Chapter 68

Cheng Yi watched Xie Qi fall headfirst to the ground. He wanted to fly to the ground but was limited by time, so he could only glare at Xiao Che who was standing beside him.

"Do you know what you are doing? If something happens to this person, the prime minister will not let you go if something happens in the palace." He lifted Xie Qi who was unconscious on the ground with one hand, and frowned to find out breath.

"It's just fascination/illusion, it won't be fatal." Xiao Che turned his head to look at Cheng Yi, who breathed a sigh of relief after Xie Qi's breath. On the face, it gives people an illusion that the years are quiet and beautiful.

If Cheng Yi's action of helping Xie Qi up was not so gentle.

The indifferent tone made people feel resentful. Cheng Yi put Xie Qi, who was already unconscious, on the small bed next to him and settled down. He straightened his back and said, "I remember today is the day when Xuanwei was handed over. Even if you have any unpleasantness with His Majesty, you can delay the time or use excuses to shirk it, or even break up with each other, how can you get to the point of being addicted to hallucinations?"

From nowhere, Xiao Che took out a dagger that was less than a foot thick, and played it repeatedly in his hand, with a relaxed expression, without the slightest illusion that he had just murdered the king of a country.

After a while, he didn't laugh until he noticed that Cheng Yi's eyes were getting hotter and hotter; "Because... this one has suspected the prime minister. It doesn't really matter who Xuanwei belongs to. The prime minister has saved me for many years, and has been sincere with me all these years." Wait, I will definitely do my best to keep him safe," his eyes wandered aimlessly, full of indifference; "as long as the goal is achieved, the means used and my own outcome are not worth caring about."

Cheng Yi was suffocated, and his mood was difficult to understand for a while.

It's like lying with an irregular bag beside you, and the only person around who can be called a companion is an out-and-out lunatic, telling you with a smile that he is already ready to die together.

"How did you know that His Majesty suspected the Prime Minister? It is better to report this matter to the Prime Minister before making a judgment. Don't make decisions on your own." He frowned and said, glanced at the short dagger that Xiao Che couldn't help playing with in his hand. Unable to restrain himself, he touched the weapon at his waist.

In terms of skill, Xiao Che was much better than him, and in terms of cruelty, he was far behind.

If he really wants to do something, he can at most delay a little time, but he can't hinder the development of things.

As expected, Xiao Che smirked; "Prime Minister has been fascinated by the little emperor for the past few months, and the time we get along is getting longer and longer. Why should I make fun of myself?"

He was born beautiful, so the corners of his lips curled up mockingly, but there was an indescribable charm that made people unable to move their eyes away.

It took Cheng Yi a long time to calm down his turbulent mind, his face was a little unnaturally pale, but he still said everything he wanted to say.

"Unless you can clean up the grass and roots, the prime minister will know about it sooner or later."

Suddenly, there was a bit of cold and murderous air in the air.

Xie Qixiang experienced another person's life in a trance.

That person was also called Xie Qi.

The grandson of Wen Zong, the son of Rui Zong, the young king who was hurriedly pushed behind the scenes after Mu Zong's sudden death.

What is different from him is that at that time, King De was still in power and was very expensive, and the right minister Su Yanzhao and his lineage proposed to support the ninth son of the emperor, Xie Yi, who was well controlled, so he went the opposite way and helped the seventh son of the emperor, Xie Qi.

'Xie Qi' was able to ascend the throne smoothly, which was the result of many compromises.

The years after ascension to the throne seemed particularly long.

In Yong'an Palace, there is the luxury and comfort of gold and jade as soil, but also the suffocating physical and mental confinement.

The previous dynasty was busy fighting for power and profit, and there were occasional bloody storms that shocked the whole country, throwing the tallest person sitting on the Xuanzheng Hall out of the sky.

Less than half a year later, King De once lost power and was sent to Yecheng to guard the border. So far, all the power in the court has been vested in the hands of one person.

Then came the first scene in the dream...

On his 17th birthday, the Ministry of Rites, who had never been very enthusiastic about 'Xie Qi', abruptly submitted a memorial, expressing that he would make a big deal for the new emperor's first birthday after he ascended the throne.

Cheng Wang Xie Xuan and Rui Wang Xie Yao, as the half-brothers of 'Xie Qi', naturally should also enter Beijing to celebrate the birthday of the new emperor.

The young and ignorant boy still has a little-known nostalgia for his family, so he naturally has a lot of expectations for his birthday.

