The whole world thinks that I am trying to usurp the throne

Chapter 61 Inheritance 3

When Yan Xun woke up, there was still fine snow falling outside, perhaps because of a heavy snowfall late yesterday, the snow had already piled up, as thick as cotton wool, thicker than the quilt covering him on many.

He was about to get up and get dressed, but he couldn't move because Xiao Yuebai was buckling his waist, so he turned his head and said to Xiao Yuebai: "Sir, I'm about to get up, just let me go."

Unexpectedly, Xiao Yuebai subconsciously clasped his hands even tighter, as if he wanted to embed his whole arm into Yan Xun's waist, to blend with the body he thought about day and night.

Xiao Yuebai's head was even buried on Yan Xun's shoulder, and he muttered vaguely: "Ah Xun, don't turn a blind eye to me. I have done so much, and I definitely did not intend to usurp the throne. Just get closer to you."

Xiao Yuebai's voice was very soft, Yan Xun could only hear him calling himself "Ah Xun", but he didn't understand a single word next to it.

These two words brushed against Yan Xun's ear, causing his cheeks to turn red. Xiao Yuebai was not awake yet, but called him "Ah Xun" in his sleep. Is it because Xiao Yuebai likes him?

All of Xiao Yuebai's warm breath fell on him, like a densely woven net, surrounding him, his heart was throbbing, and he didn't even realize the pain in his waist. Reluctantly opened his lips and said, "Sir, it hurts a bit."

As soon as Xiao Yuebai heard Yan Xun cry out in pain, she woke up from her sleep, opened her eyes, stared at Yan Xun, and said anxiously: "Your Highness, where is your pain?"

Yan Xun rubbed Xiao Yuebai's heart, blinked his watery eyes and said: "Sir, your hand is too hard, it hurts my waist."

Xiao Yuebai wanted to take off Yan Xun's obscene clothes, to see if there were any red marks on the skin inside, but she was afraid that she would offend Yan Xun by doing so, so she hastily let Yan Xun go.

As soon as Xiao Yuebai let go, Yan Xun suddenly felt the cold air pervading his whole body, and it easily covered his limbs in an instant. He couldn't help shivering all over, so he threw himself into Xiao Yuebai's arms pitifully, rubbing and rubbing, and then, Looking up at Xiao Yuebai, she said coquettishly, "Mister's arms are so warm."

Xiao Yuebai looked at the sky outside the window, let Yan Xun linger in his arms for a while, then pushed Yan Xun away slightly, then stretched out his hand to pull off the middle coat and outer shirt for Yan Xun to put on, and said with a smile : "Your Highness, let's go outside and build a snowman."

Your Highness?Xiao Yuebai clearly called him "A Xun" in his sleep, why did he call him His Highness strangely when he woke up?

Yan Xun didn't think it was wrong for Xiao Yuebai to call him His Highness, but when Xiao Yuebai called him "Ah Xun" just now, he felt that the word "Ah Xun" came out of Xiao Yuebai's mouth. The word "His Royal Highness" sounds much nicer, it is obviously a very common word, when Xiao Yuebai calls it, it seems to carry some indescribable intimacy.

"'A Xun'." Yan Xun stared at Xiao Yuebai dissatisfied, "Sir, call me 'A Xun'."

Hearing this, Xiao Yuebai was startled suddenly, and said with a smile: "It's probably against the rules to call His Highness by his name."

Yan Xun pursed his lips and said, "I just heard Mr. calling me 'A Xun' clearly in his sleep. Why did Mr. wake up and say it out of order?"

Xiao Yuebai had just dreamed about the situation in her previous life. In the dream, Yan Xun was talking to Han Shi. When he saw him coming in, he glanced at him briefly, and called him "Xiao Xiang" faintly, and then ignored him. He was stubborn. Wanting to see when Yan Xun would pay attention to him, he sat quietly by the side without saying a word.Unexpectedly, until Han Shi left after more than an hour, Yan Xun ignored him and read the original story instead.

Yan Xun is very dependent on him now, since he only mentioned that he called her "Ah Xun", he must have never heard the ravings.

He breathed a sigh of relief, but Yan Xun said sullenly: "If it's against the rules for Mr. to call me by my name, then I heard Mr. call me by my name in my sleep. How should I punish Mr. to behave? Prince, you are a commoner, and you sleep with me every day, what should I do to you? You have kissed me before, so is it wrong?"

