Fufeng County, the mansion in the south of the city.

The atmosphere was quiet, Ding Songpan sat in the front room, resting in a meditative way, the sword was unsheathed, across his lap, while the woman rested in the main room, her eyes slightly closed, a thin sweat oozing from her nose, obviously not sleeping peacefully, the memories of the past gradually became vivid under the inducement of a certain emotion, and reappeared at this time.

It's the flames, it's the sword.

It's a fierce murderous intent.

Under the blazing torches, illuminating the mighty palace gate, illuminating the hideous and frightened faces, the dark blades in their hands exuded a cold and quiet cold light, exuding a murderous aura that was difficult to ignore, illuminating the heroes of Longxi who were drinking wildly with their necks on their backs and thundering around them.

It also illuminates the clean face.

No official uniforms, no armor.

Under the heavy surrounding, he was still wearing a clean blue Confucian shirt, even among the swordsmen, he still looked clean and clear, and he was elegant.

This is the person she calls a master, and she calls a teacher.

This is a half-grown teenager who sees her in a hurry and finds candy from all over her body to make her happy.

But with the dragon slaying dagger in his hand, he pushed away the Xuanwu guard in front of him, and walked quickly, and a shout sounded behind him, telling him to stop, his father in front of him, the prince at that time glared at him angrily, and shouted coldly.

"You dare to kill the king!"

"Why don't you dare!"

The boy who was only seventeen years old did not have the slightest fear, and stabbed the dagger in his hand directly into his father's heart, blood gushing out, staining the golden dragon robe with black marks.

She was on the sidelines, and she could see that the originally warm eyes had changed.

Decisive and direct.

Holding the dagger slightly, he took a step back, threw the dagger in his hand on the ground, and with a clattering sound, the soldiers who were fighting around him stopped their movements at this time, and looked at the young man here in disbelief, the world was dead and silent, only the blue-shirted young man, the half-master bowed to the dragon robe man who fell to the ground, his expression was calm, and he said.

"Your Highness, please take the first step."

"Wechen will come later."

"You ......"

There was an invisible dragon's voice between heaven and earth, fierce and furious, dancing in the sky, even the light of the countless torches gathered together dimmed, in her frightened eyes, as if there was a weeping blood dragon, roaring into the body of the seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy in front of her.

The warm eyes gradually dissipated their original brilliance.

His temples gradually turned gray, and it seemed that he had reached the age of dying in an instant.

But its back is still straight, and its face is still calm.

Turning around, he bowed his hand and bowed deeply to her second uncle.

"Wechen, admit the guilt."

"Ahh

Li Wanshun woke up from the nightmare again, her eyes were full of panic, she sat up suddenly, her breath was short, and when she saw the decoration in the style of Fufeng, she came back to her senses and realized that she was no longer in Tianjing, let alone in the palace more than ten years ago.

Naturally, there was no thunder roaring in front of him.

There is never that face that looks clean and calm, but the eyebrows are as sharp as a sword.

Recalling the scene at that time, although it was a cool night, the clothes on her body were already wet, her heart was beating faster, and her sleepiness had disappeared completely, the woman sat on the bed, calmed down, and walked out of bed, wearing a moon-white silk undershirt, her black hair was scattered, hanging down behind her back,

Half of the face is as soft as a fairy in Yaochi, while the other half is soft in outline, but it is covered with a light-colored gold mask, and the pupils exposed are not black, but the color of jade and jade.

The woman sat down at the table and poured herself a cup of tea.

Even though nearly 20 years have passed since this incident, every time I dream back at midnight, I always feel terrified in my heart and cannot help myself.

Who would have thought that the crown prince, who is increasingly favored and will ascend the throne after the year, would be assassinated on the spot after the moon sacrifice and before going to the palace for a family banquet.

The situation was turned upside down.

In the end, it is only because of a scholar who is powerless.

The woman wrapped her fingers around the tea cup with both hands, and the coolness penetrated through the delicate porcelain cup, almost to the bone, and her mind irrepressibly recalled the Fufeng book keeper that Yuwen Qingzhu said.

Dressed in blue.

The eyebrows are not ten percent handsome, but they are very clean.

The most important point is that the surname is king, and a thought is peaceful.

Is it your son?

Master Wang.

The teeth bit on the lips, oozing a little blood, sliding down the face, shocking.

