please respect yourself

Only after the black robes were ripped off did they realize how terrifying the true colors of these people were.They are all men, their bodies are tattooed with blue and black marks, and they can't tell the unknown runes.

Cheng Zangzhi's men pushed them down to the ground, no matter how hard they fought, no one could speak.

Zhao Jue vaguely noticed something, clamped a person's jaw, opened his mouth, only to realize that this person had no tongue or teeth in his mouth.No wonder the people guarding Taniguchi let these people out so easily!

"Young master, these people have all had their tongues and teeth pulled out. There is nothing left to explain."

Cheng Zangzhi frowned slightly, and looked at Yan Suiyuan again.Yan Suiyuan just shook his head at him, and then his eyes suddenly passed over the back of one of them. Even though his whole body had black and blue marks, there were traces of burns on the spine.His heart turned cold, but his expression remained the same.Without making a fuss, he looked at the spines of several people. Although the scars were different, their positions remained the same.

Why exactly?Why did Yan Ting keep his father's old department?If Yan Qing was left behind by Gongxi and Khitan to threaten Yan Ting in the future, then these old minions...are they trying to ambush him?

Yan Suiyuan smiled lightly, and clenched his sleeves tightly to Wuyan, hoping to meet Yan Ting someday, and he could still recognize this famous sword.

In the deep and lonely hut in the valley, there was a young man in black listening to someone report, "Master, it was a black dog who led people away."

Qin Chengxing always wore a black mask wherever he went, and An Xingzhu, who had seen his true face, was dead, and Yang Fengxian didn't care about his current appearance at all.The mother who embroidered his eyes for him...may have forgotten his appearance just like his father.

However, this does not matter.Only if they don't know him, can their mother and Liu Yao, who regards him as a friend, be safe and secure.

"Cheng Zangzhi is here too." Qin Cheng smiled, "Yan Suiyuan, ah Yan Suiyuan, they all say that your son and father Xiao, I want to see if you are like your father who is responsible for the loyalty and glory of the Yan family. If you lose Cheng Zangzhi, you still... lose yourself."

"Master, what should we do with Yan Shiyuan?" The man wrapped in a black robe with only black eyes exposed looked at Qin Cheng.

Qin Cheng didn't move his eyebrows, only the corners of his lips curved strangely, "Yan Ting doesn't care about this son, so naturally we can do whatever we want."

Injustice repays evil debt, who is less than whom?

In the dark and gloomy cave, only a man with black eyes was exposed, holding a vise in his hand.The chained person's wrists were locked with bleeding marks, and the muscles and bones were already blood red.

Not long ago, I questioned Yan Suiyuan-why did you become like that? !

Now that he is in deep prison, he suddenly understands.This world is ruthless.The world is not worth it!Year-old wish, year-old wish, you must not come here.Yan Shiyuan closed his eyes, and asked that question, he will make atonement to Sui Yuan in Huangquan.

The black-robed man clamped Yan Shiyuan's jaw directly, and poked the cold vise in, only to find that Yan Shiyuan had already bit his tongue.When he was about to die, he suddenly removed Yan Shiyuan's jaw, so that he didn't die.

When the man in black robe saw his face, his eyes were far lowered, as if he did not want to live but to die.Does such a person need to pull out his tongue and pry his teeth?After thinking for a while, the man in black finally threw him down to report.

The temperature in Qingjing is getting warmer, and it is the time when the sun is shining brightly on the court.The sunlight is like a thousand piles of snow waves, illuminating the vermilion, golden and emerald palace gardens. In this extremely cold and cloudy place, the sunlight is just an eyesore.

During the day, this dazzling light is not so obtrusive.The servant Chang Yang Fengxian took out the letter from between the pillars, and read through the indifferent man with infinite distress.He actually laughed out loud when no one was there, Yang Fengxian slowly faded his smile.Recently, the woman with fallen leaves has fallen into dreams frequently, and he seems to want to leave the most magnificent and magnificent house in the world.

