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For several days in succession, Bai Mu received gifts including but not limited to bouquets of wild flowers, wild fruits with water drops in them, straw woven crickets and other gifts.

He couldn't laugh or cry: Is this treating him like a three-year-old child?

He said "no need" intentionally, but it seems that the last time he accepted the "thank you gift" out of nowhere. When you are inside, the things are already there, but the people are nowhere to be seen.

In desperation, he could only leave a note on the table.

These children are of course illiterate, but it doesn't matter, as long as someone knows them.

Bai Mu turned his head and told the butler, "A friend is visiting today", and asked the butler to leave the door.

Lest this person fall down again like last time.

Bai Mu is also thinking very broadly at the moment: there are many people in this world who have no blood relationship but look alike, isn't that what he does.

Thinking about it this way, similar souls don't seem to be a big deal, and Bai Mu easily separated the two.

——After all, he couldn't imagine how Yan Xiao fell from the wall.

In the afternoon of that day, Bai Mu welcomed the guest.

He was dressed differently from the previous two times. He was dressed in clean white clothes, with a blue moiré belt cinching his thin waist. He strode forward with a tall and straight figure.

Putting aside the vigilance of the previous test, Bai Mu finally took a good look at this man. The unrestrained and unrestrained style of a knight-errant and the etiquette of an aristocratic family combined into a strange charm in him.

Among other things, it must be very attractive to little girls.

Bai Mu guessed that he had a good family background, so he couldn't help but start thinking, which family's children in Beijing rebelled and left home at a young age...

But immediately he said: I have made up my mind and don't try it, but now I can't help but think deeply.

He blamed the world without hesitation.

——Look at him, a pitiful, weak and helpless supporting role who has just been promoted from cannon fodder, what has he been forced into?

Putting down all those messy thoughts, Bai Muwen said gently, "Why did Zhong Shaoxia come here this time?"

Holding the apology for suspecting the other party earlier, he even thought that as long as it was not an excessive request, he would still be willing to help.

Zhong Ang was asked coldly—what are you looking for him for?

He... just wanted to find him.

Over there, Bai Mu recalled the conversation between the two some time ago: According to what Zhong Ang said last time, he came to the capital to "help his cousin"?

"But what's wrong with Zhong Shaoxia's cousin?"

Zhong Ang: "..."

Bad, he forgot about it.

But... Ah Xiao...

Should be able to handle it?

Thinking about the news he had come to Beijing all the way to inquire, Zhong Ang quickly made this judgment, and then safely put the matter behind him.

But answer now...

Zhong Ang blinked, looking distressed, "I haven't found him yet."

In fact, all his thoughts these days were on finding the person in front of him, completely forgetting about Yan Xiao.

Bai Mu was surprised: Zhong Ang had a good family background at first glance, he guessed that the cousin he was looking for was also a respectable family in the capital... Such a family should be very easy to recognize.

Zhong Ang paused, and then said "truth", "I haven't seen my cousin for more than ten years...the last time I saw him, I was only in my teens..."

Bai Mu: ...I'm afraid you don't know him for a long time, right?

He hesitated for a moment, "Then...what did your father say in his letter?"

Zhong Ang doesn't know each other anymore, so his father won't remember where his sister got married, right?Moreover, he even asked his son to make a special trip, so he should be very fond of this sister.

Zhong Ang's eyes wandered, "When I read the letter, I happened to be on the edge of a cliff..."

Before he finished speaking, Bai Mu had already figured out the result: probably the letter was blown away before he finished reading it.

Thinking about the last time this person fell off the wall, Bai Mu felt...he wasn't surprised at all.

He couldn't help but glanced at Zhong Ang with pity: The young man looks like a human being, why did he do something stupid?

He asked: "After that...have you sent a letter to your father asking?"

Zhong Ang touched his head, his expression drifted, "I thought I could recognize it."

He can indeed recognize it.

Bai Mu couldn't help but sigh, he waved his hand, signaling Zhong Ang to follow.

Although he is basically a useless person now, there is still a way to help with the small matter of delivering letters.

Zhong Ang:? !

