The spring sun setting in the west is still blazing, dyeing the clouds red and scattering clear golden powder, floating between the sky and the earth.
The wind in late spring is always mixed with the fragrance of blooming flowers, and at this time, the sound of the wind and the fragrance of flowers flowing through the air seems to be magnified and slowed down thousands of times in Cui Jing's perception.
This hug seemed to come without any warning.
Cui Jing had always been very unfamiliar with such an intimate touch, and he did not have the experience to deal with it. When he finally started to think about what to do, he found that he had already stretched out a hand.
The response almost came from my heart and had not been judged by my brain at all.
The young man stretched out an arm and hugged the person in front of him from one side. His calloused palm first touched the soft clothes, and when he pressed tightly, he could even feel the temperature of the skin under the clothes.
In addition, she hugged him with both hands and rested her face on his shoulder. Her hair was blown by the wind, and the scent of calligraphy ink and ink pad brushed his nose.
The world seemed to be still, but also seemed to be turbulent with his heartbeat. Only his body remained motionless.
Cui Jing could no longer think rationally about anything, but the hand holding Li Suining still used full and steady strength unconsciously. This strength did not confine all of her body, but controlled and protected her from the outside.
Save her from the risk of falling.
Realizing the strength of that arm, Li Suining relaxed more and more. She hugged him with both hands calmly and asked him: "Do you still remember what you promised me in the mountains of Youzhou last year?"
That night, when the young man Xu returned home, he saw in front of his eyes the heroic figure of a young man in a black robe dancing a sword in the sunset. He then told his mother that he would find a husband like that to marry him in the near future.
You said, turned to look at the setting sun, and said with a smile: "While the setting sun is still here, Prince, let me show you his sword dance."
Before Changji heard this, he ate an extra bowl of rice.
"Think about how to survive."
After hearing those two words from the other party for a long time, Cui Ling'an suddenly realized what the prince said yesterday - words are like curses.
No one whispered loudly that Governor Cui, who had never been known to be rebellious, was openly flattering the Crown Prince...
A few years ago, when he called his mother and concubine, Ashang's raised face was lively and smiling. When he came to call his mother, his demeanor gradually became calmer, until only respect remained.
"But Your Majesty took the initiative to help, and you accepted that kindness." Cui Ling'an said: "You came here this time to tell His Majesty that as long as His Majesty still behaves like this before, you will commit indiscriminate killings.
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Cui Ling'an found a chair nearby and sat down, and took the initiative to speak: "Your Majesty, do you want to talk to you about Guizong and Cui Jing?"
Qu Qiang was not aware of the fact that he had become a "disaster". As the sky dawned the next morning, I left Taiyuan and rode north.
Listening to those words of "what if", the Holy Emperor slightly tightened his grip on the dragon staff in his hand, his old eyes showing a look of confusion.
The gods use words as a spell, and mortals have no way to resist it, and regard it as an honor. I am destined to linger in that spell all my life.
"Does he... hate your mother-in-law?"
Old strong men always make people feel pity, and the old age of a king is more likely to give people a sense of desolation, not to mention a king who lost his capital and was exiled to Taiyuan, especially when the king deliberately put down his majesty and hurriedly called
made a sound:
Hearing the sound of "Qu Qiang Le", the young man stared at the sky behind him and said in a high-pitched voice: "You must have said that every time the palace calls your name, it seems to be casting a curse on you."
"Ah Li." You called again and said, "Now that you are here, please sit down and talk to me."
It's enough to bind my body and soul, and make me driven by you for the rest of my life.
You hold the golden dragon staff and quickly sit beside the Arhat's bed.
"See you at the Crown Prince's Palace!"
Qu Qiang must answer, and you say on your own: "Qu Qiang Le, you want him to be safe."
It is extremely dangerous for me to go, but I only ask you after I leave, what else can I do.
It's just that they will kill indiscriminately.
When Cui Ling'an approached the residence of Emperor Shengce, he met Ma Xingzhou and several officials who had just left the emperor's house.
"I heard that many officials are saying privately that your majesty helped you return to the clan and offered to make you the crown prince, which is a small step forward. You should be grateful and grateful--" Qu Qiang smiled slightly at this point.
A smile: "Ke Erchen doubts that even if you are as wise as your sage, you will definitely think so."
Facing those overly elegant eyes, the Holy Book Emperor spoke for a moment, nodded quickly and said: "That's bad, Ah Li..."
"Does Little Governor Cui want to be a man's husband?" the young official couldn't help but said loudly.
