Raiders Guide

Knowing that he was teasing what he said at the beginning, Yan Yushu glanced left and right, seeing that no one noticed them, and suddenly jumped on Ji Muxian, "Are you afraid?"

Ji Muxian was a little taken aback by Yan Yushu's actions, and subconsciously put his arms around Yan Yushu's buttocks, "I'm terrified, how dare there be someone else."

Only then was Yan Yushu satisfied, and wrapped his arms around Ji Muxian's neck, wrapping his legs around Ji Muxian's waist, "I don't want to go."

It was rare for Yan Yushu to play with a childish temper, Ji Muxian had no reason not to follow him, and hugged him a little higher, "Okay, I'll hug you."

"Don't be tired for a while."

Yan Yushu put his arms around Ji Muxian's neck, rubbed his fingertips against the back of Ji Muxian's neck, felt the scorching blood inside, and leaned his head on Ji Muxian's shoulder, "I won't come down when I'm tired."

"I won't let you down."

Ji Muxian pressed a kiss on his forehead, feeling like a dream.

Sometimes he even doubted that Yan Yushu would stay by his side according to his will after he was dead.

However, Yan Yushu was so real every time, so real that he didn't dare to confirm if it was a dream that would shatter at the touch of a mirror.

As the fifteenth day approached, the moon in the sky became more and more full, and even lit up with the swaying afterglow. Yan Yushu's footsteps were very light, stepping on the quiet bluestone road in the palace, faintly, and the white clothes were like the clothes. It is neat and luxurious at any time, but the outline of the pale silver plated by the moonlight blurs the corners of the water chestnut, making it more ethereal and dusty, as if it can be shattered in the hand if it is grabbed, leaving nothingness in the air.

"You really want me to marry the first daughter of the Xiao family?"

The white-soled brocade boots wiped the ground, the breeze rolled up the hem of the lightly embroidered pear blossoms, and the slightly fluttering black hairpin with the white headband brushed against the jade-colored face, Yan Yushu's expression was abnormally calm.

"Yes……"

The voice is like jade, without any extra emotions, neither salty nor bland.

Ji Muxian's eardrums seemed to be shattered by the sound of his heartbeat, "Then, after Gu ascends the throne, make her queen? After a hundred years, share the same acupuncture point?"

For a long time, until the wind was still and the moon remained unchanged, it was the first time that Ji Muxian hated Yan Yushu's black and white eyes, clean and pure, but his shadow was not inside.

"Your Majesty ascends the throne, and there should be a worthy empress."

He couldn't let it be written in the history books that Ji Muxian had a male queen. This would be a stain that Ji Muxian would never erase in his lifetime.

"The Empress..."

Ji Muxian laughed back angrily. Seeing Yan Yushu started to leave, his heart was pierced by the dust from the soles of his boots. Ji Muxian's voice sank, "If you take another step, after you ascend the throne, you will be the first to take Yan Yushu. home surgery."

"You dare!" Yan Yushu came back to his senses, with anger on his face, "Ji Muxian, you are about to ascend the throne, and in the future, you will be the emperor, an example for all people, we are not children, we all know what to do, what are you making trouble about? "

"I've said it before, you are what I keep for myself."

Ji Muxian approached, and got closer to him, "What are you trying to do? Those false names, what will happen to the history books in the future, and what does it have to do with the present? If a lonely king is a fool, what if he has a good queen? Because of this unnecessary thing, the past You said, so you don’t count?”

Yan Yushu stood in front of him, as if about to melt into the night, without saying a word.

The distance between them is not far, just one step away, and when you raise your hand, the distance of one step seems to be separated by thousands of ravines, and the past suddenly becomes dreamless...

Ji Muxian sighed softly, as if compromising, he stretched out his hand and hugged Yan Yushu into his arms, "Yushu, they all said that if I kill my brother and brother, I will definitely be a tyrant in the future. How can a tyrant be worthy of a good queen?"

Ji Muxian's breath sprayed in Yan Yushu's ear, and his voice was full of lingering bewitchment, "The tyrant should be matched with a demon queen who understands him. In the future history books, merits and demerits will be shared..."

Yan Yushu turned his head to avoid Ji Muxian's breath, and said in a cold voice, "I don't want to stay in the palace, Ji Muxian, why do you think you can keep me?"

Before Ji Muxian could speak in the future, Yan Yushu floated backwards, Ji Muxian was fixed in place, unable to move with all his strength, and could only watch Yan Yushu go away until he disappeared, "Yan Yushu!! Come back!! Don't go!!"

