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

On the eighth day of the first lunar month, Xiao Yuebai and Yan Xun went to the palace to meet Emperor Wen. Emperor Wen promised that if Yan Xun could find Shi Yuan, he would give Yan Xun the Resurrection Pill that could save Han Shi's life.

On the ninth day of the first lunar month, Xiao Yuebai and Yan Xun successfully obtained the Resurrection Pill from Emperor Wen.

However, it was because of taking the Resurrection Pill that Han Shi vomited blood and died.

More than an hour after Han Shi passed away, the Han family had already set up the mourning hall. Mrs. Han wiped Han Shi's body with trembling hands, and then put on the clothes she made by herself. Cotton, it must be very warm to wear.

Mrs. Han did not dare to cry, for fear that the tears would stain Han Shi's body, she endured and endured, and finally put down Han Shi's body, and cried for a while, and then she managed to pull herself together, picked up Han Shi and tied him up. Hair, she hasn’t tied hair for Han Shi for an unknown amount of time, and all kinds of moments in the past come one after another—the little soft Han Shi when he was just born, the babbling Han Shi, and he opened his little hands to be hugged by her every step of the way. Han Shi, who was praised many times by the master of the academy, Han Shi who bid farewell to her before entering the palace, Han Shi who was expelled from the palace, and was beaten half to death by Han Yun, and Han Shi who made an appointment with her before traveling far away. Han Shi who returned home safely...

"Shi'er, you can't do anything about what you said..." Mrs. Han reprimanded in a hoarse voice, and kept her hands on. After her hair was tied up, she saw a strand of hair lying on her palm. Head ripped off.

Han Shi's hair was cold, with no temperature at all, it was no different from Han Shi's corpse, which forced Mrs. Han to feel cold all over her body.

Mrs. Han focused her attention, and carefully hid the strand of hair in her bosom. Then, she carefully placed Han Shi's body in a coffin made of golden nanmu.

After Mrs. Han finished all this, the group of monks waiting nearby performed rituals around the coffin in order to save the souls of the dead.

After doing the ceremonies all night and day, the monks went to rest for the time being, only Mrs. Han, a servant who usually served Han Shi and a maid were left.

The night was dark, and the candle flames in the mourning hall were dimly lit. The incense in front of the offering was extinguished and continued, and continued to be extinguished again. A thick layer of incense ash had already accumulated under the copper incense burner, and a lot of incense had been burned during the night. Paper money, smokey smoke filled the huge mourning hall firmly, and it was difficult to disperse for a while.

Mrs. Han stood in a daze in front of the coffin, her body suddenly tilted, and she threw herself straight on the coffin lid, then slipped to the ground and lost consciousness.

Seeing this, the boy and the maid were so frightened that they hurriedly helped the unconscious Mrs. Han out of the mourning hall and back to her room, and hurriedly called the doctor to see her.

After the three of them left, there was no one in the huge mourning hall, only Han Shi's coffin and many offerings remained.

It was nearly the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, and the jade plate hanging high in the sky was already almost perfectly round. The moonlight was clear and slanted in through the window, and fell on the top of Han Shi’s coffin lid placed in the center of the mourning hall, spreading out softly. open.

The room was quiet, and suddenly, there was movement in the coffin, some living creature knocked lightly on the coffin lid.

The knocking sound stopped after a while, but Lu Zizhao, who was hidden outside the mourning hall, had excellent ears, so he heard it clearly.

He used his body skills, and in the blink of an eye, he stood in front of the coffin and listened, but there was no movement inside.

With a touch of his finger, half of the heavy coffin lid was instantly opened, and Han Shi who was lying under it somehow came back to life. Although he was still unconscious, his heart was heaving and breathing regularly, and he was breathing.

Lu Zizhao was shocked, and in order to prevent others from noticing, he immediately closed the coffin lid, leaving only a small gap, and then flew out to report Xiao Yuebai's matter.

Xiao Yuebai Fang coaxed Yan Xun who was heartbroken to sleep, and was hugging Yan Xun to fall asleep, when he heard Lu Zizhao's knock on the door, he wanted to get up, Yan Xun, who was sleeping, seemed to be aware of it, and immediately restrained him with both hands. His waist, his hands, and his legs were wrapped tightly around his legs, making him unable to move.

