With the mentality of no longer being a minister and a slave, Taifu Xie saw the opportunity and used the name of "saving the king" to seize the opportunity of Liang Xi in one fell swoop, pushed Xie Heng, the son of the eldest princess, to the front of the people, let him save Emperor Fenglin, let him pray for the common people, and then make up a euphemistic and moving story, which was told from the mouth of the respected old queen mother.

In this way, in the world, who dares to criticize Xie Heng's birth, who will still remember the secret of the eldest princess who quietly disappeared into the palace?

In the hundred officials, in the world, Xie Heng is a legitimate royal bloodline!

As soon as Emperor Fenglin died, the prince fell, and Bai Yuan died, this court and the world are the ones who have the ability to live there!!

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Prime Minister's Office.

Liang Xi, dressed in green clothes, stood in the night, his figure was as tall as a pine, and his knife-like side face was clearly extinguished under the swaying light, like a fairy from the dust.

A lonely, a lake rippling, the breeze rolled up the hem of his clothes, but even the slightly hot wind could not blow away the chill on his face, and could not drive away his loneliness.

Lonely, lonely, alone.

"Sand ......"

The sound of shallow footsteps came, and Liang Xi raised his eyes to look, but saw that the graceful figure was coming in a curling step.

The woman was wearing a black cloak, and it was clear that she couldn't see her face clearly, but her eyebrows, her breath, her every move, and her smile seemed to melt into his bone marrow.

Profound and indestructible.

Liang Xi's eyes were warm and bright.

When she walked up to him and spoke, he couldn't wait to grab her hand and press her into his arms.

He kissed her with deep despair and impatience.

The woman pushed him away and slapped him in the face.

"Smack!"

The woman's cold face was full of anger.

"Liang Xi, you broke your promise."

Liang Xi tilted his head and looked back for a long time.

Only then did the woman realize that he had removed the long beard on his face, and his mature face had already faded away from its youth and hesitation.

In his early years, Liang Xi was a personable Tanhualang.

It's funny to say, Liang Xi is brilliant and talented, and he is clearly the top talent, but the first emperor thinks that no one can win Tanhua except Liang Lang, so he is hand-picked as Tanhua.

Immersed in the treacherous situation and changing the court for many years, that kind of calmness and modesty have slowly soaked him, even if it is only a simple Tsing Yi, it is also a magnificent instrument and excellent demeanor.

Such a man......

Such a majestic and proud man is a minister under her skirt!

The woman's heart was pounding, and her heart was on fire, but she asked more and more righteously: "When do you want me to wait?" ”

Liang Xi Ruyuan's eyes stared at her, until the woman took a step back with a weak heart, he smiled lightly, reached out to pick up the broken hair next to her ear, and coaxed: "Don't worry, I will do what I promise you." ”

When the woman heard this, she was finally relieved, and then smiled and snuggled into his arms.

"I knew that Brother Xi was the best......"

Liang Xi lowered his eyes and smiled, and slowly hugged her shoulders......

After a long time, he said softly: "I ......"

"Huh? What happened to you? ”

The woman's voice was softer and softer than the moonlight.

Liang Xi paused, and finally asked the question that he already knew the answer to.

"Xiao Jiang'er, if the five princes ascend the throne in the future, the country and the people are safe, are you willing to fulfill your promise and return to the mountains and forests with me?" From then on, the wine mulberry hemp, watching the wind and admiring the moon......

"I am willing, Brother Xi, as long as my son ascends to the throne, I will definitely hide from you."

- As long as my son ascends to the throne......

Liang Xi was silent, and his gentle smile gradually condensed into bitterness......