[Sword Three + Lu Xiaofeng] The Crane Returns to the Lonely Mountain

Chapter 42

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The emperor was slightly taken aback, but then he finally couldn't help it, laughed lowly, stood up and handed the whole plate of mooncakes to Ye Dange—Ye Dange scratched his hair in embarrassment, But he reached out to take the plate unceremoniously, held the plate with one hand and picked up the moon cake with the other, lowered his head and took a bite, and immediately raised his eyebrows and eyes, his delicate and gentle face was full of a satisfied and joyful smile.

——Like a satiated little animal, I can no longer see the determination and arrogance of the previous time when I broke into the forbidden palace...

I don’t know why, I feel a little envious of Ye Gucheng—the palace is full of intrigues and undercurrents, and people’s hearts are getting bigger and bigger every day. How long has it been since I have seen such easy-to-satisfy people? There are many people in the harem, and how many people are there? Willing to take risks for him alone, willing to commit crimes for the common people, the young and handsome emperor couldn't help but sighed in a low voice. When Ye Dange turned his head to look at him with some doubts, he had already returned to his former gentleness. With a smile, he called out "Miss Ye" in a gentle voice, and then pointed to a screen in the corner.

Ye Dange understood, hugged the plate of moon cakes, and disappeared in the shadow behind the screen immediately.

The emperor glanced in the direction of the screen subconsciously, nodded, returned to the table, picked up a pen and continued to write the memorial.

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The appointed time for the decisive battle came soon, but the palace suddenly became chaotic—a large number of people from the rivers and lakes poured into the palace in an instant, each of them was wearing that special ribbon.

There were only six ribbons, how could there be so many all of a sudden?

Everyone is puzzled by this, but at this moment, there is no time to think about it anymore—all the big insiders have changed their faces, and immediately dispatched people to the highest palace in the Forbidden City—— The Taihe Palace is surrounded tightly, no one is allowed to move around at will.

Finally, Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuuxue also arrived.

On the roof of the Hall of Supreme Harmony, two figures in white stood facing each other, silently looking at each other.

Everyone held their breath, quietly waiting for the world-shattering battle between the two top swordsmen in the world, but no one noticed that the door of Qianqing Palace in the distance was suddenly pushed open.

The emperor put down his pen, raised his head to look at the door, then lowered his eyes slightly, and his voice seemed to be slightly puzzled: "Wang An? I haven't gone to bed yet, so I don't need to wait on you now. Go down."

——Wang An is an old man in the palace, and he was already his confidant when he was still the prince.When Ye Dange said that Nanwang should be Wang An in the palace, he still took chances, hoping it was a mistake, but he didn't expect...it was really him, it really was him!

The eunuch standing at the bottom of the steps slightly bowed and saluted, but he didn't leave for a long time. Instead, he laughed: "I want to invite the emperor to meet someone."

The eunuch's voice was high-pitched and thin, and his smile was particularly piercing—Ye Dange, who was hiding behind the screen, frowned and waited patiently with his lips pursed.

The emperor's face darkened for a moment, but he still didn't have an attack. He just looked at him steadily—as if he was looking at a stranger, as if...he had never known him for so many years.

The emperor's eyesight is actually not too sharp, but extraordinarily deep, which makes people suddenly feel an unpredictable sense of powerlessness - Wang An couldn't wait for his answer for a long time, and felt a little uneasy under his gaze, Finally, he was a little breathless, gritted his teeth, and waved his hand——immediately, another person came in from the door.

It was a very handsome young man, wearing a bright yellow dragon robe - the emperor's face finally changed all of a sudden.

They really have exactly the same appearance, exactly the same body shape, and exactly the same... court clothes.

"Does your majesty know this one?" Wang An laughed all of a sudden, as if he had finally calmed down his uneasiness, full of complacency, which made his laughter more shrill and ugly, "This is Prince Nan His eldest son, your direct cousin."

The emperor stared at him intently, with an unbelievably calm expression: "Entering the capital without an edict, making dragon robes without permission, and breaking into the Forbidden Palace without permission—do you know what crimes are involved in each?"

Prince Nan raised his head, and suddenly laughed: "I'm afraid it's—ten thousand deaths cannot be redeemed."

"Since you know, why..."

"Since you know, why do you still want to break the law!" Before the emperor finished speaking, he was interrupted by Nan Wang's son-he was sombre, his voice was stern, and he was full of righteousness, "The prince broke the law and the common people are the same crime. You are of the same bloodline of the clan, so let me spare you a whole body, and send it to the Nanwang Mansion as soon as it is executed at dawn!"

The emperor suddenly stood up from the chair, looked straight at the person with the same appearance as himself, and said indifferently:

"I—just one question."

"Calling me privately is another capital offense!" Nan Wang Shizi chuckled, as if he could no longer hide the pride in his heart, the chuckle finally slowly turned into a loud laugh, and finally laughed enough Then he raised his head, raised his eyebrows, and his tone was full of condescending contempt, as if what he said was a great gift, "But I think you are going to die soon, so if you have any questions, just ask— —I’m in a good mood, so what’s the point of answering?”

The emperor glanced at him, and smiled lightly—compared with the proud and arrogant smile of Nan Wang Shizi, this kind of smile is so faint that people can even ignore it.

After a smile, the emperor finally spoke:

"What is it under my rule that makes you dissatisfied, so that you seek to usurp the throne?"

