"It's good to remember that you're going to die!" Looking at the armored warriors who surrounded him, Jiang Xun forced his eyes to look at the Yang clan on the steps, and held the hilt of the sword in his right hand. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Yang didn't reply, and when he raised his hand and was about to fall forward. The young king jumped down from the throne, rushed forward, stretched out his hands and hugged Yang's legs, his immature face was pale and bloodless, "Mother, don't... Don't kill him! ”

Yang's hand shook, she looked down at the child she was crying, her hand couldn't stop shaking, the heart that was covered with ice armor seemed to have been slashed, "Go away." Yang shook his legs vigorously.

"No, Mother. On that day, when you sent someone to kill my brother's uncle, whom he knew in the court, I knew that you were going to kill my brother. The young Wang's voice choked, he still remembered the appearance of the captain Zhang Song when he died, it was a miserable white head, and he was Peng's godbrother.

"If I don't kill him, he's going to report the news, he's just a chess piece that Song Ming planted in the palace, how can he recognize his uncle." Yang shook her sleeves and kicked her child down on the steps, and there was a trace of unbearability in her eyes.

The king, who fell on the steps, looked up at his mother. Suddenly, I hated myself deeply for being too cowardly. He still remembered his dead half-brother taking him on horseback riding, holding long threads between the cracks in the whitewashed walls of Daiwa and pulling paper kites fluttering in the wind.

Everything seems to be so good in the past, but it's just because it's so good that it will be so painful to remember it.

"It's not like that, my brother said that the captain Zhang Song is his mother's savior, so he's..."

"Shut up!"

Yang interrupted his child's unfinished words and winked at the armored samurai.

When the samurai saw this, he surrounded Jiang Xun and drew the sword at his waist.

Seeing this, Jiang Xun sneered, let go of the hand holding the hilt of the sword, and under the gaze of hundreds of people, he straightened his clothes and armor, and bowed to the king on the steps again, "The minister can't follow the king anymore, the minister really hopes that the king can grow up quickly...."

The melancholy words came out, Jiang Xun stood up suddenly, pulled out the sharp blade in his hand, and glared at the samurai who drove forward, "Come on!" Ha... Ha, dogs who obey a woman's command, come up! ”

When the samurai heard Jiang Xun's words, many of them showed ashamed faces, and their steps retreated unconsciously.

Yang noticed the samurai's behavior, and her face showed anger, and she shouted a loud reprimand, "Kill him, do you want to disobey my orders?" ”

The voice of the scolding was sharp and piercing, and the warriors gritted their teeth again, and when they were about to rush towards Jiang Xun, a childish and majestic voice sounded in the hall, "You dare, I am the king of this Xuan Kingdom." ”

The warriors searched for their voices, and they saw the young king standing up from the steps, crowned with seven crowns, looking down on the people, and speaking majestically. So the movements in their hands slowed down again, and they glanced at the Yang family, who was pale, and then at Jiang Xun, who suddenly laughed.

"Mother, he is a loyal minister, you snatched this throne from my brother for me, why do you want to kill the pillars of the court one by one?" King Xuan turned around, although his body trembled a little, but his black eyes that looked directly at his mother were extremely firm, "Could it be that Mother, you want to ascend this throne by yourself?" If you want, I can give it to you, everything I have is given by my mother, I don't care about this, but these loyal ministers can't be killed! ”

Yang's eyes froze, staring at her child, watching the young leopard tremble and challenge her dignity. Her gaze turned from cold to soft, "My king, if Mother had not killed them before, they would have killed me and abolished you." You're too young, and there are some roads in the world that won't turn back, you know? ”

King Xuan didn't avoid his mother's eyes, he was in tears, his fists clenched tightly, "But why did my mother still take such a road? Isn't mother afraid? ”

"Afraid?" When Yang heard her child's words, she glanced at the golden throne and rubbed her hand, "What can I do if I can see my child sitting in this position?" Do you know? No matter how old you are, I won't be in charge of the affairs of the DPRK and China, and this country is yours. But you're too young, and your minions haven't grown, that's what I'm afraid of! ”

Hearing his mother's words, King Xuan suddenly opened his arms and hugged Yang's waist tightly, crying, "But no matter how small my mother is, she will laugh and cry." The joys and pains of the world are the same for everyone, and my brother was really good to me. ”

Yang, who was held by Song Long, couldn't help but tremble when she heard her child say this. Her own child is not yet eight years old, and saying such words can't help but make him feel distressed, and suddenly she feels that her child is about to grow up.

Yang squatted down, slowly stroked the head of King Song Long with his hand, wiped the tears from his cheeks for him, and tilted his head to look at Jiang Xun, who was surrounded by the warriors and pulled out his heavy sword, "If I let him go, I will die, my child, if you want to fly against the wind now, I will hand over my life to you." ”

"No, I will protect you and will not let anyone kill you, Mother." King Xuan listened to his mother's words, he kept shaking his head, and tears came out of his eyes little by little.

"My king is still a child after all." Yang put his forehead against his child's forehead, gently pressed Song Long's cheeks with both hands, and looked at each other, "You can't protect me, they will push you up and watch my mother die in front of you." ”

"No, no, I won't let anyone kill your mother and kiss you...."King Xuan Song shook his head vigorously and kept talking.

"Don't shake, look into your mother's eyes." Yang smiled softly, "In the future, my mother will be a sinner, but you won't, you are the king, the king of Xuanguo." ”

"But the Xuanguo Kingdom is about to be destroyed, and the rebellious army is about to arrive in Handan." King Xuan, Song Long, pouted his little mouth and cried.

When Yang heard her child's words, her body shook and smiled bitterly, "Yes, I am not only a sinner in history now, but also a sinner in front of you, and I have harmed you." ”

When King Song Long heard his mother's words, his Adam's apple rolled and he couldn't stop shaking his head. Facing the pain of the past few years, his young heart is tormented all the time.

Yang stood up, she took her child's hand, looked at Jiang Xun who was surrounded with a gentle gaze, and slowly spoke, "General Jiang, the Xuanguo will no longer exist." I looked at the face of the former king, and saved this child of mine. ”