brother on top

Can't shirk? !Emperor Anping must give me Beiling an explanation for this matter! "The leading envoy gritted his teeth and said.

"Want to explain? I will explain to you!" A servant stepped forward and presented the tray in his hand.

Duan Lingrui threw the food on the plate in front of them, when the envoys saw it, their expressions paled.

This scimitar was bestowed by Emperor Beiling, and the secret decree that was intercepted halfway was impressively on the side!

"Emperor Beiling didn't want the Seventh Princess to marry, but was forced by the queen. Now that he joined hands with the Manfang Kingdom, he immediately sent someone to take her away. By the way, it gave the two countries a reason to go to war. It's you, Beiling, who is right, Zhen, did you make a mistake?!" The cold tone made people shudder.

"The Emperor Beiling is so anxious, it seems that there is no ordinary relationship with the Seventh Princess..."

As soon as the words fell, several envoys had already spread out on the ground.

"Come on, push him down!" Duan Lingrui said in a deep voice.

After retreating from court, Duan Lingrui, Ye Rong, Yun Changhai and others stayed in the imperial study for a whole day, and it was already dark when they returned to the bedroom.

The bedroom hall was brightly lit, and on the small table in the hall, Duan Xiaotu was facing a table of delicacies and pointing fingers boredly. When he saw someone coming, he stood up and was about to go up.

"Brother Huang! Hiss..." Oh, my legs are numb from sitting for too long, and Duan Xiaotu closed her eyes when she saw that she was about to fall, only to find that she was suddenly pulled into an embrace.

"Little idiot..." The voice in his ear was like a whisper, and Duan Xiaotu blushed suddenly.

Duan Lingrui gently placed him on the soft couch and rubbed his legs.

"Be gentle..." The maid on the side was snickering, Duan Xiaotu was a little shy, and when she saw the cold food in front of her and rubbed her stomach, she realized that she was a little hungry.

"Brother Huang, you must be hungry? I'll ask someone to heat up the food..."

"No need." Duan Lingrui raised his hand to scratch his nose, and suddenly took out a bag of pastries as if by magic, and it turned out to be Mille-feuille!

Duan Xiaotu, who was a little blushing because of the sudden intimacy, suddenly threw that shyness out of the blue.

Twist a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus-flavored mille-feuille pastry with his fingertips and put it in Duan Lingrui's mouth. Seeing him swallowing it, Duan Xiaotu picked up a piece and put it in his mouth, his brows and eyes curved in satisfaction.

"This was just sent by Xiu'er's trustee." After the two of them finished eating, Duan Lingrui waved away the palace servants, skillfully changed Duan Xiaotu into a soft nightgown, and cleaned him with a wet face towel. If you lose your face, you have to hug the person to bed.

"Emperor...Emperor Brother, I'll do it myself, I'm not a child anymore..." Duan Xiaotu hurriedly broke away, and as soon as he turned around, he came behind Duan Lingrui and pushed him towards the big bed.

With one force, Duan Lingrui was pushed down on the bed.

Duan Lingrui didn't react for a while, and when he wanted to resist, Duan Xiaotu had already sat on his waist.

Duan Lingrui lay on the bed without moving, Duan Little Rabbit's weight was nothing to him, he was just a little curious, what does the little idiot want to do?Will he?

Just as he was thinking, a pair of hands kneaded his shoulders with moderate strength, and then moved to his back little by little.

There was a sudden warm current in my heart.

Duan Lingrui suddenly grabbed Duan Xiaotu's hand from behind, "Don't be tired, come down quickly, Brother Huang is not tired."

"Lie down, don't move, your body is stiff like this, I'll pinch it for you", Duan Xiaotu tore off his royal brother's hand from his wrist and arranged it, then stroked Duan Lingrui's head like a puppy .

"Good." Duan Xiaotu said.

Duan Lingrui was immediately laughed out of anger, but obediently lay still, allowing Duan Xiaotu to knead his shoulders and backs. The fatigue from this day seemed to disappear under these slender hands.

