Your Majesty's three views follow the five senses

"How long will His Majesty plan to keep me in prison?"

In the sleeping hall, Xia Yi's hands were bound by long iron chains, but he was not in a hurry, instead he was sitting on the dragon chair and making tea leisurely.

"What is His Majesty thinking, don't we know? The Prime Minister should rest here first." Lin Shangde wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, panicking in his heart.

Even if we haven't seen each other for more than a year, even if he looks sick, the Prime Minister still has his prestige.

"I'm no longer prime minister, and you don't need to call me prime minister anymore." Xia Yi said after a pause.

"Then, empress?" Lin Shangde asked cautiously.

"Boom__" the teacup was knocked on the table violently, Xia Yi's expression was so ugly that he seemed to want to eat people, he took a deep breath, slowly raised his head to stare at Lin Shangde, after a long while, he gritted his teeth and said: " You don't have to."

"What's the need? Did Lin Shangde call it wrong? Empress." The little emperor came in from the door waving his fan, looking in a good mood.

"Where's the imperial doctor?" Nan Wenqing asked.

"The imperial doctor has just left, and said the prime minister—no, the empress's health is very bad. I don't know the reason yet, so I plan to prescribe some medicine for recuperation first." Lin Shangde bowed his head.

"Understood, let's go down." Nan Wenqing waved his hand, but Xia Yi suddenly said: "Eunuch Lin, please call me Mr. Xia in the future."

Lin Shangde was startled and almost fainted.

You two are having a temper tantrum, why do you want to get me involved?He raised his eyes and looked at his Majesty—as expected, Nan Wenqing's expression turned ugly instantly.

"Lin Shangde, get out." Nan Wenqing said calmly.

"Yes." He wished he could run as far as he could now, so as not to be accidentally injured.

Nan Wenqing approached Xia Yi who was locked on the chair, lifted his chin with a golden fan, and said with a smile, "Why, are you not satisfied with your new identity?"

"Your Majesty, stop messing around." Xia Yi closed his eyes and sighed.

"You say I'm messing around?" Nan Wenqing's hands trembled.

"Isn't it? From marrying a wife to imprisoning a minister, which of the things you do is not fooling around? You are the emperor! If you have this spare time, why don't you go and find out—" "Crack!" The fan swung, and suddenly He slapped Xia Yi's face fiercely. Fortunately, the chain was long enough, so he supported his body with his hands in time, otherwise his head would hit the golden chair, and the consequences would be disastrous.

He swallowed the blood welling up to the corner of his mouth, and turned to look at Nan Wenqing, as if he had expected it long ago, without any emotion.

"Ayi, I, I'm sorry, I..." Nan Wenqing was slightly startled, seeing a deep red mark on his face, she panicked instantly.

He didn't want to hit him, he didn't know why it happened...Xia Yi propped himself up and sat up, holding the trembling hand of the little emperor who was holding the fan.

His body also trembled violently.

Are you afraid?

"I'm fine." Looking at him like this, Xia Yi didn't know whether to be angry or to comfort him, so he simply pulled him over and hugged him, smiling weakly.Seeing Nan Wenqing like this, he couldn't help but hug him to dispel all the haze and cold for him.

"Ayi, I'm sorry, I'm sorry one by one" the little emperor's voice was a little trembling, he didn't dare to face the scar on Xia Yi's face, so he simply buried his face in Xia Yi's chest and began to cry, as if he was about to cry More than a year of grievances.

Xia Yi didn't say anything, just hugged him tightly and let him cry.

This was the first time he saw Nan Wenqing crying so sadly.

The day the emperor passed away, the whole country mourned, but he didn't cry; the day when he pointed a sword at him under the eyes of everyone on the Lantern Festival, he didn't cry; the day he said goodbye in the dungeon, he didn't hurt his heart in every possible way. cry.

All the grievances are gathered in today's embrace.

After some time, the little emperor in his arms finally calmed down, raised his head and called softly, "Ah Yi?"

"Tired from crying?" Xia Yi wiped his tears.

"Yes." Nan Wenqing nodded.

"Don't cry next time, it's ugly when you cry." Xia Yi laughed.

"If you're ugly, you'll be ugly." The little emperor surprisingly didn't refute.

"You're still crying, you're an emperor, so you can't just cry casually." Xia Yi pinched the little emperor's face. He lost a lot of weight over the past year, and it didn't feel right when he pinched it.

Nan Wenqing tightly hugged his hand, and said displeasedly: "Yi, you know what, I hate it when you tell me one by one, you are the emperor, you can't do this, you can't do that... "But Ah Yi, I'm human too." Nan Wenqing's voice was a little choked up, as if the stamina from crying just now hadn't passed.

Nan Wenqing looked up at Xia Yi who was motionless, and seemed to be frozen, so she didn't want to bring up this topic again.

Seeing that Xia Yi had been silent for a long time, and didn't know what to say, he simply said to himself: "You don't like people calling you queen, so it's fine if you don't, if you__" "I'm sorry." Xia Yi suddenly said road.His voice was low and surprisingly calm.

"What?" Nan Wenqing paused.

