My father is the overlord Qin Sanshao

As a result, Han Nanxia went there for nine months.The situation ahead is very good, and he absolutely cannot abandon this great opportunity to come back.After capturing Mi Xiangsheng, he continued to point fingers at cum.

There is no time for war, he should be extremely busy as a coach, but even so, Ji Mingyun can still receive letters written by him every month, full of two pages, mostly asking about Ji Mingyun's daily life, occasionally telling some interesting things around him, The flames of war, the battlefield is difficult and dangerous, but nothing is mentioned.

The so-called "it is better to be a dog in a prosperous age than a person in a troubled world".As a pole in this troubled world, Han Nanxia seemed to have carefully built a crystal cover to firmly protect Ji Mingyun and Yanming City where Ji Mingyun was located.

Over the past few years, because of its stability and order, Yanming has the potential to become the important capital of the north.

Ji Mingyun didn't have so much to say, he would report his recent actions in just a few lines, telling him that he was eating well, sleeping well and everything was fine.

The tiger is not on the mountain, but the monkey is called the king.As soon as Han Nanxia left, even though he sent people to watch him, those people didn't dare to control Ji Mingyun at all.

And Ji Mingyun seemed heartless, seeing Han Nanxia not returning for a long time, no matter what he was going to do, his heart was like a cat scratching, and he just wanted to take the opportunity to do something that he couldn't do easily.

Finally, he aimed at Chunxiang Hall.

He hadn't been in it in his life.At first, it was because he was afraid of getting into trouble with a rascal like Hei San like in his previous life, later because of poverty, and later because of Han Nanxia's close attention.

Now Ji Mingyun, who had been holding back for nine months and was worried that the news would reach Han Nanxia's place, couldn't bear it any longer, took a moment to slip away to Chunxiang Hall.

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In broad daylight, a group of people suddenly broke into the Chunxiang Hall.

Those people were in strict uniforms, each wearing a gun and a knife at their waists, and they acted well. Looking closely, they were clearly the guards directly under Xia Shuai's seat.The guests in the hall, who were having fun, suddenly turned pale with fright, and stopped their movements one after another.The girl who sang a little song on the stage threw the pipa in her hand in shock, and made a muffled sound of "哃".

Two platoons of soldiers lined up on both sides solemnly, one of them walked in, followed by a small group of guard soldiers in the same black uniform.

The man's face was still young, his face was handsome but cold and stern, with a trace of tiredness, his eyes were cold and cruel, like unsheathed blades, he swept across the entire hall slowly and oppressively, then lowered his eyes, Pulling out the gun at his waist, he casually fired three shots at the roof with "bang", "bang" and "bang".

The beautiful crystal chandelier in the middle of the hall fell to the ground with a "crash".

A woman uttered a sharp cry, and immediately reacted, covering her mouth tightly as if her throat was being strangled, not daring to make any more sound.Everyone in the hall crouched on the ground with their heads in their hands, and no one dared to raise their heads to take a look.

Han Nanxia just stood at the door, not saying a word, not even looking at anyone, just lowering his sleepy eyes, wondering what he was thinking.

But no one dared to disturb him.

Ji Mingyun was on the second floor, in the room of the well-known girl Liujue. He was listening to the girl singing, when he heard three gunshots outside, followed by short and suppressed screams from everyone.

He also wondered what kind of person this is, he just waited for the young master to mess up the scene when he was having fun, and saw the people dressed as servants in the hall rushing in without hesitation, knelt down in front of him and kowtowed, saying sadly : "Master, Marshal Han is here."

Ji Mingyun's first reaction was to open the window in Liujue's room, wondering if he could escape from there.

The boy cried and continued to beg him in a low voice: "Please do me a favor, otherwise the villain will have to stay here today. The villain is only eighteen this year, and there is an old mother to support at home...Young master Just do it."

Ji Mingyun closed his eyes and cursed himself in his heart for what evil he had done.

The others were cleared away at some point. When Ji Mingyun went down, he only saw the boss, the steward, the group of iron-faced guards who were difficult for gods and demons to get close to, and Han Nanxia standing tall and straight in the center.

