After offending all the princes

Xuan He first greeted Black Chess, then fed it bean cakes, spent nearly a quarter of an hour communicating with it, but when it was time to mount the horse, Black Chess did not cooperate.

This time, no matter how much Xuanhe touched its head, it didn't work. He was a little annoyed, and secretly thought that this horse was indeed raised by Xie Chun, and had the same dog temper as him.

Xuanhe glanced at Xie Chun, and Xie Chun called out: "Black chess."

He raised his hand, and Heiqi took the initiative to rub his palm.

Xuanhe didn't know how the two of them communicated, Xie Chun didn't speak the whole time, but he looked tender and affectionate.

When Xuanhe got on the horse again, Hei Qi became much more peaceful. Xie Chun took the reins and helped him get on the horse.

Heiqi looked back, as if wondering why Xie Chun didn't go up, Xie Chun took the reins and walked forward.

There are too many people who have led the horse for Xuanhe to see. Among the people who led the horse, Xie Chun's status is not the highest. When he was learning how to ride when he was young, the emperor himself led the horse and took him for a few times.

But the feeling now is still very strange. Needless to say, it is a difference of status to lead the horse for him. The emperor taught his own children how to ride because of his bite. What about Xie Chun?

On the way out of the palace, I met many people. I saw King Baojun sitting on King Yan's horse, and King Yan was leading the horse for him in front.

Is this the king of Baojun humiliating others?

But King Yan's expression really didn't look like he was unwilling.

Xuanhe looked at the person walking in front, and for some reason, Jiang Dawei's voice echoed in his mind.

"You carry the burden, I lead the horse..."

It's just that he is riding a dark horse now, if it is Brother Yu, it will be more appropriate.He laughed after thinking about it, Xie Chun didn't know what he was laughing at, and looked back at him.

He didn't ask what Xuanhe was laughing at, but Xuanhe said it himself.

Xie Chun led the horse, and the black chess walked very steadily. He hugged the black chess by the neck and leaned down slightly, "Aren't you wondering why I'm laughing?"

Xie Chun relaxed his posture, not only walked forward slowly, but also followed him and asked, "What are you laughing at?"

"where is the road!"

If others heard this sentence inexplicably, they might think about it, or at least feel a little bit emotional, but Xie Chun is not an ordinary person, so he doesn't think about it if he doesn't know it.

As long as Ah He is happy.

Although there were horses, they walked at a walking speed. After walking for a long time without leaving the imperial city, Xuanhe became a little impatient.

Xie Chun doesn't know how to talk to him, and he's boring riding a horse, okay?

He yawned, and Xie Chun stopped.

Before Xuanhe could react, he had already got on his horse and sat behind him.

Xie Chun's hands passed under Xuan He's arms, one hand was around his waist, and the other was holding the rein.

As soon as he got on the horse, Black Chess seemed to get excited, and his speed became much faster, even with two men on his back, it couldn't affect it.

He happily ran out of the imperial city all the way.

Xuanhe was originally sitting on the horse, and it was a bit cold from the wind. Xie Chun got on the horse, and there was someone behind him, and the surrounding seemed to be much warmer, so he turned a blind eye to the hand on his waist.

Being two grown men on the saddle is actually a bit crowded, Xuan He was already leaning forward, if he sat upright, he would only be more tired, so after a while, he leaned back as if he had no bones.

Xie Chun hugged him tightly, breathing lightly.

Xuanhe didn't say anything, but Xie Chun knew which wonton he was going to eat, so he walked eastward with the black chess, walked out of the city gate for a while, and he dismounted and led the black chess again when he reached a crowded place.

Everyone who met them in the palace knew their identities, and they seemed a little afraid, but the people in the capital did not.

This horse is so beautiful that people can't help but look at it more. The person on the horse is even more beautiful. If you look carefully, isn't this the King of Baojun?

Xuanhe is a frequent visitor on this street, everyone knows his temperament, they greet him one after another, calling him the prince of the county, Xuanhe also nodded to them.

After walking for a while, the wonton shop was in front of us. Xuanhe saw a man leading a donkey in front of him, and a woman was sitting on the donkey's back.

