Your Majesty's three views follow the five senses

"Ah Yi, let them sit here, let's sneak out, shall we?" Inside the restaurant, Nan Wenqing sneaked up to Xia Yi at some point, and tugged at his cuff.

"You and I, a prime minister and a majesty, disappeared together. Do you think that all civil and military officials in the court are blind?" Xia Yi smiled and touched his forehead, full of pampering.

Fortunately, the two were standing behind a pillar, and the gauze curtain was hanging down to block Xia Yi's movements. In order to cover for His Majesty, Eunuch Lin also cleverly dismissed the people on this side.

Nan Wenqing stamped her feet in dissatisfaction, pouted and said, "But, I just want to watch the Lantern Festival with you."

"After a while, the common people will pay their respects to the holy face. Your Majesty is standing on the tallest tower in the entire Great South, are you afraid that you won't see the Fireworks and Lantern Mountain?" Xia Yi persuaded.

According to the customs of Da Nan, every year during the Shangyuan Festival, the emperor is mighty, and the people of Wangcheng are fortunate to gather under the city tower to see the dragon face.

Enhua reaches all over the world, Jiawu is prosperous and people are healthy.

"But, but I want to" "Bang—丨" Before Nan Wenqing finished speaking, the door of this floor of the restaurant was suddenly kicked open.

"Bold! Who dares to _poof!"

Before the minister could finish speaking, he was punched to the ground by the visitor, vomiting blood profusely.

All of you here are civil servants, so they have no power to restrain them.

In a hurry, the white blades were already on the necks of the ministers. The dancers were so frightened that they hugged their heads and crouched in a ball.

Suddenly, the entire floor was surrounded by a group of men in black. Nan Wenqing was startled, and hurriedly took out the dragon bone golden fan and walked forward: "Who are you waiting for!"

With a wave of the wide sleeves, the dragon on the cuffs seemed to swim along with it, and the black and gold embroidered dragon robe shone with sparkling light under the reflection of the candlelight.

Da Nan Tianzi, in his bones, revealed an inviolable majesty. A group of men in black stared at him, but no one made a move, until...until Nan Wenqing suddenly felt a gust of wind passing by, and a long sword It has already pressed against the back of his neck mercilessly.

Nan Wenqing was startled, and quickly spread out the golden keel fan. The blade on the fan was sharp. The person behind him was unprepared, and the long sword was swept away immediately, but the person had no intention of stopping. Following Nan Wenqing's dodge, Also took advantage of the trend to attack his heart.

Seeing the man holding the sword, Nan Wenqing's mind flickered and he couldn't dodge. A hideous bloody gash was cut deep on his left shoulder.

Seeing the cold light of the long sword attacking swiftly, the little emperor had no choice but to block it with his fan again, fearing that the sharp blade at the tip of the fan might injure the person, so he reserved all his moves, far less swift and fierce than the opponent's.

After advancing and retreating, after several rounds of attack and defense, Nan Wenqing finally struggled a bit, the folding fan in his hand fell to the ground, and when he tried to dodge again, the blade had already reached his throat, if he dared to move for a moment, blood would splatter on the spot.

"A Yi?" Nan Wenqing's eyes were a little confused, and he stared blankly at the person holding the sword in front of him.

He called very softly, his voice was even a little hoarse due to suppressing the choking, but Xia Yi could hear him clearly.

"Your Majesty, if you hand over the imperial seal, you may save your life." Xia Yi's voice was cold, without any emotion.

"Hand over... Yuxi?" Nan Wenqing couldn't believe it, and moved forward involuntarily, but Xia Yi didn't have the slightest intention to back down. The tip of the sword cut his skin, oozing out a string. blood beads.

"Your Majesty, it's better not to act rashly, the sword is ruthless." Xia Yi frowned and said coldly.

Nan Wenqing felt a little dizzy, and her heart ached terribly.

He clenched his fists tightly, trying not to let himself fall down, all civil and military officials looked at him, he was the emperor of Da Nan.

"Are these all yours?" Nan Wenqing asked.

"Naturally, they are all private soldiers of Chen Yuzhou. Your Majesty already knew about it, didn't you?" Xia Yi laughed.

Nan Wenqing trembled: "Since when did it start? Or are you saying that you have always __" "I covet His Majesty's throne, everyone in the world knows that His Majesty is just too easy to deceive." Xia Yi interrupted him road.

"It's easy to lie?" Nan Wenqing murmured.

"Naturally, this was a bureau from the very beginning. The purpose was to bring the minister's private soldiers in Yuzhou into the royal city without anyone noticing. Tsk, has your Majesty not reacted yet?" Xia Yi replied.

"So you said you like me, it's also fake, it's also fake..." Nan Wenqing didn't ask him, but just repeated it over and over again.

