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This was the Yan Zhaohe he had never seen before, and the Yan Zhaohe he was most afraid of seeing, taking off his armor and revealing the riddles inside.What happened so many years ago, the person involved has turned into a pile of loess, but he, Yan Zhaohe, and those people hiding in the dark can't escape, entangled in a ridiculous past that even the person involved can let go. .

Xun Zhui put his chin on Yan Zhaohe's shoulder, and gently kneaded his aching temple with his other hand around his neck. Finally, Yan Zhaohe's hand came down and placed on his butterfly bone.

But it was just vainly putting it on, and didn't really rely on him for the weight.

"You are not King Zhao with me, and you have never regarded yourself as King Zhao." Xun Zhui said softly, "I have not wanted you to rely on me for a long time, I am so weak, if one day it is your turn to rely on me, then It can only prove that you and I are at the end of the road. But then I felt that it would be too selfish for you to bear some things alone, even if I can't do anything, I can still sit in the bedroom and wait for you to come back."

"I can stay up late with you, walk with you, cry with you."

"I never feel ashamed to cry. I have cried to you for so many years. You have seen what you should cry and what you should not cry. Sometimes I also hope that you will not pretend to be an iron wall everywhere."

It's not a heart made of stone, how can there be no time to lose heart.

"It seems like this is how we got here in the ten or twenty years of ordinary couples." Xun Zhuiwen said, "To me, you are both an elder brother and someone I want to love, whether you like me or hate me, We are bound together for the rest of our lives.”

"I'm afraid my father would never have thought that you and I would go this far." Speaking of this, Xun Zhui realized that Yan Zhaohe probably never thought that he was not born on the same level as Yan Jun. He had never doubted his identity for so many years. Isn't the only connection between the Yan family and him the eldest son of the Hou Mansion?If Yan Zhaohe finds out that he is not the blood of the Yan family, then the last knife of the Yan family will also be lost.

The secrets that the Yan family had kept for so many years were easily known by Xun Zhui, and it was precisely because they were confident that Xun Zhui would not tell Yan Zhaohe that they dared to be so blatant.

Smart as Yan Zhaohe, but in the end he didn't take the worst possibility into account.

Yan Zhaohe was sent to the palace by Yan Jun. Although I don't know what Yan Jun said to Yan Zhaohe before he died, it must be the most important reason for Yan Zhaohe to stay in the Yan family and stay in the court.

"It's true that I poisoned you." Yan Zhaohe suddenly said.

"I'm not as magnanimous as you imagined."

How many times he watched Xun Zhui fall asleep and wanted to kill him with a sword, how many times he watched him being assassinated, and there was darkness in his heart, and he wanted Xun Zhui to die under the assassin's knife just like that.But every time the assassin approached, his mind was still in place, but his body subconsciously rushed forward. He chased and blocked those swords for Xun. The nerve endings spread all the way up to his whole body, he was in a cold sweat from the pain, and he had to turn around to see if Xun Zhui was frightened.

Before he could really get rid of the shackles of the Yan family, Yan Zhaohe's heart was full of the imperial court's hatred for the Yan family. When he saw the prince who was born to the noble concubine, he thought about pushing the prince to the throne. As long as the court is in your hands, why be afraid of the royal family?

But Xun Zhui trusted him too much, more than he trusted himself, whether he could continue the hatred.

The poison was given by the Yan family, but whether to use it is entirely up to him.

"If you die, I will push down a prince or prince to become the throne." Yan Zhaohe said, "The Yan family has been manipulated by the royal family for so many years, no matter what, it is the Yan family's turn to control the royal family."

But he never expected that, like his father who was blinded by emotion, he would be dazzled by the happiness that chasing brought him.

The young man who obviously has no strength to restrain the chicken, can cut off the neck with one hand, but it just makes him unable to let go completely.

Wait a little longer, Xunzui said, wait a little longer.

We will leave when there is a successor to the throne and never return to the capital.

