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

Yan Xun put the candlestick and hot water on the table, helped Han Shi to sit up, and carefully cooled the hot water before feeding it to Han Shi.

The hot water rolled down into his stomach, and the congested feeling in Han Shi's throat receded slightly. He drank more than half of the cup of hot water, then waved his hands and said, "Ah Xun, I'm sorry to trouble you."

Han Shi in front of him obviously treated himself a lot stranger, Yan Xun watched Han Shi cautiously, lowered his head slightly, and asked timidly: "All right, are you angry with me?"

Han Shi couldn't bear Yan Xun showing such a frightened look, and wanted to hug Yan Xun into his arms to comfort him, just like Yan Xun was when he was young, but since Yan Xun didn't like him, he definitely couldn't act like this, just now he couldn't do it It was Yan Xun who was rubbing Yan Xun's hand, and Yan Xun turned him away.

His eyes darkened, and he desperately took back his hands that had been reaching towards Yan Xun, and hid them under the thick quilt. At the same time, he tightly grabbed the flesh of his thigh, and said with a helpless smile: "Ah Xun I'm never angry with you, but since you have fallen in love with Mr. Xiao, and I have thoughts about you, it's better not to be as close as before."

"Let's do it..." Yan Xun made up his mind. From then on, he and Han Shi could no longer chat like they used to, drink tea and talk about poetry, and those years of cuddling each other in the palace suddenly disappeared.He couldn't help sniffing, his eyes were red, and he was about to cry. To cover up, he turned around, pretending to put the teacup on the table.

Xiao Yuebai stared at Yan Xun's thin back for a long time, and then said to Han Shi: "Han Shi, the matter of storing grain is of great importance. It's getting dark today. If you can get up tomorrow, can you go with me and Ah Xun?" See Meng Yu, Shaoqing of Dali Temple? The case of your assassination will be heard by Meng Yu. The reason for your assassination still needs to be verified, and Meng Yu must report the matter of grain storage to His Majesty. And the blacksmith at the market Tiejiang Wang went to Meng Yu to surrender himself, claiming that he stabbed you twice, since you are awake, go and identify yourself."

Hearing this, Yan Xun walked quickly to Xiao Yuebai's side suddenly, grabbed some of Xiao Yuebai's clothes, raised his head and said: "Sir, Xingzhi's body has not recovered yet, don't force him."

Xiao Yuebai saw that there were still tears at the end of Yan Xun's eyes, so she wiped them away with her fingertips, then stroked his forehead and said, "Ah Xun, this matter cannot be delayed."

Yan Xun rubbed Xiao Yuebai's palm, and said in a hoarse voice: "I also know that this matter cannot be delayed, but I am reluctant to do it..."

"It's okay." Han Shi interrupted, "Ah Xun, Mr. Xiao, I will follow you to see Mr. Meng tomorrow."

"Let's do it..." Yan Xun hurriedly walked up to Han Shi, "You need to rest more, it's better not to get up, how about I invite Mr. Meng over tomorrow?"

Han Shi could clearly see the wetness in Yan Xun's eyes, but still insisted: "Dali Temple has accepted my case, I'd better come to the court."

"Okay." Yan Xun succumbed, "It's fine, then it's up to you."

The voice fell to the ground, and the three of them had no more words.

After an unknown amount of time, Xiao Yuebai turned to Yan Xun and said, "Ah Xun, the cook's porridge should be ready, you go and bring it."

Yan Xun nodded, and said in a nonchalant manner: "All right."

Yan Xun went out of the dark room, went to wash his face first, and then went to the kitchen. The porridge was indeed cooked, it was ordinary white porridge, although it was not thick enough, it was ready to eat.

He was afraid that Han Shi would be hungry, so the cook put a bowl of gruel on the food table, and he hurriedly carried it out of the kitchen, causing the cook to shout repeatedly: "Your Highness, Your Highness, you forgot Pickled cucumber and fermented bean curd."

