Chapter 47 What are you thinking about again?
Once summer arrives, the days become hotter day by day.
The noisy chirping of cicadas makes people feel restless and irritable.
Wen Xing's body is very delicate. He is afraid of cold in winter and heat in summer. Once the summer heat comes, he will be like a dried salted fish that has been exposed to the scorching sun, hanging on the ice jar and not coming down.
"So comfortable~" He sighed lazily while hugging Bingjian.
It feels like opening the refrigerator door to cool down on a hot day in my previous life.
He missed it so much.
Xinghe followed suit, rubbing the ice jar and pressing his face against the cool copper sheet. He shuddered and squinted his eyes in comfort, "So cold."
Ning Wujie was kicked off the bed by Wen Xing at night because of the heat, so he moved to the side hall to sleep. So when the young man got up early in the morning and entered the room, he saw two salted fish, one big and one small, hanging on the ice jar.
Ning Wujie slowly frowned, turned around and rebuked Li Dequan and the other attendants, "You just let His Majesty act like that? What will happen if he catches a cold?"
Li Dequan was helpless, "I've tried to persuade you till my lips are dry, but Your Majesty won't listen."
Ning Wujie walked forward, tore off the big salted fish, picked up the man without saying a word, and threw him back on the couch.
Wen Xing suddenly lost his coolness:?
He was stunned for a moment, then he shouted angrily: "Ning Wujie, how dare you!"
Ning Wujie was completely numb to his harsh words and simply said, "Your Majesty, if you indulge in the coolness, it may harm your health."
"I'm dying of heat, and it's even more harmful to my health." Wen Xing said as he tried to get up and hug Bing Jian, but Ning Wujie held his wrist and pushed him back onto the couch.
The boy's warm body pressed against him. Wen Xing frowned and struggled a bit, "Ning Wujie, you're so hot."
Summer clothes were very thin, and through a layer of gauze, Ning Wujie could feel the cold body of the person in his arms, and half of his cheek was red from the cold on the copper sheet on the surface of the ice mirror.
A thin layer of pink, like peach blossoms, can be seen on the snow-white skin.
Ning Wujie's Adam's apple rolled, and he said in a hoarse voice, "Your Majesty, this is not how you use the Ice Mirror. You are using your internal organs to hold the ice, which is the easiest for cold evil to invade. Furthermore, the alternating hot and cold is not good for your body."
Wen Xing looked at his serious and earnest admonishing appearance and felt that he was not his subject, but more like an old woman, so he muttered, "Little old-fashioned."
The boy's body was very hot, pressed tightly against him, and soon he broke out in a thin layer of sweat. He pushed him away forcefully: "Go away."
Ning Wujie remained motionless, staring at the man with a serious look, "Are you getting tired of the old and loving the new so quickly?"
Wen Xing's eyes turned and he admitted frankly: "Yes, I declare that Bingjian is now my new favorite."
"From now on, I want to sleep with Bingjian in my arms. I want Bingjian to be my lover, and I don't want you as my warm baby anymore."
Ning Wujie could roughly guess what "warm baby" meant, and he gritted his teeth.
This tyrant emperor really only used him as a hot water bottle.
When the weather gets hot, a hot water bottle is no longer needed and people even dislike it.
He stared at the man, his eyes becoming increasingly hostile. If there weren't other people in the room, he would have wanted to strip the tyrant naked and give him a good beating.
Unfortunately, this look was exactly the same as when he was furious in bed, and it didn't have any deterrent effect. It only made Wen Xing more excited.
For the first time in his two lives, Wen Xing had a clear understanding of his own lust.
No, no, if I continue like this, I'm going to fall into this kid's trap.
Wen Xing quickly moved and said, "Let me go."
However, the more he struggled, the more a certain part of his body felt as he rubbed it.
Wen Xing: ...
"Ning Wujie, you beast."
Ning Wujie's ears felt hot after being scolded. His eyes wandered guiltily for a moment, and he quickly let go of the person.
In fact, Wen Xing had already felt his mouth dry from Ning Wujie's gaze, but when he thought about how hot it was and that he had to stay close to the stove, he no longer had any thoughts.
