The princess and the lord are brothers and sisters

"no!"

Yang Meili suddenly said: "If you want to go together, if you want to stay together, I will never let the princess stay alone!"

This sound rescued Yang Yingjun from the shackles in the emperor's eyes. He took a big step back, took a deep breath to stabilize his voice, and said: "Since there is a disagreement, this matter can only be discussed later. If there is no other According to the order, Pianran begs the prince to leave first."

The emperor was silent, with a gloomy look on his face.

Yang Yingjun had a very bad premonition in his heart, he winked at Yang Meili, and the two walked out together, but before they could leave the palace, dozens of imperial guards with knives blocked the way.Yang Yingjun immediately protected his sister behind him, even though he was a weak woman who needed to be protected in the eyes of others.

"Brother..." Yang Meili called him fearfully behind him.

Yang Yingjun held her hand tightly, and looked back at the emperor who had his back to them: "Your Majesty, what do you mean?"

The emperor always turned his back to them, and said: "King Ji, if I say that if you don't hand over your military power today, I will never let you go?"

Yang Yingjun said: "Your Majesty, I advise you to think twice. If the prince makes any mistakes, the capital will inevitably fall into chaos. No one can guarantee whether the brothers from the Tiger and Leopard Camp will slaughter the city in a fit of anger."

The emperor was silent for a while, then suddenly smiled: "Once the master is successful, the bones will be exhausted. Doesn't the princess understand this truth?"

Yang Yingjun's face turned pale in an instant, and it seemed that he was going to die today.With the mentality of breaking the jar, Yang Yingjun blurted out: "You crazy thing, what qualifications do you have to be called emperor!?"

The emperor was startled, turned around very slowly, looked at Yang Yingjun with extremely terrifying eyes, as if he wanted to eat him alive: "Yang Pianran, what did you just say?"

"Damn it, just die!" Yang Yingjun spat and said, "Am I wrong? As the emperor, you are the king of a country, and the people of Liming in the world are all your people! Selfish desires, and their lives are in vain! A person like you, no matter how talented you are, how powerful your martial arts are, you are not worthy of being an emperor! At best, you are also a tyrant! But don’t forget, this world is not yours alone The world, this world belongs to the people of the world. Water can carry a boat and overturn it, and when you lose the hearts of the people one day, you may end up dead without a place to die!"

The emperor changed from his previous gentle and gentle appearance, his face was livid, and he glared at Yang Yingjun who was uttering wild words like a ghost, gritted his teeth and said with a smile: "What a powerful mouth! Yang Pianran, I will give you another chance, as long as You obediently come to Zhen's side, and your disrespectful words just now will be written off. When I take down King Ji, I will make you queen."

Yang Yingjun almost got mad and scolded "Get out of here", but luckily he braked rationally in time.The wavering on his face made the emperor's ugly expression slightly better: "I promise you, from now on, you will be the only one in my heart."

Yang Yingjun asked suspiciously, "Really?"

The emperor looked at her, his gaze had never been hotter than before, and said word by word: "You are not joking."

"it is good!"

Yang Yingjun let go of her beautiful hand, turned around and hugged her, leaned his head gently on her shoulder, and said, "My lord, I'm sorry for you, please don't blame me." He lowered his voice and whispered in her ear. He said, "Let's go while you're in trouble!" Then, he took a deep look at his sister, turned around and strode towards the emperor with an indescribably tragic back.

Seeing the concubine walking towards him, the emperor's face appeared in a trance as if he was in a dream, and this change was only in a flash——Yang Yingjun pulled out his hairpin with lightning speed and pressed it against the emperor's throat , rushed to the imperial guards who came over and said: "Stand back! Otherwise I will kill him!"

All the imperial guards froze, not daring to act rashly.

A trace of sadness flashed across his eyes quickly, as if it was just an illusion, the emperor returned to his former appearance, completely indifferent to his situation, and smiled without changing his expression: "Yang Pianran, have you ever killed anyone?"

Yang Yingjun pretended to be calm and said: "No, but there is always a first time in everything. I can kill an emperor the first time I kill someone, and this life is not in vain."

The emperor laughed out loud as if he had heard some joke. When his Adam's apple vibrated, it rubbed against the tip of the hairpin, leaving some bloodstains, but he didn't care at all, looking at Yang Yingjun with even gentler eyes than before: "As expected of the one I like. Queen's Choice."

