Proudly follow your heart

There was a burst of crimson covering the sun, as if it had just been taken out of the stove.

The glaring and startled red flashed past, and returned to the dark color, just like Nangong Cang Ao's face, after a sudden change, it returned to its original state, and nodded lightly, "I see."

Shu Yan immediately felt that the leader's expression at the moment was very much like Lord Jun, as long as he had been with Jun Zhanran for a long time, he would know that the more relaxed and shallow his expression, the greater the turmoil in his heart.

Not knowing what to say, Shu Yan backed away quietly, the sun-shielding knife was in Nangong Cang Ao's hand, it was dark and quiet, where the red light passed by just now, the curtains beside the bed were all shattered, and pieces fell down.

Knife Qi.

But as long as it is a good knife, it has a knife energy. The knife energy that covers the sun is restrained, but once it is activated, it shows its sharpness. It is not only a good knife, but also a precious knife that was once called a demon knife.

The so-called treasured sword psychic is precisely because the sword follows the heart, and the sun does not understand the human feelings in the world. It only has the killing intent in a flash.

If only I could kill that talkative old man.

It suddenly had this idea.

It would be great if we could kill those difficult so-called ministers, destroy that boat, and even destroy Daxia.

The red light flickered a few times, and a pair of hands stroked the back of the knife, and the light gradually faded.

Return to Shundu, and come to the imperial city again.

The day finally came, when he ascended the throne and became the Ninth Five-Year Supreme, no matter how much Jun Zhanran didn't want to admit it, the blood of the Huang family flowed through him after all.

What is it like to be an emperor?Zheri still doesn't know.Its owner is Nangong Cangao, not Jun Zhanran, it is just in the hands of Nangong Cangao, witnessing Jun Zhanran's ascension to the throne.

The blade trembled slightly in the scabbard, Nangong Cang Ao's hand holding the blade was tightly squeezed, it was unknown whether it was excitement or something else.

Although it doesn't understand many things in the world, it understands what responsibility is. Jun Zhanran finally returned here because of these two words. He never looked back at the place he wanted to return to the most. where to discard.

Now, he is sitting on the high throne in this rebuilt hall. He is wearing an imperial python robe and a golden jade crown. He has sixteen steps at his feet. Surrounded by high, like heaven and man.

In the early court, Nangong Cang Ao stood together with other ministers, bowing down and paying respects to the king.When Jun Zhanran asked them to get up, they stood up one by one and stood on both sides.

But Nangong Cang Ao is clearly different from the others.

Last night, he was clearly still in the king's bedroom, and the two of them were clearly as close as one person, why did they look different the next day?

The so-called monarchs and ministers are like this.

This sentence appeared in the conversation between the two of them.

No matter how much you disregard the eyes of the world, disregard ethics, above the court, there is always a division of monarchs and ministers.This is exactly what these two people did. The front is divided into monarchs and ministers, and what happens to the queen has nothing to do with others.

Nangong Cang Ao became the general of Da Xia, and with his ability as a general, no one would say anything else.His relationship with Jun Zhanran is well known, and no one dares to tease him face to face.

Originally, things should be settled like this, but after all, this is the court, where fame and fortune are fought, and there are many rumors going on. The relationship between Jun Zhanran and Nangong Cangao is not an ordinary monarch and concubine. Relationship.

"Did An Tong bring you a gift today?" In the imperial study room, Nangong Cang Ao was holding a scroll in his hand.

"Isn't it what you're holding in your hand?" Jun Zhanran looked up, then quickly lowered his head, and there was a thick pile of memorials on the case in front of him.

"I heard that the one who brought this painting is a stunning beauty."

He had intentions behind his words, of course Jun Zhanran could hear it, "So what?"

"Is he giving the painting, or giving it away?" Nangong Cang Ao teased, "Knowing that you belong to me, but still resorting to such unscrupulous means is really in vain for being the lord of the city."

"I am your man?" Jun Zhanran raised his eyes and smiled.

"Isn't it?" Nangong Cangao raised his eyebrows, and suddenly leaned closer and joked: "Now the whole world knows that you are mine, why don't you say so on the bed next time, let me try to make a kingdom How does it feel to be under the king..."

"As a general, you dare to say such a thing, you are quite courageous." Jun Zhanran blurted out with a frown, seeing Nangong Cang Ao's face, it was too late to take it back.

