Liang Jianyan

True trust, life and death, what is it?

Do you really have faith in being a king and a minister?

In the past few days, Qi Zhaoyan has felt that his right eyelid is twitching violently—as the saying goes, the left eye jumps for money, and the right eye jumps for disaster. Even if he never believes in ghosts and gods, he will inevitably think of bad things.After thinking about it, he didn't think that there was anything improperly handled recently, so he finally called Lai Suzhi, asked about the prince's current situation, and felt relieved after confirming that there was nothing wrong.

Finally, I thought about what I should say to His Majesty when I entered the palace to serve the letter tomorrow——Since Yan Chen's old illness relapsed, Liang Xuanliang has been focusing on Yan Chen.Although he would still summon ministers to discuss state affairs, Qi Zhaoyan could tell that His Majesty was a little absent-minded.

Rubbing the center of his brows worriedly, Qi Zhaoyan sighed—could it be that His Majesty is really in love with Yan Chen?

This is not good...

He thought about having a good talk with His Majesty after the court tomorrow morning.

Anyway, I have been by His Majesty's side for so many years, the Holy Majesty must listen to me.But honesty is hard to hear, alas...

But what he didn't expect was that before he could figure out what to say to Liang Xuanliang, Liang Xuanliang took the initiative to keep him after the morning court.

When they came to the side hall, Liang Xuanliang asked the followers to retreat.He sat on the chair and said with a smile: "Zhao Yan, come and sit."

Seeing him smiling all over his face, Qi Zhaoyan felt even more uncertain, but he still saluted respectfully and sat down beside Liang Xuanliang.

Liang Xuanliang took a deep breath, and said slowly, "Zhao Yan, when did you follow me?"

"Return to Your Majesty, it was 18 years ago."

"At that time I was four years old, you were twelve."

"Yes."

"Alas." Liang Xuanliang sighed, both nostalgic and lamented, he said that to me, you are not so much a subject as an elder brother.

When I struggled back from the brink of life and death, you were by my side.To me, you have seven points of respect and three points of friendship.For you, I respect you three-points and love you seven-points.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your favor." Qi Zhaoyan picked up the celadon teapot on the table and filled Liang Xuanliang with tea.He said that His Majesty would also like to see that the minister has devoted himself to His Majesty for so many years, so don't play tricks on him.

Liang Xuanliang smiled, and said that it was always only when you were talking poorly in front of me, when would I dare to play tricks on you.

Qi Zhaoyan said, His Majesty's heart is like a mirror, benevolent and forgiving, and he doesn't care about anything like his ministers.

However, there is a saying of virtuousness, a gentleman should act with no regrets in his heart, the ancients have taught him that a minister should have the courage to risk his life to speak out.I would like to abide by this statement and wish to seek eternal happiness for His Majesty.That's why I have the courage to pray for the people of the world, and remind your majesty not to be an authority, and lose your eyes.

The smile froze on her face, and there was a trace of puzzlement and surprise in Liang Xuanliang's eyes.He looked at the people in front of him, wondering whether he had underestimated Qi Zhaoyan's wisdom because he hadn't examined the thoughts of those close to him for too long.

This person has been with him for 18 years and knows him better than his blood. How could he not know his own mind.

I'm afraid he knew it a long time ago, but because of his status as a monarch and minister, he was so obscure and cautious.

"When you say that, I'm embarrassed to say anything else." Liang Xuanliang picked up the teacup, and gently blew away the mist on the water surface, "When I saw you in the past, I always felt relieved, and I hope it will be like this in the future."

"When the world is safe, your Majesty will be safe, and so will your ministers."

In just three sentences, every single word was bitten very hard.Liang Xuanliang's fingertips trembled, and she almost failed to hold the teacup.Looking at Qi Zhaoyan's resolute expression, he felt a little flustered in his heart, "...does it have to be like this?"

I just want to keep Yan Junran by my side, why do you make things difficult for him.

Seeing Liang Xuanliang's sad expression, Qi Zhaoyan was taken aback, and the scene of the two meeting for the first time flashed in his mind - it has been a long time, and he has never seen such an expression.

Maybe he pushed him too hard, or maybe he pushed himself too hard.It is not easy to compete in the world. Qi Zhaoyan watched Liang Xuanliang step by step to today, but gradually forgot that he was just a poor child.And I bear the mission of supporting him and protecting him.

...That's why I can't allow things that threaten His Majesty to happen.What's more, it's Yan Chen's remnant from the previous dynasty.

"I know that His Majesty appreciates Yan Chen's talent. But Your Majesty must not forget the original intention of fighting for the world!"

It's not that I am short-sighted, and dare to fight for the day and night.The world laughs at me, I conquer the world.If I am a king, I will create a prosperous world.Where the sun and the moon shine, and where the rivers and rivers flow, are all lands of the country.The north and south are singing and dancing, and the east and west are shining with each other.The common people lived and worked in peace and contentment, and the countries of the four directions bowed their heads and proclaimed their vassals.

The king is bright, the minister is virtuous, and the world is peaceful.Celebrities through the ages, history books remain green.

Liang Xuanliang couldn't help clenching his hands tightly as the words of his past resounded in his ears—it was because of this belief that he shed the unbearable past and came to the present, but now he needs someone to remind him.

Why didn't he know that if Liu Yanchen was by his side, he would be criticized by future generations, and how could he not know how big a threat the words "remnants of the previous dynasty" were?

Could it be that as a king, you still can't help yourself?

