Black Moonlight, after her robbery

Students at Pingyang Academy are not given a Chinese character until they have been in school for two years. Except for senior fellow students in the same family calling each other, very few of them know how to pronounce with a small character.What's more, "Zou Jiping" is a foreigner, so how can he address the princess so affectionately and naturally, as if he is used to it.

Zhou Yishui pondered for a while, and for the first time in his life, he found that he couldn't control his own thoughts, "Yes...how can you call the princess with a small word? This small word, you..."

Shen Wangshu looked at the expression on his face, his heart felt heavy, as if something rough and heavy had rolled over his chest, causing bursts of dull pain.

His condition was getting worse and worse, and his secret was about to be exposed. Seeing this, Ti Zhen hurriedly stepped forward to make amends, "Mr. Zou has always been very talented. I told Wen Yu that he should be called 'teacher'. Out of respect, naturally he said it in private Then use small characters to commemorate it.”

Zhou Yishui frowned, "Really?" He narrowed his eyes, "Why didn't I know His Highness still has fine print?"

She said: "When we first met, I gave him the word 'Yu Qing'. If I don't tell you about the private parts of the boudoir, how would you know?"

He leaned down and tried his best to see the man's eyes clearly, "Then Mr. Zou..."

After Shen Wangshu was stunned for a moment, he immediately understood the intention of his question, and his face changed slightly.After thinking for a while, "My small word... Yan Hui."

This word suddenly reminded Ti Zhen of a poem he had read when he was a child. The first two sentences were blurred, and he could only vaguely remember the last few sentences: It is still late when the swallow returns to the sky, and spring has already appeared in the dream of Jiangnan; I once held the bow of my body. Weeping mausoleum soil, this one will never suffer from autumn disease again.

It is the first farewell word.If Zhou Yishui could understand, it was telling him that although his swallow returned to Chang'an too late, it was still good to see his old friend, and his heart was as warm as spring. Don't cry holding his left bow. He left this time. It is time to cut off all thoughts and stop getting sick and sad.

It's a pity that Zhou Yishui has never been very accomplished in poetry and poetry. Even if he said this, he wouldn't understand.Shen Wangshu said this just because he was sure that he wouldn't understand.

Sure enough, he just said oh and started to urge them in, "Come and sit in the room, drink some tea and have a rest. There will be a lot of things to do in the morning tomorrow."

Ti Zhen was extremely tired and asked the military doctor to see the injury on his leg. After a simple bandage, he leaned on the bed and slept for a while.Shen Wangshu sat on the side and fell asleep with his hands on his hands. Although he knew that he had escaped a disaster this time, he did not feel at all relaxed in his heart.

Zhou Yishui was rarely sober, watching the sky change from night to dawn.He didn't know why he had the illusion that Zou Jiping was Shen Wangshu at that moment.It was after yesterday's confused night that his mind became dizzy. This idea was so bizarre that he even doubted whether he was crazy. Zou Jiping's brief words told him coldly that he was really crazy.

He actually overlapped two unrelated things, and actually felt that the dead souls could be resurrected.

The answer, of course, was a snow-cold disappointment.

At around the time when there was a faint ray of sunshine in the sky, a soldier came with the news that King Qin's verdict had been settled.He stood silently for a moment, as if to calm down his turbulent emotions of ice and fire. Finally, he looked in the direction of Pingyang, then turned his head to put on his official uniform and prepare to face the saint.

According to the emperor's order, and also in view of the taboos of the last palace coup, no one from the top to the bottom of the Xiaoqi camp was left, and the entire army died.The once magnificent hot spring palace has also become a sea of ​​ruins.

After the big event was settled, Wen Yu didn't have time to change clothes, and took Kong Sheng up to Guanyin Mountain to report to the emperor.The most difficult moment has passed, and the emperor's emotions gradually calmed down, but what flashed in his eyes was not surprise and relief, but ruthlessness and determination.

“Let’s also deal with the Imperial Army who rebelled with King Nanyang!”

Kong Sheng glanced at Guo Xiuzhi, the commander of the imperial army in front of him. Guo Xiuzhi's face was pale, as if he was waiting for the crime of bad governance to come.

Wen Yu immediately clasped his hands and said, "The emperor has four thousand Imperial Guards left behind. I don't believe they will betray His Majesty. They are definitely controlled by the two deputy commanders. Although Commander Guo is not good at governing, the battle at Guanyin Mountain today is also indispensable." , now that the merits and demerits have been offset, I beg Your Majesty to be merciful!"

The emperor looked at Guo Xiuzhi coldly, but also gave Wen Yu a kind look and stopped pursuing it. "In this case, I really shouldn't be harsh, but Guo Xiuzhi, you have to remember one sentence," he paused, with complicated eyes in his eyes. It means, "As a mortal minister, it is easy to succeed but hard to keep merit. If you make mistakes with merit, you will turn your kindness into enmity. Do you understand?"

Guo Xiuzhi's eyebrows twitched suddenly, "I'll keep this in mind."

"King Nanyang," the emperor muttered, biting down one word, "Kill!"

