Chapter 56 The Emperor’s Beloved Concubine
527 hugged the bull head in pain, [Host, do you still remember what you just said to Yu Jingan? 】
Afraid that he would forget, 527 told him directly: "Please respect yourself and don't do anything." 】
Su Qingyu hugged her thin waist happily, "Can a scumbag be like me?" 】
Why is it different? You are all scumbags. 527 only dares to think, but not to speak.
Su Qingyu couldn't help but sigh: "The emperor really has a good waist." 】
527:【? 】
Scumbag!
The emperor who was hugged by him paused for a long time. Su Qingyu could clearly feel the stiffness of his body, and could also feel that the emperor was about to make a move. He immediately said: "The emperor can apply ointment to me, but I can't hug the emperor." ?”
He looked up at him, his peach blossom eyes raised, and his voice was a little hoarse, with a pleasant tone, "Only the state officials are allowed to set fires and the people are not allowed to light lamps, and the emperor is only allowed to touch his head and the ministers are not allowed to hold their waists?"
"..."
"Your Majesty still wants to say that what you just did was an elder's care for your younger generation? Then your Majesty should also regard my embrace as the intimacy of your younger generation towards your elders."
"..."
Su Qingyu nuzzled into his arms again, "Your Majesty was so gentle when he applied the medicine to your lining just now. My father and brother are both rough men. I have never been treated so tenderly."
Even 527 can't stand it anymore. It wants to put a question mark on Shi and his son.
As he talked and nudged him again and again, the emperor's body became stiffer and stiffer, "I'll take a rest, get up..."
Before he finished speaking, Su Qingyu got up. When he got up, he sat on the emperor's lap, like a nineteen-year-old baby, and asked: "Your Majesty, did you hug me when I was a child?"
527 clearly saw how dangerous the emperor was in. His expression was tense and his eyes were dark and scary, as if he was about to beat his host to death in the next second.
And its host's hand has moved to the back of the emperor's neck.
527: [Host, stop it! 】
The next second, the host's wrist was grabbed, and the emperor stood up abruptly. The host naturally slipped off his legs, clung to him, and looked at him with wide eyes, blank and innocent.
The emperor was silent for a few seconds for some reason. The muscles on his jaw bulged slightly, and he immediately took the host's hand and walked out of the room, "Wang Fu!"
The steward hurriedly responded, "I'm here, old slave."
The Emperor said: "You will personally send my deceased brother back to the General's Mansion. He will not need to enter the palace for the next two days."
"..."
【……】
527 hugged the bull head, he was almost driven out last night, but he was really driven out today.
On the way, the manager couldn't help but sighed in front of Su Qingyu, "Master, what have you done?"
Su Qingyu said in fear: "It's all my fault. The manager must speak more kind words for me in front of the emperor. I just want to take good care of the emperor."
527:【……】
Don't think it doesn't know how happy he is right now.
527: [Host, tell the truth, are you very happy now? 】
Su Qingyu said "Hmm", and with a pleasant "Hmm" word, you could tell how happy he was.
527 was confused: [Why are you happy? 】
Su Qingyu chuckled: [It makes me happy to see him angry. 】
527:【? 】
Is this what people say?
It has been with the host for so long, and it can feel that the host is really happy. It should be said that he has never been so happy since they were bound.
What's extremely strange is that he is so happy because he has angered the emperor?
Su Qingyu didn't worry the stupid system anymore, he said: [Don't worry, the emperor likes me. 】
527:【? ? ? 】
【Wake up! Host, you have been kicked out! Has the emperor ever given you a good look? 】
Su Qingyu: [Look through the emperor’s life and see if he ever applied medicine to others like he did to me just now? 】
527 searched with hesitation, but he really didn't find anyone for whom the emperor had done such a thing.
He went to the battlefield at a young age. He was cold and iron-blooded. He bandaged the soldiers' wounds neatly and never touched his son's head. There was no such thing as tenderness or carelessness in him.
When the emperor applied medicine to the host just now, it could see it more clearly than the host. Indeed, it seemed to be very gentle. From its movements to its eyes, it was gentle and solemn.
527 was confused, [But the Emperor always has a cold face, looking scary and dangerous. 】
Su Qingyu: [It’s just a personality. 】
Bo Yun wanted to maintain the emperor's original personality in this world, cold and iron-blooded.
