birth

As soon as Xu Jia walked to the entrance of the East Palace, he heard the sound of children playing inside, and his gloomy mood improved a lot for no reason. He slightly curled his lips and walked to the front hall, and he saw Fu Er eating with Xiao Chengan.Fu'er looked up and saw him, and said in a daze, "Why are you back?"

Xu Jia went to the side and sat down, waved to Nanny Zhang, added more bowls and chopsticks, "What? I can't come back yet?"

Fu Er, "Aren't you busy today? I thought you weren't coming back, so I took An An to eat first."

Xu Jia, "Yes."

Little Chengan was a little afraid of Xu Jia, so he raised his head and glanced at him timidly, and just as soon as he met Xu Jia's gaze, he lowered his head again to cover up.

Xu Jia thought it was a little funny, "My child, why are you peeping at me?"

Fu'er looked down at Xiao Chengan, and whispered, "An'an, didn't you just say you wanted to release paper kites with brother Jia?"

Xiao Chengan nodded nervously.

Fuer, "Then you tell him yourself."

The child was stuttering and didn't dare to look at Xu Jia, but only stared at Fu'er, but what he said was asking Xu Jia, "Brother Jia, can you accompany me to release the paper kites?"

Xu Jia tapped the white porcelain bowl with his chopsticks, making a crisp crashing sound, "Son, talk to me, what does he do?"

Xiao Chengan was so ashamed by his knocks, he covered his face with his small hands and refused to speak any more.

Fu'er turned his head to look at Xu Jia, with a sense of reproach.It seems to be saying: What are you doing to scare other children?

Xu Jia dealt with those ministers every day these days, even when he spoke unconsciously, he was always a little bluffing. He rubbed his nose and felt that he was wronged.He quietly buried his head and began to eat without talking.

After a while, he kicked Fuer dishonestly again.

Fu'er ignored him, and wanted to take off Xiao Chengan's hand, "An'an, how can you eat with your face covered like this? Brother Jia won't look at you anymore, be good, take your hand off."

Xu Jia, "..." said how ugly he was.

Xiao Chengan, "I'm full."

Fu'er glanced at Xiao Chengan's life, which was about to bottom out, but he didn't force him any more.

The child was full and started clamoring to go to sleep, the nurse next to him took Xiao Chengan by the side, bowed to Fu Er and Xu Jia, and then left.

For a while, there was only the sound of bowls and chopsticks clashing in the front hall.Suddenly two voices sounded at the same time, breaking the silence of the room.

Xu Jia, "Today in the Royal Garden..."

Fuer, "I have something to talk to..."

Xu Jia smiled, put down his chopsticks, put his arms on the table, raised his eyebrows at Fuer, "You talk first."

Fu Er, "It's about An An. Can you...can you transfer him from Concubine Hui's name to mine?"

Xu Jia lowered his eyes, "This matter was promised by the late emperor, and I haven't ascended the throne yet, so it's not easy to intervene."

Fuer didn't ask any more questions, and smiled at him with relief, "Let's eat then."

Xu Jia propped his face with his hands, and said slowly, "But even if I ascend the throne in the future, there will never be a precedent for handing over the prince to a minister. The crime of beheading."

Fu Er seemed really worried, "Then what should we do?"

Xu Jia smiled, with evil intentions hidden in his eyes, "What else can I do, if my brother marries me, wouldn't it be fine?"

Fuer was startled by his words, choked on the soup and coughed non-stop.

Xu Jia helped him calm down, and said solemnly, "Brother, don't get excited."

Fuer slapped his hand off, his cheeks blushed because of coughing, "What did you say?"

Xu Jia smiled, "I'm just kidding my brother, why does my brother take it seriously?"

Xu Jia said this seemingly unintentionally, but in fact he was testing Fu Er's attitude.He didn't dare to take radical measures rashly, he was afraid that it would scare him and scare people away, and then he would have to chase and coax them, so this matter had to be done slowly, but depending on Fuer's reaction, She didn't seem to be really angry, she seemed to be more surprised, as if she hadn't thought about having any other relationship with Xu Jia.

Xu Jiawaner, I didn't think about it before, it doesn't matter, but I will think about it more in the future.

Xu Jia withdrew her hand, and suddenly sniffed at Fu Er with her nose, "Brother, why are you so fragrant today?"

"Maybe it's because I went to the Imperial Garden to play in the water, and it smelled of flowers." Fu Er leaned back embarrassedly, trying to distance himself from Xu Jia, but suddenly he stopped, and he also frowned. He raised his eyebrows and nose, and sniffed in Xu Jia's direction. Of course, Xu Jia was too happy, so why would he hide, just quietly let him smell, and even stretched out his hand in a very angry way, As if to say: You can smell it for as long as you want.

