Travel thousands of miles in my life

"Why..." The young man was confused, turned his head to look at the man, his eyes were wide open, "Why is this happening?"

"Life and death are right," Yan Wuwu looked at him, feeling extremely distressed, and gently kissed the young man's forehead and earlobe: "I don't blame you, don't blame yourself anymore."

"He's just a child, why is this happening?" The young man clenched his fists. He knew that it was too difficult to live in this poor place, but knowing and actually seeing it were two different things.A soft little life gradually lost its vitality in his embrace, becoming stiff and lifeless.Wen Shuqiu only felt a huge sense of powerlessness attacking his whole body, and he couldn't help but start to imagine more possibilities.

If the two of them had come earlier, or if the child had not been abandoned by the parents, would everything have been a little different?Yan Wuxin sensed his mood, kissed lightly from the forehead all the way down, bit the young man's round nose in a slightly punitive manner, and then kissed down on the rosy soft cheeks under his painful and ignorant gaze. Lips, vigorously grabbing the body fluid from the young man's mouth.

The young man closed his eyes, and opened his mouth slightly following the man's scorching breath.Yan Wuwu liked the young man's pampering very much, couldn't help but sucked his lips, and kissed the corner of his lips before letting him go.

"You've got a demon." He looked at Wen Shuqiu, who had a red face and couldn't stop panting, and said softly but mercilessly: "There is no such thing as sooner or later. The fate is so arranged, and we can't change a single bit."

Wen Shuqiu let out a long sigh, he had to admit that Yan Wuwu was right.How can there be sooner or later in the world?Some are just established facts.

He hugged the child's small body, and the two found a peaceful place, dug a pit and buried him.Yan Wuxin looked at the small tomb bag, as if he could still see the child's fragile soul through it, he lowered his eyes and clasped his hands together.

With such emotional grief, I saw too many along the way, Yan Wuxin frowned tightly.He quietly turned his face and glanced at the young man, but saw that his face did not have the sadness he thought, but more of a complex expression mixed with firmness and desolation.

"What are you thinking?" Yan Wuwu stretched out his hand to grab the palm of the young man, his hand was cold, as if he was holding a delicate jade carving.

Wen Shuqiu avoided the birds that were tearing up the corpses on the ground. His footwork was wonderful, and he could always avoid the pieces of meat and blood on the ground.Because the nose could always smell some bad smells, the young man held his breath all the time, and he gradually had a plan in his mind.But this kind of thing always has to be done by oneself, and the young man is not afraid of it.What he wants to do is probably not tolerated by this world - he wants to make public the crimes committed by Wei Congrong with his own hands, he wants to wash away the mistakes his father made, and he wants to return the people to a peaceful world.

Regardless of people's livelihood, Wei Congrong used the Tiandao Stone without authorization, causing countless people to be displaced.He is well aware of the toxicity of the Heavenly Dao Stone, and he has long been prepared for how to detoxify it.For such a mistake, he would use this life to exchange for something that he didn't know whether to wash or not?

His idea can be said to be absurd in this era when the son does not tell his father.But Wen Shuqiu did firmly believe that there will be a day when the crimes will be exposed, and there will be a day when people will be liberated.Whether you say he is innocent or stupid, or that he is boring, this kind of thinking has always supported the youth from childhood to the present.

It's just that the only person who feels sorry is Yan Wuxin.Wen Shuqiu wants to see the world with him, visit his friends together, and meet his mother together...

The young man hadn't seen anything for a long time, and he had been in the dark for a long time, so he forgot to put away the hesitant expression on his face.So after hearing the words, he raised his head in a daze and panic: "What?"

"I said, you seem to have some ideas." The man patiently changed the way he said just now. He pinched the young man's slightly sensual face, and whispered in his ear, pleading softly: " Might as well tell me about it and we'll do it together. We've been together for so long now."

His words were vague, but Wen Shuqiu still understood his implication.

Share the burden and everything will be fine.

"..." He was stunned suddenly, only to feel that all the previous hesitation suddenly disappeared completely.

Yan Wuwu has always been so tolerant and gentle, crushing his loneliness and helplessness with a passionate heart and turning them into soft fingers.

It is this kind of person that will gradually calm down the clamoring soul in his body and stop crying loudly.

"You are so kind." The young man smiled, and stretched out his hand straight to the man.A little shy but generously said: "I want to hug you."

"Hug! It's yours, I can be called Wen Yanshi." So Yan Wuwu also laughed, and hugged the young man fiercely: "I thought..."

It's just that he didn't want to say the rest of the words, he just covered it up after a pause: "What do you want to do?"

The young man's ears were flushed because of Wen Yanshi's words, he calmed down slightly, and said, "I want to detoxify those people who have been poisoned."

