Marriage on behalf of others is risky, so you need to be cautious the second time

"--who!"

I was shocked!

Fang Yi stepped out of the door, and Wei Linhuan followed closely. Li Gonggong, who was personally serving Wei Linhuan, rushed to a corner of the palace wall and looked around at the top of the wall.

Wei Linhuan hung a bucket of water in his heart, "What's going on?"

In order to hide it, he deliberately invited Fang Yi to this remote small palace, and let Eunuch Li guard it outside.Don't let the fourth person know the news.

Eunuch Li turned his head back, with a hasty look on his face, "Go back to Your Majesty, this servant just saw someone flash past."

Wei Linhuan asked: "Who can you see? Is it a man or a woman?"

Eunuch Li shook his head, and pointed at the corner of the wall tremblingly, "No, I just caught a glimpse of a corner of blue and white clothing, and it disappeared in a hurry." Eunuch Li rubbed his eyes, and found that there was no one in the corner except for the towering palace wall. He added, "Perhaps it's because the slave's eyesight is blurred and he misread."

Wei Linhuan's face became more and more serious, and he immediately ordered, "Take someone to find. If you find suspicious people, kill them immediately."

Fang Yi who was on the side heard this, and thought that Wei Linhuan had definitely eradicated all the eldest son's cronies in the same way back then, and his heart became even colder: "Your Majesty is always cautious in doing things, and he pays attention to cutting grass and roots."

Wei Linhuan heard the meaning of these words, and said noncommittally: "This matter is no small matter. Before the royal edict is issued, the news must not be leaked."

Fang Yi nodded speculatively, "That's right. If the prince and the princes find out, the royal family will probably be in another bloodbath."

Hearing the danger in these words, Wei Linhuan lowered his gray eyebrows, and warned in a low voice: "Hongzhi, you'd better not do anything stupid."

For example, in order to resign from the throne, he informed the prince so that he could coordinate with the princes to launch a coup and ascend the throne early.

Fang Yi smiled half mockingly and half fearlessly, and said: "Your Majesty, don't worry, no matter how foolish I am, I will not be able to engage in a flamboyant business." Then he looked into the sky, "It's time for me to go back to the mansion, so I bid farewell to Your Majesty. .”

After finishing speaking, he made an irresistible courteous gift, turned and left.

Wei Linhuan called him from behind: "What I told you today, you should go back and think about it carefully. As long as you nod your head and agree, I will immediately summon Ruoshu and three relatives to issue an edict alone, and they will assist you. "Pause, and then said, "Especially Ruoshu, now that Gu has more relationships with him, he will definitely listen to what Gu says."

The slender figure paused for a moment, then walked forward again without looking back.

The royal palace is surrounded by towering courtyard walls into a square frame, and is cut into long strips by the high walls connecting the palace halls. Looking up into the sky, everything you see is surrounded by palace walls. , a cage without bars.

The road leading to the outside of the palace is very long and boundless. I don't know whether it leads to the blue sky or the yellow spring.Fang Yi walked step by step, and the nails on his palms were embedded into the flesh bit by bit.

What is he going to do next?

Revenge?

But the enemy is dying.

Take the throne?

The country changed hands, and another Qinglongmen mutiny was staged?

Pretend nothing happened?

But the man who died at Qinglongmen that he had never seen before was indeed his biological father.

The powerlessness that is as humble as grass fills every corner of his body, neither advancing nor retreating.

This sudden blood feud distorted his beliefs in the first half of his life, overturned his life experience, and pushed him into the abyss of hatred.

He thought that Wang En was mighty, but behind Ender was blood feud.

He thought that the king's eyes were full of wisdom, but in fact, behind the knowledge of encounters was blood compensation.

The boots painted with gold on the black bottom slowly stopped, and a thick layer of dust was stuck to the delicate cloth surface. They stopped at the majestic gate of the palace—the Qinglong Gate. More than ten years ago, the blood flowed along the road.

Fang Yi turned his head slowly, stood sideways, and looked along the long palace road.The palace walls several feet high on both sides are towering and steep, as if they are about to collapse, enclosing the palace road into a sinister canyon.The blue-gray stone bricks are connected to each other, dizzy with the thickness of the old history, and the hideous traces drawn by the swords of the slaughter.The murder here caused a sensation all over the world. Wei Linhuan ordered people to clean up the blood on this road, but they couldn't wash away the fact of the mutiny.

