I didn't expect you to be such a white moonlight

"I don't know, but I may know the reason why His Majesty does not allow me to interrogate Wen Renzhe in person."

"you……"

Emperor Anping was about to yell, but saw the door of the imperial study suddenly opened, and a tall figure broke in, "Ji Huaimo!"

"Your Highness..." Ji Huaimo was stunned, why did An Qinyang suddenly appear here?

Could it be that all this is a trap?

He turned back to look at Emperor Anping, and sure enough he saw him as if he had seen a savior, "Yang'er, you are here! Look, this is the person you are optimistic about! What has he forced your father into? The next step Are you going to rebel?"

Rebellion, such a heartbreaking speech.

But Ji Huaimo doesn't care, what he cares about is what the person outside the house thinks of him.

He murmured: "Didn't you go to sacrifice to heaven?"

"If I don't come back, will I not be able to see this scene? Ji Huaimo, you have disappointed me so much." An Qinyang's eyes were filled with dead silence, and Ji Huaimo's heart ached when he saw it.

"It's not like this...I came to persuade him to give the refugees a way out, but your father is stubborn."

"You are bold!"

With a "slap", a slap slapped Ji Huaimo's face, knocking his head off, "Your Highness, what's wrong with you? Are you trying to break up with me?"

"Bengong and you, what kindness...what righteousness..." An Qinyang almost gritted his teeth and squeezed out such a sentence, and then turned his eyes away from him.

Ji Huaimo laughed bleakly a few times, "Okay... I'm just pretending to be sentimental."

Afterwards, he looked at Emperor Anping, "Your Majesty, I don't know how to deal with my rebellious minister?"

At this time, Emperor Anping's face had returned to normal, and he returned to his previous calmness. He pondered for a while and said: "You are right, I really can't kill you myself, but I can still hire others to kill you. You have a posthumous title, and you were buried as a first-rank official, no one will say anything wrong with me, it will only be a pity that Ji Taiwei died young, and heaven is jealous of talents."

"Your Majesty is right, it seems that the assassination in the alley was also done by you."

"That's right. So how is Ai Qing going to investigate? Find out about Zhen's body, and then announce it to the world?" Emperor Anping's face was completely distorted at this time.

An Qinyang seemed to be a little out of breath, he found a place to sit down, he had already taken care of the dispute between his father and Ji Huaimo flawlessly, and tugged at his collar irritably.The sensitive Ji Huaimo naturally noticed the situation there, he wanted to go there, but he had some scruples.

An Qinyang noticed his gaze and gave him a cold, emotionless gaze.It was this look that completely hurt Ji Huaimo, he snorted again, turned around and walked away, no longer looking at the father and son behind him.

From then on, the news that the prince and the Taiwei had completely turned against each other came out from the palace again.What's more, the good news was spread so miraculously that in the end even the story of the Prince's ruthless crossing of the river and demolition of the bridge, and Ji Taiwei's late-night drinking to relieve his sorrows all spread out.

At this time, the protagonists in the story are cuddling together and talking to each other.

An Qinyang held Ji Huaimo in his arms, and carefully applied medicine to his face.He took out a little cold ointment with his index finger, and applied it on Ji Huaimo's face with extreme gentleness. After applying it for a while, he asked, "Does it hurt?"

Ji Huaimo was not hypocritical, and said bluntly, "It really hurts. You are merciless."

I knew that An Qinyang was ruthless, but I didn't expect it to be so ruthless. Of course, he didn't mean to blame him at all when he said this, just teasing.

"I'm sorry." But An Qinyang blamed himself very much now, wishing that he was the one who got slapped.

"Okay, don't blame yourself, huh?" Ji Huaimo hugged An Qinyang instead, buried his head in his arms and rubbed.

"By the way, we worked so hard, in the end, will your father believe it or not?"

"Probably believed."

"What is probably?"

"Father is an unfathomable person, I can't see what he is thinking."

"You mean...he might be acting with us too?"

"do not know."

"Is there anything else you don't know?"

"..." An Qinyang was silent, he really didn't know.Otherwise, it would be impossible to plan for so many years without enough ability to overthrow him.

Emperor Anping is terrible.How scary is it?He did not go to court for more than half a year, but he was able to hold power firmly in his own hands.What's really scary about him is that he has integrated acting into his life, his flesh and blood.

He is used to wearing all kinds of masks. Sometimes, even he himself doesn't know, which one is real and which one is fake?

It was also the first time Ji Huaimo heard of this, and he couldn't help but widen his eyes in surprise.

"Then... what we did today is not..."

"Don't be nervous." An Qinyang held his sweaty hand tightly, "It may not be of any effect at all. After you left in the morning, the father continued to speak ill of you, and I contradicted him a few words. "

"You are so... so you are so!" Ji Huaimo's eyes lit up, and he instantly understood the joints.

"The more you don't accept the fact, the more you don't believe it, the more your father feels that his divorce plan has worked. Is that so?"

"Ah."

"So, you are still the smartest." By the way, she kissed him on the side of the cheek.

An Qinyang held his face in his hands and kissed his lips.The two stayed together for a while.

An Qinyang forced Ji Huaimo not to be distracted, but he himself was absent-minded.Because of the way ahead, he now has no idea.The final outcome may be that he died without leaving any bones, or that he ascended to the supreme throne.

As for Ji Huaimo, ever since he took over the task of marshal without hesitation and returned in victory, it meant that he had been involved in this vortex and could not get out, and could only sink with him.

After kissing for a while, the two stopped and continued to hug each other, because they knew that after tonight, they would become strangers.

"It's getting late."

"Ah."

"You should go back."

"En." Although he answered, An Qinyang didn't move.He admitted that it was the person in front of him who was reluctant to part with him for the first time in the past twenty years.

At this moment, he is not His Royal Highness the crown prince, but a miserable person who is forced to be separated from his lover.

"You don't seem to have called me my name."

"Does His Royal Highness have a sign?"

"Well, I took it myself."

"What is it? Ping Jun, remember, Ping Jun. Peaceful life, thunderbolt."

"It turns out that Pingjun is really your word."

"Ah."

"Ping Jun. I'll call you that when it's just you and me in the future."

"Ah."

"Ping Jun...Ping Jun...It sounds so nice...But, it's really getting late."

"Ah."

"Are you going?"