"Hmm..." Duan Lingrui closed his eyes and sighed comfortably.

"Well... so comfortable..."

"Pa——" There was a crisp sound from the back, the sound of a palm hitting the flesh.

"What are you talking about..."

The voice from behind was soft and sticky, and one didn't need to look to know what kind of mood the person behind him would be at the moment, which made him angry, yes, he did it on purpose.

Duan Lingrui couldn't hold back, turned over and pressed the man under him, and kissed his soft lips as soon as he lowered his head.

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☆, Royal Conquest

"Oh... don't... Brother Huang..." Early in the morning, Duan Xiaotu was awakened by a kiss, and when he returned to the cage, he wanted to push someone's arm away, but he couldn't exert enough strength to push him away. Opened, opened eyes, but saw the man touching his nose, breathing heavily on his face, seeing him leaning down towards his lips again, Duan Xiaotu pushed the man away, wrapped him up The quilt was tucked up at the foot of the bed.

Duan Lingrui looked at Duan Xiaotu with a look of desire and dissatisfaction, and saw that his lips were swollen from kisses, and the corners of his eyes were still charming, and his watery eyes felt a little wronged. He was like a bullied little rabbit. Beast, people just want to give it a hard fuck when they look at it.

"Brother Huang, it's time to get up and go to court..." Duan Xiaotu looked at him warily.

"I'm sorry...not going..." Duan Lingrui's eyes were full of sorrow.

"How can I do that?! Get up soon, be obedient!" Seeing that it was really getting late, Duan Xiaotuan was a little anxious when he saw Duan Lingrui's indifferent look, and put down the quilt he was holding tightly in his hand, "Come on, I will You get dressed."

Duan Lingrui looked a little funny at the way his younger brother treated him like a child, but his face was expressionless on the surface.

"Not wearing..." Duan Lingrui didn't cooperate at all.

Duan Xiaotu was stunned for a moment, obviously he had never seen such a childish tempered emperor brother.

"unless……"

"Unless what?" Duan Xiaotu asked stupidly.

"Unless you kiss me." Duan Lingrui looked at Duan Xiaotu, without blinking when he said this.

Duan Xiaotu blushed and "chirped", her lips pressed against his cheek, which was warm and soft to the touch.

With a smile on the corner of Duan Lingrui's mouth, he opened his arms without saying a word, and looked at him as a matter of course.

Duan Xiaotu was stunned for a moment, and in the next second, he was very skillful in dressing people, and after serving, he sent people to court.

It's just that he couldn't figure it out, why did Brother Huang become like this?like a child...

In the imperial study room, Duan Lingrui listened to the battle report from the border, the smile on his face disappeared, and a cold light flashed across his deep eyes, which turned into a look of worry.

"Leader Sun Xuan enters the palace!"

While having lunch, Duan Xiaotu was waiting in the hall, but saw a slender figure trotting in from the entrance of the hall.

"Xiu'er? Why are you here?" Duan Xiaotu was very happy to see him.

"What? Did you miss me?" Lin Xiu'er sat down beside Duan Xiaotu, and raised her hand to pinch Duan Xiaotu's fleshy cheek.

"Of course." Suddenly, a male voice came from the entrance of the main hall, and the two looked back. It was Duan Lingrui in a yellow robe, and the resentful eldest Sun Xuan was standing behind him.

"Brother Huang."

"emperor."

The two stood up together.

After the food was served, Duan Lingrui waved the palace servants away, and then he called everyone to sit down, and they should eat and drink, but Duan Xiaotu seemed to be very sensible.

"Brother Huang, eat more." Duan Xiaotu put a chopstick of braised pork into Duan Lingrui's bowl.

"You eat too." Duan Lingrui suddenly felt a little astringent in his heart. His little idiot was supposed to be protected by him and live a happy life, but now he still made him worry and asked him to take care of him.

He has always known that the little idiot is never "stupid", but smarter than anyone else, he just doesn't care, and the only thing the little idiot cares about is him.

Because of this, he should know better than anyone else the situation in the DPRK and China, but he still has to act like he doesn't know anything, so as not to let him worry about him any more.