"Fang Yun said that I was the last straw that crushed Yanhou. Later, I thought it might be the father's love for his mother and concubine." Isn't the cruelest torture for a man to his lover is to marry another woman he falls in love with and have children.

"But Yan Zhaohe, if I can choose, I don't want to be born in the royal family, but if I'm not the prince, I might not meet you." Xun Zhui let go of Yan Zhaohe, so that he can see his face.

"You poisoned me to die, that's my life, and I don't want to live."

But now he is sitting in front of his pleasing person, "From the moment you return to Beijing, I will acquiesce that you will let go of everything."

In the past, he had no worries, and he wanted to die and live in one thought. Now he wants to live a good and healthy life.

In order to be able to look at Yan Zhaohe a few more times.

Xun Zhui held Yan Zhaohe's hand and smiled at him: "Everyone says that you get horse dumplings and get horse noodles. I don't like noodles. How about we just eat dumplings when you come back from all the way?"

Yan Zhaohe didn't react.

"Let's go, let's make dumplings." Xun Zhui pulled Yan Zhaohe's hands out of the bed, put on his shoes and only wore a pajamas, his slender waist and that beautifully curved waistline could be seen in the thin pajamas.

Xun Zhui ran to the door to open it, but he didn't notice that the threshold was tripped, Yan Zhaohe stretched out his hand and said "Hey", Xun Zhui turned to him and said, "What are you doing in a daze, the cook prepared lotus root and minced meat before going to bed, but the dough I need you to roll it."

In Yan Zhaohe's view, eating dumplings is really troublesome, so Yan Zhaohe asked Xunzhui why it was me.

Xun Zhui blinked and pointed at himself quite innocently, he told Yan Zhaohe that I don't know anything, I only know how to eat.

"I thought you were independent." Yan Zhaohe went to find a cloak and put it on for Xun Zhui, "Be careful of catching a cold."

Being independent and being able to cook are two different things, so Xun Zhui asked Yan Zhaohe, do you need to be able to cook to be an emperor?

Yan Zhaohe pinched his smooth hands and pressed his fingertips against his fingertips, it was indeed wrong.

It would be a pity if these hands were used for cooking.

The two of them worked in the small kitchen until midnight, and it was almost dawn after eating the dumplings. Xun Zhui was lying on the table drowsy, holding a small wooden hammer for pounding garlic, and the garlic was neatly piled into two small bowls. Showa stood in front of the stove and waited for the water to boil.There were wrapped dumplings beside him, and the ugliest ones at a glance were all made by the current emperor.

The water was bubbling and bubbling, and Yan Zhaohe lowered the part he had made into it. He didn't intend to put Xunzhui's ugly dumplings, but at this moment Xunzhui hummed a few times and didn't know what was so funny in his dream. Silly laugh out loud.

Reluctantly, King Zhao picked two dumplings that were eye-catching, and threw them into the pot.

When Xun Zhui was in a daze and was woken up by Yan Zhaohe to eat dumplings, he picked up the dumplings on the plate a few times with his chopsticks and asked in a hoarse voice where my dumplings were.

Yan Zhaohe picked out the torn ones and lied that His Majesty did not wrap them well, half of the dumplings were rotten.

Can't eat all in one pot? !Xun chased sober.

Yan Zhaohe nodded.

Xun Zhui picked the dumplings into Yan Zhaohe's bowl with disgust, "You eat."

Chu Yang went to King Zhao's mansion early in the morning to discuss the reconstruction of the palace with Yan Zhaohe, but he couldn't find Yan Zhaohe in the study garden of the front hall, so he dragged the housekeeper to ask where Yan Zhaohe was.

The butler said that the prince is in the back kitchen.

Xun Zhui sat in the courtyard and struggled to use the rolling pin against a ball of dough, while Yan Zhaohe guided from the side, holding a memorial in his hand to review.

"My lord, the Great Commander of Chu is here." The housekeeper bowed and bowed before leaving.

Chu Yang took three steps and made two steps at the same time, looking at the scene in a daze, he said, "You..."