The cold cross-wind blows head-on, whimpering, like the howling of lonely souls and wild ghosts in mass graves.

Is Wei Linhuan a Mingjun?

From the people's point of view, yes.

Twelve national policies, 34 decrees, for several years, the country is prosperous and the people are safe, the government is smooth and the people are harmonious.When it comes to King Wei Linhuan, everyone is proud and admired, and there is no word "no".

He himself said that throughout the ages, the road to succession has mostly been paved with blood.

So before, he wholeheartedly assisted Wei Linhuan and never cared about the "Qinglongmen Mutiny" that spread among the people.

But now, the person who died on this bloody road was his biological father, and he turned from a spectator to an insider, how should he do this?

The deep palace road spread to a very far place, like a cave with no end in sight, the line of sight stopped in the extreme distance and turned into a small black dot.

All the way to the extreme is black.

Fang Yi's heart was as heavy as a huge boulder, and he didn't say a word all the way. Jiang Zhongyuan saw that he was in a low mood, so he lowered his head and drove the car tactfully, without asking any more questions.

When we returned to the mansion, it was already dark.

At that time, An Ge hadn't eaten yet, and he was still squatting in the place in the afternoon, facing a bright bean-sized lamp, all he could do was to take care of the two-color bird.

His back was facing the courtyard gate, and he crouched on the ground, like a hamster stealing snacks.In addition, he was so engrossed that he didn't notice Fang Yi entering the door.

"Huh!"

Seeing the sudden appearance of the shadow, An Ge was startled.Then he quickly hid a bunch of broken parts behind his back, showing an honest smile:

"Brother Monkey, come back so early?"

Fang Yi just looked at him, his brows furrowed, and he didn't speak.

Seeing that he didn't respond, An Ge reckoned that he should have discovered the fact that the two-color bird was dismantled by him, so he bit the corner of his mouth and struggled for a moment, still holding the consciousness of being frank and lenient and resisting strictness, and slowly showed his hand from behind , Holding it in front of Fang Yi, afraid of being punished, he pulled out a cautious sneer:

"That...would you believe me if I said it was scattered by myself?"

Fang Yi fixedly looked at him, seeing that his crooked smile seemed to fill the eyes of the Milky Way.Look at him accidentally revealing his playful and cute sharp canine teeth.Watching carefully testing himself, for fear of getting into trouble and being scolded, the hands tightly holding the parts.

He seemed to understand why he liked Xiao Yasha so much, probably because of his ignorance of the world and his appearance of not being dragged into the mud by the clutter, soothed his heart that was scarred by the hustle and bustle of the world.

Step forward, raise your hand, pass through his waist, slowly extend to the back, fold your strong arms, and gently embrace him into your arms.

She lowered her head and buried her in his neck.

"Let me give you a hug..."

A very light sentence, as if it will be blown away by the wind in the next moment.

An Ge noticed that he was different from the coldness in the past, and he was vulnerable in the cold wind.

The hands that were holding the sporadic pieces of wood were thrown away at once, and they wrapped their arms around his back without any explanation, making this timid hug full.

"Brother Monkey, what's the matter?"

He patted him on the back in relief.

Fang Yi hung between his necks in silence for a long time, took a deep breath, and said:

"I can lose everything, except you."

Little Yasha is his only salvation in this dirty world.

The candles in the lantern were burned out, and the two embracing figures suddenly sank into the darkness, with blurred outlines.

Fang Yi's body was obviously thicker and stronger than An Ge's, but at this moment, it was as thin and fragile as if it had been sliced ​​into pieces by a sword.Like a hedgehog whose thorns have been plucked, it has lost the ability to defend itself, leaving only a wound full of holes and rotting flesh on its originally solid back.

"Why did you lose me? I plan to stick to you forever, and you won't be able to drive me away."

Fang Yi rubbed the back of his head, stared paranoidly at the bluestone spat out from the fence, and said, "Little Yasha, I love you."

An Ge's heart was hit suddenly. He understood these three words.

Even if Fang Yi never said it, he understood.

