Your Majesty's three views follow the five senses

The prime minister, why did he try his best to save himself?If the sword was a little more off, it wouldn't be the left shoulder that was injured... The picture gradually overlapped with that of three years ago. In that year, Xia Yi seemed to stand in front of the second younger brother in the same way, protecting that person. Safe and secure.

In fact, Nan Wenqing was a little jealous, sometimes he would think that it would be great if he was the one Xia Yi protected behind him.

But he also knew very well that he would only be the one he raised his sword against.

Xia Yi's position will never be that of him, Nan Wenqing.

He knew it from the moment he gave the decree to kill his second brother... "Your Majesty?" Xia Yi held his wound and called out the little emperor who was in a daze. I don't know why, the little emperor recently When the emperor talked to him, he became more and more distracted.

"This place is not far from Liuzhou, and you didn't bring any wound medicine with you. I will help you back to the carriage to treat the wound first, and then apply the medicine when you get to the state capital, okay?" Taste of coaxing.

"Okay." Xia Yi was startled when he heard the words, looked up at Nan Wenqing's worried expression, and couldn't help feeling a little dazed.

He seemed to want to teach him to be sloppy, but he didn't bring any medicine with him?

Unexpectedly, he couldn't help but be seduced by others' "OK", nodded dully, and let the little emperor help him into the carriage.

In a trance, there is an illusion that the years are quiet and everything the daughter-in-law says is right.

...When we arrived at the state capital, it was getting late, and the crimson rays of light spread from the sky, casting a layer of gentleness on the small Liuzhou, and slowly elongating the two figures.

"Slow down." Nan Wenqing carefully helped the prime minister out of the carriage, not wanting to be touched by others, and regardless of the officials who greeted him behind him, he quickly ordered someone to find a doctor to take care of the prime minister's wounds.

Ever since, the entire state capital was busy up and down until nightfall, when all the maids entered the inner room to serve, they were all kicked out of the room by the emperor.

Not only that, the emperor insisted on driving the doctor out just after taking the medicine, with a stubborn face, as if someone was going to grab something from him.

The officials were ashamed at the moment.

"Your Majesty?" The Prime Minister, who witnessed the whole process, was a little surprised and panicked when he saw the little emperor reaching out to pick up his clothes.

"What are you thinking? I'll give you medicine!" Nan Wenqing looked at his bewildered expression, suddenly felt unhappy, and said angrily.

Xia Yi: "..." Why is this picture so familiar?

What did the minister say?

The minister just thought it would be good to leave these things to the servants.

"Hiss—it hurts!" As if the words in his heart were heard, the little emperor pouted, held up a silk cloth to wipe the blood, and pressed hard on the edge of the prime minister's wound, Xia Yi gasped in pain.

Seeing him like this, Nan Wenqing seemed to be even more annoyed, and didn't talk to him, so she simply lost her temper, and the strength in her hand was no longer important, but the Prime Minister was afraid of offending him again, so she hurt but didn't dare to say anything , Breaking out in a cold sweat.

Are you really here for the medicine and not the punishment?

Xia Yi couldn't help cursing secretly in his heart.

After an unknown period of time, Nan Wenqing seemed to feel Xia Yi's forbearance, and the strength in his hands gradually eased.

A certain prime minister breathed a sigh of relief as if he had escaped a catastrophe.

"It seems that every time I get hurt, it's His Majesty who prescribes medicine for me." Xia Yi opened his mouth to break the strange tranquility, looking at the little emperor who was still carefully administering the medicine to himself despite the lingering anger, he couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart warm.

"But it seems that every time you are seriously injured, it is because of me." Hearing this, Nan Wenqing's hands paused, not knowing whether it was self-blame or grievance.

Xia Yi didn't answer, he really didn't know what to say.

It seemed that since meeting the little emperor, every serious injury he had suffered was really for him.

But it was he who brought him salvation and warmth.

It was he who gave him hope for the rest of his life.

"Did you never take your own life seriously?" After a long time, I heard the little emperor speak again, his voice seemed trembling.

Why, made the little emperor cry?

But the little emperor kept his eyes down, staring at the medicine on his shoulder. Xia Yi couldn't see his expression at all, and couldn't help but feel confused: "No, I don't, I don't." "Then why are you always like this? The second brother has Dangerous, you risk your life to save, I can understand, but a court lady who met by chance has a grievance, you also risk your life to write a letter to the late emperor, even if I, even if I was assassinated, you have to protect me with your life... "Nan Wenqing lowered her head, and her voice became smaller and smaller, but Xia Yi was in a daze, and heard the last sentence clearly: "You treat your life as worthless, and you can do it casually. Everyone is worth it."

It turns out that the little emperor still remembers all these things?

But why do I always feel that this sentence is strangely said by him?

After being shocked, a soreness suddenly surged in his heart, Xia Yi said hoarsely: "No, you are not just a random person."

So he always thought, is this how he sees him?

It turned out that he always thought that Xia Yi could save the second prince and a poor court lady, but he alone could not save Nan Wenqing.

Little emperor, don't you dislike yourself?

Or did he think he didn't like him?

When did it start?

But it is clear that everything he did was for his highness... Xia Yi couldn't help raising his hand, wanting to rub the head of the person in front of him, but unexpectedly, before he could touch it, he was caught The little emperor opened it cautiously.

"The medicine is ready, prime minister, let's have a good rest, I'm going out first." Xu Shi realized the gaffe just now, Nan Wenqing calmed down and said flatly.

Walking so fast, I don't know if it's because of fear or something else, and I don't even leave a chance for the people behind me to speak.

Xia Yi suddenly felt that there seemed to be many things between him and His Majesty, the two of them were looking at each other from a distance, but they dared not take a step.