punishment! Absolutely ridiculous! Wouldn't his reputation as a tyrant be wiped out overnight?"
"I was originally under house arrest by the Emperor, but now, look what happened! I've violated a taboo! If this taboo isn't broken, I'll die in this damn place, unable to return to the court!"
Yang Qi bowed and said, "Empress Dowager, please calm down. You no longer have any legitimate reason to return to the capital without a fight."
"But doesn't Your Majesty find this matter suspicious? I remember that those two newly promoted chief clerks of the Imperial Observatory were Wang Jiang's men."
Wang Fuwei suppressed his anger and snorted coldly, "I really underestimated Wang Jiang. I didn't expect there would be such a fool in this world who is loyal to the emperor to such an extent!"
"You don't even care about your own family's lives!"
Yang Qi made a knife-hand gesture, "My Lady, do you want to..."
Wang Fuwei's eyes turned cold, and he said darkly, "I have to teach him a lesson, otherwise people will think I'm so easy to fool."
Yang Qi: "My Lady, what should we do next?"
Wang Fuwei's eyes flickered as he thought of something. "I heard the Emperor issued an edict to recall Ningyuan Hou back to the capital?"
Yang Qi nodded, "Yes, I heard that he is going back to Beijing to report on his work. He should be there in a month or so."
A sharp look flashed across Wang Fuwei's eyes, and she snorted coldly: "Just right."
*
It’s a warm spring day with lush grass and singing birds.
Wen Xing has become increasingly lazy recently, sleeping until noon every day.
There is nothing surprising about this book. What is surprising is that Ning Wujie, the king of this book, has also been staying in bed with him recently.
When he opened his eyes, he still felt warm behind him, and he was not woken by the cold as usual because there was no one in the bed.
He turned his head in surprise and looked behind him, and saw Ning Wujie lying on the head of the bed, holding a memorial in his hand, his brows slightly furrowed, and he was concentrating on reviewing it.
Wen Xingliang spoke up, "Ning Qing is now bringing memorials into my bedroom for review. Has this become a habit?"
Ning Wujie looked up at the sound, quickly put away the memorial, and lay down. He stretched out his long arms and pulled Wen Xing's waist into his arms, gently rubbing his chin against the top of his head: "Your Majesty, out of sight, out of mind."
Wen Xing found a more comfortable position in his arms and asked lazily, "Why don't you go to the Imperial Study to work earlier? Why do you want to stay here with me?"
I used to always avoid him, but recently this stubborn guy has calmed down and is willing to stay in bed with him.
Although he still benefits from it, the constant temperature baby warmer can keep him warm until he wakes up naturally.
Ning Wujie's eyes flickered slightly, and instead of answering, he asked, "Your Majesty... don't you like it?"
"Hmm." Wen Xing said honestly, "I like it."
The person behind him curled his lips slightly.
You will be inseparable from me, Ning Wujie thought.
At this time, an attendant announced, "Your Majesty, Ning Yuanhou's eldest son, Ning Buhuo, requests an audience."
Wen Xing blinked, suddenly remembering that he had issued an order more than a month ago asking Ning Wujie's father and brother to return to Beijing to report on their work.
He turned to look at Ning Wujie, and seeing his expression instantly darken, he asked in confusion, "When did your father and brother arrive in Beijing? Why didn't you tell me?"
Ning Wujie lowered his eyes, suppressing the turbulent emotions in his eyes. He said in a muffled voice, "We just arrived three days ago. I am thinking of my father and brothers who have been exhausted from the journey. Let them rest for a few more days. There is no need to rush to see His Majesty."
Wen Xing raised his voice and said, "Announce."
As soon as he finished speaking, he felt the arm around his waist suddenly tighten a little. Wen Xing frowned and patted the arm that was tightening around him: "Let go, I need to change clothes."
Ning Wujie reluctantly let go of the person, and after standing up and landing on the ground, he readily helped Wen Xing up.
Wen Xing spread his arms and frowned as he stared at the person in front of him who was helping him change clothes.
This stubborn guy has been more than just obedient lately. He is simply... too docile, even showing a clingy aura.
He was a little terrified.
