Prime Minister, he just refuses to usurp the throne

On the [-]th day of the twelfth lunar month in the eighth year of Jingchun, it was another New Year's Eve.

In order to get rid of the old and usher in the new and liven up the atmosphere in the palace, Xie Anshuang held a palace banquet in the palace to entertain the children and their families in the Study Pavilion, which is a rare gathering in a year.

The scale of the palace banquet was not large, and the children were familiar with each other on weekdays. Under Xie Anshuang's default, it was relatively open. Most of the time after a palace banquet, there were laughter and laughter from the children.

The other offshoots of the royal family inevitably had other thoughts, but Xie Anshuang almost focused on the children and didn't give them any chance to approach alone.

In order to cater to the interests of the children, the performances at the palace banquet were specially replaced with more lively programs, and the atmosphere was once very cheerful.

After the whole palace banquet, Xie Anshuang had a happy time. The only unhappy point was probably that halfway through the palace banquet, Xing Wenshu, who was sitting next to him as a bodyguard, confiscated all his wine and replaced it with plain water.

In front of so many people in the hall, he couldn't be blatant to go to Xing Wenshu's side to grab it back, so he could only reluctantly spend the second half of the palace banquet with ordinary water, and didn't settle the score with Xing Wenshu until he returned to Chang'an Hall after the banquet.

Xing Wenshu met his resentful gaze, and smiled as gently as ever: "Drinking alcohol hurts your health, Your Majesty, it's better not to drink too much."

"Usually you don't care, today is New Year's Eve, and what I'm drinking now is not ice wine." Xie Anshuang was still very dissatisfied.

Ever since he found out that Xing Wenshu was Wen Ran who drank too much ice wine and fell ill that night, Xie Anshuang's acceptance of cold things is far less good than before. The last time he added ice cubes to the wine again on a whim, he didn't drink much and made himself sick .

So after that, Xing Wenshu followed Yuanmu's diagnosis and strictly controlled his drinking and iced food on weekdays.

Before today's palace banquet, Xie Anshuang hadn't been able to drink for half a month.

Although he is not so addicted to alcohol, he still likes to drink a few jars as entertainment when he has nothing to do.

Seeing that Xing Wenshu didn't respond, Xie Anshuang continued: "It's the last day of the year. Tomorrow is the Spring Festival. You don't have to go to court. It's okay to drink some wine."

"Brother Prime Minister——"

When he said the last four words, Xie Anshuang deliberately grabbed Xing Wenshu's sleeve corner and softened his voice to plead for mercy.

What Xing Wenshu couldn't bear was his tone of voice, and he sighed and said, "Okay, it's up to you. But don't drink too much, at least not to the point of getting drunk, otherwise tomorrow will be uncomfortable. "

Xie Anshuang, who had a good capacity for alcohol, readily agreed, and immediately let go of Xing Wenshu's hand, and there was no trace of being a good boy left.

Xing Wenshu ravaged his head like revenge, and then said: "I'll go get ready. It just so happens that the moonlight is pretty good tonight, can I go to the roof?"

Xie Anshuang had no objection. After thinking about it, he said enthusiastically, "By the way, you can drink with me. Although I can't drink too much, you can."

Xing Wenshu: "...?"

He couldn't keep up with Xie Anshuang's thoughts for a while.

Xie Anshuang continued: "You don't drink much every time, I haven't seen you drunk before."

Xing Wenshu finally understood what he meant, and said helplessly, "It's not advisable to drink too much wine. Since I would ask His Majesty this way, I must also ask myself according to this standard before then."

"But your Majesty mentioned this..." Xing Wenshu thought for a while, and replied, "I don't seem to be very drunk, only once or twice. I don't really like the feeling of being too out of control in front of people."

Xie Anshuang was even more interested when he heard this: "I want to see it, can I?"

Xing Wenshu doesn't dislike drinking. Although he drinks less on weekdays for the purpose of health preservation, it doesn't matter to him to drink more occasionally.

Seeing that Xie Anshuang was really looking forward to it, he still responded with a smile: "Okay, then I will accompany His Majesty to watch the moon and have a drink tonight. But I have good wine, and I will sleep when I am drunk. I am afraid that I will disappoint Your Majesty."

Xie Anshuang's interest didn't diminish, but he became even more curious, urging him to prepare things.

Xing Wenshu had no choice but to respond repeatedly, and went to the small dining room to prepare wine and some snacks.

