Your Majesty's three views follow the five senses

"What do you want to tell me?" Xia Yi and Nan Manfeng sat on stone benches in the courtyard of Duanwang Mansion, facing each other.

Just now when he saw that Nan Manfeng seemed to have something to say to him, he deliberately sent Nan Wenqing away.

"Prime Minister is really smart." Nan Manfeng smiled.

Rumor has it that this prime minister is quite deep in the city and has vicious methods. He didn't believe it when he saw Xia Yi at first.

Mingming followed the little emperor's nephew, gentle and elegant, calm and careful, at first sight he was a trustworthy existence, having such a virtuous figure should be a blessing to Da Nan.

But these days, Xia Yi secretly dispatched troops and horses, arranged everything quietly, and blocked his retreat... Only then did he realize that this harmless appearance of humans and animals was only due to the presence of Nan Wenqing.

The little emperor was smart and decisive, but not ruthless enough. It was good to have Xia Yi standing behind him to block the swords, spears, swords and halberds.

At least when he looked at Nan Wenqing, his eyes were always gentle enough to make people fall.

but……

"Do you know, I saw you and His Majesty together, as if I saw Brother Huang... It's just that he is not as lucky as you." He gently rubbed the teacup in his hand, looked at Xia Yi and sighed .

"The first emperor?" Xia Yi asked in amazement.

"Brother Huang has trapped himself for the rest of his life. I can see that if he didn't get it, I hope His Majesty can get it, but...if you can't promise to be with you for a lifetime, it's better to leave early. Why should you disappoint someone who cares about you?" Nan Manfeng didn't answer him, and the conversation suddenly changed.

"What does Prince Duan mean?" Xia Yi was startled when he heard the words, his face turned cold instantly.

"If the king's news is correct, the prime minister and the king have been poisoned by the same strange poison. Feng Zhixue has no cure, and Mei Zhenxue is ordered to act, and she knows nothing about the poison; there are thousands of cures circulating in the rivers and lakes. Most of the medicines are just catching wind and shadows, so how will the prime minister plan to protect himself?" Nan Manfeng smiled bitterly.

"I am poisoned to the marrow, and I am already a dying person. I just want to advise the Prime Minister, Your Majesty is different from you." He stared at Xia Yi, and his expression suddenly became serious: "Do you think that if Your Majesty knows what is in your body? What will happen to the strange poison? According to his temperament, he is afraid that he will send his troops to the north to drive your army to Mobei to find an antidote. Do you want me to discuss the pros and cons with the Prime Minister in detail?"

Xia Yi was startled and clenched his fists.

He naturally knew, he even thought about it... Nan Manfeng was right.

Nan Wenqing is the star that tens of millions of people in Da Nan look forward to, a firm reliance, and a god of faith.

He is the emperor of Da Nan.

Suddenly he remembered that year when the little emperor stretched out his hand to him and said: "I'm in the south of Fanfu, but there are still people like you who might freeze to death on the streets in a few days. If you really want to thank His Highness, you can take the money and Take some people to ask for work and find a way out. If everyone is like this, when will the world be prosperous and prosperous, Haiyan and Heqing?"

He memorized a passage for more than ten years.

His majesty has been ambitious since he was a child, and put all the people in the world first. He should be a very good emperor, and he will be engraved in the annals of history and will last forever.

What about the strange poison in the body?His death is just a human life, if His Majesty is willful for him, then there will be wars everywhere and people will die.

"But we have come to this point, how do you want us to let go?" Xia Yi smiled wryly.

They missed it for eight years, and they finally had the courage to walk together, but now they told him that everything was just a warm dream, and it was time to wake up.

"What can be let go, as long as it lasts long enough, whether it's love or hatred, anger, ignorance and resentment, will be gradually forgotten." Nan Manfeng shook his head.

"Your Majesty is very stubborn in his bones, and it is common for him to have disputes with his father. If you insist on staying by his side, he is willing to do everything in the world for you. If you abandon him and leave, he will definitely kill you." Forget about it." He continued.

As long as you forget, there will be no more ties.

This sentence was told by the emperor's brother.

Of course he doesn't want to see any more desperate mandarin ducks, let alone His Majesty who is responsible for the world.

"The prime minister is the head of all officials, so he should know that people can't help themselves when they do this. The people of Liming envy and long for the high position and power. They can't get it, but His Majesty is born with it; Han Chuang studied hard for more than ten years and hoped for a title on the gold list. How many people in the past and present can turn their hands over the court like the prime minister to cover clouds and rain? Possessing things that ordinary people can't ask for, they will sacrifice themselves as an ordinary person. Human emotions." Nan Manfeng explained.

"Does the Prime Minister still think that His Majesty cannot leave you?" Nan Manfeng said calmly, taking a sip of his tea.

"In fact, he and his father are the same kind of people."

Nan Manfeng suddenly thought of his stubborn and arrogant emperor brother, and Nan Wenqing's figure gradually overlapped, and he couldn't help but smile wryly.

"But I still don't know it, I think I'm an infatuated kind."

It was getting late, and he didn't know how long he and Nan Manfeng had been sitting here.

Xia Yi has never been so confused, even if he was regarded as an opponent by His Majesty in those years, he can deal with it everywhere... "Your Majesty is coming back soon, let me think about it, the rest of the matter, I will handle it properly, so that I will not miss the country that the late emperor and prince laid down with my life." Xia Yi straightened his robe, got up and bowed his head.

In fact, his heart is like a mirror, Nan Manfeng is always thinking of His Majesty, in the final analysis, it is still his own selfishness.

But so what?

He thought that there was only a layer of secular barriers between them, but it turned out that there was a whole country between them.

The bleak wind blew up again, and he looked outside the courtyard wall of Prince Duan's Mansion. The autumn dusk was scattered across the sky, a bit desolate, a bit decadent... Nan Wenqing is the Nan Wenqing of all the people in the world. It should be his alone.