The reborn sycophant

Along with the soft body in his arms, there was also the familiar fragrance of peach blossoms. Wei Chuyan's mind sank after a few sips, and the hand holding Zhao Ji tightened even more, strangling Zhao Ji a little. pain.

She struggled in Wei Chuyan's arms.Rubbing her face against Wei Chuyan's soft chest, her little face turned red in an instant. Although she was still a little out of breath, she was embarrassed to move any more.

Wei Chuyan was also startled, her body froze instantly, she hugged Zhao Ji, pushed it away or not, a blush gradually appeared on her face.

After a while, she came to her senses and let go of her hands quickly. Then Zhao Ji retreated to the outside, but he didn't retreat completely.

Wei Chuyan leaned on the carriage, took out a silk handkerchief with difficulty, and wiped away the remaining tears on her face. Although Zhao Ji felt that Wei Chuyan was a little embarrassed to see her cry, but she was used to being served by others. Yan's movements were very gentle, so Zhao Ji just dodged for a while, then obediently raised his face to let her wipe it, and put his hands on Chu Yan's shoulders naturally.

Seeing that every time she approached Wei Chuyan's movements, she would become stiff, she simply spread her legs apart, sat on Chu Yan's lap, and raised her head slightly to look at her.

Sure enough, as she approached, Wei Chuyan's body froze completely, and he even forgot to continue wiping her tears.Zhao Ji nested in Wei Chuyan's arms, pinching Wei Chuyan's shaved shoulders with one hand, and wrapping around her back with the other hand to grab her hair, feeling suddenly a little triumphant in her prank.

Who told this person to always try to hide from her, now that she was so close to Wei Chuyan, she wanted to see where Wei Chuyan was going to hide.

At such a close distance, the very sweet fragrance to Zhao Ji came faintly again. She leaned forward and sniffed Wei Chuyan's neck.

Immediately, a puzzled expression appeared on his face.

She was sure that there was such a fragrance on Wei Chuyan's body, but she could smell it for a while, and then couldn't smell it for a while. She wanted to figure out what it was, and she thought she should know what it was, but she just couldn't think of it.

He was overwhelmed by Zhao Ji's sudden approach, his mind was in a mess, and his body was only dominated by instinct.Wei Chuyan held Zhao Ji's back stiffly with his hands, lest she be thrown out by the bumpy carriage. When Zhao Ji suddenly approached her neck, he tightened his hands nervously, hugging Zhao Ji tightly in his arms. in his arms.

She shouldn't be like this, she should stay away from Zhao Ji, a voice in her heart said to her calmly.She agreed, and she also knew that she shouldn't do this, but her fingers didn't work. She found that when Zhao Ji was nestled in her arms, she didn't want to let go of Zhao Ji at all.

The scent of peach blossoms came again, she groaned and covered her head impatiently.

"what happened to you?"

Zhao Ji was taken aback by the sudden pain on her face, and hurriedly reached out to touch her head, her soft little hand pressed her temple, greatly relieving her pain, Wei Chuyan was startled, and lowered his head , looking at Zhao Ji with unrecognizable eyes, it seems that a night sky gathered in his eyes, mysterious and deep.

In Wei Chuyan's eyes, there were many things she couldn't understand.Zhao Ji ran into the dark night sky and looked around in a daze.

Sometimes, she really wondered if Wei Chuyan was only two years older than her. Why was Wei Chuyan, who was only a little older than her, so much stronger than her?Wei Chuyan knew so many things that she couldn't understand, and Wei Chuyan would also say so many words that only happened to appear in the mouth of the concubine mother.

She had heard the story of Gan Luo, and thought that maybe Wei Chuyan was just like Gan Luo, but Gan Luo became a prime minister at the age of 12. From this point of view, although Chuyan is very powerful, it is probably not better than the predecessors .

Moreover, Wei Chuyan is not the same as a loyal minister like Gan Luo. She always wants her to fight for the emperor. She can tell that Wei Chuyan is for her own good, so she doesn't care about Wei Chuyan. Otherwise, changing someone is just instigating The crime of killing each other, His Highness, is enough to lead to death.

But she was a little puzzled. Wei Chuyan said this, as if thinking of her. It can be seen that Wei Chuyan shouldn't hate her, otherwise why would he explain to her and teach her so many things, but from the beginning, Wei Chuyan, Then he resisted to her side, this is an indisputable fact.

"Wei Chuyan, is it difficult for smart people to understand?"

The other hand also moved up, Zhao Ji pressed the temples on both sides of Wei Chuyan, she thought she didn't use much strength, but the strength of the peerless Kunyin Lord was beyond her control as a child, so Wei Chuyan Yan was in pain from being pressed by her. Although it hurt, she felt refreshed inexplicably, and the drowsy feeling just now was dispelled.Wei Chuyan hugged her back again, wondering why she asked such a question.

"Master, why do you think so?"

Zhao Ji glanced at her angrily, thinking that of course it is because of you, you are so difficult to understand, His Highness will be confused by you.

Why would anyone want to stay away from her and teach her with all his heart?

"You! Forget it, I won't ask, why are you so annoying?"

I don't understand why Zhao Ji came to such a conclusion suddenly, remembering that Zhao Ji had said the same thing before, and pinched her chin green, Wei Chuyan smiled helplessly, thinking that it was not what this little bastard wanted up.

She is now gradually realizing that although Zhao Ji hated her from the very beginning, with Zhao Ji's temperament, if she really hated her, why would she pay more attention to others?She was also deceived by Zhao Ji in her previous life. The emperor was so indifferent and majestic when he was in court, always sitting high on the throne, watching the world, but when he came to the bedroom, she was entangled tightly.

If he really has the potential to be an emperor, he is so young, so he can pretend so well.

