Shanhe Wanli'an

"Tsk."

Xie Xian frowned slightly, his thick and slender eyelashes trembling slightly, he opened his eyes, sat up from the bed, raised his hand and rubbed his forehead.

How much alcohol did he drink to give him such a headache.

The white clothes on his body slid down his waist along with his movements.

He stopped rubbing his head, and the dazed expression he had just woken up was instantly replaced by disgust.

Xie Xian twisted his index finger and thumb, and fumbled to pinch a corner of the white coat, wanting to quickly let this dirty thing of unknown origin leave his body.

But as soon as he lifted it, he smelled a faint scent of benzoin. This familiar smell made Xie Xian feel that the piece of fabric between his fingers was also very kind.

His body stiffened immediately, he was holding the white clothes and throwing it away, or not throwing it away.

After a while, he ended the battle between heaven and man in his mind with extreme entanglement, and carefully brought the white coat close to the tip of his nose. He closed his eyes, buried his face in the white coat, and the corners of his mouth raised without a trace.

He inhaled deeply the benzoin left on the white clothes, which made him ecstasy like rice sac flowers.

Just when he was indulging in it, a beautiful and slender hand patted his shoulder, and the benzoin, which was richer than the white clothes, drowned him like a wave.

Xie Xian was startled suddenly, as if he had encountered a formidable enemy, he quickly put down his white clothes, took out a handkerchief to cover his mouth and nose, bent down and coughed violently, and that hand patted his back very tenderly to help him breathe.

Cough cough, Grandpa is ashamed this time!

Xie Xian's cough gradually subsided, and Ji Min gently loosened his grip on the white robe, letting Xie Xian's stiff body relax.

Ji Min looked up at Xie Xian: "What were you doing just now?"

"...No, I didn't do much." Xie Xian's body that had been relaxed for a while became tense again, he turned his head and spoke in an unnatural tone.

There is a little smile on Ji Min's handsome and indifferent face, which can't be seen unless you look closely: "How did I see you smelling my clothes."

"How is it possible! That's because you were blinded and misread." Xie Xian was extraordinarily confident.

As long as I bite myself to death and refuse to admit it, the embarrassing scene just now will never happen!

Ji Min turned the white jade Buddha string in his hand, with a bit of pampering in his tone: "Okay, okay, I was wrong."

"En." Xie Xian nodded.

The two were silent for a moment, and Xie Xian asked, "What time is it?"

Ji Min looked up at the bright sunshine outside the window: "Chenshi, last night's state banquet is over."

Suddenly he looked at Xie Xian, and said in a deep voice: "In the early morning, Yi Siwang returned to Beijing."

Xie Xian clenched Ji Min's white clothes tightly, his face somber that dripping water: "Got it."

Yi Siwang has returned to Beijing, just in time, we can start...

Xie Xian narrowed his eyes dangerously, like a poisonous vine that has been entangled for an unknown number of years, with intertwined roots, weaving an inescapable net, waiting for the prey to take the bait.

"He has entered the palace now?" Xie Xian said hoarsely.

"Moyue, right? He didn't do enough to provide disaster relief. Since the river broke its embankment in August last year and Jizhou was flooded, he was ordered to go to Jizhou to control the flood and provide disaster relief in October. It has been more than five months now, and refugees are still coming to Kyoto in a steady stream. , the people's grievances are getting heavier."

"Your Majesty's most trusted minister can't even relieve a disaster. Do you think His Majesty will be furious?" Xie Xian said with a smile.

Ji Min lowered her eyes, the corners of her mouth slightly raised.

"The spring hunting in March is coming. This is a good opportunity to show the four kingdoms the demeanor of a man of great strength. Our Majesty will not let it go."

Xie Xian turned over and got out of bed, and stepped on the ground with bare feet, which gave him a jolt, and his chaotic mind cleared up.

"Will Daliang this year be as peaceful as in previous years?" Xie Xian laughed silently.

What a good time to stir things up.

After the state banquet, Ji Min locked Xie Xian in the mansion again. In view of the fact that Xie Xian climbed the wall last time, the old butler took Xie Xian closer this time.

And this time Xie Xian didn't want to go out at all, what was Ji Min in the mansion doing when he ran out?

Among them, Gu Xingjian often went to Xie Xian's yard to see him, but Mo Fei kicked them out, and the two of them got entangled.

