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

His sharp and piercing voice woke Luan Jiang who was a little dazed.

The dagger fell to the ground with a bang.

Luan Jiang stared blankly at his empty hands.

"Your Majesty—" Chang Huai suddenly knelt down towards him, crying and feeling helpless, "Please think about the late emperor, think about this huge Xiluan. A country cannot live without a king!! Your Majesty."

Luan Jiang, who was inexplicably squeezed out of this body by the remnant soul left in his original body just now, came back to his senses. He looked at Chang Huai who was kneeling on the ground, and sighed: "It's my demon who is stunned."

Chang Huai breathed a sigh of relief, "Your Majesty, the courtiers are still waiting for you outside the Hall of Mental Cultivation."

"Let's go."

As Luan Jiang said, he raised his feet and walked towards the outer hall. When he was about to leave the inner hall, he turned his head and glanced at the dragon couch, and then walked out of the hall with firm and steady steps.

Across the outer hall and inner hall, Chang Huai's extremely sharp "Your Majesty" naturally cannot reach the ears of ordinary people, but the hearing of martial arts practitioners is higher than ordinary people, so outside the hall, except for Shen Lingxiu and Zhu Liangcai, There were also three military officials who heard it.

Their hearts trembled violently with the sound of "Your Majesty".

It wasn't until they heard the sound of approaching footsteps that all the courtiers raised their heads worriedly and restlessly.

When they saw the new emperor whose face was pale and bloodless but most of his spirit had recovered, everyone's hanging hearts finally fell to the ground.

Luan Jiang slowly swept across the crowd, and when he inadvertently caught a glimpse of the man in the last row kneeling in common clothes who didn't fit in with the ministers in court uniforms, his eyes showed a bit of doubt.

"Which minister is kneeling in the last row?" he asked.

Zhu Liangcai raised his head when he heard the words, and Luan Jiang stared at his facial features, always feeling faintly familiar.

"Return to Your Majesty, my minister is..." Zhu Liangcai didn't finish his sentence.

Everyone heard Luan Jiang shout in a slightly surprised tone: "Are you Zhu Liangcai?!"

No wonder he felt that this person was somewhat familiar.

Zhu Liangcai was taken aback for a moment. Obviously, he never expected that after three years and with such a big change in his appearance and figure, his highness would still recognize him.

After being dazed for a while, there was overwhelming joy, Zhu Liangcai hid the joy a little bit, but his tone couldn't hide his excitement: "Return to Your Majesty, it's my minister."

His Highness actually recognized him?His Highness actually recognized him!

Zhu Liangcai was so excited that his hands hanging by his sides trembled slightly.

What no one saw was that the leader, Shen Lingxiu, slightly curled his lips when he heard the conversation between the monarch and his ministers, but the smile did not enter his black eyes.

Tsk, he forgot about this man.

At any rate, he was someone who served by his side, not to mention that Zhu Liangcai's loyalty can be seen as a lesson from heaven and earth, and the sun and the moon can show it. The sadness in Luan Jiang's heart was finally slightly diluted by this reunion.

The undercurrents flowing among the three were not noticed by the ministers, only Chang Huai, who was following Luan Jiang, glanced at Shen Lingxiu secretly, and then looked at Zhu Liang for a few seconds, feeling a little more helpless and uneasy .

He had experienced the affairs of the late Emperor, Sheng Wang and that young master Shuqing, so he was naturally very sensitive to such matters.

What choice His Majesty will make has nothing to do with him, he just hopes that Prime Minister Shen and General Wei Sha will not cause any trouble because of this.

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After dealing with most of the messy things after Emperor Luan's death, Luan Jiang led Zhu Liangcai into the Hall of Mental Cultivation. He looked at Zhu Liangcai who was kneeling on the ground but had an indescribable demeanor, and the surprise in his heart still didn't completely dissipate.

"You went to the frontier?" he asked.

Zhu Liangcai raised his head, looked at Luan Jiang who had more delicate and outstanding facial features than three years ago, concealed the heavy love in his eyes, and replied respectfully: "Your Majesty, yes."

Western Luan and the Northern Wei Dynasty have always been at odds, so the border between the two countries is always full of wars. If you don't pay attention, you may lose your life. Luan Jiang is a little confused why Zhu Liangcai ran to the border, "I remember you don't seem to be very Will you know martial arts?"

"The slave worshiped General Zhen Guo as his teacher, learned while fighting, and finally lived up to the teacher's entrustment."

Perhaps it was because Luan Jiang became the emperor, but in his heart, Luan Jiang would always be the highness who threw the jade pendant to him back then, so Zhu Liangcai changed his self-proclaimed 'slave' by accident.

Zhu Liangcai's self-proclaimed did indeed evoke Luan Jiang's memories.

He looked helplessly at the man kneeling below, and said: "You are the mighty general who was sealed by your father, you no longer need to call yourself a slave in front of me."

"If possible." Zhu Liangcai looked straight at Luan Jiang, and said in a strong and forceful tone, "I am willing to be His Majesty's slave forever."

As long as he can follow His Highness, what does it matter if he is a slave?

The man's tone was so deep that it made people feel a little flustered, and looking at those eyes that seemed to hide deep affection, Luan Jiang felt that he seemed to be aware of some subtle feelings, maybe he felt wrong, but... ..

Luan Jiang smiled, and said: "These words somewhat tarnish your name, after all, you are Xi Luan's mighty general."

