we can't stop

After a stalemate like this for a long time, Yang Gongjin finally came to Han Shao's side and slowly unsheathed the dagger.

This face that has been lingering in nightmares for many years, with its eyes closed, is too fragile to be vulnerable.

When he closed his eyes, he was about to raise a knife and fall——

"Respectfully." Lu Yuan suddenly called out to him, "In the spring of next year, we will fight for our country, right?"

Yang Gongjin's wrist trembled.

"A lowly man has his own rewards," Lu Yuan said softly, "I don't want to kill him anymore. Why should I pay for my hard-fought restarted life for him?"

bang.

The thin blade fell to the snow.

The wind and snow stopped suddenly, and the clouds opened to see the moon.

Yingyue's blade reflected Yang Gongjin's blank face.

"My lord! The escort is late!"

The two looked up together, and it turned out that Han Shao's bodyguards had encountered the attack on He Butcher Chen Mingjuancheng King, and brought the soldiers back.

When the guard saw Yang Gongjin, he was so surprised that he stuttered: "Yang, Mr. Yang...you, you..."

Yang Gongjin suddenly felt that life was really an absurdity, he was persistent in hatred for so long, but when he was about to succeed in the end, it was hard to get started.

It wasn't because he was willing to drink the pain of the past, but because he suddenly thought of everything he had now, with a dagger down, the old things will be gone, and the future will become false.

When he escaped from that hell of lust, his greatest wish was to restart his shattered life.

What Lu Yuan said is right, why bother to lose the hard-earned future for such a person?

Not long ago, he won the Tanhua competition in the national competition, and he was paraded in the street in a high-end horse costume, and there were applause and envy everywhere.There is a partner who is willing to vent his anger for him, and someone who is willing to take him to heart.

Spring hates autumn sorrow, mediocrity.What qualifications does he have to say that he is sad like this?

Han Shao was immediately transported to the carriage by He Tuhu and his men. Lu Yuan became familiar with He Tuhu during the training phase of the national competition.

Yang Gongjin raised his eyes, smiled relievedly, and was about to speak when the guard finally choked out a sentence: "This man... chased the carriage just now, I think he is your acquaintance..."

A man was brought up before his eyes, and the scene of being beaten was comparable to that of Han Shao, but his mind was still clear, and he murmured: "Respect..."

Yang Gongjin: "..."

Dressed luxuriously, handsome, in his early twenties, wandering the streets in the middle of the night.

He finally understood what the group of people meant when they said "beat both of them".

Viscous blood flowed into the corners of the eyes along the brow bone, Yin Zhengqi narrowed his eyes uncomfortably, and immediately opened them again, unwilling to let Yang Gongjin leave his sight for a moment.

Yang Gongjin sighed softly, and found his hand that couldn't be lifted under his torn sleeve.

With two cold hands lightly folded together, he lowered his head, kissed the trembling eyelashes, and said, "Go back."

After all, Han Shao is a nobleman of the royal family and He Tuhu's nephew, so he was quickly sent back to Bieyuan to be treated by the imperial doctor.Yin Zhengqi described it as terrifying, but the injuries were relatively minor. He Tuhu ordered his subordinates to treat the wounded briefly, and specially allocated a carriage to take them back to the palace.

All the cushions on the carriage were used by the precious King Juancheng, and the back of Yin Zhengqi's head kept hitting the seat up and down as he traveled.

Yang Gongjin let him rest on his leg, touched his forehead, felt the cold sweat on his hand.His heart suddenly became very soft, and his voice softened, "Idiot, why are you chasing me here? Are you a living target?"

Yin Zhengqi still had the dead-headed expression that went all the way to the dark, but at the moment it looked extremely pleasing to the eye.

He opened his mouth, moved the corner of his cracked lips, and made a small hiss.

Yang Gongjin knew that he must also be extremely embarrassed.He has always hated showing weakness to others, and he always wants to be glamorous.I was hurt so deeply that I forced myself to put on a shell.

A lock of hair fell in front of his eyes, and he shook his head lightly, but couldn't get the lock of hair away.

Why hide yourself in a shell anymore?The two embarrassed people leaned together, isolated from the cold wind and heavy snow, and absorbed each other's warmth.Isn't that good?

He directly skipped the stage of mutual confession, and asked the person in his arms: "Idiot, what will you do if you move on from now on?"

Yin Zhengqi hesitated: "Hmm..."

This idiot is actually imagining what it would be like to have a relationship with someone else?

Yang Gongjin felt his hand was itchy, and a slap was about to hit him, the idiot said in time: "Gongjin, you know that we have a kind of Gu in Nanban, which is divided into two parts, the son and the mother, and the son Gu is planted on me, if I treat you Not good, you can use the mother Gu to kill me."

Yang Gongjin couldn't laugh or cry: "Are you really a Southern barbarian? From the Five Poisons Sect?"

He did mention before that his mother is the saintess of the Five Poison Sect, but whether it is the Five Poison Sect or the Gu poison, it is really too mysterious. Yang Gongjin only thinks that he is full of horses, is it true?

Yin Zhengqi stared at him with bright eyes: "When have I lied to you? My mother is a saintess of the Five Poison Sect, and my father is..." He thought hard, and spoke a long name in Nanman language.

"Who?"

"I don't know. My mother said that my father was still the crown prince when he was with her... But he stopped being the crown prince later on. He didn't come to see my mother, and he didn't take her back. She stayed in the Five Poisons Sect..."

Yang Gongjin opened his eyes wide.

What used to be a prince?This guy's own father...is actually the King of the Southern Barbarians?

