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The two of them were tightly entangled and fell down the cliff. Chang'an held Xue Yi's neck close to his mouth, and bit down with all his strength.

In the middle of the night, the rain had stopped, and the cold from inside to outside woke Xue Yi up, and she could vaguely hear noises in her ears:

"Quick! Stop the bleeding of His Royal Highness, be careful, don't move easily!"

"If something happens to His Highness, none of us will survive!"

Hearing such an anxious voice, Xue Yi was nervous and painful, suffocating as if drowning:

"Chang'an..."

The early morning sun shone into the tent, the long-lost sunshine was warm and dazzling, Xue Yi slowly opened his eyes, the broken pain from all over his body began to clearly enter his mind, and the scene in front of him was the last scene of Chang'an falling to the cliff.

"Your Highness is awake?" An unfamiliar face gently walked up to him and asked in a low voice.

"Chang... Where's Chang'an?" The voice was hoarse and weak.

The soldier shook his head, his eyes blank:

"His Eighteenth Prince? Isn't he in Beijing?"

Xue Yi silently shut her mouth and stopped speaking, turned her head to one side, frowning and slowly closed her eyes, and gently stroked the painful tooth marks on his neck.

The Northern Wei army was defeated by Nanzhao, and 4 Wei soldiers died. Nanzhao also suffered heavy losses.

The king of Nanzhao ordered envoys to submit a letter of state. Emperor Wei asked Nanzhao to sacrifice Zhang Yifu's head, but Nanzhao refused. Destroy the country.

General Mo Bai started to counterattack Nanzhao quickly after he was not used to the situation in Yunnan at first, defeated the Ailao people, beheaded 6000 people in Yongchang Town, and killed [-] enemies in Dadu River.

So far, Nanzhao is unable to fight against the Northern Wei Dynasty.

The monarch of Nanzhao sent the crown prince to surrender to Wei with the letter of state, and the Wei emperor gave the king of Nanzhao a gold seal and a gold book.

Xueyi returned to Beijing two months later.

The subjects of the Northern Wei Dynasty rejoiced and lamented that the army of the Northern Wei Dynasty was strong.

Taking advantage of the current grand occasion, Emperor Wei wantonly entrusted the generals who had made meritorious service in Nanzhao this time.

At the Zhengde Palace dinner, Emperor Wei was happy, and the officials were also rejoicing, and there was a sound of singing praises for a while.

Xue Yi carefully looked at everyone present at the banquet, only Chang'an's seat was empty, her uneasiness gradually amplified in her heart, and the hand holding the cup trembled slightly.

He just came back today, and as soon as he returned to the palace, he was told by Emperor Wei to stay in Zhengde Palace for a day, and he didn't even have the chance to go to Chang'an Palace.

"Prince? Prince!" Someone called Xue Yi.

Xue Yi woke up suddenly, raised his glass and drank to cover up his absence, and looked at Chang Mitou:

"What's the matter?"

Chang Mi bowed his head:

"The emperor is calling you."

Xue Yi glanced at Emperor Wei who was sitting on the throne, got up and knelt down in front of Emperor Wei.

Emperor Wei stroked his beard and said in relief:

"The prince has done a good job this time, and he has lived up to my expectations."

Xue Yi bowed her head without saying a word.

"Go back tonight and have a good rest! I don't want to go anywhere." Wei Di said strangely.

"Your Majesty, it's such a good day, I want to ask for a favor for the crown prince." The Queen's voice came from the Emperor Wei's side slowly.

Xue Yi looked over and didn't understand what the queen meant, so she just heard the queen continue to say:

"The prince has also reached the age of the crown. It was always inconvenient to talk about marriage in the past. Now that the country is clear and the country is stable, there should be a happy event."

Emperor Wei was very happy to hear that, and nodded while stroking his beard.

"Prince, what do you mean?" The queen asked Xue Yi's opinion.

Xue Yi tried his best to smile, but the tiredness in his heart was still hard to hide, he gritted his teeth:

"My son, I'm a little tired."

After the dinner, Xue Yi left behind Chang Jin who was about to leave:

"Where's Chang'an?"

