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"Qingju," Xiao Qiong said with a gentle expression, "You're here."

Weiyang Palace is very quiet, so quiet that Duan Sizhi can hear his own breathing.

His breathing was a little heavy, like a prey falling into a trap.

Weiyang Palace is a trap.

He got it.

But he didn't carry a sword.

Even if according to the laws of Daqi, he is qualified to bring a sword to meet Xiao Qiong, he never wears a sword.

Because the sword is used to kill, and Xiao Qiong will never be the person he wants to kill.

But he didn't expect that he became the person Xiao Qiong wanted to kill.

But he still had a dagger hanging on his body, which was used to save himself from humiliation when he was captured.

He untied the knife from his waist and threw it on the ground.

The dagger was very heavy, and it hit the ground with a bang.

He was caught without a fight.

Such cooperation and obedience made the general leading the troops heave a sigh of relief. He walked up to Duan Sizhi, looked at each other, and said in a low voice, "Offended."

Duan Sizhi's smile was still gentle, and he said, "Where. It's just business."

This is the only person who can still maintain a gentleman's demeanor at such a time.

Xiao Qiong felt irritable for no reason, Duan Sizhi was so calm and calm, did he expect such a day long ago?

He really, really...

There is a torture room in Weiyang Palace, but no one knows about it except Xiao Qiong.

So when Duan Sizhi was pressed on the chair and his hands and feet were locked, he also showed a look of surprise on his face.

There were so many things to ask, Xiao Qiong didn't know where to start, he walked a few steps, and finally said: "Prince Ning is gone?"

"Yes."

"You sent him?"

"Yes."

"You and King Ning seem to have a good friendship."

Duan Sizhi confronted the man in front of him for the first time, "Your Majesty should be clearer than my minister on this point."

If it wasn't clear, he wouldn't have tied him here.

Xiao Qiong looked at Duan Sizhi, smiled slowly, and said: "I don't know. I don't know at all."

"Qingxi, tell me," he looked directly into Duan Sizhi's eyes, "tell me, what is your relationship with King Ning?"

"If the minister says it's not good, will His Majesty believe it?"

"I believe it." He said word by word, "As long as you say it, I will believe it."

Duan Sizhi shook his head and said with a smile, "Your Majesty doesn't believe it."

His attitude was so indifferent that Xiao Qiong wanted to kill him.

"I believe."

Duan Sizhi said: "Your Majesty not only doesn't believe what the minister said, but also doesn't believe the minister at all."

"I believe you." Xiao Qiong said.

"You don't believe me." His tone was very firm.

"Duan Sizhi," Xiao Qiong's tone was also very calm, but no one could ignore the madness in his eyes, "I believe you. If I don't believe you, I don't have to burn those papers that refer to you, and kill those who criticize you If I don’t believe in you, I don’t have to give the military power of Daqi to you alone. Duan Sizhi, if I don’t believe in you,” the chasm after years finally broke out in an instant, “You won’t live until now!”

"Just like Gu Chaoyang, Fang Shu and the others?" Duan Sizhi asked calmly.

Xiao Qiong seemed to be strangled by the neck, unable to speak for a long time.

"Your Majesty," he closed his eyes wearily, and said, "Your trust is indeed beyond the reach of ordinary people."

Duan Sizhi doesn't like fighting, but he has to fight because Xiao Qiong trusts him.

He didn't want to stay in the frontier for many years, but he couldn't leave, he had to separate from his wife and daughter, because Xiao Qiong trusted him.

Because Xiao Qiong only trusts him.

Thunder, rain and dew are all the grace of the king.

"Your Majesty wants to ask, you can ask, I will know everything, and I will say everything." He opened his eyes and smiled mockingly.

The painted skin of mutual trust between the monarch and his subjects is torn off, and there is a deep ditch between the two of them.

The name of the ditch is Imperial Power.

Xiao Qiong wanted to ask everything, but he didn't want to ask anything. He wanted to ask if you and King Ning were as rumored. He wanted to ask why you adopted Duan Changge at the risk of the world. Is there any sincerity towards me? He wants to ask you, have you ever believed me once?

But he didn't ask anything in the end.

Because the answer must be the one he least wants to hear.

"You want to go?" The words were abrupt.

Duan Si was stunned, and said: "Yes."

"You want to return home?"

"Yes."

"I won't allow it."

Duan Sizhi smiled and said: "Your Majesty, there are many young talents in the army, they are better than my ministers."

"how about you?"

"what?"

"Your grand plans and ambitions, what about your ambitions?" Xiao Qiong said: "Isn't that impossible to realize?"

Why do both of them think he is a complete hypocrite?

Duan Sizhi shook his head and said with a smile: "Ronghua is just passing away."

What's more, he really doesn't have that much ambition.

Just Xiao Qiong thought, so he did it.

It's just that one day, he doesn't want to be obedient anymore.

so indifferent.

"what about me?"

Xiao Qiong turned his back to him, so Duan Sizhi never saw his red eyes.

"His Majesty?"

"You left, how will I treat you?"

Duan Sizhi was surprised and said: "Your Majesty, there are countless young talents in the army."

