Chapter Sixty-Nine: The Night Fades Against the Pulse

"Your Highness laughed, his subordinates were often drunk by General Yang, and they don't know how many times they have been drunk." Sima Chengyun said lightly.

Xue was relieved to hear Sima Cheng's answer, so she continued:

"And the previous things, if you have any complaints, if you have anything to ask, you can say it now."

Xue refers to the fact that she woke up next to Sima Cheng's pillow in a daze before, although she hasn't figured out how to deal with it yet, anyway, she has to make it clear today, it's better than being embarrassed by Sima Cheng.

"Back to Your Highness, there are no complaints." Sima Cheng replied.

Xue paused and said:

"Whether Cheng Gongzi really doesn't take it to heart or doesn't want to say it, this is an opportunity, if you really don't want to, I can not force you, but I don't want you and me to have any dislike because of this, understand?"

Xue Ben is the master, so it's not too much to say.

"My subordinates understand." Sima Cheng replied.

Xue thought for a moment and said:

"If I'm not mistaken, tomorrow is the last day to stay here, presumably it will be difficult to have such a leisurely time after that, I think Cheng Gongzi doesn't seem to like this flower wine very much today, if Cheng Gongzi likes something, you can rest assured to do it tomorrow, if you need me to accompany you, you can also be outspoken."

"The subordinates only hope that His Highness can successfully enter the Green Palace." Sima Cheng made a big salute to the snow.

Xue saw that Sima Cheng was still acting like a courtier, she had already said this, Sima Cheng was still unwilling to confide in her, she shook her head, sighed softly, and said:

"Get up, if not, have a good rest, I don't know where you sleep these nights, if you don't mind...... "Snow pats the bed at hand"...... It's okay to sleep together, the bed is so big, I don't need it, after all, I still have to rely on you for protection. As soon as Xue said this, she felt that her voice trembled slightly.

This is the last trick of snow, the ancients said: if you don't enter the tiger's den, you can get the tiger. The more she is afraid, the more she has to overcome, and the more she can prove that she is "Sima Ji's" behavior, the more she must do it.

Sima Cheng naturally refused, so Xue got up, pretended to be calm and took off his coat, and said in a lazy tone:

"Cheng Gongzi, from the perspective of kinship, I also have to call you brother, I have been weak since I was a child, and I have nothing close to my brother, and then I entered the palace, I must be guarding the huge palace alone, even if it is to fulfill one of my wishes, sleep with my brother for one night."

As soon as the words fell, Xue was already lying down on the inside of the bed, covered with a silk quilt.

Sima Cheng was a little hesitant, he didn't believe in the snow, aside from the courtesy of the monarch and the minister, since he could remember, Sima Cheng had slept alone, and now suddenly there was a person who claimed to be his younger brother who wanted to sleep with him, and he didn't know whether to be happy or repulsed.

Xue stretched out her hand and patted the empty bed next to her again, beckoning Sima Cheng to come over, but Sima Cheng still stood still, Xue couldn't help it, and said in a commanding tone:

"Sima Cheng, I ordered you to sleep on my side."

After saying that, Xue immediately turned her back to Sima Cheng, closed her eyes tightly, and her heart beat wildly, she didn't know how long she had been like this, and later, Xue felt in a daze that someone was lying down next to her, and then a burst of orange fragrance hit, Xue couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth, but her body was more tightly attached to the wall, and she was holding the silk quilt in her hands.

Sima Cheng was lying next to Xue, he held his forehead with one hand, his bright eyes were particularly bright in the night, Sima Cheng remembered his struggle and restraint that night, and his indifference in the past few days, he couldn't help but chuckle lightly, which was to laugh at his vigilance.

Sima Cheng turned sideways and saw Xue's thin back shrinking in the corner, under the night, it became more and more pitiful, Sima Cheng just wanted to get closer, and suddenly remembered that the first person woke up in the morning, and the little red mark on his chest, he couldn't help but tighten his neckline, and then immediately turned his back to Xue and closed his eyes.

……

The two of them maintained this posture until the morning of the second day, Sima Cheng got up first, but in fact, Xue had already woken up, but she didn't think about how to deal with Sima Cheng, yesterday's words were said by the strength of wine, and now that she is awake, she can't say anything about ordering Sima Cheng to sleep in the same bed with him.

Therefore, after Sima Cheng got up, after a long while, the snow grinded and rubbed, she saw that she was neatly dressed, looked around, and found that Sima Cheng was no longer in the house, and she was instantly relieved.

……

On this day, Xue and Sima Cheng had a meal together, and in their spare time, the two also carefully discussed tomorrow's affairs, although there was no more communication, but Xue vaguely felt that Sima Cheng seemed to have let go of her prejudices, and she was secretly happy in her heart, although in the end she didn't know what Sima Cheng thought of her.

At night, Xue naturally didn't call the girl to the house, on weekdays, Xue and Sima Cheng ate, Yang Meiniang talked endlessly, Xue also learned some things about Sima Yun, although Yang Meiniang claimed to be Sima Yun's adoptive mother, but Xue didn't look like a mother.

And tonight, even Yang Meiniang was not in the room, and the room was unconsciously shrouded in a solemn atmosphere.

Tomorrow is the day to return to the palace, after experiencing these few things, the snow is no longer like the original nervous market child, but as she said yesterday, after entering the palace, the leisurely days are gone, she will have to have a great heart for the world, shoulder the life of the people, when I think of this, Xue can't help but cringe a little.

Sima Cheng saw that Xue was full of sadness and hadn't eaten for a long time, so he put down his chopsticks and took the initiative to ask:

"Your Highness, is there something wrong?"

Xue was thinking about it, and was suddenly asked by Sima Cheng, she couldn't help but tremble, she put down the dishes and chopsticks, realized her gaffe, so she lowered her head embarrassedly, twisted her fingers, and then raised her head, and looked at Sima Cheng sincerely with clear spring-like eyes and said:

"Cheng Gongzi, do you think I will be a good emperor?"

Sima Cheng was slightly stunned, he didn't expect Xue to be worried about this matter, he thought for a while and said:

"Back to Your Highness, my subordinates don't know."

Sure enough, it was Sima Cheng, even at this time, he still told him bluntly, Xue sighed, a little helpless, smiled at Sima Cheng, and was about to pick up the chopsticks, Sima Cheng said again:

"But I know that His Highness wants to be a good emperor."

When Xue heard this, the chopsticks she had just raised stopped in the air, and then she picked up a piece of food to eat, as if Sima Cheng had never said anything.

"And His Highness will be an emperor who thinks about the people."

After Sima Cheng finished speaking, he also picked up the chopsticks again and continued to eat, as if nothing had happened.

Indeed, what kind of emperor is a good emperor?