Not the Holy Father [Quick Transmigration]

Probably because the spring breeze was slightly cold at the silkworm kissing ceremony, and Yin Wei got typhoid fever after returning to the palace.

Shen Zhuo is also sick—or, since he injured his wrist, he hasn't recovered.

The emperor's biological mother died early, and the former empress was forced to commit suicide in a palace fight. There were no elders in the palace, so Quanxi was busy taking care of her.

Yin Wei was not seriously ill, and recovered faster than Shen Zhuo.

"My lord, Your Majesty's fever has subsided today."

"My lord, Your Majesty heard that you used a roast duck for lunch, and you want to eat it too. I told Your Majesty that you don't allow it to be meaty, and His Majesty didn't eat a single bite."

Yin Wei was drinking porridge, put down the bowl, "When did I say that?"

Quanxi lowered her hair and smiled: "Didn't you take a bite of the duck leg and shouted, 'It's so greasy, the patient can't eat this'? Is there any patient in this palace? You are afraid that your majesty will be greedy for your majesty's dragon body." Delayed recuperation, I ate all the roast duck made by the imperial dining room. The servant knows the hard work, and your majesty knows it even more."

what do you know!

Yin Wei was speechless.

He ate the clear soup with little water for too long, and the birds almost faded out of his mouth.After finally recovering, he can let go of his diet, the roast duck is extremely fat, one bite, the national teacher almost shed tears, how can he be willing to share it with others.

In that case, it is purely to monopolize the deliciousness.

Shen Zhuo, a brain monster, was originally brought out by Eunuch Quan Xi.

Quanxi clasped his hands in front of him, lowered his head and looked very happy, "You can complete the silkworm kissing ceremony, old slave, I have expected it a long time ago. That scene is more solemn than your way of praying for rain, and there is no one more suitable than you It's over...My lord, why do you have to argue with Your Majesty like this...It is true that no man has presided over silkworm ceremonies since ancient times, but you don't know, Your Majesty, how much painstaking effort His Majesty put into arranging these...Old servant knows, you have something in your heart Your Majesty's. Let me see, your golden hook makes it easier than anyone else...With His Majesty's protection, who in the whole Great Chu would dare to deny you? What are you worried about?"

Yin Wei knew of Quanxi's loyalty.Shen Zhuo's mother left early, and his father had or didn't have it. Quanxi has been with him for many years, and he can be regarded as a father and a mother at the same time.

The emperor is a loner, and when he was a child, he was trusted by Quanxi, and now he has a national teacher...

Yin Wei was sad for a moment, thinking of the little blind man who was still struggling to survive, he could only be mean and ruthless in this world to the end.

"Eunuch Quanxi, if you really want His Majesty to be good, you should persuade him not to get entangled with me as soon as possible." Yin Wei's brows were stern, the blood on his face hadn't fully replenished, and the red mole at the end of his eyes was like a grain of ice.

"Fate has come to this point, how can I get away! If there is no lord, Your Majesty will have no joy in this life." Quan Xi sighed.

"If you want to force it, you can only have me alone." The spring breeze does not abate, no matter how warm the earth dragon is, there is still a lingering cold, Yin Wei hugged the fox fur, "how can there be much happiness in the emperor's family, isn't it all generations Alive? If you have no heirs, don't talk about joy, I'm afraid you won't be able to sleep or eat in peace."

The corners of Quanxi's eyes collapsed, "This... my lord, you are a man, you should be more generous... No matter how many concubines your Majesty has in the future, you will be the main palace. Aren't the princes all your children?"

Yin Wei raised his eyebrows, "This seat is narrow-minded. Instead of fighting with Yingying Yanyan, it is better to be the widow of the former prince, lest someone always covets the seat."

Quanxi whispered: "You can't say that, and you can't compare like this. Who will argue with you..."

Maybe it was disappointment, but Quanxi didn't show up again throughout the afternoon, and Yin Wei was also completely happy.

In the middle of the night, Yin Wei heard rustling sounds in a daze, and someone crept onto the bed.Yin Wei woke up instantly, took out the thing hidden under the pillow, and swept it towards the person who came.

"It's me." Shen Zhuo leaned forward and covered Yin Wei's lips, "I haven't slept well for a long time, let me rest for a while."

The golden hook tore away the emperor's bundle of hair, and fell to the ground with a jingle, like a flick in Yin Weixin's mouth.

"You..." Before Yin Wei could say anything, Shen Zhuo was already lying down beside him, his loose long hair was brushing against Yin Wei's face, under the moonlight, he seemed to see a few strands of white hair.

