Don't talk nonsense, turn around and take the blame [Quick Transmigration]

After Zhou Yan followed for a day, he couldn't bring up that shame anymore, left a sentence "find good wine for Xiao Jin, the return date is not yet set" and disappeared.

When Xiao Heng saw the perfunctory letter lying on the corner of the table, he just glanced at it hastily, and said casually, "I still have self-knowledge."

"Don't bully him all the time." Wen Yan took a sip of tea, and when the topic turned to Zhou Yan again, he couldn't help but speak for him, "Teacher must feel distressed when he finds out."

"Rough-skinned and thick-skinned, he often blows Master's beard and stares with anger, and he's not like you, so he doesn't feel distressed." Xiao Heng poured a new cup of tea for him, "Don't worry about him, I'm used to it on weekdays. It's hard to think about it, it's rare not to stay in front of Master, I'm afraid I've already thought about it."

"If you think about it this way, the Taifu shouldn't feel sorry for me." Wen Yan held the teacup and shook the tea foam scattered on it, "If you want to talk about the kung fu of irritating people, I am the one who irritates him .”

"That's different." Xiao Heng lowered his head and took a plum blossom pastry.

"Where is it different?" Wen Yan poked the soft pastry, "You haven't seen the appearance of the master in prison, and you almost passed out."

Throwing the yellow talisman across the face, pinching his chin and pouring medicine...

Although it was due to the situation, it can be regarded as "deceiving the master and destroying the ancestors".

"Because it's you." Xiao Heng smiled and leaned closer to steal a kiss.

After Wen Yan was slightly startled, he pushed him away against his chest.

"No one is watching here." Xiao Heng held his hand.

He deliberately found such a pavilion in the middle of the lake, and picked some suitable food and clothing from the city. Although compared with the lantern festivals of the previous few days, there was a little less fireworks, but there was no one in front of him, so he was happy.

"Can you do this without anyone watching?" Wen Yan yelled at a plum blossom pastry, "Eat more and talk less."

Xiao Heng thought about the two kisses at the Lantern Festival, and sighed, he couldn't complain about the good times and the beautiful scenery, the flowers before the moon and the moon under the moon.

There is no good time, no moonlight, and even a kiss.

"It's been a long time since I came out." Wen Yan turned his head, probably it's going to be spring, this royal city hasn't stopped the light rain recently, and the willow branches around the embankment are swaying in the misty rain, the scenery is very good.

"It's only been five days." Xiao Heng said, "You are just too thoughtful. Master sends people here every day. Naturally, he will not let you out if there is something to do in the court."

"There is nothing wrong with the imperial court, but I have something to do, so I have to go back sooner." Wen Yan Youyou turned his gaze back, and said very indifferently: "Li Donggong."

There was a thunder on the ground, Xiao Heng lost his composure rarely, the tea choked in his throat and coughed several times.

Wen Yan raised his hand to comfort him.

"Stand up for what?" Xiao Heng held his hand instead, with a dangerous tone, "Don't tell me, you still have to stand up."

He knew that after the court was settled, there would always be some old officials with "deaf ears and blind eyes" rushing to make trouble, and those memorials filled with "Yun Chu is very prosperous, how can my king have no heirs" were blocked for a while. Stack after stack, how come there are still fish that slip through the net?

"Are you willing?" Wen Yan asked suddenly.

Xiao Heng turned around with some stiff thoughts, and after understanding the meaning of this person's words, he lowered his head and kissed the hand that was held in his palm, "It's not impossible."

Wen Yan calmly withdrew his hand, "I don't want to."

"Your Majesty can think it over again. Apart from not being able to give birth to a prince for Your Majesty, the subject is indeed very cost-effective." Xiao Heng looked at him with one hand on his forehead, "The [-] troops in Mobei are all dowry."

"The harem is not allowed to engage in government affairs, according to the rules of the ancestors." Wen Yan glanced at him coldly, "Under the whole world, is it the land of the king, the shore of the land, and the ministers of the king? The [-] troops in Mobei belong to me."

"Yes, yes, the ministers are all His Majesty's." Xiao Heng followed the good advice.

