It was cold in the dormitory of Nuoda, and there were only two teenagers, one sitting and one kneeling.

The young man sitting at the top had a cold and demonic face, a pair of beautiful dark purple pupils seducing the soul, his face was white and snowy, and the bright yellow dragon robe that opened at random made him even more bewitching.

"Ah Zhe, if I go, I am really deviant and cannot be turned back." The boy said lightly.

The enchanting beauty is stunning, the elegance is unparalleled, the purple eyes are bewitching and charming, but it also makes people feel indescribably afraid.

The young man kneeling in the center of the hall bowed his head and was silent, obedient and obedient, his bright red shirt faded to his shoulders, his underwear was wide open, and a piece of smooth and white skin was revealed under the red clothes.

The young man who spoke was the emperor of this Youxi, Beitang Che, who had not been on the throne long ago, and was noble.

The Queen Mother once said: "My son will become a wise man for all generations, and he will be famous for eternity." ”

Youxi ancient precepts, for the emperor, the posture of heaven and man, elegant and dignified, helping the world and the people.

But the emperor is young, there are royal relatives and relatives who manipulate everything, and there are generals who are eyeing the country, he ascended the throne at a young age, and the throne is naturally in jeopardy.

Seeing that Ning Zhe was silent, Beitang Che frowned, his eyes were slightly dark, "Ah Zhe, what's wrong with you?" ”

Ning Zhen's eyelashes trembled slightly, his fingers curled slightly, and he clenched the hem of his clothes, but he just raised his head, and looked at Beitang Che with a pair of hazy teary eyes.

He is just the son of a deputy general, and he has been an escort in the palace since he was a child, and this companion is five years.

From the prince to the emperor, from the dust to the infinite scenery.

Not only did he know everything about Beitang Che, but he also knew his bravery, his kindness, his pain, his despair, and even saved his life.

But he is just a lowly person, is he as small as the past in Beitangche's eyes?

The Lord really doesn't remember anything, rather than thinking bitterly.

Beitang saw that he was silent, blinking slightly, and his expression was vaguely puzzled and relieved.

He knew that Ning Zhe had misunderstood him, but he was reluctant to explain. I have remembered Ah Zhe's kindness for so many years, and I am pleased with his loyalty, all of his things.

After a moment of trance, Ning Zhe smiled bitterly and said: "The minister only wishes that the Lord is well, the desert north is far away, and I hope that the Lord will take care." ”

He hopes that Beitang Che will always be the same as before, fresh clothes and angry horses, clean and pure.

This is also in line with Kitado Che's intentions.

A few years ago, when he found Ning Zhe among the many companions, he felt that this young man had bright eyes and bright teeth, and he was very good-looking, so he beckoned him to serve in the temple.

Under his careful questioning in the future, he learned that this young man's name was Ning Zhe, and he was the son-in-law of Ning Feng, the deputy general under the general Jing Dui of Dingguo.

Therefore, he asked Ning Zhe to stay by his side and serve with him, and it was through him that he learned more or less about the secret of Jing Dui.

"I've been there for three years, so I don't need to accompany me anymore." Beitang Che smiled faintly, his dark purple pupils were like an endless abyss, engulfing all the light, and said, "I will erase your memories of the past five years, go out of the palace." ”

What he didn't say was that he actually hoped that Ah Zhe would never forget him and always accompany him, but the ghost awakened, and if he didn't leave, he would be ruined.

Ning Zhe still knelt on the ground, hanging his head and not saying a word.

Erase the memory, but he would rather not forget. He is willing to always offer a thousand lamps to illuminate the long night of his hometown, pray for the blessing of Beitang Che, even if the moth fights the fire, he is not afraid.

......

In the spring of the tenth year of Youxi, the 40th birthday of the Empress Dowager Heshun, Emperor Youxi ordered the whole country to celebrate with him in order to fulfill his filial piety, and held a feast for three days.

For a time, Chang'an was full of singing and dancing, staggered and staggered, and the city was full of noise.

Chang'an, the capital city in early spring, is a gathering place for princes and generals and nobles and wealthy families. Although it is not as brilliant as the palace inside, it also presents a harmonious scene.

Opposite to the prosperous Chang'an, is the most remote county town of the Youxi Dynasty - Mobei.

