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Chapter 16: The Reborn Prince of the Hou Mansion (16)

Xiao Liangzi recently felt that the emperor's whole body was surrounded by a low air pressure, and he became more cautious when doing things.

Nan Xian stood and reviewed the memorials without saying a word. This batch lasted half an hour. Xiao Liangzi offered tea thoughtfully, "Your Majesty needs to rest for a while. I will call a few maids in to give His Majesty a shoulder squeeze."

Before the emperor could respond, Xiao Liangzi tactfully stood aside and continued to wait for orders.

"Order people to pick up the imperial list for apprehending assassins, and post this imperial list," Nan Xian put down his hair.

Xiao Liangzi's heart trembled, he bowed his head and went forward to take the imperial list, guessing in his heart that the content of the imperial list must be about Concubine Shu and Xijin Proton, and sure enough, it was these two who offended His Majesty.

But at the gate of the city, when the imperial list was posted, Xiao Liangzi stared at the content inside for a moment.

The content in Huangbang is very simple - Yushanfang has newly launched a pastry, which is soft and chewy, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside.

Xiao Liangzi was taken aback, when did the imperial dining room release new cakes?

There is one thing that Xiao Liangzi guessed right, Nan Xian's mood during this period was indeed down to the valley.

The injured part was too difficult to talk about, and she couldn't ask Taiyi Wu to ask for a consultation and prescribe medicine, and she couldn't reach it, so she could only go back to Kunning Palace holding her breath every night, and let the instigator apply ointment to her.

Inside the Kunning Palace, the candles were flickering and the room was warmly lit.

Nan Xian applied good medicine to his buttocks, and commanded someone who was packing the bedding with a cold face: "Turn out the candle, dazzle your eyes, you can't fall asleep."

Si Xiao got up without saying a word and blew out the candles. In the quiet and dark room, the young man walked very lightly, covered himself with a brocade quilt, and lay down.

"This matter won't be left as it is." Suddenly, there was an aggrieved mutter in the empty and quiet inner hall, "You wait for me."

Si Xiao didn't take her threats to heart at all, but found it a little funny, grinning silently at the corner of his mouth: "Well, wait."

"Don't be too complacent, and don't look down on me too much."

Nan Xian felt that he was being despised, and his face was stained with an angry blush. After grinding his molars, he was angry with him: "You said earlier that you hated broken sleeves, I thought you were so straight, but I didn't expect Meng Lang to get up They are all ashamed of themselves.”

Thinking of something, in the darkness, the boy's breathing suddenly became chaotic.

Nan Xian didn't want to wait for his answer, so she turned her head away and lowered her voice: "Twisted melons are not sweet, when Xi Jin and Guo Shuyi are caught, I will find a chance to abolish you and give you freedom—"

"The Si clan was my greatest support when I ascended the throne. I will not touch the Marquis of Yongrong's mansion. I only think that your entry into the palace for Si Yao is a spectacle. When the curtain ends, you will be separated."

Hearing the word "discrete", the boy's heart suddenly seemed to be gouged out by a small knife, and he convulsed with pain for a short time.

Qixi sounded an alarm in Nanxian's mind: "Host, the target of the attack has been determined, and you can't stop halfway, otherwise you will be trapped in this world forever, and when the body in this world dies, you will die too."

"Am I the one who will give up?" Nan Xian's low voice suddenly became passionate in his mind: "This is called playing hard to get, knowing how to attack, and the art of war has a saying, retreat is advance."

Qixi said honestly: "I don't understand, but it makes sense, Yazi, I just detected that the villain actually has mood swings."

Nan Xian opened his almond eyes: "Can you still detect this?"

Qixi's plain mechanical voice became playful: "Yeah."

"Then can you detect how much Si Xiao likes me now?"

"Below 50."

"We can only detect when the target's favorability is higher than 50," Qixi explained.

Si Xiao's eyes were slightly closed, but he did not fall asleep. He kept paying attention to the movement on the bed, and the voice gradually became softer, and there was the sound of even breathing.