The emperor is only 20 years old.

Yin Wei silently let the ambergris spread domineeringly in the bed curtain, and the cold air brought by Shen Zhuo was quickly driven away by the body temperature, so he dared to lightly touch Yin Wei's waist, "Does it still hurt?"

Through the pajamas, Yin Wei was still trembling all over, he managed to suppress the strangeness, "Your Majesty can try that taste for himself."

"Understood." Shen Zhuo replied sullenly, leaning sideways and resting his forehead on Yin Wei's shoulder, "A few days ago, I shouldn't have made my own decisions without your consent, and I won't do it in the future."

Yin Wei lay flat, wrapped in warm breath, the heart in his chest seemed to be sinking continuously.

The emperor is admitting his mistakes, like a child eager to be forgiven.

He restrained this dangerous emotion, turned his back to Shen Zhuo, "Your Majesty is the Ninth Five-Year Lord, and the life and death of my ministers are still in your hands, let alone the silkworm ceremony. It is bigger than the sky, how dare you not obey it?"

The emperor was at a loss for words.

Turning over and lying flat, the moonlight shines on the head of the bed through the window lattice.

He let out a long breath, like a sigh.

"That year, I begged Awei brother to accompany me to sleep, and my brother told me how to make fairy candy...

I thought I was the only one for you, and you treated me differently from others, but now you don't even want to say one more gentle word to me... The candy I made according to the method in memory doesn't taste right.Maybe it was just a dream, a good dream...

Maybe I shouldn't fight, let Shen Huan kill me, the living can't fight the dead, so you will remember me..."

The volume is getting lower and lower, like talking in sleep.

Yin Wei didn't sleep all night, and the past clips flashed back in his mind, and his heart felt like being punched hard by a fist.

That year, Shen Zhuo was 14 years old.His mother, Concubine Rou, died of illness.

In fact, Concubine Rou's illness was not a serious illness, but someone deliberately added fuel to the flames. Before her sick bed, it was rumored that the second prince had offended His Majesty again, and that he would go to the kingdom soon.

Concubine Rou passed away sadly in fear, because the funeral coincided with the Queen's birthday, the funeral was hastily organized, and even the crying was not allowed to be heard from all over the palace.

Yin Wei's National Teacher's Mansion has just been repaired, and the master of the National Teacher, who sits in a luxurious house, is full of ambitions and plans to bake a few pots of cakes and boil dozens of catties of toffee.The scent of milk floats far away, attracting Shen Zhuo.

Yin Weitang was a little nauseous after eating too much, so he got up in the middle of the night to drink water.Shen Zhuo's eyes shone brightly in the corner of the bedroom, which startled Yin Wei a lot.

"Your Highness?" Yin Wei leaned forward with the lamp in his hand, squatted half-squatting at Shen Zhuo's line of sight, and kept the volume low, "You haven't left the palace yet, why did you come out of the Yuying Hall in the middle of the night?"

"Wuuu...I'm afraid they will hear...uuuu, Ah Wei, I don't have a mother anymore...They all said that my father is about to drive me to a remote village, I...I will never see you again ..."

Yin is not silent.

System: [The holy father's disease is about to occur again. 】

A tree lives with a piece of skin, and a person lives with a breath.Yin Wei didn't want to put on the hat of the holy father, and stood up to distance himself, "Your Highness shouldn't leave the palace privately, go back quickly. I'll just pretend I haven't seen His Highness tonight."

Yin Wei turned around, and was hugged by Shen Zhuo, "The palace gate is locked, I can't go back! National teacher, Ah Wei... don't chase me away, please, I'm so afraid... I'm the only one left!"

The 14-year-old boy was about to grow to be as tall as Yin Wei, and buried his head in his neck, wetting a lot.

There is no cure for Saint Father's disease.

"There is no ready-made guest room in the National Teacher's Mansion. Your Highness can rest in my bedroom for one night." Yin Wei put down the candle and put on his clothes to leave. The young man hugged him tightly, as if growing on him, "Don't go , brother, don't go..."

Many years later, Yin Wei lit a cigarette and sighed: Some "brothers" sound terrible; some "brothers" sound terrible.

That night, Yin Wei patted the boy's thin back and told him the steps of making toffee.

"No matter how hard life is, eat something sweet and you'll feel better. Drink more milk, it's time to grow your body..."

In the blink of an eye, so many years have passed, and the timid and easy-to-cry boy has grown into a majestic emperor, much higher than the national teacher.

Yin fell into a drowsy sleep before dawn, subconsciously touched the side, empty.

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