Troubled times male concubine [time travel]

[Volume [-]: The Passion of Youth - Floating Life Uninterrupted]

Chapter [-]: South Branch of Osmanthus Town

(four)

The autumn wind blows into the room, the light gauze flutters, and a little bit of coolness enters the room.

Jiang Yushu woke up, cursed in his dream, he couldn't sleep well.

He got up and went to bed, picked up the teapot and just about to pour tea, what poured out was tea leaves.

When did there not even warm tea, it was so cold in the room.

"Why did you get down?" A familiar voice sounded in my ear.

Zhao Yifeng walked over, stretched out his hand to help him onto the bed, and frowned when he touched his cold hand.

Jiang Yushu's body really needs to be warmed up. The autumn in Beili is not particularly cold, but it is hard for him.

Covering Jiang Yushu with the quilt, Zhao Yifeng started to make tea.

"Zhao Yifeng...I..." As soon as the words came out, Jiang Yushu didn't know what to say.He lowered his head, staring blankly at the quilt in a daze.

"Don't think too much, I came here because I know you can't sleep." Zhao Yifeng talked to Jiang Yushu while making tea: "This tea is rarely cooked by the king. Yushu is weak now, and the tea Yushu brewed by the king will be gone soon. "

Jiang Yushu looked up at him, and smiled faintly: "It is Qingyu's blessing to let His Majesty cook tea for Qingyu himself. Why do you dislike it?" Stretching his hand to tuck in the quilt, he spoke leisurely: "This year's autumn in Beili is very Cold." With a sound of clothes moving, Zhao Yifeng saw Jiang Yushu put on his coat, leaning against the edge of the bed and looking at him.

He is very gentle and calm, although his face is pale and fragile.But the arrogance and stubbornness between his brows could not be concealed, and there was a trace of freedom in his calmness.Just a silhouette, you can see his calm posture.

It seemed that the harm his father had done to him was annihilated into ashes and turned into flowing water, never passing through his world.

Such a man, his perseverance makes people want to pity him.

"Zhao Yifeng, let me ask you... Are you and I really cousins?"

It is normal for Jiang Yushu to be curious.Zhao Yifeng said indifferently: "No. Uncle said three words when he was dying—one is my identity, the other is your identity, and the third is the location of the military power in the Western Territory. I only found out these things recently."

When Gu Zheng died, he was stunned by what he said without warning, and his thoughts wandered for a while, so that his uncle died directly under the "Gentleman's Hidden Sword".

When Gu Wencheng and Gu Zheng went to Dongqi City to visit Zhao Yifeng, Gu Wencheng had a good impression of Jiang Yushu, because he still felt sorry for Jiang Yushu, a lonely boy.It was only at that time that he repeatedly felt that Jiang Yushu and Zhao Yifeng had similar faces, which attracted people's attention.

And Gu Qingzi, as a branch of the Gu family, and Zhao Yifeng's mother, he naturally has the right to avenge his mother's natal family, and he must know his own life experience.

He heard Jiang Yushu, who was sitting quietly on the bed, exhale a little, and smiled slightly at the place where he was: "This is probably the kindness of God."

Zhao Yifeng suddenly wanted to know: If we are really cousins ​​who share the same lineage, what will Yushu do?

The result is obvious, that is, Jiang Yushu will definitely stick to this secret, and live in the shadow of losing his child and moral condemnation, tormented and proud of the world with himself.

I couldn't help but sigh in my heart: In the world of mortals... how lucky I am to meet you...

Jiang Yushu - you are really stupid.

Seeing the curious and probing light in Jiang Yushu's eyes.Zhao Yifeng brought the tea to the side of the bed and handed the tea to him.Explain to him: "I promised you not to move him. Don't worry." Feeling unwilling: "Poor our child, it's really cheap Fifth Xiong Ye!"

"Zhao Yifeng, do you know?" Jiang Yushu hugged the cup of tea, as if asking for the last trace of warmth, the long eyelashes reflected on the handsome face made people feel distressed: "I used to know that I was poisoned by Gu, I just thought it was" The prompting of "Double Butterflies". I also suspected that the cherry blossoms between my brows..."

"After I met Luo Buqiu, he told me that I was planted with Gu poison since I was a child. I also suspected it at the time, but I just don't know when it was planted, because many of my memories are from when I was 16 years old. after……"

"But, later on, when I thought about him...it was him who caused me to be weak all those years...it left me covered in bruises, human beings, ghosts and ghosts. I was still a little scared..."

