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Chapter 38 Innocent Sugar
On the east side of the Da Jing Palace, separated by Dong Tongzi, there is a row of Prince's Houses from north to south.
Except for the release of Yan Xi, the seven princes of Emperor Tianxi stayed in the palace and lived here scattered.
It is said that Emperor Tianxi couldn't bear the separation of father and son, and wanted to stay under his knee for a few more years.
After Yan Zhao became the king of the county, he moved into Wude Palace.To the north is Xingsheng Palace in Yan Jiao, and to the south is Longyu Palace in Yan Xu.
The palaces of the three princes are connected in a line.
Yan Zhao was caught in the middle, because of his sensitiveness and embarrassment, he tried to avoid the third and sixth children when traveling on weekdays.
The sun was setting, and it was past the time for officials to be on duty.
Today is the Dragon Boat Festival, and the inner court is decorated with lanterns and festoons everywhere.
Because there is no holiday today, there are no grand events in the palace.
Only in Qin'an Hall, Emperor Tianxi held a family banquet, and the empresses and concubines were together.
In the past five years, Emperor Tianxi had rarely set foot in the harem, and the concubines rarely saw the emperor. In today's rare and lively occasion, everyone dressed up in full makeup, and those with children even brought their children to show their faces in front of Emperor Tianxi.
But Yan Zhao lost his mother a long time ago, except for the deceased imperial concubine who would think of him every new year when she was alive, the other concubines had long forgotten him.
In the Hall of Martial Virtue, Yan Zhaoku sat on the sandalwood chair facing the door.
The old eunuch Fengxi stood aside with his head bowed.
Yan Zhao asked Feng Xi: "Do you think the little prince will be willing to help?"
Fengxi comforted calmly: "The master and the young prince have never had any ill relations, and everyone has a heart of compassion. They all say that the young prince is a hero, and he will not die without saving his life."
Yan Zhao sighed and said, "But I searched for him several times, but he always closed the door and disappeared."
Feng Xi said: "That's why I asked Xuan Yin to help spread the word this time. The young prince has gotten very close to Xuan Yin recently. As long as Xuan Yin is willing to help, there is still a chance of success in this matter."
This was already his last straw, Yan Zhao asked expectantly: "Will Xuan Yin help?"
Feng Xi said maturely: "It is said that Xuan Yin's eyes are higher than the bottom, and those who are not the king of the county ignore him. The master is the king of the county, how many people are eager to see him, Xuan Yin is just from a poor family in the countryside, no matter how good he isI dare not refuse your letter."
Yan Zhao smiled wryly: "What kind of county king am I..."
Feng Xi's complexion changed slightly and he said: "Master is the Imperial County King, His Majesty's eldest son, what a noble status, don't underestimate yourself."
Caretaker Yan watched the sun go down that day, but Jin'an hadn't come back yet.
It wouldn't take so long to send a letter, and the palace gate would be locked later.
Yan Zhao looks forward to Jin'an's return.
Without Jin'an, the Hall of Martial Virtue is even more deserted.
It was more terrible and difficult to bear at night.
Tuk tuk.
There was a knocking sound outside, and the palace door was about to be locked.
Yan Zhao suddenly stood up from the sandalwood chair, and shouted: "Come on, hurry up and meet Jinan at the gate of the palace, and beg the gatekeeper, and say that Jinan went out to do errands according to my wishes and came back late."Yes, please accommodate me."
No one answered him.
Feng Xi stood behind Yan Zhao silently, and reminded: "Master, did you forget? Today you give everyone a holiday, tell everyone to hang out and play, don't disturb you."
"Yes, yes, there are so many people with mixed eyes and unpredictable people's hearts, maybe who will harm me." Yan Zhao paced around the hall in a somewhat delirious state, "But if Jin'an can't come back, this...it's too deserted at night.”
Feng Xi bowed his back and said, "Master still has me."
Yan Zhao looked at Fengxi standing in the shadow under the door, with a bright face on the one hand, but on the other hand he was almost trapped in the darkness.
He shivered inexplicably, became extremely anxious, and shouted unbearably: "Light up the lamp!"
Fengxi agreed in a low voice, and went to light a candle.
The candlelight illuminated the creases on Fengxi's face deeply, Yan Zhao instinctively approached the light, held Fengxi's hand, and said nervously: "Fangxi, you watched me grow up, you won't betray me, right?"
Fengxi replied hoarsely: "Of course it is."
