After lunch, Xiao Qi waited for the palace servant to retreat before slowly squeezing his bed clothes under the quilt, staring at Wei Huai'en with no intention of getting out of bed.

In order to facilitate the care of Xiao Qi, Wei Huaien ordered the palace servants to place the table next to the bed, but Xiao Qi didn't want to work hard at this distance.

He even stretched his legs through the quilt and kicked Wei Huaien in the back of the waist, urging Wei Huaien to read books.

Wei Huaien saw that he was unwilling to move and was willing to indulge him in favor of being petty, so he threw a miscellaneous book and fed the meal to his mouth.

“I don’t like eating chicken.”

He suddenly turned his head and refused the chicken thread she had picked up.

"Don't you like to eat?"

This is really a strange thing. Although Wei Huaien didn't think about such trivial matters, when he was thinking about Huangen Temple before, wasn't his best choice for chicken noodle soup?

Ha, what's wrong today? I always remember the past.

“The chicken has a fishy smell, and I haven’t liked it since I was a child.”

There is no slave and no one deserves to have a preference, but today Wei Huai'en is not the master, and he doesn't want to be a slave. So he selfishly wants her to remember him more, at least he will also pick on his mouth when he thinks of him in the future.

"And eggplant, tofu, coriander..."

Xiao Qi talked around and Wei Huaien also put down his chopsticks.

"Are you kidding me or to be honest? There is nothing you like to eat on this table? Then how did you learn so many dishes..."

The answer to Wei Huaien was that Xiao Qi rolled up his sleeves and had several white marks of old wounds on his forearm.

"Do you really have to love to eat to cook well? Huai'en underestimates me too much. I've lost the heat, is it enough? Is there anything else I can't remember when I get a few strokes of bamboo sticks?"

“…I’ll let them do it again.”

Wei Huai'en's nose was sore. When she thought about it, she only knew that he would like to please her without any flaws. She kept saying that she loved him and loved him, but she even wanted to tell her such ordinary things when she was sick.

“No need.”

Xiao Qi hooked up and let Wei Huaien sit closer to him.

"It's enough to have that dish of white garlic. Wynn won't think I'm stained with the smell, right?"

When the master was not edible and heavy with meat, it was a guilty to be heard by his master. But when Xiao Qi was a child who could not be satisfied with his desire, a big meat dish was a delicacy he could only expect during festivals and festivals.

Some flavors and ingredients were seen and tasted after he entered the palace, and then he gradually realized that his stomach and intestines had not been well nourished. Only after he was overwhelmed with age did he finally settle down this tricky taste.

How could she know?

He is just an ordinary person, and he loves beauty and delicacies. In fact, he is the same as her.

Wei Huai'en deliberately sucked loudly on his thin lips.

"I don't mind it, I will feed you whatever I want."

Xiao Qi was cared for by the emperor with peace of mind. After eating, he slowly drank a bowl of hot milk. Seeing Wei Huaien straighten his back as if he was dealing with state affairs, he held the chopsticks with his stand and sipped in small sips. Even the sound of chewing the crisp bones was not as loud as his sip.

"If my family had not suffered any trouble, I might not be able to afford the princess' expenses. Maybe my father was afraid that our family would still have to benefit from the princess's fortunes, so he would not have married the royal family at all."

Once he is idle and bored, he will start to act evil. Wei Huai'en has long lost his temper and really cares about him.

"Yes, yes, I don't look down on people who even treat their own sons badly. Anyway, I only see that you have a handsome face, so I might as well just rush into the mansion to be a face-to-face. Wouldn't it be much happier than getting married?"

Xiao Qi leaned behind Wei Huaien and listened to her words, and his expression changed a few times. In the end, he really had nothing to say to refute her fallacies, so he could only put one sentence in his mind:

"Your Majesty, don't say anything."

"Hey? What are you going to do?"

Wei Huai'en saw that he was stubborn and had to wear boots and get out of bed. He stopped eating and acted as if he wanted to go with him.

“…Go to clean the room!”

In order to remove the garlic smell in his mouth, he drank two bowls of milk. Who is he in a hurry?

"...I'm still having a meal! Why are you so unprotective?"

Wei Huaien rolled his eyes at Xiao Qi's hurried back, not paying attention to his rushing steps that he forgot to hide.

"You have to ask!"

Xiao Qi's angry sound of shaking the door made Wei Huaien laugh so hard that he couldn't stand up. When he came back with a gloomy face, she was still covering her stomach and shaking constantly.

Wasn't it just when he finished eating the whole plate of meat and talking to her that she couldn't help but wrinkle her nose when she was sniffing at her face? He should do it to the end. He disliked himself for drinking too much milk and running to the room. It would be strange if she didn't laugh at him.

"Is it funny? Your Majesty has never heard of 'There are three urgent needs'?"

Xiao Qi deliberately did not completely wipe his washed hands, and reached out along her collar to touch her back, which made her shudder.

