Wearing the white moonlight of a rival

The sword in his hand was clenched tightly, Gu Heng stared at Wei Minghuan intently, his eyes were full of vigilance and vigilance.

Wei Minghuan naturally saw it, his eyes fell on Gu Heng's sword-holding hand, "If you have no guilt in your heart, why are you so nervous?"

Gu Heng said solemnly: "Of course I have no guilt in my heart, but Your Majesty wants to involve those rebellious officials and thieves. Is it possible that you still want to uncover the previous treason case?"

"You know who I'm talking about." Wei Minghuan said.

Gu Heng said: "Why does Your Majesty have to test again and again? What is there to say openly, if Your Majesty insists on putting a knife on my neck, I have nothing to say."

Gu Heng decided to shatter the jar, anyway, this happened, and Wei Minghuan would die in the worst case.

In the few moments just now, Gu Heng had many thoughts in his mind. Even if Wei Minghuan found out his identity, but in the past few decades, apart from the conspiracy and scheming when he took the throne, there were still some other things. love.

Gu Heng felt that it would not be enough for Wei Minghuan to directly order his own head to be chopped off. Of course, it might also make the other party think that he is a monster. Maybe it is possible to lock him up specifically to study the art of immortality.

But as long as he is given a chance and time, he can always persuade Wei Minghuan and reach a consensus with the other party.Based on his years of understanding of Wei Minghuan, there is at least a [-]-[-]% chance.

Thinking of this, Gu Heng felt a little lost, and his eyes dimmed a little.

Seeing the change in Gu Heng's expression, Wei Minghuan was very puzzled. He didn't know that this man was vicious just now. He looked like he was going to kill him, but he lost his will in an instant, and even loosened his hand holding the sword.

"I never thought of putting a knife on your neck." Wei Minghuan said.

Gu Heng threw the long sword in his hand, and only heard the sound of the sword falling to the ground, which was so obvious in the quiet and empty courtyard.

Wei Minghuan looked at the man in front of him, and the man's expression seemed to be surrendering his life.

Sure enough, I heard the other party say: "In the past six years, the Changting Marquis Mansion has paid enough. My father and brother are both talented and virtuous people. Your Majesty's great ambitions always need their contribution, so don't get involved any more." They are."

The last modal particle seems to be sighing.

Gu Heng somewhat resigned himself to his fate, and just now Wei Minghuan called out his name in one word, he still had some courage to fight to the end, at worst, he would fight to the end with a sword.

But after thinking about it, if he is willing to go all out, what about his father, brother and relatives?

They have already gone through six years of trembling and trembling, and they are no longer the high-spirited, glorious and prosperous years ago. The reason is not because he wants to fight for the supreme position for the fourth prince Wei Mingkai.

Otherwise, with the honor of the Changting Marquis Mansion, how could it be reduced to such a point?Even his father was smeared by rumors in the capital city.

If this time, let them lose their current stable life for him, Gu Heng only feels that he is unfilial.

He lowered his eyes, silently thinking about a series of consequences after being exposed by Wei Minghuan.

But what he didn't expect was that Wei Minghuan suddenly said: "Master Heng, did you forget what you said to me that night a few days ago?"

"What?" Gu Heng raised his eyes.

Wei Minghuan continued: "Didn't you ask yourself to be the knife in my hand? What do you mean now?"

"I..." Gu Heng didn't quite understand Wei Minghuan's words. Could it be that the other party saw through his true identity?Don't they confront each other, and then end up with a broken head and blood?

Wei Minghuan bent down and picked up Gu Heng's old sword from the ground. He slowly stroked the word Heng on the hilt, as if he was reminiscing with an old friend, with a somewhat affectionate look on his face.

Gu Heng stared blankly, and was even more confused.

Wei Minghuan handed the old sword to Gu Heng, "Heng, I gave you this sword, so don't throw it away easily."

Gu Heng seemed to see a trace of nostalgia in Wei Minghuan's eyes, he was very puzzled, "It's just a broken sword..."

"A sword is like a gentleman, and it has its strength of character." Wei Minghuan grabbed Gu Heng's hand and made him hold the hilt tightly, "Since you know your son so well, how can you throw away his adornment at will?" sword?"

"?" Gu Heng suddenly came to his senses when he heard the voice. Could it be that Wei Minghuan didn't recognize him?

Wei Minghuan twitched the corners of his mouth and smiled slightly. For some reason, he looked bitter.

"Heng, you and Gu Hengdang are very close, right?"

"No, it doesn't count..." Gu Heng hesitated when he heard his name.

Wei Minghuan sighed, turned around and looked at the white clouds in the sky, his gaze seemed distant and ethereal.

"What I've been looking for all my life, I've come to this point, but I find it's still out of reach." With his back to Gu Heng, Wei Minghuan's voice was very soft, as if it took a lot of effort to hear clearly.

Gu Heng didn't speak, he listened quietly.

Wei Minghuan paused for a moment, then continued: "Heng, you resist me so much, and you are so close to Gu Heng, you are..."

Gu Heng suddenly felt bad.

"Do you have any thoughts about Gu Heng?" Wei Minghuan suddenly turned around, looked at Gu Heng's face, and asked word by word.