MTL - Raising Wolves-v2 Chapter 62

All night, when accompanied by Ning Juan to review the manuscript, Lu Qing was thinking about the news from Xu Shu.

Wei Herong no longer fights for power, maybe not all because of Wei Qiao, but it must also be because of Wei Qiao.

Facing such a person, his mood is a bit complicated.

Wei Herong is such a person, his evil deeds cannot be erased, and his merits are naturally there, so how should he be judged?

After Ning Juan approved the manuscript, he turned his head and found that Lu Qing was holding his lower jaw, closing his eyelashes, breathing evenly, and actually fell asleep sitting down.

Ning Wan smiled, stood up silently, leaned in front of Lu Qingze lightly, knelt down halfway, raised his head and stared at him.

Under the bright candle, every detail on Lu Qing's white face clearly fell into his eyes.

The teacher has the most beautiful face in the world.

Ning Jian couldn't help but hold his breath slightly, reached out and touched Lu Qingze's long eyelashes lightly.

Seeing Lu Qing, there was still no response, probably because he was fast asleep, and Ning Juan felt a little self-blaming.

He held his breath and wanted Lu Qingze to accompany him, but Lu Qingze's body was inherently bad, and it was normal for him to be tired.

Add a bed to the study later.

The teacher fell asleep on the couch beside him and waited for him.

Ning Juan thought nonchalantly, leaned down with both hands, and hugged Lu Qingze into his arms with ease.

He slowed down, holding Lu Qing and walking outside.

Lu Qing actually didn't fall asleep at all.

He just closed his eyes and rested, combing through his mind everything since he came to this world, how could he know that Ning Dog would be like a cat, quietly approaching him until his eyelashes were fiddled, he Only then did he suddenly return to his senses, if not for his excellent quality, he would have been so frightened that he would fall off his chair.

But it was also because he was so qualitative that he didn't respond in time. When he was picked up by Ning Juan, it was too late to open his eyes.

It was a bit embarrassing to reveal that he was actually awake at this time.

Lu Qing could only try to relax his body to avoid being noticed by Ning Juan.

In Jiangyou before, Ning Juan was able to draw a two-stone longbow on a horse. At that time, Lu Qing knew that Ning Guoguo was young, but his arms were strong.

Although he was thinner, he was also an adult man, but Ning Juan held him firmly, without the slightest sense of falling.

Presumably because the eyes are closed, the rest of the senses are more acute.

Lu Qing could feel the heat of the palms clasped on his shoulders and the bends of his knees, and a trace of it penetrated in the cold autumn night.

There was the sound of Ninglan's light breathing.

In addition to the refreshing youthful breath that permeates the nose, there is also a touch of ambergris.

His whole figure seemed to be immersed in the atmosphere of "Ning Tien", and he had no way to break free for a while.

After leaving the study, Changshun was shocked when he saw His Majesty the Emperor walking out with Lu Qingze in his arms. Before he could speak, he was stopped by Ning Juan's look.

All the way from Nanshufang to Ning Juan's dormitory, as if everyone had been given a password, it was silent, and no one spoke.

Lu Qingze: "..."

Not even a reason to be woken up.

Entering the bedroom, Lu Qing was carefully placed on the bed.

Lu Qingze's body tensed slightly, restraining his breathing to remain smooth and natural, waiting for Ning Wan's next move.

What will he do?

If Ning Juan dares to do something... Should he open his eyes and break the instructions, or continue to close his eyes, wake up, and continue to pretend that he doesn't know anything, as if nothing happened?

There were a lot of thoughts in his mind, and he thought about countless possibilities, but it was only a small moment.

A hand suddenly came up beside his head, his hot breath approached, and Ning Juan seemed to be leaning over.

Lu Qing could feel that Ning Juan was watching him.

After a long time, he felt the tear mole at the corner of his eye being rubbed by the fingertips of the young man, as if he was rather tired and sighed, he whispered, "Huaixue."

