Prime Minister, he just refuses to usurp the throne

Xie Anshuang went back to the tent in the hunting ground without changing his face, ordered Fuyuan to fetch the wound medicine he had prepared in advance, and then told him to watch outside and not let anyone in, especially Xing Wenshu.

It was rare for Fuyuan not to obey orders at the first time. Looking at the indistinct bloodstains on his right shoulder that had fainted, he worriedly said, "But Your Majesty, you..."

"Eunuch Fu, what's the problem?" Xie Anshuang looked at Fu Yuan coldly, his black eyes were like a pair of black jade falling into the icy lake, so cold that no one dared to touch it.

"……Yes."

Fuyuan restrained his emotions submissively, put down the warm water and the wound medicine, and exited.

Xie An watched him go out with both eyes, and then walked to the table and sat down, untied the cloak on his body and put it aside.

The wound on his right shoulder was not shallow, even though he usually endured pain, he couldn't stand the assassin's ruthlessness.If he hadn't still noticed the arrow shot from behind, even if the wound was not fatal, he would definitely have to take care of it for several months.

Combined with the previous Qianxiao Poison, Xie Anshuang could almost guess that Yuan Gui didn't want him to die, but wanted him to be restricted in his actions.

As the only heir to the throne, his actions are restricted, so Yuangui can take part in politics as the queen mother should.

It was a good deal.

Xie An's eyes flashed some sarcasm, but he didn't know whether it was towards himself or Yuan Gui.

The most urgent thing is to deal with the wound. Without thinking about it, he took off the clothes on his right side, soaked it with a clean cloth, wiped the blood from the wound, and then began to apply medicine to himself.

From the beginning to the end, he barely reacted except for a slight frown.

However, just as he finished sprinkling the first round of powder, he suddenly noticed movement at the door.

"who?!"

He immediately took out a throwing knife from his side and threw it in the direction of the door.

"Boom-"

The flying knife passed by Xing Wenshu, and went straight into the wooden pillar beside the tent door, leaving a very light red gash on Xing Wenshu's cheek.

Xie An's pupils shrank slightly, and soon returned to their original state, and said sharply, "Fuyuan!"

Without waiting for Fuyuan outside the door to respond, Xing Wenshu had already said, "It's the minister who insists on coming in, and it has nothing to do with Eunuch Fu. If your majesty wants to punish, please punish only one."

Xie An's eyes darkened slightly: "I remember that I said that no one should disturb the assassin until he is captured."

"But I can't let Your Majesty be injured." Xing Wenshu stood firmly at the door with a serious and solemn expression, "Your Majesty never wears a cloak on weekdays, except to cover up the wound, I can't think of any other reason."

Xie Anshuang sneered: "Master Xing is meticulous in his observations. It's a pity that I don't need your hypocritical concern."

"Please get out."

His eyes became darker, obviously really angry.

However, Xing Wenshu took a step closer at this time, and his attitude was always firm: "Since it is confirmed that His Majesty is really injured, I will not let him go without His Majesty alone."

"Master Xing, is this against the decree?"

Xie Anshuang's eyes narrowed slightly, and a new throwing knife had been drawn out with his left hand, which was full of threats.

But Xing Wenshu stepped forward again, and simply responded: "Yes."

"The minister will follow all of His Majesty's will, but only if it will not cause damage to His Majesty."

Xing Wenshu continued to move forward: "No matter how His Majesty punishes you afterwards, I will have no complaints or regrets. But at this moment, I will never let Your Majesty alone."

Having said that, Xing Wenshu has already walked in front of Xie Anshuang step by step, stepping into the most dangerous distance.

As long as Xie Anshuang thinks, he can use the flying knife in his hand to hurt or even kill Xing Wenshu at any time.

Xie An clenched the hands holding the flying knife tightly, and finally let go after a while. When Xing Wenshu knelt down to pick up the wound medicine beside him, he turned his head and acquiesced to his behavior.

At this moment, Xing Wenshu could clearly see Xie Anshuang's white right shoulder, besides the scratch, there were several scars that were so shallow that they were almost invisible.

Is this the injury His Majesty suffered before?

Xing Wenshu looked away calmly, picked up the bandage and another bottle of wound medicine, walked to his side and began to treat him, and when he saw the half of his back that was exposed, he almost lost his grip on the things in his hands.

—— Xie Anshuang's back was almost covered with hideous scars, which spread out from the fabric of his clothes, like growing vines, firmly stuck on his flesh.

shocking.

Xing Wenshu's breathing was stagnant, and he felt unspeakably distressed.

So many scars... What did his little majesty go through before?

"Have you seen enough?"

The cold voice suddenly brought back Xing Wenshu's mood. He looked at Xie Anshuang's distant look with slightly lowered eyes, and finally understood why he had such a big reaction just now.

Xing Wenshu restrained his emotions and concentrated on treating Xie Anshuang's wound at this time.

Xie Anshuang didn't say a word the whole time, and didn't even move much, as if she didn't feel anything at all.

Xing Wenshu felt more and more distressed.

His little Majesty is not afraid of pain, probably because he suffered more pain when he was young, and his patience became higher, just like his resistance to poison and medicine.

What kind of growth environment would require him to take poison and be beaten at the same time?

He should have grown up in the respect of others like other princes.

Xing Wenshu suddenly wanted to hug his little Majesty, but he was afraid of scaring him, so he gave up in the end and treated the wound on his right shoulder as gently as possible.

Xie Anshuang could feel that the force on the wound was getting lighter, and she pursed her lips slightly.

