You worship me, I will soar

Mo Xun pondered for a moment, and said: "You really want to know? The past is over, why add to the sadness."

Confusion flashed across Shanghua's eyes for a moment, and he finally nodded.

Mo Xun hesitated for a moment, then waved his sleeves, and the appearance of Shanghua's previous life appeared in the void.

At that time, his name in the world was Ling Shanghua, and he was a civil servant of the Shuang Kingdom.

The old emperor passed away when he first became minister, and the new emperor who was only eight years old came to the throne.

The little emperor is still a milk doll wearing a dragon robe and rolling all over the floor, he only asks: "Ling Aiqing, are the candied lotus seeds sweet?"

Two years later, the ten-year-old little emperor finally realized that there was a lot of danger, the government was in the hands of the regent, and the opinion of the regent was equal to the opinions of the courtiers. No one cared what the little emperor thought. Ling Shangshu is different.

The little emperor sat on the tall dragon chair, looked at Ling Shanghua timidly, and said, "Ling Aiqing...the Acropolis has been raining for several days, and the regent said that it is enough to allocate some silver taels. What do you think?"

Ling Shanghua was silent for a while, the little emperor looked at him timidly and expectantly, how could he not answer?

After answering this answer for seven years, the little emperor grew into a young man with a fair face and peachy eyes. During the seven years, he learned to pretend to be stupid, learned to hide his emotions and anger, and also learned to hide his strength and bide his time.

And Ling Shanghua is 26 years old, and he has already reached the age to get married.

The regent didn't know that the little emperor's proposals that he disagreed with were actually taught to the little emperor by Ling Shanghua when he was alone in private.

The regent admired Ling Shanghua's talents and had always wanted to win him over to his side. After gold, silver, treasures, and coercion were useless, he thought of a new trick and asked him to be his son-in-law.

The hero is sad about the beauty pass, his daughter is beautiful, and the regent does not believe that Ling Shanghua is not tempted.

The regent sent a minister to say goodbye.

Before Ling Shanghua could reply, the little emperor came to the Shangshu Mansion in the middle of the night, wearing a black cloak embroidered with dark dragon patterns, the little emperor looked more and more handsome, his eyebrows and eyes drew Ling Shanghua's heart palpitations.

The little emperor wrinkled his face, as if he had been wronged, and his voice was low and waxy.

"Will you marry the daughter of the regent's family?"

Ling Shanghua forced himself to look away, and said in a low voice, "Maybe, maybe not."

"Why not?"

The little emperor got closer and closer, until he was very close to Ling Shanghua, his breathing could be heard, his eyes were like bright stars in the sky, he looked at Ling Shanghua without blinking, then he lowered his head and kissed the corner of Ling Shanghua's mouth, his eyes were pure and ignorant, and he said softly Ask: "So you will marry her?"

Empress Ling Shang Huacang retreated, lowered her head and said, "Think twice, Your Majesty."

The little emperor took a step forward without backing down, with a faint smile hanging on the corner of his mouth, he said softly: "Ling Aiqing, I like you."

The voice was as sweet as honey, and the light whispers were like spells of bewitching, constantly echoing in Ling Shanghua's ears.

He froze all over, and when the little emperor kissed him again, he couldn't push him away.

The little emperor's body is fragrant and soft, how can he push it away?

On the second day, Ling Shanghua refused the marriage, which angered the regent king, and the news that the regent king's daughter was refused marriage spread all over the capital.

The little emperor smiled wantonly while lying in Ling Shanghua's arms.

The regent formed a grudge with Ling Shanghua, and began to target Ling Shanghua everywhere.

Ling Shanghua was outstanding in talent, he was the one whom the literati sincerely submitted to, and he was also the head of the civil servants. The regent was born as a military commander, and he and the civil servants already despised each other.

The court was divided into two factions, and the regent was restrained, and he could no longer act recklessly as before.

This went on for half a year, and the battle between civil servants and military officials intensified, while Ling Shanghua was immersed in the gentleness given by the little emperor, unaware of everything.

Later, the regent finally stopped being angry, because the regent's daughter had a better destination, and she was going to be the queen.

The regent king did not expect that the little emperor would take the initiative to ask his daughter to marry him, and he was overjoyed for a moment. The fact that his daughter was rejected by the wooden minister had already been heard in the streets and alleys, which made him lose face and his daughter ashamed to see others. Now Finally able to feel elated.