"Get out! Let me tell you, I have no interest in your queen's throne. Tell them to back off and let the prince go, otherwise..." Needless to say the threat, his subordinates exerted a little force, and the emperor's fair neck was already left behind. Wound.

The emperor turned slightly pale, but he still smiled: "It's really a deep love between husband and wife. Has the princess ever thought that what you did today is tantamount to treason, and even if the prince can leave safely, you will die."

Yang Meili's complexion changed drastically.

Yang Yingjun laughed loudly, and said, "Why are you afraid of death? Anyway, it's not like I haven't died before! I'm worth it to be buried with you, the dog emperor!"

The emperor looked at him, as if looking at his most beloved lover, his eyes were so gentle that they seemed to melt people: "If you can't sleep together in life, if you can die in the same hole, there is no pity."

"..." Yang Yingjun really had nothing to say to the emperor, and at such a time, he could still say some nasty words without changing his face. I really admire him.

Seeing that Yang Meili was still standing there dumbfounded, Yang Yingjun was almost out of breath: "Why are you acting like you're watching a show by yourself! Why don't you leave now!?"

Yang Meili's face was translucently white, and suddenly she cried "Wow". A big man cried like a child, completely ignoring the surprised eyes of others: "You...where do you want me to go? If you die In order to leave me alone in this ghost place, then I might as well die with you..."

Yang Yingjun almost knelt down: "Aren't I still dead? Stop howling! Did Wu Yao follow you into the palace? Go and ask him to save me! Hurry up!"

"late."

Before Yang Yingjun could react, the emperor had already pinched his wrist, and with just a light touch, he felt that his entire arm lost strength, and the hairpin fell to the ground with a "clang".

The emperor grabbed her waist with his long arm, dragged her into his arms, ignored her hellish expression, gave her a gentle smile, and said: "Remember, next time you want to kill someone, don't talk so much nonsense."

"elder brother!"

Yang Meili was about to rush over, and seeing that the imperial guards behind her were about to slash at her with a knife, Yang Yingjun was so frightened that he was out of his wits, and yelled sadly: "Don't! Stop!"

There was a sudden pain in the back of his neck, his eyes went dark, and Yang Yingjun lay limp in the emperor's arms, unconscious.

……

……

Boundless darkness, without a ray of light.

Young handsome.

Young handsome.

Who keeps calling in my ear?

He struggled to open his eyes, and what caught his eyes was his old sister's face, which she had seen since she was a child, and she was shouting at him with resentment: "Yang Yingjun, you pig! Get up! Didn't you say to send me to school today?" Is it? I'm going to be late!"

Yang Yingjun looked at her in a daze, sat up in a daze, and looked around in a daze.Familiar setting, familiar environment, this is the home he has lived in for 24 years, this is his doghouse-like room.

Seeing that he was still in a daze, Yang Meili picked up a slipper and threw it at him: "Still not up!?"

"Beautiful..." He called softly, afraid of waking up to something.

Yang Meili frowned and looked at him: "How?"

He opened his arms towards her: "Come here, let brother hug you."

"..." Yang Meili immediately turned around and ran away with a disgusted expression.

Yang Yingjun turned his head and looked at himself in the mirror, although his hair was messed up, but still handsome, he grinned "hehehe" and laughed.If someone came in at this time, he would definitely think he was crazy.

I'm back?I'm back in the 21st century?Or... time travel is just a dream?Wake up now?

On the way to drive Meimei to school, I couldn't restrain my inner joy, I couldn't help humming a song, and tapped my fingers on the steering wheel.The beauty sitting in the co-pilot stared at him like a ghost, then stretched out a small hand wordlessly, and touched his forehead.

"Yang Yingjun, are you alright? What's happening so early in the morning?"

Yang Yingjun said with a mysterious smile: "Beautiful, brother is in a very good mood today, just tell me what you want, brother will respond to your request today."

Yang Meili's eyes lit up: "Are you serious?"

"Of course."

Yang Meili frowned and said, "I want Jun Xiaoou!"

Yang Yingjun was taken aback: "Who is Jun Xiao, right?"

Yang Meili suddenly pointed forward: "He, Jun Xiao, please!"

Yang Yingjun took a look, and at some point in front of the car appeared a handsome man in a dragon robe. The cinnabar mole between his brows was extremely red, and the phoenix eyes slightly hanging from the corners of his eyes were staring straight at him.