Lu Qingze's eyelashes finally trembled.

The room fell into a dead silence for a moment, Ning Juan's fingertips slammed, staring at Lu Qingze's face: "Are you awake?"

Lu Qingze's head rubbed lightly on the side of the soft pillow, his eyelashes were lowered, and his breathing was still even and gentle, as if he was just feeling touched in his sleep, an unconscious reaction.

Ning Yan narrowed his eyes.

Lu Qing played 100% of his acting skills, raised it in his heart, waited for a while, and suddenly something soft and warm rubbed his forehead.

A pity-like kiss fell on his forehead.

"Go to rest early, teacher." Ning Lian curled the corners of his lips, "Let's talk about it when everything is done."

Lu Qing thought he would not be able to sleep.

I didn't expect to be pretending, and before I knew it, I really fell asleep.

When he woke up the next day, Ning Juan had already gone to the morning.

Lu Qing lay on the dragon bed, rubbed his temples, woke up for a long time, remembered everything last night, he could only be glad that Ning Juan had to go to the morning, otherwise he really didn't know how to continue acting naturally.

He sat up, sighed again, washed up, changed his clothes, opened the door and saw Chang Shun who was standing outside again without surprise.

Changshun also grew up with the emperor. Most of the time, even if he couldn't figure out what his majesty was thinking, he could understand how his majesty was in his mood. When he came out, his mood was even more unpredictable.

Changshun didn't dare to ask any more questions. He asked someone to bring the warm breakfast from the kitchen. To Lu Qingze, he dared to ask a few words: "Lord Lu, have you and your majesty been... quarreling recently?"

The breakfast was a soup with medicine added, but Lu Qing could drink it in one sip, and secretly added medicine, so it was not very pleasant to drink, so he stirred the bowl at will: "No, don't think too much, your head will be bald. ."

Changshun: "…"

Really not? He doesn't believe it.

Your Majesty has been cloudy and sunny recently, no doubt all because of Lord Lu, wow!

Changshun's strange silence, on the contrary, made Lu Qing feel a little strange, and raised his eyebrows slightly and glanced over.

Co-author with accomplices?

After breakfast, Lu Qing didn't stay any longer, so he was ready to go to the Ministry of Officials.

Changshun personally took Lu Qingze into the car, and looked at him pitifully at the car window: "By the way, Mr. Lu, His Majesty said, I have something to discuss with you at night, and after you are gone, let the servants go. I'll pick you up, if I can't, I'll have to go to the clothes-washing bureau as a month's difference."

What is the Huan Yi Bureau? Most of the people in it are old or abolished palace sinners, suffering and tiring.

Lu Qing knew that Changshun 80% was selling miserably, but he sighed helplessly: "Got it."

A few days ago, he pinpointed the time when Changshun would appear, deliberately avoided Changshun, and rushed to the Duke Wu's mansion as soon as he lost the value, probably leaving a little shadow on Changshun.

When he arrived at the official office, Lu Qing simply stopped thinking about Ningjuan and devoted his energy to his work.

This year's Jingcha is not over yet, and is very busy.

A small number of people in the Ministry of Personnel were liquidated by Lu Qingze, and the newly inserted personnel took over the affairs. The guards were all watching, hoping that Lu Qingze and this group of newcomers would be inefficient and have many mistakes, so that it would be convenient for them. In the last performance, Lu Qingze's influence in the Ministry of Officials was removed on the grounds of low ability.

However, to the disappointment of the Guardian Party, under the leadership of Lu Qingze, the efficiency of the Ministry of Personnel not only did not decrease, but it was much higher than before, and there was no trace of mistakes.

The one who wanted to dig out Lu Qingze was not to impeach the little emperor, but it didn't work either.

Lu Qing had been low-key for a few years before, living in a secluded place, and he didn't like to be soft and hard to outsiders, let alone accepting bribes. Most of the time, it was good to see others.

