The third year after the death of the emperor

The lights flickered.

Since the Zhou family incident happened, Zhang Ze, chief of the Imperial Hospital, has been guarding the palace every step of the way, staying by His Majesty's side to drive, because of the injury of Mr. Xie.He knelt by the couch and carefully picked out the fragments in Xie Wen's palm.Master Dishi's hands were as cold as ice, and it seemed that even the blood had no temperature... He was secretly startled, but he didn't dare to say anything, he just applied medicine to bandage it.

And his serious master, the current sage, is holding the emperor in his arms, not afraid of other people's opinions.Xiao Xuanqian stared at Zhang Ze treating the teacher's wound, paused for breath, couldn't help covering Xie Wen's eyes, and whispered to him: "Don't look."

Xie Wen's slender eyelashes trembled in the palm of his hand, rubbing it itchyly: "If you can't see your eyes, won't it hurt?"

Xiao Xuanqian felt guilty and irritable, but he couldn't think of anything to say, so he said sullenly: "In this case, why did the teacher hurt himself?"

"You came to ask me instead." Xie Wen moved Xiao Xuanqian's hand away, "Have I lost enough blood for you?"

Xiao Xuanqian was wronged for a while, and he lowered his head obediently to let him teach him a lesson. After seeing that his hand was bandaged, he grabbed the opponent's wrist back in front of his eyes, and asked Zhang Ze: "Do you need to prescribe another prescription?"

Zhang Ze bowed and said, "Master Xie's internal injury did not heal the day before yesterday, and he lost blood again tonight. If you don't take good care of it, the root cause of the disease may fall. After I go back and discuss with my colleagues, I will give Mr. Xie the right medicine. And there is..."

He raised his eyes and quietly glanced at Xie Wen, looking at his complexion, he wondered: "Your Majesty, the emperor looks healthy on weekdays, but according to my humble opinion, Mr. Xie is depressed. If it goes on for a long time, I'm afraid it will be... "

He didn't dare to say the words "life is not long", but Xie Wen had expected it a long time ago, and Tongtong would say these words occasionally.

Xiao Xuanqian's eyelids twitched, and he looked up coldly: "What do you mean?"

Zhang Ze wiped his sweat, and said tremblingly: "This disease is hard to get angry, and worrying about it hurts the body the most."

Xiao Xuanqian stared at him for a long while, his face was covered with cloud, but then he suddenly lost his breath. He raised his hand and pressed the throbbing forehead, suppressing the incompetent anger towards himself, and said: "Back off! .”

"Yes."

Zhang then withdrew from the hall.The little emperor's face was very ugly, and he was silent for a moment, then put on his clothes and re-lighted the candlestick, and sat beside Xie Wen, as if he had been hit.

"Talk about business?" Xie Wen didn't seem to have heard Zhang Ze's words, he said indifferently, "While you are still sober and don't go crazy in front of me, let me ask you, where is Jian Fengzhi locked?"

Xiao Xuanqian didn't understand his attitude of not caring much, but he endured it and replied: "I asked Shen Yuexiao to watch him."

"Master Shen?" Xie Wen was stunned, thinking that Shen Yuexiao is Xiao Jiu's man after all, and he has been in charge of the secret prison for so long, and his ability to find out the formula is second to none, but he still asked, "The two of them are discussing in the apse... How do you feed the horse?"

Xiao Xuanqian said: "It may also be horse training."

"Okay. There are no missing arms or legs, it's okay." Xie Wen didn't have high expectations, and told him, "The kid is very good, and he has saved my life. Don't bother him, and let him go after you find out."

Xiao Xuanqian looked at him, his teeth were itchy, and he was silent for a while.And Xie Wen seemed to slowly figure out his uncertainty, and added leisurely: "If you touch the people around me again, you will piss me off."

The little emperor really didn't dare, and even felt some grievances from the bottom of his heart, and listened silently.

"The matter about Zhou Ziyue..."

"Don't call him that." Xiao Xuanqian raised his head suddenly, his eyes were like cold stars, "Don't call him by his name."

Xie Wen paused in her words, for a moment she didn't understand what the other party cared about.The language habit of this court is to call each other's words to show intimacy. After all, Xie Wen was really friends with Zhou Mian, so she didn't change her words.

"...Teacher hasn't called me so intimately for a long time." Xiao Xuanqian murmured in a low voice, his originally calm sentence was suddenly filled with killing intent, "He doesn't deserve you to treat him like this."

The two have nearly identical attacks on each other.

"Okay." Xie Wen continued, "Although Zhou Mian is dead, the old general's old department has returned to Beijing to report on his duties. Because of treason charges, this is a major case. They dare not act rashly for the time being. If you are so cold for a few days, you must Those generals will try a little bit."

"Try what?"

"Testing whether you should kill Zhou Mian alone, or even those old heroes. They have to plan early. Besides, those people are making trouble..." Xie Wen stopped suddenly and thought about it, "I I haven't been in the court for several years, I don't know how you treat the officials and how you manipulate them. You can decide these things yourself, but I shouldn't have..."

Xiao Xuanqian stroked his wrist, his heart burned for the other party's wound, and said in a low voice: "...they are not worthy of your attention, the teacher can just focus on me."

Xie Wen's words faltered, she paused like a lump in her throat, and she turned her eyes back.The little emperor is stable in the court, so there is no need to use him to intervene...Since he already knew that the power in Xiao Jiu's hands is untouchable, why would he want to come here to commit some lowly crime.Could it be that Xiao Jiu said that he changed, and he could believe it all based on one side of the story?After living for so many years, it is too naive.

