Chapter 142 The frail and sickly powerful minister

"......what."

It was only then that Lin Xiaodong remembered that if Jing Ji was drunk, Gu Xi would definitely have the upper hand.

"You bastard." Gu Xi's face was gloomy and uncertain, he scolded suddenly, got up and walked to the incense burner in the corner, and put it out without hesitation.

Lin Xiaodong thought he was scolding himself. After blinking his eyes and seeing Gu Xi's actions, he couldn't help laughing out loud. He didn't bother to sit down and pretend to lie down on the fluffy cloak. , wrapped himself into a caterpillar.

Only in front of Gu Xi would he show such a childish side.

Lin Xiaodong casually pointed to the fruit plate placed beside him, and said willfully:

"feed me."

Gu Xi walked back silently, sat beside him and started peeling grapes for him.

This scene is quite familiar.

Lin Xiaodong remembered the scene in the first world, opened his mouth, and swallowed the grapes that were brought to his mouth.

Feeling the wetness from his fingertips, Gu Xi's movements paused slightly, but he quickly retracted his hand as usual.

"How many good man cards are you missing?" he asked.

Lin Xiaodong pondered for a while: "It seems to be two? It's still one, I can't remember. But Guo Xinwen must have one, and it should be done when he walks around in front of him early tomorrow. After all, he I never really believed that I would be willing to join the army."

As for how Guo Xinwen, who was "deceived" after the court meeting, would scold him for being a villain who reneged on his promises... Lin Xiaodong thought irresponsibly, it would be irresponsible.

After all, he was scolding Lin Dongqing, what does it have to do with him, Lin Xiaodong?

Gu Xi reluctantly wiped the juice from the corner of his mouth: "What about your love calamity?"

"Isn't this over already?" Lin Xiaodong raised his eyebrows and looked at him.

Gu Xi was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that the division and integration of the entire seven worlds, even the ordeal of heaven, has come to an end.

They can finally go back to where they belonged.

Looking at Gu Xi's stunned expression, Lin Xiaodong couldn't help showing a smile. He took the grapes in his mouth and didn't swallow them. Instead, he stretched his arms lazily, wrapped his arms around Gu Xi's neck and brought him down with him. .

"'You' seems to have put something else in this incense," he said vaguely, "As expected from childhood, I have seen big, as expected..."

Lin Xiaodong couldn't say the remaining half of the sentence, because Gu Xi had already blocked his mouth quickly.

Abundant juice snaked down from the corners of his mouth, and the gold-inlaid jade belt and the buttons of the ink-colored robe were untied one by one with ten slender fingers, revealing the soft white pulp below. The red gradually spread from the cheeks to the whole body, showing a dizzying posture.

Gu Xi did not live up to "himself"'s good intentions. He leaned down, intertwined his fingers with the young man with long hair, and began to enjoy this sweet and juicy fruit without hesitation.

After more than two hours, You Shu, who was standing outside the door, finally waited for the secret order from His Majesty.

"Little Youzi," came a slightly hoarse voice from inside the door, but gave a feeling of contentment, "let him go."

Yushu's expression froze.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

He understands what this means. From now on, Jing Chao will no longer have the one who speaks the truth and speaks the truth. Instead, he will be the first and most likely the only lady in His Majesty's harem.

From a generation of powerful officials to harem favorite concubine, Lin Dongqing is probably the first person in history.

However, at this time, Lin Xiaodong was not as "suffering humiliation" and "full of grief and anger" as You Shu imagined. Over the years, he has been slowly delegating power to Jing Ji, and most of the work at hand can be done thanks to Chen. . Besides, the huge Jing Dynasty has to be supported by a patient who is dying. Is this reasonable?

So Lin Xiaodong happily decided to push the boat, he quit!

The young man turned over, stretched out his hand and put Gu Xi, who was lying beside him, as a pillow in his arms, and his sleepy and tired body quickly dragged him to sleep.

The spring was cold, and Gu Xi helped him tuck the corners of the quilt, and his eyebrows softened.

Although they met the night before, he didn't have much time to wake up, so today was the first time they officially met in this world. From the very beginning, Gu Xi believed that the reason why Lin Xiaodong experienced all of this was because of his own mistakes, and he was even prepared to be resented, because for the gods who had lived for an unknown number of years, emotional And trust is something more precious than anything else.

It was he who betrayed Lin Xiaodong's trust.

But Lin Xiaodong didn't seem to want to listen to his apology, so Gu Xi could only silently swallow the guilt and remorse into his stomach, allowing time to digest this emotion.

All he can do now is to hold the other's hand tightly, and no matter what happens, never let go.

That's all.

He put his thoughts into his bones and blood, and used his body to confirm the existence of the young man again and again. Lin Xiaodong did not stop him, but rarely tried to cater to him. Although he soon fell into Gu Xi's arms because he couldn't support it, he Still biting his lower lip stubbornly, he refused to say stop.

They both need some time for each other.

...That's why, after the cessation, Gu Xicai realized that the young man was being tossed a little too much by him.