What is it if this is not a tactful refusal?

Zhu Liangcai narrowed his eyes slightly, covering the sadness in his eyes, "Your Majesty is too praised."

Seeing Luan Jiang's exhausted look, Zhu Liangcai's heart ached a little, and he couldn't bear to disturb others, so he took the initiative to say: "Your Majesty must not have had a good rest these few days, so I will retire first."

"Ah."

When stepping out of the inner hall, Zhu Liangcai looked back at the inner hall as if he was nostalgic, and then he was taken aback.

It wasn't until he walked out of the Hall of Mental Cultivation and faced the warm sun engulfing his body that Zhu Liang still hadn't recovered.

I just remember that in that very short second, the man's eyes fell on his face, the slender black eyes with hooked tails filled with bottomless darkness, icy cold and full of menacing danger.

That is what Zhu Liangcai is all too familiar with today... killing intent.

For a person as proud as His Highness, apart from being willing, Zhu Liangcai couldn't think of any other way Shen Lingxiu could use to force His Highness to submit.

But it was the answer that was so close to the correct result that made Zhu Liangcai even more miserable. He swallowed the fishy sweetness in his throat, and suddenly laughed softly, with a bit of self-mockery and sarcasm, as if he was laughing at his wishful thinking.

His Highness...

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After leaving the palace, Zhu Liangcai was about to walk towards the Zhu Mansion, when suddenly a small figure jumped out and blocked his way forward.

It's Gu Le'an.

He is only 17 years old, and for some reason, he is about the same height as those girls, and he has a pair of soft and round cat eyes, so he always loses a little bit of momentum when glaring at people.

Although Gu Le'an was asking, the tone of his words was very serious, and the corners of his eyes and brows were still smiling a little: "With a bitter expression on his face, he must have been rejected, right?"

"This matter has nothing to do with you." After Zhu Liang finished speaking, he wanted to bypass him and leave directly.

"Is it really irrelevant?" Gu Le'an didn't stop him, just asked a sentence, followed by another sentence that successfully made Zhu Liangcai stop, "It seems that you don't want to know what's inside the Seventh Prince's body. Is there something?"

Zhu Liangcai turned around abruptly, his previously cold eyes were now filled with tension, and he asked sharply, "What do you know?"

Seeing him so nervous about the Seventh Prince, Gu Le'an gritted his teeth, and was so angry that he replied viciously: "He was poisoned by someone's Gu, and the poison was very strange. Your Highness must be resolutely alive." It's only 23! So, what are you still thinking about him?!"

There was a sound of 'Swipe--'.

Zhu Liangcai drew out the close-fitting silver sword, the cold light and evil spirit were overwhelming.

Frontier soldiers and enemy troops all know that Weisha has always been famous for his long spears, and he knows that Weisha is coming when he sees the red tassel, but the most terrifying thing is his close-fitting silver sword that seals his throat with blood. He rarely kills with a sword. Once the sword is drawn, it is when the killing intent is at its heaviest.

Gu Le'an, who was suddenly put on his neck by Zhu Liangcai with a sword, was stunned for two seconds. He pointed at Zhu Liangcai, startled, fearful and sad: "Zhu Liangcai, are you trying to kill me?"

It was the first time that Zhu Liangcai looked at him with such cold eyes, as if there was no emotion at all. He said coldly, and the murderous intent in it forced passers-by to stay away from the two of them: "I warned you, don't It's not good to say anything about His Highness in front of me."

"Okay, okay..." Gu Le'an was so angry that his whole body was trembling, he simply walked two steps towards the blade without frowning, "Okay, you kill me, I want to see Let's see who else in this world, besides me, can save His Highness, whom you care so much for!"

It is definitely not a lie that he can say such words.

Zhu Liangcai's eyes froze, but he didn't withdraw his sword, "How to detoxify that Gu poison?"

Gu Le'an, who didn't care whether the Seventh Prince was dead or alive, hummed, and replied angrily, "If I don't say anything, what can you do to me?"

Gu Le'an was not worried that Zhu Liangcai would go to Nanyan to find his mother, after all, there was nothing he could do if he knew the way, if he didn't act, no one would be able to save him.

The more he thought about it, the more confident Gu Le'an became, he lowered his head to look at the silver sword that was hanging around his neck, as if it was about to overflow the evil spirit, then raised his eyes to Zhu Liangcai, and said nonchalantly, "Don't you want to kill me? Kill me. After you kill me, I will sit on the Huangquan Road and wait for your good Highness to go to the Naihe Bridge together."

"How to detoxify the poison?" Zhu Liangcai did not withdraw his sword, but asked repeatedly.

Gu Le'an glared at him, "I won't tell you."

Zhu Liangcai ignored him, and just repeated the words coldly: "How to detoxify the poison?"

It's as if he won't stop until he gets an answer.

"You...!" Gu Le'an was speechless.

The two confronted each other for a long time. If Zhu Liang hadn't shown the silver and gold military order, the patrolling guards in the capital would have taken them away together.

In the end, it was Gu Le'an who couldn't hold it anymore, "You put away your sword, and I'll tell you."

There was another 'swipe' sound, and the silver sword returned to the scabbard.

Gu Le'an touched his neck, and under Zhu Liangcai's gaze, he moaned, "The antidote is related to the Gu King on my body."

"Follow me into the palace tomorrow."