Ji Yue took Wei Lian back to his bedroom, placed him on the couch, and then sat by the bed to take off his shoes.

The room was filled with a faint ambergris, which lingered around the tip of the nose, which was very calm. The dragon bed was very large, and it was more than enough to accommodate five or six people. The Wei moved it inside without any trace, and pulled the quilt and wrapped it around him.

When Ji Yue turned around, he saw a large distance between him and the young man: "..."

Very good. The other party is very conscious.

For the King of Qin, who has a strong sense of territory, he really doesn't like to get too close to people. Last night, the young man fell ill and there was nothing he could do if he subconsciously looked for a source of heat to snuggle him. Today, Wei Lian was awake and naturally knew how to divide the Chu River and Han Realm.

...But it's still a bit subtle displeasure.

Ji Yue didn't know where his displeasure came from. Perhaps he was the only one who disliked others and did not allow others to avoid him.

Ji Yue pulled down the curtain and looked down at Wei Lian: "Why did you sweep the quilt away? "

Wei Lian was stunned for a moment, slowly released the bedding, and reluctantly threw it to him a corner.

Ji Yue took away all the quilts without hesitation.

He is the King of Qin and there is no reason to share with others.

Last night I didn't care about the patient.

Wei Lian knelt obediently: "Your Majesty, can you distinguish me from me?"

Ji Yue felt inexplicable in his heart, and deliberately made things difficult: "No."

Wei Lian thought for a while: "Can you add a bedding?"

Ji Yue emphasized: "No - can."

Wei Lian: "?"

This is not the King of Qin. Who is this childish ghost who is not sure what kind of humiliation is?

Ji Yue glanced at him, covered himself with a quilt, turned his back to him, and didn't intend to care about him anymore.

Wei shivered in his thin middle robes and shivered in the night.

...No. There was a burning ground dragon in the house, which was very warm. But it was a cold night in the deep winter, and if you didn’t cover yourself with a quilt, you would definitely catch a cold again after sleeping for a night.

Wei Lian thought for a moment, and without saying a word, he rushed forward to rob the Qin King of Quilt.

The moment Wei Lian rushed over, Ji Yue realized that how could he, a person as cautious as him, easily leave his back to the other party without any defense? Always beware of it has become a habit, and he almost immediately strangled Wei Lian's throat with his backhand.

Wei Lian's voice was faster: "If Your Majesty doesn't give it, I will forgive you and snatch it myself."

Ji Yue paused, and Wei Lian took the opportunity to snatch half of the quilt.

Ji Yue's phoenix eyes slightly concealed: "Wei Lian, do you want to die?"

No one dared to be so presumptuous in front of him.

Wei Lian held the quilt and said earnestly: "I have not recovered from the cold last night. If I suffer from the cold again tonight, I am afraid that the illness will be over for Your Majesty. I will be responsible for my death. Even for Your Majesty to be fully prepared, I have to take good care of my body."

He raised his eyes and said sincerely: "I am thinking about you."

Ji Yue: "…"

I believe in your evil.

Ji Yue: "Let go."

Wei Lian: "Your Majesty..."

Ji Yue: "I don't listen."

Wei Lian refused to let go, Ji Yue was patient and snatched it himself.

One held the bedding tightly, and the other insisted on snatching the bedding back. Two young men in the twentieth crown were like children, tangled together and fought for each other, and no one allowed them to do so.

Ji Yue was soon laughed by this bold Wei Lianqi.

——In fact, Ji Yueruo was really angry and asked the man to drag the guard out and kill him.

The King of Qin has never been really angry.

Wei Lian has a good grasp of the bottom line, and he has always known how to protect himself.

_

In the end, Wei Lian, a "weak man with no power to tie a chicken", was slightly inferior, and Ji Yue snatched the quilt from his arms, ending the battle for bedding.

Ji Yue didn't stop him. He didn't expect Wei Lian to suddenly let go and was still exerting force. Wei Lian was also pulled over by him as he was inertia.

Roll into his arms with the quilt.

Both of them were beaten up.

Wei Lian put on Ji Yue's shoulder and was about to get up, when a female voice suddenly came from outside the tent: "Go to your Majesty."

Wei Lian stopped moving, calmed down and quietly nestled in Ji Yue's arms.

