Glory to the ancestors

Li Huan opened his eyes tiredly, he had been in a coma for four days.

The scene in front of him was still like a dream, his body twitched.

Xiao Qi also woke up, grabbed Li Huan's hand but did not let go, he stood up, touched Li Huan's forehead with the back of his hand, fortunately, the fever subsided.

"Why are you here?"

Xiao Qi should be staying in the hotel now.

"I don't worry about you."

Although Xiao Qi's words were heart-warming, it was not the case in Li Huan's ears.

Can't you give up monitoring yourself for a moment?

Li Huan sighed deeply, looked to both sides, it was empty, the waiters had already been driven outside by Xiao Qi.

"Is it still uncomfortable?" Xiao Qi asked.

Li Huan shook his head, how uncomfortable can be considered uncomfortable?

There was a long silence between the two, before Xiao Qi said, "Don't be afraid of other people's wild thinking, I have replaced myself in this palace."

"It's not about this," Li Huan replied indifferently, "Where's Yang Jin?"

"Kneeling outside." Xiao Qi looked at the door.

"How long have you been kneeling?" Li Huan asked anxiously.

"It was there last night."

"Why didn't you let him in?" Li Huan made a gesture to sit up.

Xiao Qi pressed his shoulder, "Why are you in such a hurry, is it normal for a courtier to kneel before the emperor?"

Li Huan couldn't help breaking away from him, "Isn't the whole world the same as your country of Liang?" He wanted to shout at the door, but then felt it was wrong, and grabbed the bedside, "Help me up."

Xiao Qi didn't understand his attitude, he was quite unhappy, but he felt distressed, so he helped him up carefully.

After taking two steps, Li Huan couldn't stop coughing.

Xiao Qi sighed, took off a piece of clothing from the hanger, put it on Li Huan, and helped him slowly walk to the door.

As soon as Li Huan opened the door, Yang Jin, who was leaning against the door and drowsy, almost fell over.

Li Huan quickly put his hands on Yang Jin's forehead to support him, "Are you tired?"

Yang Jin was still a little confused, looked at Li Huan's eyes and made a big smile, "Are you awake?"

Xiao Qi looked at them with a dark face, he had never seen such a gentle expression on Li Huan.

"Get up quickly," Li Huan didn't care about Xiao Qi, and stretched out his hand to help Yang Jin up.

Yang Jin didn't dare to borrow his strength, so she stood up by herself, but still grabbed Li Huan's hand and rubbed her face twice, coquettishly said, "It's still cold at night, my face is frozen. "

"I'll send you an imperial physician." Li Huan smiled.

There is no one in this temple who can call him.

Xiao Qi looked at Li Huan, then lowered his head to look at himself, glared at Yang Jin, handed Li Huan into his hands, and left.

Yang Jin turned her body and looked at his back, a little scared, turned her head to look at Li Huan and gritted her teeth.

"You don't have to be afraid, after all, we are now on our own territory." Li Huan looked at him with a smile, "How is Rong Zhen?"

"I'm awake too, but I'm still awake," Yang Jin held Li Huan by his arm. He looked like Li Huan had just woken up. He couldn't bear him to waste his energy and wanted him to lie back on the bed. "Osmanthus osmanthus is taking care of him, don't worry." , He said that he is different from me, he is a person with an official position, and he cannot enter the palace without being summoned, so I don't care about that."

"Where can I stop Young Master Yang?" Li Huan answered slowly, his tone was too ordinary, if he wasn't so weak, Yang Jin would only feel that it was just a big dream.

Yang Jin helped Li Huan cover the quilt lightly, "You should rest a little longer, and I'll find Rong Zhen again during lunch."

Li Huan nodded, "You haven't slept yet, have you?" He patted the other side of his pillow, "Sleeping here?"

"You are the emperor now, I'm not quite right."

"You didn't feel wrong when I was the prince?"

Having said that, how could Yang Jin shirk, took off his boots neatly, lay down beside Li Huan, and asked him with a smile, "Do you want to know what I have done all these years?"

Li Huan slightly closed his eyes and smiled, "Okay, you must explain everything to me clearly."

……

Osmanthus tidied her clothes, and looked at Rong Zhen with a grin.

Rong Zhen patted him on the shoulder, "There's no need to be so nervous."

Osmanthus osmanthus exhaled, and vented her whole body, how could she not be nervous.

He walked in through the palace gate with Rong Zhen, constantly adjusting his breathing.

Yang Jin and Li Huan were also sitting at the table waiting for them.

Osmanthus osmanthus' eyes turned red when she saw the real Li Huan. Yang Jin glanced at him and silently covered her face.

Rong Zhen braced himself and was about to kneel down when he saw Li Huan shaking his head and beckoning to him.

He stopped being polite, took the osmanthus by the hand and sat down around the table.

Osmanthus osmanthus couldn't help it, shrugged her shoulders, tears fell one by one.

Rong Zhen raised his head and pursed his lips without saying a word.

Li Huan wanted to force a smile, but he had no strength.

Yang Jin looked at everyone from between her fingers, took a deep breath, and cried, "Isn't it a good thing."

Li Huan suddenly couldn't laugh or cry, and patted Yang Jin's shoulder twice, "Yes, good thing, eat."

The sweet-scented osmanthus pursed her mouth, and picked up the chopsticks to add food to Li Huan.

Rong Zhen shook his head, "Once you come back, I won't be favored."

Li Huan propped his chin with his hands, "It's useless for you to be jealous."

Li Huan glanced at the waiters and raised his chin at them, "Bring the wine."

For eight years, Li Huan hadn't said so many words.

He had almost forgotten what it felt like to be happy.

He had forgotten how cheerful he used to be, a person who loved to laugh.

Rong Zhen looked at Li Huan, and suddenly felt that the burden on his shoulders had been lifted, and it was the first time he felt so relaxed.