"I know what you mean." With a long sigh, Liang Xuanliang said: "Give me a little more time, let me think about it."

Hearing this, Qi Zhaoyan knelt on the ground and kowtowed to him.Such a great gift was like a huge boulder, which instantly weighed on Liang Xuanliang's heart.

What has changed?

Is it you who changed?Or have I changed?

The dark night sky is full of stars, as vast as the sea, shining brightly.But the moon was hidden by the clouds, leaving only spots of light on the surface of the sparkling lake.

Standing on the edge of Qinghu Lake, Yan Chen looked at those fragmented starlight and was a little lost in thought—he had to recuperate these days, and his old disease was much better.But he was always tossing and tossing like this, and he couldn't recover as well as before, coughing and coughing every day even annoyed him.Young and always looking at him, not even letting him out of Mo Xiangxuan's door.These few days finally got better, so I sneaked out in the middle of the night, so as not to see the wind for a few days, the old disease was not cured, and I was still sick from boredom.

Thinking about how quiet and boring the palace was at night, once the curfew passed, there were not even a few lights left on.But fortunately, there were a few cries of weaving, which made my heart feel a lot more comfortable.

I couldn't help but read: "The stars fall in the clear water, and the wind shatters the surface of the mirror lake. In the dream, there is nowhere to rest outside the dream."

"Qingfeng knows what I want, and the night sends incense. Eyebrows are full of love, why do you envy Chang'an?" Another voice sounded, and Yan Chen couldn't help turning around——Liang Xuanliang was followed by two teams of palace people holding lamps, and the surrounding immediately changed. It's bright.Yan Chen felt a little dazzling, and couldn't help frowning.

Seeing his expression, Liang Xuanliang couldn't help laughing, "Why do you have such an expression?"

Blame my light for ruining the night?

"I don't dare." Yan Chen replied quietly, "It's just that I don't get used to it for a while."

"Oh, it seems that I have made you more delicate." As he said this, Liang Xuanliang waved his hand, making the palace servants take a few steps back.He walked up to Yan Chen and asked with a smile, "How are you?"

"It's alive and kicking, very fresh."

"It's best." Hearing Yan Chen's choking voice, Liang Xuanliang knew that he was fine.Even so, you should seldom come out to blow the night breeze, so as not to worry me.

Yan Chen's expression didn't change. He said that His Majesty should be worried about the Turkic princess, the newly named Concubine Li.

You have been running to Mo Xiangxuan these days, I am afraid that others will say that I, the remnant of the former court, is a troublemaker.

Liang Xuanliang laughed when she heard the words.He said with confidence: "If you really cared about other people's opinions, you shouldn't have let me find you in the first place."

"The land of the Han people is all ruled by the Liang family. If you want to find me, how can I escape?"

"Don't think that I don't know what you were thinking at that time." Liang Xuanliang said, "If you weren't fighting for the throne, why did you disappear for six years and was suddenly found by me?"

"Oh, but I still lost to His Majesty's resourcefulness."

"Hey, it's you who treat me like a child."

But you are only six years older than me, so you treat me like a child, this is one of the reasons why you lost.

"Oh?" Yan Chen snorted softly, saying that the minister still wanted to ask His Majesty for other reasons for his defeat.

Liang Xuanliang smiled and said to him, if you lose, you lose, and what's the use of regretting it now.

It's better to discuss unknown things with me, such as how to get your sincerity.

Although it was not the first time that Liang Xuanliang had uttered such straightforward words, Yan Chen still felt a little awkward - he didn't understand why Liang Xuanliang kept him by his side before, and now he didn't understand why Liang Xuanliang had feelings for him.Coupled with the deaths of Su Huaimei, Wang Yizhen and others, he didn't know how much trust he could have in this person, or whether he should be very careful.

The longer you spend with this person, the more confusion in your heart.He wants to solve these mysteries, but he has faint worries and fears.And in this worry and fear, there are some emotions that he can't understand.

Suddenly his hands were covered with warmth, Yan Chen raised his head—Liang Xuanliang held his hand, frowned and said, "Why are your hands so cold?"

After receiving a lamp from the palace man, Liang Xuanliang approached Yan Chen, "This lamp is still a bit hot, if you are cold, come closer."

This sound is like gurgling water, slowly flowing through the heart.Yan Chen couldn't help taking a step forward, but retreated the moment he touched the heat of the lamp.

Liang Xuanliang was a little puzzled, and just about to ask, Yan Chen said: "Your Majesty really knows how to joke, such a summer night, when you are enjoying the cool, how can I feel cold?"

Besides, although the lights are warm, if you get too close, it will catch fire instead.

These words were like a stern wind, blowing away the tenderness in Liang Xuanliang's chest.His eyes turned cold in an instant, and said, are you talking about me, or yourself?

Yan Chen said nothing, just turned around and looked up at the misty starry sky.

Is it you or me?

Maybe it's just the two of us...

After a long time, Liang Xuanliang spoke suddenly, with a sigh and a search in her tone, "How can you believe my love for you?"

"Didn't I say so?"

There are stars in the sky, the moon in the sky, and there are thousands of miles of mountains and rivers.If you can give me these, I will believe you.

"You..." Liang Xuanliang seemed to be angry, but she saw the wind blowing the hem of Yan Chendai's green clothes.At that moment, the person in front of him seemed to be a fairy from the heaven, wanting to leave him.

In an instant, he touched the softness in his heart.

"That's all," he said, "it's pointless to argue with you."

It's too late, I'll go back with you.

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