The Gilded Cage

Xiao Kezhi almost understood Qi Mu's purpose when he heard it. He couldn't help but sneered, and said "I know" in a loud voice, then put down the wiped bath towels, picked up the messy clothes on the couch and put them on him.

Chu Ning wanted to get up and serve him habitually, but somehow, but remembered what he had stopped last time, he couldn't help guessing that he probably didn't like to let others approach, so he just wrapped a bath towel and sat on the couch without moving.

The breeze blew, and even though there was no cold under the influence of Tang Quan, she still couldn't help shaking her soaked body.

She thought in her heart that Qi Mu came to the emperor’s bedroom without authorization at this time. The person should be unkind. Looking at Xiao Kezhi’s cold face and slowly dressing, I’m afraid it won’t let him get the slightest benefit, and she might even have to take the opportunity to take good care of him. Give it a beat.

This man was nothing like Emperor Xian, and would never be at the mercy of others.

She then thought of her several roundabouts and retreats, and she became more and more sure that such a strategy should be correct-he is a strong man, hates being manipulated and controlled, and even between the bed, he requires absolute control and takes the initiative from time to time. Only by showing weakness can we get closer and closer.

"Your Majesty is leaving?" She hugged the towel, shaking gently in the wind.

Xiao Kezhi's dressing motion paused, turned around and looked at her condescendingly, holding her chin with one hand, and whispering: "Why, I can't bear to leave?"

She sat on the couch with her head only to his waist. She looked up at him like this, and stretched out her arms in his skeptical and mocking eyes, encircled his waist, and pressed herself up.

"Naturally, your majesty is only here at Aning, aren't you happy?"

With the beauty's wet and soft body pressed to the waist and legs, the clothes that were already a little damp were soaked wetter.

Xiao Kezhi's body was tense subconsciously, and he watched as the bath towel that was loosely wrapped around her slowly collapsed, revealing a white back.

He couldn't help but stretched out his hand to cover that piece of snowy skin, feeling the moist and greasy fingertips, slowly raised his head, and closed his eyes depressively.

How can you be unhappy? She was pure and dignified for a while, and charming and coquettish in the blink of an eye. When she was immersed in the pool, she tortured him several times and almost couldn't hold her, she was really happy.

But the more so, the more he felt a kind of powerlessness and anger of losing his dominance.

He always felt that all of this was because of his own deliberate indulgence, allowing her to lead a little bit into the colorful net that she had woven, as long as he was willing, he could easily cut the fragile net with a wave of a knife. .

But when she asked, he was shocked. She seemed to be overly addicted. Knowing that she was using herself, she couldn't help but pretend that she was still too awake while she was indulging.

It's probably that this gentle township is too happy.

He took a deep breath, reopened his indifferent eyes, lowered his head and pushed her away from his waist, shaking the clothes that had been damp in front of him, and said blankly: "In front of me, put you away. I’ve said that I don’t like women who play with scheming minds."

Chu Ning was pushed by him in such a way, and the body that was already sour due to fatigue could not be supported immediately, and fell on the couch and let out a low cry, but he was still wondering in his heart. I don't know how that sentence made him unhappy. .

Hearing the sound, Xiao Kezhi turned his head and looked at her lying on the couch, with a delicate and feeble appearance, and his calm heart felt a familiar sourness that was pinched by a hand.

He paused for a moment, and slowly took a step closer, bending over to tighten the scattered bath towels tightly, so that she was wrapped tightly, and then he used his arms to hug her and strode into the house.

The lamp and incense were lit in the empty room, but there was no fog lingering outside, which made people sober again.

After he put the person on the couch, he wanted to turn around and leave, but only after he took a step, the corner of his clothes was pulled.

He stopped, turned his head coldly, and met her clear gaze.

"What else do you want to do?"

The hand that was clinging to the corner of his clothes slipped an inch into his palm and gently hooked one of his little fingers, soft and hot.

He squeezed, but didn't shake her away.

"Your Majesty has not yet answered Aning's question."

She seemed stubbornly wanting an answer.

He stood on the spot, with blue veins in his forehead jumping for a long time, suddenly turned back to the side of the couch, peeled her wet from the surrounding bath towel, pressed it firmly, and kissed fiercely until she was moving. No, just panting and letting go, pinched her chin with one hand, and said in a hoarse voice: "Next time, you are not allowed to make any claims."

