It is said that you attacked me in a dream

Yan Yanglie cleared his throat and pointed in the direction without making a sound.

The emperor responded and quickened his pace to chase after him, and disappeared at the end of the corridor.

Ye Huaiqing couldn't help but asked curiously: "My lord, I'm just gossiping, who was that white-clothed man just now? It's such a big gesture, even you have to give him three points."

"Where did you see that this king wants to give up three points?" Yan Yanglie sneered: "He is just a mere national teacher."

He just likes to play petty temper in front of the emperor.

Ye Huaiqing glanced back at the empty end of the corridor.

Just a national teacher?Then why did the emperor call the national teacher your sister-in-law just now?Seeing the emperor's eagerness just now, it is obvious that the emperor and the national teacher are ambiguous.

It's really the ancient times when the whole people engage in the basics.

Ye Huaiqing sighed and shook his head.

However, why did he feel that the national teacher looked a little familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it...

When Ye Huaiqing bit his lip and looked up, Yan Yanglie had already disappeared from his back.

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After returning to Shunyang Palace, the sky was also a little dark, Ye Huaiqing fell asleep exhausted, and I don't know how long he slept until he was awakened by his hungry stomach growling.

I got up and looked out the window. It was already night and mosquitoes were everywhere.

Suddenly, a thin, melodious, depressing and whistle-like tune came from above.

Ye Huaiqing opened the door and went out. After looking around for a while, he raised his head decisively. He saw Yan Yanglie sitting on the eaves quietly blowing the leaves. When he came out, he paused for a while and continued to blow.

Yan Yanglie looked at him with a gloomy expression, and he seemed to have something on his mind when he heard the poignant tune.

From now on, he has never seen Yan Yanglie like this.

In this way, he looked at Yan Yanglie wishfully for a long while, and there seemed to be a resonance in his heart. He seemed to understand Yan Yanglie's slightly sad tune.

It's not the longing between family and love, nor the inconceivable lofty ambitions, nor just pure sentimentality.

And it seems to be talking about something, but he has never been able to find someone who can listen to his inner feelings.

Yan Yanglie is a man of few words, that is, he is not good at expressing himself.Born in the royal family, what I have seen the most since I was a child is probably the palace fight in the Sixth Court of Sangong, and when I grow up, it is the fight between the snipe and the clam, a life-and-death spy battle scene for the throne.

Everything about him, except for the fight, seems to be only for the throne, the memories that have gradually settled down, very little happiness, and perhaps the most cruelty and pain.

The royal family affection is as light as a glass of boiled water, and it is only when you take it easy that you have formed such a cold-blooded and ruthless character.

In fact, with Yan Yanglie's talents and methods, he should be more qualified to rule the world than the current emperor.

It's just that he doesn't quite understand that Yan Yanglie would rather assist the emperor than fight for the throne, the powerful world.

Is it lack of ambition, or...

After the little tune stopped, Yan Yanglie lowered his eyes and looked down at Ye Huaiqing who had been looking up at him, frowning slightly.

Why did this man look at him with sympathy?

Suddenly a gust of wind brushed past his ears, Ye Huaiqing's body paused for a moment to regain his senses, Yan Yanglie pursed his lips in front of him.

"Why didn't you make any movement at all when you came down? You scared me." He took two steps back.

Yan Yanglie snorted softly: "Just now, what were you thinking when you saw this king?"

Ye Huaiqing rubbed his nose: "It's nothing, I just thought the song that the prince blew just now is very nice, and I was absorbed in listening to it for a while."

"You are not as good at lying as each other." Yan Yanglie said.

Ye Huaiqing tilted his head, then narrowed his eyes: "My lord, when I was almost reprimanded by Concubine Yi, you wouldn't have been hiding and peeping unkindly, right?"

Yan Yanglie was secretly startled, he seemed to have underestimated Ye Huaiqing's IQ.

Seeing that Yan Yanglie didn't deny or admit it, Ye Huaiqing's face darkened: "My lord, you are not being kind, you were there at that time, why didn't you help me out?"

"Do you think this king is going to do too much for a concubine in front of a concubine?"

"Bitch, concubine?"

Yan Yanglie glanced at it.

Ye Huaiqing raised a straight middle finger towards Yan Yanglie: "Don't call me a concubine."

"Presumptuous. How did you keep making promises to the king last night?" Yan Yanglie sarcastically said, "You backtracked, or were you just mean to the king?"

"I..." Ye Huaiqing thumped his head, and hurriedly said: "Actually, my lord, you misunderstood me. I really didn't quit. I was with the King of Xiling at that time..."

After a pause, he narrowed his eyes again: "Hey, fuck, you've been hiding in the dark to watch good shows?"

Yan Yanglie didn't bother to explain, a little sleepy and prepared to go to rest.

It seems that he has completely lost his trust in Yan Yanglie's eyes.Ye Huaiqing angrily followed, but continued to explain: "My lord, in fact, I was competing with the King of Xiling at that time. That was not the truth. I really really don't feel for you anymore. Now I like Hongyun's obedient and cute woman..."

Like women?Yan Yanglie sneered as he undressed to go to bed, but he just ignored Ye Huaiqing.

"My lord, the conscience of heaven and earth, I'm really not interested in men with flat chests!"

"My lord, heterosexuality is the right way, only the best women are stunning..."

"My lord..."

