Chapter 486 Epilogue (2)
On the 25th day of the twelfth lunar month, wind and snow arrived.
Palace walls and towers, the vastness of heaven and earth.
The palace gates were locked, and the emperor stood on the highest pavilion, facing the wind, gazing at a certain spot on the outskirts of the city. His black cloak billowed, as if he were about to ride the wind away.
Below the building, the head maidservant, holding a bowl of hot soup, was extremely anxious. Finally, she couldn't help but mock someone hiding in a corner: "What are the secret guards for? Are they only there to protect their master when he's in danger?"
strangeness.
What use are those secret guards then?
"A qualified bodyguard not only protects the safety of his master, but also his joys and sorrows."
"If the master forgets the time, you must remind him; if the master is unhappy, you must cheer him up. Besides being skilled in martial arts, you must also be proficient in music, chess, calligraphy, painting, singing, dancing, storytelling, juggling, and all kinds of martial arts."
What?
Why do bodyguards have to do so much work?
"This is Changqing's business," a muffled voice reminded from a dark corner.
"How many skills Changqing can learn is a matter for all of you. If each of you learns seven or eight skills, it won't be necessary for His Majesty to stand on the rooftop for an hour!"
"In this freezing weather, isn't it your responsibility to injure the dragon's body?"
"You're really good at shirking responsibility. This is also your responsibility. When Her Majesty passed away, she entrusted you with the care of His Majesty's health."
The old woman sneered, "Yes, when Her Majesty returns, I'll mention it to her. These personal guards are incompetent; they actually think His Majesty's health only needs one person to take care of him..."
"Granny, I was wrong. I'll go up and remind His Majesty right away."
A gust of wind blew by, and the sound of fabric rubbing against the pillars of the pavilion echoed.
On the building, the guard stopped beside Changqing, who was crouching on the steps, and whispered a warning:
"Your Majesty, there are people watching over here. Please go back to the palace and warm up first..."
No response was received.
Changqing glanced at him dejectedly.
He has said this countless times.
His Majesty wouldn't listen at all.
The guard said weakly, "I just learned a move called 'breaking a boulder on one's chest,' would Your Majesty like to see it?"
Just as he finished speaking, he heard hurried footsteps.
Changqing stood up straight with a "joking" expression and ran to the stairs.
Hey? Breaking a boulder on your chest works?
Then he'll learn it too!
Learn to break small pebbles; you can't handle breaking big ones.
"Return to the palace!"
Ji Ruyan looked radiant and descended the stairs in a few steps.
They hurried along in the carriage and arrived at Funing Palace.
"Prepare hot water in the bathhouse, prepare food, and heat the water in the underground boiler even more..."
Half an hour later, the sound of metal being struck came from under the dragon bed in the palace.
Emperor: "Little white rabbit, big bad wolf."
"A bastard is a cockroach."
The password is correct; the secret door opens.
Lu Qingqing was lifted up in one go.
"worn out……"
She lay limp in the ambergris-scented embrace, not wanting to move at all.
My face started being pecked all over again, then I was stripped naked and stuffed into a warm bed.
His warm body pressed against hers, trapping her icy feet between his legs, and he tucked his hands into his chest.
"You've worked hard, my wife."
Lu Qingqing sighed contentedly and hugged the large stove tightly.
Great, very good, my abs are back.
The Emperor is very obedient and has trained well.
She loved it!
Tonight, let's not talk about medicine or national affairs.
We're only discussing social interactions; you give me a precious sword, I return dogwood.
On the bedside table, a pot of soaked sheep-themed hats was gradually disappearing.
The sturdy gauze curtain was suddenly torn down, and the pearl and beaded curtain bounced and tinkled.
Music filled the hall.
When they parted last time, Lu Qingqing said, "Next time I use all 108 martial arts skills, don't hold me back."
To this end, the emperor gathered 180 different martial arts techniques to fight back.
Who would have thought that she would be defeated in just a few rounds?
He was so: tenacious.
In the end, she used orders to stop him, making him obediently give up resistance and let her swagger around and do whatever she wanted.
The next day, the overly diligent and conscientious emperor announced a one-day suspension of court sessions.
The entire court was delighted.
Finally, I don't have to stand so much my legs are shaking anymore, I can go home and sleep!
When the Empress returned to the palace, the four head maids rushed to report her misdeeds:
His Majesty was so angry with that old censor that he didn't eat properly for several days.
Your Majesty, on which day did you stay up all night?
His Majesty stood in the cold wind for more than an hour.
Your Majesty is not drinking your soup properly.
When the old woman was complaining, she deliberately looked up at the roof beam, which frightened the guards.
Fortunately, the old woman didn't say that the secret guards were useless.
Then the Empress began to lecture the Emperor.
The emperor knelt on the dragon bed, begging for punishment. As he pleaded, he presented the treasures he had collected.
Top-grade warm jade, fruits and melons from the South, and a meticulously crafted golden cloak for protection against arrows.
"Please forgive me, Your Majesty..."
"Forgive me, tell me the truth, is your headache coming on again?"
"I had a headache twice, but I took medicine and rested immediately, and I felt better the next day."
"Okay, lie down."
Lu Qingqing gave him acupuncture.
The man had handsome features, his hand around her waist, tender and affectionate. Gradually, her eyes closed, and she fell asleep.
Body and mind relaxed, as peaceful as cotton.
Lu Qingqing knew that he was all alone here and felt rather lonely.
What can I do when I can't sleep if I'm not dealing with government affairs?
Why--
He sighed.
Fortunately, she managed to get Mo Lang back!
Mo Lang was different from others; he dared to speak his mind and inform her.
Moreover, when Mo Lang returned, Qing Yao also returned, so Ji Ruyan was no longer alone in the palace!
She recalled the dazed look on Mo Lang's face when she told him to come back and become the commander of the Imperial Guards.
"You don't want your subordinates anymore?"
“Ang, go back to the Emperor’s side and guard him for me.”
Mo Lang didn't even struggle anymore.
He simply accepted his fate and asked, "Then who will I listen to from now on?"
"I will listen to the Emperor on matters of state, but I will listen to you on matters of private."
I usually listen to him, but when I speak, I listen to myself.
We've got a conflict, listen to me!
Molang Khan: It feels like a hidden spy.
"...Understood!"
Lu Qingqing jumped up and started making people busy again.
Build a gym, a card room, and a Cuju (ancient Chinese football) field...
In short, you can't always use your brain!
At this time, the princess resided in Zhaohua Palace.
Qingyao's eyes have almost fully recovered, but she is still a little afraid of the sun.
However, only Lu Qingqing knew the true extent of her injuries. Mo Lang still thought that her vision was blurry and that she needed someone by her side at all times!
The two entered the palace early in the morning after the palace gates opened.
Lu Qingqing arrived at Zhaohua Palace just in time to hear Qingyao scolding her with her hands on her hips:
"He has a mouth but doesn't know what to do with it. Qiaoxiu is right. A man who can't even coax people will be so boring in the future. Life is so long..."
Mo Lang kept his head down, his face flushed red.
Lu Qingqing peeked from behind the wall, and Mo Lang immediately noticed and looked over for help.
Lu Qingqing walked into the courtyard: "That's right, Mo Lang, what's the point of your mouth? Is it only for kissing?"
Kiss...kiss?
Qingyao's eyes widened.
Mo Lang was so frightened that his eyes darted around like lightning.
He moved his toes as if he wanted to run!
Qingyao licked her lips, "Well..."
I'm running!
Mo Lang jumped.
It felt like I was walking on wheels of fire.
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