I still remember the king's heart

In the early morning of the next day, when Sang Yu woke up, it was already raining and the sky was fine. There was a melodious call of orioles outside the window. The wind is blown suddenly, and the passion is not revealed.

Just thinking about it is enough to make people blush and heartbeat. Sang Yu blushed and sat up slowly from the couch to get dressed.

She bit her lip, her face became redder, and she reached out to take off the quilt to change and wash. There was a light knock at the door, and Sang Yu quickly crumpled the quilt into a ball and hugged her in her arms.

"Sleep a little longer?" Su Ming came in from the door, with a soft curve on his lips.

Sang Yu shook her head, "Wake up and get up."

She wanted to bypass Su Ming and go out, but was pulled in front of her.

"What are you holding in your arms?" Su Ming stretched out her hand to grab it, but Sang Yu didn't let her hug her tighter, her face turned redder, she frowned, and with a strong effort, a corner of the quilt slipped off, and the dark redness jumped into her eyes.

Su Ming was startled, and suddenly his heart became very soft. This girl gave her the most precious thing, throwing me a peach and repaying it with Qiongyao. She will take good care of her for the rest of her life.

"Do you regret it?" Su Ming stretched out his hand to straighten the broken hair on her forehead.

Sang Yu blushed and shook her head. If she said she regretted it, she should be regretting her destiny. She doesn't know anything, she doesn't have a prominent family background, no peerless martial arts, and no beauty.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Su Ming just shook his head blindly, with a flash of struggle in his eyes, "If I regret it..."

Sang Yu looked up at her abruptly, her eyes gradually gathered water, how would she leave her behind...

Su Ming also stopped talking, the rest of the words can't be said anymore, what can she do, give her up, she can't do it, since the moment she found her again, she vowed never to let her be alone again.

But people are so strange, some things are clear in their hearts but they can't say them no matter what.

"I'm going to wash the sheets." Sang Yu whispered, walked around her and turned to leave, her thin and frail back gradually disappeared from her sight.

Su Ming clenched his palms into fists and pursed his lips but did not catch up.

"Your Highness, let's go, the city is about to collapse, if you don't leave, it will be too late!"

Rong You was still sitting on the dragon chair in the Golden Luan Hall, with a long sword in his hand, his face was cold and stern, gloomy and terrifying.

"Get out!" He yelled angrily, but his followers didn't dare to call again, gritted their teeth and ran out.

In the distance, the flames were burning into the sky, and the shouts of killing were approaching. Rong Chu got up, picked up the long sword, and walked towards the inner hall.

There was no one lighting the hall, and it was very dark. The chairs and stools were overturned on the floor, and all the valuables had been looted. Even the gold paint on the Panlong pillar had been taken off, and the holes were beyond recognition.

There was a person lying on the couch, his face was pale, and his breath was like gossamer. If he could not see a trace of undulation from the quilt covering his body, he might have thought he had been dead for a long time.

Rong Chu approached him and lit the candle. The man seemed to be aware of it, and slowly opened his eyes. His face was swollen, and there was a circle of black and blue under his eyes. When he saw him, fear appeared on his face.

"Father, are you not happy that my son came to see you?" Rong You sat down slowly beside his bed, with a smile on his face, extremely gentle.

The emperor suddenly became excited, trembling all over, pointing at him and trying to say something but could only make a hoarse sound.

"Don't worry, Brother Huang will come to see you soon"

The sound of shouting and killing was close at hand, and the door of the palace was smashed with a bang, Rong Chu picked up the long sword and wiped it slowly, with an expression of love and affection, as if to appease a lover.

"Father, do you still remember that Zhaoyi who entered the palace five years ago? At the beginning, father praised her for having beautiful women in the north. She once looked at the city, secondly, the country, and thirdly, the city and the country, but later on" he said with a grim expression. Viciously, "You killed her just because she was suspected of having a fake pregnancy and competing for favor!"

That was the concubine chosen by his mother and concubine for him. He grew up with his childhood sweethearts, and he waited for an imperial edict to marry him into the palace, but he waited for the imperial edict to enter the palace to serve the king.

He hated, hated his aloof father, who deprived him of his happiness with just an imperial decree, and also hated that woman who was so heartless and ungrateful that she accepted it happily.

From that day on, he has been full of desire for the throne, from the virtuous corporals to the gangsters, he did all kinds of evil, and used all kinds of methods.

Finally came this day, the closest to the throne, and the farthest from the throne, and there is no chance to sit on it.

With a bang, the door of the temple was smashed open with sword energy, creaked and shook a few times, fell to the ground and broke into two halves.

Amidst the powder dust, Su Ming walked into the hall step by step with a glint in his hand, his face was cold and murderous.

Blood was also dripping from the gun in Rong You's hand, he opened the curtain of the inner hall with a single shot, and his expression suddenly became solemn.

Rong Chu raised his eyes to look at them, and put the long sword on the emperor's neck, "Look, father, brother is coming to see you too."

"Rong Chu! Are you really going to risk the world and be charged with killing your father and king?!" Rong You yelled angrily in a low voice, took a step forward, and spoke fiercely.

The emperor saw his eyeballs moving, and there were muddy tears flowing out of the corners of his eyes.

"It's really a father-son relationship." Rong Chu smiled lightly, and pressed down another three points with the long sword in his hand.

Su Ming took a step forward, and said coldly, "I want to avenge Yuechan, can your Highness let me finish him with my own hands?"

