Chang'an Youth Tour

Yan Junyu didn't know that the real assassination was so fast.

Just in a blink of an eye, before he even had time to swing his gun, Suzaku had already pulled it behind him. He directly grabbed the little eunuch on the side to block the strange silver light, and then there was a sound of a heavy object falling on the palace wall. Yan Junyu was startled for a moment before realizing the sound.

What fell to the ground was not a thing, but a person.Obviously Suzaku and the Assassins were not the only ones fighting, there was also a death fight secretly.

"Three are dead, and there are two left." Suzaku drew his sword and confronted the fat eunuch: "Stop it, brother."

Only then did Yan Junyu recognize the figure of the eunuch.

That was Pang Jing.

Pang Jing didn't know what he had smeared on his face, his face was very blurred, and he stared at Yan Junyu behind Suzaku with a gloomy expression.He had the air of a cat, black, crouching in the shadows, waiting to ambush a passing bird.

"Your Highness has more people around this idiot than his own guards, you have no chance of winning." Suzaku was still persuading him: "Don't implicate Master."

Pang Jing didn't speak until there seemed to be the sound of a drop of water dripping in the palace alley.The minds of the three of them were attracted by the voice for a moment, and they all reacted instantly.Pang Jing was very quick, spread out his sleeves, and turned his head around Yan Junyu. Yan Junyu didn't know that the low-level assassin Ao Ji was talking about was also so powerful, so he instinctively wanted to swing his gun.

But Suzaku was faster than all of them. He slapped Yan Junyu's rib with his left hand, and Yan Junyu was immediately discouraged, his arm was so weak that he almost let go of his hand, let alone stepped forward to fight.He himself had his toes a little bit on the wall, and his whole body was like a sharp sword out of its sheath, stabbing at Pang Jing.

Neither of them seemed to have any sense of defense. This was the first time Yan Junyu saw the rumored five-edged plum blossom thorn. It turned out to be so short and narrow that it came out from under his wrist, so there was no time to react. Pang Jing was fighting against himself, and the blow had already penetrated his head.

But the weird weapon stopped at a distance of more than a foot in front of Yan Junyu.

Pang Jing's body flew out like a heavy grain bag, and fell into the palace alley without making any extra noise.Suzaku withdrew his sword, his movements were crisp and neat, and sprinkled a string of dark red blood beads on the palace wall, like a coquettish peach blossom.

"How are you?" He turned around and asked Yan Junyu.

"I'm fine." Yan Junyu was bold, and just about to check on Pang Jing, he noticed something unusual, and turned to look at Suzaku.

"I'll make you run around again..." Suzaku cursed, but he seemed unable to hold on any longer, his face was extremely pale, and his whole body slid limply to the ground like a kite whose bones had been removed.

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Yan Junyu hooked his body, put his arm under his armpit, caught him from behind, let him lie in his arms, only then did he realize that there was a dark red under his ribs, he tore off his clothes, Seeing that under Suzaku's white and thin ribs, there was a little silver light inlaid, and the blood flowed continuously.

"It's useless, it's an iron hedgehog, it's full of barbs, you can't dig it out." Suzaku cursed palely: "Idiot, run, more than half of the people following you are dead, come back with a second wave!" You are going to die, don't run away!"

Yan Junyu didn't say anything more, just picked him up and put him on his back.Although he was decisive, he was very careful, did not touch his wound, and ran quickly in the narrow alley with his back on his back.

"Idiot, idiot." Suzaku knocked his head: "Don't go back to the East Palace, the East Palace is not safe, go to His Majesty's side, he is in Yonggan Palace..."

"I'll take you back to the East Palace, they can cure you." Yan Junyu just replied like this.

He ran very fast, although Suzaku still wanted to hit him, but his arm had no strength.The whole person slid down limply, Yan Junyu turned him up, this idiot even knew how to touch his wound to see if the bump would affect the wound.

He should be scared, but maybe Yan Junyu ran too fast, Suzaku didn't feel scared.He put his face close to Yan Junyu's neck, and smelled the sun-like aura on the young man's body.

When he saw this guy for the first time, he discovered that there was something extremely bright about him, as hot as a small sun.

"Actually, it's good for me to die..." He sighed softly, and his voice became intermittent: "It's also good for His Highness's reputation..."