It seemed that there was something in the bottom of my heart that was suddenly emptied, leaving only an empty hole, which was cut by the wind and hurt.

All kinds of Yinri are just to dispel his suspicion, and to plan to seize power for today...?

"Tsk, Nan Wenqing, are you disgusting? I'm not interested in men." Probably because the sword was held up a little sorely, and it retreated against the tip of the sword in Nan Wenqing's throat. Xia Yi smiled jokingly, The sword picked up the little emperor's chin.

The king of a country has really been humiliated all over the place.

Nan Wenqing didn't even have the strength to get angry, but she still wanted to ask him again.

Ask him why he is doing this, why are you saying this to him at this time.

Ask him what is true and what is false in the past.

Ask him if he has a heart.

But after being silent for a long time, he just asked softly, "The lantern, are you still going to put it on?"

Xia Yi's hand trembled, and he almost lost his grip on the sword.

He thought that he was fully prepared, and he also expected that the little emperor would cry and make a fuss, and even thought up a series of rhetoric in response to his questioning.

But he just asked lightly, "Will the lantern still be on?"

It's just that the light in the eyes gradually dimmed.

It seemed that something was slowly being torn apart, and it fell together with the love in his heart.

That's right, isn't that exactly what he wants?

Disappointed, give up, forget about him, and just be your own emperor.

Xia Yi didn't dare to make a sound, and didn't dare to look him in the eyes, but just stared at the tip of the sword, so as not to hurt him again, and didn't let him see the clue.

He was afraid that he would not be able to bear it, so he rushed over and hugged him tightly, hugging him into his arms.

"瞍__丨" After a brief stalemate, a long arrow pierced through the air and knocked Xia Yi's sword straight to the ground. After the sword fell to the ground, there was a sound of "Yuan Dang__", and another group of people Crowded into the restaurant, the interior is bright, and it is clearly visible who is coming, it is the Royal Palace Guards!

All the officials were relieved, and looked in the direction of the door.

And the savior holding a bow and standing imposingly in silver armor and white robes was actually General Meng who was criticized by them on weekdays.

Xia Yijian was knocked down, and within a short time, he was held up by several imperial guards. Meng Yiyao saw that the little emperor was in a trance and was on the verge of falling, so she didn't have time to kneel down and immediately stepped forward to support him.

"I'm fine, fortunately you arrived in time." Nan Wenqing calmed down, turned to look at Meng Yiyao and said.

"It's the duty of a minister to protect His Majesty well." Meng Yiyao hurriedly grabbed his arm, no matter what happened, it was obvious that she was about to lose her footing.

"You... Prime Minister, do you have something to say?" Nan Wenqing didn't dare to look at his face, but just looked down at the ground dully, and said dully.

After all, he didn't even have the courage to look up, he was terrified of the banter and sarcasm on his face.

"Ah, if I said that I was just joking with His Majesty, will His Majesty let me go?" Xia Yanyi laughed.

"Yes." Nan Wenqing replied decisively without reason.

Xia Yi was stunned, and froze in place.

He wanted to add fuel to the flames, but he shot himself in the foot.

Of course he wanted to tell him that he liked him very much... Xia Yi clenched his fists tightly, trying to use pain to keep himself rational.

The nails sank into the palm of his hand, and warm blood flowed out, burning his heart.

"Then Aiqing, are you joking with me?" Nan Wenqing raised his head, facing Xia Yi's shocked pupils.

"What do you think, Your Majesty?" Xia Yi took a deep breath and said coldly.

He understands his little emperor, and he will not discriminate between right and wrong, and favor him, a criminal who conspired and committed crimes, in front of civil and military officials.

His Majesty will always stand in front of the people of the world, and in front of all civil and military officials.

Xia Yi suddenly remembered that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince when he first met him more than ten years ago was also so shining, admired by the people and convinced by the officials.He stretched out his hand to pull himself up, his little hand was soft and warm, he was obviously a child, but he still had to put on a majestic look.Perhaps since then, they are destined to be separated by thousands of mountains and rivers.

It's because he is too greedy, greedy for his warmth, cuteness, and beauty...It's because he is too selfish, he wants to rob someone from all the people in the world...but he really wants to let the little emperor , belongs to him alone.

Wealth and fame, rising to the top, high officials and high salary, killing the king and seizing the throne... He never thought about it, he just wanted to be alone.

But if he is not the prince, not the emperor, will he meet him?

What will happen to his rotten life that can't see a little light?

he does not know.

How come I just fell in love with him, the person I shouldn't think of the most.

"Put him in the dungeon and wait for his fate." Nan Wenqing was stunned for a moment, and said as expected.

"promise."