Imperial study room.

There was only the sound of memorials in the huge study. Ji Yue didn't like someone disturbing him when handling official business during the day, so he was the only one in the room.

The door was suddenly pushed open with a "pounding" sound. Ji Yue's hand shook, and a long trace was drawn on the memorial.

He was about to scold him for being arrogant, but when he looked up, he saw the young man closing the door, strode to him, holding his desk with both hands, and looking at him with his eyes: "Your lover is bullied, what do you want to do?"

...What love man?

Ji Yue was stunned for a moment before reacting and frowned and said, "Who bullied you?"

Who else in this palace dares to take Wei Lian's agitation now? He, the king, was almost pissed to death by Wei Lian.

"My good brother." Wei Lian smiled, "He asked me how it tasted on the couch, could you make me feel happy? It took a long time to get my butt hurts."

"Ahem cough!" Ji Yue almost choked to death by his saliva.

These vulgar words... were said through Wei Lian's mouth, and the lethality was really huge.

After coming back to his senses, he looked cold.

Ji Yue naturally knew how insulting Wei Lian was to Wei Yan, and Wei Yan did not take Wei Lian seriously at all.

When Wei Yan looked at the big ones, he dared to be so disrespectful to his brother in Qin State, which shows what life Wei Lian lived in the Palace of the Chu King in the past.

How much grievance should he suffer?

Ji Yue suddenly felt a little bored.

He got up, opened the window for breathing, and the cool breeze outside the house poured in, which dispelled the heavy feeling a little.

"So," Ji Yue turned to look at him, "Are you ing?"

"Yes." Wei Lian smiled, "I'm here to blow the wind beside you, I want you to teach him a lesson."

Ji Yue's mouth twitched: "It's too straightforward to blow by the wind on your pillow."

He made a suggestion: "Can't you act a little more sincere?"

The concubines and concubines in the past blew the breeze to the king. After serving the king in bed, they said softly and softly, whispered around the bush, making people feel comfortable and happy, and agreed to everything.

He had never seen Qingtian break into the imperial study room in the morning, and said bluntly, "I'm here to blow the wind beside you."

This is too perfunctory! Where is the sincerity?

Wei Lian was surprised: "Do you still want to act?"

"Let me think about it." Wei Lian fell into deep thought.

After a moment, Wei Lian changed his face instantly, looked sad and sad, and said sadly: "Your Majesty doesn't know that my younger brother has never taken me seriously. It would be fine if I was disrespectful in Chu State, but now I am still humiliating in Qin State. It's simply too much!"

He threw himself into Ji Yue's arms, held his waist, buried it in his arms and cried: "Your Majesty wants to make the decision for me!"

The beauty suddenly threw herself into her arms and Ji Yue's whole body stiffened for a moment before hesitatingly embraced the person's waist and said in a daze: "Okay... I will make the decision, I will make the decision for you."

"Come!"

The door was opened again, and the guard stood outside the door with his head down: "Here!"

"Go—" Ji Yue paused, "Where is Wei Yan living?"

"Fuyun Pavilion." Wei Lian whispered.

"Go to Fuyun Pavilion." Ji Yue continued to order, "Young Master Yan disrespects the noble king, and be thirty stole. Execute immediately."

"No!" The guards did not hesitate to Ji Yue's order and immediately went to execute it.

"Okay, look, I support you." Ji Yue looked down at the person in his arms.

The young man still lowered his head, his forehead against his shoulder, only a head of brocade-like ink hair was exposed.

Ji Yue said funny: "Stop pretending, everything is done, just take the trick away."

The guard stayed still.

Ji Yue felt something strange and forced someone to look up, but he realized that the young man's eyes were red and he couldn't help but be stunned.

"What’s wrong with you?"

Wei lowered his eyes and his long eyelashes trembled slightly.

Ji Yue teased: "I can't stop the show anymore, right? Wei Xiaolian, you are so useless..."