Upon hearing the last word, King Linhai's face instantly turned pale until he completely lost all color.He lost his voice and was stunned, but seemed not to hear clearly, "Father..."

The emperor held his right hand tightly with his left hand, and scolded sharply: "I have loved him for many years and tolerated him for many years. Even if he commits the most stupid thing, I will just confine him behind closed doors. Even if he accidentally killed Princess Qinghe, I will not Cut off his position as prince, but he still hates me because of this, and wants to kill me! An unfilial son, he should be killed... he really deserves to be killed!"

He raised his eyebrows and breathed heavily: "Catch him back and kill him!"

Xu Shi's lips were dead and his teeth were cold, and Linhai Wang's face became even bigger because of his whiteness. He shuddered unconsciously and had mixed feelings in his heart.

Wen Yu replied calmly, "Your Majesty, King Nanyang has died in battle."

The emperor held his hand tightly, and his fingers were so clenched that they turned white.Wen Yu continued: "When I was searching, he was pressed under the ruins and dying, but he kept mumbling..." The emperor raised his head in confusion, "What were you mumbling?"

But Wen Yu said he didn't dare, "Please forgive me first, Your Majesty."

The emperor understood what he meant and said hurriedly: "I forgive you for not being guilty, just say it."

Just then he said, "The King of Nanyang said that he wanted to ask you whether you really like his son, or whether you just use him as a stepping stone for the Crown Prince Yong'an..."

These words made Linhai King, the eldest son, tremble in shock. He looked at his father with a dazed and stunned expression on his face.

It wasn't until the excitement in the hall made his skin and flesh go cold that the emperor came back to his senses. Suddenly he approached King Qin in great grief, "Who told him these words? Who told him?!"

Wen Yu just shook his head blindly, "I don't know."

The wind that passed through the empty hall was a bit cold and harsh, blowing the corners of the emperor's thin silver-gray robe, like a timid and lonely bird, and it took a long time before he raised his head again.

"Actually, King Nanyang is indeed my best son... What a pity..."

Unfortunately, the higher you go, the lonelier you get. Since the emperor took this throne, he has experienced three rebellions of this scale. The first time he was the attacker, and the next two times he became the target of others.One is his most trusted minister, and the other is his most favored son. He was the winner both times, but he couldn't even tell what he won.

The royal family has always been as indecisive as water, and father and son have always been in a state of hostility throughout their lives.The former Prince Duanhui was like this, and so is the current King of Nanyang. The affection between his parents has always been gone.

After running around all day and night, exhausted both physically and mentally, the emperor waved his hand and asked Wen Yu to go down and prepare for the trip back to the palace.

After Wen Yu saluted and Yiyi stepped back, he still couldn't help but feel heavy and suffocated. He couldn't help but think of the father-son entanglement between him and Emperor Gaozu, and the years when he was abandoned and hated.

I was immersed in it for so long that I didn't even listen carefully to Guo Xiuzhi's words of thanks for his plea before leaving.

Those pains, those tortures, even after a long time, the damage is still like a flame that will not go out.

He pursed his lips tightly, and opened his eyes to look at the morning glow like a prosperous brocade.But no matter how you think about it, you can never get rid of this fate. The past has passed, the dead have been buried, and only the living are still going on.

"Wen Yu."

The wind blew the soft words into his ears word by word, and he turned his head, his bright eyes still shining brightly.

He stretched out his arms and pulled her into his arms, holding her tightly in a protective position.I lowered my head and smelled the fragrance of her body. At this moment, I really felt that the past can be let go. There is nothing more peaceful and happy than staying by her side.

Ti Zhen said softly: "It's urgent, I can't say anything, it makes you worried. Look at me jumping like this, you must be scared..."

"Are you afraid if your heart is trembling and your liver is trembling? Fortunately, you're fine. Kong Sheng told all the reasons, and I was shocked. I felt relieved after a while." There was a warm and sweet feeling in his heart. The sweetness was filled with bits and pieces of sadness, "It's just a matter of fear, don't do it for real."

After hearing this, Ti Zhen's eyebrows were clear, her fingers caressed his eyebrows, and she asked with a smile, "What if it's true, do you think I will remember me in the future?"

He scratched her nose with his hand, "It makes no sense to leave me like this and still live and remember it so clearly. It would be better to go back to the same place and settle down and settle down. Don't you think so?"

What he said was particularly heartbreaking. Ti Zhen understood that he was frightened by her and was very intolerable. Even the eyes she looked at him were full of kindness, just like her father.

Wen Yu was a little anxious, "If you want to look at me, look at me affectionately. Don't imitate the old man. Why do I think you will call me son at any time?"

"Don't talk nonsense, why are you mentioning my father now!" She hummed, a wave came over, her eyes flashed across his face, "Besides, it's obviously the right time, why bother to come back, what you said just now is not Do the math. I still want to be with you in the future, and if I want you to be with me again, we will always be together and never be separated... This is what it is."

He was so coaxed that he hurriedly took her hand and put it on his waist, saying yes.

Gradually, the sky cleared up.

Silently draw a picture of Queen Nanyang in the character book
Scatter flowers, clear the field, and continue to the next chapter——