Even if Xie Xian didn't like Gu Xingjian any more, he couldn't let the prince of Dongqi suffer anger in his own mansion, lest it would be passed back to Dongqi, and the two countries would have to quarrel for a while.

There are rumors in the palace that His Majesty's condition is getting worse.Now King Yu is alone in the court, and His Majesty intends to support Chu Jingxing to compete with King Yu in the court, and more and more things are entrusted to Chu Jingxing.

However, Chu Jingxing came to the mansion two days ago to find Xie Xian and said that he had been begging His Majesty for a long time, but His Majesty followed Guan Neihou's suggestion and handed over the disaster relief to King Yu, which made him very sad.

Xie Xian didn't comfort him, but asked him to do things well and make them beautiful, so that those old men couldn't find fault.The candidates for disaster relief have been decided, and it depends on whether King Yu can handle the disaster relief well.

The last time Xie Xian went out was when he went to the Ancestral Temple to offer incense to Empress Xiaoan.

This time he didn't let Mo Fei and the others accompany him, and he also rejected Ji Min's request to go with him.

He was sitting alone in the carriage, pinching and rubbing the cloth. He was very nervous, and he hadn't seen his sister and parents for many years.

When he arrived at the Taimiao, he refused the support of the coachman, got out of the car alone, held a cane, straightened his waist, and entered the Taimiao under the guidance of the eunuch.

The eunuch led him to the tablet of Empress Jing Xiaoan, told him where the tablet of the old Hou Ye and his wife was, and then quietly retreated.

Only Xie Xian was left in the whole hall.

Xie Xian took the incense, fumbled for the incense candle, lit the incense, and then worshiped Empress Xiao'an.

"Sister, I never thought that eight years ago was the last time we met." Xie Xian raised his head slightly, trying to hold back the tears swirling in his eyes.

Xie Xian paused, and smiled wryly: "Before I came here, I had a lot of things in my heart that I wanted to tell you, but now I don't know what to say."

"Jing Xing has already left the Huguo Temple. Although he has not yet reached the crown, the things he has experienced have made him grow a lot. In time, he can stand alone. However, he wants to be the crown prince, and wants to sit on the throne of power. Dragon chair, brother will help him, and he will become a better king than his father."

"Speaking of Jing Xing's father, he is not in good health recently, he should be able to go down to meet you soon, if he tells you something bad about my brother, please forgive me then."

Xie Xian took a deep breath and said with a smile: "I haven't talked to my parents for four years, I want to talk to their elders, I hope you don't blame me."

Xie Xian knelt down on both knees, kowtowed, and bid farewell to Empress Jing Xiao'an's spiritual tablet.

He stood up staggeringly, took his cane and walked to the place where the eunuch had just told him about the old Hou Yeling.

Xie Xian's footsteps became more and more urgent and faster, and finally he missed the threshold and fell to the ground.

The cane was thrown out by him, but he couldn't find the cane after groping for a long time. He climbed up from the ground with difficulty, brushed the dust off his body, straightened his clothes, and slowly groped with his hands outstretched.

Xie Xian touched two plaques, slowly stroked the words on the plaques with his slender and fair hands, tears burst out of the frame, he supported the desk with his right hand, clutched his collar tightly with his left hand, bowed his back slightly, and began to cry silently .

He raised his hand to wipe away his tears, walked a few steps away from the desk, knelt down on the ground with "dong", and knocked his head firmly three times.

"Father, mother, son is not filial, four out of twenty are still crying in front of your elders." The more Xie Xian wiped away his tears, the more tears there were.

"But, I'm so tired. I have no other place but you... I want to see you and your elders again, but I'm afraid that my current appearance will scare you..."

"Many times, I have dreamed that you want to follow you. But I can't, I still have a lot of things to do, and I still have to take on the responsibility of Zhen Guohou's Mansion and Xuan Ce Army."

Xie Xian wiped away his tears fiercely, his face was determined, and his tone gradually firmed up.

"Dong Qi is still eyeing Daliang covetously, and Beiyan and Miao Jiang also want to get a share of it. Daliang appears to be prosperous and peaceful, but in fact, the dark tide is raging. Even if it is found out that those things are related to him in the future, I still feel worried about Daliang. And Er still There are friends, children, enemies..."

"I still have a lover... Ji Min."

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