"You are so bold!" Mo Ci's voice was sharp, like a cold sword about to be unsheathed.

"The emperor is angry, the empress of Bingze Country is a demon, he has confused the emperor's heart." Immediately afterwards, Concubine Zhen knelt down on the ground, "So the concubine is brave, and together with Lord An, find a few warlocks to get rid of the demon...... This is all to protect the emperor! ”

"Slut!" Mo Ci slapped Concubine Zhen in the face. Then he pulled out the saber on An Yuan's waist, strode in front of Ah Qing, and cut the rope with the sword. Damn it! They actually hurt the woman he held in the palm of his hand.

Concubine Zhen was silent and bit her lower lip tightly.

Ah Qing was tied up for a long time, his blood was blocked, and he was planted in Mo Ci's arms without standing firm, and Mo Ci hugged him tightly. Ah Qing is very light, light as if it will float away at any time. Dressed in red, Ah Qing's face was astonishingly pale.

"A-Qing, I'm sorry, I didn't protect you well." Mo Ci's eyes flashed with cold light, "Whoever touched him just now chopped off his hand, and whoever soiled his clothes cut off his foot." ”

Mo Ci kicked over the altar, and suddenly realized that Ah Qing was holding him tightly on his shoulder. The corners of his mouth were hooked, and his eyebrows and eyes were still lazy and unscrupulous, but the words were ruthless: "Those who hurt Concubine Jing, kill, no, forgive." ”

"Your Majesty...... The concubine is just a concubine, and she is not worthy of the emperor's attention. ”

"The concubine is not worth it, then I'll let you be the queen."

So Ah Qing was canonized, but this move caused more dissatisfaction among the officials who were worried about the country and the people in the Manchu Dynasty. They believe that Ah Qing is a demon girl, and sooner or later she will overthrow the beams, and she is not worthy of being a concubine, let alone a queen.

"This beam is my beam, this world is my world, and if it is to be overthrown, it is also the world that will be overthrown." Mo Ci is determined to be a faint gentleman for Ah Qing, what about the infamy through the ages, he, as long as he.

A Qing's canonization ceremony was very grand.

At night, there was a big feast in the palace. Ah Qing's eyes were like water, with a touch of coldness, and he seemed to be able to see through everything. Ah Qing is still dressed in red, but the coat is a light red light gauze, which vividly reflects the beautiful figure.

"See the Emperor." Concubine Zhen gave a salute to Mo Ci, raised her eyes and saw Ah Qing sitting on Mo Ci's right, and unwillingly bowed, "See the queen mother." ”

"Is there no one in the Band?" After the "exorcism", Mo Ci was even more unaccustomed to Concubine Zhen's face.

"Back to the emperor, it was the concubine herself who asked for the dance."

"Let's get started."

Concubine Zhen pulled out her water sleeves, the music played slowly, the figure flowed, the wind blew the fairy robe, the body danced with the rhythm, and after the last movement, she adjusted her breath slightly, raised her clear eyes, and looked at Ah Qing with a smile.

Suddenly, Concubine Zhen pulled out the soft sword at her waist and stabbed at Ah Qing, Mo Ci got up to block the sword, and the sword went into her shoulder for seven points. Concubine Zhen's sword is full of strength.

"Your Majesty!" Concubine Zhen exclaimed, his target was Ah Qing, he never expected Mo Ci to block it for him.

"Slut, you still want to hurt Ah Qing." Mo Qi pulled out the soft that was inserted in the shoulder

Sword, "Come on, knock Concubine Zhen into the cold palace." ”

The banquet broke up unhappily. And Ah Qing has been watching coldly by Mo Ci's side.

After Ah Qing was canonized, Mo Ci became more and more fond of him, staying in Ah Qing's Linshui Palace all day long, as well as flowing water and beautiful jade, rare antiques and curiosities, even the singing and dancing that was only performed in the main palace on weekdays, all moved to Ah Qing, he said, he can pour the world for him, even if it is exhaustive life, he must give him a supreme favor.