The news that the little emperor was about to get married came out, and Ling Shangshu never entered the palace in private again, and the little emperor sent someone to announce it, but he shirked it on the grounds that he was sick.

On the day of the emperor's wedding, all the officials came to congratulate him, Ling Shanghua stood in the crowd congratulating with all the officials as if he had just woken up from a dream, but he never raised his head to look at the little emperor.

The little emperor in happy clothes stood beside the beautiful and generous queen, silently looking in his direction, his eyes dim.

In the dead of night, a man wearing a black dragon-pattern cloak stepped on the snow and knocked on Ling Shanghua's door. Ling Shanghua didn't open the door, and the man walked in by himself.

A gust of wind blew in through the door, carrying cold snow.

Ling Shanghua turned his back to the door, and said in a low voice without turning his head: "Your Majesty is getting married today, so it should be in the bridal chamber."

The little emperor rushed over and hugged him from behind, his voice choked up: "You blame me?"

Ling Shanghua said nothing.

"I can't help it either..."

Ling Shanghua lowered his head and looked at the little emperor's clasped fingers on his waist, which were slender and beautiful.

"Your Majesty, you don't need to say more, I understand..."

The little emperor was delighted: "Then..."

"From now on, I will be a good courtier and sincerely serve His Majesty and Empress."

The little emperor understood what he meant, his eyes darkened, and he said helplessly: "You like my body, I have already given it to you."

Ling Shanghua smiled wryly, the little emperor had already grown up, and he was no longer that puppet emperor, because he knew his thoughts, he would do what he liked, otherwise, if he married the regent's daughter and stood by the regent's side, the little emperor might It's going to be a headache.

The way he looked at the little emperor couldn't conceal the greed/desire in his eyes, and it was only natural that he was being used.

It can only be laughed at the throbbing heart he felt when he thought he had received the response from the beloved he longed for.

Ling Shanghua remained silent, the little emperor bit his lip and said stubbornly: "I am the emperor."

Yes, he is the emperor.

Ling Shanghua once taught the little emperor to distinguish between good and evil, and also taught him the art of war, but the best thing the little emperor learned was the emperor's art that he had never taught.

He did not hesitate to use his body to make countless enemies for the regent and reduce his power.

It's really easy to calculate every step of the way.

Ling Shanghua opened the little emperor's fingers little by little, and said without looking back: "You go."

His voice was low and hoarse, but his tone was extremely calm.

The little emperor let go, but did not leave.

There was the sound of cloth rustling.

Ling Shanghua turned his head, and the little emperor was standing behind him, his smooth body was as white as jade under the moonlight, Ling Shanghua's throat moved, and he clenched his fists, his expression finally became ferocious.

The little emperor leaned over and kissed the corner of Ling Shanghua's mouth as before, and the sweet breath lingered on the tip of Ling Shanghua's nose, full of charm, just like before.

Ling Shanghua smiled wryly, took a step back, cupped his hands and said, "Your Majesty, please respect yourself."

The little emperor blushed and looked at the unmoved Ling Shanghua, his body trembling slightly.

Ling Shanghua sighed silently, lowered his eyes and said: "Your Majesty, you don't have to do this, the civil servants will still stand by your side and will not waver."

The little emperor's face turned pale in an instant, and his lips trembled.

He closed his eyes, and then said with red eyes: "Okay!"

After speaking, he staggered into his clothes, pushed the door open and walked towards the cold snow, leaving only two sets of footprints behind.

The open door was mixed with wind and snow and gusts of cold wind blew in. Ling Shanghua stood alone in the cold wind for an unknown amount of time until his whole body was icy cold.

Everything has returned to the past, the king is still the king, and the minister is still the minister, but the little emperor will never ask Ling Shanghua for candied lotus seeds, and Ling Shanghua will no longer sneak into the palace to tell the little emperor how to be a king.

Because today's little emperor is already an outstanding emperor. Not only did he marry the queen, but he also filled the harem, and took in several daughters of civil servants as concubines. The concubines are all pregnant, only the queen has no news at all.

The courtiers were quietly taken under the little emperor's door, more and more courtiers stood by the little emperor's side, and the little emperor spoke louder and louder in the court hall.

And when everything was going in a good direction, Ling Shangshu resigned in front of all the officials.

Ling Shanghua knelt on the court hall with his back straight, his hands holding the creases of his resignation.

The ministers were silent like cicadas, and there was no sound at all.

The little emperor stared at him for a long time without saying a word, and finally said angrily with a dark face: "Retire!"