Chang Jin looked at what he said, and couldn't tell whether it was complicated or angry. She obviously didn't want to talk to him, but she wanted to respect Xue Yi's status, and turned her face:

"Not dead..." Xue Yi turned cold and was about to get angry.

"But it's coming soon..." The fire turned towards himself, almost breaking his heart.

Carried back to the East Palace by the palace servants, with a blank expression along the way, he suddenly clapped his hands and told Wei Jie and the others:

"Go back first, you just want to walk alone."

Wei Jie was in a dilemma:

"Your Highness, the night is getting darker and heavier. You don't even have anyone around you, and someone bumped into you..." Besides, Xue Yi has already got off the chariot and left quickly.

A person walked from Zhengde Palace to Chang'an Palace. The palace was full of lights and festoons, and the palace people who passed by kept kneeling and saluting along the way.

For some reason, Xueyi only felt extremely irritable, and her pace became faster and faster.

When he arrived at the entrance of Chang'an Palace, he hesitated instead, gritting his teeth and walking in alone, not to let the palace man report.

The closer he got to the bedroom, the stronger the scent of the medicine was, and there was faintly the sound of Chang An's coughing and the sounds of the palace servants taking care of him.

The closer he got, the more frightened he felt, and his footsteps changed from walking to moving. Some palace ladies who came out saw him hurriedly kneeling on the ground:

"His Royal Highness."

Chang An's cough stopped for a moment.

Xue Yi could no longer be entangled, and as soon as he lifted the curtain and walked into the hall, the smell of medicine made him frown.

He walked quickly to Chang An, his eyes turned red the moment he saw Chang An, and his hands trembled a little:

"Changan...

Chang'an on the bed had loose hair, thin body, pale complexion, even his bright eyes were usually covered with dust, and he stretched out his hand to Xueyi with a smile:

"You're back."

Xue Yi's throat choked up, looking at Chang'an's current state, his heart ached so much, he staggered and wanted to leave after only one glance, he was afraid that the pity and self-blame in his heart would ruin Chang'an.

"Brother Prince!" Chang An suddenly called out loudly and anxiously, making him stop and walk away. With his back to Chang An, he quietly wiped away the moisture from his eyes with his fingers, raised a smiling face and turned to Chang An and said:

"I originally wanted to ask the imperial doctor about your condition. If that's the case, then I'll ask later." After speaking, she gently sat beside Chang An, and carefully closed the quilt that had slipped off for Chang An.

Chang'an stretched out his hand and squeezed Xue Yi's fingers. Xue Yi moved but did not break away. He only heard Chang'an say:

"There was nothing wrong at first, but the road was bumpy, and it took a long time."

Hearing this, Xue Yi couldn't help but clenched Chang'an's hand tightly.

Chang'an paused, and raised an expression that made Xue Yi feel sad:

"Ever since I was begging for Qiao that year, the prince has never held my hand like this..."

Xue Yi held Chang An's hand tightly.

The sleeping hall is warm and quiet, but Chang An is lacking in energy but still wants to talk to Xue Yi, Xue Yi is worried about his body:

"have a rest."

Chang An nodded, and then said again:

"Brother Prince?"

Xue Yi turned his head to look at him, and Changan looked at Xue Yi's already opened face:

"Are you going to be crowned this year?"

Xue Yili responded inaudibly, he seemed to suddenly understand what Chang An meant when he asked him this question.

"Brother Prince..."

"Is it okay if you don't get married this year?" Chang'an's voice was sad and pleading.

After a long time, when he thought he couldn't hear Xue Yi's voice, Xue Yi responded softly:

"it is good."

Chang'an smiled and closed his eyes, but there were tears in the corners of his eyes. He couldn't ask for it for more than ten years. How long can he use Xueyi's guilt to drag Xueyi like this?

Xue Yi shook hands on the side that Chang'an couldn't see, and his nails pierced deeply into his palms. He used the pain to resist the urge to bow his head and kiss away the tears from the corners of Chang'an's eyes.

Chang An was deeply infatuated with Xue Yi, and held Xue Yi so hard that he couldn't sleep well all night, so Xue Yi had to massage him non-stop while saying to him softly:

"Relax and sleep, don't leave alone."

