[Frost Flower] Inertial Betrayal

1.

Those who practice swords, read books, and learn characters every day don't feel bored.It's just that the servants in the house have been in a hurry recently, and even Yan Xuan, an "outsider", has noticed an unusual smell.

Only Wang Qi still came to learn swordsmanship every day, and reading books with Yan Xuan was even more unshakable.

Although there was still a slight smile on his face as usual, Yan Xuan caught some confusion and expectation when the man occasionally lowered his eyebrows and raised his eyes.

——Or, there are still some rare ambitions.

"Xuan?" Wang Qi's doubtful voice sounded.

Yan Xuan came back to his senses, the two of them have recently fallen in love with the book of war, the six of which are quite interesting, the two love to lie together to study when they have nothing to do, and argue from time to time, each has its own reasons, although it is an argument, it is more like comminicate.

Wang Qi has obviously spent more time recently, but his nerves are tense instead.

Yan Xuan couldn't bear to see his eyes getting darker and darker, and leaned over to take the book out of the other's hand: "Don't read it."

Wang Qi: "???"

"Take a rest." Yan Xuan moved her body, her legs were almost numb.After coming here for so long, he still hasn't adapted to this way of kneeling. Yan Xuan is quite resentful about it, but he doesn't want to be different from ordinary people when he goes to the countryside to do as the Romans do.

Fortunately, there is no need to worry about these in front of a person.

He freed his legs from under his buttocks, straightened them and rubbed them with his hands, and the bent posture was a bit uncomfortable.

Wang Qi looked at it, and somehow stretched out his hand out of nowhere.

When their hands touched Yan Xuan's leg, both of them were taken aback for a moment, and then looked at each other.

The two were silent for a while, and Yan Xuan choked out a sentence: "Thank you."

Wang Qi was a little embarrassed at once, his hand was still on it, whether it was retracted or not retracted, it was probably Yan Xuan's gaze that made him a little nervous.

Wang Qi's hands were sweating a little. He lowered his head and helped Yan Xuan rub and massaged for a while. From top to bottom, the technique was unexpectedly good, and the strength of each stroke was just right, which finally made Yan Xuan's tingling legs finally Got a moment of comfort.

Yan Xuan looked around wildly, and finally stopped on the black crane piano on the table in the corner.

The appearance of this qin is not the same as that of the Central Plains Guqin, but there are a few more strings on the same board, and it looks more like a zither.

Yan Xuan doesn't know much about rhythm, but she is also a master who likes to listen.

Wang Qi was too busy a few days ago, so he didn't have the nerve to ask Wang Qi to play it for him, in case they just played it for display.

This is very embarrassing.

He had already discovered that Wang Qi had been distracted recently, and he couldn't sleep comfortably at night, so Yan Xuan had to get up and cover him with a quilt several times.But he doesn't like to inquire about other people's affairs, nor is he a talkative person.

At this moment, he happened to catch a glimpse of Qin, and he raised his leg intentionally to make Wang Qi happy.

Wang Qi stopped what he was doing, looked up at him, saw Yan Xuan looking at the piano in the corner, and couldn't help smiling: "Do you want to hear me play it?"

Yan Xuan shook his legs, felt that it was almost done, and stood up directly to answer the other party with actions.

He went over and picked up Qin, the good guy was quite heavy.He didn't dare to bump a few more times, for fear of being thrown, he walked back a few steps and put it in front of Wang Qi.

Wang Qi pursed his lips and smiled, stretched out his hand to take it, put it by his leg, held the plectrum in his right hand, glanced at Yan Xuan, lowered his eyes, pressed the strings with his left hand, and moved his hands.

The simple and unsophisticated piano sound slid out rhythmically, like the bank of a clear spring, like the top of a mountain.

Before he knew it, Yan Xuan was fascinated.

Wang Qi's eyelashes flickered, and he looked up secretly, and saw Yan Xuan looking at him intently, the movements of his hands trembled suddenly, and the subtle chaotic sounds quickly slipped through the smooth tones.

I don't know whose heart was disturbed.

2.

Yan Xuan's premonition was true.

The people who opened the capital hurriedly delivered a secret decree, to the effect that they wanted to welcome Wang Qi into the palace.

As for the reason why Wang Qi entered the palace, it was still related to the Yuan Dynasty.

Wang Qi was conferred the status of Dayuanzi, not to mention how the current king of Koryo feels - of course he dare not have any opinions, just for Wang Qi who was rushed into the palace right now, maybe his life will change from now on.

After all, Yan Xuan's mind is an adult, and he thinks about things farther away.

He knew a little bit about the situation in Koryo before. It was almost only the big brother of the Yuan Dynasty who followed suit.

Under such circumstances, Wang Qi was selected as the candidate for the next King of Koryo. Although his status is respected, he has to say something practical.

It's really not that good.

Of course, this cannot be said in front of Wang Qi, after all, the other party was so excited that he tossed and turned and couldn't sleep the night before he left for Kaijing.

Yan Xuan was so sleepy, annoyed by Wang Qi who was rolling over and over, that he directly pressed the other party into his arms.