Seeing Ji Mingyun's expressionless and unhappy face from his family made him feel cold.He would rather welcome Han Nanxia's anger than the present situation.After so many years, he knows very well that the more unsalty he looks, the more difficult it is to deal with.

He stood three steps away, looked at the man quietly, and called him softly in a soft voice on purpose: "Nan Xia..."

Han Nanxia didn't say anything, his brows and eyes were still calm, he just went straight up to hold Ji Mingyun's hand, led him out, got in the car and left, and a group of people followed in an orderly manner.

The two were silent all the way. When they got home, Han Nanxia directly carried him into the room, and Ji Mingyun followed him obediently.His expression was still anxious, and the corners of his eyes were a little red, and he sneaked glances at the man's face from time to time.

After entering the room, Ji Mingyun consciously stood against the wall, turning his face away, not daring to look at Han Nanxia.

Han Nanxia stood in front of him, took off his coat and put it aside, picked up the black horsewhip, pursed his lips, and looked at Ji Mingyun just like that.

Ji Mingyun couldn't help shaking, pressed his face against the wall, and closed his eyes.

There was a sound of breaking through the air, followed by the sound of a whip slamming on an object.Ji Mingyun closed his eyes tightly and clenched his teeth. Hearing the sharp sound of whipping, his body trembled all the time.

It took him a long time to open his eyes timidly, and saw Han Nanxia panting and looking at him holding a whip, his deep eyes filled with pain.

Ji Mingyun's heart twitched suddenly.Unable to explain why, he turned his eyes away, and looked down again. He was still intact, and the corners of his clothes were not broken, but the surrounding walls and floors were damaged, and the ground made of solid wood was clearly visible. White marks.

No wonder the sound was so harsh, but I didn't feel any pain at all.

Han Nanxia sat down on a chair on one side as if suddenly losing strength, with his arms propped on the table and his forehead with one hand.He just sat there with his face down, without even looking at Ji Mingyun.

Ji Mingyun walked over, knelt down beside his legs, hugged his legs and said in a low voice, "Nan Xia, can you forgive me... I'm just too busy to listen to the song that Miss Liujue sings. Song, I didn't want to do anything... you believe me, okay?"

Han Nanxia pulled him up from the ground and hugged him into her arms. She smiled and looked at him with her dark eyes for a moment: "You can say whatever you want. But, Ayun, what do you think of me? What, what do you think of yourself, what do you think of us..."

He hugged her tightly into his arms, as if he was about to rub into his flesh and blood.After taking a breath, he regained his composure, let go of him and said, "Okay, young master, it's time to eat."

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Han Nanxia didn't know how he found the time to come back to see Ji Mingyun.The two tossed about for nearly a day, and Han Nanxia hurried back the next day after only staying for a day.

After this battle, Ji Mingyun calmed down a lot and never touched Han Nanxia's taboo again.

Until one day three months later, when Ji Mingyun was fast asleep, Shun Liu woke him up suddenly, saying that Han Nanxia had sent someone back to find the young master.

Ji Mingyun sat up with a puff, and instantly became sober.

It was Han Nanxia's adjutant surnamed Li who came with a team of Han Nanxia's personal guards.They didn't rest, they took Ji Mingyun away overnight, and Shun Liu followed.

When getting into the car, Lieutenant Li confessed that Han Nanxia had been shot before and had been in a coma. He woke up once in the middle and told him to see Ji Mingyun.

Ji Mingyun panicked all of a sudden.

Lieutenant Li took him to the ward, where there were layers of guards armed with live ammunition.

Ji Mingyun went in alone. In the huge and empty ward, the man was lying alone on the middle bed. His face was pale, and his dark hair made him look extraordinarily thin.

His eyes were closed, and his brows were still slightly furrowed, as if there was something he couldn't let go of in his coma.

Ji Mingyun walked up in a daze, knelt down beside his bed as if he was powerless, stretched out his hand to reach up and groped his face, finally held his hand, and couldn't help but bowed his head and cried.

Whimpering and muttering: "If something happens to you, what should I do..."

