The Prime Minister has something to do

It can't be done at all... This is the result of the emperor's willfulness-the father almost got his son for a woman. "

He Houhan was a little dazed, this is the royal secret...

"I have known for a long time that the more emperor you are, the less you have the right to be willful." Chong Yuan seemed to be speaking to himself, his gaze slightly long.

"...But I still made the biggest mistake in my life. When I was alone and helpless, I couldn't extricate myself because of one person's kindness, even if I knew it, I knew it! The kindness that treats each other with life is just the loyalty of a courtier, but I'm not willing to let go... I can only get stuck in it." Chong Yuan's Adam's apple rolled slightly.

"I've exhausted all my means. It started many years ago... I actually made wedding dresses for others every time, every time."

He Houhan sat on the edge of the bed, couldn't look away, couldn't move an inch, and could only look at Chong Yuan, the grown-up emperor narrated in a low voice, as if recalling life bit by bit, One by one, the scars on the heart were revealed.

Chongyuan stared at him: "It took me so many years to understand: You admire and worship, you can't resist, and what you are willing to dedicate to it is the imperial power, the supreme imperial power—it was never me."

Empress He looked at him blankly, what he said was right, right...

"This is the retribution of my willfulness. No matter how unwilling I am to believe it, or how much I want to deny it... I am tired, I have no strength, I will save you again and again, and force you to death again and again."

He Houhan was silent.

Chong Yuan is even more silent than him, the corners of his eyes are no longer round like when he was a teenager, they are completely wide open and stable - there is also a trace of exhaustion to the extreme.

"...My martial arts are all abolished. I will pay back what I promised you and what hurt you."

He Houhan was startled, he pulled Chong Yuan's hand regardless of etiquette, put his wrist together and concentrated, Chong Yuan's air was empty, his meridians were blocked, it seemed that his internal energy had been completely dissipated, and his martial arts had been completely lost.

He was shocked: "Your Majesty! What did you do? How did this happen!"

Chong Yuan didn't answer any more, he stood up, walked to the door, stopped in his footsteps, and finally walked out without looking back.

Chongyuan walked for a long time.

The room has been silent.

He Houhan sat leaning, tired and in a trance after waking up from a big dream, his eyes didn't know where to focus.

He is his king, his heaven, his belief, his worship.

He was willing to die for him, he was willing to help him create a peaceful and prosperous world, and he never thought of asking him to pay it back.

He gave it all back.

He Houhan's brain seemed to be rusted, no matter how much he thought and acted, he still couldn't grasp the point. He sat on the bed and looked straight out of the window. The sun was setting and the door was suddenly pushed open, "Ah!" One sound.

A figure flashed in, and He Houhan faced the person coming up. He stood up abruptly, walked to the door with a few steps, and asked eagerly, "Jiang Sheng, where is the stable?"

Jiang Sheng opened his mouth and closed it again. He raised his finger to point in a direction, and when He Houhan disappeared, he hung down as if overwhelmed.

But then, his expression suddenly changed, his figure moved, and he disappeared in place.

The coldness outside is like a shadow, the bare branches hang down under the gray sky, but He Houhan is sweating all over his body. There is only one simple thought in his mind, which has never been so single and sober. Unlocking the horse rope, leaning down close to the horse's body, rushing towards the khaki path like an arrow off the string.

The sky looked down at the ground, and it started to snow.

As night fell, He Houhan came out in a hurry, his clothes were thin, and his hands and feet began to go numb. He gritted his teeth, kicked the horse's belly hard, and the horse let out a long neigh, and suddenly accelerated its speed.

The oncoming wind and snow became stronger.

Gradually he couldn't open his eyes, and his lips and cheeks were stiff and painful.

Until... the sound of galloping horseshoes was faintly heard in the distance, his spirit was shaken, and another voice seemed to emerge from his body, trying to call out: "Your Majesty! Your Majesty..."

The sound of horseshoes coming from ahead hesitated, and Empress He felt relieved, but couldn't control her nervousness again.

He saw Chong Yuan in the distance, leaning out from the carriage, looking this way, his heart felt sour, and his mind was disturbed by the sudden flood of memories... His legs were a little numb, and the movement of getting off the horse seemed stiff. Unsteady, he knelt down into the snow with a "plop", right at Chongyuan's feet.

He forced himself to exercise his icy facial muscles, but his lips were still trembling: "Your Majesty, my humble minister, my humble minister... let, let this humble minister assist you for the rest of my life, my life, and my whole life... with all my heart, my best, my whole heart... ..."

Although he was incoherent, his meaning was undoubtedly expressed clearly.

The surrounding horses rode dark guards, and they tensed up quietly, watching silently.

The emperor, who had been decisive all his life, hesitated at this moment. His eyes seemed to be making an unprecedented painful choice. This process was soon over, and he finally regressed.

Chong Yuan bent down slightly, wiped off the ice and snow on his eyebrows, without saying a word, just took out a red jade tablet from his pocket, and put it in his hand.

