Master, the prince please

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Sijun heard the slight sound of footsteps, and his heart tightened, but he didn't turn his head, but glanced at the people behind him out of the corner of his eyes.

The boots of the visitor are exquisitely decorated, and they must be some prominent figures in the Palace of the Holy Spirit.

Sijun stopped what he was doing and stood up slowly.

That young man took off his helmet. He had blond hair and black earrings, and his lips curved into an unrestrained smile, deflecting the light of a world.

Sijun couldn't help but blink, this young man is too beautiful, but also too cold.

"You..." Sijun wanted to say something, but didn't know how to say it.

A fierce light flashed in Nianbei's eyes, and without saying a word, he swung the cloud-swallowing fan and began to attack.

Sijun couldn't dodge in time, but was scratched on the back of his hand by the point of the knife. He said angrily: "You! We have no grievances or enmities, why did you attack me as soon as we met?"

The cloud-swallowing fan in Nianbei's hand is still changing its mechanisms, and its moves are fatal.

"Heh! What an understatement of no injustice and no enmity! There is a national enmity between us, is it enmity?" Nian Bei sneered.

While blocking the attack, Sijun said: "Brother, you and I haven't met yet, so how come the hatred between the country and the family?"

The hatred on Nian Bei's face became even worse, his own sky was falling, yet he still acted indifferent.

"You violated my border, killed my biological mother, deceived my father, conspired with traitors, and forced me to wander. You said there was no wrong or revenge?" Nian Bei complained with tears in his eyes.

Sijun thought about it carefully, but still didn't know how to answer, "When will I..." He suddenly paused, looked at Nianbei in surprise as if remembering something, and said, "You are the second son!"

Nianbei looked up to the sky and laughed loudly, "Hahaha! Did you remember? You are so forgetful! Thank you for making a place in your memory and letting go of this little tragedy of mine!" Nianbei laughed, tears Then it fell.

Sijun said: "Second Young Master, you don't have to be so sad, those incidents of yours are over, besides, I was never the protagonist in these incidents! The one who really hurt you is someone else!"

Nianbei shouted hysterically: "Don't shirk your responsibility! You are an unforgivable murderer!"

Sijun said impatiently: "Second Young Master, don't get excited, look at your current appearance, you are so weak and stunned, if you hadn't been allowed to wander back then, how could you have survived to this day?"

Suddenly, the cloud-swallowing fan in Nianbei's hand "swish, swish, swish" changed into an ebony sword. The blade was smooth and soft, and it didn't look like a sharp weapon.

"Oh, wooden sword? Wooden swords can't kill people, they kill ghosts!" Sijun said contemptuously.

Nianbei sneered and said, "Hmph, aren't you a ghost?"

Hell is empty, and evil spirits are on earth.

Nianbei used the Cloud Swallowing Sword, and recently learned a new set of sword techniques, which happened to be useful.

After several rounds, Sijun was beaten back and forth, with countless wounds on his hands and legs.

Sijun was exhausted trying to block his sword, and Nianbei was fighting with his life. When fighting, he was afraid of this kind of fierceness.

In the end, Sijun could only watch helplessly as the tip of the sword was pointed at his heart, but he could only retreat quickly, unable to resist.

"You can't kill me!" Sijun shouted at the critical moment.

Seeing that Nianbei didn't respond and continued to stab at him, Sijun continued, "Killing me is against the law!"

The legal awareness is quite strong!

Nianbei was almost powerless to complain about him, "Breaking the law? Where do you have the confidence? A marquis who attempted to usurp the throne, a murderous devil, don't you feel that the whole world hates you?"

Seeing that Sijun wanted to refute, Nianbei immediately interrupted him, "Oh, that's right, that idiot Yushang believed you again and again! It's a pity—he can't protect you either!"

The tip of the sword pierced into Sijun's heart.

Sijun suddenly grabbed the blade and thrust the sword deeper.

Blood spurted from Sijun's mouth, and he fell to his knees on the ground.

Nianbei hurriedly drew out his sword, "You're crazy!".

Sijun collapsed, his eyes widened.

He never thought that he would suddenly be enlightened today.

Sijun said to himself: "My life...is really a complete failure..."

Yushang and Su Renmei were taking a walk when they suddenly heard a sound behind the rockery. The two of them held their breath for a moment. Su Renmei closed her eyes and listened carefully, and heard an abnormal sound.

The two poked their heads out from behind the rockery, and they saw Sijun lying motionless on the ground holding a cloud-swallowing fan in Nianbei's hand.

When he saw the people on the ground clearly, His Royal Highness Yushang lost control, he almost collapsed, and threw himself on Sijun, crying.

"Little Emperor! Little Emperor! Wake up! Wake up! Don't scare me! You love me the most...Wake up and look at me..." Yu Shang took Sijun's hand and put it on her On his cheeks, he could only feel his gradually icy body temperature.

Yushang shook Sijun's body desperately like crazy, trying to wake him up, but Sijun still closed his eyes tightly, his breathing had stopped, and the blood at the corner of his mouth had already solidified a little.

