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This was originally a conversation between him and himself in his heart, but somehow it came out of his mouth. Xun Zhui realized that it was too late when he said it, so he could only lower his head and pretend nothing happened.

At the beginning of Xia, he was still unscrupulous towards Yan Zhaohe, but at the end of Xia, he felt awkward staying in the same space with him.

Wouldn't it be better if summer passed quickly?

In summer, Xunzhui misses winter very much, thinking that freezing to death is better than being stuffy in the heat, but when it comes to ice and snow, he wraps himself into a round ball, shrinks his hands and thinks: Sweat and heat to death It's better than having to shiver when you can't move and take a breath.

Always so greedy, wanting to have everything.

Only when you no longer have it will you feel how precious what you once held.

"How do you say to wilt?"

In the darkness, the man suddenly said something, and Xun Zhui's face instantly looked like red-hot iron.

"Is the silver and gold in the flowing water wasted?" Yan Zhaohe asked again.

"No...no." Xun Zhui stammered.

"During the years when the national treasury was empty, you didn't save a bit on food and clothing." Yan Zhaohe was trying to make money. "If you raise one, you can provide for the expenses of all the people in a city for three years."

That's really a lot, Xun Zhui thought in the crook of his arms, in fact, he didn't have much money to spend, how could he spend so much?

"If you don't believe me, go back to Beijing and go to the Ministry of Internal Affairs to ask for expenses records." Yan Zhaohe knew that Xun Zhui must not feel guilty at all.

Xun Zhui took great courage to crawl back to Yan Zhaohe's side to find his hand, and wrote on his hand: "Nonsense."

In fact, what Yan Zhaohe said was true, outsiders thought that all the money went to Prince Zhao's mansion, but in fact most of it was spent on Xun Zhui.

Xun chasing spending money is not like others wearing gold and silver, which is dazzling and rich. One-third of the silver is given to expensive medicinal materials, one-third is turned into food and fed into his stomach, and a large number of fresh fruits are sent from the Western Regions. In the palace, the gadgets in various places have to be changed every half month.In order to keep a low profile, Xunzhui's outerwear was slightly lowered by Yan Zhaohe under the emperor's regulations, but the pajamas were made of high-quality silk for comfort and lightness.The amount of silk with excellent quality is small, so it is hard to make one piece, and the dexterous embroiderer needs to embroider the pattern on it. Once a stitch is wrong, it has to be made again.

Xun Zhui has a lot of pajamas, but he doesn't know that these pajamas are the last third of his expenses.

Yan Zhaohe felt that there was no need to talk about these things, and he didn't know how much he had spent after talking about Xunzhui. He asked Song Nanping how he and Xunzhui came together, and Song Nanping's expression seemed indescribable.

Don't be afraid of spending too much money, but be afraid of spending too much without knowing yourself.

"Save up after returning to Beijing." Yan Zhaohe sighed, don't ruin your father's family fortune.

……

Xunzhui didn't come back for a long time, Yu Niesheng decided that nothing good happened, and when he came, he directly called people to come to the back mountain together, and sure enough Xunzhui was in the pit, along with Yan Zhaohe.

Yu Nie threw the rope down and pulled the two of them up, Xun Zhui was concerned about Yan Zhaohe's injury, so he wanted to let him go up first, Yan Zhaohe didn't wait for Xun Zhui to speak, he took the rope and wanted to tie Xun Zhui's waist, Xun Zhui Hold Yan Zhaohe's hand and shake his head.

Yan Zhaohe didn't say whether he was seriously injured or not, and Xun Zhui followed his will and didn't ask, but he couldn't stay here any longer because he was injured.

"You go first." Xun Zhui pulled out the rope from Yan Zhaohe's hand, and tied it around his waist bit by bit. He purposely tied it down a little bit to prevent Yu Niesheng from pulling the rope up to the wound.

