The Protagonist Only Thinks About Falling In Love

"Your Majesty, Sheng'an." The woman was wearing a long pink dress and had a delicate face. She stood one step behind the woman, her watery eyes were flickering, and she was quite naive.

Yin Xuanye nodded and walked past them without stopping, the woman's eyes dimmed a bit.

"Mother, let's go." She tugged on the woman's sleeve and said.

The woman raised her hand and patted the back of her hand.

It is not easy to enter the palace. They came here this time because of the matter of Yin Xuanye accepting the concubine. They cling to the Queen Mother's relationship and want to be one step ahead of others.

The palace maid who sent them away over there urged, the woman looked away and walked forward. The queen mother's way is not feasible, so there is only the concubine's side. It's just that the current emperor is not close to anyone, even his biological mother. I can't control it, I'm afraid this matter is also suspended.

The weather in autumn is much cooler.

The embroiderer in the palace began to make the emperor's new clothes, and Yin Xuanye gave Wen Yijin's residence a lot of high-quality cloth, which were all good materials that could not be found in ordinary places.

"It's time for the regent to change into new clothes, and it will be cold soon." Yin Xuanye said while sitting at the table.

The embroiderer at the side had just delivered a new style and hadn't left yet. Hearing this, she looked at the slender man.

Wen Yijin touched her lips and coughed twice, "Your Majesty has been thinking about it."

The embroiderers in the palace are all exquisitely crafted and use high-quality materials. On weekdays, they are responsible for the clothes of His Majesty and the Empress in the palace. His Majesty personally ordered to make new clothes for the Regent, which is also a great honor in the eyes of others.

Yin Xuanye's birthday in September is coming soon, and after his birthday, he will be nineteen.

Your Majesty's birthday banquet cannot be neglected, there are quite a lot of procedures, the maids and eunuchs were more cautious than usual that day, the weather on the day of the birthday banquet was fine, and this year has passed more than half a year, Yin Xuanye sat at the top, and the ministers toasted and offered birthday gifts .

During the luncheon, Wen Yijin was sitting on the side drinking sake, and walked up to him alone, blocking the light. He looked up and saw that it was Duke Zhen, who was one of the people left by the late emperor to Yin Xuanye.

"Prince Regent." He raised his glass, "I offer you a toast."

"It's not my king's birthday today, why did Lord Zhen make a toast here?" Wen Yijin raised her hand with the wine glass, put it to her lips and sipped.

Duke Zhen sat down beside him, "Your Majesty is already nineteen."

"Ah."

"Won't the Regent urge Your Majesty to select the talent?" Duke Zhen said, "It's the late Emperor, who has one or two concubines by his side at this age."

"How can I push you?" Wen Yijin could see what Duke Zhen Guo did.

"I can't remind you, or I don't want to remind you." Zhen Guogong asked.

Wen Yijin's eyes moved slightly, "What do you mean by that?"

Zhen Guogong didn't want him to go around in circles, and said: "The fact that the regent stayed overnight in His Majesty's palace is known to everyone, what exactly is the regent planning?"

Wen Yijin lightly tapped the rim of the cup with her index finger, and said in a neutral voice, "No reason."

After a few words back and forth, seeing that he didn't eat oil and salt, Zhen Guogong's complexion gradually turned bad, and finally he snorted coldly and waved his sleeves away. Wen Yijin's expression was the same as usual, he put the wine glass aside, and the waiter beside him He immediately filled up the wine for him.

When he thought of Duke Zhen telling him about the overnight stay, he was very angry and angry, but he didn't seem to be worried that he would seize power, but guessed the improper relationship between the two, so every word and every word carried the meaning of condemnation , it seems that he does not want Yin Xuanye to draft.

However, it is not entirely wrong to say so.

He didn't stop Yin Xuanye from drafting, but because Yin Xuanye didn't reveal his intention to draft, he didn't need to stop him.

And he really didn't want him to draft.

Singing and dancing at the birthday banquet was a lively and harmonious scene. The dancers danced with light skirts, as light as a swallow.

