After the emperor got married, he collapsed and set up

The hand that was not holding the knife was tightly clenched into a fist in the sleeve. Xiao Jinghe felt the sting from the palm of his hand and was able to regain his senses. He took another step back and moved away from the weak scholar in front of him. I want to ask where you went on the second day of your wedding?"

If he had known the difference in this person earlier, he shouldn't have listened to what Wen Yilang said and kept silent when the little emperor bestowed the marriage on him!

At that time, Xiao Jinghe did not expect the seriousness of the matter. To him, the princess whom he was marrying back to the mansion was like a drop of water dropped into the hot oil that had been cooking for decades. And desire burst out violently, making his patience more and more painful.

If he is real, the 27-year-old Xiao Jinghe can still handle it, but now the Xiao Jinghe in this body is the Xiao Jinghe who once raised an army and was reborn. He endured the cabinet's manipulation of the government for ten years and finally turned over and bit the cabinet. Xiao Jinghe took a bite.

Xiao Jinghe has always been a person who can endure, the only difference is whether he is willing to endure.

His eyes unconsciously lingered on the fair cheeks of the scholar in front of him, and finally stayed on the scholar's moist earlobe for a long time.

This scholar's face is like a crown jade, with Xiao Jinghe's eyesight, he can even see the tiny fluff on his cheek swaying slightly under the wind, and there is a barely visible cinnabar mole on his left earlobe, which is just on the soft flesh. central.

For the first time, Xiao Jinghe was troubled by his excellent eyesight.

Yang Yanqing noticed Xiao Jinghe's gaze, and turned sideways seemingly unintentionally.

Thus, the little mole that circled Ah Rao in front of Xiao Jinghe's eyes was displayed more clearly in front of Xiao Jinghe's eyes.

Xiao Jinghe closed his eyes, as if he couldn't bear it anymore, he gritted his teeth: "Stay away from me!"

Yang Yanqing looked at the three-step distance between the two and raised his eyebrows.

Xiao Jinghe was speechless for a moment, raised his hand to his lips and coughed lightly.

If Yang Yanqing thinks about it, he has always been the most understanding and helpful to others. With a smile on his face, he spoke to break up the somewhat awkward and delicate atmosphere between the two of them: "This morning, the Fusi Yamen took over a new case. I'm going there."

Xiao Jinghe's movements paused. Seeing Yang Yanqing walking out along the path with Qin in his arms, he narrowed his eyes and followed.

"Your Majesty will give you half a month's leave, but you won't be free even a single day, sir."

Yang Yanqing: "After all, it's a treason case, so it's not appropriate to hand it over to the Ministry of Criminal Justice."

Xiao Jinghe rubbed the fingers holding the handle of the long knife up and down twice, but said nothing.

Yang Yanqing didn't wait for Xiao Jinghe's answer, it seemed that the chat between the two was very ordinary: "Five years ago, King Zhan committed a big case with the intention of plotting against his family, and His Highness may not be very concerned about this big case in Qingzhou. learn."

"Yunzhou borders Qingzhou, and the people affected by the disaster in Yunzhou are struggling to survive... This king is aware of such a big case."

"That's right, when the rebels rebelled in Yunzhou, His Highness still led the army to put down the rebellion." Yang Yanqing smiled, but the smile didn't reach his eyes, "That battle was fought very quickly and cleanly."

It's just that there was turmoil in the court back then, and the counter-insurgency thousands of miles away from the capital started quickly, but ended very sloppily. The memorial Xiao Jinghe handed over afterward only wrote all the killings, and every word was fake to make Yang Yanqing and The little emperor Xiao Yun was apprehensive and suspicious.

Just when the atmosphere between the two of them was solidified again, suddenly, a ball of snow-white sprang out from the nearby grass and rushed towards Yang Yanqing's feet!

Yang Yanqing didn't react for a while, he stumbled and fell forward, his arm lost strength when he was frightened, and the qin in his arms fell to the ground!

Seeing this, Xiao Jinghe raised his hand to grab the man's arm to support Yang Yanqing who was falling forward, and stretched out his other hand to fish out the falling guqin. Unexpectedly, a completely unfamiliar touch came from the palm of the man's brain. With an instant humming sound, he lost all emotional perception. He abandoned those useless patience and restraint that would only cause pain and itching, and tightly grasped the warm and slender knuckles in his hand.

