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The gate of Mingde Palace was gently pushed open, and the footsteps of the visitors were not light or heavy. The new emperor rubbed the slightly frowning brows tiredly, his face as white as jade carving was shrouded by the shaking candlelight, lifeless and lifeless. Brighten up a bit.

"Ah Ci." As he said, the frown between his brows softened, like a little rose blooming.

Xie Ci is the cloud and sea immersed in his deep black eyes, his little rose.

Xie Ci wore a fish-white robe for a rare occasion today. Wu Yanqing has always known that Xie Ci prefers those bright colored clothes, grass green and crimson red. Wearing it on a young man will make his eyebrows and eyes sprout another kind of vitality and beauty.

Xie Ci has never liked dull colors, such as fish white, natural white, and deep black.

But Wu Yanqing prefers these.

The young man was clearly trying to curry favor with him, or in other words, he came with some kind of petty thinking.

Wu Yanqing doesn't dislike the tricks that young people play on him occasionally, he is always willing to indulge the other party, on the premise that the other party will not leave him, even if the other party will scratch his throat.

Xie Ci's fingers are very white, especially when the slender joints are holding the glazed soup bowl, they complement each other, and the trance will give people an illusion that they are crystal clear and delusional in their mouths.

His imperial concubine's eyes were full of water, her voice was so much gentler than before, alternately hypocritical and hypocritical, she softly said to him: "Your Majesty, the imperial dining room made corn and beef bone soup today. I tasted it and it tasted pretty good. I'll give you some to try."

Wu Yan looked at him intently, and after a while, he slightly curled his lips: "Ah Ci has a heart."

Xie Ci didn't dare to look him in the eye, he was always so timid, and even when he did something bad, he almost had 'guilty' written on his face, making people unbearable to criticize him harshly.

The eunuch next to him bowed and said to the emperor, "Your Majesty, the silver needle is ready."

Wu Yan lowered his eyes, as if he didn't see Xie Ci's trembling fingers, and said in a normal tone: "No need, you don't need to test the poison on the food brought by the imperial concubine in the future."

The eunuch whispered: "Your Majesty, this is unreasonable."

Wu Yanqing waved his hand to express that there is no need to say more, and the eunuch had no choice but to back down.

Xie Ci couldn't help biting his upper lip, unable to tell what was in his heart.

Wu Yanqing took a sip from the spoon, as if he didn't know anything, he walked towards the flame given by Xie Ci without hesitation, and let the flame devour his flesh and bones.

He even smiled and said: "The soup that Ah Ci personally delivered is really delicious, if Ah Ci can come to deliver the soup every day, I will be happier?"

Xie Ci didn't speak, but curled his fingers slightly together, a little scared.

He was afraid that Wu Yanqing would know something, and he was also afraid that the deep and ambiguous emotions in the other party's eyes would annihilate him.

But he clearly didn't like the other party, and even feared and hated him.

It is impossible for him and Wu Yanqing to coexist peacefully. Sooner or later, they will stand on opposite sides, because he always pursues freedom like the wilderness, while the other party always wants to imprison him on a high tower and possess him without reservation.

Xie Ci told himself that he should not soften his heart.Not to mention being soft-hearted towards Wu Yanqing.

He reluctantly showed a smile: "Okay, if you like me, I can send you off every day, it's not too difficult."

Wu Yanqing looked at him, and said after a while: "This is the first time Ah Ci smiled at me in so many days."

Xie Ci restrained his smile when he heard the words, and felt a little uneasy.He knew that his behavior was a little strange, so he could only try his best to hide his abnormality clumsily.

"Can't you? If you don't like it, forget it. I'll leave now."

The tone is pretending to be angry, but it also seems to be coquettish.

Wu Yanqing has always been fond of him.In fact, it is not accurate to say that, Wu Yanqing seems to like every aspect of him.

As expected, he fell into the opponent's arms.

Wu Yanqing's body is always very cold, like a stone man with no signs of life, but as soon as Xie Ci touches him, the other person's body will heat up quickly, as if afraid of freezing him or making him uncomfortable.

Wu Yanqing lowered his head and kissed his lips, and said softly, "I like it."

He handed the soup bowl to Xie Ci, the candle flames bloomed in his eyes, as if the bottomless abyss finally had the key to the light, he whispered: "Ah Ci, can you please feed me?"

Wu Yan pursed his lips, and his cold face showed a bit of unspeakable loneliness: "I have seen many ordinary couples in temples in the past. In order to appear close, they are always willing to feed each other."

"At that time, there was still a strong poison in my body, and I held the idea that I could live a day, but occasionally I would have some delusions."

"I think, I can always meet the person I love and grow old with him forever."

Xie Ci's hands paused slightly, he lowered his eyes and fed the soup to Wu Yanqing, his slender and pale fingers trembled slightly, Wu Yanqing helped him to stabilize.

Xie Ci took a deep breath and said, "Drink the soup as you please, you are so much more eloquent."

Wu Yanqing fluttered her eyelashes slightly, and smiled lightly: "My lady taught me that."

Xie Ci's face turned red.

After Xie Ci packed up his things and left, the chief eunuch said worriedly: "Your Majesty, this soup is poisoned. The imperial concubine got the 'Hundred Days Drunk' from somewhere, and it's still a bit troublesome to detoxify it."

Wu Yanqing lowered his eyes and said casually: "It's okay, keep staring, Ah Ci is always easy to soften his heart."

Why bother?The chief eunuch sighed, said no more, bowed and withdrew.

The hidden guard who stared at Xie Ci came back within two days and said that the imperial concubine had not added powder to the soup since the third day.

The chief eunuch breathed a sigh of relief.