"Has Commander Chu had breakfast?" Yan Zhaohe put down the memorial and said to Chu Yang with a cold face. He couldn't hold back his laughter when he said the second half of the sentence, "Your Majesty will cook in person today. I can't even eat the food. Commander Chu is lucky today."

Chu Yang looked at Xun Zhui, and Xun Zhui just raised his head and said earnestly: "I also invite Commander Chu to stay for dinner."

After saying that, Xun Zhui picked up what was at hand and went into the kitchen, Yan Zhaohe also walked in and quickly came out with a bottle of vinegar, "I wanted to cook it and have it delivered to you, since you are here now, just eat it Fresh."

"What is that?" Chu Yang realized something was wrong.

Yan Zhaohe shook his head intentionally to hold his appetite. Naturally, His Majesty had to taste the gift from His Majesty before he knew it.

On the same day when the commander of Chu returned to the Imperial Army barracks, it happened that the soldiers around him had birthdays, and the female relatives at home brought dumplings, and the soldiers specially left some and sent them to Chu Yang's room.

Chu Yang covered his mouth with an indescribable expression and his mood broke down for a moment. The soldiers came up with dumplings and said that the commander-in-chief likes to eat dumplings made by my wife the most, and the subordinates specially asked my wife to make more.

"Back... back down." Chu Yang waved his hand, "Eat it later, put it there..."

……

The young lady died, and she died of starvation in the prison without food or drink.

In Li Chong's case, those letters alone are enough to punish the crime. It's not a big problem whether the young lady speaks or not, but Zhang Dazhong still wants to make a beautiful ending for this case, so he can be soft if he can't.He specially asked Li Chong to meet with Chu Niang. He heard a woman crying and screaming from a distance in the prison. Put your fingernails into Li Chong's mouth.Li Chong was so beaten by Yan Zhaohe that he couldn't move, so he could only let the girl go crazy. His face was scratched by the girl's claws, and the nails were covered with blood. The jailer tortured her before, and her hands were swollen like steamed buns. , It's even more scary when it's stained with blood.

Zhang Dazhong was afraid that if Chuniang went crazy again, Li Chong's life would be lost, so he quickly separated the two.

Li Chong yelled at her for losing her manners, "Crazy woman! Useless woman!"

The young lady giggled, her voice sounded like a female ghost on a grave described in a play, "You deserve it! You deserve it! I curse you not to have good dreams in the middle of the night, and everyone killed by you will seek your life!"

"I won't let you go even if I die, even if I turn into a ghost, I will haunt you!"

After the young lady was brought back to the cell, she began to have no water or rice, limp in the corner with her eyes closed, not knowing whether she was awake or sleeping, until she went to the cell every ten days to clean the prison and asked the young lady to move it with a bucket. He remained motionless, and the prisoner tentatively felt for his pulse, and he became cold.

Kou Dan was silent for a long time when he heard the news that the girl had starved to death. He stood by the fish pond in the garden and looked at Zhao Ningxin's belly softly, "Sister Ning has become more and more sick in pregnancy recently. I heard that brother-in-law will be able to arrive in the capital in a few days. Brother-in-law's family is reunited, so my sister doesn't need to accompany me, a rootless person."

Zhao Ningxin vomited badly recently, throwing up whatever he ate, the imperial physician at the imperial hospital diagnosed it as normal and said that the fetus was a boy.

Zhao Ningxin was feeling sick again, Kou Dan helped her to sit on the stone bench, Zhao Ningxin thought for a while and said, "If you don't mind, you can come with me."

Kodan lowered his eyes, "I'm not going anywhere."

"Once the young lady dies, Yingge Xiaozhu is over. Even if you want to go back to Yingge Xiaozhu, do you still want to be a girl who is worthy of everyone?" Zhao Ningxin persuaded, "The young lady treats you well, but she If I really treat you well, why don't I give you your deed of sale."

"My silly sister, you should have found another way out for yourself, it's not too late."