August 15, the moon and evening festival, the lights in the Changning Palace are bright, the music is misty, the dancers are divided into eight dances, the Emei is graceful and the face is bright, the waist is soft and the posture is graceful, like a blissful fairyland.

In order to highlight the prosperity of Daqian under the rule of the young emperor, the world is still peaceful, Haiyan and the river is clear, the royal family specially held a banquet to entertain hundreds of officials and their families, and on this day, the whole world celebrated with amnesty.

And usually in this case, if there are not one or two assassinations, they are sorry for the identity of the little emperor's son of destiny.

As the night deepened, and everyone was drunk and enthusiastic, when they were most relaxed, one of the dancers who came to the seat of the Son of Heaven with the change of music and dance formation suddenly rushed out of the team, pulled out a dagger and stabbed at Ji Jincheng's face!

Yan Xilan reacted quickly and shouted, "Escort!"

The guards on both sides immediately formed a protective wall in front of Ji Jincheng, the dancing girl was expressionless, looking at them as if she was looking at a dead person, and with a wave of her hand, she pierced the dagger into the neck artery of the person in front, and at the same time, snatched his saber and stabbed to death another guard who was raising his sword to slash at her. Suddenly, blood stained the palace steps.

At the same time, Liu Jun, the guard captain who was not far away, jumped up and down several times, put up the sword stabbed by the dancing girl, and shouted: "Someone! Arrest the assassin and search for his accomplices!"

All of them happened in the midst of lightning, lightning, stone and fire, and many Wenchen who had no martial arts skills had not yet come to their senses, and the guards had already been killed by several assassins. Among the family members who were brought in, the timid ones had already shrunk into a ball screaming, and some of them ran out in a panic, and the scene was so chaotic that it caused a lot of trouble for the guards who rushed to support.

As soon as Yan Xilan was about to make a voice-activated scene, he heard a slightly immature shout resounding through the atrium.

"Quiet!"

"Zhu Aiqing takes good care of his family members and takes refuge under the table first, and quickly settles them, and there must be no mistakes! The guards listen to the order, and all those who encounter a single shadow and a suspicious appearance will be detained!"

On the top of the steps, Ji Jincheng, who was escorted by Zhang Changshou and several guards and retreated a few steps away, his face was as heavy as water, and he calmly issued orders one by one, his dark eyes were full of solemnity.

The dancing girl assassin and Liu Jun fought together, the former made ruthless moves, although Liu Jun's martial arts were a little stronger, but he couldn't help her for a while.

The situation gradually became clear when the little emperor's control and the assassin were stumped, and it was believed that after Liu Jun successfully subdued the main culprit, the incident would also come to an end. Baiguan's face gradually showed joy.

Yan Xilan, who was looking for a fish that had slipped through the net in the field, frowned, and was faintly uneasy in his heart. After thinking for a moment, his face suddenly changed, and he quickly swept towards Ji Jincheng.

In the next second, the mutation is steep!

One of the guards guarding in front of Ji Jincheng suddenly turned around and stabbed him with a sword!

The little emperor was caught off guard, and his retreat was blocked by the guards who were also slightly stunned all around, and seeing that his life was about to die, suddenly, something broke through the air, and hit the assassin's wrist numbly! The latter snorted, his hand couldn't help but loosen, and the long sword fell.

Ji Jincheng immediately made a decision, intercepted the sword and slammed it into the assassin's chest.

He searched the ground for a moment, then stared at the Assassin's feet for a final moment, leaned down, and tucked his object into his sleeve before the others could see clearly.

The turmoil was quickly quelled after the assassin disguised as a soldier was ambushed, and Zhang Chang let out a sigh of relief, looking at the little emperor who was still holding on to pretend to be calm, and he couldn't help but feel sour in his heart, and almost burst into tears.

Ji Jincheng threw away his sword, looked around at the ministers, and said, "You are frightened today, go back and rest first, and the rest will be arranged by Prime Minister Lao." ”

Li Sheng came out and kowtowed: "No." ”

Ji Jincheng turned his head to look at Liu Jun, his eyes were a little cold: "I think you have made a meritorious contribution to saving the driver, and Lone will not hold you accountable for your dereliction of duty for the time being, give Lone a thorough investigation of this matter, and find out the things inside and outside the food, otherwise, you don't want to do this guard." ”

Liu Jun breathed a little, knelt on the ground and clasped his fists and saluted: "No." ”

"As for Lord Lin," Ji Jincheng paused, turned around and walked out, "Come with Gu." ”

Yan Xilan answered, and in full view of everyone, Shi Shiran followed behind the little emperor.

Entering the Qianyuan Palace, Ji Jincheng sent all the maids of the Yellow Gate Palace out, instructed Zhang Chang to guard the door, and sat on the soft floor and stared at the young man without blinking.

Yan Xilan was also a little unsure of his mind at the moment, so he glanced at the afterglow, but stopped when he saw the other party's sleeve. Daqian is respected by black and red, and the emperor's robe is mostly embroidered with a black background with a five-clawed golden dragon, and the cuffs of the placket are inlaid with a vermilion bottom, and the mouth is mainly closed with a swaslet pattern. But the piece that soaked the cuffs into a dark wetness, the youth could be sure, was blood.

"Your Majesty is injured?"

Ji Jincheng retracted his gaze, took out the jar of ointment from the small cabinet next to the soft collapse, rolled up his sleeves and rolled it up twice, revealing the sword wound in his palm. The wound is not deep, I think it was caused by the accidental scratch of the blade when grabbing the sword, basically there is no big problem, and the bleeding is all over the hands, and it is shocking to watch. Having said that, pain is always painful, Ji Jincheng held back with a tense face, wiped the blood with his sleeve, and was about to give himself medicine.

