The return of the late emperor

It took a lot of effort for Min Ke to get some hot water out of the kitchen, he cleaned it casually, and then found a wooden bucket to fill it with hot water and was ready to carry it back to Xiao Jiu's room.

If he was in good health, it would be effortless, but now he is staggering when he walks with this small wooden barrel. He has only taken seven or eight steps, and there is only half of the water in the barrel.Seeing this, he finally felt something was wrong, stopped, put down the wooden bucket, frowned and thought for a while, and Min Ke was about to simply carry most of the water back to the room.

When he raised his head, he saw Xiao Jiu leaning against the gate, he didn't know when he came, and he saw some scenes.

Min Ke recalled how he was in a hurry to add firewood to the fire just now, and he was in a panic when he carried the bucket. He didn't know how this person would seize the opportunity to make a joke, and wanted to make a few words of defense, but felt that it seemed that this was not in line with him. With his usual unrestrained image, he lowered his head and struggled to figure out how to speak, but he heard movement beside him.

He looked up, but saw Xiao Jiu silently lifted the wooden bucket from beside him, walked back to the stove to refill the water, then carried the wooden bucket again, and returned to him: "Go back to the room, your clothes Wet." The tone was very gentle, but after saying that, he walked straight out of the kitchen door.

In fact, Xiao Jiu's heart was very restless at this time. When he just woke up, Qu Da coughed frequently. At first he thought it was a cold, but later Qu Da stopped coughing a lot, so he didn't care much. He didn't expect that this person is so weak now To the point where even carrying a bucket of water is laborious, there must be something hidden in it, since he didn't mention it, he can only pretend not to know.

But secretly guessing in her heart that Yaomo is related to Qu Dana's husband again, Xiao Jiu shook her head, sighed lightly, and then laughed at herself: "He has nothing to do with you, don't mind his own business, after two years, we will each go our own way."

Because both of them are very tired today, and it's getting late, even though there are other guest rooms, they don't bother to make room for another room, so the two of them are going to take the same room first, anyway, they are used to it along the way It's over, there's nothing to be embarrassed about. After washing up, the two of them rested.

At this time and here, someone was just sleeping, but in the nine-fold deep palace wall, there was someone who made incense with his bare hands, and copied Buddhist scriptures over and over again to pray for others.

The Fengwu Palace, which could only be lived in by the emperors of the Yuan Dynasty, was not vacant to wait for its next owner. The eldest grandson Qiyi still lived here. Having said that, getting along with that person in the dream is like getting along with him in life.

He waited for that person to fall asleep for a long time, but it has been a year since he was younger, and that person always refused to come to see him, and the eldest grandson Qiyi even felt a little bit resentful. Come to see him, not even once.

He was destined to be that person's Yuanjun from birth, and everyone praised that person in front of him for how a young man he is, and how talented he is for an emperor.

It's so easy to fall in love with someone, you can even rely on a few words from the people around you.

That romantic boy walked into Changsun Qiyi's heart so lightly, he married with joy, he even thought that the man liked him as much as he liked him, thinking of the young couples in the royal family who loved each other Xiangyi, with deep affection, must be another story of the emperor and empress through the ages.

He thought a lot, but he didn't expect that Min Ke never paid attention to him at all. His elders taught him piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and taught him how to set an example in the harem as Yuan Jun, but they didn't teach him how to compete with his own. When getting along with husband and lord, he originally thought that it would be quite easy for them to treat each other with the same respect as their father and father.

But I didn't expect that there was only respect between him and that person.

Changsun Qiyi originally thought that maybe the love of the emperor is like this, and the long flow of water is also good. After all, they will be together for a lifetime, and they will be buried together after a hundred years. Their names will also be listed side by side in the history books.

But when Ren Ming appeared, that person became so different, how could love be plain, that person was crazy to want to integrate Ren Ming into his own flesh and blood.

So he didn't fight or grab, just wanted to wait for that person to turn around, but this dream was finally shattered.

Inside and outside the court, the situation has changed several times. It is impossible for Changsun Qiyi to sit idly by. After Ren Ming came to spy on him, he is also clear about those little moves.

He is not surprised that Ren Ming would know about Dragon and Phoenix Shuang Ling, even if it is a secret, someone with a heart will know about it eventually.He even knew that Ren Ming had entrusted Wuming Pavilion to the Emperor's Mausoleum to retrieve the object, but how could Ren Ming know that he had exhausted all means, and what he got was only a fake Dragon and Phoenix Order.

Sun Qiyi doesn't want to care about these bad things, and he doesn't care if Ren Ming has other small ideas, but he can't turn a blind eye if he is even more out of line. The surname cannot be Ren. After a hundred years, only his eldest grandson, Qiyi, is eligible to be buried with that person.

Changsun Qiyi just sat upright and copied Buddhist scriptures all night, and the incense candles in Fengwu Palace wept all night, as if it was a very normal scene.

The night faded, and the dawn came again in a blink of an eye.

Min Ke was a light sleeper and woke up early, but Xiao Jiu was still in a dream. He was afraid of waking Xiao Jiu up, so he just stared at the bed curtain in a daze.

There are still two years, neither long nor short, and it is enough for him to arrange everything.If he was not mistaken, the Qu family will come tomorrow, and everything will go smoothly according to his plan, but Min Ke just feels empty in his heart, and since arriving in the imperial capital yesterday, this feeling has become more and more serious.

Mingke recited the names of those people over and over again in his mind, and recalled those things over and over again, only to find that he really owed a lot to people, and he had to pay it off slowly first.

He gently turned his head to look at Xiao Jiu, and stretched out his fingers unconsciously across the air to draw Xiao Jiu's eyebrows. Xiao Jiu's current face was modified with special herbs just like his own, but this person himself do not know.

A year ago, the box he took from the ruined temple was filled with all kinds of precious medicines left by a master of medicine in the rivers and lakes that he obtained by accident many years ago.

Although it was to prevent people from the imperial capital from recognizing Xiao Jiu, when Ming Ke modified Xiao Jiu's face, he didn't intentionally make it look ordinary like he was playing with himself, but slightly adjusted it, covered up his breasts, changed his style, and changed the style of the face. The resolute and stern eyebrows softened. In his heart, Xiao Jiu was still the boy of yesterday. He shouldn't have forced him to go to the border so cruelly.

Now, he does regret it.

I don't know if he felt someone staring at him, Xiao Jiu's long eyelashes like butterfly wings trembled slightly, and he must be about to wake up.

Min Ke withdrew his hand, and was about to close his eyes and pretend to sleep, but he heard a rapid knock on the door far away from the guest room. Although he is sick and weak now, after all, his internal strength is still there. It should be someone from the Qu family, but who is it?Who knew there were people living here again?