Lie Junhou [Rebirth]

After all, Xiao Huan became the emperor, and he couldn't be by his side all the time. Lin Yi didn't ask too many questions, and passed the time by himself. Lou, there may not be a girl who dares to serve a person with poor eyesight, just to smell the smell of makeup powder is not interesting.

Apart from letting someone play chess with him, Lin Yi asked his attendants to find wood and knives and grope for carving things when he had nothing to do.

When Xiao Huan learned about it, he asked someone to make several sets of special drawings, with concave and convex patterns, and the shape of the mortise and tenon can be recognized by the feel, which is convenient for Lin Yi's reference.

When he came back from Xia Dynasty, he walked to the desk, and he didn't mind that Lin Yi played with a table of sawdust where he was writing the memorial. He looked down and saw that Lin Yi's hand was wounded by a knife, and the blood was almost dry. .

There is still an altar next to the desk to laugh at me. Lin Yi has a soft spot for this wine. If it wasn't for the doctor's order, Lin Yi would have to drink half of the altar every day.

Xiao Huan sent someone to fetch gauze and medicine, and cleaned the wound on his hand himself.

Master Hou has done a great job in rescuing him. His Majesty has always taken good care of Lord Hou. He often does all the big and small things by himself, and the palace people are used to it, so they retreated to the side.

Lin Yi leaned back in the chair and let him treat his wound, and said with a smile: "It's not very convenient to do anything after all."

Xiao Huan shook his hand, thought for a while, and wrote in his palm: "There is still me."

He did what he said, surrounded Lin Yi from behind, and accompanied him hand in hand to make wood carvings.

Lin Yi lowered his head, his heart ached, and you are there, but who are you.

"Spending so much time with me every day, others have no objections?" Lin Yi didn't have to worry about being hurt by a carving knife, and just followed Xiao Huan's movements to fiddle with the wood.

Xiao Huan only said that he is the one who is in charge here, so Lin Yi should not think too much about it.

Lin Yi asked: "Ruan Xun, do you have a sign?"

Xiao Huan put down the carving knife smoothly, picked up the pen next to him, held Lin Yi's hand and wrote "Jinzhi" on the paper.

Lin Yi paused, took the initiative to exert force on his hand, and wrote it again by himself.

"Jinzhi, your words are destined for me." He said, and smiled again, "But that's me in the past."

Xiao Huan understood that it was said that Lin Yi loved to wear red clothes in the past.

Jin, silk red color also.

Today, Lin Yi is used to wearing a black brocade robe, calm and restrained.The wind, frost, and sword polishing did not wear away his brilliance, but gave him another kind of rough jade quality, which is still dazzling.

At first, Lin Yi just made some regular things, but later he wanted to carve a butterfly. He chose and used sangzhe wood.

Xiao Huan felt that Lin Yi was gradually becoming more dependent on him, and he didn't say anything. Every day when Xiao Huan came back from work, Lin Yi felt a familiar person coming, and when he raised his head, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, "Jinzhi, watch me polish the butterfly wings. Come out", "Jinzhi, did that brat He Xiheng write a letter", "Jinzhi..."

Xiao Huan clearly knew that Lin Yi was not an ordinary person. He once commanded hundreds of thousands of soldiers and horses, and was unrivaled on the battlefield, but Lin Yi by his side was like a little fox kept by him, smart and well-behaved, not lacking in cunning.

"Jinzhi, do you sympathize with me?" Lin Yi asked him.

Xiao Huan flicked him on the forehead, "I dare not sympathize with the number one villain in the world."

At the end, I added a sentence, "If I have to say it, it should be because my heart hurts."

"The villain's life is pretty good." Lin Yi felt that every stroke he wrote with his warm fingertips left a scorching mark on his palm. He tightened his fingers and squeezed Xiao Huan's hand. He often joked that he called himself a villain, " When it comes, it is not a waste of time to have you treat me like this."