Even though he is younger than Wang Qi now, his strength in his hands is quite strong. Wang Qi struggled a little at first, but then he probably got sleepy at last, so he lay on Yan Xuan's shoulder in this position and did not move.

Yan Xuan couldn't fall asleep, sighed, and turned to stare at Wang Qi's sleeping face.

No sleep for one night.

3.

Yan Xuan followed Wang Qi into the palace without hesitation.

On the way, Wang Qi asked him curiously, "What does Xuan want to do in the future?"

I have nothing to do, and I am too lazy to do anything.Yan Xuan glanced at him, tightened the sword that Wang Qi gave her in his arms, and replied: "Hole card."

"What?" Wang Qi didn't respond.

"Be the biggest hole card in your hand." Yan Xuan showed no impatience on his face, and slowly explained to the other party——

"...If you are king, I will be your bodyguard. Your shadow, the knife in your hand, the sword in your hand, the direction you point is the direction where the sword in my hand goes."

Wang Qi looked at Yan Xuan in a daze, and heard the voice continue to sound faintly in his ears.

"...It is possible that I can only protect you for the rest of my life, how about this?"

In fact, what Yan Xuan meant was very simple, she just didn't want to do anything else.

Wang Qi is the person he is most familiar with here, not to mention that the other party is about to fall into a crisis-ridden situation. As a friend or a benefactor, he will try his best to help Wang Qi.

But saying this in ancient Korean language is somewhat misleading.

Wang Qi's face was a little red, he suddenly lowered his head and didn't dare to look up at Yan Xuan, his lips trembled a few times and he didn't say a word, finally, after an unknown amount of time, Yan Xuan almost forgot about it, and he said in a low voice replied.

"What you just said... is it true?"

Yan Xuan was a little dazed, and it took him a long time to come to his senses, and said: "...Really." After finishing speaking, for some reason, he added another sentence, as if deliberately emphasizing, "It's more real than real gold."

Without asking what the relationship between sincerity and gold is, Wang Qi's lowered face did not lift up, but the hand that was originally placed by his side quietly clenched the material of the cloth.

Slowly let go again.

Life in the palace is not that dangerous, at least Wang Qi, the "prince" on the surface, is still respected by the palace people.

When talking about training his own team, Yan Xuan was sitting on the beam, with his back leaning on the wood, and one leg dangling from the beam.

"What about this... How about forming a hidden guard? Choose from young children, and then train them from an early age. They are completely loyal and clean."

"Dark guard?" Wang Qi was aroused. After thinking about it carefully, it was a good idea, so he couldn't help clapping his hands and decided, "Just do what you said, but..."

He walked around the room a few times, and was a little confused: "The number of these hidden guards should not be too many, fifty... thirty, 36, and the name? What should the name be?"

Yan Xuan lowered his head and saw the light yellow clothes on Wang Qi's body. After thinking for a while, he suggested casually, "How about Long... Jian Longwei?"

Wang Qi repeated it in a murmur, and smiled happily: "Jianlongwei... that's what it's called! I'll give the order."

4.

"So, what ideals do you all have?"

After the question, Wang Qi was actually a little nervous. There were a group of half-grown children kneeling in front of him. These were Jianlongwei's backup candidates.

A child shook his fist: "I will defend my homeland to the death, and no foreign enemies will be allowed!"

Wang Qi nodded in satisfaction.

"Recover the land of Liaodong, and share the worries for His Highness!!" This is also a good boy.

Wang Qi was generally satisfied with his future Jianlongwei, and was about to turn his head to ask if there was anyone else, when a hesitant voice sounded——

"...Swear to protect His Highness to the death, even if you sacrifice your life."

Wang Qi was taken aback for a moment, then looked at the person who had just spoken.It was a somewhat thin child, with a yellowish face, but a pair of dark eyes, which seemed to be filled with water.

There is an inexplicable simplicity and stubbornness in it.

The other party's voice unconsciously overlapped with someone's words in his mind——

"Be your shadow, the knife in your hand, the sword in your hand, the direction you point is the direction where the sword in my hand goes."

"...I've only guarded you all my life, how about this?"

Wang Qi's heart couldn't help trembling, he woke up, looked at the child just now, and asked him softly: "What's your name?"

The child looked at him and pursed his lower lip.

"Hong Lin." His voice wasn't too loud, but it was very clear, "I'm Hong Lin."

……

Yan Xuan almost fell asleep in the room before waiting for Wang Qi to come back.

Seeing the corner of the other party's mouth curled up, he couldn't help asking curiously: "How's the matter?"

Wang Qi didn't like maids getting close, so he took off his robe outside by himself. The old eunuch drooped his eyelids and didn't even look at Yan Xuan on the bed. Hollow Man.

Wang Qi lay down, Yan Xuan moved the position for him, and saw Wang Qi opened his smiling eyes, looking at the pattern on the top of the bed, and suddenly turned his head to look at him and blinked.

"I found a very nice kid today. What's his name... Hong Lin's..."

Yan Xuan couldn't help laughing when he saw the light in his eyes, and pulled the quilt to cover him tightly, "We'll talk about everything tomorrow, go to sleep."