The return of the late emperor

In the 20 years of Jingning, there has been a lot of snow.

A young man stumbled up from a mass grave in the outskirts. He opened his eyes, and there was a blur of blood in front of him. In fact, there was no blood around, and all the special colors had long been buried by the white snow.

He hugged the tattered plain clothes and walked forward with one foot deep and one foot shallow. He didn't know how far it was from the imperial capital, so he only held his breath to go back.

Not long after, he was covered with a layer of snow, and he didn't care, he just felt that the cold made him feel very at ease

After walking for a long time, it was no longer the unobstructed snow, but came to a jungle. He wandered outside the forest for a long time with the bloody coat in his arms. Obviously he couldn't see clearly at this time, but he observed it vigilantly for a long time. I'm afraid that there will be endless ambushes and assassinations inside.

In the 20th year of Jingning, the emperor died, and it was said that he was the eldest son.

There are only a few figures in the historical records, but for him, it is a matter of life and death, because he is so downcast that he is the eldest son of Emperor Jingning who rides a crane - Sikong Mingke.Even though he preferred the surname Qu, he couldn't deny this fact.

Ten days ago, Uncle Qu suddenly packed his bags and took him to leave the Imperial Capital at night. He rushed all the way to this place, but no one came to meet him. What they waited for was batch after batch of well-trained killers.

Min Ke didn't want to be emperor, and his father never recognized his intentions, but in the end, he left behind his will.

It wasn't Jinxiu Avenue that he was pushed, but mountains of knives and seas of fire.

Three days ago, Uncle Qu lay on him and drained the last drop of blood. With his eyes open, he couldn't see a gleam of light coming through, but he could feel some kind of fishy, ​​hot liquid. , he was disgusted but instinctively greedy for that little bit of temperature, but after a while, even that little bit of temperature dissipated.

When Min Ke woke up, besides the boundless snow and the torn limbs gouged out by wild beasts, there was only this mottled and broken bloody coat in his arms.

Min Ke put the bloody coat in his arms to protect it tightly, and walked here slowly with a breath.At this moment, he has many fears. He is most afraid that the breath he held on will dissipate at some point, and he will not be able to bring Uncle Qu back to the Imperial Capital. Uncle Qu did not go to see his sweetheart for the last time because of him. Uncle Qu cannot be allowed to die alone thousands of miles away from the imperial capital.

Min Ke knew that the direction that Uncle Qu pointed at last was the Imperial Capital.This person who raised himself up and shed the last drop of blood for himself wanted to go back, to the city where his sweetheart was.

Min Ke took out the dagger in his arms, and slashed his left arm fiercely with his backhand. The pain woke him up, and he actually gave birth to a little more strength, and stumbled towards the forest.

The thunder was loud, the snow fell heavily and quickly, and in the blink of an eye, the howling cold wind came again, blowing the snow off half of his body.

After entering the forest and walking for a long time, the sky gradually darkened, and the light leaked from the branches and leaves above his head became weaker and weaker. Gritting his teeth, he moved step by step, and when he looked up again, he saw a cave appeared three feet away, and the shadow of the fire shining from inside was constantly dancing in front of him.

Another one was waiting for him.Min Ke sneered, tightened the bloody coat in his arms, and walked forward slowly.

Min Ke thought that the people inside would be wiping their weapons indifferently, or looking up at him leisurely, or they could not wait to step forward to finish him... However, Min Ke guessed wrong, exhausted a nine All the imagination of the year-old boy never expected that the killer sent this time was dozing off little by little by the fire from time to time.

Ming Ke firmly grasped the dagger, stepped forward lightly, raised the blade suddenly, and was about to stab the man...

However, the next moment, the dozing man raised his head in a daze, "You... Ping'er, where did you go crazy, and you made this..." Suddenly awake, Ren Ming's face darkened, "Little Bastard, I only taught you a few words yesterday, but today I want to cut your father's neck with a knife, who did you learn from?" Almost reflexively, he wanted to stand up and call Min Ke over, so as to persuade himself not to repeat the family law. kid.

Min Ke was taken aback by the person in front of him, he didn't have much strength left, and at this moment his hands were so weak that he was about to lose his grip on the dagger, and he just glared fiercely at the other person with a bravado.

No, something is wrong, Ren Ming frowned, glanced around, how could he wake up in such a strange place, and turned his gaze back to the boy in front of him, who looked so much like Ping'er... He Ping Son?He suddenly thought of something, held his breath, and asked carefully, "Qu Mingke?"

