The power of rebirth

After walking to the table, "Come here... move all the memorials here, and I will revise the memorials here from now on!"

"It's already late at night, the emperor should go back." The entourage beside him cautiously reminded him.

Only then did Minghan look at the sky, "It's already so late?" Then he turned around and saw that Mingyuan was still meditating, so he got up and walked in front of him, stroking his smooth head, "It feels good..."

Mingyuan didn't open it, "It's time for the emperor to return..."

Minghan held those hands, "Are you driving me away?"

Ming Yuan withdrew his hand, closed his eyes and continued to meditate.

"Are you hungry?" He turned around and said, "Ready for supper..."

After a while, supper was served at every table, and Ming Han dragged Ming Yuan to the dining table, "You're starving."

Ming Yuan couldn't help frowning when he saw the table full of meat, "The poor monk...only eats vegetarian food."

Ming Han handed over a piece of meat, "Open your mouth..."

Mingyuan didn't move.

"But this king has let you return to vulgarity, this meat can be eaten, and wine can also be drunk." Ming Han handed the meat to Ming Yuan's mouth again, "If you don't eat it, then I will feed you? "

Ming Yuan frowned and remained unmoved with a sullen face.

"Hmm...cough cough" Suddenly there was a burst of hot air with a meaty smell, "cough cough..."

The mouth is full of oily taste, and I want to vomit... But the man's tongue keeps stirring... I really want to vomit.

"Cough cough..."

Ming Yuan propped himself up on the table and coughed violently, then subconsciously took a few steps back, "You...you promised me, you won't force me..."

After hearing this, Ming Han stopped approaching, "If you are willing to eat..."

Ming Yuan bit the bullet and poured the meat and wine into his mouth.Until that person showed a satisfied smile...

"Shen Lin..."

"Um……"

Ming Han took Ming Yuan's hand, "Do you know? How much this king likes you, and this king swears to make you the happiest person in the whole world."

Mingyuan withdrew his hand, "...I am a man, and I have cut off my lust. Your majesty..."

"It's getting late, go to bed earlier, the king will go back first."

After Ming Han left, Ming Yuan ran to spit out all the food he had just been forced to eat, then lay down on the bed and sneered for a while.

"Like it? Hehe...he said he likes it...haha...hahaha"

half a month later.

When Mingyuan got up, he couldn't find the monk clothes he had brought over, and there was a set of satin moonlight robes hanging on the screen.

"The empress has arrived... the eldest prince has arrived..." There was a sudden announcement from outside the door.

Ming Yuan turned his head to see that the sky had just dawned, and then put his clothes on his body, "It's time to come... always come back."

"The poor monk has seen the empress..."

Sitting in the hall, the woman saw Ming Yuan coming out and said directly, "I'm straight to the point. You are a monk and you don't want to stay in the temple anymore. Why did you step into this world of mortals?"

"The imperial decree cannot be defied..." Ming Yuan bowed.

"Hmph...imperial decree? That's good..." The woman took out a token from her bosom and threw it beside Ming Yuan, "This is a token that can leave the city at will, the master can take it and leave... After that, the world is up to you .”

Mingyuan looked down at the token, but did not touch it, "The poor monk doesn't know what the empress wants?"

"You may not know, but in fact your current situation is very dangerous. I am helping you...of course I am helping myself." The woman looked at the boy beside her, "The emperor issued an imperial decree for you to return to vulgar life, and I think you should do the same." Clear, but... this is not a good thing for you. The emperor's obsession with masculinity will damage the dragon's body and even damage the royal majesty. Besides, the people next to the emperor are not so easy to be. Those teenagers sent before will die within a month Remnant..."

Mingyuan looked at the former Ruyan who hadn't seen him for five years but knew how to maintain his position in this deep palace. Should he be happy or...sad?

When the woman saw the man kneeling on the ground staring at him meaningfully, she was somewhat familiar with that look, "Master... Do you want to stay in the palace and be the emperor's male favourite, or go back to your temple to continue practicing?"

