After a long time, Jin Shixing whispered: "But he is my father...... king"

"Your Highness refuses?" Xu Nuanyue smiled, "Your Highness would rather watch me die than fight the world for me?" ”

Jin Shixing was silent.

With his fists clenched tightly, he snorted, "Yueya, there must be another way...... Apart from assassinating my father and brother, we will definitely find another way out. Give me time, and I'll get you out!" ”

Xu Nuanyue watched him leave the cell, and raised her hand to smash all the rouge and other things on the makeup mirror table!

The eyes like autumn water, smudged scarlet, are clearly hateful tones, but they can appear at the end of the girl's eyes, but they are like peony petals, the national color is beautiful, and it is absolutely beautiful.

I don't know how long later, the third prince Jin Heng quietly appeared outside the cell.

He smiled, and it was difficult to hide the coveting meaning in his deep eyes, "Miss Yueya, I have done what you have told. On the day when the actual beheading is demonstrated, I will find a girl who is the same size as you, and arrange a human skin mask for her as your replacement. Everyone will think that you have been sacrificed to the flag, but who can know that you and I have already flown together? ”

Xu Nuanyue sat in the tent of hanging yarn, casually picking her nails, "There is the third prince of Lao." ”

Jin Heng coveted her appearance for a long time, and often took advantage of Jin Shi to wake up and not pay attention, and secretly accosted her.

She didn't want to deal with it, but Xiao Tingchen lost power, she lost the support behind her, and she could only rely on herself to take revenge.

She's just a weak woman, and she can't do anything.

She can only use her strength to instigate the brotherly relationship between Jin Shixing and Jin Heng, and even instigate their father-son relationship to achieve the goal of revenge.

Jin Heng lay on the iron fence, "Hehe, Miss Yueya and I will soon become husband and wife, why are you so polite?" ”

The sticky and greasy love words made Xu Nuanyue's eyebrows frown, and her eyes were full of disgust.

Just as he was about to send Jin Heng to get out of here, the girl suddenly had a new idea.

She opened the curtain tent, and smiled on her flowery and moon-looking face, "I suddenly remembered that I have never had a wine conversation with the third prince so far, if the third prince does not dislike it, Yueya is willing to talk with you in this cell at night, and sing about the wine." ”

The beauties invited, but Jin Heng couldn't hold it at all.

Impatiently, he stepped into the cell and sat down in his robe.

His eyes lingered over Xu Nuanyue's Shengxue appearance, and he smiled: "If you want to talk about girls, in fact, they are still good-looking girls from the Central Plains." My concubines are also considered to be the beauties of Beiliang, but they are not as beautiful as the Yueya girl combined......"

Xu Nuanyue was gentle and understanding, and personally rolled up her sleeves to pour wine for him.

The powder, hidden in the cocoon-colored nails, melted silently into the drink.

She picked up the wine cup and handed it to Jin Heng.

The bronze marigold wine, inlaid with green agate, is extremely ancient and luxurious.

Jin Heng hurriedly took the wine cup, and didn't forget to touch the back of Xu Nuanyue's hand.

"Your Highness, please."

Xu Nuanyue said softly.

"Okay, please, please ......" Jin Heng grinned, staring at her face salivating, raising his head and drinking it all.

The candle flame flickered.

The green agate reflects the girl's face.

She also gazed at the golden horizon.

smiled in a variety of ways, like a demon queen in a troubled country.

On the other side, Jin Shixing left the cell and was stopped by the maidservants in the palace, "Your Highness Eleven, the king is invited." ”

Tens of thousands of lights illuminate the entire palace like gilt, like the Nightless Heavenly Palace inlaid on the map of Beiliang.

Sheng songs are everywhere, and the nobles of Beiliang are drinking and having fun.

Jin Shixing stepped into the dormitory, but saw that the white jade was a brick and the wine was a pool, and his father was holding two beautiful women to drink.

"Father's ......"

He whispered.

The old man got up from the pool, tied a robe made of mink at will, and went deeper into the hall, "Come with me." ”

Jin Shixing followed in a daze.

The dormitory is deep, the white jade floor tiles can be seen, and the golden bead curtains can be vaguely rolled up, and the beautiful maids standing on both sides respectfully ask for peace.

Walking to the deepest part, Jin Shixing saw wine and delicacies on the low table.

There are several red lanterns in the style of the Central Plains hanging in the hall, and there is even a pair of big red couplets in the middle.

Jin Shixing was stunned, "Father? ”

Jin Lie cleaned his hands in the golden basin brought by the beautiful maid, and his tone was lazy: "The Spring Festival couplets written by you and me are not bad, right?" ”

Jin Shixing stared at the couplet.

The handwriting is very rough, but the power penetrates the back of the paper, and there is a wild beauty.

He nodded, "Not bad." ”

"When Lao Tzu was young, he was much more powerful than you. That year, I read 'Apricot Blossom Smoke and Rain Jiangnan' in the book, and I was fascinated for a while, and secretly went south to Jiangnan. Your mother was the premier flower girl in Jinling City, and she loved me so much that she couldn't give up, so she had you. Jin Lie chuckled, "Your mother is a scholar, I coaxed her to say that she wanted to settle in Jiangnan, but she believed it." When I have nothing to do, I always like to teach me to write and read. Lao Tzu couldn't write well, and she lost her temper with Lao Tzu. ”

Sixty-year-old man, squinting and reminiscing about the past.

Jin Shi has been back to Beiliang for so many years, and he has never seen such a gentle look on the old man's face.

He was dumbfounded: "Father, have you ever loved my mother?" ”

"Love?" Jin Lie smiled meaningfully, "Wake up, the last thing people like us can talk about is love." We can give many things, power, treasures, and beauties, but the only thing we can't give is love. ”

Candle flames.

Jin Shixing frowned, and always felt that the old man had a voice outside the strings.

Jin Lie sat down in his robe and drank the wine to himself, "What do you think, how about your third brother?" ”

"Tyrannical and unreasonable, advocating force. If he inherits the throne of Beiliang, he will definitely be expropriated and the people will be ruined. ”

Jin Lie laughed, "If you are as stupid as you are, you can also see the incompetence of that reckless man, let alone you and me?!" If he marches south, even if he conquers the Central Plains, he will not be able to rule that place, so—"

He suddenly put down the wine cup heavily, "Jin Shixing, Beiliang Throne, if you don't want it?!" ”

Jin Shixing was stunned.

It turned out that the heir that his father fancied turned out to be him......

Seeing Jin Shi in a daze, Jin Lie got up and proudly pointed to the ancient map hanging on the wall, "Everyone praises the Central Plains as a country of etiquette, silk, tea, musical instruments, Chinese characters, those things in the Central Plains are so beautiful that they make any alien heart move." But Jin Shi woke up, we have spices, leather, singing and dancing, sweat and blood in Beiliang...... Who dares to say that the desert lonely moon in Beiliang is not as good as the smoke and rain in the south of the Yangtze River in the Central Plains? ! Who dares to say that the fierce beauties of Beiliang are not as good as the deep boudoir fans of the Central Plains? ! ”

A sixty-year-old man with a hoarse and deep voice, but full of love for his home and country.

Jin Shixing stared at the map in a daze.

Jin Lie patted him on the shoulder, "Shi Xing, you are the only son recognized by Lao Tzu." Kill from Beiliang, conquer Daqi, annex southern Xinjiang, and occupy Xichan! I want the banner of Beiliang to appear in the royal capitals of all countries, and I want everyone to learn my Beiliang script and language! I want to have the opportunity to go to your mother's grave and offer her a cuckoo in my lifetime! Can you do it for your father?! ”