The daily life of a bereaved salted fish

It's too much to worry about.

No matter where he sleeps, he will not catch a cold. There are countless palace slaves outside, and in the imperial study room where the slaves are inconvenient to enter, there are also dark guards who follow him everywhere.

Shiliu walked down the steps and found that Yin Wuzhi had no intention of giving in.

"?"

He is a shadow guard and a dead man, with half of his face hidden behind a mask.A man like him should not appear in the sun, nor should he show up without being summoned by his master.

Because this may reveal his identity, and it will also bring potential danger to the owner.

Yin Wuzhi said: "Leave this kind of thing to me in the future."

He stared at the shadow guard with the blue mask in front of him, who lowered his eyes slightly, and obediently handed the Son of Heaven into his hands.Yin Wuzhi's arms sank, and his arms were instantly filled with the familiar fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus.

Yin Wuzhi looked down at the boneless guy in his arms, and said, "Head."

Sixteen stretched out his hand, gently lifted the emperor's drooping head, and found a point of strength on Yin Wuzhi's shoulder.

What a noodle man.

Yin Wuzhi looked at the hand that straightened Jiang Wu's head. Although half of his little finger was missing, he behaved very cautiously, showing a hint of caring.

After doing all this, he disappeared into the sun again.

Yin Wuzhi withdrew his gaze from the shadows, turned around holding Jiang Wu, and returned to the bedroom.

How many people in this world are guarding him in obscurity, and how many people are willing to die for him.

Sangpi's head was placed on the soft pillow, Yin Wuzhi brushed away his long hair sticking to his face, and stared at the other's wound for a moment.

He took clean water and wiped it carefully, and then changed the medicine on the two places where the bleeding was pinched. Yin Wuzhi held his bruised wrist, his expression slightly condensed.

"Your Highness." Qi Hanmiao's voice came: "The bird's nest brought by the Empress Dowager Wen said that it would be given to the crown prince and His Majesty. The servant just asked someone to heat it up. Would you like some?"

"Leave it alone." Yin Wuzhi said casually, "Does Empress Dowager Yao not like Your Majesty that much?"

Qi Hanmiao put down the bird's nest steadily, and when he turned around, there was a smile on his face: "What did your highness say, your majesty is the mother and son of Empress Dowager Yao, and now that he has been crowned the Great Treasure, it is too late for Empress Yao to love him."

Yin Wuzhi glanced at him: "The envoy is also a loyal person to the Lord. If I stay in the palace in the future, it is inevitable that I will often work together. If I keep hiding like this, I'm afraid it will be difficult to get along."

Qi Hanmiao was taken aback: "His Royal Highness, have you decided to stay with His Majesty?"

Yin Wuzhi's face turned cold: "Your Majesty insists on staying, can I still resist the order?"

"Your Highness is right." Qi Hanmiao said with emotion: "Your Majesty forced His Highness to stay, and His Highness still cares about him so much. God really loves His Majesty."

"..." Yin Wuzhi was inexplicably upset: "Don't change the subject, what is going on with Queen Mother Yao and Your Majesty?"

This Prince Yin's son is really not easy to fool.Qi Hanmiao shook his head: "It's not that I don't want to talk about it, it's just that the late emperor ordered before his death that this matter is not allowed to be discussed again, and even His Majesty swore not to bring it up again."

Yin Wuzhi brushed the wound on Jiang Wu's wrist with his fingertips, turning a deaf ear to his words: "Did she treat His Majesty badly before?"

Do you not understand human speech?

Qi Hanmiao took two steps forward, and lowered his voice: "Your Highness, be careful what you say, and be careful not to lead to death."

He kept his secrets secret, but Yin Wuzhi was even more calculating in his heart.Early this morning, when Yao Ji called Jiang Wu to get up, pinching him was almost subconscious, and Yin Wuzhi could see clearly from the side.

Why do you get up at the right time when you are three years old? At that age, no matter how much you love to read, it is impossible for a child to be self-disciplined to this point.Not to mention this slacker... This slacker, with his dead appearance, may not be the result of being mutilated by his biological mother and physically and mentally traumatized.

He looked at the scar on Jiang Wu's neck again.

In the heavily guarded palace, who can get close to him?If it was really the assassin's work, the incident would have caused a lot of trouble in the city, and the guards in the palace would definitely step up their vigilance. If the commander of the guard army didn't lose his head right now, he would definitely be expelled from the imperial city. .

From what he saw in the palace in the past few days, everything was normal. Judging from the notes sent by the official department, the leader was still the same.

Yin Wuzhi bullied the sleeping Jiang Wu little by little, and carefully raised his chin with his fingers.

The knife mark is on the left side, slanting upwards, and the strike is very clean.

"?"

wrong.

If it was really a clean assassin, Jiang Wu's head would have fallen to the ground.

This is clean and neat, but it seems to have stopped abruptly.

The assassin was shot by an arrow while wiping his neck?This is not in line with his speculation just now.

What is the reason that the person who has the guts and put the knife on the emperor's neck suddenly loses his attack power?

And after the incident, the palace can still remain the same, as if nothing happened.

After a long silence, Qi Hanmiao held his breath aside: "Your Highness, what are you looking at?"

Yin Wuzhi withdrew his hand and said lightly, "It's nothing."

Now it's Qi Hanmiao's turn to be anxious: "If Your Highness has any guesses, you can tell the old slave that the old slave is stupid, and I'm afraid that I won't be able to keep up with Your Highness when something happens."

"Bring the bird's nest, I'm hungry."

"..."

In this room, Empress Dowager Wen arrived at the Empress Dowager's bedroom, avoiding the scene she saw in the imperial study, first reported her safety, and said tactfully, "Your Majesty has really been too concerned about the prince recently."

