His Royal Highness was abducted by the black-bellied hall master

A soldier was shocked, Mu Qing was usually an iron-blooded general, how could he cry!But he still looked at Mu Qing following the soldier's guidance.

I saw that Mu Qing was standing in the wind and sand at this moment, and the corners of his eyes were red, which is rarely seen on weekdays.

"Damn it, it's true!" the soldier yelled.

It was just this shout that startled Mu Qing who was standing in the wind and sand.He suddenly turned his head and looked in the direction of the talking soldiers.

The soldier shut his mouth in a hurry.

Mu Qing said awkwardly, "The sand has blinded my eyes."

The hearts of the soldiers: cheating ghosts.

Looking at the yellow figure gradually disappearing in the wind and sand, Mu Qing deeply buried that ulterior feeling in his heart.

He didn't know when he fell in love with that person, whether it was under the gentle breeze and sunshine, or on the battlefield with long yellow sand, or in the smile from the corner of his eyes.

It's just that no matter when he fell in love with him, he knew that it was impossible for them.

Not to mention the difference in status, what's more, An Yehua obviously has a sweetheart.

He saw An Yehua defending against the enemy with the person beside him, going in and out together, never giving up, talking and laughing at Yanyan.

He knew that he couldn't participate in that person's life, and he also knew that his life was already filled by others.

Gusts of wind blew on the land outside the Great Wall, rolling up gusts of sand, and the wind-blown sand fell into the heart of a frontier soldier, buried his premature emotions, and covered them with a layer of unknown dignity.

Mu Qing flicked the hem of the jersey, took one last look at the distant horizon where no one was there, and turned to leave.

The soldiers of the three armies returned to their hometown in honor, and the people of the imperial city lined the road to welcome them.

Amidst the sound of firecrackers, An Yehua, wearing a bright yellow battle armor, entered through the gate of the imperial city with thousands of soldiers behind him, and Mo Yu, who had changed his face, was sitting on the horse beside him.

Amid the din of people, he saw that many soldiers in the team saw their families and embraced them on the street.

The long-lost relatives gather together, with tears in their eyes, and hand in hand.

Looking at this scene, An Yehua was also happy, but there would inevitably be sacrifices on the battlefield. He still remembered the corpses in the trenches, and the soldiers who were willing to die on the battlefield.

Thinking of this, my heart is inevitably heavy.

He felt the boldness and enthusiasm of the soldiers outside the Great Wall, and he also knew the most sincere thoughts in their hearts when he had a drink with them.

An Yehua knew what they wanted.It is a very ordinary wish to reunite with relatives, marry a wife and have children, but it is the distant dream of many frontier soldiers.

In the main hall of the imperial palace, the emperor sat on the throne, and all the civil and military officials stood on the ground. They were strict and solemn, but they still couldn't stop their joy.

Wearing a battle armor, An Yehua walked up from outside the hall step by step, and walked towards the emperor sitting high in the hall step by step.

After walking in, An Yehua knelt on one knee and cupped his fists and said, "I will see my father!"

The emperor saw his son whom he had not seen for a long time, his face was joyful, and he hurriedly woke him up.

"The emperor has made a lot of contributions here, what reward do you want?"

An Ye Huafu knelt down again, and said to the emperor: "I don't want any rewards, I just want to ask my father for one thing?"

"What is it?" asked the emperor.

"I beg my father to set up a tomb of heroic souls again, as a requiem for the heroes who died in frontier battles. And postulate their titles, and issue pensions to their families, so that they can settle down."

This remark hit the emperor's heart, he already had an idea and agreed immediately.

An Yehua said again: "My minister hopes to reform the military merit system in the frontier, abolish the original hereditary title system, and change it to a military merit award system."

As soon as this remark came out, the ministers in the hall became restless.

Most of the ministers in the seat are descendants of nobles, who inherited the official positions of their ancestors.

Although An Yehua's military merit conferring system is only talking about the frontier, it will obviously damage their interests. After all, he is talking about the frontier now, but who knows if he will talk about the court in the future? The court system has also been changed.

So they were determined not to let it happen.

"It's ridiculous, I think this is absolutely impossible." A grey-haired old minister knelt under the hall, plausibly saying: "This hereditary system of titles is passed down from the ancestors, how can you say that it should be changed? If it is changed , wouldn’t that be a departure from the precepts of the ancestors?”

Many ministers also knelt down one after another, talking about their ancestors.

The emperor rubbed his eyebrows with a headache.