"For a while, I also told myself not to think about it, let myself be a real blind man, unable to see, just smile at life. If he didn't tell me, didn't call me back to China, I would never touch the information about my life experience. anything from..."

The gentle voice stopped suddenly, and Jiang Yushu couldn't continue.

For Jiang Yushu like this, Zhao Yifeng feels a little distressed and pity.

"Yushu, with me by your side, you can cry as much as you want. I can give you my shoulders and let you cry freely."

Jiang Yushu drank the cup of tea, looked at him with reddish eyes, and said softly, "Is it really possible?"

"En." Zhao Yifeng closed his eyes lightly, nodded and smiled at him.

"Zhao Yifeng...it's good to have you." Jiang Yushu looked at him, with a tearful smile on his red eyes.

Is that a happy smile?

Zhao Yifeng's heart ached for a while: he didn't even have a place to cry wantonly like this.Tired, tired, sleepy, but dare not cry in front of others?What kind of sadness and helplessness should this be?

Reaching out to wrap his arms around his shoulders, he embraced him.Zhao Yifeng stated a fact in his ear: "Fifth Xiongye is old and sick. Time is running out." If Zhao Yifeng doesn't do anything, he will also come to the end of his life.

Jiang Yushu leaned in his arms, put his arms around his waist, and absorbed a trace of warmth.

Zhao Yifeng held his shoulders tightly and asked nervously, "Yushu, are you afraid of death?"

"I'm not afraid." Jiang Yushu moved his shoulders and stated calmly: "You and I are people who have died many times on the battlefield. What is there to be afraid of life and death? In the vast world, all living beings are a pile of loess in the end To hide the wind and flow. The cycle of heaven, the reincarnation of all things, death is just an embellishment in the universe. The end of human beings is to return to dust."

"If there is such a day, I will definitely be with you." Zhao Yifeng quickly took his words, expressing the most sincere thoughts in his heart.Looking at the handsome face on the side of his shoulder, and his blinking eyelashes, Zhao Yifeng looked gentle.

Jiang Yushu leaned on his shoulder, looked up at him suddenly, his clear eyes were clear and gentle, with a little tenderness in his eyes, and said humorously: "I hope you can catch up with me, I won't wait for others~~"

"Yushu, you are my man, you will wait for me." He looked at him with a childlike expression of innocence and seriousness: "If Yushu walks too fast alone, how cold it would be, without me to accompany you, You won't be able to sleep."

This is - fate, but also reincarnation.

Ups and downs in it, seek a result.

Jiang Yushu's face was as white as paper, and he raised his eyes to look at his profile, quietly.

The gentle and nostalgic eyes - the next life and reunion with you, a young man in Yushu Linfeng, without you, traveling through time and space for you probably doesn't make any sense...

Feeling his scrutiny, Zhao Yifeng turned his head slightly to look at him, fixed his eyes, and stared at each other for a moment, his breathing suddenly became heavier, and he suddenly felt a little confused.Hold the slender wrist exposed under the sleeve of his red dress with his backhand.

Zhao Yifeng slowly pushed him down.

The two of them fell on the double bed.

Jiang Yushu was stunned, the strength in his hand was exhausted, and the teacup fell to the ground.

The two still don't check.

Zhao Yifeng stared into his eyes, and called affectionately and tenderly: "Yushu..."

Jiang Yushu was at a loss for what to do by his affectionate gaze, as if he was not used to this way of looking at each other, he struggled a bit, and stretched out his hand to push away the body that was pressing in front of him.

Zhao Yifeng grabbed his wrist with both hands, and immediately pressed him on the head of the bed. With a movement of his hind legs, the curtain fell, and he looked at him with burning breath: "Yushu, let's have another child..."

Jiang Yushu blinked in panic, thinking of the two lost children, he felt lingering fear. "Zhao Yifeng, I..." I don't know if this empty body can conceive again?

Seemingly understanding what he was thinking, Zhao Yifeng stretched out his hand to touch the side of his face with tenderness in his eyes. "Don't be afraid, I will definitely protect our child this time. After the matter of Bei Li is settled, how about you and I go to Jiang Guo to get married?"

He has been wandering all his life, lost all his life, just longing for a home, and he can make himself have a home, which is probably the best happiness.

Thinking of this, Jiang Yushu nodded slightly, and fixed his sharp eyes: "Zhao Yifeng, how about you and I getting married?"

