A rebellious minister forced me to be a foolish king

Chapter 812: Moon Stays in Eternal Lane
The carefree little prince of Rouran had naturally seen many girls during his growth, but he had never been enlightened in that regard.

Until she appeared. Those first love, the emotions of youth were like a spring breeze, the ripples in my heart could not be stopped, but except for blushing, I never showed anything.

But Nagule would say to her: "Your ancestors' surname is Tuoba, and so is mine. Since you want to go home, I will definitely take you home."

In the Rouran yamen, he, the young master of the Rouran, treated Yuan Wuyou's tent as his second home.

Young and naive, the two were childhood sweethearts. The winter in Mobei was particularly long and the wind was biting. That year, it was snowing heavily outside, but the stove in her tent was burning brightly, and the whole room was warm.

Nagule, who had just come back from a night of discussion with his subjects, suddenly caught a cold. He didn't know what had happened, but it seemed that he had a disagreement with his mother and father. Then he lay on the bed in her tent, took medicine under her coaxing, and fell asleep.

He was so feverish that he insisted on holding her hand and pressing his fever-flushed face against hers.

When the boy mumbled in his dream, he kept saying: "Wait for me", "I will take you home", "I want to go with you"...

It turns out that even if the world turns upside down and everything turns upside down, he will not take her by force, nor will he be a tyrannical and domineering barbarian Khan. He will still indulge her and accompany her...

Love is presumptuous, love is restraint.

She waited until his fever subsided before she pulled her hand away.

It was not until dusk that Yuan Wuyou woke up first. Looking at the peaceful sleeping face of the young man beside her pillow, she felt that this was very much like their married life.

Yuan Wuyou reached out to touch his cheek, but the boy's eyelashes suddenly trembled, and he slowly opened his eyes and woke up.

She felt that the scene seemed familiar.

It was not until later that the Rouran Khan solemnly proposed to her, saying that she was old enough to find a husband. Without giving Yuan Wuyou a chance to think about it, the Khan asked her if she was willing to marry his son.

She then remembered that this was the first time her mother and father met.

If they had never met unexpectedly, if it was just like the first time they met, and if leaving their hometown and having a blood feud had not happened, he would still firmly choose her and love her sincerely.

The Mobei grassland before my eyes was suddenly covered with heavy snow. The setting sun of the northern frontier fell on the snow. The sky gradually darkened and nothing could be seen.

Suddenly, the young man Wu Yu's murmurs rang in Yuan Wuyou's ears.

"Oh, you're looking for a husband? Can you please not look for someone else? Even though I don't know you well enough, I just want to protect you."

"I really want to be with you day and night. From the first moment I saw you, I felt... as if I should be very familiar with you, as if I have known you for many years..."

"It seems like I should have known you..."

It turns out that even in a dream, even if Wan Yuwu had never been to Huaxu and Dangxiang, he would still be attracted to her.

Even if they had not known each other since childhood, Nagul, the young master of Rouran, would still firmly choose her with a sincere and deep love. He himself is a very gentle, affectionate, friendly and kind person.

A seed of natural affection and loyalty, but fate does not favor it.

A tear slid down from the boy's increasingly sad eyes and finally dripped onto her face.

The image of Wan Yuwuyu in his current state appeared in front of Yuan Wuyou’s eyes.

And I was kissing his face. The 19-year-old boy's features were as cold as before, but his handsome face was more mature than the 16-year-old boy, thinner, and more angular and resolute.

Wan Yuwuyu suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were deep and resolute.

"Don't give up on yourself... You are my hope..."

People like him, who are clearly capable of standing on their own, always pin their hopes on others and rely on some beliefs to live.

Fortunately, she was his only hope. Fortunately, as long as she was alive, she would not fall. Even for him, she could not fall.

Wan Yu Wu Yu suddenly pushed her away and walked backwards, his deep blue eyes staring at her, but he was getting farther and farther away from her. In desperation, Yuan Wu Yu finally opened his mouth and asked him hoarsely, "Are you still willing to go with me? I'll help you get home!"

The boy said nothing, but just walked away. The sixteen-year-old Nagule and the nineteen-year-old Wan Yuwuyu, the same face, but two completely opposite looks, alternated in front of her eyes...

The face I kissed in my dream, but I couldn't reach her.

Such a deep love could not be fulfilled. Such a passionate feeling could only burn him into flames and rush into darkness.

I don't know if the road ahead will be a sea, with no waves, or a grassland, where his love can be seen by everyone.

The tragic and glorious history of the Rouran Khanate, Huaxu, and Wei Dynasty was shattered, silent, and disappeared in the long river of history. No one knows or cares about them in the new world, and people in the old times are still trapped in the past and can no longer see the way forward.

Yuan Wuyou has never felt so guilty and regretful!

Because she only realized today that her indifference and the cold nature of the imperial family had left "Nagule", who loved her so much, in the eternal alley of that year.

The reason why he still thought of her as the bright moon in Yongxiang that year was because he had never walked out of that night. The sun rose as usual, but he and his bright moon both fell into Yongxiang.

And her poppy also remained in the grasslands of Mobei.

……

When Yuan Wuyou woke up again, he saw the cemetery again. There was no Li Mingjian and no Bell couple.

She panicked instantly.

Is their resurrection from the dead fake? No, this scene is not real!

She looked around in panic, but when she turned around, she saw someone.

Like a towering monument.

He wore a hat on his head and a cloak on his body.

When this person raised his head, he revealed a pair of sinister and resolute brown phoenix eyes. He was intimidating without even getting angry, looking down on everything.

It's her mother.

When he saw Yuan Mingjing again, even Yuan Wuyou, who always felt compassion for the world, seemed to have cultivated the way of ruthlessness.

She was ready to kill! The appearance of the Queen Mother gave her an outlet.

"Yuan Mingjing! Look at how the parents treat the proton! Why are you so cruel and heartless?"

Even though she called her mother by her full name, Yuan Mingjing did not get angry. He just spoke in a deep, rich voice:

"People who cannot help you, if they interfere too much with you, will become stumbling blocks that distract you, and he has overstepped his authority."

"You keep saying you're thinking about me, but why am I still having such a hard time? Who did you end up giving up after all your scheming?"

"Everything is of course for you! To train you to be an independent, ambitious and wolf-like emperor."

"It's not like you can only become an emperor if you practice the ruthless way! You are cruel and inhumane, so why should you hinder my feelings?"

"To have great love without petty sentimentality is the true way of being ruthless. As an emperor, you must be determined that everyone except me can die."

Hearing this, Yuan Wuyou found it absurd.

"Oh! How ridiculous! Look at how my life has become under your scheme."

"What do you think? I have worked so hard and taken every step carefully, all just to pave the way for you?"