An Empire as a Betrothal Gift

Royal study.

In the huge study room, there is only the sound of turning over the memorial.Ji Yue didn't like being disturbed when he was dealing with official business during the day, so he was the only one in the room.

The door was suddenly pushed open with a "thump", Ji Yue shook his hand, and the ink brush drew a long mark on the memorial.

Just as he was about to scold him presumptuously, he looked up and saw the young man closing the door, striding up to him, with his hands on the desk, his eyes fixed on him: "Your lover has been bullied, what should you do?"

... what lover?

Ji Yue was stunned for a moment, and then realized, frowning: "Who bullied you?"

Who else in this palace dares to restrain Wei?Wei Lian almost killed him as a king.

"My good brother." Wei Lian smiled, "He asked me how I feel on the couch, can you make me refreshed, how long does it take for my butt to hurt?"

"Cough cough cough!" Ji Yue almost choked on his own saliva.

These vulgar words... uttered through Wei Lian's mouth, the lethality is really enormous.

After recovering, his expression turned cold.

Ji Yue naturally knew how insulting Wei Lian these words were, and Wei Yan didn't take Wei Lian seriously at all.

Seeing the big from the small, Wei Yan dared to be so disrespectful to his elder brother in Qin, which shows what kind of life Wei Lian lived in the palace of Chu before.

How much he should suffer.

Ji Yue suddenly felt a little bored.

He got up, opened the window to let in some air, and the cool wind from outside the house came in, dispelling the heavy feeling.

"So," Ji Yue turned to look at him, "Are you here to complain?"

"Yes." Wei Lian smiled, "I'm here to blow your pillow with you, and I want you to teach him a lesson."

The corner of Ji Yue's mouth twitched: "The wind blows by your pillow, it's too straightforward."

He made a suggestion: "Can't you act a little more sincerely?"

Concubines and concubines have always given the king a pillow breeze. After serving the king in the bed, they whispered softly and beat around the bush until they coaxed people to be comfortable and happy, so they agreed to everything.

He had never seen Qing Tian Bai Ri break into the imperial study room, and said bluntly without changing his face, "I'm here to blow your pillow wind".

This is too perfunctory!Where is the sincerity!

Wei Lian was surprised: "Are you still acting?"

"Let me think about it." Wei Lian fell into deep thought.

After a while, Wei Lian changed his face instantly, and put on a dejected look, and said sadly: "Your Majesty doesn't know, the younger brother of the minister never takes the minister seriously. In the past, it was fine if he had no respect in the state of Chu, but now In the state of Qin, it is still humiliating with words, it is simply, it is too deceiving!"

He threw himself into Ji Yue's arms, wrapped his arms around her waist, and buried him in his arms, weeping: "Your Majesty wants to be the master of the minister!"

The beauty suddenly flung herself into her arms, and Ji Yue froze for a moment, then hesitantly embraced the man's waist, and said in a daze, "Okay... make the decision, I'll make the decision for you alone."

"Come on!"

The door was opened again, and the guard stood outside the door with his head bowed: "Here!"

"Go—" Ji Yue paused, "Where does Wei Yan live?"

"Fuyun Pavilion." Wei Lian whispered.

"Go to the Fuyun Hall." Ji Yue continued to order, "Young Master Yan disrespects the noble, thirty sticks. Execute immediately."

"No!" The guard did not hesitate to execute Ji Yue's order, and immediately carried it out.

"Okay, look, Gu is backing you up." Ji Yue looked down at the person in his arms.

The young man still bowed his head, with his forehead resting on his shoulder, only revealing his brocade-like black hair.

Ji Yue laughed and said: "Stop pretending, everything is done, just put the tricks to rest."

Wei Lian didn't move.

Ji Yue felt something strange and forced him to look up, only to find that the young man's eyes were red, and he couldn't help but startled.

"what happened to you?"

Wei Lian lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes trembling slightly.

Ji Yue made fun of: "I can't stop the show, can I? Wei Xiaolian, you're really worthless, you..."

Wei Lian's eyelashes trembled again, and a tear just fell down.

Ji Yue paused: "Are you really crying?"

Wei Lian didn't say a word, but the tears fell more fiercely.

Ji Yue panicked in an instant, and hurriedly wiped away the young man's tears: "What's the matter? It's all right... The person who bullied you has already taught him a lesson, and no one will bully you again in the future."

