Yichun Ji: Years Voiceless

Chapter 27 "Hidden Heroes" (Twelve)

"Zhang'er, why would you rather do what you don't want to do, and save the lives of those old stubborn people, they obviously killed you." Luan Yu lay lazily on the brocade couch, holding the soft and silky long hair in his arms. A strand of hair tugged out and was gently entangled with the fingertips.

Qianying followed him to fiddle with her hair without being annoyed, she found a comfortable position and leaned against Luan Yu's arms. In the early spring when the weather was getting warmer, the gentle light made Qianying unable to bear the spring sleepiness. He also had a lazy low voice: "I'm not for them, I'm for my brother."

Hearing him mentioning himself, Luan Yu suddenly became interested, stopped playing with his hair, put his arms around Qianying's shoulders and leaned over, put his cheek against Qianying's delicate face, and asked affectionately: "For what?" Me? How do you say that?"

Qianying's cheeks were itchy because of Luan Yu's unshaved beard, and she couldn't help but struggled to escape his embrace. Luan Yu was a little annoyed by his action, and hugged him even tighter in anger, even Rubbing Qianying's neck with the stubble maliciously, Qianying laughed unbearably itchy: "Haha, brother, stop making trouble, itchy..."

After Luan Yu rubbed enough, he calmed down a little, but he still said in that aggrieved tone: "Then tell me, why is it for me." Qianying laughed until tears came out, calmed down and panted Said: "You are still able to sit firmly on the throne of the emperor of Yongqi Kingdom. Why don't you have civil and military officials guarding the world for you? If you kill loyal ministers and good generals because of private anger, who will guard this country for you?"

Hearing Qianying's words, Luan Yu's heart was very soft, it turned out that this person was so considerate of him, Luan Yu leaned towards Qianying's lips and kissed lightly, and said slowly: "Then you know, for you , I would rather not have this throne than this country."

Qianying sighed helplessly and said: "An emperor who has lost the throne will inevitably be jealous and oppressed by others, and even his life will be lost. I don't want you to fall into that situation..." Luan Yu saw his sad expression , feeling pain in his heart, thinking of making a joke to ease the melancholy atmosphere: "If those stubborn old men are urging me to be a concubine, do you think I should or shouldn't?"

Luan Yu wanted to see him jealous, but unexpectedly, Qianying's eyes were heavy, and he said very seriously: "Then it's done, if the emperor wants to stabilize the court, how can he have no heirs..." When Luan Yu heard this, his heart was drenched with cold water, and he was indescribably depressed. He couldn't help sullenly saying: "I don't want anyone else! In my life, Luan Yu only needs Zhang Er!"

Qianying frowned, and was about to say: "I..." Luan Yu sealed her lips before she finished speaking, and there was another lingering lingering...

Since then, Luan Yu went to court on time every day, but he still ignored Qianying's persuasion and insisted on bringing him to court together and sitting on the throne together.All the officials under the seat had complex expressions, looking unkindly at Qianying, who was "flirtatious and harmful to the country", but dared to be angry and dare not speak out.

The officials also discovered a major event. King Yongqi's body gradually became weaker, and even his face became more depressed. The black and blue under his eyes became more and more serious day by day. It must be the evil of that monster!

On the surface, the monarch and his ministers were in harmony, but in fact they each had their own agendas. They finished the morning court tremblingly, and Luan Yu shouted "retire from the court" in a hypocritical tone, which ended the torment.

Luan Yu firmly held Qianying's hand, and walked towards the back garden intimately as usual. This should have been a harmonious and warm atmosphere, but was broken by Qianying's words: "Brother...you My body can no longer bear my cold poison, if this continues, I'm afraid..."

Seeing Qianying's frowning and worried expression, Luan Yu smiled happily and said, "What are you afraid of? I've already lost you once, and I can't lose you again. Life and death are up to me, as long as I live Day, I will accompany you for a day, don’t think about anything else. Zhang’er, don’t you want to eat Chen Jinji’s sweet-scented osmanthus cake? How about it......"

Luan Yu was excitedly talking to the side, but Qianying remained silent. He secretly chewed on the words "life and death", but the shackles in his heart became heavier...