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Mother Wen didn't understand, but Wen Xiangyi did. His pale lips trembled slightly. The young man's words pulled him back from the fear and regret of his impending death. It took him a long time to utter a word: "...Why?"

"because of you."

Because you are Wen Xiangyi, I asked for this grace.

He is the remnant of the Eighth Prince. How much trust must be placed in keeping him? Wen Xiangyi suddenly felt that this sentence was as heavy as a thousand pounds, pressing him so hard that he couldn't breathe.

He lowered his eyes to hide the embarrassment in his eyes, and his tears left a few dark spots on his indigo clothes. Suddenly, a white spot appeared in front of him. It was hard to see clearly through the water curtain, but he could guess that it was held by the young man. He blinked, and after looking clearly, he found that it was a piece of osmanthus cake.

Now that autumn has arrived, some early-blooming osmanthus flowers have been used to make pastries.

"Do you want to eat?"

"Eat." Wen Xiangyi opened his mouth and bit the piece of osmanthus cake. Some crumbs were left on the young man's palm, which he gently brushed off.

When Mother Wen saw the two people's natural movements, she knew in her heart that their relationship might not be simple, but she did not say anything.

"You eat too, to fill your stomach." Ling Si said to her.

"Oh, okay, thank you, my lord." Mother Wen had been hungry for a long time. She never thought that one day she would be able to benefit from her son.

There was a strange atmosphere in the carriage, and Ling Si was alone outside of it. Suddenly, a horse neigh broke the bubble surrounding the few people, and the carriage stopped.

The groom was from the Marquis's Mansion. He had heard the news of the Fifth Prince's succession to the throne. When he saw Qin Yu'an riding a tall horse and blocking the carriage, he quickly jumped off and knelt down to salute: "Your Highness."

The others also saluted.

Qin Yu'an stopped them, "No need to make such a big fuss."

The three people in the carriage heard the sound of people outside greeting. Mother Wen was about to lift the curtain, but Ling Si stopped her, "Just stay here."

Mother Wen could only watch him lift the curtain and leave, speechless.

"Mom, just listen to him."

Mother Wen glanced at Wen Xiangyi, who was so eager to follow him out of the carriage, and was in the mood to tease him, "You listen better than I do."

Wen Xiangyi folded his hands on his knees, and did not refute what his mother said. He opened his lips and then closed them, as if he didn't know what to say, and the tips of his ears were red as if bleeding.

"Your Majesty," Ling Si called out before Qin Yu'an could speak.

Qin Yu'an was silent for a moment, then suddenly said, "Did Bai Ri get hurt? Is your bow and arrow still working smoothly?"

Qin Yu'an gave him the bow and arrow passed down from generation to generation of emperors, and asked if it was easy to use. Should I say that humans are good at making money?

"No. I'm also good with the bow and arrow, thanks to you."

Qin Yu'an showed a little smile on his face, "That's good, we will talk again another day, Master...Marquis Yongchuan should take care of your rest."

Qin Yu'an was the second person who told him to take a rest. Did he look so tired?

After saying yes, Ling Si turned his gaze to Chu Wang, who always had a strong presence at the side, "General Chu."

"I came here to accompany His Majesty."

That would be none of his business. "Then I'll escort the prisoner first."

Chu Wang nodded and watched him leave.

Qin Yu'an jumped on his horse and headed towards the imperial city.

Wen Xiangyi and his mother were in two adjacent cells, separated from the Wen family. The jailers did not handcuff or shackle them like they did with other prisoners, and even the cell door was not locked. The chain of the padlock was loosely hanging on the rotten wood. Wen Xiangyi pushed the door lightly and it opened.

Mother Wen was stunned. Is there such a thing?

Afterwards, the jailer brought them some steaming food with white vapor rising from it. He did not communicate with them, but just quietly put it down and left.

Mother Wen was speechless, "...Son, tell me the truth, what is your relationship with Yongchuan Hou? I don't discriminate against gays."

The food in his palm was a combination of meat and vegetables, and it looked very good. Wen Xiangyi stuffed a bite into his mouth and began to think about what his mother had said. What was the relationship between him and Ling Si?

Friends? It doesn't seem so pure.

If Wen's mother hadn't asked him, he wouldn't even have thought clearly about how to define their relationship, and he would have lived in this confused and ambiguous way.

He considered his words and said, "Maybe it's because I like him."

He secretly denied it in his heart again - No, I love him.

This is very clear.

"What about him?" asked Wen's mother.

"I don't know." He could feel that there was something about him that attracted Ling Si, something that made Ling Si soft-hearted and treat him well. Perhaps it was his appearance, or maybe it was his soul. He could resonate with any inexplicable words Ling Si said to him. Maybe next time, he should find him faster.

