Set fire in your heart

It's a winter day.

Holding a long sword in his hand, the boy with overly glamorous brows has crimson-colored wide sleeves swaying in the wind, his smooth black hair is tied up high, exposing his smooth forehead, youthful...

It's a winter day.

Holding a long sword in his hand, the boy with overly glamorous brows had crimson-colored wide sleeves fluttering in the wind, his supple black hair was tied up high to reveal a smooth forehead, his youthful and heroic eyebrows were raised lazily, and his words were terribly rebellious.

"Gongsun Xun, come and fight with me."

What a proud look.

The pride is as sharp as a sharp sword drawn out of its sheath. People dare not touch it easily, but they can't help but be pursued by the boy's smile.

The sky and the earth are falling with snowflakes.

Suddenly, the boy took the lead to attack, turned his feet, and turned around several times to get closer to the man in white with wide sleeves and high clogs under the plum tree in the courtyard.

"bass!--"

The man in white slowly raised the saber on his side to fight against him, and the friction between the two blades produced teething sounds and sparks.

"Your Highness, you are still young, so you don't have to demand too much of yourself."

The man looked at Yu Miao with warm and soft eyes, but he didn't resist and tried hard to Yu Miao.

The white robes are tumbling, the plain and quiet white robes are dyed with ink-colored pine, and the sand covering is agile and flutters with the wind.

The man wears a forehead band, his eyebrows grow into his temples, his complexion is as delicate as beautiful porcelain, and his gentle and sparkling peach blossom eyes are extraordinarily elegant and handsome.

His whole body is like a jade, which is moist and restrained.

"Gongsun Xi, you are so annoying, can't you take it seriously?" Yu Miao frowned and said impatiently.

Fighting should be a matter of going all out, and Gongsun Xun's release of water like this is making Yu Miao unhappy.

Gongsun Xun, the man known as the "Yulang" in Kyoto, is famous for his knowledge and talents, and he is also called Yulang because of his handsome appearance. What made him most famous is that he once offered advice to Emperor Dewu to pacify the Yi people in the north. Since then, the rebellion has been appreciated by Emperor Dewu.

So of course such a handsome man was recommended by the queen and a group of ministers to give him enlightenment lectures.

Gongsun Xi's wooden clogs creaked softly on the road paved with bluestone.And his master held the sword and moved against the wind as if he had become an immortal.

"I don't know why I have offended His Highness?"

Gongsun Zi made a docile appearance of bowing his head and listening.

"Heh..." Yu Miao sneered unhappily, "You annoy me too much."

He also knew that he couldn't beat him, so he simply withdrew his strength, put the long sword into the sheath and quickly threw it away, and began to punch Gongsun Xi's vitals with fast, accurate and ruthless moves.

The boy who is less than ten years old is very talented in martial arts, and he prefers to wield swords and guns with generals rather than the way of governing the country taught by the great Confucianism.

Yu Miao stared at the opponent's every move, the texture of the muscle changes all indicated the opponent's next move, and this would be the key to his victory.

Unlike the eyes that are usually as sharp as eagles and falcons, who seem to be able to see through everything, anyone who is familiar with Yu Miao will be shocked when he sees him like this.

Knees raised, uppercuts, Muay Thai moves to attack Gongsun Xun without delay, and the vigor of every move cut through the wind.

Gongsun Zi's gentle eyes showed appreciation, and he just avoided the fight: "Your Highness's boxing skills are good, which general did you learn from?"

Those old chatter, tsk——

It's so boring to fight like this.

Yu Miao didn't answer.There is nothing to answer. The person who taught him is not in this world, and he is still living in prison in the Republic.

Pushing hard on his feet, Yu Miao lifted half of his body into the air, and hit Gongsun Zi with an uppercut that gathered all his strength.

——Ice and snow smeared his face.

This punch did not hit, but the nails scratched Gongsun Xun's face, leaving red marks.

Really, the physical strength of a ten-year-old is not enough, he is exhausted to death.

Standing under the tree, Yu Miao's chest heaved and she stretched out her hand to wipe her face with a blank expression, the cold snow water.

At this time, his expression was no longer fluctuating and violent as in a fight, and his eyes lighted up little by little, returning to the normal state of dead fish eyes.

It's no big deal to fail. Age and experience in actual combat are the reasons why the opponent is stronger than himself. Now he can't beat him. What about three years later?What about five years from now?

Don't forget your heart, you have to always.

This is the joy of competition that Yu Miao is looking for.

He slowly picked up the sword on the ground and held it in his arms.

Gongsun Xi could see the young man's thin and flushed face, his straight nose, the fresh sweat mixed with a rich fragrance, his hair, eyebrows and eyes were as wet as smudged light ink.

The crimson clothes are hunting, and the hair is flying.

——Sentimental and aloof to death.

The scent lingering at the tip of the nose is getting stronger.The boy suddenly smiled casually at him.

"Hey Uncle, I want you to do me a favor."

