The road of the king, the minister and the husband

Xiao Yiran sat on the stone bench in the gazebo, looking at the silver-gray floor tiles under the moonlight, a little lost in thought.

Yingli stood beside him to shield him from the night wind, not daring to make the slightest noise to disturb him.

For half the salary, Xiao Yiran suddenly laughed softly.

His voice seemed ethereal, a little weird and unreal in this black night.

Yingli's heart skipped a beat, and the hairs on his back stood on end.

What's the matter, little master?A sudden smile startled him.

"Yingli, tell me, if people in the world know that the emperor of Yin Dynasty is using high-sounding excuses to kill a prince with a different surname, will they think the emperor is fatuous?" Youyou asked, but it wasn't true. Let him answer.

Asking and answering himself, Xiao Yiran sighed, and laughed with resignation and sigh, "He can do this for me, if I don't work harder, I'm afraid I really have to die to apologize."

Yingli stood aside with her head down, thought for a while and said softly: "Young master has filtered it."

Xiao Yiran chuckled and shook his head, "To be with him in this life is to die without regret."

This is the first time Xiao Yiran said this in front of outsiders. Yingli has to admit that although it is shameful for people who are also men to fall in love together, not to mention their prominent identities, but I have to say, Beside the master, only the little master can stand side by side.

"The master also knows the heart of the little master, so he will do something for the little master, the little master should not think too much." Yingli thought for a while, but still persuaded softly.

Xiao Yiran chuckled, raised his hand and gathered his sleeve robe, "Let's go, let's go back."

Yingli followed Xiao Yiran back to the outside of the room, Yingli bowed his hands and then left.

Xiao Yiran pushed open the door, glanced at Yin Tianqi who was sitting at the table drinking tea, then looked at the porcelain cup in his hand, walked over happily, lifted the lid and smelled it, and smiled, "Is it chicken soup?"

"Well, drink to warm your body." Reaching out to push him, Yin Tianqi turned to look at him.

Xiao Yiran took a sip from the porcelain spoon and looked at him with raised eyebrows: "You want to drink too?"

"Did you lose your temper just now?" Yin Tianqi shook his head, and raised his hand to gather the broken hair on his forehead behind his ears.

"No, I just feel that you are a little too happy to kill so many people for me, and I can't help sighing a little." After drinking two more mouthfuls of chicken soup, Xiao Yiran chuckled and looked up at him with his mouth pursed. happy.

Yin Tianqi was taken aback, and raised his hand to pinch his earlobe, "Who is talking too much?"

Although I didn't specifically tell them not to tell Xiao Yiran about this matter, it's hard to guarantee that someone will say something that shouldn't be said.

He didn't want to burden his little one.

Xiao Yiran put the porcelain spoon on a plate, wiped his mouth and turned to look at him, blinked his eyes, and said, "Am I that stupid? You can know these things after thinking about them. If they told me, it wouldn't be me." .”

"Yes, yes, my Lord Jade is the smartest." Smiling, he wiped off the juice from the corner of his mouth, Yin Tianqi stretched out his hand to hold his cold hand, "But sleepy?"

"No, you're not going to tell me what's going on?" Xiao Yiran raised his hand to let Xiao Qingzi come in and take the bowl away, then pulled Yin Tianqi up and walked to the bed beside him.

"It's nothing else, it's just that some desperate people insist on talking about you." Yin Tianqi raised his foot to let Xiao Lizi take off his boots, and soaked his feet in hot water.

"No wonder you lost your temper so much." Xiao Yiran shrugged, he knew very well that he was Yin Tianqi's Ni Lin, if anyone offended him, Yin Tianqi would be a genius.