It was the wind blowing in the corridor, and the draft in the hall stirred thousands of silver bells.It seems that a holy hand is playing a song of spring and summer, and the song is full of greenery.Turning around the corridor, there was a woman in a water-green palace dress in response to the scene.

Yang Feng first calmed down his thoughts, and greeted him respectfully: "My maidservant has seen Shouju Wangfei."

Wei Wanqing's expression swept away the calmness she had just arrived in Qingjing, her beautiful eyes were haggard but cold, "Duke Yang, Your Majesty wants to make the prince the crown prince...but is it true?"

Yang Fengxian said neither surprised nor surprised: "My concubine's words are wrong. The emperor does not want to make the prince the crown prince, but to entrust the country. In this world, the emperor does not trust anyone except the guarding king. This can be described as brotherly love. "

The woman's laughter was even clearer and sharper than the silver bell.But it is colder than the sound of silver bells, not to mention sad.Wei Wanqing stopped laughing and asked, "Is there still a need to inherit this country?"

"Who doesn't know that this map of the Wanli River has long been torn apart and fought on its own! Is it not enough for Li Shen to survive the decadent dynasty for ten years?! The prince... his life is ruined because of him! He also wants the prince to bear the burden for him!" Infamy through the ages?!"

"What is he capable of?!"

Xu Shi was so angry when he spoke that he choked the wind into his lungs.Wei Wanqing had no choice but to hold on to the pillars to stand firm, she was already blushing and lost her composure.

Yang Fengxian has always been like an outsider, and his words are colder than the wind, "My lord, you will be a puppet for a day, and you will be manipulated by others all your life. This is the decision of the late emperor. Why does the emperor continue this decision? The princess really doesn't know?" ?”

Wei Wanqing's hair fluttered in the breeze that didn't know people's worries, and her thoughts went back to the time of cardamom with the wind.

That was the day when Li Yan was crowned prince, and it was also a sunny day when summer was about to enter.In the grand ceremony for crowning the crown prince, Wei Wanqing was still the daughter of a supervisory censor of the Jiangnan Road, so her name was unknown.

Standing on the blue bricks far away, Wei Wanqing lost her voice in amazement by the exquisitely carved brick flowers under her feet, causing the passing palace people to chuckle.She was burning hot all over, trying to cover it up, but there was a man in a fancy dress laughing beside her, shaking her head back and forth.Wei Wanqing just wished she could find a crack in the ground and get in.

The man in the fine clothes actually stepped forward and asked: "Whose family are you a female relative? You are so short-sighted."

Wei Wanqing was even more ashamed, she gritted her teeth and didn't say who she was, so as not to embarrass her father.When there was nowhere to hide from shame, the muezzin's call came loudly.The man in fine clothes left at the sound, and Wei Wanqing dared to look up.

The prince's crown and clothes are always gorgeous and neat, so extravagant that the person's own appearance and bearing are submerged by gold, silver and jade.However, Li Yan, who stood above the high rank that day, did not become the one buried with gold, silver and jade.

Wei Wanqing only took one look at the newly crowned prince, and thought of it—a Song Yu's feelings, very thin Wei Lang [Note].Gold, silver and jade are not enough for the demeanor of a king, and the girl's heart suddenly boiled.The prince was originally a majestic figure second only to the emperor in the empire, but the prince in Wei Wanqing's eyes was the gentle wind and sweet rain in this world, alleviating all the embarrassment and embarrassment in her heart.

However, her father sighed melancholy, "It's a pity."

Wei Wanqing thumped in her heart, and asked in puzzlement, "Why did father say that?"

Wei Zheng looked around and no one was listening, and then he said cautiously to his daughter: "If the crown prince of the prosperous dynasty, he must be a benevolent emperor through the ages. It's a pity that this dynasty is at the end of its strength."

The crown prince has been the center of power struggles throughout the dynasties.In the dwindling dynasty, the crown prince not only had to face the conflagration of the princes, but also the bad intentions of various envoys.