"Tell me, where did the prince come from?" The fragrance of tea rose densely, blurring the faces of the two of them.

"I look like this...you have to make plans for Yunchu." Wen Yan lowered his head and took a sip of tea, not daring to look up at Xiao Heng.

Wen Yan didn't hear that person speak for a long time, and Wen Yan felt a little inexplicably worried.

"Xu Liang, Yingwei, Master, General Xiang, and many others are looking for the King of Medicine," Xiao Heng covered his hand, "If... there is really an emergency, it's just a long sleep, I will accompany you .”

"I..." Wen Yan Zhang Zhang He He, after a shriveled "I", finally didn't say anything, just turned his palms and clasped Xiao Heng's ten fingers.

Everything is destined, no one can help.

In the two words of life and death, how can there be so many "man will conquer nature".

"Do you still remember King An?" Wen Yan asked.

"King An? Second Prince?" Xiao Heng frowned. He hadn't heard this title for a long time, and now he suddenly mentions it and still feels a little hazy.

The first emperor was in poor health and had only four heirs. The eldest prince was ignorant and hard to take on heavy responsibilities. The third prince was violent and vicious. Only the second prince Chu Huaijie and the fourth prince Chu Huaijin born to the empress had both qualities.

It's a pity that the second prince followed the former emperor's sick body, and died not long after being crowned prince.

The first emperor's body was not healthy at all, and he couldn't bear the bad news, so he posthumously named the prince a "King of An", hoping for a safe and joyful next life.

Hastily appointed the First Prince and the Third Prince as Border Kings and sent someone out, called Chu Huaijin to set up the East Palace, and entrusted Gu to Zhou Yuan, and died suddenly after finishing his affairs.

The pain of bereavement of son and bereavement of husband pressed on the empress without interval. After Chu Huaijin's enthronement ceremony, she finally did not stop. Liang, who was hanging in Qifeng Palace, committed suicide and passed away.

There were three national funerals in a row, the clouds and the winds were precarious, and while the people mourned for a long time, it also took advantage of Chu Fu's loopholes and became a variable that no one expected.

"Brother Huang has a son who is living outside." Wen Yan picked up a flower cake and took a bite, "When traveling on behalf of the emperor, I had a relationship with a woman in the south of the Yangtze River."

Xiao Heng vaguely remembered the appearance of the second prince. He was as gentle as jade, with a strict eye, and he really didn't seem like someone who could behave like this.

"Don't think too much, my brother is not a person who takes advantage of his power to do some stupid things. He ran into that girl by mistake, and fell in love with him during the relationship."

"That girl is a Jianghu girl, unrestrained and unrestrained. She is different from those boudoir girls in the imperial city who want to marry him because of the future 'empress position'. She just fell in with her heart." Wen Yan covered her lips and coughed. , "He is a man, if he is sure, he will be sure. No one can persuade him, so he brought the girl back to the capital."

"Then why haven't you heard any news?" Xiao Heng frowned and said, "The late emperor refused?"

Wen Yan shook his head, "Father doesn't know."

"At that time, the crown prince had not yet been crowned, and Chu Huaijun's mother and concubine Gao Guifei wanted to fight for the crown prince for Chu Huaijun, and she regarded my second brother as a thorn in her flesh. If she was brought back to the imperial city at that time, she would definitely become a target. .”

"Brother Huang was afraid that something might happen, and he didn't want to stir her into this muddy water so quickly. The woman also had a wish, so she made a promise and separated for some years until Brother Huang sealed her. The prince." Thinking of this, Wen Yan sighed.

"It's a pity that the sky is not good enough for people, and the emperor left before it was too late to fulfill his promise." Wen Yan poured a cup of freshly brewed tea, "I didn't even know that he had an heir."

Chu Huaijin didn't know about this at first. Not long after Chu Huaijie became the crown prince, he secretly took him out of the palace happily and said that he wanted to let him meet his "sister-in-law".

That was the first time Chu Huaijin saw "Emperor's Sister-in-law", and it was also the last time Chu Huaijie was with her.

When we met again, it was at Chu Huaijie's funeral.

