Reborn as King again

At this moment, a thin figure kneeling in the crowd of the Duanmu clan stood up, "Wait a minute, let me replace her."

That man looked about 25 or [-] years old, handsome, and the aura he exuded made me feel inexplicably familiar.

"Who is he?" I turned my face and asked the officer in charge of escort standing behind me.

The official introduced to me: "He...he is Duanmuchen, Prince Chen, Duanmufeng's half-brother."

The man named Duanmuchen seemed to be terribly afraid, but he had no choice but to move forward. He pulled the little girl behind him to protect her, so that no one could touch her.

"Father..." The little girl pulled Duanmuchen's clothes and cried, "Xin'er...Xin'er, don't be like Su Gonggong..., Father..., save Xiner."

This time I didn't need to ask, the official told me about their slightly complicated relationship, "The girl's original name was Duanmu Xin'er, and she was Duanmuchen's biological daughter. To be brought up in the palace, to put it bluntly, is a hostage."

So now looking for someone to die, Duanmufeng chose the adopted princess without hesitation.

"I... I am her biological father, I will take her place." Duanmuchen knelt on the ground and begged me, "Please, Xin'er is too young to bear this kind of torture."

I took a little look at this Lord Chen, with a thin body, although he has a good skin but no aura, and he is too transparent to stand among the royal family members. It is no wonder that he survived Duanmu Peak's hands like this.I finally know what the familiar feeling is when I see Duanmuchen, He Wenliu.

Duanmuchen gives me the impression that He Wenliu is very similar. They happen to have a three-point similarity between their eyebrows, but the real similarity is not their appearance but their temperament.

For example, as a newborn son, Li Ji's appearance is [-]% similar to He Wenliu's. Of course, it goes without saying, but their impressions are completely different. Li Ji was almost dark and indifferent before, but now he is full of sunshine, while He Wenliu has always been that kind of indifferent No matter how much they look alike, they can still be distinguished from their aura.

But Duanmuchen is different, because he exudes a similar aura to He Wenliu, especially when he wants to protect his most important person, he looks exactly the same.

I took a playful look at Duanmuchen and asked, "Aren't you afraid?"

"I'm... afraid..." Of course he was afraid, anyone could see him shaking like that.

I said coldly: "I'm afraid what are you doing kneeling in front of me? Hurry up and get out of here and kneel!"

It's not that I emphasized my tone on purpose, but just now Duanmuchen's expression was too similar to He Wenliu's, and for a moment I had the illusion that He Wenliu was begging me.

My sudden anger made Duanmufeng, who had already found a replacement, panic. He was afraid that I would change his mind in anger. He quickly grabbed Duanmuchen and blamed him: "Brother Jiuhuang, what are you doing? Are you going to die?"

"Brother Huang, I...I can't let Xiner die..." Duanmuchen ignored Duanmufeng's dissuasion, insisted on kneeling in front of me and kept kowtowing: "Let me replace her, please..."

She was so eager to protect her, she was too great, I clapped my hands and smiled and said, "Okay, I promise you, you will replace her."

"Okay..." Duanmuchen hurriedly kowtowed "thank you".

Immediately afterwards, he turned around and turned his back to me. I have to say that his back looks more like He Wenliu.

Duanmuchen walked slowly, took a deep breath, and did not dare to move, but the eunuch standing behind him got a little impatient, pushed him and said: "Hurry up, do you need our family to help you?" ?”

Knowing that he couldn't avoid it, Duanmu Chen bowed his body to take off his shoes and socks, and stood barefoot on the ground. His feet were fair and his ankles were very slender, and he walked towards the iron plate in front of him step by step.

"Father!! What are you going to do?!" Xin'er finally realized that Duanmuchen wanted to be punished for herself.Her small figure immediately went to hug Duanmuchen's thigh, saying nothing to let him go forward, "Father, are you crazy? Didn't you see what happened to Eunuch Su just now?"

"Xiner, be good," Duanmuchen gently opened Xiner's hand, patted her on the back, helped her to turn her around, and comforted her: "It's okay, Xiner, no matter what sounds you hear, Don't turn around, you know?"

"No...don't, father..." Xin'er refused to agree, and desperately grabbed Duanmuchen's clothes.

"Brother Huang," Duanmu Chen asked for help to Duanmu Feng who had been standing beside him unmoved, "Help me hold Xin'er."

After hearing the words, Duanmufeng had no choice but to hold Xin'er reluctantly, and asked Duanmuchen to quickly finish the punishment for him.

I watched Duanmuchen step by step towards the red-hot and smoking iron plate. For some reason, his back gradually overlapped with He Wenliu's back. They even had similar walking postures.

I know my thoughts are naive, I know that the person in front of me is not He Wenliu, but when Duanmuchen approached the iron cart, the smile on my face was gone, he raised his foot, and was about to step on the hot iron cart When the iron plate hit, I immediately rushed behind him and pulled him back, because their backs were so similar, "Are you crazy! Wen..."

Duanmuchen was pulled hard by me and retreated into my arms. He looked at me with wide eyes in surprise, and soon, a thin layer of water mist covered his eye sockets.

"Emperor...Emperor?!" Wanfu didn't expect that I would suddenly get up and grab Duanmuchen, he hurriedly followed me, a little uncertain: "Are you...?"

I glanced around, and all the eunuchs and guards looked at me in surprise, not knowing why I did this.I lost my composure. At that moment just now, I mistakenly thought that He Wenliu was going to be punished on behalf of others.I casually threw Duanmuchen on the ground and turned around.