Yesterday, the little prince of the Duke of Wu's residence recognized his ancestors and returned to his clan. His Majesty even went to the Duke of Wu's residence to congratulate him, and won the favor of the generals.

Seeing that the little emperor's throne is getting more and more stable, Lu Qingze, the leader of the royalist party, is getting higher and higher, and the guards are getting more and more anxious, and they gathered in private again.

"Shi Rongfeng is determined to support the little emperor. It's really a waste of time for Wei Shoufu to suffer for him back then. The eunuch's methods are so cruel!"

"What should I do now? Lang's sacrifice to the wine is probably recorded on the list in the little emperor's hand. No one knows who else is on the little emperor's list, and what is written down!"

"Master Wei, why don't you speak? We are all grasshoppers on a rope. The more people are caught, the more likely they will be confessed. Over the years, all of you present, but no one is there. Take advantage of less..."

Wei Herong was still sitting in the first seat, casually twirling the beads on his hands, coldly watching these ministers who were usually high and high pacing back and forth in a hurry, with a playful sneer in his eyes, hearing the sound, Fang opened his mouth and said, "Oh? Cui? What do you think of the waiter?"

"I heard that Fan Zongbing, the commander of the fifth army battalion, offended the eunuchs and was almost caught and killed. It was the rescue of the head of the guard. Fan Zongbing was very affectionate and righteous, and secretly recognized you as his adoptive father."

Cui Shilang's eyes flashed a wicked look: "Shi Rongfeng holds the military power, but he only brought a hundred personal soldiers back to Beijing. Instead, the fifth army camp is stationed outside the capital. Just pick a day and move faster..."

His voice lowered: "I am willing to wear the yellow robe as the first assistant."

The room was silent for a moment, and everyone's expressions changed slightly, and they were shocked by his bold words.

As the saying goes, the teacher is famous, and now the little emperor is feared by everyone in the court, but his reputation among the people is excellent.

How can an unknown teacher be convincing?

No one dared to easily spit out the words of rebellion before they were truly cornered.

This Cui Shilang is too bold.

Seeing that everyone was silent and staring at him without a word, Cui Shilang's eyes flickered over the weakness of this group of people, but he really couldn't do anything, he could only shut his mouth and sneer in his heart.

Now that the fire hasn't burned to his eyes, he doesn't know the urgency.

just wait.

It was early today, and when Lu Qing came out of the official office, it was still dark.

Changshun stood beside the carriage, looked in on tiptoe, and when he saw Lu Qingze's figure, he immediately showed a relieved smile: "Lord Lu!"

Lu Qing felt deeply that Changshun was not easy, and patted him on the shoulder: "Can I still lie to you? Let's come up together."

As he said that, he didn't need anyone to help him, so he got on the carriage by himself.

The carriage headed for the palace, and when they entered the palace, Lu Qing casually lifted the curtain and glanced out, and accidentally found a group of people with raw faces. Looking at their clothes, they looked neither like guards nor eunuchs. Eye, strangely said: "These are repair workers? It's not even the time to repair the palace every year."

Changshun took out a small handkerchief, slowly wiped the dripping sweat, and smiled dryly: "Yes, yes."

Lu Qing looked over with half-squinted eyes: "Changshun, you are the head of the imperial palace, and these things in the palace should be handed to you, don't you know?"

Changshun was dumb for a moment, then quickly reacted, scratched his head and said, "Our family has to deal with a lot of things every day, and this is not a big deal. I didn't think of it for a while, it should be a small palace that is repairing, and it won't make any noise. From the Qianqing Palace, Master Lu can rest assured."

Although it felt a little strange, it really didn't show anything, Lu Qing took another look, then lowered the curtain of the car, closed his eyes and rested.

Changshun silently put away the little handkerchief.

How dare he say that His Majesty is asking someone to repair an uninhabited palace.

There are no new people in the palace, and the few remaining concubines of Emperor Chong'an are also honestly staying in corners that no one cares about. Your Majesty is repairing the palace at this time... Who else can you live in?

