AWB Chapter 17 The Uncertain Young Emperor
Chapter 17 The Uncertain Young Emperor
As soon as the words fell, the handsome face of the man in black clothes almost froze.
"You know it all."
He smiled sarcastically, but even so, there was still a little embarrassment in his eyes.
Obviously, the relationship between him and the little emperor was inherently incompatible, not to mention the little emperor's vicious temper... But he just couldn't help himself.
Maybe in the eyes of the little emperor, it's ridiculous, right?
He lowered his eyes, hiding his emotions, and said in a low voice, "I just wanted to see how you fell into the mud of the abyss, don't think too much about it, Your Majesty."
"is it?"
Fingertips touched his chest.
The black-haired young man took a good rest and sat on the bluestone, looking up at him with clear eyes.
Fingers flicked, slipped into the placket, and made a mess near the heart.
"What are you doing?" The other party lowered his eyes, looking at his delicate face, his expression was full of complexity.
But it didn't stop it.
In the end, the black-haired youth touched the rather hard ice slider.
There was a smile on his lips.
Pulling out his fingers, there was a small porcelain bottle in the palm of his hand.
A faint medicinal fragrance lingers at the tip of the nose.
"Is it for me?"
The nasty ending rises, and the tone of knowingly asks.
The handsome man didn't turn his head away, and frowned, "Whoever said it to you, don't be so sentimental, you...you are just...an original sin that took my life away."
When he said these cruel words, his eyes were a bit erratic, which was extremely unnatural.
Even hesitant.
Chang Qing was not the original owner either, and he didn't have those twists and turns, and he wasn't hit. He just said, "There is nothing to say about success and failure."
"..."
For a while, the other party couldn't say anything to refute.
This is an objective evaluation with no human touch.
Because of this, his handsome face turned cold again.
"you……"
Chang Qing interrupted him, "You, Disguise, are gone."
Sure enough, he reached out and wiped it, and his face was wet.
The sparkling water reflected his true face.
Cool eyebrows, sharp and delicate contour lines.
At this moment, those pure darkness eyes that look like the sun are dotted with stars.
Chang Qing suddenly wanted to see the color in his eyes clearly.
The beauty frowned, watching him approach slowly.
"what are you doing?"
There was hope in his eyes.
Is the little emperor...
And someone shattered his illusion.
"you lose."
His expression was calm, and he uttered words that were equivalent to a verdict, "The soldiers are approaching the city, but the new emperor is in a wilderness with me, a power seeker. Tell me, who is the winner?"
...
In the long silence, Pei Yuzhi laughed lowly.
Smiling with tears all over his face, he was in a panic.
"I knew... there would be today."
The judge is indifferent by nature, like a snow mountain.
No matter how warm he is, he will always be cold and unshakable.
The black-haired young man raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, then straightened his loose body, and walked towards the shore regardless of the people behind him.
"Are you going to kill me?"
Suddenly, a slightly cool ending sounded.
Chang Qing paused.
He didn't turn his head, and his voice was not warm, "You can't die, and you won't die."
"Ah."
It's more like torture isn't it?
……
One day later, the power of the court changed drastically, and the military division returned, and led the general to attack the capital to welcome the return of the deposed emperor.
At this moment, the new emperor is invalid, and he is following the little emperor again.
On the day he left, two farmer couples guarded the bamboo house at the door, looking at him with hidden expectations.
"Mother..." The woman twisted the corners of her clothes with her fingers uneasily.
Pei Yuzhi, who had recovered his original appearance, had already changed into white clothes, and was looking at the couple with squinted eyes, as if to see, how much have they changed?
Chang Qing calmed down, "What's wrong?"
The farmer's father and mother couldn't say anything, they were so indifferent to him before...
It would be nice not to be held hostage, but...
They also want to live a good life of wealth and honor.
What's more, the woman who is the housekeeper wants to be the empress dowager in one fell swoop.
This confidence seems too absurd.
But it is true that Chang Qing's gentle and easy-to-deceive face, and his delicate and delicate body, at first glance, really do not give people a sense of oppression.
The young man in white beside him didn't say anything, just looked at them like a clown.
More like waiting for something.
Soon, the farmer couple knew what the young man who had raised him for 14 years was waiting for.
The black-haired young man looked down at them, raised his eyebrows slightly, revealing the coldness and carelessness in his eyes.
"Are you also worthy of being my parents?" His tone was very flat, expressing his views so purely, even if it was a heartbreaking sentence...
"The parents of the lord of Chang Kingdom are absolutely impossible to belong to people like you."
The woman's cheeks flushed suddenly, "You, you..."
The phrase 'unfilial' was finally yelled out by the dark-faced middle-aged man.
"You seize power and seek rebellion, steal other people's lives, and act like a fool!" After all, he had studied for a few years when he was a child, and his words were plausible, and his voice was deafening.
Chang Qing gently raised his hand and rubbed his ears.
The rather sloppy movements were made by him with dignity, which was incompatible with this simple village.
"What is the fate of gods and Buddhas? I don't believe in this, I only believe in..."
Pei Yuzhi's eyes darkened instantly.
With a smile on his lips, "The winner is the loser, and you are the loser."
……
The little emperor came only for one night and left.
All that was left to this small village was his treacherous and unpredictable scheme.
There is also the fear and loathing of the peasant couple.
