After The Minister Failed To Raise Cubs

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Chapter 2

Yun Xie was ready to starve and freeze in the mass graves, but when he came back, he found himself lying on a soft and fragrant bed, covered with a warm and melting quilt.

Yun Xie sat up blankly.

Where is he?

The nearby bed curtains are carved with dragons and phoenixes, and the air is full of the fragrance of ants that is not greasy.

It was inexplicably familiar, but I couldn't remember it for a while.

Clothes are slightly larger.

His lips were slightly dry, Yun Xie licked it subconsciously, and suddenly made a "hiss".

He looked blank, raised his hand and touched his lower lip, where... there were two small cracks.

Did he accidentally bite his lip before escaping?

Yun Xie didn't care too much, and was about to get out of bed to investigate, when he heard the sound of the bead curtain being lifted outside, he immediately closed his eyes and lay down, preparing to pretend to be a corpse for a while to understand the specific situation.

Xiao Rang came in, and took off his brocade robe wet with snow, revealing the mourning clothes he was wearing inside.

In the splendid palace, his white clothes made him even more out of place. The bright candlelight illuminated his breath-taking clear face, sword-like eyebrows and phoenix eyes, straight nose and thin lips, and his temperament was clean and upright, quiet and dignified.

It can be called an immortal appearance, and it is about as good as Pan Anshen.

The world's most ruthless, cruel and inhumane emperor is such a handsome young man with a dignified appearance.

Xiao Rang hurriedly walked to the front of the bed, lightly lifted the curtain of the bed with his slender and fair fingers, and stared at the beautiful man who was always asleep on the dragon bed, his tightly pursed lips loosened, and his eyebrows stretched quietly.

"I want to teach me about historical materialism. It's nonsense to talk about ghosts and gods. Otherwise, I can still hope for some gods to come back to life. I really don't leave me any thoughts."

Xiao Rang's voice was like a clear spring, but when it fell into Yun Xie's ears, it was like thunder.

He could never have heard it wrong, it was the voice of a little brat.

He was on Xiao Rang's bed...

No wonder it's so familiar.

But didn't he dug his own grave? He thought that the little bunny hated him, so that he would have no peace after his death and be ridiculed by the world.

Looking at it now, there's still room for a turnaround.

Xiao Rang sighed, sat over, and hugged the person to him very lightly.

Yun Xie was stiff all over.

Is he... expressing his admiration? That should also be Xiao Rang sitting on top of him...

He seems to be drinking, and his body smells quite strong, but didn't he fall when he touched it before?

Xiao Rang took out a blood-stained document from his sleeve and unfolded it in front of Yun Xie's eyes. He smiled suddenly, his eyebrows curved: "Father, look, the country of Dazhao, the sissy country you scolded before, has surrendered. Book down."

Dazhao? The powerful Da Zhao?

Surrender……

Yun Xie became more and more confused, and before he had time to think, Xiao Rang had already crumpled the document into a ball, threw it randomly, and approached the stunning face of the person in his arms.