They stopped in front of a stall selling shortbread, and the boss handed the shortbread to the man while greeting him: "Are you here to pick up your wife again?"

The man handed over the money in his hand, and when he heard this, he turned his head and looked at his wife with a silly smile.

Xuanhe has always had a good impression of this kind of loving couple. Xie Chun stopped, but he was not in a hurry. He just sat on the horse and watched, and felt something was wrong.

The donkey, the man leading the donkey, the wife on the donkey's back.

Black chess, Xie Chun holding the black chess, and him on the back of the black chess.

Xie Chun happened to look back at him, but he stared back at him, and asked him fiercely: "What are you looking at?!"

Xie Chun shook his head and turned back.

The owner of the wonton shop was more acquainted with him than others. When Xuan He sat down to eat wontons for the first time, he was a little surprised and a little apprehensive, but now he was able to greet him very naturally.

Because Xuanhe would come here occasionally, the boss specially prepared a bowl for him. Naturally, this bowl is not as exquisite as the porcelain in the Wangfu, but it also cost him a tael of silver, which is really not a small sum.

The boss cherishes this bowl very much, carefully hides it, cleans it every day, and only takes it out to entertain him when Xuanhe visits.

Now that Xuanhe had arrived, he took out the bowl. Naturally, the people in the city had never learned the rules of the palace, and the so-called salute was nothing more than asking: "The prince is well."

Xuanhe said, "You are also good."

The old class wiped the dust-free table for them: "Why don't you see little brother Baili today."

Bailihui himself would also come here to eat wontons, so the boss knew him better and knew that he was Xuanhe's guard, so he asked this question.

He regarded Xie Chun as the new bodyguard.

Xuan and Mi did not mention Bailihui, but pointed to Xie Chun and said, "This is my seventh brother."

Ordinary people are basically terrified when they see princes and nobles, so Xuanhe doesn't talk about King Yan, but only Seventh Brother.

When he said this, the boss really didn't guess Xie Chun's identity, and only thought that this was a relative of the county prince, who was the seventh son of some mansion.

"This Seventh Young Master, do you want to put some shallots?"

Xie Chun didn't know how long he hadn't heard him call Seventh Brother, even though he wasn't shouting at him, it was enough to remind him, he couldn't care less about what the boss said, and only looked at Xuanhe.

Xuan He didn't think about it so much when he said it, but when he saw it, he realized it. He was a little uncomfortable, his brows gathered together, and he preemptively said, "I'm asking you something, why are you in a daze."

Xie Chun's voice was lower than usual: "...don't let go."

When the boss understood the question, he went to cook wontons for them, but Xuanhe realized later: "When will you stop eating green onions?"

Xie Chun stopped talking.

What can't be said about this?baffling.

Xuan He took the initiative to find something to say, and the words he threw out seemed to disappear, and he didn't bother to talk to people anymore.

Fortunately, the wontons were served soon.

Eating a bowl of wontons with soup in winter will make you feel warm and comfortable.

Xuan He sighed, and remembered that there was a rice cake shop on North Street. The proprietress was a widow who had been running the business by herself for more than twenty years.

Xie Chun took him to buy rice cakes.

After holding it in his hand, Xuan He felt that the cake was not as delicious as he had imagined, so he took a pack of cake wrapped in oil paper back to the house.

They got along relatively well along the way, and Xuanhe planned to find an opportunity to find out Xie Chun's attitude towards the little emperor's grandson later.

The servants of King Yan's Mansion saw the prince and the county king riding back together, and when they reached the gate, he dismounted by himself and did not hand over the reins to the servants, but just led the black chess into the mansion.

Xuanhe was originally sitting on the horse, but suddenly he remembered that Brother Jiayu was still in Xie Chun's residence, and the stables were with Heiqi.If Brother Yu saw him riding it outside, his "rival" would make a fuss.

It didn't occur to him for a moment that Xie Chun wanted to send him back to the yard directly instead of going to the stables, so he hurriedly told him to stop.