Greed devoured all reason in an instant, and the great satisfaction brought by the skin-to-skin contact made the man's dark pupils slowly turn red.

Yang Yanqing realized that something was wrong with Xiao Jinghe almost at the same time he was standing still. He held Xiao Jinghe's sweaty palm with his backhand calmly, inserted his slender fingers into the crevices of the man's thick callused fingers, and gently rubbed his fingertips. .

Yang Yanqing's eyes locked firmly on the man in front of him, and when the man held his hand tighter and loosened, he let go, and withdrew his hand as if nothing had happened, and lowered his eyes to embrace the simple and dignified Fuxiqin in his arms again.

Xiao Jinghe: "..."

It was as if a punch had been punched on the cotton, and I couldn't get it out and couldn't put it down in one breath, it was terribly uncomfortable.

Putting behind his back the hand that had been interlocked with Yang Yanqing just now, Xiao Jinghe's face was a bit ugly, his thin lips opened and closed, and a hint of annoyance flashed across his face quickly.

But Yang Yanqing didn't intend to make a rescue at all, just stood there and watched Xiao Jinghe calmly, his pupils were lighter than ordinary people's and could not see the slightest emotion.

"Go to lunch." Xiao Jinghe had a handsome face.

After speaking, he turned around and left quickly with big strides, his back was a bit embarrassed and fled.

***

Meals in the Jingbei Prince's Mansion were not as elaborate as those in the imperial palace. The maids retreated after serving the dishes, and soon only Yang Yanqing and Xiao Jinghe were left in the main hall.

Without saying a word, Xiao Jinghe stretched out his chopsticks and began to pick up vegetables and rice. In the blink of an eye, a bowl was already empty. He clicked his tongue in displeasure, and reached out to replace the empty bowl in front of him with a bowl of rice.

Yang Yanqing just put a piece of tofu in the bowl: "..."

Xiao Jinghe noticed Yang Yanqing's gaze and raised his head: "What are you looking at? Doesn't suit your appetite?"

The dishes on the table can be said to be quite distinct.

The dishes near Yang Yanqing are common dishes in Beijing, exquisite and light, with a few mouthfuls of dishes on one plate; there are almost no green leaves on Xiao Jinghe's side, and each dish contains either meat or chili peppers, and there are several dishes. You can see a whole bunch of peppercorns inside.

"Look at the tofu." Yang Yanqing lowered his eyes and picked up the snow-white soft tofu in the bowl with his chopsticks, humming a chuckle from his nose.

Xiao Jinghe inexplicably felt a little bored, and frowned fiercely, completely unaffected by the anorexic scholar opposite, and bowed his head to himself.

Yang Yanqing swallowed the tofu in his mouth, feeling uncomfortable, and suddenly said: "Your Highness, can I have a taste?"

Xiao Jinghe: "?"

Facing Xiao Jinghe's eyes looking over again, Yang Yanqing said slowly: "The food over there looks more delicious, Your Highness."

Is this person deliberately not wanting him to eat properly?

Just eat when you eat, as you say, so, so!

Xiao Jinghe wanted to get angry a little bit, but remembering that he was holding on to the scholar just now, he swallowed back the words that came to his mouth, and said dryly: "Did I put a sign that you are not allowed to eat?"

Hearing this, Yang Yanqing took a piece of oily pork ribs very bluntly. The meat in the small ribs is the most tender, and the bone in the middle is a whole piece of marinated meat.

When the plate of pork ribs was first served, Xiao Jinghe allocated the only three pieces of small ribs on the plate, and it was a coincidence that Yang Yanqing picked up the one that he wanted to save until the third bowl for dinner.

This scholar is really good at picking... Didn't it mean that this person likes light food and doesn't eat meat!

As a high-ranking person who was stared at by countless people and wanted to pull down the position of prince, Xiao Jinghe was persuaded by his staff to put away all his preferences. It would be fine if he was in the barracks or outside, and he would not be him every day in the palace. There are only a few small ribs in each plate of my favorite waxed pork ribs, but a piece was snatched away by the scholar in front of me.

