minister wants to kill the king

In the following half a month, Xue Lang sent several letters along with the military newspaper, all concerned about His Majesty's health, or some gossip.

Fengsu ""

Afterwards, Feng Yan escorted Feng Rongjin back to Beijing first, and they haven't seen each other for two years, Feng Rongjin has lost a lot of weight, and she has also become taller, looking like a girl in her prime.

Feng Rongjin brought back a gift from Xue Lang to Feng Su.

Feng Rongjin spread her palms as she spoke.

It is two wolf teeth, with complicated patterns on the wolf teeth, inlaid with gold leaf on the side, and strung together with red thread.

Feng Su silently clenched the wolf's teeth back into his palm.

In the previous life, Xue Lang took the initiative to give it to him, but in this life, he didn't even let him touch it. Now, he asked Feng Rongjin to send it back to him on his own initiative.

It's Xue Lang who wants to save something

No.

Feng Rongjin said in a low voice, "General Xue said that this is a family token left by his mother, and now he is willing to present it to His Majesty."

Xue Lang knew.

Feng Su did not expect that Xue Lang would know his life experience so quickly, how did Xue Lang know and who told Xue Lang

Feng Su glanced at the pile of letters in front of the case. It turned out that these letters were not for the fake Feng Su, but for him to read.

It takes more than 40 days to go back and forth from the capital to the frontier, that is to say, not long after he regained power, someone sent a message to Xue Lang

Feng Su pondered for a moment, then ordered to clean up the palace and strictly investigate Xue Lang's party members.

Feng Rongjin looked at Feng Su's uncertain face, and called out cautiously, "Su Su"

Only then did Feng Su realize that he had crumpled the letter into a ball, and quickly let go of it, the ball of paper fell to the ground.Feng Rongjin wanted to ask in detail, but seeing Feng Su's face, he swallowed his words, thought for a while and said, "I believe that General Xue and Yan will definitely win."

Feng Su nodded, in the last life, this battle should have been lost, Ashina Yan let Feng Rongjin go, Ashina Daiqin didn't trust this brother at all, so he ordered his subordinates on the way back to Ashinayan Ashinayan was killed.

Later, Feng Yan and Ashina Daiqin were repeatedly defeated in battle. After the frontier fortress was broken, Feng Yan died in battle, and Feng Rongjin, who had not had time to send out of the city, was killed by Ashina Daiqin himself.

In this life, Xue Lang saved Ashinayan. Xue Lang was good at marching and fighting, and Ashinayan cooperated with each other, so he was able to win a big victory.

"If they capture Ashina Daiqin and Yan becomes Khan, will Susu continue to attack the Turks?"

Feng Su laughed, and stroked the top of Feng Rongjin's head, "How can Daqi have so many troops now, it is already a strong bow and crossbow to fight against the Turks, if Ashinayan is willing to form an alliance with Daqi, it would be great, if this battle If the fight continues, it will not be a good thing for Yu Daqi or Turkic."

Feng Rongjin was relieved, seeing that Feng Su was preoccupied, she stopped disturbing her and left the imperial study.

There was no sound in the imperial study room. After Feng Rongjin left, Feng Su slumped his shoulders as if his strength had been drained from his whole body.He bent down slowly and picked up the letter that fell on the ground.

Feng Su unfolded the wrinkled letters, and read repeatedly the letters Xue Lang wrote to him. They were all nonsense from parents who cared about their health. The last letter came back with Feng Rongjin. Compared with the previous letters, it was also Nothing special.

When did Xue Lang know his identity? Did he send a letter to himself after he knew it, or did he send it to him before?

Guessing based on the time, the latest time Xue Lang knew his identity was also before Xue Lang wrote the last letter, and then Xue Lang handed the wolf ya to Feng Rongjin and asked Feng Rongjin to bring it to him.

In other words, Xue Lang knew about it when he wrote the first letter.

Xue Lang is the son of Xianbei princess Murongzhu and Turkic Moruo Khan, and the half brother of Ashina Daiqin.

I knew the truth clearly, but kept it from Xue Lang, and hinted to Xue Lang in vague words, I had a lot of difficulties

Then use Xue Lang to make Xue Lang, who is a Turk, face his own people with swords.

If the previous life was all a misunderstanding, then in this life, his actions have reached the point where they cannot be cleared up.

Deceit is true, and so is exploitation.

