All-Rounded Strategy Game

Jiang Li was reciting the tongue twister too fast. Before Xiao Qiheng could realize what he was reading, he had already read it. From beginning to end, Xiao Qiheng only understood the first "eight" character.

Jiang Li noticed some bewildered expressions, and smirked in his heart, but said: "His Royal Highness, do you think it is very interesting? The servant will recite another paragraph for you!"

"Wait..." Xiao Qiheng just wanted to stop him when he heard him open his mouth: "Green grapes, purple grapes, green grapes, no purple grapes, purple grapes, don't spit out grape skins, don't eat grapes, but spit out grape skins!"

Xiao Qiheng: "..." Guzhen owed you in his previous life.

Seeing Xiao Qiheng's expressionless face, Jiang Li suffocated his smile so that his mouth was twitching, and pinched his thighs with his fingers on the side, and he could not help it: "His Royal Highness, do you still want to hear it?"

Xiao Qiheng's face turned dark. If he listened any more, he would sooner or later be **** off. He threw the collection of poems on the table and said with a calm face, "It's messy, what I'm reading."

"Tongue twister." Jiang Li was sure of his hard-hearted nature, not afraid of his face at all, and repeated it word by word, "wind, mouth, and order."

"you……"

"Your Highness!"

At this time, Zhao Qing came in from outside, walking in a hurry, as if there was something important to report.

Jiang Li retired wittily, and when he walked to the door, he suddenly heard Xiao Qiheng say from behind: "Stop."

When he turned his head, he smashed a book in front of him, and quickly reached out to catch it, and saw that it was the collection of poems by Yu Lin he was reading recently. He looked at Xiao Qiheng puzzledly. The other party was receiving the letter from Zhao Qing. Without raising it, he said: "Take it, copy it from scratch, and give it to me tomorrow."

Jiang Li: "..." You won't die if you don't do it.

After he left, Zhao Qing glanced at the closed door and smiled and asked Xiao Qiheng: "His Royal Highness, why are you punishing Jiang Li to copy books again? Isn't he the most annoying about this?"

Xiao Qiheng glanced at him: "Why, do you want to copy for him?"

"No, no, no." Zhao Qing waved his hand quickly. He would rather practice a day of kung fu than copy a book. "I just ask and ask casually."

Xiao Qiheng opened the letter and quickly read the content inside, then threw the letter to the side of the fire and burned it, tapped his finger on the table, thought for a while, and said, "Arrange for the two Zi Yao to enter the palace. "

"Yes." Zhao Qing nodded, "His Royal Highness, that side of Xiyang Pass..."

"No problem." Xiao Qiheng said, writing a few words on the paper and stuffing it into a new envelope.

If Jiang Li were here, he would find that Xiao Qiheng's font at this time was very different from what he usually wrote.

Zhao Qing stepped forward to take the letter and sealed it with beeswax. Then he took out another letter from his arms and handed it to Xiao Qiheng: "This is a letter from Zheng Yu and Xiaohouye."

Xiao Qiheng took it and took a look, and found that it was all nonsense as usual, so he simply threw it into the oven and burned it.

Upon seeing this, Zhao Qing thought that the letters that His Royal Highness had returned to Master Xiaohou for so many years could be counted with two hands, and most of them were "have been read." It was so touching that Master Xiaohou insisted on writing letters back. Brotherhood.

On the other side, after Jiang Li came out of the main hall, he held the Sydney Shun coming out of the hall in one hand and the collection of Yulin poems in the other. He couldn't help crying.

"Master host." The system said, "The facts tell us, don't get overwhelmed."

"You are right." Jiang Li was deeply moved, and put the collection of poems into his arms.

At this moment, it has entered deep winter. Although there is no snow, the weather is very cold. It is good that there is a charcoal fire in the temple. As soon as it is outside, I feel the wind pouring in from my neck, and it is bitingly cold.

Jiang Li shrank his neck, sighed towards the palm of his hand, warmed his palm, and turned to the dining room.

During this period of time, he insisted on simmering a cup of medicated diet soup for Xiao Qiheng every day. Most of the medicinal materials were exchanged with points from the system store, which was much better than what he got from the pharmacy, which was of great help in conditioning Xiao Qiheng's body.

Mother Zhou, who was busy in the small kitchen yard, saw him coming, stopped the movement of the sun in her hands, and said with a smile: "Xiao Li is here."

After Jiang Li returned to his real name, everyone no longer called him "Xiao Ion", but Mother Zhou felt that Jiang Li could not help but call him Xiao Li.

