My lord auspicious? !

After spending three days and two nights in the Gobi, on the afternoon of the third day, they finally stepped out of the Gobi and entered a half-Gobi and half-grassland area.

"We have entered the territory of Xiqiang." Prince Boluo's tone was very excited, with a sense of ease and joy of returning home.

The men in the Northwest all spontaneously sang the song taught by Yingjun, and the singing was wafting in the wind in the endless sky of the prairie. After a while, the sound of herdsmen's flutes came from a distance, echoing with their singing. music.

In this vast world, Yingjun felt that his heart was also magnified.A sense of freedom and unfettered pleasure made him clear his throat, and sang another song: "The steeds - galloping - in the vast grasslands; the steel guns are clenched tightly and the swords are shining; the mountains and rivers of the motherland The water is connected to my heart; I will never allow—the wolves to invade..."

The Northwest men listened carefully to the handsome song with bated breath, and were infected by the boldness and fearlessness in the singing, and all of them learned to sing along in their hearts.

Handsome only sang the first stanza, and completely forgot the words for the latter, so he had to sing that short stanza over and over again.Prince Boluo stared at his straight and thin back in a daze, his eyes melted with deep affection,

A few galloping horses galloped over from the distant grassland, and drove towards the handsome group. After stopping nearby, several young people on the horse greeted warmly and asked: "Who were you here just now?" Are you singing? What song are you singing? It's really nice!"

Handsome didn't expect that his casual roar on the grassland would attract fans, so he scratched his scalp embarrassingly and laughed

laugh.

"We are the herdsmen here. May I ask if we can spread the song around, and I promise to tell others who the original singer is." One of the herdsmen girls looked at them expectantly and said.

"Ask our young master! He sang all the songs." The Northwest men pointed to the handsome man and said enthusiastically.

The little girl turned her eyes to Handsome again, "Is it okay, my lord?"

The handsome "hehe" smirked, and waved his hands generously, "It's just two songs, you can sing whatever you want, and I can't collect your royalties here, can I?"

"Thank you, sir!" The little girl happily turned the horse's head, raised her whip and ran away, stopped after running a few steps, turned her head and asked, "May I ask your name, sir?"

Yingjun was about to answer her, but Bo Luo covered his mouth with one hand and returned: "Gold won't fall—!!"

The little girl and her friends ran away happily.

Handsome grabbed Bo Luo's hand, "Oh, why do you want to tell her a pseudonym? I want to use my real name to enter the music industry."

"You're already famous, so keep a low profile!" Bo Luo patted his head lovingly: If you let others know that you are so talented, there will be more and more competitors in this Palace.

"Pineapple, I found that you like to touch my head very much recently! No one told you: Is a man's head and a woman's waist a forbidden area? They can only be touched by close relatives." Handsome waved the pineapple on top of his head with his backhand He let go of his hands and roared.

"Oh? It's the first time I've heard of it." Prince Bo Luo seemed to deliberately pull a handsome bun again, and rubbed his head with his big hand.

Handsome gritted his teeth unwillingly, and stretched out his arms to scratch the top of Bo Luo's head.If you suffer a loss, you always have to find a way to take advantage of others!Handsome insisted on this idea, but he didn't expect his actions to mean a deeper meaning to Bo Luo.The prince accepted it calmly, and was elated calmly in his heart.

At the same time, at the foot of the distant 'Jiayun Mountain', Yan Chengzhu led his 'Dark Dragon Guards' to wait

A group of horses and horses came galloping.

As soon as the team of people stopped, the followers who followed them backed away consciously, leaving the carriage in place.Yan Chengzhu had a dark face, and with his legs clamped, he drove the horse over and got into the carriage.

The man in the carriage who had been silently lowering his head to think about the problem raised his head and smiled slightly at Yan Chengzhu: "You are still here!"

"If I don't come, will you leave like this regardless of everything?" Yan Chengzhu stared at the face that was very familiar to him, "Brother Huang! In your heart, what is Jiangshan Sheji?"

"Second brother! Jiangshan has more capable people besides me who can provoke him. And handsome... only I am the one who should be responsible for him." Yan Chengxia said calmly and softly.

"I've already said that I'll save him, don't you believe me?" Yan Chengzhu widened her eyes angrily.

"He's mine...how can I entrust his safety to another man?" Yan Chengxia glanced at him, sharp and decisive, with an expression of determination already made.