Su Qingyu guessed that Bo Yunyi didn't know that he had guessed that the emperor was Bo Yunyi.
Bo Yunyi took his series of actions towards the emperor as him seducing the emperor in order to complete the task, and the more he reacted, the angrier he became.
He was sulking, but Su Qingyu was extremely happy.
Su Qingyu has been thinking about why he is happy and why Bo Yunyi is angry these past two days, and he has some clues in his mind.
In the first world, he appreciated and thanked Jiang Huiyin, but at that time he couldn't say he liked him.
It's impossible for him to really think about people in a mission world. He cannot stay in the mission world.
In the second world, he guessed that Jiang Huiyin, Xi Qinghe and Bo Yunyi might be the same person, or they were all played by Bo Yunyi, which was a little different. Maybe he suddenly touched Xi Qinghe while sleeping on him that night. His abs started.
When he was about to leave the second world and rush to the car accident, he drank what Yin Changzai gave him and thought of many memories from his previous life. He desperately wanted to look back at him, and even wanted to go back to him directly.
It was then that Su Qingyu realized something was wrong.
In the elevator of Wuchang Hall in Fengdu Underworld, Bo Yunyi covered his ears and eyes. He didn't let go after the elevator stopped.
In those few seconds, Su Qingyu could feel Bo Yunyi covering his eyes and looking at him, and even felt that Bo Yunyi was about to kiss him, but he didn't even feel any resistance. If Bo Yunyi really kissed him, in the atmosphere of that scene, he might Will not refuse.
It was from then on that Su Qingyu felt that he might like him a little bit.
He's not very sure, but all likes don't start with a firm certainty. The fact that the trial process made him so happy is enough to explain something.
Su Qingyu thought about all the contacts with Bo Yunyi again, and couldn't help but feel happy and excited again.
527 is right, he is indeed a scumbag.
Su Qingyu couldn't help but smiled, and the manager happened to see it.
Manager: "?"
The manager asked with concern: "Master, are you okay?"
Why are you still laughing after being kicked out by the emperor? Is it too exciting?
Su Qingyu: "It's okay, I'm just trying to make myself think of something happy."
Then the manager understood that the more uncomfortable and panicked he was, the more he had to think of something happy to counteract it.
The manager comforted him: "Master, don't worry too much. The emperor has always been kind to you, but you must pay attention to your discretion in the future."
Su Qingyu: "Thank you, manager, for the tip. I will pay attention to it in the future."
527:【……】
Believe it or not.
Although it is still confused about the fact that the emperor likes the host, it knows that the host will never pay attention to propriety, and may even take advantage of it.
The joyful smile he could barely suppress and the excited beating of his heart were proof of this.
The general manager obeyed the imperial edict and personally sent Su Qingyu to the general's mansion.
The General's Mansion was some distance away from the palace. They came back by carriage. As soon as they got off the carriage, they noticed something was wrong.
There was a carriage parked at the door of the general's mansion, and many soldiers were guarding it. The servants were moving things back and forth. When I asked, I found out that it was the general who had returned.
Generally speaking, when we talk about the general in the General's Mansion, we are referring to the general who followed the young emperor to conquer the world and learned from Pingshan, his father who passed away.
As soon as they knew that Shi Pingshan was back, he got the news and walked out of the house. When he saw the manager, he asked politely: "Manager Wang, why are you here?"
"..."
Su Qingyu didn't expect such a coincidence. He was kicked out of the palace by the emperor and happened to bump into Shi Pingshan when he came back.
Being kicked out by the emperor was nothing, but being bumped into by Shi Pingshan was a bit troublesome. He was extremely loyal to the emperor and very strict with his children.
The steward was silent for a few seconds, and finally said truthfully, "The emperor asked the old slave to send the young master back, and let the young master rest at home for the next two days."
Shi Pingshan immediately looked at Su Qingyu, "What's going on?"
Su Qingyu didn't know what to say for a moment.
Shi Pingshan made a serious face: "You must have failed to serve the emperor well! Someone, take him to the ancestral hall to kneel down and reflect!"
"..."
The general manager felt that this was not good for some reason and wanted to intercede for him. Shi Pingshan saw this and waved his hand and said: "General Manager Wang, there is no need to speak for him. It is a great favor from the emperor to let him be the commander. He is ungrateful and still does it." He did something wrong, and today I will let him kneel down all night long to reflect and admit his mistake."
