Ten years ago

Every year in July, the desert welcomes the dry season, and the scorching summer seems to be able to burn people

Even the merchants of the royal capital, most of them hid in the teahouse early, and while the Moon Lake was sparkling, it added a lot of coolness to the Xiaoyue Tower built by the lake, so the voices here were the most boiling

The sour Confucian on the left is rhyming the verses, and the porters of the merchant house on the other side are rolling up their sleeves and drinking in large bowls, and they are clearly distinguishing from each other, but there is a different harmony

I don't know who started first, and unconsciously everyone led the topic to the biggest event of the year, the eldest son of the king, Dugu Xun, was found out by the king of the desert, and there was a dragon robe hidden in the house

"You said that His Royal Highness can't figure out the position of the King of the Desert, sooner or later, it's his, what do you say he is anxious about" The porter of the Wang family business house sighed vigorously, "It's a pity, it's a pity, there's nothing left in this night."

"Yes, I heard that he is going to be demoted to the common people and assigned to the frontier, you said that His Royal Highness's gentle temperament may be ...... halfway," the companion also whispered

"Hey, what does the matter in their palace have to do with us, we still have to be our porters, make money, go home to marry a daughter-in-law, have children, and hot kang is the key."

With the remarks, the three or five old coarse people laughed loudly, causing the people around them to look sideways

The sour Confucians are still in the round of wind and snow and moon rhyme feet to the word 'jade'

Everyone went around in a circle, and finally fell on the youngest Confucian student, he straightened the robe on his body, muttered for a while, and slowly recited the poem that was good for the battle: "The gentleman is as gentle as jade, there are female flowers, and the gentleman is good......"

The people were bustling, and no one paid attention to the scene of this teahouse, which had already fallen into a pair of indifferent black eyes

"Master" Hu Hanye glanced at the unscrupulous crowd below, and then at the man who was still indifferent, and hesitated: "Do you want those people to be quiet?"

Dugu Jue held the teacup and moved lightly without pausing, "No need", he wanted to hear what else was in the hearts of the people

Hu Han wanted to stop talking again, and at this time, the porters downstairs were already drunk, and their voices became more and more unscrupulous

"Hey, if you want me to say that this Dugu King is also so ruthless to his son, he will be beheaded all over the house, even the youngest child will not be spared"

"Shh

"What are you afraid of killing the head, let's leave here tomorrow, what else is running faster than us, some words are held in my heart, don't say it, I want to see that His Highness is abolished, it must be related to the Second Highness."

The porters gasped one after another, and the hand holding the teacup upstairs tightened slightly, but the corners of their lips raised a warm arc

"Hu Han Evil" Dugu Jue finally put down the teacup and his eyes were cold, "Deal with it tomorrow"

Before the words fell, the blue figure had disappeared from the seat, and Hu Han Xie looked at the porter of the merchant house who was still talking downstairs, sighed and shook his head

The Confucian students downstairs are still savoring the second half of the poem: "Fuqin, painting, watching ink, and thinking about people, not convincing you, haha, a good one, not living up to you"

His Royal Highness's Palace

Since His Royal Highness was placed under house arrest by the emperor, the mansion that was once full of visitors was extremely desolate at this time

There was a man standing in the study, his eyebrows and eyes were a little similar to Dugujue, but the difference was that there were more literati bones, but there were a few more shocking blood marks on the white robe that had not been stained with dust, and the man seemed to be unconscious, just moving the pen to leave intermittent handwriting on the rice paper

Until there was one more person in the room, he put down his pen and looked at the man who walked out of the shadows, and there was no surprise

"You're coming," he picked up the scroll and blew on it, "She's just gone."

Dugu looked this eldest brother who was related to him up and down unceremoniously, and when his father rushed into the mansion with hundreds of officials three days ago, he was also watching this once high-ranking man being whipped, watching his concubine kneel and cry, but he was still indifferent and ruthless

"You surprised me," Dugu Jue's voice was cold, looking at Dugu Xun opposite, "You don't hate me"

"Is it useful to hate, three years ago, we agreed on life and death, since I have lost it, I have nothing to say" Dugu Xun smiled faintly and bitterly, but in his laughter, Dugu Jue suddenly laughed

In the laughter, the cold air in Dugu's eyes became more and more intense, and Dugu Xun, who was approaching, retreated a few steps

After a long time, Dugu smiled and said coldly: "I will personally send you on the road in three days."

Dugu Xun's face turned pale in an instant, and it was not until Dugu Jue left for a long time that he reacted, and crazy anger suddenly surged in his originally indifferent eyes, grabbed the inkstone and threw it out

Peng

The dark ink stained the snow-white walls, and the man with black hands suddenly let out a self-deprecating chuckle after anger, knowing that he would have no life in three days

Three days later, the prince disappeared on the way to be repatriated, and it was rumored that he was forced to take poison by horse thieves and left his body in the wilderness

When the king of the desert learned the news, he couldn't afford to be ill, and the ministers said that it was time to set up a prince again, and Dugu Jue was his only choice, and sure enough, within half a month, Dugu Jue became the crown prince, and that night, his palace was lit up and the banquet was all night

