Prime Minister, he just refuses to usurp the throne

Hearing Xie Anshuang's cold questioning, Xing Wenshu paused for a moment before remembering that he just blurted out the most commonly used address in his daily life in a hurry.

He quickly thought about how to deal with this scene, but Xie Anshuang obviously didn't intend to let him prevaricate.

Xie Anshuang quietly looked at the person standing in front of him under the moonlight, and said indifferently, "Don't force me to take off your mask yourself. You are Xing Shen, right?"

For the first time, he pronounced Xing Wenshu's name in a tone almost gnashing his teeth.

Xing Wenshu knew that he must not be satisfied anymore, sighed lightly, and took off his mask on his own initiative, revealing the familiar face of Xie Anshuang.

"it's me."

Even though he already knew the answer in his heart, when Xie An watched him take off the mask with his own eyes, his heart suddenly sank into a deeper ice lake.

He took a light breath, barely stabilized his figure, and continued to ask: "When did you know?"

Xing Wenshu was silent for a moment before replying: "From the day I came back, when Your Majesty went outside my courtyard, I saw the jade pendant on your Majesty's waist, and I knew you were Your Majesty."

In other words, Xing Wenshu knew his identity from the very beginning.

Xie Anshuang stood in the shadow at the bottom of the tree, his face was covered by pitch black, making it difficult for people to see clearly.After a while, he laughed at himself: "So, you've been lying to me from the very beginning."

His voice was filled with sadness, like an ice cone, piercing deeply into Xing Wenshu's heart.

Before Xing Wenshu could say anything, Xie Anshuang turned around and ran away with lightness kung fu.

"His Majesty!"

Anxious shouts came from behind, Xie Anshuang no longer had any intention to pay attention to them.

He exhausted his fastest speed and went all the way back to the woods near the palace. Relying on his familiarity with the woods, he quickly and completely threw off Xing Wenshu and went all the way back to the palace through the secret passage.

He didn't know where he was going now, but he knew that Xing Wenshu would definitely look for him, and he didn't want to see Xing Wenshu now.

Not at all.

After wandering around the palace, Xie Anshuang finally hid in the imperial study.

There is a small hidden corner in the specially opened small room next to the imperial study, and it is almost impossible for people who are not familiar with it to find it.

He sat curled up in a small dark corner, with his back against the cold wall, his hands hugging his knees, thinking about the time he spent with "Wen Ran" before.

He had doubted whether Wen Ran could be Xing Wenshu countless times, and had persuaded himself to let go of his suspicion countless times, but he never thought that his struggling persuasion would be a joke in the end.

No wonder no matter how hard he made things difficult for Xing Wenshu, Xing Wenshu was unmoved. He knew that his difficulties were just a disguise.

Xing Wenshu already knew that he was not really stupid, so how could he have a conspiracy against him?

But he was lucky, stupid because Xing Wenshu felt guilty for his kindness, but he didn't know how long Xing Wenshu had watched his jokes.

He hid himself in the corner of the imperial study, and even felt that he had returned to the days when he was imprisoned by Yuan Gui more than ten years ago.

Because he sneaked away when he was seven years old, he met Xing Wenshu and left a seed of kindness in his heart.

But not long after Xiao Xing Wenshu left, he was arrested by people sent by Yuan Gui, and then spent almost the next three years in the prison of stricter guards, and his words and deeds were guarded by special personnel.

And during this period, his food and lodging was no different from that of a prisoner, with leftovers every day, and sleeping on straw mats at night.

Sometimes he couldn't fall asleep, so he would curl himself up in a dark corner like this, quietly waiting for the next day, waiting for the arrival of a new day of torture.

It's not that he hasn't tried suicide before, but Yuan Gui will find out every time, and then give him a painful punishment, so that he is on the verge of death again and again but can't die at all.

Over time, he gave up struggling and became a puppet who only obeyed Yuangui's orders.

Until he was ten years old, he was allowed to appear in the palace as a little prince, and was allowed to attend some banquets hosted by Emperor Renchu ​​that princes could attend.

