The little boy in front of him fanned his eyelashes like cicada wings, and suddenly spoke: "When you and Brother Ning rode across Chang'an Avenue, I secretly glanced at you upstairs. At that time, I thought that you were free and beautiful when you wore a military uniform, but I didn't think that there were so many injuries underneath. ”

Yu Zhiwei also found that he showed a piece of his arm at this time: "The emperor said this, these are all minor injuries, as if they were suffered when Wu Liangha counterattacked?" The real serious injuries are in places that cannot be seen. ”

He Xiao's temperament is too much like a child, and it is difficult for Yu Zhiwei to really associate him with the word "emperor", but as he spoke, he still said meaningfully: "Just like my father said, the Yu family is for Daheng to guard the country, which is actually ...... It's really nothing. ”

She took something casually, wrapped her sleeves, and covered all the scars that could be seen: "I feel uncomfortable when I keep looking at injuries or something, don't look at the emperor." ”

He Xiao took a breath as if gasping, but looking at Yu Zhiwei's expression, he was probably reluctant to mention the relevant matter, so he had to look out from the crack in the stone, and changed the topic without a trace: "How long are we going to stay here." ”

Yu Zhiwei then wiped the knife, and raised his head when he heard the words: "When the rain stops, I will send you to Dongjiao Lane." ”

She glanced back at the little emperor He Xiao's puzzled eyes, and with the experience of getting along with Yu Jingning in the past two years, she explained to herself: "Isn't Dongjiao Lane known as the 'Wanguo Mansion'?" The foreigners in that place have always adhered to the so-called 'absolute neutrality' attitude, and the rebels should not go there. Besides, there are still adults from Honglu Temple in the eastern suburbs, so I don't have to worry about no one to answer the emperor. ”

He Xiao looked at Yu Zhiwei's thin shoulders, and he clearly still looked like a child, and couldn't help but feel a little worried, and blurted out in one sentence: "What about you?" ”

Yu Zhiwei laughed "sneering", as if he was laughing at the little emperor's fireworks: "The emperor is safe, but the people in the capital are not safe." Daheng is the emperor's Daheng, and naturally it is also the Daheng of all the people, since the emperor has made me the lord of Sui'an, he naturally wants to do what I should do. ”

I don't know why, He Xiao felt a little uncomfortable.

Pinch the head and remove the tail, Yu Zhiwei is only nine months older than him, and he just passed his fourteenth birthday three months ago.

But now she is carrying the safety of the capital on her shoulders, and she is pretending to be the common people in the world, and she has to tell herself calmly: This is what I should do as a courtier. The children of the Yu family are all too mature to speak, only they are still a child.

Not only that, but every day someone will tell him, you are just a child, what can you understand?

He always felt that the twelve crowns on his head were too heavy and too heavy, how could he afford it as a child. Only today did he realize that what he had lost was only an ethereal "freedom"

Nothing more. No one told him that "if you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight", and no one told him that high power meant greater responsibility.

He Xiao is not unintelligent or stupid, but someone has blindfolded his ears and eyes all year round, sealed his mouth, and raised people into finches in a golden wire cage. The intelligence and sensitivity in him were useless in the court, but they came out of place at such a time.

The light and shadow of the nine months magnified and stretched infinitely in front of him, stretched into a sharp sword, and pierced him in the heart.

When he and Yu Zhiwei hid in the stone cave under the bridge, the naïve little emperor He Xiao didn't even know that the girl in front of him was actually determined to die, and she had no intention of transferring troops into Beijing.

"Does the emperor's wound still hurt?" Yu Zhiwei sat on the ground with a golden knife, holding a knife in one hand and holding the hem of his clothes in the other, if it wasn't really good, he wouldn't be able to stand up to this unsightly sitting posture at all, "I don't think the emperor's face is very good." ”

He Xiao was ashamed, and when he was asked suddenly, he suddenly blushed, and hurriedly pinned his face to the side: "It doesn't hurt." ”

Yu Zhiwei said in his heart, although I took the arm, I am not a doctor, what if I really make something happen to this little cub? So he stepped forward again with an anxious face: "Is it really okay?" ”

The space in this stone cave is really not large, no matter how thin the two of them are, it is also a young man's body, not a real child, she is up and up, which actually makes He Xiao have an illusion of grinding his ears and temples.

To be honest, as an emperor, he doesn't know anything else, and he won't know this aspect, when he was a little cub who didn't grow up, there was a little palace daughter who pounced on him every day, and he had a little thought in his heart that he shouldn't have.

He just raised his hand to pull Yu Zhiwei's chin and do something that the Son of Heaven should react in such a situation, when Yu Zhiwei suddenly retracted.

She poured out all the lead in her bird's gun, clicked it several times, and muttered: "If you really have something, I really can't afford it, I think I'd better send the emperor over sooner." ”

He Xiao, who was planning to take Yu Zhiwei lightly, pinched himself hard in the dark, and his face turned even redder.

At this time, it was already late at night, and of course Yu Zhiwei couldn't see the expression on He Xiao's face clearly, but he just took out all the things on his body, such as willow leaf darts and money darts, and counted them, and then said confidently: "It's enough." ”

He Xiao: "What's enough?" ”

Yu Zhiwei glanced at He Xiao deeply, lowered his voice, and said with a voice that was almost bewitching: "Fighting this life is enough to send the emperor to the eastern suburbs." ”

He Xiao almost swore on the spot, he would never forget this look in his life.

Yu Zhiwei finished laughing, stretched out two fingers, and with great difficulty, probed to the outside of the stone blocking the entrance of the cave, felt it for a while, turned his face to He Xiao and said, "The rain has stopped." Then he took off a small stone and put his face up to look at it.

Everything is quiet, and there is no one around.

Yu Zhiwei put all her bunch of chicken and dog broken weapons back on herself, and stretched out her hand to He Xiao: "Let's go." ”

He Xiao obediently stretched out his hand, ready for Yu Zhiwei to hold.

Yu Zhiwei pulled off the stone in front of him, wrapped his sleeves and grabbed He Xiao's wrist, pulling him out.

He Xiao once again puffed away his face, and said in his heart, why don't you hold hands, you don't know how many people wanted to touch my dragon claws before.

Yu Zhiwei didn't know what He Xiao was awkward in his heart, and squatted down slightly with his back to He Xiao: "Okay, the emperor will move." ”

"Are you going to carry me?" He Xiao's eyes lit up suddenly.

Nonsense, Yu Zhiwei said in his heart, can you run with your little short legs?