Prime Minister, he just refuses to usurp the throne

Early the next morning, Xie Anshuang was woken up by Xing Wenshu.

Last night without the assistance of Anshenxiang, the effect of the medicine in his body did not recur, but he had that nightmare repeatedly several times, and he basically couldn’t sleep for a long time. After being woken up, his mental state was very poor, and he sat on the edge of the bed in a daze sleepy.

When Xing Wenshu entered the room, he clearly noticed that the smell in the room was different from before. Seeing his state, he couldn't help but blame himself: "But the dose of Anshenxiang was lowered last night, Your Majesty had nightmares again?"

"Haha..." Xie Anshuang yawned, "It has nothing to do with you. Gu got up last night and accidentally knocked it over."

He raised his hands and rubbed his eyes, the loose sleeves slid down, just revealing the slightly red and swollen wrists from the impact last night.

Xing Wenshu noticed his state sharply, and asked with a frown, "Your Majesty, what happened to your hand? What happened last night?"

It was only then that Xie Anshuang remembered that there were marks on his wrist that had been bumped, and subconsciously withdrew his hands, and replied: "It's nothing, it's just that I bumped into the incense burner shelf when I woke up last night."

"How come you didn't call me out like this?" Xing Wenshu took his hand distressedly to check, "Fortunately, the collision was not serious. Please wait a moment, Your Majesty, I ordered the palace people to prepare some cold water."

After speaking, he walked straight outside the house, not giving Xie Anshuang the slightest chance to refuse.

Xie Anshuang looked at him acting as a palace official outside the house, but finally just lowered his eyelashes and remained silent.

After a while, the palace man brought a basin of cold water with a clean handkerchief beside it.

Xing Wenshu soaked the handkerchief and wrung it dry, then walked up to Xie Anshuang and half knelt down, gently took his bruised hand, and covered the handkerchief.

The cold fingertips and handkerchief covered Xie An's palms and wrists, and the gentle force seemed to be treating some fragile treasure.

Xie Anshuang looked at Xing Wenshu's focused profile, but was still reluctant to take out his hand. After a moment of confusion, Xing Wenshu ended the short ice compress and retracted his hand first. By the way, Wen Sheng told him to be careful when using his hands. Let Yuan Mu bring him a plaster later.

He didn't make any response the whole time, and looked down at his wrist halfway, not knowing what he was thinking.

Xing Wenshu only thought that he didn't have a good rest last night, and didn't think too much about it, and soon he temporarily resigned to prepare breakfast.

It wasn't until the breakfast prepared by Xing Wenshu that Xie Anshuang finally recovered from his thoughts.

For him, the most urgent task is not to think about any romantic things here, but to continue to avoid getting along with Xing Wenshu as much as possible until Yuan Mu finds a way to solve the effect of the medicine in his body.

Fortunately, because of his poor condition, he handed over the new memorials backlogged in the imperial study to Xing Wenshu in a very reasonable manner, and Xing Wenshu agreed without hesitation.

So for almost a whole day today, Xie An and his wife were in the imperial study, but they refused all the ministers who came to see him with peace of mind, and told them to go to Xing Wenshu if they had something to do.

And he himself hid in a specially opened small room next to the imperial study room, and did not allow Xing Wenshu to disturb him in the name of sleeping. In fact, he was bored and found a few books to pass the time. Occasionally, when ministers came, they overheard the conversation between Xing Wenshu and them. dialogue.

Since the case of the senior son of the Guan family was known, there was no major incident happening in the court for the time being, and what the officials said were all insignificant and trivial matters, which could have been directly decided by Xing Wenshu, who is the prime minister.

Sometimes Xie Anshuang would lean against the door of the small room, listening to Xing Wenshu's gentle and calm reply outside the door, imagining that if he became emperor in the future, he might face the officials and the world with such a calm attitude. Sheji.

That's fine too.

He withdrew his mind and continued to go back to bedside to read a book. After the whole day, except for lunch and dinner, he had no contact with Xing Wenshu, covering up five or six short-term relapses today.

