Love in Xuancheng

Xiao Ji suddenly regained his consciousness, bit his lower lip and told him, "first put him in the West Wing room and send some reliable maid boys to serve him. Watch it carefully! We haven't found out who the other party is and what the purpose of sending him here is. Don't take it lightly! It's a critical moment now. It's better not to make trouble. If he wakes up early tomorrow morning, he'll send him away."

"Yes, my subordinates know!" after that, Xiao Zhen, who carried the faint, quietly left from the secret door.

Xiao Ji stroked his chin and paced back and forth in the house. From time to time, he went to the window and looked up at the night sky. The curved moon hung quietly on the treetops without a trace of wind. It made people fear quietly. Once he saw the curved new moon, Xiao Ji was nervous and paced faster. At the middle of the month, the dense sweat on Xiao Ji's forehead began to flow down his cheeks, Unknowingly, his clothes were soaked with sweat.

The feeling of tension and anxiety made Xiao Ji feel weak in his legs and vain in his steps. Each step was like walking in a pile of cotton, deep and shallow, unable to find the center of gravity and sureness. When he nearly collapsed, suddenly someone whispered outside the door, "Your Highness, it's done!"

"It's done! It's done..." these two words swayed wantonly in Xiao Ji's mind. He stared at the closed door, sat soft on the ground for a long time, slowly recovered his breath, tried to stand up, staggered to the master's chair, sat down, adjusted his clothes, and then accepted the door.

The man in black pushed the door in and went straight forward with a salute, "Congratulations, your highness. In the future, there will be only one prince in Nan'an."

"Really?" Xiao Ji glanced at the man in black lightly. "Isn't Xiao Qing the prince?"

"That little doll?" the man in Black said with disdain and disdain. "Your Majesty is unconscious now. What else can he rely on to sit in that seat?"

Xiao Ji gave a cold hum in his heart and waved his hand, "get back!"

The man in black saluted with a fist and stepped back gently.

Quietly looking at the closed door again, Xiao Ji's mood swings out for a long time. He seems to be able to really see Xiao Shan's fear, helplessness, anger and unwillingness before he dies. Xiao Shan died. He was not so happy and excited as expected. How could he feel the sadness of rabbit death and dog cooking? Why?

At night, he passed by unconsciously, and the sky was lit up by white light. Xiao Ji called the maid in to serve and wash. After a few morsels of breakfast, he sat in front of the desk and looked at the secret reports and piles of government affairs in front of him. Xiao Ji frowned irritably.

"Your Highness, Xiao Shizi brought someone to our house to ask for someone. He said that someone saw Xiao Zhen entering our house alone and never went out again, so he brought someone to our house... To pick up people!" the attendant rushed in in panic before reporting

"Oh? Then take him to Xiao Zhen!" Xiao Ji raised his head, looked at the entourage with a broad face and a gentle smile, and his tone was also very casual.

"Your Highness --" the attendant wrung his eyebrows and looked embarrassed. "This morning, the young man came to report that Xiao Zhen woke up, and his subordinates went to visit him in person. Who thought he was excited when he saw his subordinates, and insisted that his highness tied him into the house --"

"What?" Xiao Ji was shocked and angry. He stood up and stared at himself suspiciously. "I? Tie him? What's this with?"