…………………………………

Tianjing City Palace.

In the imperial study, His Majesty the Emperor of the Great Qin Empire is still reading the folds, the recent Mid-Autumn Festival, in addition to celebrating with the people, the royal family also has to prepare for the ceremony of sacrificing the moon, and there are a lot of things that need to be busy.

Fortunately, he was born on horseback back back then, he had already entered the army at the age of thirteen, and he had also stepped on the hinterland of the enemy country and challenged the enemy generals.

It's still up to it.

Fu dealt with some twists and turns, and the eunuch who had served him for a long time brought a ginseng soup.

The eunuch, who was no longer young, took the empty bowl, looked at the slightly tired look on the emperor's face, and whispered comfort:

"Your Majesty, it's late at night, why don't you rest earlier today?"

The emperor moved his stiff muscles and bones, and said:

"No need...... Stand down. ”

The eunuch didn't dare to refuse, whispered, lowered his palm, and walked out of the imperial study softly.

After a while, he was the only one left in the study, the man looked up at the window, saw the bright moon in the sky, saw the clouds gathering and scattered, his expression was slightly trance, and said:

"Mid-Autumn Festival, ......"

After a pause, he sighed:

"In the past, it was okay to take a moment of leisure, but at this time, you can't steal it...... You can't steal it, after all, you promised someone. ”

Shaking his head, he endured the faint impatience in his heart and looked at the twists and turns full of clichés.

Seventeen years ago.

“…… I'm leaving. ”

At that time, he had been named the crown prince, he looked at his friend, who killed the prince, stabbed the prince, was eaten by the dragon qi of the world, and there was no cultivation in the body, the vitality was like a candle in the wind, and he would die soon, he was silent, and said:

"Stay here and I'll find you the best doctor."

The white-haired young man laughed, turned around, looked at him with disdain on his face, and said:

"Help your own brother-killer?"

"You...... Let's have a snack. ”

"You are much better than your brothers, Daqin has not settled down yet, Tubo, Huns, pretending to be grandsons, pretending to be grandsons, and finally beating harder."

"Temporary humiliation is not hindered, people in the world, and the history books are conclusive, just look at the results."

The voice fell silent.

The blue-shirted Confucian looked at him, exhaled, and said softly:

"After today, you and I won't have to see each other again."

"So far in my life, I am obsessed with the truth in the book, I have not yet appreciated the beauty of the world, and now I am dying, how much do I look at the scenery of this world, otherwise it is a pity?"

His voice paused slightly, and he shook his head and sighed, and said:

"However, I always feel that even if I live to be eighty years old, when I die, I will always regret it, I will regret it, like I haven't practiced martial arts, and I haven't confessed my heart to the girl I like......"

"But even if it's a pity, what's the use?"

"After all, I did make a very careful choice at that time, and at this point in my life, although I feel regretful, I will not have any regrets, and if I do it again, I will probably make the same choice."

"I hope you can too."

The prince at that time did not know how to respond to these words, but remembered that it seemed that they had been talking for a long time, and that the Confucian scholar was about to leave, and when he was leaving, he said to him:

"Don't send it, don't forget the three things you promised me."

“…… Under the three-foot yellow spring, I am waiting for your answer. ”

With a wave of his hand, he turned and walked outside, never looking back.

He stretched out his hand to keep it, but he couldn't open his mouth, he could only watch the figure go farther and farther, watch the blue shirt and white hair, gradually disappear, and watch the Longxi hero glaring at him coldly, holding the collar of the Confucian student, letting him struggle with his teeth and claws, and threw it on the horse's back, and drove the horse away.

He wanted to chase him out.

But this majestic dragon robe seemed to freeze his body, making him unable to move, so that he could only maintain the majesty that the crown prince should have, standing in the palace with his hands in his hands, watching his friends go away.

At that time, he really felt the cold distance.

The emperor looked in a trance, came back to his senses, looked at the twists and turns of his subordinates, what happened seventeen years ago, vividly remembered, and laughed in a low voice:

"Hey, three things ......"

"Let the people of the world be well fed, warmly clothed, and well lived."

"The one surnamed Wang...... Your tone is as loud as ever, and these are three things? ”

"It's like your best dish in the world."

"I really believe in your evil!"

PS: Second Update...... Well, Wang Anfeng's father's storyline began to lose ......

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