Qijian still wore the same white robe, and his expression was cold and indifferent, no different from before. He still showed respect and humility when he saw Wanqi Shengxin, and the same unhappiness flashed in his eyes when he saw Hyacinth.
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"Brother, please move to the imperial study. I have something to discuss with you." Qijian saluted Wanqi Shengxin, but he stopped him. His current status was inappropriate.
Wanqi Shengxin nodded slightly, turned around and said to Hyacinth: "You are tired too, go down with them to rest first, don't run around, and wait for me to come back."
"Okay." Hyacinth nodded obediently, and together with Dao Xiaoying, followed the palace maids who led the way down.
Jun Wuxuan watched the two of them leave, then slowly walked behind Wanqi Shengxin and Qijian towards the imperial study.
Xue Shen sat on the palace wall, looking here and there, and finally he simply lay on his side on the wall and took a nap. He didn't want to get involved in the Seven Swords matter.
Having said that, as soon as the door of Keyu's study room was closed, Xue Shen's figure flashed and flew onto the glorious glazed tiles. It was one thing not to get involved, but it was another thing to know the inside story.
It is said that love makes people stupid. Wanqi Shengxin and Jun Wuxuan, two men blinded by love, there is no guarantee that anything would happen without him.
"Brother, I still think this position is more suitable for you, I..."
"Seven Swords, tomorrow is the enthronement ceremony. You have to call yourself 'I' in front of others. Also, according to your seniority, you should call me Seventh Emperor Uncle. It's better not to call this eldest brother." If Wan Qiqing did not live among the people, he should
The second eldest among the brothers, Wan Qi Shengxin's second brother, Wan Qi Qing's son should call him Seventh Emperor Uncle.
Uncle Seven Emperors?
The corners of Jun Wuxuan's mouth twitched irregularly a few times. Qijian kept a straight face all day long. He looked several years older than Wanqi Shengxin. Isn't it a little too weird to call him uncle?
Qijian paused for a moment, and finally let out a small cry, his expressionless face turning red to the roots of his ears.
"Well, there is no need to talk about the succession. You are a descendant of the Wanqi family. The second brother is the eldest son of Queen Liu. You are the eldest son of the second brother. This throne should be yours. When tomorrow comes, this king will
I will leave with the princess, and the day and night dynasty will be handed over to you." Wanqi Shengxin casually flipped through the memorials on the desk without looking at the Seven Swords.
"Seven Swords... I will definitely live up to your uncle's expectations. Tomorrow will be the enthronement ceremony. I hope your uncle will take more time." Qijian's eyes were that kind of thick black, as if there was nothing in them, and he couldn't see anything at all.
Mind and emotions.
Jun Wuxuan played with his fingers boredly. If he had known that the erythrocyte sedimentation rate would not come, if he had known that the content of the conversation was so boring, he would not have followed.
At the end, Qijian knelt in front of Wanqi Shengxin, lowered his head and said, "Brother, Qijian still has something to ask for."
This tone was no different from that at Nether Village, the same loyalty and the same respect. Wanqi Shengxin looked up at him and did not help him up like before. He still turned over the memorial as if nothing had happened and did not ask him.
No matter what, I just waited quietly for his next words.
Qijian was patient and did not speak for a long time.
"Your Majesty, speak directly when you have something to say, hesitating like a girl. This is not your style." Jun Wuxuan yawned and said lazily, staring at Qijian kneeling on the ground.
"Wuxuan is right, get up and speak. In this world, a man from the Wanqi family should not kneel down to anyone." Wanqi Shengxin clapped his hands and stood up, asking casually, "Tell me,
What kind of important event requires the king of my dynasty to kneel down?"
"Seven Swords begs my eldest brother to stay and help us to restore the prosperity of the Rishi Dynasty." Qijian was still kneeling, his tone was extremely sincere, like a monarch who is thirsty for talents and would not hesitate to kneel down to plead for the sake of the country.
Wanqi Shengxin seemed to have expected that he would make such a request, so she just glanced at him lightly and said, "I believe that you also have that ability."
"Brother, is it because of Feng Chen?" Qijian stood up and asked in a bad tone, "Is it because of Feng Chen, right? You are willing to give up the country because of her, and you are unwilling to stay because of her, right?"
"Hey, what's your attitude? Why, it's great to be the emperor. My eldest brother only gave up the position to you because of his disdain. You're going to show off to me? I said..."
"Shut up!" Qijian roared, suppressing Jun Wuxuan's unbridled words.
Wanqi Shengxin just frowned and looked very calm.
"Seven Swords, to be a good emperor, you must be patient and understanding. Even if you want someone's life, you must convince him. In the future, don't be so impetuous. I have no intention of conquering the country, as long as I
You have the world in your heart, and the Sun and Sun Dynasty is in your hands. I, the king, can rest assured. As for the assistants, there are many people in the court today." The implication was already obvious, he would not stay.
In fact, regardless of whether there is Hyacinth or not, as long as he knows that Qijian is the son of Wan Qiqing, he will not leave any trace in the court. He has the heart of an idle cloud and a crane. Even if he has the talents of an emperor, general and prime minister, he does not want to wrong himself and give up his freedom and peace.
Belief.
"Brother, I understand what you mean." Those were the last words Qijian said to "brother". After that, he kept calling him Uncle Wanqi Shengxin. Jun Wuxuan could only feel goosebumps all over his body.
Now, it is not as thrilling as imagined. The Seven Swords are still the same Seven Swords.
I just don’t know if time will change anything, but Jun Wuxuan feels that he will not have the chance to know, because he, like Wanqi Shengxin, will never stay with Qijian. First, he
I can't do it, and secondly, Seven Swords may not welcome him.
Finally, Wanqi Shengxin patted Qijian on the shoulder and left the imperial study.
"Brother, you said Qijian called us here just for the enthronement ceremony tomorrow?" I don't know when or why, Jun Wuxuan no longer calls Qijian his second brother, even in Wanqi Sheng
In front of Xin, he also bluntly called him Qijian, as if he was treating him as an outsider.
"Maybe." Wanqi Shengxin gave an ambiguous answer. To be honest, even he was not very clear. Qijian was really a secretive person. He had concealed his life experience so well over the years.
Being cautious, he never knew that he was a child of the Wanqi family.
"Then brother, don't you have any plans?" Jun Wuxuan asked again. He always felt that the palace was full of dangers, and staying here for even a moment would make people frightened.
"Plans?" Wanqi Shengxin raised her eyebrows. After tomorrow, she would leave the imperial city with Hyacinth. Or maybe she wanted to stay in the Hualian Building for a few days before leaving after the Lantern Festival.
Seeing that Wanqi Shengxin didn't answer, Jun Wuxuan didn't ask any more questions. The eldest brother always had his own thoughts, so he didn't need to worry about it.
The two came to the Star Palace arranged by Qijian, but they did not see Dao Xiaoying and Hyacinth. When they asked the servants, they said that they were summoned by the Jade Concubine to her Qiongyu Palace as soon as they came back.