incomprehensible

In the silence, only Ye Xuexun burst out laughing: "What kind of bad idea is this?"

However, no one laughed with him, let alone echoed him. Mo Ran and Ye Xuehuan even looked thoughtful.His heart tightened, and he hurriedly said, "Don't make such an idea."

Ye Xuehuan pondered and said: "It's not impossible. Turn around and gather all the death row prisoners in the whole territory..."

"Crazy you, wake up." Ye Xuexun glared at him, "I want fame if you don't want it, even if you are a prisoner on death row, you use it as a pathfinder, just to break into the ancestor's mausoleum. Take a stone for me? What do you want the world to think of you and me? In the end, I was the one who took my life, and I don’t want to live in fear for the rest of my life.”

Lan Qi also shook his head and said: "Even if there are more lives piled up, it is only a theoretical possibility. What is going on in the imperial tomb and what kind of institutions are there are all unknown. Awakening the ancestors is amazing, presumably I have also considered the possibility of the imperial mausoleum being forcibly destroyed, and there may be targeted arrangements, but it is hard to say. The safest way is to need the key to the mechanism."

Ye Xuehuan frowned slightly, and sighed: "Forget it, let's discuss this matter in the long run. You should return to the northern border as soon as possible, and I will figure out a way about the key."

He glanced at Mo Ran, saw that his face was cloudy, and gave Ye Xuexun another look.Ye Xuexun nodded to him calmly, and said softly: "Third brother, you should also be careful, the Liu family has not come here this time well. I can't help you, at least I won't cause you any trouble."

Ye Xuehuan smiled nonchalantly, pulled Lan Qi up and left.

On the way back, Lan Qi was absent-minded all the time. Although his face was still calm, his mood was obviously very depressed.Knowing what he was thinking, Ye Xuehuan hugged him on his lap, patted his head, and comforted him: "Don't blame yourself. You have already helped a lot."

Lan Qi said in a low voice: "Your Highness...is very powerful."

——In the face of life and death, so flattered or humiliated, what kind of mind should this be.

Ye Xuehuan laughed: "He has always been like this, otherwise how could he keep Mo Ran down? In his own words, he would not die anyway, he might as well live a more comfortable life. When I first arrived in the Northwest, he even ran to find me Once, the situation at that time... I almost died of anger if I didn't mention it. Later, when I thought about it, I realized that he came to persuade me."

"That year...he was only 12 years old, but he saw much more openly than me."

He lowered his eyes slightly, as if thinking of something old, his expression was rare gentle and calm.Lan Qi obediently put her head on his shoulder, and Ye Xuehuan leaned up to kiss his forehead lightly, as if the other two in the carriage were dead.

"The day I first met you, Mo Ran actually wanted to ask you, but I stopped me." Ye Xuehuan smiled, "I thought you might not know about such important confidential matters, but I didn't expect you to share those two pictures. Keep that in mind."

It was quite tentative to say this, and Lan Qi had no intention of concealing it, nodded and said: "I have been very interested in ingenuity since I was a child, and Xingzu Huangling is also a master of mechanism formations, just the master in front of the tomb The formation is exquisite and hard to describe. And it is probably because there is no key to the mechanism, and the two blueprints are not paid much attention to within the Skylark, and they are only placed together with other classics in Yunxi Pavilion, and there is no special placement. I will read more After a few times, I will remember it.”

Ye Xuehuan smiled and said: "In this way, Nuan Wen is considered a bit of a blessing. At that time, he thought that his heat poison would only be painful for a lifetime, but the Imperial Medical Court suddenly found out the ancient books that recorded Guanghan Jade. Take it from Mobei After finding a map, I had no clues for two years, how could you, a kitten, bump into it by yourself. Judging from this trend, maybe the key to the mechanism will fall from the sky someday?"

Lan Qi was silent for a while, then suddenly said: "Maybe...Master Yu will know some clues."

Ye Xuehuan raised her eyebrows, "Master Yu?"

"Jingshou, Yu Wushuang." Lan Qi explained, "Master Yu has very high authority in Lark, and sometimes the elders in her heart are afraid of her. It's just that her whereabouts are unknown now, and her life and death are unknown, but she should also be in the central area .”

