As soon as these words came out, even Nangong Ci himself didn't realize his nervousness.

Nervous about who will appear in Chaohuang's pen will be...

Nervous about the unspeakable feelings in his heart...

Just when Nangong Ci was in a state of confusion and didn't know whether to let Chaohuang continue to paint, Chaohuang strained his face, solemnly put down his pen, sketched the general outline one stroke at a time, and gradually filled in, and a complete face was soon presented on the paper.

Although the painting is not very good, each stroke seems to contain the heart of the person who wrote it.

The god form is possessed.

At a glance, you can see the intention of the writer.

When Nangong Ci heard the movement, he came back to his senses, his eyes fell on the drawing paper as soon as he turned his gaze, and his eyes widened sharply after seeing who the person painted by the Qing Dynasty Huang was.

"You!"

"General Ben has already shown the appearance of his sweetheart to the regent, so is the regent willing to show the picture scroll in your sleeve to General Ben?" Chaohuang put down the brush and met Nangong Ci's gaze generously.

There is no embarrassment of self-explosion at all.

There is only one piece of sincerity.

On the picture scroll, there is a python robe that is the same as that worn by Nangong Ci.

There is a blood jade that Nangong Ci will rarely remove.

And his face, which is said to cure a baby's crying.

And so on and so forth, all of which are missing.

At this moment, Chaohuang boldly and warmly expressed what he was thinking in his heart.

Nangong Ci's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he moved his lips several times, wanting to say something, but in the end he couldn't say anything, so he looked at Chaohuang quietly.

Trying to see the traces of the joke from the bottom of Chaohuang's eyes.

As a result, not at all.

Nangong Ci began to believe.

Xin Chaohuang didn't joke with him.

It's a pity...

Nangong Qi tightened his cuffs, quickly wiped away the turbulence at the bottom of his eyes, and turned around indifferently: "General Huo is the son of the Huo Mansion, the only bloodline of the Huo family, although this king does not fancy the heir, but unfortunately, the general is carrying too much." ”

A good man's style is nothing, and it's nothing to carry some little men back to the house to raise.

However, since the founding of the Northern Kingdom, no mansion has ever married a male wife.

Not to mention people like them...

One of Nangong Ci and Chaohuang is a king with a different surname, and then he became the regent appointed by the first emperor, and the other is the son of Huo Mansion, Huo Mansion guards the northern country, full of glory.

If you talk about it alone, both of them are the pride of the sky, and they are above ten thousand people under one person.

But if you tie the two together...

Whether it is in the court or among the people, it will become a topic of conversation.

The most important thing is that the responsibility they carry is too heavy.

The inheritance of Huo Mansion alone weighed down Nangong Ci's heart.

He can have no queen, but he can't bear that the people he loves can't face his ancestors.

It is even more unacceptable for a loved one to have an heir with another person.

For a while, the picture scroll that Nangong Ci hid in his sleeve became extremely hot.

Although Nangong Ci's sweetheart is Chaohuang, and Chaohuang painted him, Nangong Ci did not admit it, nor did he have the intention of picking Ming Huang, and the whole person was no longer looking at the painting on the table as if nothing had happened.

Chaohuang was not sad to see him like this, because Chaohuang knew his own temperament, he cared about his family and country, and he cared more about himself, but he suffered because his memory did not blend.

In Nangong Ci's heart, he is just Nangong Ci, not Dusk.

There is no way to be as alone and free as Chaohuang.

Knowing the sea, Sansheng stared at Nangong Ci's back through Chaohuang's perspective, and for a moment he seemed to see the loneliness and determination of Dusk Ci on Nangong Ci's body.

At the beginning, everyone was gone, and His Excellency could only move forward alone and resist everything.

At that time, Sansheng didn't understand, but now he seems to understand a little bit.

[Host, Your Excellency has carried far more than you think. 】

Sansheng suddenly spoke, and the narrowness in Chaohuang's eyes disappeared in an instant, and a trace of distress slowly flashed, and finally he was firm: [I will be good to him, and I will take him home. 】

In a blink of an eye, Chaohuang suppressed the attachment and distress in his heart, held his mind, and tentatively pulled Nangong Ci's sleeve: "Regent..."

"Is there anything else going on, general? If there is nothing to do, it will not be delivered, and the king still needs to work. ”

Nangong Ci was already a little shaken, and he couldn't wait to turn around and hold Chaohuang tightly in his arms, but now she was so softly pulling his sleeves that he almost broke his work.

Thankfully, he held back at the last second.

Pull out that mercilessly slapped off the little claws on his sleeves.

Chaohuang exclaimed pain again and again, and the warmth that had just been brewed was stillborn, and a flash of inspiration flashed, and he hummed meaningfully: "It's okay, General Ben just thinks that the regent is reasonable, I really need a child!" Let's go! ”

The door of the study opened again, and Yang An and the housekeeper who were guarding the door looked over, and Chaohuang shook their eyes when they saw this, turned their heads and left.

The two of them looked inside and gasped.

I saw that Nangong Ci's face was covered with a terrifying storm, bloodthirsty and gloomy.

Yang An and the housekeeper, as Nangong Ci's henchmen, had never seen him like this.

scratched his ears and cheeks to give the other party a look, but he didn't dare to step forward and touch his head.

Yang An: The master is getting more and more terrifying...

Butler: Scary...

After Chaohuang left, a dead silence gradually spread, lingering around Nangong Ci's body, and after a long time, Nangong Ci moved his body and picked up the picture scroll left by Chaohuang: "Send a team of secret guards to follow General Huo, and this king wants him to be unscathed." ”

"Yes!"

After Yang An got the order, he rushed out of the courtyard.

The butler took care of it all.

Nangong returned to the table as if no one was around, and stood where Chaohuang had just stood, placing the Chaohuang he painted and Chaohuang's self together.

In this way, it looks like it has not moved all night.

Heir...

Obviously, I took the lead in proposing it...

But his heart...

Why does it hurt so much?

——

Li Pingjin, the son of Xuanping Hou, robbed men and women on weekdays and did a lot of evil.

In the minds of the people of Kyoto, it can be said that cats and dogs are disgusted.

As soon as the news of Li Pingjin's beheading came out at noon, the whole of Kyoto became lively, and the entrance of the vegetable market on Xicheng Street was crowded with people who rushed to the market before noon, and they all wanted to confirm in person whether the news was true.

From being arrested to being imprisoned, to being sentenced to beheading, the whole process took less than three days, and Li Pingjin knelt on the beheading platform in a daze, and was still a little blindfolded.

is still a clean appearance, and the red fruit is undoubtedly revealed.

Soon someone recognized him.

"Oh my God! It turned out to be really the prince of Xuanping Hou! I know him! ”

"God has eyes, such wicked people have finally been punished!"

"What retribution? I heard that he has fallen into the hands of the regent this time, who is the regent? That's the iron-faced and selfless Lord, and he really deserves it! ”

"Regent? How did I hear that it was General Huo's order? ”

"General Huo? Didn't he rectify this Xuanping Hou Shizi before? It's a pity that he was acquitted in the end, how could it be him this time? ”

"yes, yes? I also think it's the regent! ”

A few days ago, Nangong Cidang ordered someone to take Li Pingjin away on the street, and many people saw it, and Chaohuang's methods in the court also spread to the outside of the palace.

Well, there are few people who don't gossip,

The news of the east and the west is scattered and has caused discussions.

At this moment, a different voice suddenly appeared.

"Regent? General Huo? Who solved the miscellaneous crumbs of Li Pingjin? Don't you have accurate news? ”