The First Tyrant of Daxia

Tong Wei looked a little embarrassed, and said hesitantly: "She said that no matter what the result is, she will no longer have anything to do with Your Majesty..."

Qin Yun's heart was shocked and felt extremely bitter!

I'm afraid Tong Wei's message was more tactful, while Li Youwei's was more decisive.

"Alas." He sighed deeply and waved his hands in a disinterested manner: "Forget it, saving Jingyi is the most important thing."

Tong Wei frowned and said, "Brother Emperor, are you just going to give up like this? It's not your responsibility if Jingyi commits suicide!"

Qin Yun pursed his lips and said, "A forced melon is not sweet. It seems that I shouldn't have done this from the beginning. I have destroyed the tranquility of Qingping Temple and made everyone unhappy."

"As long as Jing wakes up and she doesn't hate me, I will be satisfied."

Tong Wei raised her red lips and wanted to say something.

Qin Yun ruffled her hair and said, "Okay, no need to say more. This matter won't depress me. I still have a lot of things to deal with. Wanyan Honglie has secretly entered the imperial capital. I have to go and take a look."

"I'll leave the matter over there to you."

Tong Wei felt relieved and nodded, then raised her rosy face and smiled sweetly with a hint of cunning: "Brother Emperor, are you free tonight? I can make you feel better!"

Hearing this, Qin Yun paused.

He had already hurt Li Youwei invisibly, and he didn't want to hurt Tong Wei again. This girl had been with him for several years without him noticing. Even though she often lost her temper, she always protected him wholeheartedly.

Perhaps it was Jingyi's suicide and the breakup with Li Youwei that made him cherish the person in front of him even more. He couldn't help but hold her face lovingly and kiss her red lips.

Tong Wei didn't care that there were people around and responded enthusiastically. Her clumsy kissing skills were filled with the fragrance of a young girl.

Qin Yun originally wanted to just touch the water, but the girl refused to let go, so he had to kiss her along.

The palace maids and eunuchs who saw this hurriedly retreated.

a long time.

Qin Yun grabbed Tong Wei's hand and took a deep breath: "What are you doing?"

Tong Wei's face flushed, and she said shyly, "Take off your skirt."

Qin Yun almost felt dizzy, but then he was amused by her serious look, as if the haze had dissipated half.

"Don't you see where this is? Didn't I say I had something to do?"

Tong Wei pouted her red lips and held him tightly.

He snorted softly, "Brother Emperor still cares about the place? I know that."

Qin Yun held her shoulders and said seriously, "Once this matter is resolved, I will definitely give you an explanation. How about that?"

"Really?" Tong Wei's eyes sparkled tentatively.

"Of course." Qin Yun was all smiles. This girl's micro-expressions were so cute.

"Well, if brother Emperor breaks his promise again, you won't be able to give birth to a big fat boy in the future!" After she said that, she skipped away, seeming to be in a good mood.

Qin Yun was stunned, then he smiled bitterly, shook his head, and left with his hands behind his back.

Royal study room.

He was handling official business here and waited for about an hour. Finally, a team of Jinyiwei mysteriously entered here carrying a sedan chair.

A man slowly walked down from the sedan chair. If Yelu Hong were here, he would probably draw his sword and kill the person immediately. He would be willing to bear any consequences!

Because this person was Wanyan Honglie, who was seriously injured and had not yet recovered, and was secretly sent back to the imperial capital by King Shunxun.

In fact, he had set out on the journey a long time ago, but fearing that he would be assassinated again, the journey back was extremely difficult.

"Greetings...Your Majesty!" Wanyan Honglie was supported by Hongye, his face pale, and he was about to kneel down.

Qin Yun immediately walked down and stopped him: "If you are seriously injured, there is no need to salute."

Wanyan Honglie smiled bitterly and looked up, feeling indescribably lonely...

The two looked at each other, and Qin Yun was filled with emotion. The once noble and open-minded Wanyan Honglie now looked very downtrodden, with a pale face and a lot of weight loss.

In other words, I don't have the same high spirits and confidence as before.

"It's been a long time since we last met. Brother Wanyan has changed a lot, especially his new identity. I was a little surprised."

Upon hearing this, Wanyan Honglie smiled bitterly again and said sadly, "I hope Your Majesty will not mind my hiding my identity. It is really not worth mentioning."

Qin Yun glanced at him and Hongye beside him. He heard from the Jinyiwei's report that now only he and his servant were left in Wanbaozhai, which meant he was completely alone.

Even the Jurchen Gu family was destroyed. How tragic!

"Mr. Feng, please take a seat and serve tea!"

"I want to have a good chat with Brother Wanyan today!"

Mr. Feng bent down: "Yes!"

Wanyan Honglie on the side seemed a little restrained, because he had nothing left, and there was a powerful enemy in the north behind him. Facing Qin Yun, he could no longer treat him as a gentleman!

After taking a seat, hot tea was served.

The two men sat almost opposite each other, one above and one below. Qin Yun was very generous and even offered his maid Hongye a seat, and took the lead in opening the conversation.

"I actually took you back to the capital so early because I wanted you to have a safe Lantern Festival. I didn't expect you to be so badly injured that you still can't walk properly."

Wanyan bowed and said, "Your Majesty, it's okay. Your Majesty saved my life. Besides, my mother is Han Chinese. The Lantern Festival is also a festival engraved in my bones. I feel at ease to be able to return to the Central Plains to celebrate the festival!"

Qin Yun and Old Feng looked at each other and couldn't help feeling a little sympathetic.

Changing the subject, he looked at him and said, "The reason why you were driven out by your second uncle and lost your kingdom is probably because of your mother's bloodline, right?"

Wanyan Honglie's eyes flashed with sadness, and under the influence of the purple smoke from the incense burner, he became more melancholy.

Nodding, "Your Majesty, this is a very important reason. The Jurchens value bloodlines, and my half-Jurchen and half-Han bloodline is destined to become the target of others' attacks."

"But there are too many reasons for the change of ownership of the Jurchens. I am the only son of my father, and I will inherit the throne no matter what. But..."

He clenched his fists, his eyes were filled with anger, and the pain caused his brows to furrow deeply.

Qin Yun pursed his lips and continued, "But your second uncle coerced the military and political ministers to launch a coup against you, using a series of despicable means to frame you. He talked about benevolence and morality, but secretly killed your relatives."

"He devoured the Jurchen royalists and the tactics left by your father one by one, and finally the entire empire fell into his hands."

"You were still young and unable to resist. Under the protection of many of your trusted followers, you fought your way out of the siege, but they all died."

"From then on, you lived in a foreign land and started Wanbaozhai, knowing all the major events in the world, hiding your identity while waiting for an opportunity to take revenge?"

Hearing this, Wanyan Honglie and his maid Hongye looked at him in shock.

"Your Majesty, how do you know so clearly?"

"The Imperial Guards are too powerful. They can even find out what happened to the Jurchens more than a decade ago."

Qin Yun smiled bitterly: "I didn't check it. I knew it at once. You are a fugitive prince, oh no, to be precise, the new emperor. You are being hunted down to the point where you have no way to go up to the sky or enter the earth. Why else could it be?"

"If I had not been able to seize the imperial power and eliminate the treacherous ministers, I would have been even more miserable than you, and no one would have known I had I died."