Zhao Yifeng looked at him with deep and burning eyes, and asked without answering: "Have you thought about it? You know, I will fulfill what you say."

Jiang Yushu closed his eyes lightly, and the corners of his mouth had a real curve, and he remained silent.

He agreed and approved.

Then--it is worthwhile to spend a lifetime of love and righteousness as a job offer.

Overjoyed.

Zhao Yifeng was unbuttoning his inner shirt with his hands, his expression was calm and indifferent, and his face was calm.

"I'm sure you know about etiquette. Do you mind?"

Jiang Yushu stretched out his hand to hold his ten fingers tightly, with gentle eyes.

"It's just a false name. It's hard for you. I don't care about those, as long as you don't want to recruit the harem."

Zhao Yifeng paused for a while to unzip the clothes, then immediately switched to his waist, stretching out his hand to scratch.

"Can I think Yushu is jealous?"

Jiang Yushu was scratched by his warm palms repeatedly begging for mercy, and a disillusioned smile floated in the tent.

"Qingyu is a gentleman, how can you be jealous?"

Zhao Yifeng grabbed his dead point, tickled him hard, and looked at the person under him with warm eyes, so he would be jealous too?Still thought he was really made of stone?

"Yushu, don't worry, this etiquette is for you. I don't have a harem, there is only one you." Hands passed through his slender fingers, interlocking with his fingers, Zhao Yifeng leaned down and kissed him.

Jiang Yushu smiled slightly, held his palm back, closed his eyes lightly, and met his domineering hot lips.

As a result, the inner shirt fell to the ground, the autumn wind shone with shame, and the curtain shook.

There were low murmurs and groans in the tent.

The candlelight swayed, casting a spring glow in the room.

Jiang Yushu felt a cool wind blowing over his body, and couldn't help shivering.

Zhao Yifeng smiled slightly, leaned over and kissed his moist lips.

It has an indescribable taste of ignorance, with domineering, demanding, and crazy encroachment.The delicate kisses traveled all over the body, half forbearance, half eagerness, and traces of cherry blossom petals were branded on the white skin.

The delicate waist fit well with his flat stomach.

Jiang Yushu backed away from his scorching heat.

Zhao Yifeng sensed his movement and stretched out his hand to pull him gently.

"Yushu, don't be afraid." A gentle kiss moved between the neck, followed by the ears, lips and teeth.

Jiang Yushu's eyes moved slightly, with a trace of unwillingness.He turned over suddenly, leaned on Zhao Yifeng's body, and looked down at him tenderly. "You said you will give me what I want, then I want to be on it now, can you rely?"

Zhao Yifeng held his waist with both hands, and smiled: "Has Yushu thought about it?"

Jiang Yushu lowered his eyes lightly, looked at him with a blushing face, stretched out his hand to lift the hair that was hanging on his chest, and looked at him firmly with a special flair.

"Think it over. Qingyu is unwilling to be subordinate forever."

Zhao Yifeng's eyes were gentle, and the hand holding his waist was strong, and his body slid to a certain place.

Jiang Yushu was caught off guard, only to feel that a sharp knife was pierced through the back of his waist, reaching the depths of his soul.He couldn't help swinging his waist, but he couldn't move a bit. Looking down, the fiery palms held him tightly, not allowing him to escape.

"Zhao Yifeng, you..."

Zhao Yifeng leaned forward and stretched out his hand to press him against his broad chest.He whispered softly in his ear: "Yushu wants to be on top, how can he not fulfill his husband's wish? How good is this?"

"Zhao Yifeng! You are not a gentleman..."

"I am your husband, how can there be a gentleman on the bed/number/?"

"You—uh!..." Jiang Yushu was about to say something, but Zhao Yifeng ended the remaining words with a kiss.

The red waves were turned over, the gauze was flying, the limbs were entangled, and the panting continued.

This night, it was extremely presumptuous.

Outside the window, the autumn wind is bleak, and it still brings the desolation of wind and clouds.

Yinghong can't speak, and Qiufeng bullies her.

Just like spring flowers eventually turn into mud, the prosperity is still gone.

Do not know why?This autumn is very cold...

(Fives)

The first year of Jiang Guoyu's calendar, August [-]th

On this day, Beili was officially merged into the territory of Jiang Country and renamed as 'Sakura Country'.

Zhao Yifeng officially unified the two countries.This move shocked the other four countries for a while.

In an instant, the situation in the world changed again.