While having dinner, Xing Wenshu also reported to him the situation of today's memorial and the information reported by the officials.

The contents of the memorial were almost the same as before. It was almost all nonsense and greetings, and there were few things that were serious, and it was not a big deal. Xing Wenshu replied for him.

As for the officials who came to see and report in person, they were also trivial matters that should not be dealt with urgently, and what Xing Wenshu reported to him was almost the same as what he heard today.

However, in addition to these daily reports, there are many officials who are worried about state affairs and persistently report to ask for heavier punishment on the Guan family.

Xing Wenshu had no decision-making power in this matter, and only said that he would try his best to explain the seriousness of the matter to Xie Anshuang.

Xie Anshuang heard his report on this matter, of course understood what he meant, but still just ignored it as if he didn't hear it or saw it, and asked about Lian Yuan's situation.

Xing Wenshu could naturally see his intentions, but he didn't say much, and reported the situation on Lian Yuan's side as he said.

I don't know if it's because of the failure of poisoning, Lian Yuan stayed behind closed doors all day today, and didn't let other palace people in to serve her. Except that her personal maid would bring in three meals a day, there was nothing about Lian Yuan. News of the kite activity.

However, there was no news, which didn't mean that the little princess suddenly figured out that she didn't plan to make trouble. Xing Wenshu, who should pay attention, still reminded Xie Anshuang to pay attention, lest she was actually planning some other big event.

Xie Anshuang naturally wouldn't take this lightly, nodded in response and didn't continue these topics, and finished dinner quietly.

And at night, considering that he accidentally injured his hand last night, Xing Wenshu will definitely pay attention to the movement in the room tonight.Without Anshenxiang, he couldn't sleep soundly. After thinking about it, he simply avoided Xing Wenshu in the name of staying in the Qiwu Palace, and tricked Ru Nian in the excuse of wanting to go out of the palace to relax, and directly put on night clothes and wandered out of the palace.

I don't want to be noticed by Xing Wenshu, mainly because I don't want to give him more opportunities to sympathize. I don't want Ru Nian to know, and I'm afraid of causing her and Ru Huai Zizi and them to worry again.

His own physical condition was not worthy of so many people worrying about him.

Xie Anshuang stabilized his mask, glanced at the crescent moon in the clear sky, and then used his lightness kung fu to head towards the more remote direction of the capital.

He couldn't guarantee when he would relapse again at night, and he would be in greater danger if he went out to hide from others, so he had to be as cautious as possible.

Xie Anshuang chose to go out at a later time this time. It was already midnight, and the people in the capital had already finished their day's work and fell into a peaceful sleep. The whole capital was quiet and peaceful.

There were not many roads to choose from from the secret passage of the palace to the capital, Xie Anshuang chose the one he was most familiar with, bypassed a small forest, and headed to the east of the capital.

Because of his habit of going to the Xing Mansion in the east before he became the throne, even if Xing Wenshu was not in the Xing Mansion after he became the throne, he still liked to go to the east first when he went out at night.

However, this time, before he had gone far, he heard a familiar Xun sound coming from the woods. It was the soothing song that Wen Ran played for him when he was still looking for the masked thief.

Could it be Wen Ran playing near here?

Xie Anshuang always felt that such a coincidence was impossible, but he couldn't help following the sound, and after turning a few turns, he saw Wen Ran sitting on a big tree concentrating on playing.

Wen Ran was still wearing the silver-white mask he was used to wearing, and there was an emerald green bamboo flute pinned to his waist, which shone brightly in the scattered moonlight.

Thinking about it carefully, he hadn't seen Wen Ran for quite a while.

Xie Anshuang stood behind a big tree not far away, looking at Wen Ran who was high up in front of him, and unconsciously heard the end of the whole piece of music before returning to his senses.

He took another look at Wen Ran from a distance, and finally decided to turn around and leave.

Actually, he and Wen Ran shouldn't have anything to do with each other, people from different worlds.

However, before he could take a step, he heard a leisurely voice behind him.

"The young master has listened to my song here, and left without showing his face. Isn't it too heartless?"

