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"Huaifang, when I was seriously ill, you should have known that I have the blood of people from southern Xinjiang." Zhao Yanzhi said while holding Xie Qing's hand, while staring at his terrified son, "Yes, you also have."

Xie Qing nodded and said, "I know."

Zhao Yanzhi gave a short "hmm" and was a little irritated: "It's my biological mother, Empress Showa was born in southern Xinjiang. Zhao Xiang knew about this; you know, the blood in southern Xinjiang is very troublesome. If it gets out, the consequences will be disastrous."

"Zhao Xiang holds the evidence of my biological mother's blood in his hand. He threatened me that if I don't kill you, he will..."

"Just publicize this matter?" Zhao Sui couldn't help but interjected, fascinated by what he heard.

Zhao Yan only rolled his eyes at him, and continued to say to Xie Qing: "He will go to you and ask you to confess the crimes he impeached you."

At this point, Zhao Suifang was a little moved.

Zhao Yanzhi held Xie Qing's hand tightly, and the hot palm was in stark contrast to Xie Qing's icy body temperature: "I dare not let you know. I am afraid that if you know, you will not allow me to take risks and promise him everything; I At that time, I thought, even if Zhao Xiang finds out, if he is willing to tell the world, let him go, anyway, you are in my hands, you can't do anything stupid."

Zhao Yanzhi stared at Xie Qing eagerly, Xie Qing didn't speak, and he was also silent.After a long while, Xie Qing finally asked, "You used... the kind of medicine that Cheng Chu prepared when you were seriously ill?"

Zhao Yanzhi stroked his hair, shook his head and said: "No. That medicine is too dangerous, you have to wake up very much, but at that time... I asked Cheng Chu to prepare another medicine, and the effect was not as good. Well, you can wake up in three to five days. If you don’t look closely, you won’t be able to see it.”

Xie Qing sighed, and said slightly responsibly: "You should have let me know. There is no room for any mistakes in such a big matter. How can you make up your own mind. If Zhao Xiang wants to take a closer look, what are you going to do?"

Zhao Yanzhi hugged him childishly: "I don't care. If I tell you, will you let me take this risk?"

Xie Qing was stunned for a while, shook his head with a smile, and then asked again: "What about the Xie family? What's going on with the Xie family?"

Zhao Yan was stunned for a moment, but before he could think of an answer, Xie Qing said, "Forget it, Your Majesty must follow the law."

So far, the two have spoken.The expression on Xie Qing's face softened a lot, and he became a little angry; and Zhao Yanzhi finally breathed a sigh of relief.

No one in Nuo Da's hall spoke, and Geng Le's voice could be heard clearly.

After a long time, Xie Qing asked, "Are you all right now? When can I go home?"

The most troublesome thing for Zhao Yanzhi finally came.He shook his head in embarrassment, not daring to look into Xie Qing's eyes.He said: "You...you don't know, Zhao Xiang not only wants you to die, but he wants to see you buried before he commits suicide. I can't help it. Now...while you are still unconscious, the news of your death has already been announced to the world .”

Xie Qing didn't respond, but Zhao Yanzhi found in despair that the anger that had just appeared on his face disappeared quickly.After a long while, Xie Qing asked dumbly: "It's done now? Xie Qing is really dead now?"

Zhao Yanzhi suddenly hugged Xie Qing tightly; it was the first time Xie Qing didn't resist his embrace after waking up.He said over and over again in Xie Qing's ear: "I'm sorry, I can't keep you..."

Zhao Sui felt that it was superfluous for him to sit on the side.

When he suddenly learned of his "death", Xie Qing still couldn't react; he asked Zhao Yanzhi blankly, "Xie Qing is dead, but who am I?"

Zhao Yanzhi scratched his head in embarrassment, held his hand and continued: "It's expedient, you should be Liuyun for a while. He looks five points like you. That's what I'm saying to the outside world. Don't go out; after a few years the limelight has passed, and you go out again, others will no longer be suspicious."

Xie Qing said "oh" without any emotion, and asked, "Then what about Liuyun?"

Zhao Yanzhi's expression suddenly turned ferocious, he hummed heavily, and said, "He's dead. He belongs to Zhao Xiang, how dare he put medicine in your drinking water!"

Then Zhao Yanzhi carefully hugged Xie Qing into his arms, and said apologetically, "I just wronged you. Huaifang, please. No matter whose name you bear, please live on."

The amount of information in this conversation was too much, Xie Qing, who was so sick and stunned, couldn't react for a while, and in the end it was Ji Chengchu who poured him a bowl of medicine, and he became a little sleepy.After Zhao Yanzhi settled Xie Qing to sleep, he waved to Zhao Sui who had been awkwardly staying aside, and the father and son went out one after the other.

Zhao Yanzhi said to his son seriously: "This is a big matter, you have heard it just now. No one is allowed to know that your uncle is still alive, and Cheng Ming and Yu'er can't tell it for the time being, you know? Also, put you away." That dumb smile, look at your current appearance, you don't look like someone who lost his uncle!"

Zhao Sui nodded hurriedly.

Seeing that his son was still refusing to leave, Zhao Yan couldn't help frowning: "What else do you want to ask?"

Zhao Sui asked hesitantly: "About the Xie family... Xie Yuan is accused of murdering the empress for treason, but I don't understand, what good will the Xie family's assassination of their mother do them?"