"In a few days, I will go to the imperial conquest." Duan Lingrui put down the bowl and chopsticks, "Chang'an, I will leave it to the two of you to take care of."

Duan Lingrui said, but his eyes were on Duan Xiaotu.

Duan Xiaotu didn't seem to hear it, but silently picked up the rice, as if he wanted to bury his face in the rice bowl.

Seeing this, Lin Xiu'er and Chang Sun Xuan glanced at each other unconsciously, and left the hall silently.

In the empty hall, there were only two people left, silent.

Duan Xiaotu's hand holding the chopsticks hadn't moved for a long time, but he still didn't raise his head. Where Duan Lingrui couldn't see, his tears fell drop by drop into the rice bowl.

He didn't want to cry, but this feeling of being about to leave came too fast, and the unreasonable sadness overwhelmed him, swallowing him without leaving a trace of breath.

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☆、Duan Yue

The day of parting always comes quickly.

At the moment when the sun rose, the Anping army was ready to go.

It was still cool in the early morning, and with the dense mist, the rising sun was like blood-colored rouge, covering the entire palace, but the square where tens of thousands of people stood was silent.

Yanqing stood on the high platform in front of the main hall to announce the decree, his clear and emotionless voice echoed over the square, and when he finished speaking, the high flying flag fluttered in the wind.

When Duan Lingrui set off, Duan Changan didn't come. The advance troops had already set off. Before leaving, Duan Lingrui couldn't help turning his head back, but saw a figure standing behind the gate of the main hall, looking at his eyes, neither dodging nor avoiding , until he turned his head, he knew that he had been watching his back gradually going away.

Duan Xiaotu hid behind the door, the heavy carved door covered most of his body, he looked at his imperial brother in military uniform, sitting on a tall horse, looked back at him, then walked forward without looking back, gradually leaving He goes.

Duan Xiaotu was inexplicably panicked.

"Little Chang'an, you have to believe in your brother, he will definitely return in triumph." Lin Xiu'er, who was standing beside him, looked at him with some worry.

"Don't call me Little Chang'an, I'm elder brother." Duan Xiaotu took advantage of her height and rubbed Lin Xiu'er's head, then turned and left.

Lin Xiu'er was stunned for a moment, and then followed, "Duan Chang'an! Don't want to eat the Baihua cake I made in the future!"

"Come on! Good girl! Isn't it good to be a good sister..."

"Humph……"

"Xiu'er? Good sister?"

"..."

Duan Xiaotu returned to the dormitory, sat alone on the soft couch in a daze, his eyes were a little empty.

Lin Xiu'er said that she was looking for herself to play and ignored him, but he saw her turn her head and go to the imperial dining room. It seemed that she was still worried and wanted to make some snacks to coax him. The thought of my sister taking care of him feels a bit useless...

But Brother Huang... when will he come back?

"Who?!" The breath of a stranger suddenly broke into the dormitory, and Duan Xiaotu stood up vigilantly.

Palace people are generally not allowed to enter the inner room of his bedroom, but he knows that there is a person hidden here.

"Don't move? Where is the emperor?" Duan Lingrui realized that it was too late when the man came behind him, and a machete was already on his neck.

"Who are you?" Duan Xiaotu was calm, but the voice was a woman.

"I ask you where is the emperor?" The voice sounded very young.

"He has already left." Duan Xiaotu was very calm.

"Leaving?!" The woman pushed Duan Xiaotu away when she heard the words and was about to chase him out.

"You can't catch up, he has been walking for nearly two hours," Duan Xiaotu looked at her, and the moment she stopped, guards rushed up from all around the bedroom and surrounded her.

"Now you can say, why are you looking for my brother?" The woman in front of her was masked, dressed in a hard outfit, and looked no older than 20 years old.

"Your brother? You are Duan Xiaowang?" He saw the woman's dim eyes light up.

Duan Xiaotu lowered her eyes slightly, "You all go down."

The surrounding guards looked at the well-dressed woman who was still holding a scimitar, and looked at each other in blank dismay.

