The emperor is as beautiful as jade

"Yes! You have seen what the emperor looks like now, why do we have to wait any longer? Just come and have a good time!" Prime Minister Fu brushed his beard and said to Yan Qin with a smile: "General Yan, you know the current affairs He is a hero! As long as you give me a helping hand, I can assure you that the general's life will be rich and prosperous!"

Yan Qin slowly turned his back to Prime Minister Fu, his mind was confused and he searched for thoughts and said: "But the prime minister forgot, although the emperor is seriously ill now, there are still several princes in Beijing, not to mention Gu Anyan and With his father's faction, how can the chancellor have the confidence to win the world?"

"This old man insists on winning the world by himself, and this old man wants to win the world for the Seventh Prince!" Prime Minister Fu's eyes lit up, and he smiled viciously, "As long as something happens to the Emperor, the Seventh Prince is the only son of the Emperor. Inheriting the throne, even if it is a prince or minister, who has reason to object!"

Yan Qin's heart sank, and he said loudly: "It turns out that this is the ultimate goal of the prime minister, to get rid of the emperor and support the seventh prince to ascend the throne. Then let the younger generation guess, what will the lord do next?"

Yan Qin turned around, and said with a long smile on the corner of his mouth: "I am afraid that the concubine Yan's mother will be the empress dowager in charge of the harem, and then the adults will use the little emperor to control the government, and finally gradually change the Xiao family into the Fu family. Bar?"

"Yan Qin!" Prime Minister Fu heard the sarcasm in Yan Qin's mouth, and said angrily, "Don't be ignorant of flattery, the old man is willing to win you over, that's because he thinks highly of you!"

"Really?" Yan Qin sneered coldly: "General Fu, don't forget that you and I know the truth about the Seventh Prince. I can't guarantee that this junior will not be able to control his mouth someday. Say something is missing!"

Hearing Yan Qin mentioning the matter of the Seventh Prince, Prime Minister Fu's expression changed drastically, and finally he gritted his teeth and said, "Are you threatening this old man?"

"It is, it is not." Yan Qin shook his head, then nodded again, "It all depends on what Prime Minister Fu does!"

Prime Minister Fu approached Yan Qin, clenched his fists viciously, "This old man is a first-rank prime minister and a veteran of three dynasties, do you know the fate of offending this old man?"

"My lord, why are you so confused now?" Yan Qin met Prime Minister Fu's gaze without fear, "Although your lord is a veteran of the three dynasties, you are still a civil servant, and although the junior is only a third-rank minister, plus a The second-rank general of the country, but if you really want to fight with each other, is it your power that has the chance of winning, or the soldiers in the hands of the younger generation?"

"You!" Prime Minister Fu's face turned blue with anger. He never thought that Yan Qin, who had always cooperated with him, would say such words to him.But what Yan Qin said is also reasonable, the military power in his hands is not low, and it happens to be guarding around the imperial city, if they fall out...

Prime Minister Fu quickly changed his expression, and gently patted Yan Qin on the shoulder, "General Yan, you and I have been cooperating for so long, and we are about to succeed. Why do you need to embarrass this old man?"

Yan Qin unceremoniously pushed Prime Minister Fu's hand away, and still insisted: "Your junior said that all the consequences are in your hands, Prime Minister, and what I want is not just Xiao Lin's departure."

"Then what do you want?"

"I still want the emperor, intact!" Yan Qin didn't say the last sentence, he wanted Xiao Zhiyi to remain high and secure on the throne, no one can imprison him, and no one can force him to become the Supreme Emperor!

His Majesty the Emperor, whom he has admired for more than ten years, should be the most domineering and magnificent emperor in the world!Yan Qin clenched his fists tightly, with a gentle smile on his handsome face.

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On a moonlit night in the desert, the cold wind blows everywhere, and the sound of howling wolves is heard from time to time.

But at this time, on a high plain in the middle of the desert, there was a tall and straight man holding a black sword, wearing black plain clothes, dancing sword in the wind and moon.

Shen Man'er looked up at the handsome man in the high place above, enjoying himself in the sword dance, and saw him holding the bright moonlight in the sky, reflecting on the man's slender body. It should have been a very beautiful picture, but Shen Man'er But I only felt great loneliness and frustration.

The moonlight in the sky was as cold as water, and the man on the ground was as cold as ice. Shen Man'er sighed, and flew to follow with a long whip in his hand.

"Prince Yu, every time you practice sword at night, it's because you're in a bad mood. What's wrong today?"

Xiao Lin didn't stop his long sword, and didn't even look at Shen Man'er. He flew forward with a beautiful Lingyun microstep, and he didn't reply a word to Shen Man'er's question.

Shen Man'er raised her eyebrows when she saw it, and said in a low voice, "I know if you don't tell me, you've been acting strange since daytime, is it because of people from Beijing?"

"What nonsense are you talking about?" This time, Xiao Lin danced the sword as before, but he followed Shen Man'er's words.

"Don't pretend to be confused!" Shen Man'er pouted, slammed his whip on the sand, and muttered aggrievedly: "You heard the report from the Beijing envoy, saying that your uncle vomited blood and became seriously ill after hearing the news of your fake death. There are ripples, you want to go back! Don't you?"

"Dangling!" The sword in Xiao Lin's hand suddenly fell off from his palm, and smashed flatly on the ground.There was no trace of a smile on Xiao Lin's handsome and heroic face, which was cold and deep. "you shut up!"

Shen Man'er's voice was full of tears, "You are fierce to me! Every time you mention the capital, every time you mention your emperor's uncle, your face is not your face, your mouth is not your mouth, and you are fierce to me!"

