The third year after the death of the emperor

This man is really...

Before Xie Wen could think of words to describe it, her shoulders were surrounded.The little emperor has indeed changed a lot from before, as if after being transferred back to a relatively docile period, he has learned enough lessons and really changed.

He no longer had that forceful and hot plundering, but was very careful and licked his lips. This kiss was flat, simple and almost without twists and turns, without the slightest desire coming, only asking for support and comfort .

If she hadn't been threatened, Xie Wen found that she wasn't afraid of such intimacy.He heard Xiao Xuanqian's whispered words, as if those dull grievances were pouring out slowly: "I know I was wrong, I will never do that again... Huaiyu, don't throw me to others."

He still cared about the matter about Miss Fang before.

Xie Wen said: "Okay, if I introduce you to others, won't that hurt her? Idiot, if you hug me again, Tongtong will die of anxiety."

He kicked the opponent lightly, but Xiao Xuanqian couldn't tear it off like a sticky bubble gum, and just happened to take the cloak from Guo Jin and put it in the carriage.He said: "I will never forget my daughter, don't worry."

Xie Wen felt something was wrong when she heard this: "That's my daughter."

"It's mine too." Xiao Xuanqian said, "I will raise it for you. This is the crown prince I chose...the crown daughter."

Xie Wen was speechless and choked, before saying after a while: "Her surname is Xie."

"It doesn't matter. You can choose another name surnamed Xiao. This is used to prevaricate the ministers. For the sake of fairness, I can use my daughter's surname as Xie."

Xie Wen: "..."

Looking at the serious face of the little emperor, he felt a headache again, and said: "...It's not a matter of who's surname...I'll tell you later, I can't leave now, I have to say goodbye to Qingniang and the others."

Xie Wen got up to get out of the car, but the other party tugged at his sleeve. He turned his head and saw the expression of hesitation and extreme worry on that cold and handsome face, and said eagerly: "You won't go back on your word, will you?"

Xie Wen was annoyed and funny, pulled the sleeve out of his hand little by little, and said reservedly: "You think I'm just like you."

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Luodu is still flying snow.

The drifting snow blows into the window, carrying a ray of chill, dispelling the boredom in the carriage.Tong Tong sat with Yu Shizi, she actually had some premonitions about Xie Wen's decision, but the premonition was not strong, and she didn't know that the other party could be so decisive - she thought that all kinds of past events would make this period of hesitation continue. elongated.

But Huaiyu was more decisive than she imagined, he seemed to have had enough of this continuous entanglement, like spider threads and knots of wool wrapped around his wrists and ankles, making him Wanting to leave but not going far, such a lingering lingering relationship is connected by a series of past events, relying on the love he unexpectedly showed, and thus evolved into a situation that is difficult to let go... So he simply cut the thread and followed The other party said, I will go with you, and I will give you a chance.

Does Xiao Xuanqian know that this is really the last time?Nothing else, just because Xie Wen's ability to bear is limited.

Tong Tong was wearing a red jacket, thinking about it while watching the scenery on the road.Going north from Luodu, the snowfall increased instead of decreasing, the lake was frozen, and everything was covered in white.She broke the small dried fish that Guo Dajian found into two halves, fed the jade lion with her hands, and said to herself: "How can ordinary people get this kind of treatment?"

"Meow."

"He is too lonely in this world." Tongtong whispered, "Even I am not from his world, but if he is close to the protagonist, can this loneliness be alleviated?"

"Meow meow--"

The jade lion's different pupils and mandarin ducks looked at her, Xie Tong seemed to understand something from its expression, when he turned his head, he happened to see the dog emperor getting into Xie Wen's carriage, dangling in front of Huaiyu all day long, kicking all the time. I can't kick it down.

But Xiao Xuanqian had a good reason - because Xie Wen got motion sickness.

He didn't suffer from motion sickness before, even if he was escorted back by Zhang Ze when he was the weakest, he didn't see how uncomfortable he was, but this time when he returned to Beijing, the road was icy, twists and turns, or he didn't eat well. All in all surprisingly uncomfortable.

The chariots of the two sides converged, and the chariots and horses of the ministers followed behind.Tong Tong stood up and wanted to get up to look at the driver behind him, but was pulled down by Guo Jin, the eunuch took care of her with a smile, and replaced the little princess with a warm hand stove: "It's cold outside, Your Highness and Yu Let the cat go in and rest."