Fu Er turned back straight, and said lightly, "You smell pretty good too."

Hearing this, Xu Jia raised her eyebrows suspiciously, raised her sleeves and smelled it, and then froze in place, a smell of women's makeup and powder came to her nostrils... By the way, Concubine Hui hugged him today, and he still Did not push away.

Xu Jia put down his hands very naturally, gave a dry cough, and added a piece of jade balls into the Fuer bowl, "Eat more."

Fuller had a fever.

He was supposed to go back to his room to lie down for a while after eating, but he was in a daze, and the heat kept rising, making his limbs weak and unconscious.

Fortunately, Xu Jia took a look in his room before leaving, and then noticed Fuer's abnormal expression. He had a stern expression, and he ordered Zhou Shun, "Go pass on the imperial physician."

Zhou Shun, "No."

It's just a fever caused by a cold, and it's not a serious problem, as long as you take the medicine and rest in bed.

After Fu Er lost his spiritual power, his body was actually worse than that of ordinary people.There was no one left before the bed, so Xu Jia told Zhou Shun to postpone all the afternoon's work, and let Zhang Mama, who wanted to help, go down, and twisted a towel to help you cool down.

The person on the bed was dazed from burning, and when the towel was frozen, he let out an uncomfortable moan.

Xu Jia shook his hands, and coaxed softly, "It will feel comfortable after rubbing it off."

Fu'er refused to let him rub, and turned his head away.

Xu Jia was afraid that his fever would not go away, so he got up and sat on the side of his bed, put one hand around his chin, and carefully wiped his chin with the other hand. He pressed a red mark on Fuer's chin, no wonder Fuer complained of pain in a low voice when he wiped it just now, but he didn't care, thinking that Fuer meant that he was not feeling well.

Xu Jia touched his nose guiltily, and slandered, "I didn't use much effort, how could this person get red when pinched?"

Nanny Zhang brought the medicine after she had boiled it, "Your Highness, the medicine is ready."

Xu Jia, "Give it to me."

But the feeding of the medicine was hindered again, and the medicine juice slowly dripped down the corner of Fuer's mouth—the man refused to drink it.

Xu Jia knew that Fu Er was actually somewhat conscious, but he was just taking advantage of his illness to play his own petty temper, and refused to take the medicine because he thought it was bitter.

He waved his hand to let Nanny Zhang go down, and only after hearing the sound of the door closing, he bent down, the heat from Fuer's body surged towards him, his Adam's apple rolled, and he felt inexplicably dry mouth.

Xu Jia whispered in Fu Er's ear, "Brother, if you refuse to drink the medicine, then I can only feed you myself."

These words frightened Fuer to forcefully open his heavy eyelids from his confusion, his eyes were burning red, he was so sick and was frightened by Xu Jia, he sniffed his nose a little aggrievedly, tears slid down the corners of his eyes Down, silently, scalding hot.

Xu Jia was frightened immediately, wiped his tears with his hands, and clenched his fists as if he had been scalded, "I was wrong, I was wrong, don't drink, don't drink. Don't cry."

Fu Er lowered his head angrily, and wiped his tears and snot all over Xu Jia's body.

Xu Jia also stayed where she was with a good temper, stretching out her hand along the back of Fu Er's head to comfort him.

Fuer's voice muffled from his chest, "Where's the medicine?"

Xu Jia was taken aback for a moment, then lowered his head and looked at him.

Fuer sniffed, "I drink."

At that moment, Xu Jia once again had a very strong urge to bow her head and kiss him.

For the next few days, Fu Er stayed in the Eastern Palace to recover from his illness. During this period, Xiao Chengan came to see him several times, but Fu Er was afraid of infecting him, so he sent Nanny Zhang to send him away. She also said that he would recover in a few days. Go to Mengshu Palace to play with him.

Xu Jia said with great taste, "Then you are not afraid of infecting me."

Fu'er glanced at him, sniffed and wrapped the cloak around his body tightly, without saying a word.But in his heart, he slandered, if he infects you, he will infect you. Whoever told him to take advantage of his illness and scare him to bully him.

Xu Jia stretched out his hand and flicked him on the head, "What are you scolding me for?"

Fu'er looked back at him in surprise, "How do you know that I..."

Xu Jia raised her chin triumphantly, "That's right, I know everything."