Xia Yi looked at the stunned little emperor, didn't explain, and wanted to change the subject with a smile: "The abolishment of the empress__" "This won't work, don't even think about it. I have paid so much to establish this empress, I know you are here What are you worried about, but now even if I abolish the empress, nothing can be redeemed. You care about the fame of the old man, but I don't care. If you think it is wrong, then just make it wrong." Nan Wenqing immediately interrupted him, and said firmly .

After a while, he raised his hand and left Xia Yi's broken hair next to the wound, just like how Xia Yi had arranged his hair back then.

"Ayi, are you in pain? I remember that you are most afraid of pain." Nan Wenqing frowned and said cautiously: "I'll call the imperial doctor."

"No need." Xia Yi grabbed the little emperor who was about to get up, "Blow it, it won't hurt anymore."

Nan Wenqing frowned and looked at him. If he blows the pain, he can fly away. Why do you need a doctor?However, he did not resist Xia Yi's request, but he still had to go to the imperial doctor to get the medicine later.

"Then if you can't stand the pain, just call me." Nan Wenqing said, wrapping her hands around Xia Yi's neck, and sticking half of her body to him.

The little emperor didn't notice anything wrong with this posture at all, he just thought it was convenient to sit, and then he blew lightly, for fear of touching his wound.

Feeling the temperature from his chest, and the little guy rubbing against his body, after all, a certain prime minister couldn't stand it first: "Your Majesty." Xia Yi suddenly called out.

"What's wrong?" Nan Wenqing looked at him with concern.

"You, can you sit still?" Xia Yi shrank back.

"Ah? Oh." Nan Wenqing realized that his posture was too intimate, but he didn't get up. Instead, he planned to grow evil from his heart, "Why? Ah Yi can't hold it anymore?"

Instead, he leaned forward.

"Your Majesty, it's not good for you to come down." Xia Yi was restrained hands and feet, and there was no way to retreat.

"Is that so? Then you promise me two conditions, and I'll go down." Nan Wenqing pursed her lips and said maliciously.

Seeing that Xia Yi didn't object, he added: "First, our position... I will have the final say in the future, even if you have no news of you for more than a year."

Of course Xia Yi understood what he meant, and tried hard to suppress the urge to hit him.

What time is this?Are these things all in your head?

"Okay, I promise you." Xia Yi said reluctantly.

Anyway, I can't live for a few more days, and with the poison on my body, I can't do those things, so just agree.

"So refreshing?" Nan Wenqing rejoiced secretly, and said again: "Secondly, you have to promise me that no matter what happens in the future, no matter how many days you have left to live, you will never leave me alone and run away again. __", he stared seriously at Xia Yi's gentle eyes, "Say you like me."

"Your Majesty, these are three things." Xia Yi smiled helplessly.

"I don't care, I don't care, you promise me." Nan Wenqing was naturally confident and hugged him even tighter.

"All right, all right, I promise you everything." Xia Yi compromised with a smile.

"Nan Wenqing, I like you." Xia Yi said seriously.

Nan Wenqing raised her head and met his soft eyes, like the spring breeze, coming slowly, just like the sweet-scented osmanthus flowers swaying in the wind that year, Shanshan was lovely.

"Oh." Nan Wenqing was a little absent-minded, and answered in a low voice.

"I won't leave. No matter what happens, I won't leave. I will die by your side." Xia Yi's eyes were wet, and there were already tears rolling. The little emperor was afraid that the tears would hurt the wound, so he hurriedly Brush him off.

But it seems... More and more?

"Ayi, don't cry, I didn't bully you." Nan Wenqing panicked.

"Chen is happy." Xia Yi smiled, and regardless of the wound on his face, he cried out in disappointment anyway.

He let it go, he used to be too obsessed with making Nan Wenqing a good emperor who will go down in history, but in the end he always made arrangements for him on his own, never asking him if he was willing.

His Nan Wenqing was so good, he was reluctant to leave.

"Qing'er, you loosen me, it's very uncomfortable to be tied with this iron chain." Xia Yi moved his hand, shaking the iron chain to make a crisp sound.

"Then you're not leaving?" Nan Wenqing was still worried.

"I really won't leave, even if you drive me away, I will follow you all my life, I will be wherever you are." Xia Yi said hoarsely.

"Okay then." Nan Wenqing also got off him in a compromise, and untied the iron chain.

Who knew that as soon as the chain was untied, his arm was grabbed vigorously...how could it still be pressed?

Lying on the dragon chair, Nan Wenqing pushed Xia Yi's shoulders, and said cautiously: "Didn't you say it's not good to meet you one by one?" Before the little emperor finished speaking, he was suddenly blocked by two warm lips He was a little surprised, but before he could think about it, Xia Yi had already got up. "You, what are you doing?" Nan Wenqing stammered.

"My face hurts, go and get me some medicine." Xia Yi didn't answer his words, just smiled and said to himself.

"Just take the medicine, why are you kissing me?" Nan Wenqing muttered softly.

"Go soon? Didn't kiss enough?" Xia Yi raised his chin, pretending to be a threat.

"Go, go, go..." Panickedly getting up from the dragon chair that was long enough to be used as a bed, Nan Wenqing staggered and ran out, as if there was some monstrous beast behind him.