Hearing Yan Xun's series of accusations, Xiao Yuebai couldn't help laughing and said, "What will Your Highness do to me?"

Yan Xun grabbed Xiao Yuebai's right hand and bit the delicate back of his hand fiercely, with his teeth embedded in the flesh, he snorted and said, "I will punish you not to eat for three days, I will punish you not to bathe for three days , I want to punish Mr. to read a hundred story books to me..."

Yan Xun couldn't think of any other punishment for a while, so he loosened the back of Xiao Yuebai's hand, biting Xiao Yuebai's collarbone like a cub with fur, and said aggrievedly: "Sir, sir, call me 'A Xun'."

Xiao Yuebai rubbed the back of Yan Xun's hairy head, smiled kindly and said: "Ah Xun, get up."

"Okay." Yan Xun heard Xiao Yuebai call him "Ah Xun" contentedly, and licked the tooth marks left by himself, then happily jumped off the bed.

The Yan Xun in front of him really doesn't have the slightest appearance of the previous life, Xu Yanxun originally looked like this, but in the previous life he hated himself so much that he regarded himself as nothing.

Xiao Yuebai was thinking wildly, and got up to get dressed.

After the two of them washed up, they went to the dining room. The cook had already prepared the breakfast. After a short while, the breakfast was brought up. They were large wontons stuffed with celery and meat, fried egg pancakes with chopped green onion, and purple potato and sesame balls.

Yan Xun swallowed a large wonton stuffed with celery and meat in one gulp, and then took a bite of the scallion and egg pancake. Then he stretched his neck and looked out the window, saying vaguely, "Sir, sir, let's go build a snowman."

"Ah Xun, eat slowly, be careful not to choke." Xiao Yuebai joked, "The snow won't melt away in a short while."

Yan Xun glared at Xiao Yuebai, wolfed down his breakfast, and didn't care that Xiao Yuebai was still eating purple potato and sesame balls, so he dragged Xiao Yuebai to the garden.

When Xiao Yuebai was young, she was busy with studying and getting fame, she rarely had time to play, she never made a snowman, and neither did Yan Xun.

Xiao Yuebai looked at the vast expanse of white snow in front of him and the twigs of Yushu Qiongzhi swaying gently in the cold wind, and said with a embarrassed smile: "Ah Xun, do you know how to build this snowman?"

Yan Xun shook his head and said, "I don't know either."

Xiao Yuebai suggested: "Let's pile the snow together first."

"That's it for now." Yan Xun pointed to the frozen pool of clear water, "Let's pile snowmen by the pool."

After finishing speaking, Yan Xun took the flower shovel from the side and shoveled the snow to the poolside. Before the snow had piled up much, a snowball rushed straight towards his face.

Yan Xun couldn't dodge in time, and was hit by the snowball on the forehead, the snowball burst and fell on his face, he wiped off the broken snow, looked at Xiao Yuebai who was not far away, and said aggrievedly: "Sir, You bullied me again."

Seeing Yan Xun's appearance, Xiao Yuebai became even more intent on bullying him, and said with a smile, "So what? I'm just bullying you. If you don't accept it, why don't you fight back?"

Before the words landed, a snowball flew towards Xiao Yuebai.

But it turned out that when Xiao Yuebai was speaking just now, Yan Xun secretly stretched his hand behind his back and squeezed out a snowball.

Xiao Yuebai dodged sideways, teasingly said: "Ah Xun, I'm afraid you won't be able to hit me."

Yan Xun threw five snowballs one after another, unexpectedly he didn't even touch Xiao Yuebai's clothes, he simply grabbed a snowball and walked quickly towards Xiao Yuebai.

Xiao Yuebai started to run, ran a few steps, she felt that she was childish, he was too young, but this behavior was no different from that of a child.

But being chased by Yan Xun is extremely interesting, childish is childish.

Suddenly, there was no sound of Yan Xun's footsteps behind him, Xiao Yuebai turned his head and glanced, it was this glance that gave Yan Xun who was hiding aside a chance, the next moment, a snowball hit Xiao Yuebai directly on the face .

Xiao Yuebai wiped off the broken snow on her face, and said with a bitter face: "It hurts so much."

Seeing this, Yan Xun rushed to Xiao Yuebai anxiously, stood on tiptoe, raised his hand to cover Xiao Yuebai's face, and asked with concern: "Sir, does it really hurt?"