The hands in his hands moved, and the person on the bed woke up at some point, still looking weak and weak, turned his head and looked at him with dark eyes: "Ah Yun, are you reluctant to part with me?"

His voice was hoarse and dry, as if he had just crawled out of hell.

Ji Mingyun panicked for a moment, wiped the corners of his reddened eyes vigorously, and then muttered in a low voice in denial: "No, but I'm afraid that if you die, no one will protect me."

Han Nanxia heard it, closed his eyes and smiled, and said softly, "Ah Yun, don't cry..."

The ending sound was extremely soft, and when Ji Mingyun looked up, the man had already fallen asleep again.

Five days later, Han Nanxia woke up, and he was able to continue to decide the battle ahead in the ward, but his spirit was weak, and he had to rest if he couldn't hold on for three or four hours.It took more than half a month before he recovered enough to leave the ward.

During this period, Ji Mingyun stayed with him in the ward obediently, and it was rare that he didn't show any impatience.He was clumsy and could never do the work of serving people. He had special care to take care of Han Nanxia, ​​so he just sat by and watched dumbly.When Han Nanxia was a little better, he deliberately asked him to help her dress.

The war couldn't end for a while, and Han Nanxia didn't ask anyone to send Ji Mingyun back. Instead, he bought a house in a safe place nearby and housed him there.But Han Nanxia himself was too busy to get out, and he couldn't go back twice a month.

One night when Ji Mingyun was sleeping soundly, he suddenly felt movement around him. He opened his eyes and vaguely recognized it was Han Nanxia. Scared me to death." But I don't know which time he said it.

Han Nanxia was taken aback for a moment, and when he looked down, he found that there were tears in the corners of the man's eyes.

He gently stroked Ji Mingyun's soft head, and said quietly: "Good boy, it's all right."

The expression on his face was unprecedentedly peaceful.

When I hugged him into my arms, I thought, his Ah Yun might not be reluctant to part with him at all.

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In the blink of an eye, it was more than ten years.

Ji Mingyun couldn't figure out how many years he had spent with Han Nanxia. He was heartless and felt that it was good to pass this whole life.

There have been many major events in the past ten years, but Ji Mingyun's life is more insignificant and trivial.In fact, it may not be all small things, but with Han Nanxia around, even big things won't disturb him.

The old mother passed away without any illness or pain. She held the hand of her son whom she had loved and loved all her life, and left with a smile.And a few years ago, just like the fortune teller that father Ji used to talk about when he was a child, Han Nanxia really took him to the capital.

Winter in the north is still very cold, and Ji Mingyun is afraid of the cold. As soon as December enters, he wraps himself in a thick fur coat and hides in front of the fireplace, not going anywhere, turning himself into a ball.

Behind him came the sound of a door opening, followed by the sound of heavy boots on the floor.Ji Mingyun didn't bother to look back.

The person who came brought in a chill, took off his coat and put it on the back of a chair beside him, and complained as he walked towards the fireplace: "Parade and parade every day, saying that they are against dictatorship and restoration, and want democracy and freedom. I don't even look at me." He doesn't even have a son, what kind of person is he!"

He was so angry that he squeezed beside Ji Mingyun in a daze.Ji Mingyun moved around to give him a little space, but he still firmly occupied the place with the most heat.

In recent years, this person is known to lose his temper, and complains a lot when he gets older, Ji Mingyun ignores him, and burns his own fire, the light of the fire reflects on his face, making it warm.

Han Nanxia didn't care about being left out in the cold, she rested her chin on Ji Mingyun's shoulder and warmed up with him silently.The room was quiet for a moment, only the sound of various small sounds and the breathing of the two could be heard.

Then eat and rest, as usual.They have been here for more than ten years.

At night, Han Nanxia didn't know why he went crazy, but he remembered what happened during the day, put his arms around Ji Mingyun's waist, and said sullenly, "Ah Yun, give me a baby."

Ji Mingyun turned his head and glared at him: "What's wrong with you?"

Han Nanxia said, "I don't care, I want to."

Ji Mingyun was so sleepy that he perfunctoryly said, "Your old man is capable, so you can die by yourself."

