ugly queen

In the first year of Beixin, in the winter, Xiangshang City was breached, and King Zhou of Beixin did not know where to end. Zhang Yan just received the news, but before he could be happy, Zhou unexpectedly broke into his main hall like a madman, and pointed a sword at him. , Burning with anger, said, "Zhang Yan, why didn't you listen to the widow's order and send troops to rescue?"

Zhang Yan looked at him unkindly, gently lifted the tip of the sword with his fingers, and said, "The king himself doesn't care about the capital, if I send troops to help, what will the king think of me as an accomplice of the coalition forces of the princes?"

"What do you mean?" Zhou Jing didn't bring many people with him when he came out this time. He realized that Beixin's crumbling court was in danger, so he brought people out. He escaped, but he still had hope for Zhang Yan. , Zhang Yan saved him, and Zhang Yan came to him like a god when he was most afraid.

The good ministers of the Zhang family for generations were severely suppressed during the period of King Hui. The family was defeated, some died, and some were scattered. Zhang Yan’s original square inch of land was the one that the Zhang family had won before. In his previous life, Zhang Yan vowed to die. Allegiance to the emperor is his faith. If he wants to be loyal, he has already done it, and he has taken a life. In this life, he has his own territory, his own army, and his own granary for residents. He and Xinchao, The two do not owe each other.

So at first Zhou was very tolerant of Zhang Yan’s request, and readily agreed. This time he only came to look for him when he left the palace. Xiangshang City would be attacked sooner or later. With Zhang Yan here, he would feel that everything would be fine again. However, Zhang Yan dared to disobey his order and stood still.

Zhang Yan knew that there was a disaster in Xiangshang City this year. In his previous life, Zhou did not come, but he also sent troops to rescue. At that time, with the help of the court, his troops were much stronger than they are now. It took some effort to deal with the coalition forces, but he also relieved Xiangshang. The city was in danger, and later he became the biggest hero around Zhou Jing, and Mining's status gradually rose.

The reason why Zhang Yan did not move this time was because he was waiting for an opportunity. Xiangshang City was breached, Beixin was declared dead, princes from all over the country rose up one after another, and the world was in chaos. It was a matter of time. He just let him advance.

Zhang Yan was waiting for this opportunity. He had been waiting for a long time, and this moment finally arrived.

He leaned closer to Zhou Jing, with a gruff face full of grin, he said, "Xiangshang City is destroyed, Beixin is destroyed, Your Majesty, it's better not to act rashly."

"Zhang Yan, what do you mean? You want to rebel?" Zhou actually looked at him with his neck straightened. In his impression, the Zhang family had never been rebellious.

"Your Majesty is joking, how dare I rebel?" Zhang Yan shook his finger. He was standing next to Zhou Jing. With a crisp sound, the corner of Zhang Yan's mouth slanted slightly, glanced at the sword on the ground, and said, "The king's city is forced, and I must protect the king's safety."

Zhou Jing looked sullen, stared at him fiercely, and gritted his teeth, "Zhang Yan, how dare you."

Zhang Yan glanced at him disdainfully, and told the cronies beside him, "Come on, please go back, the king, please treat me well, don't neglect."

Several people did not change their faces, and respectfully invited Zhou Jing.

Zhou unexpectedly looked downcast for a while, he moved his head, and suddenly caught sight of Murong Yan's figure accidentally, he remembered, and there was Murong Yan, that prince.

The corners of his mouth turned up, his eyes were filled with ice, and he said with a sneer, "The Zhang family has been loyal and good for generations, and you are a traitor."

As soon as this remark came out, Zhang Yan's face turned livid, and his eyes were wide open. He suppressed his anger and shouted at Zhou Jing, "Your Majesty's ability to frame crimes is really getting better and better."

Murong Yan was getting closer and closer, and Zhou Jing looked at that figure out of the corner of his eyes. Before he stepped into the main hall and was lifting his feet, he looked up at Zhang Yan and said with a smile, "The first prince of the Yang clan, Zhang Yan Hou Ye's wife has a great background."

Murong Yan, who was stepping into the hall, stiffened his long legs and backed away. He looked at Zhang Yan fixedly, without saying a word.

Zhang Yan frowned, and looked at him with a bad expression, "I don't understand what the king said."

Zhou Jing gave a sinister smile, turned around and left, "The widow has to ask Lord Hou to take care of her."

When they passed by Murong Yan, the two looked at each other, and Zhou actually showed a triumphant smile.

Murong Yan looked at him with cold eyes, Zhou Jing left suddenly, and instantly became a tool in the hands of others from a high-ranking king, Zhou Jing's mood can be imagined, since Zhang Yan wants to cooperate with the emperor and use him, Then be good to each other.

Murong Yan stood at the entrance of the main hall in a daze, neither advancing nor retreating, Zhang Yan looked at him, and the two just stared at each other, stalemate.

"Why are you in a daze?" Seeing him standing blankly at the door without entering, Zhang Yan walked over to hold him, still smiling brightly as before, with the love in his eyes clearly visible, even his movements were still so gentle.

"Blowing cold air here in such a cold day, what should I do if I catch the wind and chill? How can such a big man always ignore himself?" Zhang Yan kept thinking about it, and stuffed Murong Yan into the chair, which was covered with a warm cushion Zhang Yan also took the heater from Xiong Xin's hand and stuffed it into his arms for him to hold. Murong Yan usually doesn't like to use the heater and prepares it every day, but Murong Yan always It was Xiong Xin who let Zhang Yan not pay attention.

Murong Yan was worried, he looked at Zhang Yan cautiously, the man was half lying on his lap, the heater was stuffed into his hands, his hands were covering his hands, and he was looking up at him.

"What Zhou actually said...do you believe it?" Murong Yan asked cautiously.

"I believe you." Zhang Yan said without hesitation, "You are my wife, why should I trust him or not you?"

Murong Yan was indescribably moved, he pursed his lips, his deep eyes became deeper and deeper, looking at Zhang Yan's trusting eyes, he said softly, "What if, I really am?"

He could clearly feel his lips trembling when he said this.The face pretended to be calm, and the color of the scars on the face that had gradually faded became darker again, but the gully in the middle that looked like a black thread was gone.

Zhang Yan was half-kneeling and looking up at him, his eyes were dark and shiny, Murong Yan could clearly see himself in those eyes, and there was only him in those eyes.

He tightened his hand holding the stove, Zhang Yan could clearly feel his tension, and he thought to himself, don't say it, don't say it.He had made various assumptions about Murong Yan's identity in his mind, but none of them was Prince Yang, which was too bold and unbelievable.

However, looking closely at Murong Yan's appearance, his deep eyes and protruding eyebrows, he really does not look like a native of the Central Plains.But his soft and slender outline is not as stiff as the foreigners. The Yang people have sharp outlines and deep facial features, like sculptures. They are born brave and are easy to distinguish from the Central Plains people.

But Murong Yan was obviously a combination of the two, Zhang Yan stretched out his hand to caress Murong Yan's cheek, and said, "You look so good-looking."

Murong Yan was startled, and said, "Very ugly."

Zhang Yan shook his head, "You don't look like a Han Chinese."

Murong Yan looked at him, took a deep breath secretly, and said, "Zhang Yan, Zhou Jing is indeed wrong, I am not the crown prince of the Yang clan."

After a pause, Zhang Yan was about to breathe a sigh of relief, when Murong Yan continued, "But I am indeed from the Yang tribe."

He looked at Zhang Yan, "In terms of blood, Fu Qingrong is indeed my father."

Zhang Yan stared at him blankly and said nothing for a long time.