It was also at that time that he met Xing Wenshu again, the talented and star-studded Xing Wenshu.

It was the confident and calm Xing Wenshu who once again awakened the buried seed in his heart, allowing him to keep the last conscience.

Since he came to the throne, Xing Wenshu resigned from office and returned to his hometown. He sent people to pay attention to his every move during the two years when Xing Wenshu returned to his hometown. Officials from China and the United States, unite to survive this famine.

Thanks to Xing Wenshu's lobbying and urging, this famine had the least number of hungry people starved to death in the history of the Northern Dynasties, and the least unrest caused.

At the same time, Xie Anshuang was also paying close attention to the other "Crown Prince" candidates, whose performance was far less outstanding than that of Xing Wenshu.

It was also from that time that Xie Anshuang decided that Xing Wenshu was the most suitable candidate for the emperor.

Before making this decision, he was not without struggle, not without hesitation.

Xing Wenshu is the only light and warmth in his heart, and he doesn't want to give up.But in the end, he chose Xing Wenshu for the sake of the overall situation.

He has obviously forced himself to make such a determination, and even made up his mind to protect his life and save it for Xing Wenshu in the future.

In the end, it was he who was played around by Xing Wenshu.

He hid in a small corner of the imperial study, and heard the news that Xing Wenshu came here, but the place where he hid was hidden enough, Xing Wenshu searched around but didn't see him, and soon went to another place.

The sound of the creaking door fell, and the dark imperial study room quickly returned to darkness.

Xie Anshuang hugged his knees and buried his head in them.

He didn't know how long he was going to hide, but he just didn't want to see Xing Wenshu, and he didn't want to hear him talk about caring about him in a grand manner.

Xie Anshuang has been quietly curled up in place, living every detail of getting along with "Wen Ran" and Xing Wenshu in his mind.

Over and over again, over and over again, until the end he couldn't remember how many times he thought about it, how long he thought about it, until the burning pain in his heart brought him back to his thoughts.

He pressed his heart, which started to ache slightly again, and finally stood up. After a moment of dizziness, he walked to the door step by step and opened it.

The two eunuchs who were on duty at the gate were startled by him, and couldn't figure out why Xie Anshuang was in the imperial study, but seeing his complexion was extremely bad, they quickly knelt down and saluted: "Slave, servant girl has seen Your Majesty."

Xie Anshuang glanced at them, his eyes were cold, like a deep cold pool, making people feel chills on their backs.

He didn't seem to notice the trembling of the eunuchs, and said indifferently: "It's just right, you go and bring Gu's jars of ice wine, the sooner the better."

The two young eunuchs had never seen Xie Anshuang's god-like appearance before, they said yes repeatedly, and hurriedly retreated and left.

Xie Anshuang looked at their panicked backs, there was still no emotion in his eyes, as if there was no sorrow or joy.

But if Ye Zi and Ru Huai are here, they will find that his appearance at this time is almost the same as his state under Yuan Gui's control before he ascended the throne.

……

On the other side, outside the Chang'an Palace, Xing Wenshu heard "Your Majesty has not returned" from Fuyuan's mouth for unknown times.

From the moment he lost Xie Anshuang, he had a premonition that Xie Anshuang should return to the palace, and came back immediately to find someone.But after midnight, he searched all the places Xie Anshuang might go, at least three or four times, but he didn't find anyone.

Where else can His Majesty go?

Xing Wenshu couldn't help but feel annoyed.

He knew that the identity of "Wen Ran" was also very important to Xie Anshuang, so he originally planned to find a suitable opportunity to confess himself after his knot was resolved.Who ever thought of a slip of the tongue and exposed it in advance, he should be more cautious.

Xing Wenshu sighed in his heart, thanked Fuyuan for his help, and continued to search for Xie Anshuang in the palace aimlessly.

However, when he finally learned of Xie Anshuang's location from the palace population and rushed over, Xie Anshuang was already drunk in the imperial study, and when he opened the door, the strong smell of alcohol came out.