The carriage stopped steadily at the familiar old place, while Lu Qing could circle the Qianqing Palace with his eyes closed. He got off the carriage and walked to the south study.

Unexpectedly, in addition to Ning Juan, there were several ministers in the South Study Room, including Wei Herong.

Lu Qing looked at him, looked away from each other calmly, leaned over and bowed: "Wei Chen has seen His Majesty."

"The teacher is here," Ning Juan had no expression on his face, but when he saw him, he smiled, "It's not a big deal. Originally, Ulihan, the third prince of the Tartars, asked to participate in this year's autumn hunting, but the autumn hunting is approaching, the old man Khan suddenly recovered."

The old Tartar Khan had been ill for several years, and the power was temporarily handed over to the third prince Ulihan.

Now that the old khan's illness has suddenly recovered, Wulihan naturally dare not leave again, otherwise, when he comes to Daqi, he will be given away if he returns.

Ulihan sent a letter expressing his sincere apology to Emperor Daqi.

The old khan harbored a strong hostility towards Daqi, and had always planned to cross the Mobei line and occupy the territory of Daqi.

Everyone discussed in a low voice, thinking about which side to support.

Lu Qing listened to their discussion quietly for a long time without speaking. He took a sip of the hot tea in his hand. The hot tea dissipated the coldness he felt when he walked in from the outside, and he felt a lot more comfortable.

Wei Herong didn't speak.

Seeing that other people were vaguely inclined to support the third prince Wulihan's seizure of power, Wei Herong only said: "What do you think of Master Lu?"

As soon as the words came out, everyone's attention turned to Lu Qingze.

Lu Qing gently plucked the tea leaves with the lid: "When Daqi helped Lao Khan ascend to the throne, didn't Lao Khan also bow his head to Daqi? In Lu's humble opinion, whether supporting Lao Khan or the third prince, It’s all about attracting tigers and rejecting wolves, and disasters are unpredictable, so it’s better to add fire and make the struggle between the father and son more fierce.”

Let the Tartars fight in their own nests, and it is best to lose both.

After speaking, Lu Qingze paused, then raised his head to meet Wei Herong's gaze: "What's the point of Wei Shoufu?"

Wei Herong stared at him with a strange smile, and after a long while, he replied leisurely, "We see you together with Mr. Lu."

Ning Juan never opened his mouth. Hearing Lu Qingze's words, a satisfied smile appeared in his eyes: "Taifu is right."

Others just wanted to take this opportunity to give favor to the old khan or the third prince, so as to facilitate control - however, this method failed as early as the old khan's generation.

After all, people are hard to control, and they are thousands of miles away.

Lu Qing had told him that Ulihan's ambition for Daqi was no less than that of the old Khan.

But killing Ulihan wouldn't solve the problem.

Once one Ulihan is solved, there will be another Ulihan.

Daqi has been in the hands of Emperor Chong'an for a while, and in the eyes of the surrounding countries, he is already a piece of fat with weak defenses, and anyone can take a bite.

Only when the national strength becomes stronger and deter these foreign races can they be honest and dare not attack recklessly.

The discussion ends here.

Wei Herong walked out with the others, and his hair seemed to have a few strands of gray in a trance.

Lu Qing withdrew his gaze from Wei Herong, put down the tea cup, and turned to look at Ning Juan: "When Xu Shu gets the ledger, what will His Majesty do with the Wei family's family?"

The family members of Wei Fu are actually Wei Qiao.

After Wei Herong entered the university that year, he married the daughter of the old man. It is said that the relationship between the husband and wife was not good. After all, Wei Herong at that time had a bright future and was nothing in front of his wife's family.

However, after Mrs. Wei left, Wei Herong did not resume the role.

Therefore, Wei Herong's family is only Wei Qiao.

Xu Shu's actions were quick, and he should be able to get the ledger soon.

At that time, Wei Herong will be imprisoned, Wei Qiao, a seriously ill and dying patient, if he takes two days off his medicine...