"Go back? Dare I ask the empress, does the poor monk have a choice? Can the poor monk really go back? Could it be that the world is so big... Where can the poor monk escape to?" Mingyuan got up and walked towards the woman for a few minutes Step by step, "Since the poor monk will be like those young men within a month, why doesn't the empress let the poor monk to fend for himself? Or... has the poor monk really shaken the position of the empress in the emperor's heart?"

Snapped! "Bold! You don't want the face you monk Bengong gave you. Do you have to let Bengong kill you with your own hands?" The woman stepped forward and slapped Mingyuan. She wanted to slap another one, but the person in front of her reminded her After leaving the old man, he didn't do anything again.

Mingyuan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and sneered, "The empress wants to kill the poor monk, but... if the emperor asks, how should the empress respond? Don't expect too much, you might not be able to keep the people around you if you expect too much..." Ming Yuan said and touched the boy next to him.

The woman pulled the boy and took a step back, "Are you threatening Ben Gong again? Do you think Ben Gong is afraid of you?"

Mingyuan laughed and said, "Since the empress said that the poor monk is the emperor's bedside person, then the poor monk has the final say on whether the wind blows on the bed..."

"You..." The woman pointed to Mingyuan's graceful and luxurious face with anger written all over it. "Nuoer, let's go!"

Mingyuan made a bow, "Respectfully send off the empress..."

Ruyan, Ruyan...have you already forgotten me?Is he the only one left in your heart?

Ming Yuan got up and touched the burning and painful tear mole in the corner of his eye, and there was still pain in the left chest.

Mingyuan, Mingyuan, how pitiful you are... Let me, Shen Lin, end all of this.

"The Emperor is coming..."

Before the woman walked out of the room, Minghan walked in, "Oh, the queen is here too?" Then he glanced at Mingyuan, "Ruyan... why are you here when you are pregnant?"

The woman immediately smiled, and took Minghan's arm, "Your Majesty... this concubine is here to ask Master Wugen for Buddhist teachings. By the way, I will see what Master Wugen needs. I will recruit someone to do it."

Minghan smiled, "The queen is really thoughtful, but you should go back and rest if you are pregnant."

"Yes……"

After the woman left, Minghan walked to Mingyuan, "Shen Lin...she didn't make things difficult for you, did she? Don't worry, I won't let other people bother you in the future. There are only you and me here..." He said Raise Mingyuan's hand.

Ming Yuan withdrew his hand, "Give me back my clothes..."

Ming Han nodded, "That's as a thank you...today King Jiangnan organized a meeting, how about you and I go together?"

Mingyuan's eyelids jumped immediately, he clenched his hands tightly, looked up at Minghan, and smiled like a fox, "Okay..."

While watching the church meeting, someone suddenly came to report that the foreign envoy had arrived at the gate of the city, and Ming Han explained a few words and left in a hurry.

Mingyuan thought that Minghan would be busy for several days, right?

He sat alone in the hall and watched the tune he had heard countless times when he was being tortured in the hall, and his thoughts gradually drifted back to five years ago.

Haha... That's right, Your Highness, your expression is really great!You see that your place is full, do you think I should make another hole under you to hold more and more?Are the following two things superfluous to you?I'll seek the imperial decree to cut off those two balls some other day, okay?Ah ha ha……

It’s been a long time since I’ve seen you, His Royal Highness, and I personally asked my subordinates to melt the golden locks that I’ve treasured for many years and make a whole set of golden needles… You see… This is simply the best acupuncture product that imperial physicians have dreamed of…

You see, this little dogwood is filled with twenty thin golden needles, it is so beautiful...

Your Royal Highness, you can still get up here, how many golden needles have been penetrated, next time I want to change to a larger one for His Royal Highness?Don't you think so?

Yo, look at the marks on your back that were scabbed from the whip?How can this work?The scabs on the wound must be peeled off again and then sprinkled with coarse salt, so that the wound will not be infected. What do you think, my Highness the Crown Prince...

Oh...His Royal Highness, it has been ten days, have you rested enough?The medicine that Anu gave is really useful, and you have completely recovered later.I specially asked a folk artist to make a batch of red candles with a very high melting point. When dripped on the skin, the wax oil and the skin can be directly bonded together. With such fair skin and 49 candles lit seven seven times, your body can also Praying for the Northern Han Dynasty, haha...

