My nemesis ascended the throne

"I heard you want to report to the police?"

A voice came in, Li Shirong looked towards the place where the voice was coming, and saw a young man in brocade clothing walking over, his brows were cold, sickly, and his eyes were piercingly cold.For no reason, he was a little timidly agitated by that look.It was the look in the eyes of someone who had killed someone on the battlefield, and he could even feel that that person had restrained himself a lot.

"What's wrong with reporting to the official? I beat someone in broad daylight, so I can't report to the official?"

Rong Quan's eyes fell on Xie An's face, and seeing that Xie An just glanced at him with calm eyes, he sighed softly, then turned back to look at these things that couldn't be seen at all, his expression turned cold.

"Bullying civilians in broad daylight, who gave you the courage?" Rong Quangui is an emperor, but whenever the court speaks in such a tone, the courtiers who are familiar with him will know that he is angry, and immediately kneel down.And this is not the imperial court, and what is in front of them are just a few low-end things.

Boss Xie walked up to Rong Yan and said in a low voice, "I heard that you don't have a local accent. I don't know the situation in Yicheng. The Li family and the Zhang family are the largest imperial merchants in Yicheng. The prefect of Yicheng does nothing. Shading the sky, it is better not to provoke these people."

Rong Quan just glanced at Boss Xie indifferently, that glance made Boss Xie have an urge to kneel on the ground immediately, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, Boss Xie took two steps back, now he is a drinker in a wine shop Less, but more people watching the fun.

Suddenly there was a chuckle from behind.Boss Xie saw the young man in military uniform who had been watching from behind come forward in two steps.Although Liang Yingguan was well-known, few people had seen him, there was still a red dress in the market that day to guess his identity, but now he was wearing a military uniform, almost no one could recognize him.

"Officer?"

Liang Yingguan laughed again.This group of people probably didn't know that the biggest official of Wei was standing right in front of them.He took a look at Rong Jing, Rong Jing nodded, and then he made a clean move. Before the people around him could see clearly, he saw a bright sword light. When the sword light passed his eyes, his eyes were blood red. His broken hand howled miserably, and the faces of a group of people around him were pale.

Seeing this tragic situation, the people onlookers could not wait to applaud and celebrate. The villain will get his own reward, not to mention breaking off a hand, even beheading his head is what he deserves.Families with a radius of hundreds of miles are almost all harmed by these dudes. It is rare for a chivalrous person to take action, and some people are even secretly worried that they will be retaliated by waiting for an opportunity.

Holding his bloody arm, Li Shirong saw the handsome young man in brocade walking over slowly, squatting halfway in front of him, looking at him with the most chilling eyes he had ever seen in his life.

"You touched him with this hand?"

Rong Quan's voice was so soft that only Li Shirong could hear it.Then Li Shirong saw the young man in brocade clothes standing up and stepping on his wound, the pain hit him heart-piercingly, and his eyes were about to burst.

Rong Ren's feet left the ground, who was already as dead as Mr. Li, and stared at a group of dudes with a slight smile on his lips, "Don't you want to report to the authorities? Go."

A group of dandies helped Li Shirong out of the wine shop almost with pale faces, and picked up his severed hand by the way.

The onlookers saw enough excitement, and dispersed in twos and threes. Boss Xie shook his head, and said to Rong Jing and Liang Yingguan, "Both of you, be careful of these people looking for opportunities to retaliate in the future."

Rong Quan was noncommittal, but Liang Yingguan gave the kind boss a smile, "It's okay."

The boss saw the confident expression of this strong man, but it was inconvenient to talk anymore.

Rong Ning's eyes fell on Xie An all the time, since he came in, Xie An never took a serious look at him.He gritted his teeth and took two steps over there.

Liang Yingguan stopped Boss Xie and sighed, "These two know each other, let them talk."

Boss Xie looked at Liang Yingguan suspiciously, "Who are you?"

Liang Yingguan shook his head, "It's not someone." Then he smiled again, "Your wine here is really good."

Then he took another sip.

Xie An lowered his head to clean up the blood on the ground, his hair fell to the ground, revealing a section of his fair neck, standing behind him with Rong Ning, looking at his usually pampered hands holding the most inferior man in the palace. The coarse cloth that no one can touch, he heard his hoarse voice, "Is this how you have been here for the past few years?"

Xie An looked at him strangely, "What do you think I should do? Xie An of the Xie family is dead, and was buried in Xie's old house by Xie Jin."

"Now Xie Yan is just a commoner. If I don't do these things, no one will support me."

There was no sarcasm in his words, he was just stating the facts.

"Those people... often come to provoke trouble?"

Xie An glanced at him, "Even if you don't intervene, I can solve it myself."