Ning Juan said lightly, "Let's see his life."

Lu Qing nodded and said no more.

Before Xu Shu sent out the ledger, the capital was quiet for more than half a month.

Ning Juan stopped shooting for the time being, and the guards took a breath, but they were still worried, not knowing when the knife above his head would fall again.

After an autumn rain, the capital became even colder.

The inner courtyard of the Weifu was filled with the strong smell of medicine and the sound of muffled coughing.

Xu Shu stopped outside the door with the medicine in his hand, not knowing whether he should go in or not.

Until a low voice came from inside: "Is it Doctor Xu?"

Xu Shu pouted, pushed open the door and walked in. The young man on the bed was as skinny as a tree. Anyone who looked at him would know that he couldn't make it this New Year.

It is said that doctors are benevolent, Xu Shu felt that he was not so kind, but thinking about the future of this young man, he still sighed a little.

Although Wei Qiao was terminally ill, his eyes were still clear and he said hoarsely, "Doctor Xu is two quarters later than usual."

Xu Shu's heart skipped a beat, suspecting that he had revealed flaws, and looked back calmly: "I accidentally fried the medicine, how do you feel today?"

Wei Qiao smiled reluctantly: "Today I feel okay, I can talk to you when I wake up."

After speaking, he lowered his head and drank the bowl of medicine as usual, and then said, "I heard that Dr. Xu has been absent-minded and boiled the medicine lately, why don't you let someone else take charge of the medicine in the future, you don't have to worry about me as a checkmate? People are worried too much.”

Xu Shu was not quite sure whether Wei Qiao guessed something, or just cared about him.

As usual, he would definitely have to fight, otherwise the news would not be handed out through the discarded medicinal materials.

But not anymore.

He nodded, "Yes."

Wei Qiao's life was about to come to an end. After talking for a while, he was almost half-drowsy, and he murmured, "Is my father back today? His birthday is coming up, while I'm still awake..."

Before the words were finished, the man had already fallen asleep again.

Xu Shu's eyes were complicated.

Your father probably won't be back for a while.

At the beginning of September, the ledger secretly handed out from Weifu was delivered to Ning Juan's desk.

At the same time, Pan Jingmin, who was brought up again for the three-division joint trial, denounced his confession again. He bluntly said that he was driven by Wei Herong, the chief assistant of the cabinet, and the teacup in Xiang Zhiming's hand fell to the ground.

On that day, Wei Herong, who was rooted in Wenyuan Pavilion, rarely returned to the Ministry of Officials.

Lu Qing had already received the news, and when he saw Wei Herong coming to the Ministry of Personnel, he was a little stunned, his eyes signaled someone to report the letter, and immediately poured a cup of tea for Wei Herong himself: "The Ministry of Personnel has not yet submitted the report to Mr. Wei. Why did Lord Wei come here in person?”

Wei Herong looked around at the officials' office, which had become somewhat unfamiliar, and Shi Shiran sat down: "I just suddenly remembered that Wei has never sat down with Lord Lu to drink tea."

Lu Qingze held a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, and rubbed his wrist casually, without saying a word.

As long as Wei Herong made any dangerous move, the arm of the arrow on his wrist was ready to go.

Wei Herong didn't seem to notice his movements, and took a sip of tea with a natural expression: "Huh? Good tea, it doesn't seem to be the rotten tea cakes that are always kept by the officials."

Lu Qing agreed: "The tea in the officials' office has a musty smell, and it's not as good as the one in a prefect's office in Jiangyou. I brought it from the house. If Mr. Wei likes it, drink more."

Wei Herong really drank two more sips, and said like a small talk: "I thought that at least until the end of the year, Your Majesty will be able to settle Wei's head, but I didn't expect that Master Lu would be able to solve Wei's confusion so soon. ?"

Lu Qing was dumbfounded for a moment: "It's really admirable that Mr. Wei is so calm when his eyebrows are on fire."

