Wei Qianyi never thought that one day he would hear the word Zuo Jian from the emperor's mouth. Did he go too far?

He froze in place, looking at the tears falling on Xia Lang's beautiful face, drop by drop, hitting the ground, and seemed to hit his heart, Xia Ran's fragile appearance is enough to make everyone feel sorry for him Soft-hearted, including Wei Qianyi.

"Wei Qianyi," Xia Lang sniffled and wiped away the tears on his face: "I don't want to like you today!"

Not liking today...continue tomorrow.

What should I do, I like you so much, to the point that no matter how much you have done, I can forgive you.

Xia Lang is really angry now, he really wants to say to himself, why are you so cheap!

After finishing speaking, he ignored Wei Qianyi, turned around and left, and walked out of the yard in a few steps. Wei Qianyi subconsciously wanted to reach out to pull, but he didn't know why he wanted to pull. He just lifted his finger slightly, and then put it down again.

Yingye landed suddenly from nowhere and put a robe on him.

"My lord, it's getting cold."

Xia Lang sniffed pitifully, then tightened his robe: "Let's go, Shadow Night."

The voice with a crying voice was a little soft, and it didn't sound lethal.

"My lord, your handkerchief seems to have fallen off. I'll go find it for you." When Sharon was carrying the soup just now, he used a handkerchief that he carried close to him to insulate him from the heat, and it fell to the ground as the stew pot shattered. Xia Lang seemed to have just remembered, and suddenly stopped to look for it, but suddenly remembered Wei Qianyi who was still standing in the yard, and gritted his teeth cruelly: "Forget it, don't want it!"

In fact, it was a handkerchief embroidered by the former queen for him. There were not many of them in total, and Sharon cherished each one very much.

Ying Ye knew what the little emperor was thinking: "Then I will go up and find him on behalf of the master, the master will go first, I will catch up later."

Wei Qian, who was still standing there, heard their conversation, and subconsciously lowered her head to look for the handkerchief, but first saw the broken tiles and a little bit of blood on the ground.

The expensive ginseng and other medicinal materials rolled down on the ground casually, and the handkerchief that Sharon has always cherished also fell on the ground and was stained with dirt. Wei Qian also stepped forward, and when he was about to pick it up, he suddenly However, Wei Qianyi picked up the handkerchief one step ahead, and Wei Qianyi's hand touched that hand.

Ying Ye and Wei Qianyi looked at each other, and they both saw the hostility towards each other in their eyes.

"General Wei," Ying Ye was wearing a mask, and Wei Qian couldn't see his expression: "No matter how many people want to ask for something that you have discarded like a bag, it is impossible to get it."

"But I never wanted it!" Wei Qianyi also slightly raised his voice, looking at Ying Ye angrily: "Do I still have to be grateful for the emperor's "appreciation"? A man wants to be in the world, so why should he be trapped in the world?" In the palace?"

He could emphasize the word "appreciation", with sharp sarcasm in his tone.

"It's only been three years," Ying Ye's cold, emotionless voice seemed completely unaffected by Wei Qianyi's feelings: "Don't worry, General Wei, Lord... Your Majesty is not that unreasonable thing, as long as General Wei Go through these three years safely, I think the emperor will not embarrass you, you will be completely free."

"What qualifications do you, a little shadow guard, have to say such things?" Wei Qianyi sneered: "Didn't you hear that just now? He still wants to control who I marry after three years! I will live in In his shadow!"

"Does General Wei want to marry Princess Wanxi?" Ying Ye asked.

"I—" Wei Qianyi, who had just vowed to marry Princess Wanxi, was speechless now, his blood had cooled just now, and he had to admit that what he just said was all angry words.

He didn't want to marry Princess Wanxi, not at all. Even though Princess Wanxi suffered innocent disasters because of him, he felt guilty, but he had no intention of marrying her.