Tong Tong said: "Let me take a look at my father... Hey, wait a minute..."

The young girl's body was taken care of and sent into the car. She stepped on the expensive carpet, staring blankly at the candied fruit and frozen pears on the table, and violently moved the long-haired white cat's head violently.

"Meow——" Jade Lion raised his upper body, stared at her and quarreled with her.

And not far behind, Xiao Feilian, the snow-white divine horse, accompanied the carriage forward. It lowered its head and arched the window. Its black and pure eyes seemed to want to look inside, but its owner didn't allow it. Swish With a bang, most of the windows were closed, and only a small gap was opened by the small curtain.

Snow fell on the narrow edge.

Xiao Xuanqian has to guard himself seven or eight hours a day, Xie Wen is used to it.As soon as the other party leaned over, he knew that he wanted to hold his hand. The two had been apart for a while, and there was a period of entanglement during the Cold War. Until today, each other's palms were finally familiar with each other's temperature.

His frame was broad, lean and shapely, as a man who rides and shoots well seems to be, with strength in his arms and waist.And Xiao Xuanqian thought he was strong and healthy, and he didn't wear heavy clothes, so when he leaned over, people always felt the vitality of his body first...not his precarious and extremely dependent spirit.

Some of the booklets in the car are on the table, and some are scattered on the ground.Halfway through serving the pen and ink, I put it down and put it there.Under the guidance of the imperial physician, Xiao Xuanqian held Xie Wen's hand and pressed the Hegu and Shenmen points for him, the action was very serious, as if this matter was considered a major event in his life.

Xie Wen glanced at him and said, "You asked someone to draw up the imperial decree?"

"Hmm." Xiao Xuanqian said, "Wen Hanyu, the regular attendant of casual riders, drafted it. I read it again."

If it is in Beijing, this matter should have the participation of the Secretary of the Ministry of Education, but after all, it is not in the imperial city, so everything is kept simple.Hearing this, Xie Wen got up and sat more upright. His symptoms of motion sickness gradually subsided during the journey. Maybe it was because he was too dizzy at the beginning, but he got used to it.

He said, "Tell me about it."

Xiao Xuanqian said: "The general meaning of the writing is that when I was the prince, I left a daughter abroad. After the news reached the capital, you, as the most trusted and most cherished minister of this dynasty, received a secret decree to find the royal orphan. The so-called end of illness , for the sake of secrecy and concealment, so as to prevent the princess from being threatened by rebel forces...does the teacher think it is acceptable?"

As soon as Xie Wen heard it, he knew that this person was fooling around here, but this rhetoric was already a prevarication for some local officials or ordinary people who were far away from the political vortex.He glanced at the little emperor and said, "Tongtong looks so much like me... What do you make those speculative civil servants think?"

"Isn't my attitude obvious? I said it's the royal blood, that's the royal blood." Xiao Xuanqian stroked his fingers, "Their thoughts are not important."

Xie Wen said: "Sure enough, he is a tyrant who doesn't listen to advice."

Xiao Xuanqian immediately changed his words: "Do you think it's wrong? I'll listen to you."

Xie Wen is not Tong Tongzhen's biological father. He has no objection to the bloodline of this little daughter outside, and the system itself has no feeling about it. She is not a human being, so she doesn't care about this at all. Anyway, she will only cling to Xie Wen. Wen.

Xie Wen was slightly dissatisfied with the little emperor's excessive behavior of ignoring all the officials, and gave a few words of advice.

The little emperor bowed his head obediently, and obeyed the lesson sincerely, but the distance was getting closer and closer unconsciously.After Xie Wen finished speaking, she suddenly realized that the other party had broken through the line of defense from a safe distance, so close that her breath could be heard.

Xie Wen said helplessly: "Why do you..."

Right now, Xiao Xuanqian's clinginess is even higher than that of the Jade Lion. He has already explored a distance and a method that Xie Wen will not resist, so he approached him in every possible way and tried different methods to melt his bottom line.Xiao Xuanqian lowered his head and kissed him lightly—this action had happened too many times in the past two days, and he always approached and kissed him secretly, and it would become an acceptable habit by him.

Xie Wen also went from being strange and surprised at the beginning to being completely familiar with it now. He raised his hand to wipe his lips, and scolded: "It's not proper to not do business and indulge in love."