He let out a breath slowly, pretending that he hadn't said these words, closed his eyes for a moment of silence, and asked softly, "...that little eunuch named Wen Cheng, did you also kill him?"

Xiao Xuanqian fiddled with his fingers, stroked his slender knuckles back and forth several times, and said, "Teacher, you want to keep it for a trial?"

"I don't have the ability to be your master."

Xiao Xuanqian's mood was fluctuating. As soon as he heard the other party's words that drew a clear line and created distance, he felt extremely irritable and depressed, and wanted to smash something... In the process, it was inevitable that he loved the other party so much, but And because of jealousy, unwillingness, and various reasons, he hurt him.The little emperor kissed his fingertips patiently, and said in a low voice, "Don't say that."

Xie Wen abruptly withdrew her hand, and the scene fell into a stalemate again.Xiao Xuanqian looked at his face, sometimes he felt that the other party still treated him so tenderly and lovingly, and sometimes he felt that even if he was close to Xie Huaiyu, he couldn't make up for the other party's frosty alienation and resistance, his teacher treated him So good, is it just an overnight dream, an unreal hallucination?

He was so focused on Xie Wen's injury that he didn't notice that the claw marks he was scratched by the cat were also oozing blood.It wasn't until the long-haired jade lion got into Xie Wen's arms again that he was attracted.

Xiao Xuanqian stared at the top of the jade lion's head, watching the teacher's hand slowly stroking it.Candlelight in the cold night, he really wanted to exchange with this cat, but Xie Huaiyu always refused his approach...even refused to take a good look at him.

The cat pretended that it hadn't done anything, and only knew that it was lying in Xie Wen's arms. It wagged its tail, and it was very old next year, but it couldn't be seen that it was an old cat.

The jade lion was given to him by Xie Wen.

It’s just that it has been kept for so long and is not familiar with it, and it still only likes the teacher in its heart... Maybe this can be regarded as a pet following the owner, and he only has the teacher in his heart.Xiao Xuanqian withdrew his gaze in frustration, and said dullly: "It's shedding hair."

"Ok?"

The little emperor leaned over, not paying attention to the cat at all, he leaned over and hugged each other, determined to sleep on the same bed with Xie Wen.The Jade Lion squeezed between the two of them and rolled around, then the cat struggled to poke its head out, and shouted angrily: "Meow meow meow——"

Xie Wen said: "Are you a cat that doesn't shed hair?"

"I am." The emperor insisted on referring to a deer as a horse and a human as a cat, but no one dared to refute.He pulled the Jade Lion Pa to under the bed, and then embraced him involuntarily. It was clearly an order, but he said expectantly, "You touch me too."

After several years of rifts and collapses, and a game of dead chess that has long been frozen and unable to move, after being tortured to death by such a person, he can still hallucinately see Xiao Jiu's appearance back then, Xie Wen was distracted For a moment, then smiled again, allowed him to lean over without saying a word, and closed his eyes.

The familiar sound of breathing, the familiar temperature and embrace... and the disintegration and death of birds following all the good things.Even if Xie Wen was thinking about it, she couldn't figure it out. Since he was going to die, why did she rely on him, keep him, and say that she couldn't live without him?Can people's words and deeds really be so contradictory, can they really be so double-faced and inconsistent?

He remembered the banquet at Li Zaifu's mansion not long after the other party took the throne.Xiao Xuanqian no longer needs him, so he can unscrupulously break off his hard work, power, relatives and friends, he doesn't know how to restrain himself, as if Xie Wenzhong betrayed his relatives and had nothing, so that he can feel at ease.

As for any memorials and reference books, they are all just a piece of paper.Xie Wen took great pains to prepare everything, intending to let the old general Zhou retire, let Xiao Xuanqian take back the military power and have a good name when he ascends the throne...but he doesn't accept this situation, he wants to settle everything before he ascends the throne. For the account of these three dynasties, the elders of the three dynasties should prostrate at his feet and kowtow to admit their mistakes, or die without a place to bury them.

Although the turmoil started because of his close personal relationship with Zhou Mian, the final conflict fell into the dispute between the government and the opposition.On that day, Xie Wen saw the prototype of a tyrant for the first time.He was crushed on the cold and hard table, with shattered pieces of teacups, cracked pens, inks, papers and inkstones. The little emperor's breath was strong and terrifying, piercing his heart and engulfing his bones and blood.

The bright red was covered with snow-white rice paper, he was clasped by the wrist, and he was bitten hard while the blood was flowing, as if the other party made a living by hurting him, so as to obtain comfort.At that time, he really thought that Xiao Xuanqian wanted to insult him and kill him at the same time.

Fragments pierced the skin, tooth marks, and the terrible situation/event that he dare not recall until now, Xiao Xuanqian dragged him back and held him in his arms again and again, not allowing him to escape, as if being torn apart by a wolf All over the body, over and over again, without end.The pain almost pierced into the spine, and he fell into the arms of the new emperor. The red gold emperor's clothes were stained with blood and some other liquids. His mind was chaotic, and he could hardly utter a complete sentence.

Xie Wen panted in a hurry and chaotically, his whole body was trembling, swallowed by rage, his throat was bitten, Xiao Jiu's breath was cold and terrifying, he wanted to say something to coax the other party, just like in the past... But he couldn't say anything When he came out, those gentle words were stuck in his throat, which made him feel more cruel than the other party's crazy forced insult.

why treat me like this?

Do I owe you anything?