"Yan Yushu!" Ji Muxian sat up suddenly in cold sweat. In the dark night, the room was so quiet that there was no sound except Yan Yushu's slight breathing and Ji Muxian's heavy breathing. clear.

Looking back, seeing Yan Yushu sleeping soundly beside her, Ji Muxian took a deep breath, stabilized his mind, and stretched out his hand to hug Yan Yushu into his arms.

His movements are gentle, like holding a fragile treasure, gently embracing his whole world.

The nightmares he had in the past were all about his mother and concubine dying tragically in front of him. Ever since Yan Yushu left, he has had such dreams. Leaving him, and him, fixed in place, unable to move, just like he could not change Yan Yushu's mind.

His breathing was too heavy, Yan Yushu slept on his chest, and woke up when he heard the movement, opened his misty eyes and looked at him in a daze, "What's wrong?"

Ji Muxian smiled lightly, and said as calmly as possible, "It's nothing, I just want to hug you, you continue to sleep."

Yan Yushu couldn't hear the abnormality in his tone. He propped himself up and sat up, and seeing the cold sweat on his head, he probably understood, "The majestic emperor, the Ninth Five-Year Lord, why are you still having nightmares?"

Ji Muxian's eyes were fixed on Yan Yushu, "I dreamed that you were gone, I couldn't keep you, I wanted to make sure if you really stayed by my side."

Yan Yushu was stunned, he never thought that his departure would cause such a huge psychological shadow on Ji Muxian, and would cause Ji Muxian to have nightmares.

Yan Yushu felt so guilty that he stretched out his hand to tear off his belt, and the clothes slid off his fair and round shoulders. Yan Yushu retracted his naked body into Ji Muxian's arms like a sacrificial sacrifice, with a firm and seductive voice, "You You can be as sure as you want.”

Looking at his fair and delicate body, Ji Muxian's hot eyes almost burst into flames, "You said this yourself, don't beg for mercy for a while."

"Won't……"

Ji Muxian's eyes were fiery, and he put his arms around Yan Yushu's waist, pressing him down on the bed.

On the second day, Yan Yushu didn't wake up for breakfast, so Ji Muxian kissed Yan Yushu's forehead lightly, and asked Yan Xu to wait on him so that no one would disturb Yan Yushu. If Yan Yushu hadn't woken up by noon, he would wake Yan Yushu up Eat and rest.

The dungeon was gloomy and cold, and Ji Muxian led people into the dungeon. After so many days of knives, King Ming and the others were already out of shape, and blood was bleeding thinly from their hands, legs, upper waist, even if they saw Ji Muxian, Also speechless.

Ji Muxian was not surprised, sat down at the table where Yan Yushu was originally sitting, raised his eyes to look at King Ming, "Ming Wang, you never thought that I didn't bleed to death, and you will be the one who bleeds to death in the end. "

King Ming reluctantly raised his head and glanced at him, he was so breathless that he couldn't speak, but Yu Fang was able to say, "At that time, we were the ones who acted lightly."

"It's not that you are being lenient, it's that I have Yan Yushu, you didn't expect him to come here so soon."

Ji Muxian knocked on the table calmly, "So, I said that you are too revengeful. If you directly stab me, wouldn't there be so many things that will happen later? Unfortunately, you have no chance."

The bigger the movement, the more the wound bleeds. Ji Muxian looked at it curiously, "I'm very surprised, how long does it take for your blood to flow like this before it dries up?"

The jailer at the side reported, "It won't be long before I return to Your Majesty."

Ji Muxian nodded in satisfaction. He didn't come to laugh at people, but just wanted to see how angry they would be.

Now that I saw it, I was satisfied, thinking that Yan Yushu was still asleep on the bed, I wanted to get up and go back.

"Your Majesty!" Deshun pleaded with his last breath, "Prince Ming is your brother, please, let him go..."

He didn't speak, and Ji Muxian didn't want to say a word to him. Hearing this, he laughed, "Deshun, when I was young, I remember that you hugged me."

Deshun was taken aback...

"I remember, so even if you served the Supreme Emperor, I never doubted you."

Ji Muxian couldn't hear the joy in her voice, "Lu Qiao, the handmaiden, she can be regarded as someone who grew up with me, and I never doubted her, but it is because I don't defend you that I can let you stay behind me." If you succeeded in attacking me, I should kill your nine clans."

Deshun begged again and again, "Your Majesty, it's a slave. Everything is the slave's fault. The slave's family members don't know anything. I beg Your Majesty to let them go."

"I can let them go."

Ji Muxian walked up to Deshun, and said slowly, "But I want you to confess in person, the identity of King Ming, how you, his mother and you secretly communicated and confessed one by one, I will not pursue it. your family."