All the people raised the flag, and the woman was wearing a white gauze on her head, hidden among the people kneeling on the ground, her grief was greater than her heart's death.

When Chu Huaijin sent someone to look for it, they had long since disappeared, but they found a tombstone in a well-cared-for place in the back mountain, with the words "Dead Husband Huaijie" written on it.

Later, when Chu Huaijin saw her, he had been emperor for seven years.

The woman didn't believe that the young man she saw back then had become like this, so she was caught by the shadow guards when she visited the palace at night. It was also at that time that Chu Huaijin knew that his imperial brother had an heir.

"So, you made a plan six years ago." Xiao Heng lowered his eyes, how can there be so many good things in this world that "the white head will not be separated", but one is desperate not to leave, and the other is desperate to stay. .

"Well," Wen Yan pressed his fingertips against the wall of the cup, and the freshly brewed tea was slightly hot, "This country belongs to my imperial brother."

"She is willing too?" The children of the world should not like the intrigues in the temple.

"My nephew, my temperament follows the emperor's brother, and he lives in the family and the world." Wen Yan chuckled, "My emperor's brother only wants two things in his life, one is her, and the other is this country. The people are safe."

"It's not good for him to get nothing, and the emperor's sister-in-law is unwilling." Wen Yan raised her eyes to look at Xiao Heng, "I have walked a long way and I am tired. If I don't make the way for him Lay it evenly, and I would rather destroy it in my hands than hand it over to him."

This is what Chu Huaijin really thinks in his heart. If he hadn't been lucky enough to have fought against Chu Fu, even if he gave Chu Fu a sigh of relief, he would not have handed Yun Chu over to that child. He couldn't bet on it. That child's life made him bear an eternal infamy.

"That's okay, your Chu family's world is on the left and right." Xiao Heng rubbed Wen Yan's cheek with his fingertips, "Just being my Xiaojin, I'm happy to be at ease."

The rain was falling heavily, and the hanging bells passing by the corners of the eaves, carrying the wind, tinkled softly.

Two days later, Wen Yan and Xiao Heng returned to the palace.

In a few days, the East Palace was erected, and the whole country was shocked.

The following year, the prince succeeded to the throne, and the new emperor ascended the throne.

On the day when the new emperor ascended the throne, when the officials followed the new emperor to the imperial mausoleum to worship their ancestors, Wen Yan did not go.

He walked down the royal road from Zhengtian Temple for 13 years, step by step, without eunuchs or attendants.

The stairway is very long, half a month has passed since the New Year's Eve, and it has snowed again in Kyoto, and the eyes are all white.

He bowed his head and walked very slowly. While walking, he took off the ball crown on his head and hung it on the handrail beside the royal road.

The half-loose hair was blown by the new wind, the eyebrows and eyes were half hidden and half exposed, and the harsh breath was washed away by seven or eight points, adding a lot of youthful air.

Wen Yan raised his palm, caught a piece of snow that emptily fell on his palm, and took a deep look back.

The Hall of Zhengxin is still the same Hall of Zhengxin, standing there for thousands of years, it will always look the same, but the people sitting in it have changed several times.

Wen Yan smiled lightly, his head was full of snow when he came, and his head was still full of snow when he left.

This land of white snow should be considered as the gift of the world to Chu Huaijin.

"I've said it a few times, it's cold and windy, remember to add more clothes when you go out." The snow on the palms of the two melted in the hands of the two, leaving no trace.

Wen Yan raised his head and bumped into a pair of deep eyes.

The person in front of him was probably given to Chu Huaijin by the heavens.

Ok.

It was also given to him by God.

"The new emperor is not waiting in front of him when he ascends the throne, and he is not afraid of making it known." Wen Yan let him warm himself up.

"It's not Yun Chu that I'm loyal to, but Your Majesty." Xiao Heng leaned down, and slowly got up after some weight was on his back, "Since Your Majesty is no longer the Emperor of Chu, then naturally, I'm not a slaughterer. "

"What about the [-] troops in Mobei?" Wen Yan wrapped his arms around Xiao Heng's neck very naturally.