……

The pain and humiliation surged, and Mingyuan sat in the hall, his stomach was overwhelmed...

Next to him, King Jiangnan came over, "Master Wugen...you are wearing a monk's uniform." King Jiangnan lowered his head and whispered, "It is more touching than my old friend..."

Facing the wretched gaze, Ming Yuan smiled, "Really?" Then he deliberately rubbed his hands on his sleeve, stood up and pressed his ear and said, "I heard that King Jiangnan also likes to study Buddhist scriptures. Is it an honor to have a discussion with King Jiangnan?"

King Jiangnan was obviously startled, and then his wretched smile widened. Under the cover of his wide sleeves, his hand penetrated into Mingyuan's sleeve, "It's an honor again..."

Ming Yuan smiled without saying a word, brushing him away.

After Ming Yuan left, Jiang Nanwang spread out the note in his hand, "See you at the other courtyard of Changyin Pavilion at midnight tonight."

Perhaps because of the terribly distorted smile of King Jiangnan, he opened his hands tremblingly, "Haha...it really is another treasure...I must taste it this time, ahaha"

☆、Love and hate

"Master...no, I should call you son...the emperor sent a servant to serve you." The little eunuch put on clothes for Ming Yuan, "To tell you the truth, the face of the master I served before is somewhat similar to yours." Well...but if you look closely, it's different."

"What's the difference?" Mingyuan looked at the former little eunuch, whose bones had grown, but his voice remained unchanged.

"You love to laugh... I have never seen him laugh... Oh son, the emperor asked the servant to tell you that he will not be able to come and talk to you these few days. The court is busy these days and the emperor cannot take it away body."

Mingyuan nodded and did not reply...

The night was getting deeper and deeper, Mingyuan waited for everyone to fall asleep, and walked towards Changyin Pavilion wearing a monk's uniform and stepping on the withered acacia flowers all the way.

The room was brightly lit, Ming Yuan pursed his lips, and slowly pushed the door open.

Ming Yuan subconsciously held his breath, he was very familiar with this smell, it can make people lose their minds and their bodies gradually lose their control... let others slaughter them.

"Master is really punctual..." Jiang Nanwang, who came out from one side, stared at Mingyuan with a wretched face, then stepped forward, reached out and touched the mole on Mingyuan's face, "I heard you are Come out from Lingyin Temple... come and tell me, have all the monks there tasted your taste? Huh?" Then he hugged Mingyuan.

Ming Yuan skillfully avoided that hand, turned around and gently closed the door, "My lord...are you too impatient?" Then he walked into the inner room slowly.

"With such a beauty, why is my lord not in a hurry? Come... tell me how those monks play with you? How many roots have you eaten there?" Jiang Nanwang followed in, grabbing Mingyuan's hand Putting the gauze robe on her nose, she took a few deep breaths, "Well... how does the beauty want me to treat you tonight?"

Ming Yuan pulled back the robe, showing a foxy smile, picked up the wine glass and handed it to him, "The prince can serve the poor monk as he wants..."

"Haha...well...you are much more sensible than that bitch." He took the wine and drank it down, then threw the glass on the ground, pinched Ming Yuan's chin and wanted to stick it.

Mingyuan touched the hand on his chin and slowly moved it to King Jiangnan's neck, then hooked that neck, "My lord..."

"Oh my little beauty..."

At this moment, there was only a puff, the sound of metal cutting flesh, and a warm current slowly flowed down Ming Yuan's arm, and then the person in front of him looked at Ming Yuan in disbelief, "What..."

"I……"

With a plop, King Jiang Nan fell to the ground, touching his neck, blood slowly flowing to the ground, "You...you dare to hurt me?"

"Hurt you? Hehe... My fourth brother, even if I kill you, it's not an exaggeration, but brother, how can I be willing to let you die? I will definitely pay you back the kindness you treated me back then... "Speaking, Mingyuan stepped on Jiang Nanwang's body.

