[Quick wear] The male partner always has his own ideas

In order to rush to Xiluan capital as soon as possible and accompany His Royal Highness by his side, Zhu Liangcai drove his horse at an unbelievably fast speed, and every time he passed through a city, he only took a short rest before getting on his horse again.

This really hurt Gu Le'an.

After five days of quick work, Zhu Liangcai had arrived at the border of Xiluan.

It didn't take long, and behind him came a galloping horse with black and shiny fur, unique to Nanyan.

Gu Le'an, who rushed along with him and even exhausted his efforts, glared at Zhu Liangcai who looked slightly sideways, and scolded angrily: "For the seventh prince, just for him, rushing like this...Are you crazy? !"

Nanyan Yuanjiang is extremely far away from the border of Xiluan, and most of the places passed through on the way are bone-chilled places or poor villages, so it will take a full [-] days if it is fully loaded.

But Zhu Liangcai drove the horse almost non-stop, and unexpectedly shortened the half-month-long journey by 01:30.

Really, really desperate!

The more Gu Le'an thought about it, the more angry he became, the more angry he became, the more jealous he became, he almost turned into a puffer fish.

Zhu Liangcai stopped looking at him, but looked at the direction of Xiluan's capital from a distance, his eyes were deep and far away, and all kinds of kindness and affection surged in them, as if they were about to burst out, and his tone was cold: "You don't have to accept this suffering."

Gu Le'an was about to be so angry by his words, he stared at Zhu Liangcai's back, angry and resentful: "Why did I follow you to suffer this kind of hardship... Don't you know? Zhu Liangcai, do you have any? Heart?!"

"Yes." Zhu Liangcai sat on the horse, his robe fluttered with the wind, making a sound of hunting, and said frankly that he had no regrets, "It's all in one person."

After hearing this, Gu Le'an's face turned blue and white, he opened his mouth, closed it, opened it again, repeated this several times, and finally he could only utter one word without another word: "You...!"

It made him so angry every day that Gu Le'an wondered if Zhu Liangcai was sent by heaven to punish him.

The horseshoe stamped and sounded loudly.

Obviously, Zhu Liang had enough rest.

Looking at the figure on the horse gradually going away, Gu Le'an gritted his teeth, raised the horse rope, and finally followed.

Punish it, punish it, whoever calls him, whoever tells him... is cheap.

Two days later, the two men and horses finally appeared under the city wall of the capital.

At that time, Gu Le'an was no longer able to unilaterally lose his temper with Zhu Liangcai. He lay wearily on the horse, saw Zhu Liangcai's clothes fluttering, dismounted, and then went straight to the city gate.

He is like this, Zhu Liangcai is still unwilling to reach out to take care of him?

How could there be such... such a cruel and ruthless person in the world? !

"Zhu Liangcai!" Gu Le'an yelled, so angry that his internal organs hurt when they were holding each other.

Zhu Liangcai stopped and turned to look at him.

Gu Le'an looked at him like this, and his anger dissipated helplessly. He lay on the horse, looked at the man softly and tearfully, and begged: "I'm really tired, so you can't help me. Do I have a way?"

Now that it's all said and done, Zhu Liangcai should be a bit soft-hearted, right? ? ?

Gu Le'an secretly looked forward to it in his heart.

As he expected, Zhu Liangcai was really moved, but obviously only a little bit, he casually threw a silver ingot to a passing farmer, and said lightly but without half arrogance and contempt: "Brother, I have something important to do." Now, can you bring the man on the black horse to any inn or restaurant in Beijing, this money is his accommodation fee for a few days, and the rest is my thank you gift."

Although he was dressed in commoner clothes, his aura was not at all related to commoner clothes, instead he looked like a son from a family of generals.

How can the farmer not be moved to see such noble people treat each other like this and call him 'brother'? Bear the trust of adults."

Gu Le'an, who was lying on the horse and waiting for Zhu Liangcai to help him:? ? ?

Damn, damn it!

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The news of Emperor Luan's serious illness has become more and more widespread, and the news of 'he will die soon' is also like a sharp sword, hanging over the heads of thousands of people in the capital.

Although Emperor Luan had the name of killing his mother and angering the late emperor before he became emperor, everything he did after he ascended the throne has been announced to the world. The students won the position, cleaned up the pollution of all counties and states, and made a living for tens of millions of people...

Therefore, he has the support of tens of thousands of people, and his merits are far greater than his past.

Now Emperor Luan is critically ill, the capital, the counties and prefectures, and the whole area of ​​Xiluan, there is unbearable laughter and noise.

It is enough to see the importance of Emperor Luan's holy name.

After Zhu Liangcai entered the city, what he saw was silent and mournful. Pedestrians lowered their heads and sighed from time to time, and looked up at the sky from time to time, as if hoping that God would show up in their hearts and bless their sage of Xiluan.

Zhu Liangcai has guarded the territory for three years, and the title of Great General of Prestige, conferred by Emperor Luan himself, has already shaken Xiluan. Returning to Beijing, if someone knows his appearance, there is a ghost.

On both sides of the gate of the imperial palace, the gate guards no longer had the heart of chatting and laughing in the past, and all of them lowered their eyebrows, panicked and sad.