"Emperor?" Wanfu asked softly.

"I'm not in the mood to play anymore, put them all down." I then waved my hand lazily and ordered.

"The slave obeys the order."

When I got on the imperial chariot and was about to leave, I glanced back inadvertently, and saw Duanmuchen kneeling on the ground, as if he hadn't recovered from what happened just now, but when the little girl named Xin'er ran towards him At that time, he held the little girl in his arms, his face was full of peace of mind and satisfaction.

"Show the Qingluan Palace."

"The slave obeys the order."

Stepping into the Qingluan Hall, before taking a few steps forward, I saw He Wenliu opening the window of the side hall, sitting by the window, lying on the edge of the window in a daze of boredom.

Soon he found me, stood up and went out to greet me, I helped him up, and when I touched his wrist, I found it was a little cold. Now that the ice and snow have not melted, he can't stay well by the stove in the house, by the window What cold wind is blowing? !

I frowned and pulled him into the room, "Staying by the window in such a cold body, aren't you afraid of getting sick?" My tone was not kind, and He Wenliu didn't dare to say more, so he let me pull him.

Walking back to the side hall, I pulled He Wenliu to sit down in front of the soft couch, hugged him into my arms, and lay down slowly without even taking off my shoes.

He Wenliu seemed to have noticed my abnormality, and asked with a smile: "What's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing." I stretched out my hand and gently brushed He Wenliu's black hair hanging on his shoulders, and asked tentatively, "Concubine Wen, will you do anything for Yun'er?"

"kindness?"

On the imperial chariot just now, I couldn't help but wondered, if it was not Duanmuchen and his daughter, but He Wenliu and Yun'er who were changed, would He Wenliu, like Duanmuchen, stand up to protect the child.

"Yes," He Wenliu replied when my thoughts drifted away, "for Yun'er and Ji'er, I will do whatever I want."

"Even if I let you die?" I asked again.

This is a very serious question. He Wenliu didn't understand why I asked such a question, but he still answered very seriously: "Even if I let the humble minister die."

Hearing He Wenliu's answer, I felt a burst of anger in my heart. I calmed down, not wanting He Wenliu to see anything, and said, "Then what should I do?"

"Huh?" He Wenliu blinked.

"Didn't you promise me that you would never leave me?" I gently stroked He Wenliu's cold cheek, "If you die, what should I do?"

He Wenliu didn't know what happened to Duanmuchen just now, he just thought it was me playing coquettishly with him, He Wenliu laughed out loud, coaxing me and said: "In my heart, the emperor is the most important, Lian Yuner Jier You also have to stand aside, the emperor can rest assured that this humble minister will not break his promise when he promises to the emperor."

He Wenliu coaxed me like a child, but I didn't think his words were credible at all.But it doesn't matter, I will definitely let He Wenliu stay with me, forever and ever.

The news that I lost my temper with Duan Muchen, a prisoner of Ran Kingdom, outside the Changting Hall spread throughout the palace in less than half a day, and when I stayed in Jia Wanru's Baoge Palace, she was also curious about it.

After the love, Jia Wanru lay beside me, and asked with a smile: "Has the emperor taken a fancy to that Prince Ran Guochen?"

I froze for a moment before realizing who Jia Wanru was talking about, "Why does Concubine Wan think so?"

"Isn't it?" Jia Wanru smiled and told me about the most heated discussions in the palace in recent days, "It is said that your majesty was uncharacteristically a few days ago and personally stopped the Lord Chen who was about to put his bare feet on the iron plate. Fell in love with him, and this concubine can't think of any other reason."

"It doesn't look like that, it's just boring,"

"If the emperor takes a fancy to him, let's take him into the palace." Jia Wanru leaned on my chest and murmured, "It just so happens that the palace should have more people."

I heard the words and said with a smile: "If you add people to the harem, then Concubine Wan, aren't you jealous?"

Jia Wanru glanced at me, and said with a smile: "This is what the queen mother meant." She got up, took out a letter from the small box next to the bed, and handed it to me, "A few days ago, my mother came to write, and she said it would be okay. Time to start the triennial draft."

I opened it and saw that it was the queen mother's handwriting. She just entrusted Jia Wanru to act for her, the queen mother who is not in the harem.I don't understand what the queen mother means. Shouldn't I tell Zhou Ling about this first? After all, Zhou Ling is the queen.

"Did you tell the queen?" I asked.

"I don't have any concubines yet, so I want to ask the emperor what he means first." Jia Wanru was very smart, if she handed this letter directly to Zhou Ling, it would not mean slapping the queen in public, Jia Wanru would not do such a thing.

I thought for a while and said, "The queen only started to get familiar with the harem in the last year. He has never participated in the draft. You know the process of the draft, Concubine Wan. The queen mother is right. You have to assist me in this matter." Now that I have a queen, Jia Wanru is no longer qualified to participate in the selection of beautiful women, but who told me to "pet" her, I naturally have to do more things that can reflect "love" her.

"But... this is not good," Jia Wanru presumably suppressed the joy in her heart at this time, with a look of concern on her face, "The empress...the queen empress can't justify it. The concubines participated because there was no master in the harem. , but now..."

I interrupted Jia Wanru and said with a smile: "This is what the queen mother meant. Don't you also have a letter from the queen mother? After all, the queen mother is an elder, and she also understands that the queen is too young to be competent."

"The concubine will obey the order."

A few days later, the third draft since my ascension kicked off.