Prime Minister, he just refuses to usurp the throne

After returning to the palace that night, Xie Anshuang simply rested overnight in the secret room of Qiwu Hall. When he returned to Chang'an Hall the next day, he immediately saw Xing Wenshu waiting at the door.

"Meet Your Majesty, good day Your Majesty."

Xing Wenshu still had the same expression as usual, gentle and decent.

Xie Anshuang's footsteps were a little slow, and he walked over after a while, and said, "Second Master Xing has been very diligent recently."

Xing Wenshu responded with a smile: "After all, I have nothing else to do, so I should focus on taking care of Your Majesty."

Xie Anshuang glanced at him: "Are you blaming Gu?"

"Your Majesty is joking. I am willing to follow all of His Majesty's will, so naturally I will not feel resentful because of His Majesty's instructions." Xing Wenshu replied still submissively, "It is my honor to stay by Your Majesty's side."

Hearing his sincere words, Xie Anshuang looked like he didn't believe it, and asked: "Second Young Master Xing said it lightly. If you are alone and relegated to a remote place, would you be happy?"

Xing Wenshu replied: "The minister will do his duty faithfully, do his best to find an opportunity, and return to His Majesty's side."

"..." Xie Anshuang met the pure loyalty in his eyes, and was speechless for a while, and simply stopped talking, and went straight back to Chang'an Hall.

Xing Wenshu followed him into the hall, served him tea and water as usual, and then helped him tidy up his messy desk.

Originally, he was only serving as a bodyguard, but now he looks more like a bodyguard.

Fuyuan is probably not as diligent as him.

Xie Anshuang was sitting at the side table with one hand resting his chin, watching him tidy up after busy work, and his thoughts went nowhere.

Just at this time, there was a knock on the door, and it was Fuyuan who brought the breakfast.

Fuyuan came in with a food box, and after saluting, he took out the food bowls and chopsticks from the food box one by one, except that besides the regular breakfast, there was also a plate of pastries in the shape of a bunny.

Xie Anshuang looked at the pastry with doubts in his eyes: "Why is there this?"

Fu Yuan quickly replied: "Report to Your Majesty, Prime Minister Xing made this specially for Your Majesty."

"...?" Xie An paused, and subconsciously raised his head to look in Xing Wenshu's direction, just in time to meet his gaze.

Xing Wenshu smiled, put down the items in his hand and walked over, saying: "Didn't your majesty say that if you are sincere, you can do it yourself? This is what I took time to go to the imperial dining room to learn from the imperial chefs these few days. If your majesty doesn't mind it, you can give it a try. "

Xie Anshuang didn't expect that he actually went to the imperial dining room to learn how to make pastries, and he made them well.

The so-called gentleman is far away from the chef. Xing Wenshu was obviously a person who knew nothing about cooking before. It must have taken a lot of effort to make the little rabbit pastries so exquisite.

He obviously doesn't need to do this.

Xie Anshuang glanced at the three small and exquisite rabbits in the small plate, and said after a while: "Gu is not in the mood to eat any cakes right now, let's go."

Fuyuan seemed a little embarrassed, and looked in Xing Wenshu's direction.

Xing Wenshu still looked very calm, and said: "Okay. The minister will do it for Your Majesty next time when His Majesty is interested."

It seemed that what Xie Anshuang disliked was not the cakes he had tried so hard to find from the Royal Cook Institute, but the pastries bought in ordinary markets.

Fuyuan glanced at Xie Anshuang, who lowered his head slightly to hide his emotions, and then at Xing Wenshu, who was always smiling gently. Finally, he listened to half of the instructions, temporarily put the pastry on another table not far away, and then took his leave first.

The following breakfast time was basically the same as usual. Xie Anshuang finished his breakfast slowly, and Xing Wenshu waited for him to finish eating and started to pack his things.

It's just that when he was packing, he didn't know whether it was intentional or not, he missed the bunny pastry that was temporarily placed on another table.

After Xing Wenshu left, Xie Anshuang was the only one left in Chang'an Hall.

Originally, he was just sitting at the table and playing with cups in boredom, but before he knew it, his eyes drifted to the pastry on the other side.

It was a pastry that Xing Wenshu specially tried to make for him, a non-poisonous pastry.

...want to eat.

Xie Anshuang sat and struggled for a long time, but couldn't help standing up after a while, picked up one of the little rabbits and took a bite.

The soft, glutinous and sweet taste spread between the lips and tongue. Compared with the pastries he ate when he was young, it didn't feel so delicate, and it was a little too sweet.But after the sweet taste, there was no bitterness, let alone any signs of poisoning that would make him feel uncomfortable.

This is the purest dessert, the dessert that contains Xing Wenshu's heart.

He lowered his head slightly, the emotions on his face were covered and he couldn't see clearly.

Xie Anshuang unknowingly finished eating the three little rabbits, and then...then rushed back to the table without saying a word and started pouring water.

It should be said that a novice is still a novice, this pastry is really too sweet.

So when Xing Wenshu came back, he happened to see Xie Anshuang just pouring himself a cup of tea.

Xing Wenshu: "...?"

Xie Anshuang met Xing Wenshu's slightly confused eyes, and his movements froze. Then he pretended to be calm and put down the teacup, as if nothing had happened just now, got up and walked to the desk to do something else.

Xing Wenshu tactfully did not bring up this topic, and seemed to casually glance at the place where the pastries were placed before, and saw that there was nothing there, even the plate and pastries were gone.

