I can't, I can't

Since he had nothing to say and was on the road again, the little emperor didn't stay any longer, and walked around Sheng Lingyu and left.Sheng Lingyu followed behind, and the two walked back to Zhengyang Palace one after the other.

On the way, Kang Jiangxue walked very slowly with every step because of her stomach, and Sheng Lingyu didn't urge or talk to her, but just followed quietly behind.

The two were silent the whole time.

It's just that he didn't speak, it's not a big deal, but when he entered the gate of Zhengyang Palace and continued to be silent, the atmosphere began to look a little dignified and weird.

The palace people were very sensitive, they were used to seeing the little emperor and Sheng Lingyu get along well and talked about everything, but seeing the indifference between the two, they kept silent, not daring to talk enthusiastically as usual.

Aunt Haitang, who was most familiar with the two of them, was also taken aback by the air. She looked left and right, and watched the words and expressions, but did not dare to speak rashly.

Being helped back to the familiar palace, Kang Jiangxue summoned Haitang to take off his outer robe for him, looked at the time plainly, and reminded: "Your Majesty, it's time for you to take a medicinal bath."

Since the little emperor's belly got bigger and bigger, both calves began to appear slightly swollen. In order to alleviate the discomfort caused by these changes, Ping Wuqi would prepare medicinal baths for the little emperor and a set of calf massage every day.

This process usually happens, but it is not at this time, and it is suddenly mentioned at this time, obviously to ease the tense atmosphere in the hall.

At this time, Sheng Lingyu took the initiative to suggest: "Your Majesty's health is very important, so I will order the servants to prepare carefully."

If this is the case, it will be more effective than Ping Wuqi's original intention to interrupt the proposal. Ping Wuqi followed up and said: "Your servant and Mr. Sheng will go together."

Haitang watched Sheng Lingyu and Heping Wuqi disappear with great care, and heaved a sigh of relief, her eyes fell on the little emperor, with subtle worries and hesitation in her expression.

When the little emperor saw Sheng Lingyu, he was also very out of shape, and he didn't look up until Haitang pulled the handkerchief in his hand.

"This veil doesn't belong to me, so don't just throw it away." Halfway through the speech, the little emperor was a little taken aback, looking at Haitang's expression of holding back his words, he asked in confusion, "What are you doing?"

Aunt Haitang's young and childish girlish face had a sudden sense of vicissitudes. She seemed to be extremely embarrassed, and it took a long time to muster up the courage to say: "Your Majesty, you and Mr. Sheng are probably..."

The little emperor didn't understand what she wanted to say: "What is it?"

Haitang choked, and said ruthlessly: "This servant just wanted to say that I have never seen His Majesty and Mr. Sheng get angry before, always holding Mr. Sheng in the palm of his hand for fear of falling, but today he is so indifferent. , could it be... because she is pregnant with a child?"

Kang Jiangxue herself didn't realize that his performance just now was considered indifferent to outsiders, so her first reaction was to ask if he was very indifferent just now?

But after another reaction, he felt that he didn't understand what Haitang wanted to express. What does his "coldness" have to do with the child?

Just as she was thinking, Aunt Haitang had already continued: "Your servant knows, after all, it is such a private matter, it is difficult for ordinary men to accept it, and it is naturally more difficult for His Majesty to be ninety-five years old, but His Majesty managed to save Mr. Sheng's life back then. , if that's the case..."

Haitang paused, looking straight at the little emperor, Kang Jiangxue felt something, and understood her implication: "Wait, wait, are you afraid that I will dispose of Sheng Lingyu?"

Haitang blinked nervously: "Isn't it? Is it not enough to deal with it, His Majesty still wants to leave the father and keep the son?"

"..." I... leave the father and keep the son?Is there such a word in the world? ? ?

Kang Jiangxue couldn't catch her breath, she couldn't help but poke Haitang and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? You little girl!"

Kill Sheng Lingyu?How could he!

Haitang was scolded, and she was also quite innocent. She had heard the allusion of "leave the mother and keep the child" from the older court lady before, and saw that the little emperor was suddenly indifferent to Sheng Lingyu after she was pregnant with the child, and the more she thought about it, the more she became afraid. Think about it for a while.