He Houhan knelt on the vast white snow, he slightly raised his head to look at the emperor.

Chong Yuan was also looking at him.

It seems that he has returned to the beginning many years ago, he is still his prime minister, but only his prime minister.

one year later.

Beijing.

Wo House.

He Houhan just came down to court, throwing off a few new officials who had just passed by Enke...Young man, you are really going forward, stalking and worshiping blindly, it is exhausting to deal with.

He passed by the front yard and saw Jiang Feixue holding Mingqiao's neck, and reprimanded loudly: "I told you it was wrong! You need to use more force!"

With a depressed face, Mingqiao obediently stood and listened to the training.

He Houhan glanced at it, and said loudly: "Feixue, don't bully my brother."

Jiang Feixue glared at him and said loudly, "He's so stupid!"

He Houhan thought for a while, and then said: "You can't read half as much as him."

Jiang Feixue blushed all of a sudden, and roared angrily, "Father! You're attacking brother again!"

He Houhan smiled, and leisurely went to the backyard.

Since Luo Xiang took over as housekeeper Zhang, he has no time to take care of He Houhan's daily life. He Houhan took off his official uniform and hung it on a wooden stand.

The door slammed lightly.

Immediately, something hot was pasted on his back, and that thing would blow air into his ear: "Ruisheng..."

He Houhan hit back with his right elbow, and with three points of strength, he only pushed the person away a little.

Jiang Sheng stood behind him with a smile, looking at him affectionately.

He Houhan was changing into a robe, Jiang Sheng leaned over with great eyes, fastened the belt for him, and groped his waist frivolously, saying flatteringly: "Ruisheng, I got a new one." A night pearl, at night...how about showing it to you?"

He Houhan waited calmly for him to fasten it, without saying a word.

Jiang Sheng seemed to be in a bit of a hurry, but he still had a smile on his face, and the speed of his speech unknowingly quickened: "I haven't been in touch with her for many years, she just became a widow this year, and then I thought of coming down again, sending I received such a letter... Ai Sheng, although I am always on the go and cannot be by your side all the time, I really don't have it, I really don't..." He seemed to hold back for a while, and frowned in trouble, before finally A word popped out: "Hongxing is out of the wall!"

He Houhan glanced at him, and said with a smile or not: "Okay, come tonight—as long as you are below."

Jiang Sheng's smile continued, but he was a little stiff.

He Houhan laughed a little in his heart—this sentence is simply a panacea, as long as it is taken out, it is guaranteed to make Jiang Sheng's brown sugar disappear immediately.

He was in a good mood and took the lead to step out. It was early spring and the sun was shining brightly. He remembered his wish many years ago: ... I want to have a wife and a pair of children. I want the mansion to be lively again.

Is it all realized now?

Spoiler 【Emperor】

this night.

late at night.

Wo House.

He Houhan panted slightly, moved his waist, and couldn't help but softly said: "Put down my legs... sore."

Jiang Sheng leaned on him, got up slightly according to the words, and moved back.

He Houhan suppressed a groan.

The two of them were at their best—the window was suddenly tapped a few times.

The rhythm of the frequency was so familiar that He Houhan's scalp tingled.

Jiang Sheng froze, and the two got stuck in the middle of the road.

After a while, He Hou Han suppressed his limp voice and asked, "What's the matter?"

The voice of the hidden guard outside trembled for some reason, "The emperor told the commander to enter the palace immediately."

Jiang Sheng withdrew slowly, He Houhan trembled all over, and a sticky grunt was about to come out of his throat, he immediately covered his mouth with his hand, turned sideways to forcefully hold back the numbness.

Jiang Sheng couldn't help but leaned over and kissed him again.

The secret guard suddenly said, "Commander...the emperor said that he must enter the palace within two quarters of an hour, otherwise he will punish his subordinates..."

Jiang Sheng paused, and said angrily in He Houhan's ear: "He is always doing this, Rui Sheng, why don't you resign and leave Beijing..."

He Houhan had already propped himself up and sat up, and was groping in the dark to find obscene pants to wear. Hearing what he said, his voice turned cold, and said, "Am I the prime minister, or are you the prime minister?"

Jiang Sheng groaned and fell on the couch, not speaking.

He Houhan pushed open the window, paused slightly, turned his head and said in a low voice, "Go to sleep early." After saying that, he got up, jumped out, and closed the window in one go.

Jiang Sheng rolled on the couch again, hugging the quilt nostalgicly.

No matter how many times He Houhan was the receiving party, he always felt it was difficult, and now he had to use light work to get across the roof, and he couldn't help but suck in the air-conditioning.

The hidden guard followed behind him cautiously, with an embarrassed expression on his face, as if he wanted to slip and fall to his death.

Empress He sighed deeply in her heart, wondering how long the emperor's wicked taste... would last before she was reconciled?

Chong Yuan is already 20 years old, with eight