But that's not you, and it's not the Duan Sizhi who accompanied him in the north and south.

But those words he would never say.

Because he is the emperor, he has supreme imperial power.

The emperor will not beg others to stay, and the emperor will never admit his mistake or regret it.

"You can't go."

"What's the use of His Majesty leaving a marshal who has no intention of fighting?"

Xiao Qiong showed a strange smile and said: "You think I want to keep you in the army? No, I want to keep you here."

This is the first time that Duan Sizhi's face has changed tonight.

"His Majesty……"

"You should call me crazy in your heart." He smiled.

Duan Sizhi was speechless.

"I'm crazy," Xiao Qiong said, "Qingxi, you know that I'm suspicious, but why do you still have such a deep friendship with King Ning?"

"Why does His Majesty say that?"

"Where were you in the evening three days ago?"

"Chen..." He wanted to explain, but stopped abruptly.

He is with King Ning.

"I saw it," Xiao Qiong said, "I remembered those rumors when you were under Huayue's sect."

He saw it, he saw his most suspicious brother and his most trusted courtier had a close relationship.

He didn't let go of the hand that King Ning held.

"I really don't understand, Qingxi. I really don't understand why you would give up King Ning, who has a good personal relationship with you and is in the limelight, to choose me."

Duan Sizhi opened his mouth to speak, but swallowed again.

Not everything has a reason, but Xiao Qiong is obviously not someone who can give up without a reason.

He finally shook his head.

"I know it's definitely not your daughter."

Do not use suspicious people, but do not use suspicious people?

He is a joke!

"I also know, no doubt she is the daughter of King Ning, the daughter of my good brother. I know it all."

"But Qingxi, the reason why I don't release secrets is not because I want to settle accounts after the fall. I can be blind or deaf, and I can always endure and do nothing."

"I have trusted you time and time again, why did you lie to me?"

Did Duan Sizhi lie to him?

lied to.

When Duan Sizhi was ten years old, he lied to his father, who was bullied, that he would vent his anger on him.

When Duan Sizhi was 17 years old, he lied to him that there was no risk in the battlefield, but he almost died there.

When Duan Sizhi was 22 years old, he lied to him that Duan Changge was his daughter.

Duan Sizhi lied to him that he believed in him, but he never really believed in him.

"Qingxi, I really want to go back to 20 years ago."

This is the second time he has said that.

What he thought of was the boy who pulled him up from the snow, not the smiling marshal.

At that time, Duan Sizhi didn't know the art of war, didn't know how to fight, and had no military exploits, but at that time Duan Sizhi believed in him and never doubted him.

"Your Majesty," Duan Sizhi said softly, "You don't want to."

Xiao Qiong is so utilitarian and cold-blooded, he will not want to repeat the humiliation of the year.

Xiao Qiong looked at Duan Sizhi steadfastly, and the other party was as quiet as autumn water, looking at peace.

He wants to kill him.

He had never wanted to kill a person so much.

Even King Ning was like this, he just wanted to keep him alive, and he was no longer qualified to compete with him.

But this time, he really wanted to kill Duan Sizhi.

I wanted to see if he would still be so calm when the knife rest was on his neck.

There are some mechanisms on the chair, which he specially prepared.

He didn't know why he prepared it, as if he already knew that he would use it.

When he activated the engine, his hands were steady, and Duan Sizhi on the chair did not look like a courtier who had been with him for decades, but rather a sworn enemy.

The machine bracket is at the lower end, just facing the position of the knee socket, and it is a sharpened blade.

The blades easily pierce through clothing and into skin.

He seemed to hear the sound of bone piercing the blade.

Duan Sizhi gritted his teeth and didn't make any sound.

Cold sweat trickled down his temples.

But it wasn't sweat that fell into the blood trough, it was blood.

Duan Sizhi's blood.

Xiao Qiong said in a low voice: "Back then you came to rescue me, and you won with 20 against [-]. Maybe you have forgotten that when you rescued me from the bedroom, I was covered in blood. You stood at the bottom of the steps and shouted Long live the blood running down your wrist."

"At that time, I was thinking, how much blood do you have to shed for me?"

Duan Sizhi was in so much pain that he was about to lose consciousness, he only heard the emperor say: "Do you regret it?"

regret what?

"I... regret it."

I regret that I didn't do a better job, so you don't doubt it.

I regret that I have kept you so frightened.

I regret.

click.

It was the sound of bones breaking.

"Back then, why did you choose me?"

Duan Sizhi didn't answer, he passed out.

He vaguely remembered the boy who was punished to kneel on the snow he pulled up.

Maybe it was his look.

So unwilling, so forbearing.

At that time, he thought, this person must not be a thing in the pool.

"I won't kill you," Xiao Qiong said, "I will release the news that you are imprisoned here, and wait for them to rescue you."

Then, catch them all.

The author has something to say: Thank you oyy for dyeing the little angel's grenade.

Thank you ignorant little angel for the bazooka. (although you may not see it)

Thanks Tireless Little Angel for mine.

Thanks Leesse cherub for the geography.

Thank you little angel Sifan for mine.

Thanks to little angel Bai Ze for the geography.

Thanks to the pastoral little angels of mine.