Yan Xilan gently pressed his hand, "This will be infected." ”

I got up and asked for a basin of water and some clean linen, took out a silk handkerchief and dipped it in water, knelt at his feet, wiped it clean for him little by little, and then took the ointment and wiped it finely, and wrapped it with a soft fine linen cloth that was not light or heavy, and knotted it. The movements are as light and skillful as flowing water, relieving pain and at the same time, there is an indescribable freehand beauty.

Ji Jincheng had been looking at him quietly, and the young man lowered his eyebrows in the candlelight, looking extremely delicate and gentle. He suddenly had an urge to get close to the person in front of him and draw a softness and warmth of human nature from him.

He had been walking alone for too long, and his longing had intensified.

"You know martial arts. ”

The young man's tone was too straight and affirmative, and Yan Xilan raised his head, hoping to see some clues in his eyes. However, the other party's next behavior was beyond his expectations.

Ji Jincheng grabbed his hand and put the things hidden in his sleeve into the palm of his hand, "Lonely put it away, no one will see it." ”

It is jade broken into several pieces.

Lin Minzhi's ornament was in a critical situation at the time, and Yan Xilan, who had no right things, took it off as a hidden weapon. This kind of thing that sees people every day is too eye-catching, once it is picked up by someone with a heart, it is inevitable to reevaluate him, which is not what Yan Xilan is willing to see now.

Ji Jincheng asked: "Lone once heard that those Jianghu people who are forbidden by force have internal strength, and they can cross the camera and hurt people, but Lord Lin has practiced?"

Yan Xilan frankly admitted: "Returning to His Majesty, yes." ”

Ji Jincheng's eyes lit up: "Lone has to learn, Liu Jun's cultivation is all foreign kung fu against the enemy before the battle, and he can't teach Lonely." ”

Most of the boys have a longing for the chic and wanton killing one person in ten steps without leaving a line, even the little emperor from Tianhuang is not immune, seeing that people nodded in response, they couldn't help but take his hand and ask: "It is rumored that there are also high and low internal skills, is this set of Master Lin practicing powerful?"

Yan Xilan, although the scale of the Lingxi faction is not large, the spiritual method of the mountain gate inheritance and the matching phoenix sword spectrum can be ranked among the first-class positions, compared to the famous factions will not be bad, but unfortunately there are almost no small sects and small sects who are willing to devote themselves to it, and most of them are unscrupulous, and how many people can cultivate to the back and bring out the real power?

Retracting his thoughts, Yan Xilan replied honestly: "It's still first-class." ”

The little emperor's eyes brightened: "Gu will start practicing tomorrow!"

Yan Xilan: "No." ”

After that, the little emperor asked many more things, and made many willful requests with a little naivety, and the young men all smiled and agreed to them one by one, and looked at him with gentle and tolerant eyes.

Gradually, the boy's voice became quieter and quieter, and his cheeks became redder and redder.

The young man wrapped around him and took his hand, and said softly: "Your Majesty, don't be afraid, Weichen will always accompany you." ”

Ji Jincheng didn't make a sound, but just shook it back hard, as if grasping the only piece of driftwood. After a long time, he said in a low voice: "You have to talk and count." ”

The Mid-Autumn Festival assassination case came to light seven days later, and the main messenger was another good brother of Emperor Wen - the second prince of the year and now King Zhao. Many people who were connected with King Zhao were pulled off the horse and searched for their homes, beheaded beheaded, exiled, and exiled, and there was a rumor in Yong'an City for a while. Because this incident has a far-reaching impact on the people involved, it is regarded as the top event in the first year of Chengzhi, and it is known as the "Autumn Banquet Shocking Change" in history.

And this qiē is just the beginning.

Time flies, alternating between cold and summer.

The young emperor, who was still immature back then, has been polished by time and has become more and more upright and handsome......

"Lan Xi!"

Before the words fell, Yan Xilan's waist was wrapped around his hands, and then, a hairy head rested on his shoulder.

The young man sighed secretly, but he didn't know what was wrong in the education link, which made the child more and more clingy to him. It's just another time, but it's summer, really, it's so hot.

Pushing his head away, Yan Xilan broke free, looked at Ji Jincheng, who was only fourteen years old and was already as tall as himself, and said helplessly: "Your Majesty, it's not good to teach people to see it like this." ”

The young man was aggrieved: "Why is it not good?"

He replied in a good voice: "A gentleman should advance and retreat appropriately and behave properly." ”

When the young man heard this, he immediately expressed his disbence: "Lone is not a gentleman, Lone is an emperor." ”

Yan Xilan: ......

I don't know when Ji Jincheng will be coquettish and willful to him like a child, showing his true self without any scruples, and he also began to change his words, with an intimate tone without gaps. He has an almost obsessive thirst for physical contact, as if he wants to fill in the gaps of the previous decade.

Yan Xilan sighed again, bowed down and finished saluting, and said solemnly: "Your Majesty, Weichen has something to say." ”

Ji Jincheng hummed, pulled him to sit down, grabbed his fingers and kneaded and pinched, and couldn't put it down. Yan Xilan couldn't help it, thinking that it wasn't a big deal anyway, so he went with him.

Ignoring the perception of his hands as much as possible, the young man lowered his voice and said, "There is something else going on in the case of Da Si Nong. ”

Ji Jincheng's face became solemn, "Speak." ”