Anyway, he was the guard used by Emperor Qingde. It was a trivial matter to flog the scholars at Xuanwu Gate. He has done more than one dirtier thing than this. not drop.He was alive, and Donggong was also in trouble, how to deal with it?Your Highness will not cross rivers and tear down bridges, but the most vengeful people in the world are scholars...

It would be better for everyone if he died.

The guy carrying him ran so hard, he was panting like a calf, yet he still had the heart to scold him: "Shut up!"

Suzaku laughed.

He wanted to knock Yan Junyu on the head, but unfortunately he was too tired.He could only close his eyes lazily, maybe because of running, Yan Junyu's body seemed extra warm, he was too cold.

This palace is too cold.

Who doesn't like the sun?

Yan Junyu ran as hard as he could in the cold winter night. He seemed to hear the sounds of chasing and fighting on the palace walls on both sides, and it seemed that it was just his own illusion. His face was hot and he couldn't tell whether it was sweat or tears, and his lungs seemed to be dying. It blew up.But he still ran as hard as he could, the warm blood soaked his clothes, he heard Suzaku on his back asking himself angrily, "Will there be such a day?"

which day?Yan Junyu didn't know.

But Suzaku didn't seem to want him to know either.

"Look, those little eunuchs are so happy..." He seemed to have entered a state of sleepwalking, and murmured: "They never ate meat at home, they only ate meat when they entered the palace, and they are happy as long as they have food and clothing." I don't know what humiliation is... I can't be as happy as them, I always think about my parents and my house being ransacked... Don't blame Yunlan, she is just like me, she doesn't know what happiness is anymore ..."

When she ran to the cornice of the main entrance, Yan Junyu heard his voice and asked:

"Will there be such a day... There will never be someone like me in this world..."

Yan Junyu knew what he was talking about.

Many people don't understand why Suzaku, the commander of the Jingwei, would not listen to Emperor Qingde's order and instead go to the East Palace.Courtiers still have family prospects, what do servants have?It's not about being rich and honored for a lifetime, whether life does not bring death or not...

It turned out that what he wanted was the same as Yun Lan.

It is the distant future that only Xiao Jingyan can bring, He Qing Haiyan's future.Everyone does their own thing and gets what they want, and there will no longer be those deep and overwhelming grievances, hatred day and night, and children who bear blood and blood.There will be no more cursed fates, unrewarding ambitions, no more huge waste, no more victims of cold and starvation, and no more darkness where there is nowhere to avenge grievances.

Even if they can't see that future with their own eyes, it's okay.

When Yan Junyu rushed to the gate of the East Palace, Yun Lan and the others had already greeted him.

Nie Biao led the guards of the East Palace and surrounded him as soon as he came up. Only then did Yan Junyu realize that there were several people behind him, all wearing night clothes and wounded.

He exhausted all his strength and fell to the ground. Fortunately, Nie Biao had quick eyesight and quick hands to support him.But Yan Junyu didn't care about himself at all, he just cared about Suzaku on his back.

Yun Lan ran over anxiously, groping for Yan Junyu, as if she wanted to check him from beginning to end.Yan Junyu struggled away directly, his hands were covered with warm blood, some of which had dried up, sticking sticky to his palms, and the pungent smell of blood filled his nostrils.

"Help him quickly!" He grabbed Yun Lan and pleaded.

"I know." Yun Lan had already gone through countless lives and deaths, and she was very calm.

"We must save him, we need the best imperial physician, the best medicine..." Yan Junyu ordered in a panic. He had never seen anything before, and just followed what he had learned.

Yun Lan took a deep look at him, then repeated: "I know."

The imperial doctor and the maids who would take care of the wounded squeezed over, Hongxie was especially proficient, many people surrounded Suzaku together, checking his wound, feeding him medicine and bandaging him, Yan Junyu was squeezed out.He followed Suzaku who was carried in by them in a daze, entered Sihong Hall, and stood under the bright light in a daze.

Yun Lan went out and came in again. She brought a basin of hot water and a towel, pulled Yan Junyu over, and wiped the blood on his hands familiarly, as if she usually took care of Li Yu.

Too many things happened tonight, Yan Junyu didn't have much emotions left, only instinctive reactions remained.

