The prime minister is so charming

Is there someone who is going to die or live? "

"Then you don't go out...you don't eat..."

"My room is connected to a small kitchen, don't you know?" Mo Yixuan pointed to the table beside him, "I really can't eat, but there is still tea. And even if there is something that I can't figure out, after three days, I'm going to come out too. Anyway, life is still going on, isn't it?"

"Thorough!" Yi Su looked at him with satisfaction, "Sure enough, I was right!" Then she remembered, and asked him cautiously, "So have you figured it out yet?"

"Not at first." Mo Yixuan took a sip of tea, "I figured it out after I asked you."

"Huh?" Yi Shu pointed to his nose, "Me?"

"Well, you." Mo Yixuan looked at her, "Indeed, as you said, whether I like him or not is up to me. It doesn't matter if he says he doesn't like it, as long as I like him."

"Uh..." After hearing what he said, Yi Su turned pale, and immediately waved his hands, thinking that he didn't seem to have said such a thing while persuading, "I didn't mean that, don't try to screw it up."

"Well, it doesn't matter. Thinking about it makes me feel relieved, so that's it." Mo Yixuan got up and patted the corner of his clothes, "The snow outside is so beautiful... Clothes, go and give me the business that you have accumulated these days Take it here, I have something to do to make me comfortable."

Yi Su shook his head in a daze, thinking that the prime minister must be really stupid, thinking like this is hopeless...

"Well, boil some water for me first, I'm going to take a bath, and then I'll make some food."

When Yi Su heard him say that he wanted to eat, he immediately smiled, "Okay—" It's fine if you want to eat, at least your health will be better.

So Mo Yixuan took a shower, cleaned up, ate, and took another two nights and one day to deal with the official duties of that case.

Then, he fell ill.

Sick and groggy, I don't know what night it is.

Long Yan said that things are not people, flowers are not that flowers and the moon is not that month, and people are not that person.This is wrong, because in the dream, it is still that person of Hua Yueyue, fresh and gorgeous, and will never be defeated.

He dreamed that Long Yan was hugging him from behind, whispering in his ear that he liked it, that he wanted to live like this for the rest of his life.

He dreamed that Long Yanyang drew him a fan of a beautiful woman, and said that he hoped that the beautiful woman could be him. When he refused, he was entangled and clingy, and finally put his hand on his waist and tickled him, and the two of them laughed so weakly Paralyzed to one place, when he looked at the other party panting for breath, there was a smile in his eyes.

He dreamed that they went to the top of the mountain to watch the night scene together, lying side by side on the green grass, watching the twinkling stars in the sky reflected in each other's eyes.When the orange-gold sun woke them up, and when the red sun jumped out of the mountain, their hands were unconsciously held together.

Those moments, eternity.

As long as you don't forget, they will always be there.

He remembers everything about Long Yan, he likes spicy food, but because he is the emperor, there are special people who help him cook for him to eat healthily, most of the dishes are light, but as long as there is spicy food, his eyes will light up, It is also pointing at random, so as not to show too much emotion.So for a long time, he always thought that the reason he loves coming to the Prime Minister's Mansion is because every time Long Yan came, he would go and tell him to cook some Sichuan dishes.

Long Yan's temperament is very casual, and he doesn't have the particular stubbornness of the royal family. He doesn't care much about many things, but there is one thing, he can't be hungry.No matter how wise and strategic he is, and how fiercely he discusses with the ministers, as soon as he feels hungry, he will stop doing it. He will start to make things difficult for no reason, lose his temper secretly, and make petty sex. The ministers say yes The emperor's heart is deep and unpredictable, but he knows that he is just hungry.

So every time it came to this kind of time, he would find an excuse, let everyone go away, let Li Hongfu prepare meals, always let Long Yan eat first.

He has a lot of little tricks, raising the left eyebrow means he has come up with some bad tricks to bully others, raising the right eyebrow means he is really dissatisfied with something and has murderous intentions, touching the finger slowly is to scare people, and when he sits down, he lifts his left hand. Shirt is seriously thinking about something, touching his chin is because he finds it funny, if he smiles badly, he has to be careful that he is taking advantage of him...

Said he didn't care... how could he not care...

Every movement, every expression, every word that person said, he remembered in his heart, if he really didn't care, how could he put him in the deepest place in his heart...

Yi Heng was seriously injured, so he didn't want to see Long Yan. First, he didn't have time due to a series of accidents. Second, he really didn't know what kind of situation Long Yan was in. Third, it was in his heart. Yan is the one who needs the least attention, the least politeness, and the least need to be restrained by etiquette, his own people.

If he knew, if he knew, how could he not be by his side right away?He was frightened like that that night in Jiangnan. If his life was really at stake this time, how could he pretend not to see or hear?