He frowned slightly, and scanned the empty jar that was lying crookedly on the ground, finally found Xie Anshuang who was already drunk in the dim light of the imperial study.

Xie Anshuang also noticed Xing Wenshu standing at the door, leaning on the soft couch with a pot of wine, and asked coldly, "What are you doing here again?"

"Your Majesty thinks that maybe His Majesty needs an explanation." Xing Wenshu took a few steps closer, his voice was as gentle as ever, as if he wanted to relax his guard and tried to get closer to him.

However, it was this kindness and calmness as always that struck a tight string in Xie Anshuang's heart.

His emotions suddenly exploded, and he threw the wine jar in Xing Wenshu's direction.

"Snapped!"

After a crisp sound, the wine jar shattered not far in front of Xing Wenshu, and the fragments of the wine jar brushed against Xing Wenshu's sleeve, cutting a small hole.

Some of the wine splashed onto his fingertips, leaving shallow cold water stains that felt like ice to the touch.

Xing Wenshu frowned again, and looked up at Xie Anshuang with gloomy eyes: "Even if Your Majesty doesn't want to listen to my explanation at the moment, I can't let His Majesty ruin my body like this."

"Oh." Xie Anshuang sneered.

Another so-called concern as expected.

Sitting on the soft couch, he suddenly said: "Then tell Gu, is it fun to cheat Gu?"

Xing Wenshu pursed his lower lip, unable to answer his question for a while.

However, Xie Anshuang seemed to be irritated by his silence, and smashed an empty jar at hand, and shouted again hysterically: "Tell Gu, is it fun to cheat Gu!?"

The crisp cracking sound once again cut through the dead silence in the dark imperial study.

He looked at Xing Wenshu's tall and straight figure, and his eyes couldn't help getting hot, as if the emotions he had accumulated all this time had reached their climax at this moment, and the clamor overwhelmed his last rationality.

"I bear the stigma of the officials and the people every day. I am a licentious and stupid king. I endure the guilt for you time and time again to make things difficult for you and bully you. What am I doing? Don't I just want you to seek rebellion and usurp the throne?" !?"

Emotionally collapsed, Xie Anshuang almost cried and complained to Xing Wenshu.

"I've liked you for so long, have I never hesitated or struggled? But what about you, you've been just watching my jokes from the very beginning!

"You are the only one worthy of the throne! Why...why do you refuse to usurp the throne..."

Speaking of the latter, Xie Anshuang, who was overly emotional, had already started to choke up, crying out of breath, but still stubbornly refused to look at Xing Wenshu again.

Xing Wenshu stood in place and listened to his cries, and remained silent for a long time, until Xie Anshuang's sobs became quieter and his mood was calmer than before, then he sighed lightly, crossed the shattered wine jar in front of him, and walked to Xie Anshuang step by step.

"Your Majesty, stretch out your hand."

With the gentle tone close to his ears, Xie Anshuang sucked his nose, but retracted his hands into his arms, turning his head away and refusing to read Xing Wen's book.

However, in the next moment, he felt that his hand retracted into the sleeve was covered by a slightly cool temperature, which gently guided him to stretch it out and spread his palm.

Then... There was a small and delicate candy in the palm of his hand.

It was the kind of candy he had eaten in Xing Wen's study, the kind of candy with only the purest sweetness.

Xing Wenshu sat beside him at some point, gently closed his open palms, and said in a low voice: "But have you ever thought about it, your majesty, that I don't want to be the emperor?

"From the past to the present, no matter when, no matter when, I have never thought of being an emperor."

Xie Anshuang paused, then subconsciously raised his head to look in Xing Wenshu's direction, the end of his eyes was still tinged with redness, which further accentuated the small tear mole under his left eye, which looked pitiful and cute.

Xing Wenshu couldn't help but raised his hand, rubbed his head pityingly, and softened his voice as much as possible: "I didn't want to tell His Majesty about this matter so early, but..."

"If I say that if I want to usurp the throne, I just want to usurp your majesty's empress position, will your majesty also be willing?"