Desire for shadows

"Have you finished dealing with your political affairs?" Shang asked casually, without expecting Duanmu's answer.

"Well, there are only some memorials left to deal with!" Duanmuxi habitually picked up Shang and half-lyed on the chaise longue.

"Shang'er, tell me, where did you go after I left?" Duanmu himself still relied on Shang to find his hidden guard, so he couldn't rely on the hidden guard to get news of Shang, and this time Shang'er was not very happy when he came back to Ze, now Duanmu wanted to know what happened after Shang, and if there was anything else that made Shang unhappy? "It's nothing. After you left, Duanmuning came and brought three men with him. Then Duanmuze saw me killing people, so I left. Then I met your fourth brother and lived with him in Beihan After a while, I went back to the palace." What Shang said was very simple and very boring.

"Did you meet Duanmuning? Why did he appear there?" Duanmu was a little worried. He didn't know what it would be like when Ning'er and Shang'er were together. He didn't want the two most important people to interact with each other. However, he didn't know what position he should take to make these two people reconcile.

"You care about Duanmuning very much!" Shang did not ask questions, but affirmed.He knew that Duanmuning was the son Xiaoyan cared about the most, but he would never get along well with Duanmuning. It would be fine if Duanmuning didn't come to provoke him, but if he was overwhelmed, what would he do?Kill Wushe, or let him go for the sake of Xiaoshu's face?So if there is a conflict between himself and Duanmuning, which side will Xiaoxi take?Shang wanted to know very much now.

"That's right, he is the only son left by the empress, and he was poisoned for no reason because of me, so I am very sorry to him." Speaking of Duanmu Ning, Duanmu was completely caught up in the past. in the memories.

Looking at the undisguised love on Duanmu's face, Shang felt that uncomfortable feeling in his heart reappeared, Duanmu didn't even notice that Shang came down from Duanmu's arms.In this way, Shang felt even more uncomfortable.

Um?When Duanmulu came back to his senses from the memories of five years ago, he found that the person who should have stayed in his arms had already walked to the window at some point.

"Shang'er, what are you looking at?" Duanmuxi didn't know what was worth noting around Qiankun Palace.

"It's nothing." Shang'er heard Duanmu's voice, turned her head, and said coldly.

"What's wrong?" Looking at Shang, Duanmu's mood seemed to get worse, and he stepped forward with concern.

"If Duanmuning and I confront each other, what will you do?" Shang's question is considered mild. If it is more intense, you can ask why Duanmuning and I are fighting to the death, Duanmuxi hopes that I will live or Duanmuning will live. ? (Isn't that a meaning?)

"Ah?" Duanmu's whole body was stiff, this was something he had never thought about, and he tried his best to avoid it. He only wanted to make Ning'er and Shang'er better, but he never thought that only one of them could survive.

"Forget it!" Shang instinctively felt that if he really asked, he would definitely not get the answer he wanted, and even this answer would make him even more uncomfortable, "Go and deal with the memorial! Political matters are important, we will wait until you finish dealing with them." Let's talk again!"

Seeing that Shang was a little bored, Duanmu knew that he hadn't given Shang a satisfactory answer, but he really didn't know how to answer, so Duanmu could only go to the front hall to review the memorial by himself.

"Your Majesty!" Seeing Duanmuxi's unhappy expression, Li Dewei offered a cup of tea, seeing that Del Duanmuxi, who was very happy at first, was now in a daze, holding the ink pen in a daze, and the unfolded memorial was always in a daze. They were all on the first page, but Duanmu's eyes didn't know where to look, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Huh?" Awakened by the sound of tea being served, Duanmuxi raised his head hastily, took a sip of tea, collected himself, and began to concentrate on reading the memorial.

"Shang'er!" Duanmuxi, who finally finished reviewing the memorial, sat alone for a long time and thought for a long time before going to the back hall to look for Shang.

"Shang'er!" Duanmuxi squatted in front of Shang'er, looking firmly into Shang's eyes. Although he could not reach the point where he could only look at Shang alone, he could seriously spread his heart in Shang's eyes. In front of him, otherwise he might lose Shang's trust and, like Ze, keep Shang far away.

"For me, Ning'er is my son, and you are the one I love. You are both equally important in my heart. If you ask me who I will help if there is a conflict between the two of you, this kind of Things didn't happen, and I don't know what will happen then, but I promise that no matter what the outcome is, I will always be by your side. I know you are not an ordinary person, and you have no intention of being emperor. When the time comes, I will abdicate, and we Let's go out of the palace together, okay?" Duanmu looked earnestly at Shang, wanting to get Shang's permission.

"Okay!" Looking into Duanmu's eyes, Shang could read its sincerity and sincerity, and Shang couldn't help but nodded.

Looking at Shang, Duanmu nodded and smiled happily. Like a child, he squatted tightly, hugged Shang, and buried his head deeply in Shang's waist.fine!fine!Shang will still believe in himself!

"Shang'er, what can I do?" Duanmu pressed on Shang's waist, and while speaking, he opened and closed, and the warm air planted around Shang's waist, causing Shang's waist to tingle a little, and his whole body trembling.

"Get up!" Shang couldn't stand it anymore, he had never felt such a strange feeling before, and intuitively, Shang felt that letting things develop would be dangerous.

"Mm~~~" Duanmu clung tightly to Shang's waist, as if he couldn't afford to die, his big head kept arching and arching.

Shang really had no choice but to let Duanmuyan wreak havoc around his waist, and with a roll of his eyes, Shang said in a difficult way, "Are you willing to do whatever I want?"

"Yes!" Duanmuxi finally raised his head and nodded fiercely, afraid that Shang would not believe it.

"Then what if—" Shang looked at Duanmu in confusion, as if he didn't know what to do.

Looking at Shang's appearance, Duanmuxi felt a little relaxed. It seemed that Shang would not have any weird requests.

"Then let's do a dance and watch it, the kind that ordinary dancers dance--" Shang looked narrowly at Duanmushu. In fact, he didn't know what the request was, but he wanted to see Duanmuqi That kind of embarrassment but in the end there is no way to compromise.

"Ah???" Duanmu looked at Shang in disbelief. Was it the kind of dance that was danced in a complicated dance costume with hands and feet exposed?How could the majestic king of a country do such a thing?But this was Shang's first request, if he didn't meet it, it would be too much to justify.Thus, Duanmu was entangled.

Looking at Duanmuxi's appearance, Shang enjoyed it very much, just watched like this without rushing, and did not urge Duanmuxi to perform, anyway, he just wanted to see Duanmuxi's embarrassing appearance.

"Hee hee..." Before he knew it, Shang still laughed out loud, thinking of Duanmu's strong body wearing a tailor-made dance costume and making various charming movements.

Hearing Shang's laughter, Duanmu Shang knew that he had been tricked by Shang, but in order to avoid Duanmu Shang making any more weird requests.