My prime minister has the final say

Xiao Yi didn't know that it was already this hour, how could he still enter the palace, it seemed that he was just a prince since he was a child, and he was not a prime minister, but every time he thought about it, his brother Qi Yang would be there own side.

Leaning tightly in his arms like this, sniffing the most familiar scent on him, so quiet.

Qi Yang looked at the reactions of the person in his arms, and just embraced him with both hands, and hugged Xiao Yi tightly, "But it's just been separated for a while, and you're still calling my name in your dreams?"

Xiao Yi leaned against Qi Yang's heart, raised his head and looked at the person sitting in front of him, and only after hearing his voice did he feel that these were real.

"Yeah, it seems like I can't bear to part even for a quarter of an hour." In Xiao Yi's sleep, those are very clear existences, just like the assassinations that happened in the imperial garden during the day. Far……

Qi Yang raised his hand and gently slid it across his cheek, "Are you still happy when I leave the palace in the evening?"

"I'm happy because I don't need to critique papers." Xiao Yi condensed his voice, looked at him with straight eyes, hugged his waist even harder, afraid that the person in front of him, like the terrifying existence in a dream, would move away from him , "It was you who put me on the throne, I don't care, I want you to never leave me."

Qi Yang lowered his head, and placed a light kiss on Xiao Yi's forehead, "You forgot, I said it."

"No, you swear!" Xiao Yi looked at Qi Yang seriously.

Regarding the appearance of the person in front of him, Qi Yang didn't know what kind of bad things he dreamed of in his dream, but he finally agreed, because as long as it was Xiao Yi's request, he would follow, "Okay, I swear! "

After finishing speaking, Qi Yang raised his hand and solemnly swore, "I, Qi Yang, swear to the sky, to the bright moon and stars, that I will never leave Xiao Yi in this life, in this life, and in every life, no matter what happens, unless I die. "

When he heard the word 'death', Xiao Yi put his hand on his lips, "I don't want to..."

Qi Yang moved his hand over, gently grasped Xiao Yi's wrist, slowly moved away, leaned down, and approached him a little bit, and lightly kissed Xiao Yi's lips, and said in a low voice: "This Kiss is the proof, unswerving until death."

Xiao Yi's face was flushed with embarrassment, as if the haze in his sleep just now had been dispelled.

Qi Yang put him down, tucked the quilt up, "have a good rest."

"Are you going?"

"Don't go."

Xiao Yi looked at him, then lifted the quilt and moved inside.

"Little guy, it's easy to get angry when you invite a man to bed so openly." Qi Yang stared at him with fiery eyes.

"Ah?" Xiao Yi didn't react, the person sitting by the bed fell down, and he was already in his arms.

Seeing Xiao Yi's simplicity, Qi Yang just put his arms around Xiao Yi and fell asleep.

Xiao Yi leaned against Qi Yang's arms, and the faint fragrance from Qi Yang's body seemed to make the next sleep sweet.

Qi Yang felt that the breathing of the person in his arms was gradually becoming steady, but from time to time Xiao Yi would hold onto his lapel tightly, so he would lock him into his arms so that he could sleep peacefully.

In fact, for Qi Yang, he knew very well that although the assassination in the daytime did not cause much damage, it would leave a hurdle in Xiao Yi's heart. The position of emperor is not an easy and simple place.