yes sire

Han You was taken aback by the yelling, Xia Siyan hadn't lost his temper with him for a long time.He paused, but still insisted: "Exile or be imprisoned, at least he is still there. Teacher, he is almost seventy years old, and there is only such a son, so we must give him some thoughts."

Xia Siyan was silent for a while, then suppressed the fire and said, "When he wanted you to die, did you think about it for your relatives?"

Han You said: "Killing is also divided into completed and attempted, and the two are also different in the law."

Xia Siyan glanced at him and sneered, "Really?"

Spreading rumors to slander cabinet ministers and empress dowagers, and hiring assassins to kill Shangguan, no matter which one is a felony.Even if a case of this level is jointly tried by the three divisions, it will still be handed over to the emperor in the end, and how to deal with it depends on Xia Siyan's words.

Han You understood what Xia Siyan meant when he looked at him, so he shut up.

Xia Siyan could see that he was upset, but he just didn't want to let him go.

Han You's habit of not taking himself seriously made Xia Siyan feel very annoyed.

The last time he was caught by Beichang's spy, he was in the same way, putting himself in danger without thinking about the consequences, as if he was always preparing to sacrifice his life for something.At this time, he knew to intercede for Wu Shijie, because Wu Wenci would not be able to bear Wu Shijie's death.

Then why didn't he think about how Xia Siyan would live if he himself died?

Xia Siyan is not a person who likes to turn over old scores, but comparing the two here, it only makes people feel very irritated, and he really wants to clean up Han You.

The candlelight flickered, and the darkness in the distance made the hall even more empty and silent.Both of them stopped talking, Xia Siyan picked up his pen again and began to criticize red, he was angry, and wrote quickly and scribbled.

Han You watched for a while, wanted to say something, but felt that if he continued, he might start a fight.

He didn't want to quarrel with Xia Siyan because of these things.I thought in a mess in my heart, Wu Shijie deserved to die, but the teacher is so old, how could he bear the pain of losing his son?Will he blame me?Would he think I killed his son?The more I thought about it, the more uncomfortable I felt, and I sighed unconsciously.

Xia Siyan stopped writing and raised his eyes to look at him, and met his eyes for a while, but he still didn't want to let go.

Because the winter has not cooled down, the palace has not yet started burning the earth dragon, Han You is wearing thin clothes, Xia Siyan is afraid that he will catch a cold, so he said with a cold face: "Go to sleep first."

Han You said, "I'm not sleepy."

Xia Siyan turned his head and continued to write on the draft ticket, and replied coldly, "It's up to you."

Han You knew that the emperor was angry.Having been together for so many years, he was already very familiar with the emperor's bad temper.With Xia Siyan so angry, this was already a very gentle reaction.If it was in the past, it should be thrown at this time.

While the emperor was closing the folder, he reached out and took the pen out of the emperor's hand, and said in a low voice, "Your Majesty, please sleep with me."

Xia Siyan leaned back on the back of the chair, folded his arms with an unhappy expression on his face, "Didn't you say you were not sleepy?"

"Now I'm sleepy again."

"You are willing to give in to me for other people's affairs."

"It's not for other people's business," Han You pulled his hand, "It's the biggest thing if His Majesty is unhappy."

Han You used a little trick to coax the emperor easily.

When it was approaching midnight, they were sticking together dripping with sweat, Xia Siyan hugged him from behind, their bodies were so tight that no gap was left.

Their bodies were wet and sticky, but neither of them seemed willing to get up and leave the other's body first, so they hugged quietly.Xia Siyan was a little too ruthless today, and now Han You only felt his whole body go limp, and he really didn't want to move anymore.

After hugging for a while, Han You was about to fall asleep in a daze, when he suddenly heard Xia Siyan say: "Wu Wenci has done you a favor, and you should repay it. But there will be no next time."

He was so sleepy at the time that he didn't remember whether he answered anything, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

The next day Han You slept in the palace until noon before waking up. When Feng Ke got up, he said that His Majesty had gone to the Wenhua Palace to meet the ministers.When he came back after taking a shower, Feng Ke told him that His Majesty would have dinner with those foreign officials in Wenhua Palace at noon.

Feng Ke naturally excluded him from the list of "foreign officials", and already regarded him as the master of the harem in his heart, wishing that even his diet and daily life should be treated according to the queen's standards.

Han You remembered that he hadn't seen Xia Siyi for some time, so he asked Feng Ke: "Can you invite the Second Highness over at noon?"

"Returning to the emperor...ah, Master Han's words," Feng Ke almost bit his tongue, "This morning, His Highness the Second Highness came to have morning lessons, and I heard him tell His Majesty that he is going to the Empress Dowager's place today."

