The group's favorite little Fubao has become the most arrogant kid in the whole imperial city

Chapter 138 I Want to Save You
"Seeking peace, huh?" Xihe suddenly brought this up, then smiled knowingly, "I agree."

The surroundings suddenly became quiet, and the air seemed to freeze. Xiao Mingxuan looked up in disbelief and murmured, "What did you say?"

He had originally given up hope, but unexpectedly, things took a turn for the better.

Xihe smiled and fiddled with the petals with her fingers, but she never looked at Xiao Mingxuan, "I said... I agreed."

"Why?"

"Because we are unwilling to accept it." Some things have been known for a long time, but they have been suppressed in the bottom of their hearts and dare not touch them. When they really dug it out, Xihe felt happy, "Xiao Mingxuan, since no one can suppress it, it is better to let it go, and it will not be in vain for this meeting. As for where we can go, leave it to God. But... no one should talk about the word love."

The love between them is no longer pure love, the word "love" is too luxurious.

I was drowning in this, but I also came out sober.

"Okay." Xiao Mingxuan said hoarsely, "The food is cold. I'll ask them to change it to something hot."

"No need." Xihe waved his hand, not having much appetite. "I'm a little sleepy. I want to sleep for a while."

Since coming to the border, perhaps because of the unfamiliar climate and water, Xihe's body is not as strong as when she was in the imperial city, and she always feels sleepy.

Xiao Mingxuan picked him up and put Xihe's head on his chest.

"What are you doing? I don't mean to..."

"Don't worry, I won't touch you, I'll just carry you to the bed." Xiao Mingxuan hugged her tightly, holding her legs firmly with one hand and her waist with the other hand. He placed her steadily on the bed and pulled the quilt over Xihe.

Xihe knew that she had misunderstood, and two blushes appeared on her cheeks.

Xiao Mingxuan curved his lips and smiled. For a moment, it seemed as if time had gone back and they were back to that afternoon when they had cuddled each other. The five-year-old girl was sleeping so softly in his arms, and her sleep was particularly sweet.

"Go to sleep, I'll watch you." Xiao Mingxuan sat down on the edge of the bed.

Xihe closed her eyes. She thought she would be unable to fall asleep in her bed like she was in the general's mansion, but unexpectedly she fell asleep quickly and felt extremely peaceful.

Halfway through my sleep, I seemed to hear voices half asleep and half awake.

Xiao Mingxuan was talking to someone outside the door. The specific content could not be heard clearly, but Xihe recognized the voice of the person opposite.

Shishu.

There was a hint of undercurrent in Xihe's eyes. It turned out that he was the one who made the contact.

There was some noise outside, and Xihe immediately closed her eyes and calmed her breathing.

Xiao Mingxuan walked to the bed, touched the little girl's hair with a smile, twisted the corner of the quilt for her, and lay down on the bed with his eyes closed.

Xihe wanted to take a nap, but fell asleep again in a daze.

Xihe slept until the afternoon and missed breakfast and lunch. When he woke up, he felt hungry.

She turned around quietly, supported her head with one arm, stared at Xiao Mingxuan with soft eyes, and poked his cheek from time to time with the other hand.

Xihe was having so much fun that she didn't notice that the person lying beside the bed had already woken up.

"Little ancestor, are you bothering me again?"

Xiao Mingxuan's teasing voice came to my ears, with a bit of hoarseness as if waking up from a dream and a familiar doting tone.

Xihe wanted to pull her hand back, but was grabbed by Xiao Mingxuan who had woken up.

"What are you doing? Let go."

Xiao Mingxuan stood still, and rubbed Xihe's hand in his palm, "You've been lying down for too long, your hand is numb, let me turn around."

Xihe was stunned for a moment, then laughed out loud and put his other hand on the other's shoulder, "Can I give you a massage?"

Xiao Mingxuan said "hmm" and stood up and sat on the edge of the bed.

The numbness in his arm gradually faded away, and Xiao Mingxuan suddenly asked, "Why did you wake up so suddenly? Did you have a nightmare?"

Xihe smiled and shook his head.

She still remembered that every time she slept with Zhao Siyuan, as long as she woke him up from his sleep, Zhao Siyuan would beat her up, without exception.

But from childhood to adulthood, no matter how she bothered Xiao Mingxuan, even if it was to wake up a sleeping person as if startled, she had never seen Xiao Mingxuan be mean to her.

Such a crazy person, but he was gentle to the core when facing her.

"I didn't have a nightmare, I just woke up hungry."

Xiao Mingxuan stretched out his long arms and pulled the person into his arms. He brought the tea that had been prepared on the bar table and handed it to Xihe's mouth, "Come, drink some water to moisten your throat first. I'll have someone prepare the meal."