Ye Xuehuan remained silent, motioning for him to continue talking.

Lan Qi said: "When I first entered the territory of Chongyang, I saw the secret note left by her. The general idea is that the king is unkind, and allegiance is useless. All the hidden people outside should hide separately, and never go back to the skylark. But that is already a It happened many months ago, and I haven't seen her secret note since then, so I don't know what's going on now."

Ye Xuehuan nodded, and silently recited the word "Jade" twice in his mind. He thought of many things for a while, and then said: "Maybe it will fall on that Hongji in the end. Since she is the head of Yu, she has nothing to do with Yu." Shuang should be at the same level, and there may be more clues."

Lan Qi responded in a low voice, lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.Ye Xuehuan also squinted her eyes slightly, thinking in her mind.

"Your Highness." As if wanting to prove his own existence, Wen Luo suddenly said at this moment, "I have the guts to ask you to help Master Lan with a diagnosis."

Both of them looked at him, and saw that Wen Luo's expression remained unchanged, and he continued to smile and said, "Mr. Lan's complexion is pale, and it looks like he has been short of energy and blood all year round. Since he is by His Highness's side, it is good to take more care of him."

It's quite euphemistic, but the meaning couldn't be more obvious - the health is not good, but it can't serve the Third Prince, especially on the bed.

Ye Xuehuan could hear clearly, the corners of her lips curled up, and she happily grabbed Lan Qi's wrist and brought it to Wen Luo.Lan Qi flinched with some resistance, but was teased by Ye Xuehuan: "What are you hiding? Could it be that Lan'er is pregnant with my child and dare not let me know?"

"..."

Lan Qi had nothing to say, so he spread his hands.Wen Luo said after the consultation: "Mr. Lan's qi and blood are not strong, although it is not a disease, but if things go on like this, it is easy to hurt the root, so we still need to be careful."

Ye Xuehuan hummed: "You can prescribe the prescription when you go back."

Wen Luo agreed, and the smile on his face deepened.

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Back at the Governor's Mansion, Wen Luo resigned to prescribe medicine, while Ye Xuehuan took Lan Qi back to the study.He was not in the northwest, and even though there were deputy generals and generals to manage it on his behalf, he still had to take a look at it after all. Military affairs, big and small, had been piled up for a month, and they were all sent to him.

Lan Qi rearranged the ledger by his side, and at the same time actually started to try to decipher the code words, and asked Ye Xuehuan to get him a counting chip, and placed it on the ground by his side, fiddling with the calculation with one hand, and Record the game on paper.His own deduction is all abbreviated, densely written, messy and scribbled; only when he has calculated some results, he will take another paper to carefully transcribe.

His deduction is fast, but the progress is slow, and the actual transcribed content is not much, which can be seen to be very difficult.His expression was focused, his brows were slightly frowned, and there were all spread papers in his hands, a spacious nanmu desk took up most of it for him.After Ye Xuehuan finished handling the military affairs, he read the information from Lu Yao one by one, replied with some instructions and arrangements, ordered Tong Xuan to send them back separately, and drank a cup of tea along the way, Lan Qi didn't even raise his head one time.

Ye Xuehuan glanced at the content he transcribed, and it was not a complete sentence, but only recorded the deciphered code words correspondingly, mostly counting and place names.Although the handwriting is not like a silver hook painted on iron, it is horizontal and vertical, upright and elegant, with a bit of style. It is obvious that it has been practiced since childhood and has been taught by a famous teacher.

This shows that he should have come from a rich family, and he was once a young master with ample food and clothing; I don't know what kind of accidents he had to encounter, so that he was exiled to Yi Country and became a shady Skylark spy.

However, even being a secret agent can achieve top-notch golden eyes, it can only show that this little piece of gold will shine no matter what.

This kind of deduction and calculation work is the most cumbersome and complicated. It not only requires a sharp and clear mind, but also requires great patience and exhausts energy; even if Lan Qi's mental strength is far beyond ordinary people, it is impossible to maintain this state forever.After a while, I saw that he began to rub his eyes unconsciously, his brows were furrowed more and more tightly, and his fingers were impatiently knocking back and forth on the counting chip. Obviously, he had encountered a bottleneck and stagnated.