After all, as if he didn't want to stay any longer, he left quickly.

Chu Ning was lying on the couch, staring at the place where his back disappeared for a moment, and suddenly laughed.

This is his answer-it has been the next time, which means it is affirmative. As for "self-inflicted", it was about that she greeted Liu Kang in private, and led him here without telling him first.

But no matter how he "made his own mind", he still came here obediently.

Looking at it this way, the indifference of the previous few days was really just his method.

The door outside was closed, and Cuihe, who had been sent away by her, came out from the back of the house and brought her clean clothes.

Putting on her clothes, she stood up, walked to the cage at the corner of the wall, found a prescription, and said, "Bring this to Dajian Liu."

Cuihe naturally knew what this was, and after taking it away, he nodded "Hey" and went out again.

…

In Feishuang Palace, Qi Mu was stopped outside the door for a long time, but he never saw Xiao Kezhi, and he was already in a rage right now.

But Jin Jiang took five guards with swords, standing in front of the door like a mighty sculpture, staring at him, making him afraid to step forward for half a step.

He has been in the book order for three years. Where did he encounter such a situation?

The former Qianniuwei was in the hands of the Empress Dowager Qi. When he entered and exited the palace, he had never received any obstacles. Even if he entered the palace of the emperor, he only needed a brief notification. Today, he was stopped mercilessly, including one. There was no sitting on the couch or a cup of tea, which was really embarrassing.

Earlier, he obeyed the Queen Mother’s instructions and took a step back for the time being, so that the young new gentleman could stretch his hands and feet first, and other things could be discussed later, but now, the new gentleman seems a little overwhelmed!

Just thinking about it, there was a sound of footsteps behind him.

He looked back and saw Xiao Kezhi sitting on the footsteps, walking towards the Feishuang Temple.

"Your Majesty!" As soon as he landed outside the gate of the hall, he quickly stepped forward, arched his hand slightly, and wanted to loudly reprimand the person who had just stopped him, but before he could say anything, he was frightened by Xiao Kezhi's cold glance. Jumped.

In the sharp and indifferent eyes, there was not the slightest temperature, let alone respect, and it reminded him of the creepy **** things in the previous funeral.

He shivered suddenly, stopped talking inexplicably, followed behind and walked into the hall.

The warmth and brightness in the hall made him slowly recover. Then he realized that Xiao Kezhi was only wearing a loose robe, his hair was still wet, and there seemed to be a red mark on the neckline.

This look obviously came out of the soup pond.

But the emperor’s royal soup is behind Feishuang Palace, why did he come back from outside?

Qi Mu couldn't help but glanced at the red mark on his neckline again, feeling a little suspicious in his heart.

"Da Xianggong wants to see me at night, what is it for?" Xiao Kezhi said coldly while sitting on the couch, leaving him to look suspiciously.

Qi Mu paused, and then he remembered his intention, and the anger that was interrupted came out again: "The minister took the liberty to ask your Majesty, why hasn't one of the lists handed by the officials been adopted?"

Xiao Kezhi raised his eyebrows silently, as if waiting patiently for him to continue.

Qi Mu simply stood up straight, and said loudly: "Your Majesty’s Mingjian, the list of officials is the only one selected by the ministers and colleagues from the Ministry of Science and Technology, and after several discussions and repeated screenings with the officials, Shangshu and others. A suitable candidate, your Majesty, who has been in the high position for the first time, has never participated in government affairs in the past, and does not know much about his colleagues in the DPRK.

His remarks were almost directly accusing the emperor's decision.

Xiao Kezhi drank a sip of tea, looked at him blankly, and said coldly: "Since the grand prince said that the list of officials was selected after several discussions and repeated selections, you may wish to explain to me why there are all Qi family members. In-laws, there are those who have served in foreign countries for a few years, but have always achieved mediocre political performance, and even buy officials for their children and grandchildren?"

Everyone thought he didn't know political affairs, but in fact, from a few years ago, he had secretly made friends with those officials who had no talents and ambitions, but were not valued because of their poor background. Although he doesn't know much about the majority of officials in the DPRK, he still knows a little bit about it. Even many of them have been secretly figured out by him.