Han Nanxia was also tired, and muttered in a daze, "I can't do it in this life, and I have to find a way to let you have a baby for me in the next life."

Ji Mingyun was almost pissed off by him: "All right, all right, I'll listen to you, we'll talk about it in the next life, sleep first."

Han Nanxia was satisfied now, and shut up.

Jing Shi was well, the house was warm and harmonious, and the two gradually fell asleep.

Outside the window, the first snow fell silently, covering the entire land quietly.

(External Part: The Pillowman [End])

The author has something to say: Because it was originally an extra chapter, I simply wrote it (*/w╲*)

The third part is estimated to be about [-] words, and it is probably to explain what should be explained at the end.

King Xiyang x Emperor Fengguang

111|Outer Chapter [-] · End of Song

The rain is getting heavier.

He stood at the lonely pavilion at the foot of the mountain, staring fixedly at the road down the mountain, not caring that half of his body was wet by the incoming autumn rain.

He is waiting.

He is waiting for his lover.

Ye Yunzang chewed these two words quietly, showing a look of sweetness or bitterness.

He regretted that he didn't follow him just now.

That person finally came.

The exquisite black-blue robe was soaked by the rain, and the crown of hair was blown away. A few strands of black hair hung down and stuck to the face, and the red lips were so cold that they lost their color.

He felt distressed all of a sudden, and wanted to go up and wrap her in his arms, but he held back forcefully.

He stood there with his eyes downcast, his usual indifferent expression on his face.

The man didn't seem to care, he still came up to hold him affectionately, as if he was very happy: "Yunzang, have you been waiting for me?"

Ye Yunzang withdrew his hand silently, and walked in front with his hands behind his back: "It's getting late, Your Majesty should go back quickly, don't make people worry."

The man put down his hands, stood there with his head down and smiled, without saying anything.The white boy behind him watched silently, sighing silently.

Ye Yunzang had been secretly paying attention to the situation behind him from the corner of his eye, and when he saw the man standing there, he felt a sudden tug in his heart.

He has been with him for more than ten years, and he knows better than anyone else that his majesty never cares about things that are easily obtained, no matter how precious they are, including the position of the Ninth Five Supreme.

Qin Ze.He recited the name silently, after all, he didn't turn around to help him, but kept a distance of two steps.This distance is within reach.

It was already very late after returning to the palace, and the two of them were ready to fall asleep after freshening up.

Prince Xiyang and His Majesty slept together. It was no secret in this harem. It had been like this since Qin Ze was still the prince, but no one had the guts to say it.

Qin Ze entangled him and hugged him, kissed him lightly, looked at him with wet eyes, as if there was still water vapor in the pool.

Ye Yunzang's eyelashes drooped slightly, and he cooperated unemotionally as if he had completed a task.

No one knew the overwhelming emotion surging in his heart.He wanted to hug this person tightly in his arms, rub him into his body bit by bit, and never separate him from now on.

Sometimes even he himself is surprised that the person he loves is in his arms, and after so many years, he has been able to restrain himself.I can't help but disguise everything with a cold mechanical look.

Perhaps in Qin Ze's eyes, it was only because of his status that he stayed with him to the end.

But it's good for him to think so.

It was late at night, and Qin Ze was already fast asleep.His brows were still slightly frowned.

Ye Yunzang sat up quietly, gently smoothed the wrinkles on his brows with his thumb, and muttered to himself: "Little villain, whether it is a prince or an emperor, you can see if I can do it with someone else. Is it because you."

He asked someone to bring in water, and washed Qin Ze very gently.In any case, he was unwilling to do this kind of thing to others, and he only said to Qin that it was his duty as a minister.

Qin attributed all this to Ye Yunzang's thin skin and he didn't want to hurt his self-esteem, so he waited until no one fell asleep in the middle of the night before doing it.In fact, Ye Yunzang was afraid that he would hurt him if he moved too hard, and he didn't dare to let him see his gentle appearance.

After finishing everything, he turned off the light, and finally couldn't help it, and used the moonlight to imprint the lips of the people around him.

Qin Ze, Qin Ze, it would be great if you could only be my Qin Ze for the rest of your life.