Ye Xuehuan shook his head secretly, the little thing was so desperate, but he couldn't bear it, so he ordered the servant to make him a bowl of sweet soup.

Lan Qi was rarely irritable, had no appetite for sweets, felt dry in his mouth, and blurted out like a ghost: "I want to eat some sour plum..."

Ye Xuehuan almost laughed out loud, "Why, are you really pregnant?"

Lan Qi was not in the mood to joke with him, so he shook his head and said, "It's refreshing."

Ye Xuehuan sighed softly, and tapped his head with his fingers, "Okay, you can rest for a while, don't be in a hurry."

Lan Qi was still waiting for a few words of defense, Tong Xuan reported outside the door, and Master Jiang, the censor, asked to see him.Ye Xuehuan smiled and said, "I can't help but want to scold me."

Immediately let Lan Qi clean up the case, and then called Master Jiang to come in.

The old censor was already on fire, and after waiting for so long before entering, what he saw was the third prince holding his little boy pet from behind, leading him hand in hand to practice calligraphy, while the other hand was still groping around his waist screen.

Mr. Jiang was born as a historian, and later became a speech officer. He has been too upright all his life, and his brain can't turn around. He can still speak harshly and outspokenly in front of the king. Naturally, there is no politeness or courtesy to this prince who is promiscuous in daytime. He said coldly: "Your Highness pushed back all the arrangements for the afternoon, just to practice calligraphy with your pet servant?"

Ye Xuehuan didn't take it seriously, and said with a leisurely smile: "Anyway, it's just a slapstick entertainment, it's better to come back and accompany Lan'er."

He put down his pen, dragged a soft chair to sit down, Lan Qi sat beside him obediently, and handed him tea.Ye Xuehuan took the teacup, filtered the nonexistent tea foam with one hand, and said casually, "What's the matter, Mr. Jiang?"

Lord Jiang sneered: "Your Highness, don't you feel that your words and deeds last night were inappropriate?"

Although he knew that what he was talking about was about the banquet, Lan Qi's mind was filled with another matter, and he couldn't help but feel his face burn.

Mr. Jiang was even angrier when he saw it. He has been upright all his life, and he hates this kind of thing that a man is willing to be female and has no masculinity; seeing Lan Qi blushing shyly, his white beard almost stands on end .

Ye Xuehuan had known that he would make such an attack, so he replied in a leisurely manner: "I heard that in the twelfth lunar month, Qin Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites held a banquet at home, and Liu Shilang blatantly put his hand under the skirt of a dancer during the banquet. Mr. Jiang will not go Can he be immoral and accuse me of being inappropriate?"

"The kind of apprentice who can't support the wall, how can he be compared with His Highness!" Mr. Jiang almost roared, with an indisputable anger on his face, "How can Your Highness be so self-willed and depraved!"

Ye Xuehuan raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked at the furious old censor in front of him with a half-smile, "This is really strange. Liu Shilang is notorious among the flowers, and everyone thinks it should be so when he does something offensive, so he turns a blind eye; I am usually cautious and restrained, but I only brought Lan'er out once, and I didn't behave too politely, instead I would be pointed at. Could it be that the morals of this world are strict with good people, but tolerant of evil people?"

Mr. Jiang was robbed by him, and he was speechless for a while. His anger was calm, but he still said coldly: "Your Highness is the son of Empress Chu, and the expectations he bears are naturally different from others. You should be more strict with yourself and don't give others anything. An opportunity to take advantage of."

Ye Xuehuan was stabbed by the word "Queen of Chu", and the eyes of the phoenix became a little cold, and the corners of her lips suddenly sharpened, "If I remember correctly, Mrs. Jiang also participated in my mother's empress and interfered in the government. Why are you admiring your mother now?"

Lord Jiang was also stimulated by him, his old face flushed red, he didn't know whether it was from anger or haste, he flicked his sleeves, and said loudly: "If Empress Chu is a man, she must be the pillar of the country, and she can be a generation of virtuous ministers. But since she is a woman, she must keep her duty as a woman, take care of the harem and raise the children for His Majesty, instead of pointing out the country and the rooster in the morning! Just like Your Highness, as a prince, you must know your own Identity and responsibility, abide by the rules, and spread the branches and leaves for the royal family, instead of indulging in fun and turning yin and yang here!"

