The General and His Enemy Your Highness

King Xiping angered Sheng Yan in the imperial study, and the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty were no strangers to it.

Since ancient times, those who have despised the imperial power, if they do not monopolize the power, will die without a whole body. However, King Xiping is so arrogant and unruly, and the royal family can do nothing about him.

King Luo slandered King Huai in the front, King Xiping and King Huai broke their sleeves behind, and the Lu family lost its honor overnight. Several adults who retired and returned to their hometown were killed one after another.

Full of wind and rain.

Towards the end of the year, the eldest son of the Lu family asked for an order to stay away from Yong'an and guard the northern land.

In Chaonanfang, practicing banquets, the young man in fresh clothes and angry horses in the past has changed his appearance now.

But Lu Zhibei's composure was beyond Mei Geng's expectation. When he learned of the cause of death of Lu Baiyan and Lu Qinglan, he was stunned for a moment, then laughed again, and said indifferently: "So that's the case, I understand."

Feng Sunan was trembling with anger, and scolded with a pale face: "Fuck...is he still human?"

"Tch." Yu Yi snorted coldly, poured himself a glass of wine, glanced at the silent Lu Zhibei, and said two words: "Don't worry."

Lu Zhibei clinked a glass with him in silence, and said in a steady tone: "You are not in good health, drink less." After he paused for a while, he looked at the gentle and elegant Prince Huai next to Mei Geng, and saw that there seemed to be something in his eyes. If there is no apology, he said again: "Your Highness is also."

Chu Ce was slightly stunned, and replied in a gentle voice, "Okay."

Mei Geng sighed softly, the little guy seemed calm, but the white and slender hand under the table was always clenched on the sleeve, the knuckles were turning white, showing its strength.

He really wanted to hug the worried little guy to comfort him, but his little strategy was too stubborn and his mind was really sensitive.

"The northern land is bitterly cold." Mei Geng reached out secretly, patted His Highness Huai's slightly trembling hand to comfort him, and said solemnly: "Uncle Lu also led the army to fight in the northern land, there should be many old troops still there, I know you What to do, but it is not easy to get military power in the North."

Lu Zhibei suppressed his smile, "If you want military power, you need military exploits, I understand."

Although Beidi looked down on the Han people in the Central Plains, he was honest and lived in a small corner, with the intention of escaping from the world.

Taking the initiative to provoke wars will be criticized by the people, and it is not easy to make military achievements in the Northland.

"If..." Lu Zhibei twirled the wine glass, as if he had completely swallowed his youthful dreams, and said softly, "The loyal king has turned his back?"

If the loyal king rebels, he will start a war.

The loyal king, Chu Chi, is a full-fledged playboy. When the Northwest War was critical, he was still drinking and having fun with Le Ji in the mansion. His temperament was not cruel, but it was ridiculous.

Yu Yi raised his lips and said with a smile: "There is a king of Xiping guarding the northwest, if you can get the military power in the north, maybe you can be named king of the north in the future."

Lu Zhibei smiled faintly, but did not respond.

The transformation of a teenager finally gave up the old dream of the rivers and lakes.

Feng Ershao, who is proficient in the way of making money, thought for a while, and suddenly turned pale with shock: "The loyal king rebelled?!"

Yu Yi sighed, and put a braised lion's head on the plate in front of him, "Let's eat."

"... Oh." Feng Sunan was at a loss.

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The next day, the north wind was blowing snow, and cumulus clouds were misty.

Lu Zhibei set off to leave Yong'an, followed by his eldest sister Lu Qinglin who had just had a miscarriage in the carriage.

The road ahead is far away, and no one will see you off.

They all understand that there is always a banquet in the world, and they can leave as soon as they leave, there is no need for a later date, and they just wait until the next day.

It's nothing more than not good at dealing with parting.

In Xiping Palace, the pavilions are elegant, the man in the black robe looks up at the wind and snow, holds a cup of warm wine, pays homage to the north, and drinks it all in one gulp.

"Thinking about Lu Zhibei?" A warm voice sounded behind him. The young man was dressed in a light blue wide-sleeved robe, his eyebrows were gentle, clear and clean, even better than plain snow and white plums.

"Why did you come here with so little clothes on?" Mei Geng embraced him, leaned on the railing and looked at the gray sky, "Everyone has his own destiny, but it's a pity. In a prosperous age, maybe we wouldn't be like this."

The word prosperity is so far away.

The former glory of Great Chu has long been wiped out in time.

The little guy in his arms leaned on him to draw warmth without hesitation, and his voice was as gentle as ever: "Now that Chu Hengzhi has lost his support, Chu Luo will definitely take the opportunity to seize the throne. It won't be too long."

"No." Mei Geng pursed his lips, "I heard that Chu Luo and Lin Shuyan were engaged, we thought that if we killed Lin Shuyu, we would break Chu Luo's arm, but what if we killed Chu Luo? Lin Shuyu would have no support. "

Chu Ce thought about it for a long time, and then said softly: "There is a civil strife in Great Chu, and foreign enemies will take advantage of it and send away people from Beidi and Nanguo. Let's do it again."

Mei Geng always looked calm, but when he heard the word Nanguo, he narrowed his eyes a little, "The Duan family of the Southwest has excellent Gu skills, I'm afraid the visitor will be unkind."

When he was in Linzhang, Mei Geng wiped out Nanyun Anzhuang, and by the way, eliminated Nanguo's idea of ​​using the blue-winged butterfly to harm the Great Chu, and had already had a grudge.

"Where is the person sent to Nanyun to steal art?" Chu Ce asked, taking advantage of the situation, stretched his cool hands into the man's wide sleeve robe to keep warm.

