Regent, he has my cub

Ji Xuanling's uncles are all far away in the fief, and the only person in Beijing who can be called a prince in a serious manner is Yun Youqing, the regent.

Xiao Luo was trembling, looking at Ji Xuanling's sinking face, he wanted to cry, "I have already told you all what I know."

So... the sword has no eyes, can this dagger be taken away?

Ji Xuanling seemed to have finally heard the ardent expectation in his heart, took a knife and threw the dagger back, and ordered: "Jiachen, send him to Dali Temple."

"Yes……"

In order to prevent him from yelling, Jiachen went down with a knife in one hand, and carried him away like a sack.When leaving, he thoughtfully closed the door for the two people inside.

"Uncle Huang...do you have anything you want to say to me?" Ji Xuanling's tightly clenched hands were covered with sweat.

"Your Majesty wants to hear what the minister has to say?"

Yun Youqing looked very calm, or in other words, he rarely lost his composure.The day Ji Xuanling woke up on the same bed as the little emperor he brought up with his own hands, it was one of the few moments when Ji Xuanling had seen a vivid expression on his face.

"This matter has nothing to do with you, why don't you explain?"

It's unknown how credible that little guy's words are. Ji Xuanling doesn't believe he doesn't know what he wants to hear.

"It's not necessary..." Yun Youqing said, "Your Majesty just needs to believe what you want to believe."

Suspicion is a common problem of emperors, just like the first emperor did not fully trust him.

He looked calm, and it could be said that he didn't care.

However, what Ji Xuanling couldn't bear to see the most was his attitude.

"It's not necessary? Well, it's not necessary." Ji Xuanling became irritable with the naked eye, "So every time in the past, the emperor thought this way, right? What I think is not important to the emperor."

Believe what you want to believe?

Heh, he wasn't confident in his trust in him at all, he just didn't think it was important.

Yun Youqing remained silent again, almost acquiescing to his statement.

At this time, Ji Xuanling would rather that he was a person who could do some superficial work, at least don't make it so obvious that he doesn't care.

"Could it be that these emperor uncles have been coaxing me?" Ji Xuanling smiled wryly.

Yun Youqing felt a headache.

He is a dying person, explaining too much in the past can only increase troubles.This time it was out of habit, but I didn't expect Ji Xuanling's reaction to be so big.

Yun Youqing hesitated to speak, and after a long silence, he finally chose to keep silent.

"I have nothing to say..."

This is not the first time Ji Xuanling heard this.When he was assassinated for no reason in the seventh year of Minghe, Yun Youqing also said the same.

Ji Xuanling was already holding his breath in his chest, but hearing him say this, he was even more furious.But he managed to coax him back, so he couldn't bear to fall out with him again, so he threw up his sleeves and left in a huff, and closed the door with a "bang" very childishly to express his dissatisfaction.

"Ah Xuan..."

As soon as Yun Youqing stretched out the hand that he intended to keep, he withdrew it again.

Forget it, the little emperor has always had this temper. If the relationship between the two becomes what it was before, it can be regarded as putting things back on track.

There were too many unexpected things before, which were not what he wanted.It's just that the little emperor was so passionate that he couldn't refuse that's all.

Ji Xuanling was still angry on the other side, Qi Yunyouqing remained stubborn, and also angry at himself for being impulsive and almost repeating the same mistakes.In the end, I almost didn't know what I was angry with.

When I calmed down, I couldn't stand the regret.

Doing it all over again can certainly make him a "prophet of the unknown" and know many things in advance, but only the emperor's uncle's mind is always unpredictable to Ji Xuanling.

Originally, I begged my uncle to come back to live in Hanzhang Palace because I wanted to get closer to him, so that I could get closer, but I never thought about it, but in the end I still tossed and turned with my own thoughts.

Maybe, he was the only one who tossed and turned.

Ji Xuanling thought pitifully.

Ji Xuanling didn't sleep well this time, and drowsily dreamed about things from his previous life.

The north wind is bitter, dancing in the night with goose feathers and heavy snow.Regardless of the obstacles, Ji Xuanling galloped on horseback in the palace alley, rushing to a place in a hurry.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty—"

There were many people's eager calls behind him, but Ji Xuanling turned a deaf ear to them, and followed their voices into the darkness behind him.

The road was slippery in the snow, and the horse ran cautiously.Ji Xuanling thought the horse was too slow and the wind was too strong, everything seemed to be against him.

He didn't know where he was going, he just knew that if he didn't hurry up, the person he wanted to see would never be seen again.

The fine sweat-blooded BMW staggered in front of the gate of Longqing Palace and let out a shrill neigh.Ji Xuanling rolled a few times in the snow, then got up in embarrassment and rushed in.

Longqing Palace has been locked for many years, and there is no one there anymore.

The overwhelming snow dyed everything white, and the bright red that caught the eye was particularly dazzling.

The hot blood was still gurgling, heating the surrounding snow.

Ji Xuanling felt palpitations, as if someone had strangled his throat, making it difficult to breathe for a while.He deliberately stepped forward to take a look, but his feet seemed to be fixed in place, and he could only watch the little yellow door sweeping the lifeless corpse on the ground with a thin piece of clothing.

He opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

Yun Youqing woke up from the dream, sweating profusely.

Interestingly, he actually dreamed about the day he died.