The next Japan should be an early dynasty, and the ministers waited in the palace for a long time before Mo Ci appeared holding Ah Qing's hand.

"Your Majesty, this demon girl has fascinated the emperor's mind with her charms, and she has messed up the palace, and she can't keep it, Your Majesty!" An old minister knelt on the ground, and then knelt down with another minister.

"Filthy Palace? Scold. "When Ah Qing was in Bingze Kingdom, what he hated the most was the people who were filthy and disturbing the palace, but I didn't expect that one day, someone would say this about him. Ah Qing shook off Mo Ci's hand, pulled out his long sword, and stabbed at Mo Ci, and the blade of the sword sank into Mo Ci's abdomen.

"Ah Qing, you ......" Mo Ci suddenly laughed, "Ah Qing, how can you mess up the palace?" Mo Ci took two steps forward, the sword blade passed through his body, and the sword blade that came out carried Mo Ci's blood, "Ah Qing, in this way, will you be a little happier?" ”

"You have said, either, my blood blooms above your blade; Or, your blood, sprayed on my sword. Mo Ci carefully broke off Ah Qing's hand on the hilt, "In this way, will you be happier?" Mo Ci pushed Ah Qing away, then pulled out the sword in his abdomen, and a few drops of blood splashed on Ah Qing's dress.

"Your Majesty! Tell the Imperial Doctor! The kneeling courtiers hurriedly got up and surrounded Mo Ci.

"Come on, arrest this demon girl!" An Yuan glared at Ah Qing angrily.

"Don't hurt Ah Qing!" Mo Ci's face was pale, and the figures of the ministers blocked Mo Ci's view of Ah Qing, he thought, if he dies like this, who will protect Ah Qing in the future? So, he must live! In his lifetime, he must protect him and do everything to spoil him and love him.

Ah Qing took two steps back and didn't look at Mo Ci, why was he so kind to him? He was afraid that he would indulge in the love he gave him and make him lose the fighting spirit for revenge.

Since he was assassinated by Ah Qing last time, Mo Ci has doted on Ah Qing even more. Before saying that Ah Qing was a demon girl in the court, the old minister who was in the palace was imprisoned by Mo Ci's decree.

After Mo Ci recovered from his injury, he took time to take Ah Qing out of the palace from time to time, for fear that he would be too bored in the palace. Sometimes it's climbing mountains, Ah Qing hasn't been active for a long time, but after a few steps, he walks out of breath. Mo Ci patiently followed behind him, following in steps, whispering and laughing, mostly Mo Ci said, Ah Qing seemed to be listening, but not as if he was listening.

Mo Ci always talked about the old times, about his childhood, those happy childhood years, Mo Ci sneaked out of the palace to play, caught a lot of pheasants and wild ducks in the forest, used their head feathers to make a big piece for the imperial sister, and then let the imperial sister wear it in the snow in winter, which made people suspicious of Fenglaiyi.

Ah Qing was tired of climbing, so he carried him on his back and continued until he reached the top of the mountain, watching the rising sun and the golden light, he said: "Ah Qing, we still have a lot of time, we can start from the beginning." ”

At this time, Ah Qing was probably asleep, and in his dream, his eyebrows were already tightened, Ah Qing put him under the tree, put on the garland that had been braided all the way, and kissed his sleeping eyes lightly.

Sometimes it's rowing, small canopy boats, dangling on the water. There is no such lake in Bing Zeguo, Ah Qing was unsteady when he first came, so Mo Ci hugged him, watching the long oars row out long blue marks, and the captain opened his throat and sang, the rough voice, the strange tone, long and short, short and long, startled countless water birds.

Later, I got used to it. Don't take the captain, Mo Ci personally the oars. If it is early in the morning, the milky white mist fills the water, and the people who are close at hand, and the eyes that are close at hand, are hazy, as if they will be lost in the blink of an eye. Ah Qing was next to Mo Ci, her head resting on his shoulder, as if she had a cordial meaning.