"What's your dissatisfaction?" Prince Nan didn't seem to expect him to ask such a question, he was slightly taken aback, but immediately sneered, "The biggest dissatisfaction is why you are the emperor, but I can only stay in the The so-called fiefdom, you can’t set foot in the capital for a lifetime without an edict? You and I are both of the blood of the clan, and even the appearance is exactly the same, but look at you—where is the aura that an emperor should have? You still have to ask Why usurp the throne - why are you so naive? Who doesn't want this dragon chair and a dragon robe? You are inferior to me in everything, but you became emperor because of a good background, why?"

The emperor didn't speak, just looked at him indifferently.

"You are still so calm when you are about to die." Seeing the other party's flustered appearance, Nan Wang Shizi seemed to be a little regretful and unwilling, and snorted coldly, "I forgot, I heard that you are very good at martial arts, so naturally you are not afraid of the two of us. "

Nan Wang Shizi said, suddenly laughed, and clapped his hands lightly: "I just don't know how your martial arts are compared to this person?"

The door was pushed open again - the person who walked in was dressed in snow-white clothes, and his body seemed to have a biting chill. The sword in his hand hadn't been sheathed yet, but his whole body was full of sword energy.

"Ye Gucheng?" The emperor looked at him—with a slight smile on his face.

Ye Gucheng glanced at him, but he couldn't help but glance at the screen in the corner from the corner of his eye, and responded with a blank expression: "Yes."

The smile on the emperor's face became more and more gentle: "At this moment, I can't have a good fight with Ximen Chuuxue, but I have to come to see a boring person like me. The city lord must be very regretful."

Ye Gucheng raised his eyes to look at him—this time, it was finally with a sense of appreciating him.

This is the first time Ye Gucheng has seen the emperor—he looks exactly the same as the son of the Southern King, but it gives people a completely different feeling.

He is restrained, gentle, and even a little ordinary—all of these are not what an emperor should have, but when all these things are added together, he seems to be covered with a layer of fog, unpredictable and unclear.

Ye Gucheng withdrew his gaze, and said indifferently, "With His Majesty's composure and insight, there are few people in the martial arts that can match. If you enter the rivers and lakes, you will definitely be among the top ten masters."

The emperor was still smiling: "The city lord has good eyesight."

The atmosphere between the two was peaceful, and there was no action for a long time. Nan Wang Shizi's face changed slightly, and finally he couldn't help it: "What's the point of talking more about the matter now? City Lord, if you don't do anything again, wait for the imperial army to retreat, and you will die at that time." It's us!"

Ye Gucheng turned his head to look at him, and then slowly stepped back two steps to stand at the door, then raised his eyes to look at the emperor who was still standing on the steps, and said coldly: "I don't kill unarmed people."

The emperor was stunned for a moment, and then he laughed: "Does the city lord want to leave the 'notoriety' of 'killing unarmed people' to me?"

Ye Gucheng remained expressionless and said coldly, "I am a swordsman, you are not."

He's a swordsman, so he never kills unarmed people.Although the emperor practiced martial arts, he was not from the rivers and lakes—this was not a grievance between the rivers and lakes, but a dispute between courts and courts. There was no such thing as "unarmed", so he should handle it himself.

Hearing the words, the emperor didn't seem to think he was disobedient, he nodded with a smile, and slowly walked down the steps step by step.

The Prince Nan's expression changed in an instant - Ye Gucheng and the emperor's conversation reached this point, how could he still not hear that the two had already reached a certain consensus?

The matter had already completely gotten out of control, and the pride and confidence on Prince Nan's face finally disappeared in an instant, and he looked at Ye Gucheng with a livid face, without any trace of his usual gentleness:

"Ye Gucheng, do you think you can get rid of yourself by taking refuge in the emperor? You..."

"Shut up!" Nan Wang Shizi hadn't finished speaking, but was immediately interrupted by a stern voice—the voice was soft and waxy that is unique to Jiangnan women, but also had a bit of awe, "Ye Gucheng just pretended to agree. You—a rebellious minister and traitor, you can be punished by everyone, how can you talk about taking refuge in the emperor? Your conspiracy was exposed, and you dare to speak wild words, and you can't be arrested quickly?"

Several people followed the prestige, and saw a girl in apricot yellow clothes suddenly walking out from behind the screen in the corner, with a huge epee behind her back, and a gentle and delicate face with cold eyebrows and cold eyes, staring straight at her. With the prince of the South.

Ye Gucheng, who was standing at the door, turned his head to look at her, but couldn't help but pause for a moment on the plate of mooncakes she was holding in her arms—he couldn't help but notice that a corner of the top mooncake on the plate was missing. One piece, obviously just been bitten by someone.

The emperor laughed, and looked at the Prince Nan who was suddenly scolded, his eyes became somewhat clear - Ye Gucheng may not have really pretended to agree at the beginning.But... the emperor glanced at Ye Gucheng, but he didn't point it out. He just turned his head and asked in a warm voice:

"I don't know if mooncakes are still suitable for girls?"

The author has something to say: Xiao Dange, can you pay attention to your image?When you are so serious and nervous, you are still eating mooncakes 23333333333333

At this time, the city owner must have been full of barrage in his head: Why haven't you gotten married yet?Besides Ximen Fuxue (who runs the pastry shop), the little emperor (the one who delivers the mooncakes) must also be a formidable opponent! ! !