"Although you were invited by Zhang Sunxuan, here, listen to me." The leading guard glanced at him, turned and returned to his original place.

The guards retreated when they came again, and the whole hall was silent for a while.

The well-dressed woman suddenly knelt down to him.

Duan Xiaotu's eyes were calm, he knew that she would say it.

"Please, save Duan Yue."

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☆, conspiracy

A golden corner of his clothes flashed outside the hall. Chang Sun Xuan, who had been standing outside the door watching, thought of Duan Changan he saw just now. Maybe this is the real him, calm, wise... indifferent, but his light has always been shrouded in darkness. Duan Lingrui covered it up.

Or... the person who protected him is no longer around, and he has to make himself stronger...

Chang Sun Xuan shook his head, he really thought too much, it was all messed up, the most important thing was to find his girl Xiu'er.

The next day, the guards at the palace gate saw Prince Duan in plain clothes, leaving the palace with two imperial doctors who also changed into plain clothes, followed by four "entourages" covered in large and small bags.

Time flies, and half a month later, the battle reports ahead come repeatedly, but there is still no exciting news.

Beiling and the barbarians joined forces, gathered 30 troops, and formally attacked Anping from the north.

Anping State is not inferior to the coalition forces of the two countries at all in terms of military strength, and most of Anping's soldiers have not been on the battlefield for nearly five years. Compared with the enemy's actual combat experience, Anping State is located in the south. The difference in physique among the northerners is obvious. Although there are many brave and resourceful people, they are still no match for the desperate style of play of the coalition forces.

Sometimes Duan Xiaotu would think that those small countries in the north had to do that in order to survive. If they didn’t risk their lives to fight, they would end up starving to death. If they risked their lives, maybe they could get some Ration, and still having a full meal, is better than being a starving ghost.

After listening to the battle report, the situation on the front line is not optimistic. Maybe in a few days, Brother Huang will send troops to support, and then...

Duan Xiaotu's thoughts were suddenly interrupted by a scent.

"It smells so good, Xiu'er..."

"Hey, it's for you. You've been in a daze all day long. You're about to become an idiot. You're not smart at all. What can I do..."

Listening to Lin Xiuer's broken thoughts, Duan Xiaotuan slid a row of black lines on his forehead, lowered his head, picked up a piece of pastry with one hand, and put it in his mouth.

"Why did you grab it with your hands?! Didn't I give you chopsticks?"

Duan Xiaotu ignored her, turned her back to Lin Xiuer, and continued stuffing it into her mouth.

"Good girl, I'm just hungry and wait until I use my chopsticks..." Taking advantage of the gap between swallowing the pastry, Duan Xiaotu raised his head and said hastily.

"No!" Lin Xiu'er reached out to grab the plate, but Duan Xiaotu suddenly turned around.

"belch--"

Lin Xiu'er froze for a moment, then looked down, only the crumbs of the pastry were left on the delicate plate in her hand.

"You, you, you... have finished eating?!" This is a full drawer!

Looking up at Lin Xiu'er's startled face, Duan Xiaotu nodded obediently, his eyes were shining brightly, he not only finished eating, he was full and needed a walk.

Seeing that Lin Xiu'er was still in a daze, Duan Xiaotu immediately knew that she had no intention of taking him for a walk for the time being, so he had no choice but to go by himself.

Holding a blooming chrysanthemum petal in his hand, Little Rabbit Duan was a little distracted walking in the imperial garden.

"Master Zhang, just tell me which side you are on?"

Suddenly there was a voice in the ear, Duan Xiaotu hadn't recovered, and his fingers were about to continue to pull the petals, but he didn't want to waste time. He looked down, and there was only a small flower left in his hand. pistil...

"This..." There was another voice next to his ear, this time he recognized it, it was clearly the voice of Zhang Shangshu!But who is the other person?

Duan Xiaotu's figure was just blocked by the rockery, and people not far away couldn't see him.

