Your Majesty, after he played stupid and overturned the car

Tonight, Wu Chihan could not lie on the dragon couch again.

Ming Wanzhao doesn't talk much, and is also well-behaved. After the request to touch the knife is rejected, he won't mess around. Instead, he is very sensible and regretful, and then retracts into the quilt to be quiet, just glance at it from time to time. Lu Yunchuan reached Wu Chihan beside the screen, his phoenix eyes were still empty.

Lu Yunchuan laughed and said, "You like it?"

He really didn't expect that Ming Wanzhao would like Wuchihan. This knife was forged by his father when he was young, and it was made of extremely heavy black iron. In the past two years, he saw blood when he went into battle. It became heavier and heavier, and even his sister disliked the knife for being too fierce.

Ming Wanzhao smiled shyly: "When my father was here, my uncle would quietly take me to play with these things, but later..."

He stopped suddenly, lowered his eyes in frustration, and didn't continue speaking.

Emperor Angan passed away three years ago, and the young emperor without the protection of his father became a prisoner in a cage. He should understand his situation, otherwise how could he be so obedient to the point of being cautious.

Lu Yunchuan realized once again that this is a little beauty with a handicap. Even though she is like a servant like a cloud, her life is extremely difficult.

His voice was softer: "Then what do you know?"

Mentioning this, the limp child cheered up: "There are a lot! But I like such a long little sword!"

He gestured the length of a dagger, lacking in strength, and still spoke softly, but he was much more lively than his previous lazy little appearance.

Lu Yunchuan suppressed a smile and said, "Well, it's suitable for you. The Wuchihan is too heavy for you to hold it."

Ming Wanzhao sighed suddenly, and said: "Uncles seldom come to see me, and they took all the little swords they gave me, and I'm not allowed to play with them."

Lu Yunchuan frowned, "They?"

Ming Wanzhao nodded, "Eunuch An and the others said it was too dangerous."

Got it, these sons of bitch eunuchs.

Lu Yunchuan suppressed the urge to reach out and touch his little head to comfort Ming Wanzhao. The arrogant general who came from Lingxi subconsciously restrained his frivolous and arrogant, and said softly: "It doesn't matter. In the future, your things will be No one can take it away."

Ming Wanzhao was startled, and suddenly forgot what to say.

He was a little dazed, and didn't even know how to respond to this sentence. He froze on the couch, and for a while, the sharp pain in his leg was not so clear.

The two were silent with each other for a while.

Lu Yunchuan said again: "Heal your leg injury earlier, how about I play with you?"

Ming Wanzhao's eyes were already dull, Lu Yunchuan didn't notice his lack of focus just now, he thought Ming Wanzhao would be like a child who likes rattle drums and candied haws, but he was slightly surprised when he first heard that he was interested in swords.

Ming Wanzhao suddenly woke up, his heart was inexplicably burning, and he panicked, he said in a daze, "Okay."

He tilted his head to look, and he could only see the crimson shadow in the dim candlelight. The man in the official robe was sitting in a slack posture, his face was hidden behind the blurred vision, so he couldn't see clearly at all, but Ming Wan Zhao felt that he had seen a lot.

That is the mountains and rivers outside the palace.

The wind and snow outside the Great Wall, the scorching sun and flowing clouds on the grassland, and the misty rain on the Moshang.

It is dazzling than all the colorful colors in the world.

And these scenes finally condensed into that figure, he vaguely saw the young man galloping wildly on the grassland.

Ming Wanzhao knew that it was just an illusion covered by a hazy veil, which collapsed at the touch of a mirror, and he shouldn't be addicted to it, but——

One moment is enough.

Just for a moment, he was only greedy for this moment.

After a while, Ming Wanzhao was still Ming Wanzhao, the monarch of the Ming clan, the emperor of Liang.