It can't be that I'm convinced by sleep with him, right?
Could it be that...
Do you feel good because you "retaliated" against him?
Wen Xing felt that he was simply asking for trouble by coming up with the idea of "visiting the emperor" to force him to rebel. It was like he was shooting himself in the foot.
Tsk.
No, he still has to find a way to make up for it.
Otherwise, if this continues, how can he force this kid to rebel?
He narrowed his eyes slightly, an evil glint flashing in his eyes.
I want to see if you can still be so "calm" in front of your brother.
His thoughts suddenly changed, and he said to his attendant, "Let Ning Buhuo come in and wait."
Ning Wujie paused in tying someone's belt, raised his eyes to look at Wen Xing, and met his gaze filled with teasing and evil intent.
Is this tyrant so impatient to see his brother?
As soon as the thought flashed through his mind, the belt in his hand was twisted hard and almost broke.
Ning Buhuo was led into the inner hall by the eunuch. When he looked up, he saw Ning Wujie wearing pajamas, looking like he had just got up, standing in front of the bed waiting for the emperor to change clothes.
Ning Buhuo thought he had seen it wrong and mistook the little eunuch for his own brother. He rubbed his eyes and looked again, his face turning pale in an instant.
It’s his brother for sure!
All the rumors he heard on the way here, such as eating and sleeping together, and even more unbearable speculations, now exploded in his mind like thunder.
He originally scoffed at it. After all, he knew his brother's temper very well. Even if he died, he would never do such a thing as using his beauty to please others.
But now...
Ning Buhuo could no longer disbelieve it.
It was as if something in my mind shattered into pieces.
Wen Xing keenly caught the shock and disbelief in Ning Buhuo's eyes, glanced at Ning Wujie proudly, and a smile appeared at the corner of his lips.
Ning Wujie stopped what he was doing and turned to look at the stunned Ning Buhuo, "Brother."
Ning Buhuo was brought back to his senses by this voice. He quickly lifted his robe and knelt down to kowtow. "I am Ning Buhuo, the brave cavalry general of the Ningyuan Army. I pay my respects to Your Majesty."
"Stand up," Wen Xing lazily said, "Why didn't your father come with you to report?"
Ning Buhuo stood up, but his eyes fell on his brother again uncontrollably——
The messy hair on her forehead, the collarbone faintly visible under the slightly open collar, and the slightly red corners of her eyes.
He had good eyesight and could even see that there seemed to be an ambiguous red mark on the side of his brother's neck inside his clothes. He looked very aggrieved as if he had been severely bullied.
He was struck by lightning, gritted his teeth, and said in a deep voice, "My father is currently drafting a report on the post-war border defense deployment and garrison adjustments. He will report back once it's completed. I miss my brother so much that I want to visit the palace first and ask for Your Majesty's approval to allow him to take a day off without any disaster so that we can return home and reunite."
Although he was asking for permission, his tone was stiff and every word seemed to be covered with ice.
Ning Wujie could hear his brother's unconcealable anger and glanced at Ning Buhuo with a warning look.
His brother is like this, his emotions are all shown on his face, and he can't hide anything.
Ning Buhuo received the signal, took a deep breath, and tried hard to suppress his boiling anger.
Then the emperor said, "It is approved."
"Thank you, Your Majesty." Ning Buhuo said coldly.
Only after Wen Xing finished washing up did Ning Wujie have time to tidy himself up, so he retreated behind the screen to change his clothes.
Wen Xing leaned lazily on the Arhat couch, looking at Ning Buhuo unscrupulously.
It is said that Ning Zheng only married one wife in his life. When Ning Wujie was eight years old, his biological mother died, and Ning Zheng never remarried.
The two brothers have very similar eyebrows and eyes, and it can be seen that they are from the same mother.
Ning Buhuo was only five years older, with a more composed and sturdy demeanor, and a more squared jawline than Ning Wujie's. While equally handsome, he lacked the exquisite perfection of Ning Wujie's facial lines.
That brat looks exactly like the golden ratio.
But Wen Xing still praised him, "I've heard that you two brothers look alike, and seeing you today, it's true."
