Proudly follow your heart

Jun Zhanran looked at him, Nangong Cangao also looked at him, and Ji Nantian stared at him with a terrifying expression.

"Prince Zhan?" Nangong Cangao didn't let her get up when she spoke first. The man who usually treats women more or less fondly, smiled slightly, but his eyes were sharp.

"Who is King Zhan you call? Which one do you know is King Zhan?" He asked with a charming smile.

Seeing his smile, the woman couldn't help shivering, looked around the faces of the three of them, her eyes finally settled on the indifferent man, she wanted to answer, but she didn't dare to speak.

"Just say it." Wanting to know how she recognized Jun Zhanran, Nangong Cangao asked patiently.

No matter in Jianghu or court, there are as many women who love Yingshuai Nangong Cangao as stars. Seeing his smile, they can only be happy. Never seen someone who is so afraid of him. This woman is certainly a bit timid, but seeing him Nangong Cangao frowned impatiently, but Jun Zhanran couldn't help but smile.

"You are King Zhan." At this time she looked at him, "Everyone thinks that he died in the chaos of the palace, but in fact he was not dead, King Huangzhan of Xia Guozhan. He is amazingly talented and has a wonderful hand. He is known as Ghost Hand Wushuang. Your pseudonym Jun Zhanran intends to overthrow Pingkang Huanghuangde..."

"Go on, who are you and why are you here?" Jun Zhanran put away the smile in his eyes.

"Take it back and ask and you'll know!" Ji Nantian sneered.

His hair was disheveled, his eyes sparkled, and he stretched out his hand to grab her after he finished speaking. The woman was probably worried, and didn't dare to look directly at her. She backed away and shouted in a hurry: "I'm not a villain! I'm Landong Messenger! Come here on orders!"

As he spoke, he dug out a pile of letters from his bosom.

Several people were surprised, Ji Nantian didn't care to ask her about her origin, took the letter raft, held it in his hand, glanced at it, and handed it to Jun Zhanran, "Your Highness—" presented it respectfully.

Jun Zhanran opened it, his eyes swept over it, and he had read the book on it. There was not much content in it, but it was exactly what the woman said, and it was evidenced by the imperial seal affixed by the Lord of Landong.

"Are you sure it's not fake?" Nangong Cang Ao looked it over carefully, "The paper used in this book raft is really unusual, and it is indeed not something ordinary people can afford."

He has never been a careless person, and there must be a reason for every decision. He let Ji Nantian go before because he had a copy of the Guantian Heart Sutra in his hand. With a few words.

Jun Zhanran didn't answer, his eyes were fixed on the book raft, and he was silent for a long time.

Ji Nantian also took the raft of books, looked and looked again, and suddenly understood why Jun Zhanran was silent, "The former emperor was good at collecting book seals, and he made good friends with the monarch of Landong. He once gave him an imperial seal for correspondence. This is the seal."

Emperor Yongsheng Huanghe, Jun Zhanran's father, Nangong Cangao heard Chuji Nantian's emotion, turned to look at Jun Zhanran, he didn't seem to hear his words, his mind seemed to have gone far away.

Under what circumstances did he see this seal back then, and was he sitting on his father's lap like other children, flipping through court officials' memorials, and knocking on the seal with his hands...

Nangong Cang Aoyao thought about that scene, and lightly brushed the dead leaves off Jun Zhanran's shoulders, "The wind is blowing, let's go back and talk about it."

The war started in spring, and before we knew it, it had already entered autumn.

When the cool fingertips touched the warm palm, Jun Zhanran couldn't help holding Nangong Cangao's hand tightly, "This seal has a depression on the right side of the handwriting. It was when the father engraved the seal. , I played with him and unintentionally caused..."

Is this the seal engraved by Emperor Yongsheng himself?Nangong Cang Ao did not expect that Langdong and Daxia had such a good relationship, the woman was also dumbfounded.