Hearing the cook calling him, Yan Xun returned to the cook, and the cook neatly took out two small plates and filled them with some pickled cucumbers and two pieces of bean curd.

Yan Xun is still young, but he has always been calm. Although Yan Xun's face in front of him is normal, his behavior is flustered. The cook has never seen him like this before, and she is surprised.

From the look in the cook's eyes, Yan Xun knew that he had lost his composure, and after concentrating on it, he said to the cook indifferently: "I'm sorry, it's getting dark, you should go and have a rest."

After Yan Xun finished speaking, he walked out of the kitchen without haste.

But after all, his mood was unstable. He had just passed most of the secret passage, and he accidentally knocked over the candlestick. The stone steps were damp, and the candle wick hit it straight and impartial, and it went out in the blink of an eye. Not even a spark is left.

He tried his best to grope for the wall with one hand, and stabilized the food table with the other, taking every step cautiously, for fear of spilling the white porridge in his arms.

After finally reaching the dark room, a thin layer of sweat was already dripping from his forehead.

Seeing that Yan Xun was only holding the food table, Xiao Yuebai knew that he must have dropped the candlestick and did not expose it, so she sighed inwardly.

Yan Xun sat next to Han Shi's bed, blew the white porridge to cool down as before, took a spoonful, blew it again, and brought it to Han Shi's lips.

Han Shi didn't open his mouth, but smiled and said, "I'm not so weak that I need to be fed by others, Ah Xun, I'll do it myself."

"Okay." Yan Xun tried his best to smile, and handed over the porcelain bowl and spoon to Han Shi, and the next moment, he pretended to be cheerful and said, "Okay, you have been sick for a few days, and you have no taste in your mouth." ? Do you want pickled cucumbers or fermented bean curd? I remember that you like to eat both of these, why don’t you use some of both.”

Han Shi nodded: "Then use some."

He lost his appetite, even with refreshing pickled cucumbers and fermented bean curd with rice, he couldn't eat much. He managed to eat more than half a bowl of porridge, and suddenly felt his stomach churning, so he had to throw the spoon into the porcelain bowl, and then passed the porcelain bowl Return it to Yan Xun.

Yan Xun took it in a daze, and Fang wanted to persuade Han Shi to use it more. When he raised his eyes, he saw that Han Shi was already lying down, facing him only Han Shi's emaciated back after half a month of illness, he opened his mouth. Before he could utter a word, Han Shi said again: "Ah Xun, I'm a little tired, you and Mr. Xiao should go and have a rest soon."

Yan Xun's lips trembled slightly, but he didn't know what to say at all. At the end, he smiled bitterly and said, "That's all right, since that's the case, I won't disturb you sir."

Before the words fell to the ground, Yan Xun didn't care about the meal, and hurried out of the dark room. When Fang stepped out of the dark room, the small half of porridge in his hand fell to the ground, and the spoon sunk in it also slid down, making a crisp sound. Broken into pieces.

Xiao Yuebai hastily followed, seeing this, grabbed one of Yan Xun's wrists, and said anxiously: "Ah Xun, be careful, don't hurt yourself."

"Sir..." Yan Xun turned his head, stared at Xiao Yuebai, called out aggrievedly, then threw himself into Xiao Yuebai's arms, rubbed his nose, and said, "Sir, I'm so sad. After that, Xingzhi and I can no longer be as close as before, and as time goes on, he and I will become strangers."

Xiao Yuebai gently caressed Yan Xun's thin back with one hand, and held on to a candlestick with the other, she didn't know how to comfort her, so she simply remained silent.

The secret passage is narrow and dark, only a candle in Xiao Yuebai's hand is illuminated, due to the long-term lack of ventilation, there is a musty smell rushing into the nostrils without smelling it carefully, looking down, there are even emerald green moss coming from it The gap between the stone steps squeezed out.

For a while, there was silence, only the sound of the two people's breathing echoed endlessly.