"Who blames you for talking nonsense! This king has already said that I don't want to hear about that person again!" Xiao Lin saw that Shen Man'er's eyes were flushed, and his complexion improved slightly, but he was still very gloomy.

"I'm talking nonsense?" Shen Man'er burst into tears, and turned her back to Xiao Lin angrily, "Ask yourself, are you not moved when you hear your uncle vomit blood for you? You don't want to leave here? You Don't want to go back to the capital?"

Xiao Lin was silent, looked at Shen Man'er's tears, and said softly after a while: "Whether the king returns to Beijing or not, what does it have to do with you?"

Shen Man'er was taken aback, "What did you say?"

"It's nothing." Xiao Lin replied quickly, his handsome brows were slightly frowned, he shook his head and sighed, and said heavily: "Maner, you feel that a person has given you heart-piercing pain time and time again, and finally I will give you a heart-piercing pain." A little inexplicable hope, do you still have illusions about this person?"

Shen Man'er's eyes lit up, but soon dimmed again, "It depends, that person can't let go..."

Xiao Lin shook his head and smiled, his handsome face was full of bitterness.

Shen Man'er felt very sad suddenly, approached Xiao Lin slowly, and asked in a daze: "Xiao Lin, you won't go back to Beijing, you won't leave here, will you?"

Shen Man'er was looking forward to the man's answer, just like when she saw the man for the first time, when she saw the melancholy expression on his handsome face, she wanted to get close to him, tried every means to get close to him, just hoping to smooth his wrinkled face Eyebrow, comfort his dull heart.

"Yes..." Xiao Lin nodded lightly, and answered Shen Man'er calmly.The heart is like still water, desperately ignoring the dream deep in my heart.His chest twitched in pain, as if he was about to stop breathing.

Shen Man'er was overjoyed when he saw Xiao Lin nodding his head, the corners of his bright red lips parted, and he couldn't close his happy mouth.Raising the long whip with a swipe, Shen Man'er said cheerfully: "Come on, Prince Yu, can I accompany you to practice kung fu for a while?"

Xiao Lin didn't fight her as Shen Man'er wished, but just put away his sword, glanced at Shen Man'er lightly, then put the sword back into its sheath, turned around and was about to leave.

"Hey! Xiao Lin!" Shen Man'er was in a hurry, and his smiling face collapsed in an instant, and he hurriedly caught up and grabbed Xiao Lin's arm, "What's the matter with you? Ever since you recovered, you've been loving me Ignore it! How did I mess with you?"

"No." Xiao Lin pulled his arm from Shen Man'er's hand, and replied lightly, "I'm just tired, it's none of your business."

"Really?" Shen Maner frowned.

"En." Xiao Lin didn't want to say more, he raised his legs and walked forward.

"Wait for me!" Shen Man'er followed up, trying to find some clues from Xiao Linjun's face, but he couldn't find any, and said aggrievedly: "Xiao Lin, do you hate me?"

Xiao Lin stopped walking, turned his head to look at Shen Man'er, his black eyes flashed with an unusual luster, and he said softly: "How can this king hate you."

After all, she is his...

"Really?" Shen Man'er never thought that Xiao Lin would say such a sentence, and she was so happy that she threw herself into Xiao Lin's arms immediately. "Prince Yu, Prince Yu, you finally made this girl happy! I thought...you already hated me!"

Xiao Lin's body froze, feeling uncomfortable in his heart, the thoughts he had for a long time were becoming more and more uncontrollable, he had to find a chance to talk to Shen Man'er.

Slowly relieved, Shen Man'er raised her small face and said playfully with a smile: "My lord is so cute, I want to reward you!"

"What?" Xiao Lin was puzzled.

"My lady, give the prince a sweet kiss~" After finishing speaking, Shen Man'er gave a sneaky smile, stood on tiptoe, and left an active kiss on Xiao Lin's handsome face with one sip.

Xiao Lin's heart twitched suddenly, and the chills crawled all over his body, but he only felt disappointed in his heart.Pulling Shen Man'er away from his arms, Xiao Lin commanded in a deep voice, "Follow me, I have something to tell you."

As soon as the words fell, Xiao Lin turned around and left without looking back.

"What?" Shen Man'er was taken aback for a moment, and after regaining his senses, he quickly ran up to follow, and returned to the barracks with Xiao Lin, the corners of his mouth were wide open again, it seemed that he was in a very good mood.

In the barracks, Xiao Lin and Shen Man'er gathered around the wooden table in the main camp. Shen Man'er urged Xiao Lin with burning eyes, "Tell me, what do you want to tell me?"

Xiao Lin lowered his head and thought about how to speak, and after a while of silence, he asked slowly: "Maner, when are you planning to leave the barracks?"

"..." Shen Man'er was stunned, completely unexpected. "What did you say?"

"I'm asking you, when do you plan to leave the barracks?" Xiao Lin quickly repeated the question.

"Say it again!" Shen Maner only wondered if he had a problem with his ears and misheard Xiao Lin's words, "Are you driving me away?"

Xiao Lin couldn't bear to look away, and said in a low voice: "Barbarian, how could this king drive you away, but now that the war has been settled, if you, a girl, stay in the barracks, if you still follow this king... "

"So what if I follow you?" Shen Man'er sneered, stared at Xiao Lin tremblingly, and suddenly said: "Xiao Lin, I like you!"

The author has something to say: Dear friends, I'm sorry, I've been fascinated by "My Fair Princess" recently, so I went to see Little Swallow at night, and I really couldn't help myself, so I missed a few more, and I will fill it up slowly, please Forgive and love you guys!