This is the entry into the room? !Is it a little...too fast? !

The news that the Emperor is seriously ill has been circulating for some time.

Marquis Wu'an killed Guojue, more than half of the people in the court had changed, and it was indeed time for the emperor to become seriously ill.

When Yan Xiao stepped into the palace again, Eunuch Cui seemed to have guessed something, and his face was ashamed.

Li Tanyi was already prepared for this, and even received the news earlier, he changed into the solemn court clothes, and sat on the head seat.

Facing Yan Xiao, who seemed to be a hostile visitor, he didn't show any panicked expression.On the contrary, he acted like a hostess and made a gesture of invitation, and there was already a glass of thin wine on the empty seat over there.

Yan Xiao was not afraid, went straight over and sat down, holding the wine glass to play with.

He had a half-smile, "Your Majesty, is this farewell to my ministers?"

Li Tanyi also said slowly, "I wonder if Lord Hou would like to drink my farewell wine?"

Yan Xiao only played with the wine glass and didn't touch his lips.

Li Tanyi didn't persuade him, but drank his cup by himself, a thin layer of red appeared on his face.

Yan Xiao was taken aback for a moment, this was not the first time he had discovered...

This little emperor and his Amu... really resemble each other, and some people believe that they are brothers.

"I don't know Lord Marquis...is there anyone to choose?"

As if drinking too quickly, Li Tanyi coughed and said slowly.

Yan Xiao didn't care to answer the question of "dead people", but seeing that his face was somewhat similar to his sweetheart, he still gave him a little kindness——

"The third son of Prince Xuan."

Li Tanyi's eyes moved.

If he remembers correctly, Lord Xuan only got Lin'er last year near the New Year's Eve.

So his successor will be a baby who is a few months old and still in his infancy.

——Yan Xiao's ambition, this time, really made no secret of it...

Li Tanyi coughed softly, "Master Hou has chosen this person, and it will be too late to regret it in the future."

Yan Xiao seemed to sneer and didn't take it seriously.

"Speaking of which, the Imperial Father's edict back then wasn't originally my name..."

Yan Xiao couldn't bear to chatter with him, so he frowned slightly.

But Li Tanyi seemed to be unable to see his expression, and continued to say, "Father has always been like that. Those who like it are called to him every day, and they give and ask... But those who don't like it, even if they are in front of him." The sun is turning... none of this can get into his eyes..."

Yan Xiao's brows were furrowed even tighter. Could it be that the little emperor has been imprisoned for a long time and has gone crazy.

...Emperor Jin, except for his poetry garden, is really obsessed with everything.

The world, the country, his subjects, his son... none of them are in his heart.

There was also a joke back then, the third prince was arrested for plotting rebellion, and it was revealed that the man was begging for a reward by licking his face. At the same time that Emperor Jin was discussing the design of the new garden with the craftsmen, the man came excitedly, but his nose was ashamed , I got a sentence "No time, you can figure it out" and sent it away.

Emperor Jin probably couldn't even tell how many sons he had, let alone his intended heir.

Speaking of why this little-known fifteenth prince was included in the imperial edict back then, it is really unclear to people.

"Master Hou knows that I once had a sixth elder brother... from the middle palace...couldn't be more orthodox..."

Yan Xiao was really impatient to hear his reminiscence, and interrupted with a sneer: "It's a pity that a dead man can't be the emperor..."

Back then, the struggle among the princes to seize the heirloom was in full swing, but I had never heard of the name of the sixth prince, so he must have died young.

"It's just that he doesn't want to."

Li Tanyi's smile was a bit strange, "Father once asked him...he refused... Maybe he thought it was because Father was seriously ill and confused..."

"Father always wants to give him the best...but this dilapidated country is not a good thing..."

"Father Xu also thinks so, and can't bear to let him suffer."

"..."

"Even if he doesn't want it, my father doesn't want to give it to others...so I chose me..."

"After all, I am so similar to him and have such a good relationship..."

"..."

In a daze, Yan Xiao understood the meaning of his words.

The prince's life is too expensive, and the baby is weak, unable to bear the blessings, and easily dies early... so in the early years, there were occasional cases of the prince being fostered by the courtier's family.