The flames of war are suppressed and ready to break out.

The alliance of the remaining four countries is on the rise.

The situation in the world, the five countries stand side by side!

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty! Something happened to Ying Country, something serious happened!" He Qianzhang rushed into the gate breathlessly, seeing that Jiang Yushu was not present, he took a sip of water and presented the report.

Zhao Yifeng looked at the information/news with an elusive expression.

"Your Majesty, for some reason, the son's identity as the orthodox prince of the Beili royal family has been leaked. Even the edict drafted by Fifth Xiongye and the son's identity have been spread.

Now the whole world knows it... Everyone is laughing at the young master as a 'monster', calling the young master a 'disaster for the country, a demon star, a servant of Israel', and saying that Your Majesty, you are 'cruel and bloodthirsty, contrary to ethics, unbearable to be a king. 'Originally, the ministers and noble families of the Ying Kingdom, who were submissive and peaceful, all united to ask His Majesty to restore the heir to the royal family.And in the name of 'recovering Beili, sweeping away the tyrant', they rebelled and wanted to recover Beili—”

"Hmph!' Cruel and bloodthirsty... It's against ethics... It's unbearable to be a king..." Zhao Yifeng sneered and snorted.His smile was extremely cold, but also extremely free and easy.In the blink of an eye, it is easy to change hands.

"Joke! The Fifth Xiongye is in my hands. Jiang Yushu is also by my side. I am cruel and bloodthirsty. I am against ethics. I can't be a king. So what? I can't be a king, but I can be a king! Get married The ceremony will be held as usual, and I want to see what Ying Guo can do to put her beak in front of me!"

He Qianzhang took a sip of tea and choked in his throat, swallowed with all his strength, and then said in a low voice, "The young master..."

Zhao Yifeng looked up at the chaotic cherry blossoms in the distance, and said lightly: "Don't tell Yushu about this beforehand."

"My minister obeys."

The monarch and his subjects sighed silently, knowing that this was an act of self-deception.The power in Jiang Yushu's hands should not be underestimated. We all know that Jiang Yushu is still a decent native of Yingguo, so how could he not know?

This move - do your best and obey the destiny.

He Qianzhang suddenly thought of something: "Your Majesty, if you abolish the harem system now, what about the fifth Xiyue? After all, he is the younger sister of Young Master Qingyu. This His Majesty is married to the young master, and Princess Xiyue is a woman. I can't get over my face."

Zhao Yifeng pondered for a moment, and finally waved He Qianzhang to the desk, and whispered his thoughts in his ear.

"This..." He Qianzhang's face turned pale and red, and he stammered, "Your Majesty, can this... be done?"

Zhao Yifeng nodded: "The national teacher can just ask someone to do it."

"Yes."

Looking at the memorial on the case table, he seemed to have thought of something.

"Master, come back—"

"What orders does Your Majesty have?"

"If you pass on my oral order, you can promote Yumu, Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites, to the left prime minister of Jiang Guo, in charge of literary affairs. Let's do it."

He Qianzhang hesitated: "Your Majesty, the position of Prime Minister Zuo is related to the court. Your Majesty..." Please be cautious.

Thinking of Yumu's unhesitating support when the law was promulgated, and when Yumu was the first to stand up to resist the officials when there were mixed reputations and court disputes, Zhao Yifeng instantly confirmed his thoughts.

Yumu is rigid, very stiff, and stands out from the crowd. He doesn't give face to anyone. A typical literati and pedantic, he values ​​etiquette more than life.It is equivalent to the elm representing the change of national style.Yumu had agreed to give him the strongest support at the beginning, so as to block so many disputes, he should be given the post of prime minister.

"The national teacher should ask someone to do it. He is worthy of reuse."

He Qianzhang smiled freely, thinking that he was about to assist Emperor Hongyu with Yumu, he was somewhat curious in his heart, to be able to be reused by Emperor Hongyu must be different from ordinary people.

"The minister obeys the order."

Zhao Yi looked around the hall for a week, the black clothes were broken, and the resplendent hall was particularly eye-catching.Thinking of that handsome, gentle, stubborn and proud man, he smiled slightly—my Young Master Qingyu.

"My lord, Your Majesty ordered the one who is too young, you'd better not see him."

Jiang Yushu said gently: "Brother, please do me a favor."

The guard is so embarrassed: "If His Majesty finds out—"

There was a trace of coldness in Jiang Yushu's gentle eyes, and he looked up at him.