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Qin Ze said to him again, Yunzang, let's go out during the Mid-Autumn Festival.

In fact, as long as the other party is Qin Ze, no matter when he is asked to go, he is willing to go.

But he still stood up indifferently: "At the beginning of Your Majesty's ascension to the throne, the world is still uncertain, so it is better to put state affairs first."

"National affairs are the most important thing", he also knew that these words were probably just an excuse to express his attitude in that person's ears.

The man's eyes dimmed a lot, but he didn't leave immediately.After a long pause, he whispered unwillingly: "But you are leaving."

Ye Yunzang suddenly stopped breathing.

He will definitely leave next spring at the latest.How long can he look at him silently like this, half a year?Or less than six months.

He should have acted to the end, he should have refused as always, and he should have continued to endure.

But in the end, he lowered his head, as if there was nothing to do, he responded lightly: "Okay." He still held a pen in his right hand, but the nails on his index finger and ring finger were deeply sunken into the flesh.

Qin Ze's eyes lit up all of a sudden, as if he saw some kind of hope.

He said, "Okay, I'll ask them to prepare."

The weather was fine that day, and they went to Qiulu Temple in Xishan.

Ye Yunzang has always been indifferent and silent, even traveling seems to be a routine, but Qin Ze seems content.

It wasn't until Ye Yunzang entered the temple gate that he heard the people around him complaining in a low voice——

"Obviously he has a smile on everyone else, but he is so indifferent when he follows me."

It can't be called complaining, it's just a person muttering in a low voice, as if he's used to all this.

Ye Yunzang pretended to be looking at the bell hanging on the eaves, but he thought silently in his heart, if possible, I would rather be indifferent to others, and only treat you well in my life.

But if he doesn't say these words, the people around him will never know.

A Taoist in shabby clothes stopped them when they entered the temple.

It's not easy for a veteran to go to the monk's site to grab business.

Qin Ze was a little interested and stopped to listen to what he had to say.

The old Taoist said: "The two sons are destined for wealth and glory in this life."

It is not difficult to see that the two people are dressed in luxurious clothes.Qin Ze made things difficult for him on purpose: "Why are you rich? Why are you so expensive?"

The Taoist stroked his beard: "Under the whole world, could it be that the king's land..."

He didn't continue talking because Ye Yunzang raised his hand to stop him.

Qin Ze stopped his hand, and raised his eyes to signal the Taoist: "There is no need to talk about it in this life, let's talk about it in the next life."

The Taoist said "Oh", and pointed to Ye Yunzang: "This young master has very good fortune, and he is absolutely extraordinary."

Qin Ze was very happy and asked, "What about me?"

There was something wrong with the Taoist's expression, and he thought about it: "I will be miserable for the rest of my life."

"Presumptuous." Ye Yunzang interrupted him, subconsciously pulling Qin Ze up, "Let's go."

When he took the first step, he heard the old man's voice ringing in his ears.

The old Taoist said: "Young master, you are the order of two emperors."

He was startled, and looked around, but no matter what, he couldn't see the figure of the Taoist again.

Qin Ze hadn't reacted yet, he was only thinking that this was probably the first time Ye Yunzang touched him, and the hand that was originally held was put down again in the next second.

He raised his eyes to see that Ye Yunzang still had a calm expression on his face, and slightly bowed his body: "I offended you for a while."

Qin Ze pulled a weeping smile at the corner of his mouth, and waved his hand, indicating that it's okay.After a while he adjusted his mood again, he really didn't want to ruin the day's interest, the next Mid-Autumn Festival, the two of them still don't know if they can see each other again.

Like the most common faithful men and women in the world, the two knelt side by side in front of the Buddha and made a wish.Qin Ze peeked at the person next to him, and saw that his expression was focused and pious, as if he had promised something very important.

That person obviously does not believe in gods and Buddhas.I don't know who or what can make him worry so much.

After leaving the main hall of the temple, Qin Ze still couldn't help asking him: "Yunzang, what wish did you make?"

Ye Yunzang lowered his eyes: "Xu Guotai and the people are safe, and the weather is good."

lie.Qin Ze glanced at him, but didn't ask any more questions after all.

