After the fall of the country, I was taken away by the enemy king

Kingdom of Yu, inside Changchun Hall.

Gu Nianchun kissed the cold face of the person below him, and called softly: "Chenchen."

The beauty below her had long white hair covering the entire bed, but her handsome face showed no expression, only a faint blush.

The red marks that had just been ambiguous were looming on his fair skin, revealing a faint purple-blue color.

After Gu Nianchun finished kissing, she put on her clothes and got up.

He was dressed in a slim dark red bunt, which was not a very luxurious attire, but it still couldn't suppress the nobility exuding from his body.

He is slender and tall, and his tight clothes outline his muscles from martial arts training. Although he is not very strong, he is very well-proportioned.

The vitality of the youth bloomed wantonly in him.

He sat back on the bed and stared at the white-haired man's transparent white pupils, which were a pair of captivating peach blossom eyes.

He smiled faintly, and showed a small canine tooth, "Why, doesn't Chenchen like me like this?"

The white-haired man still didn't speak, and the blush on his face had long since faded.

"Is it because I hurt you too hard just now, are you angry?"

Still no answer.

Gu Nianchun was not angry, but said softly: "Then I will be gentler next time."

Hearing this, the white-haired man finally gave a cold response: "Gu Nianchun, three years, isn't it enough?"

The voice is very deep, mature and indifferent.

Gu Nianchun's eyes were bright, looking at the indifferent person on the bed, every sound from his thin smiling lips was a desire for what he wanted.

"Nanchen, you brought me up since I was a child."

He lowered his body, picked a strand of snow-like white hair with his fingers, and wrapped it around his fingertips.

He lowered his eyes again, and kissed the strand of hair that was lightly scented.

"They all despise me, saying that I am the child of a prostitute or a girl, only you, treat me well, teach me martial arts, and teach me how to read."

"That's why I have liked you since I was a child, and I have been madly wanting to possess you every moment."

The more Gu Nianchun talked, the more excited he became, but Nanchen closed his eyes calmly and stopped looking at him.

Gu Nianchun's fiery eyes seemed to have been poured with cold water and gradually cooled down.

The next moment, he laughed even more presumptuously.

"Hehehehe..."

"It's okay... I know you don't like me."

"Anyway, I've already crippled your tendons, you can't even stand up, let alone escape."

The person on the bed seemed to be asleep, his face was as pure as ice, and his face was as delicate as an ice sculpture, rubbed in the long snow-white hair, like a spotless white lotus.

But the red marks on his body also showed that he had already been defiled by his fingers.

Of course, Gu Nianchun became more accustomed to his attitude, seeing that he ignored him and stopped talking, but helped him clean up the traces.

He suddenly murmured: "Yun Kingdom will soon enter a period of turmoil. I plan to send troops to Zhongyun to compete with Duan Yiwei."

This sentence finally made Nanchen react. Although he closed his eyes, he uttered a sentence from his lips.

"You will die in Duan Yiwei's hands."

"Huh?" Gu Nianchun suddenly stopped the movement of his hands, a little excited and surprised: "Are you, are you worried about me?"

Nan Chen said, "You can't beat him."

"I have a firearm."

"Whatever you have, you can't beat him."

"why?"

"You two have different realms. He lives for everyone, but you live for yourself."

The jealousy in Gu Nianchun's heart soared, he wanted to kill Duan Yiwei, not only because he was an enemy of the country, but also because, in Nanchen's heart, Duan Yiwei was the apprentice he cared most about.

Wanxiang Nanchen's first disciple was Duan Yiwei, because he turned out to be the Grand Tutor of Yunguo.

Later, he faked his death and came to Yu country to accept himself.

However, this jealousy was quickly suppressed by Gu Nianchun, "How can you be so sure that he won't be tempted by anyone? As long as he is tempted, his Vientiane Breath will be useless."

As soon as the words fell, footsteps suddenly came from outside the hall.

A voice outside the door interrupted the conversation between Gu Nianchun and Nanchen: "Second Highness, I have something to report."

Gu Nianchun got up and went to open the door.

Outside the house, there stood a man dressed as a guard, who was his confidant, Yin Hua.

Yin Hua cupped his fists towards him, and whispered in his ear: "According to your instructions, after our people rescued Emperor Li from the dungeon in Yunguo, we left him in the palace."

"Well, it worked out fine."

"But..." After Yin Hua hesitated to speak, he still couldn't help asking: "Why didn't you just bring Emperor Li out and leave him in the Yun Kingdom's palace, wouldn't it be the same as being hopeless?"

"You're still so clueless." Gu Nianchun had a youthful and refreshing smile on his face, but concealed an unfathomable aura.

He opened his mouth slowly again: "Do you really think that those people you sent can bring Emperor Li out of the Yunguo Palace? Do you really think that Dongfang Yin is a dry-cooked person?"

"Then, Second Highness, do you... have other plans?"

"Put this matter on Zhao Ling's idiots. Anyway, Duan Yiwei has been waiting for the opportunity to pull Zhao Ling's branch. I just created a good opportunity for him."

"Then aren't we helping him?"

"Helping him would be good for us, too."

Yin Hua originally asked these questions to clear up his confusion, but instead he became more and more confused.

Seeing his confusion, Gu Nianchun explained patiently: "If Duan Yiwei is not given a chance, he has been reluctant to pull Zhao Ling's branch, and the period of turmoil in Yun Kingdom will not come."