The guard couldn't resist for a moment.His hand to unlock the lock trembled a little.

It wasn't until Jiang Yushu entered the secret room that the elder brother guard realized that his body was wet.

When he saw Wu Xiongye, he was staring at him fiercely, and he was yelling "Beili", "Royalty", and "Yitong" on his lips.

Seeing him, Fifth Xiongye immediately got up from the ground regardless of his appearance.

"Yu'er, you are here to take me away! Hurry up! I want to go back to Beili Imperial City and go to Shangjia City. I can't let Zhao Yifeng take Beili back and overthrow Beili. Also, your mother is also in the imperial city ... Yitong!"

Hearing this, Jiang Yushu frowned slightly, and said indifferently, "Are you crazy?"

Roaring back: "I am not crazy!"

Suddenly, the two fell silent.

In the cold and moldy secret room, Jiang Yushu's body is like a delicate branch of cherry blossoms, a little thin and vulnerable to the wind, and a little helpless and determined to stand against the wind.

Just like that, it blooms alone there, a little lonely, it seems that after waiting for thousands of years, it will bloom alone for thousands of years.

After the madness passed, Wu Xiongye's rationality gradually recovered.

Jiang Yushu spoke first: "Jiang Yushu's royal status and your imperial edict, except you, me, and Zhan Liyun. Who else knows?"

Fifth Xiongye said in a daze: "And...there is also the Heavenly Supervisor Qin, who left a record at that time, one was given to you, and the other was given to Xue Zhihong, the Heavenly Supervisor..."

Jiang Yushu sighed slightly, closed his eyes in despair, and uttered four words tremblingly in a gentle voice: "No. [-], Xiong, Ye!"

"Qin Tianjian accepts it with the mandate of heaven, saying that the fifth red eyebrow of the prince is against the national customs, so he will be abolished. In fact, you are the heir to the throne of the orthodox prince. The former ministers of the Ying Kingdom and the nobles will support you to restore Beili and raise troops to attack. He can't even think about unifying the two countries!"

He clasped his thin shoulders tightly, as if he was about to crush him: "As long as you kill him and succeed him, all the subjects of Beili will be convinced, and then half of the whole world will be in your hands." Li, let alone Bei Li? Even Jiang Guo will change his dynasty and change his surname—fifth! Yuer, Father knows what you can do...he won't guard against you...kill him, kill him! Yuer .Yu'er!"

"Only one can live between Zhao Yifeng and I! Either he dies, or I die!"

"Beili is my country, and I cannot allow outsiders to rule him. My father has no face to face my ancestors. Beili should not belong to Zhao Yifeng!"

"Yu'er, kill him! The whole world is in your hands! The pain, pain, and sins you suffered in the past will never exist again. I can abdicate and be the Supreme Emperor with peace of mind. You know... no I can't live with the power of the emperor... Fifth Xiong Ye was born for the power of the emperor in this life!"

"Fifth Chiyu, kill him! You have been abandoned by your father since you were a child, you have not enjoyed the slightest paternal love, and you have been weak for 16 years, as long as you kill him. If you recover Beili, your father will definitely pamper you and make up for you! Father is here I swear!—”

If he had heard such words seven years ago, Jiang Yushu would probably have believed how much the person who wanted to kill him loved and favored him, instead of allowing himself to witness the demise of Fuguo Duke's Mansion.At that time, he would feel that even if he is blind, it is at least a kind of happiness, because he has the love of his father.

But now, Jiang Yushu, who has experienced a series of ups and downs in personnel affairs, has long since dared not expect those little bits of warmth.

The only one worthy of nostalgia and protection is him, and only him——Zhao Yifeng.

abandon……

Gu poison...

Signs have changed...

This royal family—so filthy!

Even today, he is still using royal morality to bind himself, and he is also using his own kindness and morality to bind himself.

Jiang Yushu curled his lips into a smile—laughed, miserable, helpless, sad... Laughing, he felt a pain in his chest, a burst of blood in his chest, and a mouthful of fishy sweetness went straight to his throat.

"Fifth Xiongye, do you really think of me as your child?" He looked at him, with a gentle smile full of desolation. "Why are you my biological father... If possible, I would rather be an ordinary person...not your child..."

After finishing speaking, he vigorously shook the hand on his shoulder, took two steps back, and distanced himself from the stranger.

"I won't kill him. I've made up my mind—to marry him."

