On how cannon fodder became a group favorite [Transmigration Book]

Counting the time spent on the road, Xie Yuanjia stayed outside for a total of ten days before returning to the palace. Chunyuya brought people to meet him outside. He stood at the gate of the palace and watched for a while before raising his heels to follow Chunyuya. Approach the palace.

"These days when the emperor is away from the palace, there are no major events in the palace." Chunyuya slowly reported the events of these days to Xie Yuanjia while walking, still as gentle as before, "How did the emperor go this trip?"

"It's very interesting." Xie Yuanjia nodded and said, "If there is a chance in the future, the teacher should go with him."

Chunyuya smiled softly, "If there is a chance."

Xie Yuanjia started to live a three-point-one-line life again, and went to court to read books and study, and his life returned to a peaceful state.I heard that when he returned to the court, Xie Yuanla brought Xie Fengyi to visit once. Xie Fengyi expressed great envy for him being able to go out and play. Children like to run all over the world, but Xie Yuanlan is not in good health and cannot go far. So he could only be imprisoned in the narrow area of ​​Chenwang Mansion.

After Xie Yuanjia found out, he sympathized with the child very much, thinking that if he still had a chance to go out in the future, see if he could be taken with him at that time, Brother Huang would never disagree.

"Your Majesty, don't get too used to him." Xie Yuanlan sighed helplessly, reached out and gently tapped Xie Fengyi's forehead, "Don't always pester your uncle, he is very busy."

Xie Fengyi blinked a pair of big black and white eyes, and scratched his head with a silly smile: "Father, I don't want to trouble my uncle."

"Brother Huang, don't be too strict with Fengyi." Xie Yuanjia persuaded, "Fengyi is only seven years old, and it is the time when children love to play most. Let him go."

Xie Yuanlan's eyes were full of smiles, and he nodded in response to several good words.

Coming out of the palace, Xie Fengyi lay down in the carriage and counted the fruits bestowed by the emperor to eat. Xie Yuanlan leaned on the carriage with folded arms and looked at him with complicated emotions in his eyes.

"Fengyi." Xie Yuanlan softly called his son's name.

Xie Fengyi counted the fruits and looked up at him with his swollen cheeks: "Father, what's the matter?"

Xie Yuanlan looked at him for a while before asking: "Does Fengyi like the emperor?"

"Uncle?" Xie Fengyi's chubby face shook, he nodded and said, "I like it."

"Why?" Xie Yuanlan folded his arms and looked at him with interest.

Xie Fengyi was a bit embarrassed, he was just under seven years old, it was difficult for him to explain why he likes it or not, after all, a child's liking is only a momentary thing, and sometimes there is no reason at all.

"Hmm... Uncle Huang will be very gentle with Fengyi, and will give him delicious food." Xie Fengyi thought for a long time before he came up with a reason that was not considered a reason.

Xie Yuanlan couldn't help laughing, "That's it?"

"Yeah." Xie Fengyi held up the fruit in his hand and said, "Father, look, this fruit is very sweet."

Xie Yuanlan stared at the fruit for a long time before reaching out to pick it up and stuffing it into his mouth. The taste was sour and sweet. It really deserved to be something specially offered by the palace, and it was still different from the palace.

"Fengyi." Xie Yuanlan finished eating the fruit slowly, and opened his mouth to ask softly: "If one day in the future, you may have the opportunity to enter the palace and live with your uncle, would you like it?"

Xie Fengyi nodded hastily: "I am willing!" He looked very happy, and then asked: "Then will father and king also live there together?"

Xie Yuanlan lowered his eyelids and chuckled, shook his head and said, "Father may not be able to go."

"Why?" Xie Fengyi was disappointed.

Xie Yuanlan raised her hand to touch his soft temples, her tone was almost inaudible: "Father is going to a place far, far away, and I can't stay with you for a long time."