"Can't I feed them one by one?" Xiao Heng carried Wen Yan on his back, but walked steadily, "You can't even feed them all."

Wen Yan laughed.

"Leave it to Xu Liang." Xiao Heng said.

"Are you undermining Xiao Li?" Wen Yan rested his chin on Xiao Heng's shoulder, and because he couldn't use his strength, he could speak in a coherent manner, "How can a new emperor hand in his resignation when he ascends the throne."

"What I handed over is not a resignation letter." Xiao Heng said quietly, "It's a wedding invitation."

"Following the rules of the ancestors, the little emperor still has to call me uncle."

Starting to be unruly again, Wen Yan lowered his head and took a bite.

A hairy mouth.

So even more angry.

"If you want to bite, bite here." Xiao Heng pointed to his mouth and said with a smile, "What's the difference with the cloak?"

"Don't worry about the little emperor, the shadow guards are left to him, as well as Master, General Xiang, and Yan Shangshu. They are safe inside and out. If the throne is not secure, he will..." Xiao Heng said before After speaking, Wen Yan covered his mouth.

"Xiao Li ascended the throne today, say something nice." Wen Yan said angrily.

"Okay, the country must be ten thousand years old, famous in history, full of descendants." Xiao Heng took advantage of the situation and kissed Wen Yan's palm.

"I'm going to Jiuming Mountain to find snow plum wine." After walking for a long time, Wen Yan felt a little sleepy, and his words were dull.

"Okay." Xiao Heng adjusted his internal breath and raised his body temperature a little so as not to freeze the person on his back.

"I went late last year, and I didn't find a jar."

Xiao Heng smiled lowly, this matter is worth talking about for a year.

A few days ago, I found a reason and asked people to seal the mountain, and Zhou Yan buried himself in shoveling the snow all night, and hid a hundred and eighty altars of wine.

"Not this year, let you drink enough."

"it is good."

Wen Yan stayed in this plane for two years, although he did not find the King of Medicine, Xiao Heng took care of him much better.

When the guide sounded, Wen Yan was still in a daze.

He knew that Xiao Heng was him, but that person in this plane did not recover his memory, but some things engraved in his bones could not be changed no matter what, and later, Wen Yan just let him go.

"Host, master." The guide paused every word, full of warning.

"I know, isn't it a pass?" Wen Yan smashed the jar, and then said quietly: "You can't control people, do you think I can control them?"

guide:……

"I'm tired. If you force me to enter the next plane again, I will die. Enter once and die once." Wen Yan sighed, "In fact, the tasks of each plane have been completed. If you do it again..."

"How about doing it again?" The guide suddenly raised his volume.

"I might fail."

guide:……

"Are you going to be forced to enter the next plane again?" Wen Yan couldn't hide his exhaustion in his words.

After a long time, the guide choked out the sentence "The mission is over."

Wen Yan blinked, and repeated that sentence upside down three times before he was sure that he heard it right.

"Since it's over, is there any prize?" Wen Yan glanced sideways at the sleeping Xiao Heng.

"Host, your grades are only passing." Instead of being ashamed, you are proud, and you even want a prize.

"But I have done the best within my ability, and the rest of the 'uncontrollable factors' are beyond my control." Wen Yan said solemnly, "You should report these situations to your superiors."

guide:……

The superior is the "uncontrollable factor", who should he report to? !

"What do you want?" The mechanical voice of the guide was cold.

"Happy Dabu Wan." Wen Yan said bluntly.

That man had been the prince for seven years and the emperor of Chu for 13 years, and he should be Chu Huaijin for the rest of his life.

"Host, originally Chu Huaijin's life was already over, because of you, he lived so many years longer."

"I know, so I begged for more years for him." Wen Yan answered bluntly.

"You can't make a decision, can you?" Wen Yan lowered his tone, "Then I'll go directly to the superior."

Guide: "I GIVE!!!!"

"Okay." Wen Yan smiled triumphantly.

Wen Yan took the pill by Chu Huaijin's body, and took a deep breath after the poison circulating in his body was gone.

It is better to live forever, Wen Yan said in a low voice.

"Let's go." Wen Yan closed his eyes.