Jiang Nanwang looked at the person in front of him in horror, "You...you are Mingyuan? You are Mingyuan!" Then he crawled to the side in shock, "No...no, that bitch was burned to death long ago. You're not... you're not..."

Ming Yuan pulled the cloth and wiped the blood on his hands, "The famous hundred-day Gu in Jianghu was added to the wine just now... If you don't take the antidote regularly, your body will be corroded and rotted by the poison in ten days, and you will be sick after a hundred days." The whole body festers and dies, Gu worms will come out of the rotten body and devour the corpse bit by bit, first the hands...then the feet...then" Ming Yuan approached the person leaning against the wall step by step, "Why fourth brother? Are there times when you are afraid?"

Only then did Jiang Nanwang realize the abnormality in his body, "You...you want to kill me?"

"Hehe...kill you?" The smile on Mingyuan's face became stronger and stronger, "If fourth brother obediently obeys me in the future, I will give you the antidote on a regular basis, if you don't listen... then you will wait to die slowly Drop it." Then he raised his foot and put it on Jiang Nanwang's face, "Enjoy it..." After finishing speaking, he turned and wanted to leave.

"You...what do you want me to do?" Jiang Nanwang's trembling voice came from behind.

Ming Yuan turned his back to that person, his figure seemed to be smiling...

"My lord, what are you looking at so fascinated? You have been sitting here since you came back last night. It's almost dawn, and you still don't rest?" The little eunuch picked out the wick that was about to go out, and then took another Take up the fan to fan the wind for Mingyuan.

Ming Yuan pinched the blood-stained list, his eyes darkened.On the list are the names of people who attended the Jiangnan King's church meeting five years ago, ranging from princes and ministers to street hooligans, good people who were called honest officials by the people, and treacherous officials who were thrown into dungeons.According to the rough calculation of Mingyuan, there are at least a thousand people... And these famous people on paper are regular customers. Every time the meeting is held, they will pay some money to King Jiangnan, so their names will be recorded .And Mingyuan knew that there were still countless guards and eunuchs on duty...

There are so many people... Ming Yuan trembled and crushed the teacup in his hand...

King Jiang Nan can't die for the time being, he can be used by him, so let him live for a few more days...

"My lord..." the little eunuch yawned.

Ming Yuan raised his eyes and said, "Go down and rest..."

According to King Jiangnan's description, it is not so easy to destroy the court now that it is basically stable. King Jiangnan and Situ Qing can get one-fifth of the military power of the Northern Han Dynasty, so how to get the rest?It seems that this war will not end in a short while...

Mingyuan was thinking about the sudden turmoil of the candle...

"Are you awake or awake?" A deep voice came from behind.

Ming Yuan did not reply but silently put away the list on the table.

Someone surrounded him behind him, warm breath came from his back, and his hands were held by a pair of big hands, "It's so hot, and my hands are still so cold."

The people behind rubbed against his neck, breathing in his ears, "Shen Lin..."

Ming Yuan frowned, "Your Majesty...you promised..."

"Just for a while..." Ming Han wrapped his arms around Ming Yuan and did not make any other movements.

Ming Yuan sat there with his hands on the table, and his hand was covered with the other hand. The breath behind him gradually calmed down from the excitement at the beginning, "Your Majesty, the poor monk's hand...is numb."

Ming Han pulled up that hand and rubbed it, "Is it better?"

Ming Yuan withdrew his hand, "It's better."

Ming Han sat aside and stared at Ming Yuan, "You are so pretty."

Ming Yuan frowned again, "Your Majesty is the king of a country, it's better to rest early."

"Then how about the king sleeping with you?" He said, getting up and walking to Mingyuan's bedside.

Seeing that Ming Han was already lying on the bed, Ming Yuan didn't intend to leave, so he had to get up and leave, "It's already dawn, Your Majesty, it's time for you to go to court."

"The spring night is bitter and the days are high, and the king will not go to court early from now on." The person on the bed slowly sat up, "It's not bad... Shen Lin, are you willing to be the person who makes the king not go to court early?"