"You have to think clearly, this time I, Beiling, are cooperating with the barbarians, and we have more than 30 troops. Besides, even if Emperor Anping is not dead, he has only one breath left..."

With a sound of "Boom--", something seemed to collapse in his mind, and Duan Xiaotu's face was pale.

The flower branch in his hand fell to the ground unexpectedly, and now his mind is full of the word "death"...

No, his imperial brother is so powerful, how could he die, definitely not...

"How is it possible?!" Obviously, Zhang Shangshu was shocked when he heard the news.

"Why is this impossible? Your generals are all ours!" In order to persuade Zhang Shangshu, the person opposite couldn't help but put up a bigger bargaining chip.

"You mean...Ye...Ye Rong..." Zhang Shangshu couldn't help but waver. If he were to join Beiling, he would be more than just a small Shangshu!

"That's right!"

"Okay...I promise you!" Zhang Shangshu's eyes flashed a flash of determination, "I wonder what orders do you have?"

"You're sensible," the man opposite Zhang Shangshu curled up his mouth, "It's very simple, you just need to go to court tomorrow morning..."

Listening to the words of the two, Duan Xiaotu's dazed eyes gradually became clear. He didn't believe that something would happen to his imperial brother. Now that he is not here, he will take care of the world for him!

Beiling's hand had already reached out to Anping court, but since he already knew the plan of the two of them, he would not sit still!

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☆、Rabbits will bite when they are in a hurry

Although Duan Lingrui went to the conquest, the state affairs still had to be dealt with. Duan Lingrui had already arranged everything before the expedition. The officials went to the morning court as usual, and the early court was presided over by the old prime minister.

The old prime minister is already a veteran of the three dynasties, with high morals and high prestige. Of course, no one refuted this decree, and this early court, to put it bluntly, became a meeting of ministers. After so many days, Anping is still as stable as ever. Ministers are capable.

"Report—" The ministers were discussing matters, and suddenly there was an urgent report, and a soldier in armor rushed forward, holding a golden pigeon feather high in his hand.

Seeing this, the ministers were shocked.

Golden pigeon feathers, this is something that can only be used in an emergency within [-] miles. During the emperor's personal conquest, when he saw a messenger soldier holding a golden feather, no one in the palace could stop him!

And the appearance of this soldier does not seem like good news...

"Reporting to the Prime Minister, there is a battle report from the front. The general Ye Rong was a traitor to the enemy and has now fled. The emperor was caught in the enemy's trap and was seriously injured. He died five hours ago! Our army suffered heavy casualties and is being besieged by the Beiling army. , urgently need reinforcements!"

Although he was mentally prepared, Duan Xiaotu couldn't help being shocked when he heard the news.

There was no sound in the court hall.

"What?!" Hearing the words, the old prime minister couldn't breathe for a while, and passed out.

"How is it possible?! How could the emperor be killed by the enemy based on his martial arts and strategies?!" A minister reacted, and everyone agreed after hearing this.

Although their emperor was young, the Anping Dynasty became more and more prosperous under his rule, and the national treasury was more than five times full than when the previous emperor was alive. This is enough to show how wise and wise their emperor is. Now, how can Died because of the little Beiling? !

Ministers of the DPRK and China have expressed doubts.

"This is a letter from Deputy General Yun Changhai..." The messenger soldier took out a letter from his close-fitting pocket, and before the old prime minister could get it, Zhang Shangshu who happened to be at the side snatched the letter.

For a moment, the wide sleeves blocked the bamboo letter box, and the next moment, the bamboo tube was presented to the old prime minister.

Duan Xiaotu stood aside in a daze, he had already seen the scene clearly.

The old prime minister had just been awakened by someone pinching him, and he opened the bamboo tube tremblingly with one hand, and unfolded the letter paper inside, only to see two lines of messy handwriting-"My emperor's last edict: Make Duan Lingrui the new emperor, Gao Weiyuan the regent , Zhang Shuyi became Minister of Zuozheng, and cut off Yangguan in the county."

The messy handwriting already showed the eagerness of the writer when he wrote, I am afraid that this general is already in danger...