But Qu Qiang was very serious at this time. I have always been very serious when facing you. I am willing to do such big things for you, and I am also willing to protect you from wind and rain, remove thorns, and break through catastrophes.
Li Suining looked at the departing figure and hurried up the stone steps, humming loudly: "If you dare to be stupid again, let's see if you knock his unlucky head to pieces..."
The Holy Emperor stood up with his staff in hand. His figure was not trembling. He knew it was due to his illness or he was trying his best to suppress his emotions. His voice did not even tremble at all. You asked the standing figure from behind:
Ma Xingzhou and others stopped and raised their hands to salute Qu Qiangle.
Cui Ling'an smiled and nodded to us, and the conversation continued.
Li Suining just said "tsk": "Then if old people like the Cui family find out, they will still be angry and do evil."
The light had just been turned on in the room, and the room was not yet completely dark. Between the light and shadow, the Holy Emperor's eyes were in a trance. Looking at the eyebrows and eyes that were a little deeper than when he "first met" in the capital, he seemed to have returned to the queen of many years ago.
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The little hand that helps you pick the petals has clear joints, and even the fingertips are calloused. This hand often holds a knife and a pen. There are countless people killed on the knife, and the pen can also write many beautiful things in the world.
Calligraphy is the only thing I have ever done, such as picking flower petals for others.
At this time, the retreating figure knelt down and bowed, raised his hand in salute, and called you fiercely: "I have seen His Majesty."
Li Suining looked through the official documents with concern: "I dance mine, why should he slow down? If he wants to dance, he can dance on his own."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Cui Ling'an suddenly realized that you are really old, even though you should have to wait two years to reach eighty years old.
Cui Ling'an didn't think about it and shook his head again.
All the talk of being prepared was completely meaningless. The Holy Emperor suppressed the hollow self-mockery in his heart and did not answer directly, but asked: "A Li, what can I do for him?"
The Holy Emperor stared at the emotional boy: "Ah Li, outside of his eyes, don't I only have those calculations in my heart?"
On this day, Cui Ling'an still listened to the officials' discussions and arranged various matters.
The eunuch was startled for a moment, and then he realized that you were going to go there immediately. He didn't dare to think about it for a moment, and hurriedly saluted and led the way.
"Ashan."
After the sunset, the young man in black robe stood under the roof tiles of the low pavilion. The sword in his hand was shining brightly, his movement skills were as outstanding as lightning, the shadow of the sword whistled like the wind, the clear sword energy broke through the deep twilight, the sword edge painted the sunset, and a mighty hero emerged.
gas.
Seeing the man's figure walking away, several officials exchanged glances in the dusk.
When he saw his husband coming back, he quickly asked: "... Mr. Cui, the young governor, publicly revealed that he was evil to the crown prince. What do you think of it?"
To me, it is like the shortest, yet most effective mantra in the world.
After all, you will sweep away everyone who tries to stand in your way.
The meaning of your words is not yet fully understood, and does it leave any room for imagination?
Even less, but still possible.
This official looked embarrassed, let alone dancing, I don't even have the ability to climb down.
I left very early and Cui Ling'an never saw me off - that time, you also needed to see me off.
As the Holy Emperor raised his hand, all the maids and chamberlains in the room bowed and entered without a sound.
Ah Dian was so embarrassed that no official could marvel at this young man's incredible body and sword skills.
The person in your sight at this time has a neat bun that is almost completely white, and his narrow robes cannot hide his emaciated figure.
That little gesture was just an excuse, a plain and clumsy excuse.
While speaking, you stood up and said:
The person who came had golden hair tied up, and was wearing a moon-white robe with a light orange round-neck gauze underneath. They were clean.
"Ashan."
Along with the salutes of the servants, the sound of the report was also sent to the emperor.
In fact, since your rebirth, you have never looked directly at that male king as seriously as you do now.
“A saint only needs to think about himself—”
Even at this time, I was also asking: "Is there nothing you need to do after I leave?"
At this time, every time Ashang comes back from inside and comes to the palace to see you, it will be like this.
But holding someone like that at the sunset requires no effort at all. I only have to take care of the trivial details in the hair room. It makes Cui Lingan feel very happy and comfortable, like a kitten sleeping with its plush belly exposed in the sun.
, and like a tiger squinting its eyes to catch lice, being cautious seems to be bad for everything. In short, it is warm, soft and dangerous.
Because Qu Qiangle arrived in a "hurry", the messenger also had the opportunity to rush to report back, so the male emperor was not prepared.
Cui Ling'an had never thought about it so little. He saw it one after another because it was necessary to see him, and he went to see him now because he had free time, that's all.
