MTL - Raising Wolves-v2 Chapter 20

"Humph what?"

Lu Qing leaned on the big welcome pillow leisurely, took another sip of tea without realizing it, and taught a lesson leisurely: "Don't be so hesitant in front of people."

Ning Juan's eyes were deep and deep, staring at his thin white fingers rubbing the tea cup, he stopped talking for a while, blushed and swallowed the words back, and said obediently: "I see, teacher."

In the warm candlelight, the young man was sitting upright, and his cold and pretty facial features were a little softer, like a little wolf dog that was only tucked, and he couldn't see the burrs all over his body.

Having raised a tyrant who could get out of control and bite people's throat at any time, to be so gentle, respectful and thrifty, Lu Qing was very fulfilled, and reached out to touch his face: "Why is his face red? Is it too windy during the day?"

The fingers attached to it are delicate and cool, as smooth as silk.

It felt as if it rushed into my heart, Ning Juan's eyelashes trembled, and the throat was a little dry, but the tea was still passed away by Lu Qingze without knowing it, and he could only transfer the tea by pouring the tea again. Attention: "It's okay, it's just that the room is a little stuffy."

Lu Qing wanted to ask again, but Ning Juan cut off the conversation in advance: "That's right, teacher, when I asked Zheng Yao to check Qin Yuanan, I accidentally found out..."

Lu Qing found Hua Dian: "Wait, what are you doing to check Qin Yuanan?"

"..." Of course Ning Juan wouldn't admit that he was eating vinegar, and calmly said, "The time he appeared with the teacher today is too coincidental, it's time to investigate."

How could Qin Yuanan be sure that he would go to save people?

Lu Qing was even more confused.

Ning Juan hurriedly skipped this one and threw out the key points: "I didn't expect to find out that Qin Yuanan almost became Wei Herong's son-in-law."

Lu Qing raised his eyebrows.

Qin Yuanan's father, Qin Hui, was the censor of Zuodu of the Inspectorate and had not dealt with Wei Herong for many years.

Especially after Ning Juan ascended the throne, Qin Hui scolded Wei Herong every time he wrote.

Five years ago, Ning Juan was able to gain the power to govern, and Qin Hui contributed at least half of it.

These two are not dealing with each other, they are really not dealing with each other.

And the point is...

Lu Qing raised his eyes: "Didn't Wei Herong only have a son?"

According to the information handed by Jin Yiwei, Wei Herong's only son, Wei Qiao, was born with an incurable disease. After Mrs. Wei went, the ten-year-old Wei Qiao was disliked by Wei Herong and threw it back to Mrs. Wei's hometown. .

Totally cold and unfeeling.

Ning Juan nodded: "The teacher may not know that Wei Herong and Qin Hui were close friends when they were young."

They even lived together in a temple, the kind of close friends who slept on their feet when they were studying hard in the cold window.

Later, Wei Herong was first in the first class, and Qin Hui was awarded the Jinshi three years later. When the two got married, they got married, but Wei Qiao, who was born late, was a boy, so this matter was settled.

But before Wei Qiao left Beijing, he had a very good relationship with Qin Yuanan, and there was no guessing between them.

The young man's dark and thick hair was particularly attractive after he took it off, but Lu Qing couldn't help but tucked it twice along the top of his soft and fluffy hair: "Isn't Wei Qiao sent back to his hometown, you specifically mentioned him, Could it be that Wei Herong brought him back?"

Ning Juan smiled: "Teacher is really predictable."

Lu Qing was stunned for a moment: "If it comes back, there should be some gossip in Beijing."

This little Yanjing can still have gossip that social gangster Chen Xiaodao can't inquire about?

As he spoke, he wanted to withdraw his hand.

Ning Juan noticed that he was about to stop, and Qiao Mimi rubbed Lu Qingze's palm twice again inadvertently.

In the Qianqing Palace, only Changshun could serve Ning Lian by himself. Even so, he would still avoid being touched, unlike those princes and nobles who couldn't take care of themselves without their servants.

But he really liked being touched by Lu Qingze.

That palm that is neither generous nor warm, when it caresses him unhurriedly, it always brings a calmness like his own, slowly infiltrating his heart.

After the rubbing was over, Ning Juan straightened his face: "Wei Herong sent someone to secretly take Wei Qiao back to the capital, and he arrived early this morning, but he was very low-key."