Jiang Yushu didn't look at Fifth Xiongye's face, but turned around resolutely.

"Jiang Yushu will not allow himself to be the reason for Yingguo to disturb Jiangguo. If Zhao Yifeng has to bear the world's infamy because of Jiang Yushu, he will never recover. Then Jiang Yushu will always be with him...to be proud of the world together..."

Everything is just like what he promised back then: even if there is no redemption, even if he is notorious through the ages, even if the future generations criticize him, he will always be by his side...

(six)

Regarding the issue of the marriage ceremony, Jiang Guochaotang debated endlessly.

The war had just ceased for less than a month, the financial expenditures in all aspects were huge, and the rule of the two countries was in vain, which made Zhao Yifeng very busy and dizzy, and there was no easy time.

Listening to the courtiers arguing, Zhao Yifeng raised his eyes lazily, and immediately put the approved memorial in his hand aside.

The pot exploded in the hall for a moment.And quickly formed two factions.

One school of thought said: "We have just experienced a great war, with excessive expenditures, heavy casualties, and constant internal and external troubles. Red tape should be kept simple and should not be so complicated."

One side said: To unify the two countries, the prestige is unparalleled, and the Daqing is enough to show the national prestige.The newly implemented etiquette and law should be practiced earlier, openly marrying, as an example through the ages, is indeed an anecdote in the country.It should be Daqing at this time.

Jiang Yushu resolutely opposes a big feast, the reason is: Jiang Guo is on the verge of chaos and instability, and red tape can be avoided if it can be avoided.

All the ministers were moved by Master Qingyu's concern for the country and the people, his virtues and sages.The goodwill in my heart rose instantly.

"No!" Zhao Yifeng put the memorial down, and looked down with burning eyes. "The more the country is in turmoil, the more it is necessary to promote marriage. First, it can sweep away the bloody atmosphere of war, and second, the people hope that their monarch is a wise one, who can maintain the rule and stabilize the world.

And the king should lead all living beings with the strongest and most domineering attitude, protect the foundation, and protect the whole people.Only in this way will the people be more convinced and supported by all people.Therefore, my marriage to Mr. Qingyu is not an ordinary wedding or funeral, but a relationship with the entire Jiang Kingdom.

It seems normal, but this is to show the other four countries and the world that our Jiang country is a great country that is proud of the world, and it is also a major event to win the hearts of the people, deter other countries, and gather national strength.How can you be hasty? "

Prime Minister Yu Mu supported Zhao Yifeng: "Your Majesty's words are very true. Your Majesty is diligent in government and loves the people, not extravagant. This is a model of Mingjun. It is also the great fortune of tens of thousands of people. But royal marriages are related to the royal family's majesty. To show your majesty's majesty, you must not Reckless. I will definitely watch over the details of His Majesty's wedding."

The newly appointed Minister of Rites, Xiong Zilin, smiled at Yumu, and immediately followed suit: "What the prime minister said is true. The Ministry of Rites will definitely focus on the matter of His Majesty's wedding. To show the strength of the country and His Majesty's majesty."

Jiang Yushu smiled gently, not knowing how to persuade him.Because of his extravagance and waste, I am afraid that he will be infamous.

Zhao Yifeng knew that even if someone opposed this matter, they would eventually be suppressed.He, Zhao Yifeng, wants to let everyone in the world know that he loves Jiang Yushu, rectify his name, and make him famous all over the world!

The closer to the wedding day, the palace is very busy and dark.The palace is beaming and full of vitality.

Zhao Yifeng refurbished the palace, tidied up the "Luoyun Palace" (Zhao Yifeng's residence when he was still a prince) and gave it to Jiang Yushu to live in. Only that remote and quiet palace can get a sense of stability.

Putting the creed in his hand on the candle and burning it to ashes, he picked up a cup of tea with his slender fingers.The dazzling light by the window sill, the gentle eyes, and the rising tea constitute a peaceful and far-reaching picture.

With a sigh: The eight articles of faith are all about Yingguo's rebellion... I don't know how many people in Yingguo are hiding in the dark and committing disasters in the name of 'recovering Beili'.The prosperous and prosperous country that has just stabilized cannot accept the chaos of war at this moment.

Just marry him yourself.As a member of Beili's royal family, he has already surrendered, so what else can the other courtiers say?As long as she marries him, there will be no such thing as the Beili royal family, nor the fifth Chiyu.

Marry him - the country is actually given to you.