The smile on the face became more and more unscrupulous, and the guests gradually forgot the past of this woman and Dugu Xun, but looked forward to the moment when she became the queen of the desert

Hu Han Xie was found again in the Huxin Pavilion, and Dugu Jue was already drunk at that time

Hu Hanye has been with Dugujue for 20 years, and the only time I remember him being so drunk was when Dugujue's biological mother hanged herself seven years ago

Hu Han's evil hand had not yet touched Dugujue, he had already woken up, vigilance and murderous aura flashed in his eyes, and then it was still as warm as a sea of indifference, and the smoky blue figure seemed to melt into the dark night, and the fragrance of wine was lonely and cold

Hu Han Xie bowed, "Master, I'll help you go back, the night is cold and the dew is heavy"

Dugu Jue finally put down the wine glass he was still holding in his hand, smiled self-deprecatingly, and instead of standing up, he poured another glass

The fine osmanthus wine, fragrant and lonely, only a thick chill in his eyes that could not be dissolved, for a long time, he suddenly laughed at himself, as if talking to himself, and said: "Hu Han evil, do you think I am ruthless"

The scene from three days ago naturally appeared in Hu Hanxie's mind, and he shook his head decisively: "The master is just doing his part."

Dugu Jue smiled lightly, "What a good thing," he drank a cup and poured a full cup, "Then do you know what my part is at this time?"

The words "Waiting for good news" came out of Hu Hanxi's mouth, sonorous and powerful

As long as the desert king dies, the throne will naturally fall into the hands of Dugujue

However, to Hu Han's surprise, Dugu Jue actually laughed, but this smile did not have half a point of temperature: "The world's peddlers are pawns, but there are still people who don't know."

Hu Han Xie was stunned for a moment, and then figured out what to do, and looked at Dugu in shock, and the person in the upper position just poured himself a drink, lonely and cold, "Hu Han Xie, do you know that this game of chess, black and white, and the twins are all lost."

Three years ago, the young man was angry and angry, and he hired the whole country but couldn't marry his beloved woman, and three years later, his beloved woman took his life as a gift to seize another person's beloved position

Dugujue, he was born a set game, in order to win the beloved woman, the king of the desert did not hesitate to threaten the child's life, although what he got was just a crazy woman's hysterical curse for more than ten years

And Dugu Jue once thought that he had finally seized the initiative like that crazy woman, but now he ......

He got up, and the hand holding the wine glass suddenly tightened, and with the crisp sound, the glass shattered, and a drop of blood overflowed from the palm of his clenched hand, and the man seemed to have no pain, just staring in the direction of the palace for a long time, and a majestic killing intent rose in his eyes

Time flickered and it was half a month

The illness of the king of the desert has not been cured for a long time, and Dugu has been waiting by the couch day and night, and even decocting medicine for him with his own hands, and for a while, the people who have complained about Dugujue's inheritance of the crown prince are also silent

Although his filial piety touched the sky, in the end, the king of the desert still died, and when he was dying, he was alone and alone on the side of the couch

Hu Hanye waited outside the door until the eunuchs ran out of it in a panic for a long time before they saw Dugu coming out

The man was still wearing a smoky blue robe, and there was a little more cold between his eyebrows and eyes, and Hu Hanxie at that time had not yet understood Dugujue, until another ten years, when Dugujue was drunk again for a woman, he understood that maybe he had not really lived in the past few decades

When she married into the palace that day, Dugu Jue once again let Hu Hanyi move out, and the osmanthus wine fragrance that had been released for ten years was more mellow than ten years ago, and people were more elusive than ten years ago

The more he drank, the more sober he became, and I don't know how long it took for him to think of something, looking at his palm, the wound that had been cut back then had long since disappeared, and he seemed to have figured out something, and smiled lightly

Ten years ago, he once thought that he was on the outside, playing a game of chess with Dugu Xun for the position of the crown prince, but in the end, he realized that the two of them were just a chess piece in the hands of the king of the desert, killing black and white, just to give him more time to breathe, if he didn't kill the man with his own hands, I am afraid that today he is still sitting on the throne of the crown prince, looking at the thick palace gate, there is nothing to do

A full cup of osmanthus brew seems to be an old memory, so that he stands in a trance in a blur

When he was a child, he was wandering and lonely, only the Guangling Palace of Sen Han and the woman who sometimes caressed him, caressed him, and sometimes beat him and cried

The young man was cold and withdrawn, and he stood under the corner tower and stared at Dugu Xun's fresh clothes and angry horses

Later, he forgot how he played against Dugu Xun, how he guided the condensation cream, and how he killed Dugu Xun with his own hands, and how he inserted the silver hairpin that woman had been wearing on her head into the heart of the Desert King

He was still smiling before he died, as if he was watching something he couldn't hope for in his life finally hold it in his hand when he was dying

He did get his wish, this world has already imprisoned Dugu in the city wall, on a lonely position, abandoning love, killing his brother and father, he Dugu has not done the same, and he is not at ease

Suddenly, drunk and lonely, the coquettish and sometimes pretty figure appeared in his mind, and the corners of his lips couldn't help but rise slightly, and he couldn't help whispering, and the end of the poem that he remembered in his heart many years ago was a sentence "Live up to the country and live up to you"