It's just that he suddenly said it directly to him, and his heart was inevitably shocked.

She smiled sweetly and said:

"Brother Monkey, I love you too. Forever and ever, always."

"Don't lie to me, don't betray me."

It's not an order, it's a humble begging in the dust.

"Okay. I won't lie to you, I won't betray you, I'll always support you as a big heart, even if you want to run away."

That night, they didn't have dinner, thousands of unnamed emotions erupted suddenly, and finally ended in a fierce sexual intercourse.

The rhythmic body, the hot body/fluid, the endless pleasure, the sweat from the tip of the nose.

These things are superimposed and intertwined, which only makes people's mind go blank, tossing and turning in the turbulent clouds and rain, reaching the supreme peak.

After the orgasm, the two of them were almost paralyzed in one place, holding each other softly, and kissing each other from time to time.

"Little Yasha."

Fang Yi rested his chin on top of his head and rubbed it gently twice.

An Ge was still panting slightly. During the few strokes just now, he really felt extremely comfortable even at his fingertips.

"Ang..." He sniffed.

Fang Yi stared at the hanging red curtain, and asked slowly: "If one day, you find out that the person you have always respected is actually your enemy, what will you do?"

An Ge thought for a while and said, "Punch him twice. One punch is for revenge, and the other punch is to punch him to lie to me."

Fang Yi was amused by his solution, this is indeed Xiao Yasha's style.Then he asked: "What if it's a big vendetta that can't be resolved with fists?"

An Ge didn't hesitate to think, "How can there be any great hatred? If one punch can't solve it, then two punches, if two punches can't solve it, then three punches, beat him until the peach blossoms bloom, and naturally calm down. But what... "Suddenly thought of something, and said, "There is another way, which is to lose a little."

"Ok?"

Fang Yi signaled him to continue.

"As long as it's not broken to the core, that person must feel a little bit guilty for doing something wrong to others. If I beat him, I feel at ease, and he must feel even more at ease, because he feels that what he owes me is finally repaid. Yes. Hmph, how can it be so cheap? Small fights are more or less the same. If there is a serious hatred, I just don’t beat him, I just don’t let him feel better, I just let him live with guilt for the rest of his life. I won’t take revenge on him, but And never forgive him."

Psychological torture is sometimes ten thousand times more painful than physical torture.

Fang Yi's eyes brightened for a moment, he raised his hand and pinched his chin, and said, "It's really not like what you said."

An Ge snorted arrogantly, "What's the matter? Who doesn't have a small grudge? You know, sometimes revenge is much more difficult than not reporting."

The two were not embracing each other. An Ge was facing the wall, with his back pressed against Fang Yi's chest.This is a comfortable position for both.

Speaking of this, An Ge suddenly found that he had unknowingly said a set of philosophies about how to behave in the world, so he felt superior, and turned around in a hurry to beg for a kiss.

It's just unexpected...something scorching inside his body hasn't been pulled out yet, a twisting movement caused both of them a pain.

"what!"

"Uh!"

An Ge's face suddenly burned red, and his whole body was stained with powder, "Then, that, you get out."

"Ah."

Fang Yi frowned, and after a while, both of them were relieved.

"What did you want to say just now?"

After a lot of tossing, half of An Ge's body went limp, how dare he ask for a kiss?

So An Fen turned around to look at him obediently, and brought forward what he planned to say after begging for a kiss, "Brother Monkey, let me tell you a secret."

"Huh?" Fang Yi raised his eyebrows with great interest, "Speak."

An Ge bit his nails, "I'm actually... the Ninth Young Master of Wei Kingdom." Before Fang Yi could say anything, he added, "But I have never recognized my identity."

Fang Yi knew more or less about his background.

As early as when he went out to fight against the barbarians, An Zhou said "the royal family has lost a child" and said "this child looks very similar to Ruyi" when he borrowed soldiers. At that time, he confirmed An Ge's identity.

It's just... such a noble position, why doesn't he want to admit it?

An Ge continued the previous words and explained the reason for this state of mind:

"Because I got separated from him when I was still a baby, it wasn't an accident at all."

His eyes paused, as if a cold light flashed, and he said again, "He threw me away."

The author has something to say:

An Ge is not a little Yasha today, but a little sweetheart