Ning Wujie, who was changing clothes, paused slightly when he heard this.
Ning Buhuo frowned in disgust, thinking that this foolish monarch was indeed fond of men. When he met a general, he didn't talk about military affairs but talked about his appearance first.
He simply replied dryly, "My brother and I are born of the same mother, and we do look somewhat alike."
Wen Xing's smile deepened. "I always mention you to Ning Qing." He raised his voice, deliberately letting those behind the screen hear. "If Ning Qing disobeys my order again, his brother will be sent to the palace to serve me in his place."
Snap——!
The jade belt hook in Ning Wujie's hand could not bear the weight and was suddenly crushed.
Ning Buhuo:!
His pupils trembled violently, as if struck by lightning.
When I saw Wujie's humiliated look when I entered the room just now, I finally had a "reasonable" explanation!
So that's how it is! It turns out Wu Jie endured all this in the palace just to protect him!
What kind of life does his brother live in the palace? !
He could no longer maintain his expression, staring at Wen Xing with such fury that he practically bit his back teeth, as if he was about to pounce on the tyrant and tear him apart.
Wen Xing looked very satisfied with that expression.
Look, your brother is already furious, Ning Wujie, can you still act calm?
It's the opposite, the whole family is together.
Then he added fuel to the fire and said, "Now it seems that it would be a good idea to let you two brothers enter the palace to serve me."
"Your Majesty!" Ning Buhuo exclaimed in disbelief, his facial features almost distorted.
Before he finished speaking, Ning Wujie rushed out from behind the screen like a gust of wind, with a sullen face, he grabbed Ning Buhuo and said, "Brother, let's go home!"
He didn't even say goodbye to Wen Xing, he just dragged him away.
Ning Buhuo was so angry that he didn't care about his brother's presumptuous behavior. He left Funing Palace angrily with Ning Wujie.
Wen Xing looked at the two figures leaving angrily, and raised one corner of his lips with great satisfaction.
*
The two brothers galloped along in a terrifying silence, as if each of them were simmering with rage. The only sound was the rapid clatter of their horses' hooves on the bluestone pavement.
He went straight back to the Ningyuan Marquis Mansion, walked around the screen wall, and confirmed that there were no outsiders around. Ning Buhuo could no longer hold back. He pressed Ning Wujie's shoulders with both hands and said excitedly: "Wujie, are you rebelling?"
"Just say the word, and I'll turn the tide for you!"
Ning Wujie stared at his brother with a dark face, as if he wanted to stare a hole in his brother's face.
He just knew it!
He knew that the tyrant emperor would be tempted by his brother's beauty!
An indescribable violent energy surged in his chest, his fists were clenched so tightly that they made a creaking sound, as if he had so much anger that he couldn't suppress it.
Ning Buhuo was stunned by his brother's almost tangible anger, as if his brother's anger was not directed at the tyrant emperor, but at him.
But seeing Ning Wujie's eyes burning red with anger, he felt even more distressed, his voice choked with sobs: "What kind of life have you been leading these past six months! It's all my fault. I shouldn't have let you go back to Beijing to request military supplies! If only I had gone instead."
After saying this, he noticed that his brother's face became even darker.
Ning Buhuo:?
Oh, he understood. Wujie was feeling sorry for him. If it were him, he would be detained in the palace by the tyrant emperor, and he might be the one to be accused of using his beauty to please others!
Even at this time, Wujie is still thinking about him!
A wave of bitterness rushed to the tip of his nose. Ning Buhuo could no longer hold back and hugged Ning Wujie into his arms, choking with sobs, "My dear brother, I would rather bear this humiliation for you!"
Ning Wujie's whole body stiffened, he gritted his teeth, and said in a cold voice, "That's not necessary."
But at this moment, a calm and majestic voice came from the main hall: "What are you two brothers doing standing at the door? Come in quickly!"
Ning Buhuo suddenly turned his head to look at his father, tears in his eyes no longer able to be controlled: "Dad! Let's rebel!"
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The author has something to say: Stupid King: (lazy voice) Hurry up and rebel, I want to retire~
5j: A tyrant who rebelled because of a beautiful woman!
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