Not long after, Lu Xi came to Wen Yijin's side lightly, handed him a letter, he opened it, and there were a few words written in elegant handwriting on it, asking him to meet him in the imperial garden.

He raised his head and glanced at Yin Xuanye above him, Yin Xuanye just happened to glance over to him, and when his eyes met, he didn't move his eyes, and raised the corners of his lips to reveal a smile.

Wen Yijin smiled back.

He sat for a while, then got up and left the birthday banquet quietly.

The autumn is crisp and clear. There are layers of rockery in the imperial garden, cobblestone roads on the ground, and a hundred flowers blooming. Wen Yijin didn't bring any entourage. He stood on a rockery in the garden and waited for someone.

Listening to the sound of the piano, he raised his feet and walked for a while, but before he got close, he stopped suddenly and hid his figure behind the rockery.

In the pavilion in the imperial garden, a woman wearing a spotless white dress was sitting in the pavilion and playing the piano. From a distance, she looked like a fairy, and not far from the pavilion, a bright yellow figure stopped.

This reminded Wen Yijin of the scene in the original plot——

When Yin Xuanye came back from the battle for the first birthday banquet, he was drunk and staggered to the imperial garden. He heard a pleasant sound of the zither, and he was immediately attracted. He walked over and saw a woman in white sitting in the pavilion. Playing the piano, surrounded by flowers around her, but she is dressed in white, like a fairy who has fallen into the world among thousands of flowers.

The drunken Yin Xuanye was attracted by her, favored her that night, and later became one of the favorite concubines in the harem.

"Why is it you?" Yin Xuanye only had Lu Xi behind him, and when he saw the woman in the pavilion, he stopped in his tracks.

As soon as the sound of the piano stopped, the woman in the pavilion was startled, she got up and saluted, she explained with her eyes that she was here with the concubine to enjoy the flowers.

"Where is the concubine?"

"The concubine just left."

"Why are you still here?"

"Concubine..."

"That's all." Yin Xuanye said without waiting for her to finish explaining, "Lu Xi, send her away."

"Hey." Lu Xi stepped forward, "Please."

The woman was a little humiliated and injured, her face was hot, and she wanted to say something, but seeing Yin Xuanye looking around, she asked, "Why don't you leave?"

There was subtle disgust and impatience in the tone.

"..." She fought back her tears, and left with Lu Xi at a faster pace.

After she left, Yin Xuanye sat by the table, looked at the qin on the table, raised his hand on the strings, hooked his index finger lightly, and let out a powerful qin sound.

"Why haven't you come yet..." He murmured, obviously Wen Yijin left before him.

Could it be somewhere else?

Just as he was thinking, he heard footsteps behind him, thought it was Lu Xi, didn't turn his head, and said in a low voice, "Stay away and wait."

"Do you really want me to step back?" the person behind him asked.

Yin Xuanye paused, and the piano under his hand made a dull sound. He turned his head and saw Wen Yijin standing behind him also in a moon white robe, with a gentle and low voice, "Your Majesty, I want to get closer to you."

He walked over and sat beside him.

Yin Xuanye: "..."

He coughed lightly and changed the subject, "Why did you come here?"

"Seeing that His Majesty is having a tryst with someone else, don't dare to bother him."

As soon as Yin Xuanye heard this, he knew that he was nearby just now, "A tryst with someone else, are you jealous?"

Wen Yijin said calmly, "A little bit."

Yin Xuanye: "..."

"You know, today the Duke of Zhen Guo and his ministers said, let the ministers urge His Majesty to choose the draft." Wen Yijin said, "According to your age, the late emperor has already made a successor at your time."

That is, the current queen mother.

Following his words, Yin Xuanye's expression became more and more tense, revealing a bit of displeasure, "So you are also here to urge the orphan to draft?"

"No." Wen Yijin said, "I want to hear His Majesty's real thoughts."

"I just want to hear from you."

Wen Yijin: "..."

Yin Xuanye: "Do you want to accept the concubine alone?"