"The time is also the fate." There were sound of neat footsteps outside the official office, Wei Herong stood still, "The ending that was expected long ago is the difference between arriving earlier and arriving later."

Lu Qing was silent for a while, and then said: "Doctor Xu is a person with great medical ethics. When he has properly diagnosed and treated Mr. Wei, he will not be deliberately tired."

Wei Herong scratched Lu Qingze's words and figured it out in an instant.

I see.

He sighed: "Whether it's towards others or towards yourself, His Majesty's ruthlessness is beyond Wei's imagination."

Jin Yiwei had already rushed into the official office with a knife on his back. When he saw Lu Qingze and Wei Herong sitting opposite each other, he was a little surprised and didn't dare to move.

Lu Qing said lightly: "Jiangyou suffered tens of thousands of people who died. How can Your Majesty be cruel to Lord Wei?"

The sun has not yet set outside, the sun shines through the gap and falls into the eyes, which is a bit dazzling.

The matter of Jiang You is irrefutable, there is nothing to say, the sacrifice under the game is nothing more than a sacrifice, Wei Herong narrowed his eyes, with Si Yi's nostalgia in his eyes: "When Wei led people to exterminate the eunuchs, it can be regarded as saving Lord Lu. A life."

Lu Qingze paused and nodded, "Yes."

"General Shi remembers grace. After returning to Beijing, he didn't make a move. You are close to the general, and the person he likes must have the same character as him."

"Shoufu Wei, don't put gold on Lu's face," Lu Qing guessed what he wanted to say. He had tested Ning Juan's attitude before, and said categorically, "There are some things I can't do."

"Your Majesty doesn't need to care about a dying person." Wei Herong said to himself, with a calm attitude not like mentioning his son, "Qiao'er will not live long, Yunfeng Temple on the outskirts of Beijing will be very suitable for him. "

This is what Wei Herong wanted to say, but Lu Qing shook his head: "I can't tell you, Your Majesty."

Wei Herong has been entrenched for a long time, and once Ning Juan had to pretend to be weak in front of him, for Ning Juan, it was an extreme humiliation, how could he let Wei Qiao go.

Wei Herong denied Lu Qingze's statement: "That's not necessarily true. I believe that as long as Lord Lu is willing to speak, His Majesty will not refuse to make you happy."

Lu Qing's fingers tucked in his sleeves suddenly tightened, and he pursed his lips and did not answer.

Surrounded by eye-catching and murderous Jin Yiwei, Wei Herong was talking and laughing freely. Seeing Lu Qing's rare reaction, his smile became more certain: "I must be grateful to you in this regard."

"..." Lu Qingze's expression was a little cold, "I'll think about it."

That is promised.

Wei Herong drank all the tea in the cup, stared at the excellent green-glazed tea cup, squinted and said, "Besides, Wei has something else to ask for."

Lu Qing didn't like Wei Herong, but seeing his bearing, he couldn't help but think highly of him.

Seeing that Wei Herong didn't publicize anything, he finally said, "You say it."

"Master Lu is really very similar to Wei before."

Wei Herong put the tea cup back on the table steadily, and after expressing his gratitude, he spit out his request: "I hope that after Wei dies, he can be buried with his wife."

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be such a wish, and Lu Qing couldn't help but be a little startled: "It's simple, does Master Wei have anything to say?"

This was probably the last few words Wei Herong could say to him.

Doesn't he want him to help bring a few words to Weiqiao?

Wei Herong suddenly stood up, leaned down, and approached Lu Qingze.

The nearby Jinyiwei was nervous for a while, and wanted to rush over to stop it.

Lu Qing raised his hand, indicating that they don't have to do anything, calmly watched Wei Herong approach, and said in a low voice in his ear: "Your Majesty is so cruel to himself, and he will naturally be more cruel to others."

"After the **** party was eliminated, there was a guard party."

"The royal kindness is weak, Lord Lu, be careful not to become the next Wei Herong."

Lu Qing was silent for a moment, then shook his hand: "Master Wei, farewell."