The results were dire.

The blood of King Cheng's personal guards stained the water of the moat. Various officials, familiar or unfamiliar, brought a bunch of things of various shapes to Yong'an Palace, saying that these were evidence of Xie Xuan's intention to rebel.

That was the first time he saw blood.

Resentment, resentment, and anger.

He began to complain about the man who always sat beside him in the Xuanzheng Hall, the master of the Lizheng Hall.

Resentment to the extreme, I can't help but want to pay attention.

That person never paid attention to him.

He is just a little emperor who has not yet grown up, and he is ignorant of court affairs, and his only advantage is that he belongs to the blood of Xie's royal family.

Even 'Xie Qi' himself didn't know how things would develop like this.

He loves to see the man's ups and downs in the temple, loves to see the man's light-hearted response to sudden events, and loves to see the lazy eyebrows and eyes of the man when he is reviewing the memorial.

There was never even mutual suspicion and mutual targeting, it was just a one-sided love, an obsession to move forward knowing that there was no response.

Until the birthday of Princess Shengda, the mysterious token fell into his hands.

Xie Guan's words alluded to express, but relying on Xuanwei's heroic force to take the head of the general among thousands of troops.

Slowly say that the party leader dies suddenly, and his feathers will be in chaos.Once Su Yanzhao dies, the government and the public are bound to be in chaos. It is still unknown whether he can take back his power at that time.

Even in his heart, he didn't want to.

This unrequited love with no end in sight lasted for many years, and the strange talk that Emperor Qi was crowned for a long time but still refused to stand up for a long time also lasted for a long time, until Xirong committed crimes in the 13th year of Taiping.

There is no general in the court, and after several rounds of discussions, Yu finally announced the result, but it was the one he least liked.

For the first time in his life, he yelled at that person hoarsely, but still did not change the established fact.

After waiting anxiously for three months, he finally waited for that person to win and return to court, and made up his mind to confess his feelings after the celebration banquet.

But at the celebration banquet, that sharp blade disrupted all his plans.

What I saw in the last scene was Su Yanzhao embracing his gradually cooling body, with a rare look of helplessness in his eyes.

When Youyou woke up, it was unknown how much time had passed, Xie Qi opened his eyes, and only saw Ling Zejuli's hanging curtains, under the heavy curtains, he couldn't even see the sky outside clearly.

Fainted for what?

How come there is no impression at all?

On the other hand, the life of another 'Xie Qi' seemed to be engraved in his mind, extremely clear.

His throat was so dry, he subconsciously snorted twice, which immediately attracted the attention of another person in the room.

Su Yanzhao looked away from the memorabilia in his hand, poured water from a moderately warm teapot, and put the cup of tea on Xie Qi's lips.

Xie Qiban propped himself up and lowered his head, secretly raised his eyes to look at the person sitting beside his bed, he didn't know how long he had been unconscious, but the person in front of him, who was always handsome and handsome, was rarely blackish, He also looked a little haggard.

He hesitated for a moment, but after all he couldn't resist the thirst in his mouth, so he drank the tea in one gulp with Su Yanzhao's hand, and looked at the teapot feeling that it wasn't enough.

"It's not long after waking up, so it's not advisable to drink too much." Su Yanzhao warned, put the tea cup away, and rang the bell beside the bed.

The imperial physician and maid who had been waiting outside the door quickly entered the door after hearing the bell, prescribing medicine for the pulse and waiting for freshening up. After finishing a series of things, half an hour has passed. Xie Qi has been in a coma since he first woke up. His mind finally came to his senses.

Su Yanzhao didn't leave all this time, and after finishing many things one by one, he gently put down the memorial in his hand, and said as if explaining; "The guard guarding the gate of the mansion said that you passed out and fell to the ground just after you left the mansion. , and was rescued and returned for medical treatment.”

Cheng Yi had already told Xiao Che's actions in detail one by one. Although he was angry in his heart, he had been scruples about his relationship for many years, and had no choice but to take care of the aftermath.

Xie Qi's mind was still entwined with thousands of thoughts, and he didn't doubt him for a while, so he just nodded hastily.

The two had their own concerns, and were relatively silent for a while, and the huge dormitory fell into a suffocating silence.

After a long time, almost when Su Yanzhao thought that Xie Qi had already remembered something, a tired voice rang in his ears.

"Jingzhi treats me like this now, because of liking, love or something else?"

The author has something to say: Do you still remember who Cheng Yi is? 233

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