Han You nodded and said, "Is the concubine okay these days?"

Feng Ke replied with a smile: "The past few days were not very good. After your Majesty went to persuade you, it will be much better. I heard that the Ministry of Criminal Justice issued an arrest order early this morning, and the rumor-mongers have been arrested. By this time, the news should have reached Zhongling Palace , Presumably the concubine is having a good day today."

Han You was stunned for a moment, "Are you arrested today?"

"Yes, the people from the Ministry of Punishment went early, and Wu Wenci hadn't left the house when they arrived. I heard that Wu Wenci passed out immediately after seeing the arrest warrant."

"I have to go and have a look," Han You turned around to get the coat from the hanger, put it on and walked out, "Please, Eunuch Feng, tell Your Majesty that I'm leaving the palace first."

"Hey..." Feng Ke immediately regretted his talkativeness, but he didn't dare to stop Han You from leaving, so he had to arrange a carriage to take him back.

From this morning onwards, the entire Wu family cried together.The young master was arrested suddenly, and the old master convulsed and passed out again. Only a frail and sick old lady who had never been in charge was left to try to calm people down.

When Han You arrived, he happened to meet Yuan Zheng coming out of the inner courtyard, so he stopped him: "Physician Yuan, how is my teacher?"

Yuan Zheng shook his head, sighed and said, "This... I can't help it either."

Han You's heart suddenly picked up, and he raised his feet and ran to the backyard.

Although he has been called Wu Wenci's teacher for more than ten years, he has never met his nominal mistress.Entering the room, I saw a fat old woman in Chinese clothes sitting on the edge of the bed wiping tears, thinking that it should be Wu Wenci's wife.

He knocked on the door, but Mrs. Wu didn't respond, so he walked in and bowed, "Master."

Madam Wu turned to look at him, "You are..."

"Junior Han You, I have met Master Mistress."

"You are Han You?" Mrs. Wu immediately screamed and cried, "Don't call me Mrs. Mistress, I can't stand it."

Han You felt a little uncomfortable from her crying, took a step forward, and said, "My teacher..." When he saw the person on the bed, he couldn't speak the rest of the sentence.

Wu Wenci, who is usually graceful and graceful, is sitting on the bed with his head tilted, playing with the buttons on his clothes, and he is still chanting, "Soy bean, mung bean, flower bean!"

"Teacher!" Seeing this, Han You's mind thumped, and he stepped over to hold Wu Wenci's hand in two steps, and his eyes were also red.

Wu Wenci was suddenly held by him, trembling, and then asked in a childlike and extremely innocent tone: "Who are you?"

"It's me," Han You unconsciously lowered his voice, as if he was afraid of scaring him, and said softly, "I'm Jing Lue."

Wu Wenci suddenly became excited and yelled twice, "My son! You are finally back!"

Seeing her master's demented appearance, Mrs. Wu couldn't help but pounced on Han You's hand, pushed him away, and cried, "You go! My master doesn't want to see you!"

Mrs. Wu used brute force and almost fell to the ground. Han You supported her, "Master..."

Wu Wenci hugged Han You, and scolded Mrs. Wu: "What are you doing to my son! Get out of here!"

Mrs. Wu burst into tears, "Master! Take a closer look at who this is? This is the person who killed your own son! This is a wolf-hearted thing! You still treat him as your son!"

Han You let Wu Wenci hug him, and stood quietly for Mrs. Wu to scold.When she scolded Han You, Wu Wenci scolded her.

He didn't defend Mrs. Wu, nor did he say that he would save Wu Shijie's life by pleading with the emperor.Originally, he did all these things for the sake of the teacher, but now that the teacher has become like this, everything is meaningless.

Wu Wenci kept grabbing Han You to prevent him from leaving. Han You had no choice but to stay in the Wu Mansion with the teacher until night.

Wu Wenci's limbs are already so stiff that he can't even do things like eating and dressing.Han You fed Wu Wenci to eat, coaxed him to wash up, waited for him to fall asleep, and promised to come to see him tomorrow before he let Han You go.

When Han You walked out of the Wu Mansion, a crescent moon was already hanging in the sky.He walked slowly towards Shamao Street along the streets that became quiet at night, and the bodyguard Xia Siyan arranged for him followed closely behind.

All this irony is somewhat unreal.He was worried all night yesterday that the teacher would not be able to accept the fact that Aiko's future would be ruined by going to prison, but the moment the teacher got the news, God helped the teacher make the happiest choice in the world.

Forgetting is indeed the most powerful defense.

Halfway through the journey, he stopped, turned around and said to the guards following him, "Let's go to the palace."

I miss him.