……

At the moment when Ye Huaiqing's explanations didn't work at all, he grabbed his arm, raised four fingers and began to swear poisonously, Yan Yanglie couldn't help but think that although Ye Huaiqing was an idiot, Facing him, I feel so silly and pleasing to the eye...

This fleeting self-awareness made him frown.

I don't know when, his antipathy and resistance towards Ye Huaiqing has decreased a lot, and he has become more and more tolerant towards Ye Huaiqing's touch inadvertently, and he can bear sleeping on the couch.

"My lord, are you listening to my swearing?" Ye Huaiqing waved his hands in front of Yan Yanglie's dazed eyes: "No, brother, I've been talking for a long time, but you're actually wandering."

"Shut up, it's really noisy." Yan Yanglie withdrew his hand, shook the quilt and fell asleep.

"..." Ye Huaiqing felt more and more that he didn't understand what kind of awkward person Yan Yanglie was.

What can I do if I have a serious conversation with him?

Hearing Yan Yanglie's gradual and steady breathing, Ye Huaiqing sighed, clutching his stomach that was too hungry to move, and could only fall asleep sadly.

After the queen mother's birthday, the king of Xiling, who was supposed to return to the west to continue his peace, stationed thousands of soldiers and horses outside the moat, and still temporarily stayed in the general's mansion under the guise of filial piety.

Sima Zhao's heart was evident, which made the emperor a headache and extremely vigilant.

And there are two reasons why Yan Yangfeng didn't return to the western region, one is for Ye Huaiqing, and the other is to regain the country that he missed for a while.

On the first day of staying in the General's Mansion, Ye Pingshi was scolded by Yan Yangfeng in private.

The reason is naturally because Ye Pingshi knew that Yan Yangfeng had a heart for Ye Huaiqing since he was a child, but he secretly reluctantly parted with him and sent his own son to the tiger's mouth to be abused by others, although Ye Huaiqing was voluntary at that time.

Ye Pingshi was quite bitter in his heart, but Naihe said: "My lord, I have pity on the hearts of parents in the world. It's not that this old minister is cruel and spares his third son, but that this old minister really has nothing to do with his third son... Forgive me for your bold words. Fan is also thinking about the prince, the current situation in the world, in the opinion of the old minister, I am afraid that the female lover here will not care about it right now."

"You are devoted to this king." Yan Yangfeng took a sip of his tea, his expression darkened: "You are not doing very well in terms of love in your heart. If the third brother threatens you with this, what should you do?"

Ye Pingshi's old face tightened, but he said: "Thanks to the love of the lord, if he can help the lord to complete his great cause, the third son will die well. The old minister is willing to take a gamble, and I hope the lord will think twice."

The children are all born, and the human heart is born with flesh, but the former emperor has his life, if the great cause fails, then he will be guilty of all the crimes, and he will not escape the catastrophe.

The beads in Yan Yangfeng's hands paused, his brows were full of thoughts, what Ye Pingshi said was unreasonable, he only said that his obsession with Ye Huaiqing could not be let go in a day or two.

At the same time, in Prince Yan's mansion, Ye Huaiqing broke a right leg and was dying of pain. He was lying on the bed and was being diagnosed and treated by the imperial doctor invited by the palace.

Seeing Ye Huaiqing, who was pale and sweating, crying with tears, Yang Zhi, the culprit, was asked what happened by Hong Yun with a guilty conscience.

Yang Zhi rubbed her nose, and explained the ins and outs of the future with half truth and half lie.

Here's the thing.

Before Ye Huaiqing's accident, the prince came to him and inexplicably ordered him to use whatever means to make Ye Huaiqing unable to move within a month.

Of course, the prince's words are like an imperial decree, how dare a subordinate like him disobey.

So, regardless of what the lord wanted to do, he tried every means to get the bored Ye Huaiqing to go to the martial arts arena.

After entering the martial arts arena, he thought that Ye Huaiqing, who had no strength to restrain a chicken, would refuse, but he didn't expect that Ye Huaiqing not only smiled happily, but also had two brushes when he entered the martial arts arena.

The real person does not show his likeness, this is it.

But a little bit of strength is one thing, let’s put it aside and think about it later, anyway, I was worried about how to make an accidental attack, and I didn’t take the opportunity to miss and decisively break the person’s right leg...

"Okay, Yang Zhi, you're so ruthless. I treat you like a brother, so I'm merciful... Damn, it hurts! You murdered me, I want to sue you, pain, pain, old man, take it easy, you When this leg is a dog leg..."

Seeing Ye Huaiqing groaning so fiercely, the imperial doctor put on the last bandage, a little bit dumbfounded: "Young man, take it easy, you are so delicate and tender. You can't stand it. Strengthening exercise is a good thing, but if you exercise too much, You see, this is what it is now."

Ye Huaiqing stared, a little aggrieved: "Old man, I'm going to be cut off..."

As he spoke, he subconsciously raised his eyes to Yang Zhi who was standing aside.

Yang Zhi felt guilty on the face, but at the same time, he was full of guilt in his heart. It wasn't that he was unkind, but that he was entrusted by others, and he was forced to be loyal.

Since Ye Huaiqing's calf was only severed, Yang Zhi fulfilled his mission, and Ye Huaiqing followed the imperial doctor's instructions with snot and tears, trying not to walk around for a month. I really want to move around the best With the help of two crutches, smooth movement is inconvenient.