Xiao Yuebai let Yan Xun hug her for a long time, then said softly: "Ah Xun, it's really cold in this secret passage, shall we go back to the room?"

"Okay." Yan Xun hugged Xiao Yuebai's waist tightly, stood on tiptoe, and then closed his eyes, "Then sir, kiss me first."

Xiao Yuebai lowered her head, intertwined with Yan Xun's lips and teeth.

The two went back to the bedroom, washed each other, and fell asleep hugging each other.

Yan Xun's mind is filled with the past years with Han Shi—Han Shi who secretly gave him food, Han Shi who protected him when he was whipped by Concubine Han, Han Shi who gave him medicine, Because of him, Han Shi, who argued with Yan Yu, fought, and was even kicked out of the palace...

Many scenes were vividly remembered, and Yan Xundeng suddenly had an idea: If I never fell in love with my husband, would I like to do it?

"Ah Xun..." Xiao Yuebai noticed that Yan Xun was still awake, and said softly, "Ah Xun, it's time, go to bed quickly."

Hearing Xiao Yuebai's soft voice, Yan Xun arched into Xiao Yuebai's arms, "Sir, I was thinking about a question just now."

Xiao Yuebai asked with interest: "What's the question?"

Yan Xun replied: "If I never fell in love with Mr., I would like to do it."

Xiao Yuebai thought about all kinds of things in her previous life, and couldn't help being extremely nervous. She wrapped Yan Xun's waist in her arms with one hand, and held the back of Yan Xun's head with the other, before asking: "You already have the answer?"

"Sir, it hurts a bit." Yan Xun protested, Xiao Yuebai was about to let go, but Yan Xun's hand took the initiative to cover his hand, "Tighter, hold tighter."

Xiao Yuebai kissed the top of Yan Xun's hair, wondering: "Isn't it hurting?"

"It hurts a little, I'm afraid it hurts." Yan Xun stared at Xiao Yuebai with watery eyes, "But I like my husband to hold me tighter, as long as I can get closer to him, I won't be afraid of pain. "

Xiao Yuebai was bewildered by Yan Xun's words, immediately lowered his head and sucked Yan Xun's bright red lips, sucked a few times, and then the tip of his tongue nimbly got into the gap between his teeth, messing with it in every possible way.

Yan Xun responded to Xiao Yuebai's kiss, panting and moaning frankly.

The two lips parted a little after a while, Yan Xun's breath was unsteady, his heart fluctuated, but he tried his best to look up at Xiao Yuebai, and confessed: "I will definitely fall in love with Mr., unless I have never met Mr. in this life, but even if I have never met Mr. in this life, and I will not like others, including Xingzhi. Even if Xingzhi likes me, I will not like Xingzhi. It is the greatest blessing in my life to meet Mr. Compare that."

When Yan Xun said these words, his lips beat Xiao Yuebai's chin weakly, and his breath brushed against the skin of Xiao Yuebai's cheek.

Xiao Yuebai felt that Yan Xun's scorching breath penetrated into his skin like a bamboo shoot, and after a while, his skin, flesh and bones were covered with a layer of honey.

"Ah Xun, do you know that you are teasing me?" Xiao Yuebai's peach blossom eyes were filled with brilliance, seeing Yan Xun's puzzled expression, he restrained his smile, and stared at Yan Xun seriously, " It makes me want to bully you and cry."

"Then sir, just bully me and cry." Yan Xun didn't know what Xiao Yuebai wanted to do, but he agreed without hesitation.

Xiao Yuebai kissed Yan Xun's forehead lightly, breathed out slightly hot: "You are only fifteen years old, let's wait until you grow up."

Yan Xun retorted: "Why do you have to grow up, can't you do it at the age of 15?"

"I can't do it." Xiao Yuebai hugged Yan Xun tighter, "Ah Xun, go to sleep."

"Okay." Yan Xun replied aggrievedly, and secretly made up his mind: I want to grow up quickly so that my husband can bully me, and I will work hard to eat more tomorrow.

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