And the person Li Tanyi mentioned...

【Amu is really similar to him, even if he is a brother, some people believe it】

Just now that thought floated into his mind unexpectedly, Yan Xiao's expression changed suddenly.

Thinking of the months when Bai Mu lay lifeless on the bed, he couldn't help but take a step forward and grabbed Li Tanyi's front.

"You took it from him."

Take away his throne, even his life!

If he hadn't blocked that knife for him, how could his Amu be here? !

Li Tanyi smiled lightly, and fixedly looked at him, "No, it's you..."

If he hadn't heard the news of Yan Xiao's plot to assassinate him, how would the waste prince dare to do it at the New Year's banquet?Wasn't it the Marquis of Wu'an in front of you who deliberately did the checking of errors and omissions at the New Year's banquet?This guy... put the assassin in with his own hands, didn't he?

—They are all murderers.

However, he is different...

Brother, I will always forgive him.

There was a smile on Li Tanyi's face, but his eyes gradually became lax, his whole body was trembling uncontrollably, and a bloodstain slowly overflowed from his mouth.

——It wasn't vomiting blood, it was because he couldn't help biting his own tongue.

It hurts, it hurts so much...

Brother, are you in pain like this? ... Ah Yi is in pain with you, okay?

Yan Xiao suddenly lowered her head, looked at the wine with a little bottom left in the glass, and at Li Tanyi's appearance.

During that time, in order to save Bai Mu, many of the deposed prince's subordinates who were arrested were pulled out by him to test the medicine, and he was very familiar with the poisonous reaction of "Drunken Dream".

His eyes dimmed for a while, and he ordered in a deep voice, "Call the imperial physician."

It was too cheap to let him die like this.

Here in the outskirts of Beijing, the weather is rarely good.

Taking advantage of the scorching sun before noon, Bai Mu pushed the wheelchair out of the yard.

Mo Yan is also used to his master going out for a stroll from time to time, so he is not as nervous as the first time.Around the yard on the left and right are newly paved roads with bluestone slabs, because they are brand new, it is even smoother to walk than the ones in the capital.

Pushing the wheelchair for a short distance, Bai Mu heard shouts of "Hey" and "Ha" from a distance, and he knew in his heart that it was Zhong Ang who was teaching those children martial arts.It's just that he can't see clearly in the distance recently. The scene of hard training is reflected in his eyes, it becomes a big carrot head leading a group of small carrot heads, and stretching out his hands and kicking his legs from time to time. The scene is inexplicably joyful.

Seemingly seeing Bai Mu, the big radish guy explained a few words to a group of little radish heads, and then ran towards him.

Bai Mu: ...

Now it looks like a husky who is a bitch.

——He looked at the person who was getting closer and clearer, thinking.

When Zhong Ang came over, he pushed onto the wheelchair spontaneously and asked, "Where are you going?"

Bai Mu pointed in a random direction, and Zhong Ang happily pushed there.

Zhong Ang looked frizzy, but he always pushed the wheelchair very smoothly. Bai Mu felt strange at first, but later found that the wheels did not turn at all when encountering those bumpy places. It turned out that this person was not pushing the wheelchair at all, but directly connected The man brought the chair up.

——With such good arm strength, it is puzzling that he would fall off the wall that day...

While walking, Bai Mu asked, "Do you have any news about Brother Ling?"

Zhong Ang still used the same "still looking" rhetoric, but he couldn't find anyone, but he didn't feel anxious at all.

Bai Mu is not stupid, although his senses are getting duller, but his brain is still not stiff. Zhong Ang is around him every day, being attentive and even bringing some gifts from time to time.

——What kind of thoughts are there, it is obvious.

Bai Mu sighed, and said softly: "Young Xia Zhong, I already have someone I like."

The wheelchair bumped inconspicuously, and then regained its stability.

Zhong Ang forced a stiff smile, "Why are you suddenly screaming so strangely?"

Bai Mu didn't let him make jokes, but smiled gently and looked up at him.

But Zhong Ang...couldn't laugh anymore.