Stay alive

"Young Master Lin, you and His Majesty had a very good friendship in the past few years, why did you suddenly disappear for five years and show up now... The question of this palace seems a bit abrupt." Zhao Huanyan said.

Her confusion was completely within Lin Qiannan's expectation.

It seems that Han Qi hid the traces of his past very well. Others don't know that he went to the southern country in the past five years.

Lin Qiannan said: "Since the emperor won't tell the empress, then naturally I can't say anything. If the empress has anything else to ask, I can only tell the empress the truth. I don't remember what happened five years ago."

After a moment of silence, Zhao Huanyan's small face turned red and white, and became a little pale. She still had a lot of questions to ask, and those questions were all about Han Qi, even if Lin Qiannan knew about it, she would not tell her.

As the night grew darker, Zhao Huanyan couldn't sit still, and after leaving, the gaudy smell of makeup in the palace subsided a lot.

Lin Qiannan drank a cup of tea, fell asleep on the bed all night, and Han Qi asked him to share breakfast the next morning.

"Your Majesty Jin'an." Lin Qiannan bowed slightly to express his respect.

Han Qi was annoyed by his formality, frowned and said, "There are no outsiders around, so you don't need to care about etiquette in Qiannan."

"I entered the Kingdom of Yu to represent the Southern Kingdom. If there is no customary etiquette, wouldn't it be overstepping?" Lin Qiannan sat down and said with a frank expression.

Han Qi dismissed the outsider and looked at him fixedly. He picked up the chopsticks just now when he saw him eating with chopsticks.

"Did you hear what Huo Liang and I said yesterday?" Han Qi asked.

Lin Qian looked at him from the south side, "I heard it."

"Hmm..." Han Qi curled up one corner of his mouth, his eyes were filled with amusement, "I heard that the queen came to look for you yesterday?"

"Are you jealous?" Lin Qiannan laughed at him, "If the queen doesn't come to see you after you return to the palace, come to me first."

"What did she tell you?" Han Qi asked here, a chill flashed in his eyes.

Lin Qiannan ate a chopstick full of green vegetables, chewed them twice, shook his head and said, "What does she have to say to me? Do I know her?"

Han Qi seems to believe in his amnesia, and he has never seen him talk about the past.

Han Qi smiled, "You and Ya'er are good friends, you should have heard about the queen."

"I don't often hear that Ya'er doesn't like to talk about the queen."

After Han Qi finished his meal with him, he went to the long-lost morning court. Lin Qiannan had nothing to do and wandered around the palace.

The season is approaching the beginning of winter, and the fallen leaves are rushing in and out. The palace people swept away a wave of yellow leaves, and the wind blows and the ground is full of splendor.

Lin Qiannan met a long-lost old friend in the Royal Garden.

Wei Tao came out from the queen's palace and met Lin Qiannan head-on. His footsteps swayed, and he just missed kneeling in front of Lin Qiannan.

"what--"

Wei Tao was old, five years had passed, and his temples were gray. When he saw Lin Qiannan, a wail stuck in his throat, and he choked up in pain.

Lin Qiannan did not forget this uncle, he stepped forward to support him and said, "Uncle, I haven't seen you for a long time."

"Qiannan..." Wei Tao burst into tears, "You're still alive...I know you're still alive..."

Lin Qiannan was stunned, and said, "What do you know?"

Wei Tao didn't pay attention to his unintentional words, and continued: "There are many people in the palace, just follow me."

In the imperial hospital, Wei Tao confirmed that there was no one around, and wept bitterly in front of Lin Qiannan.

"Uncle, I'm sorry." Lin Qiannan said.

Wei Tao wiped away his tears, and said: "Uncle is sorry for you and put you in danger. For five years, I have lived in repentance every day. I am really afraid that one day I will die and I will not be able to explain to your father!"

"I did it voluntarily, so I can't blame Uncle." Lin Qiannan looked at the relatives in front of him, and tried his best to smile as if he had reunited after a long absence, but he didn't know that his fake smile could be seen through at a glance.

Wei Tao panicked and grabbed his wrist to check his pulse.

"Isn't it a very unhuman pulse condition?" Lin Qiannan laughed at himself, "The absolute poison is still in my body, Han Qi thought I lost my memory, but it's not true, what I lost was not the optional memory, but the body All for normal people."

"Qiannan, are your five senses fading now?" Wei Tao asked.

Lin Qiannan nodded and withdrew his hand, "What should I feel when I am reunited with my relatives? I don't understand now... I have no way of knowing what will happen in the future. I am not grateful that I am still alive. Five years ago I died Complete all the things in my life. I came back to Yu Kingdom this time to escort Ya'er, and to find the meaning of my life."

"Does life need meaning?" Wei Tao lived his whole life and never knew the answer to this question.

"I need it," Lin Qiannan said indifferently, "Living is sometimes not a good thing, and I don't know why I am alive anymore."

"You have nothing to worry about now, and you don't have the bloody feud you once had. You should be happy!" Wei Tao said heartbroken.

"Sadness, happiness, sadness, I don't have any of them," Lin Qiannan said with a smile, "Can I be happy? For five years, I have always regarded protecting the southern country as my meaning, but just these few days, I met a person... I feel like everything has changed... Uncle, can you understand?"

"Who did you meet?" Wei Tao trembled.

Lin Qiannan nodded, "Uncle, don't worry, I won't be as decisive as I was five years ago. I know he is not my lover. Dumuqiao and Yangguan Road are destined to run in opposite directions."

"Perhaps you shouldn't come back!" Wei Tao calmed down his joy and regained his senses, "You and the current Holy Majesty are destined to have a bad relationship!"

"So what if I'm back? Since the absolute poison still keeps me alive, ordinary things won't hurt me." Lin Qiannan said.

