Are you hungry for the throne?

Han Shan's face turned pale after hearing this, and he suddenly understood.It is useless to say this now.

If it was said before Da Sima came in, Da Sima's premeditated plan had not been revealed at that time.Then if he said it, it would be considered as a real dream to get what happened later.But after Da Sima left, there was a kind of...

A sort of……

Han Shan gritted his teeth and wanted to stand up, but sat back because of the severe pain in his leg.After all this tossing, my face turned red.No, it's not that he was fooling around, it's written like this in history.He has to make the beauty emperor believe him!He looked at the cold-faced emperor, and said in a trembling voice:

"Your Majesty is definitely not from King An. Your Majesty must trust you. King An and King An not only put an end to the chaos, but also hung the corpses of the eunuchs on the city wall. You really are not from King An, really. This is what I dreamed of."

Han Shan's hand holding the low table trembled slightly, he wanted to live.At this moment, he really hoped that the next development would coincide with history, so that... he would become much more useful.Wanting this, Han Shan couldn't help but add two sentences:

"King An, King An has always looked down on the little minister, and the little minister can't possibly belong to King An~"

There was a little grievance in Han Shan's voice. He was selling miserably, but it was also true.Wang An did not like him, although he didn't know why.This pretending to cry is slowly replaced by real emotions, why does Yan Wangye always let him hammer it alone?

The choking voice froze, and Han Shan suddenly turned pale with shock.

Wocao, Wang An won't take a fancy to this handsome skin, will he?

Yuan Qi took into account the change in Han Shan's expression, he naturally knew that Han Shan was not from Anyuan, after all he had tried it.But...the dream Han Shan mentioned is still strange.

According to Han Shan, has Da Sima's strategy still failed?A dark light flashed in Yuan Qi's black eyes, will Liu Qing die?So, how did Anyuan deal with it?

He gave a low "um", as if he believed Han Shan's words.After that, Yuan Qi continued to ask:

"What else did you dream about?"

Han Shan's heart relaxed and then tightened immediately, his fingers trembling slightly trying to recall.This is an opportunity to prove that his dream is real, he must think about something big, something useful.

Thinking about it this way, Han Shan couldn't help but blame Da Sima again.It turned out that the Ancheng Rebellion was caused by this person, a salted fish who hadn't been around for a few days...

Han Shan's eyes brightened, Da Sima!He knew what to say next!

Han Shan raised his head and said to the beautiful emperor with a trembling voice:

"Xiaochen also dreamed that in the future, Da Sima will no longer be there, and he will not have this official position."

Yuan Qi paused for a while when reaching out to the wooden plate, and then picked up another one.His eyes became colder, but not at Han Shan.If Anyuan really put an end to the Ancheng Rebellion, then the official position of Da Sima should indeed disappear.

He threw the melon seeds back into the wooden tray, so that he could no longer tell which one he picked up.

He looked up at Han Shan and said:

"You are very good. When you recover from your injuries in the future, just stay by Gu's side."

……

Han Shan was helped out of the house almost floating, and then secretly sent back to his courtyard.If he knew that he would win the favor of the beauty emperor by saying this, he should have said it the first time he had an audience!Why do you still enter the Ministry of Industry, what kind of training do you still have to suffer!Then he would be the emperor's adviser directly!What kind of leg is broken!

As for Da Sima, he was well aware of the taboos of the Tian family, and after discussing with the two of them, he went to the courtyard of the new emperor to report everything in detail.

Afraid of long nights and more dreams, Xitar Antu felt that he would do it tomorrow, and the new emperor agreed.Because of his words, many people in Ancheng don't want to sleep tonight.

After Da Sima left, Ancheng prefect Liu Qing slumped on the table.The master secretary Xing Zheng got up to serve tea for the prefect, but he was pulled by the wrist.

Liu Qing was sweating profusely, and his lips trembled a little.He looked at the master with a peaceful expression, feeling sad in his heart.Xing Zheng must not understand what the killing of An Wangdun this time means to them.

He took Xing Zheng's hand with great force:

"It must be properly arranged, and it must be killed. Otherwise, otherwise—"

Liu Qing firmly held Xing Zheng's hand, and was relieved to see Xing Zheng's sinking expression.From this point of view, Xing Zheng is not hopeless.

If they couldn't kill King An, they would be the ones who died.Even if King An doesn't kill them, His Majesty will kill them to protect himself.

Violence flashed in Xing Zheng's eyes, he leaned close to Liu Qing's ear, and said in a low voice:

"My lord, we can take advantage of the chaos to arrest the person who plotted... [ke——]"

Xing Zheng made a gesture of wiping his neck...