He was about to pick up Bingjian when he heard a "A-choo!"
Xinghe sneezed.
Xinghe rubbed the tip of his itchy nose until it turned red. Finally, he let go of Bingjian and said in a muffled voice, "Master, I don't think this way of cooling off is a good way to escape the heat. How about we go to the mountains to escape the heat? I know there's a house in the mountains built next to a spring. It's called a cool house. It's super cool!"
Wen Xing became interested and asked, "Where is it?"
Ning Wujie was alert, "Your Majesty, it's not safe outside the palace."
The Queen Mother is still watching with eager eyes, and no one knows what her next move will be.
But if it were him, he would definitely try every possible way to depose the emperor, even...
Thinking of this, his eyes became even more gloomy.
Wen Xing turned his head and looked at Ning Wujie with resentment, "I want to escape the summer heat."
He couldn't stay in this shabby palace without air conditioning for even a day.
Seeing that Ning Wujie was unmoved, he covered his chest again and spoke in a long tone: "I am going to faint from the heat - my heart hurts so much -"
Ning Wujie: ...
He really had no way to deal with this tyrant.
His heart softened, and he could only say helplessly: "Your Majesty is so afraid of the heat, then go to the West Mountain Palace to escape the summer heat. There are cool rooms there."
Wen Xing's eyes lit up, and he was about to jump for joy when Ning Wujie added, "But we need to make thorough preparations before we can set off. Your Majesty, please be patient for a few more days."
The tyrant's face fell.
He collapsed onto the couch, forming a large "L" shape, and said dejectedly, "Then go get ready. I'm going to sleep."
Being here would only hinder him from holding Bingjian.
Ning Wujie looked at the heartless and tyrant emperor lying on the bed, and his teeth began to itch again.
As soon as he stepped out of the bedroom door, he caught a glimpse of the person on the couch whooshing down and hanging on the ice mirror like a salted fish again.
Ning Wujie: ...
He paused and glanced back at Wen Xing. The tyrant king had noticed and hugged Bing Jian tighter in anger, "Ning Wujie, I don't want you to interfere."
"A-choo!" The tyrant emperor sniffed.
Ning Wujie shook his head helplessly and said, "I will ask the Ministry of Internal Affairs to reduce the ice quota in Funing Palace by half."
Wen Xing rubbed his itchy nose, stared at the resolutely departing figure, and raised his voice in disbelief: "Ning Wujie! How dare you withhold my ice?!"
The young man turned a deaf ear to him and only coldly ordered the attendants outside the palace: "Serve carefully. If His Majesty catches a cold from seeking coolness, you will all be punished with caning."
The old lady heard this and quickly stepped forward to dissuade the emperor, "Your Majesty, please be kind. If you were sick, Lord Ning wouldn't dare punish you, but we servants would be miserable."
Ning Wujie strode away, and behind him came the emperor's angry roar: "I will take back the six ministries and nine treasuries. Let's see how arrogant you can be!"
Without stopping or turning his head, he shouted, "It is up to your Majesty's judgment!"
After walking out of Funing Palace, a fierce look suddenly flashed in Ning Wujie's eyes.
You can't wait passively any longer, or your majesty will never have peace. A thief can be a thief for a thousand days, but you can't be on guard against thieves for a thousand days.
Since the Queen Mother is afraid of the Ningyuan Army and is unwilling to act rashly, then give her a big gift.
*
In the guest hall of Ningyuan Marquis Mansion, the doors and windows were closed, and the flickering candlelight reflected on several solemn and resolute faces.
Ning Zheng sat in the main seat, while Ning Buhuo stood beside him.
Ning Zheng slowly stood up, his eyes sweeping over the crowd as he clasped his fists and bowed deeply. "Those who can come here today are all trustworthy people. I, Ning Zheng, have a matter of grave importance that concerns the survival of my Ning family and may also implicate the lives of all of you. I must speak frankly with you, brothers."
The generals' expressions were startled, and they all stood up to return the greeting: "My Lord, you are too kind. If you have any instructions, please feel free to tell me."
Ning Zheng's voice was heavy with sorrow. "You have all heard about Wu Jie's story, so I won't elaborate further. My father and I once tried to rescue him, but the cunning and suspicious emperor ultimately failed, leaving Wu Jie trapped in the palace with no hope of escape!"
