Your Highness, the Proton of the Book, forgive me

Jiang Xian thought of Nu Yi's guilty eyes in surprise, and combined with Qian Zuisheng's clingy behavior recently, he roughly guessed.

But he really didn't know how to speak, so he responded vaguely: "You go first..."

Qian Zuisheng chuckled lightly: "Do you still remember the first time we met?"

"Ok?"

"You wore a flaming robe."

Jiang Xianjing felt what he was going to say, but he didn't want him to bring up sad things, so he chuckled: "Didn't your majesty fall in love with me at that time?"

Qian Zuisheng was not fooled: "The concubine mother also loves to wear red the most."

Jiang Xian gasped in shock.

Qian Zuisheng continued: "But Your Highness's play is really good, I almost believed it."

Thinking of the embarrassment that day, Jiang Xian sneered, pinched the tip of Qian Zuisheng's nose: "You, what should I say?"

Qian Zui also laughed.

The two of them leaned side by side, a pear blossom fell on the back of Qian Zui Sheng's hand as the breeze blew by.

Jiang Xianjing picked up the hand, put it on his lips and kissed it lightly, put the pear blossom in his mouth and chewed it.

Qian Zuisheng was stunned by his coquettish operation.

Jiang Xian raised his head in shock: "Have you never eaten?"

Qian Zuisheng shook his head obediently, Jiang Xian smiled in surprise, and turned his head away.

Qian Zuisheng's lips and teeth were full of the refreshing sweet fragrance of pear blossoms, he was slightly taken aback: "Do you regret it?"

Jiang Xian's chest heaved in shock, and he hadn't recovered from the aftertaste: "What?"

"know me."

If he hadn't known Qian Zui Sheng, Jiang Ji Min would not have died, and Jiang Xian Jing would have remained a carefree dude prince.

In the past, when Jiang Xian said that his ambition was not in the country, Qian Zuisheng still didn't believe it, but after getting along bit by bit, Qian Zuisheng finally believed it.

Later, Jiang Xianjing wandered between life and death several times because of him.

The innocence back then finally became his emotional shackles in the baptism of time.

It made him breathless with regret.

Jiang Xianjing didn't understand Qian Zuisheng's thoughts.

He was worried: "Fool, how can I blame you..."

Qian Zuisheng raised his face brightly, "I didn't do it on purpose."

This is too fucking heartbreaking!

Jiang Xian gritted his back molars in shock, wishing he could greet the eighth-generation ancestor of the damn street writer.

Why did Qian Zuisheng arrange such a bleak life?

Jiang Xianjing didn't know how to explain all this to Qian Zuisheng, and was about to mobilize his EQ to say something nice, but Qian Zuisheng spoke again:

"Xian Jing, don't worry, from now on, I will not let you suffer any more grievances. I will never force you to do things you don't want to do. I just hope you are safe and sound, and stay by my side..."

Jiang Xianjing really couldn't figure out Qian Zuisheng's brain circuit, and while he was hesitating, Qian Zuisheng already leaned his head and kissed him.

Between breaths, Qian Zuisheng murmured softly: "Xian Jing, I'm sorry..."

Jiang Xian was shocked, so he had to greet the author again.

Maybe it was the wind, or for some other reason, Jiang Xianjing had been coughing non-stop since he came out of the Pear Blossom Forest.

After returning to the palace and taking medicine, the sound of Qianzui made Jiang Xianjing rest for a while.

Changing another set of clothes herself, Jiang Xian knew where he was going, hesitated for a moment and said, "Shall I go with you?"

Qian Zuisheng stopped in his tracks: "It's wet and cold there, you're not in good health..."

Jiang Xianjing insisted: "It's okay, just wear a big cloak."

The place where Emperor Qianyu was imprisoned was not far away, the eunuchs were neatly dressed and stood with their hands down.

The bowls and chopsticks in the hall crackled and shattered all over the floor, and Emperor Qianyu cursed endlessly.