It is not uncommon for Wen Yijin to put the country first in everything, and it is not uncommon for Wen Yijin to have this kind of thinking. Besides, the relationship between the two is not bright at all. what article.

This way...it can indeed avoid a lot of trouble.

But when he thought of doing the same things as Wen Yijin with others, he felt repulsed. When he was in the military camp, there were a group of big men, and everyone would make do with it. Many times, they would bathe by the river and wipe them together. One piece, and some nasty jokes.

At that time, Yin Xuanye was sitting under the tree and heard a thing or two.

For example, how thin the woman's waist is, how soft the woman's hands are, but he has never felt distracted, never had the urge for Wen Yijin.

He also didn't want a third person to intervene between them.

Wen Yijin: "Your Majesty wants to hear the truth, or lie."

"What is the truth? What is the lie?" Yin Xuanye asked him.

Wen Yijin: "The truth is that I don't want to."

Yin Xuanye paused for a moment, never expecting him to answer so decisively, raised his eyes and saw his warm and clear eyes, with his silhouette in the pupils.

"As for lying." Wen Yijin said, "It's up to His Majesty. If Your Majesty wants to, I... I—"

He paused twice.

"What should you do?" Yin Xuanye seemed to have discovered something interesting.

Wen Yijin chuckled and said, "Do my best to satisfy His Majesty."

He lowered his eyelids halfway to cover up the expression in them, and fixedly looked at the corner of Yin Xuanye's robe with a cold expression on his face.

Yin Xuanye leaned towards him, breathing behind his ear, and he whispered in his ear: "The regent really took great pains."

"Before, I told His Majesty." Wen Yijin said, "Whatever Your Majesty wants, I will give."

Yin Xuanye was silent for a moment, and said: "Speak more later, say what is in your heart—"

The second half of his voice was a little lower: "If you don't say it, you have no idea."

The brochures urging him for the draft were handed in day by day. Wen Yijin's performance in the past was always lukewarm, seeming to care, but also not to care. Therefore, for many times, he was not sure what Wen Yijin was thinking.

"Even if Gu wants to accept a concubine, you have to prevent Gu from accepting a concubine." Yin Xuanye said domineeringly.

Wen Yijin laughed: "Isn't that minister going to be punished by His Majesty?"

"You will not be punished for your crime." Yin Xuanye said, "You will only be happy."

When he said "I will only be happy", he looked at Wen Yijin. For some reason, Wen Yijin felt equally relaxed because of this sentence.

One person's emotions can also be closely related to another person.

He raised his hand and took out a kit from his chest, which was embroidered with two red-eyed white cranes crossing their necks. His voice trembled, he tilted his head and coughed twice, and when he spoke again, his voice became hoarse.

"This is for you." He handed the kit into his hand.

Yin Xuanye lowered his head and looked at the brocade bag. It was ordinary, and the only thing that was special was the embroidered pattern on it.

"You embroidered it?"

Wen Yijin couldn't help but let out a low laugh, and joked: "If your Majesty wants me to embroider it myself, it's not that I can't learn it."

Yin Xuanye just blurted out his last question, but later he realized that he was being stupid, his face burned when Wen Yijin smiled, he stroked the delicate tattoos on his head, and said, "Why send me away?"

Wen Yijin: "I can give it away if I want to."

"Well, Gu will keep it well." He hung the kit around his waist, leaned on Wen Yijin like a boneless body, closed his eyes and said, "I'm so tired."

Wen Yijin: "Give me a massage?"

Yin Xuanye lay on his lap unceremoniously.

……

That night, Yin Xuanye returned to the bedroom after washing his clothes. When he was changing, he saw the kit by the bedside and wanted to put it in the wooden box. He took out the wooden box from the hidden compartment under the bed and put the kit in it. Suddenly, through a layer of fabric, there seems to be something inside.

Could it be that Wen Yijin put something in and forgot to take it out?

He opened it and was stunned.

Inside were two strands of dark hair tied together by a red string. The two strands of hair were of different textures. Yin Xuanye tied Wen Yijin's hair, and he found out at once. One strand belonged to Wen Yijin, and the other— -is his.