The old prime minister's eyes went dark, and he almost passed out again. Fortunately, there was someone beside him to support him.

"Master Prime Minister, the matter has come to this, we should obey orders..." Zhang Shangshu walked forward slowly with a sad face.

"A country cannot be without a king for a day. Since the first emperor has made an order, we, as subjects, should obey the order!"

"Master Prime Minister..."

In the main hall, there were gradually more and more echoing voices, but the old prime minister seemed calmer, pushing away the hand that was supporting him, with a majestic expression on his face.

"Now that the country is facing a crisis, how to overcome it is the top priority." As soon as the old prime minister spoke, the voices in the court gradually subsided, and all the ministers calmed down to listen to him.

"Please ask King An to preside over the overall situation!" The old prime minister raised his robe, facing Duan Chang'an's direction, knelt down on the ground slowly and respectfully.

Everyone in the court was shocked by the old prime minister's words. When they heard the will, they only thought that Duan Chang'an was the only blood of the royal family, and there was the regent and Zuozheng behind him, so there was no need to worry. Let him preside over the overall situation...

After hesitating for only a moment, the ministers followed the old prime minister and knelt down on the ground, "King An please take charge of the overall situation!"

Duan Chang'an walked forward slowly among the crowd without making a sound, the court hall was silent, only the slow and calm footsteps were imprinted in the hearts of the officials, step by step.

The clothes beside him slowly swayed, and when Duan Changan stood alone on the high platform of the hall, the officials seemed to come back to their senses, the demeanor and calmness of this body seemed to be inherent in this little prince, He didn't lose a cent to the emperor!

Zhang Shuyi and the other person looked at each other, and his heart tightened suddenly, they seemed to have missed a little bit.

This little prince, who was spoiled by the emperor, would actually step in at a critical moment, but it doesn't seem to matter anymore...

A look of greed flashed across Zhang Shuyi's eyes, the moment Duan Chang'an stood still, Shan shouted: "Congratulations to the new emperor! Long live my emperor!"

Among the ministers, half of the ministers echoed: "Congratulations to the new emperor! Long live my emperor!"

The remaining ministers are a little at a loss, isn't it that they haven't reached a conclusion yet? !Why did the little prince succeed to the throne like this? !

Zhang Shuyi sneered, as long as the position of the new emperor is established, then he will be a justifiable Minister of Zuozheng, who else can stand on his head? !Duan Changan is just a puppet!

Duan Changan stood on the high platform, looking far away, seemingly ignoring the ministers supporting him as emperor, until a golden figure appeared at the entrance of the hall, Duan Changan withdrew his gaze and looked at Zhang Shuyi.

Zhang Shuyi couldn't help trembling, the coldness in his eyes was something he had never seen on this little prince.

"Shameless Beiling colluded with the barbarian Fangguo to annex me in Anping..." On the high platform of the hall, Duan Changan spoke slowly, his voice was clear and clear as a teenager, and it also carried the unique dignity and majesty of a member of the royal family.

Upon hearing these words, a person in the hall clenched their fists tightly.

Duan Changan was expressionless, his eyes were indifferent, but he took everything in the hall into his eyes.

"And in this court hall, there are actually Beiling people, and the puppets of Beiling people!" Duan Changan's tone was cold.

As soon as the words fell, the ministers in the court couldn't help being shocked.

A servant beside him passed a scroll, and Duan Chang'an held it in his hand.

Cold sweat was already breaking out on Zhang Shuyi's forehead, and he was silently gesturing somewhere with one hand.

"Zhang Shangshu, don't worry about it anymore..." Duan Changan raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and with a wave of his long arm, the scroll in his hand fell into the crowd and scattered.

It was a list, and the names and positions of the various ministers were impressively listed one by one.

Suddenly, there was chaos in the hall.

"Mr. Qing's side!" The young man on the high platform shouted, and the clear voice spread throughout the court hall.

The ministers trembled in their hearts, and turned their heads to see that outside the main hall, a group of Royal Forest Army trotted all the way with neat steps, taking down the people on the list one by one with lightning speed.