Xiao Yuebai was afraid that Yan Xun would be awakened, so he didn't dare to use force, he had no choice but to softly say: "Zizhao, you can come in."

When Lu Zizhao came in, he suddenly saw Yan Xun holding Xiao Yuebai tightly, he was a little startled, Yan Xun usually had a look of indistinguishable emotions, yet he relied on Xiao Yuebai so much.

Lu Zizhao moved closer to Xiao Yuebai's ear, and said in a low voice, "My lord, Han Shi is not dead."

"Han Shi is not dead?" Xiao Yuebai asked in amazement, "Where is Han Shi now?"

Lu Zizhao replied: "Han Shi was still in the coffin, he only knocked on the lid and then passed out again. Except for me, no one should know about this."

Xiao Yuebai thought for a while, then said: "Zizhao, then I will trouble you to steal Han Shi out."

Lu Zizhao agreed, turned and left.

Han Shi's death was quite strange. Xiao Yuebai was afraid that the murderer would come to confirm Han Shi's body, so Lu Zizhao hid in Han's house. Unexpectedly, Han Shi's life was saved by accident. If no one found the coffin The old Han Shi came back to life, and Han Shi will suffocate to death inside.

"Ah Xun, Ah Xun, wake up." Xiao Yuebai called softly, but Yan Xun didn't respond at all.

Xiao Yuebai had no choice but to forcibly withdraw his right hand from Yan Xun's grip, Yan Xun instinctively opened his eyes, looked at Xiao Yuebai, and said inarticulately: "Sir, don't leave me."

After finishing speaking, Yan Xun flatteringly kissed the corner of Xiao Yuebai's lips, and begged again: "Sir, don't leave me."

Xiao Yuebai let Yan Xun kiss for a while, then put his right hand on Yan Xun's face, and said softly: "Ah Xun, Han Shi is not dead."

"Han Shi is not dead?" Yan Xun repeated in a daze, and after a while, his eyes were clear, "Is Xingzhi not dead?"

Xiao Yuebai nodded and said: "Just now Zizhao came to report this matter, but it's a pity that Han Shi is still unconscious. I have ordered Zizhao to steal Han Shi out. The assassination of Han Shi is very strange. Han Shi stayed behind The Han family is afraid that something is wrong."

After hearing this, Yan Xun happily jumped up from the bed, picked up his middle coat and put it on, then put on his outer shirt, and sat beside the bed, shaking his legs.

Xiao Yuebai also got up to get dressed, he was about to tie the tie of his coat, but Yan Xun rushed over, he didn't use his strength, let Yan Xun throw him down on the bed, then Yan Xun hugged him He lowered his waist, closed his eyes, and pressed his lips.

The two breathed intertwined, their lips touched each other, Yan Xun's lips were warm, Xiao Yuebai was very glad that Han Shi was still alive, if Han Shi really passed away, Yan Xun might be depressed for a few days.

After the kiss, Yan Xun rubbed Xiao Yuebai's heart, and said excitedly: "Sir, what you do is not dead, what you do is not dead..."

Xiao Yuebai kissed Yan Xun's brow, said with a smile: "Ah Xun, let me go first, I have to send Luo Ying to invite a trustworthy doctor to diagnose Han Shi's pulse."

"Okay." Yan Xun rolled over from Xiao Yuebai's body, Xiao Yuebai went out of the bedroom, woke up Luo Ying who had fallen asleep, and gave instructions.

After about a cup of tea, Lu Zizhao came back with the unconscious Han Shi on his shoulders, and after another moment, a doctor hurried over with Luo Ying.

The elderly doctor checked Han Shi's pulse, and asked about Han Shi's previous symptoms, and then asserted: "This young man probably lost consciousness due to excessive blood loss, but he is no longer in danger of life, and within ten days will be able to wake up."

"Thank you, doctor." Yan Xun handed over the consultation fee to the doctor, personally sent the doctor out of the house, and ordered Luo Ying to send the doctor back home.

There is a dark room in this mansion, Xiao Yuebai tidied up the dark room for safety, and then hid Han Shi in the dark room.

Xiao Yuebai made Lu Zizhao keep a close eye on the Han family, and Lu Zizhao was ordered to leave, but it was a pity that no one was watching during the rest period.

On the thirteenth day of the first lunar month, Han Shi was buried. Han Shi's coffin was an empty coffin, but it contained some stones that Lu Zizhao had stuffed in. Fortunately, no one noticed anything strange.