Ancheng prefect Liu Qing was taken aback for a moment, then met Xing Zheng's eyes.Immediately, the panic in his eyes gradually calmed down, and Li Se also climbed up the rock.He and Xing Zheng looked at each other, tacit understanding.

How much effort he has put in for the people and Ancheng over the years, this Sitara Antu actually wants to use him to get rid of King An.If this matter is successful, Antu will become a great hero.If he lost, he would not be able to implicate Na Antu.

Really!good!count!seek!

Thinking of the 40 private soldiers behind King An, Liu Qing's scalp became numb again.He still felt that something was wrong, and at this time, there was no one else to discuss with him except Xing Zheng.

"King An has many private soldiers, if he dies, how can we get out?"

As Liu Qing said this, his complexion began to turn pale, and Xing Zheng's complexion became even more gloomy.Although Da Sima said that once King An died, the crowd below would be leaderless.

But if those people target An Cheng... against them... will His Majesty help them?Or will they be pushed out to offset the anger of Wang An's remaining party?

Xing Zheng grabbed the eunuch's wrist with his backhand, his voice lowered:

"If they are aggressive at that time, we can only follow their wishes - the opposite!"

Xing Zheng gritted his teeth for the last two words.This rebellion will be against the entire Great Moon.So it's not a last resort...

He looked at the flustered prefect, and his voice was a little calmer:

"Don't worry about the prefect. Ancheng is easy to defend but difficult to attack. It is not so easy to be captured."

When Liu Qing, the prefect of Ancheng, heard this, he couldn't help holding Xing Zheng's hand with both hands, his eyes were full of approval and emotion.When Xing Zheng wanted to strengthen the city wall and build defenses, he tried his best to stop it.Now it seems that it is a rainy day!

In this way, Liu Qing calmed down a lot.But in his heart he still hoped that after killing King An, he would not be pushed to take the blame. He really had no intention of rebelling.

Liu Qing gritted his teeth with hatred when he thought of the various benefits promised by Da Sima in the future.These have to be taken with one's life!He whispered to Xing Zheng:

"Even if King An doesn't die, Sitara won't be able to stay."

As for those benefits, let Sitara Antu go underground and enjoy them by himself!

This night, the heavy snow is still there.But, how many people really sleep peacefully?

In King An's courtyard, candles are brightly lit by the windows.King An was wearing a black cloak and sitting by the window, the window was wide open, and snowflakes drifted in.White snow, black hair, condensed crystal drops of water.

This evil man is propping up the window sill with one hand, and carrying the flagon with the other.An Yuan hooked his lips, his face was whiter than snow, and even more colorful.

The surroundings of the courtyard are quiet, there is no sound of footsteps, and there will be no footprints.Wang An came to Ancheng this time, as if he really didn't bring anything with him.

The jug was raised, the strong wine entered his throat, and an expression of joy appeared on An Yuan's face.

The night gradually deepened, and the candles in the villa were almost extinguished.The rising sun first appeared, illuminating the silver-clad Ancheng.The snow that lasted for half a month has stopped, and the sky...is also clear.

It was already bright day, and the servant was watching from outside King An's courtyard.He didn't dare to go in because King An didn't want anyone to serve him.And Wang An didn't come out, so he had to wait.

The sun shone brightly on the snow.The little waiter didn't dare to look at Xue for too long, and could only look at the clothes and shoes for a while, so as not to damage his eyes.

The wind and snow disappeared, the sun came out, and the whole Ancheng seemed to be getting warmer.And King An's room was finally opened.

King An, who was wearing a black cloak, came out, the corners of his lips curled up slightly and his peach eyes darkened when he saw the little waiter who was watching.The demon in the painting is nothing more than that.

Before he could walk over, the little servant quickly stepped forward.He bowed to King An, and then said:

"Your Majesty asked Xiao Nu to invite King An, saying that he was going to see Ancheng's military equipment today."

arms?

With white snow and a black cloak, he is like a black spot in the vast expanse of white, but also like a black evil eroding the vast land.

The sunlight seemed to melt this person here.

The corners of Wang An's eyes were slightly curved, and his slack peach eyes did not show any emotion.He walked around the courtyard as if he was in a good mood, and then stopped at the gate of the courtyard.Immediately, he raised his eyes and looked into the distance.

Armament?Heh——then Liu Qing would be willing to let him see the military equipment?

"lead the way."