"You bastard with eyes and no eyes, actually used these things to fool me. Do you know who I am? I am the Supreme Emperor. This world belongs to me, and the person sitting on the dragon chair is also my kind... Get lost... Here comes the soup..."

The little eunuch was covered in vegetable soup and kowtowed non-stop: "The emperor calms down... The imperial doctor came to treat you a while ago, and it will greatly repair the liver damage, which is not good for your body..."

Emperor Qian Yu kicked the little eunuch to the ground: "What do you know, don't think that I don't know your thoughts about serving food when you see people, just wait... Even if Emperor Cheng Huan is here now... you have to kneel down, Kowtow three times to Lao Tzu..."

Qian Zuisheng stood quietly in the yard.

Jiang Xianjing patted him on the back lightly: "Go in?"

Qian Zuisheng's footsteps rarely hesitated.

The eunuch in charge hurriedly knelt down: "Your Majesty, it's not that we deliberately neglected the Supreme Emperor, it's really... really... the imperial doctor said that the old man is too angry and should not take supplements... that's why..."

Jiang Xian was surprised: "I don't blame you, don't neglect your basic necessities, listen to the doctor."

The eunuch in charge is like being pardoned.

Jiang Xian was startled and said again: "These few days, just let him get some of his favorite food over here."

"Yes……"

After the eunuch in charge answered, he didn't walk away, but stopped talking.

"Speak up if you have something to say." Qian Zui said lightly.

The eunuch in charge kowtowed heavily before speaking.

It turned out that Emperor Qianyu was romantic by nature, and he was quite restrained when he suppressed the harem in the past.

Now Qian Zuisheng decreed that as long as his request is not excessive, he will be satisfied.

Emperor Qianyu began to let himself go, and the people below gathered several young women to offer to Emperor Qianyu.

But after serving Emperor Qianyu for less than half a year, some died, some were disabled, and finally they all died young.

After all, a girl named Xing'er survived to the end, but on the eve of the New Year, she hanged herself.

Qian Zuisheng frowned, remained silent for a while, and suddenly strode in, Jiang Xianjing grabbed Qian Zuisheng's wrist: "Zuisheng, I'll go."

Qian Zuisheng hesitated to meet Jiang Xian's startled gaze.

Jiang Xian tightened his robe in surprise: "I'll be there soon, don't worry."

Qian Zuisheng grabbed Jiang Xianjing's hands and rubbed them together, then took off his cloak and put it on for Jiang Xianjing.

Jiang Xian looked at the bronzing dragon pattern on the cloak in shock, and couldn't help but laugh.

The eunuch in charge opened the door for Jiang Xianjing, and all the decorations in the room were brand new.

Emperor Qianyu stood in the middle with disheveled hair, the door suddenly opened, and he rushed over to grab Jiang Xianjing's arm:

"Is it the sound of drunkenness? When the sound of drunkenness came, my father knew that you would not abandon me. You were so obedient since you were young, and you must have been bewitched by others. After the rain... oh no... Li Shi has already been executed, your mother and concubine... ...I immediately proclaimed her queen mother... okay... okay..."

Emperor Qianyu's voice weakened a little: "Who are you?"

Jiang Xian took half a step back in shock: "The Supreme Emperor, are you here all right?"

Emperor Qianyu narrowed his eyes slightly, and it took a while to see Jiang Xianjing's appearance clearly: "Is it you?"

Jiang Xian nodded in surprise, and looked up and down the mess on the floor: "What? The food doesn't suit your taste?"

Emperor Qian Yu rolled his eyes wildly, and suddenly grabbed Jiang Xianjing's wrist: "Where is my son drunk? Why doesn't he come to see me?"

There was a tingling pain in his wrist, Jiang Xian didn't move, but frowned slightly: "You look like this, what are you doing seeing him? It's the same if you have something to say to me."