With sparse flowers and trees and dancing shadows, Taixi Mountain is in full bloom.
By the rippling Jingshui Lake, there is a willow tree with a crooked neck. Under the tree, two people are kneeling. The young man standing with his hands behind his back is only fourteen or fifteen years old. The black robe is a Shu brocade that is specially used for the royal family. The afterglow of the setting sun slanted on the hem of his robe, and the moonlight dragon pattern was looming.
There is still some childishness on the young man's face, but if you look closely, you can see that his phoenix eyes are slightly raised, but he has an air of calm and self-restraint. Suddenly, the young man narrows his phoenix eyes and looks coldly at the kneeling man. The young man at his feet shouted: "King Qin, do you know your guilt?"
"My crime deserves ten thousand deaths." Xue Ming, the regent of Qin, respectfully touched his forehead to the ground and bowed to the ground as a ceremony.
"King Qin, I have always treated you leniently, but this time you have committed a heinous crime, so don't blame me for not caring about blood and family ties!" The little emperor waved his hand resolutely and motioned for the secret guard to step forward, "White Guard, will King Qin... General Qin Wang..."
Having ascended the throne at the age of five, the little emperor has been practicing in Bo Jue's treacherous court for more than ten years. He has always been quick and decisive in dealing with things, but this time he has to personally deal with his uncle who has been with him for more than ten years, like a teacher, a father, a brother and a friend. In the end, I still had some hesitation.
"Your Majesty, my offense against Long Yan is a crime of great disrespect and should be put to death in Lingchi!" King Xue Ming of Qin slowly raised his head, his handsome face filled with a smile, as if he was not the one who "deserved to be put to death in Lingchi".
The little emperor looked at his smile coldly, waved his hand again for a long time, and motioned for the white guard to retreat expressionlessly.
A group of idle ducks swam around the huge Jingshui Lake again and again. The slender willow branches made clear and shallow ripples on the lake. The two people under the tree just looked like this. Standing and kneeling, standing in a stalemate with a cold smile, the atmosphere was very strange.
"Senior brother! You are weak, why are you kneeling again?" Suddenly, a charming woman in yellow clothes wearing flowers and willows rushed over in a hurry.
The woman's peerless face contained a thin layer of anger. While she gently helped Xue Ming up, she said angrily to the little emperor: "Little Thirteen! You damn boy, have you grown up?"
The little emperor's face fell, and he looked a little embarrassed. After all, he was still the Imperial Majesty, but his senior sister still didn't show any kindness to him!
The little emperor straightened his face and planned to regain some ground, "Senior sister, the emperor's uncle abandoned his official position and fled privately without receiving the order. I..."
"What the hell! Why don't you come over and help your uncle get up!" The woman frowned and ordered coldly. After not seeing each other for a while, his uncle and nephew secretly ran to perform a show under the bright sun. The scene where the king is angry and his ministers kneel down is really not a worry for a moment!
Xue Min squeezed her hand quietly in her sleeve, and said with a hint of tenderness in her usually cold voice, "Rong'er..."
Ye Rong first laid a handkerchief on a piece of bluestone by the lake, and then gently helped him sit down.
Back then, when he was dying, Danyang used red sedum to refine the antidote and saved his life. After many years, his health had already improved, but she still regarded him as fragile glass, which made him very sad. It's helpless.
"Senior brother, please rest first. Little Thirteen's skin is itchy. If I, the senior sister, don't teach him a lesson, won't he be embarrassed all over the world?" As she said this, she narrowed her beautiful eyes and turned to look. The little emperor stood stiff and motionless.
Ye Rong suddenly smiled, "Xiao Shisan, senior sister, I have always been amiable, come on, let's talk!"
The little emperor couldn't help but tremble, and a thin layer of sweat slowly formed on his back. The senior sister was still smiling like a flower. Why did he feel like he was a little white rabbit being targeted by a vicious female leopard?
Xue Min looked at the little emperor who pursed his lips tightly and turned pale. He couldn't help but smile secretly and watched the show calmly.