Mingyuan met those dark eyes, "The poor monk came to the palace for a few days, and I heard that the poor monk's appearance is somewhat similar to the old man mentioned by the emperor, but... the poor monk is just an ordinary monk in Lingyin Temple. It's not the person the emperor wants to be attached to."

Minghan straightened his clothes, "Forget it, I don't force you now, I believe that one day you will be willing. Also... since you have returned to the vulgar, don't call yourself a poor monk."

After Minghan left, Mingyuan closed the door, kicked the table and chairs next to him away, his stomach was full, and what the man said made him sick.Then he ordered someone to put the bath water, and washed and washed the place that the person touched...

Three years later, heavy rain.

"Young master, have you heard that General Sun died in his back garden yesterday, tsk tsk... that scene was horrible. I don't know who was so cruel, he forcibly cut off General Sun's tendons and even his eyes. It was dug out, alas, I heard that even the half of life was not saved, the servants found the corpse in the kennel." The little eunuch was talking to Ming Yuan while cleaning up the house. "It's strange to say that a lot of people seem to have died in the past few years. Some have their bones smashed into pieces, some have been dismembered, some have their blood vessels cut open and slowly bleed to death, and some have been left alive. The whole skin was peeled off, some of the bones were removed and only a pool of flesh and blood remained, and some seemed... as if they were spoiled by some beast, the blood..."

Ming Yuan sat on the bench with long hair, touched a black stone in his hand, and said slowly, "I'm afraid... I offended someone." Then he dropped the black stone on the chessboard.

"Don't tell me, it's like how many houses General Sun has married, how many young and beautiful women he has robbed, and how many teenagers, but he is sick. I remember that when the son was there, every time General Sun Going to the hall meeting... That young master is really pitiful, what a pity that he is young..." At this moment, the little eunuch suddenly realized what he had said wrong, and hurriedly picked up the water basin on the ground, "Slave... Slave was confused just now, Don’t believe me when you say nonsense.” After speaking, he left in a hurry.

At this time, the mole and mole at the corner of Ming Yuan's face became more intense, and the white ball that had just been twisted in his hand was held in the palm of his hand, and it was instantly shattered...

In the middle of the night, Mingyuan spread out the paper, picked up a pen dipped in cinnabar and marked a few crosses on it, and the paper was densely circled with crosses.

Ming Yuan stared at the paper, rubbed the mole at the corner of his eye with the back of his finger, his eyes became darker.

The rain outside the window was getting heavier and heavier, accompanied by lightning and thunder.

Ming Yuan put on a black night suit, like every night before, he quietly disappeared into the night, and the rain splashed in from the gap of the opened window.

When the cold blade slit the throat of someone who had humiliated him more than once, the uncontrollable pleasure gave him some comfort in this imperial city full of painful memories.When a blunt instrument breaks a bone and makes a crisp sound, he always fantasizes that the person under him is that person...

Under the cover of thunder, he had already killed four people that night, as if everything was still unsatisfactory, as if the desire to kill could wash away the humiliation of the past...

But he can't go on any longer, too many deaths will definitely attract the attention of others...

When he returned to his residence, he found a light in the house through the heavy rain. He remembered that he extinguished the candle before going out.

In the dark, Ming Yuan threw his wet night clothes into the well, only wearing his middle clothes, and pushed open the door with bare feet.

There was a creak, and the sound of the door being corroded by water vapor seemed a bit jerky and old.

There was a scent in the house, Ming Yuan suddenly stopped in his tracks, how long had he not smelled that scent?After the lingering night at Lingyin Temple, he remembered the smell of that person...

The lights were turned off the moment he entered the room.

"Who?" Ming Yuan shouted to the surroundings.

Apart from the beating of his own heart, the only sound left was the sound of rain and thunder.

No one responded for a long time, Mingyuan went to the candlestick and lit all the candles, and there was no one else in the room except himself...

How could it be him, this deep palace... is just his fantasy.

Mingyuan took off his wet clothes and threw them aside, then poured cold water on his body, dried his robe and wrapped it around his body, at the moment he turned around, he seemed to see a figure, but when he looked again, he couldn't see it. No.When Mingyuan walked to the place where the figure was standing, there was a puddle of rainwater!Mingyuan then followed the traces of rainwater to look over, and it was pitch black outside the half-opened window.