"I don't want to go to the palace there, I want to go with my father." Xie Fengyi immediately held Xie Yuanlan's leg, rubbed his small face against his waist, and said coquettishly: "Your father, you can take your son with you."

Xie Yuanlan's eyes were full of sadness, but he said on his mouth: "Don't mess around, you have just passed the new year, and you have grown a year older, so you can't be as naughty and ignorant as before."

"Remember, if one day your father is gone, if there is anyone in this world who you can trust, that person must be your uncle. You must remember to hold him firmly, you know?"

Xie Fengyi didn't understand, but he could vaguely understand the seriousness in his father's tone, endured it for a long time, finally nodded lightly, and said aggrievedly: "My son knows."

Xie Yuanlan patted him on the shoulder gently, "Sleep if you're sleepy, your father will wake you up when you get home."

Xie Fengyi was a little apprehensive, but he was still a child after all, so he really fell asleep after a while.Xie Yuanlan heard the sound of his son's breathing gradually calming down in the carriage, and deep pain and reluctance appeared in his eyes.

God can't help it, if I...why take this step.

The weather is gradually warming up, the ice and snow in the palace have long since melted away, tender green shoots have sprouted on the trees in the courtyard of Jingying Palace, and a nest of swallows has built a nest under the beam. Xie Yuanjia likes to sit with snacks when he is free. From the porch, I watched the big swallows flying around to feed the little swallows in the nest, hoping that those little swallows would grow up quickly.

Chaozhong has nothing to be busy with recently, Fu Jinghong can complete all the bookmarks by himself, Xie Yuanjia can only hang out with Clinique all day long, bored to the point of counting the little swallows in a daze.

Fortunately, the spring hunting was about to begin. It was the first time for Xie Yuanjia to participate in this kind of large-scale event in ancient times. Of course he was excited. He had been prepared half a month earlier, waiting for the arrival of that day.

In fact, Xie Yuanjia was thinking that he and Ji Dairou were fellow villagers, but he really couldn't find a chance to talk to her. The two people were of different genders. In this kind of ancient times where men and women had great defenses, especially as he was still the emperor, he couldn't figure it out. If someone finds out that they have a relationship in private, that would be bad. First of all, Fu Jinghong can kill Ji Dairou first.

Even if there was too much curiosity in his heart and wanted to ask her about many things, Xie Yuanjia could only force himself to suppress it, maybe he would find an opportunity sometime and ask her well.

"What is the emperor thinking?" Clinique chattered for a long time, but when she turned her head and found that Xie Yuanjia was not listening, she came over curiously.

Xie Yuanjia came back to his senses, quickly shook his head and said, "I didn't think about anything, I was just in a daze."

"Oh." Clinique nodded in confusion, remembering Lan Kou's order to remind the emperor to drink porridge, pointed to the white fungus porridge on the table that night and said: "Auntie asked the imperial dining room to cook hot porridge, the emperor can drink some."

Xie Yuanjia turned his head to look at the bowl on the table, and frowned, "Why does Auntie like cooking porridge so much recently? I can't even eat it."

"Your Majesty is weak." Clinique persuaded, "Your Highness specially ordered that you lost weight due to an illness not long ago, and you need to make up for it."

Xie Yuanjia wondered why the ancient people liked to nourish their bodies so much, they could be prescribed medicinal diet even if they had a cold, and they could cause problems even if they were not sick.

"Oh." He reluctantly put down the small wooden sword Ji Shaoyan gave him, took the bowl from Clinique, and ate it with a small spoon.

Clinique watched his face carefully, saw that he finished the whole bowl of porridge slowly, opened his mouth to speak a few times, but suppressed it.

"Huh? What's the matter?" Xie Yuanjia put down the bowl in his hand, looked up at the frustrated expression on Clinique's face, and asked with concern: "Are you feeling unwell? Your face is so ugly."

Clinique hurriedly shook her head: "It's all right."

"By the way, the lord sent someone to tell him that he will go out of the palace in the next few days, and the affairs in the palace are temporarily handed over to the Prime Minister, and you are asked to consult him if you have anything to do."

