Chapter Seventy-Two: Once an Emperor, Never Resting
The sky is filled with twinkling stars, and a crescent moon is embedded in it, making it even more dazzling.
Staring at the crescent moon affectionately for a long, long time, he lowered his head, gently raised the jade flute in his hand to his sexy thin lips, took a deep breath, closed his beautiful eyes, and sent Xiao Nei's heart full of sorrow.
The sound of the flute lingers and is full of desolation. Apart from her, it is still her in my heart. I wanted to play the flute to relieve my longing, but the more I played the flute, the more I missed her.
His handsome eyebrows were tightly knitted, and the cold wind swept through his waterfall-like black hair, and his bangs that covered his face were blown up by the wind, stubbornly sweeping his sad face, and the clothes and stems also danced with the wind, so chic and elegant, if it weren't for him
The several subordinates wearing silver armor standing behind him would really make people mistakenly think that the people in front of them are immortals who do not eat the fireworks of the world...
Thinking of the way she chuckled at him, my heart ached and almost suffocated. Could he never see her again? Was she really gone? If I had known it would be like this, I would never let her go no matter what.
Hand! I will never be able to play Xiaodi with her again in this life...
Leng Hanliang, you are such a coward!
The sound of Xiao suddenly stopped, he looked up at the moon, squeezed the jade flute tightly, and tears fell quietly. He was really a coward, he couldn't even protect the woman he loved... I hate him so much!
"My lord, you have to rush back to the capital tomorrow to get married, so please go to bed early!" The personal guard, seeing his immortal-like master in front of him, stopped playing the flute and stepped forward to clasp his fists as a reminder.
Looking back indifferently, tears dried by the wind, he said to himself in a low voice, "Yes, the king will rush to the capital tomorrow to get married..."
The densely packed military tents behind him were like white misty clouds. The white tent roofs reflected the psychedelic moonlight, which was no darker than the stars in the sky. It had been more than two months since he came to guard the border, and today was the first time he saw the sky.
Stars, there are usually strong winds and dark clouds here, so it is very difficult to see the stars. Among the soldiers who defend the border here, which one does not rely on a strong will to hold on? And he is the same...
For the sake of these 300,000 troops, he did not hesitate to let go of his beloved's hand. He knew clearly that the emperor's brother was using her as a pawn to bring down Bingyuan Peak, but he helped the ruthless emperor's brother and forced them to death.
Brother and sister...
He obviously loves her but can't forget her, and yet he is ordered to marry the daughter of the Minister of War who he doesn't love. He is extremely helpless, but there is nothing he can do. Who said that he will always be just a peaceful king? Instead of the aloof Leng Emperor... he is unwilling to accept it!
Why did he have to give everything he had for that ruthless emperor? He was just a pawn for him to consolidate his power!
No! He, Leng Hanliang, will never let anyone manipulate him!
He glanced arrogantly at the military tents, with a sinister feeling in his heart. His handsome face immediately became frosty. He waved his sleeves proudly and walked resolutely into the tents, leaving his subordinates looking at each other in confusion.
.When have they ever seen the prince with such a cold expression?
In the imperial study room, Emperor Leng frowned and looked at the memorials on the table, feeling upset.
Is this the emperor? There are endless memorials to approve and endless affairs to deal with every day. If you are not careful, the people will suffer because of his random strokes, and if you are not careful, ministers will take advantage of them to take advantage of them and bend the law.
, Everyone envies the emperor's supreme power, but who knows how helpless he is as an emperor?
The feeling of being aloof is really uncomfortable. There is no trustworthy person around him, so he has to disguise himself every day; in the court, he has to pretend to be dignified to deal with all betrayals. In the harem, he also has to worry about the tricks played by all the concubines. He really
So tired!
Day after day, year after year, he was really tired of living like this! He pushed away the memorials on the table and stood up irritably. When he saw the smoke coming from the three-legged golden tripod behind him, he became even more angry.
After kicking it away, the golden tripod immediately rolled to the ground, and the incense ashes were scattered all over the floor. The palace people were startled by Emperor Leng's sudden move, and subconsciously knelt down and trembled, while whispering to persuade him to calm down.
"Your Majesty, what's wrong with you?" Upon seeing this, Liu Shu waved his hand and retreated the palace guests. After receiving the order, the palace guests hurriedly retreated with relief.
"I'm tired!" He stretched out his hand and pinched his eyebrows, bitterness overwhelmed him, he was really tired!
Is it really worth it for him to lose her for these useless powers? Thinking of her beautiful face, his heart aches unbearably. Those pair of beautiful eyes with no waves, and that indifferent and cold expression, all appear in his mind all the time.
Before his eyes, his cold heart lingered.
"Your Majesty, if you're tired, take a rest for a while!?" Liu Shu looked worriedly at the bright yellow figure in front of him.
Since the emperor came back from the border, his whole person has changed. He has become colder, more sad, and more indifferent. In short, he is now like a heartless body that has been strengthened, losing all his emotions and six desires. Every day.
If you go to Feng Palace to sleep, the palaces of other concubines in the harem will almost become cold palaces...
"Huh, rest? Once I become emperor, I'm afraid I won't be able to rest for the rest of my life!" He sighed deeply, turned around, glanced at Liu Shu with a tired face, and asked thoughtfully, "Minister Zuo.
How is your condition?"
"Your Majesty, Zuo Xiang Bing Zhiwen is still bedridden. I'm afraid... I'm afraid his time is running out!" Thinking of the old minister who used to be so grand and dignified in the court, but now he can't even take care of himself, and looks so haggard,
It was unbearable to watch. Liu Shu shook his head helplessly.
"Pass on my decree, order the Royal Pharmacy to send more valuable tonics to Bing Mansion!" Don't you hate him the most? Why is he so intolerable when he hears that he is bedridden and his time is running out?
"Yes!" Liu Shu lowered his head and cupped his fists to accept the order.
"Are you ready for the wedding with the king?" He glanced at the lotus pond and said calmly. He always felt guilty about his younger brother. This time, in order to contain the ministers of the Ministry of War, he sacrificed his happiness. Is it right or wrong?
"Back to the emperor, I have made preparations for the wedding with the king."
It seems that everything is in order... Brother Liang, do you know that I didn't want to sacrifice you, but who made the daughter of the Minister of War secretly agree to you?
"You should step back too!" He waved his hand to Liu Shu, who was ordered to step back. Looking at Liu Shu's bowed back and bowing respectfully, Emperor Leng sighed deeply, "Am I going to be so lonely forever?
Why is everyone so respectful to me? Ling'er, you are the only one in this world who dares to confront me, and you never count against me... I really regret it. If time can go by, I will never let you out of the palace, never let you go.