He could hear her laughter clearly in the clean room, but vulgar jokes were a kind of magic among lovers. They disliked each other while enjoying it.

"Okay, OK, this matter is over! Take your hand out hahaha..."

However, when the two thought the matter was over and when the palace servants took the table, Wei Huaien suddenly burped.

The palace servants were far away and didn't hear it, but Xiao Qi heard it very clearly.

"Come on, come here and I'll pat your back."

Wei Huaien, who covered her mouth and blushed, could only lie in his arms, burping one after another, and he patted her for a while before stopping her loss of composure.

"If you dare to laugh, I will..."

She was unhappy with retribution, so she laughed at Xiao Qi's urgency, and it was her turn to be sad.

"You are nothing? I'm... cough cough, I'm so sick. What else should I do to do to me? You can't bear it?"

In terms of acting skills, Xiao Qi has always been relaxed. When the weak willow coughs on the ground, he feels like Xi Zi holding his heart, not at all like the person who ran into the clean room alone just now.

But if you eat everything in one move, you can defeat Wei Huai'en, and she will only eat his trick.

"Yeah, yeah, I can't bear to bear it. I'm sleepy, let's sleep for a while."

Wei Huaien rubbed around Xiao Qi's neck and successfully opened his loose clothes again. Her slightly longer fingertips slashed back and forth along his collarbone, and listened to his heartbeat and slowly closed his eyes.

Xiao Qi slept for a long time, and was drowsy until dusk. When he woke up, Wei Huaien was no longer by his side.

The palace maid sent a message, and His Majesty returned to the imperial study room and came back later to accompany him for dinner, remember to drink medicine.

A bowl of medicinal soup was brought to Xiao Qi, and Xiao Qi signaled to put it aside first and pretended to go to the clean room.

Wei Huai'en did not instruct the palace servant to see Xiao Qi finish the medicine, worried that he would see something wrong, so the palace servant did not know that the bowl of medicine contained the emperor's will, so he obeyed the order and retreated.

There was a person guarding the door, and Xiao Qi would be persuaded to go back once he wanted to go out. But there was no one to guard the back window. After he observed for a few days, the walls of the backyard were high, so they didn't care about it.

Today he felt that he had enough energy, so he could try climbing over the wall and going out. The dusk was just right, and he hadn't seen the sunset for a long time.

Unfortunately, it is August 30th, and there is no moon illuminating his last road.

It's OK, it's time to leave. Otherwise, he won't have the courage to leave her if she comes back.

The grass in the backyard was long, and Xiao Qi fell down lightly without any sound. He helped him step onto the wall a few steps, and subconsciously turned his head to the direction where the Yu Study Room was, but in the corner of the sky, he saw the crescent moon that should not have appeared today.

At this time, there shouldn't be a moon.

What's the evening? Was he so ill, or did anyone lie to him for a long time?

Unless his Majesty has a hand covering the sky.

It’s a pity on the third night of the September 20th, the dew looks like a pearl and a moon is like a bow.

The crescent moon seemed to have her eyes that were still smiling for many days, as if she was mocking him for being blind and not knowing how to tell the truth. The falling tears smashed the dew that had not yet condensed on the grass leaves. He squatted on the wall, crying and laughing.

Didn’t she always want his life? He is willing to kill him now, but would rather do an unworthy scam than push him forward?

Huai'en, what's going on outside? Why do you hide it from me?

Xiao Qi thought for a moment and took advantage of the patrol of the palace road and hid in and out to Qingluan Palace.

Wei Huai'en is no longer regarded as a bedroom, but the palace ladies who stayed behind are all old acquaintances of Xiao Qi, and most of them don't know the entanglements of the previous dynasty. When they saw Xiao Qi coming, everyone was also very surprised and hurriedly went to find Mingfeng as Xiao Qi's instructions.

"Master? How could you come out of Ci'an Palace privately? Come back and take a good rest, don't let Your Majesty know and blame him."

As soon as Mingfeng entered the hall, he sent the palace servants back and eagerly wanted to step forward to help Xiao Qi.

"I know everything, stop acting."

Xiao Qi looked over, and Mingfeng knew that he could no longer hide it.

"Mingfeng, for the sake of your relationship between you and me, I will tell me what has King Duan done, and what has Your Majesty been busy with during this period?"

"I can't say, Master, please follow me to go back to Ci'an Palace. If you are sick, don't worry about these things. Please..."

Mingfeng knelt on the ground, trying to struggle.

"It doesn't matter if you don't say it, so don't call me Master again in the future.

If I bring the waist card, I will leave the palace and go to check it myself."

After hearing this, Mingfeng covered his waist and shook his head desperately. Xiao Qi didn't say nonsense and insisted on snatching him.

However, the efficacy of the medicine has not yet subsided, so Xiao Qi was not careful and was pushed to the ground by Mingfeng.

"Master! Are you okay?"

Mingfeng hurriedly came to help him, but Xiao Qi slapped him away.
To be continued...