Si Tian Guan

Liu Chongming dismissed his attendants, and led the horse by himself, and walked slowly back along the base of the city wall.

The lights in the street were being extinguished one by one, leaving a large dark space for him to hide in.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but there is always a smell of blood that seems to be there, but before I came out of that room, I had washed my hands repeatedly many times.

He unconsciously put his hand on the bottom of his nose, and the smell of fragrant pancreas rushed into his nostrils. The pungent scent still couldn't cover the special milky and bloody smell on the baby's body.

When the first knife went down, the woman was still not dead, maybe it was the mother's instinct, even though his knife had pierced the woman's body, and the unborn baby was still in the womb.

"Please," the woman stared at him with fading eyes, desperately protecting her abdomen with bloody hands, as if she still hoped to let another child see—see this day: "Please... let the child go ..."

Liu Chongming suddenly bent over and vomited.

The stomach had vomited until nothing was left, but it convulsed uncontrollably. He vomited until he could hardly stand up. He could only kneel down slowly while leaning on the city wall, and then shrank his body and shivered in the darkness.

Vote certificate.

When he went to the palace, Shen Zhou had already made a divination—a hexagram—and a certificate of honor for him.

In order to be able to tie him down, the emperor asked him to make up for the two dead people.

He originally thought that by kneeling outside the Imperial Study Room, he could show his sincerity to the emperor, and later he would go anywhere to find two abandoned babies without father and mother to take with them. This was a certificate of surrender to the emperor .

In the worst case, it is just a serious search for a pregnant woman with twins, and only one baby will be given to the emperor, why risk the lives of the woman and the other child.

After all, it was too naive.

After leaving the palace, he was blindfolded and followed Yu Dexi to nowhere. It was only when he saw the three pregnant women in front of him that he suddenly understood what the emperor wanted him to use as a testimonial.

One a year, no wonder the emperor is not in a hurry, there is already a candidate, just waiting for him to throw himself into the trap and do it himself.

At this step, he has no way of turning back.

"My lord," Yu Dexi swung his fly whisk behind him with a calm expression of joy, "Your lord's luck is really good. Our family thought it would be too late for your lord to catch up."

Maybe not because he's lucky, maybe just because he's useful enough.

September fetus, barely able to survive.

In the delivery room, Mrs. Wen skillfully massaged and massaged, and the woman tied to the bed was in such extreme pain that she couldn't even utter a shrill cry.

And he could only watch helplessly as the pre-term baby was taken away.

From now on, only three swords and six lives are needed, and the missing two people still have this year's shares—and make up for it.

— After walking for so long, the cry of the baby and the scream of the woman are still in my ears.

He experienced Pan-hyuk's fear, a nightmare he couldn't shake for the rest of his life.

"Congratulations, son."

He congratulated each other with Eunuch Yu with a smile on his face, and was blindfolded peacefully until he was sent off the carriage in the dark.

Fortunately, it was in the dark, and no one saw him kneeling on the ground,—vomiting,—while biting his sleeve in his mouth, crying silently.

This embarrassing, filthy and disgusting appearance.

The road home was extremely long, until the sky broke, and I saw the lanterns hanging outside the gate of the other courtyard from a distance, shining bright yellow in the morning light.

Someone was flying towards him against the light, like a butterfly fluttering in the sun.

Maybe it was because he was so tired that he didn't want to take another step, or maybe it was because of Zhen Ai's waiting mood, Liu Chongming stood still, only opened his arms, and waited expectantly.

Someone welcomed him home, how could he be reluctant to come back.

The next moment, the man threw himself on his chest, full of fragrance.

"Chongming!" Qu Chenzhou hugged his waist fiercely, climbed up with his feet on his feet, and bit his neck in a random way, without saying anything, only called him repeatedly with sobs: "Chongming... ... Chongming."

Liu Chongming gnawed like venting, and lifted Qu Chenzhou's jaw after a while.

