How to survive as a villain through time travel

Usually Hongxiu would stand by the bed and wait for him to fall asleep before leaving, but now there was no sound of breathing beside Xiao Yuan, he was sleeping, no, sleeping.

After counting sheep, memorizing math formulas, and reading English speeches, etc., all failed to arouse any drowsiness in him, Xiao Yu'an turned over and got up, no longer standing up.

He thought for a few seconds before flipping out the window.

The window guard was a young man who had just been selected as a bodyguard. When he saw the emperor not sleeping in the middle of the night, he suddenly turned out of the window.

Xiao Yu'an was wearing a white undershirt, with loose long hair, grinning at the young guard, revealing a mouthful of white teeth: "This friend!"

The little guard rolled his eyes, and saw his deceased grandfather calling his baby name across a river full of flowers from the other side.

Xiao Yu appeased his palm: "Wonderful! The battle is neat, concise and easy to understand, it hits the soul directly, let me say a few more words."

The little guard was flattered by the compliment: "Be more careful, it's more like a scallion pancake."

Xiao Yu'an asked: "Are you hungry?"

Xiao Yu'an pinched the little guard awake, and the little guard panicked: "Your Majesty, what, what..."

"Can't sleep, come out and recite poems, enjoy the flowers and the moon." Xiao Yu'an waved his hands, small scene, don't panic, "My friend, can you compose poems? Come, come and sing a poem facing the eternal bright moon."

The little guard was so frightened that he gave up thinking, frowned and said for a long time, "The moon is round and round, like a big jade plate."

"Go find someone to talk about life with."

Xiao Yu'an walked towards the entrance of the main hall, stood far away, did not see Yan Heqing's figure, so he quietly walked to the second room.

There were no patrols around the second room where the servants and guards lived, Xiao Yu'an swaggered to the door of Yan Heqing's wing, raised his hand to knock and then stopped.

The little guard rubbed his stomach and nodded, suddenly realized what he was doing, terrified, and suddenly knelt down and kowtowed: "Your Majesty, my humble minister is talking nonsense and being lazy, please punish me!!"

Xiao Yu'an didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Get up, go and eat something."

"Where are you going, Your Majesty?" The little guard looked up and saw Xiao Yu'an walking out leisurely.

Xiao Yu'an rubbed his arms, suddenly there was the sound of the door opening behind him, Xiao Yu'an turned around and grinned at the person who opened the door: "Why are you still awake?"

"I went on patrol in the middle of the night and just came back." Yan Heqing took off his outer robe and wrapped it tightly around Xiao Yu'an, "What's wrong? What happened?"

"It's nothing serious." Xiao Yu'an followed Yan Heqing into the house, the light in the room was dim, except for the bright moonlight outside, only a flickering candle was burning on the table, "I can't sleep."

It was so late, Yan Heqing must have fallen asleep.

Xiao Yu'an withdrew his hand resentfully, turned around to leave, he was only wearing a thin undershirt, when the cold wind blew at night, he shivered and sneezed.

It was so cold, so I hurried back.

"I'm really sick." Xiao Yu'an repeated with a smile, "I can't sleep without the sound of breathing around me, I need someone to accompany me."

Yan Heqing stood silently, his eyes hidden in the darkness, and asked for a while, "Then how did you fall asleep before?"

For some reason, Xiao Yu'an always felt that Yan Heqing's tone was not kind: "Hongxiu will wait for me to fall asleep by the bed before leaving. Today, Hongxiu is out of the palace, so I won't be able to sleep."

"Can't sleep?" Yan Heqing closed the door.

"Yes, I'm sick."

"..."

"Huh? Is it okay?" Xiao Yu'an was still reserved, but he had already taken off his coat and lay down on the bed.

After all, insomnia is really hard.

Yan He picked up the candle lamp in one hand, and began to set up tables and wooden benches without saying a word.

Yan Heqing calmed down and said, "When will she return to the palace?"

"tomorrow."

