The entire imperial study reverberated with this sentence, but it also fell into an awkward silence.

Xuan Chengyu didn't look at Fan Shangshu, Uncle Li Guo and others from beginning to end, he kept a straight face, and there was no fluctuation.

Mu Houye shrugged his shoulders, he didn't say anything, anyway, it didn't have much to do with him.

The emperor narrowed his eyes, glanced at Xuan Chengyu deeply, and suddenly waved his hand.

"All of you go out and leave behind Mu Hou Ye and King Xuan."

The others looked at each other at each other's words, then bowed respectfully and withdrew.

In the entire imperial study, there were only three people left, and there was solemnity and tension in the air.

From time to time, the cold wind blew in through the crack in the door, and the candle flame on the bookcase flickered slightly.

The emperor's handsome but majestic face was now red by the candlelight.

Mu Houye coughed lightly, breaking the silence, and his eyes glanced from Xuan Chengyu to the emperor, and then from the emperor.

"Your Majesty, it's not too early at this hour, let's talk about something if you have something."

Hearing this, the emperor finally let out a long sigh, looked at Xuan Chengyu, moved his mouth, and his eyes flashed with complexity.

"Ah Yu ......"

In the end, he still muttered two words, but Xuan Chengyu's face changed.

Standing up straight, he was stunned and didn't say a word.

"You help me again! This is the last time! ”

The emperor's voice was filled with deep helplessness and pleading, and he ...... as he looked at the brother in front of him.

Xuan Chengyu raised his head sharply when he heard this, pursed his lips stiffly, his eyes were sharp but angry, and he knelt down heavily towards the emperor!

"I disagree!"

For so many years, this is the first time that Xuan Chengyu has directly refuted and even rejected directly, regardless of the difference between monarchs and ministers.

The emperor was stunned when he heard this, and was silent for a long time, and his eyes slowly became deeper.

"Even if I'm giving a military order?"

“……”

King Xuan gritted his teeth and knocked his head three times at the emperor hard, "Knock knock knock......

The strength was so great that the other two people present were taken aback.

"You promised me, but now you don't talk about it."

The indifferent voice was filled with disappointment, Xuan Chengyu raised his eyes and looked at the emperor, his scarlet eyes were already full of blood red at this time.

"Ten years ago, you promised me that as long as I retreated from the enemy, you would not let me go to the battlefield again! I fought so hard to get back from the border......"

Xuan Chengyu's words silenced the emperor and made Marquis Mu on the side even more silent.

Xuan Chengyu, a king on the battlefield, has been the border he has laid for Tanglin for more than ten years, and it is he who has single-handedly supported the entire Donglin......

Everyone is qualified to speak of him, but the emperor is not!

After so many years of fighting on the battlefield, he has long been tired, and he became famous at a young age, and he has fought for him since the emperor was still a prince, and now he is ......

Half of the entire Tanglin was brought down by him, and Xuan Chengyu did not owe the emperor, the people, or anyone in the court.

But he owed that beloved, when Princess Xuan gave birth, he was still at the border, and he had to rush back......

was ordered by the emperor to retreat from the enemy and return to the court, so that he could not see his princess for the last time after all.

This scar took root and sprouted fiercely in King Xuan's heart, making him live in guilt for the rest of his life!

It wasn't until five years ago that he was finally able to part ways with the battlefield just to stay by his daughter's side......

Now, he is still being sent to the battlefield again by the people he has been loyal to all his life!

This time, if something happens to him, or if something happens to Xuan Mobao......

Xuan Chengyu clenched his hands into fists, suppressing the dissatisfaction and grievances in his heart, as well as anger and unwillingness.

"I ...... I can't help it......"

The emperor didn't want him to spend his old age in Kyoto, but now, he was the only one who could retreat from the enemy.