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"It's not an important letter." Yan Zhaohe said, reaching out his hand to smooth Xun Zhui's messy hair, Xun Zhui quickly slapped off the hand he just raised.

"If Your Majesty wants to know, go back to your room to rest first, and I will tell you the truth after finishing the matter at hand." Yan Zhaohe looked natural.

Xun Zhui sneered, and asked: "Tell the truth? Yan Zhaohe, in what capacity are you telling the truth? His Royal Highness King Zhao or Yan Zhaohe?"

Yan Zhaohe replied, "Which one does Your Majesty want?"

Xun Zhui squinted at Yan Zhaohe, and said with a smile, "What do you think?"

"The minister obeys the order." Yan Zhao said in a warm voice.

Xun Zhui didn't get the attitude he wanted, even if Yan Zhaohe followed him at the moment, he still felt annoyed, and even felt that Yan Zhaohe didn't take him seriously at all.

Yan Zhaohe sent Xunzhui back to the room, and let him hold the jade seal that Xunzhui was holding in his arms. Only then did Xunzhui remember Song Nanping, and just as he was about to ask, Yan Zhaohe said again: "The one who came with His Majesty Gong Zichen has sent people to the new guest room to rest."

Xun Zhui was taken aback for a moment, and then realized that Yan Zhaohe knew him so well that he might not believe that he died at all. In his eyes, that letter was just a nonsense that he asked someone to deliver a letter in his boredom.

When he was in the capital, he felt that Yan Zhaohe was strategizing, but it was impossible for him to predict what was going on in his heart like a god.But now it seems that the innocence has always been me, and has never changed.Yan Zhaohe is always the King Zhao, the King Zhao that everyone avoids.

But there is one thing, King Zhao may be out of state.

Xun Zhui called Yan Zhaohe to stop, and only spoke after Yan Zhaohe turned around.

"Kang Qingjun is in the capital."

Yan Zhaohe's expression didn't change, Xun Zhui continued, "Chu Yang suggested that the Qingcheng Army blockade the capital, but I think the Kang Qing Army is more suitable."

"Since Your Majesty has already had consequences, all I can do is try to make up for it." Yan Zhaohe said.

Xun Zhui laughed, to mend the dead?These four words are used just right.

"Is it necessary to mend the sheep if they are dead?"

"As long as the owner of the sheep does not die, the sheep are dead, and a new batch will be fine."

"Your Majesty's complexion is much better than last month." Yan Zhaohe added.

The man walked to the window step by step, stroked the window sill casually with his fingers, and wiped the dust on his fingertips, "It's very good that His Majesty can communicate with the minister so fluently."

He and Yan Zhaohe returned to the original stalemate, which was the stalemate and embarrassment when he first took the throne.

Even if it's childhood memories, Xun Zhui can dig out all of them without missing a trace and recall them all night.

The relationship between Xun Zhui when he was young and Yan Zhaohe when he was young was not as close as it is now. The young Yan Zhaohe would come to the bedroom to see the little emperor every day, but he just sat in the bedroom and talked to the little emperor about his majesty's health and well-being. polite words.Although the two often live together, they don't communicate very much. Sitting together seems to be without each other.

The death of the emperor's father and Yan Zhaohe's taking care of him were agreed almost instantly, and he could not refuse.

The last time I saw my father, it was Yan Zhaohe who led him out from the prince's residence. All the palace people were looking at this young man with flying red clothes, and his expression was cold and arrogant.

Yan Zhaohe took him by the hand and said, "Your Highness, we are going to see His Majesty for the last time now."

The boy's voice was too serious, coupled with his too cold attitude, Xun Zhui couldn't help shrinking back.Yan Zhaohe sensed the change in his mood, and said again: "I hope to cry more when the ministers are mourning, and pretend for a while."

Xunzhui saw Yan Zhaohe's neckline embroidered with chrysanthemums in gold. The chrysanthemums were exaggerated, and the petals were slender and twisted, as if all the petals would break free from the restraint of the material and rush towards the heavens in the next second.

He actually met Yan Zhaohe once, no, more than once.

Xun Zhui had never met Yan Hou. He was too young at that time, so being able to remember Yan Zhaohe was considered to have a very good memory.In the fall of the year before the late Emperor's death, six-year-old Xun Zhui was playing in the Imperial Garden, picking up beautiful pebbles along the way.The maid behind her was holding the cloth bag, which was already half full, and the maid was sweating profusely.He suddenly saw Wang Gonggong standing not far away. When Wang Gonggong saw him, he hurried up to meet him and said that His Majesty is playing chess with Yan Gongzi, and His Highness should go and have a look.

Xun Zhui is not close to his father, he has seen his father very rarely since he was a child, unlike the queen's son who meets his father every day, he always avoids his father deliberately.

The relationship between the imperial concubine and the emperor has always been unclear to Xun Zhui, but he likes his mother and concubine, and for the sake of his mother, he is willing to stay away from his father.

But the imperial concubine did not get closer to Xunzhui because of this, and if Xunzhui wanted to see the imperial concubine, he could only speak to his concubine mother in a hurry during the monthly visits as usual.

That Young Master Yan has been in the palace longer than Xunchai, he is always by the late emperor's side, he is a hot young man in the court.

Xun chased after hearing from his father that I won this time, Zhaohe, you have to help me go to Dali Temple.

"I would like to bet and admit defeat." The young man put the chess pieces back into the chess box one by one, not feeling sorry for losing. "If you play another game, I will definitely win your Majesty."

After the death of the first emperor, Yan Zhaohe played chess with himself, because Xun chased him so badly.

In the matter of becoming an emperor, Xun Zhui is considered a waste that has never been seen before or since. He has lived on King Zhao until now, and the country is actually quite decent.