This was Wen Yijin's real birthday gift to him.

Yin Xuanye looked at it for a while, bowed his head and raised his lips.

He loves it.

Wen Yijin originally thought that Duke Zhen's birthday banquet would be nothing more than stabbing him, but unexpectedly, five days later, Duke Zhen handed him an invitation card, inviting him to have a gathering at his house.

That afternoon, the sky was a bit gloomy, and Wen Yijin took a carriage to the Duke of Zhen's mansion. He had made preparations for the Hongmen Banquet, and wanted to see what the Duke of Zhen was selling.

After the servants of Duke Zhen's mansion welcomed him in, they served him tea. Duke Zhen changed his clothes and came to play chess with him.

"The Duke is very interested." Wen Yijin said.

Zhen Guogong: "It's not as good as the regent, how is the regent's health these few days?"

"Duke Lao is concerned, everything is fine."

"The regent is nearly [-] years old, and he is already in good health. Why don't you consider marrying a wife and having children, leaving one or two offspring?" Duke Zhen Guo asked.

As soon as Wen Yijin heard it, she knew that he was knocking on the sidelines, and said with a smile: "This king is seriously ill, so I won't be a nuisance to others."

"The Prince Regent is joking." He changed the subject, "Or, the Prince Regent is very masculine?"

Wen Yijin picked up a chess piece and dropped it. Hearing this, her eyelashes trembled twice, and she raised her eyes to look at Duke Zhen, who had sharp eagle eyes. Wen Yijin smiled softly, "Why did the Duke say that?"

"You and His Majesty have already been gossiping in the court."

"That doesn't prove anything." He said, "The Zhenguo Guild came to me. Your Majesty should have a lot to say. You know more about your majesty's temperament and whether other people can talk about it than I do."

Zhen Guogong has nothing to say.

The two parted unhappily.

As soon as September passed, and in October, the weather gradually started to get colder. During the rainy season, there were a lot of memorials every day. Yin Xuanye sometimes spent all day in Ganlu Hall dealing with government affairs.

And Wen Yijin spent more nights in his dormitory, with Yin Xuanye around, there was no need for Mrs. Tang in the bed.

The cold wind in winter is bitter and unbearable. In December, the first snow fell, and many people died every winter. Some died of illness, freezing, starvation, and those who could not survive the cold.

In winter, Wen Yijin's body was prone to fatigue. Sometimes he sat beside Yin Xuanye, and unconsciously fell into a shallow sleep with his head propped up. Yin Xuanye paid attention to his body maintenance, and the hall was warm with charcoal fire.

There was a snow-white snow scene outside the window. Yin Xuanye was tired of writing memorials. He looked up at the window. After a while, he turned his head to look at Wen Yijin who was sleeping with his head on one side and his eyes closed. He held his breath and leaned forward, feeling Seeing his breath lightly falling on his lips, he bent the corners of his lips.

He stepped back a little when he heard footsteps outside.

"Your Majesty." Lu Xi came in to greet him.

Yin Xuanye got up and went outside before asking him, "What's the matter?"

"The things His Majesty entrusted to his servants to do last time are all done, do you want to go and see now?" Lu Xi bent over and asked.

Yin Xuanye glanced behind him, "Let's go."

Lu Xi followed him out of the Ganlu Hall.

In the hall, the charcoal basin was burning vigorously, and it was covered with a little ashes. On the edge of the desk, Wen Yijin propped his head, knocking down bit by bit, his hands loosened, and his head almost hit the table.

Just before the close contact with the long table, he stopped in time.

He raised his head, and he was the only one in the hall.

Wen Yijin pressed the corner of his forehead, and frowned lightly. It seemed that someone had come in just now, but he couldn't remember clearly. He looked at the half-corrected memorial on the desk, and paused.

I don't know where Yin Xuanye went.

After nearly a stick of incense, Yin Xuanye came back from outside.

Snow fell on his shoulders, and he came in with air-conditioning all over his body. When Wen Yijin patted the snow for him, he took a step back, "Don't get too close to Gu, you are already cold, and Gu's air-conditioning..."

