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Chapter Nineteen

Wei Ji really didn't understand it at that time. The undercurrent tide under the glamorous surface of the powerful and powerful people in the court was very close to him and very far away. This change began in the 14th year of the Apocalypse. On the way of the eldest prince Chu Shaoling personally farmed, Wei Ji also fell into the Wei Ji's wound. The wound quickly healed on Wei Ji's young body, and he forgot about it in a blink of an eye.

What he remembered was that after returning to the palace, the Minister of Personnel Zhen Jiaxin submitted a statement saying that he was old and weak and had retired. However, the Marquis of Zi Jun, who was one year older than Zhen Jiaxin, replaced this important position. Wei Ji was confused for a while when he heard about it, but the news that Chu Shaoling wanted to be the king quickly made him forget these irrelevant things and was named the king before he could win. This was a rare glory in the Chu Dynasty.

The emperor said that Ling'er was old and was not surprised by the turmoil in his own farming. It was really not easy to encounter such a big thing. Ling'er was the eldest son of the legitimate residence and was no longer the king for two years, so he was just a good example for his younger brothers.

The emperor said these words at the family dinner on March 15th. The emperor was not well-behaved yet, his face was pale, and his voice was much lower than usual. After hearing this, the empress dowager laughed and nodded, "So very much, Ling'er is getting better now, and it's only a matter of time to be crowned king. There is no need to be restricted for this year or two."

Chu Shaoling stood up and refused for a while but thanked him. Chu Shaoling toasted the emperor with a faint smile. The assassination case had been revealed. Although the Zhen family was severely damaged, they did not touch Concubine Li and Chu Shaoruan at all. The emperor was reluctant to move these two people, so he had to give himself a supreme glory as compensation.

Several princes at the table stood up to toast and congratulate Chu Shaoling. They all smiled sincerely, but no one knew what they felt. Chu Shaoling enjoyed the insincere congratulations and chuckled with his younger brothers. If he didn't do it once, he would wait until the second time. He could wait. Chu Shaoling put down his wine glass and sat down. Those who had seen the table sneered in their hearts. Those who had hurt his mother and those who had hurt him came one by one, and no one could escape.

The Imperial Heaven Supervision quickly decided on the day of being the king. On March 28th, it was auspicious. The emperor personally drafted the title of "Qin". The Ministry of Rites followed the empress dowager's wishes and held a special order. The entire imperial city was lively for a day. In the evening, the banquet was held according to the empress dowager's wishes. Chu Shaoling declined to thank the emperor on the grounds that the emperor was unwell and should not be tired, and returned to Bitaoyuan early.

After a day of hard work, Chu Shaoling and the Guji were a little tired. Wang Muhan happily ran around and changed Chu Shaoling's clothes to his family. The palace maid took it and took off the five-dragon golden crown on Chu Shaoling's head. Chu Shaoling took it and chuckled, and threw it on the tray next to him without caring.

On this day, the dinner in Bitaoyuan was much more abundant than usual. Wang Muhan led a group of palace maids and eunuchs to kowtow to Chu Shaoling to congratulate him. Chu Shaoling smiled and rewarded the palace servants in Bitaoyuan for two months. Wang Muhan knew that the guards were there, and Chu Shaoling didn't like them serving him aside, so he took the palace servants down with him with a tactful attitude.

Wei Ji was tired after being with Chu Shaoling for a day today. When he saw someone down, Chu Shaoling pulled the person to his side and sat down together. Wei Ji's smile never stopped when he heard about his title of kingship. He was happier than Chu Shaoling himself. Chu Shaoling smiled and rubbed Wei Ji's head and chuckled, "Don't be stupid and have a meal."

Wei Ji smiled and took a bowl to eat. Chu Shaoling picked up a piece of fish for him and said, "The Ministry of Internal Affairs has begun to choose a site to build the Qin Prince's Mansion, and the drawings are also brought. You can take a look after the meal after you finish it."

Wei Ji ate the fish and said in a daze: "I don't know how to build, I'm afraid I can't help the prince."

"Silly thing! I'm asking you to see if you like it or not." Chu Shaoling chuckled, "The palace can't be repaired for a year or two, so let them change it anytime if there are any unpleasant things. We have to live in the future for many years, so we must be in line with our hearts."

Wei Ji swallowed a mouthful of rice, pursed his lips, and slowly said, "What the prince likes... I like it."

