Raising wolves

The moment Ning Juan's fingertips brushed his shoulders, Lu Qingze's eyelids twitched.

Once upon a time, the boy who was only a little taller than him is now half a head taller than him. His body is no longer the thinness that he had when he was a boy, but he has become leaner, with broad shoulders and a straight back, just standing on one side. A heavy sense of oppression struck, as if the air he was breathing was thinner by three points.

Lu Qing was a little dazed. Because of Ning Juan's approach, his shattered cognition was shattered by half.

Xiao Guoguo... has become an adult.

He watched Ning Juan grow into a handsome young man. After three years of absence, he turned into a mature and tall man.

Ning Juan was no longer the child he had remembered.

It was a bit strange and difficult for Lu Qing to accept this.

His long drooping eyelashes trembled, he held his breath and raised his eyes, and briefly glanced at Ning Juan again. Seeing that the dark and deep eyes had no emotion, he glanced away again, and his voice was deliberately lowered a few times. The score is completely different from the usual Qingrun and gentleness: "Thank you Xiongtai, but I prefer Xinghua."

Ning Juan should not have recognized him.

According to Ning Juan's previous temper, if he recognized him, how could he be so calm.

If he found out that he was feigning death to escape, Ning Juan would definitely hate him, he felt betrayed, and wished to strangle him to death.

Ning Juan nodded slowly, his eyes still covering him: "Your Excellency Gao's name?"

What is this kid trying to do?

Lu Qing was tense all over, he really didn't want to stay here any longer, he just wanted to go back to the inn immediately, told Qian Mingming to escape from the capital, backed away without a trace, his face pretended to be cold and vigilant: "I and this guy When you meet for the first time, you don't need to know your name."

Even if he thinks that he is somewhat familiar, His Majesty the Emperor who has been humiliated will not be entangled.

Hearing him say this, unexpectedly, Ning Juan didn't show an unhappy expression, and nodded: "It's me being abrupt, my surname is Ning, your surname?"

Lu Qing didn't want to give him room to play, and in a hurry, he grabbed Duan Lingguang's surname and used it: "My surname is Duan."

"Sir Duan."

Ning Juan nodded again, and listened carefully, as if he was gnashing his teeth, but he didn't look at it at all, as if it was just an illusion: "I met Master Duan at first sight, may I have the honor to invite you to have a cup of tea together?"

Lu Qingze: "...I'm afraid it's not right."

"What's wrong?" Ning Juan took a step in front of him, unable to hear the emotion in his voice, "I can change it."

Passing Ning Juan's shoulder line, Lu Qing saw Chang Shun and a few guards not far away, and couldn't help but scolded in his heart.

Your Majesty came alone to talk to a stranger, and he didn't come to stop it!

Aren't you afraid that His Majesty the Emperor will be assassinated?

Lu Qing was thinking about how to get out quickly, when a cold wind blew, he was choked immediately, and he couldn't help but start coughing.

Although spring has begun in the capital in March, it is still very cold. He wears a half-new green robe and wraps his thin and thin shoulders. When he coughs violently, it looks like a lamp hanging on the corner of the eaves, and it will be on and off in the wind. The carved lanterns are unstoppable.

Chang Shun, who was still poking his head over there, was stunned again.

Not only did this person look like Lord Lu on his back, but he even looked like a distressed cough when he coughed. He really looked like Lord Lu.

No wonder His Majesty couldn't help but talk to him.

Lu Qingze coughed and his eyes flashed for a while, but before he could regain his senses, Ning Juan quickly took off his wind-blocking cloak and put it over him, and said lightly, "Young Master Duan doesn't care about your body when you are out. It's windy outside, get on the carriage to take shelter from the wind."

Lu Qing really couldn't figure out what development this was, so he had to madly refuse: "No need, thank you."

As he spoke, he wanted to take off the cloak with the breath of tranquility on his body, but before he took it off, he heard a voice from above his head: "Either throw it away or put it on."

With the assertiveness and unquestionableness of His Majesty the Emperor.

Lu Qingze: "..."

He could change his face, but not his body shape. In addition, he couldn't stop coughing a few times. Perhaps it reminded Ning Wan of "Lu Qingze" who should have been turned into bones long ago in the tomb.