Lin Yi is from the north, but his accent naturally has a Jiangnan flavor. When he whispers around him, he is a little lazy. He can't see or hear, which is equivalent to only Xiao Huan in the world.

The days in the Yilan Palace were calm and smooth, but the undercurrents outside continued for a day. The new emperor had been enthroned for less than half a year, and everything was going well, except that there was never a mention of the concubine's succession, and everyone in the palace was in awe. There is a Marquis living in Zhiyilan Hall, who is not someone else, but the notorious Unrighteous Marquis.

Aristocratic families, upstarts and veterans, who are not staring at the vacant position in the harem, just waiting for the opportunity to marry the emperor, the whole clan can be promoted to a higher level.

So although Xiao Huan has justified the names of Lin Yi and the Lin family, the public opinion is still unfriendly to Lin Yi, and the waves are getting higher and higher day by day, almost pointing at Lin Yi's spine, saying that he confuses the king, violates the rules, and relies on himself to save him You can do whatever you want.

Xiao Huan fell down at the court: "Relying on the merits of the battle and the rescue? Which of you did these two things, and it's not too late for him!"

Yu Lichen, the old prime minister who served three generations of emperors, followed tremblingly to the imperial study with his cane, and sighed to Xiao Huan, "Why bother, Your Majesty?"

Xiao Huan put down his pen, leaned on the back of the chair and closed his eyes slightly. He also asked himself, what is this drawing?

The man who used to be in a silver armor with a spear in his arms gave up his life to save him, and was brought back by him. He became his little fox, smiled at him, waited for him every day, relied on him, and told him "I only have you".

The cheeks are thin and handsome, so pale and fragile.

Marquis?King and minister?

Xiao Huan suddenly realized that Lin Yi had become a soft thorn in his heart, and it would hurt slightly when he thought of it, just like a mussel shell absorbed into a strange and unique sand. A pearl in my heart.

Even he doesn't know yet, maybe loving someone starts with being distressed.

He considers himself a ruthless person. Concubine Jin has been trapped by love all his life, and Danxiao Palace has been cold all year round. Jibei took him to travel around the world, seeing the world and all living beings, but Jibei couldn't help him see his true heart.

So what about Lin Yi, is Lin Yi his true heart?

In the afternoon, Lin Yi sat on the porch in a cloak and basked in the sun.

An attendant who sneaked in from outside pretended to step forward to support Lin Yi while there was no one around him, and wrote a few words on the palm of his hand.

Lin Yi didn't call anyone to drive this person away, and asked, "What's the matter?"

The attendant asked, "Does Hou Ye know where he lives and who is visiting him every day?"

The water in the pool was clear and the breeze was blowing. Lin Yi ignored his question, and said lightly: "If you have something to say, you can speak directly."

The attendant was bored, so he stopped making rounds, and just told Lin Yi that Lord Hou can go back to the Marquis Liejun's Mansion in Yingzhou, and he will live a prosperous life, not to mention that he is about to marry a wife. Don't kid yourself.

Lin Yi didn't answer for a long time, thinking it was funny that the fight for favor would fall on him. He wants to marry a wife?What does it have to do with me, what is self-deception?

But my heart is a little blocked, what's wrong.

The attendant couldn't see through Lin Yi, thinking he was deliberating, or maybe he didn't care.

"Aren't you afraid of being caught if you hang out with me?" Lin Yi still refused to comment, and said, "You know I've lived here for a long time, and no one has ever talked to me about it. I guess the people who scold me outside are still Most of them, but no word has ever reached me, presumably that person has been keeping guard."

Lin Yi turned to the attendant, accurately, as if his eyes were intact, and the blindfold did not exist, and his aura made him dare not be rash: "If he knows that you are coming, your master's idea can still be done Do you count?"

The attendant shuddered and took a step back, realizing that Lin Yi was not some plaything Xiao Huan raised by his side, but Marquis Lie Jun who once made Rouran's cavalry flee after hearing the sound.

Lin Yi didn't say anything, just waved his hand, let him go, the warm sun was hot, but his fingertips trembled a little.

