After being dressed as a scumbag, I rescued myself by pampering my wife [Quick Transmigration]

At the moment the other party spoke, Shi Yang's tears came without warning, falling down the end of his eyes.

He was almost half choked up and kissed the other side vigorously.

"Don't be afraid..." Fu Kun rubbed the other person into his body forcefully, as if he wanted to carve it into his flesh and blood.

Shi Yang buried his face in his neck, tears flowed out uncontrollably, wetting a whole piece of clothes around his shoulder blades.

"I'm sorry..." Fu Kun's voice was still a little hoarse, as he hugged the person in his arms, the end of his eyes turned red.

His emotions exploded almost at this moment, those days and nights that were suppressed, those days of intrigue and calculation, he didn't want to tolerate it for a moment.

Suddenly there were disorganized voices outside the door, with footsteps, screams, and shouts.

The chaotic human voice seemed to turn into the background music between the two of them, Shi Yang's eyes were red and swollen almost from crying.

These days he pretended to be very hard, and when he saw the other party's dignity being trampled on the ground by those people, he couldn't help but feel heartbroken.

He is obviously such a proud person. He has been pampered since he was a child, and he has been going smoothly since he was a child. He is a hundred times, a thousand times smarter than his peers since he was a child...

The room was still dark, and he couldn't see the other person's face clearly. Fu Kun could only feel the crying of the person in his arms. He had never shown such a vulnerable side when facing himself.

But now it suddenly and completely collapsed, as if it suffered some torment, it was hard to recall day and night.

"I'm sorry... Mengzhou..."

He lowered his head, and put his lips against the top of the other's hair, and he gently dropped a very gentle kiss, bringing all the anger he had when he came to this world during this period of time, leaving only a trace of tenderness.

The air was filled with a faint fragrance of flowers, and they heard the voices of people running outside the house, as if they were in purgatory.

And they are just the most indifferent bystanders...

Shi Yang finally calmed down his emotions. He raised his hand, his fingertips trembling slightly, and moved up along the opponent's chin, brushing across the opponent's smooth cheek to the end of his eyes, his fingertips It was wet to the touch.

It seems to be burned...

"You... cried..." he said in disbelief.

"...Run... Help!!"

"Where is King Duan?? What shall we do??"

"...We are innocent!! Don't kill us—"

The voices outside the house became more and more clear, but this long paragraph of words and this scene made Fu Kun lose his mind for a moment, and a large paragraph of pictures flashed in his mind.

On the desert plain, the sky is full of messy dust, it's like a purgatory, everyone's life is worse than death, there are endless shouts and abuse.

He walked down the sand dune calmly. Everyone thought he was as calm as he appeared on the surface. No one knew how violently the hand holding the gun was shaking.

There is a saying in the army that you can save people, but on the premise of saving people, you must ensure that you are sober enough. The people closest to you often make you lose your mind. At this moment, it is better to trust your teammates... …

But his teammates are still fighting the enemy to the death, he only wants to save the person he cares about, his heart is full of eyes, his subconscious mind is constantly reminding him.

Only you can save him.

When he got close, he wanted to see that person's face clearly through his memory fragments, but his eyes were blurred, and he could only perceive the familiar aura on the other person.

"Your Majesty..." As if awakened suddenly, the person in Fu Kun's arms reached out and tugged at his collar.

He immediately came back to his senses, and looked down at the person who was looking up at him seriously. The room was too dark, and he could see the light reflected from the other person's pupils.

Very familiar, very familiar feeling.

He didn't know why that memory appeared in his mind, but he knew clearly that it might be one of his past missions, and that familiar aura was very similar to the one in his arms...

The feeling of finding a treasure is entangled with a complex and spontaneous sense of panic, which is unreasonably entangled repeatedly. He seems to vaguely know what he will face when he leaves this world...

"I'm going to light the lamp." Fu Kun got up, his back was facing Shi Yang, the moment he lit the candle, he turned around and saw Shi Yang's face covered with wounds of all sizes, he was stunned.

His hand was still pressed on the wooden tabletop, he was almost half petrified.

The emotions that had been suppressed from his heart finally broke through the shackles at this moment, his eyes were red, and the words that came out of his mouth like gnashing of teeth carried an inexplicable chill.

"I killed him."

He rushed out of the door almost without hesitation, pulled out a long sword pinned to his waist, and looked at the chaos outside the house.

The black robe made him stand taller and taller, and his pupils were dark. Several soldiers in silver armor suddenly ran over from the side, clasping their fists.

"His Majesty…"

"Where is King Duan?" Fu Kun's voice lacked a trace of emotion, his hand holding the hilt of the sword was icy cold, and the blood in his body seemed to stop flowing in an instant.

"Bring people to me!"

There was flames everywhere, and the suppressed servants and hidden guards of the mansion squatted outside the courtyard together with their heads in their arms.

Even if he didn't have to mention who it was, they knew it by heart.