If he leaves again this time, the world will probably be filled with blood.

Jiang Yushu, this world is in turmoil because of you, you, forbearance, heart?

Looking down at the tea, the long eyelashes cast a shadow on Ruyu's face.

"Chi~~" The sound of the candle being extinguished sounded.

A cold wind blows slowly.

Jiang Yushu put down the tea in his hand, and sighed, why is this man still walking gloomyly with cold wind.

You can't be restrained, you are all emperors, and you are not afraid of frightening the courtiers like this.

As soon as Zhao Yifeng raised his eyes, he saw Jiang Yushu supporting his forehead.

Knowing this in his heart, he softened the cold and hard outline, and smiled softly. "Yushu, you and I are getting married soon. Why don't you try on your wedding dress?"

Jiang Yushu added more tea to the tea stove, and said calmly, "Didn't Your Majesty change into your wedding dress?" and handed him the boiled tea. "Is the matter of the previous dynasty settled?"

"The previous court handled the same, but I'm going crazy from exhaustion. After you and I get married, you will help me." Zhao Yifeng kneaded his head by the side of the case, and sighed: "Today, I was chased by the Ministry of Rites to try on the wedding dress. It is revision and stitching, and I still have to listen to the rules of the big and small officials, and the dignifiedness of the big wedding. I have a headache. I have piled up the papers of the case, and I am dazzled. Fortunately, I can drink Yushu boiled Tea is very effective in purifying the heart."

Jiang Yushu slightly raised his eyebrows: "Have all the papers been approved? How is the wedding gown going?"

"There is still a part of the booklet, I will take a look at it tomorrow." Zhao Yifeng took a sip of tea to moisten his mouth: "The Ministry of Rites saw that I was too tired, so I wanted to let me come back. I will send the wedding dress tomorrow."

"You're so tired, I'll help you after you get married." Jiang Yushu sighed lightly. "As long as you are not afraid of the courtiers saying that your harem is meddling in politics?"

"I don't have a harem, so how can I talk about politics?" Zhao Yifeng frowned. "Yushu, you are my wife, and Yushu should also know that I have revised the rules of etiquette, abolished the harem system, and only accept you alone. This is an ordinary matter between husband and wife. The harem has been abolished, who dares to talk about the harem? He looked at Mr. Qingjun and said solemnly: "My country is your country. This country is the dowry gift I gave you. What's wrong with you being in charge of your own dowry gift? Whatever you want, I will give it to you if you say so." Bring it."

Hearing this, Jiang Yushu smiled slightly and raised his eyebrows: "What if I say I want the moon in the sky?"

Zhao Yifeng pondered for a while, stretched his arms around his shoulders, held his face to fix him, and said softly: "If Yushu wants the moon in the sky, then I will build a high platform for you to admire Yushu."

"I was joking." Jiang Yushu smiled softly.

With this smile, the wind gradually became chaotic, cherry red fell, and people's hearts were infatuated.

Zhao Yifeng looked at him obsessively, and gently rubbed his ear back and forth with his hand holding his face.

Four eyes facing each other.

Jiang Yushu saw Zhao Yifeng's gentle smile.

This is the person who has guarded himself for seven years.

From parting to meeting.Later, life and death depended on each other on the battlefield, and they earned the same unbreakable experience in the royal family.

He is always there, extremely gentle, what are you asking for in this life?

It's just the promise he said, a family...

Wherever there is him is the destination.

A clear voice floated in the air——

"Yifeng..."

Two very light words, but extremely true.

The obedient people were caught off guard.

"Yushu!"

Zhao Yifeng's eyes widened, and then he was overjoyed that he actually called himself by his first name.He called his name.What a precious love story.

For seven years, this life is worth it if he calls for it.

The hand rubbing/stroking his face was a little urgent, Zhao Yifeng reached out and took him into his arms.

"Yushu, do you know how long I waited for this sentence?"

Jiang Yushu heard him sigh softly on his forehead.Those words are joy and happiness and the fulfillment of obsessive protection in this life.

Zhao Yifeng looked down at the handsome young man on his shoulder, and smiled happily.His long eyelashes fluttered lightly, like two butterflies flying lightly.Make people daydream.

As the temperature of passion/desire rose, Zhao Yifeng's grip on Jiang Yushu gradually deepened.

Zhao Yifeng looked at him with hot and eager eyes, with a trace of confusion and fascination.