Manager: "..."
In fact, the emperor also asked him to reflect, but he didn't even mention kneeling because he was afraid that he would be cold and hungry.
But this was a family matter after all, and the manager couldn't handle it. He glanced at the young master and left helplessly.
As for Su Qingyu, he was really taken to the ancestral hall, and Shi Pingshan took him there himself.
When he arrived at the ancestral hall, he still had a straight face and asked, "What on earth did you do?"
Su Qingyu said: "When I was pouring water for the Emperor, I dropped the teapot, and when I was grinding ink for the Emperor, I crushed the Emperor's hand."
Shi Pingshan: "..."
He breathed a sigh of relief, this was not a big irreparable mistake, but he was a little surprised that his son did these things, and he was a little hard to explain the results.
His youngest son had never made ink for him.
"You are clumsy, why don't you kneel down!" Shi Pingshan said sternly.
Su Qingyu knelt down honestly.
He thought Shi Pingshan was leaving, but he didn't move after seeing him for a long time. When he looked up and saw this famous general, there was a flash of pity in his eyes.
Seeing him looking up, he put on a face that could scare a child into crying and asked him, "What's the matter with the injury on your head?"
Su Qingyu was stunned for a moment and touched the wound on the back of his head that no longer hurt.
The injury was in the back of the head and had been treated. Shi Pingshan, who had been walking in front of him, discovered it so quickly.
Su Qingyu was slightly touched. He pursed his lips and said, "I accidentally fell down and hit the edge of the bed when I got up."
"..." Shi Pingshan: "No wonder you drop the kettle when you pour it for the Emperor."
Su Qingyu: "..."
Shi Pingshan: "Kneel down and wake up your head."
Su Qingyu straightened his back immediately and did not dare to relax after Shi Pingshan left.
527: [...Host, you didn’t expect that you would still have today, right? 】
Su Qingyu: [……]
As soon as Su Qingyu knelt down until his second brother had finished his duty, Shi Yanming heard about it as soon as he returned home. He hurriedly asked his subordinates: "Did father forcefully punish the younger brother in front of the manager?"
Servant: "Yes, the manager was there at the time."
Shi Yanming breathed a sigh of relief, "That's okay."
Saying that it was okay, he carried his father on his back and secretly gave his younger brother a very soft cushion. "Don't really kneel down. Sit for a while. I will give you beef and a mattress in the evening."
Su Qingyu: "..."
After Shi Yanming came back, Shi's family prepared for dinner.
Shi Pingshan had just returned from inspection. The whole family was having dinner together tonight. He picked up his chopsticks and said, "Eat."
No one was holding chopsticks, they were all looking in the direction outside the door. Across a small courtyard was the ancestral hall.
Shi Pingshan took the chopsticks and found that he couldn't eat either, "..."
After the general manager returned, he immediately reported to the emperor, "Your Majesty, I have sent Master Xiaoshi home."
The emperor said "hmm".
The steward continued: "When the old slave sent Master Xiaoshi home, he happened to see the general of the division return."
The emperor paused while reviewing the memorial and asked, "How is the division general doing?"
The manager looked at his expression carefully and said: "The general of the division is always strong, and he is very angry when he scolds the junior master."
"The general's tutoring is really strict. He thinks that the junior master has not served the emperor well, so he asked the junior master to kneel in the ancestral hall all night."
The emperor didn't say anything. He lowered his head and continued to review the memorial. When the steward saw that he was starting to review the memorial, he became quiet and did not dare to say anything to disturb him.
After a quarter of an hour, the memorial was approved.
It was almost time for dinner. The emperor walked half a circle in the imperial garden and suddenly said: "Let's go see the division general."
The manager was thinking that the division general would go to the palace tomorrow to resign and said, "I will make arrangements now."
When Shi Pingshan was about to ask everyone to eat quickly, the emperor came.
The whole family was stunned. They didn't expect that the emperor would come in person, so they hurriedly got up to greet him.
The monarch and his ministers exchanged a few polite words of concern for each other. Shi Pingshan said: "Can the emperor have dinner? If you haven't used it and don't mind it, can I have someone prepare it?"
The emperor nodded, and the palace suddenly became busy.