Rong Quan only felt that his eyes were slightly hot, as if something was about to fall from the sockets, but there was nothing there.From the moment he saw this person, he wanted to protect this person under his wings.He is the emperor of Great Wei, but the person he puts on top of his heart is being humiliated in this way on the land of Great Wei.

After a long time, Xie An heard a sigh, and then he saw His Majesty the Great Wei, personally took the coarse cloth from his hand, and wiped away the blood stains on the ground bit by bit.Even if you do such a thing, it still looks dignified and upright.

"The ground is not wiped like this, so the blood will leave marks."

Xie An's eyelashes trembled, he stood up and pushed Rong Jing away, his voice trembling, "What are you doing?"

Rong Ning looked at him and laughed, "I have done these things since I was very young. I even sewed my own clothes when I was at the border. There is nothing I can't do."

Rong Ren has endured hardships, and no one is born noble.

Xie An looked at Rong Jing, and finally gritted his teeth, "Do what you like, it's none of my business."

Rong Jing shook his head, "It's been five years, and I can't even wipe the floor, and I can plausibly say that I can support myself."

For a moment, Xie An wanted to jump up and strangle the dog emperor to death.

Rong Jing swung his sleeves after wiping, and saw Xie An glaring at him like a kitten with frayed fur, and was in a daze for a while.This is not a dream, this is real.

It was this place in Yicheng that gave life to the lifeless Xie An.

After a period of time, Xie An often saw Rong Jing.

Sometimes it was when he went out early in the morning, and sometimes when he was making wine, Rong Yin did nothing but stand aside while he was making wine, and when the wine was ready, he came over cheekily to rub a jar.

Xie An could feel the sickness in him.That's what happens to people who have been ill for a long time.Even though Rong Yan was not like an ordinary patient, his face was paler and his lips were lighter, but inexplicably he looked more like the former King Rong, rather than the murderous emperor.So the shadow of the pale boy in the old days gradually overlapped with the person in front of him.

Xie An was always uneasy about such tolerance.

He thought that Rong Ning would force him to go back, but Rong Ning didn't, he just watched him quietly from the sidelines more often.

Once Rong Yin got drunk, he smelled of alcohol all over his body, he didn't say anything, he didn't do anything, he just tugged at his sleeves, never letting go.A martial artist is very strong, Xie An pushed him, but he didn't push him away, the drunk man was too heavy, he couldn't carry it, so he asked the assistant to help him to the room, Rong Yan never let go, his clothes The sleeve was twisted tightly in his hand, as if it would disappear if he let go.

Xie An angrily threw him on the bed, the crown that held his hair was knocked off, and the strands of hair fell apart, there were actually a few strands of white hair.Xie An stared blankly at the dazzling color, feeling pain in his eyes.Maybe it's not the eyes, it's the heart that hurts.

He is still young, but his hair is premature.You are the emperor, what makes him gray hair.

Before he even realized it, his hand had lightly touched Rong Jing's hair, and when he realized what he was doing, he withdrew his hand in embarrassment.

Xie An, are you going to turn yourself into a joke?

He just looked at Rong Ren silently, until the sleepy Rong Ren called out in a low voice, "Say it."

Zhao Rong would call him that.

That is Zhao Rong who Rong Yan pretended to be.

The old wine he buried under the peach blossom tree has been neglected for so many years.

Xie An covered his face.

At no time did he realize that Zhao Rong and Rong Jing were the same person more clearly than now.

He thought of what Liang Yingguan said. He said that every night he could only sleep with his ashes in his arms, and his heart trembled violently.

The hand that grabbed his sleeve did not let go until dawn.

That should be the most peaceful sleep Rong Yan has had in the past five years.When he woke up, the sunlight was just right outside the window, and there was a person lying beside the bed, his blue hair spread out, his brows and eyes were coated with a layer of gold by the sunlight, and his eyelashes drooped slightly, casting a large blue shadow.

Still in a sweet sleep.

The long hair of the two people was tangled together, as if they had been knotted.

Rong Ren hooked the corners of his lips, and when his fingers were about to touch the man's face, his eyelashes moved slightly and he opened his eyes.When his dazed and bewildered eyes fell on Rong Yan's face, he seemed to really wake up.

The soft expression turned cold, even a little irritable. "You grabbed my clothes all night!"

Rong Ning lowered his head, only to realize that his other hand was still holding a corner of Xie An's sleeve.

"You can cut the clothes." Rong Yan said seriously.

Xie An's face turned red in an instant, and he couldn't even speak incoherently, "What the hell! Then it will be...become..."

"Broken sleeve." Rong Quan kindly added a sentence for him.

Then there was a loud slam of the door, and the room was empty, leaving him alone.

Rong Jing smiled.

He untied a sachet embroidered with dark patterns from his waist, which contained a handful of ashes, and he sprinkled the ashes into the burning incense burner in front of the desk.He will never need this thing again.