"Then you can rest at my place tonight."

"It's ok."

"It doesn't matter, Yan Heqing, you are the only one in this world who knows that I am not the emperor, you are the only one who can treat me as an ordinary person, and still do all kinds of things with me. You can either sleep on the table or sleep together on the couch, you choose."

Yan Heqing raised his head and looked at Xiao Yu'an. After a long time, Yan Heqing got up slowly, walked to the bed and lowered his head to stare: "Are you sure?"

"What are you doing?" Xiao Yu'an asked inexplicably, wrapped in a quilt.

"I'll sleep here." Yan Heqing tightened his clothes and was about to lie down on the table.

Xiao Yu'an lifted the quilt: "Come here, sleep on the couch, I'll sleep there."

"Do you really want to know?"

"You know me well, but I don't know anything about you."

Xiao Yu'an didn't expect that Yan Heqing would care about this. Thinking about it in another place, it seemed really uncomfortable, so he thought about his words and said, "I am an illegitimate child. After my mother was abandoned by my father, she took me and my mother with me. My younger brother lived a very difficult life. When I was a child, I was in poor health and was always sick. I often woke up from nightmares and cried out of breath, so my mother always slept with me. She told me, don’t I'm afraid, when you hear my breathing, you know that I'm by your side, and then..."

"Come up." Xiao Yu'an shrank back into the bed to make room for Yan Heqing.

Yan Heqing took off his coat and lay down on the couch. The attendant's bed was as big as it could be, so two big men could only sleep sideways when they were squeezed together.

Xiao Yu'an pressed against the wall tightly, listened to the sound of breathing beside him, closed his eyes safely, and suddenly heard Yan Heqing's voice: "Why do you have this disease?"

Yan Heqing was silent for a long time, stretched out his arms to embrace Xiao Yu'an, and patted his back.

The sudden comfort made Xiao Yu'an stunned, he twisted his body a little embarrassedly: "It's okay, it's been a long time, and I didn't make my father, who is inferior to a human animal, feel better."

"Well, go to sleep." Yan Heqing said.

Xiao Yu'an suddenly paused, and continued after a long time: "Later, when I was six years old, I woke up in the middle of the night and habitually listened to her breathing, but found that I couldn't hear anything. That night, she committed suicide by taking sleeping pills."

"Do you know what is the most ridiculous thing?" Xiao Yu'an turned over and looked at Yan Heqing. In the darkness, his eyes were clear and bright, like anger, not anger, hatred, not hatred, more like wanton self-mockery, Straight into my heart, "The day after my mother died, my so-called father came to her, because after his wife found out about his messing around outside, his wife broke his life Son, he couldn't produce seeds, so he thought of my mother, me and my brother."

"But because my brother was born with a disabled leg, he didn't want my brother. My brother and I were separated abruptly by him. Later, after I took revenge on my father for my mother, when I went back to find my brother, I found that he had mental problems. He thought I left him on my own initiative, he was manic and world-weary and wanted me to die all the time..." Xiao Yu'an's eyes dimmed, and he continued softly, "I took care of him for the rest of my life, but unfortunately in the end, he still hated me very much."

Just as Yan Heqing was about to speak, Xiao Yu'an suddenly covered his mouth. Xiao Yu'an covered Yan Heqing's lips with one hand, and put his index finger between his lips with the other hand, and said softly, "Hush, listen."

As if venting a nameless grievance, Xiao Yu'an just closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

In the early morning of the second day, the sun was light and the air was cool. Yan Heqing opened his eyes and found that Xiao Yu'an had already woken up. He half propped himself up, with blue hair hanging from his shoulders to his waist, and a warm smile in his eyes and mouth.

"Nice dream."

Yan Heqing listened with bated breath, and heard a few melodious birdsong, clear and clear, like a loud song, piercing through the clouds, Yan Heqing saw Xiao Yu'an laughing at himself, Mo Ran's eyes were captivating, he said.

"Crying eagles and dancing swallows, spring is here."