Xiao Yuebai and Yan Xun watched the burial of the empty coffin, and Yan Xun performed a play in front of Han Shi's tomb before returning to the mansion in a carriage.

As soon as the two returned to the mansion, Xiao Yuebai walked through a narrow and long secret passage with Yan Xun and entered the dark room with a candlestick. Han Shi lay on the bed in the dark room, his complexion returned to normal, and he breathed steadily. But he hasn't woken up yet.

Yan Xun sat on the side of the bed, grabbed Han Shi's hand, and said anxiously, "Okay, why are you still awake?"

Xiao Yuebai put the candlestick in his hand on the table beside him, walked to Yan Xun's side, and comforted him: "Ah Xun, don't be anxious. When the doctor came to check his pulse yesterday, he said that Han Shi's signs were normal. If you think about it in a few days, you will be able to wake up."

Yan Xun looked up at Xiao Yuebai, rubbed his forehead against Xiao Yuebai's waist, and said in a muffled voice, "I'm really impatient."

Xiao Yuebai raised her hand and rubbed the back of Yan Xun's hairy head, then bent down, touched Yan Xun's lower abdomen, and asked softly, "Ah Xun, are you hungry?"

Yan Xun was not hungry at all, but when Xiao Yuebai's palm touched him, he suddenly felt empty in his stomach.

He put Han Shi's hand back into the quilt, and tucked the blanket for Han Shi, Fang stood up, took Xiao Yuebai's hand, and said with a smile: "Sir, let's go have lunch."

Before going out today, Xiao Yuebai had already ordered the dishes for lunch, and now the cook had prepared everything, so as soon as the two of them entered the dining room, took their seats, and ordered the dishes to be served, the meals were brought up, and they parted It is tamales, stewed beef with enoki mushrooms, stuffed fish with tofu, emerald white jade soup, and Yan Xun's favorite coconut milk cake.

Yan Xun quickly took a coconut milk mille-feuille cake and ate it. Before swallowing one, he grabbed two more and stuffed them into his mouth.

Xiao Yuebai saw that Yan Xun was like a squirrel with nuts hidden in his cheeks, he couldn't help laughing and said: "Ah Xun, why are you eating in such a hurry, no one will snatch it from you."

While chewing desperately, Yan Xun said vaguely: "Sir, are you really not going to fight me?"

Xiao Yuebai laughed: "Ah Xun, do you like me to rob you?"

Yan Xun managed to swallow the three Coconut Mille-Feuille Cakes, and then said: "My lord has a lot, even if my husband robs me, I will definitely not get angry."

Xiao Yuebai used the emerald and white jade soup, waved his hands and said, "You won't get angry, so why should I fight with you?"

Yan Xun snatched the spoon from Xiao Yuebai's hand, took a large mouthful of the emerald and white jade soup in Xiao Yuebai's bowl viciously, and said angrily: "Mr. just loves to bully me."

Xiao Yuebai thought secretly: After some time, I might bully you and cry.

Together with Qi Nian, Xiao Yuebai suppressed him, and he stared at Yan Xun with a smile: "Ah Xun, do you want me to feed you this emerald and white jade soup?"

Yan Xun returned the spoon to Xiao Yuebai, and said embarrassingly: "Since the master wants to feed me, I can't refuse."

Xiao Yuebai knew in her heart that Yan Xun liked to act like a baby to herself, and also liked to feed him with her own hands, she didn't pierce it, she just brought a spoonful of emerald and white jade soup to Yan Xun's lips, and smiled: "Eat it."

Yan Xun didn't open his mouth, his eyes were shining brightly, and he said shyly: "I want sir to feed me with his mouth."

Xiao Yuebai followed the words, kissed Yan Xun with the emerald and white jade soup in her mouth, and then passed the emerald and white jade soup over.

This emerald and white jade soup, the name sounds rich, but it is nothing more than chopped green vegetables, added some beaten egg whites, and thickened.

But for Yan Xun, this emerald and white jade soup is a rare delicacy in the world. He licked his lips and said coquettishly: "Sir, give me another bite."

In this way, it took the two of them a long time to finish their lunch, and then they went to Dali Temple to see Meng Yu.

Unfortunately, there was no progress in Meng Yu's department.