If it wasn't for him seeing Qin Yuanan's unhappiness, he casually asked someone to check it out and found out the old story of the baby's relatives, and asked Zheng Yao to send someone to the Wei Mansion to keep an eye on him, I'm afraid Wei Qiao would not have noticed.

"Wei Qiao returned to Beijing this time because he was terminally ill, and there was not much time left. When Wei Herong disappeared during the day, he should have gone back to see him secretly."

The corners of Ning Juan's mouth slowly twitched, but there was no smile in his eyes: "I can't believe that the head of the guard and the assistant are so affectionate. After so many years of acting, I can't continue to act."

Everyone thought that Wei Herong had a cold relationship with his wife and ignored his biological son.

But I didn't expect that Wei Herong didn't care about Wei Qiao. On the contrary, he took great pains to protect his son and sent him out of the whirlpool center of the capital, obviously to let him grow up safely.

But because Wei Qiao was seriously ill, he had to be taken back to Yanjing.

If it wasn't for Ning Juan's whims, he checked Qin Yuanan, and he probably wouldn't have noticed Wei Qiao.

Lu Qing suddenly felt a little bit funny.

Wei Herong has been acting for so many years, but he didn't expect to be exposed to Ning Wan's whim. I really don't know what his expression will be.

Lu Qing leaned back and said, "Wei Herong can't just watch his son die in front of his eyes, and there are famous doctors in the capital. He brought Wei Qiao back because he wanted to seek a little more life."

Ning Juan nodded: "I have people watching outside the Wei Mansion 24/7."

Because of this incident, Jin Yiwei, who was sent to Jiangnan to look for someone, was temporarily given an urgent mission.

In addition to looking for Xiao Shizi, he has to help him find someone.

But he didn't want to talk to Lu Qing before making sure he could find someone.

Lu Qing murmured: "Wei Herong is not someone who goes to the doctor in a hurry. People who can enter the Wei Mansion probably won't be able to get a cat's hair on them."

The secret ledger, the correspondence, and these deadly things, Wei Herong hid it without leakage. There were almost three steps in the Wei mansion. Anyone who entered the mansion had to go through layers of inspection, which was even stricter than the palace.

In recent years, if they want to intervene in the Wei Mansion or the Ministry of Officials, they can only arrange it at the outermost periphery, and Wei Herong is very vigilant.

But Wei Qiao seems to be a breakthrough.

Lu Qing discussed it with Ning Juan for a while, the night became darker and he yawned unconsciously as he spoke.

Ning Juan looked at his face and stopped talking: "Teacher, it's time for you to rest."

This body is too weak, and it is very easy to get tired. Lu Qing was not so tired from changing the test papers all night before, so he nodded weakly, and went to bathe and change clothes.

Seeing Lu Qing floated out, Ning Lian lowered his eyebrows.

From the first time he saw Lu Qingze, he felt that Lu Qingze was like a paper-carved beauty lamp, and his whole body was fragile and fragile, and he had to be carefully cared for.

After so many years, even if he knew that his teacher was not a vulnerable person, the protective desire that was born spontaneously at a glance had not diminished.

Instead, it gets stronger day by day.

Lu Qing took a bath, changed his bedclothes, walked into the warm pavilion, and saw that Ning Juan was already half lying in his bed, waiting.

The little emperor was wearing only white pajamas and his hair was loose, showing a little bit of a boyish air that he always suppressed at ordinary times. He bent his legs and leaned on the head of the bed carelessly. Hearing footsteps, he seemed to **** up his ears when he smelled food. The puppy turned his head swiftly, his eyes were shining, and he smiled with a small canine tooth.

Lu Qing felt that the scene was very strange for a moment.

How can he act like he is the emperor, this one in the quilt was turned over to serve the bed today.

As soon as the idea came up, Lu Qing hissed secretly, and scolded himself crazily in his heart.

Punishment or not, beast, what are you thinking!

Is this conceivable!

Lu Qing shook his head, got rid of this absurd thought, walked over and sat beside the bed. Just as he was about to say something, he was full of guilt when he saw Ning Juan clapping his hands.

Chang Shun, who had been waiting for a long time, entered the room with a bowl of dark medicine, and handed it to Lu Qingze respectfully.

