Emperor of the Dynasty + Spoiler

"not regret."

"Not afraid?"

"Not afraid."

She thought her father would be furious, but after hearing what she said, her father burst out laughing, "Okay, okay! Shit."

"My son is here."

"Do you know—why did your father give you the emperor character?"

"My son doesn't know."

She really didn't know that when she was very young, her concubine mother touched her head and said with tears in her eyes that her life was difficult, but she didn't understand what it meant to be difficult.Later, when she grew up a bit, she seemed to understand something, but also seemed to understand more.She is just a princess. Before her mother and concubine gave birth to her, she was only a small talented person, not even a concubine. However, her father and king gave her the emperor's character, "壡", Murong Xun, hearing her The people who gave the name half shook their heads and half enviously said, her name is too good, too big, the concubine mother said that her life was rough and difficult, and the blame came to her name later, she had heard old people say that children The name can't be too big, otherwise it won't be able to bear the implication, and it is easy to die young, but she grew up to 13 years old in peace, she thought, ghosts, ghosts and gods are all figments of the world after all, the theory of life and death, is it because of Can a name be enough? !

"When you were born, you were peaceful and unremarkable. You didn't bring the blessings of Qin Jun's triumph to the orphan like your eldest brother, nor did you bring good weather to Daqin like your second brother. Except that you are an orphan child and the princess of the Qin Kingdom You are ordinary and have nothing." Her father's eyes were bloodthirsty, "But apart from you, there is no child who can be as lonely as you want. The first son is warlike and brave, and the second son is cowardly by nature. Only you , like an orphan, most like an orphan." Her father seemed to have remembered something from a long time ago, and his voice lowered a little, "In the past, the Qin court was in chaos, and I was born alone as the eldest son, the prince, the successor There is no hope, and he was exiled for fifteen years, and suffered all kinds of blind eyes and torture, but Gu finally came back, returned to the capital, stepped on blood, and regained the glory of Gu. You're the same as Gu, everything No, everything will be lost. This is fate, but if you don’t believe in fate, you can’t believe in fate. You have to be strict and do nothing, and I will give it to you—after that, I will never care about you again, and you will go to the most bitter and cold place in Qin State , suffered all kinds of tortures and setbacks, if you can come back with your own ability like an orphan, the capital you returned to, this world will be yours. If you can’t come back, then you can be a deposed person there with peace of mind Princess..." Her father sneered, and looked down at her with mocking eyes, "Live to the end of your life, with Yan Wuwei, your so-called love, who is in your heart, live, and after a hundred years, turn into a huang huang Scholar, oh no—maybe ten or twenty years later, it will be turned into yellow dust, let the wind blow away."

——Turn into yellow soil and let the wind blow away!

She woke up suddenly, her father's gloomy voice still remained in her ears, but what caught her eyes was Yan Wuwei's magnified face, "Your Majesty?" Yan Wuwei put on a fleece coat for her, and said softly , "Have a nightmare?"

Murong Yan shook his head, regained his senses, "What time is it now?"

"It's two o'clock."

"It's so late?" Murong Xun sat up, "How did I fall asleep?"

Yan Wuwei said, "I also want to ask the king why he fell asleep on the chair. There is a bed in the room, but he wants to sleep here. What if he gets a cold?"

"I don't blame you." Murong Yan glared at Yan Wuwei coquettishly, "You haven't returned for a long time, how can I sleep alone?"

"Well——" Yan Wuwei said seriously, "That's my fault, it's just my king, just now you were lying on the table... and you didn't fall asleep?"

"……No."

"Oh, so the king didn't wake up from a nightmare?"

"Master Xiangguo." Murong He said with a straight face, expressionless, "I hope you can be quiet."

"What kind of quiet?"

"Shut up and be quiet."

"So that's it." Yan Wuwei nodded and said, "But at night, the king wants the minister to open his mouth and say something the king likes to hear, and he is not allowed to be 'quiet', the king, tell me, the minister is worthy of the country, can you Tired?"

"..." Murong's face was sullen, but her ears turned red, because Yan Wuwei's witty words swept away the gloom from that dream just now, "Xiang, Xiangguo is so eloquent, lonely... Admit defeat."

Hearing this, Yan Wuwei bent down and hugged Murong Yan from the chair by the waist, and Murong Yan wrapped his hands around Yan Wuwei's neck in shock, "What...what are you doing?"

Yan Wuwei smiled softly, and walked towards the inner bed with Murong Yu in his arms, "The king praised my courtier's eloquence, I think I should repay him."

"Repay, repay?" Murong Yan became nervous all of a sudden, "You, what do you want..." Repay?

Yan Wuwei's seductive smile, without saying a word, made Murong's whole face flush with embarrassment, his heart was pounding, and the rhythm was completely out of order.