Prime Minister, he just refuses to usurp the throne

When Xie Anshuang woke up again, it was already halfway through the Yin hour.

He opened his eyes in a daze, and he was stunned for a moment before he realized it. He immediately sat up in shock, and suddenly felt something slipped from his body.

——It was Wen Ran's cloak.

"An'an, you're awake." Xing Wenshu, who was sitting on the side, was still playing with his Xun.

Xie Anshuang subconsciously raised his hand to touch his mask, and found that it was still on his face intact.

Seeing his movements, Xing Wenshu smiled and said, "Don't worry, since we all know each other under pseudonyms, I won't do that kind of thing to peek at you when you're not prepared."

Xie Anshuang regained his vigilant posture and asked, "What did you do to me? As I said, poison is of no use to me."

"Don't worry." Xing Wenshu still maintained a relieved attitude, "I didn't poison, I just added calming flowers and plants to the dry food, and brought some soothing incense along the way."

As he spoke, he shook a small sachet in his hand, and the faint scent dissipated, it was indeed the tranquilizing incense that Xie Anshuang was most familiar with.

Xie Anshuang remained vigilant, and the calmness before falling asleep was gone.

Xing Wenshu had no choice but to continue to explain: "It's not entirely my fault. You have your own reasons for falling asleep. The calming flowers and plants don't have the effect of making people unconscious, but they just make you feel relaxed. Once you relax, the fatigue of the past few days will disappear. Crowded, so you just fell asleep."

"I only started to look for clues at night last night, but I see that you are familiar with the road, so it should have started before?"

Xing Wenshu looked at him with a smile, and continued: "I just wanted to calm your nerves so that you could have a good sleep when you go back. Who knew that you really fell asleep here? I stayed here for your safety. You have two hours."

No matter what Xie Anshuang heard, he felt that, according to his point of view, it was his own fault?

He thought about it carefully, and in the past few days, his daily sleep time basically did not exceed two and a half hours, and it seemed that he was indeed much more tired than usual.Moreover, everything on him was intact, if the person in front of him really wanted to harm him, he would not be able to sit here forever.

Xie Anshuang reluctantly believed his words, and thanked him awkwardly after a while.

Xing Wenshu frowned, took advantage of his unpreparedness, rubbed his head, and said, "You're so good."

Then, before Xie Anshuang was about to hit him, he stood up and patted the corner of his clothes, and said leisurely: "There should be nothing to gain tonight, and it's time for me to go back. I'll wait for you here tomorrow night."

"See you tomorrow."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Xie Anshuang's answer, Xing Wenshu used his lightness kung fu to leave elsewhere, leaving only a trace of soothing incense drifting in the night wind.

Xie Anshuang looked at his back, pursed his lips for a moment before getting up, and walked towards the palace with his cloak.

On weekdays, he usually returns to the palace around Yinshi, but this time he was half an hour late, and when he returned, he saw Ru Nian's worried expression.

"Your Majesty, you are finally back." Ru Nian breathed a sigh of relief when he saw him come back safely, and asked again, "Why is it so late tonight?"

Xie Anshuang found an excuse and replied: "I'm worried that the masked thief's target will expand, and he will go to more places tonight, so it's late."

Ru Nian didn't think much about it, and said, "It's good that you're fine. Next time, don't push yourself so hard."

Xie Anshuang shook his head and responded, "It's okay. It's not too much."

Then he changed the topic again and asked, "By the way, uncle, do you know a person named 'Wen Ran' in Jianghu?"

"Wen Ran?" Ru Nian frowned and thought for a moment, then shook her head and said, "I've never heard of it. Did your Majesty ask this person what hairstyle he has?"

Xie Anshuang replied vaguely: "Not at all. I just overheard it yesterday when I was out of the palace, so I paid attention to it. It's fine if the uncle doesn't know him."

Ru Nian didn't ask any more questions, and left as usual, giving Xie Anshuang room to change clothes.

Xie Anshuang was more absent-minded than usual, looking at the cloak he casually put on the screen when he came in, he inadvertently remembered the matter of Xing Wenshu tying the cloak for him yesterday.

He always felt that the person named Wen Ran was somewhat similar to Xing Wenshu, but...

Xie Anshuang recalled Wen Ran's actions of treating him like a child again and again, as well as the previous "promise with his body" joke, and decisively ruled out this option.

His Xing Aiqing is gentle and refined, and it is absolutely impossible for him to be the kind of person who is not serious and out of tune.

On the other side, in a residence in the palace, Xing Wenshu, who had just returned from lurking, sneezed loudly when he took off his mask.

"Sure enough, the cold wind can't blow for too long."

He let out a breath, pulled out a cloak to wrap it around, and pretended to get up, calling for hot water and warm tea.

