The third year after the death of the emperor

The crackling of the bell has been tinkling into his dreams.

Xie Wen returned to this place again like the same mistakes. The palace she had been unfamiliar with for three years, the fragrance lingering at the tip of her nose was rich and cold, making people unable to resist sleepiness, and also unable to resist many memories of the past, but, the sweet dreams between them Not many, often broken like jade, old things are difficult to reconcile.

He was woken up by the systematic voice in his mind. Xie Wen sat up, leaning on his forehead to listen to Tong Tong's long speech, guessing the direction as he ran farther and farther, and finally came to the conclusion that Xiao Xuanqian wanted to torture him, Xie Wen said in his heart: "It took you so long to study this matter? What kind of thought can you have, little brat."

His name is the last nail in the concentration of imperial power, a thorn in the emperor's flesh, his achievements and status are too dazzling, no matter who is sitting in this position, it is understandable to want to kill him.

Now, the famous emperor has passed away, and he left himself in the palace. If he didn't want to eradicate the grass, then what was it for?

Xie Wen pressed the faintly swollen brows, and chatted silently with the system. Apart from providing the plot of the original work, this little guy would only support him mentally most of the time, but the plot of the original work has changed. Film people are not paper people, they are all alive, and they should be respected and revered for their love, hatred, joy and anger.

The headache subsided slowly, and when he raised his eyes, he suddenly saw the little flower picker sitting on the ground with a slumped face, the mask that Xie Wen made on his face had been removed—Xiao Xuanqian must have tried many methods, It is absolutely impossible for him to let this thing that can hide his teacher return to Xie Wen's hands.

The little flower picker had a pretty face, but he didn't look very old.Xie Wen glanced at his feet and saw a pair of anklets to prevent him from escaping.

The servants waiting on the side seemed to have been ordered to carefully and considerately wait for the emperor to wash up.Xie Wen wiped her hands again, looking at the "sick and sympathetic" person in front of her, she couldn't help sighing, and then said: "It seems that I have not only implicated your Master Zhou, but also implicated you... What's your name? "

The other party said with a bitter face: "Jian Fengzhi."

"Good name." Xie Wen said, "Linxia Fengzhi, but it's a female name."

Jian Fengzhi held back for a while, and said, "What's wrong with the girl's name, the girl's name can't be a flower picker?"

"I didn't say that." Xie Wen looked at him, "I'm afraid you don't know the ins and outs, saying that Zhou Mian and I teamed up to lie to you... How did you get here?"

"It's the same for those who cheat or not." Jian Fengzhi raised his head and looked at the empty seat next to Xie Wen—it's just that the bed is too expensive and luxurious, so he dared not touch it, "Master Zhou did give me a task, he He said that he wanted to take away...well, he took away that person's beloved thing, he said it in a cloud, and gave me a picture, and asked me to follow the picture, I thought it was to..."

He rubbed his head embarrassingly: "I thought I was taking advantage of it."

Xie Wen looked at his fluffy head, and instinctively wanted to touch the silly boy's hair, just like touching a small animal, but he glanced at the eunuchs and maids who were calm, and had no choice but to touch the hair again. Rubbing his fingers, he withdrew his interest.

"You are young, what kind of flower picker are you?" Xie Wen said, "Look, you will be caught if you make a move?"

Jian Fengzhi complained discouragedly: "If it wasn't for you, would I have been arrested? I would definitely have ruined his harem..." His voice stopped suddenly, and he glanced at the maids mischievously, and then whispered, "We How to run?"

run?Xie Wen felt a headache when he heard this word, and he sympathized sincerely: "I am also thinking about this question. The dog emperor put you under my nose, do you know what it means?"

When Jian Fengzhi heard the words "Dog Emperor", he was shocked for a moment, his eyes almost popped out, he turned his head to see the reaction of the group of servants, but these people listened to the words and heard the words from Xie Wen. Out of his mouth, there was no movement.The young man immediately admired him to the utmost, and planned to only follow this adult from now on, so he leaned over and conspired loudly: "What do you mean?"

"What he meant," Xie Wen said softly and elegantly, "if I run away, he will kill you—click."

Jane's neck felt cold.

"Then, snap." Xie Wen raised her finger and compared it abstractly.

The little flower picker has already made up tens of thousands of words of the plot, sweating profusely, his back is numb, and swallowing saliva hastily.

"Finally, hula all at once—" Xie Wen withdrew her hand, and the onomatopoeia master stopped talking meaningfully.

Jian Fengzhi was shocked by the abundance of blank space. Although he was agile, good at kung fu, and excellent in memory, he hadn't experienced any ups and downs after all, and he didn't know whether the emperor was joking or telling the truth. Choked in his throat, he murmured: "Then don't run away."

Xie Wen sighed deeply: "Who knows how Xiao Xuanqian will treat me, you must have heard my story among the people."

Jian Fengzhi didn't know him at first, but after going through such a situation, he could understand with his heels.He lowered his head and wiped away his tears, and said: "I know, I've heard about it a long time ago, you and our emperor are well known, and it's not because of you that your majesty's harem is empty."

Xie Wen was startled slightly.

Last night, I said "I want to green the dog emperor", but today it is "our emperor".The child is not very old, and he is quite fast when he sees the wind.

"Although the emperor has made a lot of contributions, he has also committed a lot of evil things. If you and your majesty have not had a close friendship and made trouble, some loyal and important officials would not report their old age and return to their hometowns, and they would be disheartened... There is even more What's more..."

Xie Wen narrowed her eyes: "Bumped into a pillar and died, right?"