If it weren't for that, it would be the best, she was really afraid that the little emperor would feel humiliated because of her pregnancy and would have such thoughts!

Haitang shrunk her shoulders and sincerely admitted her mistake, Kang Jiangxue was powerless to pursue it, and sighed dumbfoundedly, then suddenly remembered something: "By the way... you just said to leave the father and keep the son? You, how do you know that this child is... ..."

Haitang's expression was even more innocent, and even a bit pitiful: "Can I not know, this servant is not blind."

Kang Jiangxue: "..."

Kang Jiangxue was speechless for a while, Aunt Haitang regained her composure and asked, "But since Your Majesty doesn't want to deal with Mr. Sheng, why is that attitude?"

Kang Jiangxue faltered: "It has nothing to do with others, it is my own problem."

Aunt Haitang suddenly understood something, and said with a serious expression: "So, love will disappear, right?"

"..."

Talking to Sheng Lingyu, the little emperor just found it difficult, but talking to Haitang, the little emperor vomited out his soul, he couldn't bear it anymore, so he forced Haitang out.

Haitang was obedient, and took away the clothes that the little emperor had changed. When taking away the veil, she remembered that the little emperor raised her mouth just now, so she deliberately left the veil and placed it on the head of the bed.

As soon as the door opened and closed, Aunt Haitang was sent away, and other footsteps were welcomed back.

Sheng Lingyu brought back the copper basin exuding medicinal fragrance, put it in front of the little emperor, turned around twice, and brought back bottles and jars for massage.

Kang Jiangxue quietly watched him back and forth, but she didn't see Ping Wuqi appearing, so she couldn't help asking, "Why are you the only one? Where's Ping Ping?"

Sheng Lingyu squatted down in front of the little emperor, raised her head and said, "Pingzhang has something to do."

Kang Jiangxue doesn't believe this. Ping Wuqi cares about him like his own mother is alive, and it is absolutely impossible to put any other things ahead of the little emperor. However, it is meaningless to tell or not to tell such an obvious lie.

Kang Jiangxue lowered her eyes, and saw Sheng Lingyu stretching out her hands at his feet, rolling up her sleeves inflexibly, and holding his ankles.

This posture seemed to want to wash his feet and rub his legs in person, Kang Jiangxue immediately frowned and said, "Let go, don't do this kind of thing."

At such a close distance, Sheng Lingyu must have heard it, but he still insisted on holding the little emperor tightly as if he hadn't heard it.Kang Jiangxue was agitated and kicked Sheng Lingyu away.

Sheng Lingyu's hand was empty, silent, and then he held it up again, stronger than the last time.

Kang Jiangxue didn't understand what Sheng Lingyu was thinking. His irritability was not aimed at Sheng Lingyu, but he just didn't want to see such a dignified gentleman, a person who was regarded as a god of salvation by the common people in front of him, so low profile in front of him. .

However, Sheng Lingyu competed with him and persisted in silence.Kang Jiangxue had no choice, nor did she want to quarrel with Sheng Lingyu over this matter, so she could only let him slowly lift up her trouser legs and dip her legs into the basin.

The water temperature was so high that people's legs were numb, and the touch on the skin made Kang Jiangxue feel a slight pain. Similarly, the painful touch also had a feeling of being too intimate, which immediately pulled the little emperor to a place where only two people in the space we get along with.

They were so close you could see them with your eyes down.

Sheng Lingyu flicked the potion lightly and splashed it on the little emperor's calf. She didn't look up to see the little emperor's expression, but only occasionally raised her eyes to glance up.

For a few moments, Kang Jiangxue felt that Sheng Lingyu was looking at his belly, but each moment was so short that every time he wanted to see Sheng Lingyu's eyes, he missed the opportunity.

So the little emperor simply let his thoughts drift away, staring at the movements of Sheng Lingyu's hands expressionlessly, watching Sheng Lingyu open the bottles of spices and medicines, and add them to the basin in order.

One after the other, nothing goes wrong.

Kang Jiangxue asked, "How do you know the order of my medicine bath?"