He got off the horse by himself, and said, "I'll go see Brother Yu."

It happens that the rice cakes in hand can also feed it a little.

Brother Yu sniffed him, and Xuan He quickly fed the cake with his hand, then patted its head, touched its ears, and talked to it softly.

Brother Yu was really tricked by the sugar-coated cannonball, chewing on the rice cakes that Xuanhe handed over.

When people came from the palace, Xuan He was about to feed the last piece, it was someone sent by the imperial concubine, seeing them, he didn't even greet them, and said directly: "Your Majesty was assassinated, the empress asked the little one to inform His Highness Wei Wei."

The rice cake in Xuanhe's hand fell to the ground, Brother Yu felt aggrieved and raised his head against him, but Xuanhe couldn't take care of it, only felt that his eyes were dark, his legs were weak, and he was a little unsteady.

Xie Chun walked over in two steps, grabbed his arm, Xuan He's voice was trembling, and he grabbed him and asked, "Say it again?"

The messenger was about to say that Xuanhe let go again, so he stopped wasting time and went to untie brother Yu's rein, but he couldn't untie it no matter what.

Xie Chun held his hand from behind: "I'll do it."

He just untied the rein, and instead of handing it over to Xuanhe, he said, "Now you can't enter the palace."

The emperor was assassinated, the palace must be heavily guarded, and it was already time lag for the imperial concubine to call someone out to spread the word.

The Zhou family has already collapsed. With the noble concubine's wrist, it is definitely not the queen mother who controls the palace now. There is no need to worry about this, as long as the emperor is fine...

Xie Chun failed to persuade Xuanhe, so he accompanied him into the palace, but he was stopped.

The imperial concubine can ask the guard to seal the palace, but she can't ask him to let Xuanhe in, they can only wait outside now.

Xuanhe stood at the gate of the palace, looking at the majestic palace wall and the heavy gate, a little confused, is he too greedy?

Last winter, he remembered everything and used Qiu Lao to snatch back the emperor's life. Was it only one year?

In front of the palace gate was an empty square without any shelter. The north wind howled past, Xuanhe shuddered, and muttered to himself: "I'm too greedy."

Originally, Xie Chun was already the best choice.

Xie Chun will definitely protect his life, but he still wants more, he wants the little emperor to succeed him, and he wants to be a happy uncle based on his seniority.

The emperor really agreed with him to start doing this, but now...

Is it because the plot cannot be changed?

He knew he was wrong, he didn't want so much, he only wanted daddy to be good.

Xuanhe seemed to have grasped the key, he grabbed Xie Chun, his eyes burst out with hope, and he prayed that he didn't know, but maybe it was Xie Chun's calmness that affected him, and he didn't say it out of his mouth Side words.

He shook his head to himself, no, he couldn't say.

Even if Xie Chun is the protagonist, he is not in charge of this world, so what's the point of telling him?

It was the first time Xie Chun saw Xuanhe like this, he was flustered and at a loss, even in the small courtyard that day he was never like this.

He slowed down his tone as much as possible, and comforted awkwardly: "It will be fine."

He never said useless words, but this sentence is obviously useless, whether it is about the current situation or Xuanhe's emotions.

It really is useless.

Xuan He thought of something, let go of Xie Chun, and got on his horse.

Xuanhe is going to find Mr. Qiu, if he can save the first time, he will definitely be able to save the second time.

On the way, he hugged Xie Chun by the waist, and Xie Chun held him tightly in his arms: "The imperial palace can't be concealed from others. If you look like this, tomorrow the whole capital will know that the accident is father."

Xuanhe calmed down a bit, Xie Chun slowed down a little, and said as many words as possible to coax him: "You can think of concubines and empresses, you are doing well now, just let her feel at ease."

Xuan He seemed to have calmed down completely, nodded: "I'm not going, let me go."

Xie Chun let him go as he said.

But as soon as he let go, Xuan He took the initiative to plunge into his arms again, hugging his waist, pillowing his shoulders, tilting his head and looking up at him, with a soft voice: "Xie Chun, I want to go in."

But this time, Xie Chun shook his head.