I actually knocked King Yan and my CP!

He Yuxuan: This is really shameless.

He rubbed his face, deeply feeling that Zhu Di's posture was unrestrained and reckless, and he had his own spontaneity.It's just that He Yuxuan never expected that the topic would turn in this direction, and the spontaneous helplessness swept over his whole body.

It turned out that it was such a subtle reason that King Yan paid attention to him, and even He Yuxuan's actions were exposed to surveillance.

"My lord, why don't you kill me?" He Yuxuan's soft and soft voice revealed a touch of confusion, "My existence is just an imperfect consequence to you. If you don't give me this chance, it will be normal. .”

Zhu Di casually turned his fingers, the cold light made people fascinated, and even this detail was perfectly displayed in the little black room, "Why should I kill you?"

Between you and me, He Yuxuan seemed to be talking about not a life, but trivial matters.

He Yuxuan pursed his lips, tilted his head and said, "No longer an eyesore?"

Zhu Di smiled lightly and said: "Daoyan's evaluation of you is correct. Zixu is indeed a person who neglects himself. If you threaten you with your life, it is better to take your master."

He Yuxuan muttered, "Why do you and the abbot say that?" He didn't feel that he underestimated his own life.

Zhu Di tapped the armrest with his fingertips, and the echo was extremely clear, "What use is it to me to kill you? Wouldn't it be better to let you play a bigger role... I don't believe that you are willing, and I don't believe that you are Zhong Yong and the like." Zhu Di is obviously a person who maximizes his interests, and He Yuxuan's keeping it is more useful than not keeping it, so why waste it for nothing?

Although He Yuxuan had no expression on his face, he was astonished as if someone had punctured his mind.

Should He Yuxuan regret it?

I have never regretted it, but if I want to say whether I am willing... He Yuxuan is not reconciled.

Even though he has been hardened by himself to wear away the original edges and corners, and he has restrained that impulsive arrogance into laziness and low-key, but after all, he has not really changed him completely.

If He Yuxuan was really willing and left Peiping long ago, why did he delay until the last day?

He Yuxuan sighed and laughed, and couldn't help shaking his head, "My lord, my lord, if you were willing to be so frank on weekdays, I'm afraid you would have already won the hearts of the people."

This is the same but different from the respect that King Yan won by force and resourcefulness. What He Yuxuan said is more like a kind of personality charm.

During the Three Kingdoms period, Liu Bei was the only one at the bottom of the three kingdoms of Wei, Shu and Wu, but he always firmly grasped the path of benevolence and righteousness, and became one of the final victors.

Even if the Kingdom of Shu only lasted for a few decades, it is undeniable that Liu Huangshu's charm played an important role.

Even if it is hypocritical benevolence, the mask can be disguised for a lifetime before it becomes real.

Zhu Di frowned, as if he didn't like what He Yuxuan said, but He Yuxuan didn't seem to notice that there was something wrong with the face opposite him, he shook his head in thought, and overturned what he just said, "But people are different, this is you, anyone They can’t be compared. If you change it forcibly, wouldn’t it mean that painting a tiger is not an anti-dog? I was talking nonsense just now.”

He Yuxuan shook his head, he was lying just now, the two are completely different.

A benevolent monarch is of course good, but Zhu Di is not bad either. The prosperity of the Ming Dynasty is not a lie... Of course, if this person's methods are not so brutal and bloody occasionally, that would be even better.

Zhu Di held back his breath, raised his eyebrows and looked at He Zixu who was sitting quietly opposite him, his firm words were just like the night when the army was raised, he talked calmly and eloquently.It makes people want to know even more... If one day he stands in the court with his arms folded, he will line up among the courtiers to point out the country and scold Fang Qiu.

A strange light flashed in Zhu Di's eyes.

How special.

Whenever He Yuxuan uttered such firm words, Zhu Di always felt happier than usual.

However... Zhu Di was not very satisfied.

He seemed sober but actually thought honestly, since He Yuxuan was loyal to him, why did he sit so far away?

Zhu Di pressed his hands on the table and leaned forward, his dark eyes stared at He Yuxuan, and the tight staring made He Yuxuan suddenly feel panicked by someone biting the back of his neck.Zhu Di looked like a giant hunting beast, while He Yuxuan was still a pitiful prey, almost cowering in the table and chair.

What's wrong with this grandpa!

He Yuxuan thought painfully, why is the remaining quarter of an hour so long?

"My lord, don't you feel that you are a little... emotional now?" He Yuxuan beat the side drum, trying to make Zhu Di realize that his current state is not right.

Zhu Di stood still, pondered for a while, and smiled faintly, "Zixu always thought I was a reserved and serious person?" He took the first step and bypassed the table.

Step by step, following the words, he gradually approached He Yuxuan.

"Who has no time to indulge?"

Hey.

"It's too much to worry about."

Hey.

"However, I do have the urge."

Hey.

What's wrong with Zhu Di wanting to get close to him, a newly recruited strategist?

He Yuxuan had already left the table and chair, and was pressed to the corner by Zhu Di's pressing step by step. There was no way to avoid it behind him. He Yuxuan couldn't help but be blinded.

Does Yan Wang's willful behavior include this kind of domineering boss?

He Yuxuan, who has already wandered hundreds of times in his fandom, really hates the word dong.