"I don't know, why does he treat you like this..." Wen's mother couldn't describe it. Her action of handing the osmanthus cake to Wen Xiangyi just now was probably like coaxing a child, just like when Wen Xiangyi was crying when he was a child, she used malt sugar to coax him.

Very tolerant and peaceful.

The child had this kind of temperament, which made him feel that even if Wen Xiangyi made a mistake, he would be able to pull him aside, away from the conflict, and then help him solve it.

Considering Ling Si's age, it doesn't seem difficult to understand. Mother Wen has a guess: "He won't adopt you as his adopted son, will he?"

After all, she is a homosexual and will never have children in this life.

Wen Xiangyi didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Looking at the fragrant meal in front of him, he suddenly stopped feeling sad. "How is that possible?"

Mother Wen was about to say something, but was interrupted by Wen Xiangyi, "Hurry up and eat. It won't taste good if it gets cold. Don't think about it."

......

When the late emperor was buried, Concubine Chun fainted in the mourning hall due to excessive grief. Her already weak body became devastated and she died a few days later.

"She left the palace?" asked the Queen.

Qin Yu'an didn't want to hide it: "Well. Is there anything you want to accomplish?"

"The temporary palace in Jeju has been built, right?" The queen gently stroked the pink nail polish on her nails. After hearing the affirmative answer, she stared at the withered yellow leaves outside the palace in a trance. "I have been busy for most of my life, and I can only help you a little. That's it. I also want to leave the palace. If you need me in the future, you can send someone to find me."

"You are very capable, so maybe I can't help you much."

After the dust settled, I suddenly felt sad. Too many people were detained in the imperial city, Su Nian, Ling Si, Jiang Chen... They did not belong to this place, but were swept up in the imperial power and had no choice.

Qin Yu'an did not want to be the emperor, nor was he obsessed with power, but it was undeniable that only by becoming the number one person in the world could he avenge his old thoughts and tear apart those ugly faces.

Thinking of Qin Wen in the secret room, I haven’t visited him for several days. I hope he doesn’t die.

The queen glanced at the maid beside her, who helped her to stand up. Qin Yu'an bowed to her back and said, "I will issue an order immediately. Goodbye, mother."

The queen paused slightly, but continued walking away.

......

When he returned to Chengde Hall, Li Dequan saw him and came to greet him from a distance, "Your Majesty, the Marquis of Yongchuan pays his respects to you."

Qin Yu'an's expression changed slightly, "Where?"

Li Dequan saw the new emperor's happy face and almost lost his imperial dignity. He trotted and redefined the position of Yongchuan Hou in the emperor's heart. "I'm already waiting in the palace."

When he reached the palace gate, Qin Yu'an brushed off the non-existent dust and wrinkles on his body and gestured to Li Dequan behind him: "Is there anything wrong with me?"

Li Dequan smiled and said, "Your Majesty is handsome and dignified, there is nothing wrong with him."

Qin Yu'an took a few deep breaths and pushed the door open. The person on the couch saw him and stood up to greet him, but he held his arms and said, "Master, you can still treat me the same way as before. You can treat me as you want. I don't need to be polite."

Ling Si did not bother to be polite with him and went straight to the point: "Your Majesty, although the war situation in the north has eased, it is still tense. I would like to go to the border on my own initiative."

Li Dequan brought the brewed tea again. Qin Yu'an took it and froze in his action of pouring the tea when he heard it.

Thousands of words piled up in his heart. Qin Yu'an felt a lump in his throat and subconsciously wanted to refuse. However, when he met the young man's concerned eyes, he suddenly felt like being poured with a basin of cold water and sobered up. What was the difference between him and Qin Wen?

But, "Are you coming back? I... there are still many things I don't know."

Their eyes met, and the uneasiness and worry in Qin Yu'an's eyes made Ling Si soften his eyes, "I will be back. Defeat Di Yi and win the first battle for Yu'an since he ascended the throne."

Tears welled up in the young man's eyes, and he could hardly control himself. Regardless of his position as the emperor, he knelt down in front of Ling Si, hugged his waist tightly with his arms, and said in a trembling voice: "Master, I respect and love you, and I don't want you to take risks, but I can't and won't stop you. I will remember your kindness to me and will never forget it until I die."

Ling Si felt a little warmth in his abdomen, and hesitantly patted his shoulder. After a moment, a tear-stained face appeared in front of him. Qin Yu'an was very good-looking, with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, but even so, it did not affect his appearance. His dark eyes looked at him aggrievedly, which reminded Ling Si of someone.

——His and Rong Jun’s child.

The child was quiet at first, and only showed his vulnerable side when he was cared for. When he first arrived at the Ling family, he didn't even dare to eat more for fear of being kicked out.

Warm fingers fell on his face, and Qin Yu'an heard the young man's smiling voice in his ears. Then the young man's face suddenly enlarged, and a cool touch fell between his eyebrows.