"No wonder, Your Majesty once said that this seal was a gift from a friend, I hope someone will recognize it in the Xia Kingdom, it turns out—" She has seen this seal and remembered the flaws on it, "Your Majesty also said that he would give him this book The person of the seal once said that the biggest flaw of this seal is also its most special feature, which is unique in the world.”

This was caused by his most valued heir, even if it was flawed, it became the most precious and unique.

This is the pride of being a father, and he even gave it to the monarchs of other countries as a pride.

There is no second in the world, is it this seal, or this prince who was treated differently by Emperor Yongsheng back then?

There is no other in the world.

Jun Zhanran couldn't help but took a long breath, "Let's go back."

He didn't say a word along the way until he arrived at the camp. When he turned around, he regained his calmness and ordered lightly, "Ji Nantian, Langdong's envoy, treat me well."

"I obey the order." The arrival of the Landong envoy seemed to have a special meaning to Ji Nantian, and his obedience was surprising.

Jun Zhanran didn't care about his attitude, and the emissary didn't find it strange at all. She was arranged in the tent next to Princess Beijiang's Bai Lingsha, and she didn't seem to be dissatisfied with all of this. Called him as he was leaving.

"King Zhan, don't you want to know why I came here?" She stood in front of the tent, wearing a plain long dress, her not-so-glamorous face looked bright in the sunlight, and she asked cautiously.

"No hurry, I will come to you when I want to know." Too many memories were brought back, Jun Zhanran just wanted to be alone for a moment.

But this wish is not easy to realize nowadays, especially when there is a keen man beside him, who always seems to be able to understand his mind clearly.

"What are you thinking?" As expected, not long after Jun Zhanran stood alone in front of the mountain, a familiar voice came from behind him.

The mountain breeze was gentle, and the cold autumn wind rolled up the smell of dead leaves. The air was dry, dry and bitter. A cloak was draped over his shoulders against the wind, "Tell me what you're thinking, Zhan Ran."

"Father, he never said that he wanted to make me the crown prince." He frowned slightly, "In fact, he should know that I don't care about the throne."

After a pause, he continued, "To be honest, there are still people in this world who value you so much. Knowing your uniqueness makes people feel a little uncomfortable." One moment he was still comforting Jun Zhanran, but the next moment, the topic changed , he actually said such a thing.

"My father?" Raising his eyebrows inconceivably, Jun Zhanran saw Nangong Cang Ao's serious side face.

"He has known Zhanran's specialness for a long time, he knew that you will not be a thing in the pool in the future, and he once hugged you on his lap." Speaking righteously, Nangong Cang Ao looked dissatisfied.

"Stupid, don't joke." Seeing him complaining so seriously, Jun Zhanran couldn't help laughing.

Nangong Cang Ao suddenly held his face in his hands, staring deeply, "That's the kind of smile."

"Only I can see this kind of smile, and only I can see it." His eyes seemed to see the deepest part, and his warm palms were pressed against Jun Zhanran's face, and touched his cold earlobes.

Getting close to the kiss, he put it in his mouth, and then let go of the kiss, "Do you hear that, Zhanran?"

"If you don't smile for you, who else can you smile for?" Jun Zhanran snorted, "I always feel that the longer I get along with you, the less I look like myself in some ways."

"Where are you talking about?" Nangong Cang Ao let go of him, and cold air swept in.

He shrank his neck, unfolded his cloak, and embraced Nangong Cangao into the cloak, "I never recalled the past before, and even if I did, it was only the day I died. I always saw that red wall, that Red tile, seeing the scarlet sky in front of me... because of the blood in my eyes."

So everything is bloody, all dazzling red.

"What about now?"

"Now, I think of my father and my days in the palace. I even remember that Huang De took me together to make trouble in my father's study, even though it was only once."

"So you hesitated?"

"How could it be?" As if hearing a joke, Jun Zhanran shook his head, "I just discovered that my heart is not all hatred, it turns out that I am still a human..."

