I can't, I can't

Maybe it was because Kang Jiangxue heard the word love from Sheng Lingyu for the first time, maybe it was because the weight of the words made his heart ache, and the little emperor didn't speak for a long time.

He once wanted to have a big fight with Sheng Lingyu and vent his dissatisfaction with each other, but he didn't know how shallow this idea was until now.

The little emperor just kept silent until his eyes were moist: "...I'm sorry."

Sheng Lingyu said: "Your Majesty has nothing to apologize to my humble minister."

Kang Jiangxue shook her head, knowing that Sheng Lingyu didn't tell him too much, but what she said was enough to stop the little emperor from asking any more questions.

Enough is enough, it's too heavy, and it hurts too much.

This little bit is enough.

Kang Jiangxue did not shed tears in front of Sheng Lingyu's eyes. He leaned on Sheng Lingyu's shoulder and said, "No matter what you think, I still want to tell you again, Yulang, I will never leave you. I only remember in my heart that I have saved you, but in my heart, you have saved me far more times than I have saved you, without you, I would not be here today."

"I'm a man, I never thought I'd have a baby, but I'm really happy to have a long life with you. I hope you know that I love you the same as you."

"Yulang...you trust me."

Sheng Lingyu was very quiet. After an unknown amount of time, he hugged the little emperor back with both hands, trembling silently.

After that, Kang Jiangxue and Sheng Lingyu slept on the couch with their clothes on.

In the first half of the night, the two hugged each other without speaking, as if they were satisfied with staying together like this, but in the second half of the night, each became more irritable, wishing to take root with each other and grow their bodies together.

I don't know who made the move first, and suddenly began to tear the clothes.

Sheng Lingyu seemed to have lost his mind, and the little emperor also felt like he was crazy. Just touching each other, he couldn't help scratching Sheng Lingyu's skin, and hugged each other's waist tightly.

In the end, Sheng Lingyu regained her senses first, and insisted: "The time is too short, less than a month..."

Kang Jiangxue couldn't allow everything to stop like this. He looked up at Sheng Lingyu's eyes and said, "How do you know if you don't try?"

Sheng Lingyu's eyes turned red, he looked out, Chang Le was sleeping soundly in the cradle, without any movement.He lowered his eyes, but couldn't help frowning: "I'm afraid I can't control myself... it will hurt Your Majesty."

The little emperor's throat burned up, and he replied again: "I said it... how will you know if you don't try?"

"..."

The hanging curtain drowned the figures of the two, and the little emperor didn't sleep all night.

Later, he was so tired that he passed out and lost consciousness for a while.

When he woke up, the sky was bright, Sheng Lingyu got up earlier than him, and had already changed Changle's diaper and new clothes.

When Kang Jiangxue woke up, her mind was blank for a while. After waking up, she secretly thought back, and her heart was actually peaceful, without the impetuousness before.

Sheng Lingyu is different now, she is busy all the time, and has no time to stay by the little emperor's side for too long. Seeing that the little emperor woke up, she sat down beside the little emperor and said: "I have thought about the full moon wine that your majesty mentioned last time. gone."

The little emperor responded, "What do you mean?"

Sheng Lingyu replied: "We will do it twice, a small one, in private, and a big one, with all the officials invited to make it more lively. The child is full moon only once, so we should collect more blessings."

Sheng Lingyu was able to take the initiative to bring up this matter, and explained some problems. This kind of ominous change made Kang Jiangxue feel sore, and she nodded after a few seconds, and said: "Okay, you can arrange it."

Sheng Lingyu smiled faintly, hesitated for a moment, then lowered her head and kissed Chang Le's forehead: "My minister is gone."

Kang Jiangxue nodded in response, and when Sheng Lingyu disappeared, she couldn't help but smile and rubbed Changle's forehead.

Very good.

It seems that there is not much difference from before, and the previous relationship has resumed, but the little emperor really feels that he is closer to Sheng Lingyu.