Deshun shook his head repeatedly after hearing this, and begged repeatedly, "No, no, your majesty, it's not that you don't listen to the nonsense of the national teacher."

Ji Muxian turned a deaf ear to his excuses, and said softly, "Deshun, you are not a fool, your family and so many people are still alive. However, neither you nor King Ming will be alive. You have to drag a few more for the sake of the dead. Personal? How to choose, I don’t need to teach you.”

King Ming reluctantly turned his head to look at Deshun, almost wanting to confirm how he would choose. Deshun was completely exhausted and hung on the torture rack, his face was as pale as death due to excessive blood loss, "Your Majesty..."

Ji Muxian patted him on the shoulder, "Have you made your choice?"

Deshun nodded slowly, and replied mechanically, "I have chosen, I know that His Majesty will not let King Ming go, but I beg His Majesty to give him a happy, don't let him die in such, such pain."

Ji Muxian shook his head, as if it had nothing to do with him, "I only promised to let your family members go, how to let you die is the national teacher's decision, I will not make him unhappy for you, you can't push yourself further. "

Yu Fang laughed softly, "You are acting out of love and confusion, and it is the work of a foolish king."

"so what."

Ji Muxian ordered the jailer, "Take him down to be detained."

"Yes……"

Two guards came over, untied Deshun, and dragged him out.

Ji Muxian was about to turn around and leave when Yu Fang called out, "Ji Muxian, don't you want to know what Yan Yushu did during my imprisonment?"

Ji Muxian paused, remembering Yan Yushu's appearance covered in blood when he fell from the tower that day, and couldn't suppress the anger in his heart, "You want to court death?"

Yu Fang smiled weakly, "I couldn't survive, I just wanted to tell Your Majesty that the taste of a national teacher...is really good."

When Ji Muxian heard the words, he almost suspected that he heard it wrong, his eyes were bloodshot, and he grabbed Yu Fang's neck, "You are courting death!"

"Cough cough..."

Yu Fang was pinched by him so he couldn't breathe, his eyes turned white, Ji Muxian stared at him firmly, his hands became heavier and heavier, King Ming suddenly said forcefully, "Ji Muxian, you're scared."

Ji Muxian's eyes were red, staring at him firmly, King Ming said angrily, "Not only did I hit him, but I also got someone to kick him. Are you sure he's in good shape?"

Ji Muxian took a deep breath, and let go of the hand that was holding Yu Fang's neck, "Master Ming, you know, if Deshun makes a move, what will happen to me?"

King Ming was taken aback...

Yu Fang had already fainted, and Ji Muxian sneered, "If he recruits, I will have people post the notices in cities and towns. At that time, you are not the son of the emperor, but your mother and a Everyone will know about the fact that the fake eunuch's bead is secretly tied up, and you will become the laughing stock of Dasheng and the talk of the people after dinner."

As if being hit hard, King Ming's mind went blank, and he struggled violently, "No, no."

In his life, what King Ming cared most about was his reputation, otherwise he wouldn't have been entangled with King Jin for so long when he was in Xiangyang.

Now that his fig leaf is torn off, how can he not be chaotic, how can he accept that after death he will be treated as a laughing stock after dinner.

"Ji Muxian, you can't!"

Ji Muxian took a look at his bleeding wound because of his struggle, and sneered, "Why can't I?"

Regardless of King Ming's pleading, Ji Muxian turned around and said, "Don't let him die, I want him to live, and watch his life experience be announced to the world."

"Yes……"

Hearing this, the jailer brought a doctor in to stop the bleeding of King Ming.

Ji Muxian took a cold look, then turned and left.

After leaving the prison, thinking of Yu Fang and King Ming's words, my heart became colder and colder.

What is the taste of a national teacher is really good?

Did he touch Yan Yushu?

Ji Muxian slapped a palm on the side pillar, and the palace servants behind him immediately knelt down.

Yan Yushu is the person he has identified in his life, the only thing he has obtained, which is clean and belongs to him alone.

If he was touched by someone.

The unspeakable fear and despair dragged Ji Muxian's remaining sanity into the darkness, making him tremble, as if he was drowning and had difficulty breathing.

Ji Muxian's eyes were cold, unable to suppress the anger in his heart, "Go, don't disturb the national teacher, bring Yan Xu here."

The palace people behind were at a loss, so they could only leave in a hurry.

The veins in Ji Muxian's hand grasping the column bulged, and he clenched his fist. He couldn't ask Yan Yushu directly about many things, so he had to bring Yan Xu to ask.

Volume Three