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

Yan Xun ordered people to clean up the debris on the ground, and passed on the lunch. After lunch, he went back to Wenshuzhai to review the memorial.

Because of his emotional turmoil, although he could read every word on this memorial, but he didn't know what it meant when it fell into his eyes, so he looked at the memorial again and again, and then he came down with the ink brush.

After he finished reviewing dozens of memorials, it was already the sky of the moon.

It was already past the time for dinner, Luo Ying who was waiting on the side didn't dare to disturb and was worried about Yan Xun's health, when she saw Yan Xun stopped writing, she respectfully said: "Your Majesty, do you want to have dinner?"

Yan Xun didn't have the slightest appetite, but seeing Luo Ying showing concern, he replied, "Let's pass on the meal."

Luo Ying ordered the imperial dining room to deliver the meals, and specially asked not to forget the coconut milk millefeuille. He remembered that after Yan Xun finished his dinner yesterday, he took a plate of coconut milk millefeuille back to the palace go.

After all the meals were laid out in front of Yan Xun, Yan Xun really took out a coconut mille-feuille cake from among the many meals and used it.

Yan Xun dared to take a bite of the coconut milk cake, yesterday's lustful spring dream suddenly came to his mind, yesterday Xiao Yuebai put a mouthful of coconut milk cake into his mouth with his lips and tongue, and he slammed Xiao Yuebai's He used a piece of Coconut Mille-Feuille Cake with his fingertips, and after using it up, he took the initiative to court Xiao Yuebai.

He has never been through human affairs, and he doesn't know why he is so bold, but facing Xiao Yuebai, he wants to get closer to Xiao Yuebai, and get closer, even though he doesn't know whether Xiao Yuebai likes him, or his throne.

After Yan Xun used up a coconut milk mille-feuille cake, he had gone through all the details of yesterday's spring dream, all the details were magnified, and he couldn't get rid of them.

He pressed Qi Si down, but his face, which was difficult to distinguish between emotions and anger, still couldn't help but blush a little.

He calmly tasted the meals one by one, and drank another cup of Lushan Rain and Mist before ordering Luo Ying to remove the meals.

He went back to the bedroom, and in the bathroom, he raped himself for a while, barely let go of his desires, then changed into clean obscene clothes and trousers, and leaned against the window.

Today is the fourteenth day, and the moon in the sky is nearly full, and tomorrow the moon will be even more complete. If what Shen Jimo, who did not know his origin yesterday, said was true, then tomorrow...tomorrow, he and Xiao Yuebai will be able to live again. one time.

Yan Xun stared at the ray of moonlight falling on the palm of his hand, and secretly made up his mind: When I see Xiao Yuebai again, I will definitely confess my feelings to him. If Xiao Yuebai likes the throne, I have to work harder than him so that he can only Trapped by my side every day, flattering me, pleasing me, flattering me, scheming me, in order to seek the throne; if Xiao Yuebai likes me, I will marry him back to the palace, make him a queen, and be with him every day Happy.

Thinking of this, Yan Xun laughed contentedly, got on the bed, hugged the jade pillow containing Xiao Yuebai's ashes in one hand, and the fiery red wedding dress in the other, and fell asleep.

He fell into a dream again, this dream was not like yesterday's spring dream, but how Xiao Yuebai confessed to him, how to pursue him was a very sweet dream.

The next day, when the moon was in the sky, Yan Xun sat in front of the table, slowly drinking a cup of Lushan Yunwu and a plate of coconut milk mille-feuille cake. Driving away, the wedding dress not far away and the jade pillow gave off a fragrance.

Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps coming from far and near.

Yan Xun looked up nervously, the person who came was really Shen Jimo, but for some reason there was a man in black clothes beside Shen Jimo.

Shen Jimo was wearing a ginger-yellow shirt today, and the group walked up to Yan Xun without making a sound, but took a coconut mille-feuille cake and ate it.

After all the coconut milk mille-feuille cake fell into his mouth, he said vaguely to the man in black clothes: "The food in the palace is indeed better than the folk food."

The man in black had a stern face, he only nodded slightly and didn't say a word.

Shen Jimo pointed to the man in Xuanyi, and said with a smile towards Yan Xun: "Young Master Yan, this is my husband, his surname is Ji, and his name is Ji Zhuo. The art of reversing life and death is quite dangerous, and it can only be carried out smoothly with his help. .”

Now that Yan Xun is aware of his feelings for Xiao Yuebai, he will not think that there is anything wrong with Shen Jimo calling a man his husband, instead he feels envious: "Then I will bother Mr. Shen and Mr. Ji."

Shen Jimo said seriously: "Mr. Yan, please lie down on the bed and take off your shirt."

Yan Xun followed his words, bowed his head and kissed the cold jade pillow, then lay down, and said to Shen and Ji, "Let's begin."

Shen Jimo and Ji Zhuo looked at each other, walked in front of Yan Xun solemnly, and gently brushed Yan Xun's bare heart with his index finger.

Shen Jimo's movements were gentle, as if stroking tender petals, but for Yan Xun, it was like being stabbed into the heart by a blunt dagger, and the pain made him break out in a cold sweat instantly.

Yan Xun clenched his lips, without saying a word, he only grabbed the fiery red wedding dress with his right hand, all the blood vessels in his hand burst out suddenly, and his knuckles turned white.

