When the two arrived at Shengxuan Palace, it was already the fourth watch. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Nan Yue was crooked on the carriage, her hand resting on the thick felt, her sleeping face was stable, and a shallow smile hung on the corner of her lips.

Wan Yanmin looked at her carefully, in fact, he had already seen all the way.

Along the way, more than once, I wanted to put her head on her lap, which was crumbling but never slipping off the rim, so that she could sleep better.

But how could he begin to have such a womanly kindness and an inexplicable irrelevant concern for an unrelated person?

That's not the posture of an emperor.

The car stops, so some actions can be above board.

Wan Yanmin frowned slightly, how could an emperor have such a despicable and ridiculous idea.

Like a fugue, he entered the Shengxuan Palace.

The bell has long been rested in the side hall.

Yu Feng was guarding in front of the door of the main hall, and saw Wan Yan Min coming into the door with Nanyue in his arms from a distance.

Yu Feng bowed his head, whispered to the master, and Wan Yanmin signaled and went straight into the main hall with the person in his arms.

When Nanyue was put on the dragon collapse, Wan Yanmin subconsciously lightly moved. Nanyue's body was about to touch the bed, and she wanted to withdraw her arms and get up, but Nanyue hooked her neck in a drowsy haze.

The small mouth moved one by one, and there were words in the mouth: "Xiao Minmin, I will definitely let you ...... Willingly, become a good friend of mine. ”

Wan Yanmin was still half-bowing at this time, and the two were so close.

Although Nanyue is wearing men's clothes, her youngest daughter's posture is still delicate. The slender and delicate neck, the bright and soft cherry lips, the closed eyes, and the thick and slender eyelashes all show the beauty and attractiveness of the girl.

Wan Yanmin keenly felt that there was a faint girlish breath emanating from under her thin white clothes. In front of me are two slender arms as smooth as jade.

The nineteen-year-old boy is not only messy in his heart this time, but even his body seems to be out of control. Wan Yanmin only felt a burning heat in his chest, and thought to ......

He didn't know what he wanted to do, and Jiuguzi had never taught him this. But the ignorance that came faintly in my heart seemed to be very clear and naturally desired and naturally understood what I wanted to do.

But reason still reminded him that he was not an ordinary teenager, and the more important identity in his life was still a generation of emperors. For the sake of the world of the Northern Underworld, he can cover everything, hide everything, and give up everything.

He once enjoyed a unique loneliness, once tasted the pain of licking fire from the knife's edge, and always relied on the joys and sorrows hidden in his heart for twenty years alone. Joy is ruthless, and happiness is ruthless. There is never a need for pity, there is never a need for understanding, and there is never a need for another person to accompany and share.

Joy and sorrow, endure all the stomach, in order to achieve an incomparably powerful emperor.

Yes, the only reasonable identity that exists in oneself is that of a one-man king. This is almost the mission that Wan Yanmin must undertake from birth, until maybe one day, the moon is full and his life is over.

Nanyue's body was heavily slammed, and the young emperor, who had stabilized his mind, did not return to Shengxuan Palace.

"Master......" Yu Feng wanted to speak and stopped, watching the corner of Yan Min's clothes disappear at the door.

This person who has no expression and doesn't have much language has a lot of things going on in his heart.

Even though he has been accustomed to following orders since he was a child and living to repay his kindness, he is still a person of flesh and blood and feelings. - As long as a heart in the chest is still beating alive and powerfully.

Wan Yanmin went to a small and abandoned courtyard on the outskirts of Kyoto alone, and knocked on the courtyard door lightly and respectfully.

The wooden door hub is scattered and scattered, as if it is about to fall apart. The old wood that has been battered by the rain for many years is mottled and rusty like tears splashed by thick ink. The inside of the door is not locked, and the feel of touching the edge of the door shows that it is easy to push open.

However, Wan Yanmin did not dare to walk in easily.

In order to allow him to enter this door that the world is accustomed to calling "firewood", the queen mother took him to keep watch all night in the ice and snow.

In the middle of the night, there was a sound of drunkenness and laziness coming from inside. If you have ever seen the owner of this chaimen, you will be more or less surprised that this voice is so young and warm.

Wan Yanmin understood that this was the meaning of letting him in. Master's simple looks, gestures, and even the slightest change in color and breath were firmly in his heart.

The door was carefully pushed open and closed without a trace.

White-haired and red-faced, Jiu Guzi was lying on a pile of complete and incomplete bottles and cans, shaking a broken pu fan in his hand. There was no more, no less, just half a bottle of bad wine beside him.

There is always someone who can sit on the stormy staggering with a ragged body, in charge of the rare and precious solitary awakening in the world in a hangover, and can tilt the world with a ragged body.

He even uses the sorrow of the world to sprinkle a solemn and cold love for all beings.

To this gentleman, there is only wine millet in the world.

Yu Wanyan Min, there is no emperor except Jiu Guzi.

Weisi people, who I am with.

"Drank it. ”

The pale eyes are slightly slanted, and they are full of the heavy heat and coldness given by time and the world.

Sad, not avoided.

This mixed bravery came from the heavy kneeling of the beautiful woman fourteen years ago.

Empress Xuan, with her soft and fragile schemes, robbed the madman Jiuguzi of his freedom for half a lifetime.

In the first half of a person's life, there is always no freedom, and even if there is in the second half of life, it is only the result of the suffering of the previous life.

Wan Yanmin was very respectful, picked up the roughly polished clay bottle, raised his head and drank the bad wine in the bottle.

Fourteen years ago, when he tasted the first sip of wine, his throat and eyes were scorching, and tears came out of his eyes. But he still tilted his neck and swallowed the whole pot of wine.

It is this amazing decisiveness and ruthlessness that he has at the age of five that makes Jiuguzi's eyes show appreciation.

After the young emperor finished his face, he pushed open the firewood door from then on.

In fact, the clay vase is not thick, and the wine is not bad.

Under the pale and fluffy hair, some of them have a handsome and ruddy face. It's just that everyone in the world despises convulsions and ugly.

Empress Xuan has had excellent eyesight since she was young.

The drunken old man slowly spoke: "The Holy One has not accompanied me for a long time to taste wine with this bad old man." ”

Wan Yan Min stayed quietly, since he was fifteen weak crowns, the number of times he came here was indeed getting less and less.

The emperor's face was flushed, and the wine of wine millet has always been light in the mouth, but the aftertaste is extremely strong. Just like the lives of some people in this world.

After a long time, taking advantage of the wine, he spoke flat and stumbling: "The apprentice thought that the master had already shown the disciples all the problems in this world, and read them all, but the apprentice found out today that they were not. ”

The wine millet suddenly smiled, and her peach-like pink cheeks looked a little mischievous.

"The old man originally thought that the saint no longer needed an outdated emperor. When you grow up, you have your mind, your plan, your long-brewing strength and the ruthlessness that moves according to the times. ”

After a pause, he laughed and said, "But the old man hasn't left yet." ”

He sat up lazily, smiling and half-tucked in his eyes.

"When the apprentice is confused, the teacher has the obligation to solve it, but there is no guarantee that it will be solved. Boy, you don't hurt to say that. It's been a long time since you and I have been learning from each other!"

Wan Yanmin's face had a warm and relieved smile, like the relief of a child with the permission of an adult.

A generation of emperors knelt beside the wine bottles that were full of meat and vegetables, skillfully and rigorously opened a new pot of wine, took two pulp-free small wine glasses, and filled them in turn, and the first full cup was raised with both hands and handed to Jiu Guzi.