Nangong Cangao stared at him for a while with deep eyes, "It seems that the minister has overstepped."

After finishing speaking, he put down the drawing in his hand and walked out the door. Jun Zhan suddenly got up and wanted to chase after him, but stopped again. This pile of things is out of my mind.

How can the king and the minister stay together forever, regardless of you and me?The king is supreme, can another man treat him as his personal property?Even if it is allowed, what will the civil and military officials think?

Zheri Dao doesn't understand the world, but knows what pride is.

If the person on the throne was not Jun Zhanran, Nangong Cangao might not be willing to kneel down.If it were someone else who was the emperor, he would be pretty on the surface and thoughtful about everything, but what happened in the dark was another matter.

He has never put the imperial power in his eyes, and does his own way, that's the kind of person he is.

Although he pulled out the poison in Jun Zhanran's heart, Jun Zhanran also bound his hands and feet. He followed Jun Zhanran back to the palace. If it weren't for him, Daxia would not have this Nangong general.

When Jun Zhanran agreed to return to the palace, he never asked his opinion, but firmly believed that he would have no objection.If one goes back to the palace, the other will of course also go back.

Nangong Cangao didn't say much, as long as Jun Zhanran wanted to do this, he would definitely be by his side.If he is the emperor, he will assist him and protect the country of Daxia together. If he travels in the rivers and lakes, he will accompany him in the mountains and rivers and go to danger together.

Isn't this something that was said a long time ago?

The Sunshade Knife was quietly placed on the table, its red light flickering, the agreed upon matter, when it really comes...

Is there really no grudge in your heart?

The change, I don't know when it started, did it start from the cold war on this day, or from the day Nangong Cangao was invited to the banquet?Or from his frown, and a little rouge on his skirt?

"If we had never known each other! How could this happen! As the lord of Great Xia, I want to compete with Liu Ying, a singing girl! You will be free after leaving the palace, right? It is too presumptuous for you to be so blatant! "

"If you were there, you would know that this is not the case at all. Drinking is all it takes. Can a singing girl Liuying be compared to you? What are you talking about? Never met! Do you really hope that we have never met?! If this is the case, the king is the king and the minister is right Minister, I, Nangong Cangao, will never overstep the rules, and you don't want to provoke me either! Just be your emperor!"

The door was closed, and those who left the room never stepped in again.

In the early court, the ceremony of the monarch and his ministers, one is high above, and the other is looking up at the steps, can there be longing and pain in the eyes that look at each other?Zheri is the only weapon that civil and military officials are allowed to bring into the hall, and it has never seen anything except the calm on the surface.

These two people are very similar, both are too proud, and both know how to hide too much.

Zheri is not a human being, in its eyes there is only truth, it doesn't need to understand the surface, it only knows that Jun Zhanran doesn't want to see Nangong Cang Ao kneeling at his feet, even though Nangong Cang Ao doesn't mind.

He didn't like to see him do it.I don't like it either, making Nangong Cangao have to do it myself.

He is setting him free.

What about Nangong Cangao?

In the middle of the night, on the beam of the roof, a person was lying with a jug of wine and a long knife.

What is Nangong Cangao thinking?Maybe he should ask about the jug in his hand, ask about that cup of pear blossom wine, when he drank it, was he thinking about that person in the bedroom, or was he thinking about how to keep that person's reputation?

The king of a country must not be blamed because of him.Now that he is back, he will become the famous king of all countries and make the world submit to him!

Zhanran, you want to set me free, but what I want is to keep you safe.

I want you to be on this throne, without worries!

Zheri feels that people's hearts are complicated, and it will never understand why, it was agreed to sit on the world together, and plan a great plan together, why did it end up like this in the end?

It was clearly for the other party, but unconsciously, they were like strangers.

Zhe Ri didn't understand again, whether they had a tacit understanding, or were they too conceited, why did they think that this was the best way to treat each other?Day after day, it only saw that these two people had really kept their duties as monarchs and ministers, and it also saw that although the poison in Jun Zhanran's heart had been removed, frost had gradually grown.

The years passed like this.

During this long period of time, Zhe Ri drank a lot of human blood. On the battlefield, he followed Nangong Cang Ao and killed many powerful enemies. But this time, he no longer had that man, Jun Zhanran, by his side.