An Yehua clenched his fists, and said in a cold voice: "The rules established by the ancestors were originally intended for the people of the Li people. Today, the ancestral system is changed for the sake of the people of the Li people. How can you deviate from the precepts?"

The minister refused to let go: "As His Royal Highness said, the ancestors set the rules for the people of Liming, so they should not be amended lightly. Who knows if this modification will be harmful to the people of Liming. His Royal Highness keeps saying that it has been changed. The system is for the people of Liming, so if we don’t want to change this system, it is also for the people of Liming!”

The minister was obviously irrational, all he wanted was to be enshrined in the family for generations and to receive all the favors.

An Yehua wanted to say something, but the emperor interrupted everyone.

"Don't talk about it, let's talk about it later. Today, the emperor's return from victory, we should celebrate it."

Hearing this, An Yehua lowered his eyes, it seemed that this would be very difficult.

He also heard from a lecturer that a country’s system is hard to change, because whenever a system is established, there will be people who benefit from it. When they gain a firm foothold under this system, they will firmly guard the system. The system will not allow others to destroy it.

Because once the system they guard is destroyed, their interests will be damaged, and no one will allow others to harm their own interests.

At night, the candles flickered, and a figure fell on the window paper.

An Yehua was sitting in the bedroom at the moment, holding a pen in one hand, looking at the rice paper in front of him, thinking alone.

The relationship among the nobles is currently complicated, he has no way to start, he can only wait for the opportunity, wait for the opportunity to uproot them and implement a new system.

This new system can benefit the people of Zechao, as well as the entire Zechao. He will not give up this idea because of some cunning old stubborn.When Mo Yu came in with a lunch box, he saw An Yehua sitting on a chair, holding a pen, thinking about something.

"Brother," he leaned over and saw what An Yehua had written on the paper.

An Yehua is not afraid of him watching. When he thinks, he likes to write down what he thinks, and then think about the countermeasures.

Mo Yu saw clearly what was written on the paper, shook her head and said, "Brother, this is difficult."

It was the first time An Yehua heard the word difficult from his mouth, and looked at him in a daze for a moment.

Seeing An Yehua looking at him, Mo Yu leaned over to An Yehua, smiled and said, "However, no matter how difficult it is, I will always be with my brother and help him finish it."

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Chapter 87 With a handsome face close at hand, An Yehua's mood improved a lot.

An Yehua looked at Mo Yu approaching, and covered his brows and eyes with his hands, then suddenly moved closer and kissed Mo Yu's lips.

This was a light kiss, and when Mo Yu realized it, An Yehua had already left his lips and was looking at him with a smile.

The smile of the person in front of him was as warm as a spring breeze, and the place where he was kissed was like a dragonfly touching the water, and there were ripples, which were very itchy.

Mo Yu couldn't help lowering his figure, and kissed An Yehua's smiling lips. He put his hands on the back of the head of the person in front of him, preventing him from escaping.

The sound of breathing gradually became disordered, Mo Yu left An Yehua's lips, with a smile in the corner of his eyes, he looked at him and said, "Brother, you lit the fire yourself, so you are responsible for putting it out."

An Yehua was panted by his kiss, but he still smiled. He said, "Xiao Yu, you brought supper. I'm just hungry. Let's eat first." Busy with the courtiers, the food on the table didn't move much, and she was really hungry at the moment.

Mo Yu watched An Yehua eat from the sidelines.

The interior of the dormitory marked by candlelight was as bright as day, and the person in front of him was sitting at the table, with white wrists, and he was delivering things to his mouth spoon by spoon, gracefully and elegantly, but not at a slow speed.

Mo Yu looked at that bright wrist, and always felt that it had some magical power hooking him.

Mo Yu swallowed, staring at that wrist.

An Yehua saw that he was watching him eating and thought he was hungry, so he took a spoonful of rice and fed it to Mo Yu's mouth, saying, "Let's eat together if you are hungry."

Mo Yu looked at An Yehua with dim eyes, and said, "Brother, I'm really hungry."

An Yehua didn't catch the meaning behind his words for a moment, he said, "Then I'll feed you."

Mo Yu approached him and pulled him over. He hugged the waist of the person in front of him and said, "Okay, then brother feed me."

Only then did An Yehua realize that something was wrong, but it was too late, Mo Yu picked him up and walked towards the bed.

An Yehua didn't intend to reject him either. Since they went to the frontier, the two of them haven't been relieved for a long time.

The two bodies were tightly pressed together, and Mo Yu hugged An Yehua's waist from behind.