"Then what do you mean... you want to take advantage of Duan Yiwei's first attack on Zhao Ling to send troops to Zhongyun?"

"Yes, that's what I thought."

Yin Hua has always admired his master the most, because although Gu Nianchun is young, his scheming and strategy are not even comparable to those of the sophisticated national scholars.

If he had been born a few years earlier, maybe in the Battle of Lanhai that year, Yu Country and Yun Country would not have lost both, and Duan Yiwei would not have taken the city lightly and traded the humiliation of cede land and indemnity in exchange for surviving.

It's a pity that Gu Nianchun came from a bad background.

Otherwise, the next monarch of Yu Kingdom must be him.

On the day of the winter solstice, Ning Haitang took his younger brother Ning Feilian to the outskirts of Liyang to worship his parents.

After that, he stayed in Liyang City for another month, working with Duan Yiwei to rectify the daily life of the people in Liyang City.

By the way, I also went to appease the surrounding villages in the same situation as Heze Village, so that they all lived a fairly good life.

It seems that with the passage of time, no one remembers the pain of subjugation anymore, and they are all rushing to a better new life.

Although the Li country was dead, for the people of the Li country, it was a complete rebirth.

Once my father was worried about the country and the people and got seriously ill. Before he died, his greatest wish was to see the country and the people in peace and prosperity.

So, I tried my best to fulfill my father's last wish, but I still failed miserably.

He was already desperate at first, but he didn't expect that the person who finally fulfilled his father's last wish for him was actually Duan Yiwei.

It's not such an unacceptable ending.

It's just that, in the last month, although Duan Yiwei still had the same attitude on the surface, flirting with her sometimes, she never moved Ning Haitang again.

Even if Ning Haitang took off his clothes and lay beside him, he would not be moved.

This is really abnormal for a dog with a long handle.

Although Ning Haitang found it strange, she didn't think much about it, let alone ask more questions. After all, it wasn't Duan Yiwei who lost interest in her.

If so, he would have kicked himself and replaced him with others.

But Ning Haitang was still a little disappointed when he thought that such a day would come in the future.

Even unforeseen pain.

Seeing the end of the twelfth lunar month, the end of the year is approaching.

Ning Haitang originally wanted to stay in Liyang to celebrate the New Year with his younger brother, but Duan Yiwei suddenly wanted to return to Yunjing.

It is said that there were several murders in Yunjing.

Ning Haitang didn't know what murder case had to be dealt with by Duan Yiwei, and he really didn't want to be separated from his brother during the Chinese New Year.

So he planned to stay in Liyang first and let Duan Yiwei go back alone.

Duan Yiwei didn't force him, but just said: "I originally thought that you and I would go back to Yunjing, so I would marry you."

Ning Haitang:?

After being stunned for a moment, Ning Haitang pretended to be calm and asked: "Didn't you say that you don't want to marry me at all?"

"That was before, now I think about it."

Ning Haitang opened his mouth, suddenly he didn't know what to say, he couldn't understand Duan Yiwei's way, because no matter how affectionate Duan Yiwei was, he always gave people the impression of being ruthless.

As he said before, he doesn't like anyone.

In Duan Yiwei's body, Ning Haitang couldn't feel his liking for him, even if he always said those dirty words, even if he went to Heilongzhai to save himself, even if he used a fan to protect his life.

Duan Yi waited for a while, but before Ning Haitang could reply, he could only reply with a smile: "If you don't like it, forget it."

Ning Haitang lowered her head, seeing that Duan Yiwei was about to turn around and leave, just as he hesitated to grab him, but he suddenly turned around unexpectedly and rubbed him into his arms.

Duan Yiwei stroked Ning Haitang's back like stroking a cat, and hugged him tightly with great strength, with a rare expression in his deep eyes.

"Little cat, I like you."

"That's why I want to marry you."

The moment Ning Haitang heard this sentence, his mind went blank. In fact, he didn't believe that Duan Yiwei would like him at all.

But in the face of Duan Yiwei's affectionate confession, coupled with this embrace, he was unconsciously flustered, and his brain twitched, and he believed it.

He leaned forward, and seriously kissed Duan Yi's slightly raised thin lips, savoring the rare fragrance at this moment.

The two hugged and kissed for a long time until their throats became dry and they couldn't breathe.

There was a bed in the room, and Ning Haitang rubbed against Duan Yiwei's body, expressing that she wanted it.

Because Duan Yiwei hasn't touched him for more than a month, it feels really uncomfortable to stop suddenly once he becomes addicted.

But after Duan Yi kissed slightly, he pushed him away, and said with a smile: "Save it for the wedding night."

Ning Haitang blushed and did not speak.

Seeing that Duan Yi was slightly unhappy, he had no choice but to be patient and stop pestering her.

After a pause for a while, he asked again, "When are you going to leave?"

"Just tomorrow."

"What about Feilian?"

"If he stays, you should know that he is safest only in Liyang." Duan Yiwei continued: "And I will also keep Tinglou to protect him."

"What about Yan Hui?"

When Ning Haitang mentioned Yan Hui, Duan Yiwei suddenly showed some displeasure, "Do you think he will go back too?"

"He will go back with me." Duan Yiwei said.

"Since you have decided that he wants to go back together, you still ask me if I want to?"

"Aren't I jealous of you two?"

Ning Haitang looked at Duan Yiwei's serious appearance, especially knowing that he would still be jealous of her, and she felt happy in her heart.

Once the brain gets hot, it can no longer be stopped, and it will not think about other things. This is a common problem of people.