After saying this, even Lan Qi couldn't help frowning.This old censor speaks too bluntly, and he is suspected of being presumptuous; he dared to do this with a prince, and even said in front of Ye Xuehuan that the queen of Chu "the rooster is in the morning", I really don't know what it is like in the court on weekdays A scene.

Yushitai had a special status in the Central Court, he dared to scold anyone and say anything, even Ye Xuehuan had to be a bit jealous, and didn't want to really confront him head-on.

Although he doesn't have the deep affection for the empress Chu like an ordinary mother and child, he can't tolerate the late mother being arranged in such a way; Concerned about the empress of Chu again, he said slowly: "According to Mr. Jiang's words, my duty as a prince is to give birth to an heir for the royal family, and to be a breeding pig?"

What he said was even worse, but Mr. Jiang was unmoved, and automatically ignored his last sentence, and said in a deep voice: "If it's other royal families, it's fine if they don't care about self-respect and self-love. But His Highness is full of civil and military expectations. , must not be childless."

Ye Xuehuan's heart skipped a beat, and he finally understood what the old censor really wanted to say, and immediately calmly asked, "May I ask Mr. Jiang to express clearly, what exactly do the civil and military officials of the court expect from me?"

Mr. Jiang saw that he asked questions knowingly, but he didn't hesitate at all. He stared at him word by word and said: "Among the several princes in the current dynasty, who is the real talent of the great authority, everyone knows in their hearts."

Ye Xuehuan's pupils shrank suddenly, and he said sharply, "Master Jiang, be careful with your words!"

"Your Highness doesn't like to listen, and the old minister wants to talk." Now that he has said it, Mr. Jiang simply didn't even cover it up, and his voice became louder and louder, "Among the princes, who can rule both civil and military affairs like His Highness? Who can compare with His Highness in terms of talent, virtue, merit, fame, background and popularity? Even if His Highness has no intentions, he should still think about the central government and the people of the world!"

The impact of the words was so powerful that even Lan Qi felt dizzy for a while.

——This old censor is actually instigating, or even forcing Ye Xuehuan to seize the reserve!The reason is very high-sounding, because he is the best and can do the most for Chongyang, so he must sacrifice his personal wishes and dedicate himself to the country and the people.

This is completely like the idea of ​​an upright and dedicated old censor, but the question is how does he know that all civil and military officials in the Manchu Dynasty have such ideas?At least the Liu family and the Nangong family definitely don't think so, and Ye Xuehuan himself certainly doesn't think so.

Regardless of whether Ye Xuehuan has the heart to fight for the reserve or not, this is not something that can be said on the stage.Since ancient times, emperors have always tabooed princes competing for the throne. No matter how good he is, there are already people in the reserve. As long as the prince behaves himself and does not make big mistakes, there is always no legitimate reason to change the reserve.The harder he fought, the faster he would die. How could this old censor not understand?What is the intention of today's words?

"...Master Jiang." Ye Xuehuan breathed out, her voice became soft and gentle, but there was a hint of awe, "Based on what you said, it's not too much for me to pull you out and behead the capital .You leave now, and I will pretend that you have never been here today, nor have I heard what you said."

Mr. Jiang was not afraid, and said sonorously: "Even if Your Highness kills the old minister, this fact cannot be changed. I hope Your Highness can understand that there are some people in this world who are destined not to be happy and do whatever they want!"

After saying that, he turned around proudly and walked away with his head held high.

Until there was no sound outside the door, Ye Xuehuan finally couldn't take it anymore, and threw the teacup in his hand on the door that was not closed tightly, and said angrily: "Old man!"

Lan Qi's heart was thumping. On weekdays, I saw Ye Xuehuan smiling calmly, and when he teased him, his eyes were both playful and gentle. Never was there such a time when he was so angry, and the glazed phoenix eyes were full of clouds, as if he was about to fall in midsummer. The gloomy sky under the torrential rain made people breathless.But this should be the side he should have. He is the dragon son of the Tian family, and he has obtained full strength and majesty from the queen of Chu. No one can afford the thunderous anger.