"Ahhhh-"

He opened his eyes suddenly, staring blankly at the smoky veil in front of him, and heard a woman beside him say: "Your Majesty, are you awake?" Then there was a voice rushing to tell each other: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty Wangfei is awake. "

After a while, there was the sound of familiar footsteps.

Yang Yingjun sat up vigilantly and looked over, the face in the dream appeared so clearly in front of him - the emperor's face was a bit haggard, but his eyes were as gentle as ever, like a lake in spring, peaceful and peaceful.

"Are you awake? How do you feel?"

Yang Yingjun looked at him, and the memories before coma came back to his mind little by little. He quietly clutched the quilt tightly, and pretended to be calm: "Where is the prince?"

The emperor stopped by the bed and looked at him silently.

Yang Yingjun's heart was "pounding", and he repeated word by word: "Where is the prince?"

The emperor slowly lowered his eyelids, his long eyelashes cast a faint shadow on the eye sockets, making it difficult to see his expression clearly.

Yang Yingjun couldn't stop trembling all over his body: "You...killed her?"

The emperor said lightly: "What if I say yes?"

"I'll kill you!" Yang Yingjun jumped up from the bed like an arrow from the string, and rushed towards the emperor with his teeth and claws. The emperor stood on the spot and looked at him calmly, without dodging, but he was quickly held down by two palace maids. .

Looking at the undisguised hatred in her bloodshot eyes, the emperor felt as if his chest had been grabbed by something, and felt uncomfortable like never before.The image of her smiling to herself during the day flashed through her mind, with her curved eyebrows and sly eyes, like a beautiful and slippery little fox.

Yang Yingjun was pressed tightly on the bed, still struggling desperately, and found that the two maids holding him down were extremely strong. After obviously possessing martial arts, he collapsed as if he had lost his soul, and his knuckles were bruised from grabbing the mattress. Turning pale, he buried his face in the mattress, and let out a suppressed and painful cry.

The look of despair stung the emperor's eyes, the emperor said softly: "What I just said is if."

Yang Yingjun was startled, then suddenly raised his head, staring at him.

The emperor stepped forward, stretched out his hand, gently wiped away the tears on her face, and said, "He is not dead." Then he signaled to the two maids, who let go of Yang Yingjun and stepped aside.

After learning the news that his sister had died, his blank mind slowly came to life. Yang Yingjun gradually calmed down, stared at the condescending emperor, and said, "That's right, if the prince is really dead, you shouldn't have died now." At this."

The emperor raised his eyebrows: "Oh?"

"Once the prince dies, the Tiger and Leopard Camp will definitely rebel. You should be so busy that you won't be able to stand here and talk to me."

The emperor curled his mouth approvingly: "However, Bingxue is really smart."

Yang Yingjun suppressed the urge to strangle him, glared at him viciously, and said, "What about the prince? Where did you lock him up?"

The emperor lifted the hem of the dragon robe and sat down on the edge of the bed. The close distance made Yang Yingjun feel uncomfortable, and he shrank back instinctively.

"Why do you think I locked him up? You never thought that he left you and ran away alone?"

Yang Yingjun said without hesitation, "Impossible."

The emperor's eyes froze, and he said, "Why?"

"Impossible is impossible!" Yang Yingjun suddenly rushed over, grabbed his skirt with all his strength, and said ruthlessly, "Say it! Where did you lock her up? Tell me!"

With such a short distance, the faint green in the depths of the emperor's pupils gradually shattered, like waves sparkling on an ice pond.The cinnabar mole between the eyebrows suddenly approached, and Yang Yingjun was kissed before he could react.

"Huh?! Mmmmmmm..." Yang Yingjun froze for a moment, then struggled like crazy.

The emperor clasped her two thin white wrists, leaned forward slowly, deepened the kiss, and gradually pressed the person in his arms on the bed.

The oppressive feeling with a strong masculine aura made Yang Yingjun tremble with fear. No matter how hard he struggled, all the strength he put in was like being punched into cotton, and it didn't have the slightest effect.No matter how he evaded, the damn pervert still relentlessly pried open his teeth with his tongue, licked his mouth, and entangled his tongue forcefully.

There was a churning in his stomach, and Yang Yingjun suddenly gave up struggling, and a tinge of revenge flashed in his heart.

Fuck, I spit you all over!

"The Queen Mother arrives—"

The emperor jumped away, and Yang Yingjun threw himself to the bedside, and vomited violently, as if he was about to spit out bile.The emperor looked at her distressed appearance, his face was ashen, and his eyes became gloomy.