The sand sculpture emperor fell in love with me

A cold light flashed extremely quickly in front of his eyes.

Lu Anxiang only had time to push Lu Yinghao aside who was still in a daze, and when he looked back, the assassin pointed at the shining sword and came straight for his face!

Wen Renfu stretched out his hand and pulled Lu Anxiang to his side, the sword energy slashed across his cheek, leaving a bloodstain.

"Are you stupid? They are coming after you!" Wen Renfu shouted.

With a roar, Tang Jiushen charged forward with his sword in hand, and wrestled with the assassin, protecting his siblings who couldn't kung fu behind him.

"No," Lu Anxiang came back to his senses, "Didn't you say you were going to drug your brother..."

Wen Renfu looked at him helplessly, "It's this time, what kind of medicine do you give..."

Before he finished speaking, Tang Jiushen's shout came over in a hurry.

"Your Majesty! Lord Lu! Beware of cold arrows!"

A gust of wind came from behind, and Lu Anxiang was pushed away without turning his head. Out of the corner of his eye, he only caught a glimpse of a dark arrow passing quickly.

"Puchi-"

The arrow sank into the body.

Blood color instantly filled the dark night.

"Damn it! There's another one!"

Tang Jiushen abruptly pulled out the sword that had penetrated into the assassin's belly, turned around and shook his hand, the long sword sank into the darkness above the treetops, and then the man in black fell in response, losing his breath.

"Wear, hear people's Fu...?"

The arrow pierced his chest, and the dark yellow robe was covered with sticky blood, which fell to the ground bit by bit along the satin corner, like a blossoming broken crabapple.

"Wen Renfu! Are you stupid!" Lu Anxiang rushed up like crazy, catching the slowly falling man, "Why are they coming after me? You are their target! !"

As the summer heat reached its peak, a torrential downpour poured down.

The begonia, which was still on the branch the night before, lost its spirit in a blink of an eye, and fell on the muddy ground, allowing pedestrians to come and go and step on it wantonly.

Eunuch Jin sent the imperial physician away, saw Lu Anxiang leaning on the corridor in front of the hall, lost in thought, just about to go up to chat for a few words, but saw Wen Renyin who was walking up gesturing with him, so he quietly backed away.

"Lord Lu?" Wen Renyin stretched out his hand and shook it in front of him.

"Oh, Fourth Prince." Lu Anxiang regained his composure and saw the ceremony with a grim expression.

"How long has Mr. Lu stayed in the palace?" Wen Ren sighed, "It's impossible not to think about tea and rice, it's too bad for your body."

Lu Anxiang raised his lips and smiled, "It's okay, I know what's going on."

"Your Majesty Lu just doesn't count." Wen Renyin shook his head, "Brother Huang is just in a coma, and the imperial doctor also said that he has been overworked these days, and the wound is deeply stabbed. , Brother Huang didn't wake up, Lord Lu must faint first."

Lu Anxiang was slightly taken aback, and lowered his eyes, "The injury of His Majesty was caused by me. If it wasn't for protecting me, Your Majesty would not have to suffer."

Wen Renyin laughed when he heard it, "It's like something the emperor can do."

Lu Anxiang smiled wryly, "I don't know the Fourth Prince. I, the Lu family, have been ministers for generations. I have dedicated myself to advising the emperor and sharing government affairs. But what I do now, whether it is the cold arrow of an assassin or my usual impulsive personality, On the contrary, it seems to be burdening His Majesty..."

He paused and sighed, "I'm really an incompetent prime minister, ashamed of my ancestors and Daxing!"

"Hmm..." Wen Renyin nodded, "Compared to the good prime ministers in the eyes of the world, Mr. Lu is indeed a bit out of line."

Lu Anxiang sighed silently.

"However, people have emotions, emotions, joys, anger, sorrows and joys, so why stick to those rules and regulations?" Wen Renyin changed the subject, "In the final analysis, what makes a good prime minister cannot be summed up in a few words."

Lu Anxiang was stunned.

"Do you think Xie Qiyuan is a good general?" Wen Renyin asked.

"Naturally," Lu Anxiang replied, "General Xie fought on the battlefield, pacified foreign enemies, made great achievements in battle, defended his family and defended his country, he is a well-deserved general."

"But he married a man openly and aboveboard." Wen Renyin retorted, "I don't know etiquette, disasters and chaos are common, but as a general, he has messed up so much."

"But these are not hindering his military exploits." Lu Anxiang frowned, "Even if you don't like it, you shouldn't use it to deny the fact that he is a good general."

Wen Renyin frowned at Wenyan, and smiled cheerfully.

"That's why, even if Brother Lu was injured because of Master Lu, it cannot be denied that Master Lu has devoted himself to Daxing these years and devoted himself to Brother Huang." He stepped forward and patted Lu Anxiang on the shoulder, "Whether Master Lu What to do in the future, whom to fall in love with, and who to marry, are still the ministers of Daxing, because Mr. Lu has a bright light in his heart, illuminating the way forward, and will never go astray."

"Can……"

"Speaking of which, if Master Lu really feels guilty because Brother Huang got that arrow, then take good care of your body," Wen Renyin interrupted him, "What do Brother Huang like, want, and care about? Having been with him for 20 years, he should know better than me."

Lu Anxiang opened his mouth, but found that he couldn't say anything.

Yes, he is not a fool, Wen Renfu's performance is so obvious, but he can only pretend to turn a blind eye.But it was precisely this kind of emotion that made him very painful. He had read the Four Books and Five Classics since he was a child, and he was familiar with secular affairs and ethics. His education told him that it was obviously inappropriate to put such an approach on the emperor.