He quietly sat up and looked at the dragon couch. The orange curtain cast a hazy shadow on the figure inside. Si Xiao didn't move, just watched quietly, his fingertips sank into the palm of his hand and didn't feel any pain.

After a long time, the young man walked lightly to the side of the couch, and opened the curtain with his plain fingertips.

The medicine had just been applied, and the pajamas worn by the emperor were smooth and silky. His white calves were shining brightly outside, his face was facing down, his curled eyelashes were quietly attached to his lower eyelids, his cherry red lips were slightly opened and closed, and his sleeping face was peaceful and peaceful. Defenseless.

Si Xiao's eyes gradually darkened, and when he realized it, he had already reached out and brushed the broken hair from Nan Xian's forehead behind his ears.

"Master, why did your face change?"

Under the shade of the trees in the school grounds, the man in black enjoyed his food quietly, turning a deaf ear to the noisy voices.

"Master, is this a human skin mask on your face?"

"It's no wonder that the people from the Ministry of Punishment and the Wucheng Bingma Division couldn't catch Master. It turned out to be because of the human leather mask." Nan Xian stared straight at the man's "new face" with bright eyes.

The brown sugar glutinous rice cakes in the porcelain dish are reduced visible to the naked eye.

"Master, won't you get tired of eating so much at once?"

Nan Xian also liked to eat sweets in her previous life. This brown sugar glutinous rice cake is her special skill. She never thought that one day she would use it to coax a killer to teach her martial arts.

"The previous one, throw it away." Mu Xuan slowly licked the soup on his lips, and commented lightly: "Not bad."

The corners of Nan Xian's lips twitched immediately, and he didn't forget to take the opportunity to make a request: "As long as the master teaches me to be a martial arts master, I will definitely urge the imperial dining room to develop more new pastries to satisfy the master."

She can also make many kinds of desserts and delicacies.

Mu Xuan glanced lightly at the extremely courteous emperor with crooked smiles, and struck blankly: "Your roots are too weak, it's too late for you to learn martial arts, and it's hard to become a great weapon."

Nan Xian's smile froze, and his face collapsed.

Mu Xuan was stared at by her resentfully for a while, took a sip of scented tea, and continued: "Although it is difficult to become a master, but with diligence, it is still possible to become a second-rate master."

Nan Xian felt better, picked up the teapot and continued to serve scented tea with a smile: "I believe in Master."

"What do you want to learn this time?"

"Learn from scratch, swordsmanship and moves, as well as inner strength and mentality."

Mu Xuan lifted his eyelids slightly, glanced at her, took out two blue booklets from his arms and threw them on the stone table, his thin lips moved lightly: "Back".

Nan Xian held the two booklets as if he had found a treasure, and showed the perseverance he had when reciting Marx’s Mao Zedong Thought. After approving the memorial, he read it, read it while eating, read it before going to bed, and squatted down to read it. He even felt bored when he listened to the performance. It will also run through the content in your mind.

When Si Xiao came back from outside the palace and stepped into Kunning Palace, there was no surprise, it was cold and silent.

"Has the emperor been here in the past few days?" Si Xiao asked the maids cleaning the palace.

The palace maid suddenly heard the voice, she trembled in fright, and hurriedly replied: "Go back to empress, no, Eunuch Liang said that the emperor has been practicing martial arts in the school ground recently..."

"Stand back," Si Xiao frowned.

"Here."

Walking into the inner hall, it was empty.

Si Xiao felt that he hadn't seen the emperor for a long time.

In the past, Nan Xian always wandered in front of him, and he felt annoying, but when Nan Xian left, he felt that the whole Kunning Palace became quiet, and a subtle sense of restlessness rose in his heart.

Unknowingly walked outside the school grounds.

In the wide school grounds, the slender man was bound with stones that were several times thicker than his legs on his ankles, his back was slightly bent from exhaustion, and he trot around the biggest circle panting like a cow.

(End of this chapter)