Xie Anshuang's footsteps were stagnant, but he still didn't turn his head, and paused for a while.

His original intention of going out of the palace was to hide from people, but judging from the situation of the relapse last night, the probability of the night is still relatively low, and he doesn't really want to... miss this rare opportunity to meet.

After a while, Xie Anshuang finally made up his mind and turned to look in Wen Ran's direction.

When Wen Ran saw his face clearly, she seemed a little surprised, but soon turned into joy, and jumped straight from the tree to him: "An'an! It's you! I haven't seen you for a long time, but I miss you!"

Xie Anshuang was used to his straight-forward temperament, so he simply dodged to avoid his impulsive embrace.

Xing Wenshu was just a fake move. After he dodged, he turned his hand, rubbed his head smoothly, and said with a smile: "Why did An An leave without saying hello?"

Xie Anshuang waved his hand away, looked away and said, "I don't really want to meet."

"I don't believe it." Xing Wenshu didn't look like he was shocked at all, "You must still want to see me, otherwise you must have run away just now~"

Xie Anshuang choked, really unable to refute his words.

Seeing this, Xing Wenshu put his backhand on his shoulder while his mind was wandering, and continued: "It's rare to meet now, why don't we go for a walk together again? The capital city at night is quite interesting~"

Xie Anshuang really didn't see the fun of the dark and deserted capital.

He took away the hand of the person next to him again, regretting that he chose to turn around just now, and said indifferently: "I just want to hang out alone tonight."

"Hey..." Xing Wenshu looked quite regretful, but immediately cheered up and asked, "Why? Could it be that An An has encountered something troublesome? You can tell me, let your brother Wen Ran do it for you Troubleshooting~"

Xie Anshuang didn't intend to continue talking nonsense with him, so he lifted his feet and practiced lightness kung fu, and left neatly.

Of course, Xing Wenshu would not let him go alone, and immediately followed, only a step behind him, and he did not forget to yell pitifully: "Don't be so heartless, you see that there are not many people in the capital at night anyway. It's fate to meet, and it's fun to hang out with a friend."

Xie Anshuang ignored the noisy voices behind him, but his pace was obviously slower than before he met Wen Ran.

The capital city of Zishi was lonely and empty, Xie Anshuang jumped out of the small woods all the way, and the people behind him seemed to understand his noise, and stopped shouting at this moment, and only chatted a few words from time to time, as if telling Xie Anshuang that he still behind him.

He was walking around the capital aimlessly, and there was always a voice behind him who tried to talk to him from time to time, even if he didn't respond, that voice would not disappear.

The back was supposed to be the least revealing position to others, but somehow, Xie Anshuang felt very at ease.

At times like this, he can't help but come up with an idea - it's a rare blessing for him to know Wen Ran.

However, the world seems to always like to have some accidents inadvertently.

I don't know if he was too relaxed all of a sudden, but when he was about to jump from a branch of a big tree to the next, a familiar burning pain suddenly came from his heart.

——Just at this time!

Xie Anshuang suddenly lost his center of gravity and fell straight to the tree.

With the height of this tree, falling like this would at least result in a disability!

"His Majesty!"

Xing Wenshu, who was only one step behind him, tightened his heart, and rushed forward without thinking, trying to catch Xie Anshuang firmly before he fell.

Xie Anshuang clutched his chest tightly, his face showing pain, his body was still being pounded by the burning sensation, but his mood seemed to suddenly fall into a frozen lake.

He gritted his teeth and survived this brief relapse, and immediately struggled to leave Xing Wenshu's arms, supported the tree trunk with one hand to maintain his standing, looked up at the person in front of him, and said in a cold voice, "What did you call me just now? "

The author has something to say:

Wei Xing Wen Shuwei

play off eh

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These two days are relatively important plots. If nothing else, the next chapter will be the copywriting, so maybe there is no way to double-up tomorrow, but I will find a day to make up the mua in these two weeks!

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Thanks to [Qianzi Anying], [Xu Jiayao], and [Qianqian Diving] for the mine mua!