Yan Zhao felt something was wrong, and when he wanted to ask again, he heard the palace gate creak.
"It's Jin'an who's back!" He hurried out, just seeing Jin'an coming in with tears all over his face.
Yan Zhao and Jin'an's master and servant met each other's eyes, and they understood most of each other immediately.
Yan Zhao asked without hope: "Didn't you upload the message?"
Jin'an cried bitterly and said: "Master Xuan said that there is nothing he can do, and the Beiyuan Palace refuses to pass it on!"
"When I was well, everyone came to me with a shy face; when I had an accident, everyone stood by and watched. I can see that there are more icing on the cake and less help in the snow." Yan Zhao staggered and held the door frame, "OneThe civil servants participated in the impeachment of my private property. It was really the villain who first sued. Many of those properties were given away by them. The so-called solid evidence is actually a framed frame. They are good, they beat them up and said that I blackmailed them and picked myself up.It must be clean! Add up to harm me."
Jin An cried and asked: "It would be fine if the master confiscated it."
Yan Zhao slumped and sat on the threshold and said, "Can I not accept it? If I don't accept it, they will think of a more powerful way to drag me into the water. I knew that I was the third child's shield. As long as the third child does something, I have to do it again! If I don’t do it happily, they will think of ways to make me do it uncomfortable.”
Feng Xi stood behind Yan Zhao and said, "Since the master understands, why bother to be angry now."
Yan Zhao raised her head and said loudly: "I'm not reconciled! Why should I be charged with these crimes! I am the eldest son of the emperor, cautious, and grew up alive. What did I do wrong? Is it so difficult to live?"
Feng Xi said, "Master just wants to live?"
Yan Zhao stood up abruptly, and pointed to the northwest of Wude Palace: "Which prince would not want that position! I am the emperor, the eldest, the son! Since ancient times, I have thought about it, is it too much?"
Feng Xi said quietly: "Since ancient times, there have been people who set up a son but not a concubine."
Yan Zhao was extremely frightened.
The night was getting dark, and he felt countless ghosts approaching him all around. He leaned his back against the doorpost, not daring to enter the house or the yard.
He spoke loudly, cheering himself up: "Just Yan Jiao, that idiot! It's worse than Yan Xi before. Yan Xi is pure and kind, what's wrong with Yan Jiao? Apart from bullying others, what good has he done!"
Feng Xi and Jin An looked at him.
Yan Zhao mentioned Yan Xi.
The name made him suddenly quiet, and he gave a strange smile: "The best life for me is actually when Xiao Qi is around. He was so favored at that time, and all good and bad things were directed at him, but I am the only one who loves him.I am at ease. With his light, I can also listen to Taifu Pei's class. After reading the books of sages for several years, I became a disciple of a sage. After he left, Taifu Pei stopped giving lectures. Even if I became the king of the county later, my father wouldHe didn't point me to the teacher. It would be great if Xiaoqi was here, and he wouldn't come to me for all the bad things these years."
Fengxi's eyes flickered slightly: "Master wants King Laizhou to come back?"
Yan Zhao laughed gloomyly: "With or without him, I will be a foil in the end. If he is not here, at least there are people looking at me; if he comes back, I will really be nothing. I don't want him to come back at all, I can't waitHe died in Laizhou, preferably in the fire five years ago!"
Feng Xi's eyes were gloomy: "The fire in the imperial tomb five years ago?"
When it comes to what he is most proud of, Yan Zhao's fear is lessened.
He seemed to be slowly merging with the ghosts in the dark, and he laughed strangely: "Yeah, five years ago, I heard that he escaped the poisoning and assassination, and I felt that it was a pity. I don't have a master, so I simplyThey sent people to set fire to the imperial mausoleum. Hahaha, this matter was done so well, it’s no bigger than my private property, but no one involved me.”
Feng Xi walked to the door with the candle on his back, and said to Jin An who was standing at the foot of the steps wiping his tears, "Master has no food, you can cook two side dishes."
Only then did Jin An realize that he was also hungry, he quickly said hello, and turned to go to the small kitchen.
Fengxi blocked the light in the hall, his back was a little hunched, his elongated shadow looked like some unknown animal, his rough voice was piercing: "Master, have you figured out how to solve this matter?"
Yan Zhao was dragged into the real predicament by these words.As if he didn't know where he was, he glanced around in a daze.
Then he heard Fengxi remind him: "Tomorrow the three divisions will have a trial, what do you want to do, master?"
