As the King of Qin, Ji Yue has heard countless praises. He may wish him a lifetime, or praise him for his eternal fame. He never cared about true feelings and false compliments.

He never expected that one day, he would be touched by a simple word.

——If you don’t take possession of the most evil hearts, why should I be afraid of it?

What the King of Qin never wants is praise.

It's fearless.

This is what he always wants but cannot get.

Ji Yue looked at Wei Lian with an unpredictable expression. The young man was dressed in white and let him look at him.

After a while, Ji Yue said slowly: "The lonely man took care of his life and slandered people. This is extremely evil. The queen mother helped the lonely man to the throne and destroyed his entire family. This is ungrateful and righteous. In order to expand the territory, he did not hesitate to build a mountain of corpses and blood, which is a vigilant of profit. In order to achieve his goal, he did not do anything to achieve his goal, which is despicable."

He suddenly chuckled: "Wei Lang said that the world is extremely evil, and everything is complete. Everyone in the world is afraid of loneliness. How dare you say that you will not take possession of the loneliness?"

Wei Lian responded without hesitation: "The palace maids said bad words, and they should be killed. The empress dowager controlled the government and had no king's laws, so they should be punished. A group of wolves in the six countries were ready to fight. The king always only asked the result and should do it."

"What Your Majesty does is all the way to be a king. People in the world demand the king according to the standards of a saint, but they do not know that seeking harmony in troubled times will eventually be swallowed up by a group of wolves. You may be a tyrant or a king of a country that is destroyed. You have no choice, and people in the world will not understand it."

His answers were fluent, almost without thinking. Ji Yue was surprised for a moment and said softly: "But you understand."

Ji Yue's bright eyes suddenly shone with a little glow, and he smiled slightly: "Wei Lian, I really regret meeting you too late."

"Your Majesty is a pity."

"We should really let those ministers see what real beauty is. I am so lonely that they can convince them. How can those vulgar powders be as good as you? I will go to the court painter... No, how can the painter describe your character?" Ji Yue never concealed his favor for the person he liked. He quickly walked to the desk and spread paper and pen, "I personally made a picture for you."

"Your Majesty wants to paint a portrait for me?"

“That’s natural.”

"I heard that Your Majesty never paints portraits." Wei Lian's eyes flashed slightly.

The King of Qin is known as a tyrant, which does not mean that he does not understand elegance. Piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are compulsory courses for every noble child.

The King of Qin was extremely intelligent since childhood, and his painting skills were superb and his attainments were profound. The "Birthday Picture" written by the former king at the age of eight became famous all over the world. It was also because of that painting that made the former king notice this unknown child and pay attention to him.

The King of Qin was superb in painting skills, freehand painting of landscapes, flowers, birds, insects and fish, all of which were perfect.

But as we all know, the King of Qin never painted portraits.

It is rumored that he is not good at this, but it is just a rumor after all.

"That's no one deserves it." Ji Yue wrote, his movements fluttering. "It's never hard to draw bones. Beauty is in the bones, not in the skin. Gu has no interest in drawing human skin. Only a beauty like Wei Lang, who has both skin and bones, is suitable for writing."

This is a very high praise.

Wei Lian stood in front of the window, and until Ji Yue stopped writing, he asked, "Have you finished drawing?"

"Okay." Ji Yue put down his brush, "Come and take a look."

Wei Lian came over, glanced at him, and thought to himself, "Good skills."

He is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and his painting is perfect. You can tell at a glance that the King of Qin is not good at portraits, and that is obviously the best at it.

Wei Lian was standing in front of the window, but the King of Qin painted him in the snow, and behind him was a large palace covered with black tiles covered with white snow. He stood under a red plum tree, hugged the snow-white fox fur, raised his eyes and chuckled, his eyebrows and eyes were vivid.

"It's really vivid." Wei Lian looked for a while, his eyebrows and eyes curled.

"Wei Lang might as well write another word." Ji Yue said.

Wei Lian thought for a moment, held the wolf's hair, and wrote the word "国" on the rice paper.

The pen is restrained, implicitly crazy, and the clouds are striking the dragon.

The handwriting is beautiful, just like the person, and the gentleness and jade are hidden under the look of frivolous and proud.

Ji Yue first exclaimed in his heart, but it was a little boring. He thought that what Wei Lian asked would be auspicious words like "the country is peaceful and the people are safe".

Unexpectedly, it was unexpected again.

Wei Lian wrote eight words.

The elegance is extraordinary and the national hero is unparalleled.

Ji Yue's eyes twitched.

After thinking about it, he felt that these eight words were fine and were very convenient for Wei Lian. But when he thought that these eight words were written by Wei Lian himself...

Ji Yue wanted to laugh a little.

Gongzi Lian seemed a little narcissistic.

But Ji Yue liked this kind of behavior. There were too many people in front of him, so many of them were tired of seeing it. Wei Lian was so arrogant that he felt that he was real and cute.

It probably varies from person to person. Seeing Wei Lianzheng happy now, he has a high tolerance for Wei Lian. If another stranger comes directly to the King of Qin and says something shamelessly, Ji Yue will definitely smile gently and then drag the person out and behead him.

"The beauty is extraordinary, and the national savvy is unparalleled." Ji Yue thought it out, and his voice contained an unconcealed smile, "Weilang, you are very arrogant."