Wu Yanqing knocked on the chopping board with his fingers, Ah Ci really softened his heart, as he expected, next he only needs to pretend to be sick to catch those masterminds behind the scenes.

In Wu Yanqing's dark eyes, it seemed as if a muddy swamp had sprung up, and he wanted to lift up those high-ranking nobles and nobles together.

Throat itching slightly, Wu Yanqing coughed twice uncontrollably, the smell of rust spread everywhere, he stretched out his pale wrist, bright red blood appeared in the palm of his hand impressively.

Wu Yanqing's brows became even more bleak, as if there was a lingering death breath.

**

The emperor soon fell ill, and the illness was so severe that almost overnight, he even lost the strength to speak.

The emperor fell ill, the country had no master, and the blood of the Dayuan royal family was weak, not to mention that after the new emperor took over the throne, the other princes had accidents, dead and disabled, and there was no one who could take over the big job. people.

Just when everyone didn't know what to do, that Concubine Xie suddenly took the imperial decree, stating that the emperor asked him to act as regent temporarily.

The whole country was in an uproar, especially the children of the gentry, who almost raised the banner of rebellion.

The reason is nothing more than that Xie Ci is not of the blood of the Marquis, but just a common man, and the customary rule of the Yuan Dynasty is that the harem is not allowed to interfere in politics.

They didn't quarrel for too long, since Xie Chi was appointed as Regent by the imperial concubine, within a few days, those talkative people were completely suppressed.

Xie Ci was sitting at the newly added desk next to the dragon chair. He was undoubtedly apprehensive. He looked at Xie Chi several times, and only after seeing Xie Chi's gesture of pursing his lips and smiling at him, he managed to calm down.

Xie Ci was bumped into the position of the country leader overnight, he couldn't react at all, it was Xie Chi who led him step by step to the present.

Xie Ci is not such a smart person, more often he is like a dodder, at first he attached himself to Xiehou's mansion to run freely, and later he attached himself to the emperor to run amok.

Now he has nothing to rely on, Shen Tang is not decisive enough, too strict with the way of a gentleman's loyalty to the emperor, he dare not make a move, and misses the opportunity.Therefore, Xie Ci can only rely on his younger brother Xie Chi, who has clearly revealed his wolf ambition and covetous heart.

Xie Chi has almost a natural sensitivity in political affairs. He has exhausted his tricks and knows that the emperor is not easy to deal with. There are eyeliners all over the palace, so he adjusted his strategy three days after letting Xie Ci poison him. Make the appearance of being moved, in order to confuse the emperor.

The poison that was applied three days ago was indeed a 'hundred-day drunk', it would not cause death, it would only make people linger, it was a chronic poison.

But three days later, after the emperor's vigilance was weakened, the poison Xie Chi ordered was even more sinister.

It's called 'Daydrunk'.

The name 'Daytime Drunk' means that drunkenness in the daytime destroys the central nervous system, and it has a hypnotic effect on blood gu insects.

It can be said that Wu Yanqing is now a vegetable, and even if he is lucky enough to wake up, he will not survive a quarter of an hour.

Furthermore, now that the government is in the hands of Xie Chi, even the military power is divided into two parts, one half is collected by Xie Chi, and the other half is subordinate to Xiao Chong.

The era that belonged to Wu Yanqing was about to be completely annihilated in the red dust of history.

After the courtiers were gone, Xie Ci hammered his slightly numb calf, and just stood up, when he was gently embraced by a strong wrist, Xie Ci knew who it was without turning his head.

Who could it be if it wasn't his bold younger brother Xie Chi?

The masculine scent was very strong, especially the familiar scent of mandarin duck vines on Xie Chi's body, which enveloped Xie Ci's breath layer by layer, and the overly intimate gesture made Xie Ci's ears redden.

The young man should be a little embarrassed, and shouted in a low voice: "Xie Chi, you are presumptuous, this is in the Golden Luan Hall."

Xie Chi laughed lowly, his voice was a little hoarse, but with a youthful clarity, it was pleasant and pleasant to hear: "Brother, why is he so tempered?"

As he spoke, Xie Ci could feel the other party's hand leaning against his waist slipping slightly, and half of his body became numb all of a sudden. He panted softly, and said in a low voice, "Don't call me brother."

This time, not only the roots of the ears, but also half of the cheeks were red.

Xie Chi chuckled and said no more.

Xie Ci is already far away from him now, Xie Chi doesn't care, Xie Ci's vague resistance and concern towards him is clear in Xie Chi's heart.

After all, the two have been together as brothers for more than ten years, and it is extremely normal that it is difficult to reverse it for a while.

Xie Chi gently held his elder brother's hand, with his five fingers facing down naturally, and his ten fingers clasped tightly.Xie Ci's hands are relatively soft, and the frame is not big, but they are slender and beautiful.

Such a scene is almost something that can only be realized in a dream.

Xie Chi has had countless dreams about Xie Ci, and now, they are about to come true one by one.

With a calm face, Xie Chi gently hugged his elder brother's waist, and whispered in his ear to analyze the situation in the court. He told Xie Ci how to show face to those courtiers, when and what to say.

Especially for the last item, it has been a long time in the court, and the courtiers' papers are as numerous as snowflakes, Xie Ci can't correct them, so he has to keep piling them up.Now the memorials on the chopping board have been piled up for several days, and the court ministers are also quite critical, Xie Ci really has no choice, he and Shen Tangzhi can't meet in private, so they can only ask Xie Chi for help.

Xie Chi's face was still the same as usual, calm and indifferent. He calmly made a request to his poor brother. It is naturally possible to ask him to correct the memorial, but it needs to pay some price.

Xie Chi corrected a copy, Xie Ci wanted to kiss him.