"Mother, what are you doing?" Jiang Li walked over and saw straw mushrooms on the sieve.

"The straw mushrooms I got back today are a lot, I will dry them." Mother Zhou said, "Why are you here, don't you need to study with His Royal Highness?"

"His Royal Highness and Brother Zhao have something to talk about, I'll come over and give him a stew to drink." Jiang Li put the pear on his hand aside and helped her pour out the straw mushrooms in the basket. "What else can I help? ?"

"No need." Mother Zhou smiled and waved her hand. "I haven't extinguished the fire on the stove. Go ahead."

"good."

Jiang Li went to the kitchen, washed the pears and cut them into pieces.

In the past two days, Xiao Qiheng was a little coughing. The imperial doctor came to see him in the morning and said that it was caused by lung heat. He prescribed a prescription, but Xiao Qiheng was unwilling to take the medicine and would rather just cough like this.

Chuanbei Rock Sugar Sydney has the effect of relieving cough and resolving phlegm, so he specially came over to give Xiao Qiheng a stew.

When he stewed the things and brought them back, Zhao Qing had already left, and Xiao Qiheng sat on the desk of the book by himself and looked through the copybook he had been practicing these days.

Jiang Li put the food box on the table, took out the rock candy Sydney and put it beside Xiao Qiheng, opened the lid and said, "Your Highness, let's drink something, it will relieve cough and nourish the lungs."

The rock sugar Sydney was brought over as soon as it was taken out of the pot. As soon as the lid was uncovered, a sweet smell drifted out of the heat and entered Xiao Qiheng's nose. He put down the copybook in his hand, looked down at the Sydney in the porcelain cup, and then raised his head to look at Jiang Li: "Did you make it?"

"Yeah!" Jiang Li nodded and pushed the porcelain cup in front of him, "Sweet, drink it."

Xiao Qiheng: "..." I always feel that this "sweet" sentence has the feeling of coaxing children.

In addition to the sweetness of pear and rock sugar, there is also the bitterness of Sisi Chuanbei in the rock sugar Sydney. The two contain each other, the taste is just right, and there is no sweetness at all. It is very refreshing and delicious.

After he finished drinking, Xiao Qiheng felt the dull feeling in his throat seemed a little better. As soon as he put down the porcelain, he listened to Jiang Li's question: "Is it delicious? Your Highness?"

"It's okay." Xiao Qiheng said, thinking that it is indeed better than soup medicine.

"For the sake of the minion's care, let's discuss, don't you need to copy the collection of poems?" Jiang Li asked expectantly.

Xiao Qiheng looked at him: "Bargaining? Want to copy another copy?"

"...Isn't half a professional?" Jiang Li put his hands together, "half! I will massage you every night, and after I copy another copy, my fingers are cramping."

Xiao Qiheng looked at him with a wrinkled face and a pitiful appearance. He even claimed to have become "me", thinking that he was extremely reluctant to copy the collection of poems. He pondered for a while and said, "Let's go."

Jiang Li smiled with joy: "His Royal Highness, you are really a..."

Xiao Qiheng interrupted him: "Change to practicing piano."

"Practicing piano" came alive so that Jiang Li swallowed the remaining "good guy", thinking that he had misheard: "Practicing piano?"

"Yeah." Xiao Qiheng nodded, "Go get the phoenix tail over, and start learning the piano today."

Jiang Li: "..." No, it's reasonable. I don't need so many talents when I break into the show business in the real world, let alone I'm just an eunuch! ! Can you let me go? ! !

Seeing Jiang Li's unlovable expression, Xiao Qiheng was in a very happy mood. He thought to himself, loneliness can't cure you.

In the end, Xiao Qiheng didn't let him go. From then on, he had another task in his daily life--learning the guqin.

Jiang Li often couldn't help thinking that he was probably the most versatile **** in this palace.

In busy days, Jiang Li ushered in his first New Year's Eve in this world.

Even on this extraordinary day, Qinghe Temple is still a place forgotten by everyone. Even the emperor's New Year's Eve banquet, Xiao Qiheng was not among them.

Xiao Qiheng didn't care about this, he had been used to it all these years.

The mother's queen has passed away, and his grandfather died because of grievances. It doesn't make much sense for him not on New Year's Eve, and it is no different from every day in the past.

Over the years, he has not spoken, and other people in the Qinghe Temple have not dared to mention the New Year's Eve. It is just a matter of adding two more dishes to the dinner.

But this year with Jiang Li, the situation is different.