His hands trembled a little, but Ying Ye didn't give him a chance to speak again. He shook off Wei Qianyi's hand, picked up the handkerchief, and cast his eyes on the food wreckage on the ground, with a flash of resentment in his eyes: "This is the soup that the emperor personally made for you this afternoon. He just recovered from a serious illness and stood in the kitchen for two hours."

Wei Qianyi's pupils suddenly dilated, he stood up abruptly and wanted to chase after Xia Lang, but Xia Lang had already gone far away, his eyes lingered helplessly, and finally could only stay on the touch of Ying Ye's hand Put on the veil, but Ying Ye immediately took him into his arms.

"Don't worry," Ying Ye looked at Wei Qianyi, sarcastically, "You will definitely marry Princess Wanxi."

Princess Wanxi... the image in front of Wei Qianyi in two lifetimes was a gentle and harmless lady, but she showed a completely different side in front of Yingye. Since Wei Qianyi wanted her so much, Then the two of them are just a good pair, just right, so don't come out to hurt his master again.

Everyone didn't know why the little emperor's feelings were so warm and affectionate, and no one believed that Xia Lang would fall in love with someone who had only met him a few times.

Only Yingye knows how strong Xia Lang's feelings are. Even at the last moment of his previous life, Xia Lang would rather follow Wei Qianyi. I don't want to taste the taste of cracked lungs again. This time, he wants to take advantage of the fact that Xia Lang's feelings for Wei Qianyi are not so deep yet, so that the master can wake up and see Wei Qianyi clearly. This person is unreliable.

He had an idea in his mind, left Wei Qianyi who was in a state of despair but didn't even know the reason, got up and left, flew up a few steps and caught up with Xia Lang in the carriage.

"My lord, your handkerchief." Ying Ye knocked on the window of the carriage and handed the handkerchief to Sharan.

The dust on the veil had already been shaken off by Yingye, but it was soaked with the spilled soup and still looked dirty, Yingye said with some guilt: "I'll wash it for the emperor when I get back—" —”

"No need," Sharon shook his head, put away the handkerchief, "You've worked hard, Shadow Night."

Yingye didn't speak, just shook his head, and then went back to a place where Sharon couldn't see to protect him.

After Ying Ye left, Xia Lang stared blankly at the handkerchief in his hand for a long time.

The handkerchief was prepared for him by his mother, with a pair of mandarin ducks embroidered on it, and his mother smiled and said to him while embroidering: "I hope we can meet the person we like in the future."

But mom, I met someone I like, what should I do if he doesn't like me?

Tears fell silently, Sharon bit the handkerchief to keep himself silent.

He was the Emperor, and he could never show his vulnerability.

Tears flowed down the cheeks and into the mouth, the aroma of the soup on the handkerchief was still there, but mixed together it became a bitter taste.

It's really bitter, Sharon thought, but it's a good thing Qianyi didn't drink it.

Sure enough, he didn't have the talent for making soup. Princess Wanxi's reputation for being gentle and virtuous has spread throughout the capital, so she must be very good at making soup.

When Xia Lang returned to the palace, he had fully adjusted. Except for his red eyes, he looked the same as usual. The first thing he did when he returned was to go to the imperial study to deal with the accumulation of the past two days. Memorial, because of his big marriage and his illness these days, he has not been in court for several days, and he has not dealt with political affairs. The accumulated memorials are half the height of a person. Start to deal with it.

When he was halfway through the approval, Shen Hanzhi came over, holding a white stew pot in his hand.

"Your Majesty," Shen Hanzhi put down the stewing pot in his hand, came to Xia Lang's side, and pressed his shoulder: "Take a rest, let's eat something."

Looking at the stew pot, Xia Lang suddenly remembered what happened this afternoon, and his mood fell instantly, but he knew that Shen Hanzhi had good intentions and he shouldn't lose his temper with him, so he could only force a smile: "Han Zhi Brother, I am not hungry."

Shen Hanzhi looked at Xia Lang's bloodless face and red eyes, how could he not know that his visit to the General's Mansion this time would definitely end badly?