It's good that Ji Yue doesn't speak, but when he speaks, Wei Lian can't stop the urge to cry.

Ji Yue saw tears welling up in his eyelashes, but he kept quiet and didn't make a sound, feeling distressed and depressed.Before he had time to think about it, he leaned over and kissed the young man's eyes.

Use the soft lips to lick away the tears little by little, leaving dry marks.

From the eyebrows to the corners of the lips, they are infinitely gentle and cherished.

He hugged him in his arms and comforted him in a low voice.

"Ah Lian, don't cry, you are alone."

Why is he crying?

Wei Lian was also thinking about this question.

He obviously didn't feel wronged.

He never paid attention to Wei Yan's words.In the past in Chu State, Wei Yan said something even more exaggerated, he has long been used to immunity.A jumping clown is not worth mentioning at all.

He also knew that Concubine Yan would never stand by his side.

Wei Lian knew that he was not Concubine Yan's biological child, so he was lucky to be adopted and soared into the sky, so what qualifications did he have to blame for all kinds of unfair treatment?Everyone said that he should be grateful to Concubine Yan, no one felt that he was wronged.

Since he has won this honor, all the sufferings he has endured should be justified, otherwise he would just be a good boy while taking advantage of it.

So Wei Lian grew up in the ice cave in the cold pool for 19 years, and was riddled with ice stabs. He never complained about the pain, never shed a tear.

He knew that no one would love him, and no one would support him.

Those tears are meaningless and will only increase weakness.

He never thought that one day, because of someone's words "I support you alone", all kinds of sourness will come to my heart, as if I have been greatly wronged.

If cold knives and frosty swords can't make him yield, then a ray of spring breeze can make him completely defeated.

He was invincible in the encirclement of evil thoughts, but defeated in the encirclement of gentleness.

After calming down, Wei Lian sat on the chair and fell into a deep autism.

Why did he suddenly become so hypocritical...

Wei Lian didn't cry that hard.Young people who are accustomed to restraint and introversion are even forbearing to vent their emotions once in a while.He never made the slightest cry, but quietly leaned against Ji Yue's arms and shed a few tears, and when he raised his eyes, his expression was normal.

But for Wei Lian, who has never shown his weakness in front of others for 800 years, this can already be regarded as the most embarrassing day in his life history.

Ji Yue pressed his lips: "Just say something, Gu won't laugh at you."

"Isn't it just crying once? Who doesn't have a sad time? When I was a child, Gu was forced to shoot a beloved eagle, and cried that night until the sky collapsed..."

Wei Lian stood up abruptly: "The minister is retiring."

Step straight out of the door of the Imperial Study Room.

He didn't want to see Ji Yue for the time being.

Intuit shameless.

Ji Yue was left quietly looking at the closed door.

This was the first time in their confrontation that Wei Lian fled first.

But this kind of place... Ji Yue doesn't want to get it back.

It doesn't matter if Wei Lian wins every time.

As long as he doesn't cry.

Floating Cloud Pavilion.

"Stop! What are you doing! I am the prince of Chu! Are you dying?" Wei Yan was taken out by the guards in horror and put on the torture bench.

Seeing the terrifying torture rod, Wei Yan broke out in a cold sweat, and shouted loudly: "What did I do wrong? You have no right to punish me! I will go back and tell my father, and see how you explain to my father. !My father will cut off your heads!"

The eunuch in charge sneered and said, "Execution!"

What about the son of a country?The son of the defeated country, you can fight as you like, do you still need to give an explanation?

I don't even look at whose territory I am in now.Don't talk about a son, even if the king of Chu comes, he has to behave with his tail between his legs.

The guard listened to the order, raised his hand and hit Wei Yan's hip heavily.

Wei Yan's mind went blank for a moment, and then there was a burst of howls like killing a pig.

The young master with delicate skin and tender flesh has never suffered such a pain.With a stick down, the pain is overwhelming.

Wei Yan immediately had tears and snot running down his face, swearing and losing his image.

"You, you must die!"

"Oh, I don't know how to repent, just keep fighting."

"I asked my father and king to kill you! Put you to death!"

"Hit me hard."

"Ah! Stop hitting, I was wrong, it hurts so much..."

Wei Yan still had the strength to curse at first, but later turned into begging for mercy, and finally lost the strength to speak.

Double images appeared in front of my eyes.