Unexpectedly, Yan Wuxin was not angry, he said calmly: "Do you know what this means?"

Wen Shuqiu felt the tense body of his subordinates, he couldn't help laughing and said: "I know."

"Qiuqiu," the man pinched his chin and turned to himself, looking seriously into those dim eyes: "Do you know the rules of Xuanji Pavilion?"

"What?" The young man narrowed his eyes with a smile.

"Husband and wife are one body, if one dies, the other will never live alone." After Yan Wuwu said every word, he stretched out his hand to grab it from the void, then stuffed it into the young man's palm, and said solemnly: " From now on, I entrust my life to you, how to choose is up to you."

The young man finally laughed out loud, and even burst into tears.He wiped away his tears, smiled weakly and said: "But you are not my husband."

"Can I be your wife? I'm your wife, and you are my husband." Yan Wuwu was stunned by his smile, and said with a frown: "Be serious, it's such an important matter."

The young man didn't know how to do it, twisted his body and got out of the man's embrace.He took a few steps forward, then suddenly turned around and kissed the man's palm.

"..."

The figure of the young man almost disappeared on the path, and Yan Wuwu realized it, his face was flushed, and he was at a loss for being teased.

On the other side, in the small town on the edge of the desert, the sound of broken porcelain resounded through the sky.

"Wei Congrong, you are so courageous!" Wei Congzheng threw the teacup in his hand out, panting and leaning on the chair for a long time before recovering: "How dare you treat me like this."

After finishing speaking, he slumped back on the chair again, with Uncle Liu and Ming Ting not around, the young Prince Yuan felt exhausted for a while.He rubbed his tingling head, and tried his best to pick up the rolled paper.

This is a warrant.

Every word and every sentence above was a kind of torture to him, but he had to read it word by word like masochistic.Just because the wanted person is him and his accomplices—shit accomplices!Wei Congzheng clenched his fingers tightly on the paper. Not only his features and appearance were written on the arrest warrant, but his appearance was also drawn, and even Li Qingyi and others were drawn.The most resentful thing is the crime, which turned out to be treason.Wei Congzheng twisted his expression, and finally froze into a ferocious smile. Wei Congrong blamed him for being assassinated by thousands of people.

Since you are not benevolent, don't blame me for being unrighteous.

At this moment, a young man dressed in black came in, knelt on the ground and said cautiously: "Your Highness, the preparations have been completed."

"Okay." Wei Congzheng wanted to reward him habitually, but found only a silver coin after searching all over his body, so he handed it to the servant: "I will be there soon."

He returned to the hut where he had been living, took a pious bath, put on the best clothes he brought from the capital, and proudly walked out the door.

In this not-too-large open space, there was an incense table filled with melon and fruit sacrifices, and three high incense sticks had been lit at this time.

After Wei Congzheng made three kowtows and nine prostrations to the incense table, the ceremonial official behind him, a scholar from the town, read the letter of invitation aloud.

"Today there are descendants of the Wei family, please be the king. Heaven is grateful, please give it to everyone." After the ceremonial officer called out three times, he planned to take off the jade crown placed on the incense table and crown the man.

But he didn't expect that before his hand touched the jade crown, the cloudless sky just now suddenly fell with thunder, and it struck straight down!Before everyone had time to react, the ceremonial official and the jade crown became as black as charcoal.

Wei Congzheng's face suddenly became extremely ugly. He suppressed his anger and stood up suddenly, and asked the sky: "Why did you do this? Could it be that I, Wei Congzheng, did not sit up straight? If the fourth brother was here today, would you still Will a penalty thunder be sent down?!"

The only answer to him was a more sunny sky.

"Hahahaha!" Wei Congzheng burst into laughter instead of being extremely angry. He kicked over the incense case, and none of the attendants dared to stop him.He threw all the melons and fruits enshrined on the incense table into the sand, then extinguished the incense and inserted it upside down into the incense burner.

"It doesn't matter if the sky doesn't recognize me." The man pointed at the sky, gnashing his teeth word by word, "I'm the righteous way of Wei's lineage, and God is blind."

"From today onwards, I will proclaim myself emperor and title Yongyuan." He took out a bright yellow silk handkerchief from his bosom, and threw it on the ground with a slap: "Declaration of my order, the remnants of the border army will be recruited from now on. Arrive within three days Those who don’t arrive will be deserters and will be dealt with according to the law of the dynasty.”

Historians of later generations have different views on Emperor Qingshang. Some people think that he was already crazy when he decided to go to war, while others emphasize that his performance in the subsequent wars was very extraordinary, and he was obviously sane.

Regardless of any comments, the current Yongyuan Emperor will never know, he only knows that he is about to achieve supremacy soon.