Ji Yue said coldly: "Who are you? How dare you enter the bedroom without a summon?"

The woman hurriedly said, "Your Majesty, the lower official is the female official Tongshi."

The female official of Tongshi is responsible for recording the emperor's clouds and rains.

Their duty is to remember the birth dates, preferences, and trust periods of all concubines. When the emperor summons the concubines to record them in red pens outside the tent, including whether to give medicine or allow children to be conceived afterwards, to ensure that the bloodline of the dragon descendants is pure.

In this way, if a concubine is pregnant, just check the month according to the Tongshi history, you will know whether it is right or not.

The former king was lustful, and there were countless concubines in the harem. He often could control several daughters at night. Ten female officials of Tongshi were too busy. There was even a female official who was remembering outside the tent and was lucky to be pulled into bed by the former king...

In the generation of King Chang of Qin, he was pure and had few desires, and there was not a single female official in the harem. The female official in Tongshi was collectively unemployed.

It's really a drought that can be killed by drought, and a drought that can be killed by drought.

I finally had one, but I was still a man.

The man is not pregnant, and the female official Tongshi doesn’t know what she is here for. Anyway, according to the convention, I have to come here.

She was also confused.

_

Wei clasped his fingers and grabbed Ji Yue's shoulders, as if he was ashamed to see others.

The female official Tongshi could only see two blurred figures overlapping in the tent outside. The young man should be lying in His Majesty's arms, perhaps he is favoring...

The female official Tongshi was also embarrassed when she was disturbed by her halfway through the process.

Seeing that someone was still standing outside, Wei Lian sobbed: "Your Majesty..."

This sound was soft and charming. Not to mention the King of Qin, even the female official Tongshi who was separated by a curtain was so soft that she heard it.

Wei Shijun is really a beauty. She thought.

Ji Yue rebuked: "Things without eyesight, why don't you get out of here!"

The female official Tongshi said with a tough bullet: "This is the duty of the lower officials..."

Wei Lian's voice became even lower, with a hint of trembling: "You go out first..."

I don't know if it was to her or to His Majesty.

The female official Tongshi thought about it. When it comes to her, there is no need for Wei Shijun to use the respectful title "you".

If it is for Your Majesty...

Go out? Where to go?

The female official Tongshi was shocked and dared not think about it carefully.

Ji Yue didn't expect Wei Lian to improvise, but he also cooperated.

"The responsibility of the female official Tongshi is to ensure that the bloodline of the royal heir is pure. If you can make Wei Lang possess the dragon heir, you will continue to stay and perform your duties." Ji Yue said indifferently.

Female official Tongshi: "..."

The female official Tongshi was worried: "The official surrendered." Then she immediately escaped.

When she was about to go out, she vaguely heard the young man's depressed low gasps again.

The female official Tongshi's face did not change, but her pace was faster.

_

Inside the account.

Ji Yue had no expression on his face: "Okay."

Wei Lian immediately let him go, moved somewhere back, and said respectfully: "I'm rude."

Ji Yue sneered: "You still know how to be rude? I don't have etiquette in my eyes when I look at you."

Wei Lian knelt down and let him laugh at him, looking like he was obeying his own actions.

"I thought that if I acted hard, I would be able to pursue my great rebelliousness just now?" Ji Yue was still scolding, "You can't help but think...what are you doing?"

Wei Lian got out of bed barefoot: "I have no bedding, so I must have caught a cold at night. I can't pass the disease to Your Majesty, so I'd better go to the soft couch to sleep."

A soft couch is not as good as a dragon bed, and it is bound to be sleepy. What’s more important is that it is placed in the outdoor room. There is no charcoal fire at night, and it is very cold.

Ji Yue's tone sank: "Come back!"

"Just in this room, you are not allowed to go anywhere."

Wei Lian stopped, turned around and said aggrievedly: "But... it's too hard to sleep on the ground."

Ji Yue: "…"

Ji Yue was cold: "Sleeping in the bed."

Wei Lian was worried: "It's a disease--"

Ji Yue smashed the quilt over and said, "I'll share with you!"

Wei Lian took the quilt full of his heart. Listening to the awkwardness hidden in the fury of the King of Qin, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

The author has something to say: Ji Yue, the shame of the tyrant world, was restrained by the black-bellied beauty and was suppressed by the young master.
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