"Your Majesty really wanted to come to Xiaoyan, but he was entangled, but he knew that Xiaoyan would be fine. The most powerful people around him followed Xiaoyan." She told Yan Junyu softly: "Since ancient times, when power changes, it will be very difficult. Chaos, the emperor and the courtiers, this is considered to be less bloodshed, someone will die."

"But why Suzaku?"

Why Ao Ji?

"Xiaoyan is reluctant because you know Suzaku. You have seen his face, seen his eyes, and know his story. But what about those people you haven't seen or heard of? Are they dead? What if Can you exchange one person you know for thousands of people you don't know? Who in the world has no parents or relatives?" Yun Lan seemed to be trying to persuade him, but then changed the subject, saying: "Xiaoyan dare to imagine today's What would happen if it was you who died?"

She obviously wasn't just talking about Suzaku.If it was the former Yan Junyu, maybe he would listen to it and think about it along the way, but now Yan Junyu has finished learning.

He is more determined and passionate than before, and those burning things in his heart will no longer be easily affected by external objects.

While talking, Yun Lan took care of him and brought him a brocade clothes to put on for him. Yan Junyu was already taller than her, and she was tying up her belt when she heard Yan Junyu whisper: "I know you don't like me .”

Yun Lan paused as she put on her belt.

"I don't dislike Xiaoyan..."

"I know you want Ye Liangyu back more." Yan Junyu's tone was very calm: "I'm not a fool, I just didn't say anything. But it doesn't matter, I know I'm just a few years late."

For other emperors and close ministers, in the face of Yunlan's situation, they should definitely not be alienated from Yan Junyu's identity.

This is probably the first time in Yun Lan's life that she doesn't pay attention to profit, and it is precisely because of this that it is so special.The entire East Palace knew who would be the future owner, even Rong Hao knew, only she, who had always been the calmest, chose to go against the tide.

Yun Lan's appearance is exactly the opposite of her personality, she is extremely gentle, similar to a crabapple flower, and even the drooping eyelashes are very gentle.

"It's not a question of whether it's too late or not." She lowered her eyes and told Yan Junyu like this: "It was the prince who rescued me from the Jiaofang Division."

"He's not very strong, and he doesn't have any advantages anymore. Six years later, the Eastern Palace is no longer his world. Everyone prefers Xiaoyan, Rong Hao, His Majesty, even Nie Biao...but even if the whole world gives up He, I also want to be the last person who thinks he is the best. I will always be with him, even if this is a road with no future, I don't care." Her tone was very light, but also very firm, with a bit of self-mockery He said with a smile: "But maybe I still look a little like my father."

Yun Lan didn't know that her words made Yan Junyu make up his mind.

In terms of etiquette and law, Ye Xuanji shouldn't be here at this moment.

The Holy Majesty is critically ill, but the Crown Princess is not there to attend to the illness, it is absolutely unreasonable.But it's nothing to have a queen with "beads and jade in front".

What does it matter?

The funeral bell was ringing outside, one after another, the funeral of the late emperor, the collapse of mountains and mausoleums, it was going to ring [-] times.She was going to be a queen, Ye Xuanji knew it.

She proved it and got it, but she didn't know the price was so high.Like a tree whose roots have been cut off, it just withers day by day.The appearance is still complete, even beautiful and dignified. What Empress Ming Yi can do, she can naturally do.

She is a person who does not admit defeat, and does not allow herself to feel pain.After tidying up for a few days, she was still the impeccable Ye Xuanji.She should be happy, everything is just like the chess game she deduced, the decision she made six years ago, it's too late to hurt.

Why do you have to die?

When she coughed up blood, she didn't respond, she was just dumb, even surprised when she coughed up blood, as if it was someone else's business.She should be proud, what she got was the highest power that a woman can get, wait a few more decades, maybe even higher.To be sad for a man is too worthless.

And why should you be discouraged?

She is like a child who is fighting against herself, eating expensive things that others say are good, so she is not allowed to feel bad, but her body doesn't obey the command, she can't swallow those things, it just sticks sharply in her mouth. throat.

Her Ao Ji will never come back again.Just thinking about this made her feel lifeless.The dark tide surged up, layer by layer, submerging her.With beautiful eyes, a hand holding a sword, and a smile with a bit of arrogance, that soul named Ao Ji is no longer in this world.In the long years to come, day after day, year after year, she was the only one left.Gold and jade are precious, the pinnacle of power seems to have lost its color in an instant.