Yan Zhaohe didn't refuse, after Xunzhui tied it up, he pulled the rope and looked up to Yu Niesheng and told Yu Niesheng that he could pull it up. Before pulling, Xunzhui touched Yan Zhaohe's shoulder, hesitated for a moment to say something, and moved the rope tied to Yan Zhaohe , seeing that it was Yu Niesheng who started to exert force, he closed his mouth and felt the familiar tea fragrance getting weaker and weaker.

Not long after, the voices of people talking came from overhead, and Xun Zhui knew that Yan Zhaohe had reached the ground safely.

When he was rescued, he looked around and found no figure of Yan Zhaohe. While checking whether Xun Zhui was injured, Yu Niesheng explained: "He is injured, so I will let him go back to rest first."

Xun Zhui nodded, it's good to go back, to save the embarrassment of the two seeing each other on the ground.

"Are you crying?" Yu Niesheng said suddenly, "I told you not to get too close."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xun Zhui's face suddenly turned ugly. Yu Niesheng was fine if he didn't say anything, but when he mentioned it, he remembered that there were other things in that pit.

Yu Niesheng, who is used to observing words and expressions, immediately understood that Xun Zhui still met him, so he said helplessly, "Come to my place to get some medicinal powder for bathing, sprinkle it in the water and soak for a while, don't think about it."

There was a scratch on the back of Xun Zhui's hand. Yu Niesheng took his own small medicine jar to apply the ointment on him and sighed: "It's fortunate that this beautiful face is not injured. It would be a pity if it was scratched."

After finishing speaking, he touched it with his hands, and Xun Zhui resisted the desire to kick Yu Niesheng, "How is Yan Zhaohe?"

"Bo Yan asked me not to tell you that Yan Zhaohe was seriously injured." Yu Niesheng pointed to his ribs, "A wooden thorn is stuck here."

Xunzhui made a sound, Yu Niesheng asked Xunzhui if he and Yan Zhaohe had a heart-to-heart relationship after putting the medicine on the ground.

It's okay if you don't mention it, but if you mention it, Xunzhui will explode immediately.

Seeing that there was something going on, Yu Niesheng took advantage of the victory and chased after him, "What did you talk about?"

A friend in adversity is a friend, and courtesy is light and affection is heavy. Only in special circumstances can special things happen.

Xun Zhui sneered, "He settled accounts with me."

"what?"

The treacherous minister criticized by everyone will one day tell the emperor that you are actually a foolish emperor, and I can only sacrifice my character for your reputation.

Where else do we need to talk to each other?Yan Zhaohe can't wait to get the account book of the Ministry of Internal Affairs immediately.

"Didn't you do anything else?" Yu Nie couldn't give up.

Xun Zhui frowned, "What are you expecting?"

The relationship has not improved, and the account book is separated between the monarch and his ministers. If you really calculate the account, you will hate it to death.

Maybe we can still fight.

"Looks like nothing happened," Yu Niesheng said regretfully, his brows drooping.

……

Falling into the pit and being injured, just fulfilling Yan Zhaohe's wish not to return to Beijing, Xun Zhui finally figured it out and stopped forcing him.If you want to go back, you can go back on your head, and it's useless to force you not to go back.

After Yan Zhaohe was sent to the room for treatment, he fell into a deep sleep. The whole person was in a coma of self-protection, and he would wake up naturally after his spirit recovered slowly.Xunzhui didn't look at it himself, but Song Nanping told him after taking a look.

When they went south, there were only Xunzhui and Song Nanping, and when they left, there were four more people, plus three teams from Ling Yuying to escort the herbs.

It is not advisable for the herbal convoy to go out of the city during the day, and can only choose to start when there are no people in the early morning.Zhao Ningxin and Xu Yinru's mother and son drove together, and Song Nanping and Yu Nieshengxun chased after them.Yu Niesheng was still sorting out the prescriptions for treating the plague for several days, while Song Nanping had nothing at all, so he came and went.

Bo Yan stood in front of the villa to see him off. Yu Niesheng sat in the car and raised the curtain to look at Bo Yan. He was in a daze and finally didn't leave a message to Bo Yan.

