The cinnabar in the emperor's hand on the imperial approval condensed into a drop, and it was smeared a little bit, staining the music under his hand. When he straightened his head from the mountain-like recital, the heralds with tired faces were already kneeling outside the hall waiting for orders.

Lan Junyao personally opened the sealed secret report and handed it to the emperor, and stood behind him with his head down, but his heart was pounding like a drum. From the time his brother led his troops to the border, he faced the enemy's fierce offensive. Urgent reports come from time to time, but they are not reassuring.

The young general and his men stood on the city wall for three days without sleeping. The enemy's offensive became more and more fierce, and he personally led people out of the city to meet the enemy. News came from the border pass, and when she heard it, she couldn't help but worry about her brother secretly.

The secret report in his hand was swept over, and the emperor's tense body relaxed, leaning on the bright yellow dragon chair behind him, "You can also take a look." As he spoke, he handed the secret letter in his hand to Lan Junyao.

Lan Junyao's hanging heart let go of most of it, and finally there was good news, the secret letter wrote that Lan Junyao led the army to attack the enemy camp at night, and severely defeated the opponent's main general, and the war that lasted for several days slowed down the pace.

Just watching, His Highness's kneeling messenger suddenly fell to the side, and with him fell the maroon red horse tied outside the palace gate, which galloped to Gyeonggi without sleep for several days, just to send the latest information to the emperor, and even the horse was so tired that he foamed at the mouth.

Dequan hurriedly lifted his body to look, stretched out his hand to probe between his nose, and found that he was just pale, and his breathing was rhythmic although Weibo, so he knelt down beside him to plead for him, "I guess it must be from the border all the way to sleepless, and I hope the emperor will forgive him for the crime of misdemeanor in front of the emperor." ”

"Take him to the Imperial Doctor. The emperor waved his hand, and in the past few days, due to the urgency of the border war, even the entire palace has become serious, and there has been a lot less laughter everywhere in the past. Remembering that he had brought good news this time, I forgave him.

The servant thanked the emperor Long En on his behalf. Dequan knelt on the ground and bowed to the emperor to thank him, and hurriedly pointed to the two people who stood proudly like stone pillars at the door of the palace, and carried him down together, and the matter came to an end.

"The emperor should go and rest for a while. Dequan paced to the emperor's side, the dust in his hand had already been put aside by him, and the wrinkled hands were repeatedly pinched on the emperor's back shoulders, and in addition to the rhythmic breathing in the hall, it was the sound of beating his back.

The emperor closed his eyes on the dragon chair, his posture was not as upright as Fang Cai, and the candles burning on both sides of the hall were projected under his cheeks, reflecting a circle of blue and black. "When I was old, ten years ago, I wouldn't have found this body so useless. ”

The emperor's words are full of sighs, and he has only passed the year of confusion this year. "Dequan, in the blink of an eye, my sons have grown up, as if as soon as they open their eyes, they are still surrounding my feet and calling their father to be coquettish. ”

The emperor rarely showed such a gesture, Lan Junyao glanced over quietly, only to find that the hair on both sides of his sideburns had been dyed snow-white, and he was half-leaning on the dragon chair, as if he was really tired. As he said this, his half-open dragon eyes suddenly became slightly cloudy.

"The emperor is in the prime of life, how can he have anything to do with the old man. The slave sees that the emperor's body is so strong, and he will definitely live a long life. Dequan accompanied the emperor all the way to sit on this supreme seat, and as he spoke, his eyes were soaked with tears.

"The princes have grown up, and the emperor doesn't have to worry about them anymore, the heart is all taught by the emperor, and they are all in a tight position now. Speaking of these princes, a almost inaudible sigh quietly came out of Dequan's mouth.

If you only listen to the conversation between the two of them, I am afraid that it is really the father and the son, but in recent years, Lan Junyao has also known in his heart that the princes have formed a party for personal gain and hegemony, and they think that their actions are unknown, but the emperor sees it completely.

The emperor must have his own plans in his heart, but according to the accumulation of 5,000 years of history, if the emperor has no intention of abdicating at this moment, and some princes are too powerful at this moment, it is destined to end badly.

A few days ago, she sent things to the queen's palace for the emperor, passing by a rockery, and heard the whispers of the palace maids.

I don't know where the message arose, but it spread widely in the palace at a very fast speed, and the palace has always been the place with the most gossip. The population of a huge palace gathers, and common sense tells us that the more places like this, the more frequent the occurrence of right and wrong.

It's just that I don't know if the rise of this rumor is induced by people with intentions or simple gossip by the palace maids. Lan Junyao felt bored after hearing a few words, probably just sour words in their mouths, which didn't disturb their interest in continuing to gossip, turned around and left quietly.

The emperor's suppression of the eighth prince has been very obvious, if it is said that this time it is because of his big marriage that the emperor sent his brother to the battle, such a reason can not convince her, it must be because of the military power in his hands and his father.

Although the emperor and Concubine Mo have been safe and sound all these years, and Ling Qixuan has also been very prosperous, but such a hidden worry has accompanied Ling Qixuan to gradually become bigger, which makes the emperor even more jealous, in the end, it is not as wise as the first few years on the throne, although it is rumored that the emperor is the true son of heaven, but in the end it is just a mortal body.

Although in recent years, the eighth prince has been behaving like a qualified son, living a dull life every day, arriving in the palace on time to settle the province at dawn and dusk, even if the military power in his hands is eroded a little bit, he also behaves as indifferent.

In the final analysis, the emperor was afraid of him, and he could only rest assured if he put him under his hands and watched him closely. If she was the Eighth Emperor and had such an unbearable past, she would not have done as well as he did today. It is also because of this that he understands that it is not easy for him to endure.

Judging by her knowledge of reading through history, such people are usually not willing to be subordinate. At the moment, although he looks like he has no desires and no desires, if there is a big explosion in the end, it will definitely be amazing.

In the palace, the emperor and Dequan's master and servant were saddened on the side, lamenting the hard years they had gone through together, since the emperor was still a prince, Dequan served by his side, which was the reason for his transcendent status.

The delicate laughter of the woman outside the hall came to the ears of the three people in the hall from afar, and the people in the hall naturally heard such a delicate laughter, and then she walked to the door, but was stopped by the guards guarding the door, which made her feel a little unhappy.