The reborn sycophant

Zhao Ji pulled her, making her bow her head.At such a close distance, Wei Chuyan felt that she could count Zhao Ji's eyelashes one by one, and she really did, but her heart was very disturbed, and she gave up after counting to ten.

Just hitting the window lattice, the window opened a crack, and the cold winter wind poured in and fell between the two of them, blowing away the floating dryness.Wei Chuyan collected himself, and said with difficulty: "You're drunk."

"I'm not drunk!"

"You don't know what you're talking about."

"How could I not know?"

"You're still young. You're still, you haven't grown up yet."

During the intermittent debate, Wei Chuyan finally said something that touched Zhao Ji's mind. Zhao Ji let go of Wei Chuyan's collar, looked down at his feet again, and then lowered his voice: "But what do you want? We're married, you're talking about marriage, you don't even want to wait for me to grow up."

She spoke in a low voice and looked very calm, but she was too quiet, so she didn't look like Zhao Ji at all.Wei Chuyan vaguely realized that something was wrong, she called out "Your Highness", but there was no response, she reached out to touch Zhao Ji's face, and her hand was wet.

she is crying!

Unlike the unbridled crying of hiccups when she was a child, she is crying now, but there is no sound at all, and it is silent, but it is thousands of times sadder than that kind of loud crying.

Wei Chuyan looked down at her hands, her white jade-like fingers were curled up, and those tears dripped from the fingertips and crevices of her fingers. heart.

It was hard to say what was salty in my heart.

"Don't cry anymore, Your Highness, you are an adult. Don't cry easily." Taking out the handkerchief and wiping Zhao Ji's tears, Wei Chuyan felt that his eyes were also very dry, as if tears were about to flow, but what? nor.

"You obviously still treat me like a child."

"I do not have."

"You have it!" Zhao Ji grabbed her hand and said in a crying voice: "Otherwise, why are you so busy discussing marriage? You only treat me like a child, and never thought of waiting for me to grow up... ...You clearly, that year, you clearly said you liked me..."

"That liking isn't this—"

"Look! You just treat me like a child. But I will grow up, I will grow up, you are only a little older than me, can't you wait for me?"

The north wind continued to blow, and the oil lamp was swayed by the blowing. The room was bright and dark for a while, and the expressions of the two people illuminated by it also became dim.There was wind, and the room was not really warm. Zhao Ji was dressed thinly and barefooted, and a burst of coolness hit her. Her words trembled, but she still stubbornly blocked Wei Chuyan, Refusing to take a step back.

It was Wei Chuyan who found her trembling, hesitated for a moment, and grabbed her hand. In an instant, Chuyan felt that what he touched was not a person, but a piece of ice: "You are crazy! Don't tell me if you are frozen like this!" Not to overstep or overstep, she walked over Zhao Ji's legs, picked her up and walked to the bed.

"You let me go, I don't want you to hug you and let me go!" Before things came to an end, Zhao Ji didn't want to move at all. It's futile, she cursed, and was thrown onto the bed by Wei Chuyan, and then covered by a quilt.

Wrapping her tightly, Wei Chuyan was still pressing a corner of the quilt, making it impossible for her to kick her: "If you have a fever tomorrow, you will know that it will be uncomfortable!"

"I feel very uncomfortable now, much worse than having a fever."

Huddled under the quilt, some hair fell out in a mess, Zhao Ji stared at Wei Chuyan vigorously, but she herself was still a little drunk, her eyes were soaked in wine and greasy, staring at people like this, in fact, there was no momentum at all. .

Even if he has the momentum, Wei Chuyan is not afraid. What kind of Zhao Ji has she never seen?

"wait for me."

Wei Chuyan remained silent, but pressed her quilt tighter.Zhao Ji repeated stubbornly: "Only two years, you wait for me, Wei Chuyan."

Wei Chuyan's eyes fell on the brocade quilt embroidered with lotus and white cranes, and he didn't dare to look at Zhao Ji.She was afraid that as soon as she saw Zhao Ji's eyes, she couldn't help but agree.

Zhao Ji waited for a long time, but he didn't see her reply, so he slumped into the quilt and said sullenly, "I'm cold, go ask someone to cook me a bowl of ginger soup."

She was wrapped in the quilt, as if she had given up, Wei Chuyan breathed a sigh of relief, and hurried to call for someone, but just after taking a few steps towards the door, she heard a slight sound behind her.The alarm bells were ringing in my heart, I looked back at the first banquet, and saw Zhao Ji got out of the quilt by herself, and was taking off her clothes, but in a few steps, she had already taken off her clothes in various ways, leaving only one An apron with a powder foundation covered with golden threads is thinly attached to the body.

"What are you doing!" Hurriedly closing his eyes, Wei Chuyan yelled with a suppressed voice, clenched his fists tightly, the veins on the back of his white hands were tense, slightly bulged, dazzling white, quiet green, difficult The beauty of lines.