And just as Chang'an was full of noise, a dark carriage slowly drove out of the palace.

Mobei is located on the edge of the vast desert, and the perennial drought gives birth to the unique scenery here. This was originally a deserted place, but because the first emperor set up a Qianshan Mansion here to train soldiers, there were gradually some traces of people.

And when it comes to Qianshan Mansion, everyone knows it.

On the battlefield, the people who have come out of a thousand mountains are invincible everywhere they go, and they win every battle.

Therefore, there is a saying on the rivers and lakes: "Since ancient times, princes and princes have been out of a thousand mountains." ”

Two days later, Qianshan Mansion.

The sky was very hazy, and the heavy dark clouds began to gather one after another, and the steps of the people in the house began to increase, and they saw that the clouds that were dense above were black and pressed as if they were about to fall.

However, today, it was the day when the new young master took over the Thousand Mountains, and they only learned about all this half an hour ago.

None of them knew the identity of this new young master. It's just that when the old head who can't afford to lose anything on weekdays abdicates, he has no complaints, but a serious and reverent face.

So the eight thousand children hurriedly came from all directions in the mansion and gathered in the main hall, looking at each other with different expressions.

For example, Zhang San found that Li Si was busy forgetting to put on shoes, but Wang Wu remembered to wear shoes but wore them backwards.

It wasn't until everyone finally quieted down that they heard a sound:

"Young Master to ---"

Not long after, a black-clothed young man walked into the main hall of Qianshan with his sleeves brushed up, stepped on the dozens of jade steps, and sat on the main seat on the high place without saying a word.

The crowd hurriedly bowed.

The young man who came from afar has a perfect facial contour, his skin is like nephrite clotted fat, his eyebrows are like the daisies of distant mountains, and the whole person is a sickly softness, but the eyes that are as bright as the stars, the pupils are actually dark purple, and the eyes are bright and charming.

How can this seemingly weak boy take over this Thousand Mountains Mansion?

Moreover, Qianshan is located in Mobei, and the environment is barren, what made this teenager give up his life of fine clothes and food and come all the way to Qianshan?

But no matter how they felt about the new Lord of a Thousand Mountains, the top twelve generals all bowed their heads and obeyed orders, bowed down and saluted with fists, and said in unison: "I've seen the Lord!" ”

The sound is neat and uniform.

There is training in a thousand mountains, and the twelve generals will be selected from a thousand miles to sit in a thousand mountains and teach their children.

Beitang Che looked at everyone seemingly casually, and there was an elusive meaning in his smile.

Eight thousand black-clothed disciples stood solemnly in front of the hall, although most of them were untidy, but there was still a trend of black clouds crushing the city and wanting to destroy it.

After another time to estimate the three incense sticks, Beitang Che lazily changed his posture, his slender legs were casually placed on the coffee table in front of him, and his voice was warm: "My name is Lin Yan, and I will take over Qianshan Mansion from today." ”

Lin Yan is the pseudonym of Beitang Che.

"We must obey the Lord's orders, and obey the Lord's arrangements in everything!" The twelve generals said in unison, then clasped their fists and saluted again, and retreated one after another, the whole process rigorous and uniform.

Beitang Che looked at the people in the courtyard, and suddenly felt a little ridiculous.

I want to be the dignity of my ninety-five, noble and unparalleled, but I want to come to this barren place for that bullshit fate.

I don't know if the youngest son of the old general of Dingguo, Jing Ke, is worth such a trip.

and his own Ah Zhe, he should also be out of the palace at this moment and start a new life.

Speaking of this little general Jing Ke, Beitang Che knows very well, and it can be said that half of his life trajectory was decided by him.

As if sensing what he was thinking, the little general at the end of the line of twelve people looked back thoughtfully at Beitang Che when he exited the main hall gate, but unexpectedly looked at each other.

The young man was about seventeen or eighteen years old, his posture was as tall as a pine, his momentum was as strong as the sun, and his eyes were as bright as cold stars under his sword eyebrows. Beitang Che raised his eyebrows and looked at him teasingly, as if he was looking at the prey in his bag, although he was lazy, he had the chance to win. And the little general's eyes seem to be not deeply involved in the world, but they are clear and unruly.

"Jing Ke, I've finally waited for you." Beitang Che looked at his back and smiled slowly.