"There is also the revenge of Ah Man!" Rong You gritted his teeth, his eyes were about to burst.

"Stop! Whoever takes a step forward, I'll kill him right away!" Rong Chu's expression was stern, the sword in his hand was pressed against the emperor's neck, bloodstains were left, the emperor's eyes were full of pleading, and more and more muddy tears welled up.

Su Ming stood with his sword in his arms, but there was no wind but his hair fluttered lightly, and his tone was cold, "Maybe try whose sword is faster."

It was too late to say it, but then it was too late, a ruthlessness flashed in Rong Chu's eyes, he raised his hand slightly, Su Ming's figure moved, and the light came out of his sheath, piercing the night.

There was blood falling drop by drop on the floor, Rong Chu had a weird smile on his lips, and wiped his neck with the long sword in his hand, "Su Ming... Do you still remember the Jiangnan Sang family who was ordered to be silenced ten years ago... Haha...it's really interesting..."

The Hanguang in Suming's hand disappeared, her pupils shrank slightly, and a storm arose in her heart. The Sang family... Sang Yu... the orphan girl living in the capital...

She quickly put her sword back into its sheath, and took two steps back, Rong Chu grinned grimly, dying with regret.

Rong You walked up to him, and slowly closed his eyes. When they were young, they were also good brothers who studied together, practiced martial arts, fought eagles and dogs, and watched flowers together, but there is probably nothing real in this deep palace. Family affection, even his most beloved father threatened Ah Man to enter the palace and be imprisoned in the prison. If he hadn't entered the palace, Ah Man is probably still alive and well.

In the autumn of the 13th year of Yuanhe, civil strife broke out in Qi State. The crown prince and King Qi met each other in battle. They fought bloody battles outside the palace for three months. In the end, King Qi was defeated and committed suicide. Amnesty to the world means long-term peace and stability.

"Are you really going to tell her about this?"

Su Ming nodded, struggle flashed in his eyes, although selfish, this was the only way to keep her.

Rong You sighed, now he is wearing a bright yellow dragon robe with twelve chapters, which has already been washed away from the impulsiveness and recklessness, and has added firmness and stability.

"I plan to be the number one scholar in Enke this year. The court has already reserved a place for you. Why don't you stay and be my right-hand man?"

"I promised her to take her out of the troubled place of the capital after the matter is over."

Rong You nodded, without further pressing, "This is the Supreme Order of Buyulou, return it to its original owner"

Su Ming took it and held it in his hand and slowly stroked it, it was the hard work of her and Yuechan, but now the order is still there and the person is dead.

She got up and said goodbye lightly.

Sang Yu took the rattle to tease Yunhe, the little guy gnawed on his finger, stretched out his hand to snatch it, and was still spitting bubbles, so cute.

She picked him up, it was fragrant and soft, her heart was about to be melted, and she poked his chubby face with her finger, the little guy refused to listen, and said something in her mouth, and her little hand He gnawed on the fingers that grabbed her.

Huanhua watched from the side with a gentle expression, "This kid Yunhe is very naughty, I don't know who taught him."

Sang Yu smiled softly, her eyebrows were gentle and charming under the candlelight, "Who else is there, of course you are a mother."

"Madam likes children so much, why don't you..." She stopped abruptly, realizing that she had said something wrong, and hurriedly apologized, "Madam...that's not what I meant..."

Sang Yu's expression darkened for a moment, then she smiled, pretending to be relaxed, "It's nothing, don't call me Mrs.

Huanhua nodded, took the child from her arms and coaxed her, "It's hard to change your mouth once you get used to it."

At the end, she looked at the sky outside again, the night was as thick as splashed ink, "Has Su Ming not come back yet?"

Sang Yu nodded, lowered her eyebrows, and unconsciously twisted the hem of the moon white silk shirt with her fingers.

Since the quarrel that was not considered a quarrel, the two have been fighting coldly until now. Su Ming leaves early and returns late every day, and the one who comes back comes when she falls asleep. When she wakes up, there is no one beside the bed.

Huanhua sighed softly, held her hand and persuaded: "Since we have decided to be together, we can talk about it if we have something to say. The most taboo thing between two people is that you don't talk to me. What's the point of being together"

What's more, the feelings between women are fragile and vulnerable to a single blow. No matter how powerful Su Ming is, she is still a woman after all, and it is inevitable to be emotional.

Sang Yu's eyes turned red, "What did she say, it's all...it's like that...she still wants to regret..."

When I think about it, I feel sour in my heart, and the tears can't stop falling.

"Oh, I just said it casually, why is Jinshan Temple flooded with water?" Huanhua teased, handing over a handkerchief, with pity in her eyes.

"Since ancient times, men and women have been married, and women have nothing more than to rely on. From my point of view, although Su Ming is a little colder, it's good to have the ability to treat others. She is a person worthy of entrusting her life. Don't think too much about it. What can I say? Just say it right"

Sang Yu nodded, and was about to say something when Su Ming suddenly pushed the door open, gave Huan Hua a cold look, then pulled her up and walked out.

The author has something to say:

I slept until the afternoon and didn’t get up. My back hurts, I may have caught a cold again, and my joints are so painful that I can’t help it... After finishing this chapter, I can’t lift my elbows... Well, I still want to say, happy new year, little angels, I wish everyone who misses it in the new year and don’t miss the cute author~