Is he thinking too much, or...

Mingyuan turned around, and a lightning came down and illuminated the whole room. There was a person standing outside the room, with eyes full of sadness and pity...

"Ah Choo..." Ming Yuan turned around and looked at the darkness behind him, "Are you too tired?"

The next day.

"My lord, you've been standing here so early in the morning, what are you looking at? The summer is coming to an end, it's very cold outside, let's go back to the house." The little eunuch looked at the ground with an umbrella and saw that there was nothing special. .

"It's nothing..." Ming Yuan stood there and looked into the house, just being able to see the inside clearly.

The little eunuch smiled, "Young master is so pretty, he is exactly the same as that young master, no wonder the emperor runs to you every now and then, and a few days ago, someone presented young men to the emperor, although the emperor kept those young men but But never touched it."

Ming Yuan looked up at the still cloudy and rainy sky, "Whether he touches...what does it matter to me?"

"My lord, who in the Northern Han Dynasty didn't know that the emperor was pure-hearted and ascetic because of your body for the past three years... It's just that those concubines have suffered." The little eunuch said.

Ming Yuan turned around and tugged at the little eunuch's hat, "I'm afraid the emperor of the Northern Han Dynasty won't do it... so you're looking for such a high-sounding excuse?"

The little eunuch smiled, "Young master is the only one in the world who dares to make fun of the emperor."

"Who said this king won't lift?" A deep voice came from behind.

Seeing Minghan approaching, the little eunuch immediately knelt down, "Your Majesty, please forgive me..."

"Get up, go prepare breakfast, I want to eat with Shen Lin" Said that Ming Han walked in front of Ming Yuan, "accompany me with this king."

Mingyuan followed Minghan into the house without saying a word.

The moment the door was closed, Mingyuan was pressed against the wall by that person, "Shen Lin... I have been waiting for you for three years, how long do you want me to wait? Will you be willing? If you let me wait for another three years Five years... I'm afraid I really won't do it."

Ming Yuan didn't look at that person, "If the emperor wants it, he will want it, how can I resist?"

"You know that I don't want to force you. After all these years, how has this king treated you? Don't tell me you haven't been tempted at all?" Minghan slowly let go of Mingyuan and said somewhat disappointed.

Mingyuan looked into the man's black eyes and said, "The emperor treats me very well...very good." But if he was still Mingyuan, if he hadn't been tortured like that, if he treated him like this, maybe he would be tempted too... ...But he is Shen Lin, with the memory of Mingyuan, those daily favors and warmth will only make him more disgusting in Shen Lin's eyes.

"Forget it, I am happy today. General Yan will arrive at the gate of the city today. You and I will go to greet you together..."

Ming Yuan's eyelids twitched, "What General Yan?"

"The war in the frontier, the king sent him two years ago, I didn't expect him to quell the war so quickly... This king will definitely reward him heavily this time," Minghan said.

Later, Ming Han didn't listen to a word Ming Yuan said, and just stared out of the window in a daze.

On the carriage, Ming Yuan and Ming Han rode together.Far away in the deep abyss, I saw a mighty army standing in the distance, and a tall man rode alone, galloping against the wind and rain.

It was getting closer, but the rain prevented him from seeing the man clearly.

"The last general Yan Yunhe paid homage to the emperor." The person under the carriage held a sword in both hands, and there were scars on his resolute face.

The fate of the world is so close to the end of the world, who is lonely like smoke, who is sitting alone like a lotus...

(Excerpt: I am lonely like smoke, you sit alone like a lotus)

☆, three people facing each other

"General Yan, you are also responsible for the stability of the Northern Han Dynasty. From now on, this king will entitle you to be the Great General of the Protectorate, to take charge of the military, to give you the General's Mansion, and to enter and leave the palace freely with weapons." Ming Han got up and personally Get off the carriage and meet.

