His Majesty is ill

As soon as these words were discussed, the entire imperial study room fell into silence.

Looking up at the silent king behind the desk, for some reason, a scene from his youth flashed through Leng Cang's mind.

At that time, Feng Konghua was only a prince, and he was not a general yet, the two were still very good playmates.

That day, when I was practicing martial arts in the small courtyard at home, that man rushed over angrily. When he saw him, his frowning brows were inexplicably aggrieved, and he said angrily, "Cang, today's queen mother said that she would appoint a princess for me... "

"Then congratulations to the prince."

"I don't want a princess, Cang, I like you..."

The young man with clear eyebrows was dissatisfied with his attitude, frowned, pulled him to sit next to him, looked directly into the cold eyes of the person in front of him, and spoke seriously.

"Your Highness, speak carefully."

"I'm serious, Cang, I swear in the name of Qi Guo's future emperor, as long as you Leng Cang is by my side for a day, I, Feng Konghua, will never accept my concubine..."

What happened that day, I just took it as a joke, but that person seemed to be serious. He had been on the throne for three years, and he really didn't mention the matter of choosing a concubine.

Now, in this slightly empty imperial study room, he heard the king's voice similar to his memory, slowly breaking the silence of the room, "This is indeed my negligence, tell the Ministry of Rites to take care of it, give it to me Keep an eye on it, don't just pick people who don't understand the rules..."

"The old minister obeys the order, long live my emperor, long live, long live..."

Seeing that the monarch, who had always been tough in choosing a concubine, finally let go, the old prime minister was so excited that he could hardly contain himself.

"Okay, leave if you have nothing else to do."

"Yes, the old minister will leave."

The old prime minister bowed and resigned, and went to discuss the two major events with a happy face, but Leng Cang, who was supposed to retire with him, remained in the imperial study.

"What else is there, General?"

Seeing that he hadn't left yet, Feng Konghua looked at him with a frown, and there was an indelible ice in his cold phoenix eyes.

"Your Majesty, what happened that day..."

That day, in the emperor's bedroom, Feng Konghua flung his sleeves away in a rage. Several days had passed since the incident, and the two often looked at each other coldly when they went to court. If things go on like this, it is really not good for getting along with the monarch and ministers. I thought about it for a long time , decided to take this opportunity to explain the matter clearly, but who knows that the king interrupted mercilessly as soon as he opened his mouth.

"General Leng, this is the Imperial Study Room. You and my ministers can only talk about government affairs. I am not interested in your private affairs."

Feng Konghua interrupted him coldly, his face slowly darkened, and he said coldly.

"Yes, the minister overstepped the rules..."

"However, I do have a question I want to ask the general."

"Your Majesty, please speak."

Feng Konghua glanced at the handsome man in front of him, then closed his eyes, and focused his gaze on a piece of blood jade dragon pattern pendant he was playing with between his fingers. His cold voice seemed to come from the void, "Although this jade is a stone, it is If you hold it in your hand for a long time, you can get some warmth, but this human heart is obviously placed in the body, and it is simmering with hot blood every day, so why can't it be warmed?"

"minister……

stupid..."

Hearing his question, Leng Cang turned pale for a moment, then lowered his head, and replied in a calmer voice than usual.

"Ah, the general doesn't know either?

That's all," the king sitting on the top sighed in disappointment, his eyes fixed on the jade pendant in his hand sank suddenly, his fingertips lightly lifted, and the flaming color slid across the air in an elegant arc, hitting straight at the jade pendant. The hard marble floor tiles of the imperial study were instantly shattered into a mess, but the person who caused all this didn't care at all, and continued: "Why bother with things that don't stick to your heart, it's better to throw them away, the general thinks Come on, am I right? "