Wei Herong stood up straight, and calmly let Jin Yiwei rush up, holding him down and pressing him away.

Until the flamboyant Jin Yiwei took Wei Herong away, the officials were still silent, and everyone shrank their heads, pretending they didn't exist.

There was another autumn rain outside, and everyone couldn't help shivering.

Really changed.

Lu Qing thought about the last few words Wei Herong said, put up his umbrella, picked up the tooth card for entering the palace, and walked to the palace.

The autumn rain was dense, and the wind would slant over it as soon as the wind blew. It was not very useful to hold an umbrella. When he walked slowly to the south study room, Lu Qingze was soaked through half of his body. Ning Juan was talking to Zheng Yao when he saw him. He walked in with a cold air, his face changed suddenly, he walked over quickly, took off his robe and covered him: "Changshun, let the kitchen bring **** soup!"

Changshun hurried out and called Jiang Tang.

Ning Juan wrapped up Lu Qingze's whole body, with a bad expression on his face: "Teacher is going to enter the palace, just send someone in a carriage, be careful you're sick again!"

Lu Qing thought he didn't hear it, and glanced at Zheng Yao, just in time to meet Zheng Yao who was looking at him secretly, smiled at him, saw Zheng Yao scratching his head, and smiled at him embarrassedly, I guessed that Zheng Yao was here to report something.

He sat down calmly and said calmly: "It's okay, have your Majesty and Commander Zheng finished talking?"

Zheng Yao just finished repeating the conversation between Lu Qingze and Wei Herong to Ning Juan one by one, and he felt guilty, and when he heard the sound, he jumped up: "After the chat is over, Your Majesty, I will go to deal with the follow-up matters first!"

Run when you're done.

The **** soup from the kitchen was also served.

Lu Qing drank the spicy **** soup and frowned. He didn't like the irritating taste very much, but after drinking it, it was indeed effective, and his whole body became warm, dispelling the chill.

He raised his eyelids: "It seems that Your Majesty already knows what I want to say."

The smile on Ning Wan's face stagnated, and his tone became indifferent: "Wei Qiao is already a dying person, and it makes no difference whether he will die sooner or later."

Lu Qing took off the cold mask on his face, and his face was a little pale after being cold: "Your Majesty and Wei Herong used to feel the same way, can't you do it now?"

Looking at his pale cheeks, Ning Juan couldn't help softening: "Teacher, this is not the same thing."

"Wei Herong also saved my life," Lu Qing looked into his eyes and said word by word, "If it wasn't for him back then, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to wake up."

Ning Juan frowned, and after a long time, he still compromised: "According to the teacher, I will send someone to take Wei Qiao to Yunfeng Temple to take care of him."

The left and right are also dying, and there is no reason to have any disputes with Lu Qing because of him.

Hearing Ning Juan let go, Lu Qing was not very happy either. He lowered his eyelashes and took another sip of **** soup.

Ning Juan saw his complexion slowly recovering, thinking that he would soon be able to monopolize his beloved teacher, his heart jumped, he sat down and asked with a smile, "By the way, what did Wei Herong say to the teacher at the end?"

Lu Qing glanced at him slowly, and didn't want to drink this spicy stuff anymore, put the **** soup down, and said, "If I say, he actually didn't speak, do you believe it, Your Majesty?"

He clearly knew that Jin Yiwei would truthfully report every sentence of their conversation, but he just approached and did not speak, pretending to be whispering, so that people couldn't explain it clearly, and he did not forget to separate before he died.

This is also in line with Wei Herong's past behavior.

Although Ning Juan was still a little suspicious, he still nodded obediently: "I believe in the teacher."

Lu Qing picked up the tea next to him without any guilt, and rinsed his mouth.

He didn't lie, he believed it himself.

The author has something to say:

When I wrote the paragraph about Are you awake, my mind suddenly...

Ning Juan: Huai Xue has not slept yet, walking with each other in the atrium.

Lu Qingze: ?