He is already the Ninth Five-Year Master, dominating the world, and his status does not allow him to go out easily.

On the battlefield, Zhe Ri heard the loud noise of iron hooves and the clash of swords, but never heard Nangong Cang Ao's heartfelt smile again.

If only Da Xia could be destroyed, that would be great, so that he could monopolize that person...

Over and over again, a voice kept saying this, but Zhe Ri knew very well that Nangong Cang Ao would never do anything, he wanted to do this only because of one person, and if he didn't do it, it was also for that person.

This year, the world is unified.

"The old minister has long known that this day will come..." The old Ji Nantian no longer had a pair of hidden eyes, and stood on the hall with his back slightly arched.

Having become the world-renowned Emperor of War, Jun Zhanran stood on the stairs with his hands behind his back and his eyes closed, "Which day? Is it the day when Xia Guojun came to the world, or the day when this emperor is above ten thousand people?"

Ji Nantian stroked his beard and laughed, "What's the difference? Your Majesty's name is the name of Great Xia. It's a blessing for His Majesty and Great Xia to bring back the four kingdoms. .”

"What about Nangong Cangao?" Jun Zhanran said a name that everyone in the world knows, and everyone knows.

"General Nangong has made great military exploits. Because of his unmarried life, His Majesty has always left the harem vacant. Everyone knows this and it has become a good story."

"A good story?" Jun Zhanran sneered, "I owe my title of Emperor of War to him. Half of Xia's success today is due to him. The relationship between me and him..."

"Your Majesty and General Nangong gave up their personal relationships for the sake of the country and the Great Xia, and all the officials saw it." Ji Nantian didn't seem to want him to continue talking.

"The relationship between me and him is still as you wished." The king turned his head, his face was calm, and his eyes were cold, "This was your intention from the beginning, everything was for the late emperor's last wish, everything was for the great Xia, that year you invited me back to the palace for this day."

Ji Nantian stared at the mist burning on the incense burner, was silent for a while, and replied: "Your Majesty and General Nangong are here, this is the good fortune of Xia Kingdom."

"Xia Guo no longer has General Nangong, he's gone." Jun Zhanran said suddenly.

"Gone? Where are you going? Or..." Ji Nantian's expression finally changed, "I heard that Nangong Cang Ao has returned victorious in this battle, what about the others? How come there is no news from him in these days?"

"He's gone." The king on the steps still only said this, looking at the sky outside the palace gate from a distance, "He's gone, I should go too..."

Taking off the golden jade crown with his hair tied, untied the imperial python robe, he walked down the stairs, letting the imperial robe be stained with dust and falling on the steps, as if he didn't see Ji Nantian, he went straight out.

Ji Nantian yelled, "Your Majesty, where are you going—"

The figure flashed and was already in the distance. Jun Zhan suddenly stopped and turned his head, "Where else can I go? He is waiting for me."

Under the sun, he smiled slightly, looked up at the sky, the silver strands of his hair turned gray for a while, Ji Nantian suddenly calculated the time, twenty years, His Majesty is in his prime, when... when did Have gray hair? !

"Your Majesty——" he shouted tremblingly.

Jun Zhanran has already gone.In the empty hall, only incense sticks are left, lingering slowly.

Zhan Ran...

Suddenly, a red light flickered slightly, Nangong Cangao shouted Jun Zhanran's name in his heart, and suddenly opened his eyes, only to realize that he had fallen asleep at some point, with the sun-shielding knife still in his hand.

On the blade, the red light faintly reveals a monster, and he suddenly remembered that Zhe Ri was once called a demon sword.

It was just a dream.

Could it be that the murderous intent in his heart awakened the hatred in the knife, which made him have such absurd dream?Putting the knife away again, he stood up, and Shuyan knocked on the door, "Leader! Master Jun replied to Ji Nantian!"

The door opened suddenly, Shu Yan hurriedly stepped aside, Nangong Cang Ao walked out without asking any questions.

At the bow of the boat, Jun Zhan stood facing the river, while Ji Nantian was still kneeling on the ground, a black shadow flashed, and a knife was already placed around his neck, "Ji Nantian, if he becomes emperor, even if I destroy Daxia, I will have to kill him." Take him back! Are you brave enough to ask him to go back, are you brave enough to bear the result?!"