It turned out that it was like three autumns, but it was only a few days since we saw each other. It seemed that we had been separated for a long time, and the wind and sand had corroded a hole in our heart that only his little fox could fill.

"Why are you crying?" He lowered his head, licked the wet corners of his eyes with the tip of his tongue, and blamed him with a smile, "Isn't it just that you came back late? Are you so clingy? When did you become so squeamish..."

He was thrown into the alley at the corner and pushed against the wall.

It was like falling into a dream for a moment, tasting and devouring each other unscrupulously in a place avoiding all eyes.

They are two halves torn into the same person, and only when they are glued together can they feel no pain.

"Shen Zhou," Liu Chongming wiped away tears for others over and over again, and in the madness of kissing and biting, he heard his hoarse voice: "Shen Zhou...don't leave me."

The water on the tea stove rolled a few times, and a slender hand was wrapped in a handkerchief, lifting the teapot, and the boiling water and tea leaves swirled around the bottom of the cup, making it seventy percent full.

Mu Jingyan held the cup with both hands and put it on the tea table: "Mother, please use tea."

He watched Concubine Yu carefully hold the teacup in her hand, and then smiled, "Concubine Mother is in the palace, have you ever found out what Liu Chongming did that day?"

"Jing Yan, what's going on in the palace...you can just inquire about it." Concubine Yu lowered her head and rubbed her teacup, ashamedly said, "Don't say it's me. How could I know what my younger brother came out of?"

She looked into her son's eyes, afraid of being blamed, she didn't dare to pause and ask: "Aren't you someone in the palace..."

Mu Jingyan's expression was indifferent, as if he was talking about something unrelated to himself: "Last year, Bo Yan and Yu Dexi punished many people because of the concubine's mother's affairs. Now it's not so convenient for me to inquire about the news."

Concubine Yu dared not answer any more.

"Chongming," Mu Jingyan said with a shallow smile, "Before, he was only thought of as focusing on business, so I really underestimated him."

"What's wrong?" Concubine Yu asked puzzledly, "Do you know what he did?"

"It's just a guess. Can't Concubine Mu see what he wants?"

Mu Jingyan asked back, and laughed lightly amid Concubine Yu's silence.

"Liao Guangming left the camp from the north of the city a few days ago and went to Luocheng. This idiot's mind is filled with dung, and he only wants to show himself in front of the emperor. I don't know when he will react. He has no way out."

"If you had figured it out before pulling out the camp, and came back to beg the emperor, there would still be a way to survive. Now it's too late."

"Since Liao Guangming went to the northern suburbs, Liu Chongming used the name of Dali Temple to communicate frequently with Jinxiu Camp."

"I don't want to show up, and I asked my uncles to move around, but they couldn't hold back and were willing to throw away real money. Those in Jinxiu Camp are not fools. Who should I choose between Liu Chongming and Liao Guangming? Of course."

"I'm afraid Liao Guangming didn't know that his backyard was on fire."

"I managed to get someone to convince him in secret, but I didn't expect him to rush back to Beijing in a hurry, and was fooled by those bastards who had benefited from it, so he just left again."

"If I were the royal father, I wouldn't look down on such a fool."

When he said this, Concubine Yu could not understand the meaning of the words.

"You mean, Liu Chongming's target...is the Jinxiu Camp? Where did he get such a big appetite? Impossible!" Concubine Yu denied it, "The Bai family has already taken over the military power, how is it possible!"

"Military power is military power, and Jinxiu Battalion is a loyal dog." Mu Jingyan's gaze sank: "That's why I said that I underestimated Chongming. If he is willing to let go of his figure, how can the father not be tempted?"

Concubine Yu was flustered by what he said.

"We have worked so hard in every possible way for so long, and the emperor is not willing to give you some of the Nan Ya. If I had known it earlier..."

In the middle of speaking, she stopped again, and finally found out the problem

— Not to mention the three princes, even Mu Jingchen would not be able to bend down and take up the position of Jinxiu Camp.