Except for Fu Yuan, Yuan Gui who watched him being beaten, and the palace servants, no one knew about his injuries, not even Ye Zi and him.

It happened that Xing Wenshu saw it.

Xie Anshuang, who was in a bad mood because of a miscalculation, became more irritable now.

So when the Imperial Forest Army "captured" Zhu Yi and brought him to justice, and the other ministers were summoned, they saw Xie Anshuang who was under extremely low pressure.

He sat on the main seat with his chin propped on his left hand, his eyes were covered with frost, and "Gu is very upset now" was written all over his face.

"Where's the assassin?"

Xie Anshuang glanced lightly, his indifferent voice made people chill for no reason.

The leading imperial guard quickly replied: "Your Majesty, one of them was captured alive, and the other committed suicide."

Xie Anshuang sneered: "Oh, a bunch of useless trash, two living people can't catch them all."

The Imperial Forest Army immediately knelt down and pleaded guilty: "This subordinate has neglected his duty, please punish him by Your Majesty."

Xie Anshuang waved his hands: "Go out and find Fuyuan to receive punishment."

The imperial forest soldier retreated at the sound, and was stopped by Xie Anshuang before he was about to leave, and quickly asked: "What else does your Majesty order?"

Xie Anshuang said unhurriedly: "The assassin who was captured alive will be locked in the dungeon and guarded carefully. No one will be allowed to see him without Gu's will. If there is anything wrong with the assassin, I will ask for you."

"Subordinates obey."

The Royal Forest Army was ordered to retire, and only the other ministers who participated in the hunting were left in the tent.

They stood in two rows by the side, as if they were in court, and no one dared to look up.

Xie Anshuang glanced at them, and then bumped into Xing Wenshu's sight inadvertently.

Xie Anshuang: "..."

This is not a person.

Xie Anshuang, who was in a fit of anger, briefly lifted Xing Wenshu from Bai Yueguang's position, then quickly looked away, completed his sweeping action, and said indifferently: "I'm tired of being alone, so I'll be here today, and hunting will be as usual tomorrow." Let's all step back."

"I'm waiting to retire."

The ministers didn't dare to say anything else, and they resigned one after another.

Only Xing Wenshu was the only one who obviously had something to say when he stood still.

This time Xie Anshuang ignored him, got up and went out, walked to the carriage that Fuyuan had prepared in advance, left Xing Wenshu and went back by himself.

Xing Wenshu looked at him leaving decisively and smiled helplessly.

It seems that the young majesty was really angry, so he had to go back and try to coax him back.

Fortunately, even if Xie Anshuang got angry again, he asked someone to reserve the carriage to take him back in advance, instead of using Xing Wenshu to drive the horse himself.

On the other side, Xie Anshuang, who left Xing Wenshu and left first, went to find Ye Zihe as soon as he returned to the palace.

About what happened in the hunting ground, Xie Anshuang asked Fuyuan to come back and told him before, so when Xie Anshuang arrived, he saw Ye Zihe sitting at the table, waiting a little anxiously.

"Xiao An!"

As soon as Xie Anshuang came back, Ye Zihe got up quickly and looked at him worriedly: "How are you? Are you seriously injured?"

"It's okay, it's just a scratch." Xie Anshuang said soothingly, "I don't have much time to get rid of Xing Wenshu. The most important thing now is about the two assassins."

Ye Zihe also understood that there was not much time for them to meet, so he reluctantly put his mind back to business, and said, "I have followed the clues of the No. Yes, there is no communication between the two assassins, and our original plan can still be carried out."

Hearing this, Xie Anshuang was relieved, and reminded: "The boy and brother remember to keep the evidence of this incident, and let them find it out in the future."

Ye Zihe nodded: "Don't worry about this, I've asked bamboo one and bamboo two to prepare a copy, and I also have it here."

Xie Anshuang still trusted his ability to handle affairs, worried that Xing Wenshu would soon be back, so he didn't say anything more, and hurried back to his room.

Then, not long after he returned to the room to catch his breath, he heard some noises from the yard, followed by Xing Wenshu knocking on the door.

"Your Majesty, can I come in?"

Xie Anshuang tried to get back the feeling of being angry before, but after trying again and again, he couldn't get angry at all.

After all, it was Xing Wenshu.

Xie Anshuang resignedly put Xing Wenshu back to the most secret place in his heart, and carefully treasured it.

But he didn't respond, and waited for Xing Wenshu to take the initiative to open the door, then glanced lightly in his direction, and then looked away.

As if he felt that he was still angry, Xing Wenshu didn't mention anything about today, and asked gently as usual: "The dinner minister has ordered his servants to do it, your majesty, would you like to drink some tea and rest for a while?"

Xie Anshuang ignored him, got up and walked to the inner room, changed a place and sat down again.

However, when he sat down this time, Xing Wenshu put a cup of freshly poured tea on the other side of the table, and said from a distance of a table: "I know that your majesty doesn't like me to explore your past, so don't worry, my majesty." It will be as if you haven’t seen anything today.”

Xie Anshuang paused, raised his eyes to look in his direction, and met the faint smile in his eyes.

"Your Majesty doesn't want to talk about the past, I won't force you to ask." While speaking, Xing Wenshu pushed the teacup in front of Xie Anshuang, "I only hope that I can accompany Your Majesty to a farther future."

The author has something to say:

Will not forcefully ask ≠ will not investigate by myself

Prime Minister Xing √

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Thanks to [Qianzi Anying] for the mine mua!