It is precisely because of this that he was able to hit the point before, and without hesitation, he pointed out the people who were not very clean in the hands of Xiao Yu and the Queen Mother.

Qi Mu didn't expect that he would be able to break through the stains on those people at once, and couldn't help being speechless: "Your Majesty—this, there is something in it—"

Xiao Kezhi put the teacup down heavily, and interrupted his speech with a "beep" sound.

"Is the Great Sovereign teaching me how to be the emperor?" He got up from the couch, stood on a high place and looked down. His extraordinarily sturdy figure blocked most of the candlelight because of his years of martial arts practice, and cast a large amount of oppression on Qi Mu's body. shadow.

Qi Mu pursed his lips and said nothing, the anger in his heart was not calmed down at all, but facing such an emperor, he was inexplicably shocked.

"The minister dare not."

"Don't dare to do it." Xiao Kezhi said coldly behind his hands, "Don't forget Qi Xianggong, the emperor of Daliang is surnamed Xiao, not Qi."

This sentence was very meaningful, and it was full of gaze, which made Qi Mu couldn't help but feel a chill in his back.

For the first time, he clearly realized that this new emperor who had no foundation in the dynasty had a completely different temperament from the former emperor Xiao Lian. What he wanted was probably not just the dignity and status of being an emperor, but also the past few years. Over the years, all the powers that have been firmly in the hands of the Qi family.

Are they going to give in blindly, just to comfort him temporarily?

He was frightened and angry, but he didn't dare to leak it out. He could only press his mind and said: "The minister has never forgotten."

The confrontation between the monarch and his subjects was so exposed by Xiao Kezhi.

He watched Qi Mu's back disappear into the night, and then people closed the door, turned to the inner room, and changed into a clean shirt. I have had enough in the Prince Soup today, but the imperial soup here is useless.

After a while, Liu Kang came in from the outside and said, "Everyone, the soup medicine for your Royal Highness is ready and sent."

Xiao Kezhi frowned when he heard the words, turned his head and asked, "What kind of decoction?"

Liu Kang was taken aback and looked up in surprise: "Just now Cuihe sent a prescription, saying that it was the soup that His Majesty wanted to drink, and every time I saw your Majesty, I would use a bowl, the old slave thought, I’m afraid it’s a refuge. Decoction..."

He originally thought this was ordered by the emperor, but now he realized that he was wrong, he hurriedly took out the prescription from his sleeve and presented it respectfully.

Xiao Kezhi thought of the woman's cunning, he was suspicious, took a look at the prescription, and said in deep thought, "Go, let Feng Yu come over and take a look."

Liu Kang knew that he wanted Feng to see this recipe, so he rushed to the outside and ordered a few words.

The man walked out quickly, and after a while, Feng Yu hurried over, took Fang Zizai and looked at it carefully, and said, "Your Majesty, this is indeed a refuge soup that women can use."

Sure enough.

Xiao Keyi didn't know when to say that she was considerate and sensible, and that she had already arranged such details, or that she was devoting herself to throwing the medicine to Liu Kang, which saved her herself a lot of trouble.

It’s just that Fengyu’s words have not yet been finished: “This recipe has replaced a few medicinal materials to reduce the damage to the female body, but the effect is almost the same as that of ordinary recipes. It is a recipe prescribed in the palace.”

"This medicine damages the female body?" Xiao Kezhi ignored his other words, but grasped this.

Feng Yu obviously did not expect that he would ask this, and hurriedly explained: "No matter how you adjust the recipe of the avoiding soup, there will always be damage to the female body, but your majesty can rest assured that as long as you don't drink much, you will be able to maintain Restored."

Xiao Kezhi did not speak. He sat under the lamp and pondered for a moment, and then suddenly asked, "Have you ever asked Donggong to have a pulse check recently?"

These words made Feng Yu puzzled, so he had to follow the memory and shook his head and said: "Since the prince left Beijing, I have never been summoned."

It seems that this recipe has already existed. Xiao Kezhi squeezed the recipe in his hand that seemed to have just been copied, and he felt a little heavy in his heart.

He was silent for a long while, waving his hand to order Fengyu to go down, but instead of returning the prescription to Liu Kang, he took out a wooden box on the bedside table.

The wooden box originally contained two folded silk kerchiefs and a damaged obscene garment neatly, but now there is another square.