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For the sake of the stability of the country, the emperor has killed so many people who have the slightest intention of treason. Once Tianwei is angry, his crime will be to implicate the whole family.But for some reason, King Jing was left behind.Perhaps it was because the Son of Heaven had too much blood on his hands, and he no longer wanted to kill.Perhaps it was the slightest bit of guilt and intolerance that remained deep in his heart.

After King Jing was pardoned and restored, when he saw the emperor again.It was in a small palace outside the Forbidden City. The emperor no longer wore a majestic dragon robe, but a light sand-colored suit. The ordinary light color cast a layer of luster on the emperor.

The emperor approached slowly, Prince Jing clasped his fists in salute, the emperor nodded slightly, and then sat down—he didn't seem to care about those vain gestures.It is precisely because they don't care that the relationship between them is not as stiff as before.

After the emperor took his seat, he turned his head and fixed his eyes on Prince Jing.

"When do you plan to leave for Bianzhou." He said lightly.

Prince Jing exhaled forcefully, and said straightforwardly: "You tell me clearly, what do you want me to do for you by keeping me?"

The Son of Heaven smiled slowly: "Prince Jing is really different from others, he doesn't need to make any effort to say anything."

Prince Jing stared into his eyes without smiling.

The emperor said slowly: "Take the military power from King Ping and hand it over to me."

Prince Jing sighed shortly as if mocking himself: "I should have thought of this earlier. If I had no use value, you wouldn't have kept me." In an instant he was a little annoyed again, "You know Prince Ping is mine. Brother, do you want me to seize his military power? Does His Majesty mean that you want me to kill him? Or, after killing him, I will sever myself from my ancestors?"

"I asked you to persuade him, it would be best if you can not hurt a single soldier."

"What if you can't?"

"Then deal with it according to the law, and you go and execute me."

Prince Jing paused, frowned, lowered his head, and took a heavy sip of wine.

"That's all." Prince Jing waved his hand, curling the corners of his lips coldly, "I should have expected this day to come sooner or later, but I have to remind the emperor. I am the general who leads the troops. Reward. Your majesty, what this humble minister wants...can you give it?"

"Okay." The emperor seemed very tolerant at this moment, not caring about the frivolous meaning in the words, "If you really can take back the military power without a single stroke, I can make you a promise."

"What promise?"

"If I don't kill you, I won't hurt the Nine Clans."

Prince Jing stared into his eyes, "Actually, you know what I want most, don't you?" Then he softly called his name, "Tingzhang."

Hearing this name at first, the emperor only felt distant and unfamiliar, and his eyes were blank for a moment.He was silent for a while, slowly closed his eyes and opened them again, and said in a low voice, "I am not trying to appease you to make a deal with you, this is my order, you must do it. If you want me to treat you as a barbarian One category, then I can make an exchange with you to satisfy you for the time being, but they will end up being wiped out across the board without exception. Do you think I have to rely on you to take back Bianzhou?"

The emperor smiled silently, and he glanced at Prince Jing, that detached and indifferent smile remained at the corner of his mouth until his eyes turned away.

"I subdued Zhuang's 50 elite soldiers and only ordered Zhuo Tinghuan to lead tens of thousands. Now, I have a million soldiers waiting for death."

"I know that the Holy Majesty is here in the world, and the people's aspirations are just that he doesn't want his hands to be stained with blood again." Prince Jing lowered his eyes, but there was a bottomless sadness in his heart.Ruthless, ruthless, indifferent, strategizing...they are all honed and manifested in the emperor, and the emperor is no longer the young and weak prince he was back then, and even the slightest trace can't be seen.

The emperor narrowed his eyes slightly tiredly, "Too many people have died for this world, and I don't want to kill any more people now."

The emperor ordered calmly: "Go to Bianzhou for a closer inspection. If King Ping doesn't return it, then he will be dealt with immediately. After the matter is over, he will be said to be suffering from a sudden illness, and then I will bestow honor on him after death."

King Jing lowered his head slowly, and replied, "I take orders."

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In the end, King Ping, who swore no allegiance, died, but King Ping's son was brought back by King Jing. That 16-year-old boy would never forget the day he was brought back to the palace to face the Holy Spirit alone.First, two eunuchs came to the palace where the eldest sons lived to consecrate him. Immediately, his head began to feel a little dizzy, and the panic in his heart became more and more obvious.

He was afraid of Prince Jing, and even more afraid of the current Holy Majesty.He followed the two eunuchs all the way, his eyes only fixed on his feet all the way, and he didn't even remember the vast and magnificent scenery along the way.He only remembered that he was in an empty palace, surrounded by a self-evident majesty.

He saluted in a panic, kowtowed, and paused for a while.Then, he heard a voice say lightly, casually, and even a little casually: "Let's get flat." He was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized that this was the voice of the Son of Heaven. Thank you.

The indifferent voice was silent for a while, but the young man didn't know whether he should raise his head at this moment, as if he was afraid that the emperor's face would catch his eyes unexpectedly and burn his eyes.Finally, he slowly raised his head.