Xun Zhui met Bo Yan face to face, Bo Yan saluted and said: "Your Majesty is safe all the way, Nie Sheng also asks Your Majesty to take care of you."

This was the first time I heard the element of request in Bo Yan's words, Xun Zhui said slowly: "He will take care of himself."

"Nie Sheng's body is cold, remember to remind him to add a few more clothes after autumn."

Listening to these words alone felt heartwarming, but when I thought about what Bo Yan had done to Yu Niesheng before, Xun chased an outsider and made a bad comment, but whenever I thought about it, I would feel angry. He said patiently, "Farewell."

Xiao Ti, who was standing beside Xun Zhui, stepped forward to help Xun Zhui tidy up his cloak, Xun Zhui turned and left, and when he took the first step into the carriage, Bo Yan's voice sounded: "When he wakes up, I will convey His Majesty's concern for him."

Xun Zhui tightened his grip on the door frame, and said in a hoarse voice.

"Tell him not to follow me."

"Didn't Your Majesty always follow King Zhao to the Villa?"

Xun Zhui repeated: "Tell him not to follow me."

"Yes." Bo Yan saluted again, "Cao Min thanked His Majesty for His Majesty's grace on behalf of Young Master Yan."

Mr. Yan, Xun Zhui smiled with relief on his tense face after listening, and whispered, "Mr. Yan."

As soon as the driver of the carriage whipped him down, the wheels of the carriage turned slowly. After chasing after the carriage, Xun threw a small bag of heavy objects strapped to his waist to the floor. He raised his head and looked at the teary-eyed Yu Niesheng. Song Nanping on the side, Song Nanping gave Xun Chasing me with his eyes helplessly.

After Yu Niesheng put down the curtain, he began to cry. Song Nanping had been persuading him for a long time in the car, and the more he persuaded him, the more he cried.The things Xun Zhui threw in came out of the pouch, and he bent down to pick up the things as if giving up, and gave Xun Zhui the work of persuading people.

"So many tokens?" Song Nanping asked while picking them up, "I remember there were not so many tokens when I came here."

Xun Zhui wiped Yu Niesheng's tears with a handkerchief, and praised, "I think you are made of water."

"Put it away." Xun Zhui said to Song Nanping.

He searched these tokens from Yan Zhaohe's room. Yan Zhaohe Lijing brought a lot of tokens, and he was scrupulous about all aspects.Anyway, I won’t be returning to Beijing again, and it’s useless to keep these tokens there. If they are stolen by villains like Bo Yan again, Xun Zhui will never be able to chase them out of the capital to fight. Just in case, he will take These are taken away.

If you want to pick up the pick, you can clean it up, and it's good to be naked.

"It doesn't matter, I can kill him one day." Xun chased and hugged Yu Niesheng.When Yu Niesheng cried, he stopped his urge to cry. It is enough for one person to be sad, there is no need to hold hands and look into teary eyes.

Yu Niesheng will definitely regret it when he arrives in the capital. Missing someone who likes him is harder to forget than hating someone.

Xun Zhui wanted Yu Niesheng to cry more fiercely out of selfishness, so it was best to let him out as well.

When he was young, he looked at the entire palace from the high palace wall, and watched Prince Yan many times wearing a fiery red riding outfit and riding a tall horse into the palace, and walked into the long alley connecting the palace.

His back is straight, his jaw is raised, and he doesn't always look straight at people.

Xun Zhui's nurturing mother thought that the little prince was envious of riding a horse, and said gently: "Our little Highness can also ride this kind of big horse when he grows up."

But he never envied, riding this kind of horse was too heavy for his body.

Yu Niesheng was trembling as he hugged Xunzhui's waist, repeating "I don't want to cry".

Xun Chau caressed Yu Niesheng's back, birds should soar in the sky, fish should swim along rivers and lakes into the sea.

Today is a happy day, the child of the Yu family has become the son again, and the child of the Yan family has also become the son again.

To become, to become the fiery red that he could only look up to since he was young.