As soon as he ascended the throne, Xunzhui could feel that Yan Zhaohe looked down on him from the bottom of his heart, but this person was neither humble nor overbearing, which made Xunzhui feel that he was not good enough, and that the other party respected him so much that he had excellent personal cultivation.

But when the latter two grew up, Xun Zhui felt that it was only because he was the emperor, not Yan Zhaohe's personal cultivation.

He looked down on a person, and that person was lower than his official position, and he would not even look at him.When the late emperor was around, Yan Zhaohe didn't even look down on Li Chong, and walked past Li Chong face to face, Li Chong greeted Yan Zhaohe, and Yan Zhaohe passed by with his head raised.

So until now, Xun Zhui felt that Li Chong was so opposed to Yan Zhaohe and Zhengfeng. In fact, it was because Yan Zhaohe was too arrogant back then, which caused King Chong's self-confidence to be frustrated, and he did not receive due attention.

People gradually mature with time, just as Yan Zhaohe gradually became less anxious about the affairs of the court, the relationship between him and Yan Zhaohe has made a qualitative leap.Yan Zhaohe began to become gentle, no matter how big or small, all the habits of Xun Zhui would allow him to tolerate without complaint.

The relationship between him and Yan Zhaohe became inexplicably close, he was even able to give his back to Yan Zhaohe, and he could relax and sleep soundly under Yan Zhaohe's gaze.

Rest at the posthouse for one night, and the next day Yan Zhaohe takes Xunzhui to Qingteng Villa after getting ready.

Song Nanping didn't ride in the same carriage with Xunzhui, but he checked his pulse before breakfast, which was actually the only time he could talk to Xunzhui.Yan Zhaohe didn't allow idlers to get too close to Xun, especially when he didn't know the details of the other party.Obviously, Dr. Song who accompanied Xun Zhui all the way was also classified by King Zhao as a kind of idler who didn't know the details.

"I heard people call him Your Highness."

After a night of digestion, Song Nanping whispered: "There are only a few princes in the dynasty, is the one next to you His Royal Highness Zhao Wang?"

"En." Xun Zhui nodded.

"I don't think he looks like a treacherous minister. It is said that His Majesty was kidnapped by His Royal Highness King Zhao for many years, and it was King Zhao who ordered him to threaten him with a knife on his neck."

Xun Zhui is helpless, where did you hear that?

"That's what the storytellers in the teahouse say."

Xun Zhui shook his head, "He treats me very well."

"Is he treating you well?" Song Nanping tapped Xun Chasing's pulse casually with his middle finger.

Xun chased back, "Yes."

No one treats me better than him, and no one can do better than him. Once a person is familiar with an environment, he will not easily try something new.

He is very comfortable in his comfort zone and does not want to make any changes.

"But young is still really young." Song Nanping sighed, "His skin is better maintained than that of boudoir girls, like a peeled egg."

Xun Zhui laughed, "Be careful when he hears you beating you!"

That is to say, in the court, Yan Zhaohe became a civil servant who did not need to be exposed to the wind and the sun.If he was a general, he would be exposed to the sun for a few days at the border, no matter how good his skin was, he would only have two spots of plateau red on his cheeks, and his whole body would be tanned.

Yan Zhaohe sat on this side of the carriage, and Xun Zhui sat on the other side, with a gap that could accommodate two people.Xun Zhui gently rested on one side, the sound of horseshoes mixed with the wind passed by his ears, and occasionally there would be a few startled birds, flapping their wings and rushing to higher branches.

Hearing the regular sound of horseshoes, he couldn't help breathing in line with it, but he soon felt hypoxic and suffocated.Xun Zhui's consciousness was sluggish, but after giving up his agreement, he slowly woke up, but he was still unwilling to open his eyes.

It was as if he didn't want to spend time with Yan Zhaohe every day, and the two of them felt awkward just sitting together, and even thought it would be better to sit with a stranger.

Yan Zhaohe promised to answer his question, but didn't mention it, and Xun Zhui didn't bother to question him shyly.

King Zhao's arrogance and self-confidence inexplicably annoyed Xunzhui, but Xunzhui finally did something that even Yan Zhaohe felt powerless in the south.

Xun Zhui likes to watch the excitement, especially the excitement makes him feel that he has done something great.

One night was enough for Yan Zhaohe to understand most of the current situation in the capital, and it was because of Yan Zhaohe's ignorance and inaction that Xun Zhui felt that Yan Zhaohe wanted to run away, and that he came to the south just to leave Prepare.

What Xunzhui could think of, Yan Zhaohe could naturally think of it too. Before the car arrived at Qingteng Villa, Yan Zhaohe asked Xunzhui if he would notify the Qingcheng army to get ready before leaving.

Xunzhui: No.

"His Majesty."

"Yes." Xun Zhui said.

"Your Highness, the owner of the villa said that you just left yesterday, so you won't come to greet him today. Please go into the villa by yourself." The person outside the carriage said, it was still a female voice.

Yan Zhaohe laughed and said, "Where is the owner of your family now?"

"Hard to say."

Yan Zhaohe chased Xun, "Your Majesty can watch a good show now."

Xun Zhui just kept his eyes closed when he was talking to Yan Zhaohe, so he got out of the car after listening.Yan Zhaohe also came out, and Xunzhui stepped out of the car first. When Fu Xunzui got out of the car, Xunzhui didn't hold his hand, turned around and jumped off from the other side.

He was directly opposite Song Nanping, Song Nanping's eyes were filled with anticipation, Xunzhui walked to Song Nanping's side and whispered: "Let's go."

Song Nanping was about to agree, when he turned his eyes and saw the cold eyes of King Zhao who was not far away.

He quickly evaded: "I don't know this place, so I need to find someone familiar to lead the way."

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