In the cramped carriage, Ye Tianhuai looked at Lu Yanchen with a complicated and somewhat strange expression.

And Lu Yanchen also looked back at her, with a sense of persistence in his eyes.

Ye Tianhuai had a headache.

She knew that Lu Yanchen was a very stubborn person in his bones. In the past, if she couldn't memorize the article, Lu Yanchen would check it every day until she memorized it, and it was useless to escape.

For what he recognizes, his persistence and patience are far beyond ordinary people.

But in this life, Ye Qianhuai didn't want him to set foot in Yunzhou again, and it was best not to have anything to do with Yunzhou again.

After listening to Lu Yanchen and Chu Boliang's past, Ye Tianhuai's thought became even stronger.

According to Lu Yanchen, Chu Boliang wandered around the border for 20 years after the case of the King of the Northern Capital, and during these 20 years, he helped the Yunzhou Army openly and secretly, but three years ago, he suddenly surrendered to Beidi, and soon led the Beidi Army to the south as a military advisor, with a posture of vowing to destroy Dajing.

For his attitude to suddenly change so much, there must be something in the middle.

Ye Tianhuai didn't know what this change was.

But she had a bad premonition, because this change might also change Lu Yanchen's attitude towards Dajing.

After all, in his previous life, before Lu Yanchen returned to his hometown Ding Wei, he was still the same Lu Yanchen who promised that she would always stand by her side, but when he returned to Yunzhou, he suddenly rose up and denounced her as a faint monarch full of evil in his text.

But with Lu Yanchen's stubborn nature, if he was determined to return to Yunzhou, no one would be able to stop him.

The big deal is to fight for this official uniform.

He is a person who dares to rebel, and he still cares about this official uniform?

Ye Qianhuai's mind was racing rapidly, trying to find a correct solution.

The biggest difference between this life and her previous life is that her daughter's identity has not been revealed, and second, she is no longer a puppet emperor with no real power.

With these two points alone, is it possible to change Lu Yanchen's choice?

Ye Tianhuai couldn't tell.

Maybe it's getting better, but she's not sure.

If you think about it from another angle, is Lu Yanchen's choice really that important?

Is the destruction of the great scene in the previous life really because of his own strength?

Not really.

If Lu Yanchen is reversed now, will she have the ability to suppress it? Was she determined to drive him into a corner and cut off his head?

Ye Qianhuai shook his head. It may not be that bad.

In this life, Lu Yanchen's loyalty to her is far greater than in his previous life, after all, he even entrusted the Eagle Guard to her, and Tao Yuan rebelled with him in his previous life. Maybe this time, Lu Yanchen will persuade Chu Boliang to return to the imperial court and easily resolve the danger of Beidi.

All kinds of thoughts crowded Ye Tianhuai's mind, making her have a splitting headache.

The carriage turned around a street corner, and the car shook violently, and Ye Tianhuai swayed with it.

At this moment, she only felt that the world was spinning, and she quickly closed her eyes, and barely supported her body by holding the seat on the side with her hand.

"Your Majesty......" Lu Yanchen's voice came from the opposite side.

Ye Tianhuai was so dizzy that she didn't dare to open her eyes, she gasped twice in a row, and said, "Sir, please let me know, let me think about it......"

The arm supporting her upper body suddenly went limp, and her voice was like an incense that burned to the end, and suddenly broke off.

The whole person collapsed.

Lu Yanchen was shocked, and immediately stepped forward to support her, and slowly put her upper body on the bench.

When he got closer, Lu Yanchen realized that Ye Tianhuai's entire body was trembling slightly.

He stretched out the back of his hand and put it on Ye Qianhuai's forehead.

It's really hot.

"Your Majesty." Lu Yanchen tried to call her.

Ye Qianhuai didn't respond to him, her eyes closed even tighter, obviously very uncomfortable.

After Lu Yanchen put her away, he lifted the curtain of the car and asked Li Baoquan, who was following behind, "Gonggong Li, how long will it take to get to the palace?" His Majesty has a fever. ”

Li Baoquan was originally riding a horse and following the car slowly, but he was shocked when he heard this, and hurriedly rode his horse to catch up, and when he saw Ye Tianhuai's sleepy face, his face became a little more solemn.

"Your Majesty, I'm afraid it's raining and getting cold. In front of it is Zhengde North Street, and Mr. Lao Fu escorted His Majesty back to the palace. The old slave went to inform the hospital first. Then he ordered the groom to drive faster, and he himself hurried to the east.

Lu Yanchen lowered the car curtain, returned to Ye Qianhuai's side, and touched Ye Qianhuai's forehead again, always feeling hotter.

She was tall but thin, and when she lay down like this, she shrunk into a small ball, like a pitiful child.

The carriage really got faster, the car was not as stable as before, and Ye Tianhuai's arm that was hanging in the air swayed up and down.

Lu Yanchen didn't think much about it, took her right hand and rested it on her chest, and put it together with her left hand.

After withdrawing his hand, Lu Yanchen was stunned.

He realized in hindsight that after being an emperor for nearly three years, from Wenxuan Hall to Arrow Pavilion, from teaching Wenzhi to teaching martial arts, this was the first time he had touched the emperor's hand.

The Emperor's hands were softer than he had imagined, and cold.

Her forehead was hot, but her hands and feet were cold.

Lu Yanchen's eyes fell on Ye Tianhuai's jade-white hands.

Although the emperor's knuckles are long, they are soft and angular, so that they look a little like a woman's hand.

Those hands, like a pure white butterfly, fluttered their wings silently in his heart, tugging at his heartstrings.

A flash of light flashed in Lu Yanchen's dark eyes.

An image of his dream appeared in his mind a long time ago.

The unknown, hidden in the darkness, the one that makes him happy and painful - the picture.

Lu Yanchen hesitated and raised his hand, and the expression on his face, which had always been as calm as water, suddenly changed.

A look of excitement, fear, self-reproach, and determination played out on his handsome and well-defined face.

A crazy thought that had been breeding in his heart for a long time was like a withered vine in a long drought at this moment, and it grew into a towering tree in an instant.

The vines controlled his body, bewitched his mind, ate away at his will, whispered diabolically in his ear, and persuaded him to obey his heart.

But what remains of sanity is still dying, trying to turn the tide.

After all, it's just a mantis arm as a car.

He finally reached out and grabbed Ye Tianhuai's cold and soft hand and held it in his hand.

It was as if he had grasped his purest, most intense, and dirtiest desires.

The feeling was even more exciting and tense than facing a deadly sword head-on.

But when he really held it, it didn't seem to be as terrible as he imagined.

It was still so quiet in the carriage, save for the rolling wheels and the faint cacophony of the crowd outside.

Nothing has changed.

And no one will know.

Like his unspeakable dreams, like his unbearable past, no one will know.

Thinking of this, Lu Yanchen seemed to be relieved.

His gaze softened, and he looked at Ye Qianhuai, who was pale, and held her hand tightly.

Feeling the warm grip, Ye Qianhuai, who was in pain, stretched his brows, and also shook his hand back in a daze.