Feng Su looked at the words of concern on the letter again, and there was warmth in every line, but suddenly felt a little shuddering.

After knowing the truth, how could Xue Lang not hate him and greet his body with every word of concern? Feng Su couldn't imagine how Xue Lang wrote these letters.

and also

When I escaped from the prison on my front foot, someone informed Xue Lang on the back foot, which means that many people in the palace are Xue Lang's minions. Also, Xue Lang cooperated with King Su at that time because he wanted to gain the power of King Su's subordinates. King Su's people have all become Xue Lang's subordinates, and their influence in the palace cannot be underestimated.

Then when the fake Fengsu found the dungeon easily and escaped easily, did Xue Lang really have no precautions or did Xue Lang do it on purpose?

The chill spread from the soles of his feet, freezing his whole body solidly.

After a long time, Feng Su let out a very slow breath.

Feng Su ordered people to thoroughly investigate the palace and cut off Xue Lang's wings. Years ago, he finally remembered the fake Feng Su who was imprisoned, so he exiled him with his face tattooed.

After the new year, news came from the border that Xue Lang beheaded the head of the Turkic Khan Ashina Daiqin with his own hands.

Xue Lang led the army back to the court, and messengers reported the progress of the army to Fengsu along the way.

Feng Su and Xueshi Deng discussed it all night, and they worked out a plan. They set up many ambushes outside Beijing, and captured Xue Lang on the day he returned to Beijing.

He didn't believe that Xue Lang would obediently return to the capital and let him capture him. If there were no accidents, Xue Lang would definitely plan to lead an army into the capital and pull him, the Han emperor, from the throne himself.

How could Xue Lang let him go?

The fifteenth day of the first month.

The spies came to report that Xue Lang's army was still three days away from the capital.

The atmosphere in Beijing was full of excitement, even the palace was decorated with lanterns and festoons, making it more popular than usual.

The people in the palace were constantly flowing, busy with joy on their faces, Daqi had won the battle, and it was a festive season, the whole palace was filled with joyful scenes.

Obviously it was a holiday, Feng Su was even more nervous, Xue Lang would be back in three days, he ordered his men to go down to check for any omissions in the arrangement over and over again, and tried his best to capture Xue Lang as soon as he entered the capital.

It was already late at night when everything was done, and he had to go to court on the second day after the Lantern Festival, Feng Su pressed his temples tiredly, and lay down on the bed after changing clothes and washing.Because Feng Su didn't like to be served by palace people while sleeping, so after Feng Su fell asleep, all the palace people retreated to the outside room.

A lamp is like a bean, in the huge bedroom, only a glazed lamp in the corner flickers, making the hall not completely dark.

With an inaudible sound, Feng Su trembled in his heart and was about to make a move. Then, one hand covered his mouth. At the same moment, the other hand firmly grasped Feng Su's two wrists. imprisoned in the top of the head.

In the dim light, Feng Su could only see Xue Lang's smiling face and bloody eyes above him.

Then it went dark, and Feng Su didn't know anything.

Still careless.

This was Feng Su's last thought before he fell into a coma.

Feng Su has been tense for several days, and now he has been in a coma and has been in a drowsy sleep for a long time. When he woke up again, he heard the sound of horseshoes and wheels crushing on the snow.

There is some bumps under his body, he should be in the carriage

Feng Su slowly opened his eyes, and his goal was the interior of the spacious carriage, the walls were wrapped with cotton silk, and there was a carbon stove inside, so the whole interior of the carriage was as warm as spring.A table was placed in the center, Feng Su looked up, Xue Lang was sitting in front of the table in a black robe, fiddling with something.

Xue Lang fiddled with the things in his hand earnestly, without turning his head, he said, "The arrangement is quite thorough."

Feng Su pulled the corners of his lips, imagining the same as before, or smiling sarcastically or calmly, but he couldn't laugh no matter what.

Feng Su: "I thought you would arrive in three days."

Xue Lang, "Do you think I will obediently return to Beijing to be slaughtered by you like in my previous life?"

Feng Su: "No."

Xue Lang: "Then why do you think that I am really with the army instead of bringing cronies to sneak into the palace and take you away before you are ready to take precautions?"

Feng Su was speechless.

Xue Lang turned his head and looked at Feng Su, "Do you think I will lead an army to the capital to seek rebellion?" He smiled, "How could it be, Your Majesty, I am loyal to you."

Xue Lang picked up the things in his hands, Feng Su saw clearly what Xue Lang was holding in his hands.