At that time, Wei Wanqing didn't understand the meaning of these words.She didn't realize it until she witnessed the dignified prince being teased and even forced to perform by several major envoys including West Sichuan, Jingnan and Huainan.Wei Wanqing's heart was actually more nervous than the prince's tightly clenched palm.

But the man in Chinese clothes who said that she had little knowledge came over at this time and said to her: "Oh, I've been looking for you for a long time. Which family are you from? Tell me quickly!"

Wei Wanqing took a deep breath, looked up at Li Shen, the King of Fortune at that time, and asked with a trembling voice mixed with disbelief: "When the prince of the dynasty was humiliated, you, as the prince of the clan, didn't care about the state and were obsessed with the origin of a little girl!? Is it really my prince?!"

No matter how angry she was, she was worried and sad for the new crown prince.The men who claimed to be the king in front of them were all foolish, still asking her for her name, and said: "You are a woman, you don't understand these things, it's all things that the court often comes and goes, the year before last, the envoy An Jiedu did it for you." The father, the queen, and the concubine performed the dance. Did you see it? It’s the one who is fat and strong like a cow, and can dance on tiptoes. He is the commander of tens of thousands of troops in western Sichuan, and he dances differently. The third brother, he This is not the eldest son, but suddenly became the prince, everyone is a little unhappy. It is understandable, besides, when he ascends the throne in the future, the anger will be recovered."

"Being a prince, not everyone came here like this. It's not surprising, you women have long hair but short knowledge."

Wei Wanqing remained silent and left the table.Li Shen realized in a daze that he had said something wrong, but he couldn't bear to explain it.He just wanted to find out about his family background with others. When he learned of his identity in the future, he would come to the door to apologize, so there was no reason to remember him.

Being a prince is not always like this.With a cold face, Wei Wanqing thought of Prince Qisheng at the beginning of the history books, who was in charge of state affairs, and everyone in the world disobeyed and respected him.Even if he didn't have Prince Qisheng's great influence in the country, he shouldn't be humiliated by his courtiers like this.What surprised Wei Wanqing the most was Li Shenzhi's words, isn't that what a prince is like? !

In ancient times, even if the crown prince fought with his siblings, who would dare to be so disrespectful, but which feudal official forced the crown prince to perform? !That high and mighty emperor actually watched his chosen crown prince being humiliated by his ministers!

Recalling this past event, Wei Wanqing's face became colder and colder.That year, she thought she had met the most brilliant Li Yan, but it turned out to be the coldest Li Yan.

I have been a gentleman's wife for ten years, but I don't see you showing your face.

Sealed, rebelled, deposed, relegated for thousands of miles, endured frost and cold, and finally abolished his whole body.The man with the gentle wind and sweet rain, waved his hands and became a waste of cold wind and rain.In this life, except for the bitterness in his bones, there is only nothingness left.

"Mr. Yang, if I die, the prince will not be treated kindly." Wei Wanqing finally calmed down, "I have a piece of news here. Does Mr. Yang want to know where the fallen leaves are?"

Yang Fengxian suddenly opened his eyes wide, "Who are you from?"

Wei Wanqing said: "Zhuge Luan personally told me this news, Duke Yang can believe it. If Zhuge Luan doesn't know where the fallen leaves go, no one in this world will know."

"..." Yang Fengxian was startled, he was silent for a while, and finally said: "Why did the princess say such a thing, how can a useless person in the inner family have such delusions."

He promised that Yan Sui would come first, so how could he change his mind so easily.Besides, what he said was true.

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Days Nine Days?

Song · Pan Xibai

In front of the horse stage, under the flower-picking fence, ask Suihua, or Chongjiu.Just returned, the green color of Nanshan is still the same.The curtain was listening to the wind and rain last night, but it didn't seem like it was coming.A piece of Song Yu's feelings, very Wei Lang thin.

Red cornel, air to wine.The anvil moves slightly cold, secretly deceiving the sleeves.There is not much autumn, and the lotus and willow have long been defeated.Forced to adjust the brim of the hat to the side, and once scratched his head at Xiang and Tianya.A few memories, the motherland, the sea bass, the geese before the frost.