Before he finished speaking, Wen Yijin had already taken a step closer, stretched out his hand and flicked the snow on his shoulder. Compared with the two of them now, Wen Yijin's body temperature was actually higher. When he approached him, he could clearly feel the blowing snow. the warmth.

He looked up at Wen Yijin without blinking.

Wen Yijin lowered her eyes: "What's wrong?"

Yin Xuanye said: "Nagaze, you must look good in red."

Wen Yijin: "I don't have any red clothes."

Before Yin Xuanye could speak, Wen Yijin said again: "It's okay to make a custom set, but the red color is too ostentatious..."

Yin Xuanye understood what he hadn't said, and when he heard that he was willing to wear it for him, he had a smile on his face, and he said, "It's fine to wear it once in a while."

After a while, his hands warmed up, and he sat at the table, touching the back of Wen Yijin's hand from time to time, and said: "The Lonely Man made you a new set of clothes, try it on tonight."

Yin Xuanye also added a few new clothes for him in autumn, Wen Yijin didn't think much about it, he went to take a bath at night, today Yin Xuanye had already finished his bath, returned to his room, he soaked in the imperial pool, and after a while , there was a sound of opening the door, rustling for a while, he thought it was Yin Xuanye, but he didn't think the person on the other end spoke from Lu Xi's voice.

Across a screen, Lu Xi's voice was soft and erratic, "Regent, the slaves put the new clothes here, you can try them later."

Wen Yijin: "Yes."

The door was closed again, Wen Yijin took a bath without delay, got up out of the water after washing, wiped off the water on her body with a dry handkerchief, and walked over to the other side of the screen.

The orange candlelight in the room reflected on his face, and the room was a little cold, he exhaled lightly, and when the clothes behind the screen were fully revealed, he paused.

A red wedding dress was placed behind the screen, with patterns embroidered with golden embroidery thread, which was gorgeous and flamboyant. He belatedly recalled the words Yin Xuanye said during the day today.

He walked over, stretched out his hand, and stroked the wedding dress with his fingertips.

The wedding clothes are heavy, and in winter, considering keeping warm, they need to be layered in several layers, which is not easy to wear. Wen Yijin tied a belt around his waist, which fits well. His fair and handsome face is set off by the candlelight like a monster, and his blood color is usually light Her thin lips were reddened by the hot water when she just took a bath, and she looked very good.

He opens the door.

There is only Luxi outside the door.

"Prince Regent." Lu Xi held an umbrella in one hand, and a red cape with foxtail fluff on one arm.

"Where's Your Majesty?" he asked.

"It's cold, the regent put it on first." Lu Xi handed him the cloak, and when he was putting on the cloak, he said, "Your Majesty is waiting for the regent in Merlin, and the servant will take you there."

Wen Yijin tied on the rope of the cloak and said, "Let's go."

The sky had been snowing since the evening, and by then it was already snowing heavily. Lu Xi held an umbrella and led the way. He didn't meet anyone along the way.

They quickly reached the entrance of Merlin.

There was a lantern hanging on the branch, illuminating the road, and footprints were left on the snow-white ground, Lu Xi handed him the umbrella, "The next road, let the regent walk by himself, walk along the lantern Yes, the slave will leave first."

Wen Yijin took the umbrella and stepped into the snow.

Stepping on the snow under his feet, he made a "creaking" sound. He walked along the lantern and saw the man in the pavilion. He was standing under the pavilion in a red robe, with his back turned to him.

"Your Majesty." He walked to the entrance of the pavilion.

Yin Xuanye turned around.

In the dark night, in the wind and snow, Wen Yijin was wearing a red wedding dress, just as he had imagined, it was pretty, but it was even more beautiful than he had imagined.

Strange and familiar.

Wen Yijin also looked at him for a long time.

He walked into the pavilion with an umbrella, put the umbrella away and put it aside, "Is it cold?"

Yin Xuanye: "It's cold, but when Gu sees you, he becomes hot."