He won't be beaten to death here...

The young man had a runny nose and tears, looking in a panic.

"Wei Yan, that's all you have to offer."

who?Who is speaking?

Wei Yan barely opened his eyes, and saw the young man in white standing in front of him, condescending and cold.

"You, it's you! It's you who sued!" Wei Yan said angrily.

If it wasn't so painful that he couldn't get up, he would definitely rush to tear Wei Lian now.

Seeing Wei Lian approaching, the executioner retracted his stick and saluted, "My lord." Then the execution was suspended.

Wei Lian squatted down and looked at Wei Yan pityingly: "Does it hurt?"

Does your butt hurt?

These words were used by Wei Yan to ridicule Wei Lian before.I don't know if Wei Lian hurts now, but Wei Yan's butt really hurts anyway.

Wei Yan snorted: "If you have the ability, try it!"

Wei Lian smiled softly, "Anyway, it's not me who hurts."

Anyway, it's not me who hurts.

These words sound somewhat familiar.

This situation made Wei Yan suddenly think of something that he had long forgotten in the corner.

……

At that time Wei Yan was six years old and Wei Lian was 12 years old.

Wei Yan is very hostile to this elder brother and opposes him everywhere.

Wei Lian rescued the next injured bird and bandaged it. When he saw it, he wanted to grab it, but Wei Lian avoided it.

"It's injured, so I can't give it to you." Wei Lian said.

"give me!"

"No, you'll kill it."

While pushing and shoving, Wei Yan suddenly sat down on the ground by himself, rubbed his eyes and burst into tears.

"Yan'er, my concubine brought you—what are you doing?" Concubine Yan suddenly pushed the door open, seeing the scene in front of her, her expression darkened, "Wei Lian, what did you do to my brother?"

Wei Lian argued: "I didn't..."

"Concubine Mu, brother pushed me!" Wei Yan cried loudly, "Brother said that with me around, he is not Concubine Mu's favorite child..."

Wei Lian pursed his lips, his brows were slightly cold.

Needless to say, it was Wei Yan and his friends who taught him.

Concubine Yan looked at him disappointedly: "Wei Lian, how could you be jealous of Yan'er? How could you want to harm him!"

Wei Lian remained silent and no longer argued.

Concubine Yan would not believe him even if she refuted it, just like countless times before.

"You let me down so much, I have to teach you a lesson this time." Concubine Yan said coldly, "Come here, pull the seventh son down, and you will be punished thirty times!"

……

As soon as Concubine Yan left, Wei Yan changed his face instantly.

He looked at the young man who was being blamed with a grin, clapped his hands and said, "Keep focusing on it!"

The boy didn't say a word from the beginning to the end, but there was a thin layer of sweat on his forehead.

When the thirty sticks were beaten, blood was stained on his clothes, and Wei Lian lay on the torture bench dying.

Wei Yan made a face in front of him: "Does it hurt?"

The child smiled innocently and cruelly: "Anyway, it's not me who hurts."

"And that bird, it's not a rare thing, I accidentally killed it."

Wei Lian glanced at him lightly, hiding the killing intent in his eyes, and closed his eyes wearily.

"You...you always remember, don't you!" Wei Yan's eyes were tearing.

"Concubine Yan is kind to me, so I let you go." Wei Lian said flatly, "Wei Yan, you should really know what happens to other people who offend me."

They are all dead.

After Wei Lian said this, he lost interest in him and got up to walk away.

Wei Yan watched helplessly as he drifted away. The guards continued to carry out the execution before the thirty rods were finished.

"Ah! Wei Lian, come back!"

"Brother Wang! I was wrong, Brother Wang! Tell them not to fight! I will obey you!"

It's a pity that the young man in white clothes will never look back.

When the pain increased, Wei Yan finally had a trace of regret.

He remembered that Brother Wang doted on him very much at first.Probably when he was three or four years old... He was ignorant and ignorant, Brother Wang really regarded him as his own brother.

But later, after hearing what the group of noble children said, he believed that Brother Wang had taken away his mother's love and authority... and he always treated Brother Wang as an enemy.

Then Brother Wang no longer spoiled him.

Wei Yan was still crying there, and his shouts broke through the sky.

On the tall evergreen tree, a woman dressed in red frowned impatiently, stood up abruptly and said, "Oh, it's disturbing me to sleep, it's so annoying!"