"How...how could it be..." Zhang Shuyi's eyes were full of disbelief, he had arranged [-] people outside the hall, but now... people?

"Are you looking for your ten thousand Zhang family army? There is no one left!" In front of him was a man dressed in gold, as if his whole body was wrapped in gold, but he looked majestic and majestic.

It was obviously a vulgar attire, but when it came to him, there was no sense of disobedience.

At this moment Zhang Shuyi didn't appreciate his leisurely manner at all, and was completely shocked by his words.

Chang Sunxuan nuzzled at Duan Changan who was still standing on the high platform, with a cynical attitude: "Neng, don't offend him, he is so cruel that even his brothers don't even know him!"

Even he underestimated Duan Changan's intelligence and ruthlessness. Those 1 people were slaughtered right before his eyes, and he stood outside the crowd without blinking an eye.

Or maybe, in his eyes, there is only that man.

Chang Sunxuan retracted his eyes on Duan Changan, looked at the dull Zhang Shuyi with playfulness and a little sympathy, patted him on the shoulder, easily found the message he had just hidden in his sleeve, turned to Go up the platform.

It's so pitiful to be slapped to the ground before the storm started...

Standing under the high platform, Chang Sun Xuan cupped his hands: "There are 13 rebels, take them all."

Duan Chang'an looked coldly at the chaos in the hall: "Anyone who murders Anping will be executed immediately."

"Yes!" Shangguan Changhong, captain of the Imperial Forest Army, wanted to take him away when he heard the words.

"Take people and kill them all."

Shangguan Changhong paused, "Yes!" He immediately led people away.

The chaos in the court gradually subsided, and many ministers hadn't even realized what happened. Those who were taken away were executed without even having a chance to seek justice.

The ministers looked at Duan Changan with fear in their eyes.

On the high platform, Duan Changan took the letter and read it at a glance. He didn't know and didn't want to know what they were thinking: "The traitor has been cleared, and the evidence is here for you to see for yourself. Still do as the emperor said, tomorrow the king will lead troops to support the emperor, and the rest will be decided by the prime minister."

The tone was a little eager, and as soon as he finished speaking, he immediately turned and left the hall.

And on this day, blood flowed like rivers in Anping City, and King An's ruthless reputation spread throughout Anping.

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☆, meet

Early the next morning, Duan Changan set off for the northern border with [-] soldiers and horses in his hand.

On a tall horse, a young man in military uniform sat, facing the rising sun, and walked step by step in the direction where their emperor had gone.

The ministers seeing off had mixed feelings in their hearts. After the young prince left yesterday, they saw the evidence of the traitors, each of which was enough to cause them to die ten thousand times!And they didn't know anything, and even misunderstood that the little prince killed innocent people indiscriminately...

They are all veterans of several generations, watching their emperor grow up, and now the little prince has also grown up...

*****

The border between Anping Country and Beiling was completely gray.

On the vast plain, the wind was bitter, and military flags fluttered in the wind, making a sound of hunting.The stationing of hundreds of thousands of troops did not add a trace of vitality to this place, and the plain white tents added a touch of bleakness to this place.

Several columns of soldiers patrolled between the tents in an orderly manner.

In the main tent in the center, several military doctors were discussing in a low voice. The man lying on the bed inside looked a little pale, but still had a majestic look.

An officer came in and whispered something beside the bed.

Until the officer walked out of the tent respectfully, the deep eyes of the man on the bed became darker, and the expression on his face remained unchanged, but the hand on the side slowly clenched into a fist.

His little idiot...is he about to meet him?But what he looks like now...

"Go down."

Hearing this, several military doctors looked at each other, and one of them whispered a few words to the man. Seeing that the man closed his eyes tiredly, he quietly left the tent.

"Yanqing."

"The minister is here."

The man on the bed still had his eyes closed. For a moment, he didn't know what he was going to say, and the thoughts in his heart were even complicated.

Suddenly there was a sound of horseshoes outside the tent, and someone was hastily reining in their horses outside the tent.