Changshun was very winking, and before Ning Juan could speak, he had already called someone to drive the carriage over, and said with a smile, "This young man, please get on the carriage and take shelter from the wind."

Lu Qing took a light breath: "Thank you for your kindness, but I still have something to do."

Let's talk, he took off the cloak and handed it to Chang Shun.

Chang Shun didn't expect him to be like this, he suddenly felt a hot potato in his hand, and his scalp numbly glanced at His Majesty the Emperor.

The last person who dared to humiliate your majesty like this was Lord Lu, right?

However, Ning Juan didn't seem to see Lu Qing's unavoidable appearance, instead he smiled slightly: "What's the matter, it's not just right, get on the carriage and give you a ride."

Lu Qing wanted to shirk and say that he wanted to go back to the inn, but he swallowed it before he could say it.

I don't know what happened to His Majesty the Emperor over the past few years. After being saved, he didn't turn around angrily and left.

The bad thing is, apparently Ning Juan has already developed a little interest in him.

He is now in a dilemma.

The more contact with Ning Juan, the more Ning Juan will notice, but the more he refuses, the stronger Ning Juan's interest in him will be.

And he must not go back to the inn now. He has been noticed by Ning Juan, and he can no longer let Qian Mingming enter Ning Juan's sight. After all, Qian Mingming is Duan Lingguang's person. If Ning Juan finds out, Duan Lingguang may be involved.

Three years ago, Duan Lingguang was brought into the palace by Jin Yiwei because of him, so he can no longer be implicated.

Lu Qing thought about it and gritted his teeth.

Rather than keep rejecting, it's better to follow Ning Juan's wishes and let Ning Juan realize that he and "Lu Qingze" are completely different people and lose interest.

Anyway, His Majesty the Emperor has a lot of time to deal with, and there are a lot of important things waiting for him to deal with, and it is impossible to stay outside for too long.

After hesitating for a while, Lu Qing and Ning Juan looked at each other and nodded slowly: "Then I will trouble Young Master Ning, just take me to the Tang family candied fruit shop in Beijing."

He turned around and walked into the spacious carriage, Ning Wean put his hands behind him, his eyes swept over every inch of his back, then closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

Changshun couldn't figure out whether Ning Juan really wanted to talk to this unremarkable person who looked a bit like Mr. Lu, or did he want to do something else, so he leaned over and asked in a low voice, "Your Majesty?"

Ning Juan ignored him, followed Lu Qingze, and got into the carriage.

After all, it is His Majesty the Emperor, and even if he leaves the palace in small clothes, the carriage he rides is very luxurious and spacious.

However, when Ning Juan also entered the carriage, the space suddenly narrowed, and the presence of His Majesty the Emperor became extremely clear, and it was difficult for people to ignore it.

Lu Qing was thinking about the type of people Ning Wan hated the most, and coughed lightly, pretending to be envious: "Mr. Ning's carriage is actually made of red sandalwood, it's really luxurious, I've come from a small place, and I've heard that the capital is rich and noble, it's considered a sight to behold. on."

Ning Juan looked up at him: "Do you like it?"

"…"

Lu Qing was stunned by his answer for a few seconds, and continued to make a fuss about the interior of the car, with a face full of yearning: "The Pearl of the South China Sea should be used as a carriage decoration, I think Brother Ning is young, and he wants to come from a wealthy family. tsk."

Ning Juan raised his wrist, poured a cup of tea gracefully, and pushed it to Lu Qingze: "Slightly thin."

…

Does the treasury of Daqi know what you say about it?

Lu Qing was really tired and his mouth was dry. He picked up the teacup and took a loud sip, and praised: "Good tea!"

Ning Juan was brought up by such royal etiquette, it's strange to be used to him.

Sure enough, Ning Wan frowned.

Then he said, "The tea is hot, drink it slowly."

The tea was really hot, but Lu Qing sucked more loudly: "It's okay, I can't sing anything, it's like white water."

As he spoke, he seemed very curious. He learned from the enthusiastic people he had seen to urge marriage, and asked in a row, "I don't know what Brother Ning's house does? Where do you live? How many times are you in the house? How many children and how many daughters? "

Ning Wan stared at Lu Qingze without blinking, as if he had never heard of his vulgar and noisy behavior.