If this kind of anger falls on him one day, there will only be no bones left.Lan Qi lowered his eyes slightly, and the fingers in his sleeves couldn't help curling up slightly.

With a gloomy face, Ye Xuehuan called Tong Xuan in and asked, "Where's Chang Yue? Are you back?"

Tong Xuan shook his head, Ye Xuehuan said impatiently: "Send someone to call him back."

Tong Xuan took the order to leave, Ye Xuehuan suppressed his dryness for a while, turned his head to look at Lan Qi, and saw that he was looking at him without blinking, his dark eyes were shining brightly, although his expression was still light, there was a smile between his eyebrows. But he was a bit worried, and suddenly felt better, pulled him over and kissed him, and said in a low voice: "Just do your business, I'll go out for a while."

So he went out to the front hall, called a dozen or so accompanying officials, and questioned them one by one, feeling a bit preoccupied; he wrote several secret letters and asked Tong Xuan to send back Dan Lu to Lu Yao.When everything is arranged properly, it is time to hold the lamps.The anger in Ye Xuehuan's heart had calmed down, but she only became more irritable, feeling aggrieved with nowhere to go, stuck in her chest, extremely uncomfortable.

For some reason, I suddenly wanted to see Lan Qi's calm face and hug his soft body.

Back in the study, Lan Qi actually had a plate of sour plums in his hand. He looked calm and was slowly copying on paper.The case was no longer as messy as it was before, and it was obvious that it had entered the final stage.He sat next to Lan Qi, glanced at the neat stack of papers, and asked with a smile, "Why, it's finished?"

Lan Qi hummed: "Everything that can be translated has been translated, and I will talk to His Highness in detail after sorting it out."

There seemed to be a plum in his mouth, his speech was vague, and he could vaguely hear the sound of the plum rolling around in his mouth, and the tip of his small tongue was faintly visible.Ye Xuehuan's heart moved slightly, she pinched his chin, made him turn his head, leaned over and kissed him.Lan Qi parted his lips obediently, Ye Xuehuan unceremoniously stuck the tip of his tongue in, and immediately backed away with a "hiss", trembling from the sour plum in his mouth, his brows were knit together for a long time. not come.Lan Qi had already let go of his defenses in front of him, but he forgot how good this little thing is on the face, and he could keep his expression on with such a sour plum in his mouth, so he slapped him secretly.

Lan Qi looked innocent, and even poured tea to rinse his mouth, with a very obedient attitude.Ye Xuehuan hugged him into his arms, and laughed and scolded: "Little white-eyed wolf. I was said to be obsessed with beauty and reversed yin and yang because of you, and you treat me like this."

"It's not that I asked His Highness to kiss you." Lan Qi replied flatly, "Your Highness is lustful, so it's my fault instead."

Ye Xuehuan laughed, feeling the cuteness of this little thing more and more, reached out and patted his cheek, "Spit it out."

Lan Qi had no choice but to spit out the sour plum in his mouth, and was forced to rinse his mouth with tea before being kissed again.The mouth stimulated by the sour plum continuously secreted body fluid, dripping down the corners of the mouth during the entanglement, and was gently licked away.Ye Xuehuan sucked repeatedly with the tip of his tongue in his mouth, and the diluted sour taste turned into a vaguely sweet aftertaste, mixed with a faint tea fragrance, for some reason there was a somewhat intoxicating aura, no matter how much he tasted it, he felt Not satisfied.

Lan Qi knew that even though his face had regained his calm, he still couldn't let go of his heart, and he still had something to worry about. After a moment of hesitation, Lan Qi stretched out his arms and wrapped them around his shoulders.Feeling his little initiative, Ye Xuehuan simply pushed him down on the desk, changed angles, rummaged and asked wantonly.

When they finally parted, Lan Qi was out of breath, her lips were wet, and her eyes were also wet, which was illuminated by the candlelight in the room.

If it was normal, Ye Xuehuan would probably have followed the trend, but now she was not in the mood, she just sat up again holding Lan Qi, pressed him to her chest, and stroked his back.Lan Qi didn't say a word, and leaned obediently in his arms, rubbing his hot cheek against his heart.

People like them never need verbal comfort, just like at the Lantern Festival before, when Lan Qi was asked about his life experience, his mood was extremely depressed, and Ye Xuehuan just passed the topic without a trace.

