Bandits raising buns

six years ago.

In that year, King Duan was not as weak as the crown, but he was already famous all over the world.The white horse is decorated with golden shackles, and it gallops north and west. The young man in fresh clothes is angry with the horse, and with the strength of one person, he repells a hundred Hu cavalry.

Duan Wangai is dressed in white clothes, with a face like jade, handsome and elegant.When King Duan returned from the victory in northern Xinjiang, the emperor went to meet him at the gate of the capital in person, with all the civil and military officials present.At that time, honor and favor were unmatched.

Everyone heard that there was a brave soldier beside King Duan, saying that the man had a hulking back, a pair of tiger eyes, and a ferocious face.However, that day, the people stretched their necks, but they didn't see the legendary soldier. Instead, there was a slender young man riding with King Duan.That tiger general seemed to be just a rumored figure.

Then the emperor bestowed a marriage on Duan Wang and the Wang family, and the Wang family Wang Lian was the daughter of the Wang Taishi.Wang Taishi is the head of civil servants, and his power status is evident.

On the thirteenth day of the first lunar month, on an auspicious day, King Duan married Wang.

On that day, the sun was shining brightly, red silk was hung everywhere in the palace, and the sound of festive suona started from the night before, and the whole palace was filled with joy.King Duan led his soldiers to the palace to meet his relatives.

The red silk paved the ground, covering a whole three miles.Mrs. Wang was wearing a phoenix crown and Xiapei, and her graceful figure was outlined from the wedding dress.

Duan Wang is also a red robe, a man with a tall and straight figure, flying phoenix eyes, holding a sapphire sword in his hand, indescribably handsome and romantic.

Wang's sedan chair was carried from Taishi's mansion to Duanwang's mansion, and Duan Wang rode a white horse and followed the sedan chair all the time.This story was once passed down as a good story, and it is said that Duanwang and Wangfei are deeply in love with each other.

Mrs. Wang walked out of the sedan chair, and Wang Duan personally carried her into the inner hall. The two held hands and worshiped heaven and earth.In the bridal chamber, the wedding candles glowed with a faint red light, reflecting a dense and hazy atmosphere.After taking off the red hijab, the woman's black hair was like dark clouds, her head drooped slightly, and a blush appeared in her fair skin.

Duan Wang picked the woman's chin, their eyes met, Wang's face became even redder, Duan Wang's eyes were very dark, it seemed affectionate, but also seemed ruthless, and he couldn't see through it.

After drinking Hejin wine, her black hair is tangled into a ball. This life will be husband and wife, and the white heads will never be separated.

This side is full of celebration, but the west courtyard of the palace, a small courtyard surrounded by walls, is exceptionally deserted.Winter is just over, spring is coming, there are a few trees planted in front of the courtyard, the leaves have fallen, and only empty branches remain.

There were no servants in the yard, only a stout man standing at the door.The man had a hulking back, thick eyebrows and big eyes, but at this moment he had a bitter face.The door was locked from the outside, and the big man stood leaning against the door, with an apprehensive expression on his face, looking through the crack of the door from time to time.

The prince confessed that no matter what happens, the door of this room cannot be opened without his order.

The room was rather shabby, and the cold wind blew in through the gaps.On the bed in the room, a bag bulged from the thin quilt, and the long hair fell from the bed, as black as ink.

The person on the bed suddenly moved, and the quilt slipped off the person's body, revealing a thin face.There is also a painting hanging on the wall in this room. In the painting, the young man is romantic, with a smile on his mouth and flying eyebrows.The boy on the bed had a pointed chin, so the pupils of his eyes looked very big, and he looked very frightening.

If you don't look carefully, no one will find that the boy on the bed is the same person in the painting on the wall.

The boy suddenly got up from the bed. He didn't wear shoes, and stepped on the cold ground with bare feet.The boy walked to the door and began to knock on the door violently.He hadn't eaten for many days, and his strength was running low, so he could only rely on his last brute strength.

The sound of knocking on the door fell on the heart of the strong man outside, but the sound was shocking.The strong man gritted his teeth, pretending he didn't hear it, and straightened his back very straight.

The young man lost his last bit of strength in knocking, and sat down against the door.The bone-piercing chill was transmitted from the ground to the body, and then penetrated into the bone marrow. The boy was wearing a jacket, his lips were blue from the cold, and then curled into a ball.

In a trance, he seemed to hear the music coming from that far away, so festive.The boy counted with his fingers, and at the end of the count, he suddenly laughed foolishly.

The strong man outside heard the knock on the door stop, and it became laughter again. Suddenly, he felt a chill behind his back, as if the people in the room... were no longer normal people.

