Wearing a book, the paranoid devil is crying in my arms

Pei Mu's appearance was clearly urging him, Xi Yan's eyes were full of surprise, but finally he nodded and climbed up the ladder.

It can be said that after Xi Yan met Pei Mu, he did all the things he had never seen or done.

Climbing up the ladder to the roof, he was bent over, unable to stand firmly.

Soon Pei Mu quickly climbed up the ladder from below and stood beside Xi Yan, seeing him swaying.

Raising his hand, he held him tightly, and then led him along the eaves. With Pei Mu pulling him, Xi Yan walked a little smoother.

Walking along the ridge of the roof until he reached a relatively high eaves, he sat down with Xi Yan.

Sitting on the ridge of the roof, at a glance, the street decorated with lights and festoons came into view, and it was also from this angle that they could still see the place they had just left.

The people who watched the juggling slowly dispersed, and those people also started to pack their things and prepare to leave, and the night gradually deepened.

The bright moon hangs high in the sky, all this is full of novelty to Xi Yan.

"You know, I don't like Chaotang, I have never liked it."

Pei Mu sat beside him, her voice muffled.

Xi Yan looked at him sideways, did not speak, and was waiting for him to continue.

"I don't like the intrigues of the court. I watched my father fight around the battlefield. He exchanged his life for those military exploits, but those civil servants can get what they want with just a word of mouth."

"Daddy almost died on the battlefield several times in his life. How many brothers and soldiers never came back. Even if he did come back, his health is getting worse and worse as he gets old. He has been plagued by illnesses in recent years."

"The glory and status of the Pei family are all obtained by his life, but it is still unavoidable to be framed by the suspicion of those civil servants. I don't like the court."

"I don't like going to the battlefield. I have to kill people when I go to the battlefield. No one likes to fight, even the soldiers don't like it. They all have wives, children and mothers. Who doesn't want to live an ordinary life."

Having said that, Pei Mu lay back, put his hands behind his head, and looked up at the sky.

"Actually, I'm very selfish. I just want to protect my family and the people I care about. I don't have that much heart to care about other people's life and death."

Xi Yan fell silent, slightly raised his head to look at the bright moon in the sky, and the din of people under his feet gradually dissipated.

It seems that the air has become quiet.

There is a breeze blowing, and everything looks very quiet and beautiful.

It took a while to hear Pei Mu continue to speak.

"What about you, you are the prince, will you be the next emperor?"

Xi Yan was taken aback by this question, and then fell silent, pursing her lips for a long time without speaking.

Just when Pei Mu thought he would not answer, he heard him speak slowly.

"maybe……"

Whether he will become emperor is not up to him, he is just a pawn, and in the end his fate is at the mercy of others.

Pei Mu chuckled lightly when he heard this.

"That's right, you are the prince, your life belongs to the royal family, so it's up to you to decide for yourself."

Xi Yan pursed her lips, sat quietly on the roof, and did not speak for a long time.

The moonlight fell, and the pedestrians on the street gradually disappeared. When I think about it carefully after many years, this may be the best time they have spent together.

In the middle of the night, Pei Mu brought him a banquet and sent him to the temple again through the small gate, and returned to the room. Only the cold moonlight shone down in the dim room.

Pei Mu leaned on the window and tilted her head to look at him, then took out a candy figurine from her arms and handed it to him.

"Candy, please."

Xi Yan was a little surprised, he didn't even know when Pei Mu hid a sugar figure in his arms.

"Xi Yan, have I told you that you look beautiful when you smile?"

After Pei Mu finished speaking, he turned and left. Xi Yan watched his back disappear and still didn't recover for a long time.

After a long while, he looked down at the sugar figurine in his hand, and then a smile slowly formed on the corner of his mouth.

"Smile...does it look good?"

This is really the first time anyone has said this to him.

In the next few days, Xi Yan had to chant scriptures and pray for blessings every day, and also had to take a bath and fast, so Pei Mu would walk into the yard every night and lie on the window.

Give him some fun things every day, and tell him by the way that he listened to those scripts in the teahouse today.

Then I talked to him about my expectations for the outside world. He is the child of Jiangmen, so it is inevitable to practice martial arts.

Sometimes he would sneak into the house and practice martial arts in front of him for him to watch.

Xi Yan studied those books all day long, but never learned martial arts, even though Pei Mu is younger than him now, and his stature is not as tall as him.

But in comparison, Pei Mu was stronger.

The three days ended soon, and the emperor brought everyone back to the palace. These days outside the palace, it was like a dream in a trance.

Pei Mu could not enter the palace at will, as if a palace wall completely separated the two of them.

Xi Yan was once again forced to study various strategies and theories that she didn't like, as well as books on governing the country.

Those who accompanied him in the palace every day and night were probably the two wooden figurines that Pei Mu sent him.

It was Pei Mu who specially found someone to carve and sent it. Although it is not very beautiful, it is still a little rough.

But the win is the expressive expression in the eyebrows and eyes, the kind that he can tell which one is him and which one is Pei Mu at a glance.

The emperor's health went from bad to worse, and in the next four years, he watched the emperor's health get worse and worse.

In the end, he even started to let him handle the memorials, saying that he would handle them, but he was just a cover, and those memorials were finally sent to the queen's palace.

For a harem woman, both what she has accepted and the strategies she has known since she was a child are very limited.

In addition, the handling of things is also very biased. As long as it is something that is not good for the Queen's family, she will secretly suppress it and wait for an opportunity to retaliate.

Later, she was almost in control of the affairs in the court, and everyone in the court dared to be angry but did not dare to speak out.

Originally, there was another Zhenyuan general, Pei Shuo, who dared to speak out, and the queen did not dare to touch him easily.

But later, as Pei Shuo's health got worse and worse, he had to be carried on a stretcher to the court later on. After that, the court was completely reduced to the Queen's control.

In the back, the emperor could only lie on the sickbed, hanging on the medicinal soup.

Even though he was unwilling to let go of the power in his hands, he still made a decree, and the fourth prince succeeded to the throne with a banquet.

Xi Yan knelt in front of the emperor's bed, she didn't feel much fluctuation in her heart, she just felt absurd.

I never thought of being an emperor, but I was pushed onto the dragon chair anyway.

Originally, he thought that the empress would be more restrained, but who knew that once she became the empress dowager, with great power in her hands, she would not care about the serious illness of the late emperor.

Directly ordered the decoction to be cut off, while Xi Yan secretly stood outside the former emperor's bedroom, watching the queen mother walk into the house.

He didn't know what the two of them said, Zuo was just tearing his face apart.

Standing in the dark, for the first time he felt anger and desolation.