Xie Qiyuan is a general, he can naturally do what he likes, and he likes people without any scruples. It is known that Renfu is the emperor. How can that high position be so arbitrary?Can you easily balance government affairs and your own feelings?

But he is the prime minister, and the prime minister is the person who assists the emperor and points out the way, but his existence makes Wen Renfu go further and further astray, for which he is duty-bound.

It can be heard that Renfu is also an individual, so do we have to tell him to give up his emotions and desires and put state affairs first?He hasn't made up his mind to face his feelings directly because he doesn't know what choice to make.

Lu Anxiang was a little confused. Although Wen Renyin said that he had a bright light in his heart, he felt that there was a thick fog in front of him. Was he really doing the right thing now?

Wen Renyin saw that he was lost in thought, so he didn't say any more, took a step back, and saluted seriously, with a rare seriousness on his cheeky smile, "It's time for me and my date to leave Beijing and go north. It's a pity that I won't be able to see the emperor before leaving."

"Leaving Beijing to go north?"

"It's the next step for my husband." Wenren smiled and said about picking herbs, "Lord Lu, take care, and also say take care to the emperor for me."

Lu Anxiang watched Wen Renyin's leaving back, only to realize that the babbling child had grown up very big, and he spoke in a different way.

But no matter what, there is one thing he said is right, only by cherishing himself can he go further with him. He wants to see the emperor's reign in the world, the great prosperity and the expansion of the territory, and the prosperity of the world.

He wants to be a virtuous minister, and he also wants to help Wen Renfu become a generation of sages.

Wen Renfu felt that he had slept for a long, long time.

The dream was very heavy, constantly pulling his legs, dragging him back into the endless abyss, and reappearing scenes of the pain of the previous life before his eyes.

As soldiers approached the city, Xie Qiyuan's head was chopped off by the enemy and hung high on the city gate.

Unwilling to surrender, Wen Renliu hangs a three-foot white silk in front of the hall, hangs himself and dies.

Eunuch Jin blocked the door of the secret passage with his body, and his head was chopped off in front of his eyes, blood spattered three feet.

Wen Renyin held a bow and arrow with only one shot, and led the enemy away by himself.

Lu Anxiang stood on the city wall, and the overwhelming rain of arrows fell like thousands of meteors falling.

All are dead.

In the end, there was no way for him to escape.

There is a bottomless abyss under your feet, and behind you are the thousands of troops of Fuzhu, holding a cold corpse in your hands.

The country is destroyed and people die.

Wen Renfu suddenly opened his eyes and sat up. The cold sweat on his back drenched his underwear, and he felt a chill in his heart. Only then did he remember that time had turned back.

Lu Anxiang fell asleep leaning against the head of the bed, and was awakened by a sudden movement. When he looked up, he saw Wen Renfu covered in cold sweat, as if he had just been fished out of the water.

"Wake up, wake up?" Lu Anxiang was overjoyed, but quickly lowered his face and pressed him, "You can't do this, the wound will burst open!"

Caught off guard, Wen Renfu grabbed his wrist and pulled him into his arms.

He hugged very hard, even though the wound on his chest burst open, he still refused to let go.

Lu Anxiang patted his arm in pain, "Wen Renfu! I warn you! If you don't let go, I'll take out the bricks!"

"Don't go, please, I will listen to you, please don't go." Wen Renfu's voice sounded in his ears, as if he was talking to himself, but also as if he was praying.

"I won't go, let go," Lu Anxiang sighed helplessly, "I'm your prime minister, if you don't stop my official, I can't leave even if I want to..."

"Six..."

The low-pitched murmur exploded in his ears, Lu Anxiang was taken aback, and his heart trembled unconsciously.

The next moment, the earlobe warmed up, and something wet and soft slid past, leaving behind a series of water sounds, which were amplified countless times in the ears.

Lu Anxiang felt the heat go straight to his forehead, he raised his hand to copy a brick and threw it on it regardless of 21.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

Lu Anxiang broke free from his arms, his face still blushing, and stared at him, "Are you awake this time?"

Wen Renfu saw him blushing with shame, but still scolding him softly, his heart itched even more, and he just wanted to push him back and ruthlessly ravage him.

"Not yet, wake up?!" Lu Anxiang held the brick in his hands, looked at his increasingly wrong eyes, and prepared to give him another brick.

"Hey——" Wen Renfu lay down on the bed clutching his chest, "I'm so hurt! Stop beating me! It hurts like hell!"

Lu Anxiang looked at him helplessly, "You deserve it, why did you make such a big move just now! I'll call the imperial doctor for you."

"Hey! Don't go!" Wen Renfu grabbed his sleeve, his voice softened, "Can you stay with me for a while?"

Normally, Lu Anxiang would have glared at him, and then promised him ferociously.

But this time Lu Anxiang took off his sleeves and said in a firm voice, "Your Majesty, although you and I are both men, we need to avoid suspicion."

Wen Renfu withdrew his hand and frowned, "What messed up did you think?"

Lu Anxiang raised his eyebrows, "Isn't that thanks to His Majesty's messy words?"

"Ah, that," Wen Renfu waved his hand, "I told you not to care..."

"How could you not care!" Lu Anxiang interrupted him sharply, "Does Your Majesty think that the subject's heart is made of iron?! Does Your Majesty think that this kind of liking has no pressure on the subject?! Don't Your Majesty know that this kind of feeling has Is it unreasonable?!"

The originally warm atmosphere in the room suddenly became tense, and Wen Renfu's face gradually turned cold.