Empress: The Old Emperor's Way to Pursue His Wife

Chapter 38 Jealousy (1)

After half a month of calm and calm, Xiao Yi suddenly took Xiao Yi to an open space in the back mountain one afternoon, and faced a group of workers who were moving wood with his hips akimbo: "I want to build a palace here. !" Then he held a wooden architectural model in his hand like offering a treasure: "Look, Yueyue, I designed this myself, do you like it?"

Xiao Yi nodded: "It looks pretty good, but the name of the temple seems a bit vulgar, and the moon is full? It's not celebrating the Mid-Autumn Festival."

"This has a meaning, and our names are embedded in it!"

"...Well, even if Yue is me, could it be that Yuan refers to you?" Xiao Yi looked at Xiao Yi's tall and tall body in wonder, "You're not very fat either!"

Xiao Yi's originally happy face collapsed in an instant, and he turned his head and hugged Xiao Shu's neck, crying: "Zheng Yan, you have to make decisions for me, she doesn't care about me at all, and doesn't care about what I said at all. She is so sad It’s so sad, my heart hurts so bad.”

Under the eyes of everyone, Xiao Shu could only ask for help by touching his forehead: "Yueyue..."

Xiao Yi started to get mad: "You talk to me like a chatterbox every day, how can I remember every word!"

Xiao Yi then raised his head, mournful: "As I said, I am a delicate and pure white flower, waiting for you to ravage me without mercy."

Xiao Shu:

Xiao Yi:
In fact, Xiao Yi's facial features are very regular, worthy of the description of 'swordy eyebrows, starry eyes, and a nose like a gall'.The facial contours are not thin, but the edges and corners are extremely sharp.When he stood with his hands behind his back and his expression was indifferent, he was quite cold and handsome, with a sense of unfathomable inaccessibility.

It's a pity that such moments are so rare that they are almost rare.

Most of the time, he looks like he has picked up a super cheap and cheerful appearance, with colorful expressions like a mobile dye factory, dancing and smiling, showing the iconic two rows of big white teeth...

For this, Xiao Yi expressed contempt: "You are also the king of a country, please show some imperial air once in a while, okay? I have only heard that people in positions of power are all happy and angry, at least they have to be majestic Looking forward to it, who is like you, who is smiling all day long and has no shape."

Xiao Yi, who was whistling and teasing the birds, heard it, and turned her face slowly, the corners of her eyes were crooked and full of spring flowers blooming: "Yueyue, do you think I'm very happy right now?"

"Obvious."

"Wrong!" Xiao Yi shook his head and smiled, "Let me tell you, I'm really angry right now, and my teeth are itching. I wish I could chop up that old man with a watermelon knife, chop it into meat and make dumplings!"

Xiao Yi:
"The so-called invisibility of emotions and anger is to make others unclear about your true thoughts. It's like the Bodhisattvas in the temple. There are Vajras with blowing beards and staring eyes, there are Guanyin with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and there are also grinning and cheerful ones. Maitreya Buddha, but no matter which one, no matter what expression, for all living beings, it will never be possible to know the color of its original heart wrapped in mud..."

Speaking of this, Xiao Yi's brows were tinged with gloom, he paused for a while, his lips pursed a few times as if he was forcibly suppressing it, but finally he hummed lightly, and then spoke again, with a deep voice: "It's black, it's red, it's white, Or, there is no heart at all. The aloof ruler of the three realms, in charge of the six reincarnations of life and death, does everything he does, thinks and thinks, whether he is truly compassionate, or is he just watching with cold eyes, disdainful and sneering at the ants, who have long been ruled by others. Struggling in vain on the established trajectory of destiny, leaving jokes in vain. The world is not benevolent, and treats everything as a straw dog. However, this kind of inhumaneness is the real benevolence. When you hold the destiny of thousands of people in your hands, perhaps, in your eyes There should be no more life and death, and no more feelings in my heart. Sacrificing the few to benefit the many is the greatest fairness..."

It was a sunny afternoon, and the bird in the cage, which had been chattering and making noise, seemed to have been frightened suddenly, trembling and silent, and buried its head in its quietly tightened feathers.

Xiao Yi stared at the man in front of her. On the young face that was not as weak as the crown, there was an expression that she had never seen before, but it was not unfamiliar. On the contrary, it seemed to be a habit, and it was the most natural.

Maybe it's because, after so many years of lingering reports, she has a deep understanding of him, so she accepts everything about him, no matter what he looks like.

"'Old man' refers to 'Wu Ning Wang'?" Xiao Yi narrowed her expression and raised her phoenix eyes slantingly, suddenly showing conciseness: "Finally I can't hold back anymore, do you want to make a move?"

"I opened a salt mine and minted currency privately, so I just turned a blind eye and endured it." Xiao Yi said bitterly: "A few years ago, I was not in charge of the government and the government was in turmoil, but he couldn't help it. I planned to stay until the foundation was stable. Afterwards, he will slowly cut his wings and seize his power. How could he have imagined that now he has started buying and hoarding ironware in a big way, and he doesn't even bother to cover up his ambitions for rebellion!"

Xiao Yi slowly continued: "But if there is no perfect plan to move him rashly, it is very likely that Rong Di, who has been eyeing my big Chu, can take advantage of it. Besides, there is also the former who has been missing for 20 years. The remnants of the third prince..."

After the words fell, the room fell into silence. After a while, a surprised "Eh?!" suddenly sounded, which startled Xiao Yi who was thinking about it.

Xiao Yi didn't know when he had returned to that heartless look, his eyes were wide open: "Why are you telling me these things?"

"...It was you who said it first..."

"Then why didn't you interrupt me?"

"...Why should I..."

"When a man and a woman are together, how can they talk about politics and military affairs?" Xiao Yi took Xiao Yi's hand who was a little dazed, and said solemnly: "I am your man and you are my woman, so we have to talk The stars talk about the moon, from poems and songs to life ideals, and then to blowing lamps, waxing wax, taking off clothes and going to bed for sex..."

Xiao Yi:
"Yueyue, did you think I was deep, wise, strategic, heroic, and elegant?"

"If you are a wise king, how can you embarrass the stupid kings of the past and present?"

"I am the faint king, and you are the faint queen."

"……roll!"

Then, Hunjun and Hunhou rolled away together.

(End of this chapter)