She thought about Yin Wuzhi's blushing face, although he grew up in Southern Xinjiang since he was a child, but after all, it was her sister's biological child, and it was really inappropriate to be forced to stay in the palace all the time.

The Empress Dowager sighed, and said, "When I come back to see Wu'er this time, it's like a different person."

Empress Dowager Wen thought of something and didn't speak.

The empress dowager's face darkened: "If it wasn't for the protection of the late emperor, the Ai family would punish her for murdering the dragon son and kill her with a stick!"

"Mother, don't be angry." Empress Dowager Wen pacified her back, and said: "Yi Erchen means that the most urgent task now is to let His Majesty have a sustenance. It is impossible for Yin Shizi to stay in the palace forever. Your Majesty, or I have to start a family as soon as possible, if I have a woman who will be with me for the rest of my life and add a few more children in the future, maybe I won't be so slack."

After the Empress Dowager thought about it, she patted her approvingly: "I will do as you said, and order someone to pick some portraits of good women, no, no portraits, just bring them to the palace. Prince Yin's son, the woman who pleases his eyes even more."

When Jiang Wu woke up, he found that Yin Wuzhi's attitude towards him seemed to be different from before.

For several days in a row, Yin Wuzhi didn't force him to do anything. After taking a nap this day, he was first carried out of bed and ate a portion of soft tofu in fish soup. Wrong, I will take the initiative to sandwich the tofu into small pieces, and then take the initiative to cool it down and feed it to him.

After the meal, as always, ask for his opinion first: "Do you want to go to the imperial study?"

Sangpi, as always, did not hesitate: "No."

"Okay." Yin Wuzhi said, "Swinging in the imperial garden?"

Funeral batch: "?"

Although Yin Wuzhi had been treating him so well these past few days, either by letting him lie paralyzed in the room, or by carrying him to lie paralyzed under the sun, Jiang Wu still instinctively felt cheated.

Yin Wuzhi finally understood the way of regicide he taught, and started boiling the frog in warm water, trying to make him relax?

In any case, as long as he is not asked to work, it doesn't matter if there is a fraud, Sangpi nodded and was taken to the imperial garden by him.

Sangpi happily came to the swing, was happily hugged on the swing, and was puzzled to find that the swing seemed to be different from before.

First, it's wider, bigger and softer enough to curl up your legs comfortably in, and second...

Sangpi raised his face and looked at the network of thick ropes slowly rising around him.

This big net contained him and the swing chair like a pocket, and then sealed a mouth on his head.

Sangpi looked at Yin Wuzhi hesitantly, and Qi Hanmiao on the side also showed a satisfied smile.

"His Royal Highness has a great plan, so that you don't have to worry about your majesty being thrown out."

Sangpi hugged his knees, feeling something was wrong.

The swing was pushed up, like a fish caught in a net, dangling back and forth.

He turned around on the chair, looked at Yin Wuzhi through the woven net, expressionless: "Let me out."

Yin Wuzhi pushed him lightly and said, "Why, isn't it tall enough?"

The funeral batch was thrown high with the chair, and the body was firmly caught in the net before flying out of the chair, and was still fixed on it when it came back.

Yin Wuzhi raised his voice, "Is this enough?"

Funeral batch: "."

He was thrown onto the net as if he had no bones, and then fell again, turning upside down like dough, and soon became dizzy: "Yin Wuzhi, you fool."

The wind was too strong, and his tone was always weak, Yin Wuzhi couldn't hear clearly: "What did you say?"

Qi Hanmiao said: "It must be praising Your Highness for being smart."

Yin Wuzhi relaxed slightly.

It would be great to be liked by him for all of these carefully arranged.

Although I don't know what happened to him before, but as long as I stay with him long enough, I will know sooner or later.

Getting dizzy more and more, Jiang Wu was so angry that he said, "Yin Wuzhi, stop."

Qi Hanmiao said: "Your Majesty seems to be falling asleep."

"Is he the reincarnation of a sleepy man?" Yin Wuzhi stared at Jiang Wu's mouth, and this guy always spoke softly and slowly, not clearly.Yin Wuzhi had no choice but to hold on to the swing forcibly, and asked him through the net: "Your Majesty, do you want to sleep again?"

Sangpi reluctantly opened his eyes, his eyes blurred: "Stupid."

"..." This expression, is it cursing or coquettish?

Yin Wuzhi got up and untied the net, carried him out again, and walked back to the Tai Chi Hall in a trance.

Qi Hanmiao pushed the wheelchair and followed him, saying: "Your Highness, Your Highness, you can push it."

Yin Wuzhi turned a deaf ear.

Jiang Wu nestled in his arms, slowly thinking about why Yin Wuzhi was so vicious.

After thinking about it, there was only one reason why he refused to go to the imperial study for several days in a row.

He turned the swing into Jiang Wu's nightmare.

Really, I'm so dizzy, and I feel a little nauseous and want to vomit.

"Yin Wuzhi."

"Ok?"

"Bad man."

"..."

Yin Wuzhi blushed: "No way."

"Go back." Jiang Wu said, "Punish him to kneel."

"...Why?" Yin Wuzhi's voice was still very low and light.Qi Hanmiao followed behind, only vaguely aware that the two were whispering, but couldn't make out what they were talking about.

"I want to punish you, do you dare not obey?"

"En." Yin Wuzhi's voice became softer: "How long is the punishment?"

"An hour."

"too long."

"Two hours."

"...I just knelt all night a few days ago."

"Kneel for another night."

"..." Yin Wuzhi looked at him for a while and said, "Okay."