He was sore in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face. He continued to play the role of "Brother Han", and gently pulled out the pen in Xia Ran's hand: "If you don't want to drink, take a break."

"Brother Han..." Xia Lang read the memorial all night, his eyes were a little sore, he put down the memorial in his hand, rubbed his sore eyes, and said coquettishly: "Help me take a look." not good?"

Shen Hanzhi's heart skipped a beat.

This is the purpose of his entering the palace, and it is also something that his father has enjoined thousands of times. But now that the little emperor puts him in front of him, he is not as happy as he imagined. On the contrary, he is still a little panicked. Where did this panic come from? A voice in his heart told him not to look.

"Your majesty, I don't dare, it's overstepping the rules." He rejected Xia Lang calmly.

"What does it matter?" Xia Lang took Shen Hanzhi's hand: "Brother Han, you are my queen. The queen mother told me that husband and wife are of the same heart..."

He suddenly thought of something later, and quickly let go of Shen Hanzhi's hand, and smiled embarrassedly: "Oh, I forgot that Brother Han has someone he likes in Beijiang."

Seeing being let go by those tender little hands, Shen Hanzhi felt a little lost, he wanted to strangle the self who talked nonsense before, wouldn't the person he likes sit in front of him?Where did the Northern Xinjiang come from?

"Actually, I..." He wanted to explain, but he didn't intend to continue talking as soon as he opened his mouth - if he confessed, Sharon would definitely alienate him, and he would never have a chance to contact Sharan again.

"En?" Xia Lang stopped rubbing his eyes, and looked at Brother Han curiously: "Brother Han, what do you want to say?"

"It's nothing." For the first time, Shen Hanzhi lost the calmness he was proud of, and reached out to take a memorial: "Then I'll help the emperor read the memorial for a while."

"Yeah!" Xia Lang looked at Shen Hanzhi with gratitude for saving him from the fire and water, and quickly stood up to give way to Shen Hanzhi: "Brother Han, sit down!"

"No need, the emperor can sit down." Shen Hanzhi shook his head and refused.

"It's more convenient for you to sit." Xia Lang said: "Brother Han can directly help me to approve small things, and just ask me for big things."

"No need." Looking at Xia Lang's appearance, Shen Hanzhi didn't have any thoughts on the memorial: "Today I have a lot of dinner, and I want to stand up to eat."

"Oh," Xia Lang accepted this explanation and stopped insisting. Instead, he lay down on the table and fiddled with the antiques on the table. Looking at him secretly across the memorial, he felt that Xia Ran's gaze seemed to be looking this way, so he quickly retracted his gaze.

"Brother Han..." After a while, Xia Ran spoke again.

"What's the matter?" Shen Hanzhi raised his head suddenly, could it be that he was caught peeking at Xia Lang.

"That..." Xia Ran pointed to the memorial in his hand: "Did you take the memorial upside down?"

Shen Hanzhi's whole body froze, and for the first time, his eyes turned to the memorial in his hand, and then he realized that what Xia Lang said was right.

There was a flush of redness on his face, and he turned the memorial on his hands in a panic. Xia Lang saw the flustered expression of the fairy brother who had been on the altar, and couldn't help but squeaked. He laughed out loud: "What happened to Brother Han today?"

"It's nothing." Shen Hanzhi just felt that today he had lost all his face in the past 20 years. The calm and calm Shen Hanzhi had long since disappeared. He wanted to defend himself, but he didn't know what to say. So I had to shut up and be silent.

"Brother Han Zhi misses someone he likes?" Xia Lang didn't continue to laugh at Shen Hanzhi, his character is like this, he will always make the people next to him comfortable.

"I...um." Shen Hanzhi didn't want to bring up this topic at first, but now Xia Lang is completely in love, and he can't think about anything without emotion. When he saw Shen Hanzhi lost his mind, he immediately thought of him as being as pitiful as himself Person: "Why is he in northern Xinjiang?"