God, how many strange people are harbored in Wei's cold palace?

When I returned to the small courtyard of the Leng Palace, Xie Jiahang was the only one in the courtyard alone in the mid-night wind and snow.His room was lighted, but he was outside polishing his ring by a dim oil lamp.

Yang Gongjin helped Yin Zhengqi walk in, he raised his head and smiled: "Are you back?"

Yang Gongjin was about to speak when he saw a person who should never be in the cold palace at this moment come out of the small kitchen, holding a bowl of steaming gnocchi.Seeing them supporting each other, they even smiled like Xie Jiahang: "Are you back?"

"..."

Yin Zhengqi's legs gave way, and Yang Gongjin quickly supported his body.

Han Xiu waved his hand amusedly: "Excuse me." He glanced at Yin Zhengqi up and down, "Mr. Yin seems to be seriously injured? Do you want to call the imperial doctor to see?"

Yang Gongjin stepped back subconsciously, and said with a smile: "Thank you for your kindness, Li Rui is a Chinese medicine doctor, just let him take a look..."

"Just tell me what medicine you need."

"Thank you, Your Majesty Ron!"

Yang Gongjin supported Yin Zhengqi, who was almost kneeling on the ground, and fled into Li Rui's room, wondering why the yard was so quiet tonight, and the group of guys who couldn't rest stayed in their room one by one without leaving the door.

The Great Wei Emperor unexpectedly ran to the cold palace late at night, who would dare to make a mistake?

Thunder, rain and dew are all the favor of the king, but the favor of the king is not so easy to bear.

Li Rui didn't have much ready-made wound medicine in his hand, and it could last for a day or two at most.Despite Han Xiu's generous promise, Yang Gongjin still didn't dare to make an inch, and planned to go out of the palace the next day to grab the medicine himself.

Who knew that the next day when he went out to wash his bandages and change dressings for Yin Zhengqi, he saw the gate of the Lenggong courtyard wide open, and a group of court ladies lined up in a long line, and Tingting bowed to him: "Mr. Yang, please take these medicines and supplements." You accept it."

Yang Gongjin: "..."

Shao Jinqi came out of the water room while wiping his face, speechless at the battle.Li Rui opened the boxes in their hands one by one like a hardworking bee, and couldn't help but admire: "Fuck...fuck, bastard! So generous? These medicinal materials can hang the living dead, Yin Zhengqi is just a little It's just an injury, what kind of bedside wind did Xie Jiahang give His Majesty?"

Before the words were finished, another team of craftsmen drove over to build roof trusses and ladders, painted whitewashed, tiled tiles, glazed glazed, and repaired the buildings that had been in disrepair for a long time.

The dark clouds in the winter morning are gradually penetrated by the sun, and the newly installed roof is shining golden towards the sun.

Yang Gongjin asked the leading maid: "Where is Xie Jiahang?"

The palace maid said respectfully: "Young Master Xie was summoned to His Majesty's bedroom before dawn, and His Majesty ordered that it will not be early today."

Yang Gongjin: "..."

From then on, the king didn't go to court early, why didn't he see that Han Xiu had the potential to be a foolish king before?

wrong.Maybe it should be... Xie Jiahang has the potential to be a witch for the country?

Yang Gongjin thought too much this time.

Xie Jiahang is currently in the side hall of Han Xiu's bedroom, working with He Tuhu, Pan Feng and others to deal with the riot that happened on Xuchang Long Street last night.

...to be precise, two.

Han Xiu's close servant, the eunuch, wanted to attack the emperor's chariot because of his fornication with a Nanman spy who pretended to be an envoy from Xiliang.While arresting the spies of the Nanman, they accidentally ran into the rioters who tried to "assassinate" Juancheng King Han Shao.

Overnight, Xuchang City experienced two blockades and lifting of the ban, and all the chaos ended cleanly before sunrise.When pedestrians appeared on the street again, and before the shops opened and the people worked, everything was gone.

He Tuhu was dressed in black armor, the surface of the iron armor was still stained with mottled blood, exuding a cold air.He offered a box with both hands: "Here is the head of the traitor, please take a look at it, Your Majesty."

Before opening the box cover, Han Xiu gave Xie Jiahang a sideways glance: "You lower your head."

Xie Jiahang glanced at Han Xiu's face from the corner of his eye and opened a small gap in the box without changing his expression. His gaze passed by as if there was nowhere, and then he closed it, saying: "General He has done a great job in escorting you. I will reward you a lot." .”

Pan Feng said: "Your Majesty, the thugs who assassinated King Juancheng have been caught. After interrogation by humble officials, most of them are jobless people in Xuchang City, and there is no sign of collusion with Xiliang Nanman."

I don't know who was entrusted with the arrest. I hope that the people in the cold palace will not be confessed.Xie Jiahang kept his eyes on his nose, his nose and his heart, and put himself in a high regard that it had nothing to do with him.

Unexpectedly, Han Xiu suddenly called his name from the air, and asked with a half-smile, "Why is the king of cards so nervous?"

Xie Jiahang: "..." This kind of guilty feeling of not handing in homework secretly and being called up by the class teacher suddenly.

Pan Feng and He Tuhu cast their gazes from both sides.

He Tuhu said: "Your Majesty, among the thugs who attacked the prince last night, it seems that some people are well-trained. They are not like ordinary hooligans, but more like..."

It's fine for ordinary gangsters in Xuchang, but it will be a big deal if Yang Shuhui uses private soldiers from the North to beat Han Shao violently!

"Cough... cough cough!" Xie Jiahang coughed heavily, interrupting his words.