Born short-lived

The Xiangshenglingjian that was at hand made a muffled sound, Dong Sheng raised his hand and pressed him: "It's okay, I had a dream."

Wrapped in the quilt, he turned over, only to find that his back was already dripping with sweat, and the soaked underwear stuck to his back stickily.Dong Sheng was tossing and turning on the bed covered in sweat. If he had baked pancakes, the skin would be crispy by now.

Still can't sleep.

He resigned himself to lying on his back on the bed, let out a long breath, touched his forehead, and ended up touching the water in his hand.

Where did you sweat so much in March?

Dong Sheng couldn't bear it anymore and sat up, took off his underwear in three steps, and then got into the quilt naked.

Ever since he came back from Sri Lanka, he has often had such weird dreams. In every dream, there will be a person covered in fire looking at him as before.But it was obviously something that he didn't understand, but every time he saw it, he felt very sad and felt tight in his chest.

Dong Sheng couldn't sleep well in his dreams at night, but he became more and more drowsy. Almost every time he was not called, he would sleep in a daze until the next morning.This problem probably only came back after returning from Silan. He thought maybe it was too tense before, but now he loosened up a little bit, and his whole body became uncontrollable.

So I didn't care too much.

When he was about to fall asleep again, he was still trying to think about how to get up early tomorrow morning, so he vaguely called to the past life: "Wake me up at Chenshi tomorrow morning..."

The reincarnation who was bored in the spirit sword didn't respond to him, and when he saw the man's thinner sleeping face from the spirit sword through the black jade bead, a familiar feeling crept into his heart, and he couldn't say a word. Can't tell either.

He thought, forget it, let him wake up naturally.

So the next morning, the past life was unreliable.

Facts have proved that there is a saying that it is better to wake up early than to wake up coincidentally. Not long after Dong Sheng woke up, before he had time to complain about his death, he was hit on the forehead by an imperial decree.

"Your Majesty summoned His Royal Highness—"

Dong Sheng rubbed his extremely sore eyebrows painfully.

Early spring hadn't fully recovered, and it was impossible to sleep shirtless at night. Dong Sheng was sweating and still shirtless, so he caught the wind and cold early in the morning.

For a person like him who hasn't had a cold for many years, when he catches a cold unexpectedly, the symptoms are especially severe.Dong Sheng felt a burning pain in his throat as if it had been scorched by fire, and his head hurt like it was going to explode.

Dong Sheng dragged his legs and feet that seemed to be filled with lead to go up, every step felt weak like stepping on cotton.

Hundreds of civil and military officials gathered in the Jinluan Hall. Zhang Lunian was kneeling upright in the middle of the hall like Dou E crying in court. Beside him was kneeling another man wrapped in a black robe. Dong Sheng only looked at it from the back. He suddenly recognized who it was, and his heart choked up.

The empress sat on the dragon chair with an irritable face, tapping the gold-plated dragon head armrest with her hands.

Zhang Lunian glanced at Dong Sheng who had just arrived, and tears poured out as if the floodgates had been opened to release the flood. He knocked his head on the ground with an earth-shattering "bang", and wailed like a bell, "Your Majesty—"

The empress had a headache, and said impatiently: "Speak up if you have something to say, I'm not dead yet."

Zhang Lunian cried like a mourning concubine, his head banged loudly: "I...you dare to be bold! Join the Eastern Palace to collude with the enemy..."

Jiang Kun felt a headache when he heard it, and glared at him sadly and angrily. Suddenly, he seemed to feel that there was no need, so he rolled his eyes as if giving up, and turned around slightly, not wanting to look at him.

The queen was really furious, she slapped the case table, and roared with rounded eyes: "Bold! Who gave you the courage?! That's my prince! How can you let you slander me like this?!"

Zhang Lunian was sobbing, very ugly, and grabbed his head and said: "Your Majesty... the prince is the heir apparent, how dare I speak nonsense?! A few days ago, I led an order to investigate and deal with the entry of black flags, so I got something by chance. ..."

The man in black robe beside him raised his head slightly, revealing a wrinkled face.

That is the sacrifice of the black flag.

The old priest still glanced at him vaguely, and Dong Sheng clearly saw a smile on the corner of the old priest's mouth.