Jian Fengzhi choked for a moment, and didn't dare to continue babbling.

"Duzhi Shangshu died because he knew that he would die today. This day and day, it is said that he can't be punished by a doctor, and he can't be polite to a common man, but do you know what he, a 'doctor', has done?" Xie Wen didn't have anything on hand. It's easy to slap, he raised his hand empty, put it back sullenly, and scolded, "Even if this moth doesn't hit the pillar and die, I will draw my sword and kill him."

"Is blood staining the Golden Palace?" Jian Fengzhi said weakly.

"I blood stained the Golden Palace, and the little emperor will only hand me the knife." Xie Wen said coldly, "Corruption and bribery, rape/fornication of good families, knowing the law and breaking the law, forming a party for personal gain, what should not be killed!"

Jian Fengzhi suddenly realized: "Oh -- no wonder His Majesty rehabilitated you, thank you, sir, we are loyal ministers now."

The loyal minister and the flower picker were imprisoned in this palace together, looking at each other, even the temperature of the conversation was three points colder.Xie Wen let out a breath slowly, and said in a low voice: "He didn't ask me if I would like to be this loyal minister, besides, it's been so long, what's the use?"

Just when Jian Fengzhi was extremely puzzled, Xie Wen was too lazy to tell him.The two exchanged about Zhou Mian's situation. Jian Fengzhi had been greatly helped by Zhou Mian, and he was deeply indebted to him. He had nothing to repay and was willing to run for Master Zhou, so he didn't feel too uncomfortable when he was tied up.But when he heard that Master Zhou, whom he was loyal to, could not protect himself at this time, and was in danger, he immediately became anxious: "Then what should we do? How can it work? We have to think of a way?"

Xie Wen said: "A long-term plan..."

An idea flashed in Jian Fengzhi's head, and a haunting idea came up: "Since your lord, you and our Majesty are getting closer, can you..."

He raised his two hands, made a fist in a vague way, put his thumbs together and nodded: "Can you make one."

"You're pretty good at sacrificing me." Xie Wen said nonchalantly, "I didn't have a good time with him."

Jian Fengzhi was a little anxious, and said in disbelief, "How is that possible? Look at our Majesty, who worked so hard to get you back. What is the purpose of this posture? It's not for you to get along with him."

"We just slept." Xie Wen said.

"You guys have slept... huh?" Jian Fengzhi originally wanted to say "It's okay to have slept", but in the middle of speaking, he suddenly realized, his cheeks flushed red, and he lowered his hands in a dull manner.

It's cold again.

The two chatted confusedly, and in the end they couldn't come up with a serious solution.As a prop to threaten Xie Wen, Jian Fengzhi is well aware of his poor status, but he really did not expect that the palace servants would treat the emperor as if he were a queen.

Xie Wen didn't expect it either.

According to the rules, the Phoenix Pond is a soup spring that can only be used by the empress of this dynasty.It's just that this kind of "glory" is no longer for a mentor or a minister.Xiao Xuanqian was more like treating himself as his pet, pet, or...

The fog was everywhere, Xie Wen closed her eyes, and didn't want to have more serious words in her mind.The whole Ziwei Palace was soaked in that intoxicating aroma, and even Jian Fengzhi, who was originally in high spirits, was so sleepy that he couldn't keep his eyes open, and was taken to the warm pavilion in the side hall by the palace staff.

He held on for a while, and at this time he was a little out of his mind.When the heat was rising, it seemed that someone was calling him gently.

Xie Wen looked up and saw a familiar little eunuch, this is the little eunuch who taught him how to raise cats in Qingyu Palace, named Wen Cheng, he stared for a while, then suddenly smiled: "So you His status is not low, and he can still serve under Xiao Xuanqian's eyes."

Wen Cheng lowered his head, raised his eyes a little from time to time, peeped at his face inadvertently, but quickly disappeared, and seemed to suppress it: "Please forgive me, my lord."

"I guessed some, but not all." Xie Wen said, "Xiao Xuanqian is coming?"

Wen Cheng hesitated to speak, and finally whispered: "Your Majesty is fascinated by you and has nightmares every night. He really loves you, cherishes you, and can't live without you. And I know that adults are cold-hearted and warm-hearted. Only when we are in trouble will we cooperate with the arrangement, otherwise you will not hurt a single bit, and the heads of us servants are not precious in this Ziwei Palace."

Xie Wen turned his head, raised his hand to pick up the flower petals that fell from the water, and squeezed the tender petals out of the juice with his fingertips: "So decorate me like a gift, and leave it for him to enjoy?"

Wen Cheng was speechless for a moment, he stared at Xie Wen's fingers, and said in a low voice: "Your hands are dirty."

He seemed to have a great desire to wipe Xie Wen's fingers, but soon, this desire was overwhelmed by the desire to survive.After placing the new clothes and other items, the little eunuch finally retreated as ordered.

When the water was hot and the fog was thick, Xie Wen didn't wait for Xiao Xuanqian's arrival, he was not the little emperor's concubine, why bother to soak in this pool like waiting for luck.He finished the bath at his own pace, dried his hair, and when he lowered his head to put on clothes one by one, he suddenly noticed footsteps approaching him.

Another person's knuckles were caught on the buttons of the light blue gown, and a familiar yet needle-like aura permeated the air.

Xiao Xuanqian's hand not only held down the button of his clothes, but also wrapped his hand—holding him impatiently.

"Just stay with me, Master," he said.

When Xie Wen looked at him, she suddenly thought in her heart, why do people put together a broken mirror desperately and desperately, don’t you know that the cracks and fragments in it will cut your hands?