General's Gown

Yan Changqing gently touched the little fat girl's face: "Big brother is not hungry."

"Eat more even if you're not hungry. Big brother, you're much thinner than before." The little fat girl blinked at Yan Changqing, took out a few small plates from the food box, pinched a piece of soft white with the tip of her little finger He held the yam and jujube paste cake in front of Yan Changqing: "Brother, eat this! My aunt said, this is delicious!"

The so-called aunt is the hostess of the family who adopted the little fat girl.The family was said to be very kind to the little fat girl, but they had to hide the truth about her mother's death, saying that they were going to recuperate.

Yan Changqing watched the little chubby girl secretly swallow her saliva, and a bitter smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "You like to eat, right? Then I'll give it to you."

The little fat girl didn't expect to have her own share, she took a bite of the yam cake with a smile, and felt that her heart was sweet.But she still hadn't forgotten the mission that she had enjoined thousands of times. She wolfed down the food, moved her chubby little feet, carefully poured a glass of water, and handed it to Yan Changqing's lips: "Brother, drink water."

Yan Changqing smiled and shook his head.

The little chubby girl was a little anxious: "I heard that big brother won't drink or eat for three days. If you continue like this, you will die. Big brother, why are you not good at all?"

good?

Yan Chang remained silent.Tong Yan had no scruples, but the word "good boy" pierced into his heart abruptly.When he was young, he and other princes and nobles listened to his master's teachings. Those who did not obey the rules were always admonished, but he was always praised by the master as the most obedient one.Later, when he grew up, the word "good" gradually evolved into the word "loyalty".Carrying the heavy word "loyalty" on his back, he became the most powerful general in the country of Yan. For the sake of the people and the monarch, he devoted all his efforts and sacrificed his life, but he never regretted it.

until now.

The piles of corpses in Qixia Village and Qinchuan City made him feel the weight of the word "loyalty" thoroughly.It turned out that in order to be a loyal minister, his own efforts and sacrifices were not enough, and countless lives were needed.Once the success is complete, the bones are dry, so can it be understood in this way?

But there are loyal ministers, what about Mingjun?

For him, Murong Xiu brutally killed so many innocent people, just to fulfill his one word of "loyalty".

Yan Changqing clearly remembered that after Murong Xiu ascended the throne, he had been working hard to govern the government with diligence, and he was an out-and-out sage monarch.But since the Quen Xueshi case, since he was suspected of "treason", Murong Xiu has changed.He clearly has the ability to prove his innocence, but Murong Xiu is always one step ahead of him, using the most tragic methods to defend his "loyalty".

His loyalty has never changed, but Murong Xiu's heart towards him has completely changed.

Yan Changqing knew that in Murong Xiu's eyes, he was no longer an ordinary courtier or elder brother.

Is there any room for change in all this?

What else can he do?

Seeing that Yan Changqing had been silent for a long time, the little chubby girl couldn't help panicking, and her voice was a little timid: "...Big brother?" She was still holding water in her little hand.

"Let's put it down. Big brother will drink later, okay?"

Yan Changqing recovered from his thoughts, responded casually, took the little fat girl to the door, and carefully adjusted the collar of the furry cloak for her to prevent the cold wind from pouring into her neck.The little fat girl smiled heartlessly: "Big brother, I'll come to accompany you tomorrow."

Before the words finished, one person smiled softly and said: "Brother, you used to help me tuck my collar like this, remember?"

Yan Changqing dismissed the little fat girl without saying a word, turned around coldly and left without raising his eyes.Murong Xiu's gaze slowly swept over the untouched food on the table, and said:

"No one can persuade you. Go on a hunger strike? Brother, you still refuse to forgive me, right?"

Yan Changqing didn't say a word, and stood quietly in front of the closed window like a porcelain sculpture.

The cold silence made Murong Xiu slowly clenched his hands tightly.But he tried to keep his tone soft:

"Drink some water, will you? Your lips are all chapped."

The clear water was held in front of his eyes. Murongxiu stretched out his finger to touch the corner of Yan Changqing's pale and beautiful lips, but as soon as his fingertip touched, Yan Changqing took a step back and looked at him without saying a word.

This subconscious action angered Murong Xiu.He suddenly took a big gulp of clear water, stepped forward and held Yan Changqing's back of the head, trying to pour the water down mouth to mouth.

"Well!"

Yan Changqing immediately struggled vigorously, but for some reason, the more he struggled, the less strength he had in his body, his cold fingers weakly grasped Murong Xiu's clothes, and finally slipped down slowly.

Murong Xiu looked at him with deep eyes, lowered his head, fed the water in bit by bit, then pressed his chin and kissed him deeply.

There was no more resistance, the kiss was violent and intense at first, but slowly became lingering and gentle.After a long time, Murong Xiu reluctantly ended it.