Dong Sheng's eyelids twitched.

This old priest can actually speak Huaxu Jin Wen. Although the pronunciation of the enunciation is very poor, it can still be heard clearly: "Meet Your Majesty the Emperor..."

"Who is this?" The queen raised her eyebrows and looked at Zhang Lunian.

Zhang Lunian replied tremblingly: "The sacrifice of the Black Banner."

The queen raised her eyebrows: "How dare you bring the remnants of the enemy army to my golden palace?"

When the old priest heard this, he rushed to grab the ground with his head. It was hard for him to stroke his tongue so neatly. Jin Wen, who had been stuttering before, jumped out like a marble: "Your Majesty... the sinner offends you!" In the country, sin deserves death, but the sinner has a plea before he dies."

The old priest wailed; "I beg His Royal Highness to return the holy sword of our clan!"

Dong Sheng had a bad premonition in his heart, and felt that his brain, which was already in pain, was about to fall.

All the censors in the court hall were already chattering, Yan Yushi lost the chatter between Chen Yushi and him, so he rushed out: "Why did you say that?!"

Queen: "Why is your holy sword in the prince's place?"

Dong Sheng: "Reporting to Your Majesty, the two armies were facing each other at a critical moment. In order to defend the city, my son sent his subordinates to steal the black flag holy sword to disrupt the army's morale."

Some generals in the court retorted: "What's the situation in front of the two armies? Your Highness, don't make jokes. Your Majesty has never seen the battlefield. The last general has seen it. How easy is it to sneak into the enemy's camp before the battle?! What can I do for you?" Stealing the Holy Sword? Your Highness, your subordinate, don’t you have superhuman powers?”

Before the Queen could speak, the priest looked at Dong Sheng with a face full of disbelief: "Why did His Royal Highness make such a statement? It was clearly agreed between you and me at the beginning, and we secretly handed over the holy sword to you, and you left my family and Ah Take a life."

Dong Sheng: "Presumptuous! I, Huaxu Chaotang, allow you to talk nonsense like this?! When did Gu have such an agreement with you?! The Aka of your ministry has already sunk to the bottom of the Lan River. Could it be that the priest has not slept yet? wake up?"

At this time, Jiang Kun also stepped in, fearing that the world would not be chaotic and shouted; "Bold and crazy thief, do you know what you are talking about?! You are slandering my prince and you for collusion. ?!"

The old priest kowtowed and said, "Your Highness, don't you remember? Your Highness spared the life of our family, Aka. Your Highness Akato's blessing is now recuperating."

The queen sneered: "Not to mention whether Nuyur is dead or alive, why does my Sheng'er want your holy sword? He doesn't believe in your god Dantuo."

Jiang Kun: "What Your Majesty said is true, I am a majestic Huaxu Huaxu Crown Prince, once I become a prince, how can I be so rare about your witchcraft?!"

Zhang Lunian said with a mournful face, "Master Shoufu doesn't know something!"

Dong Sheng's face was flushed, his eyes were dizzy for a while, and he almost guessed what the old priest was going to say next.

Sure enough, the old priest said tremblingly: "Why does His Highness want our holy sword, let His Highness take it out and see."

The queen's face darkened: "Dong Sheng, what's going on?"

Dong Sheng Kabai's lips trembled, his brain ached and swollen, and it felt like a ball of paste, which choked his tongue, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

Before he died, he would never have imagined that what was wrapped in the holy clay sword turned out to be the legendary Vulcan sword Huozheng, the head of the broken Tiangang Lingwu.If you tell someone that Hei Ling doesn't want Huo Zheng, the leader of Tiangang Lingwu, it's as unbelievable as a dog saying that he will never eat meat again.

The queen's face became more and more ugly: "Sheng'er?"

To them, Dong Sheng's silence for a moment was like a fly seeing the carrion and rushing to snatch it.

Yan Yushi blew his beard and stared: "Why doesn't His Royal Highness speak a word? Could it be that there is some unspeakable secret?!"

Zhang Lunian also seized the opportunity and said: "If His Royal Highness really has a clear conscience, then take out the holy sword and show it to everyone!"