Wei Lian's eyelashes trembled again, and a tear fell down like this.

Ji Yue paused: "You're really crying?"

Wei Lian didn't say anything, but tears fell even more fiercely.

Ji Yue suddenly panicked and hurriedly wiped the young man's tears: "What's wrong? This is all right... the bully of you has already taught you a lesson, and no one will bully you again in the future."

It would be fine if Ji Yue didn't speak, but Wei Lian couldn't stop crying as soon as he spoke.

Ji Yue saw tears filling his eyelashes, but he quietly made no sound, and felt distressed. He became depressed without thinking too much, and leaned over and kissed the young man's eyes.

Use your warm lips to lick the tears away little by little, leaving a dry mark.

From the eyebrows and eyes to the corners of the lips, they are infinitely gentle and cherished.

He held the man in his arms and comforted him in a low voice.

"A Lian, don't cry, I'm alone."

-

Why did he cry?

Wei Lian was also thinking about this question.

He obviously didn't feel wronged.

He didn't care about Wei Yan's words at all. In the past, Wei Yan said something even more excessive in Chu State, and he had long been used to immunity. A clown who jumped into the beam was not worth mentioning at all.

He also knew that Concubine Yan would never stand on his side.

Wei Lian knew that he was not Yan Fei's biological child, and it was a blessing that he could be adopted soared to the sky. What qualifications are there to blame for all kinds of unfair treatment? Everyone said that he should be grateful to Yan Fei, and no one felt that he was wronged.

Since he has received this honor, all the suffering he has endured should be natural, otherwise he will behave like a favor if he gets a bargain.

Therefore, Wei Jian grew up in the ice cave in the cold pond for 19 years, and was hurt by ice stabs and was riddled with holes. He never ed about his pain or shed a tear.

He knew that no one would feel sorry for him and no one would support him.

Those tears are meaningless and will only increase weakness.

He never thought that one day he would have sourness surged into his heart because of a person's words "I'll support you", as if he was suffering a huge grievance.

If the cold sword and frost sword cannot make him surrender, then a ray of spring breeze can defeat him.

He was invincible by evil thoughts, but he was defeated by gentleness.

-

After calming down, Wei Lian sat on the chair and fell into deep autism.

Why did he suddenly become so pretentious...

Wei Lian was actually not crying very hard. The young man who was used to restraining introverts was tolerant of even the occasional emotional catharsis. He never let out a slight cry, but just leaned quietly in Ji Yue's arms and shed a few tears. When he raised his eyes, he looked as usual.

But for Wei Lian, who has never shown his weakness in front of others for eight hundred years, this is already the most embarrassing day in his life.

Ji Yue raised his lips: "After saying something, I won't laugh at you."

"Isn't it just a cry? Who is not sad? When Gu was a child, he was forced to shoot his beloved eagle to death. He cried that night so hard that the sky fell..."

Wei Lianteng stood up: "I have sued my leave."

Step straight out of the gate of the Imperial Study Room.

He doesn't want to see Ji Yue for the time being.

Very shameless.

Leaving Ji Yue, Ji Yue, quietly looked at the closed door.

This was the first time in their confrontation, Wei Lian ran away in panic.

But Ji Yue doesn't want to find such a situation again.

What's wrong with letting Wei Lian win every time?

As long as he doesn't cry.

-

Floating Cloud Museum.

"Stop! What are you doing? I am the young master of Chu! Do you want to die?" Wei Yan was taken out by the guards in horror and placed on the stool.

Seeing the terrifying punishment stick, Wei Yan was frightened and shouted loudly: "What mistake did I make? You have no right to deal with me! I want to go back and tell my father, see how you explain to my father! My father will cut off your head!"

The eunuch in charge of punishment sneered and said, "Execution!"

So what about the princes of a country? The princes of a defeated country will be beaten and beaten. Do you still need an explanation?
To be continued...