Seeing his appearance of needing a beating, Fuer couldn't hold back and pinched him on the waist for the first time, "You are amazing."

Xu Jia suddenly trembled and froze in place.

Fuer poked his waist lightly again with his fingers, as if he had discovered some secret of the sky, there was a little bit of malice in his smile, but this bit of maliciousness was reflected on Fuer's face, Added some innocent ignorance, "Are you ticklish?"

The moment Xu Jia was poked by him, he straightened his back, stopped sitting idle, looked back at Fuer deeply, stretched out his hand to hold the messy finger, and rolled his throat, "Brother, the waist of a man Don't poke around."

The finger held by Xu Jia became inexplicably hot, and Fuer withdrew his hand when it was hot, and sat quietly on the spot without moving.

Xu Jia thought, I really owed this brother in my previous life, how could there be such a wicked brother who ran away after teasing someone?

In the 35th year of Jiahe, Emperor Ming of Chu died.

Xu Jia, the eldest grandson of the crown prince, ascended the throne, called Emperor Shuoyu, and changed his reign name to Ningyi.

Long live my emperor long live long live long live.

Xu Jia intends to use Pei Yu to divide Yang Zhongliang's military power, otherwise he will always be in a very passive state.So his first will after he ascended the throne was to take advantage of Zhang Dong, the servant of the Ministry of Industry, to rebuild the Lesi Temple, and send Pei Yu to supervise the work to help. Part of the forbidden army was used by Pei Yu.

Of course Yang Zhongliang disagreed, "Returning to Your Majesty, General Pei has a lot to deal with every day, and it's the same to hand over the matter of Lesi Temple to Weichen."

Xu Jia smiled and brushed off the sidelines with him, "Concubine Hui's empress ceremony is less than half a month away, so I thought General Yang couldn't get away."

"However, since General Yang expressed his kindness, I will fulfill your wish."

Yang Zhongliang immediately changed his words and said in panic, "After thinking about it carefully, I feel that what His Majesty said is very true. It is more appropriate to leave this matter to General Pei. After all, the affairs of the Buddhist temple can not be sloppy. I will thank General Pei."

Pei Yu returned the salute to Yang Zhongliang, and stepped aside silently after receiving the order.

Meng Zhonglian, who had been silent since just now, took a step forward and asked, "My Majesty, what should I do with Hong Gangming and others who are in death row?" Originally calculated according to the time, they should have beheaded at the gate of Dongshi a few days ago. , but that day Xu Jia said to wait a little longer, and there was no follow-up until today.

Xu Jia pursed her lips, "Wait a little longer."

Meng Zhonglian leaned over to salute, "No."

What Xu Jia thought at first was that Hong Gangming and his group couldn't be let go so easily, but now, he suddenly wanted to listen to Fu Er's thoughts, instead of deciding everything for him on his own.

When Fuer heard the name "Hong Gangming", his hand still paused subconsciously, and then he said with his usual expression, "It will be dealt with according to the laws of the country, and we can do whatever we want."

Xu Jia looked at him, "Okay."

There was silence, no one spoke, and the air was icy cold, sticking to people's arms, and then penetrating into people's hearts through pores. As he shrunk into a ball, his heart began to throb and hurt. He filled a bowl of soup and placed it silently in front of Fuer.

Fuer seemed to concentrate on eating the rice in the bowl. When he saw the bowl of soup, his eyes paused for two seconds, and then he looked away silently. After a while, Fuer spoke in a calm and light voice, " Xu Jia, it's all over, right?"

Xu Jia looked at him as if something had shattered silently. He stretched out his hand and held the back of his hand tightly.

"Well, it's all over."

That nightmare will disappear one day.

The days to come will be happy, bright and bright.

These days with light will slowly drive away the haze, that is a future that belongs to you and me.

Outside the red wall, next to the phoenix tree, the window of the building is open, leaning against a beautiful woman.

Xu Zihe stared blankly at the high wall in the distance. The clouds and smoke from the sky obscured the woman's delicate eyebrows and eyes. She didn't know what she was thinking, or she didn't think about anything, or... she was thinking about the appearance of her beloved.

There are not many opportunities for her to meet Xu Jia. Most of the time, she will pass the information directly to Zhou Shun. Maybe after finishing her business, or when Zhou Shun is about to turn around and leave, she looks pitifully and humblely. He casually asked, "How is Your Highness?"

The girl's mind is so cautiously afraid that he knows, but can't help her care and miss, awkward and cute.

Today is Xu Jia's enthronement day, and the whole Gancheng is immersed in the joy of welcoming the new emperor, only her, drinking the wine, half leaning on the railing, letting the night wind blow away the only warmth from her body.