Xihe hadn't had such a relaxing sleep for a long time, and she was even more lazy at the moment. Xiao Mingxuan stretched out his arm, and she lay on it. She took a few sips of tea from his hand and asked, "Is there anything I like to eat?" "All the ones you like."

The dishes in this restaurant were all ordered by Xiao Mingxuan, hoping that one day the little girl will be able to eat there when she comes to the outside of the Great Wall.

Xihe nodded, pondered for a while, and suddenly said: "I seemed to hear your voice when I was half asleep and half awake."

"Did you hear me?" Xiao Mingxuan put the cup back and twirled the corner of the quilt for Xihe.

Xihe nodded, "I heard a few words, it seems like they are talking about Beimo?"

Xiao Mingxuan leaned against the bed beam and pulled Xihe closer to him. "Yes, it's about Beimo. The King of Beimo was greedy and wanted Beili's territory in exchange. I didn't agree, so he wanted to join forces with Tianshuo to strangle me."

Xihe's fingers hidden in the quilt were slightly bent, a hint of uncertainty flashed across his eyes, and then he smiled, "Daddy won't agree."

"Are you so sure? After all, your father should really want to kill me right now."

Xiao Mingxuan was very self-aware. From the moment he led his troops to the border, Emperor Jingyuan was unhappy. In addition, Zhao Wanyu's death was related to Nangong Yan, who was Beili's military advisor.

All these things added together were enough for Emperor Jingyuan to kill him many times.

Xihe shook her head. "That's true emotionally, but not rationally. Beimo has gone back on its word too many times, and Daddy has long lost all patience with them. If Daddy must choose a partner among the three parties, he might be more willing to choose you."

Xihe understood Emperor Jingyuan. This man's rationality far exceeded his own emotions. He had the clearest mind and the most ruthless decision.

Faced with a powerful enemy and the capital in danger, he will only put Tianshuo first.

Even though Zhao Wanyu's death made him extremely sad, for Tianshuo, he would still hold on and cooperate with Beili to repel Beimo.

But after repelling the enemy, it is unknown what he will do to Bei Li. After all, settling scores after the event is a common tactic used by Emperor Jingyuan.

"Choose me." Xiao Mingxuan chewed on these two words slowly, "It would be great if he chose me to be your consort."

Xihe blushed, bent his elbow, and hit Xiao Mingxuan in the chest, "Let's talk business, what are you doing?"

Xiao Mingxuan came back to his senses and smiled, "Okay, let's talk business."

Then he said, "You want me to cooperate with you?"

"You have no choice." Xihe waved his hand and looked at Xiao Mingxuan innocently. "Most of Beili's troops are stationed in the imperial city. You didn't bring many people with you this time, and it's too late to mobilize troops. Unless we help you, you can't escape Beimo's pursuit."

Xiao Mingxuan's eyes were unclear, "How do you know I can't escape?"

Xihe had more strength and wanted to put on her coat, but she couldn't find it. Finally, Xiao Mingxuan took the coat and put it on her.

"If you could get away, you wouldn't be here all this time."

This is why Xihe brought Qingyuan to the border. From the moment she arrived here, Qingyuan was sent out to gather information.

Beili, Beimo, and even Tianshuo, the whole world seemed to be shrouded in a spider web, and the holder at the end was Xihe.

Xiao Mingxuan looked at Xihe for a long time without saying anything, and then said helplessly: "I'm curious, have you always been like this, or have you grown up?"

Xihe tilted his head and gave a half-answer, "Guess."

In fact, what she didn't say was: she has always been like this, but she just couldn't bear to use her calculations on him before.

Xihe wanted to get out of bed, but unexpectedly an arm stretched out from behind and pulled her back. Half of her body fell on the bed, and Xiao Mingxuan hugged her tightly in his arms.

"What?"

"Xihe, let me hold you for a while, just a while."

Xihe's struggling movements suddenly stopped, and she clearly felt the slightly trembling body of the person behind her.

"Xihe." Xiao Mingxuan leaned over Xihe's ear and called her name, his hoarse voice coming in waves, "Will you kill me in the future?"

Xihe felt her heart sink. The fear of the unknown surged into her heart at this moment. "I know I can't predict the future. What's the point of talking about this now? Just take it one step at a time."

Although it is not stated explicitly, the meaning is basically the same.

Xiao Mingxuan laughed bitterly and said self-deprecatingly: "I forgot that Princess Zhaoyuan cares about the people, how could she let go of a thief like me who stole the country."

"If you don't do it, I won't touch you." She patted the back of Xiao Mingxuan's hand and said softly, "But at least at this moment... I want to save you."

After a long time, Xiao Mingxuan kissed the top of Xihe's head and said, "Okay."

He suddenly felt like a traveler in the desert, who only needed a drop of water to keep going, but a pot of water always had an end and would be used up without him knowing when.

He never knew when the water would run out, just as he didn't know when the desert would end.