Your Majesty, he has a backache and brain fever

Thinking that the first sentence he yelled at Xia Xuhuai was actually the classic line of those dudes who provoke the protagonist in TV dramas, Xia Moshi wished he could give himself a big ear, making you lose your mind and endure it for so long at work Why are you so irritable today?

A puppet emperor shouted to the regent, "Do you not want to live anymore?" Who is more like the person who wants to die!Xia Moshi wanted to cry but had no tears, his heart suddenly felt cold, it was three points colder than the temperature in these nine cold days.

Afterwards, under Xia Moshi's repeated questioning, he got an answer that was roughly similar to his own guess. In short, this dynasty was not any dynasty he had seen in those official histories and unofficial histories. The regent indeed has many glorious deeds and a large number of supporters known throughout the country, and he, the puppet emperor, has also successfully created an extremely cowardly image in the hearts of thousands of subjects, and this impression is still deeply rooted.

It can be said that it doesn't matter if he calls himself sick or not, after all, he is just an insignificant decoration.What's more, in the eyes of some people, it would be better for him to be bedridden and die after being ill. In this way, Xia Xuhuai has the necessary and sufficient conditions for him to ascend the throne and proclaim himself emperor.

Thinking of this, Xia Mo instantly dispelled the idea of ​​enjoying a leisurely winter life and avoiding the limelight to prevent being exposed in front of others. He didn't want to die of illness quietly.

"Eunuch Hou, set up the imperial study room." There must be cards that should be there. Of course, the key point is to protect against wind and keep warm.

Xia Moshi ordered someone to dig out an ermine vest and wear it on his body, then picked up the thick cloak that Xia Xuhuai had neatly folded just now, tied a simple cross knot around his neck, and walked to the door Turning back again, he pointed to the mutton soup that was still exuding warmth and a plate of unknown but strangely good-looking pastries on the small table, "Bring me a food box for these two too." Putting it in, there is heavy snow, and it is just the right time to give it to the regent to warm his stomach."

After the order was finished, a fluffy but not bloated fur ball, supported by the palace people, boarded a step that was almost useless except for its good looks.The sedan chair, which was ventilated everywhere, moved forward slowly, and was carried step by step towards the independent small courtyard in the chilly spring.

After the sedan chair stopped, Xia Moshi glanced outside. How should I put it, the person who ordered the construction of this house didn't know whether to say that he was aloof or lonely, frugal or extravagant.

Because in his cognition, office buildings throughout the ages should be set up in the middle, occupying the C position.It turned out to be a good thing. They came to such a remote corner to build another palace. Not to mention that this palace was used for temporary review and selection of memorials, even if a few middle-ranking empresses were placed in it, it would be enough.

Xia Moshi couldn't help committing an occupational disease while walking and wanted to complain about the structure of the yard. The moment he was about to exit, he suddenly remembered the dangerous situation where he might die at any time, stopped the conversation in time, and then took it firmly The black lacquered and lacquered food box carried by the waiter beside him stepped into the yard without turning his eyes.

Along the way, through the red plums and white snow, Xia Moshi's free hand tightly pinched the cloak on his body, but it was still possible that ice crystals formed from snowflakes on the treetops and branches fell into his neck, which shocked him. Shaking three times, he quickened his pace.

"Brother Xu Huai, I brought you a bowl of hot mutton soup, come and eat something to drive away the cold after drinking the soup." Xia Xuhuai shook his hands when he heard Xia Moshi's gangster tone and unprecedented address. Lang Hao's hand trembled, and the ink from the tip of the pen dripped abruptly onto a playbook.

Xia Moshi saw that it was a bad dish, and he was eager to make a good show just now, forgetting that the regent might not like him very much, so he withdrew his hand holding the wooden box awkwardly: "Brother, don't look so scary Look at me, I didn't mean to."

Xia Xuhuai put down the pen and ink in his hand, put the invalid book on the left side, lifted his eyelids slightly, and said casually: "Your Majesty be careful, what an honor your status is, who in this world can call you brother and brother."

Xia Mo quickly explained: "Ai Qing is too modest." With your status, let alone calling me the eldest brother, you can even call me the uncle or the ancestor.

But the face of the Regent, who is two years older than himself before time-traveling and five years older than the current body, does not look better, and his brows are furrowed again, which makes Xia Moshi reflect again, he can't be disgusted Call him old yourself.

Until the eunuch Hou who was beside him came to untie his fur, he walked around in front of him half-hidden, lowered his head and reminded softly: "Your Majesty, the eldest prince has passed away for more than five years."

Only then did he realize that the original body's brothers had all died in the last round of battle for succession, and he suddenly called him his brother as if possessed by an evil spirit just now, and he called him the "big brother" who died the worst in the legend Damn, this cruel regent wouldn't think he was cursing him to die sooner or later!