Mo Ci promised Ah Qing that if he had the lifespan of an ordinary person, he would never leave him for half a step, and he would protect him and his beloved woman.

Mo Ci also promised to accompany him to do all the world's free things, to accompany him to get drunk and dream of death, and to accompany him to old age.

Ah Qing chuckled and asked Mo Ci to sing, so Mo Ci smiled and said to sing to him, and the song said: Qingqing Zijin, you can relax my heart. But for the sake of the king, he has been groaning so far.

If it's late at night, the stars are sinking in the water, and you can pick it up with your hand. And the lotus leaves gradually fields, and the water comes out of the water, and the more they rise, the more beautiful they become. Mo Ci went into the water to pick lotus roots for him, crisp edges and corners, full of sweetness.

The winter of Daliang came early, and October had not yet arrived, and the palace was already full of wind and snow. Ah Qing couldn't help but shrink slightly, but his shoulders were suddenly covered with warmth, and he raised his head, but saw Mo Ci smiling and draping his dark robe on him. Ah Qing clutched the collar of his robe, and the warm heat seemed to steam on his face, and he couldn't help but hang his head quietly. Now he could no longer treat his favor as nothing as he once did.

If there is a mirror in front of him at this time, Ah Qing will find a smile on the corner of his eyebrows and eyes, he seems to have fallen by his favor, what should he do? He will also avenge his people. But this kind of life is not unpleasant.

Ah Qing didn't think that if he was willing to do this, he would be willing to forget the blood of more than 200 members of the Mu family, be willing not to avenge them, and be willing to be pampered by Mo Ci for a lifetime.

If Mo Ci could cover his eyes, cover his ears, and tie his hands and feet, so that he could not see, hear, or move, like an ordinary woman, he could only wait in the deep palace for the four corners of the sky, from pale to blue, blue to deep black.

Ah Qing has thought about these ifs countless times, and later, in many sleepless nights, tossing and turning, countless times, if he has such joy in this life, from the beginning to the end, he can stay with Mo Ci day and night, can be boating on the water, free in the world, morning and twilight.

If...... Or someone is so lucky, but it's not him Aqing.

He A-Qing is ...... after all Shura

A terrible ghost running out of the field. Even though some people cherish him and some people protect him, he will still grow sharp teeth and sharp claws, dig out the hearts and livers of the enemies, and sacrifice them to the spirits of the people.

He believed that Mo Ci was aware of his claws when they stretched out, he was such a sharp person.

However, in the palace, he gave him a thrush as usual and took him on a tour of the mountains and rivers as usual. The eyebrows are painted as light as distant mountains, green as new willows, and then laugh at him when he goes out, look up Mo on the willow color, and have no penitent godhusbands to look for the marquis.

Ah Qing raised his eyebrows in response to him: "The prince will have a kind of Xiangning!"

Mo Ci's smile froze, he kissed his eyes gently, and he said, "Ah Qing, if you like it, I can do without this world." ”

"I know, but this world is yours, and you have to be responsible for the people in this world."

"You don't know." Mo Ci whispered, "At the beginning, when we were still fighting, I saw you for the first time, although you were masked, I saw your eyes as bright as the shadow of the moon falling in the water. Ah Qing, in fact, I am not a competent emperor, I am just a person with no ambitions, I have never thought that one day I can be accompanied by you day and night, such a day, let alone a year or two, even if it is only one day, an hour, a quarter of an hour, or even an instant, I will feel that this life is complete, and there are no regrets. So A-Qing, no matter what you do, no matter where you're going, whether you're by my side or not, I just want you to be happy. You...... Do you understand? ”

Ah Qing said, "I understand. ”

Mo Ci also said that he was going to die, but A-Qing didn't believe it, he was the emperor of Daliang.

(End of this chapter) I want to talk about "Half Yuan Cultivation and Half Yuan Jun" with more like-minded people, WeChat pay attention to "excellent reading literature", talk about life, and find confidants~