Su Fenglin changed into clothes, looked at the golden hairpin in his hand, and couldn't help but purse his lips and smile when he thought about the red face of the young man when he gave her a gift that day.

"What a fool."

As she spoke, she inserted the golden hairpin into her thick black hair.

"My sister is strange, she obviously has some good-looking headdresses, but she chooses this ordinary golden hairpin."

"You care about your sister, other people's sisters like it."

"Okay~ Bring the armor, let's go to the back garden to have a look."

"Uh-huh."

...

Emperor's Mansion

"His Royal Highness the Emperor, just like this, you gave the armor of the first god of war to Drunken Moon Xuan?"

"What? Still useful? Long Aoguang glanced at his staff who had been with him for many years: "Back then, I asked my father for this set of battle armor, and I only felt that its owner was noble, so I also thought that there was another mystery in this, but we have studied it for many years, and the scales are good in addition to the battle armor, what is the use?" ”

"Hmm-" The staff hesitated, but still spoke: "Although we haven't studied it, this is the armor of the god of war after all, and the position of the squire of the first military department is too wasteful. ”

Long Aoguang rubbed his eyes, and his tone was quite impatient: "We have studied for many years, but we have not studied the fame, this set of waste armor has been idle for many years, and it is the armor of the traitor of the fox clan, my father has said me many times because of this matter, and now I have the opportunity to use this to exchange a position, what is the waste?" ”

"But..."The staff member wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Long Aoguang waving his hand.

"Okay, let's talk about it later, the main hall is going to rest."

"Yes, the minister retired." The staff member was also interested, and bowed down.

When the staff retreated, Long Aoguang stretched his muscles, heh, worthy of being Long Aobo's person, he persuaded me to leave the waste armor again and again, and now I finally found a chance to throw it out, or in exchange for the holy ginseng, he is afraid that he will be so angry that he vomits blood.

"Hahahaha!"

Suddenly, Long Aoguang laughed loudly, and a touch of red appeared in his eyes, this position of the squire of the Ministry of Works, the main hall is going to be decided!

...

Among the dragons, the ones with the most eyeliner are Long Aoguang and Long Aobo, so when Long Aoguang returned home with four holy ginseng, the fifth son got the news and sent an undercover staff member by Long Aoguang's side to dissuade him.

Seeing that the Dragon Emperor was preparing to appoint someone from the Emperor's faction as a squire in the Ministry of Works, how could Long Aobo not be in a hurry?

"Bang!"

Prince Jue's Mansion, Long Aobo slammed his fist on the table, this is the second time, he also wanted to go to Zuiyue Xuan yesterday to buy it in advance, but it was delayed because of some trivial matters.

I was just about to set off this morning, but I heard a report from someone and was already in Long Aoguang's pocket.

How can he not be angry? How not to be annoyed?

"No, if my father can't see the squire of the military department anymore, I'm afraid that he will let the emperor's faction take office, and they must not be allowed to succeed." Long Aobo clenched his hands into fists, his fingers blue from anger.

"Dig three feet into the ground and search for me, you must find it!"

"Yes!"

...

Long Aoguang and Long Aobo are fighting for life and death, but Long Reverse Scale is still practicing calligraphy in the study, as if everything has nothing to do with him, he just wants to sit quietly in the study and write a good calligraphy.

Every day, he listened to the news of his mother and concubine, practiced calligraphy, and read books from time to time.

Time is also leisurely.

Once upon a time, he was the most popular Nine Highnesses - Long Aotian, who was a brother with the Qinglong God of War, and talked about national studies with the Imperial Library, but because of the fall of the fox clan, he was disgusted by the Dragon Emperor and deprived of his name.

"If anyone speaks for this rebel again, he will punish his nine clans!"

On that day, the Dragon Emperor was in the Longxiao Palace, shouting angrily.

Since then, no one in the court dared to defend His Royal Highness the Ninth of the year, and no one dared to mention the name Aotian.

He never thought of competing for the throne, but he just felt that being a brother and sister with them could cultivate one's self, increase one's knowledge, and protect one's family and country.

However, in the eyes of others, these are all gangs and traitors.

Even if he tried his best to protect the fox clan at that time, it would be useless, he had too many enemies, Long Aoguang and Long Aobo, who regarded him as his own brother back then, also let himself not turn over at a critical moment.

He fell, and only then did the emperor and the fifth son compete with him.

"Whew~"

The dragon wrote the last stroke steadily, put down the pen, and then exhaled a long breath.

This is a static word, quiet to self-cultivation!

He didn't have the eyeliner of the government and the opposition, and he didn't have the powerful ministers who stood with him, even if he worked hard to govern the mountains and rivers and unearthed one pillar of the country after another, but... Because of that incident, the degraded were degraded, the homes were raided, and the trees fell and scattered.

"Your Highness the Nine, please use tea."

The dragon reversed the scales and turned to the tea, and said lightly to the next person, "Five days later, prepare the carriage and gifts, and go to the Drunken Moon Xuan." ”

"Yes."

Unbeknownst to him, the ginseng had been bought by his so-called brother.

...

"Brother's armor."

Su Fenglin touched the set of battle armor, which was in tatters, and there were holes in many places.

Seeing that her sister was sad, Wan'er and Xiu'er didn't dare to say much, so they had to be careful to stay by their side.

She remembered that the eldest brother of the year, Su Zongheng, was so high-spirited, every time he went to the battlefield and came back, he must come to see himself first! Every time he saw himself, he would definitely kiss himself fiercely, and then carefully bring back the gift from the battlefield, that was Su Fenglin's happiest time.

She still remembered that Su Zongheng that year, he turned the tide of the war with his own strength, and defeated the Suzaku and Xuanwu Empires to retreat one after another, and they didn't dare to attack! Qinglong's first god of war became famous, and the first thing he did after becoming famous was to show off to himself, and then looked at his envious eyes, and then hugged himself and said - I miss my sister.

She also remembered that more than ten years ago, when she was still a 'child', her eldest brother was covered in blood and sent herself to the hands of her second brother, which was also the first time she saw the blood-drinking sword, however, that time was also the last time.

She misses him very much, wants him to hug her again, kiss herself again, and call herself a sister again.

Can... After all, these are just imaginations, the first god of war in the empire back then has been turned into fireworks and dust in the battle more than ten years ago, and dissipated between heaven and earth.

"Woo... Woo~"

Su Fenglin couldn't control his feelings, hugged the battle armor, and cried slowly.

"Brother~ I miss you so much."

Back then, in order to keep himself alive, he rode ten thousand, and at the last moment, at the cost of exhausting his own life, he let the fox bloodline continue temporarily.

"Sister..."Wan'er wanted to comfort Su Fenglin, but was held by Xiu'er's hand, Xiu'er shook her head at her, when her feelings were the most fragile, she needed to cry to vent.

At that time, the first god of war in the empire, Su Zongheng, made the enemy country frightened when he heard the name, and he did not dare to fight against him.

No matter who he faces, he has a cold face, even if it is his father, he will not pay too much attention.

The only person who can make him tender is the girl who is crying with his armor in front of him.