Duan Lingrui's heart tightened.

Before he could react, the heavy tent had already been lifted.

"Brother Huang..." Duan Changan's voice trembled a little, his brother was pale, lying quietly on the bed with his eyes closed, as if he was asleep.

His imperial brother has always been invincible. He would leave him all the delicious and fun things since he was a child. If he was sad, he would accompany and coax him to make him laugh. If he was bullied, he would bully him back.

Never in his memory had he been so vulnerable.

Duan Changan didn't dare to go forward to touch him, he hesitated on his toes, for fear of being told suddenly that the person in front of him had left him.

"Chang'an." Duan Lingrui opened his eyes and turned to look at him.

Duan Changan suddenly burst into tears, he felt that that look was his salvation.

Yan Qing silently withdrew, the entire tent, only the two of them were left.

"Brother Huang...I miss you so much..." Duan Changan knelt beside his bed, weeping uncontrollably.

Duan Lingrui couldn't get up, and seeing him crying sadly, and being careful not to hurt himself, there was a burst of pain in his chest.

"Little idiot, isn't Brother Huang all right? Why are you crying?" Duan Lingrui comforted him with a smile, and took him to lie beside him in his arms.

Duan Changan only felt that his sadness was overwhelming. He had never been so afraid of losing. At this moment, he seemed to be sleeping on the bottom of the sea, with a chaotic darkness in front of his eyes, and no sound in his ears, just a vague and directionless roar. .

And the scalding temperature of the person beside him seemed to wake him up again, making him feel incomparably at ease and warm. In the chaos, he reminded himself time and time again that Brother Huang still had injuries on his body, so he couldn't be hugged, so he had to hold him tight like a child Snuggle up beside him, bury your face in the hollow of his shoulder, and pour out all the worries and fears along the way in this way.

Duan Lingrui let him cry on his shoulder, and patted his back lightly with one hand, as if coaxing a child, until the boy in his arms stopped crying.

Duan Lingrui looked down, and saw that the eyes of the young man in his arms were red from crying, the corners of his eyes were full of moisture, and there were some traces of dust on his face. He was dressed in military uniform, and he had never stopped to rest all the way from Anping City.

He just fell asleep.

Duan Lingrui looked at his sleeping face quietly, his eyes were full of distress, was it because he was so useless...

Yanqing's soft call came from outside the tent.

"Come in." Duan Lingrui gently stroked Duan Changan's frown with his fingertips.

Yanqing came in with a basin of hot water, gently put it aside, gently took off Duan Changan's military uniform with Duan Lingrui's acquiescence, covered him with a quilt, and twisted a face towel to wipe his face.

"Give it to me."

Taking the face towel, Duan Lingrui carefully and gently wiped away the tears and dust from the person in his arms, and wiped his hands lightly.

After taking care of it, Yanqing went out with water again.

Duan Lingrui gently hugged the young man, with a look of tenderness in his eyes, the young man in his arms seemed to be sleeping comfortably, his brows were wide open, and his sleeping face was frozen in the passage of time, sweet and peaceful.

He looked at the boy quietly, and nestled into his arms bit by bit, with a smile on his lips unconsciously.

☆, the eve of the war

Duan Changan woke up in the morning light.

The moment he regained his consciousness, he felt the warmth from his side, opened his eyes, and relaxed slightly.

He was really afraid that everything yesterday was a dream.

"Are you awake?" Because Duan Lingrui's voice was a little hoarse just after waking up, Duan Chang'an inexplicably felt that there seemed to be a cat's paw scratching somewhere in his heart.

"Hmm..." He didn't know what to say, "Is the emperor still hurting?"

Duan Chang'an's palm was covering his lower right abdomen. Yesterday, in a daze, he seemed to see a military doctor changing his dressing. In this position, there was a terrible arrow wound.

"It hurts..." Duan Lingrui frowned on purpose, and sure enough, he saw his little idiot's worried face, "It won't hurt if you kiss me."

Duan Lingrui said with a smile in the corner of his eyes, and the next moment, the smile froze