The tears on his face were wiped away by the scholar's fingertips, "Don't cry, Yu An."

Qin Yu'an opened his mouth, his heart aching and about to explode. He threw himself into the young man's arms to hide his embarrassment, and said in a muffled voice: "Thank you, thank you so much..."

Although he was treated like a child, I am really grateful to him. Thank him for choosing me, training him, and pulling him out of the quagmire.

Qin Yu felt a gentle and casual touch on her back, and she slowly calmed down. Now facing Ling Si again, she felt a little embarrassed.

Ling Si lowered his gaze, his blue uniform was wet, he wiped it casually with a towel, Qin Yu'an also saw it, his ears were burning, "Master, it just so happens that the Ministry of Internal Affairs sent a batch of uniforms, you and I are similar in size, it's not appropriate to go out like this."

Ling Si glanced at him and said, "How can I wear your clothes?"

"There's nothing special about it, it's just a piece of clothing."

Ling Si guessed that Qin Yu'an was also worried that if he went out and was seen by others, it would affect his dignity as an emperor, so he did not refuse.

While changing clothes, Qin Yu'an consciously walked behind the screen. He heard the sound of clothes rubbing against each other, and he couldn't stop the thoughts in his mind. Before his body started sweating, Qin Yu'an drank a cup of cold tea.

Ling Si came out from behind the screen and thanked him.

The two chatted about some things in the court. Pei Ji escorted Jiang Nanxi out of the palace that day, and he asked about the Pei family's case.

Qin Yu'an said: "It has been investigated. It is true that Qin Wen was licentious and immoral. When he was halfway through the investigation, he found something and stopped investigating. Later, he was seriously ill and had limited energy. During the time when he was superintendent, he found out a lot of things."

"That's good."

Qin Yu'an asked tentatively: "How do you plan to deal with Pei Ji?"

"You still want him?" Ling Si asked back.

"No, I'm just curious."

Ling Si took a sip of tea, and his lips were stained with water, which made him feel a little itchy. He licked his lips and said, "Let him go wherever he needs to go. I have given him everything I can give him. His revenge has been avenged. When the time comes, it is not my business where he wants to go."

Judging from Ling Si's expression, it didn't seem like he was interested in Pei Ji. Since he didn't plan to stay with him, he felt relieved.

"I have a question, but I don't know if I should ask it, for fear of offending you."

"You ask."

Qin Yuan pretended to be casual, "I heard that you married the Prince of Yongning County just to cover up your affair, but now it's over, what are you going to do?"

"No," Ling Si's tone was surprisingly serious, "I'm not acting, this is real."

"Do you love him?" Qin Yu'an asked him almost anxiously.

"Yes, I love him."

The words were not as difficult to say as Ling Si had imagined. After the emotional code that was carried by them was removed, Ling Si felt more and more that Jiang Chen was important to him. He didn't know if it was love, or if it should be classified as some kind of human emotion. Maybe it was more like a relative he hadn't seen for a long time, so he planned to find him to get confirmation.

Qin Yu'an was speechless. If Ling Si showed any hesitation, he would have a chance to make a breakthrough. He would try every means to separate the two of them, but Ling Si was very determined. All his ideas turned into bubbles. There was no point in asking anything more at this time.

He opened his mouth, but could not utter any words of blessing. He could only murmur: "Very good, very good..."

"Since there is nothing else, I will take my leave first."

Qin Yu'an grabbed his wrist, but suddenly felt it was inappropriate, so he let go and just held his fingertips lightly. He asked, "Master, will you come back to the capital for me one day?"

Ling Si inexplicably felt that he needed a hug, but this atmosphere made him feel that something was wrong, so he gave up. But he still nodded: "Yes, because you are equally important to me."

Qin Yu'an looked at him in a daze. Could he be as important as Jiang Chen?

......

On the way back home, there was a slight noise from the side of the carriage that only he could hear.

He opened the curtain and looked outside the car, but there were no suspicious people.

Suddenly there was a person behind him. Ling Si frowned and sat back in his seat. "Why are you here?"

The man changed back into normal clothes. He finally didn't have to wear the black dark guard uniform anymore. He was a little uncomfortable. The sudden freedom made him not know how to resume his previous life. He simply went for a walk on the street. When he was walking through an alley, he happened to see the carriage of the Marquis' Mansion. He didn't forget his previous skills and sneaked up.

"My Lord, do you not welcome me? I am so sad. I just sent your sister back home a few days ago, and today your Lordship has changed his attitude. He changes even faster than that unfaithful man."

The man was thick-skinned. He had been a secret guard for several years but his frivolous and talkative nature had not changed. He had been restrained by his family feud, but now that he was free from his restraints, he was even more reckless. Ling Si still remembered what he had done in the hunting grounds. His temper was incredibly bad.