Yan Yunhe bowed again, "Thank you, Lord Long En... the final general will be the one who has dedicated himself to the Northern Han Dynasty and died! Live up to the mighty grace of the emperor." After speaking, he raised his head and glanced at the waist-length man standing behind Ming Han.

"Haha, good... Pass on the king's will, and hold a banquet tonight to welcome General Yan!"

Ming Yuan stared at that person fixedly, as if in a dream.

It has been three years, he has darkened a lot, his eyes are firm, and there is a deep scar on his cheek, and the black beard makes him look more manly. on the earth.

The lingering memories of that night seem to be rolling in my mind again...but the person in front of me is not the same as that night, the person is still the same person...but I don't know what has changed.

At the banquet, Mingyuan sat next to Minghan, holding the wine glass but didn't take a sip, he was afraid that drinking would mess up his mind, he would think about things he shouldn't think about, and hope for things he didn't dare to hope for.

He tried not to look at him, but his eyes always followed him, watching civil and military officials toast to him, and watching him pour glasses of wine into his stomach.That hand casually wiped off the wine from the corner of his mouth, raised his head and laughed, and the gentle expression when he looked at the dancer, everything could affect him.He didn't remember him being so chic and handsome, let alone him...

Halfway through the banquet, Mingyuan saw the man get up and walk towards him with a glass of wine, "The last general, Yan Yunhe, respects the emperor, the first is the respect."

Ming Han gulped it down, "General Yan has devoted himself to the Northern Han Dynasty for the past two years, but do you have a wife and children? May I reward you with some beauties?"

Yan Yunhe twirled the wine glass, and said with a faint smile, "Thank you, Lord Long, it's just that the general has his own heart..."

"Oh? Which girl? This king can make the decision for you," Ming Han waved his long sleeves.

Ming Yuan pretended to be drinking.

"As long as the general says, the emperor is willing to give it?" Yan Yunhe's smile just now deepened, and his eyes showed a complicated expression.

Ming Han squinted his eyes showing a vigilant expression, but then laughed, "Don't talk about the Sangong and Sixth Courtyard, even if General Yan wants to share this country with this king..."

Yan Yunhe lifted his robe and knelt on the ground, "Your Majesty, you can't go back on what you said...the last person is..."

At this moment, Ming Yuan suddenly stood up from his seat, then turned and left from the side.

Ming Han didn't notice Ming Yuan who had already left the table, and still asked, "General Yan... tell me, whose girl is that?"

At this time, Mingyuan stayed for a short time.

Yan Yunhe looked at the people who left... A layer of sadness appeared on his face, he knelt on the ground and said silently for a while, "It was the last general who drank too much wine, and I hope the emperor will forgive me for making a mistake. The last general does have someone to love." People, but that person... three years ago... already..."

Ming Han thought about it, so he nodded, "Forget it, let's continue to drink, today is a happy day, let's not talk about those who are unhappy."

outside the hall.

"Ye Liliang why are you standing here?" Ming Han took off his dragon robe and put it on Ming Yuan, and then took his hand to cover it, "Hands are so cold... so is your face, why don't you say anything to me?" Just left? Why are you uncomfortable?"

Ming Yuan turned his head to avoid the ambiguous gesture, "It's okay...the emperor will come back tonight, I'm too tired to play chess with you."

Ming Han's hand hanging in the air gradually curled up, and then retracted, "Then...let's talk to this king..."

Mingyuan didn't refuse any more, and stood in the dark night wearing a dragon robe, with Minghan standing just a thin line away.

"Do you want to eat something? I'll let someone do it." Then he rubbed his hands on Mingyuan's arm a few times, "Look at how thin you are."

Ming Yuan walked a few steps away, looked into the distance, "Don't bother the emperor..."

"Is there anything you like recently?" Ming Han continued to follow up and asked.

Ming Yuan shook his head and remained silent.

"Then I will ask for a few more calligraphy and paintings you like to give you as a present,"

"No need..."

It was very quiet all around, the subtle breathing of the two of them, and the sound of the night wind.