After everything was ready, the emperor glanced around and asked, "Where is the old news?"
Shi Pingshan watched his expression carefully and said: "Back to the emperor, he did something wrong. I asked him to kneel in the ancestral hall. He will kneel down in the ancestral hall for one night first and then he will not eat."
There was no expression on the emperor's face and he asked: "What did he do wrong? I saw that he was weak and injured, so I allowed him to rest for two days, but the division general asked him to kneel in the ancestral hall. Can his body hold up?" "
Shi Pingshan looked at him in surprise.
The emperor said with a sullen face: "Let him come to eat!"
"Yes!" Shi Pingshan immediately sent someone to call his youngest son for dinner.
527 After hearing that the emperor came and asked Su Qingyu to eat, especially after hearing what the servant said about the emperor, I really believed that the emperor liked Su Qingyu.
Just confused.
The iron-blooded emperor really liked someone as old as his son. Did he know that this man was in love with his son?
Su Qingyu tried hard to suppress his laughter on the way there.
When he was almost there, he adjusted his walking posture and saw that his knees hurt from kneeling for a long time.
527:【……】
He walked to the dining table and bowed slowly when he saw the emperor.
The emperor just looked at him lightly and said, "Come over and eat."
Su Qingyu: "Thank you, Your Majesty."
In front of her father and brother, Su Qingyu did not dare to do anything else. She ate the meal properly and behaved well. When the emperor was about to return to the palace, she even offered to escort the emperor back and walked to stand next to the emperor's sedan chair.
Shi Pingshan's face was full of joy, "This is the qualified commander."
He looked at the emperor and bowed to him, "Your Majesty, let me take you back with good news, so that I can feel at ease."
"..."
The person who was going to take the emperor back all walked with a limp. After walking a few steps, the emperor called him to the sedan chair. The steward took out the ointment from a box in the sedan chair and gave it to him with a discerning eye.
Su Qingyu thanked the emperor first and then the manager.
The sedan that the emperor was sitting in was very large. It could sit or lie down. It could accommodate more than a dozen people at the same time, but now there were only two people sitting on it.
Su Qingyu glanced at the emperor, kicked off his shoes, rolled up his trousers, and applied the ointment given by the steward to his knees.
His legs had not been exposed to light for many years and were dazzlingly white. In addition, he had not been on the battlefield in the past two years and had been recovering from illness. Even the skin on his knees was tender.
Kneeling was a real kneeling. Not only did Su Qingyu not use the soft cushion sent by her second brother, but she also took away the original soft cushion and knelt hard on the hard and cold ground without moving at all, just for this moment. .
On the fair skin, the red and purple color that appeared on the knees looked particularly shocking.
Su Qingyu pressed the ointment on his knees randomly and made a hissing sound. This sound was hard to ignore in the sedan with only two people.
The sedan moved forward steadily, and the candles inside were dim.
527 is not as scrupulous as others, it looks at the emperor unscrupulously, and it has just been shocked to learn that the emperor likes the host, so it watches extra carefully.
It discovered that when the host applied the ointment haphazardly and made the first "hiss" sound, the emperor looked indifferent and his thin lips tightened slightly.
When the host applied another lump of ointment to his knees, the emperor's expression became tense.
When the host inhaled in pain but still pressed hard on a large piece of ointment, the emperor pursed his lips hard, and a thin purple vein appeared on his pale and thin forehead.
When the host's shoulders were shaking with pain and his head was buried in his knees, the emperor's chest began to rise and fall, and there was a bulge in the lower jaw, indicating that he was probably gritting his teeth.
He stood up suddenly and sat next to his host.
His face looked a little scary, and he was holding a breath in his chest. But 527 saw in confusion that the emperor was being held tightly by its host!
Su Qingyu, who lowered his head, slowly raised a smile.
The emperor said coldly: "After so many years on the battlefield, have you never learned how to apply ointment?"
Su Qingyu whispered: "It's all handled by others."
He didn't lie. Once he had any injuries, assistants and doctors would take care of them.
The emperor stared at him for a long time, closed his eyes, reached out and held his calf, pulled his leg straight and put it on his lap.
The young master, who had been recuperating in the capital for the past two years, had long since lost the muscles he had developed on the battlefield in his calves, and his tentacles were all limp.