Feeling the powerful breath on his forehead, Jiang Yushu raised his eyes. He saw his handsome side face and the gentleness that was hard to see in ordinary people.

Zhao Yifeng was startled by the sudden coldness coming from the side of his face.Looking down, Jiang Yushu's clear eyes were fixed on his face.

bow your head.

look up.

In a split second, love is what it is.

When Jiang Yushu reacted, Zhao Yifeng's breath was already on his lips.

Dazed for a moment, Jiang Yushu raised his head to respond to his enthusiasm.

Zhao Yifeng used all his strength to carry him onto the bed.

The tea on the table was touched by the strength of his feet, and there was a sound of breaking, and the tea snaked all over the ground, like a flower of blood.In the room swept by the autumn wind, it adds a sense of desolation.

The wind blows into the house, blows the gauze shadow and the curtain moves, and the two limbs are entwined behind the lightly dangling gauze.

The long black silk is paved, the candlelight trembles and dances, and there are bursts of murmurs and panting sounds.

This night was extremely sad.

The wind is getting louder, and the passion/desire cannot be stopped.

After a lot of love, the wind and frost are still bullying.

In the middle of the night, a cry of exclamation startled all the people in the dream. It was especially clear in the silent palace, and the crows flew up in shock.Make a "crack" and "crack" sound.

"Yushu... are you okay?" Seeing Mr. Qingjun curled up in pain beside him, Zhao Yifeng hurriedly put on his clothes and got down on the bed, and lit a candle.

The one who came into sight was Jiang Yushu, who closed his eyes lightly, bent his body and covered his abdomen, his face was as pale as paper, and his moist lips were already stained with blood.

He quickly turned around and walked to him, handing him a cup of tea. "Yushu first drink some tea to warm you up."

Jiang Yushu didn't answer in silence, hugged the quilt tightly, gritted his teeth and endured waves of pain in his body.

suddenly!

Zhao Yifeng saw blood stains on his white pajamas.

"Yushu!" Zhao Yifeng watched in horror as Jiang Yushu's pajamas were stained with more and more blood, as if he was consuming his last vitality.

"Come here, Xuan Luo Buqiu enters the palace!" Zhao Yi ordered in an urgent voice with a gloomy face.

Gently helped Mr. Qingya up, and patiently fed him the tea.

The pale lips that had lost blood, and the translucent face were covered with a faint halo under the light of the candle, but it gave people the illusion that the soul was about to return.The contrast between black hair and pale face made Zhao Yifeng palpitate.

"Yushu, drink some warm water first."

Jiang Yushu tried his best to open his eyes lightly, and his slender hands tightly grasped Zhao Yifeng's wrist, as if looking for the last trace of warmth.

The feeling under the body is familiar and strange, and the feeling of warmth overflowing from under the body is very much like the remaining dreams in those memories.

My heart cools down.

Jiang Yushu looked at him vainly: "Zhao Yifeng, it's so cold..."

Zhao Yifeng looked eagerly out of the hall, why didn't autumn come here? !

"Yushu, don't be afraid... I'm right here, I won't be cold if I hold you..." He squeezed his hand tightly and hugged him into his arms.

Blood overflowed from Zhao Yifeng's hands, and Jiang Yushu pinched him tightly, enduring the pain in his body.

Why is it so painful this time?

After half a cup of tea, the autumn wind and fire enter the palace.

"See Your Majesty, Your Majesty—"

"The genius doctor doesn't need to be polite, let's see Yushu first, he is not in good condition." Zhao Yifeng didn't wait for Luo Buqiu to salute, and hurriedly ordered Luo Buqiu to come and get his pulse.

Supporting the slightly frowning person to lie down, Luo Buqiu quickly felt his pulse.

"How about the genius doctor? But something is wrong with Yushu's body?" Zhao Yi hurriedly paced back and forth.

Luo Buqiu frowned, his hands rose and fell, and rose again.

Looking at it, Zhao Yifeng didn't feel at ease.

He anxiously asked again: "Genius doctor, what's the result?"

Luo Buqiu sighed lightly, the hand that took the pulse did not let go, and he did not tell the result.

"How about Yushu?" Zhao Yifeng couldn't bear it anymore, looking at the pale young master who was lying quietly, with a gloomy face, and a gust of cold wind blew up.

After a while, Luo Buqiu finally stopped.His face turned red and then turned pale and said softly, "Your Majesty, let me take a step to talk."

Waiting to go to the side hall, the autumn is not yet out of breath