How to Survive As a Villain

I can't sleep because of sorrow, and I wander around in my clothes.A lonely lamp, Xiao Yu'an sat at the table and stared at the two hairpins in his hand in a daze, one with vermilion carved flowers and one with white jade flawless.At this moment, Xiao Yu'an's mind is full of Eunuch Zhao's words: Will all the staff of Lord Wuning be strict with their mouths?

After finally making a decision, Xiao Yu'an put away the hairpin, tightened his clothes and went to the Imperial Physician Hall alone.

In the inner room, Xiao Yu'an pushed the door and entered, and found that Yan Heqing was leaning against the bed and waiting for him, probably because of his injury, Yan Heqing's face had no blood, and his pale lips were lifeless.

Thinking of his next decision, Xiao Yu'an could only swallow the words of concern abruptly.

"Yan Heqing." Xiao Yu'an stood with his hands behind his back, his voice was very soft, "Unexpectedly, there are some things that the two of us can't avoid after all."

Yan Heqing looked at him, and remembered the first time they met in the woodshed, Xiao Yu'an sat on the firewood pile, patted beside him with a smile and told him to sit down.

How long has it been, how long?

Yan He's voice was hoarse and dry: "Do you believe me?"

Xiao Yu'an took out the two-inch scroll and gently placed it on the table: "What do you want me to believe in you?"

Xiao Yu'an was actually asking this question seriously, but Yan Heqing felt it was full of ridicule when he heard it.

The scroll was like a sharp blade, cutting off Yan Heqing's last hope.

Yes, how dare he expect Xiao Yu'an to believe him?

Xiao Yu'an helped and was kind to him in every possible way, but what about him?With ulterior motives and colluding with others, Xiao Yu'an was almost killed by Prince Wu Ning.

He used to treat her wholeheartedly but in exchange for betrayal, if it were him, he would not be able to forgive himself.

Why, what face does he have to make Xiao Yu'an believe in him?

Xiao Yu'an carelessly stretched out his hand to open the scroll on the table, "Yan Heqing, I just found out that you really want to leave. Also, this northern country is nothing but endless humiliation and resentment for you, right?"

Yan Heqing lowered his eyes, as if he didn't hear anything, the candlelight beside the bed was blown by the cool wind outside the window, the flames danced on Yan Heqing's bloodless face, but couldn't jump into his dark eyes.

Endless humiliation and resentment?

Yes there is nothing wrong with that.

For him, the Northland is only these things.

From the moment the iron cavalry from the Northern Kingdom stepped into the Southern Yan Kingdom, there was not a single day when he did not think about how to take revenge, and there was not a single day when he did not think about how to double the pain that the Southern Yan Kingdom had suffered to the Northern Kingdom, and there was not a single day when he did not think about escaping from the cage and escape from this prisoner. etched into his bones.

Seeing that Yan Heqing didn't speak, Xiao Yu'an lowered his eyes and continued: "I thought I could change something, but now it seems it's useless..."

Yan Heqing finally had a reaction, he moved his fingers slightly, and slowly raised his head to look at Xiao Yu'an, his eyes finally had emotions.

Xiao Yu'an saw national humiliation and hatred in his eyes, Xiao Yu'an looked at him and asked slowly: "What do you want to change?"

Xiao Yu'an suddenly froze.

Yeah, what does he want to change?

Do you want Yan Heqing to stay in the North Kingdom because of his compassion and kindness, and be a guard for the rest of his life as a slave?

No, he never thought of it that way.

He wanted to see the person in front of him like in the original book: wielding a sword in the world, the king lands in the sky, and governs the country.

That being the case, what exactly does he want to change?

Yes, he wants to live.

But now he is the king of the Northern Kingdom, and what he carries on his shoulders is the backbone of the soldiers of the Northern Kingdom, and the support of the people of the Northern Kingdom. In the long history, the change of dynasties may be inevitable, but in it, the word "country" will be engraved in his bones , melted in the blood, branded on the chest.

Later generations looked at Xixi, but at that time, it was the iron bones of the emperor guarding the country and the king dying in the country!

How does he survive?How can you try to live in vain!

What has he been lying to himself about?

Xiao Yu'an seemed to be slapped hard by someone suddenly, and he was stunned. He looked at Yan Heqing, breathless and murmured: "So you have always understood

white……"

The voice gradually became weaker and weaker, Xiao Yu'an gradually became dumb, unable to say a word.

It turned out that Yan Heqing had always seen clearly, only he foolishly wanted to treat himself as an outsider.