In his impression, Shen Hanzhi's health is not good, it seems that he has never been out of the capital, right?

"He used to be in the capital, and then he went to northern Xinjiang with the army." Shen Hanzhi could only make up a reason: "I met him in the capital."

"But a general in the army?" Xia Lang seemed to be very interested in this question, and asked: "Brother Han, why don't you tell me his name? I can marry you!"

"No need," Shen Hanzhi smiled wryly, as if he was answering Xia Ran or talking to himself: "I don't know if he... likes me or not, and he seems to want to stay there forever."

In this way, Sharon would not pester him to ask the man any more questions.

"How could someone not like Brother Han!" Xia Lang looked disbelieving: "Brother Han is the most beautiful person in the world! The smartest! The prettiest!"

Shen Hanzhi looked at Xia Lang's determined face, and smiled silently, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.

But... don't you just dislike me?

I'm so nice, why can't you like me, obviously I met you first, didn't I?

"Brother Han," Xia Lang looked up at Shen Hanzhi, "What kind of place is Northern Xinjiang?"

Why do so many people like it there?Wei Qian is also the same, and the person Han Zhigege likes is also...

"Your Majesty, Northern Xinjiang is not a good place for years of wind and snow and wars." Shen Hanzhi said.

"But I really, really want to go to Beijiang to have a look." Xia Lang's eyes are full of yearning for Beijiang: "Brother Han, do you think I can visit in secret?"

"Your Majesty!" Shen Hanzhi's voice was a little harsh and urgent: "The situation there has always been unclear, and foreigners are staring at you. It's not safe for you to go anywhere!"

Shen Hanzhi's sudden serious expression frightened Xia Lang, and he said sullenly: "Well, if you don't go, you won't go."

Anyway, he can only stay in this palace, the greatest possibility is to sneak out with the eunuchs and shadow guards on his back, and take a walk in this capital.

The world is like a huge sky, but Sharon can only stay in his golden cage. Even though the golden cage is luxurious, there is only a small sky.

Shen Hanzhi looked at Xia Lang's unhappy look, and sighed long: "...I will continue to watch the memorial with the emperor,"

After Xia Lang left, Wei Qian also thought a lot. His father came again and asked him what he and Xia Lang had said. Their quarrel was so loud that even the general who had gone away could hear it.

Wei Qianyi didn't want to talk about it, and once again sent the general away, and refused to talk about his marriage with Princess Wanxi.

"Princess Wanxi County is a good boy," the general sighed, "Prince Cheng is very angry, but she keeps talking to you, saying that you are also innocent, son, why don't you just marry someone..."

He knew that his son was not the kind of person who looked at his face for no reason, so he would definitely not dislike Princess Wanxi's face.

Wei Qianyi is now annoyed whenever she hears the words Princess Wanxi: "Father, have you forgotten the agreement between me and the emperor!"

"This—" The general looked at Wei Qianyi's impatient expression, and the guilt in his heart deepened again. How could he have been so infatuated at that time that he actually pushed his only son into that fire pit? middle!

Even though the emperor is still a little guy with no hair, but he is the royal family after all, how can there be such a simple possibility?

Saying that he fell in love with his son at first sight, I'm afraid it wasn't that Qian Yi's suspicion was right, the emperor had murderous intentions towards the general's mansion...

His tone became a little dignified: "Qianyi, if you really don't want to..."

Although the general has a straightforward personality, he is not stupid. He is not the kind of person who is too loyal to be flexible. If the little emperor has already bullied the general's mansion and humiliated his only son like this, then there is no need for him to be polite to the little emperor!Now half of the Tiger Talismans are in his hands, he can mobilize half of the army, and then unite some forces. I don't know if this young emperor can still sit firmly in his position!

Wei Qianyi didn't hear what his father was saying at all, and thought he was still talking about Princess Wanxi, and said impatiently: "I don't want to! I don't want to!"