The emperor is tall and straight and thin.It is rumored that the Holy Majesty's health is not very good.There is a serious and murderous air between the brows, and that kind of murder is hidden in the indifference.

The emperor just smiled casually, and said in a very homely tone and wording, "Prince Ping passed away due to illness, and I will pursue his posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous title. What about you, are you willing to stay in the court as an official? Even if you don't want to be an official in the court It doesn't matter if you are loyal, I will provide for the rest of your life in glory and wealth."

The boy's knees were weak, and he knelt down involuntarily.He has imagined countless scenes of face saints, but this is the only one he has ever imagined.He knew that he should refuse, neither humble nor overbearing, and refused calmly.When the emperor was deeply surprised by his refusal, he made an impassioned speech and scolded the court—how difficult is this?He shouldn't be afraid of Longyan's anger, even if he is dragged out immediately and beheaded, it doesn't matter, civil and military officials all over the court will whisper his name tomorrow, and the Holy Majesty will remember him in the end, this is his original destiny , like his father Ping Wang, this is the fate that every man in the world wants.

But he didn't do that, his mind was blank, he could only knelt down stiffly, kowtowed deeply, and said humiliatingly, "Thank you Lord Ron."

He was afraid of Prince Jing, and even more afraid of the present Majesty.

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When the emperor came to the palace in person again, it was the dead of night.The people around King Jing were very keen. As soon as they heard the seemingly indistinct noise in the corridor outside, they hurried over to open the door. As expected, they saw the emperor and eunuch in plain clothes walking towards this end, and they immediately knelt down. Kowtow to welcome the holy driver.

In the inner hall, the maid arranged the wine and chopsticks and retreated.

Prince Jing was much more taciturn than usual, and the two sat facing each other for a long time without making any sound.

The emperor calmly filled the wine glasses in front of the two, and after pouring, he smiled faintly: "I want to thank you."

Prince Jing's expression was still cold, and his tone was filled with deep sarcasm, "There is nothing to thank, the emperor said, this is the responsibility of the courtiers. I think the emperor wants to drag me into hell too."

The emperor looked at him for a while, then suddenly smiled, sighed and said, "Yes, you are right."

"For you, I really did everything." Prince Jing curled his lips in a self-deprecating manner, "I turned myself into what I am now, betrayed by all relatives, ruthless, cold and ruthless, just like you..."

The emperor raised his glass and drank it down.Then, he said a word in a deep voice.At that moment, Prince Jing thought he had heard wrong.

The emperor said, "So, I'm here to take you back."

Prince Jing smiled coldly, but a trace of misery flashed in his eyes, "Go back? I can't go back a long time ago."

"Forget it." The emperor filled his cup again, staring at the person in front of him seriously, "Then start over."

In the hall, there was a moment of silence.Bright candles flickered.

Prince Jing stared at the person in front of him without saying a word, feeling a little distant and strange.He just stared at it deeply, his vision gradually getting a little hazy.In memory, does Tingzhang whom he loves so much look like this?

He thought of when they were still together when they were young, Tingzhang was always silent, so he had to risk his life to kiss him. At that time, Tingzhang also said, sooner or later, I will die by your hands.His hug almost made him suffocate, he held his face and said eagerly: "I'll take you away, okay, let me think of a way, anyway, I don't have to stay in this damn palace."

Tingzhang smiled palely, noncommittal.He just said, "Do you still remember that the first time you saw me was here?"

Of course he remembered. "At that time you were standing under the plum tree alone, and the plum tree had been cut down, but you are still here, for six full years, you have grown in my heart, do you know what it means to grow in my heart '?" He lowered his head again, kissing Tingzhang's bruised back bit by bit.A fierce light suddenly appeared in his eyes, "I heard that you were framed and punished again. At that time, I wished I could ride back to the palace, kill the prince who framed you, and kill all those slaves who chewed your tongue. Seeing their corpses strewn all over the place, I couldn't be more happy in my life."

Tingzhang smiled faintly, "But my mother beat me too."

He frowned tightly, and was about to speak boldly again, when Tingzhang covered his mouth in time.

The maid gently knocked on the door outside, "Your Highness, it's almost time, if you don't return to the palace to pay your respects, the empress will be suspicious."

Only then did the two of them realize that until now, they were still facing each other intimately and sincerely, with his chest pressed against Tingzhang's injured back.He suddenly kissed Tingzhang's face passionately, and said, "I don't want anything but you."

After he left, the maid came in and arranged Tingzhang's temple hair and belt in an orderly manner.Tingzhang's expression was calm, and he couldn't see anything at all.

That night, when Tingzhang was going to bed, not long after Tingzhang lay down, a gap was suddenly raised in the curtain.The man came with the thin moonlight.Without saying a word, he undressed awkwardly, and then lay down beside Tingzhang.

Tingzhang sighed, and said softly, "Don't do this in the future, just in case..."

But he didn't answer the question: "Sixth brother, do you miss me?"

Tingzhang was quiet for a moment, but in the end he didn't say a word.

But he didn't feel depressed, but turned sideways to hug him, and called his name with great affection, "Tingzhang." His voice was as soft as a gentle whisper, "I miss you so much."

They were all young that year.

I miss you so much……