Xiao Yue's white eyelashes trembled slightly, and the crushed snow falling on them immediately rustled down. He was already beautiful, but under the background of the crushed snow, he was even more beautiful, and his naked/exposed skin was dazzlingly white , easily compared to the broken snow, a pair of peach blossom eyes looked around, and the amorous feelings flowed, and the lips underneath were even more bright red after being frozen, as if they had been coated with good lip gloss.

Yan Xun was stunned suddenly, and subconsciously brushed the bright red lips with his right hand covering Xiao Yuebai's face.

But the lips parted slightly: "It hurts badly, Ah Xun, how can you comfort me?"

The warm breath seemed to be entangled with some peach blossom fragrance, pressing it on Yan Xun's fingertips, and Yan Xun took a step back in shock.

Behind it was a rockery covered in silver, Xiao Yuebai was afraid that Yan Xun would be hurt, so he hastily stretched out his hand to hold Yan Xun in his arms.

Yan Xun subconsciously made a move, and the two lost their balance instantly, and both fell into the snow.

"Ah Xun, you are fine..." Xiao Yuebai hadn't finished speaking, but Yan Xun who was on top of him covered his lower lip, forcing him to swallow all the remaining words.

Yan Xun was still young and had no one to teach him, so he didn't know how to kiss, so he just pressed his lips against Xiao Yuebai's, and after a while, he let go and looked at Xiao Yuebai: "Sir, don't you want to kiss?" Bully me, let's go build a snowman."

"When did I bully you? It's clear that you bullied me." Satisfied, Xiao Yuebai ran his fingertips across his lips, covered his cheeks again, and said in pain, "It really hurts badly."

Yan Xun pushed away Xiao Yuebai's fingers, lowered his head and kissed the piece of flesh, and then blew another breath: "Tuantou Feifei, Tongtong Feifei, Tongtong Feifei..."

Xiao Yuebai didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Ah Xun, are you coaxing a three-year-old child?"

Yan Xun jumped up from Xiao Yuebai's body, took Xiao Yuebai's hand again, and urged: "Sir, I have already coaxed you, you should get up quickly."

"Okay." Xiao Yuebai stood up from the ground, patted off the broken snow on Yan Xun and himself, and went to build a snowman together.

The two first piled the snow together, rolled a bigger snowball, then rolled a smaller snowball, then moved the small snowball under the big snowball, and then, Yan Xun looked at the snowman who had just piled up , Sullenly said: "Sir, this snowman doesn't look like a snowman at all."

"Ah Xun, wait for me for a while." After Xiao Yue finished speaking, she went to the kitchen to get a carrot, and went back to the room to get a lotus leaf towel.

Not long after, he returned to the garden, bowed his head and kissed the forehead of Yan Xun who was squatting in front of the snowman, then put the lotus leaf scarf on the snowman's head, used carrots as the snowman's nose, and folded it. A dead branch was used as the snowman's mouth, and at the end, two black stones were picked up to make the snowman's eyes.

Seeing that the snowman finally looked decent, Xiao Yuebai smiled and said: "Ah Xun, how do you see this?"

After not getting a reply from Yan Xun for a long time, he turned his head and saw tears in Yan Xun's eyes, "Ah Xun, why are you crying? Is my snowman too ugly?"

Yan Xun flung himself into Xiao Yuebai's arms and rubbed against him, without saying a word, only the tears kept falling, hot tears, all the way to Xiao Yuebai's heart, the heat made the dark red viscera instantly soften into a puddle of spring water.

Xiao Yuebai gently caressed Yan Xun's back, and said softly: "Ah Xun, do you have any grievances?"

Yan Xun finally choked up his sobs and said, "I was so happy to be able to build a snowman with my husband that I couldn't help but cry."

Xiao Yuebai suddenly remembered what Yan Xun said yesterday, for Yan Xun, the snowman was his obsession, even though he was beaten bedridden by Concubine Han, he still wanted to build a snowman.

"Ah Xun." Xiao Yuebai kissed Yan Xun's slightly cool hair, and said: "Let's build another snowman, only one snowman, this snowman is too lonely."

The author has something to say: the lotus leaf towel is a kind of hat in ancient times

Carrots were introduced into my country relatively late, probably in the [-]th century, when carrots were used instead.