It seems that the amount was not controlled well, and the pastry was made too sweet.

Xing Wenshu understood the reason for Xie Anshuang's actions almost immediately, and decided to try to improve next time.

However, his little majesty is still as frank as ever.

He turned his gaze to Xie Anshuang who seemed to be writing something in front of the desk, with a smile in his eyes, he walked over to rub the ink for him.

The next whole day will be about the same as usual.

When Xie Anshuang was going to do something in the Chang'an Palace, Xing Wenshu could always guess what he was thinking, and do some trivial things for him, with a humble and submissive attitude throughout the whole process, doing what he was asked to do.

Later, Xie Anshuang almost forgot that he intended to make things difficult for Xing Wenshu.

He rested his chin on one hand at the desk and looked at Xing Wenshu, who was thinking about what kind of tea to make, with a complicated expression.

...Forget it, don't rush for a while.

Xie Anshuang's gaze unconsciously fell on Xing Wenshu's knuckle-boned hand.

Such slender fingers must look good when playing the piano.

With a thought in his mind, he suddenly said, "Xing Shen."

"The minister is here." Xing Wenshu put down the tea in his hand and looked back, "What orders does Your Majesty have?"

Xie Anshuang asked again: "Can you play the piano?"

Xing Wenshu smiled slightly, and replied: "I know some. Does Your Majesty want to hear it?"

Xie Anshuang said directly: "There is a guqin in the side hall, go and move it."

"Okay." Xing Wenshu responded, and went to the side hall to bring the guqin he was talking about, and put it skillfully. Obviously, he played the guqin before.

He put the guqin in place and tuned it, then looked at Xie Anshuang again, and asked, "Is there any music you want to hear, Your Majesty?"

Xie Anshuang replied casually: "I don't know the rhythm, so you can play as you like."

Xing Wenshu responded and began to play after thinking for a while.

The tune he chose was a lighter tune, flowing cheerfully like clear spring water, ding ding dong dong to wider streams, rivers and seas.

It's a song that fits him very well.

Growing up freely in adversity, but not being arrogant and sloppy because of the flatness of the growth path, always moving forward with firm steps in a higher and farther direction.

Xie Anshuang still rested his chin, looked at Xing Wenshu who was sitting upright in the white clothes of Shengxue, briefly put aside his complicated thoughts, and quietly traced his focused and serious face with his own eyes.

I have to say that Xing Wenshu is really good-looking, and has a gentle and clean temperament, which is the type that can easily make people feel good.

In the future, he will definitely have a woman who is willing to walk side by side with him.

Xie Anshuang felt a little sour in his heart.

In the final analysis, even without the future plan, it would be impossible between him and Xing Wenshu.How could such an excellent person like a man like him?

He lowered his eyes slightly to collect his thoughts, and suddenly interrupted after a long while: "Okay, stop playing."

The flowing music stopped abruptly, and Xing Wenshu raised his eyes to look at him: "Your Majesty doesn't like this piece of music?"

Xie Anshuang didn't answer, just said: "I'm lonely, I don't want to hear it anymore."

Hearing this, Xing Wenshu was not dissatisfied with his whim, and said: "It's getting late, so Your Majesty should rest first."

After he finished speaking, he stood up, went to the place where Xie Anshuang usually kept the Anshen incense, took out a small part, and ignited it for him.

Xie Anshuang had gotten used to his care for the past few days, and sat there waiting for Xing Wenshu to come and remove the hair crown for him after lighting the Anshen incense, and combed his hair gently.

"Okay, Majesty, go and rest." Xing Wenshu put the untied hair crown aside and arranged it neatly.

Xie Anshuang got up according to her words, went to the bed and took off her coat, got into the bed and lay down comfortably.

Sure enough, no matter what time of day, it is the most comfortable bed.

Xu Shi could see that his expression had finally relaxed, and Xing Wenshu smiled even deeper, saying: "Your Majesty, rest well, and if there is nothing wrong, I will leave first."

Xie Anshuang, who was in a good mood, was also more frank than before, and seemed to express emotion unintentionally: "Xing Aiqing has become more and more proficient in taking care of people. I don't know which girl will be so lucky in the future."

Hearing his words, Xing Wenshu just chuckled and said: "Your Majesty is joking. I am not interested in love affairs. The only thing I want is to continue to be by Your Majesty's side. I am only willing to take care of Your Majesty."

Xie Anshuang didn't seem to believe his words, and continued: "In the future, if Xing Aiqing is willing to promise someone, for the sake of Xing Aiqing's diligence, Gu would not mind giving you a marriage."

Xing Wenshu's smile remained unchanged, and he continued to use the same rhetoric: "Your Majesty is joking. I am still young, and I am not in a hurry to talk about marriage. If that day really comes, I am afraid that Your Majesty will still say that I am treasonous."

Xie Anshuang didn't turn the corner: "It's just a marriage, what's so outrageous? Is Gu such a stingy person?"

Xing Wenshu smiled and said nothing, and changed the subject: "It's not early, so I will leave first. Good night, Your Majesty."

Hearing this, Xie Anshuang didn't bother anymore, and waved his hand to let him go down.

Xing Wenshu nodded in greeting, raised his eyes and looked at Xie Anshuang, who had already turned his back and was about to sleep, the bottom of his eyes that were originally filled with a smile became deep.

The person he wanted was already in front of him.

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Thanks to [Qianzi Anying] for the mine mua!