There is actually a kind of doting in her smile, she doesn't know it, but Zhao Ji is able to grasp this emotion very well. She has seen similar emotions in Wei Chuyan's eyes, and now seeing it again, she Just like last time, like a cat that has been tamed, it suddenly became angry.

"master."

After hugging like this for a while, I found myself more and more reluctant to let go, and saw Zhao Ji sitting unaware, as if he didn't realize that he was sitting on her lap, so confident, Wei Chuyan rubbed the center of his brows, forcing himself to stop In this state that is particularly easy for her to indulge in.

This soft call had Wei Chuyan's unique coldness in it, but it also had a different kind of tenderness. Zhao Jin hummed, and raised his ears to wait for her next words.

"The first banquet...it's too close to the master, it's out of style."

really!Nothing good comes out of this man's mouth!Zhao Ji's little face collapsed, she felt that she should get off Wei Chuyan quickly at this moment, and then give her a cold look to teach her that His Highness Da Qi is not easy to mess with!

Wei Chuyan hugged her, she didn't commit the crime of disrespect against Wei Chuyan, yet Wei Chuyan dared to despise her!

Although she had thought a lot in her heart, but when it was time to implement it, Zhao Ji found that she was a little greedy for Wei Chuyan's embrace.She is Your Majesty, and in my memory, only the concubine mother has ever hugged her, and that was only when she was four or five years old. When she grew up, although the concubine mother would visit her every day to urge her to do her homework and tell her some interesting things, But such intimate actions are rarely seen again.

Wei Chuyan's embrace is different from that of the concubine's mother. The concubine's embrace makes her feel safe, but Wei Chuyan makes her want to get closer. Is it because the fragrance is too sweet?She always wanted to go up and take a bite of Wei Chuyan, to see if Wei Chuyan was so sweet. Just now when she rubbed against the delicate and smooth skin of Wei Chuyan's neck, she almost licked it, but Wei Chuyan's sudden low Moan interrupted her.

Reluctant to leave, Zhao Ji rolled his eyes, looked around and said, "You smell so good, what kind of fragrance do you use?"

Zhao Ji is still close to Chu Yan, because her head is slightly shorter, her breath hits Chu Yan's chin, making her itchy, and a layer of light pink appears on her clear skin, just like just now. Zhao Ji wanted to go up and take a bite of the opened peach petals.

She has grown up so much, and she has only had such close thoughts of Wei Chuyan alone. It is strange, why would she think so?

"Aroma? The first banquet is useless."

Startled by Zhao Ji's words, Wei Chuyan lowered his head and sniffed his fingers, but still only smelled the peach blossom fragrance that belonged to Zhao Ji.

A lingering and charming aroma of peach blossoms.

"How come? I obviously smelled it. You have rosin on your body, and there is another fragrance."

Pulling up Wei Chuyan's skirt to the tip of her nose, Zhao Ji sniffed again, but this time she only smelled the scent of pine ink. She was taken aback, raised her head and looked at Wei Chuyan suspiciously.

Wei Chuyan laughed, and immediately thought of something, and searched for it on his body: "There is rosin, and the fragrance of ink. Chuyan sometimes practices calligraphy and helps the master to study ink, so naturally there will be this kind of rosin on his body. Fragrance. As for the others... there may be some too. Master let me out."

Zhao Ji had no choice but to get off her body.

Wei Chuyan lowered his head and took out the sachet embroidered with butterflies from the place where Zhao Ji just pressed it, and handed it to Zhao Ji: "Is it this kind of fragrance?"

Zhao Ji took a sniff, then covered his nose, showing disgust: "It's so bitter, it smells like medicine."

I laughed at the first banquet, I still don't like the smell of medicine so much, in fact, this medicine is not bitter, but in Zhao Ji's mind, as long as it is a medicine, it is bitter.Seeing that she was a little repulsed by her, Wei Chuyan took the sachet back.

"It's medicine, um... It's for calming the mind and invigorating Qi. Occasionally, the first banquet will be hung on the body. The master just smelled it, and it probably smells like this."

In fact, there is no medicine for calming the mind and invigorating qi. This is a pill that she improved based on the prescription in her memory the year before last to cover up her differentiated grade.At that time, she hadn't differentiated after a while, but she didn't expect that she would not be able to differentiate in the future. In order to be able to cope with the differentiation at any time, she took pains to make the medicine she needed to drink into pills, and hung it on her body all the time. It has been determined that it cannot be differentiated, but this has become a habit, so it is not left behind.

"It's not this smell, but the smell of the medicine is a bit familiar, don't take it, I'll smell it again."

Zhao Ji was a little curious.

Seeing her like this, Wei Chuyan handed her the sachet casually: "Master, take it and play with it, the first banquet is no longer needed."

This prescription is unique, and it has been improved after being made into a pill. Even if Zhao Ji took it to the imperial doctor, the imperial doctor would not be able to find out what it is for, and this pill will not only suppress Qianyang Lord's Other than rank, it has no effect on other people. If Zhao Ji wanted to see it, she gave it to Zhao Ji. Anyway, she would not be able to use it.

Zhao Ji took it, played with it for a while, and asked curiously: "The butterfly embroidery is very beautiful, it seems to be different from the usual embroidery method in the palace, is it Yunan's handicraft?"

Wei Chuyan nodded: "My mother embroidered it, it should be."

"Can you embroider?"

"Yes, but not as good as my mother's embroidery."

Zhao Ji stopped asking.

The author has something to say: hhhhhh I couldn't help laughing out loud when I wrote that the medicine was given out at the first banquet.

Today's Mi Liang is a thick, long and new rice grain. It can be said that it is very hardworking. Such an author must collect a wave.

I feel like I have regained my dignity as a sweet writer! ! !