Just thinking that there is no one named Ao Ji in the world anymore, the days to come seem to be endless dark nights, she stands on the snowy field with an extinguished lantern, and there is no one around her, no matter how brave a person is Feel timid.She had never felt that the night was so difficult before, and there were tens of thousands of nights, how would she spend it?Even Xiao Jingyan has found someone he likes. She likes to play chess, playing like chess in the world, but what kind of long chess game can you play for 30 years?

If Yan Junyu hadn't barged in, no one would have known that she had this side.

Yan Junyu was surprised that she was still awake, he had met Rong Hao, he was drunk for a few days when he sent the Xirong people away, he was also drunk because of Ao Ji, Xiao Jingyan was fine, but that was just his companion, He has four companions.

For those who like Ao Ji, there is only one Ao Ji in the world.

She must have an extremely strong heart. At this time, her face is only slightly pale, still decent and noble, with light makeup and a sloppy bun, playing chess by the window with a slightly sick face.Seeing Yan Junyu flipping in, she wasn't surprised, but just covered the letterhead to cover the words she wrote.

But Yan Junyu had already seen what it was.

What she wrote was a Tang poem: Chang'e should regret stealing the elixir, and the blue sea and the blue sky are heartbroken every night.

It sounds so hopeless, and the world presumes that Chang'e's immortality is no match for the reunion in the world. Besides, the victory is not martial, and the Guanghan Palace is so lonely. If you can gain supreme power in the prosperity of the world, who will miss any old love?

"Actually, if I didn't choose this way, I would regret it." She said to Yan Junyu as if she wanted to explain.

In the end, she has to regret it, so it's better to choose the one that suits her best. It's not a waste of her means to have fought at the peak of power.Whether or not it hurts, and how much it hurts, is a matter for the future.Emperor Qingde still suffers from pain, which does not prevent him from being the emperor for 30 years.

But Yan Junyu didn't listen to her explanation at all.

He came with a purpose, and that purpose made him seem to be covered with an aura, unstoppable.

He said: "You told me the other day that it was because Ao Ji broke into the palace for his younger sister without knowing the importance, which made you make up your mind. You ask me why he still has to do it when he knows it's useless? No Slowly figure it out. I couldn't answer you at the time, but now I know the answer."

Ye Xuanji only kept a lamp by the desk, and the moonlight shone in from the window, shining into Yan Junyu's eyes, shining brightly.

"Because there is no way," his tone was as casual as if he was talking about a small matter, as if he didn't need to block his future and fate for it: "Some things are like this, not for the result, but must be done. This Not everything in the world depends on whether it is useful or not, just like Ao Ji's younger sister, her name is A Cuo, which means pomegranate flower, she must know the reason for the family, and also knows that the concubine cannot leave the palace alive. But as long as She thought that she also had an older brother named Ao Ji, no matter where she went, he would definitely come to save her on horseback with a sword, so maybe she would not be so afraid every night in the deep palace, right?"

"What about you, if you disappear, disappear, and get trapped somewhere no one knows, will anyone, like Ao Ji, never give up looking for you? Until death?" he asked Ye Xuanji , he actually knew exactly what the answer was.

That person is Ao Ji.

Whether it is the imperial power or the destiny, as long as he has a sword, he dares to force his way into the palace gate, regardless of his imperial power and destiny, get out of the way.He doesn't care about the consequences, he doesn't care about the cost, he doesn't even care whether you will go with him or not, he doesn't even need you to go with him, he just does his best, like a blazing flame, it won't count until it burns out.

"What I want to do for Ao Ji is the same thing. I know it's probably useless, and I probably won't be able to get it back. But I must go, because I know that no one will look for him except me. He's alive, I bring him back, he's dead, I bring his bones back. If it was me who went missing, he'd do the same for me. If it's me lying in that valley on the frontier, with my bones rotting, He'll take me home too."

"This is probably the difference between a knife and a sword, and also the difference between us and you."

Everyone in the world likes flames, which burn blazingly and non-stop, but they like flames, but they are also afraid of flames, and even want to control flames. Burning that can be controlled, what kind of burning is it?

Without the courage to go forward, she would not be the Yan Junyu she is today.

Ye Xuanji didn't speak, she knew that what she said was useless.

The former boy is about to hit the road, and he will never look back once.