Wen Yijin smiled, with gentleness between her brows, "Your Majesty is going to marry me?"

"Gu Du said, you must look good in red."

"Your Majesty looks very good in red."

There was a jug of warm wine on the table, Wen Yijin poured a glass, wanting to warm up, Yin Xuanye stopped his movements, and said that on the wedding night, there should be a cup of wine.

Wen Yijin asked him, "Why did you think of this?"

"Didn't you imply Gu earlier?" Yin Xuanye said, "The kit."

The status of the two of them made it impossible to get married in an open and aboveboard manner, so Yin Xuanye thought, since they couldn't get married in an open and aboveboard manner, then as long as the two of them were together in this marriage, it would be fine.

"It's not a hint." Wen Yijin pulled the corner of his lips lightly and said, "It's a wish."

Yin Xuanye once asked him what his wish was. He once said that he wished him to be a wise king for a lifetime. Now, there is one more thing that is greedy, and he wants to be with him for a long time.

That's good.

On that snowy night, they sat alone in the pavilion for a while, holding their umbrellas and walking back side by side. The umbrellas were tilted to one side, and a thin layer of snow fell on Wen Yijin's cape shoulders.

-

From winter to spring, on the day of the Spring Festival, Wen Yijin wanted to go back home, but when he met the queen mother, she was left in the palace. Spring was in full swing. After dinner, the queen mother said a few words to him, saying that Yin Xuanye was still young, and she He was wronged by failing to take good care of him.

She gave him another jade pendant, which was a Pisces jade pendant.

Wen Yijin remembered very clearly that when he first came to this world, Yin Xuanye lost a jade pendant and searched for it anxiously. The pattern was very similar to this jade pendant, so he asked.

The queen mother was silent for a while, then smiled and said that she gave it to Yin Xuanye when he was one year old.

After a few words back and forth, Wen Yijin had already understood what the Queen Mother meant, so he couldn't help but look up at her, "Why..."

"Aijia is sorry for him." It is self-evident who the queen mother said "he". There is too much in the past, she has no way to talk about it, and she doesn't want to say it again, "There is no need to send Aijia, let's go back."

After the New Year's Eve, the imperial court still uploaded the brochures for Yin Xuanye's selection. Wen Yijin sat on the grand master's chair under the dragon chair, and for the first time saw Yin Xuanye was angry because of this matter.

He said that they were not doing their business one by one, but they missed his harem very much.

The emperor was angry, and the low pressure on his body made the officials below calm down. A civil servant still wanted to speak, but the eunuch on the side had already received Yin Xuanye's signal, and stepped forward and said: "There is something to play, and nothing to leave the court!"

After the eunuch's long ending, Yin Xuanye left.

Officials came out one after another.

"How about this matter?"

"A normal man at this age, who doesn't want to marry a daughter-in-law, your Majesty is lucky, there is not even half a concubine in the palace——ah!"

"That's all, if His Majesty doesn't want it, I can't force it."

"That day I submitted the portrait and the name list to the Queen Mother... I'm afraid the Queen Mother won't be able to speak to Your Majesty."

It's not that I can't move, it doesn't mean that at all.

A few people glanced at Wen Yijin who was leisurely walking out, made eye contact a few times, and sighed.

This was a protracted battle. The courtiers kept urging the draft picks one after another. The emperor turned a blind eye and only said that the government affairs were urgent to prevaricate the courtiers. After such a long cycle of exchanges, Wen Yijin still often went to the palace, and the romantic rumors between him and Yin Xuanye also slowed down. The slow flow, both of them ignored it, and there were many speculations from the outside world.

Yin Xuanye has not accepted a concubine for a long time, and has a tendency to choose the next monarch from a side branch, which makes this rumor even more solid.

Yin Xuanye has been secretly looking for a doctor who can cure Wen Yijin's illness. Wen Yijin's condition has been stable under the care of Miss Jiang and Doctor Li from the Tai Hospital. Although there are some minor ailments and pains, they are not serious.

Until a cold winter three years later.