Minghan raised his brows slightly, and walked behind Mingyuan in a few steps, and hugged him, "If you put it in someone else's place, even if your heart is made of stone, it should be warmed by me these few years, but you are still so indifferent to me." ...What exactly does this king want to do before you are willing to do it?."

Ming Yuan sighed, "I said it a long time ago...it's just that you are too persistent."

Ming Yuan turned Ming Yuan around and looked at him, "Am I persistent or are you too stubborn?"

"..."

"Shen Lin..." Ming Han wrapped his wide sleeves around Ming Yuan.

Mingyuan frowned, his body was wrapped tightly, and the man's breath was in his ears, "The emperor...it's time to go back, the women in the harem are still waiting...the emperor shoulders the responsibility of procreating offspring, I hope the emperor thinks twice. "

Minghan didn't let go of Mingyuan, "I don't want them... the country? What's the use of the king sitting on the country but can't make you smile."

"Then what do you want...?" Mingyuan paused, and then there was a strong smell of alcohol.

The things on the stone table behind him were pushed to the ground, and Ming Yuan was pressed against it, "This king... wants you... only you!" The clothes were gradually torn off, revealing the snow-white shoulders.

Ming Yuan was lying on the stone table, his hair parted in an instant, but his voice was not in the slightest panic. How many times he had experienced such a scene in that life...

"If the emperor wants... then... take it." The long sigh was filled with endless disappointment, Ming Yuan didn't even know that he could act like this.

The person on the body did not continue, but slammed his fists on the stone table, "I said I would wait for you... Naturally, I am not in a hurry. I owe you too much. punishment..."

Ming Yuan got up from the stone table, "Your Majesty is talking about the late Northern Han prince..." As soon as he finished speaking, he caught a glimpse of a tall and tall man walking by, who was staring at him firmly, with the expression in his eyes Only endless killing intent...

At this time, Minghan was touching Mingyuan's cheek, and pulled up Mingyuan's waistcoat with one hand, his eyes were full of love and pity, and there were some complicated expressions, perhaps guilty expressions, "you still don't know this." To the point where he...is always so unfeeling and talkative towards this king." After speaking, he saw Yan Yunhe standing not far away, "General Yan? You...why are you here?"

"Your Majesty...it's cold outside, I'm going back to the house first." Mingyuan said lightly, and when he turned around, he looked at Yan Yunhe, his eyes pierced straight at him, without any reservation or cover-up, just like on a snowy field The wolf's gaze made people feel chills all over.

Yan Yunhe clenched his fists and said, "I drank too much wine, I wanted to come out to get some air, but I didn't expect to get lost and disturb the holy car, I deserve death."

Minghan let go of Mingyuan's hand, "Wait for me in the house" and then turned and stared at Yan Yunhe for a while, "General Yan is a hero of the Northern Han Dynasty, so don't say such things as he deserves death, come on... …Send General Yan back to the residence.”

In the middle of the night, Mingyuan rubbed his sore wrist, looked at the chessboard, removed the two white pieces that Minghan had placed just now, and then dropped a black piece, and immediately the whole chessboard was surrounded by black pieces with no way out.At this moment, that cold face suddenly showed a fox-like smile, the laughter was faint and silent at first, then it became louder and louder, and finally shook all the pieces on the chessboard.That huddled body is like a fully drawn bow, ready to shoot a sharp arrow at any time.

The little eunuch who had been sleeping on the pillar would be awakened by the laughter. He rubbed his eyes and looked at the person lying on the chessboard. He could only sigh silently. The ginseng soup is served.

"My lord...you stayed up most of the night, drink some ginseng soup and go to bed early, don't you want to go hunting with the king tomorrow?"

Mingyuan looked at the little eunuch with a tired face, and took the soup, "Go down and rest, I have to... wait a while,"

"Wait for King Jiangnan?" The little eunuch blurted out, regretted it immediately, but gritted his teeth and said, "Our king is so kind to you, why do you have to meet that King Jiangnan every now and then? Every time it is so late..." Then the voice changed Very small, "If the king finds out, he will be angry."

Mingyuan put down the ginseng soup, casually picked up the sword beside him, and raised the little eunuch's bowed head, "You...know all about it?"