Xiao Xuanqian took care of his face, did not mention the other party's conniving and accomplices, and only said: "Anyway, we are also in that unseemly relationship."

Xie Wen stared at him, subtly recalling some old things, and said without thinking too much: "You never said that in front of others, one teacher at a time, respectful and well-behaved, it turns out that you only make trouble on my side .”

Xiao Xuanqian looked at him with an indescribable gaze, and said tentatively: "Can I be unruly?"

Xie Wen: "...speak well."

The little emperor really restrained himself.The air inside the car was replaced with the outside for a while.The temperature dropped slightly, Xiao Xuanqian closed the gap in the car window, lowered the small curtain, and then hugged Xie Wen with a confident attitude, saying that he was sleepy and rested on his body, which could avoid some shaking and reduce dizziness feel.

Xie Wen didn't bother to argue with him, he was often soft on matters that had nothing to do with the overall situation, and what the other party said was not unreasonable, and he was not good enough, so he let the other party decide—and what he didn't say was, He also only had a sense of familiarity with this person's arms.

There are always two contradictory temperaments in the other party, especially recently. On the one hand, he can feel the strong and suffocating love and longing, which is inseparable from the familiarity of these years of acquaintance. On the other hand, because of the little emperor's Old diseases are difficult to heal, and the mind pretends that there is only the disease besides oneself, so he feels hesitant and has a strong sense of self-protection.

The boat and the car were exhausted, and the few cases on the small couch in the car were pushed aside, and those unimportant memorials were also piled up together.Xiao Xuanqian hugged him securely, even in the snow and ice, he felt like he was a fluttering kite, the string of the kite was finally stuffed into the other party's hand—it was as if he had a destination.

This kind of peace of mind is unparalleled, it can fill his panic and confusion, and reduce the degree of emotional instability.He really needs Xie Wen so much, this point has been verified in the torment of these years——

In the second month after the other party fled to death, the empty coffin had been covered with dust again in the swaying wind and snow, no one made a public about it, and the imperial city was dead silent.

Xiao Xuanqian is busy with government affairs every day. He obtained the supreme power as he wished, but the most grand gift attached to this power was cruelly and coldly lost. At the same time, he gained everything and lost all his body. It seems that the temperature and blood are also lost in the season when winter turns to spring and turns warm and cold.

He wanted to search for it, wanted to get rid of this fear of being abandoned immediately, but the only remaining reason pulled him back to the world... The teacher chose to leave in such a decisive way, and he was determined to die. It resounded thoroughly enough, enough to lead to the end of nothing.

He must be patient.

This kind of endurance drained his spirit and tore apart every spare moment he had.The oppressive power of autocratic imperial power is getting bigger and bigger, His Majesty's moodiness is like a thunderclap hanging over everyone's head, and it is uncertain when it will smash people to pieces.

When the coldness of the capital in the north faded away, and the cold willow wind greeted Xiao Xuanqian's hand was the result of a search that ended in nothing. He burned the secret report, just like burning his manic and bleeding heart.

On that day, King Heng's youngest son went to the palace to visit Concubine Wen.His fifth elder brother Xiao Xuanze, who was paralyzed, blind and survived, unexpectedly had such a dexterous eldest son.And King Heng's mother was also the only concubine of the first emperor who was not buried or died.

Xiao Xuanqian never asked about the harem, he had no empress, no concubines, and he was only superficially friendly to Concubine Wen, but in fact he didn't care about it, and he didn't have half the affection of concubine mother.This woman who was lucky enough to live to the end, but who was unfortunate to live to the end, was unable to see her own son, and could only hold Xiao Shizi's hand before she died, crying freely.

Xiao Shizi knelt beside her bed, and at someone's orders, he recited "The Analects of Confucius and Interpreting Doubts" in front of his loving concubine. Concubine Wen suddenly raised her eyes, and a look of fear appeared on her pale and aging face. Covering Xiao Shizi's mouth with all his strength, he said reluctantly and almost fragmentarily: "Don't say it, don't say it, change to another..."

Xiao Xuanqian, who was watching coldly, knew why she was so afraid.

That "criminal minister", that person who desperately wanted to leave and "died" last winter, the person he thought of was filled with passion and painful thoughts unbearably, when he first became famous, he was the same as the In Tan Xuan, everyone debated Wang Bi's "The Analects of Confucius".