After simply covering his hands with hot water and washing his face, Xing Wenshu drank the warm tea slowly to relieve himself from the extreme cold.

As the youngest son of the Xing Mansion, he has a talented elder sister who is proficient in all kinds of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and an elder brother who is superb in martial arts. The expectation of his father and mother is that he can live happily and smoothly, and he has never suffered any hardship since he was a child.

He has been spoiled and spoiled, and although he has not become arrogant, he generally does not ask for trouble.Even because he was afraid of pain, he simply practiced his martial arts to the extreme, so that others would have no chance to hurt him.

Even the time he went out with his brother, he was basically not injured when he rushed to the front line, and he was usually taken good care of by his brother.

If it were him before, maybe he would never have imagined that one day he would take the initiative to do some hard work for others.

Xing Wenshu breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, walked to the side of the bed and took out a piece of rice paper, which was full of suspicious points he found on Xie Anshuang in the past few days.

In his previous life, he only thought that Xie Anshuang was afraid that he would pose a threat to the imperial power, but judging from his relationship so far in this life, he felt that things might not be that simple.

Xing Wenshu added a line on the rice paper with the words "not seeming sentimental", dried the ink and stuffed it back into a small interlayer he made by the side of the bed.

He reckoned that it was almost time, carefully put away the night clothes and mask he had changed, and prepared to go directly to the imperial study.

Perhaps out of convenience, he was arranged to live not far from the imperial study room, and outside the harem, so few people would pass by nearby.

Under the heavy night, the palace road is only deserted and lonely.

Xing Wenshu walked on the palace road unhurriedly, recalling that Xie Anshuang was originally only the most inconspicuous among the many princes.

He would often notice that taciturn little figure at palace banquets, his whole figure seemed to be immersed in gloom, rejecting all communication with the outside world.

He still remembers the first time he met Xie Anshuang when he was 12 years old when he went to a palace banquet with his father and elder brother.

Xie Anshuang should have been around nine or ten years old that year. He was clearly the only child under Empress Yuangui's knees at that time, but he was very thin and dressed very plainly.

The rest of the princes chatted with each other, or with the invited ministers and descendants of the family.

Only the little Xie Anshuang stood alone by the lotus pond, watching quietly beside a blooming lotus.

At first, Xing Wenshu didn't notice his existence, but he just inexplicably felt that someone was looking at him, so he turned his head and saw him, and met his eyes.

He wanted to go up and say hello to him, but it happened that the crown prince at that time came to chat with him, and after the conversation was over, when he looked back, little Xie Anshuang had disappeared.

From then on, Xing Wenshu cared about him a little, but he was not interested enough, but he would look for that silent and gloomy figure at the palace banquets later.

He also wanted to try to talk to him several times, but Xie Anshuang disappeared before he took action.

Xing Wenshu speculated that he probably didn't like interacting with others, and gradually let go of his concern for him.

And then... the little prince, who was always taciturn, became the only heir to the throne, ascended to the throne under the urging of Empress Yuangui, and began to indulge himself in pleasure.

Like other ministers, he once speculated whether Xie Anshuang had been pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, secretly killing his imperial brother and the imperial uncles in Beijing.

So when his father repeatedly persuaded him to no avail and resigned in anger and returned to his hometown, Xing Wenshu, who was then Minister of the Ministry of War, chose to resign together and return to his hometown to serve his father.

——He has the ambition to be in the officialdom, but he doesn't mind being a wild crane in the mountains and rivers.He didn't want to assist the licentious and stupid monarch, and he was not interested in asking him to take the trouble to persuade the monarch who didn't listen to him.

But now that he has undergone a rebirth, his thinking has changed drastically.

When he was reborn when he received Xie Anshuang's imperial edict to return to Beijing within seven days, all the tragedies in his previous life had not yet happened, and he still had a chance to change the situation.

He used to think that Xie Anshuang became so cocky because of his first contact with huge power, but after this period of continuous testing and contact, he can be sure that Xie Anshuang's heart is not bad.

As for the gloomy little prince back then, maybe it wasn't that he didn't like to get along with others, but... he didn't dare to get along with others.

Thinking of this, Xing Wenshu let out a soft breath.

The picture of young children appreciating lotus that he drew in Yanliu Tower yesterday was actually based on the scene when he first met Xie Anshuang.Rather than saying that it was the Xie Anshuang he imagined when he was young, it would be better to say...

He felt that the young Xie Anshuang might have had such an idea of ​​appreciating the lotus, just as he might have also had the idea of ​​opening his heart and making friends with others.

He wanted to know more about Xie Anshuang, not because of his status as emperor, but just because of Xie Anshuang.

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