Dong Sheng thought about it with a headache, when he sent Xiangsheng to steal the sword, he didn't tell anyone, and everyone only saw a man dressed as a black flag holding the holy sword on the city wall to offer it to him——that situation was matched by Zhang Lu What kind of effect will the false accusation of Nian and Lao priests have?

It is simply "the ironclad evidence" in capital letters.

As for what it means to be pushed by the wall and everyone pushes it, Dong Sheng finally realized that when people are unlucky, even drinking water will be stuffed between their teeth, so what they are afraid of will happen.At one moment Dong Sheng was thinking that if the situation at that time was known, he might be misunderstood, but in the next moment a general stepped forward.

The general looked at Dong Sheng, then at Jiang Kun, and said: "Your Majesty, the last general has indeed heard that when the two armies were facing each other, there were black flag soldiers presenting the holy sword to His Highness the Crown Prince in the city."

Dong Sheng felt pain and dizziness in his head, his whole body was shivering and cold, and a thin layer of cold sweat oozed from the corner of his forehead.

The queen's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and she asked in a deep voice, "Dong Sheng, what's going on?"

Dong Sheng closed his eyes, took a long breath, and said with a sigh: "Your Majesty..."

Dong Sheng tried his best to gather his mind, and thought about countless ways in his mind. Finally, he turned his head, took a deep breath, and said loudly to the servant of the East Palace outside the hall: "Go and get the holy sword and the past life!"

All of a sudden, the hall fell silent. Some people stared at each other, and naturally some people clasped their hands to watch the show.The East Palace is some distance away from the main hall, and it took a long time for the servants to go there.

The empress leaned back slightly on the back of the dragon chair, and slowly breathed a sigh of relief. The unnamed karma that had been aroused just now also calmed down a little. She supported her forehead with one hand, and started Intentionally or unintentionally, he tapped the faucet on the armrest.

It was almost half a stick of incense before the valet arrived with a sword and a long box, and hurriedly sent them to the hall with his head bowed.

Dong Sheng just took a step, and his head fell down from dizziness.He tried his best to stabilize his figure, and walked up to the valet pretending to be nonchalant.

No matter how carefully the queen raises her son, she is her own mother after all. Others may not notice it, but she still finds that Dong Sheng's complexion is very wrong. There is an abnormal flush on his face, and his lips are white and flawless. colored.

Dong Sheng placed the long box on the queen's desk with both hands under the eyes of all kinds.

The queen glanced at him, reached out and opened the box.

Inside the wooden box lay a long bronze sword that had been broken into several sections. The black jade beads inlaid on the hilt were nowhere to be found, but the word "Huozheng" engraved on the sword could be clearly seen.

It is undoubtedly the Vulcan sword, the leader of Tiangang Lingwu.

The empress closed the box solemnly, but she did not see the anger that was almost overflowing just now, she only asked in a deep voice: "What's going on?"

Jiang Kun glanced at him in astonishment, apparently he did not expect the prince to take out the sword so decisively, and didn't know what was going on behind him for a while, so he chose to shut up very carefully.

Of course, not everyone judged the situation in this way, and that Yan Yushi was the first to bear the brunt.

The old shit-stirring stick surnamed Yan immediately started to stir up: "This... this, could it be true?! His Royal Highness, what is going on? Could it be that His Highness is really interested in this ancient thing? A pact with the enemy?!"

The empress's forehead was throbbing with veins, and she twitched the corner of her mouth with great effort: "Yan Yushi..."

Jiang Kun gave Yan Yushi a hard look, and signaled him to shut up quickly—unfortunately, he forgot about Zhang Lunian.

As soon as Zhang Lunian saw that someone had opened the door for him, he hurriedly hit the iron while the iron was hot and said: "Your Majesty! This is the ironclad evidence! I hope His Majesty will ask His Royal Highness the Prince to give me Hua Xu an explanation, so as to show me the iron law of Hua Xu! "

The empress sneered: "Zhang Qing, when will I decide the law of Dahuaxu?"

Zhang Lunian was awakened by this sentence, and was so frightened that he sweated profusely, his back felt cold, and hurriedly crawled to the ground: "Wei... I dare not..."

The queen finished blocking Zhang Lunian's mouth, then raised her eyebrows at Dong Sheng and said, "Dong Sheng, tell me?"

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