It's not that she doesn't want him to be good, she wants him to be good most.

But he also understands better than anyone else that the better he is, the bigger the gap between the two of them will be, to the point of wishful thinking or daydreaming.

Suddenly, a coat awakened Xu Zihe's thoughts, she turned her head indifferently, her face still had not had time to hide the sadness and melancholy, just in time to meet Meng Zhonglian's concerned eyes, "Miss Zihe, what's wrong with you?"

Xu Zihe came back to his senses, knelt down and saluted him, "Zihe sees the Prime Minister."

Meng Zhonglian quickly helped her up, "Didn't you say that you don't need to follow these rules when there are no outsiders." He helped her fasten the buttons of the outer shirt one by one, "It's so windy at night, and you still open the windows to let the wind blow. What should I do if I get sick at that time?"

Xu Zihe nodded and smiled, before the smile disappeared from his eyes, "Thank you, Prime Minister, for your concern."

Seeing that she was not in high spirits, Meng Zhonglian didn't say anything else. He just told her to have a good rest, and after sending the specially brought Jiangnan silk cloak to her room, he left without stopping.

Your Excellency, Liang Shuang lifted the curtain on the carriage for Meng Zhonglian, and asked, "Aren't your lord going to stay overnight?"

The white moonlight illuminated the path under his feet. Meng Zhonglian stared at the toes of his shoes for a moment, then raised his head and looked in the direction of the window. After looking at it for a while, he ordered, "Liang Shuang, stop checking."

Meng Zhonglian hadn't felt such fear for a long time. Today, when he opened the door and entered and saw Xu Zihe leaning alone by the window, he didn't dare to move at all. Running away following the moon without saying a word, a panic rose in his heart that didn't come, until he hugged him with his coat, he felt a little bit at ease in his heart.

A high position must be lonely, and he has been walking alone for too long.

He himself never expected that the little tenderness he caught inadvertently was to the point where he was reluctant to let go.

So there is no need to check, no need to check her background, her origin, no need to care who sent her.

Don't check anymore, as long as she is still there, that's enough.

If this is a big spring and autumn dream made by a scam, then please, just keep... cheating.

After finishing speaking, he took one last look at the window, then bent down and got into the carriage.

Liang Shuang nodded, "No."

He also looked up in that direction, but saw nothing except the closed windows and the cloudy candle shadow.

Pei Yu received the soldier talisman from Yang Zhongliang, and then turned around to patrol the city, without noticing the increasingly serious gaze behind him.

Yang Zhongliang slammed his fist directly on the table, with such strength that his joints turned white and his arms trembled. He took a deep breath, but he still couldn't suppress the overwhelming anger in his heart. Today's military talisman was Xu Jia's use of the back position to blackmail him. He had to hand it over.

How dare he threaten him!

A brat, if he hadn't used soldiers to help suppress him, how could Xu Jia ascend to the throne so smoothly?

Now that the bench is not hot, it's like kicking him. It's really unreasonable. Yang Zhongliang feels very aggrieved, but there is nothing he can do. After all, keeping Concubine Hui's back position is the most important thing now. If Concubine Hui can give birth to the prince smoothly... At that time, Yang Zhongliang narrowed his eyes meaningfully, sneered, and his whole face became ferocious. At that time, the world should really be easy last name.

Pei Yu had just arranged a patrol here, when another unexpected visitor came over there, and saw Zhou Shun humming a little song and swaggering towards him with his hands behind his back.Pei Yu was inexplicably cramped, subconsciously pressed the sword on his waist, nodded and said, "Master Zhou."

Zhou Shun waved his hands at him, and put his shoulders on his shoulders, "What's your name, sir, it's so strange."

Pei Yu became even more embarrassed, standing there so stiff that he didn't dare to move, "I don't know...why are you here?"

Zhou Shun sighed pretendingly, "What else could it be? I was fined again."

Pei Yu glanced at him suspiciously, but said nothing.

Zhou Shun raised his eyebrows and said, "Don't you believe me?"

Pei Yu shook his head in a panic, "No, I just think...you seem to be quite happy."

This is said in a tactful way, but it is actually saying that you are not a fool, right?Are you so happy to be punished?

But Zhou Shun didn't understand the meaning of his words, instead he opened his eyes wide in surprise, scanned him up and down, then slowly nodded in affirmation, "I'm so happy to see that? "

He leaned forward, came within half an inch of Pei Yu, and asked with a smile, "Then, do you see that... I want to chase you?"

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