Xiao Huan only went to Yilan Hall in the evening of this day, and accompanied Lin Yi to practice calligraphy and painting hand in hand, and he could help Lin Yi "see" the begonias in the courtyard and the azaleas in the mountains.

"Draw something else today, okay?" Lin Yi habitually leaned half against Xiao Huan, rubbing the raw paper spread out on the table.

He smelled heavily of alcohol, so Xiao Huan weighed the wine jar at the corner of the table, laughing that I had seen the bottom, and knew that the palace servants didn't catch Lin Yi in time and made him drink too much.

Xiao Huan asked him what he wanted to draw, and Lin Yi said, "Draw me. You can't see it, but you can know what I am in your heart by feeling."

Xiao Huan thought for a while, holding Lin Yi's hand to hold the pen, ink fell on the square inch of white, silk robe lightly trimmed, black hair scattered, thin and handsome side face, quiet and straight sitting posture, and the brocade sash in front of his eyes.

Lin Yi was quiet for a moment, then turned around in his arms, and asked, "I... want to know what you look like."

Xiao Huan took his hand and let him touch his face bit by bit, from eyebrows to nose bridge, from cheekbones to lips, very carefully.

Lin Yi paused keenly at the end of his eyes: "Is there a mole here?"

Xiao Huan nodded, Lin Yi bent his eyes and said with a smile: "I think it looks very good."

Lin Yi's thin and pale face was close in front of him, with a black brocade belt covering his eyes, tied into his temples, with a handsome smile.

"You accompany me every day...don't delay things?" Lin Yi asked.

Xiao Huan was a little strange, and asked him why he suddenly thought this way again.

"It's nothing." Lin Yi smiled and stroked the little mole at the end of Xiao Huan's eye.

King and minister?

Xiao Huan looked at him and asked himself again.

He and Lin Yi never really became monarchs and ministers, and never regarded Lin Yi as ministers.

From the first day they met, to him this person was just Lin Yi.

When Lin Yi was about to put down his hand, Xiao Huan held his wrist, lowered his head and kissed him lightly on the back of his finger. The two were very close to each other. Quickly calm down.

The two acted as if nothing had happened, Lin Yi changed his clothes, and Xiao Huan stepped forward to help him take off Mo Yu's hair crown.

"Your Majesty." Lin Yi said, "Rest early."

Xiao Huan was a little surprised, but he knew that Lin Yi was smart and thoughtful, so it might not be impossible to guess his identity.

He held Lin Yi's hand and asked him when he knew about it.

Lin Yidao: "Your Majesty is careful and never let the minister touch the memorial, but the Chengwen paper used by the imperial clerk has a special fragrance, which is what I guessed."

At the beginning, he couldn't figure out Xiao Huan's intention, so he pretended not to know for so many days, he didn't dare to act rashly, for fear of hurting He Xiheng and Zhaowu Army, so he cooperated along the way.

Later, maybe he was lying to himself, as long as he didn't tell the truth, the two of them could always get along well, and he didn't have to respectfully avoid the only light around him.

After a long silence, Lin Yi turned around and walked towards the bed according to the distance he remembered. He wondered if he was drunk from too much wine, and his body was a little wobbly. I don't have the ability to harm the country. There are not a few people who want to come to the court to denounce me. They don't want to delay His Majesty's reputation, let alone embarrass His Majesty. These days, thanks to the blessing of the Holy Grace, when Your Majesty thinks about it, I will go out of the palace. "

Xiao Huan's face was very ugly, his brows were frowned, and there was an unknown anger in his heart. He stepped forward and grabbed Lin Yi's thin wrist and said in a deep voice: "Is this how you look at Gu? When did Gu say it was embarrassing? What is wrong with you? Wish, I still really think about Gu!"

But Lin Yi couldn't hear his voice, his wrist was a little painful from Xiao Huan's grip, his blood-colored lips moved slightly, his expression was calm, his chin was raised slightly, and he said: "What is your majesty's order?"