Zhao Yanzhi sneered, and said: "Of course Xie Yuan didn't intend to assassinate your mother, he just wanted to kill your uncle. You were not there, it was..." Thinking of what happened that day, Zhao Yanzhi still had lingering fears: "It was Ah Xiang who jumped at him body, saved his life."

"Uncle?" Zhao Sui thought for a while, "I don't understand. If you say that uncle was your father's arm when the aristocratic family was evenly matched with you, no matter who it is, there is still a motive. But now that the family is declining, uncle also I've been out of business for a long time, and I'm no help to the Xie family, but I can't even talk about a threat; if it were me, I would definitely keep my uncle. After all, if there are mother and uncle around, my father will have to be scruples."

Zhao Yanzhi sneered, and said: "Yes, you don't understand, and I don't understand either. But Xie Yuan's matter has been done, and he really killed your mother."

"Ah Sui, your uncle doesn't need to know these things, so as not to make him sad; but in the future, the whole week will be in your hands, you must understand."

Zhao Yanzhi returned to the hall lightly, knelt down in front of Xie Qing's couch, and secretly kissed his forehead.Zhao Yanzhi hesitated for a moment, but went to the side hall to sleep.Ever since Xie Qing woke up, he has resisted his approach very much. Every time he hugs Xie Qing, Xie Qing's whole body becomes stiff.He knows that misunderstandings can be resolved with words, but the grudges in his heart cannot be eliminated overnight.

But that doesn't matter, Zhao Yan only smiled silently.He still has the rest of his life to wait for him; anyway, he has been waiting almost all his life.

Under Zhao Yanzhi's meticulous care, Xie Qing's body gradually recovered, and he stopped taking the medicine gradually, and no longer fell asleep all day long.When Zhao Yan only felt that he was in good spirits, he would take the memorials back to his dormitory to read with Xie Qing, and would discuss with him any difficult decisions.Every time at this time, Zhao Yanzhi felt that Xie Qing's spirit was particularly better; he himself enjoyed this kind of life very much, as if he had returned to the time when they supported each other many years ago.

One day, probably because Zhao Yanzhi was tired, he lay down and rolled on the ground regardless of his image, and coquettishly asked Xie Qing to help him read the memorial.Xie Qing laughed unconsciously when he saw that the man who was over his age was still writhing like a big cat.Seeing Xie Qing smiling, Zhao Yan was overjoyed, so he thrashed even harder.

In the end, Xie Qing still couldn't get over his spontaneous thoughts of pampering, and read volumes of memorials to him.Zhao Yanzhi lay contentedly on Xie Qing's lap, thinking that he would have no regrets in this life.

Suddenly, the bamboo slip fell to the ground with a "slap", startled Zhao Yanzhi, and when he looked up again, Xie Qing's expression was already very ugly.

Zhao Yanzhi immediately went to hug him, Xie Qing didn't hide, and let him play around like a puppet.Zhao Yanzhi lowered his head and glanced, the few characters revealed in the scroll were probably posthumous titles.

Zhao Yan only secretly scolded himself for being careless, and it took Xie Qing a long time to appease him before he showed any expression.Since then, Zhao Yanzhi has been more careful, and he never brought his official duties back to the bedroom.

When Zhao Yanzhi came back from Xie Qing's funeral that day, it was already very late.He walked into the sleeping hall suspiciously, and found that the deity was just sitting in the Chengde hall, without even lighting a lamp.Zhao Yanzhi took a big cloak and walked over to put it on Xie Qing, and asked softly: "Did you eat well today?"

Xie Qing looked at him with dull eyes and didn't answer.

Zhao Yanzhi's heart tightened for no reason, and he glanced at the untouched food, and suddenly became angry.He yelled at the servants in dissatisfaction: "Are you all dead? You won't even give him food!"

The little servant was so frightened that he couldn't say a word, and almost cried out with his mouth flattened.Xie Qing took Zhao Yanzhi's hand and said, "Don't get angry, I don't want to eat."

There is no warmth within reach, coupled with Xie Qing's ethereal and erratic voice, Zhao Yanzhi became even more flustered.He threw everyone out, bent down to pick up Xie Qing, and walked into the inner room.He originally wanted to feed Xie Qing some food, but Xie Qing said: "I can't live anymore?"

Panic filled his heart immediately, Zhao Yan only pulled Xie Qing into his arms, and scolded in a low voice: "What nonsense are you talking about!"

The voice trembled a little.

Xie Qing ignored him, and asked without emotion: "What is your posthumous posthumous title?"

Zhao Yanzhi felt that it was creepy to discuss his posthumous title with a living person on such a dark and windy night, especially if this person was such a precious and important person as him.Zhao Yanzhi hastily covered Xie Qing's mouth: "Don't say it."

So Xie Qing obediently nestled in Zhao Yanzhi's arms and didn't speak any more; the anxiety in Zhao Yanzhi's heart became more and more intense.

That night, Zhao Yanzhi didn't care about Xie Qing's discomfort anymore, and for the first time hugged him to sleep on his couch.At first, no matter how stiffly Xie Qing struggled, Zhao Yanzhi hugged him hard, because that was the most secure way.When the person in his arms finally fell asleep, he still couldn't sleep at night.Xie Qing couldn't accept the "fact" that he was dead, and this was probably the most difficult thing he had ever encountered in his life.

The author has something to say:

You are going to die, you are not dead, you are really dead. . . . . .

Xie Qing: Go to hell!