The whole world thinks that I am trying to usurp the throne

The price of rice in the capital dropped almost overnight, and the second prince, Yan Xun, spent ten days spreading porridge on the streets until the price of rice dropped to a penny lower than before the price increase.

On another day, Zhao Xi, the mastermind, was pushed out of the Meridian Gate and beheaded. His father and his two sons who were over sixteen years old were all hanged. , Brothers and sisters are all deprived of official slaves, servants, family servants, assets, fields and houses are all deprived of officials, and their uncles, nephews, and nephews have been exiled for thousands of miles.

On another five days, when Emperor Wen came to court, the respected Lord Zhen Guo bluntly said that the East Palace was empty, which was not conducive to the stability of the country, so please re-establish the prince as soon as possible.

The remaining second prince Yan Xun, third prince Yan Qi and fourth prince Yan Huan each have supporters, among which the third prince Yan Qi is the most powerful.

The three parties have been arguing endlessly, and the position of the prince is still pending, and there is no conclusion even in Mangzhong.

On this day, after Yan Xun finished reading, he took a nap on a soft couch, closed his eyes, and immediately fell asleep, and somehow Xiao Yuebai fell into a dream again.

In the dream, Xiao Yuebai pressed him onto a desk and kissed him wantonly, stroking his cheek with fingertips.

This was supposed to be a charming thing, but for some reason, the self under Xiao Yuebai who was pressed down was expressionless. His eyes were looking at a point in the void, disgusted in his heart, his hands were clasped tightly on the desk, and he could only breathe out under the pressure of the pressure. In desperation, a little disordered.

And Xiao Yuebai, who was pressing on him, was even more desolate, his peach blossom eyes lacked any brilliance, as if a cluster of scorching peach blossoms had failed in full bloom, and the fingers covering his body even trembled imperceptibly, as if he was afraid. was pushed away.

After the kiss, he really pushed Xiao Yuebai away, rinsed his mouth with a cup of cold Yangxian tea, took a clean brocade handkerchief, and wiped off Xiao Yuebai's lips that smelled of Xiao Yuebai. valve.

Xiao Yuebai stood aside, trying to grab his waist, but he avoided it.

He glanced at Xiao Yuebai faintly, and said: "Xiao Xiang, if you have nothing to do, then step back, don't spoil Gu's eyes here."

"A Xun."

Yan Xun heard Xiao Yuebai's soft call, all the weird scenes in his mind faded, his eyelashes trembled, and he woke up.

Holding half a cold melon in her hands, Xiao Yuebai walked to Yan Xun's side, sat down on the soft couch, and said with a soft smile, "Ah Xun, do you want to eat a cold melon?"

After finishing speaking, he scooped up a spoonful of the bright red, juicy flesh and brought it to Yan Xun's lips.

Yan Xun opened his mouth to eat, the juice overflowed in an instant, it was very sweet, he spit the seeds on the small plate that Xiao Yuebai handed over, the next moment, he called out to Xiao Yuebai: "Xiao Xiang."

In the previous life, Xiao Yuebai met Yan Xun for the first time. Yan Xun was sixteen years old, and now it is the season of mango seeds, only three months away from Yan Xun's 16th birthday. Yan Xun's appearance is roughly the same as when he first met.

In the last life, the 16-year-old Yan Xun regarded Xiao Yuebai as nothing, and when Xiao Yuebai sat on the position of prime minister and had power in his hands, he had no choice but to turn his attention to Xiao Yuebai.

Now when Yan Xun called herself "Xiao Xiang", Xiao Yuebai didn't know the reason at all, but had no time to think, in a trance, instinctively broke out in a cold sweat, and his whole body was extremely tense, almost bursting in an instant, his heart He jumped even more violently, as if it was about to burst, he concentrated his mind desperately, and managed to stabilize the half of the cold melon in his hand, and then stiffly raised the corners of his lips: "Ah Xun, why did you call me?" Xiao Xiang?"

Yan Xun didn't notice Xiao Yuebai's strangeness, thought he was sweating from the heat, and said coquettishly: "Sir, feed me another piece of cold melon, and I will tell you."

Xiao Yuebai calmly scooped up a spoonful of cold melon and fed it to Yan Xun. Yan Xun could barely swallow it, and then raised his head and asked: "I want Mr. to feed me by mouth."

Xiao Yuebai held a piece of cold melon in her mouth, and covered Yan Xun's lips tremblingly, Yan Xun immediately let go of her lips and teeth, but he was stunned until Yan Xun complained vaguely. Pass the cold melon across.

Yan Xun ate the piece of cold melon, then put his hand around Xiao Yuebai's neck, wanted to kiss Xiao Yuebai, but suddenly felt that Xiao Yuebai's flesh became tight.

He let go of Xiao Yuebai's neck, turned to cover Xiao Yuebai's cheeks, and said in doubt: "Sir, what's wrong with you? Or are you tired of kissing me?"

Xiao Yuebai looked at Yan Xun carefully, as if he wanted to imprint every part of him in his heart, even the lines of his skin.

His thoughts were churning, and before long, he put the cold melon on a low table beside him, pressed down regardless, and kissed Yan Xun's lips, biting them in every possible way, forcing his heart to almost stop suddenly It's time to stop.

"Ah Xun, why did you call me Xiao Xiang?" He patted Yan Xun's back lightly to comfort him, while holding his breath waiting for Yan Xun's reply.

Yan Xun lay in Xiao Yuebai's arms, rubbing against his heart, breathing uncertainly: "Sir, I dreamed of you just now, in the dream, you pressed me on the desk in Wenshuzhai to kiss, I was rather unwilling, and once After the kiss, he said, "Xiao Xiang, if you have nothing to do, then step back, don't spoil Gu's eyes here."

In the previous life, Xiao Yuebai did press Yan Xun on Wen Shuzhai's desk to kiss, and more than once, every time, Yan Xun was quite reluctant, and Yan Xun did tell him "Xiaoxiang, you If you have nothing to do, just step back, don't spoil Gu's eyes here."

Why did Yan Xun dream of this?

Since I was reborn, everything about myself and Yan Xun is different from the previous life. In this life, this matter has not happened yet, and it will never happen.

Xiao Yuebai was thinking hard, but there was a pair of hands wrapped around her, and the owner of the hand smiled: "Sir, when I sit on the throne of God, can I make you a good friend?"

The author has something to say: Because watermelon is cold, it was called cold melon in ancient times