The peak showdown between fast travel and fast travel

In the original plot, Wang Hao came back from the battle this time. It can be said that he was proud of his style. Not only did his identity change, but he also had many women and even had children by his side. The beard circle, and the black circle at the moment, can only be described by the word embarrassment.

Wang Hao noticed Yang Jue's gaze, raised his eyes slightly, and glanced at him from afar.

Yang Jue didn't dodge, but looked back generously, and even raised his cup to toast Wang Hao.It was a very ordinary movement, but Wang Hao on the opposite side stood up and stumbled towards him.

"Wang Hao?" Yang Jue looked up at the person who was squatting in front of him and looked at him stupidly. He didn't notice anything from the distance just now. Now there is a low table between the two of them. He can see how many eyelashes Wang Hao has. Counting them clearly, those eyes that reflected his reflection, looking at him, all kinds of sorrow, frustration, attachment, etc. condensed into a sharp sword, directly piercing his heart.

Yang Yan spoke with difficulty, "What's wrong with you?"

As soon as the words fell, Wang Hao suddenly leaned over and rushed towards him. The two of them were too close, and Yang Ping had no choice but to be embraced, "Wang Hao!?" Yang Ping struggled and shouted twice, turned his head and found His neck without a jackknife was touched by something wet, and he quickly lifted his head buried in the socket of his neck. The peach blossom eyes that were once drunk with a smile were now flushed with blood, and tears were stained. Ferocious, shocking.

Wang Hao cried for a long time before his mood stabilized. He looked at Yang Jue, and at that moment when Yang Jue was toasting, he seemed to see a mountain. With him in the military supplies, there must be no shortage. I think of Yang Jue's promise not to let the Queen Mother's people get involved in the northern battlefield, just like the promise Yang Jue gave him time and time again, like mountains and seas, he will always be there when he exports, and he has never lost his word.

Just a moment ago, he felt that he had lost everything, but the moment he saw him from a distance, his heart was full, and there was still a person there, like mountains and seas.

"you……"

When Wang Hao arrived in Pingzhou, Yang Ping was not yet able to place people around Wang Hao. When he had the ability, the war had already started, Wang Hao's position was uncertain, and Wang Hao was trained by General Yang as his heir. Except for the people he brought with him, the people around him were General Yang's own people. Yang Pang's people couldn't get in, so he could only watch from afar, knowing where he was, his official title, and his private life. As long as he paid a little attention, it would be difficult for Yang Ping's people to find anything, so Yang Ping didn't know what happened to Wang Hao.

Wang Hao didn't explain either, but just hugged Yang Jue again, and then said to him, "It's okay, I just thought of it, my comrade who died in battle."

Yang Yan could only answer, "My condolences."

Wang Hao nodded, and the two chatted a few words about the princess casually. The general didn’t tell Wang Hao about Anyang’s affairs, so in Wang Hao’s perception, the one in the princess mansion was a fake princess, while the real princess He has already been sent away, and such a thing happened to him, he dare not keep the princess by his side.

So when Yang Jue asked him how the princess was, he didn't actually know, so he just answered perfunctorily, everything is fine.

The encounter between Yang Jue and Wang Hao was just an episode. Although Yang Jue felt a little surprised, he was also interested, but there are some things that cannot be resolved right now, so he can only let it go temporarily.

Inside the palace.

"These are all for the son-in-law." The little emperor, a little father-in-law who had just come to serve him, carefully delivered the memorial.

The little emperor threw those papers on the ground without even looking at them, and said angrily, "Shen Shenshen, how many times has this happened? What else do these people do besides stabbing people in the back?"

The little eunuch hunched over, "But Your Majesty, the son-in-law has an unruly heart..."

"What's wrong with him! Did you see it with your own eyes? Or heard it with your own eyes?"

The little father-in-law was dumbfounded.

The little emperor shouted, "Come here, push this bold slave out of me, I don't want to see him again."

When Concubine Xian came in with a frozen fruit plate, what she saw was the scene of the little eunuch being dragged out.

This is already the fourth father-in-law implicated. Recently, Concubine Xian has been somewhat unable to understand the little emperor. If it is said that he trusts Yang Jue, he will promote and demote Yang Juan's people without mercy.

But if he doesn’t believe in Yang Jue, the princess asked someone to read the memorial of Shen Yang Jue while the iron was hot. The little emperor was furious after reading only one copy, and ordered to kill the people who participated in Yang Jue. Can bully and bully the servants around him.

She put down the fruit plate, knelt down and carefully picked up the memorial on the ground, and put it back on his desk, just wanting to comfort him, "Why..."

He looked up and saw a pair of red eyes.