He could feel the waves in his subconscious, and Jing Ji estimated that he was about to wake up. When he saw this scene, he would probably think about it... No, he would definitely think about it.

Gu Xi's face froze, and suddenly he understood why Lin Xiaodong was so "enthusiastic" today.

...As of now, I can only light a wax for "myself".

Gu Xi only struggled for a second, and then happily decided to continue sleeping with Lin Xiaodong in his arms. As for after waking up?

That's what Jing Ji should have a headache for.

"Uh......"

When Jing Ji woke up, he only felt his head dizzy and his temples throbbing.

He wanted to sit up, but half of his body seemed to be pressed by a large stone, and his entire arm was numb. Jing Ji opened his eyes reluctantly, thinking that some court lady who didn't have long eyes climbed on his bed, but at a glance, he saw a naked/naked/curled young man in his arms.

Jingji: "..."

suffocated.

Lin Xiaodong slept soundly, there were still tears left in the corners of his eyes, and his eyes and mouth were a little swollen. The most miserable part was the position of his collarbone and neck. All kinds of bite marks and hickeys were intertwined, like some kind of crime scene. Feeling the movement of the people next to him, he still frowned, clenched the quilt on his body and murmured in a low voice. The voice was soft and soft like Jing Ji had never heard before, like a sound squeezed from the depths of his throat after being pushed to the limit. sobbing.

The criminal himself: "..."

Jing Ji only felt a "hum" in his head, and the whole person lay on the bed in a daze, daring to move like a wooden board.

It shouldn't be like this, he thought numbly.

How could he do such a thing to Mr. ! !

Yes, Jing Ji did use his hands and feet in the incense burner, but the dose was completely controllable, just like drinking a pot of Shiquan Dabu soup. And what he wanted from the beginning to the end was to keep Lin Xiaodong by his side, and he didn't want more scenes. The years to come are long, and the most important thing he does not lack is patience.

Even in his most optimistic predictions, he could only get one kiss tonight.

But now...

Jing Ji turned his head stiffly, and looked at the young man curled up beside him, with a pitiful appearance after being "forced" and "tortured", he only felt a surge of anger welling up in his heart, but because the murderer was himself, he had nowhere to go. vent.

Jingji, you are an asshole!

He cursed fiercely in his heart, so regretful that he wanted to slap himself twice. I wondered what kind of eyes my husband would look at him with when he woke up - thinking of this, Jing Ji felt that his eyes were darkened, and he was so desperate that he wished to travel back a few hours to strangle himself.

--So, when it comes to digging a hole for himself, Gu Xi has always been very good at it.

He carefully pulled his arms out of Lin Xiaodong's arms little by little, and accidentally touched some key parts on the way. Although Jing Ji had no memory of yesterday, his face was flushed.

After getting up from the bed without squinting, he quickly dressed and left the palace in a hurry.

At this time, it was already bright, and the ministers who came to the morning court had already arrived one after another. But Jingji told You Shu before that he would not trespass without his permission, so he could only wait outside the door bitterly.

Seeing His Majesty take the initiative to come out, his eyes lit up. Although he had already guessed, he did not dare to look inside the palace. He just whispered after Jing Ji, who was in a hurry, and asked, "Your Majesty, Lord Lin is here... "

Jing Ji's face was bitter, but he still said, "Let him rest. If he wakes up, let me know as soon as possible."

"Yes."

In the courtroom, as expected, the ministers came to remonstrate one after another, hoping that Jing Ji would not let Lin Dongqing go with the army to the northern border.

But Jing Ji was obviously absent-minded today, and he agreed almost instantly, making the ministers feel incredible.

You Shu was well aware of this. Seeing His Majesty showing such a delusional appearance, he cleared his throat and took the initiative to stand up: "Your Majesty is not feeling well, I will play if I have something to do, and I will retreat to the court if I have nothing to do-"

The ministers looked at each other.

What's the matter with today?

Not only Lin Dongqing was on leave, but even His Majesty was ill. Is it a coincidence? Or......

Some of the more discerning people have already begun to speculate secretly, but Jing Ji can't care about them. Seeing that no one speaks, he immediately stood up from the dragon chair. Although he tried his best to maintain his composure, he always gave people a kind of fire. Ass feel.

"Go back!"

A true warrior who has the courage to face the bleak reality.

But when Jing Ji thought of the scene he saw when he woke up, his heart felt cold. He walked back and forth outside the hall with his head down for an unknown number of times, and he sighed for an unknown number of times. Finally, he heard the little eunuch come out and report:

"Your Majesty, Lord Lin is awake."

Jing Ji raised his head suddenly, his eyes lit up, but it dimmed again in an instant.

"He... did he say anything? How was his mood? Did he mention me?" He asked quickly, with a hint of hope in his expression that he hadn't noticed.

"No." The little eunuch replied, "Sir Lin just stayed on the bed for a while, and then said he wanted to take a bath."

After a pause, he added blankly: "Lord Lin doesn't seem to be angry, but he didn't mention you, Your Majesty."

Jingji: "..."

Good, he thought desperately.

He's completely screwed.