He touched Sheng Lingyu's heart, and felt that there were pains and secrets in Sheng Lingyu's heart that he didn't know, but now, he could only wait patiently.

He couldn't imagine what kind of suffering Sheng Lingyu had suffered before he said those heart-pounding words to him, but at least, he had to use facts to prove that he would always be by his side.

Kang Jiangxue's mood was swept away from the gloom, and he cheered up again. Not long after the meal, the Lang guards brought in a rather large wooden box.

Kang Jiangxue didn't understand at first, but when she opened it, she saw letters one after another in the box, and soon realized that Sheng Lingyu had returned Lu Qiao's letters that she had privately withheld.

The little emperor's heart fluctuated for a while, after coaxing Changle to play for a while, he was quiet in the afternoon and started reading in Kaifeng.

The letter I saw after a few months was a regret and a miss in another sense. Kang Jiangxue calmed down and read a few pages one after another, and she was dumbfounded after a while.

If it was said that he was delighted by Sheng Lingyu's step before, then facing Lu Qiao's affection that he only felt now, he was full of complexity and guilt.

It's a ridiculous coincidence. In these letters, Lu Qiao expressed his heart to him more than once, saying that he misses the little emperor day and night, and besides recording daily trivial matters, there are traces of yearning for him all the time.

If the little emperor saw any letter during this period, he would probably be able to detect something amiss.

But they just didn't see any of them. It wasn't until she was kissed by Lu Qiao in Yongzhou that she suddenly realized that Lu Qiao liked him.

Looking at the love letters accumulated during this period now, it is inevitable that the accumulation of affection has become more enthusiastic and pure, making people breathless. Kang Jiangxue only read seven or eight of them before taking them back into the box and sealing them up.

He didn't know if Sheng Lingyu had opened these letters before, but he himself couldn't think of how to face Lu Qiao next time.

He really should make it clear to Lu Qiao, the sooner the better.

But how can he and Sheng Lingyu make it clear to Lu Qiao?

With Lu Qiao's character, how will it end in the end?

The little emperor was so upset that he didn't pay attention until evening, when Changle drank milk and hiccupped non-stop. Kang Jiangxue patted the child on the back and hugged Changle full of inner halls, while asking Ping Wuqi: " What time is it? Sheng Lingyu hasn't returned yet?"

Ping Wuqi responded: "It's still early, what's your hurry?"

Kang Jiangxue was not in a hurry, but I don't know why, maybe because after reading those letters, his heart felt uncomfortable and his eyelids twitched.

People always like to interpret changes in the body as omens of certain things, and the little emperor was no exception. He handed the child to Haitang to hold him, and asked Ping Wuqi, "What are you doing?"

Ping Wuqi was grinding medicine on the table in the hall, and replied: "Prepare several different prescriptions, Mr. Sheng specially instructed..."

Kang Jiangxue should have asked Sheng Lingyu what the task was, but just now he was not thinking about it, so he waved his hand and shouted: "I'll do it when I come back, and go out with me for a walk."

Seeing this, Haitang couldn't help interjecting and teasing: "Your Majesty, isn't it too early to pick up Mr. Sheng? It's not dark yet."

Kang Jiangxue frightened Haitang with her eyes, the little girl shrank her neck, hugged Changle and hurried back into the hall.

It was already early autumn, the heat subsided and the weather was cool and pleasant. Kang Jiangxue and Ping Wuqi took a few Langweis to a nearby garden.

Hearing what Haitang said, the little emperor really wanted to wait for someone, he knew that Sheng Lingyu would not come back too early, so he was not very impatient, but he didn't want to hear human voices in the distance not long after he went to the garden.

"Come back? So early today?"

The little emperor sat up from the stone platform and was about to show a smile when his expression suddenly froze on his face. He frowned and looked at Ping Wuqi, and asked sharply: "...is it too noisy?"

Ping Wuqi looked dignified: "Not bad."