In the enclosed carriage, the faint plum fragrance that was faintly lingering outside was much stronger.

It is different from the inferior substitutes he has burned in recent years.

The bottom of his eyes was red, the hands hidden in his sleeves were tight and loose, and his whole body, even his soul, was trembling imperceptibly.

Ning Juan couldn't hear what Lu Qingze was saying, his eyes were fixed on his red lips, and he couldn't tell the reason for the trembling.

Excitement, ecstasy.

Still, angry.

Hearing Lu Qingze's last sentence, Ning Juan replied lightly, "I didn't marry."

Repeated stubbornly again: "No."

Lu Qing smacked his tongue and said, "I think Brother Ning is not too young, but he hasn't married yet?"

Talking as if he had an idea, he leaned towards him, showing a shrewd look: "I have a little sister in my family who was born very beautiful, and I'm still waiting for the word boudoir. Brother Ning and I see each other like old friends, why don't we meet again? How about marrying Qin Jin and sending my little sister to your house to be a concubine?"

As if seeing people's wealth, he changed his face, trying to rush to betray his sister to marry a villain.

Ning Juan looked at him deeply: "Then are you married?"

Lu Qing didn't blink: "To tell the truth, I came to Beijing with my wife to visit relatives, and I was going to leave tonight. I didn't expect to be able to make friends with someone like Brother Ning before leaving, which is a great blessing. "

Ning Juan's brows suddenly became cloudy.

He sat by the carriage window, blocking the light, and his face was hidden in the shadows, but Lu Qing didn't see the gloomy look in his eyes: "Wife? I can't tell, Duan Gongzi is already married."

Lu Qing showed a displeased look: "Ning Gongzi's words are a bit hurtful, am I not easy to marry? My wife is eight months pregnant, and in a few days, the child will be born, I'm going. Tang's candied fruit shop is because she likes to eat."

Ning Juan twitched the corner of his mouth, hooked his fingers hanging on his side, and looked indifferent: "That's true, it's worth celebrating."

Before Lu Qing could sense the danger, there was another itch in his throat. He couldn't help covering his lips and coughed violently.

His chest was stuffy and trembling, and there was a stabbing pain in his throat, and his cough was even more severe than when he was outside.

His forehead seemed to be getting hot too.

Lu Qingze's thoughts were all scattered by coughing, thinking painfully, it shouldn't be.

Last night, he drank the medicine to prevent cold, and when he got up this morning, he also probed the temperature of his forehead, how come he still got it!

Seeing the red lips that had just turned bloody, Ning Juan's eyes suddenly stinged, and the boiling emotion in his chest suddenly stopped.

Lu Qingze's ears were buzzing, and most of his strength was relieved by a violent cough. He leaned against the wall of the carriage with little strength, his body was cold, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, and his eyes were black. His breathing was weak, and he had no energy to continue his performance for the time being.

Because of this sick look, that ordinary face showed a kind of thrilling magnificence, which made people unable to take their eyes off.

Ning Juan stared at him for a moment, before extending his hand.

The hand that reached out was stained with a strong plum fragrance.

Lu Qing didn't have the strength to avoid Ning Juan's hand, and thought about it, why did the little emperor use incense instead of the ambergris used by the royal family?

Fortunately, Ning Juan didn't do anything, just tried his forehead temperature.

Touching Lu Qingze's forehead, Ning Juan immediately opened the hidden compartment next to him, took out a white porcelain bottle, poured out a round medicine, pinched Lu Qingze's jaw, forced him to open his mouth, and stuffed the medicine into his mouth .

Lu Qing didn't have the strength to resist, but it wasn't because there was something wrong with his brain, he twisted his face away, and wanted to vomit out of conditioned reflex.

The soft and warm lips rubbed against the fingertips, a slight tingling feeling rubbed against his heart, Ning Wan suffocated, wishing to rub it hard, covering his mouth, his voice was low and hoarse, with a hint of coldness. : "Swallow it."

Lu Qing frowned, holding the bitter medicine, and looked at Ning Juan for a few seconds.

Those eyes were like obsidian sunk under the cold pool, soaked with coldness and no other emotions.

In the end, the snow-white Adam's apple rolled and swallowed the pill.