Sheng Lingyu replied indifferently: "I know everything about Your Majesty."

When Sheng Lingyu took Sheng Lingyu to soak in the hot springs in Huangzhuang, Sheng Lingyu also said this. Kang Jiangxue didn't think much about it at that time, but now it is no longer the same. The little emperor couldn't help asking: "Did Lang Wei leak it to you? Did you send it to me?" Are they spying on me?"

Surveillance of the emperor is a great disrespect and a great crime in terms of etiquette, but Sheng Lingyu did not rush to deny it. He never intentionally let the little emperor find out about these things, but when asked, he seemed to be waiting in ambivalence. Long, not afraid to admit it.

Sheng Lingyu supported the little emperor's calf on her lap, and pressed gently with her left hand, with steady and gentle force. After a few seconds, Fang said: "I miss your majesty, so I want to know what your majesty is doing, but in this way."

It sounds like it's okay, but if it's every moment and every detail, it's surveillance.

Kang Jiangxue understood the meaning of the words, and after being silent, she was in a daze: "Sheng Lingyu...was this what you used to do?"

Sheng Lingyu fell silent. After a long time, he looked up at the little emperor: "If the minister says yes, will your majesty feel uncomfortable?"

"..."

Kang Jiangxue couldn't answer this question, and didn't know what to say. Compared with discomfort, his greater reaction was bewilderment.

Ever since he realized that he didn't know Sheng Lingyu as well as he imagined, his understanding of Sheng Lingyu began to be blurred and no longer clear.But now, the fog became bigger than before, which made him feel that now is not a good time to face Sheng Lingyu.

He still needs to continue to calm down, reflect, and examine.

Kang Jiangxue exhaled lightly, barely maintaining a steady tone: "Go down first."

The movements of Sheng Lingyu's hands stopped.

The two were relatively silent, and there was only silence around them.

The time was very long, Sheng Lingyu got up and dried his hands, saluted the little emperor, opened the door and left.The door closed with a "squeak", and Kang Jiangxue suddenly seemed to lose all strength, and lay on the bed crookedly.

... what is he doing?

What exactly does he want Sheng Lingyu?

There seemed to be something missing on the head of the bed, but Kang Jiangxue couldn't tell what was missing for a while, he felt bored, and didn't care anymore, just retracted his feet, away from the basin.

He had been absent-minded for so long that the water in the basin was already cold.

……

It lasted until night, and no one came to disturb the little emperor. Sheng Lingyu placed herself in the side hall, and did not sleep with the little emperor in Zhengyang Palace.

Kang Jiangxue got a good space for self-reflection. She wanted to think quietly all night, but just after midnight, an unexpected guest suddenly came to the room. Ji Linxiu walked in dignifiedly from the main entrance.

Kang Jiangxue didn't expect this to happen at all. When she first saw Ji Linxiu in black at night, she almost thought that an assassin who sent someone's head from thousands of miles away came.

He hurriedly covered his stomach with the quilt, and said in surprise, "Why are you?"

The little emperor hurriedly walked around Ji Linxiu's figure and looked at the door. Lang Wei was there, so there should be no danger. He only let people in with Sheng Lingyu's consent. Maybe Sheng Lingyu himself was outside the door.The little emperor's heart was firmly in his stomach, and he spoke confidently: "Hello?! It's the middle of the night, is there something wrong?"

Ji Linxiu seemed to be in a good mood. He neither paid attention to the little emperor's sarcasm nor did he care about the little emperor's movement of covering his stomach just now. , naturally I have to thank His Majesty before I am willing to leave."

That bastard Ji Linxiu is going to leave?

Right.

Now that two princes have died in Yunguo, Ji Linxiu, who has been coveting the throne in her dreams, of course wants to rush back to the country to pick the fruits. The little emperor knew it in his heart, and continued to taunt: "Are you the kind of person who is grateful for your kindness and bid farewell? Go straight away." , I thank you."

After some attacks, Ji Linxiu only frowned slightly, but soon he stopped talking, cut to the point, and threw a black bottle to the little emperor.

Kang Jiangxue caught it and asked strangely, "What is this?"

Ji Linxiu said: "Shenxian San, a kind of poison."