He is not a ghost, not a ghost in the world.

Not knowing whether to be angry or to laugh, Nangong Cangao shook his head, "Zhan Ran, sometimes you are amazingly smart, and sometimes you are terribly dull. If you only had hatred in your heart, how could you love me? If you only had hatred, how could you still love me?" Haven't forced Huangde to go to a dead end?"

"Actually, you have never forgotten it, you just don't let yourself think about it." Such a contradictory temperament, in Nangong Cangao's view, is really cute.

"I thought it would make me weak, whether it's in the relationship or in the past." Jun Zhanran is not afraid to admit this now, but only in front of Nangong Cangao.

Whether it's frankness, or the extreme and lonely back then, in Nangong Cangao's eyes, he has never changed, "Recognize that your heart is not weak, think about those who died at your hands, have you ever regretted killing someone?"

"Never." Jun Zhanran replied without hesitation, "Whether it's a man or a woman, good or evil, or why you died at my hands, if you are killed by me, you will be killed by me. What I do is absolutely irrelevant. No regrets, let alone denial."

"Yes, this is you, my Zhanran." Feng Li's voice was as dry as this autumn day, but it was warm and full of appreciation, "So you are you, whether you are called Jun Zhanran or Huang Zhan, They are all people I love with all my heart.”

Nangong Cang Ao was never shy about expressing his feelings, he always seemed to see things clearly, he was always so direct, and always confessed his feelings.

In this regard, Jun Zhanran will never be as good as him, but he will also be influenced by the other party, "You too, so you are not allowed to leave me in this life. Without you, I don't know what I would become. "

"If there is no such thing, there will never be." Hugging him, the two stood in the wind, and there seemed to be no chill in the autumn wind, only the heat between the chests.

If there is no Nangong Cang Ao, perhaps Jun Zhanran will become a real evil ghost after all, hatred is all he has, ruthless and heartless.

If there was no Nangong Cangao, maybe he would have destroyed Daxia and himself with hatred, without the past and without seeing the future.

If there is no Nangong Cangao, maybe he will never know what love is, he won't know that he is in pain, let alone understand how happy it is to be able to embrace what he loves.

Fortunately, there is no such assumption.

That year, autumn, Landong Kingdom sent envoys, but it was not Xia Guoping Kanghuang who had an audience.

This move not only shows the position of Landong Kingdom, but also implies that Landong, who has always stayed out of the matter, like Lin Nan, has long had objections.

There are no eggs under the cover of the nest. Once the Great Xia Kingdom falls apart, if the subordinate countries do not prepare in advance, they may be affected by the fish in the pond. They will be used by the Great Xia as a tool, rather than come back at that time. , it is better to choose one side first.

Obviously, Landong chose Zhan Wang Jun Zhanran who already had Lin Nan and Bei Jiang as his support.

The fact that Emperor Pingkang murdered his relatives and seized the throne has become known all over the world, no matter whether his murder of Emperor Yongsheng is true or not, it has already been widely spread.

People tend to be kind, and the common people would naturally not like having such a king, not to mention that Emperor Pingkang had never had a good reputation before.

There are evil spirits sent by Nangong Cang Ao and Jun Zhanran to cause trouble inside, the prince died, there are still wars outside, the vassal states defected, and Emperor Pingkang is already devastated, but there is still no major action, I don’t know what he is waiting for.

Jun Zhanran didn't seem to be in a hurry, he seemed to be waiting, waiting for his brother on the throne to collapse, and for Xia Guo to perish step by step.

He wants to make him suffer.

It's like the punishment of cutting, if you want Yinjiu to explain it, the essence of the punishment is to let people watch their own flesh being cut off with a knife, but still not dead.

Sometimes not dying is more terrifying than dying.

Three days later, Jun Zhanran summoned the Langdong envoy, even though he had already guessed her reason for coming.