Seeing Zhu Liangcai, the guards were about to step forward to stop him, but they stopped suddenly because of the silver and gold military order that Zhu Liangcai took out from his sleeve, and they all knelt down with surprise on their faces: "I have seen Great General Weisha."

Military orders are never engraved in gold, only the current majestic generals are appreciated by His Majesty, and special orders are made of silver and gold military orders, which can command thousands of troops and avoid death.

"Get up."

After Zhu Liangcai finished speaking, he had passed several people and was heading towards the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

However, when Zhu Liangcai came to the Hall of Mental Cultivation, his heart skipped a beat when he saw the officials headed by Shen Lingxiu kneeling in front of the hall.

He hadn't reacted yet, when suddenly he heard the mourning of the town bell, which lasted for a long time, and the sound was transmitted thousands of miles away.

Immediately afterwards, Chang Huai walked out of the Hall of Mental Cultivation with red eyes, and said loudly and mournfully, "Di Beng—!"

Zhu Liangcai knelt down on the ground involuntarily in a daze, kowtowed three times together with all the officials, the sound of hammering the ground was louder than one, and merged with the bell, dyed with sorrow and desolation, and all the officials burst into tears when they heard the sound Not only that, everyone in the capital knelt in mourning when they heard the sound.

Inside the hall.

The imperial physicians knelt in unison in all directions in the hall.

Luan Jiang knelt in front of the dragon couch, his nails digging into his flesh, his whole body was so weak that he almost went limp.

The word 'extremely poor' is really the right word to describe his current state. He didn't sleep for two nights, and with the remaining five days of rest, he could barely sleep for less than three hours.

The eye sockets were swollen by continuous tears for several days.

The eyelids had already been wrinkled several times, and the scarlet blood from the white of the eyes almost spread to the side of the thick as ink eyeballs. The fundus of the eyes was thick and black on both sides, but his current skin color fell under the sun, revealing a tinge of blood. Pale and cold, it appears that black and shockingly dazzling.

Luan Jiang really had no tears to shed today, but looking at Emperor Luan who passed away safely on the dragon couch, he suddenly buried his head in the soft dragon quilt, which seemed to be faintly stained with scattered blood, like a lonely Helping the son of the beast, violent gasps and low whimpers intertwined.

Hearing such a desolate and helpless voice, the imperial physicians headed by Imperial Physician Liang felt as if their heart was firmly held in the palm of their hand by a big hand that fell from the sky. It was sore, astringent, and breath-like The feeling of suffocation that does not come up.

Physician Liang was really worried that what happened to Luan Jiangjing would hurt his mind and shorten his lifespan, but among the crowd of imperial physicians, no one except him could and dared to persuade him.

He sighed deeply, worried: "Your Majesty, I ask for your condolences, you must take care of the dragon's body—"

Xiluan had already lost an emperor, and it was absolutely impossible to spread the news that the new emperor fell ill due to his heartache, otherwise the Northern Wei Dynasty, who was eyeing the tiger, would definitely take advantage of this to send troops to Xiluan.

"Stand back." Luan Jiang's voice was unbelievably hoarse, as if his vocal cords had been ground by stones or cut by knives.

Physician Liang wanted to persuade again: "Your Majesty—"

Luan Jiang sternly reprimanded: "I said, step back!"

The emperor's majesty is beginning to appear, and this may be the only thing that deserves a little joy for them now.

While thinking helplessly, Imperial Physician Liang led the mighty group of imperial physicians out of the Hall of Mental Cultivation in a silent and orderly manner.

Seeing the imperial physician coming out, all the officials finally had a little joy on their faces, but when they found out that the leader was not the new emperor, they turned from joy to worry, and sighed in their hearts.

Among them, Shen Lingxiu at the head and Zhu Liangcai at the end had the deepest worry on their faces, and there was deep affection in the eyes of both of them.

Time passed little by little.

Standing outside the Hall of Mental Cultivation, Chang Huai glanced into the hall from time to time, and then turned to look at the courtiers kneeling under the sun. In his heart, he was really worried and anxious.

Of course, he couldn't be worried about his subjects' rebellion, because it took only three years for the first emperor to train most of the powerful and important officials in the court into the Seven Princes' Party, in order for the new emperor to succeed to the throne. blocked.

What Chang Huai worried about was whether the new emperor could survive this encounter.

In the past few days, he watched the new emperor guarding the late emperor's bed almost every step of the way. That day when he told the late emperor that he was in danger, he had seen the new emperor vomit blood. Today, the late emperor passed away, and the new emperor actually vomited blood again in the Hall of Mental Cultivation. Almost fainted.

How can this not worry him?

It was time for half a stick of incense again, Chang Huai could not wait any longer anxiously, first he knelt in front of the Hall of Mental Cultivation, and kowtowed to plead guilty: "The servant broke into the Hall of Mental Cultivation without passing the news, please punish him afterwards."

After finishing speaking, Chang Huai got up and hurriedly stepped into the hall.

Everyone's hearts seemed to be raised in their throats because of this.

When Chang Huai walked through the outer hall and arrived at the entrance of the inner hall, he was almost scared out of his wits by the scene in front of him. He saw Luan Jiang standing in front of the dragon couch with a sharp dagger lying on his neck, only half a finger away from his skin. distance.

Chang Huai was shocked, his liver and gallbladder split: "Your Majesty, don't—!"