Ning Juan's fingertips rubbed against the ends of his eyes, which were red from coughing. After a moment's pause, he withdrew his hand and sat back: "Don't worry, it's a pill developed by a Chinese doctor in my house to relieve cough."

Lu Qingze's voice didn't need to be deliberately suppressed, and his cough was hoarse: "...Thank you, Brother Ning. Brother Ning still carries this medicine with him. He is indeed a big family."

Ning Juan said lightly: "In the past, my teacher was also often sick. He always took the medicine while he was in front of me, but he thought the medicine was bitter behind his back. Now, I will ask the Fuzhong physician to try to condense some decoctions into pills so that I can take them with me."

... that potted plant is dying, what is he doing?

Lu Qing thought angrily, and praised against his will: "Brother Ning really respects the teacher, and is very filial. Your teacher will be very moved when he knows it."

Ning Juan stared at him for a moment, then closed his eyes deeply, a little indifferent and tired: "Really, it's a pity that he hates me so much that he would rather die than stay by my side."

Ning Juan's tone was very flat, but Lu Qing's heart was stabbed coldly, and a few traces of inexplicable sourness appeared, and he was silent for a while.

Does Ning Juan feel that way?

He didn't actually hate Ning Wan.

When he came to the capital to meet Ning Juan this time, he was already very frightened. Lu Qing planned to leave the capital smoothly, and he would never come back. Seeing Ning Juan's depressed appearance, he couldn't bear it: "... Although I don't know what happened between you, your teacher shouldn't hate you that much."

"Really?" Ning Juan opened his eyes and stared at him.

The carriage staggered and came to the gate of the city.

The guard at the gate of the city was going to check their identities one by one, check the road guide, and when they saw the Chief Changshun next to His Majesty, their expressions froze, and they immediately guessed who was inside.

Changshun made a quiet gesture, and the group of people silently lowered their heads, gave way, and respectfully let the carriage enter the city.

The city gates cut off the cleanliness outside the city. Entering the city, there is a crowd of traffic and loud noises pouring in like a tidal wave.

Lu Qing didn't realize it: "That's natural, no teacher will really hold grudges against his students."

Ning Juan nodded slowly: "According to you, I hope so."

Lu Qing always felt that his tone was a little weird, but apart from the slight contact when he was giving him medicine, Ning Juan had no other abnormality.

He pursed his lips and looked outside.

The Tang family candied fruit shop has arrived.

In the past, when Lu Qingze felt bitter in his mouth, Chen Xiaodao often came to this shop to buy him candied fruit. The taste was excellent, and he was quite famous in Beijing. As a "come from a foreign country", he knew that this shop also Nothing fancy.

The medicine I just took seemed to have some effect. Although my brain was swollen with heat and my breathing was hot, I didn't cough anymore.

Lu Qing didn't plan to continue pulling with Ning Juan, and stood up and cupped his hands at will: "Thank you Brother Ning for taking me on a ride, I have to buy it and go back soon, if I go back late, I might have to be scolded by my wife. I will definitely send a letter to Brother Ning."

Ning Wan sat in the same place motionless: "Well."

Lu Qing heaved a sigh of relief, lifted his feet and walked out, but he was caught off guard and stumbled. He didn't know what he was hooked on, and his body fell uncontrollably, impartially, and fell into Ning Lian's arms.

Ning Juan remained motionless, only reaching out and clasping him when he fell down.

The body in his arms is very thin, a bit thin, and there is not much meat.

Lu Qing was already dizzy, and his head became even more dizzy when he fell.

The boy's chest is not as thin as it used to be, and it has become more solid and warm.

Lu Qing got up quickly as if electrocuted: "I'm sorry, I didn't pay attention for a while."

He got up too fast, and his eyes suddenly darkened again.

Ning Juan stared at him: "Young Master Duan looks like my teacher, and his body is not very good."

Lu Qing tightened his back and looked as usual: "It's cold in spring, I'm not used to the weather in the north. Goodbye."

Ning Juan nodded slightly: "Farewell."

For a few moments, Lu Qing also wondered if Ning Juan had discovered his identity through his unfamiliar face.

But until he got out of the carriage and stepped back on the ground, nothing stopped him.

If Ning Juan found him, he would never let him go so easily.