"You!" Yan Chengzhu looked at him with a guilty conscience, unable to speak.

"I've thought it through very clearly. I also left a letter with my father to clarify my mind. Second brother, from now on, you are Emperor Dayan Zhengyuan."

Yan Chengzhu grabbed his collar with one hand and said viciously: "You are like this every time, and you never consider my wishes. You have the final say on everything. What do you think of others?"

"I'm sorry, Chengzhu!" Yan Chengxia apologized, "Actually, I have been thinking about what I want. The supremacy of the throne once confused me, but it also brought me the distress of being imprisoned and free. I knew you existed, and maybe I wouldn’t choose that distress. Until I met Yingjun, the freedom and happiness he carried all the time deeply attracted me. Jiangshan and him, I will not hesitate Choose him freely." Yan Chengxia smiled knowingly while talking, and all the ghosts and ghosts of his little friend emerged in his mind.

Yan Chengzhu was very angry.Why do I always fall into the fate I am forced to accept?Jiangshan is someone who doesn't want it for him, even Yingjun is forced to let go when he sees that he has a chance?

For the first time, Yan Chengzhu had the urge to punch Yan Chengxia hard.

Yan Chengxia glanced at Yan Chengzhu's tightly clenched fist, took out a mask from his bosom to cover his face, turned around and lifted the curtain to go out.

Yan Chengzhu stopped him, "Don't leave! Don't try to shift your responsibility to me! I don't accept it!"

Yan Chengxia turned to look at him, "Then leave your decision to your own heart, your heart will tell you what you want, I will go out first and give you a quarter of an hour to think. You are the wind Be the emperor and go back to the imperial capital, or continue to be a masked man to pursue unrealistic dreams, think carefully for yourself^”

"What if I don't go back?" Yan Chengzhu asked him, "Will you go back?"

Yan Chengxia scratched his head helplessly, "I'm sorry! I'm already out and I don't plan to go back."

"What about the country? What about the throne?" Yan Chengzhu growled in a low voice, almost vomiting blood.

"What else can I do? Isn't the third brother still there?" Yan Chengxia waved his hand indifferently.

"You are such an irresponsible man!" Yan Chengzhu scolded.

"The country also wants me to be responsible, and the daughter-in-law also wants me to be responsible... At this time, I can only choose one!" Yan Chengxia gently pushed Yan Chengzhu away and grabbed his hand, jumped off the carriage without hesitation, and abandoned his supremacy

Rank.

Yan Chengzhu stared dumbfounded at his elder brother who made important decisions easily.He opened the curtain with one hand

Just as he was about to go out, a voice from the depths of his heart stopped him, made him stop, and froze in place.

He grew up in an environment without a father since he was a child, and the daily training was monotonous and boring, and he didn't know why. The destiny is completely different from that of the emperor?Why did the father choose another him to inherit the throne instead of himself?Even after hearing some political achievements from the emperor, he always thought in his heart: If he were the emperor, what should he do?What effect can be achieved?Until he made a bet with the emperor and actually sat in that position, his heart was excited and swelled. He was not satisfied with just being a conservative emperor. He had huge ambitions and expectations, and he could lead the country towards Another peak, but the premise is that he has to be the one standing at the top of power.

The handsome figure also appeared in his mind at this time.He really wanted to save him, accompany him, and take care of him, not treating him as a friend, but as someone with a more intimate relationship—someone who could make him give pure emotion.But, but handsome only has Brother Huang in his heart, even if he is facing himself, what he sees is Brother Huang's shadow.

On the one hand, there are mountains and rivers at your fingertips...

One side is for unknown feelings...

Yan Chengzhu was tangled in his heart.

Through the slightly opened curtain, he could see Yan Chengxia standing surrounded by the 'Dark Dragon Guards', looking at him with a mask identical to his own.

If... If they all choose to leave Dayan to save Yingjun, what is the future of Dayan?A country cannot be without a king for a day, even if the third child is replaced to take that position, what will be the consequences?A new round of political cleansing, turmoil in the court, unrest in the people, coveting by neighboring countries...

Time passed bit by bit, Yan Chengzhu held the curtain with one hand and still couldn't make a decision.He looked at the relaxed Yan Chengxia, and hated him from the bottom of his heart. He left hope to himself, temptation and temptation to himself, and the right to choose. He made him have to abandon one of himself. Sincerity, he let him see the real ugliness in his own human nature...

Yan Chengxia!You are really cruel!