Xiao Jinghe bit his chopsticks secretly, and the force of chewing in his mouth increased a lot.

Yang Yanqing tried hard to hold back the corners of his mouth that were about to rise. He always felt that the man sitting across from him had instantly degenerated from a dangerous black wolf into a big dog that failed to protect the food. The ears on the top of his head were drooping on both sides, mourning his beloved bones with some resentment.

With the grinding sound of the man gnawing on the bone, he ate up the little rib. In the end, Yang Yanqing purposely put the bone upright on the plate next to it.

Out of the corner of Xiao Jinghe's eyes, he saw that bone, and his heart twitched.

"Eating at the same table, Your Highness is not afraid of being poisoned by me?"

It has been a long time since Yang Yanqing ate at the same table with others so calmly and normally. Needless to say, in the palace, even in the seemingly impregnable Zhenfusi, every meal of his meal has a servant who tastes poison. There are servants who were recruited and sent for treatment.

He seemed to be eating all the time, but in fact he used very little. Except for the first piece of tofu, he didn't touch the delicate-looking dishes in front of him. bite.

Xiao Jinghe sneered: "I don't cherish my life as much as my husband." The Jingbei Palace is not so easy to be sneaked into.

Yang Yanqing didn't seem to hear the sarcasm in Xiao Jinghe's tone, and said with a smile on the corner of his lips: "No matter who it is, when they see big fish and big meat together with clear soup and little water, they will lose interest in bland things. I He is a vulgar person, of course he likes vulgar things like His Highness..."

Xiao Jinghe thought about Yang Yanqing's words for a few times, and he always felt that this person was swearing but didn't.

This kind of scholar with a twisted mind is the most annoying.

Xiao Jinghe thought of the group of veteran cabinet ministers who led him by the nose by wearing high hats and leading him by the nose in the previous life, and his face darkened several degrees.

It's just... In his previous life, there was no emperor Yang Yanqing who controlled the government, let alone a marriage bestowed by the emperor.

Because in the previous life, the little emperor Xiao Yun had only been emperor for half a month before he died at the hands of King Zhan.

Xiao Jinghe was reborn on the way back to Beijing to report on his duties. It turned out that not only the little emperor was not dead, but King Zhan, who was supposed to be in power for a while, was punished by his family as early as five years ago. It's not a pull, it's just that there is an extra emperor who is firmly on top of the cabinet for no reason.

Where did this Yang Yanqing come from?

***

in the study.

Wen Yilang handed the ledger to Xiao Jinghe, watched Xiao Jinghe turn it over twice and put it aside, and said with some disapproval: "Your Highness, you should take a look..."

"Headache." Xiao Jinghe remained expressionless.

Wen Yilang is the steward of Jingbei Prince's Mansion and the first staff member under Xiao Jinghe's command.

Wen Yilang was not sure if Xiao Jinghe really had a headache, but he did have some headaches.

Since returning to Beijing, Wen Yilang found that he has become more and more uncertain about the prince's temperament. It is true that he is more restrained and deep than before, but for some reason, the prince has a familiar coercion.

Wen Yilang had faced this kind of coercion when he was young—when he followed his father to meet the late emperor.

This kind of aura appeared on the prince who has not yet accomplished his great cause, and he does not know whether it is a blessing or a curse.

Wen Yilang suppressed his uneasiness and put it aside for the time being. Thinking of the person in the house, he tentatively asked: "About that person... Are you sure about your Highness's doubts?"

"I don't know martial arts, and I have a lot of thoughts."

During the day, Wen Yilang let the cat out on purpose.

Xiao Jinghe once suspected that Yang Yanqing would not know martial arts listed in the rumors and intelligence from the outside world, but even after probing in this way, Xiao Jinghe still felt that something was wrong.

He always felt that Yang Yanqing had a split-like sense of contradiction, and he was obviously a weak scholar. Every time Xiao Jinghe approached him and touched him, his nerves would subconsciously tense up inexplicably.

Could it be that it's really just a white rabbit with steel teeth...?

Xiao Jinghe thought of the cheek and earlobes he saw up close when he held the scholar in his arms.

It is quite white.

The author has something to say:

rabbit?Very good, I hope you will keep this understanding in the future

ps. Gong is sick, not an X bug (scratching his head)