Shen Jimo's index finger moved again, and then bright red blood rushed out of Yan Xun's heart, floating in the air, circling around Yan Xun.

In the next moment, Shen Jimo had already broken Yan Xun's heart, and the dark red heart was still beating with a clear vein.

Yan Xun still had that look of indistinguishable emotions, but all the skin on his body was trembling with pain, his lips had been bitten torn, and there was glaring blood gushing from his face. Under the background, his complexion became even paler, and the fingers of his right hand were completely embedded in the wedding dress, and the sound of brocade silk being torn suddenly sounded, which was extremely ear-piercing, but he couldn't hear it at all, while his left hand Struggling to grab the jade pillow in his hand.

Not long after, because the grip was too tight, Yan Xun's fingertips broke open, and blood flowed horizontally. After a while, the five snow-white finger bones were exposed from the flesh.

Shen Jimo couldn't bear it, and subconsciously turned his head to look at Ji Zhuo.

Ji Zhuo patted Shen Jimo's back lightly, and reminded: "Ah Mo, don't fall short."

Shen Jimo sighed, and his index finger entered the heart neatly. Suddenly, countless blood flew out, mixed with the blood beads floating in the air, and at the same time, there was no part of the dark red organ. Bloody, only stubbornly beating once and for all.

The pain was so extreme that Yan Xun could no longer feel the pain, and Shen Jimo and Ji Zhuo standing in front of him seemed to have disappeared.

A person came slowly from afar and called out to him, "Your Majesty."

"Xiao Yuebai..."

For a time, the white light flourished, as straight as day.

Ji Zhuo withdrew his strength, held Shen Jimo in his arms, and said softly: "Ah Mo, let's go back."

Shen Jimo lay obediently in Ji Zhuo's arms, and said in a low voice: "Since Mr. Yan missed Mr. Xiao all day long, he gradually became indifferent to political affairs. Five years later, the country was destroyed, and countless innocent people died at the hands of the enemy. Chenghe, the lucky survivors, in order to survive, will kill each other. Tens of thousands of young sons and women who cannot protect themselves will be used as food... Now you and I changed our lives for him and Mr. Xiao, I don't know what will happen ?”

Ji Zhuo tightly hugged Shen Jimo's waist, then lowered his head and kissed Shen Jimo's forehead, and with a movement of his clothes, only Yan Xun's warm body was left in the huge bedroom.

Yan Xun barely opened his eyes, he felt a severe pain in his heart, he was almost out of breath, suddenly, the back of his head hurt again, and immediately after, sticky blood trickled into his clothes.

What caught his eyes was his biological mother, Concubine Han, who looked younger than what he saw the day before, he moved his lips, ignoring the pain, before he wanted to ask where Xiao Yuebai was, but he hadn't uttered a word yet. But he fainted immediately.

Concubine Han casually threw a vase on the ground, and after hearing the crisp sound of shattering, she kicked Yan Xun vigorously, and said bitterly: "Niezi, what are you pretending, you still think you passed out , I won’t be able to teach you a lesson?”

Before the words fell to the ground, blood scattered under Yan Xun's body, dyeing Yan Xun's light-colored clothes scarlet.

Seeing this, Concubine Han was startled, and ordered someone to send the imperial doctor, but after that, she took pains to dress up and went out to enjoy the garden with Queen Zhao.

Yan Xun fell into a coma for three full days before waking up. During these three days, Han Guifei never came to see him, only Han Shi took care of him day and night.

Han Shi is the companion of the crown prince Yan Yu, and in order to ask Yan Yu to take care of Yan Xun, Yan Yu can't help being ridiculed.

Seeing Yan Xun waking up, Han Shi happily said, "Ah Xun, you're awake."

After finishing speaking, Han Shi excitedly stretched out his hand to hold Yan Xun in his arms, and said, "Ah Xun, are you okay?"

Yan Xun let Han Shi hold him for a long time before he said in a daze, "Cousin, I seem to have forgotten someone..."

Han Shi comforted: "Ah Xun, you are not fully recovered yet, you will be fine if you take care of it for a while, and the person you have forgotten will surely remember."

"I forgot a very important person..." Yan Xun suddenly pushed Han Shi away, hugged his head, and kept muttering, "I forgot a person, I forgot a person..."

Yan Xun murmured, and uncontrollably stretched out his hand and beat his head. The injury on the back of his head hadn't healed, and the pain caused him to fall heavily on the bed.

Han Shi lowered his body and took some effort to control Yan Xun's hands that were about to torture himself again. When Yan Xun calmed down, he found that Yan Xun's eyes were overflowing with tears, and the teardrops flowed down from the corners of his eyes, wet Yan Xun's immature cheeks were wet, and then his snow-white obscene clothes were wet again.

After a while, Yan Xun's eyes were flushed from crying, and the red spread to his cheeks and nose tip. In addition, his head was covered with a white cloth, which made him look very pitiful.

He looked at Han Shi with tears in his eyes, choked up and said, "How can I forget him, how can I remember him?"

Han Shi knew that Yan Xun was often bullied by others, but Yan Xun had never shown weakness in front of him, let alone cried. Today was the first time that Yan Xun, who was six years old, cried in front of him, and it was so pitiful.

The author has something to say: the extra episode is over, and the next chapter will return to the main text

Han Shi here is in his early ten years old and has not yet picked up characters, so Ah Xun called Han Shi’s cousin

Ah Xun lost his memory temporarily, but he will remember later