your country my king

Whatever you want, I'll do

If it is said that 500 years of practice can be exchanged for a look back, then I have been praying for thousands of years before the Buddha?

The ancient Buddha of Qingdeng, Bodhi Tathagata, love and hate in the world of mortals are like that rootless duckweed, and I, looking for it in a hurry in the previous life.

You said you like to see me smile, so I put on a smiling mask.

You said that I look good with long hair, so I have three thousand hairs.

You said that you want to be above the world, so I would rather betray him than risk everything to win the world for you.

Why?Because, you like it.

Even if the fireworks are scattered with the wind, and the tea is cool for that person, what's the problem?

--cicada

The palace banquet was as lively as ever, but he was sitting alone in the imperial garden.

Tonight, the king added a new concubine.

The heavy and gorgeous palace clothes can't hide his elegance and indifference, the smile on his lips is still there, but his bright eyes are slightly drunk from drinking, his long dark blue hair has been taken care of, and it becomes extremely smooth, under the gentle breeze. , Covering his sorrow just right.The sound of silk and bamboo lingered in my ears, but with the help of the cool wind, the pain was piercing.

"I can't see the moon..."

Muttering to himself, he raised his head, the fog blocked his sight, but the pavilions were so distinct.

"Sister Beauty, are you sad?"

The crisp voice restored his composure, and standing in front of him was a girl in a white dress.

"Girl, the truth is not a woman." He smiled gently, not caring about the girl's misidentification.

The girl opened her eyes wide.The truth? "You are the legendary prime minister? You really have a gentle temper." At first, she was just thinking about it, but for some reason, the words came out of her mind, knowing that she had made a slip of the tongue, the girl quickly covered her mouth and looked at him innocently.

"Ha ha……"

A light smile overflowed from the corner of her lips, such a pure woman is really rare in the palace.

Seeing him smile, the girl also relaxed and tilted her head, a little confused: "Beauty brother, the new concubine's banquet, why did you come to the imperial garden?"

He chuckled lightly and said, "That's all. You're a girl, why did you appear here?"

"I sneaked out." Sticking out her tongue, she blinked, "Don't tell Brother Wang."

At the end, she said to herself: "But, you don't know who I am, do you?"

Brother Wang? "It's a pity." He smiled slightly, "But the king's only sister, Princess Jing?"

Although it was still dim, it was not difficult to see that the appearance of the girl in front of him was three points similar to Wang's, and he couldn't help feeling a little cordial.

A trace of panic flashed in Jing's eyes.

Everyone in the world knows that the king is closer to the prime minister than the monarch and his ministers, and his loyalty to the king is also... If he knows, then brother Wang will definitely know! "I'm not some princess Jing! It's just a wild girl..."

His righteous words became weaker and weaker under his water-like gaze, until they were barely audible.

"Anyway, anyway, don't tell Brother Wang!" Finally, Jing widened her eyes and said something imposingly.

"Oh? Gu doesn't know yet, and there is something that Cicada doesn't want to tell Gu."

An icy voice came from behind, Jing stiffened her body, and pulled out a smile: "Oh hehehe, Wang, Brother Wang... are you here?"

The smile in his eyes was even bigger, and his starry eyes were stained with a little light: "Li, why do you care?"

Rubbing Jing's head, Jing retracted behind him, with his protection, Jing suddenly felt that the pressure around her was much less, and muttered "Beauty brother is the best" and hid behind him.

"Jing girl, Li didn't mean to blame you." Patting Jing's shoulder reassuringly, he looked at Wang, "Li, Jing girl, he..."

"Jing, go to the banquet, Gu... I don't mean to blame you."

Joy burst out of Jing's eyes, and he rushed to the distance like flying.The pressure that brother Wang put on her is very serious every time.

The wind is clear and the moon is bright, the willow smoke is light and dusty.

When he met those cold eyes again, his heart was painfully clear.

"Before congratulating the king and accepting a new concubine, it's the minister's fault."

The one who accepts the new concubine is not Li, but the king; the one who congratulates is not him, but the minister.

"Then why aren't you at the banquet?"

The cold gaze made his breathing stagnant, and through the eyes, he could see the heart.

The corners of his lips curled into a perfect arc, and he said, "It's just too stuffy... don't you think so?"

"A few times ago, why didn't you get bored?" Taking a step forward, Wang just stared into his eyes.Prime Minister Wang, today is too strange.

Why not bored?He also wanted to know.