He even blamed Long Yan a little bit, since they are the most important people in their lives, such things should be more honest, why did he order to hide it from him, why didn't he let him know?Could it be that he, Mo Yixuan, can only share wealth and not share adversity?

But Long Yan said that he was tired and didn't want to love him and wanted to give up, but he couldn't.

Loving someone is so unforgettable, so hard and painful, but for those pure joys, for those sour, sweet, bitter, spicy moments, he doesn't want to let go.He is reluctant.

He likes Long Yan, and it's his own business.

Since then, if he doesn't like him, let him like him.

Taking a long breath, Mo Yixuan felt that Lingtai Qingming's eyelids were no longer heavy, and slowly opened his eyes.At a glance, he saw a bloodshot eye in his clothes, holding a medicine bowl and pouted stubbornly, with tears sliding in his eyes, he stared at him and said, "Don't think about that heartbroken person, you have been sick for the past few days. , calling his name hundreds of times in a daze, but he didn't even send a word of concern..."

"What day is today?" Mo Yixuan smiled, his face still pale.

"Twelfth lunar month 28." Yi Shu wiped his eyes and put the bowl aside, "The day after tomorrow will be New Year's Eve."

"It's time to keep the New Year's Eve..." Mo Yixuan looked at the sky, "It's not past the time to go to court."

"Didn't you want..." Yi Shu hurriedly pressed his hand to keep him from moving, "General Yi Heng came to see you, and everyone in the palace knows that you are sick, so it doesn't matter if you don't go to court!"

Mo Yixuan stood up with a smile, "It's all right now, it's time to go to court." He got out of bed and moved around, and he really felt that his body was not heavy, his mind was full, and there was nothing uncomfortable, so he decided to go Go to court, "You go and prepare clothes for me, I'm going to court."

"You—" It could be seen that Yi Su was unhappy and her face was full of anger, but Mo Yixuan's decision was never allowed to be changed, and when he repeated it again, she had no choice but to obediently go to get the clothes.

Mo Yixuan looked at the snow outside who didn't know whether it had been falling or had stopped and started to fall, his eyes were gentle.

He wanted to see Long Yan.

Missed him for a few more days.

68

68. The satire of litchi...

In the wide hall, there are two classes of civil and military ministers on the left and right. On the high steps, there is a dragon chair symbolizing the highest majesty and power.

Long Yan sat on that chair, looking at the courtiers below, with a casual posture, half a smile, and under the cover of the bright and yellow court clothes, there was a kind of natural majesty and imperial demeanor.

Mo Yixuan stood under His Royal Highness, looking at the slightly raised curve of Long Yan's lips, as if it had been a lifetime.

Since he sat in that position a few years ago, every time he went up to court, his expression was always the same, which was hard to see through and a little oppressive.The only difference is that he would often wink secretly at him the moment he looked up at him, with a smirk on his face, as if saying, I caught you...how, I am handsome!The two have a great understanding.

now……

Now his eyes are looking straight at His Highness, he seems to be looking at everyone, but he doesn't seem to be looking at everyone, let alone him.

Mo Yixuan felt bitter in his heart, the joy of seeing people intertwined with the disappointment that he was no longer in the center of people's eyes, his heart was empty and he couldn't tell what it was like.

But he was also secretly comforting himself, didn't he expect this to happen?Don't mind it.

"Yesterday, there was a report on the Northwest Road. It said that Huaguo is quite peaceful and is busy with internal turmoil. Nothing will happen for a while, but the neighboring country of Huaguo, the small country Weiguo next to me in the northwest, is troublesome Get up." Long Yan touched the wrench in his hand, his voice was a little cold, "The ministers said, what should I do?"

Some of the ministers below looked at each other without saying a word, some discussed in a low voice and stopped talking, and stood with their heads bowed, while some just kept their expressions motionless, unable to tell what they were thinking.

Long Yan looked at the bottom and smiled, "Why, I told you to talk about it, so don't tell me?"

All the ministers even lowered their heads, thinking about what to say.

"I have something to say." A chunky minister in his 40s came out, "The emperor has something to say."

Long Yan saw that it was Jiangzhou prefect Li Yue, "Speak."

"Yes, Your Majesty. Since the country of Hua does not invade our borders, as long as my Great Yin guards the borders, nothing will happen. But the country of Wei is very strange. Although it is a small country, it is full of witchcraft. Alien races, the art of poisonous Gu is very strong, and can control people's hearts. I have served as the prefect of Jiangzhou for five years, and I have a little understanding of Weiguo. They don't have too much ambition, and the country is rich. We just need to give a small profit , it will be fine.”

Long Yan didn't even look at him, and didn't answer his faults, he just asked Yi Heng, "Is General Yi feeling better?"

"Go back to the emperor, I'm fine." Yi Heng walked to the center of the hall, seemed to disagree with the Jiangzhou prefect, and glanced at him.

"Then what did General Yi think of Li Taishou's words?