After doing this several times, Chang'an really fell asleep.

At night, the bedroom is warm and quiet, under the soft lights, Xue Yi's gentleness that Chang'an can't usually see is fully revealed at this moment.

Xue Yi caressed Chang An's cheek, and couldn't help rubbing his nose against Chang An's nose as he used to do to Xue Yi, feeling Chang An's breath.

The sparkle in his eyes moved slightly, he seemed unable to restrain himself and lowered his head to kiss Chang'an's lips, sticking out his tongue to swim and suck in Chang'an's mouth, before he always didn't understand why Chang'an always liked to kiss him, now he understands, For a moment when the two were in touch with each other, he even thought that Chang An was awake and connected with him.

The hands moved from Chang An's face to the piercing knife wound on Chang An's chest, his eyes were painful, his soft lips licked the wound for a long time, his forehead touched Chang An's forehead, and he sighed slightly.

Chang An woke up the next day, Xue Yi ordered someone to prepare the medicine and fed him personally, Chang An raised his eyes:

"Brother Prince has been here all night?"

Xue Yi gently blew on the soup in the spoon:

"Your illness is still not cured, how can Gu go?"

"My illness has been bad, so you have been here all the time?" Chang'an became more energetic, and laughed and teased Xue Yi, but he didn't think he would really answer.

"En." Xue Yi nodded, and handed the soup to Chang An's mouth.

Xue Yi's response made Chang'an's eyes widen, he looked at Xue Yi in disbelief, Xue Yi reached out to touch his forehead helplessly and said again:

"You're not good, don't leave alone."

Chang'an smiled lightly, seemed a little embarrassed, and turned his gaze to the medicine bowl in Xueyi's hand:

"Wouldn't it be hard to feed such a spoonful of spoonfuls!" After finishing speaking, he took the bowl in Xueyi's hand and Xueyi drank it in surprise.

Xue Yi smiled and shook her head, turned around and took the candied fruit and put it in Chang An's mouth.

Then, Xueyi really did what Chang'an said, working in Chang'an Palace during the day and taking care of Chang'an to rest at night.

He didn't tell Emperor Wei that he knew Chang'an because of his injuries, and Emperor Wei didn't say that he knew that Xue Yi knew.

One of them pretended to be deaf and the other pretended to be dumb. Outsiders didn't know what kind of charades the father and son were playing.

In Zhengde Hall, Xue Yi said to Emperor Wei:

"Father, this son-in-law didn't reach the crown at the age of [-] years. Now that he has reached the crown and is about to get married, the son-in-law really feels that he has more energy than he wants."

Emperor Wei laughed angrily, he has more heart than energy, a man actually uses this sentence to describe marriage, he is not afraid of others thinking wrong.

"Even the eldest son of an ordinary family has already married at this age."

Xue Yi shook his head:

"I don't want to get married. The East Palace has made my son tired of coping, and I don't want to worry about it anymore."

Emperor Wei frowned, and suddenly asked nonchalantly:

"You told me in the past that you have no brotherhood for Chang'an, so what about now?"

Xue Yi's momentary panic was caught by Emperor Wei.He no longer needs Xue Yi to answer.

Xue Yi plopped and knelt on the ground, with her forehead touching the ground:

"I beseech the emperor to give my son the death penalty!"

Emperor Wei sighed, put his hand on his forehead:

"What do I punish you for? What's the use of killing you? After all, you are all born by me."

Just listen to the sad voice of Emperor Wei:

"After all, it's my fault. I'm sorry for my ancestors."

Xue Yi put her head on the ground and slowly closed her eyes:

"My son, my son is willing to apologize with death!"

Weary Emperor Wei waved his hand to ask Xueyi to step back.

Xue Yi stood up slowly, stared deeply at Emperor Wei's back with his back for a long time, then clenched his hands and left.

His eyes were cold and he slowly walked out of the whole hall, his wide robe sleeves were blown up and fluttered by the cold wind that suddenly poured into the hall.

All these pains should be borne by him, not by his father and Chang'an who he cares about, he is the sinner.