Mei Geng sighed, "It's not that easy, but after learning a little bit, I should be back in two days."

With the slender palms of icy muscles and bones pressed against her forearms, Mei Geng stopped talking, and looked playfully at Duke Huai who was snuggling up in his arms to keep warm.

Mei Geng bent his lips, bowed his head and kissed the delicate ear tip, and whispered against the pinna: "I don't know which little guy, back then, he kept saying that he wanted to have sex with this king."

A few years had passed, but Mei Geng remembered it clearly, and teased casually on a whim, but unexpectedly, a soft voice came to his ears: "Didn't you go down a long time ago?"

When Mei Geng was slightly stunned, Chu Ce had already held his hand against Wen Nuan's left chest, and said with a smile, "It's right here, I can't leave you."

Mei Geng's eyes suddenly darkened, and his breathing became a little rougher.

This little guy is really provocative when he talks about love.

But that little majesty seemed to be addicted to teasing, and rubbed his fingertips against the man's clear forearm gently in a circle. She was limp in his arms, panting softly with her blushing cheeks.

The wine cup fell to the ground, no one cared when it rolled into the corner, the black robe fell to the ground, and could not return to the room, so Mei Geng pressed the person on the wide-sleeved robe, and kissed the delicate jade-like eyebrows and corners of the eyes , calling Xiao Ce softly from time to time, the words are lingering and pathetic, lingering in the hearts of the two of them.

Complaints are always not enough, whether it is liking or love, it is always blurted out when the love is the strongest.

Mei Geng likes Chu Ce's initiative from time to time, his shy and timid eyes are covered with water vapor, he is emotional for him, loses his mind for him, sinks for him, calls him Mei Lang when it hurts, begs for mercy and shows weakness with teary eyes, and occasionally bites He yelled at the bastard over his shoulder, then whimpered and demanded him.

Like a leprechaun.

When Mei Geng carried her into the tub, Chu Ce's eyes were red and swollen, he was groggy, staggered, and muttered something.Mei Geng listened with his ears, his face changed slightly.

He said, "Mei Lang...you must live well."

Live well.

This was the case in the previous life, Chu Ce wanted him to live well.

In his exhaustive calculation, everyone will die, and even Liu Changjue will be forced to ascend the throne and carry the entire crumbling Chu.

Only him, he originally had a chance to survive, leaving Da Chu and making heaven and earth his home.

Mei Geng smiled, eyes full of pity, let him lean on her shoulder, coaxing softly: "Good boy, I will live."

As if feeling comforted, Chu Ce opened his eyes, was sleepy, closed them again and fell asleep.

I am very tired.

After carrying His Highness Duke Huai who had fallen asleep exhausted back to the bedroom, Mei Geng tucked up the quilt for him very carefully, kissed his forehead lightly, then put on his outer robe, turned and left the door.

In the study, Mei Geng was leaning on the wooden chair, his eyes were cold.

Steward Liu stood in front of the case, and said with a serious look: "Miss Lu has reconciled with her attendant Zhao Xian. I heard that Mr. Zhao Xianzhao encountered a gangster today and is recuperating at home."

"Zhao Xian." Mei Geng murmured for a moment, raised his lips with a bit of gangster viciousness, and snorted: "Going to King Luo?"

"Exactly." Steward Liu put his hands in his hands, showing disgust, "Lieutenant Lu has brought him up to this day. This person is out to court prostitutes, and has a secret relationship with a brothel girl. He takes him back to the mansion and raises him as a concubine. There will be another month." It's about to give birth."

When Lu Qinglin miscarried, the child was not yet four months old.

Mei Geng felt that Miss Lu's vision was really bad. After all, Lu's daughter had a strong temper and she could choose a husband by herself. This Zhao Xian was really not a good match.

My mind turned, several thoughts flashed through my mind, and I finally settled on it.

"This Zhao Xian, don't move for now." Mei Geng's eyes turned dark, and he said meaningfully: "You can easily get flowers and willows when you visit the South Alley."

Steward Liu nodded knowingly: "This old slave understands."

"Well, let's do it." Mei Geng propped his forehead, and after Butler Liu went out, the study room fell into dead silence, and the candlelight flickered like a river and mountain that was ups and downs.

I thought that after going through the world, my heart was already rock-solid, but Mei Geng still felt disgusted.

After a while, the man put down his hands and wanted to get up to go back to look at Chu Ce, but there were footsteps outside the door, and someone pushed the door open, wrapped in fox fur, covered with cold air, his delicate and warm face was pale and weak from the cold.

Seeing who was coming, Mei Geng couldn't laugh or cry, got up and embraced Chu Ce, lightly pecked and kissed his cold cheek, and said helplessly, "Why did you run out?"

Chu Ce lowered his eyes, obedient and docile, he glanced at the side limply, "Sleeping here is the same."

It was rare for him to be so tired of himself, Mei Geng curled up his knuckles with great interest, and scratched his white and cold cheek, "Want to sleep with me?"

"...Hmm." Chu Ce replied in a low voice.

Mei Geng laughed, trimmed the fox fur for him and wrapped him tightly, then picked up the little daughter-in-law, kicked open the door and walked to the bedroom.

Chu Ce was born as an aristocrat who was inferior even to his servants. The toughness he had honed over the years was not the smooth and smooth His Highness Huai in front of him.

It is so vivid and vivid, like a lonely plum blossom standing in the snow at dusk, or the colorful spring scenery in the south of the Yangtze River. When they stare at each other, they almost never hide the fiery affection in their eyes.

——It’s a small policy that belongs to him alone.