Ming Ke pursed his lips, and his eyes turned cold. Before those people knew that he was the eldest son of Emperor Jingning, and his surname was Sikong, but this person actually knew his surname was Suiqu... He tucked the bloody clothes into his arms, He tightened the dagger in his hand again, "Are you going to do it now?"

If it was really him, he dreamed back to his youth. Ren Ming blinked and stretched casually, "How do I know? Because I know you."

"I don't know you." Min Ke replied cleanly and coldly.

Ren Ming paused, turned his head, and said as softly as possible: "Then... who do you want to know, is it Kong, Kang, or the eldest grandson?" But he gritted his teeth secretly, if you dare to say It's them……

Min Ke took a few steps back calmly, "I don't know anyone surnamed Kong or Kang, aren't you sent by Changsun Shu?"

"Changsun Shu..." actually mentioned Changsun Qiyi's father, Ren Ming frowned slightly and said, "Why did he send someone to look for you?"

Min Ke raised his eyes and said indifferently: "Of course it's to kill me."

"What are you doing to kill you? Isn't Changsun Jue going to give you his pearl as yuan..." Ren Ming suddenly stopped talking, looking at the hunched and trembling man in front of him, he said softly: "Don't you I'm afraid, no one can kill you, you will sit in that seat smoothly, so, don't cry, okay?" He thought that Xiao Mingke was so frightened that he was crying, but he didn't expect the next moment...

"Cough, cough, cough." Min Ke laughed and coughed. He straightened up and pointed the dagger at Ren Ming. You, who said I'd take that seat, said, who are you? What's on your mind?"

Ren Ming could see that Ming Ke was already holding on, his breath was floating, his chassis was unstable, and his hand holding the dagger was trembling. He said cautiously, "If I tell you, will you believe me?"

"Say." Min Ke gritted his teeth, his pupils were surprisingly bright, in this dark cave, he could see the figure of the person opposite him through his pupils.

"I... as long as you return to the imperial capital, you will see me when I was young. My name is Ren Ming, the second son of a small official in the imperial capital. Although I am quite scolded when I grow up, I was still very annoying when I was young People like it, if you see..."

Ren Ming was talking non-stop, but was interrupted by the young man's cold voice, "You mean you came back from many years ago?" After thinking for a while, he added: "Then you said so much, You want to tell me who you are."

Ren Ming immediately wanted to open his mouth to reply, I am your lover, but looking at the boy who was only about nine or ten years old in front of him, he stopped silently again, his cheeks were suddenly stained with rouge, so he hesitated for a long time to say no. exit.

Unexpectedly, after seeing his hesitation and embarrassment intently, Min Ke suddenly withdrew the dagger, silently hugged the bloody coat in his arms, and found a mountain wall to rest against.

Ren Ming: "..." I don't know what happened, but Xiao Mingke suddenly relaxed so much towards him, Ren Ming was a little curious, and moved closer to him, nervously almost stepping on the right foot, it took a long time Steady, with a voice like a gnat: "Why do you trust me so suddenly?"

Min Ke pretended not to hear, just closed his eyes to rest, but felt that the people beside him would not leave for a long time, although he did not disturb again, but he was a little annoyed for no reason, "But I will marry you in the future .”

"You little... how do you know?" Ren Ming exclaimed, and when he realized that he was not just blushing, his whole body was like a shrimp thrown in boiling water, as if his hair was dyed crimson from his hair to his toes. .He thought to himself, good Sikong Mingke, you already knew this at such a young age.

"If I can grow up to a weak crown and marry a husband in peace, your appearance should be the type I like." Min Ke relaxed at the moment, his voice was still a youthful voice, but he pretended to be mature and said.

"Superficial... You deserve to suffer in the future. Let me tell you, don't look at me as good-looking, but I have a very bad heart. I just want to kill my husband every day..."

Seeing that Xiao Mingke didn't respond at all, Ren Ming only thought that he was asleep, so he slowly walked back to the fire, but he didn't feel sleepy at all, so he went to the side of the cave and pulled a handful of flower petals, and while pulling, While counting: "He not only loves my face, he only loves my face, he not only...he only loves my face." Looking at the empty hand, Ren Ming was anxious, and went to the side to pull a handful of flowers. , he still didn't believe it, and thought to himself that he was also quite true, kind and beautiful, so how could he only have a good-looking face?

I don't know who just said that he is cruel and murders his husband every day.

Min Ke, who was resting against the mountain wall, hooked the corners of his lips, and tightened the bloody garment in his arms.

He still didn't say a word, that is, seeing you, thinking of the person I like when I grow up, suddenly I have infinite expectations for the future.