Charm of a Thousand Moons

"A hero on the prairie? Let's hear it." With ice-gold eyes open, Qian Yueche raised her upper body and picked a grape at random.

"Yes, because the Manro Empire covers a vast area, there are many small countries on the edge. These small countries are divided into two parts. One part has a fixed territory, while the other part is movable. They live in no fixed place. , and because of this, they are very ambitious and often harass the peace of the border area.

General Fan Duomen lived on the grassland all year round, resisting the raids of these tribes, but this time his father, the old earl, passed away, and he was not planning to come back. It is said that His Majesty issued three imperial edicts to invite him back. . "It's not a rumor, it's a fact, it's just that Lerote said it politely.

"Oh? Father thinks highly of him?" The three consecutive edicts are enough to explain everything.

"Moveable tribes are very dangerous. The troops on the grassland are all infantry, and they fight real tactics. If there is no general, there will be restrictions in all aspects, so General Fan Duomeng is not willing to come back for the sake of the country, but your majesty The father and son of the old earl and the general are deeply affectionate, and the general is determined to come back."

"That's it..." The half-lying body jumped up, and the white gauze danced with the breeze, "Go, go and see the man who drives those women crazy."

An elegant voice followed, and a slender figure had already left the door.

Lielot couldn't help but shook his head watching, master, is this Treading Wuhen?

The door of the imperial study room was open. If it was not important, Qian Yueshen would seldom close the door, just because Qian Yueche had kicked the door too many times. Nuojie had been thinking about this point, obviously the little Highness was still so young before. How could a single person break the door with one kick?

"Royal Father," Qian Yueche called out to Qianyue God, then nodded to the only man in the imperial study, and that man was Fan Duomeng.

Tall and burly, handsome with rough facial features, he has the heroic spirit of a man on the prairie. This man is a hero. Yes, at first glance, Qian Yueche felt that this man fits all the criteria for being called a hero. conditions of.

"Phan Duomeng has seen Your Highness." Fan Duomeng wanted to salute, but Qian Yueche took a step forward and restrained his hand, "The general is doing his duty loyally for our Manro Empire, and this courtesy is completely exempted. Qian Yueche thanked the general for the people on the grassland, thanked the general for the peace of the border region, and thanked the general for the complete territory of the Manro Empire."

Fan Duomeng paused, although he had never seen Qian Yueche, whether he was in the grassland or back in the imperial capital, what he heard the most was how capricious and flamboyant the little Highness was, but now seeing him finally understands why rumors stop at all. wise man.

Even if the ten-year-old boy in front of him is willful or flamboyant, he has the capital.

Fan Duomeng immediately said proudly: "Your Majesty, having Your Highness is the blessing of the Qianyue royal family and the blessing of my life in Manluo." Perhaps it is the blessing of the Manluo Empire's unification of the world, but this sentence, Fan Duomeng did not say anything .

"Haha... what Fan Duomeng said is right." Qian Yueche beckoned, and Qian Yueche stepped forward and sat down beside the dragon chair affectionately.

In Fan Duomeng's eyes, he thought this scene was a father doting on his son, but no matter what, it was still a little awkward. No matter how much the emperor doted on the prince, the emperor's throne was the source of embarrassment after all, but His Majesty actually...

Qianyue God never cared what other people think about what Qianyueche did, and caressed Qianyueche's soft long hair with his hand: "Why are you here?" As the child grows older, every part of this child's body has It made him throb more and more.

"Hearing the lively conversation of the court ladies, Che'er became interested and wanted to see the heroes on the grassland." Qian Yue Che smiled, and at the same time looked at Fan Duomeng, a tough man like Fan Duomeng was beaten His mocking and playful eyes looked embarrassed.

The bottom of the bright eyes is the most gorgeous golden color, like a holy mandala. The difference is that the flowers are like the delicate sunrise, while his eyes are like silvery moons, bright and proud.

"Your Highness is awsome." Fan Duomeng hurriedly bowed his head and said humbly.

Qian Yueche smiled but did not answer.

Qian Yueshen and Fan Duomeng briefly talked about the past: "What did the medical doctor say?" This was aimed at the old earl's condition.

Fan Duomeng shook his head: "Just these two days." Perhaps he had seen too much life and death on the battlefield, and Fan Duomeng quickly accepted the fact that his father was about to die, but no matter how many lives and deaths he saw, he was about to die now. What he loved was his relatives whose blood was thicker than water, no matter how quickly he accepted it, the sadness in his eyes still betrayed him.

"I'm sorry." Qian Yueshen sighed, human life is limited after all.