He slammed his fist on the table, causing the cups and glasses to tremble. "As a father, how can I bear to watch my child suffer such humiliation? I have made up my mind. This time, no matter what, I will save him from this suffering!"
Ning Buhuo stepped forward at the right time, his voice filled with suppressed indignation: "This operation is extremely dangerous. I dare not expect you to risk your lives to help me. I only ask that you show mercy when you are ordered to stop my Ning family from returning to the northwest. The entire Ning family will be forever grateful!" After he finished speaking, he bowed deeply again.
When the generals heard this, a look of disbelief and shock first flashed across their faces, and then turned into deep sympathy and indignation.
A general said, "Your Majesty, what are you talking about? Even though we serve in various camps in the capital, as long as we are from the Ningyuan Army, we will always be brothers! Your Majesty's actions not only humiliate Wujie, but also trample on the reputation of our Ningyuan Army! We cannot swallow this!"
"That's right!" another person continued, "The Ningyuan Army has been loyal and righteous for generations. Wujie should have been galloping on the battlefield, bringing honor to the family. How could he bear such a reputation of bringing disaster to the country and the people?"
For a time, the crowd was outraged.
Wu Jing also stood up, putting on a look of deep sorrow. "Wu Jie and I grew up together, and I know his temper best. If it weren't for protecting the entire Marquisate, there's no way I would willingly sacrifice myself to feed... to feed that tyrant!"
When he said this, he pinched his thigh hard in embarrassment to get rid of the goose bumps on his body. He continued, "But if the Marquis forcibly kidnaps Wu Jie this time, I'm afraid it will anger His Majesty. If the Ning family turns against His Majesty..."
Ning Buhuo said resolutely, "My father and I have already discussed this. At worst, we can retreat to the northwest and never obey the imperial edict again. For the sake of no disaster, even if I rebel against the heaven, what does it matter?"
As soon as these words were spoken, the hall fell silent for a moment, and everyone looked at each other in surprise.
However, after a brief silence, all the generals understood.
Who can stand this kind of humiliation?! Let’s rebel!
A general took the lead and said, "As long as the Marquis says so, we will go through fire and water without hesitation. If you don't abandon us, we will give up our official seals and return to the northwest with you. No questions asked!"
All the generals echoed, "Follow the Marquis!"
Han Jin was surprised and doubtful when he heard this. He reiterated, "My Lord, Young Master, is the Ning family really planning a rebellion? This matter is of great importance and must not be taken lightly."
Ning Buhuo and Ning Zheng exchanged a meaningful glance, and then a glint flashed in Ning Zheng's eyes. He said solemnly, "As a father, I have no choice. I can't watch Wujie be ruined. If you are afraid and withdraw now, I, Ning Zheng, will not blame you. I still remember you as a brother."
Upon hearing this, Han Jin immediately said seriously, "My Lord, you misunderstood! I am definitely not a coward! However, the palace is heavily guarded, and a strong attack may not succeed. If the main force of the imperial guards is alerted, then..."
Ning Buhuo waved his hand and said, "Your Majesty will soon be going to the Xishan Palace to escape the summer heat. Wujie will definitely be accompanying him, so this will be the best opportunity to kidnap him."
As he spoke, he waved his hand, and a group of generals came forward. Ning Buhuo lowered his voice and said, "When the emperor reaches Eagle's Beak Cliff, the mountain road is steep and dangerous. All we need is an elite cavalry to ambush in advance..."
*
The emperor's procession was huge, with flags covering the sky, and it was winding along the official road, slowly moving towards the Western Hills Mountain Resort.
The scorching sun gave the team a dazzling but hot golden edge.
Inside the Kowloon Palace, the ice cubes in the ice container had melted a lot.
Wen Xing collapsed on the couch like a dried-up salted fish, groaning dejectedly, "Ning Wujie, I'm so hot."
Going out in the scorching sun, the carriage is like a steamer.
Wen Xing was almost burned to a pulp by the heat.
He turned over irritably and said bitterly, "Why not just kill her directly? It's so troublesome to go through all this trouble."