Yan Changqing lay slumped on the ground, glanced at the incense curling from the incense burner with silver cloud and dragon pattern on the side of his eyes, and closed his eyes sadly.All the corners of the hall are filled with this slightly bitter incense, which Murong Xiu specially developed for his physique.Day and night in this temple, just to slack off all the strength in his muscles and bones, so that he can't hold the sword and be powerless to resist.All the sharp tools were also put away, and thick cotton cushions were even wrapped around the hard wall posts.

"Does that Dongyun person often treat you like this? You like it very much, don't you? But why don't you want me to do this?"

……

Still no response.

Murong Xiu lowered his eyes, and stroked Yan Changqing's pale face bit by bit with his fingers.This face was so handsome and so cold. In his memory, this face had always smiled brightly only when facing him.A smile can warm him up throughout the spring.

When did this face stop smiling at him?

Murong Xiu's fingers slowly touched Yan Changqing's slender neck and stopped.

It was after the Dongyun man appeared.

It was the man from Dongyun who stole the smile that belonged to him.

And the heart that belongs to him.

"Why did that Dongyun person lie to you? You can easily forgive him. But I can't? That Dongyun person is for himself. But I am for you."

……

"I am your younger brother, your lord. You swore an oath before my mother's tomb. You said that you would stay with me forever and assist me to be the wise king of all ages. Yan Changqing, have you forgotten?"

silence.Still silent.

No matter what Murong Xiu said, whether he roared loudly or begged softly, all his words were like fine sand slipping into the water, and there was only silence.

On Yan Changqing's neck, the hand with the white jade dragon pattern on his fingers finally tightened unbearably, and tightened again.

Yan Changqing frowned, but closed his eyes. He didn't struggle at all, but subconsciously breathed harder and harder.The air gradually thinned, and the flow of blood almost stagnated. Gradually, he felt a little blurred. In the darkness, the screaming blood shadow that always lingered in his mind was gone. Only a bright shadow unfolded towards him. arms, as if wanting to hug him.

The increasingly clear figure has a pair of tea-brown shallow pupils, slightly curly forehead hair, and a handsome and unruly smile.

is it you?

Helian Rongchuan?

is it you?

Cough cough cough!Cough cough cough! !

Murong Xiu suddenly let go of the hand that was pinching Yan Changqing's neck, but then squeezed his chin forcefully, ignoring Yan Changqing's violent wheezing and coughing, forcing him to look directly into his eyes.However, in those extremely clear eyes that were black and white, there was no trace of waves, no shadow of himself.

"Helian Rongchuan?!!! You still think about him until you die? You gave him everything and nothing to me. Is that right?" Murong Xiu let out a desperate laugh, and suddenly turned his head to look at Yan Changqing :

"But do you know that only I can protect you now. Your life can only be given to me."

Clapping his hands while talking, Qilin Wei led a group of people into the hall in response.There are men and women, old and young, a total of 45 people, all looking at Yan Changqing with panic.Yan Changqing froze after only one glance, a terrible premonition penetrated into his bone marrow like frost.

These 45 people, men, women and children belong to the nine clans of his Yan family.

"Brother, do you know what those old ministers who support Grand Master Pang and always oppose me said when I was in the court today?" Murong Xiu looked into Yan Changqing's eyes quietly, and relayed what he heard in the court today. If you arrive:

"They said that although you were successful in saving your family, you sneaked into Dongyun secretly, lingered for several months, and received preferential treatment from the Dongyun royal family. There are even rumors that you have trained soldiers for the Dongyun people. Although there is no treason for the time being, you may He has become a spy of Dongyun, so it is inevitable that he will not have a heart of treason in the future."

Murong Xiu said: "They all force me to punish you, force me to kill you. But I only have one way, which is to protect you forever."

Murong Xiu paused, then suddenly smiled to himself:

"Brother, do you remember the Emperor Zhao of our previous dynasty?"

Yan Changqing looked at Murong Xiu in disbelief, motionless like an ice sculpture.

Empress Zhao was a famous male queen in the previous dynasty.Although masculinity is regarded as a normal thing in Yan and other countries, and there is no such thing as rejection and derogation, but after all, men cannot continue to be royal heirs, so they have always been only played by the royal circle as male pets.The only exception is that Empress Zhao.

"As long as you become my queen and stay with me in this deep palace forever, no one in the world will ever doubt your loyalty, and no one will dare to hurt you again."

Murong Chong seemed to be smiling brightly, but in the long Ruifeng eyes, there was clearly a light of unwillingness and sadness:

"This method, in fact, was not forced by them, and I wanted to do it a long time ago. Do you know why no matter how the ministers recommend me, I refuse to become a queen? Because I am waiting for you. Since I became the throne at the age of 14, I have I've been waiting for you."

"In my heart, you have never been just my subject, nor just my elder brother."