He lowered his head, breathed out almost bewitchingly hot breath in An Yehua's ear, and said, "Brother, we are married now, how about you call me husband?"

Half of An Yehua's face was buried in the quilt. Hearing what he said, his blushing face became even redder now.

He turned around, hugged Mo Yu's neck, his eyes blurred, and said, "Why didn't you call me Husband?"

Mo Yu: "Because the people below should call the people above you Husband."

Hearing this, An Yehua recalled his thoughts before the expedition, and his heart moved, so he said, "Then let's change positions."

"Does brother want to be on top?"

An Yehua nodded.

Mo Yu laughed and reversed the positions of the two.

Mo Yu's action made An Yehua exclaim.

The thing was so deep that An Yehua was trembling all over, his toes curled up, tearing the bed sheet.

However, he obviously didn't think like this, the one he was talking about was not this one.

An Yehua was a little sullen, but because he had been ups and downs in lust for a long time, the words he said had no deterrent effect, but trembling with some unknown meaning: "Mo Yu, I didn't mean that, hurry up. Get out."

Mo Yu went out obediently, An Yehua supported Mo Yu's chest with his hands and tried to get up, but someone grabbed his wrist again and pulled it down.

An Yehua's tears of pain came out, Mo Yu took the opportunity to turn over, he kept moving, looked at the tearful person under him and said, "My husband."

An Yehua couldn't stand being tortured by him, so he could only beg for mercy: "Husband."

"I yelled, but you... some."

But it didn't work.

After a night of ups and downs, when it was over, An Yehua couldn't even move his fingers.

Mo Yu hugged him in her arms and kissed his cheek.

An Yehua said that he has never been so speechless in his life.

Why do things always backfire? !What did he do wrong for God to punish him like this? !

He has to go to court!

An Yehua dragged his weak body to get up, but was pulled down again.

The man who pulled him down had a smirk on his face, looked at him and said, "Brother can ask for leave today."

An Yehua felt that he couldn't be that stupid king who abandoned the country for the sake of beauty, even though the person in front of him was indeed beautiful|attractive.

He coughed twice, and said seriously: "Xiao Yu, I should go to work."

Mo Yu curled her lips: "Is it not a business for brother to accompany me?"

Seeing Mo Yu's aggrieved look, An Yehua suddenly wanted to tease him.

He suddenly stretched out his hand to pinch Mo Yu's chin, narrowed his eyes: "Xiao Yu, good boy, brother will come to accompany you when he goes to court."

Seeing the suddenly flushed face of the person in front of him, An Yehua smiled, patted the quilt in satisfaction, and was about to get out of bed.

But suddenly there was a whirlwind, and An Yehua felt dark in front of him.When he regained his composure, a person was crushed in front of him.

A face in front of him was enlarged, and both of them were naked, sticking together.

An Yehua pushed Mo Yu's chest with both hands, feeling the heat in his palms, his ears were so red that he was about to bleed, his face was a little flustered, and the arrogance just now disappeared instantly: "Get up quickly, I'm going to be late .”

Mo Yu squinted her eyes and looked at the person below her, and said, "Brother, don't you know that men in the morning can't be seduced?"

An Yehua said, I forgot!

Then, An Yehua managed not to go to Chengchao Dynasty.

When the eunuch in An Yehua Palace came to ask the emperor for leave, the emperor raised his head and looked at the little eunuch.

For some reason, he always felt that the little eunuch's face was a little red.

But concern for his son prevailed, and the emperor did not think deeply.

He thought that An Yehua was overworked after the expedition and needed to take a break, so he asked someone to send An Yehua bird's nest, ginseng and other supplements.

When the supplements arrived, Mo Yu was helping An Yehua wipe his body.

Indulging in sex overnight will inevitably make her body sticky, but An Yehua really doesn't want to move.

He half-closed his eyes, lying lazily on the bathtub, the hot mist fell on his face, he could vaguely see the outline of the beautiful face, and his fair body was looming in the mist.

Mo Yu wiped his body for him, and he readily accepted it. After so many times, he had long since lost the shyness at the beginning, and got along with Mo Yu like an old husband and wife.

The eunuch brought the tonic, and the maid in the palace knocked on the door to report.

After hearing this, Mo Yu leaned closer to An Yehua, almost brushing An Yehua's face with his lips, and said, "Brother, after taking so many supplements, will you be pregnant?"

An Yehua blushed, but An Yehua was speechless.

Men can't have children!

How should he correct Mo Yu's gradually distorted thoughts!

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