A hoarse and dangerous voice sounded, and the little servant who was behind Wang An shivered and hurried forward to lead the way.They headed towards the residence of the new emperor, and then went to see the so-called "armament" together.

In the courtyard of the new emperor, Da Sima, the prefect of Ancheng and others were already waiting in the courtyard.In order not to make King An suspicious, all the courtiers at the banquet yesterday were here.It can be seen that in order to lure Anyuan to take the bait, Sitara Antu deliberately sacrificed some of the people present.And with the character of this big Sima, in order to prevent things from being revealed in the future, even the part that survived temporarily could not reach the capital.

Da Sima, Liu Qing and the others looked haggard, but their eyes were bright.However, they stood in the courtyard, their legs and feet were numb, and they waited for King An.

Let the demon-like person approach slowly, and the small voices of conversations in the courtyard also disappeared.Everyone lowered their heads, not wanting to meet Wang An's eyes, nor to attract Wang An's attention.

At this time, the door of Xindi's room also opened.The door curtain was lifted, and the new emperor, who was also wearing a black cloak, came out.The same style, the same color, completely different momentum, the two look at each other.

Anyuan's brows and eyes were stained with a smile, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.When others saluted, he still stood firmly with his arms folded.At this moment, Wang An stood beside the courtyard gate, melting into the halo.The new emperor stood under the eaves of the house, half of his body dark.

I saw that King An yawned against the sun, as if he hadn't woken up yet.The face under the black cloak seemed to be whiter, and the shadow of the new emperor was reflected in the moist peach eyes.

He said:

"The minister is not around His Majesty, was Your Majesty sleepless last night?"

With a smile in Wang An's words, he said this extremely ambiguously.So ambiguous... Liu Qing, who didn't know the relationship between the two very well, changed his face.

Today, the new emperor's cold eyes seemed to be a little deeper. He first asked the ministers to stand up, and then said to King An:

"Did King An sleep well last night?"

Yuan Qi got the news from the dark guard that An Yuan drank late into the night facing the gloomy sky, seemingly unaware of the coming danger.Similarly, Anyuan did not intend to inquire about Ancheng's movements, and no one entered Anyuan's courtyard.

So……

Can Anyuan like this really "put down the chaos"?

When Wang An heard the new emperor questioning him, his smile deepened.His gaze swept over the ministers standing on both sides, and the tip of his teeth, which were slightly parted, seemed to be glowing coldly.

His voice was a little higher, and he curled the fluff on the side of his collar with his fingers, and said casually:

"Flies and mosquitoes are wandering around in this king's territory. How can I sleep well? Don't you think so? Master Liu"

As An Yuan said this, his eyes seemed to have a cold light and shot at Ancheng prefect Liu Qing.

The author has something to say: [Continuation of Chapter 42]

"What does Your Majesty want?" An Yuan asked, at the same time surprised at Yuan Qi's initiative.

After all, in the past, Yuan Qi would either be silent or forced to accept.This person never takes the initiative to do anything, he always looks... Thinking of this, the corners of An Yuan's mouth curled up slightly.

A look of reluctance, but had to accept.

"If I answer, King An will regret it."

As Yuan Qi said so, his finger had already reached An Yuan's shoulder.Sitting by his bed like this, she even asked him what he was doing.

Anyuan's temper is hard, but his skin is soft.Yuan Qi's fingers covered it, and the temperature of the skin at that place had already risen.

A pair of eyes slowly began to become dangerous, staring at that place without looking away.It seems to be attracted by the skin of that spot, and it seems... only dare to stare at that spot, not daring to look elsewhere.

It's like... playing yourself into it.

He could see Anyuan's rolling Adam's apple, but he didn't look into Anyuan's eyes.

Yuan Qi lowered his head, opened his mouth, and bit.

Dark, soft sucking sound.

It seems that someone... hurts.

Along with this sound, there seemed to be another sigh.Compared with the sound of inhaling, this sound is like a hallucination.It seems to have appeared, and it seems to be a conjecture in the mind.

The slightly aggravated breathing sound, even if you don't look at it, the picture will appear in your mind.

It was as if a door had been opened.

____________ (Little Theater)

An Yuan: Speak softly!

Yuan Qi: The picture does not allow descriptions, just take a bite and enjoy the experience.

Yuan Qi sighed: It would be great if it was an ABO article, and you can mark it.

An Yuan: pia!

On the second day, Sanbao hesitated and asked: Your Majesty, what is your face?

Yuan Qi replied calmly: Oh, I slapped mosquitoes.

Sambo has an expression of "so it is" on the surface, and complains in his heart: what a big king mosquito

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