"I think..." Different from the depression at the first banquet, Zhao Ji's voice sounded a little erratic, as if he was thinking about something, but he didn't realize it.

"You... put your clothes on first!" She was thinking about something Wei Chuyan didn't dare to go into it, she backed away in a panic, and accidentally bumped into a shelf where the clothes were hanging, the shelf fell down, and hit the table next to it. There was a clanging sound in the room, and a servant ran over outside the door and asked, "Master, what happened?"

Wei Chuyan took a deep breath, gathered himself together, and said: "It's nothing, it's just knocked down a shelf, I'll clean it up tomorrow! You don't have to guard it, go down."

The people outside the door responded and left. Wei Chuyan stood there in a daze, looking down at the pieces of broken porcelain and green clothes and jade buttons on the ground. He seemed calm and self-possessed, but in fact he didn't even dare to turn his head.

But she didn't look, the person she was avoiding was still there, and the voice of that person was still unavoidable.

"I think...if you can't wait for me, you can do it now. I...you can't mark me, but you can...me. They say that Lord Qianyang's estrus is also hard to endure, aren't you very Uncomfortable? That's why you have to be busy negotiating marriage, and that's why you don't want to wait for me?"

"Who taught you this!" With his back to Zhao Ji, Wei Chuyan took off the belt of his outer robe, took off his large winter robe, and walked sideways to the bed.Seeing her like this, Zhao Ji's eyes lit up, and then turned into timidity from the bottom of his heart.

She...she wasn't ready yet, and she vaguely understood that it was too early, she...she was a little scared.

Not a little bit, but very scared.

She tried her best to suppress that fear, and when Wei Chuyan stood beside the bed, she hooked her neck, trembling.Immediately, the wide blue robe covered her head and face, wrapped her again into a small roll, and also wore the soft robe with Wei Chuyan's body temperature, which seemed to have the faint fragrance of plum blossoms, she was at a loss Grabbing a corner of the robe, he stared blankly at Wei Chuyan.

Seeing her like this, her stomach full of anger and preaching turned into sighs, Wei Chuyan wrapped her up, made sure that she couldn't see anything, then picked up the quilt to cover her body, her voice was gentle like a stream of glances.

"You said that your ninth sister took you to see the erotic palace?"

Zhao Ji was immersed in her tenderness at the moment, and nodded obediently.

Yan Mei frowned, and Wei Chuyan sighed: "In the future, don't go to that kind of place again, and don't need to go to see those things. It's enough to have curiosity once... As for fifteen or fifteen, whether you are in heat or not." There is no big hindrance to me when I am in heat. Have you forgotten, I split up two years later than ordinary people, and the date of estrus has also been postponed, and I can’t mark people. Even if I don’t postpone it, I don’t feel uncomfortable , don’t think of strange things because of this.”

Zhao Ji nodded, looking at her with bright eyes.Wei Chuyan touched her head, thinking of Zhao Ji's abnormal "culprit" today, he felt slightly annoyed: "You are still too young now, how could your ninth sister take you to see that kind of thing, she... Do not associate with her like this."

Zhao Ji was also annoyed because Ninth Sister took a fancy to Wei Chuyan, and now that Wei Chuyan suddenly had an opinion on Ninth Sister, she raised the corners of her mouth, as happy as a cat stealing fish.Suddenly, she thought of another thing: "Then why are you in such a hurry to discuss marriage?"

"When the age is reached, the opinions of the elders in the family are not easy to defy."

"Then are you still married now? You can't even mark people, so don't be in such a hurry. Maybe when I grow up, you will be just right? At that time, you can...you can...mark I."

His cheeks were on fire, and Zhao Ji buried his head in the quilt.

Suddenly, Wei Chuyan felt complicated.

She... didn't mark anyone.In her past and present lives, she had never tasted marking people.

Zhao Ji is the emperor of Daqi, she was tied into the palace at the beginning, no matter how turbulent the tide was, she kept her duty as a courtier, she never marked Zhao Ji.Later, she communicated with Zhao Ji, but the emperor had too many things to consider, and she couldn't let herself be controlled by a courtier—even Wei Chuyan.Later, they kept skipping this topic. Fortunately, Wei Chuyan is a calm and reserved person, and although Zhao Ji loves to seduce her, he has always held the last bottom line.It's just going through the estrus period, Wei Chuyan can do it without marking.

She never marked Zhao Ji until she died.

In this life... Even if she and Zhao Ji are together again, Yuemo still has to consider such and other factors, but cannot complete the mark.

Wait, what is "even if we are together again"?

Surprised by the wavering of her thoughts, Wei Chuyan broke out in a cold sweat. She tucked the quilt up for Zhao Ji. Under Zhao Ji's expectant eyes, thinking of her amazing move just now, she really couldn't say no to it. Vaguely said: "You um, you are still young, let's talk about the future."

"Then will you wait for me? Will you wait for me?"

"I'm not getting married anymore."

Wei Chuyan can only say this, she cannot give other similar promises.