When the New Year’s Eve was approaching, Jiang Li took Cuiya and they cleaned the entire Qinghe Hall inside and outside. Then every door was replaced with a new red lantern, and new window grilles were pasted on the windows. It's not that the palace doesn't allow firecrackers to be set off privately, but he also wants to prepare two firecrackers to fire.

Of course, he had asked Xiao Qiheng for instructions before preparing for this, and he had to get permission.

While they were busy, Xiao Qiheng was practicing calligraphy in the study alone. Not long after practicing, there was a knock on the door outside the door, and then Jiang Li's voice came: "His Royal Highness, can the minions come in?"

"Come in." Xiao Qiheng put down the pen in his hand and saw him push the door in.

Holding a bouquet of plum blossoms in Jiang Li's hands, as he walked along, Xiao Qiheng smelled a clear fragrance.

"I'll give you some new plum blossoms." Jiang Li said, walking to the vase, removing the somewhat withered plum blossoms inside, inserting the freshly blooming branches, and then not disturbing Xiao Qiheng , Retired.

The door closed gently, and there was Xiao Qiheng alone in the room. Xiao Qiheng looked at the plum blossoms in the vase for a long time, and lightly hooked the corner of his lips. Instead of practicing the calligraphy, he turned the wheelchair out of the study.

Small lanterns were also hung on the trees and under the corridor in the yard, which seemed to have a somewhat beaming atmosphere.

The Qinghe Hall has been deserted, and it has been a long time since I saw such a dress. Xiao Qiheng couldn't help but glanced again and saw that a small lantern was not hung firmly, and the wind fell into the flowerbed under the tree.

He turned the wheelchair, reached out his hand to pick up the little lantern, turned it, and found that there were words written on it. He was taken aback after seeing the content.

——Hope His Royal Highness is safe and happy.

This is Jiang Li's handwriting, he can see it at a glance.

He looked up at the other lanterns on the tree, each of which had a line of small print, all with the same content.

There are several lanterns hung on every tree in the entire yard.

Xiao Qiheng didn't know when Jiang Li wrote this. He didn't tell him, and he didn't ask himself for credit as usual. If he didn't pick it up on a whim, he might never find it.

And that little **** Jiang Li, he usually hates calligraphy the most.

Looking at these small lines, Xiao Qiheng's mind appeared as if Jiang Li was lying on the table and writing them down one by one. At that moment, his heart, which had been cold for many years, suddenly seemed to be covered by the palm of his hand. Covered with a trace of warmth.

Just as he rubbed the lantern in his hand, the sound of Mother Zhou and Cui Ya came from the side of the wall.

"Sister, it's New Year's Eve today. I don't know what my mother and the others are doing. I haven't been home for New Year's Eve for several years."

"Silly girl, your mother, must be the same as you, thinking about you."

"That's true, I really hope to reach the age of going out of the palace soon."

"..."

Xiao Qiheng glanced in the direction of the wall, put the lantern in his hand back to its original place, and turned the wheelchair to the direction of the main hall.

Not long after dinner, Jiang Li and Xiao Qiheng were in the hall, one reading and the other practicing calligraphy.

Suddenly there was the sound of fireworks outside. Jiang Li heard the sound, put down his pen and pushed Xiao Qiheng to the door, and saw that the night was lit by colorful fireworks.

Looking at the direction of the fireworks, the place where the fireworks were set off should be where the emperor had a banquet. It was a bit far from the Qinghe Hall, so the view was not complete.

Jiang Li looked at the fireworks exploding in the air and then scattered around. He was in a daze. He remembered the scene when Chi Fang pulled himself to the outskirts to set off fireworks.

Even though the other party is still by his side, after all, he no longer remembers the past between them, and he is the only one chasing after life.

Xiao Qiheng, who was next to him, noticed that something was wrong with him, and his immature face was lonely with age, as if he had lost something important.

Accustomed to Jiang Li's usual spirits and vigor, Xiao Qiheng found that he didn't like his expression.

"What are you thinking?" Xiao Qiheng asked aloud, trying to pull his mind back.

"Huh?" Jiang Li returned to his senses, met his gaze, and smiled, "No, it's just that the fireworks are so beautiful, so I'm fascinated for a while."

"Do you like it?"

"I like it." Jiang Li said softly, watching the gorgeousness falling and rising in the distance, "I like it very much."

But I prefer what you put for me.

Xiao Qiheng looked at him for a while, remembering the conversation between Cui Ya and Mother Zhou in the afternoon, thinking he was homesick, and asked, "Do you want to leave the palace?"

"Out of the palace?" Jiang Li didn't understand why he suddenly said this, "Why did you want to leave the palace?"