Chu Shaoling smiled and ate, and soon the two of them used it well. Chu Shaoling forced Wei Ji to eat a bowl of bird's nest porridge. Wei Ji was just when he was growing and was so thin that he was not as thin as he was afraid that he would not be able to keep up with the food, so he always had to coax him to eat more. After using it, Chu Shaoling took Wei Ji back to the bedroom.

Chu Shaoling showed the drawings presented by the Ministry of Internal Affairs to Wei Ji, and slowly said to Wei Ji: "A living water was brought in from here. I asked someone to double the pool. A pavilion was built in the middle of the pool. We would just take a break here in summer. They originally wanted to plant banana trees, so I changed them all to bamboo..."

Wei Ji didn't understand it very well, he was not picky, and Chu Shaoling nodded whatever he said, and Chu Shaoling chuckled: "You are so good to agree. I want to ask what you like and what you don't like, so that they can clean it up to make your living comfortable."

Wei Ji was stunned for a moment, thought for a while and whispered: "Prince... After leaving the palace, will I still live with the prince?"

"What is this?" Chu Shaoling laughed, "Where can you go if you don't follow me? Could it be that if I enter the mansion, you will still stay in Bitao Garden? This place will not be mine, and I don't know who will be given to you in a few years."

Wei Ji hesitated and said, "I heard that whenever the prince is crowned as a king, he will get married..."

Chu Shaoling put down the drawings, and he understood why the guards were silently scattered in no one these days.

Chu Shaoling couldn't help feeling distressed when he looked at Wei Ji. How could this person treat him completely with peace of mind?

The Wei Ji never fights or robs him. Chu Shaoling thanks him for his kindness, but Chu Shaoling never asks him for his unsupported gifts. Chu Shaoling understands that the Wei Ji has become accustomed to looking up and giving without expectation. No matter how good he is to him, he has never expected anything.

Wei Ji smiled and whispered: "I have no other intentions. The prince's future is right now, I..." Wei Ji's voice was inexplicably hoarse and could not speak.

Wei Ji is not a smart person, but he is uniquely sensitive to Chu Shaoling's affairs. Chu Shaoling is so glorious these days. Many people behind his back are secretly speculating on the candidates for the princess. The chats of the palace people after dinner cannot be heard in Chu Shaoling's ears, but Wei Ji can be heard.

He had even found a way out for himself. If Chu Shaoling was married, he would become his third-class guard and guard him every day. He would not want to see Chu Shaoling and the princess.

But he was reluctant to leave Chu Shaoling, and he was content to be able to look at him from a distance every day.

Chu Shaoling didn't say anything, but just pulled the guard halberd, spread the drawings again, took the pen to draw and continue to tell him: "I have someone build a small schoolyard here, and I'll come back to practice knives and sticks for you..."

Wei Ji looked up at Chu Shaoling in surprise. Chu Shaoling smiled and then said, "The detailed picture of the small school ground has not yet come out. When the Interior Office presents it, you can see if there are any unpleasant places. The small school ground is far away from the bedroom. It is not convenient for you to go back to change clothes and take a shower after practicing Kung Fu. I'll let you have someone here..."

Chu Shaoling drew a circle on an open space and said, "I have built a small building for you. Not only is it convenient for you, but it is also good to see the scenery by the pool."

Wei Ji turned his head and his eyes suddenly turned red.

Chu Shaoling took a pen and wrote the three words "Huaji Hall" on the main hall, and said softly: "This is the name of our main hall, Ji'er, do you understand what I mean?"

Chu Shaoling held the guard halberd and let him face him. He kissed him docilely on his forehead and said in a deep voice: "I said I would not marry, it's sincere. I just want you, don't think about everything every day. I feel sorry for you when you feel uncomfortable."

Chu Shaoling hugged the guards and kissed him on the top, saying, "Whether it is the King of Qin or anything else in the future, as long as there is my Chu Shaoling place, you will definitely be in the main hall."

Wei Ji bit his lips tightly, tears poured down. Chu Shaoling smiled and kissed gently to comfort his insecure little lover. In fact, it was not Wei Ji who was dependent on him, but he longed for Wei Ji. In this cold palace, he could feel at ease to absorb warmth, and there was only one person.

Chu Shaoling looked at the drawings he had revised. Whether it was the luxurious Bitao Garden or the solemn Qin King Hall, the place with the guards was the home.
Chapter completed!
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