I am afraid that this carriage will go directly to the Fusi of Beizhen, or the Forbidden City.

Lu Qing rubbed his swollen temples, endured the discomfort, walked into the shop calmly, bought several kinds of candied fruit and wrapped them up, and when he turned back, the carriage had already left, and there was only Pedestrians coming and going.

Have you returned to the palace?

Lu Qing was stunned for a while, unable to tell what his heart felt, but he was somewhat relieved.

After buying the candied fruit, Lu Qing did not rush back to the inn immediately, but walked around the city again, walking through the streets and alleys, constantly throwing away the people behind him to avoid being followed.

In the past, Ning Juan sent people to Lu Mansion, partly for protection and partly for surveillance, so he was very familiar with that feeling.

When the sky was about to get dark, Lu Qing was sure that no one was following, so Lu Qing randomly found an old man who was about to drive the ox cart out of the city, gave him some money, sat behind the ox cart, and took out the candied fruit. out of the city.

Still going well.

The majestic city gate of Yanjing gradually revealed its full picture in sight, and moved away a little bit, while Lu Qing was stunned by the cold wind.

After leaving this time, he will not return to the capital.

When I met Ning Juan today, although I was wrong, it was not bad to be able to see the grown up and mature Ning Juan before the farewell, and to fill the vague outline in my heart.

What Ning Juan will grow into in the future has nothing to do with him at all.

Lu Qingze's heart was a little depressed and annoyed, and he put away the candied fruit bag in his arms.

The bullock cart walked quite steadily, without exacerbating the dull pain in Lu Qingze's head, and only came outside the inn when it was getting dark.

Lu Qing supported the edge and slowly stepped on the ground to stand firm, smiled and thanked the old man, walked into the inn, his forehead was still throbbing, his chest was stuffy, he was almost dizzy, and his thinking was stiff.

After walking around the city for a day, 80% of it was on fire.

His throat was thirsty, and his hands and feet were as heavy as lead. Every time he took a step, his body was shaking a little.

Dazedly, he leaned against the wall and walked upstairs, while Lu Qing walked into the room, lit the oil lamp, and poured a cup of tea into it.

After leaving for a day, the tea on the table was still warm, not irritating to the throat, and it was quite comfortable to swallow.

Lu Qing's eyelashes trembled in the dimness.

He clearly instructed the shopkeeper not to let Xiao Er enter his wing and not to move anything.

Lu Qing suddenly realized something, raised his eyes, opposite the table was a bronze mirror for dressing, covered with mercury, and the polished mirror, after lighting the oil lamp, clearly reflected his face.

The tear mole at the corner of the eye, covered by Qian Mingming with lead powder, was exposed long ago.

The ordinary face suddenly developed a tear mole, which looked a bit strange under the light.

Lu Qingze's brain suddenly hurt even more.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, three unhurried knocks, revealing a suppressed calm.

"I suddenly remembered that I forgot to tell you where I lived."

Ning Juan's voice sounded outside: "I'm afraid your letter won't be delivered."

Immediately, the door of the wing room was pushed open, and Ning Wan's tall and tall figure appeared beside the door, his tone still inaudible: "It seems that Mrs. Zun likes to go out and hang out even if she is pregnant in eight months. I didn't find it."

Lu Qing propped up his dizzy head, and clearly realized that this was not due to fever, and panted quickly: "You..."

Before he finished speaking, his hand was tightly grasped.

Ning Juan's voice was suppressed like a volcano that could erupt at any time. With the other hand, he slowly picked up Lu Qingze's slightly sweaty long hair: "I have a doubt, I don't know what to say."

Lu Qing naturally didn't have the strength to answer him.

The drowsiness was overwhelming, and his eyelids couldn't help drooping. In the mist, he felt Ning Wan lean down, sniffed his hair, and his indifferent voice penetrated into his ears: "Lu Huaixue, you really can marry this body. wife?"

...the little brat!

He obviously changed his face, how did he find him?

Lu Qing's eyes were darkened. Under the double torture of the pain and the efficacy of the medicine, he was finally unable to resist and completely fainted.

The author has something to say:

Ning Juan: Although I gave my wife some medicine, the warm water I used thoughtfully is worthy of me, loyal dog hook!

Party Lu Qingze: ?