Shi Yang ran out after him, he stretched out his hand to hold the other's wrist, and gently pulled it back.

"His Majesty…"

"Do not impulse……"

Paused for a moment: "I don't feel pain anymore..."

It's such an obedient sentence, but it's just such a sentence that made Fu Kun's heart inexplicably start to throb again and again.

He hated his own uselessness and incompetence, and he couldn't even protect the people he wanted to protect.

"Trust me again."

He turned his head and looked at Shi Yang seriously.

The air around is filled with a faint smell of blood, and the capital city in the distance is still brightly lit. Today's night is destined to be a sleepless night.

Originally, the situation in the DPRK and China was already chaotic. The civilians who went south to resist allied with the frontier invaders to overthrow the dynasty.

All the crimes have been connected into a thread, and they have all been known recently, and everything has been placed under the sun.

But what people never expected was that the framed emperor was not only safe and sound, but also hid another force besides the Zhou family and Duan Wan's military power, coming all the way from the south border to the capital. , Directly wiped out countless rebellions, large and small.

Just tonight, the cavalry marched into the capital, the Empress Dowager was imprisoned in the palace, and King Duan Zhou's family was attacked at night.

The flames of war have reached the capital, and this game is ultimately a struggle between the upper class. What is right and wrong is ultimately something that cannot be discussed by the common people. They only hope to get a good strategic policy, save the famine in the south, put down the rebellion, and make the country peaceful and the people safe. .

The sky was getting darker and grayer on top of people's heads, and the rain was falling densely, which wet people's hair and dripped down the hair strands, in an infinite embarrassment.

When Duan Wang was brought up, he stared at Shi Yang, and let out a sneer from deep in his throat.

He didn't seem to care that he was being held down at this moment, and he finally opened his mouth when he was held down and knelt down.

"You are not as stupid as you were before... This king actually underestimates you..."

Shi Yang didn't speak, he lowered his head, he didn't even want to put his eyes on the other party's body, as if he was afraid of seeing something dirty.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, Duan Wang raised the corners of his eyebrows: "Actually, I should have thought of it... You are not that stupid... You are such a selfish person... How could you trust another person so much?"

He raised his eyes, and his ink-like pupils were fixed on Fu Kun, and he looked at Fu Kun as if he were looking at a building ant.

Laughing wildly suddenly, he raised his face and stared at the sky, he could closely observe how the rainwater became more and more faint from the sky, and how huge it became when it fell on his eyelashes.

"You are all the same kind of people...I always feel that I am superior and superior to others...Back then, this king was my father's most favored son, but why did you sit on the dragon chair back then, and why do you all look down on me?"

"Reading poetry and books, fighting on the battlefield, how can you compare with this king?"

He was almost hysterical. He knew that he was dying, so it was better to completely release the darkness that had been accumulated in his heart for many years.

He just refuses to accept it! !

Why is there a lucky bias?Why don't people who work hard get rewarded?Why doesn't he deserve to be loved? ?

Fu Kun stepped out from under the eaves expressionlessly. The silver sword in his hand was stained with fine and dense raindrops, and it slid down, dripping on a small layer of puddles accumulated on the ground, splashing Not a small splash.

"His Majesty…"

Shi Yang followed Fu Kun almost without hesitation, and he also rushed into the rain curtain foolishly.

"What are you doing after you come out...go back." Fu Kun turned his head, he stretched out his hand to lead him under the eaves, "Don't get drenched."

Turning around and walking in front of King Duan, his long sword suddenly raised and touched the opponent's neck.

The rain fell down his hair, making his knife-like cheeks even more handsome. He suddenly raised his foot and stepped hard on the other's shoulder.

With a little force under his feet, he directly stepped on the person on the ground fiercely. He looked at the person, with the tails of his eyes down, raised his other foot and kicked the person in the stomach fiercely, followed by raindrops. Fist.

Fu Kun almost tried his best, until finally he realized that the other party was dying, and his reason gradually returned.

Take a deep breath: "This is for you."

Then he turned around, raised his hand, and waved it back: "Take it away."

This great change seemed to come quietly, and when the sky was dawn, the usual peace was restored. The imperial court issued an edict to overthrow the position of King Duan of the Zhou family, and all the military power was restored to the imperial court.

The Queen Mother was abolished, and the three of them colluded with the south of the border to rebel, intending to rebel, and were sentenced to death, which will be implemented immediately.

Until the early morning, an edict was issued, and the upper-level officials and wealthy families opened porridge sheds to give porridge to solve the famine problem in the south. Internal and external troubles were eradicated, and life returned to normal...

He still vaguely remembers that on the night when he was dismissed, Shi Yang lost his temper at him, and was finally pulled into his arms by him, crying for a long time.

Tears wet his skirt, he was very distressed, but he couldn't speak.

Shi Yang said aggrievedly: "They want to threaten me..."