For the sake of convenience, he prepared some spirits and some fruit wine, and only allowed Xie Anshuang to mainly drink fruit wine, and at most one or two glasses of spirits, so that he could truly understand what it means to shoot himself in the foot.

However, considering that Xing Wenshu was willing to break his precept of not drinking too much for him once, Xie Anshuang reluctantly accepted the matter, and took him to the roof to enjoy the moon and drink together.

The roof was rather cold on New Year's Eve. Before coming up, Xie Anshuang tied a thick cloak obediently, and even sat very close to Xing Wenshu.

He looked up at the moonlight, and said with emotion: "The last time I sat on the roof with you and drank together with the moon, it seemed to be your birthday in the third year of Jingchun."

At that time, they hadn't talked about it, and he had been sad for a long time because of Xing Wenshu's birthday and his family.

Xing Wenshu also thought of this incident, chuckled and said: "Yes, I still remember that His Majesty was wronged when he was drunk, and said that he had planned for a long time, but in the end I left as soon as I said."

"You have the nerve to mention it, but I started planning after I got the flute at the temple fair."

Mentioning this, Xie Anshuang snorted again, pretending to be angry: "What are you talking about, you wanted that flute a long time ago, and now it seems that you are teasing me again?"

Xing Wenshu took a sip of wine, looked at the bricks and tiles in front of him, and seemed to be caught in some memories: "That sentence is not a lie to His Majesty."

Soon he withdrew from his memories and looked at Xie Anshuang back to his usual appearance: "To tell you the truth, when His Majesty said that the flute was only for the person who wanted to give it to the temple fair festival, I was envious. Your Majesty values ​​it so much. I want to be valued so much by Your Majesty."

"So when His Majesty gave me that jade flute, I was really pleasantly surprised."

Under the moonlight, Xing Wenshu's smile was a little hazy and soft.

Xie Anshuang met his gaze, turned his head belatedly after a while, and whispered uncomfortably: "The person I cherish is always only you."

"The only one I love is my little majesty." Xing Wenshu approached him and kissed him between the eyebrows.

Listening to his soft voice, Xie An's ears were slightly red, but the corners of his lips raised uncontrollably.

After five years, their state of mind is no longer as good as before.

At the beginning, he never thought that one day, he could get along with Xing Wenshu so warmly and harmoniously.

Xie Anshuang moved closer to Xing Wenshu's direction, almost clinging to him, and said, "By the way, I found a note in your leave memorial after that day, which said, 'Pianpian Hongye sends Chi Lian ',What does that mean?"

Hearing him talking about this, Xing Wenshu took another sip of the wine in his glass, and said with a smile: "That, it's just a poem that randomly piled up images. Red leaves and lotus are both images that can symbolize love, so what does your majesty think it means? Woolen cloth?"

Xie An paused, he didn't expect him to answer like this.

According to his explanation... Didn't Xing Wenshu secretly confess to him at that time?

"So you already liked me back then."

Xie Anshuang's focus was suddenly distorted, and she seemed to have a sense of epiphany.

"More than that." Xing Wenshu rubbed his head, "I liked it during the temple fair."

Xie An's eyes showed confusion: "Didn't you just come back during the temple fair?"

Xing Wenshu replied: "Yes. So maybe I liked my little Majesty a long time ago, but it was only then that I finally understood what I wanted."

"After all, Your Majesty is so good, how could he not like it?"

Now Xie Anshuang has been able to calmly accept his praise, and said with a little pride: "That is, don't look at who I am."

Xing Wenshu liked his look very much, smiled and rubbed his head again.

The topic ended here, and the two quickly chatted about other things, chatting and drinking, and the atmosphere was harmonious and happy.

Since there will be no morning morning tomorrow, Xie Anshuang is very relaxed throughout the whole process, and there is no need to worry about going to bed early.

And Xing Wenshu gradually became a little overwhelmed with alcohol, and later he replied to Xie Anshuang's words one after another.

Xie Anshuang didn't care, and occasionally said a few words when he thought of something, and gradually drank all the fruit wine in hand.

He looked at the last empty wine jar beside him, with regret in his eyes.

However, considering that Xing Wenshu's body is weaker than ordinary people, it is not good to stay on the roof for too long in this cold winter, so I am going to ask him to go back to the room together.

However, before he could speak in the future, a furry weight suddenly appeared on his left shoulder.

He looked down, and saw Xing Wenshu leaning on his shoulder in a light sleep with his eyes closed, his cheeks were obviously red under the moonlight.

