your country my king

Themunication

Tall willows have no flowers and trees for shade, and the northern desert is windless and cold.

In the dream, there is no trace of the king, and I still remember that the year was covered with moss.

I have been slightly drunk without drinking for a month, and I don’t remember the snow falling and the ground white.

A poem is just for comfort, and a new book comes without trace.

——God Sacrifice · Psalms

He and the king looked out, the curtain opened first, and a blond-haired, blue-eyed man dressed as an ordinary guard walked in, standing three steps away, but did not salute.

His movements froze slightly, then he calmly drank the tea in his cup and said, "Garth, why are you here in person?"

Wang Wenyan raised his eyes to look at the emperor, and said indifferently and perfunctorily, "What's your business here?"

The emperor sat down casually, and resumed his half-closed eyes half-smiling, although he had an ordinary face, he could see the depth of the sea from it.Emperor didn't answer their questions, but just said with a look of confirmation: "Hmm, I'm not here to play chess anyway."

"I will never play chess with you again." He said lightly.

After all, Di is different from him. Perhaps their talents are evenly matched, but the difference in their positions and environment predetermines that he cannot win against Di, besides——

"Ten years can change a lot, not to mention 15 years, you, me, and even other people can do the same." Di looked at him, but glanced at Wang from the corner of his eye, and said word by word.

He seemed to have thought of something, and indeed recalled something, the curvature of his lips gradually widened, and a smile appeared in his eyes.

Ten years is enough to change a life.

15 years ago, he started to follow the king, but he was only the prime minister trusted by the king. Five years ago, the king said that he was a cicada belonging to the king alone. Now and in the future, he will always be by the king's side, as he said That way - there are some things that are deeper than love; between two people, there is companionship.

The emperor opened his eyes slightly, allowing people to see the blue in those eyes clearly, "It seems that it is better than I imagined."

Wang coughed lightly, his cold eyes swept across the emperor, but turned into a touch of tenderness when looking at him, interrupting the "reminiscence" of the two.

The emperor shrugged, ignored Wang's eyes, and directly stated the purpose of his trip: "Actually, my visit this time is about Ye."

"Besides him, there is no other reason." Wang said lightly, but his tone was not as cold as his eyes.

"Is it that obvious?"

Emperor's fingertips were entwined with the drooping hair, revealing a dark red faintly, looking at him innocently, he nodded without hesitation, but after seeing the dark red, he said with a lame eyebrow: "Garth, your Isn't your hair dyed?"

"Dyed? How do you dye your hair?" Emperor sneered, "It's a wig."

"Then how are you going to send brother out of the battlefield?" He said, his eyes full of worry, "If you can't solve the problem of brother's hair, you really can't just change the position."

As the emperor in the north, he must never disappear on the battlefield for no reason, and there must be a "corpse" to convince everyone that the emperor is dead.

The problem is here, the emperor's substitute is nowhere to be found.

"Speaking of which, this elder brother's hair color is also a bit strange, why is it silvery with blue?" Wang asked.

"In the past, my brother's hair was the same as mine. It was dark blue. It was just that he was poisoned by a concubine. Later, he used poison to fight poison to keep his name. However, because the two poisons are too poisonous, My brother was in a coma for a day and a night, and when he woke up, his hair turned silver blue." His eyes flashed with ruthlessness and heartache, and finally turned into a touch of helplessness, "I thought, if there is a way to change the color of my hair, I can steal it. But is it possible..."

With the same poison, it is even more unreliable to change another person's hair color into a yellow hair color, not to mention that the dark blue hair is also rare, even if you find it, who can guarantee that that person will be able to survive in a near-death situation? come alive?

The most important thing is, how can ordinary people have the arrogance of emperors, how can they bloom proudly like red plums in the snow?

Therefore, if the emperor can "die", everything behind can be straightened out. Sneaking out the "corpse" of the emperor can also be done in secret, but if the emperor cannot "die"... even failure does not make sense.

"You don't need to replace the dead ghost." Di said softly, "Fake death."

"How to say?"

Feigning death is a way, just breathing, heartbeat, pulse, how to cover up these things?It's impossible to directly recognize people as "corpses" without manipulation, right?

"Our Western doctors have extracted and synthesized a substance from several plants, which can make people lose consciousness for two hours. During this period, the pulse and breathing cannot be detected, but the normal functions of the person continue to operate." Di said with some joy. , "Fortunately, in order to observe the follow-up reaction, the experimental subject who was suspected to be dead was not dealt with so quickly, otherwise... we can only let him 'flee in fear of crime', although he will definitely not agree."

The emperor opened his eyes, it was clearly visible, and his eyes were full of trust: "The rest is left to you."

He thought for a moment, raised his head, and smiled slightly: "Two hours is more than enough."

In the worst case, one hour is enough, now there are two hours, not only can some emergencies be counted, but also the footprints can be handled more perfectly...

Di narrowed his eyes again, and his smile was a little more sincere, "Do you need to thank me?"

"Need." With a smile, he looked at Di for granted.

Di put on a half-smile again, with a blue slit flashing light quickly, playing with the hair in his hand, tilting his head to look at him, "Hmm, if you can bear it."