It was too loud indeed.If the person who came was Sheng Lingyu, no, if the person who came was a normal visitor, it would be impossible for anyone to have so many noises. Listening to this movement, it was clear that many people had come, but it was the sound of neat footsteps.

All right, why are there so many people in the palace?

Lang Wei's reaction was more vigilant than that of the little emperor. Lang Wei, who was familiar with the leader, gave the rest of the group a wink, and they hurriedly protected the little emperor on his way back.

"Go back to Zhengyang Palace and contact Mr. Sheng immediately."

A group of people walked hurriedly, retreating from the original road, when they turned the corner, the source of the heavy footsteps also appeared, it was really a group of soldiers dressed differently from the Imperial Army.

No one spoke, but that quick glance made everyone's hearts tense quickly.

The little emperor had experienced a similar situation before, and he thought of words such as palace change and conspiracy almost instantly. He was shocked and couldn't stop thinking: Who is it?Fu Honglang?

Because the little emperor stayed behind closed doors and Sheng Lingyu seized power in the court, the evil ghost lost his patience and wanted to make a clean break?

In anxiety, Kang Jiangxue could only think about the safety of Changle, she wished she could rush back to her child immediately, and when she reached the gate of Zhengyang Palace, it was completely dark.

The little emperor was about to step in, Lang Wei and Ping Wuqi stopped him together: "Wait, something is wrong."

Different from the sound outside, Zhengyang Palace was a bit too quiet. Although the candles were burning, there was no popularity at all. Not only did Haitang not come out to greet her, even the gatekeepers, guards, and imperial guards disappeared. It was generally hollowed out outside.

Some people have come and even wiped out all the defenders of the little emperor.

Fear gripped the little emperor's throat, he hesitated at the door for a moment, and the only option was to go in.

The little emperor stepped in regardless of the obstruction. There was no one in the hall. He rushed straight to the innermost bedroom, and saw Changle's cradle at a glance.Chang Le was awake, babbling and waving her arms and spitting out blisters. Beside her stood a tall, bright red figure.

The figure shook the cradle with one hand to keep the child rocking, and held a long thin pipe in the other, staring at the child's face with interest.

The child laughed, and he laughed too, but the red-clothed and red-eyed posture of the smile did not have the appearance that a human should have.

It's really him.

Kang Jiangxue's footsteps froze, and her legs were as heavy as lead. He wanted to yell and get out of the way, and immediately stepped forward to push him away, but Fu Honglang's hand was so close to Changle's neck. He couldn't even breathe.

As if hearing the movement at the door, Fu Honglang narrowed his eyes and turned around, chuckling: "You're back?"

Kang Jiangxue's throat rolled, and in the overwhelming sense of panic, she insisted on holding on, her face unchanged: "How did you come in? If you want to change the sky, you can't have so many people."

Fu Honglang looked at the little emperor with a smile, but did not speak, but a voice suddenly came from behind, familiar and leisurely said: "Your Majesty walks so fast, it is really difficult to see each other."

Hearing the sound, the little emperor turned his head, and one person behind him led the troops in. Within seconds, Ping Wuqi and several Lang guards had been arrested. Compared with the layers of figures outside, the situation in the palace is actually one-sided.

Kang Jiangxue was unable to speak for a moment. He looked at the leader, gritted his teeth, and couldn't believe it: "You joined hands with Fu Honglang? Are you crazy? The conspiracy is to punish the nine clans!"

Yang Huo was wearing a purple shirt, with an eye patch covering one eye, and he looked heroic and unrestrained, without any recurrence of old injuries as rumored.

Facing the little emperor's questioning, he shook his head indifferently, and interrupted: "Your Majesty may have misunderstood. How could I be plotting a rebellion? I have come to save Your Majesty."

The little emperor sneered: "You save me?"

Yang Huo said: "That's right, saving His Majesty from Sheng Lingyu's hands is no longer such a legitimate situation, is it?"