So many people in the court are watching, who would like to be held in the hands of a dignified prince.

"Cheng Yaojin, who came out halfway, didn't expect it before," Mu Jingyan sneered, "When Liu Shizi really becomes Commander Liu, Jinxiu Camp will become even more difficult than in Liao Guangming's hands."

"No...it can't be." It was rare for Concubine Yu to see him without a smiling face like this, and she panicked for a while: "I heard from them that the Jinxiu Camp is about to fall..."

"That's Liao Guangming's Splendid Camp."

Mu Jingyan took a sip of the tea, and threw the herbal tea that had lost its temperature to one side.

"It's cold, so it's natural to replace it with a new one. Whether the Jinxiu Camp will fall or not depends on whether the emperor wants to use it or not. Do you think the emperor will be willing to let go of this opportunity to control the Liu family?"

Concubine Yu's heart tightened, and she spoke carefully after a while, as if she was afraid of angering her son.

"No wonder... Your Majesty has spent the past few days... staying in the Lijing Palace."

Mu Jingyan's fingers slowly stroked the teacup, without saying a word.

He had an eyeliner in the palace, so he knew this little thing long ago, but it was precisely this that made him realize that no matter what kind of agreement Liu Chongming reached with the emperor, staying in the Lijing Palace already showed the emperor's respect. manner.

I once thought that sooner or later I would meet Liu Chongming head-on, but I didn't expect it to be earlier than expected.

"Jing Yan..." Concubine Yu looked at her son's expression and reminded softly, "Wan-Liu Chongming knew about his brother back then..."

She glanced over like a knife, and she swallowed the following words again.

"Back then?" Mu Jingyan sneered: "If it wasn't for your good deeds, hiding people, how could Liu Qingyan be smashed, and why should I kill people? Before I got anything, I knew how to guard against me, now Do you still have the face to recall the past?"

Concubine Yu moved her lips, and finally suppressed the sobbing sound.

"Your uncles are also doing it for your own good. The past is over. What should we do now? Just watch Liu Chongming take over Jinxiu Camp? If Liu Qingruo is just being favored, that's all. I'm afraid that she will--" pregnant..."

"What are you panicking about!"

Mu Jingyan scolded, paused for a moment, and then said slowly: "I sent people to follow Liao Guangming, but I don't know when he will be awakened. If he returns to Beijing, this side will naturally respond."

"Uncle, I also have arrangements, just let them listen obediently. If Liu Chongming can spend money on the bright side, we can spend money in the dark. If Liao Guangming can start a fire in the backyard, so can Liu Chongming."

"As for the palace..." His eyes fell on Concubine Yu: "Will Concubine Mother want to see another prince in the palace and fight to the death with me?"

Concubine Yu nodded knowingly: "I understand, I will find a way."

Mu Jingyan filled the teacup in front of her again, and handed it to her with both hands: "Mother and Concubine take it easy, next time I come to do my filial piety for Mother and Concubine, Father will definitely like it very much."

Concubine Yu watched him step back down the steps, the heart held in her throat slowly fell.

"Mother concubine."

She was startled, and hurriedly answered: "Jing Yan, is there... anything else?"

"Mother Concubine, why are you panicking? Am I not your son?" Mu Jingyan showed his usual gentle smile again: "I forgot to remind Mother Concubine not to hurt Qingru."

Concubine Yu's heart almost jumped out of her throat, and she couldn't help yelling in a low voice: "Jing Yan, you are crazy! She is... a concubine!"

"So what? When I ascend the throne and become the emperor, I will put her in the cold palace. At that time, she will only belong to me."

"Jing Yan!" Concubine Yu suppressed her throbbing chest, "Shut up!"

"Why can't you say it?" Mu Jingyan smiled shyly, as if remembering the sweet lover in his heart: "People like me can become kings, why can't we just think about the imperial concubine?"

The author has something to say: emmm, after Fei Shuangjie, maybe this is the second "thunder spot" of this article?

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