A scar can be endured, but it's just a pain on the skin. It's just hits repeatedly, like a sword piercing the heart. He is not a god if he has to continue to endure the wound to pieces.Skin wounds can heal on their own, but how can piercing pain heal?

He has already reached that limit...

"I don't know. Maybe it's because there are too many things to worry about recently."

He avoided Wang's gaze, and still smiled lightly. For some reason, Wang actually saw bitterness from it.

The deep eyes finally moved away, and Wang followed his words: "Don't be too tired..."

Why didn't you continue to ask?As long as the king thinks, he will definitely tell himself the answer.

However, looking at those eyes that moved away, Wang suddenly felt that the answer was definitely not what he wanted to hear—at least for now.

"Then, thank you very much." There was still a shallow smile on his face, only he knew the helplessness in his heart.Sure enough?No matter what, he will be by Wang's side, a word of concern is enough.

"If you feel unwell, go back first."

Wang glanced at him lightly, his tone was still cold, but it was not difficult to hear the concern in it.

"Yes."

Smiling and turning around, he heard a voice behind him: "Jiuqing, you are the only one in this world, you must not betray Gu." Whether it is Jiuqing or the cicada, they all belong to the king, and the king is the least likely to betray.

"Your Majesty, I swear to the death that I will not betray you."

I have lost my heart, so why talk about betrayal?The smile on his lips became more and more obvious, and he quickened his pace.

The night was so deep, so quiet.

In the prime minister's mansion, a residual lamp was still there, and his figure was printed on the paper window.

The attendant brought a cup of tea as usual, but he didn't retreat, but just stood beside him quietly: "My lord, the one on the other side of the ocean is about to start acting."

His eyes are as clear as snow, but they are also extremely cold. They are obviously gentle, but under the floating mist, they are covered with deep frost. "Mo, from today on, follow me."

Zhong Limo, his confidant, was also brought over from his elder brother.

"Yes." Mo nodded slightly, "No accident, that person will definitely visit within three days."

That old fox played a good game of chess, and even he was afraid of it.

He smiled suddenly, thinking of the dots of stars, the occasional flashes of light in the clouds and mist, so charming and so rare.After a while, the laughter stopped abruptly, and he raised his chin slightly, with some amusement in his voice: "No accident..."

Mo knelt down on one knee, lowered his head, and said in a deep voice: "This subordinate takes orders."

No accident... Then, how about creating a little accident?

"Three months." He closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he returned to his usual gentle and elegant look, "Mo, I am, I believe in you."

Mo said again in a deep voice: "This subordinate takes orders."

When he was about to retreat, Mo heard a voice from above that seemed to be floating in the clouds: "Don't worry, three months is enough."

Mo froze his body, suppressed the slight worry on his face, and exited respectfully, but there was still uncertainty in his heart.The emperor has come, and the identity of the master may be difficult to conceal, but unfortunately, the arrival of the emperor cannot be prevented!

"Three months..." Looking up at the starry sky, someone's shadow seemed to appear, he sighed lowly, with an indelible indifference between his brows, "Do your best. Even if it's for your brother, that's fine."

The west……

Like a medieval castle, the heavy tones make the palace at dusk have a creepy and weird atmosphere.

A shadow shrouded the throne, and the man's complexion was slightly pale. While exuding an aristocratic aura, it gave people a sense of oppression that could not breathe.

"His Majesty, We find him in the Eastern." (Your Majesty, we found him in the East.)

The man tapped the throne lightly with his slender fingers, and opened his eyes, which were slightly blood-colored.

"Areyousure" (The message is correct?)

The person kneeling on one knee lowered his head lower, sweating involuntarily, restraining his beating heart, and quickly said: "Yes." (Yes.)

"Threedays, I get there, or youdie." (Three days, I get there, or you die.)

"Yes." (Yes.)

With the cold sweat still constantly breaking out, the person sitting down bowed his body, lowered his head, not daring to look at the man's face, and retreated step by step.Fortunately, still alive...

There was a bloodthirsty light in the emperor's eyes, he stuck out his tongue, licked his lips lightly, and suddenly laughed, like a child who found his favorite toy, yes, he found it, his favorite toy.

Cicada, long time no see, do you remember me?Bring me a meeting gift that is enough to make me excited... It's been ten years since we played a game of chess, right?

Hehe... only you can give me the person I want, so seeing you looking so stable, I suddenly feel a little unhappy...

I believe you must be very interested, right?Look at Jiangshan and beauties, which one will he choose?

Anyway, I'm looking forward to it...

The light and shadow outlined the handsome side face of the emperor, but it was annihilated by the bright red strands of thought at the fingertips.

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