Ten years of Qianning.

Late spring in March.

Flowers and trees are sparse, the shadows of the trees are swaying, and Taixi Mountain is thriving.

On the shore of the rippling Jingshui Lake, there is a willow tree with a crooked neck, two people knelt under the tree, and the young man standing with his hands was only fourteen or fifteen years old, a dark robe was made of Shu brocade for the royal family, and the afterglow of the setting sun was obliquely reflected on the hem of his robe, and the moonlight dragon pattern was looming.

There was still some childishness on the young man's face, but if he looked closely, his phoenix eyes were slightly raised, but there was a spirit of not being angry and arrogant, suddenly, the young man's phoenix eyes narrowed, and he looked coldly at the young man kneeling at his feet and shouted: "King Qin, are you guilty?" ”

"The sin of the minister deserves death." The regent Qin King Xue Yun respectfully touched the ground with his forehead and bowed to the ground as a salute.

"King Qin, I have always been lenient and benevolent, but this time you are a heinous criminal, don't blame me for not thinking about blood and family!" The little emperor resolutely waved his hand and motioned for the dark guard to step forward, "Bai Wei, the king of Qin will ...... ...... King of Qin"

Ascended the throne at the age of five, the little emperor has been trained in the treacherous court for more than ten years, and he has always been bright and decisive, but this time he has to personally dispose of the imperial uncle who has accompanied him for more than ten years.

"Your Majesty, the minister's offense against Long Yan is a great crime of disrespect, and he should be executed by Ling Chi!" King Xue Yan raised his head slowly, his handsome cheeks were full of smiles, as if it was not himself who "should be executed by Ling Chi".

The little emperor looked at his smile coldly, and after a long time, he waved his hand again, and motioned for Bai Wei to retreat with an expressionless face.

A group of idle ducks swam around the huge Jingshui Lake again and again, the slender willow branches dotted a circle of shallow ripples on the surface of the lake, and the two people under the tree stood and knelt like this, smiling coldly and stalemately, and the atmosphere was very strange.

"Senior brother! You're weak, why are you kneeling again? Suddenly, a soft woman in yellow dressed in flowers and willows rushed over.

The woman's peerless face contained a thin amount of anger, and she gently helped Xue Yi up, and said angrily to the little emperor: "Little thirteen! You're a dead boy, are you long-lasting? ”

The little emperor's complexion collapsed, and he was slightly embarrassed, but he was also His Majesty of the Dynasty, and this senior sister of his, still didn't leave him the slightest affection!

The little emperor straightened his countenance, and planned to get back some ground, "Senior sister, the emperor's uncle has not received the decree, he abandoned the official and fled privately, and I ......"

"What am I! Don't come over to help your uncle get up! The woman frowned and ordered coldly. I didn't see him for a while, and his uncle and nephew secretly ran to the sun to perform a scene of the king's angry ministers kneeling, which really didn't make people worry for a moment!

Xue Yi quietly squeezed her hand in her sleeve, and there was a little tenderness in her always cold voice, "Rong'er ......"

Ye Rong first laid a handkerchief on a bluestone by the lake, and then gently helped him to sit in.

Back then, when his life was dying, Danyang used Rhodiola to refine the antidote and save his life.

"Senior brother, you rest first, the little thirteen skin is itchy, if I, the senior sister, don't teach him well, won't he be ashamed to throw him all day?" As she spoke, her beautiful eyes narrowed, and she turned her head to look at the little emperor who was stiff and motionless.

Ye Rong suddenly smiled, "Little Thirteen, Senior Sister, I have always been amiable, come, let's talk about it!" ”

The little emperor couldn't help shaking, a thin layer of sweat slowly appeared behind his back, the senior sister was still smiling like a flower, how did he feel that he was a little white rabbit targeted by a vicious female leopard?

Xue Yi looked at the little emperor with a pale face who pursed his lips tightly, couldn't help but smile secretly, and watched the big drama quietly.