He is lying, before the gods and Buddhas, his real wish is "in the next life, I am willing to share all the luck of the first half of my life with the person around me."Only for the first half of his life, he was determined to find Qin Ze by his side for the second half of his life, to be by his side and protect him well.

It's just such a wish, but you can't tell that person to know.

At night, many people were setting off river lanterns. The two walked along the river, and the sparks in the sky were reflected in each other's eyes.

Qin Ze stopped there suddenly, turned around and faced Ye Yunzang.

He said, "Yunzang, I like you."

He leaned forward slightly, stood on tiptoes, and quietly kissed the lips of the man in front of him.

Ye Yunzang closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, no emotion could be seen in them.He wanted to hug the person in front of him tightly, he wanted to kiss him back forcefully, he wanted to say "Ah Ze, I like you too."

But after all, he didn't say anything, didn't move, just stood there quietly, with his hands hanging by his sides, his nails dug into the flesh, it hurt his heart.

But he will never forget it until he dies. That person's eyes sparkled with sparks, and he told him seriously, "I like you."

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In early spring, the capital is still chilly.

The king of Xiyang was seriously ill, and his son Ye Yunzang returned to Xiyang to inherit the throne.

In terms of emotion and reason, he can't keep this person, and he can't.What's more, that person may not be willing to stay.

Having been in Beijing for 20 years as a hostage, he probably wanted to leave a long time ago.

It's the day, all the officials will see you off.

At that time, the emperor led the horse and took the lead, and Yin Yin asked each other.

"If you still think of me, write a letter." Qin Ze turned his eyes away from the man, and finally said two words lightly, "Take care."

The time has come, and the horses neigh.

The team escorting the eldest son back to Xiyang and the emperor's guard of honor went south and north, and finally drifted away.

After leaving the city gate, Ye Yunzang stopped the team, quietly turned around and looked back at the majestic city gate, the corner of the palace city under the distant sky, and looked at it, clutching his chest as if he was overwhelmed.

The accompanying officer called him cautiously: "Your Highness?"

He straightened up, waved his hand, and signaled that it was okay.

Xiyang is rich in real estate, strong in soldiers and horses, and is the strongest among all the vassal kings.The information network of King Xiyang had already infiltrated Miyagi, but after the new king succeeded to the throne, there was one more item of information to be collected, which was to regularly report the current emperor's daily itinerary, eating and dressing, and everything in detail.

Letters from the capital come once a month and have never been interrupted.Ye Yunzang recognized Qin Ze's own handwriting, and read every word and sentence repeatedly. When no one was around, he pasted the thin letter paper to his chest, and silently recited "Qin Ze" over and over again.

He carefully put these letters together with the tassels of swords Qin Ze gave him when he left, in a brocade box, and put them next to the jade pillow, but he never replied to any of them.

At that time, Qin Ze gave him the sword spike and said, "If you see it, you will see me. Although you don't care about it, don't throw it away anyway."

When he put it away, he had a cold and casual expression, but in a blink of an eye, he held the little thing in his heart, as if the person was still beside him, within reach.

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It was the winter of that year, and as usual, the vassals returned to Beijing to report their duties.

Looking to the north, he stroked the brightly colored tassel in his hand, and gently closed his eyes.

There are many mountains and rivers, but I feel too slow; revisiting the old place, I have become a passerby.

Maybe he has never been the owner of this land, but it is the owner here who keeps him bound.

During the palace banquet, he knew that he had been looking at him all the time, but he couldn't bear to look at him. Occasionally, the four eyes met, and the black eyes were as silent as ever, as if they had been separated for a year, and there was no difference between him.

He saw that pair of moist eyes dimmed slightly, he saw him raise his wide robe sleeves, cover up the forced smile on his lips and a trace of unconcealable bitterness.

Ye Yunzang turned his eyes away, and drank the wine in his glass in one gulp.

As expected, Qin Ze sent palace guards to stop him.

The palace seems to be the same as before, but it seems to be renovated, and it is not clear in the dark.