He smiled clearly, his red and seductive lips were slightly opened, blooming like flower petals in the eyes of outsiders, but in front of the farmer couple, it seemed like blood was pouring from the sky and covering the sky, quite a bit like "the head is made of a wine glass, drink it up." Qiu Yuxue' posture.
…Unfathomable.
Today's wind is very strong, stepping on the tower, blowing the corners of the black satin robe, hunting.
The black-haired young man stood on the exquisite and beautiful high wall like that, looking down, his ink hair fluttering, and his figure was precarious.
Behind him is a young man in white, with a cold face filled with complicated emotions, "When?"
"Ok?"
The black-haired young man snorted softly, his eyes were still looking down at the majestic army outside the city tower, and the leading man in green, who was taking off his battle robe and arranging his clothes with the help of a young man in red. , and nodded to him neither humble nor overbearing.
Chang Qing responded with a slight smile.
Such a gentle and noble black-robed emperor seems to be a human being, but only one person knows that the one hidden under the robe has scars all over his ankles, and that heart is as cold as if blown from above the city tower. wind.
Pei Yuzhi shook his head, pushed the rest of his thoughts out of his mind, and his voice became a little colder, "Changxi, Fuxi?"
Step by step on the chessboard, how much did he plan?
"This, it must be the time when I set off a few years ago."
He talked about it casually, then turned his head and said loosely, "It's a very sharp knife, isn't it?"
...After all, this is also the knife that killed the original owner.
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The original palace banquet for the soldiers to wash away the wind and dust was finally held as scheduled after all the disturbances, but there was one more... Amnesty for the world.
In other words, the prime minister who seized power did not have to be executed, nor did those who followed him.
For this reason, in the imperial study room, Chang Xi tried every means to dissuade him, "The Prime Minister will not give up if he has no power. Your Majesty, if you keep him, you will undoubtedly leave hidden dangers!"
"I know," Chang Qing leaned on the desk, and raised his eyelids wearily, "but he can't die."
Even though she knew she couldn't ask, Chang Xi still couldn't help asking, "...why?"
Since ancient times, emperors have been cold-hearted and ruthless. In order to protect their power, they have killed their fathers and brothers everywhere. Why... a prime minister who has nothing to do with him can't do it?
And the black-robed emperor just said, "No need to say more."
Just one sentence blocked his doubts.
Chang Xi had no choice but to hold back and warn.
...Your Majesty must have other plans.
Chang Qing chatted like a close friend again, "You and that general of the Cui family can get along pretty well."
Chang Xi lowered his head slightly, hiding the emotions in his eyes, "He is very affectionate."
Apart from these, there is nothing else.
After all... different ways do not conspire with each other.
Chang Qing set up the bamboo slips and put them under his chin, squinted his eyes, seemed to be awake but fell into a dream, "I saw a figure in red on his horseback, and he brought back a woman?"
Chang Xi hummed, "I heard from him that she was the Jiaojiao whom he loved to the core when he was young, but because of certain things, he couldn't be together... Now that he met on the way back to the capital, it was also due to fate, and his wish came true."
"Is that so..."
On the desk, the black-robed emperor could no longer resist sleepiness, his head would not fall, and he waved casually, "Get back."
Chang Xi raised her eyes, "Yes."
But he still didn't retreat, he hesitated for a moment, and said, "Your Majesty, you need to pay attention to your body and don't work too hard when dealing with the memorial."
The black-robed emperor had already closed his eyes, and he didn't know if he heard it, so he just waved his hand to signal that he could leave.
...
Half an hour later, the person behind the potted plant came out.
He had apparently been in hiding for a long time.
When walking, the legs and feet are slightly stiff.
He turned his cold eyes.
Beside the desk, the black-robed emperor was lying on his stomach, with thick eyelashes demure, sleeping soundly.
He moved lightly, stood by his side, then bent down again, with a tall body.
It was scrutiny, the dense gloomy eyes.
The little emperor's face when he was asleep was very obedient.
Gentle and deceitful delicate appearance, but also stunningly beautiful, when he opened his eyes, he looked at people lightly, as if the only thing in his eyes was your tenderness.
He was cheated like this and lost.
With a flick of a finger, the coldness in the sleeves is within reach.
sharp.
He wanted to end the absurd story of deviation in this way, but...
He always thinks of the little emperor's smile, his lively, blurred, clear...and said, "Ai Qing can't die, and she won't die."
So swear.
So cruel.
that way...
Confusing.
An expression of free tenderness and alienation.
... Such a lively little emperor is gone, dead.
Then he, his heart has become stagnant again, can he be regarded as... dead?
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The author has something to say:
finally update
Suddenly thought of a very funny sentence...
...Chang Qing Yu Prime Minister, is the whole world.
...Prime Minister Yu Changqing, what the hell is nothing.
About two chapters to end this world, the ending he, the prime minister is too miserable [fake wiping tears ing]
Suddenly want to open a hole again...similar to the honest man who wears as a scum and suffers, but the honest man becomes an attack...It's fun to think about it, but when I think about the update...I'll think again...
[The trash talk I wrote when I was suffering from secondary illness, such as life, death, love, the paper was caught in the book, and when I lent it to a classmate to read, she saw it. After she told me kindly, I: embarrassment Cry loudly (╥_╥)]