"What?" Xie Yuanjia opened his eyes slightly, "The emperor left the palace? When did it happen?"

Clinique also looked depressed, "It was only in the morning that someone came to report this matter just now."

"Did the uncle say what he was going to do?" Xie Yuanjia asked after finishing the porridge, putting the bowl back, and wiping his mouth with a handkerchief.

Clinique shook her head again: "I don't know, the people sent by the prince didn't say what they were going to do, and they didn't say when they would be back."

This doesn't seem like Fu Jinghong's style of doing things. Xie Yuanjia was surprised. Recently, the palace and the palace are peaceful, and there are basically no major incidents. What kind of extraordinary things can make him leave the palace and run out?He left in such a hurry that it was too late to even give an advance notice.

"Forget it." Xie Yuanjia didn't think about these things either, "Maybe it's not convenient for others to know about the things that the emperor is busy with."

Clinique lowered her head, concealed the strangeness in her eyes, and silently took the plate out.

Seeing him leave, Xie Yuanjia still thought that Clinique seemed to have lost a lot of weight in the past few days, and her face was not as round as before. Comparing the two of them, it should be Clinique who should take good care of her body .

When Fu Jinghong comes back, he will give Clinique a good vacation and let him rest for ten days and a half months. If he wants to go home, then he will match him with a carriage and take him all the way back to have a look. Maybe it will be like this Makes Clinique happy.

Xie Yuanjia thought very well, he still likes Clinique's heartless laughing.

It was night, and there was silence in the palace. Jingying Palace was also guarded by guards as usual, and there were a few maids guarding the door for the night. Xie Yuanjia was sleeping sweetly on the bed inside.

A figure quietly avoided everyone's eyes and ears and entered the inner room. He was very agile and light. Even people with advanced martial arts might not be able to spot him. He was thin and light, and he didn't make a sound. Has landed firmly indoors.

There were only a few candles lit in the room, and the whole room was dark and it was impossible to see clearly. Through the bed curtain, one could vaguely see a person lying on the bed. Hearing his breathing, he must have really fallen asleep.

The assassin in black night clothes held a short dagger, and slowly approached the bed step by step. His face was covered with a black mask and his face could not be seen clearly, but his exposed eyes were very distinct, round and round, with some Indifference that does not match temperament.

He stood by the bed and looked straight at Xie Yuanjia who was lying on the bed, with a moment of struggle in his eyes.

Last time, he stood here like this, as long as he stretched out his hand, he would have a chance to strangle this person, but he didn't do it in the end, and missed a good opportunity.Now that Fu Jinghong is not here, he has got such a good opportunity again, but he is still as reluctant to make a move as last time.

Why do you want to be nice to me?

There was a burst of resentment in the eyes of the man in black. A murderous chess piece is the most taboo to have feelings. He clearly knew that this should not be done, but he still had no choice but to jump into the trap set by this man named Xie Yuanjia and indulge in the tenderness of the other party step by step. In tolerance, you can't get out, you can't get in.

He didn't want to kill him at first, but they had different identities and standpoints. If Xie Yuanjia didn't die, tens of thousands of people behind him might die. He couldn't choose which one was more important.

The man in black closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the wavering and hesitating just now was gone. He stretched out his hand cruelly, and stabbed the unaware Xie Yuanjia with the gleaming dagger.

Just when the dagger was about to approach Xie Yuanji's neck, a black sleeve arrow suddenly shot out from a dark corner of the room, knocking the dagger of the man in black flying. He rushed out, pulled out his sword and killed the man in black. The three fought in Xie Yuanjia's bedroom, and the sound of swords facing each other woke Xie Yuanjia up.

Xie Yuanjia rubbed his eyes and got up and squinted his eyes to see what was going on, but as soon as he saw the battle situation in front of him, he became energetic.

what happened! ?Why are there so many people fighting in his room?Who put it in?

What happened?

what?