In the dream, Yun Youqing led the army to bloodbath the capital and approached the imperial palace. After the defeat, he committed suicide in the already ashesed Longqing Palace.However, Ji Xuanling in the dream never tried his best to make peace with him, nor was he disturbed by an unexpected accident, so he acquiesced to the little bastard's nonsense.

Everything was as he had expected, except... what happened after Ji Xuanling witnessed his dead body.

Although she was in her own dream, Yun Youqing was like a wandering ghost, she could only watch from the sidelines.Seeing that Ji Xuanling's eyes were red, he carried his body back to Changning Palace, and didn't let anyone in for three whole days.

On the third day, Le Zhengchun came to persuade him, saying "Your Majesty, please let the prince go to the earth as soon as possible", and was almost stabbed to death by Ji Xuanling with his sword.

"Get out! Get out of here!"

Ji Xuanling was covered in blood, his hair was disheveled, and his eyes were red, as if he had just climbed up from hell.

Seeing Ji Xuanling like this, Yun Youqing's chest was suddenly blocked by something, and he couldn't help doubting his determination again.He intended to go forward to comfort the other party, but even though Ji Xuanling in the dream couldn't see him, Yun Youqing still didn't have the courage to give him a hug.

Even secretly.

Deeper and heavier, Yun Youqing sat up from the bed, feeling sleepless for a while.

Hanging on the bedside was Ji Xuanling's outer robe that he accidentally brought back from Changning Palace that day, Yun Youqing stared at it for a while, stroked the pattern embroidered with gold thread on the cuff, and felt a sense of sadness in his heart.

If he died...Ah Xuan, he...

"Uncle Emperor..."

Ji Xuanling suddenly came in from the outside, with loose hair and unchanging clothes, with his head bowed and his voice hoarse, with the same appearance of waking up in the middle of the night.

For some unknown reason, Yun Youqing quickly stuffed the black robe into the quilt behind her, as if she was afraid that he would take back the clothes.Then he pretended to be calm and asked, "What's the matter?"

Ji Xuanling hadn't recovered from his memory, and when he approached Yun Youqing, he realized that his eyes were slightly red, and there was still some humble flattery in his eyes.He said pitifully, "Can I sleep with you?"

Seeing that Yun Youqing didn't speak, he just assumed that he agreed, and stepped forward to embrace her in his arms.After the initial shock, Yun Youqing didn't push him away, but instead patted his slightly trembling back in a comforting manner.

"Ah Xuan..." Yun Youqing asked, "If one day I die..."

Ji Xuanling hugged him tighter.

"What about you?"

This hug lasted for a while, and it took a long time to let go.Ji Xuanling straightened his hair for him, and then burst out laughing.

He said: "Wait for the mountains and rivers like yesterday, Haiyan and Heqing, let me see the majestic mountains and rivers for you."

"How easy it is to die. Only by living can you remember the pain of that day day after day, year after year. Do you think so? Uncle Emperor..."

Yun Youqing was speechless.

As soon as his mind was distracted, Ji Xuanling climbed onto his bed, then lay down like a fool and quickly covered the quilt, closing his eyes, pretending that he was already asleep.

Yun Youqing felt helpless for his rascal's behavior, but she still remembered the clothes she had just hidden in the bedding, so she didn't dare to act rashly for a while.

After waiting for quite a while, Ji Xuanling, who didn't see Yun Youqing lying down, opened one eye, "Uncle Emperor?"

He just wanted to reach out and pull the sleeve of the emperor's uncle, but the hand under the quilt was stopped as soon as he moved.

"Not allowed to move!"

Yun Youqing had a hint of guilt on his face, which made Ji Xuanling even more curious.

Following his gaze, Ji Xuanling saw the hillock raised under the quilt by his frozen hands.

After hesitating for a moment, Ji Xuanling decided to touch his side a few times, and finally found... a piece of clothing?

And this dress looks familiar.

There is only one person in the world who can embroider dragon patterns with gold thread on clothes.Who this person is, naturally don't think about it.

Uncle Huang... actually put his clothes in the mattress...

Ji Xuanling was ecstatic, and his heart began to flutter.But after looking up at Uncle Huang's face, he decided it's better not to speak at this time.

So he stuffed his clothes back again, turned around and turned his face away, pretending he didn't see anything.

Yun Youqing: "..."

The little brat is getting more and more irritating.

Early the next morning, Chen Sui, who couldn't find anyone in Changning Palace, rushed to Hanzhang Hall in a hurry, and happened to meet Yun Youqing who came out of it at the door.

"My lord, I don't know Your Majesty..."

Yun Youqing paused, and said with a stiff expression, "Inside..."

After saying this, he left in a hurry.

Staying here will only increase the embarrassment, except for Ji Xuanling, who has no face and no skin, no one will feel better.

The shameless majesty woke up early in the morning, but he just pretended to be asleep to save his face.When Chen Sui came in, Ji Xuanling was already sitting on the bedside of his uncle's bed, with a smile on his face and a smile on his face.

Seeing this scene, Chen Ting, who came in behind Chen Sui, couldn't help but start to wonder about the relationship between His Majesty and the Regent.Just thinking about her godfather's advice, she kept lowering her eyebrows and holding her chest, and could only look around secretly with difficulty.

Of course Ji Xuanling couldn't answer his doubts, so he stood up and said leisurely, "Changing clothes..."