The more Xia Moshi thought about it, the colder he broke out in Cen Cen, so he did something even more insane in his self-intimidation, which was quite familiar and bold enough to wrap his arms around Xia Xuhuai's neck, trying to wrap him Take it to the table aside.

There was supposed to be a relaxed atmosphere between the two brothers, but because of the damn height difference, Xia Moshi had to stand on tiptoe to barely maintain the same height as Xia Xuhuai, with no momentum and a little embarrassment.

The corners of Xia Xuhuai's mouth didn't move half an arc, but Xia Moshi sensed a smile in his always indifferent Danfeng eyes. While blushing, he also breathed a sigh of relief. Just be angry, it doesn't matter whether you lose face or not, it doesn't matter at all.

Xia Xuhuai looked coldly at the emperor who was younger than himself, busily busying himself as if possessed by an evil spirit, doing such things as serving tea and pouring water with ease, thinking to himself: this time he My temperament has changed drastically, but I have done all the things I have never done before. I don't know how I will react when I think about it in the future.I don't know if he knows the existence of that thing now.

Xia Xuhuai pretended not to see the eyes he frequently cast on the desk, and enjoyed the service of the king of a country with peace of mind. Of course, when he took the soup bowl, he pretended to be polite with a smile on his face, and then took the bowl with one hand , slowly stirring the soup ladle in the bowl with one hand, sucked half a mouthful of soup into his mouth but still said clearly: "Your Majesty is just right, here happens to be a few memorials that need to be reviewed by you personally." Stuffing a spoonful of side dishes into his mouth, he chewed very carefully, not caring about Xia Moshi's existence.

Xia Moshi didn't know why, but with the mentality of learning more about the situation in the DPRK and China, he flipped through the piled up hill, skipping the obscure words and sentences and some unfamiliar words. The font, it is roughly clear that I have been urged to marry.Xia Moshi was speechless. Gossip and marriage urging are eternal topics in the world, and they don't distinguish between men and women.

"Your Majesty has already passed the year of weak crown, but the harem is empty. If the late emperor knew about it, he would sigh with regret."

"Um, don't be in a hurry. My mother said when she was alive that when I was still young, she got a hexagram by chance from an eminent monk in the Huguo Temple, saying that it was my destiny that I should not be so early." Marry." He wasn't worried that Xia Xuhuai would know that he was making it up, anyway, the poor mother in the original body had long since passed away, and even if he made up nonsense, Xia Xuhuai would have no way of corroborating it.

He doesn't want to go to a place where there are many women. This kind of beauty, whoever wants it, will go. In short, he doesn't want it. He cherishes life and stays away from the daughter's cave.

The reason why he had such an awareness was that in modern times, he once went to a liberal arts class to find a good buddy of his own. He couldn’t remember why, but he knew very clearly that he happened to catch up with a good friend that day. The bloody, lively and chaotic annual scene of cheating, tearing up, breaking up and liquidating, even alarmed the principal, who almost made the rigid old principal paralyzed, which is really impressive.

Speaking of returning to this moment, Xia Xuhuai finally put down the jade bowl he was holding in his hand when he saw his attitude of avoiding marriage, and said, "Oh, is it Master Liyin? Quite good at it. Since Liaoyin said so, it would be rude for me to wait. It's a pity for Cao Guogong's beautiful and beautiful daughter!"

I don't know if it was his illusion, but Xia Moshi always felt that the second half of Xia Xuhuai's words seemed to be spoken through gritting his back molars, a veritable gnashing of teeth.He boldly guessed, could this Miss Cao's family be the regent's old friend, or could it be that Xia Xuhuai was afraid that the power of the prince's family would make him gradually lose his control as his wings grew stronger?

Xia Moshi couldn't help rejoicing, fortunately, he cleverly brought out that eminent monk who had never met before, didn't know his name, and didn't know if he was still alive in the world, and avoided this possible marriage, otherwise he was afraid that he would have to be with that monk. Ben fell to the ground and ended up like a book, so he became more and more determined to stay away from the world of gossip and try to save his own life.

Next, while Xia Moshi tried every means to obtain the information he wanted, he chatted and laughed leisurely with Xia Xuhuai at the same time. You came and went to each other all morning, and I felt like my face was going to be frozen with laughter. When I returned to the bedroom where I was resting, Xia Moshi Mo Shi slammed himself into the soft quilt on Longta, and didn't want to say a word.

Mad, interpersonal communication is really a labor-intensive task. I thought that I could sit on the throne and respond to everyone by dressing as an emperor, but it turned out that I was controlled by others, controlled by the regent like a puppet, and had to condescend To please him, what a blind and hopeless world this is!