Yan Heqing suddenly laughed, his eyes were bloodshot and filled with endless pain, but the corners of his mouth slowly curled up, and he said: "Xiao Yu'an, the North Country and the South Yan Country, only you will die, but Xiao Yu'an, I love you. …”

"That's enough." Xiao Yu'an interrupted Yan Heqing, he slowly raised his eyes, only indifference remained in his originally warm eyes, "If only you will end up in the North and South Yan countries, then you and I will only end up in the end .”

As soon as Hongxiu died, Xiao Yu'an hid himself.

Since Hongxiu died for the king of the northern kingdom, then he is the king of the northern kingdom, since Yan Heqing said that the northern kingdom and the southern Yan kingdom cannot live together.

Then he, the king of the Northern Kingdom, cannot live with Yan Heqing.

Xiao Yu'an's voice was like the last straw, and it fell lightly on Yan Heqing's shoulders, his eyes were like candles that were about to burn out, lingering on their last legs, their light flickered faintly.

His body seemed to be pulled into two halves, one half looked at the dilapidated and desolate palace city of Nanyan Kingdom, and the other half looked at Xiao Yu'an who was laughing wantonly on the Yuhua Tower that day.

Both halves of the body were festering faintly, the pain that made Yan Heqing so painful that he couldn't bear to live.

The inner room was silent for a moment, save for the sound of the breathing of the two of them.

After a long time, Xiao Yu'an slowly took out a small white porcelain bottle from his arms, walked to the side of the bed, and handed it to Yan Heqing.

Yan Heqing looked at the small porcelain bottle, stretched out his hand to hold Moso, and asked in a hissed voice, "What is this? Do you want..."

Are you going to kill me?

Xiao Yu'an didn't answer.

Yan Heqing took a deep breath: "Xiao Yu..."

Xiao Yu'an spoke suddenly, his tone was decisive and could not be questioned: "Your Majesty."

"Xiao, Yu, An." As if on purpose, Yan Heqing called out Xiao Yu'an's name word by word. His eyes were fixed on Xiao Yu'an, as if he wanted to swallow him up. Turned pale, fingers turned blue, "Xiao Yu'an, do you want me to take this thing?"

For a moment, Xiao Yu'an felt like a stick in his throat, his eyes fluttered, and then he nodded slowly and hesitantly.

"Okay, then I will." But after saying four words, it seemed that all the strength of Yan Heqing had been used up, his eyes finally dimmed, like burnt ashes, only despair remained after struggling, Yan Heqing opened the white porcelain bottle, He quickly drank the bitter liquid in the bottle.

After slamming down, Yan Heqing stared closely at Xiao Yu'an's eyes, as if he wanted to see through Xiao Yu'an's eyes, wanted to tear out the soul behind his eyes, and then opened his body, so that his soul could take a good look at his unwillingness and sorrow. Jue Jue, "Xiao Yu'an, why did you reincarnate as the king of the Northern Kingdom, why..."

His limbs gradually weakened, and Yan Heqing's voice gradually weakened. After a while, he swayed forward while holding his forehead. Seeing that Yan Heqing was about to fall off the bed, Xiao Yu'an quickly stepped forward and held him firmly.

Consciousness began to be fragmented, Yan Heqing heard Xiao Yu'an's voice, it was so far away, so unreal, Xiao Yu'an said: "I don't know, maybe...

It was to meet you..."

Seeing that Yan Heqing had completely fallen into a coma, Xiao Yu'an let out a long sigh, with one sigh of helplessness, and another of endless helplessness.

Xiao Yu'an saw himself smiling wantonly in the past, and vowed to say to Yan Heqing frankly: "Yan Heqing, will you be my bodyguard? I will protect you and never let others hurt you."

And now, he has done what he said.

But this is also the last time he will protect Yan Heqing as the king of the Northern Kingdom.

No later, no second time.

If there is a day of reunion, it must be the time when we meet each other in battle.

That night, at the gate of the palace city, a carriage was stopped by the guards, and then quickly let go. After leaving the imperial city, the carriage went straight to the post station in the west, and never came back.The captain of the guard who heard the news yelled at the guard guarding the gate: "Didn't General Li say that the carriages and horses leaving the palace these days must be carefully searched and inspected!"

"But..." the little guard rubbed his head and said aggrievedly, "The carriage has the emperor's order."

"...The emperor's letter, it's okay, you continue to watch the night, by the way, what day is it today?"

"The third day of March."

"The third day of March." The captain of the guard looked up at the cloudy sky.

"Tsk, it's going to change."