"Since I am worthy of your Majesty's paintings, I am naturally worthy of such evaluation." Wei Lian's face did not change his expression.

"Okay!" Ji Yue shook his hands, "I like your arrogance."

Wei Lian smiled but said nothing.

He understood. The King of Qin did not like to be too arrogant in front of him, so he would be killed because of his arrogance; he did not like to be too restrained, so he would be disgusted because of his dullness and boredom; he did not like to be respectful and unwarranted, and he would not like to be too respectful and unhealthy, nor would he like to be rude to him.

Like Wei Lian, who grasps a precise degree in this way, is respectful, gentle and sometimes unrestrained, and is well-educated and plays a little, which will make the King of Qin feel novel and reluctant to kill him.

Wei Lian's attitude towards the King of Qin now seems casual and free, but in fact it is all the result of careful guessing. Every word, action and action are just right. This is extremely difficult. If anyone had died eight hundred times.

But he is Wei Lian.

Wei Lian was not complacent, thinking that he had grasped the heart of a moody king.

The human heart is the most difficult thing in the world to understand, let alone the king's heart.

The King of Qin was definitely not able to coax the person so easily, and now he is only interested in him for a moment.

He still has a long way to go.

_

Life in the Palace of Yangxin is very comfortable. Now everyone in the palace knows that Wei is favored and he lives in the place where the emperor stays, so no one dares to be despised. The best clothes should be delivered, the most exquisite food should be given, and the bedding for winter must be prepared, and you must not be cold and hungry.

In fact, there is no need. Most of the time he eats and lives with the King of Qin, so the king uses the best things. It is just that Wei Lian should have, and the Ministry of Internal Affairs dare not short of it at all. It is a very different time from the days when people could bully them in the first half month.

The beams of brocade clothes, jade food, and powder are piled up, and even the pigs are already fat and strong and can be slaughtered.

Wei Lian felt that he had been heavier recently, and he didn't look so thin. One morning, he got up and saw that his belt was no longer loose, so he was so shocked that he immediately started to lose weight.

He still values ​​his appearance very much. Although the King of Qin does not show mercy to beauties, he will not show mercy to an ugly person.

More importantly, be prepared for danger in times of peace. The King of Qin has been so nice to him during this period. He will always become numb after spending too long. If a relaxed person angers the King of Qin, it would not be great.

As long as Wei Lian eats well and sleeps well, he has nothing to ask for. But he also doesn't like to tie his life to others. Not to mention the poison and medicine he once took, but with the temper of the King of Qin, he talks and laughs with you in the last second, but he doesn't even know how to die in the next second. It's too dangerous to get along with such a person, and Wei Lian wants to get out as soon as possible.

If you place your life on the soft hearts of others, there is nothing stupider in the world than this.

Wei Lian always planned to run away from the death and escape - the specific implementation must be after he celebrated his 20th birthday. It would not work before, and the possibility of fake death becoming a real death is too high. The fateful appearance his master said is still scary.

He never thought of being trapped in a palace for the rest of his life. The sparrows born in a cage were willing to be raised, but he was a swan with a vast sky in his heart.

If you are not free, you would rather die.

_

The most important thing right now is the weight loss plan.

If it were in the Palace of Chu, Wei Lian could practice swords in an uninhabited yard. Now it is not possible. The Palace of Qin is full of Qin's eyes. As a young man with no power, Wei Lian could only choose to go on a diet.

Specifically, the meat and vegetables that were picked up by the King of Qin on the table were not moved, but piled them in a bowl, and only picked some light food.

Ji Yue was meticulous and asked softly when he saw this: "Weilang has a bad appetite?"

Wei Lian shook his head: "I like to eat lightly recently, thank you for your concern."

Li Fuquan immediately said, "Wei Shijun, you are Shijun, so you should serve Your Majesty. How can you make Your Majesty worry about you?"

Wei Lian looked at him without saying a word.

The palace servants showed sympathy.

Li Fuquan: "???"

Why does it feel something is wrong? He just recovered from three or four days of injury, but when he came out, why did the whole world change?

Ji Yue put the chopsticks and said lightly: "Talk too much."

Li Fuquan's heart skipped a beat, and he didn't know which dragon beard touched again.

He followed His Majesty for twelve years. There were countless eunuchs who served His Majesty since childhood, and he might be the only one who is the chief executive. Because Li Fuquan thought about Ji Yue everywhere, this sincerity cannot be faked.

He had never seen His Majesty really like anything. His Majesty loved a rabbit when he was young, and he would hold it to sleep at night, tell his thoughts like a human being, and give it the best radish and vegetables.

But just because the rabbit ran over when the empress dowager arrived, she was picked up by the empress dowager and praised her for being cute. When the empress dowager left, she was sent to the kitchen by His Majesty for stew.

When the empress dowager came again in the evening, His Majesty asked the empress dowager to stay for meals. The empress dowager felt that a dish of braised pork on the table was well cooked, and couldn't help but ask: "Yue'er, what kind of dish is this?"

The twelve-year-old boy curled his lips and smiled: "It's the rabbit that my mother held during the day. Does the mother still taste cute?"

The Empress Dowager's expression changed and she immediately left.
To be continued...