Because of this, Xiao Xuanqian, who later became his student, almost memorized these contents backwards.Rather than admiring the other party, some kind of obsessive but vague love is the mastermind that urges him to remember these contents over and over again.

Concubine Wen tried her best to observe his side, and found that the cruel and unpredictable emperor had no expression on her face, she explained a few words to Xiao Shizi in suspense, then wiped away her tears, sent him away as if returning to the light, and kept looking at the The child stumbled across the threshold, and she straightened her disheveled temple hair and said to the emperor, "What will you do to him?"

She is the other party's concubine in name, but in terms of status, compared to the emperor who ascended to the Ninth Five-Year Plan, she is as humble as a dust.Concubine Wen dragged her exhausted body, sat up, and hid a strand of silver in her hair behind the hairpin.

Xiao Xuanqian sat far away and looked at her expressionlessly.

"Little son is ignorant and innocent, and Xuanze has long been unable to hinder His Majesty." Dowager Wen said, "Little child, I don't know His Majesty's taboo..."

"What taboos?" Xiao Xuanqian said abruptly, "What taboos do I have?"

It was unclear whether Concubine Wen was confused when she was about to die, or she was sober at the end of her life, she said, "Thank you, Master Di."

This taboo was indeed fulfilled in an instant, these three words that no one dared to mention, when they came out of the mouth of the dying man, it really took a lot of weight.

A few light words, like a cramp knife, cut through the flesh and blood.

Xiao Xuanqian stared into her eyes: "Why should I be jealous of a dead person?"

Concubine Wen, who was about to turn into another dead person, just looked at him fixedly, showing an indescribable smile, like alms, but also like sympathy, as if to say—look, you I don't know what I want.

Xiao Xuanqian's fury reached its peak in an instant, and was cut off in his throat.His control over the world is at most between life and death, but he can't catch the fleeing butterfly, the deer retreating into the mountains, or the liberated woman in front of him.

The last woman in the world who had a relationship with the first emperor also died before his eyes.

What he saw the most was the blood that merged into rivers and the blood of the Xiao family that covered swords. A bloody prison.

Even he was no exception. After Xie Huaiyu left, he fastened the chains that sucked blood, and was put into a cage. Using the other party's name and past events as the barriers, he locked the current day tightly.Even if he doesn't want to admit it sometimes.

Xiao Xuanqian stood up and watched Dowager Wen's body being covered with a white cloth, and the mourning banner was passed to Prince Heng's mansion.When he crossed the threshold and appeared outside, his eyes were covered with floating dust refracted under the light.

That night, his hidden post reported to him the reaction of Prince Heng's Mansion. In just a few lines, he seemed to be able to see the crying of the young prince from afar, as well as the tense body of his fifth brother, A face silent in great sorrow.

The hidden message burned into ashes along with this increasingly empty palace.The sword engraved with "Tianxia Taiping" hangs within his reach when he handles government affairs.When Xiao Xuanqian looked at the sword, he often thought of the temperature at which Xie Huaiyu handed it into his hands. He seemed to have left traces of swinging on the sword, and used it to kill the only Seventh Prince who had the power to fight back.

He couldn't take his eyes back for a long time, until his throat was burning and his heart was throbbing, and he belatedly remembered that the person who held the umbrella for him through the rain and drew his sword to kill his political opponents had been dead for 47 days.

The man disappeared from him, scattered like ashes.

Qiming six years, the fifth day of the first month, snow.

In the No.11 year when they met, his life, which had been vacant for too long, was finally filled again.Xiao Xuanqian woke up under the curse of being alone, and it took him a long time to recover. He stared blankly at the familiar face sleeping in his arms.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, the halo shines through the car window, dimly reflecting a very faint and drowsy light.Motes of dust floated in the light, and the sound of wind, hoofbeats, horses neighing outside the rolling car, and a familiar breath and deep breath accompanied him.

Xiao Xuanqian thought, I am really lucky in my life.

He lowered his head, and slowly pressed against the other party. He stabilized his emotions in the staggered breathing, and the waves in his heart were unstoppable. He thought, I will put together the broken mirror piece by piece, bit by bit, It doesn't matter even if I cut my finger, from now on, I will never leave you again.

The author has something to say: You are a mirror broken one by one by illness and paranoia, refracting the light from the sky full of cracks.