That was his respect for Lan Qi, and his unique consideration.Not everyone can appreciate his subtle tenderness, but Lan Qi can and will repay him in the same way.

Hugs and kisses are always irresistible comfort for human beings, this is true for Lan Qi, and it is the same for Ye Xuehuan.He is only a body of flesh and blood, and sometimes he will be tired and hurt. It is impossible to stand on the cusp of the storm forever.Lan Qi showed his weak side to him, and wanted to seek protection in his arms; and when he was occasionally tired, he also longed for comfort.

Lan Qi understands this kind of mood, and understands what he needs at this time, so he only gives him quiet company, allowing him to seek comfort from himself, and at the same time absorb the tenderness he wants in his arms.

To ask is to give at the same time, in the wordless exchange, who stirs whose heartstrings, and who breaks whose defenses, how to calculate clearly.

"...Your Highness." After an unknown amount of time, Lan Qi finally whispered, "I'm hungry."

Ye Xuehuan smiled lightly, bowed her head and kissed his forehead, "Okay. Eat."

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Chu Changyue was hurriedly called back from the Yulin military camp, and it was already nightfall.

Although he is respectful and humble on weekdays, he tends to be verbose when he drinks too much. Over the past month or so, he has watched the various interactions between Ye Xuehuan and Lan Qi, and he has become more and more worried. He drank more at Yulinjun's place. , and began to pull Wei Yan to sigh.

It is also inconvenient for him to reveal Lan Qi's identity, so to Wei Yan's ears, it is nothing more than Ye Xuehuan's interest in seeing her, Lan Qi's motives are not pure, but his highness does not listen to persuasion, in case something happens in the end , He was sorry for his aunt, sorry for the Chu family, sorry for the royal family, and sorry for the world. At the end, he wanted to cry, and almost burst into tears.

Wei Yanxian was able to comfort each other with good words at first, but he really couldn't hold back his chatter. From noon to night, no matter how good his patience was, his patience was worn out, and he wanted to slap him faintly and send him back.After finally staying up until Ye Xuehuan sent someone to look for him, he hurriedly stuffed him into the carriage.

Chu Changyue went to the study in the small courtyard with a heavy head, and when he saw Ye Xuehuan's face hiding a knife in his smile, he was half sober from the wine.Ye Xuehuan looked at him, and said slowly: "Chang Yue, go and send your father a letter, asking him to give me a rest recently."

Chu Changyue's father was Ye Xuehuan's uncle, Duke Chang of Chu Yuezhi.As Ye Xuehuan's mother's family, this uncle is undoubtedly the one who most hopes that he will ascend to the throne in the future, so on weekdays, consciously or unconsciously, he will make side attacks on him, trying to test whether he has any intention of competing for the throne.

No matter what Ye Xuehuan thinks, he is an elder after all, so he still has to call "Uncle" on his face; once he says "your father" to Chu Changyue, it means that Chu Yuezhi may have done something to provoke him again. He's not happy about it.

When Chu Changyue heard it, the other half of the wine woke up immediately, and he couldn't help asking: "What's wrong?"

Ye Xuehuan roughly repeated Jiang Yushi's words in the afternoon, Chu Changyue gasped, and said in surprise: "This...you mean, my father asked Mr. Jiang to test you?"

Ye Xuehuan sneered and shook his head: "This kind of old speaker hates cliques the most, not to mention your father, I am afraid that Liu Ting will only be a nail in front of him. I asked a few officials to ask questions this afternoon, although Everyone is vague, but your father must have taken the opportunity to cheer me up while I was not in Danlu. I really thank him for his kindness, can you not make trouble for me?"

Chu Changyue said embarrassingly: "It's not like you don't know my father's temperament, and this kind of thing doesn't happen every day or two. How come this old censor really believes it?"

"The old man can trust your father?" Ye Xuehuan sneered, "This kind of old speaker who has never been able to turn a corner in his life can make him have the illusion that I am expecting, who else can he be except father?"

Chu Changyue felt cold all over, and swallowed hard, "You...you mean...?"

Ye Xuehuan sighed, and said softly: "Father, he...has doubted me after all."

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