Prime Minister, he just refuses to usurp the throne

"...how to deal with it?"

"Put it in prison first, and make plans after His Majesty wakes up."

"..."

A faint voice of conversation came from the ear, and Xie An opened his eyes in a daze, only to feel a throbbing pain in his temple.

what happened?

He sat up with his head propped up, inadvertently pulled the wound on his arm, and there was a stabbing pain.

Xie Anshuang frowned and looked at the bandaged arm, and the memory came back after a while.

It was accidentally scratched by a flying knife while catching the masked thief.

The masked man with Qianxiao poison was obviously coming towards him, Xing Wenshu barely blocked the arrow flying from the other end for him, and the flying knife still scratched his arm and made a cut.

Although he has already developed resistance to Qianxiao Poison, if he cannot release the black blood from the wound in time, he will still feel a little uncomfortable after the venom spreads.

It won't be a sudden death from poison, but it will definitely be uncomfortable for a while.

Anyway, waking up is uncomfortable, so let's sleep for a while.

Xie Anshuang simply lay back on the bed, turned sideways to find a comfortable position, and fell asleep again in a daze.

But at this moment, he vaguely sensed someone walking into the inner room, and after a while, there was a faint smell of soothing fragrance in the room.

Then the sound of gentle footsteps gradually came towards him, and then he heard a helpless chuckle.

"Why doesn't Your Majesty cover the quilt properly?"

Xing Wenshu's voice came from above, soft and gentle, making the already uncomfortable Xie Anshuang even more unwilling to open his eyes, and muttered vaguely: "Don't worry about it."

Perhaps it was because Xie Anshuang's voice sounded soft, as if he was being coquettish.

Xing Wenshu couldn't help chuckling again, tucked the corner of the quilt for him with one hand, tidied his loose hair for a while, and reported gently: "All the masked men have been arrested, two committed suicide by biting their tongues, the last For the time being, I let the Imperial Forest Army be imprisoned and guarded carefully."

"In addition, regarding the matter of His Majesty's poisoning, I have ordered the imperial doctor not to disclose it. At present, I only say that His Majesty is resting first."

"The rest of the ministers will also make arrangements for His Majesty, Your Majesty, please rest assured and sleep for a while."

Xie Anshuang listened in a daze, and basically didn't take it into his head. He only knew that Xing Wenshu was there, and he just needed to rest in peace.

But Xing Wenshu's injury was more serious than his.

Xie Anshuang frowned and barely opened his eyes, and saw the bandage wrapped around Xing Wenshu's hand at a glance.

His consciousness was not so clear, he stretched out his hand and tugged at the corner of Xing Wenshu's clothes, and asked softly without thinking, "What about you?"

Xing Wenshu sensed the slight force coming from the cuff, and was a little taken aback by his question, then lowered his head to meet his slightly confused gaze.

Obviously in a state of confusion, he forgot to cover up his inappropriate words.

Xing Wenshu smiled slightly, put his outstretched hand back under the quilt, and said softly: "It's okay, your majesty's health is more important."

As he spoke, he gently placed his palms between Xie An's foreheads, and continued: "Your Majesty, please rest for a while, and you will feel better after a good night's sleep."

Xie Anshuang was instinctively attached to the icy cold temperature, and unconsciously rubbed against Xing Wenshu's palm, and finally stopped forcing herself to stay awake, and fell asleep with An Xin's eyes closed.

A night without dreams.

It was not until the next day that Xie Anshuang, who had slept peacefully, woke up from his sleep.

However, due to the toxicity of Qianxiao Poison, even if he sleeps soundly, he will have a headache and chest tightness when he wakes up.

Then get some sleep.

The always casual little emperor simply turned over, planning to take this opportunity to have a good time in bed.Anyway, since he ascended the throne, no one has ever dared to disturb him when he was resting. Every time he was poisoned, he would let himself sleep as long as he wanted.

But this time it was obviously different.