He doesn't want to marry Princess Wanxi at all. There are many heroes in the army, and there are not a few people who admire Princess Wanxi. Even if Princess Wanxi loses her appearance, she is the only princess in this dynasty, the only daughter of King Cheng. People who want to marry her are like Jiang Zhiqing, why do they have to be him?

He said three times in a row that he was unwilling, and then he jumped up directly, left the general's mansion, and flew towards the palace.

I don't know why, but he wants to see Xia Ran, very much.

The general looked at his unruly son, felt helpless but had no other choice, so he raised his hand to call out the hidden guards of the general's mansion: "Go, follow him, don't let him get into trouble."

Xia Lang told him a path in the palace, Wei Qian also passed there, and returned to his Green Bamboo Pavilion without disturbing anyone.

It never occurred to him before that he would step into this place on his own initiative.

Well-trained palace servants greeted him, and Wei Qian waved his hand: "Tell the emperor that I'm back."

This is also an agreement between him and Xia Lang, but Wei Qian also felt that even if he didn't say it, the palace servants would tell Xia Lang the news of his return.

He took the initiative to speak like this, in fact, it was already a disguised show of weakness.

Every decoration in the room was carefully arranged by Xia Lang, but Wei Qianyi was not in the mood to even take a look at it. He sat on the bed that he and Xia Lang had a good time that day, his heart was in a mess, and he was upset when he saw everything. .

When he arrived at the Green Bamboo Pavilion, the moon was already on the top of the tree, and he didn't know how long he had waited. When the moonlight was fully in full bloom, he still hadn't waited for Xia Ran.

It's not that Xia Lang didn't receive the news of Wei Qianyi's return, he was overjoyed, but the anger in the afternoon hadn't completely dissipated, and there were still so many memorials in his hand, so he didn't choose to go there immediately.

"Your majesty can go to General Wei after finishing the memorial." Shen Hanzhi smiled gently, but his hands buried in his sleeves were already tightly clenched: "Political affairs are the most important thing."

"Brother Han is right." Xia Lang nodded and continued to focus on political affairs.

But even though he was continuing to read the memorial, Shen Hanzhi soon realized that Xia Lang's spirit was completely out of it. Xia Lang's thoughts were a little dazed. Sometimes Shen Hanzhi asked him some questions and it took him a long time to respond. When I read the memorial, I would laugh out loud——Shen Hanzhi knew that Xia Lang's heart might have already arrived at the Green Bamboo Pavilion.

How can love humble a person?

When Shen Hanzhi was reviewing the memorial with Xia Langyiqing, he had already seen the wounds on Xia Lang's hands, scratches and burns suddenly appeared on a pair of golden, noble and precious hands within a day - all of them were worshiping guards Thanks to Qian Yi, Xia Lang's eyes were red when he came back, but after only one night, he jumped into Wei Qianyi's arms again.

Shen Hanzhi looked at Xia Lang's brisk back, eager to use his lightness kung fu to fly to the Green Bamboo Pavilion, and suddenly thought of himself.

Don't you... Isn't it the same?

He is so good, but he doesn't belong to you. You have to watch him fly to another man. His every frown, smile, joy, anger, sorrow, and joy are not because of you, but you are still humble and reluctant to let go.

Looking at the memorial in his hand, he suddenly changed his mind.

He still has to follow his father's instructions and take the power into his own hands, so that he is entitled to get what he likes.

In the past, he raised a canary and prepared the most gorgeous cage and the most expensive food for him, but it always wanted to run away day by day, Shen Hanzhi caught it again and again, and finally got really impatient —He directly cut off the bird's wings.

The canary that lost its wings was finally able to stay in the cage all day long, accepting Shen Hanzhi's caress.

Shen Hanzhi caressed Queer's gorgeous feathers, never felt so satisfied.

[Ding, the favorability of the current target Shen Han is increased by two, and the current favorability is 92]

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