"His Majesty?"

The little emperor looked at her, tears were rolling in his eye sockets, he shook his head, "It's nothing, you can go out too."

"Your Majesty..." Concubine Xian sighed and complained, "Is it because of the son-in-law that even Shuang'er is hated by His Majesty?"

"No!" The little emperor retorted immediately, and after he finished speaking, he realized that Shuang'er was lying to him, but he still felt lingering fear, lowered his head and sighed, "Shuang'er, I don't hate you, I... I wasn't angry with Yang Ping either."

"what?"

The little emperor reached out to her, "Shuang'er, come here."

Concubine Xian walked over slowly and took his hand. The little emperor had grown a lot compared to when she first saw him, and the palms of his hands had changed from those young tender claws that were almost the same as hers back then, to now he can easily Wrapping her hands completely, the little emperor pulled her to his side, and gave up half of the seat for her to sit down without any scruples.

Then he asked, "How does it feel to sit in this position?"

Concubine Xian pondered for a while before she understood the meaning of the little emperor's move, and told him truthfully, "The cushion is very comfortable, but the concubine is very nervous."

The little emperor: "I'm also worried."

After speaking, the little emperor smiled with red eyes, squeezed her fair hands and said, "Do you remember? Five years ago, you took Zhen out of the palace."

Concubine Xian answered, "Naturally, I remember that the concubine lost His Majesty at that time. Fortunately, there was a concubine, otherwise the concubine would have to be blamed if he died."

"It's not your fault." The little emperor said, remembering something, the corners of his mouth slightly curved, Concubine Xian noticed that the little emperor's smile was a little mocking and bitter, and she just wanted to ask him if he remembered something bad , I heard the little emperor say, "At that time, something happened between me and Yang Jue. I said some stupid things. Anyone who heard it would laugh at my words. I didn't even care about it for a long time, but Yang Jue took it seriously. .”

What did he say?

"Yang Jue, if I can help you, if I can become the wise king you said, will you be my strong minister?"

"Maybe we don't have anything now, and we can't do anything, but we won't have nothing for a lifetime, and we won't be able to do anything for a lifetime..."

……

The little emperor lowered his eyes, tears kept falling on the white scroll in front of him, and quickly fainted, "Yang Juan has done everything he promised, and I... I know that I have betrayed his trust, and he wants to embrace others as his own." God, I don't blame him."

The little emperor's last word fell, and Concubine Xian's heart trembled slightly.

The little emperor looked over with red eyes, and his voice trembled, "Zhen...Zhen...I have never been angry with him because of the throne. If he really wants the position, I can give it to him. What makes me sad is He gave up on me without telling me anything, I treat him as a friend..."

The little emperor had just passed puberty, and the voice that had just been finalized was clearer and quieter, tinged with crying, so hoarse that Concubine Xian hardly dared to look at him, trembling her eyelashes and said, "It's his fault, he used you from beginning to end, he You don't deserve to treat him like this."

It seems to be talking about Yang Jue and it seems to be talking about himself.

But before the words fell, the little emperor shook off his hand, stood up and yelled loudly: "Shut up!" As he spoke, the little emperor raised his hand to sweep the table, and the things on the table fell to the ground, Xian The concubine looked sideways, and among the many memorials she saw a piece of semi-finished manuscript paper. Although it only had a rough shape, she could still tell that it was a sky garden in a certain country that she had inadvertently mentioned to the little emperor. He frowned and said to her, how could it be possible to build a garden in the air.

She also knew it was impossible, but she just wanted to tease him, so she said: "He can do it, you are not convinced."

The little emperor was choked by him and didn't answer any more.

Unexpectedly, he really thought about this problem seriously and tried to draw it.

Concubine Xian felt as if she had swallowed a piece of hot coals, the pain spread from her throat to her stomach, burning her intestines to the point of burning, the little emperor treated Yang Juan like this, and he treated her even worse.

Guilt and pain swept over her, she was dazed, she stood up and shouted at the little emperor, "I'm not wrong, see for yourself, what's so good about you, why did he approach you, your only one The good thing is that you are an emperor, he has no sincerity towards you, let alone a friend, he will follow you for so many years, just to use you, why are you sad, you don’t know, people like them are not Do you care?"

"What the hell are you..." Concubine Xian choked up, "How long will it take you to understand that these people don't deserve your sincerity at all, do you understand?"

Concubine Xian had never spoken to the little emperor like this before, the little emperor was stunned for a moment, wondering if he had digested the meaning of her words, he took a few steps back slowly, and said, "I don't want to understand."

After speaking, he turned and left.

Concubine Xian looked at his back as he left, but she couldn't hold back her tears.