"Forget it, I'm afraid after I thank you, I will have to worry about my future life." He chuckled lightly, but his eyes shifted to Wang.

Without raising his head, Wang said lightly, "Don't worry, he will worry more than you."

The emperor waved his hands and stood up, "Oh, I really envy the lonely family... Goodbye, let's go."

Watching the emperor go away, he looked at the king again, the king stared into his eyes, no one spoke, and everything was kept silent.

Right now, it's over.

Tomorrow, the emperor will leave with the emperor, and the king will become the new master of the world, and he will always be by the king's side.

But...where Wang couldn't see, thoughts flashed across his eyes.Did you forget something important?

His agitated heart gradually calmed down. He put down the teacup in his hand, smiled slightly, and turned his eyes to the distance, flashing a moment of thought.

"Decree that within three days, the capital will be conquered."

The military orders spread rapidly in the army, and it was almost winter, but the soldiers couldn't help but feel excited... Within three days, the world will be crowned with the surname of Wang, and they are all the heroes who founded the country!

He walked out of the camp with the king, and the distant palace city was looming in the clouds and mist, and anticipation inevitably surged in his heart, and behind the anticipation was self-evident excitement.

Standing beside Wang, fingers intertwined, he smiled slightly, looking into the distance, the warmth from his palm made him feel at ease.

In this way, enough.never let go again...

In fact, it doesn't take three days, we have to believe that the power of the black box operation is great, and in one day, the third meeting between the king and the emperor will be on the far away city wall.

As the saying goes, the emperor is a proud red plum in the snow, even if there is only the emperor left on the city wall, even if the north wind howls the sea of ​​blood and bones, between the sky and the earth, there is still only the emperor's figure.Maybe it's not that strangers are like jade, and it's not that gentlemen are like that, but the emperor is peerless and still elegant.

"It's finally here, Wang." There was a perfect smile under the white mask, and the emperor's eyes were as gentle as ever, and the cold and threatening aura was removed.

"Here we come. Brother." Wang looked at Huang lightly, but his eyes were not cold.

Huang Yi smiled, as calm as he was, but a little more calm than him, "It seems that Xiao Chan told you all about it."

"En." The tone was still flat, but there was tenderness in Wang's eyes.

The emperor couldn't help laughing, and there was a little bit of disappointment in his eyes: "ah, with such a cold temper, I don't know why Xiaochan fell in love with you, even my brother..."

"It's not him, there is no need to be gentle." For the first time, Wang explained so seriously.

The emperor smiled with satisfaction, and his expression became a little more serious: "Then, treat him well. The world is my dowry, so please remember, he is more important than the world."

"Naturally." Wang took a deep look at Huang, and raised the corners of his lips in a rare way, "Next, please cooperate."

If there is no him, all that the world gives to the king is endless loneliness.

Huang Lian smiled, and staggered back a few steps, as if his heart was full of sadness, Huang Yangtian shouted: "This world is actually destroyed by my hands! I swear to live with the country and die with the country!"

He drew his sword and stabbed it into his chest. The blood bag wrapped in his clothes was pierced, and the blood flowed profusely. The emperor laughed three times, pulled out his sword, bit the medicine in his mouth, and fell to the ground very naturally.

The soldiers under the city didn't know what happened on the city, they only heard the shouting of the emperor, they knew that the death of the emperor meant that their king had won.

The cries resounded across the earth, and people were running, crying, and laughing, just to convey a message: the world is unified!

He smiled and looked at the approaching Wang, and tears flowed down for no reason. Wang came to his side and held his hand tightly.

"The emperor and his people will dress up as soldiers, and then the task of disposing of the corpse will be entrusted to him. To the public, just say that your brother was cremated, how about that?" In his ear, Wang whispered.

Huang's "corpse" was carefully transported down and placed on the top of the pile of corpses. He looked at Huang, and the blond-haired, blue-eyed guard stood beside him with a serious face. Looking at him, he curled his lips into a chuckle, and the guard returned to his serious look.

As for the obvious foreign features of blond hair and blue eyes, others only regard them as Westerners who are officials in the East because of the covenant.

With the emperor here, there should be no accidents for the emperor.

He looked back at ease, the king's men had already begun to clean up the battlefield, and civil servants and military generals also came one after another to discuss the matter of moving the capital.

Yes, the original national capital is too southward in terms of the current territory, which is not conducive to the management of the whole country.

Although it only destroyed the capital, once the dragons have no leader, they will soon become the food of others.

The breeze blew his hair, bringing a faint smile, and his gaze was fixed on the king.

Finally settled down...

Wang resisted not holding him in his arms, and held his hand even tighter.

"The one standing by my side has always been you, my cicada."

"After that, I will always be by your side, okay?"

"I can't ask for it."

The shadows of the two are entangled together in the sun, telling that they will never be separated.

The author has something to say:

Wow kids who crave he just take this as the ending qwq

emmmmm, the god sacrifice at the beginning was written by Xixi herself... I was in the second year of middle school, I couldn't bear to look at QAQ directly