"Don't you want to go home?" Xiao Qiheng asked.

Jiang Li shook his head and said, "Minion's parents are no longer there. For Minion now, Qinghe Palace is my home, and Minion doesn't want to go anywhere."

Xiao Qiheng looked at him as if confirming the authenticity of his words. Jiang Li knew that because of his situation over the years, he did not trust others easily, so he squatted down, looked up at him slightly, and said with a serious expression: "Your Highness, Every sentence I say is true, maybe you don’t believe it, but as long as your Highness does not drive me away, I will be your Highness for the rest of my life, and I will never betray you."

He did not call himself a slave, but used "I". In the situation where the identities of the two are very different, this is actually disrespectful, but with this expression, it makes people feel like he is swearing with his life. .

Xiao Qiheng's eyes met him, and seeing the firmness in his eyes, he suddenly remembered the little line on the little lantern.

Xiao Qiheng's hand under the blanket on his knees clenched slightly into a fist. He slowly moved his eyes away, looked at a dim sky that had been restored in the distance, and said in a flat tone: "Remember what you said today."

Jiang Li smiled slightly and looked at him tenderly: "Yes, Your Highness."

At the same time, the system reminded: "Congratulations to the host, the male lead's favorability has increased by 10%, and the current favorability is 15%."

Because of this young body age, Jiang Li has never started to attack Xiao Qiheng, and now it has risen to 15%, which is nothing but a little favor from Xiao Qiheng after he put down his defenses, and has nothing to do with other feelings.

Jiang Li was not in a hurry, the real strategy must at least wait for this body to reach adulthood.

After massaging his legs for Xiao Qiheng, Jiang Li withdrew from the sleeping hall.

After this period of massage, the blood vessels in Xiao Qiheng's legs have been dredged, so the massage was reduced from one hour to half an hour.

After spending a whole day in the main hall, Jiang Li hadn't washed himself yet. He went back to the house and took the clothes and went to the bathroom. As soon as he took off his coat, he heard the system reminder: "The system is being upgraded...10%...25%... 40%...65%..."

upgrade?

Jiang Li remembered that the last time he was upgraded was when the little cutie was shut down in the black house in the last world. Now he was upgraded again, and he was worried that it was shut down again. He quickly asked, "Little cutie? Are you still there?!"

"...78%...90%...100%...The upgrade is complete."

"I'm here." The system replied aloud, "Thank the host for your concern. I'm fine. After the upgrade, the system runs much smoother."

"That's good." Jiang Li breathed a sigh of relief, and when he saw that he was okay, he was about to take off his pants. "Why did you suddenly update?"

"Because the host's points have increased, so I have followed to upgrade." The system said, calling out the game's virtual tablet, "I just detected that the items in the mall should be updated a lot after the system update. Do you check one time."

"Okay." Jiang Li stopped taking off his pants, pulled a stool to sit down, and started to open the mall.

The things in the mall have indeed increased a lot. When Jiang Li saw that several medicinal materials were useful for Xiao Qiheng, he exchanged his points with points, and also exchanged two wooden massagers to help each other massage.

Turning to the last page, Jiang Li's finger stopped on one of the objects.

"Return Yang Dan."

Jiang Li read the name of the item. This is a new item. What he noticed was not its name, but the high points he had exchanged. Almost all Jiang Li's current points were needed to redeem it.

"What the **** is so expensive." Jiang Li muttered to himself, clicking on the item to check its attributes.

[Item name] Huanyang Dan

[Item effect] Specially treats various symptoms of impotence, premature ejaculation, non-judgment, eunuch, eunuch, etc. One pill will return yang pill, and you will be really masculine! Let you restore the male body! Hard, tall and long-lasting! Not a dream! !

Jiang Li: "..." The introduction of this mall is as simple and rude as ever!

"Master host, this seems to be suitable for you." The system reminded in a low voice, "It's just a bit expensive."

"Can my egg be expensive?!" Jiang Li used points to redeem the yang pill without saying a word. The points can be earned again, but the egg is gone, he can't grow it! !

After the exchange, Jiang Li clicked to use the item. After using it for less than half a minute, he suddenly felt a little hot underneath, as if something had grown out. He reached out and touched it, and he touched his long-lost brother.

At this moment, Jiang Li had the urge to burst into tears. God knows that he has an indescribable feeling every time he goes to the bathroom and takes a bath these days.

System: "Congratulations to the host, do you have any thoughts about returning to being a man?"

With tears in his eyes, Jiang Li spit out a word: "A real man, there must be eggs."

system:"……"

Simple and rude makes sense, I can't refute it.