He has never been so afraid, even when he is following the prince on the battlefield, and there are thousands of enemies standing in front of him, he is not so afraid.

"Master Zhao..." the strong man couldn't help but said.

There was a sudden 'dong dong' sound from the door, and that sound was very clear in this quiet yard.

this sound...

The brawny man was startled, and he hurried over, but this glance almost knocked his soul out.

The boy's head bumped against the hard wall, and blood flowed down from the corner of his forehead, so glaring and shocking.

"Young Master Zhao!" The brawny man shouted, "Why are you doing this? Even the prince can't see you!"

The young man acted as if he hadn't heard of it, and the blood became more and more, forming a small puddle on the ground.

The strong man quickly took out the key hidden in his arms, opened the door, and rushed in.The boy fell into his arms, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was extraordinarily stern.

The boy's spirit was like a thread, and the strong man put his ears close to him.

"Hero..." the young man said softly.

The first time they met, the young man called him like this, and later it became a habit, but this time, the eight-foot man couldn't help but whimper.

"Master Zhao, don't do this!" The strong man took the gauze and wrapped it on the young man's forehead.

The young man was in a trance, and his words were broken: "Hero... today is Li Ci's...marriage day?"

Stared at by the boy's eyes, the strong man turned his eyes away, then nodded lightly: "Mr. Zhao, don't you remember everything?"

"That's right... that music sound is really nice! That bastard..." The young man didn't know what to think of, and suddenly his eyes widened.

"Hero, I want to see Li Ci!"

The brawny man froze for a moment: "My lord, at this hour..."

"I want to see him!" The boy's wandering eyes became sharper, "Tell him, if he doesn't come, I'm going to die!"

"I'm going to die!" The boy yelled again.

The wound on the young man's forehead was still oozing blood, and his eyes were so stern, with a sense of ruthlessness.

The strong man gritted his teeth, stood up, hugged the boy to the bed, picked up the thick quilt thrown in the corner, and covered the boy.

"My lord, you rest first, I'll go find the prince."

Seeing that the boy's whole body was wrapped in the quilt, only a small head was exposed, the strong man couldn't help touching his head, then turned and left.

The hibiscus tent is warm, and the red quilt is billowing.

The woman's eyes were full of spring, leaning on the man's arms, leaning on the hard chest, Wang seemed to be in the clouds.The fourth son of the emperor, King Duan, is a man in many spring boudoir dreams.And she, Wang Lian, finally got her wish.

Duan Wang was lying on the bed, feeling lazy.At this moment, there was a knock on the door outside.Duan Wang closed his eyes, as if he hadn't heard it.

Mrs. Wang asked, and there was an answer from outside. It was the voice of a rough man.The King Duan who had closed his eyes suddenly opened them, a flash of light flashed in his phoenix eyes, and the next moment, he had already put on his outer robe and walked to the door.Wang also quickly put on her clothes and followed her out.

Duan Wang looked at the tall and strong man standing in front of him, his face was not as gentle and comfortable as before, his eyebrows were slightly frowned, and he asked softly: "What's wrong with him?"

"My lord, Mr. Zhao met you, and he said that if you don't go to see him...he is going to die soon."

A look of panic flashed across Wang Duan's brows, he closed his clothes and was about to go to the west courtyard.

"My lord!" A woman's eager voice came from behind.

Duan Wang turned around and saw Wang looking at him in panic.

Before Wang's marriage into Prince Duan's mansion, her father mentioned that there was a man beside Prince Duan, and Prince Duan loved him very much.Now that she has entered the door, she is the mistress of the palace.Her father had taught him that in this Prince Duan's mansion, the only person she had to respect was Prince Duan, and everyone else must not surpass her.

Countless thoughts flashed through Wang's mind, but there was only a soft smile on her face: "My lord, today is a day of great joy for you and your concubine. This dragon and phoenix bracelet was given to your concubine by the emperor. This imperial gift is It's really pretty."

The woman lowered her head, gently stroking the bracelet on her arm, with a smile on her lips.

Duan Wang looked at him with unfathomable black eyes.

Wang continued: "My lord, my concubine is in a deep boudoir, and I have also heard that there is a matter of keeping male pets in the capital, but these will eventually come to fruition. You are the king of Southern Qi..."

Wang didn't continue talking, she stared at Duan Wang with bright eyes.

Duan Wang stood there with no expression on his face for a moment, then turned around suddenly, walked into the house, and when he passed the strong man, he said: "If he dies, you will be buried with him."

The door was closed tightly, and the strong man stood outside the door blankly. At that moment, what flashed in his mind was the boy's expectant eyes.