The man stuck to him as familiarly as in the past tens of thousands of days and nights, wrapped his arms around him, raised his head slightly and kissed him.

Lips are slightly cool.

He stood there quietly, neither advancing nor retreating.

After being separated for too long, he was reluctant to retreat, and there was no way to retreat.

Tang Ling was the same as before, he was still cold and indifferent, not taking the initiative and not cooperating.

It's just that Qin Ze was sober, until finally he put his face on his chest and said softly: "I heard that the princess of Xiyang is so beautiful, they want me to marry a wife, and take the princess as the queen. Yunzang, what do you think?" ?”

Ye Yunzang froze for a moment.

"After all, it's your sister, I think she's better than others."

Xiyang's national strength is growing day by day, and the court officials are inevitably panicked.Qin Ze's harem has been empty for many years, and it is indeed the idea of ​​those people who have a corpse and a vegetarian meal to stabilize Xiyang's power by sealing the empress.

In terms of politics, he is not a tough, capable and promising emperor. He has shirked the matter of accepting a concubine for many years, and this time he probably cannot shirk it.He couldn't explain that even if he married the princess, Ye Yunzang should or would rebel; he also had no other way to ensure that Ye Yunzang would not rebel.

So there is probably nothing wrong with just listening to them.

Ye Yunzang clearly felt that the breathing of the people around him changed from fast to slow, and gradually became gentle.

Qin slept with his back to him.

He hesitated for a moment, and with some skill in his hands, he turned the man over and hugged him into his arms.

Careful, hugged for ten years without being discovered by the other party.

I'd rather you hate me for being ruthless, ruthless, and cold-hearted, than for you to say that I betray you and lie to you one day.I want to hold you and the world in my hands. If I don't get this country, how can I guarantee to have you forever.

Ah Ze, I don’t want this life, I just want to have an afterlife, believe me and I love you.

The room was dark, the young king's face was still indifferent, but his hands were infinitely gentle.

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Sure enough, someone asked him openly and secretly about his opinion on His Majesty's marriage.

As a feudal lord and a subject, King Xiyang could only agree with a smile at this time.

Even though his hands were clenched into fists and his nails were deeply sunken into his flesh, on the surface, he was still a humerus minister wholeheartedly facing the court.

This happy event was finalized in this way.One side is the courtier who tried his best to promote it, and the other side is the king of Xiyang who does not object.As the protagonists, no one cares what Qin Ze and the princess think.

He didn't need to do all of this personally, and even according to the customs of the Feng Dynasty, he didn't need to attend the wedding in person.

It's just that the news came back that the two were very affectionate, and they were in harmony.

He forced himself to concentrate on military and political affairs in Xiyang, instead of paying attention to that person's news all the time, but in this way, he survived for another three years.

It's time to report to Beijing again.

For the past three years, there have been rumors of the King of Xiyang's general contradicting him everywhere, and his confidants all advised him not to go because of his illness.

But he still ignored the persuasion and insisted on going north, only bringing a team of Qingqi.

The emotions overflowing in his heart had already overwhelmed his reason, and he had expected that this might be the last time he could see that person smiling at him.

Predictability is always better than reality.

After the banquet, he didn't wait for the man to summon him, the first time he blocked the emperor's way with wine, the man lowered his eyes, casually ordered the palace man to say that King Xiyang was drunk, and sent him back.Lightly waved the sleeves of the robe, turned around and left without any extra nostalgia.

This time, he clearly drew the line with him, the king is the king, the minister is the minister, it has nothing to do with it.

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There are major events in Beijing and China one after another.

First the queen finally gave birth to the prince.This is Qin Ze's first child, and also the first son, and Dang even was named the prince.

However, it didn't take long for the news of King Yu's rebellion to spread. King Yu is Qin Ze's half-brother.After a thorough investigation, King Yu was deposed and exiled.

After less than a month, it was said that the queen had a sudden illness and was sent to another palace for recuperation.

It's just that Ye Yunzang has no time to care about all this.

Xiyang iron cavalry finally stepped out of Cangyan Pass and headed north.On the one hand, it is the comfort and internal friction of the four generations of the dynasty, and on the other hand, it is silently preparing for decades.