The hand holding it stiffened for a moment, and the heat in the palm of the hand increased.
The person being held seemed to be in some discomfort. His long legs moved, but he was unable to break away from the hand, which only increased the friction between the skin.
After a pause of two or three seconds, the hand suddenly let go.
The emperor first gently wiped off the thick layer of ointment that he had smeared on his knees, leaving a little in the palm of his hand. He rubbed his hands together to use heat to spread the ointment, and pressed it on his knees.
The thin, hot ointment has spread and seeped into the red and swollen skin.
Su Qingyu suddenly bent her legs, took a breath, and whispered with trembling breath: "It hurts."
The fingers on his knees suddenly tightened, and the emperor subconsciously glanced at the person in front of him. It might be really painful. His thin brows were slightly frowned. From such a close distance, you could see a layer of fine sweat on his forehead. , fragilely encrusted on the pale skin.
The emperor suddenly retracted his hand, as if he was frightened.
It only took him a second to realize something, and he immediately pressed it tightly, letting the ointment seep into the skin on his knees.
After loosening and tightening, Su Qingyu didn't cry out in pain this time, but his calf suddenly straightened and his foot rubbed against his leg.
As soon as the emperor looked away from his face, he saw his straightened insteps and calves, and his heels that had rubbed against each other.
His eyes immediately moved away and moved to Su Qingyu's neck.
Because he was leaning back, his neck looked longer and slender, and his Adam's apple was rolling up and down due to discomfort.
Her eyes immediately changed places again, moving to his hands.
Because of the pain, his fingers were gripping the sleeves tightly, almost sinking into the cushion.
"..."
The emperor closed his eyes, breathing to steady his heartbeat, and his breath was filled with heat.
527 looked at all this blankly. It didn't understand that the emperor was just applying medicine to the host's knee. Why did the atmosphere in this sedan suddenly feel a little wrong?
It touched its dog's face and it felt a little warm.
Both knees were coated with medicine, the temperature in the sedan was much higher, and there was endless silence.
The emperor wanted to put Su Qingyu's legs down, but Su Qingyu's feet hooked his knees, and while he was stunned, he sat on his lap again.
At that moment, 527 looked at the emperor's expression and felt that he was ready to kill the host.
Its host clung to the emperor without mercy and asked him in a dumb voice: "Your Majesty, why do you want to apply ointment on me?"
The emperor's voice was tight: "You don't know how to apply it."
"I don't know how to apply it. Your Majesty, I asked others to apply it for me. How dare you bother Your Majesty?"
The emperor didn't speak. After a few seconds, he lowered his eyes and stared at him deeply. His voice was as cold as ice, "Gu Xi, what are you doing?"
527 took a closer look and saw that the host's hand had reached the emperor's collar.
527:【……! 】
Su Qingyu was not frightened at all by his eyes or voice. His index finger reached into the collar and moved gently inside.
527 could feel, although it did not understand, the emperor's anger at this moment. His eyes made 527 a little scared, as scary as Bo Yunyi.
He grabbed the host's hand, and just when it thought he was going to tear the host off and throw it away, he suddenly looked at the host and froze.
527 didn't know how to describe his uncontrollable expression at that time. It should have been shock, a little panic, and indescribable complex emotions.
Did it miss something? Why can't it be understood anymore?
"Your Majesty, we're here." The steward whispered from outside.
Su Qingyu got off him with a smile, put down his trousers and put on his shoes, jumped off the sedan, "Since the Emperor has returned to the palace safely, I take my leave."
He left happily, no matter how difficult it was to walk before boarding the sedan chair.
The steward looked at him blankly, and then looked blankly at the sedan curtain. Why didn't the emperor get down?
527 was also at a loss. As soon as Su Qingyu came over, it asked: [Host, what happened just now? Why is something wrong with the emperor suddenly? 】
Su Qingyu smiled happily, "You must have finally been moved by me after my unremitting efforts." 】
527: [Really? ! 】
Su Qingyu couldn't help but laugh again. As he walked, he looked back and saw that the person in the sedan in the distance had just gotten off. He could no longer see his face clearly, but he knew that the person was also looking at him in the night.
He no longer had to be as restrained as he was in the previous world, walking backwards while looking at him unscrupulously.
Just now, he just wrote the word "cloud" under his collar.