Not only wall thumping, but also floor thumping, sofa thumping, pond thumping, even bed thumping, ceiling thumping... What kind of messy thumping methods are these?

Give He Yuxuan a pen, and he can even describe one hundred and eight suitable places for "dong"!

He Yuxuan was thinking wildly, just to avoid letting himself think too much.Sure enough, he was still deeply abused by his colleagues. He Yuxuan sensed that his thoughts might slip into the abyss, so he quickly cut off the thoughts.

Only with a pure heart and no desires can one transcend the mundane world and be stable!

"What is Zixu thinking?"

When Zhu Di pronounced the word Zixu, he casually mixed it with a bit of solemnity, making it difficult to tell whether he was calling out on purpose or casually.

He Yuxuan looked at Zhu Di, who was a step away, and his heart froze, "I wonder if the lord has gone crazy tonight." He opened his mouth brazenly, "The lord is the most courteous, what on earth are you doing with this kind of oppressive attitude?" Already!"

He Yuxuan had a sad look on his face, as if Zhu Di's behavior had hurt him so much.

"You're right." Zhu Di pondered for a while, "I don't think it's quite right either."

"But you didn't say that we were dreaming. Dreams are so weird, aren't they?" The man in black justified his explanation, which seemed to make sense.

He Yuxuan learned from the painful experience, he was wrong, he should run around the table.

"My lord, you will regret it!" He Yuxuan really had no way out, the sealed wall was directly behind him, no matter how much he tried to escape, he couldn't escape anywhere.

Ahhhh, He Xiaoren crazily attacked the little black house in his heart!

Zhu Di looked at He Yuxuan thoughtfully, his brows and eyes seemed to be slightly sleepy, He Yuxuan only looked at him and said softly: "You are really good-looking."

He Yuxuan wanted to scratch his ears.

He seems to have tinnitus.

In the next instant, Zhu Di disappeared before He Yuxuan's eyes.

He Yuxuan's high-pitched heart instantly relaxed, and he couldn't help but slid down against the wall, feeling that his hands and feet were stiff.

"Little black house!"

He spoke almost word for word.

[The soothing effect is complete, please start reading, take a good rest, and see you later. 】

The speed of Xiaoheiwu's speech was doubled than before. I don't know how many times, and it fell silent after speaking quickly.

He Yuxuan leaned against the wall, stretched out his hand and rubbed the center of his brows, and couldn't help feeling scared.

He was still in a mess just now.

When Zhu Di first appeared, although He Yuxuan found out that he saw his colleagues, there was no need to be so flustered.

The prince is completely unaware of the little black house, so He Yuxuan can naturally reveal that he was also thrown there suddenly, and he can fool it in a logical way, instead of developing to the last...

He Yuxuan was at a loss for words, he couldn't understand Zhu Di's behavior in the end, although it was a frank conversation, but it was too frank.

He Yuxuan collapsed and crawled back to the table, and opened the fandom after lying down for a while.

This fanfic was just randomly thrown to the corner of the table by King Yan, it looked a little pitiful.He Yuxuan didn't have a good impression of it, and flipped through the fanfic, "Read it to me."

Even if He Yuxuan couldn't stand the vulgar voice today, he didn't want to watch it anymore.

A dull electronic sound sounded silently in the small black room.

……

He Yuxuan looked at the meager light outside the window, the gradually moving light scattered in the room, and the hazy light and shadow in the morning brushed the floor, leaving faint traces as if.

He sat quietly against the head of the bed for a while, then heaved a deep sigh, tidied up his mood, and quickly threw himself into the medicine.

Only medicine can make him happy!

He Yuxuan put on his clothes viciously, and decided to live in the pharmaceutical courtyard for a long time, and asked Brother Ying to come and inform him if there was anything to do.

Completely isolate yourself from the world, cultivate your health and cultivate your nature to be a good person.

And as early as half an hour ago.

Zhu Di opened his eyes, and the sound of practice outside the tent was very close at hand.

There are still a few tiny stars shining in the dark sky, which are the remnants of the night that do not want to be driven away by the morning.The breath of Ling Ran in winter swept over, and as soon as the quilt was lifted, even the warm temperature instantly cooled down.

Zhu Di stood up expressionlessly, dressed slowly, and walked to the tent door.

That thick material covers all the gaps.

Jun Ting's back stayed in front of the tent for a long time, and his almost inaudible words dissipated in the air, "Yesterday seems to have...a dream?"

But after waking up, she disappeared without a trace, leaving only faint ripples.

It seems to be a good dream, but also dreamed of... Zixu?Zhu Di couldn't remember the content of the dream clearly, and felt lost for some reason.

After a few breaths, he opened the tent door, and there was that cold Yan army commander again, with Daning City behind him.Daning's soldiers and horses were incorporated into the Yan Army, and King Ning had to obey Zhu Di.

Zhu Di's sharp eyes swept across the group of soldiers who were practicing, and there was a faint white mist in his breath.

It's time to go back to Peking.

The heartstrings were gently twitched, Zhu Di sank his eyes, and rubbed the wrench on his thumb thoughtfully.

He Yuxuan in the distance: Ha Qiu!

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Three thousand words update get

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Second more.

Isn't Zhu Di's dream completely forgotten... Barely hidden in the subconscious?

As soon as I recall it, I am very familiar with it.

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…I’m crazy to walk Yuelu Mountain in high heels, jio hurts so much.