The cruel facts pulled Yan Zhao back from the short-term madness and oblivion. Yan Zhao stared at Feng Xi nervously and said, "I won't go. They not only want me to die, but also want me to be scolded by history!"
Feng Xi said blankly: "In this case, I can only learn from the sages and show my ambition through death."
Yan Zhao was terrified when he heard the word death.
He couldn't see Fengxi's face clearly, so he walked towards the place where there was light, and said tremblingly, "There must be a way out! I am the son of my father, as long as my father is willing to protect me, I will be fine. Where is Ying Zhu?", have you ever gone to find Ying Zhu?"
Fengxi said: "Master forgot, Ying Zhu has never been with us. Today Jinzhong also went to find Yingzhu, but he didn't even find Yingzhu's shadow. If Ying Zhu refuses to see him, it must be the emperor who refuses to see her."See you."
Yan Zhao shook his head vigorously: "No, I am the biological son of my father, and he will not leave me alone."
Feng Xi said: "According to my servants, there is no way to escape a crime with solid evidence. The emperor must also abide by the laws of the country. At most, he can save the master from a death penalty, but a living crime may be inevitable."
Yan Zhao yelled: "I won't go to the Leng Palace! If I go there, someone will definitely harm me!"
Feng Xi said: "It's better to live than to die, my lord, don't think wildly."
Yan Zhao said: "I was murdered! Xuan Yin, a petty official, refused to help me, and Ying Zhu, whose background was lower than Xuan Yin's, rejected me again and again. A thing without roots, a villain will succeed!"
Feng Xi's eyes were dark, and he reminded: "My lord, be careful with your words."
Yan Zhao's heart has been tense for a whole day, and by this time it is already at the end of its strength, and it will break if it exerts force.
The dark night and Wude Palace, where no one came to pay attention, made him understand that he was already an abandoned son.
He simply went crazy and said: "I have nothing to be cautious about! Xuan Yin and Ying Zhu are a bit like imperial concubines, who are proud of their father. Ying Zhu has become the head of the palace in just five years.Yin has been promoted by two ranks since he first entered the official position! It's all because of his face!"
Yan Zhao rushed into the courtyard and said in the direction of the Palace of Heavenly Purity: "Father is just playing with the people in front of him now, and when he gets tired of playing with Ying Zhu, he will reach out to the courtiers." Xuan YinThat face, hmph, just wait, I heard that he is still innocent—”
Yan Zhao smiled sadly: "It's good to be noble, I can even imagine how he suffered all the torture and humiliation under his father, and how his back was broken by playing with him. It's really satisfying!"
"Crack!" There was a sharp slap.
Yan Zhao covered her face and looked at Feng Xi.
Feng Xi angrily scolded: "Prince, what you said just now, slandering the Holy One and slandering the courtiers is a capital offense of disrespect!"
Yan Zhao twisted his face and said angrily, "How dare you hit me!"
Feng Xi stood up and said: "I was ordered by the emperor to supervise and discipline the King of Hexi. Just now, the words of the King of Hexi have committed a crime of disrespect. I ordered to beat you. Why not?"
Yan Zhao is like falling into an ice cave, as if he just met this old servant who brought him up the first day.
He stared at Fengxi, let out a scream, and pointed at Fengxi tremblingly: "My servants have been replaced one by one, and you are the only one left. So you are the father's man! I should have thought about everything in the palace a long time ago."It is the father who has the final say, and no one listens to me."
Feng Xi said gloomyly: "My lord, you don't have to be too discouraged, and Jin'an is your man. He is young and ignorant, and he is still willing to run for your affairs. In the end, you still have a sincere entourage, you should be happy."
Yan Zhao understood the meaning of Fengxi's words and the imminent death, his face was particularly gloomy: "Father won't come to save me, will he?"
Fengxi didn't answer.
Yan Zhao laughed maniacally in disappointment: "The people who hurt me want to see me ruined, but I don't. I read sage books, and I am the eldest son of the emperor. I should make a good name for myself. After thousands of years, history booksIt should be mine too!"
Yan Zhao spoke faster and faster: "I die cleanly and happily. You people who are alive may not be happy. Yan Jiao, if you want me to die, you don't even want to live a happy life!"
Yan Zhao rushed to the inner hall, lifted the lampshade beside the couch, and threw the candle into the brocade quilt.
The Dragon Boat Festival is extremely hot, and silk and cotton fabrics catch fire.
The fire started.
Xuanzhai.