Not long after Xie Anshuang turned over, he heard a familiar voice behind him.

"Your Majesty is awake?"

Having a premonition of what Xing Wenshu was going to say next, the uncomfortable little emperor pulled up the quilt, covered his head directly, and replied confidently and unreasonably: "No."

His voice was covered by the quilt, and it sounded muffled, much like a child who was angry.

Xing Wenshu didn't expect him to stay in bed, so he couldn't help but burst out laughing, so he stepped forward and gently tugged at his quilt: "Don't worry, Your Majesty, it's already the time of day, if you don't get up and have breakfast, it will be bad for your health."

Xie Anshuang pulled the quilt tighter, completely unmoved.

Judging from the previous relationship with Xing Wenshu, when Xing Wenshu told him to finish his breakfast, he would probably nag and persuade him to deal with government affairs.

The first day of a toxic attack is often the most uncomfortable, and he doesn't want to force himself to cheer up to deal with the group of ministers at this time.

However, at this moment, he heard Xing Wenshu's still gentle voice outside the quilt: "The imperial doctor has told me that your majesty is very resistant to poison and medicine, but I thought that your majesty would be somewhat uncomfortable, so I specially used In my own name, I asked the Imperial Dining Room to make some medicinal food, and your majesty may feel more comfortable after sleeping with the medicinal food."

"In addition, please rest assured, Your Majesty. I have already told the other ministers that Your Majesty was disturbed by assassins and will not see any visitors today."

Xie Anshuang did not expect that Xing Wenshu would consider this step.

He pursed his lower lip under the quilt, and remained motionless after a while, determined not to get up.

Standing by the bed, Xing Wenshu seemed to have nothing to do with him, so he sighed softly and said, "Your Majesty, let's rest for a while."

Hearing the sound of footsteps gradually walking away, Xie Anshuang tightly clenched the hand of the quilt corner.He has long been used to enduring all the discomfort alone, and he doesn't need anyone to care about him extra at this time.

It doesn't matter who it is.

Unknowingly, he recalled the tight hug when he fell off the palace wall last night.

... The last thing he needs is Xing Wenshu's concern.

Xie Anshuang took a light breath, calmed down his complicated thoughts, and took a nap for a while before he felt sleepy.

When he woke up again, it was already the beginning of the morning.

Sleeping too much would exacerbate the headache, Xie Anshuang reckoned that Xing Wenshu should have left by now, so he slowly sat up from the bed.

Then he met Xing Wenshu who was sitting not far away with a scroll in his hand.

"Your Majesty, are you awake?" Xing Wenshu smiled at him gently, and put down the scroll in his hand, "The water minister who washed the water just ordered someone to change it, and the water temperature should be just right now."

"In addition, the breakfast minister has also kept the imperial dining room warm. Although it is almost time for lunch, I still have to eat some."

Xie An clutched the bed sheet with his fingertips, barely suppressed his emotions, raised his eyebrows lightly and asked: "Isn't Prime Minister Xing very busy with all kinds of affairs, why is he so free today and still in his lonely room?"

Xing Wenshu responded with a smile: "The other things are not as important as His Majesty's. Your Majesty is sick, and I can't be at ease even if I go to do things. It's better to stay here. If Your Majesty needs something, I'll take care of you." Can take care of His Majesty in time."

Speaking of this, he poured out another cup of warm tea, brought it to Xie Anshuang, and said in a warm voice: "This is the calming tea brewed by the court servants. Your Majesty may have a headache if you sleep for too long. Drinking some soothing tea may make you feel better." some."

Xie Anshuang followed the teacup he handed over to Xiao Xu, and saw the bandage wrapped around his left wrist at a glance, and it was obvious that his wrist could no longer twist and exert force, and it was only barely touching the edge of the saucer.

Even though he was hurt like this, he insisted on saying something to take care of him.

Xing Wenshu...

How deep must he sink before he is willing to give up.