It is a concentric knot made of red threads, and it is woven into a complicated Fang Sheng, with two spikes falling from the bottom.

Xue Lang bent down and tied the sympathetic knot around Feng Su's waist, "Whether it's Xianbei or Turkic, we're all used to giving spikes to our loved ones."

Xue Lang raised his eyes and looked at Feng Su with a smile in his eyes, "Now I will give the wolf teeth to His Majesty, Your Majesty is my beloved, unattainable"

"It makes people want to blaspheme."

Xue Lang supported the car wall with one hand, trapped Feng Su in a corner, lowered his head, and bit Feng Su's lip hard.

Feng Su's eyes widened in astonishment, Xue Lang's kiss was fierce and domineering, forcing Feng Su almost out of breath, he almost thought that Xue Lang was going to devour him.

When Feng Su was almost suffocating, Xue Lang let him go, fresh air poured into his nasal cavity, Feng Su took a few breaths, the corners of his eyes were moist and somewhat confused, his lips were moist red, and the corners of his lips were still stained with blood. Seeing that Xue Lang's heart moved slightly.

Xue Lang lowered his head again, and licked the bitten blood on the corner of Feng Su's lips. It was a faint fishy sweetness.

Feng Su Feng Su was completely stunned.

Xue Lang stroked Feng Su's hair scattered on his face aside, revealing Feng Su's perfect and delicate face, "You're right, I'm so cheap."

Feng Su shook his head lightly.

"I still like you. On the one hand, I can't wait to cut you into pieces, but on the other hand, I can't bear to see you die." Xue Lang held Feng Su in his arms, and gently kissed his side face, "Even if you know After that fake bullied you, I was also very angry, very angry."

Xue Lang: "After I left, I removed all the guards around you, leaving only the hidden guards to report your movements at any time. I hoped that you could stay in the prison in peace and order and wait for me to come back, but I also know that, You have never been willing to settle down."

Feng Su didn't struggle, Ren Xuelang hugged her, "You mean that you intentionally released water, do you know that, if I'm restless, I'll be burned to death by that fake emperor of yours right now?"

Xue Lang smiled and said, "No."

Feng Su closed her eyes, "Is this interesting?"

Xue Lang answered irrelevantly, "I hope you will wait for me to return from victory in peace. I have already planned it. I am the first to let you down, so no matter what your answer to the second question is, I will let you go."

Feng Su said, "But I didn't expect that I didn't know good from bad, didn't listen to your words, not only escaped, but also set up an ambush to capture you."

"As expected." Xue Lang said lightly, "The more times you are disappointed, the more you will get used to it."

Feng Su was silent.

"I just didn't expect." Xue Lang pinched Feng Su's jaw with his fingers, forcing him to turn his face to look at him, "You actually lied to me again."

"The reason why you killed me in your last life was because I was the son of Mo Ruo Khan." Mo Ruo Khan is the father of Ashina Daiqin and Ashinayan.

Xue Lang: "But you just said that you will tell me the truth after I win the Turkic war. You are really" Xue Lang said with a smile in his voice, "You tricked me into pointing a knife at my own clansman and beheading my own brother, you It's really cruel."

Feng Su whispered, "If I told you from the beginning, would you still help me?"

"will not."

"That's it. At that time, you were in charge of the government. If I told you the truth, and you didn't send troops to rescue Feng Rongjin, what would Daqi do?" Feng Su said softly, "I'm the one who failed you."

"Impressive-sounding." Xue Lang commented, "Han people are human beings, but aren't we Turkic people human?"

Feng Su: "I am sorry for you."

"It's meaningless to say these things now, and I didn't intend to kill you." Xue Lang said, "Come with me back to Xianbei, to my mother's hometown. When we get there, no one will disturb us anymore."

"I figured it out, I still like you, and I don't want to kill you." Xue Lang smiled softly, "Come back to Xianbei with me, Your Majesty."

Feng Su blinked, "Don't you want to know the answer to the second question? I'll tell you now."

"I don't want to know." Xue Lang said.

However, in the next moment, Xue Lang changed his mind and said, "Forget it, let's talk."

Feng Su turned his head and glanced at Xue Lang, but suddenly he didn't want to say anything.

Because Xue Lang was resting his head on his arms, looking at him leisurely, as if what he was listening to was not the answer he had been waiting for a lifetime, but a story he had made up.