After hearing these foolish remarks again, Ning Wujie was almost numb.
He frowned slightly and said in a deep voice, "The Queen Mother is the mother of the country. She has neither plotted treason nor violated the laws of the country. She is peacefully imprisoned in the Tangquan Palace. How can Your Majesty kill her without cause? Your Majesty, you must know that if you act in this way, not only will the entire court be in turmoil, but the Wang family's faction will also have a reason to rebel, and then chaos will reign."
Wen Xing lazily lifted her eyelids and glanced at him, then said in a long, resentful tone, "But I'm really hot~"
When he thought about how he, a useless fish, had to go out in the hot weather for Wang Fuwei, he wanted to cut that woman into pieces.
Ning Wujie was helpless. "Since Your Majesty feels the heat, why bother leaving? This is just a decoy. Even if Your Majesty doesn't show up, I can still pull this off."
Wen Xing turned over and lay on his back on the couch. "How can I hide this from the Imperial Guards if I don't leave the palace?"
Ning Wujie frowned, "But it's too dangerous. Your Majesty, think about it. If you were the Queen Mother and learned that the Ning family was trying to hijack the emperor's procession, what else would you do besides accusing them of treason?"
Wen Xing's eyes suddenly turned cold as he looked at the top of the sedan chair. "She will take the opportunity to strangle the Ning family and kill the emperor in the chaos. Then she will pin the crime of regicide on the Ning family and deny the Ningyuan Army any reason to revolt. Killing three birds with one stone."
Ning Wujie looked at him gravely, "Since you already know everything, why do you still want to risk your life?"
He also tried to persuade Wen Xing before leaving the palace, but Wen Xing insisted on having his own way. After the ceremonial guards were ready, he got into the car by himself, without giving him any chance to stop him.
He originally wanted to abandon the plan and withdraw the ceremonial procession, but he was afraid of alerting the enemy. If he wanted to set up the trap again, it would probably not be so easy.
Wen Xingsang's expression suddenly grew serious, a fierce glint flashing across his eyes. "If she's acting, she has to do it completely. This time, she has such a good opportunity, how could she let it go so easily? She must have arranged many spies to monitor my every move."
"Only if I risk my own life will she believe this isn't a trap. So this time, there must be no mistakes."
His eyes turned and looked straight at Ning Wujie, saying coldly: "This time, I want her to die without a burial place."
Wen Xing's glass-like eyes were now filled with undisguised murderous intent and ruthlessness, like a poisonous mandala, releasing a thrilling and dangerous beauty in its laziness and decadence, making it impossible to look away.
Ning Wujie's breathing stopped at that look, and he felt as if he had been electrocuted, and his lower abdomen suddenly felt hot.
He hastily looked away, took a deep breath to suppress the heat, and his Adam's apple rolled: "I understand."
Wen Xing keenly noticed that Ning Wujie's ears suddenly turned red, and he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.
Ever since this kid's worldview was repeatedly refreshed by him, he would blush at the slightest provocation. He didn't have to do anything to see the other person's ears and neck turn red from time to time.
His eyes rolled, and he jokingly said, "Are you thinking about something inappropriate for children again? Huh?"
He let out another long "Oh" and teased with a wicked smile: "I thought Ning Qing was a bright and noble person, full of benevolence and morality, but it turns out that his mind is full of these..."
"Hmm..."
The rest of the words were blocked by the sudden pressure of warm lips.
"Shut up." Ning Wujie suppressed his extremely dark voice and pressed the tyrant king onto the couch. His ears were red and almost bleeding. "Don't say anymore..."
A dangerous light flashed in Wen Xing's half-lidded eyes.
Look, the chastity arch in your mind has been smashed by me.
A pair of fair and slender arms climbed up Ning Wujie's neck and pressed him down with a little force.
Their lips were intertwined, their love was deep and deep, and silver threads slipped down from the gap between their intertwined lips.
Occasionally, a few suppressed, tiny and trembling gasps could be heard, quietly blending into the noisy chirping of cicadas outside the car and the sound of the wheels of the marching ceremonial guard.
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The author has something to say: The tyrant: (Proud) I have corrupted someone~~~
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