Xiao Huan looked at him gravely for a moment, the person he held in his hand like jade porcelain every day, couldn't bear to get angry, sighed, suppressed all the displeasure in his heart, and wrote in his palm, leave the palace I'll talk about it later.

Xiao Huan didn't explain anything to him. Lin Yi felt that Xiao Huan left, and there was still a light breath from him in the room. He sighed that Meng had finally woken up, and he couldn't keep any greed for the rest of his life.

Xiao Huan left the Yilan Palace, Yetang was waiting outside, Xiao Huan was filled with anger, he stopped and asked, "Who came to see him today?"

Ye Tang was puzzled: "Yi Lan Palace has been guarded very strictly, and irrelevant people can't get in at all..."

He also called the guards to ask questions. The palace guards recalled carefully and said: "There was a strange attendant by the side of Lord Hou this afternoon, but Lord Hou didn't say anything, so he didn't ask any more questions."

Xiao Huan's expression sank, he glanced at Ye Tang, Ye Tang immediately understood, and said with a salute, "Go and investigate."

The next day at dawn, Xiao Huan asked the Minister of the Household Department to stay alone.

Hu Shangshu is nearly fifty years old, and he stood respectfully in the imperial study: "What is your majesty's order?"

Sitting on the chair behind the desk, Xiao Huan said calmly, "There is a daughter in Aiqing's family who was once famous in Jinling."

Hu Shangshu was overjoyed, forced himself to be calm, and said modestly: "That's probably what people say."

Hu Shangshu doesn't have much talent, he climbed to this position by relying on his relatives from the former queen mother's family, and now everything is booming in the court, and talents are drained in the turmoil, so a courtier like him can sit firmly for a while.

"Many people envy Aiqing for having such a blessing. In the past, relatives of the Queen Mother's family have mentioned it to Gu, and even privately said that Master Hu's beloved daughter is the best candidate for the posthumous position." Xiao Huan said.

Hu Shangshu was a little nervous, Xiao Huan never mentioned these things, but he couldn't help but feel flustered: "I'm afraid, Ayu is indeed a good boy."

Xiao Huan: "Since this is the case, Master Hu should cherish feathers for the sake of loving his daughter."

Hu Shangshu's face turned pale, and he was a little stiff: "Your Majesty... what does this mean?"

Xiao Huan was dressed in royal clothes, his face was like a crown of jade, his eyes were slightly drooping, but his expression was cold, he said: "Bring it up."

The attendant who went to look for Lin Yi in private was dragged up, covered in blood, dying, trembling, lying on the ground, raised his blood-stained eyelids, saw Hu Shangshu and crawled over: "Master, master, save me! "

Hu Shangshu took a few steps back, Xiao Huan raised his hand, and the guard picked up the attendant. The attendant collapsed in panic, and immediately repeated the confession reflexively: "Master... the master ordered, let the young one go to the Marquis to deliver a message. Tell Hou Ye not to..."

Xiao Huan got up, his deep eyes became more and more gloomy: "Don't do anything else!"

The attendant's face was full of blood and tears, and he sobbed, "Don't ask Lord Hou to disregard the overall situation and delay His Majesty's enrichment of the harem. He should leave His Majesty's side as soon as possible..."

Xiao Huan felt like a sharp thorn in his heart, the person he cared for the most was wronged in front of a servant.

Hu Shangshu's face turned from white to black and then to green, and finally trembling all over, he said: "Your Majesty..."

Xiao Huan's peach-blossom eyes were extremely cold: "Aiqing is courageous and scheming. She dared to send someone to Danxiao Palace and took advantage of the loophole to go to Yilan Palace. Is that why you want to marry your daughter to Gu?"

Hu Shangshu knew that sophistry was useless, so he knelt down with a plop, and burst into tears: "Your Majesty, the minister is for the Great Yan Sheji! That Marquis Lie Jun has caused chaos in the court and charmed the king..."

Xiao Huan looked down condescendingly, his voice was cold: "Are you worthy of slandering him?"

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