wait for another year

"Another year has passed," Xuanyuan Hui put down the wolf hair in his hand, looked at the white snow outside the window and sighed, "The mutton copper tripod that I ate at New Year's Eve last year is still in front of my eyes, how come it will be Jinghe's 19th year in a blink of an eye?"

Zhao Xu also raised his head from the file, and said to Bai Su who was waiting on the side, "Order, let's have a pot for the New Year's Eve dinner tomorrow."

Xuanyuan Hui smiled and said, "Who knows me is also the princess. But this year, there is no need to be too extravagant. Except for those who stay behind on duty, let's go home and have a reunion."

"Oh?" Zhao Xu couldn't help being a little surprised, "Why, the prince won't do it this year?"

Xuanyuan Hui stood up, holding the window lattice with both hands, "No, including Baihu and Baisu, you all go back and watch the night with your wives, children, and children, so that you can have a good New Year's Eve."

Bai Su hurriedly said, "How can your Highnesses have less people to wait around?"

Xuanyuan Hui waved his hand, "No need, why is our Prince Su's mansion so particular? Shouning is enough for us."

Zhao Xu glanced at him, "My lord is sympathetic, why don't you hurry up and thank you?"

Bai Su paused, and hurriedly Xie En withdrew.

Zhao Xu turned to look at Xuanyuan Hui, "Isn't the lord Su Xi happy, why did he suddenly change his sex?"

"Hmm..." Xuanyuan Hui turned his head to the side, "Every day, he is intriguing, his mind is full of Deng Dang, Huihe, and Suzhou. There is only one day in a year, and he wants to ignore everything, just the two of us to be quiet." keep vigil and speak."

Zhao Xu lowered her head and smiled, "Really?"

"Yangguang...Wangfei," Xuanyuan Hui approached, "Your word is certainly good, but I think 'Wangfei' is more fluent."

Zhao Xu was noncommittal, "It's just a title, whatever the prince likes."

"You have something on your mind recently." Xuanyuan Hui sat down beside him and held his hand. "Is it about Yingchuan County's government? Or about my second brother? You and I have made an agreement in three chapters that we must not lie to each other. What can't you say?"

These years of practicing martial arts diligently, his hands are no longer delicate and soft, and there is a thin layer of calluses on the knuckles, but Zhao Xu still feels that the place where the two hands touch each other is faintly hot, and it burns all the way to the heart .

"It's nothing to do with the great cause," Zhao Xu finally looked into his eyes and said softly, "I'm just thinking about what I should do when His Highness visits the Great Treasure."

Xuanyuan Hui was obviously stunned, and then smiled again, "Isn't the day when I ascended to the Great Treasure, isn't it the time when your mother honored the world?"

Zhao Xu looked at him quietly, looked at the expression on his face, and said with a smile, "Your Highness favors me, Xu is very grateful. But if I occupy the position of the Empress Yuan, where can I find the son of the Empress Yuan?"

It seemed that Zhao Xu had guessed what Zhao Xu was thinking just now, but Xuanyuan Hui did not hesitate this time, "Father is still here, I don't want to spy on Emperor Zuo. What's more, as long as the throne is still in the hands of my Xuanyuan family, the prince who belongs to me , is nothing more than floating clouds.”

Zhao Xu raised the corners of his mouth, "There is no one else here, you and I both know that the Xuanyuan clan has long been on the shoulders of the lord, this great position, the lord now needs it if he wants it, or if he doesn't want it."

Three of the emperor's five sons grew up under Empress Deng's knees, and the Fen King born by Concubine Dugu seems to be dying soon. From this point of view, if Deng Xiang is not to become Wang Mang of the Apocalypse Dynasty, I am afraid that only Xuanyuan Hui can in the end Take on the big responsibility.

Xuanyuan Hui frowned, "We'll talk about it until then, why bother now."

"Three Palaces and Six Courtyards, beautiful blessings equal to the sky, how come it becomes a mediocrity in the mouth of the prince?" Zhao Xu smiled.

Xuanyuan Hui suddenly turned his head and raised his eyebrows to look at him, "Who is gossiping in front of you?"

Zhao Xu was even more confident in his heart, so he just said lightly, "Nowadays there are so many difficulties ahead, it's really too early to think about these. A gentleman makes a promise, if one day His Highness wants to inherit an heir, he should let him know earlier, so as not to lose time." Everyone is embarrassed."

He was calm and calm, but Xuanyuan Hui felt a faint anger in his heart for some reason, and said coldly, "Zhao Xu!"

Even when we first met, he seldom called Zhao Xu by name, which shows that the temper that had not flared up for a long time was ignited again today.

Zhao Xu could roughly guess why he was angry, and secretly regretted it, after all, tomorrow is New Year's Eve, why bother to make trouble for him at this time?

In the end, before he could say anything to comfort him, Xuanyuan Hui suddenly pulled out a short dagger from his waist and swiped at his finger, "Life and death are equal!"

Before he could think about his poisonous oath, he saw blood dripping from his hand, Zhao Xu was shocked and immediately grabbed his hand, "What are you doing!"

Xuanyuan Hui also calmed down, for a moment he didn't know why his blood surged up just now.

The stroke was not shallow, the blood couldn't stop, Zhao Xu got anxious and sucked his finger to stop the bleeding.

The fingertips were tingling again, and fell into a damp heat. Xuanyuan Hui was a little dazed, and said inexplicably, "Just now you said that, as if you were always ready to break up with me, you don't believe me..."

Unexpectedly, with a few words of probing, he would be provoked into such a state. Zhao Xu had already regretted it, and quickly took the medicine box and wrapped his hand, with a lot of thoughts in his heart.

Xuanyuan Hui is obviously not yet open in love, and he is afraid of relying more on himself than admiring him, and regards himself as his best friend.

The reason why he is so angry today is because he is afraid that one day he will succeed and Zhao Xu will leave him.

"My lord..." Seeing that his face was still extremely gloomy, Zhao Xu pulled him to sit beside the Arhat's couch, and said softly, "I was studying Han history earlier, so I'm afraid I lost my mind."

Xuanyuan glanced at him darkly, "Are you comparing yourself to Xiao He or Liangping?"

Zhao Xu sighed, "Xiao Xiang can protect himself by committing filth, and Chen Ping can die well by sticking to the Lu family. I originally wanted to follow the example of Marquis Liu. If one day the prince doesn't need me anymore, I will find a deep mountain and old forest to hide. It is impossible to say that one day I will be able to fly, and there will be no more troubles and hardships."

Seeing the dark waves in Xuanyuan's dark blue eyes, Zhao Xu hurriedly said again, "Of course, the friendship between you and me these years is not comparable to theirs, and the prince's character is not as good as that cunning and sinister Gaozu." After a few minutes, until then, I will stay in the capital and be a gentry lord who only knows how to talk every day. I have nothing to do all day long, and the prince will call me out again, how do you think?"

Xuanyuan Hui took a deep breath and hugged him fiercely, "Since I left Beijing, I have only you by my side. If you go to 'return' or 'retirement' again, then am I not alone?"

He is now in Suzhou. Although he is far away from his parents, there are always so many like-minded people by his side.

The young man is energetic and noisy, as if even if the road in front of him is full of thorns, he can still sing.

But he didn't know that the way back in his life was the unbearable long live loneliness after all.

Zhao Xu didn't want to wear it, so she hugged him back, "Don't worry, my lord, I'm here."