For some unknown reason, his condition took a turn for the worse, and he fell ill in bed with persistent fever. Everyone in the imperial hospital saw him overnight.

In the dark night, the candles in the room were brightly lit, and servants came in and out.Half of the imperial doctors of the imperial hospital gathered here.

"Cure him for Gu." Yin Xuanye put pressure on them with a low voice, "If the disease can't be cured, what use are you for Gu!"

"Your Majesty, the Regent—"

"The ministers must do their best!" Another person cut off the man's words, telling him not to provoke Yin Xuanye any more.

Yin Xuanye paced the room, in his early twenties, he was more mature than when he was eighteen or nine, and it was more difficult for people to figure out his thoughts, but at this time he unabashedly revealed the importance he attached to Wen Yijin at the beginning.

The man on the bed was pale and breathless, as if he was going to die in the next moment.

Obviously, the night before yesterday, I was still chatting and laughing with him, explaining that next spring and summer I want to go south to see the Jiangnan style, so vivid.

Obviously in the past three years, the imperial doctor said that his health has improved a lot...

The turning point happened on the third day, Wen Yijin had a fever for a few days, woke up, and was much more energetic, Yin Xuanye was overjoyed, and had not been happy for too long, the imperial doctor told him to look at the pulse, it was very possible, It's time to shine.

The regent had less than five days to live.

Some are happy and some are sad.

Yin Xuanye never believed it, and then forced a smile on his face, wanting to spend the next five days with Wen Yijin. When feeding him medicine every day, it was like mourning for his concubine, so Wen Yijin laughed at him as if he was mourning him.

Yin Xuanye remained silent.

【He thought you were dying. 】The system said.

Wen Yijin told him that he was fine, but Yin Xuanye didn't believe it.

【I gotta go. 】The system said.

Wen Yijin: [Really?What a pity. 】

[There should be no chance to meet in the future. 】The system said, 【I wish you a happy marriage for a hundred years. 】

[Goodbye, good luck. 】Wen Yijin said.

System: [Also, my number is 067... Forget it, it's useless for you to remember it. 】

【goodbye. 】The system said.

Wen Yijin laughed, [Goodbye, 067. 】

……

On the first day, Wen Yijin did not die.

On the second day, Wen Yijin was still alive.

On the third day, Wen Yijin was still there.

……

On the sixth day, Wen Yijin recovered.

"The regent's pulse condition is indeed as normal as that of an ordinary person—maybe it is the medicine that was adjusted earlier? No, no, no, this needs to be studied more by the minister..." Doctor Li was amazed at the pulse.

In the end, he said that Wen Yijin's body had indeed recovered like a normal person.

"Thank you." Wen Yijin withdrew his hand, looked at Yin Xuanye, and said helplessly, "This time, Your Majesty should believe me."

"Gu Xin." Yin Xuanye pulled the corners of his lips, and his eyes were moist with a smile, "Gu Xin you."

Wen Yijin recovered, Yin Xuanye was overly worried and fell seriously ill, this time it was Wen Yijin's turn to take care of him.

"Your Majesty just thinks too much, don't believe me." Wen Yijin fed him medicine with a spoon.

Yin Xuanye frowned.

"Bitter?" Wen Yijin asked.

Yin Xuanye: "Fortunately, you didn't feed hard."

The words sound familiar, Wen Yijin couldn't help smiling, and after feeding him the medicine, he stuffed a mouthful of candied fruit from between his lips to make him sweeten his mouth, Yin Xuanye couldn't take his eyes off his face.

"Look again, Your Majesty, I will kiss you." Wen Yijin said.

"You must die behind Gu." Yin Xuanye sat on the side of the bed and looked at him without blinking, then grabbed his hand and said, "Bury in the coffin with Gu."

He can't take it again.

He will be crazy.

"This is an orphaned order."

There was silence in the room, and the bed curtain fluttered.

Wen Yijin lowered her eyes, slowly held his hand back, kissed the back of his hand, half-lidded her eyes, with a warm smile on her lips, said: "Minister, obey the order."

In the years to come, we will spend the rest of our lives together.