Your Majesty, don't worry

The weather was getting colder and colder, and the sky began to snow in the morning. The Phalaenopsis orchids in Lanyuan finished blooming and then fell.

Qi Yan's symptoms tended to recur, and he had a low-grade fever repeatedly for several days. Su Qingbai teased him for being too indulgent, but Qi Yan was not annoyed. He held his hand and the two stood in front of the jade steps of Nuanxin Pavilion watching the snow , Qi Yan wore a white fox fur fur, the neckline and cuffs were stained with black, and he looked a lot thinner.

Sustaining a low-grade fever consumed some energy. In addition, the military situation in the north was urgent. The Shatuo clan devoted all their efforts to attack the northern border. Qi Yan sat in the imperial study all night.His complexion became more sallow.In the early court, civil servants and military officials had different opinions, and there was no result after arguing and arguing. Qi Yan's brain is still buzzing.

He wanted to hide the matter from Su Qingbai about the matter in the north, lest he would feel sad when he thought about the past.

The cold wind blew, and occasionally a few flakes of snow fell on Su Qingbai's hair.

Qi Yan held Su Qingbai's hand tightly, and said: "Go back to the house to warm up when it's cold. You have to come out to see the snow in the morning, just like a child, it's not like you haven't seen snow before."

Su Qing smiled, "I want to see more." I'm afraid I won't have the chance to watch it again in the future.What Qi Yan wanted to hide was something that Su Qingbai didn't know very well.In the past, one was in the Su residence and the other was in the imperial palace. As long as Su Qingbai wanted to know what happened in the palace, everything would be clear.

Seeing Su Qingbai standing silently and dazed, Qi Yan coaxed softly: "Be good, go back to the house, let Liufu bring some meals, eat some around the stove to warm your body."

Su Qingbai raised her eyes and smiled softly at Qi Yan, saying, "Qi Yan, there is one thing I need to thank you for back then."

Qi Yan's heart clenched, he knew Su Qingbai's temperament well, Su Qingbai seldom said thank you in the past ten years since she was a child, even though she was smiling now, Qi Yan's serious tone made Qi Yan's chest pounding.

Su Qingbai took a long breath and said: "After my father died, you secretly erected a tomb for him in northern Xinjiang, and later buried my mother properly, and sent a mausoleum guard to guard that cemetery all year round. Thanks a lot."

Qi Yan was extremely astonished, and looked at him with flickering eyes. The matter in northern Xinjiang has always been the heart disease of the two of them. In the past few years, they have avoided it as much as they can, and no one will poke at this sensitive point.Right now, Su Qingbai must have heard some rumors in the hall ahead, so she suddenly brought up these things again.In fact, the burial of the princess of Northern Xinjiang was done in an extremely detailed and secret way, and it was done only after Su Qingbai was accepted into the imperial capital. How did he know?

He knew that the king of Beijiang was not really plotting rebellion, but he had just succeeded to the throne at that time, the situation in the court was unstable, and all forces were fighting openly and secretly. s face.He can only slowly clean up those who have dissenting intentions in the court first, and use the hands of others to wash away the stigma of the King of Northern Xinjiang.

Doing these things is not for Su Qingbai, but for Qi Yan's future path, which he has already planned step by step in a down-to-earth manner, and there is no need for the first emperor to pave the way for him.

Qi Yan felt that the hand of the person holding him was a bit cold, shook his head and said in a low voice: "You don't need to say thank you, I just hope you don't hate me."

The word "hate" was actually cut on the tip of Su Qingbai's heart, and it is unknown who will hate whom in the future.

Su Qingbai smiled wryly and said: "Qi Yan, if there is a chance, I really want to take you to northern Xinjiang, in front of their tombs, and let them have a good look at you." Not to mention what happened before, only Qi Yan treated him for ten years As long as the day is good, he must keep this sincerity in his heart.

Qi Yan's heart was extremely sour, for whom did they die?He enthroned as the emperor and let the whole northern Xinjiang be buried with him. Those who died innocently in northern Xinjiang would probably not forgive him.

"If the king of Northern Xinjiang knew about it underground, he would have spat at me. He has scolded me a hundred and eighty times."

Su Qing paused, and said, "Father...he won't, he's very good, very good..."

The more Su Qingbai couldn't go on talking, the more uncomfortable Qi Yan's heart was. He knew the character of the king of Northern Xinjiang. Back then, the king of Northern Xinjiang held a heavy army and brought a bloodthirsty army with him, as well as a flock of red-feathered birds. Before the late emperor charged him with a treasonous crime, he took advantage of the trend, so who is on the dragon chair today, I have to say something else.But the king of Beijiang didn't do anything, suppressed a group of soldiers who were fighting for him, took off his official uniform, removed the gold seal, and died quietly.

Su Qingbai didn't know what to think of, and she was in a daze. Qi Yan took his cold hand and put it on his chest, but he couldn't cover it.

Just feeling uncomfortable, Lu Chan walked out from the sparse wind and snow. After saluting to Qi Yan, he bowed and said, "Your Majesty, hundreds of coffins appeared on the Xijiao River for no reason, and some of the coffins were drifting. It crashed away...the surface of the river is a bit horrible..."

Lu Chan always speaks directly to the point, concise and to the point.Just as Qi Yan was about to speak, Lu Chan said again, "Someone has already checked, but the people on both sides of the river have never seen this scene before, and they were terrified. They all said it was a bad omen, and the emperor might have bloodshed."

Su Qingbai sneered, didn't she?The Shatuo tribe is trying their best to invade northern Xinjiang to plunder food, and blood will be shed in war, and it is not a disaster of blood.The common people especially like to think about superstition when they encounter problems.

Qi Yan rubbed the center of his brows, his complexion turned pale again, and said, "Write some pamphlets on enlightenment, and distribute them to the people to read more. It saves you from guessing all day long."

After Lu Chan left, Qi Yan choked on the cold wind into his lungs and coughed unceasingly. Lu Fu was full of worry and looked at Mr. Su from behind. The emperor coughed like this. .

After a while, Su Qingbai said, "Your Majesty, let me visit the western suburbs."

He was already coughing badly, but Qi Yan's face turned purple when he heard this sentence.

Liufu hurried up, and persuaded in a trembling voice: "Your Majesty, Mr. Su, it's windy outside, so let's go back to the room first and then talk."

Qi Yan shook off Su Qingbai's hand, and entered the room by himself.Su Qingbai and Liu Fu looked at each other, and Liu Fu said with a bitter face, "My lord, go back too." The emperor is sick now, how could Mr. Su speak so nonchalantly.The emperor regards Mr. Su as a treasure, and usually would not let him take risks, not to mention that there is an extra person in his stomach, how could the emperor let him go to the western suburbs.

Su Qingbai bowed her head and remained silent, knowing that Qi Yan was being angered, thinking silently in her heart how to persuade him to let her go out.

The innermost pavilion of the Nuanxin Pavilion was paved with earth dragons, and it was warm and cozy when you walked in. Qi Yan sat on the bed with Mrs. Loujintang in his hands and looked through the memorials. There were many delicate foods on the table beside him.When Su Qingbai came in, Qi Yan didn't lift his eyelids.He had a bad cough just now, and his face is still tired.