"Qiannan, Uncle will find a way to restore you. Now that you are reunited with the Holy One, he will treat you well." Wei Tao's eyes dodged, as if he knew something.

Lin Qiannan said: "I never expect him to treat me well. I just hope that there will be no accidents before I find out the answer. Ever since I returned to the capital, I always feel that something will happen. I hope I overthink it."

Lin Qiannan pretended to leave, but actually hid in the dark to see where Wei Tao would go. Sure enough, as soon as he left, Wei Tao went to the hidden place of the palace.

Lin Qiannan followed halfway. After thinking about it, he decided not to follow. He believed that Wei Tao would not harm him.

This is about the trust that comes from the blood.

Two days later, Zhao Huanyan's convoy arrived in the capital, and the empress came out of the city gate to greet her. The welcoming team included the 'seriously ill' Prime Minister Zhao Zhangrui.

Lin Qiannan watched Zhao Huanya get out of the carriage in the dark, and then went back to the Prime Minister's Mansion surrounded by a crowd.The look of Zhao Zhangrui's loving father was extremely cold in Lin Qiannan's eyes.

Han Qi went to the prime minister's mansion in person to express his condolences. Lin Qiannan was inconvenient to show up, so he had to find another time to meet Zhao Huanya.

"Move south."

When Han Qi returned to the palace, he came to look for Lin Qiannan.

Lin Qiannan put down the scroll and said, "How is Ya'er?"

"Okay, the empress wants to take her to the palace, and the journey is tiring, so let her stay in the prime minister's mansion temporarily." Han Qi sat down beside him and said.

"The queen misses Ya'er, let her enter the palace." Lin Qiannan said.

Han Qi looked at the miscellaneous books in his hand, and said with a smile, "Alright, what are you doing these days, Qiannan?"

Lin Qiannan looked at him and said calmly, "Your Majesty should be very clear about what I'm doing."

Since returning to the palace, Lin Qiannan's attitude towards Han Qi is as clear as the boundary between two countries. Han Qi is very unhappy and has no way to vent.

Han Qi's voice became colder, "If you want to leave the palace, it's your freedom to go wherever you want, and I didn't imprison you."

"Your Majesty is not imprisoning me, but Your Majesty knows what I'm doing, and I don't know what Your Majesty is doing. It's not fair." Lin Qiannan said this with a childish temper.

Han Qi paused, raised the corner of his mouth and said, "So you want to know what I'm doing? It's easy to say!"

Lin Qiannan regretted saying this two days later, because Han Qi set up an extra desk in his imperial study for Lin Qiannan to copy the memorials of the ministers for him.

Han Qi looked at the neatly written memorials in front of him, and instantly felt that the boring official documents became pleasing to the eye.

Lin Qian went south to copy the memorabilia and said, "Your Majesty, are you not afraid that I will steal the official documents?"

"It's all trivial matters. If you are willing to report to Shen Tuxuan, I can expedite it for you." Han Qi snorted coldly, disdainful of Lin Qiannan's words.

"Little kid." Lin Qiannan cursed in a low voice.

Han Qi looked up at him.

Lin Qiannan said loudly: "Your Majesty is wise and decisive, my hand is numb, can I take a break?"

Han Qi nodded.

Lin Qiannan put down his pen with a sigh of relief. Since he had been writing all day, his hand holding the teacup shook, and he poured half a cup of tea on the memorial.

"It's burning?" Han Qi thought he was burned, so he walked over and asked.

Lin Qiannan's wrist was held by him, and he wiped the tea on his hand with his sleeve, completely ignoring the illegible handwriting.

"someone is coming……"

Lin Qiannan whispered in his ear on purpose.

The two had an ambiguous posture, and Han Qi wiped his hands for him before raising his head to look at Zhao Huanyan, who was neither advancing nor retreating.

Han Qi's face changed quickly, and he put on the posture of the king of a country, and said dignifiedly, "Why didn't you report it?"

Zhao Huanyan's personal maid was carrying a food box in her hand, Zhao Huanyan took the food box, walked over generously and said: "The concubine heard that His Majesty has worked hard all day for state affairs, so she specially brought ginseng soup here, are you disturbing Your Majesty?"

Lin Qiannan accepted Zhao Huanyan's probing gaze, but had no intention of leaving.

Zhao Huanyan said: "The concubine has something personal to say to His Majesty alone."

Lin Qiannan looked up at the concubine-loving emperor, but he still had no intention of leaving.

Han Qi lowered his head and smiled, and said to Zhao Huanyan, "If you have anything to say, just talk about it here."

Zhao Huan couldn't hold back her face, she lowered her head and fiddled with the silk scarf in her hand, looking very aggrieved, she even touched her stomach to remind Han Qi that she was his wife.

Han Qi returned to the main seat and said: "The queen is tired, Yu'er takes the queen back to rest." Yu'er is the queen's personal maid.

"His Majesty!"

"I'll come and have dinner with you."

"The concubine will leave first..."

Lin Qiannan was not curious about the relationship between them. The emperor's family had always been intriguing, and only the two of them knew whether the emperor's relationship was good or not.

Lin Qiannan accidentally glanced at Zhao Huanyan's stomach.

Han Qi's child?

Will he call Han Qi's father's child in the future?

Lin Qiannan looked away, and a drop of ink dripped from the tip of the brush in his hand onto the rice paper. He poked it on according to the drop of ink, and the ink smudged with a little bit.

"What are you thinking about?" Han Qi clung to his side again at some point, and put his hand on the back of his hand with a cheeky face, holding a pen with him.

The author has something to say:

I've had a cold for a month and felt dizzy and fufu. I originally wanted to write a short story...but the more I wrote it, the longer it got oh! ! ! !