It seems that he fell asleep when he was really drunk.

Xie Anshuang laughed, and took advantage of his unpreparedness to poke his head at this moment, planning to prepare some hangover soup for him.

——After all, Xing Wenshu is such a big man, he doesn't have the strength to carry him back to the room.

Because he didn't want to suffer from illness, Xing Wenshu was very strict with himself. In the beginning, he didn't really hope to see Xing Wenshu drunk, and he didn't make any follow-up preparations.

And based on the tacit understanding between them, Xing Wenshu must know that he didn't intend to force it, but he still did it.

"For the sake of Xing Aiqing's sincerity, I will personally prepare the sober soup for you."

The smile in Xie An's eyes deepened, and he wanted to help Xing Wenshu to lie down temporarily, but when he moved, he reached out and tightly grasped a piece of fabric at the corner of his clothes.

He didn't care, and wanted to pull out the corner of his clothes, but the more he pulled, the tighter Xing Wenshu pulled.

Xie Anshuang: "..."

Xie Anshuang: "Don't you pretend to be drunk?"

He was genuinely moved just now.

But before he was about to verify it, he heard Xing Wenshu spit out a few words that seemed to be vague.

"do not go……"

The three fluttering words sounded very vague, like a dream, or an unconscious request, and the brows were slightly frowned, as if mixed with a little anxiety.

It was the first time Xie Anshuang saw him showing such an expression.

He didn't think about it for a while, he just thought he was drunk and talking nonsense, and comforted him: "How can I prepare you hangover soup if I don't go? If you stay on the roof for one night, you will definitely be sick tomorrow."

While speaking, he tried to pull Xing Wenshu's hand away again.

As a result, Xing Wenshu directly turned to grab his hand with great force, as if he was afraid of being broken free, and trembled faintly.

This state doesn't seem right.

Xie Anshuang came to his senses after realizing it, and finally stopped trying to break free, calmed down and comforted him: "Okay, I won't leave, is it okay if I don't leave?"

Xu Shi sensed that he really had no intention of leaving, Xing Wenshu finally stretched his brows and eyes, and relaxed his fingertips a little.

It's quite coaxing.

But it's not a problem to sit on the roof all the time, Xie Anshuang tried to persuade again: "I'll go to the small dining room to prepare some hangover soup, just for a while, okay?"

Hearing this, Xing Wenshu opened his eyes a little, his expression seemed aggrieved: "You won't leave after you say so."

Xie Anshuang had never seen him like this, and his heart softened again: "I won't run away, I'll just go for a while, and I'll be back soon."

"I don't want it." Xing Wenshu increased his strength again, and his voice became softer, "Don't even think about leaving me alone and running away."

Xie Anshuang laughed: "When will I leave you and run alone..."

Speaking of this, Xing Wenshu's soft words "I finally found you" when he reunited with Xing Wenshu in the army after a long absence suddenly appeared in his mind.

...Are you talking about that time?

Xie Anshuang was stunned for a moment, not sure for now, but he had never been separated from Xing Wenshu except at that time.

I don't know if his pause hit Xing Wenshu. Xing Wenshu lowered his eyelashes and turned over the old account aggrievedly: "From the previous life to the present life, it has been twice. I thought I would never see you again twice."

"You still say that you are afraid of being abandoned, but it is clear that you have abandoned us mercilessly all along."

"I've been looking for you for a long time before I found you back. Don't think about leaving me again."

While saying the last sentence, Xing Wenshu clenched his hands tighter and his tone became tougher than before, but Xie Anshuang clearly noticed the uneasiness hidden in his eyes.

That was the most fragile emotion that he would never show on weekdays.

Xie Anshuang felt the strength coming from the palm of his hand, and didn't know how to reply for a moment.

He recalled Xing Wenshu's guidance to him during the period when his heart attack broke out, recalled that Xing Wenshu discussed with him about the future concubine, and even more recalled that during this period of time, Xing Wenshu had always separated public and private distance.

In fact, Xing Wenshu had many opportunities for him to be inseparable from him, so that he would only stay by his side forever, but he never did this.

Xie Anshuang once thought that it was because he grew up under the pampering, so he would never feel insecure.

But it turns out that he just buried all the anxiety deep in his heart, and he has deceived others and himself.

Really...

"Incurably stupid."

Xie Anshuang scolded softly, raised his hand and hugged him into his arms, and murmured: "Such a good big baby, where can I pick up another one if I lose it? I'm not that stupid."

"I... like you the most."