The fragrance of rice dumplings is everywhere in the streets and alleys.
Yan Xi was squeezed into a chair by Song Beiming in the sweltering heat of May.
The scent of "dry" entwined tightly, allowing Yan Xi to escape from the heat for a while, and he was no longer sweating pitifully like in ordinary nights.
At this moment, he was unusually refreshed, his hair was smooth and soft after being stroked by Song Beiming, he smelled Song Beiming's scent, and looked at Song Beiming like a young man who didn't know much about the world.
Song Beiming saw that there was no desire in Yan Xi's expression, it was as clean as a piece of white paper.
The beauty trapped by him is innocent and arrogant.
If it weren't for the crown, that innocent face would have no way of being connected with the identity of an official.
Song Beiming wanted to see more pure beauties.
So he inserted his fingers into Yan Xi's hair, and using his fingers as a comb, he combed Yan Xi's plain jade crown.
The blue silk slid down and spread all over her shoulders.
Song Beiming picked up a strand of hair, felt a slight sense of sweat in his hands, wrapped his fingers around the hair, and brought it to the tip of his nose to smell it.
In the semi-wet hair, there is a strong smell of "Rong" medicine mixed with the fragrance of Yan Xi's sweat.
Song Beiming could imagine that Yan Xi was sweating and sweating under his cold appearance every day.
This is the vitality that Song Beiming could not dream of. He really likes this kind of heat, so he asked hoarsely, "Are you very hot every day?"
"Yes." Yan Xi did not avoid the blowing breath, but tolerated the approach of the other party comfortably, "I suffer from the heat every day, do you want to help me?"
"Okay." Song Beiming slowly moved up Yan Xi's wrist with one hand, and stroked the hair with the other hand to the back of Yan Xi's head.
He forcefully and gently put him in a position where he was about to say goodbye.
And give Yan Xi enough time to react.
Dryness and prosperity are two poles, the closer they are, the cooler and more comfortable Yan Xi will be, and the more throbbing Song Beiming will be; conversely, the more separated, the hotter Yan Xi will be, and the colder Song Beiming will be.
So Yan Xi didn't feel embarrassed physically in such an invasion, and the sense of shame in her will also collapsed.
His body, which had endured for five years, seemed to have been waiting for such an approach.
Yan Xi's current appearance is proud and pitiful, noble and seductive, like a piece of white paper, he spread it out and waited for others to put down the paintbrush.
Whatever other people draw.
Yan Xi's expression was so innocent, and his eyes were so clean that there was no desire at all. He said gently, "How do you want to help me? Are you trapping me, detaining me, and approaching me like this? Isn't this helping me?"I, are you bullying me, is Song Jiasaburo trying to bully others?"
Song Beiming felt that the people under his hands were monsters, who looked like moon gods at one moment, and ghosts at other moments, and could switch between the two realms with ease.
Song Beiming is the complete opposite of Yan Xi, his whole body is full of desires aroused by Rong, his voice is very hoarse: "Yeah, I just want to bully you, you like it very much, right? Just now you want to drink my tea, you endured so much pain for my little saliva, I look really pitiful, why don't you just come to me and ask for it?"
Yan Xi's free hand rested on Song Beiming's shoulder. He was nourished by the strong "dryness". At this time, his five internal organs were clear, his breath was long, his eyebrows and eyes were full of comfort, and his voice was particularly attractive: "I was young and ignorant, I don't understand love, let alone human feelings. For example, I don't know if you have money, I don't know if your legs are really disabled, and I don't know what you want to do to me. I have many questions.I want to ask you for advice. Saburo, teach me, explain to me, what should I ask you for?"
"I also want to ask you a question. What I want to know most is who are you? I also want your advice." Song Beiming said while thinking: How can I explain what he wants to do to this person who is so clean that he has no passion?
Song Beiming was tormented by this bad guy who only cared about seduction but not satisfaction.
He suddenly felt distressed, maybe this is the discomfort of "Rong" when there is no "Ku"?
Song Beiming was a little lost.
The next moment, Yan Xi smirked, rolled back the hand that was touching Song Beiming, hooked Song Beiming and sent it to him, with an innocent smile on his lips, like a child begging for candy, he couldn't hold his mouth shutSong Beiming's lips.
Sure enough, it tasted the same as he wanted.
tasty.
like.
At this moment, the fire in the Wude Palace in the imperial palace burned up to the sky, and the flames ignited the Xingsheng Palace next to the north with the south wind.
The fire sprang up.