"No, it's His Majesty's favor." Fan Duo was flattered.

After Fan Duomeng left, Qian Yueche looked at his lonely back with emotion.

"What's the matter?" Qian Yueshen hugged him into his arms, and with a wave of his hand, the door of the imperial study room closed with a sound.

"He is very lonely." Qian Yueche said, "That is the loneliness of the soul." As people grow older, when their grand wishes come true, their hearts will also become lonely. There can be no goals in it.

"He is a tough man." Qian Yueshen praised.

The next day, news came from the earl's mansion that the old earl had passed away.

The God of the Thousand Moons came personally, and the entire Earl's Mansion greeted him in plain clothes. However, this matter was not the main point of the matter. At this moment of sadness, an urgent report came from the grassland. The Eagle Tribe got the news that Fan Duomeng had returned to the imperial capital from nowhere. , suddenly attacked them.

"Your Majesty, I'm going back to the grassland now." My father met for the last time, and his wish was fulfilled. Now he is worried about the safety of the soldiers and brothers in the grassland. Know the news, unless... Phantom's eyes flashed a sharp light.

Unless, someone in his army betrayed him.

"No, the old earl's funeral is imminent. If the general leaves now, he will be charged with unfilial piety. The general has dedicated decades of his life to the edge of the Manro Empire. How can I let the general be charged with this crime?" Qian Yueshen resolutely Rejected, "Everyone is talking about it, who is willing to take the position of general at the moment?"

Among the military ministers, there are not a few generals. Sadly, no one answered for a while.

Because life on the grassland is too poor, those who are used to the prosperity and fun of the imperial capital are naturally unwilling to go.

In the silent hall, suddenly a clear voice came out: "Father, my son is willing to go." Following the voice, all the ministers looked, and they were strangers to this prince who called Father Qianyue.

Qianyue Tianyu was frightened by so many gazes at the moment, and her slender figure shrunk to a point, making it easier for people to ignore her.

Do you want to stand up?

That crisp voice echoed in his ears again, and every time he felt timid, he would always think of the sixth brother's voice.

No, he wanted to stand up.

Qianyue Tianyu straightened her body slowly, and walked in step by step. In the center of the hall stood a tall man, in stark contrast to Qianyue Tianyu's slenderness. Minister, even if Qianyue Tianyu didn't meet their gazes, she could feel the contemptuous gazes she placed on her.

He knew that in the palace, he was not living as the son of Qianyue God and the prince of the Manluo Empire, but living by Qianyueche's five elder brothers.Sixth brother, Qianyue Tianyu clenched her hand again, she couldn't let the sixth brother down.

Qianyue Tianyu raised her head and looked directly at the top of the main hall. The man with the most power, Qianyue God's handsome face was less gentle than usual, with a cold breath, restrained and deep eyes, and a black dragon robe, telling everyone He also told Qianyue Tianyu that the man standing in front of him at this moment was a man who ruled the world.

It was not the Qianyue God who was lovingly hugging Qianyue Che in his own impression.

The seductive peach blossom eyes could not see the slightest emotion, but a kind of indifferent radiance pervading around him, the emperor must also look down on him, Qianyue Tianyu thought.

"Are you okay?" In the quiet space, the emperor's almost indifferent voice echoed in the hall. It's nothing else, you can think about it, but are you okay?No one understands that this is not an Emperor asking his people, but a father asking his son.

It's just that among the people present, no one understands.

"I...I..." Qianyue Tianyu suddenly trembled.

"Standing by your side is General Fan Duomeng." Qian Yueshen said again.

"My son knows." Qianyue Tianyu lowered her head, not daring to look directly into the eyes of Qianyue God. Those eyes were cold and heartless except when facing people other than the sixth younger brother. Qianyue Tianyu knew that .

"Then you look up, look at the man standing beside you, look at yourself, and tell me, are you okay?"

"I……"

"Presumptuous! What kind of place do you think this palace is, a place where you can come in if you want to go, or a place where you can leave if you lower your head?" Qian Yueshen's voice was the same as before, but the majestic voice of the emperor The breath is getting thicker and thicker.

"I know I was wrong." Qianyue Tianyu's legs softened and she quickly knelt down.

"Get up." Qianyue God tightened his hand on the side of the dragon chair, and the wood carved with the dragon's body was almost crushed by him. No one can deny that the man in front of him is indeed a wise king in matters of state, even if he Pampering Qianyue Che too much.

"...Yes..." Qianyue Tianyu stood up trembling.

"Look up at Phantomon, and tell me, are you okay?"