The Holy Emperor was sitting under the Arhat bed next to the window, leaning on his temples with his elbows propped up a few times and closing his eyes to rest. When he heard the sound, he opened his eyes and quickly sat up straight: "Xuan——"
The official looked sideways and saw that it was Cui Lang. I looked at the young man dancing the sword below the attic with a happy smile in my eyes.
The Holy Emperor came back to his senses, looked away from these eyes, and looked at each other. Qu Qiangle had avoided them.
You got the throne and sacrificed yourself to the throne.
Cui Ling'an raised his head, looked up at me from behind me, thought for a while, and said, "It's true that there is no such thing."
At the end of the pre-noon time, the officials dispersed one after another. Cui Ling'an and his teacher walked out of the hall together. Before they could step up the stone steps, they saw an eunuch coming with the clock in hand. He bowed after getting down and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, please give me permission."
I'm here to deliver a message to the palace - if your Majesty is not free on any day, you can go to your Majesty and have a chat."
At seven places on the wall, no one came out of the house and looked around.
As I spoke, I raised my other hand and plucked off the tiny petals from your hair.
Ashang attaches great importance to filial piety. If he has not returned to the capital for a long time, he will always kneel down and bow, raise his face and call out "Mother Concubine" or "Mother".
At this time, when the person behind you calls out the seven words "Ah Shang", it becomes like the most convenient spell in the world to trap your soul. With its innate power, the runes are painted with bright red blood.
Once you get involved, you will never be able to get rid of it.
Cui Ling'an was also looking back at the male emperor quietly.
"Taifu, Taifu..." No official rushed to Li Suining to complain: "The prince of the Xuance Mansion danced the sword for the prince, which caused some bad comments..."
As the eunuch behind the emperor's eyes, the messenger tried his best to remain calm and decent, but fear still seeped out of his bones.
Cui Ling'an wanted to straighten up and say something, but the arm holding you showed no sign of letting go. The young man's voice was high and clear: "Your Majesty, don't move yet."
Qu Qiangle did not avoid the question and said calmly: "At least you still want to be the emperor, that's what you did."
The person who came to deliver the message did not expect that Cui Ling'an would be so "cooperative" and was about to meet the saint - after all, it was the seventh time since the saint came to Taiyuan, and the other party was extremely arrogant.
Face is given.
One of the servants stepped down and helped each other, while another took the dragon-headed golden staff and brought it to the male emperor.
"Yes." The voice of the man below was very casual. He responded and walked up the steps, saying: "Lead the way from behind."
After hearing that statement, Cui Ling'an also retorted: "Since it is a curse, I guess it is effective."
"You can't take what you want."
"His Majesty takes the initiative to help you. It is you who are helping, but His Majesty Himself." You said: "As Cui Jing, you will always be more soft-hearted towards Your Majesty than others. And you have become Cui Jing, a saint.
Then I can stay in front of you safely, and all the open and hidden arrows will only be directed at you first."
"Your majesties are here again." You corrected seriously: "You are famous for playing strong music, and your nickname is A Li."
The prince's sword-dancing style was also noticed by Madam Lu and others. At that time, Madam Lu was chatting with a group of ladies and gentlemen from Taiyuan City. When they heard "young men dancing with swords", they all lifted up their skirts and came out.
Looking down from the pavilion.
"But……"
Mothers in every family felt very sad after hearing that.
Cui Ling'an sat under the wall and watched.
And if the same name is spoken by the same person, it will be the same curse.
Admittedly, I may not do as bad as you, but I never have reservations.
After Cui Ling'an said his purpose of coming, he looked at the reaction of the Holy Emperor, raised his hand and saluted, and left.
"You should go down and watch quietly." Wei Shuyi exclaimed and praised: "At that time, Taifu Chu was so elegant and unique in the world."
The male emperor stood quietly with a crutch, looking at the bead curtain that had been pulled up, and the silhouette of the person retreating after him.
"How many years can a person grow older?" Li Suining sighed as if to himself: "Let us do it."
The male emperor quietly looked at the man who had been standing in front of him for many years.
A hand was placed under the shoulder of the young official, and a voice sounded at the same time: "What's wrong with wanting to be a prince? You know, that is a position that everyone dares to dream of."
The Holy Emperor was unconvinced and just stared at the man who spoke with an angry expression.
Qu Qiang responded seriously: "Yes, it must be to make the talisman in the palace break its promise."
The prince's sword dance in the low pavilion for the crown prince became a rumor in Taiyuan city that night.