Lu Qingze: "..."

Ning Juan still smiled: "Listen to Peng Liu, the teacher occasionally coughs these days, but refuses to take medicine."

The useless Chen Xiaodao can't even supervise the teacher to drink medicine.

Peng Liu was the leader of the bodyguards Ning Juan sent to Lu Mansion.

Lu Qingze has almost vomited after drinking the medicine in recent years, and those doctors can continue to break through. As his threshold for bitterness increases, he prescribes more bitter prescriptions, so that he smells the medicine now, and he is conditioned to reflex. Feeling nauseated, he waved his hand with a bitter face: "It's just a few coughs. I'm fine, and I'm not sick. What medicine should I drink? Take it, I'm sleepy."

As he spoke, he wanted to drill into the quilt like an ostrich.

Seeing this rare three-pointed childishness, Ning Tianyi smiled, quickly grabbed Lu Qingze's hand with his eyes, blocked his attempted escape with his body, and deliberately lowered his tone to three-pointed cold: "What are you hiding, drink medicine. "

Lu Qing struggled for a while, but was tightly bound, unable to move.

He watched Ning Juan grow up, but he was not very sensitive to his growth and changes. At this time, he really realized that the little guy who was so thin and could easily hug him is now stronger than him.

Still crushable.

Lu Qing was a little depressed.

The body in his arms was as thin as a handful of bones, Ning Juan didn't even dare to exert too much force, and his voice was much lighter, for fear of breaking Lu Qingze: "Is the teacher afraid of hardship?"

The voice that fell beside his ears became clearer and clearer, with a youthful ambience unique to him.

Lu Qing recovered from his trance and said solemnly, "Don't talk nonsense, I am your teacher, how can I be afraid of hardship."

Ning Juan couldn't hold back his serious face, he couldn't help laughing when he heard the sound, "You are my teacher, it has nothing to do with whether you are afraid of suffering - Sunja, bring the medicine."

Chang Shun stood by the side with the medicine in his hand, shrugging his shoulders and drooping his eyes and pretending that he didn't exist. Hearing this, he carefully delivered the bowl of black medicine.

Lu Qingze's hand was still restrained, and he watched as Ning Juan took the medicine with one hand, raised his eyebrows and stared at the boy who was facing him.

Is this little **** ready to give him medicine?

As soon as the idea crossed his mind, he saw Ning Juan raised his head and drank the bowl of medicine neatly.

You can tell by looking at the color, this bowl of medicine must be so bitter that her eyebrows will fall, but Ning Juan's complexion has not changed at all, her deep black eyes staring at Lu Qingze for a moment, with a three-pointed star-like smile, her tone Softer and softer, as if coaxing people in a low voice: "It's not bitter."

"If the teacher is afraid of hardship, I will accompany the teacher to drink."

Lu Qing lived two lifetimes, and for the first time was coaxed to drink medicine by students.

No more reluctance and no face to drink.

He pinched his nose and poured the medicine that Changshun had brought back up again, Lu Qing took some candied fruit before he recovered, rinsed his mouth, and when the palace servants were all gone, he flicked Ninglan's forehead: "This is just If you drink the medicine to prevent cold, forget it, don't drink it indiscriminately next time, beware of taking the wrong medicine and becoming a fool!"

Ning Juan thought about it seriously: "If I become a fool, will the teacher still want me?"

Is this the point?

Lu Qing was already sleepy, and even more sleepy after drinking the medicine, his eyelashes flickered, he closed his eyes, and said vaguely, "Yes, you are a little beggar and I want you too."

He fell asleep quickly, and it didn't take long for his voice to fall, and his breathing gradually became even.

Ning Yan stood motionless by the bed for a moment, but Lu Qing's uncontrollable heartbeat slowed down a bit because of Lu Qing's casual words.

When he walked around with the medicine bowl, he didn't even notice that the corners of his mouth were rising uncontrollably.

Changshun has served him close to him for many years, and he has never seen Ning Wan laugh like this, taking the medicine bowl tremblingly, thinking in horror whether to declare an imperial physician.

Your Majesty, Your Majesty seems to have a cramp on his face!

The author has something to say:

Lu Qingze: Is this conceivable?

Ning Juan: Oh, yes, yes.