Whenever there is something that needs Gongsun Xun's help, Yu Miao is not stingy to call him "uncle".

When Gongsun Zi heard this, the curvature of the lips that had been maintained all the time became wider and wider, and the smile became wider and wider.

"Your Highness, is there anything you need to do?"

Yu Miao smiled without saying a word, but suddenly thought of something and immediately turned her back and left.

"Ah, the gate of the palace is about to be closed."

"A Miao."

Gongsun Zi called out softly, and followed Yu Miao persistently with his peach eyes, but the boy he cared about didn't stop, and the crimson python robe flitted away from his sight.

Plum blossom petals are falling.

Yu Miao casually stretched out her right hand and waved goodbye, leaving only one sentence in the drawn-out voice——

"Uncle, I want to be the emperor."

The wind and snow covered the footprints on the way home, and people disappeared without a trace.

Gongsun Zi covered his face with his sleeves, and squatted on the ground, laughing so hard that he couldn't support himself.

After a long time he murmured:

"Ah Miao's idea is great."

As soon as she took a step out of the courtyard, Yu Miao stood still and shouted.

"A Yin."

A huge shadow enveloped Yu Miao.

It was Pei Wuyin.

Yu Miao stretched out her arms, yawned out of boredom, and said, "Hurry up, the palace gate is about to be closed, I'm so sleepy."

I just ran out of strength in the fight, and my legs were so weak.

Pei Wuyin's beast body is more than two meters high, like a towering hill.His back is still bent, and his eyes are as cruel as a beast, but as long as he can see Yu Miao, those eyes are loyal and adoring.

After waiting for a long time, Pei Wuyin, who had snowflakes on his shoulders, stepped forward.His hair is now all pulled back in braids, and his clothes are in a neat bunt.

Embrace Yu Miao, place him on the arm, and hold him up firmly.

Towards evening, the sun's light was already very weak.Because the Chinese New Year is approaching, festive red lanterns are hung on both sides of the road.

The area where the rich and powerful lived was also very lively in the evening.Along the way, people come and go, and the vermilion courtyard walls and high gates are continuous.

The combination of the two of them is really strange, and people who occasionally meet each other will look at them curiously and maliciously.

"They're so weird."

"Why is that boy sitting in the arms of that monster?"

"Is it a monster to be so tall? Ah... that young man is so beautiful."

As if she had never heard of it, Yu Miao closed her eyes and leaned on the warm arms and gradually fell asleep.

Pei Wuyin's tall and stooped back covered all the wind and snow.

……

Even in the East Palace, Yu Miao felt that this winter was unusual.

One day, a note with plum blossoms was placed in front of his case.

"May your wishes come true."

In the winter month of the fifth year of Qiande, Emperor Dewu was seriously ill.

"Cough-cough-"

Many braziers were placed in the bedroom to try to dispel the severe cold.

In the past, Emperor Dewu, who was leaping like a dragon and a tiger, could only lie on the bed dying, his face was sickly, as if he had aged several decades.

Drooping eyelids obscured the once shrewd light.

"Zhang Qi..."

Zhang Qi, who was waiting quietly at the side, immediately stepped forward, "Yes."

"Did the dark guard find it? That poor child."

Zhang Qi bent down tremblingly, with a sad face: "Return to Your Majesty, I have never found any trace of the eldest prince."

Emperor Dewu let out a foul breath slowly.

"Five years..."

"Perhaps the widow will soon be reunited as a family of three, cough cough cough..."

Speaking of the breath of air that caused the cough to be so forceful that he almost coughed out his lungs.

This alarmed the palace people in the outer room, and they all went inside to check. Unexpectedly, Emperor Dewu opened his eyes and shouted angrily: "Get out except Zhang Qi! No one is allowed to come in without the widow's order!"

The palace people backed away in panic.

There were only the two of them left in the hall.

Just yelling that sentence has consumed all the strength of Emperor Dewu, and now he is lying on the bed dizzy, feeling something is passing by little by little.

It is his life.

But even if he was about to die, he still couldn't be happy in his heart.The imperial doctor diagnosed that it was caused by his old injuries accumulated over the years, but there was always a voice in his heart doubting, did he really have a relapse of the old injuries?

No one will make tricks in the palace, everything in the palace is under his control.That's where the accumulated results of the years can be obtained...

There was a guess in his mind, but Emperor Dewu subconsciously cut it off.Thoughts turned back to the court.

He is still alive and is a rival to the aristocratic family, but what about after death!

The prince's family, Gongsun Yimen, holds the military power, and Gongsun Yu is ambitious, how old is the prince!

ten years old!

Once he dies, Gongsun Yu will listen to the emperor behind the curtain, and his relatives, Gongsun, will control the court. Is this country's surname Yu or his Gongsun!

——"Zhang Qi! Prince Xuan." Emperor Dewu gritted his teeth.

The author says:

Will it be very jumping... woo woo woo