"Yushang! Don't shake it, it's useless." Zheng Siqi stood aside. He knew that the persuasion at this time was pale, but he didn't want to see Yushang go crazy.

"He must not be dead yet! He must be pretending to be dead to scare me! His martial arts are so high, he won't die!" Yu Shang was still shaking Sijun's body.

"Be sober! He's dead!" Zheng Siqi said angrily.

Sijun coughed, spat out a mouthful of blood, and slowly opened his eyes.

"Shang'er, don't shake it, I'm saving my breath to see you, don't shake it away." He said.

Yu Shang smiled happily, tears still hanging on his cheeks, "Look! I said he's not dead! Little Emperor... woo..."

Sijun raised his hand with difficulty to wipe away Yushang's tears, "Shang'er, don't cry, I didn't leave to make you cry, I worked hard for half my life, but I still didn't get your favor, I'm sorry. For a moment, it’s a good thing to wait until you come, to see you, and let you remember me..."

Yu Shang cried even harder.

"I'm obsessed with ghosts..." Sijun wanted to continue, but suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood again and died.

The body of the person in his arms sank suddenly and he lost his breath.

Yu Shang's heart also sank, and he could hardly breathe.

"It's you." Yu Shang looked at Nian Bei, his eyes full of naked hatred.

"It's me, I'm just collecting debts." Nian Bei felt relieved.

"You and I are irreconcilable!" Yu Shang said.

Nianbei turned around, "Follow you!"

Yushang's eyes were red and swollen, and he was about to shed tears from time to time.

A few people came to carry away Sijun's body and put it in a coffin. The funeral procession set off, and the mourners who were invited were gossiping and weeping.

A person ran over and said, "His Royal Highness, you have to pay more after hearing them cry so weakly!"

Yu Shang smiled sadly, took out a heavy bag of silver from his bosom and threw it into the man's hand.

Heh, so what if he is the prince?When I laugh, the world laughs with me; when I am sad, the world leaves me sad!

The sky is gloomy, paper money is flying in the air, and bored people are watching the excitement from the side of the road.

Yu Shang followed the team like a walking corpse, crying silently.

The coffin was buried in the soil, Yu Shang couldn't restrain his grief, knelt down and scraped the soil vigorously.

The little Huangshu was buried, and so was Yushang's childhood, including those bright bird eggs, flying kites, carved swords, lifelike clay figurines, and the punishment the two of them suffered together. Jun's departure disappeared.

The sky was getting dark, and everyone left. Yu Shang was leaning on Sijun's tombstone with a wine bottle, stroking the words engraved on the tombstone, "Tomb of Uncle Sikong Sijun".

"Little Huangshu, don't worry, I will avenge you, I will!" Yu Shang said through gritted teeth.

Unknowingly, Yu Shang gradually fell asleep under the anesthesia of alcohol.

In the twilight, youthful stories came one after another.

The little Yushang ran ahead with the kite, and Sijun chased after him, telling him to be careful.

When Yushang was in school, he never finished his homework, and when his husband wanted to beat him with a ruler, he would always run behind Sijun, or take Sijun's homework to cover him, often making him jump three feet high in anger.

Sometimes Yushang went out to play in the palace, and when he came home at night, the empress wanted to punish him, but Sijun said that he took him out and refused to let him come back, so he accepted the punishment.

When Yushang was about to play a prank, Sijun always stood by the door to watch over him.Once Yushang was going to put flies in his father's meal, Sijun watched him, but was discovered by Emperor Shangde, and they almost beat their butts to bloom.

When I was young, many people always bullied Yu Shang, and Yu Shang always came to Sijun crying, and Sijun took him to build a chariot, scaring those brats and fleeing.

Sometimes Yushang was locked in a dark room, and whenever he was in trouble, Sijun would always lift the tiles or pry open the door to rescue him.

No matter how others treat Yushang, Sijun can always stand by his side without hesitation.

When I woke up, the tombstone was wet.

"It turns out that I didn't understand your gentleness at that time." Yu Shang took another sip of wine, and the jug had bottomed out. Yu Shang foolishly turned the jug upside down and said, "Hey, why is it gone? Give me the wine ! Let me drink!"

There was no one around, in the silent night, in the empty mountains, no one agreed to Yu Shang.

Normally, such a terrifying atmosphere would make Yushang yell and throw himself into other people's arms, but today, he is not afraid of anything, because he knows that Sijun will kill everything that threatens him for him.

The cold wind made Yu Shang a little cold, but it happened to be raining lightly.

The raindrops landed between Yu Shang's eyebrows, as if something was slowly taking root and sprouting, Yu Shang didn't understand.

My heart was barren and no grass grew, but after you came here for a walk, everything grew miraculously.

Oh, the ability to be loved.

For the love of others, accept it frankly and return it readily, without taking it for granted, and without trembling inferiority complex, try to be a person worthy of being loved, and try your best to love others.

"The setting sun covers the green mountains, and the fierce sun shines on the clear river. From now on, I will embrace all the good things in the world for you." Yu Shang said to himself, shedding the last drop of clear tears.

Not far away, Cuihua stood quietly, guarding.

Young master go, I will take good care of this suffering child for you in the future.