Potential like a broken bamboo.

What can't be hidden in the smoke of the corpse is the grand ambitions of Xiyang's generations and his increasingly fierce passion.

Ye Yunzang had imagined the scenario of facing Qin Ze many times.

It's just that Qin Ze just glanced at his sword lightly and asked, "Where's the spike of sword I gave you?"

He said, "Lost it."

He's still lying to him.Even at this point, he was still lying to him.

The spike of sword was hidden by him close to his chest, it was as beautiful as new, he was reluctant to hang it on the sword, exposed to the wind and rain.

Ye Yunzang imprisoned Qin Ze in the palace.

Qin Ze's performance was surprisingly calm and cooperative, he just asked Ye Yunzang to take good care of his son Qin Yi.

Children are less than three years old, and they don't understand anything, and they don't know anything.

Soon Ye Yunzang discovered that Qin Ze was ill.The imperial doctor said that His Majesty had been ill three years ago, and it was terminally ill. He had already tried all the famous doctors, but the medicines were useless.

Qin asked him why he didn't proclaim himself emperor now that his long-cherished wish had been fulfilled.

He touched the hand of the person lying weakly on the bed, and remained silent.I said in my heart that I would never proclaim myself an emperor, but only wish to be with you forever.

He has been with him for seven years, and after all, his destiny is hard to break.

Qin Yi has grown up a lot, but he still doesn't look smart.

When the child came to see him, he still didn't understand anything, sobbing and crying silently as he watched Qin Ze.Ye Yunzang hated anyone crying in front of Qin Ze's bed the most, so he ordered the palace servants to coax him away.

Qin Ze pointed at Qin Yi's back, and suddenly said, "Be kinder to him."

"I'm not here anymore, treat him better." Qin Ze closed his eyes, did not look at Ye Yunzang, and continued to say calmly, "He is the child of your sister and my brother, and he has half of you and me. On the blood, treat him better."

Ye Yunzang was stunned, and suddenly remembered several major events that happened one after another in the past, and it turned out that this was behind them.

It's a pity that it's not the child of himself and Qin Ze.

Qin Ze opened his eyes again, just looked at him like that, and suddenly said: "Ye Yunzang, I was born as an emperor in this life, and it's not worth it to only like someone like you; in my next life, I'll be a street boy." Scammer, even if the ruffian dies tragically on the street, I won't love you anymore."

Ye Yunzang pressed his hand: "Nonsense." He said in his heart that what you said doesn't count, even if you don't want me, I will try to keep you by my side forever.

After saying this, Qin Ze coughed violently.Ye Yunzang hurriedly helped him calm down, and it took a while to calm down.But Hou Qin seemed to have lost his strength again, and fell asleep like a few days ago.

Ye Yunzang felt that he was not normal today, so he dismissed everyone, and continued to sit by the bed and guard him.

Qin Ze had been unconscious for three consecutive days before, and Ye Yunzang also guarded him for three days in a daze.It was late at night, after all, Ye Yunzang was not in good spirits, and seeing Qin Ze sleeping peacefully, he couldn't hold back and fell asleep.

Qin Ze woke up, feeling better than before. He had a vague premonition, and gently took out a red rope from under the pillow.

This is the only thing left by his biological sister.Before Ye Yunzang came, Princess Yunyi was the closest to him. Later, the princess married and married in Beijiang, and only left him a red rope as a memory.

It was just a thought at first, but I didn't expect that I would have a day when I would foolishly want to use it without a long memory.

The man in his sleep frowned, and his bony hands were still stubbornly pressing on his own.

Qin Ze curled his mouth, raised his left hand, and strenuously wrapped the red rope around their intertwined fingers.

It is said that two people who are tied together will be together for life after life.

When a person is about to die, all the things in the past have been let go, and what is left is only the most sincere thoughts in the heart.

Qin Ze smiled and closed his eyes.

The sky was getting blue, and the bells rang through the sky.

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"My Dad is the Overlord Qin Sanshao"

(Once used the titles "Flashback Three Lives", "No.14 People", "My Mother is the Overlord Qin Sanshao")

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