Prince Wuchen

The prince stood up and lit another candle.Then he brought the chess box: "Are you interested in playing a game of chess with me?" The crown prince never asked, and since he spoke, the inquiry became an order, and there was no reason for the servant to refuse.What's more, Liang Yi has no reason to refuse.

He stepped forward and sat down opposite the prince, and the candlelight also illuminated his face.

First of all, he has a pair of very shrewd eyes, which seem to be full of calculating light from time to time. He looks good, but he is too delicate, which makes him look a bit bitter.However, the prince attaches great importance to him, because this person is a talent.

The person Liang Yi hated the most in his life was the son of the protector of the country who had a special place in the prince's heart, Qing Wuchen.However, the person Liang Yi admired the most in his life was also the son of the protector of the country who had a special place in the prince's heart, Qing Wuchen.When hate and admiration become the masters of contradiction, fate has been subtly activated.

Later, the two became the prince's indispensable civil servants and generals.

Liang Yi looked a bit weak, but his handwriting was strong and powerful.Several years later, Qing Wuchen died, the crown prince died, and Liang Yi also had gray temples. After he retired and returned to his hometown, he spent the rest of his life in his study every day and wrote that book: dust.

This book has not been published, because it clearly records every bit of the relationship between the prince and Mr. Wuchen, as well as their forbidden love.As the prince's confidant, Liang Yi can clearly see the relationship between them, from mutual admiration and affection, to mutual love, and finally sharing life and death together.

Books that have not been published are treasured by the royal family.So much so that it was passed down to the present world, and the man who was also named Qing Wuchen saw it, and that person was the reincarnation of Qing Wuchen.

"A chess game is like a battlefield. If you lose by one piece, you will lose the whole game. Mr. Liang's indecision today is like hesitating on the battlefield in the future. In this battle, you don't need to fight, you will lose your momentum first." The prince's final victory The ball was not played, because the outcome was already obvious.

"Your Highness taught me, my subordinates will remember." It is true that he can't do dual-purpose things. If he doesn't deal with what is in his mind, everything will fail.Thinking of this, Liang Yi suddenly became enlightened: "Your Highness, I have a doubt in my heart."

"Oh? Come and listen." His brows did not move, and even his eyes did not move. He knew exactly what this person was going to ask, but the prince pretended not to know.Being able to see through people's minds is not necessarily a good thing for subordinates. Sometimes, it is a blessing to not understand.

"Your Highness, do you have any ideas for the son of the protector of the country?" Liang Yi said directly that as the prince's confidant, he didn't need to beat around the bush. On the surface, Liang Yi's eyes showed a bit of calculation and bitterness, but in fact In fact, this person is not good at socializing.

"Mr. Liang, what kind of thinking should I have?" Yes or no, what is the opinion of others.

"Eighteen years ago, the priest predicted that the son of Duke Huguo would...have..." Liang Yi couldn't say the following words.

"Has the ability to shake the sky, isn't it?" The prince's face showed a slight expression, and under the candlelight, his face was very soft, "Then sir, you know what I said back then?"

"Your Highness..."

"I said: After this child grows up, if he takes away the country from me, I will plead guilty under the Nine Springs and in front of my ancestors." As if he had returned to 18 years ago, he held the dying baby and stood in the hall. , said firmly word for word.

"Your Highness's demeanor, I admire you."

"Grace?" The prince stood up, with a smile on his lips, "Sir, do you think I will use tolerance? To protect the land that my ancestors brought down? Or do you think that at that moment, to a seven-year-old me? In terms of knowledge, what is knowing tolerance?"

It was obviously a smiling voice, but every word Liang Yi heard was shocking. "Your Highness..."

The prince shook his head: "Do you know what is behind the betrayal of loyal ministers throughout the ages?"

"Please advise, Your Highness."

"It's the bitterness of blood and tears." That year, he was only seven years old, standing at the gate of the meeting hall, and he watched with his own eyes that the protector of the country ruined the child's legs. At the door, looking at the man in the wheelchair, he smiled and sent Wushuang away.At that time, he was thinking, if he could arrive 18 years ago before Qingxian broke the child's legs, that would be great.

That would be great... just forever if, because of time, I can't go back to 18 years ago.So in his heart, he could only feel sorry for such a handsome person, if his legs were still alive, that would be great.

"It's because the emperor was afraid of the high meritorious deeds, so he killed the loyal ministers against his conscience. The unknowable prophecy broke the root of the ruined family, you know, how harmful it is to our dynasty. And..." As if thinking of something, the prince's eyes softened, "The guard 18 years later Prince of the state, people can't take their eyes off, right?" Even the crippled legs can't affect Qing Wuchen's demeanor.

His demeanor, at the beginning, the prince knew that this person would go higher and farther.Moreover, he understands even more that if he has this person to fight the world together... I don't understand why, just thinking of that person can be with him in the future, side by side in the world, his heart throbs so hard that he can hardly control himself.

At this time, Liang Yi had faintly realized that Qing Wuchen was different in the prince's heart, but he could only see how different it was in the future.

Protectorate

"Wuchen, you are Wuchen, right, my brother Wuchen, right?" The young woman dressed as a woman, saw Wenzuo pushing Wuchen in, and smiled. She hugged Wuchen while carefully Look around, "My younger brother Wuchen is so handsome, I remember that he was just a baby when we left, and in a blink of an eye, he is old enough to marry a wife."

"It's still early, Wuchen is only eighteen now, and she finally returned home. This daughter-in-law married too early, but she will forget her father and mother, so I have to wait for my sister's approval before we can marry." Qing Wushuang Domineering, with a bit of straightforwardness.She stepped forward and embraced Wuchen.

Qing Wuxue and Qing Wushuang smiled at each other, while Qing Wuyun looked at them softly.When Qing's father and Qing's mother saw each other, they couldn't stop smiling.

This family happiness, 18 years late, is finally enjoyed.

But because of Qing Wuchen's return, the situation in the imperial capital is really beginning.