In the past three days, the envoy hadn't stepped out of the tent. He was relieved to be summoned this time, "I have been waiting for His Highness to see me."

Since he was a child, it has been a long time since he was called that by outsiders. Jun Zhanran nodded, "Sit."

This is Jun Zhanran's tent. The inside is very clean and there are not many things. It seems that the camp will be withdrawn from here at any time. The woman took a look and stopped looking at it.

Of course, Jun Zhanran was not alone in the tent, and Nangong Cangao was naturally there too. The two of them sat casually, but the female envoy was a bit cramped, she didn't seem like a seasoned person, why would the Lord Landong send such a person here? It was a common question in the hearts of both of them.

Nangong Cangao is actually a suspicious person, and Jun Zhanran is even more suspicious, but he is used to keeping his face calm and does not show it.

Flipping through the letter from Zhan Li, Jun Zhanran didn't speak, Nangong Cangao was wiping his knife, covering the sun with the scabbard, the red light was slightly visible, and there was a hint of sharpness in the air out of thin air.

They didn't ask any questions, the woman had thought of the words in her heart, but held them in her throat, maybe it was because she was afraid, she seemed afraid to speak.

Yang Ling was in charge of training the soldiers, the clamor outside was loud, they wanted to fight back to Xia Guo, and when they heard that the envoys from Landong had come, their morale was even higher, no one in the tent spoke, only the sound of soldiers training outside the tent.

After listening for a while, she couldn't bear it anymore, "Why didn't Your Highness join forces with Xia's domestic troops to take down Emperor Pingkang in one fell swoop?"

As soon as she opened her mouth to ask such a question, Jun Zhanran had to look up at her, and Nangong Cangao also stopped, "Your Majesty thinks so? You only need to unite with Linnan's previous soldiers and horses to be able to Take Xia Kingdom in one fell swoop?"

"Mu Zhaoran used to be a general of the Xia Kingdom, but now he brings Lin Nan's soldiers and horses to resist the Xia army for you in the Xia Kingdom. His Majesty believes that you must have something extraordinary, so you will keep so many capable people for you one after another. Use it." After speaking, she took another look at Nangong Cang Ao.

"I'm different from them." The black-haired man put away his long knife and raised his eyebrows.

"He is willing, because I have a different relationship with him. As for the others, some people are forced by me because I have their relatives in my hands and a country to help me. They are also forced by me because I have their princess in my hands." Speaking of these things of coercion and use, this man didn't even move his eyebrows.

He still seemed very arrogant and noble.

"Emperors use people well, but they always whitewash it. It's rare for you to be so outspoken!" She was surprised.

"Because I'm not an emperor, why be afraid to admit it." Jun Zhanran replied lightly, with no ups and downs in his expression.

"But Your Majesty said that you will be one day. This is the expectation of the last emperor of the Great Xia Kingdom, Emperor Yongsheng."

"What else did your Majesty say?" Nangong Cang Ao vaguely sensed the strangeness of this woman, and asked again intentionally.

She didn't know his intentions, and looked at Jun Zhanran, "Although Mu Zhaoran refused to accept it, he still helped you. Although you didn't like him, you handed over the soldiers and horses. You killed countless people, but you never concealed it. You treated the people well, but you showed kindness." Kind-hearted, so many...Employing people without suspicion is the emperor's behavior, and being daring is the emperor's character, and winning people's hearts is what an emperor must do."

When she said these words, her expression was different from before, she talked freely, without any timidity, she turned into another person.

Nangong Cang Ao narrowed his eyes, "She is a strange person."

"An alien?" Jun Zhanran also sensed something was wrong, "You mean..."

"What she said and said are all other people's ideas. When someone told her, she will write it down and repeat it in front of you. Her tone and demeanor are as if someone is controlling it from afar. There will be no mistakes or omissions. "He looked slowly.

"I thought such aliens had long since disappeared." Nangong Cang Ao continued, but this time he was facing the envoy.