An Jingning took the salt packet and applied it to An Ning's leg.

"Ahh The pain in his sleep was awakened by the sudden pain, and he struggled violently to get rid of something in his leg. "Your Majesty...... Your Majesty...... Please spare the minions. An Ning gasped for cold air and pleaded desperately.

"Don't move, if you don't want your leg to be completely destroyed, just be obedient." An Jingning was not moved by An Ning's words, and continued to say with the movements in his hands.

When everything was over, An Ning fainted directly. An Jingning took the handkerchief handed over by Qiao Mude, cleaned his hands, his eyes were gloomy, and he didn't know what to think again.

Although An Jingning is the king of a country, there are too few things he can do as he wants, and as an emperor, he is qualified. Under his rule, all forces were well handled, and the people lived and worked in peace. But he always felt that something was missing.

Until yesterday, I met this little guy, maybe because he was wearing civilian clothes, or the other party's position was too low and he hadn't seen Tianyan, the other party didn't even recognize that he was the current saint, because he was in a bad mood, and the people who were serving with him were sent aside by him. Only he, a fool, would think that he was angry with others, and stupidly gave him half of his food and silver he had saved, so that he could "honor" his superiors. Looking at the other party's clear eyes and concerned eyes, An Jingning's heart softened suddenly.

Later, when Qiao Mude found him, he actually found it funny to see the other party trembling with fear of his true identity. Today, he was going to send Qiao Mude to bring people over, but when the words came to his lips, they became "setting up the imperial garden". When he saw the little lump kneeling in the snow, he felt as if he had been slapped hard. Anger and shame surged up together, and he simply brought people into the Zhengyang Hall in a bright way to tell everyone in the harem his attitude towards tranquility.

Even I feel strange, this little guy doesn't look like a country and a city, why do I have a heartfelt feeling for him.

When An Ning woke up again, the tingling sensation in her leg had been much lighter. The body has been changed and drugged, and it has become very refreshing. This realization made a layer of cold sweat break out behind him. It seems that his secret should have been discovered, what should he do. Before he could think of a response, a voice came from above him.

"Awake?"

I don't know when An Jingning came in, and how long he has been observed. The young emperor didn't have a trace of expression on his face, he just looked at him, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Now that you're awake, can you explain to me why you weren't castrated?" An Jingning stared at An Ning's lower body and said.

"Minions deserve to die." An Ning subconsciously wanted to kneel, but An Jingning stopped his movements. He had no choice but to lie on the bed and look at each other stupidly. An Ning didn't know how to explain this problem, if he said that everything was a coincidence, I was afraid that An Jingning wouldn't believe it, it would only arouse his suspicions, what should I do, what should I do?

"Why, is this question difficult for you to answer?" An Jingning pinched An Ning's chin and forced him to look at him, "Who sent you?" What is the purpose? ”

"I didn't ...... No one...... Send me to ......," An Ning stammered, giving a general explanation of what had happened.

An Jingning looked at An Ning's expression, and his expression softened slightly: "I will send someone to investigate what you said." If you dare to deceive me, you know the fate of the crime of deceiving the king. After saying that, An Jingning turned around and left the room, An Ning looked at the guards outside the door, knowing that he was under house arrest as a "fine work".

Life under house arrest is very boring, and An Ning feels that he is a pig now, eating and sleeping every day, sleeping and eating, except for no entertainment, life is also comfortable.

"How is he" An Jingning did not look up, as if he asked unintentionally.

"Back to the emperor, they said that the little boy had almost recovered from all the injuries on his body except for his leg." Qiao Mude couldn't guess what An Jingning's mind was now, if the emperor didn't like him, the other party's only "not castrated, troubled the harem" was enough to kill the other party's nine clans, but if you want to say that you like it, Your Majesty avoids the other party. Therefore, he did not dare to say anything more.

"Hmph. He's been moisturized. An Jingning put down the red pen in his hand, "I went over to see him" and strode out.

An Ning was crouching on the soft couch and looking at a travelogue, the author of this book is not like other authors, everywhere he went, in addition to describing the magnificent scenery of mountains, rivers, sun and moon, and stars, he also compiled some local characteristic folklore, ghost legends and delicacies. Let An Ning look at it with relish, because he didn't notice that someone came in.

As soon as An Jingning came in, he saw this picture of no one, and he only felt that there seemed to be an evil fire running up and down his body, which made his mouth dry.

"You've been living a leisurely life, do you really think I won't hold you accountable?" An Jingning looked at An Ning and asked in a low voice.

Hearing his voice, An Ning jumped up from the soft couch like a rabbit, knelt on the ground, and looked at him in fear, "Slave should die." He kowtowed his head as he spoke.

Seeing that An Ning's forehead was red, An Jingning felt a sense of distress in his heart for some reason. He always felt that he and he shouldn't be like this. He didn't want An Ning to be the same as others, afraid of him and afraid of him, even if he didn't want to admit it in his heart, his body quickly admitted his thoughts, he pulled up An Ning, who was kneeling on the ground, and scolded: "Don't want your legs anymore? ”

Smelling the familiar fragrance of his lover, the peace of this strange world finally relieved, and then he thought of everything he had encountered in the past two days, which made him feel a grievance in his heart. He didn't speak, just looked at An Jingning directly, his expression was very aggrieved, and tears flowed down his eyes one by one.

"What are you crying about, am I still wronged you? You are a man hiding in my palace and I will not be allowed to check it. Although Gong Jingning said this, he still took out a handkerchief from his arms and stuffed it into An Ning's hand, "That's it, I won't pursue it, but from now on, you will not be allowed to take a step out of this Zhengyang Palace." Although An Jingning has a good impression of this little guy, he is still sensible, in order to avoid the incident of the harem in the previous dynasty, he simply drew the ground as a prison and enclosed this little guy here.

"Slave, thank you for your grace." An Ning knew that it was not easy to spare his lover as the king's suspicious character. He tried to hold back his tears, bowed his head and thanked him