Spring Breeze Crossing Guanshan

Emperor Zhou Ying was sitting on the dragon seat, looking at Tan Menglin who was standing in the center of the hall with his eyes lightly. He didn't speak, but his expression didn't fluctuate.

The emperor's silence is also a kind of coercion, and there is a dead silence above the court, even the voices of the ministers' whirling clothes are a bit harsh.

Tan Menglin didn't intend to back down, he didn't wait for Zhou Yingdi's answer for a long time, and suddenly lifted up his court clothes and knelt down on the ground.

His eyes were as cold as the edge of a sword, and he said word by word: "Your Majesty, the Great Zhou established the country with laws, educated people with rites, and the combination of rites and laws - this will make my Great Zhou prosperous for thousands of years. Wuyixiang's actions like this are in vain. It is to shake the foundation of my Great Zhou law. I invite the emperor to order Wuyixiang to transfer the traitor Guan Chengkun to Dali Temple, and investigate and convict him according to the Great Zhou law!"

"Master Tan, you are too impatient."

Guan Junchen didn't have to look back at all - the one who was supposed to come would naturally come, as soon as he heard the slightly hoarse voice, he knew that it was the Minister of Punishment Tang Shujian who spoke.

"The case of King Pingnan's treason, of course, must be investigated without any omissions. The investigation of the third division is an investigation, and the investigation of Wuyi Lane is also an investigation. They all have a heart to share the emperor's worries. Mr. Tan I am the young minister of Dali Temple, and I am also seeking a job in the Ministry of Punishment, although I am also a member of the three divisions, but if it is said that this is shaking the foundation of Dazhou's laws, I dare not agree."

Tan Menglin turned his head abruptly when he heard the words, anger appeared faintly on his white face, and his slender eyebrows couldn't help but raised.Just when he was about to speak, Guan Junchen shook his head slightly at him, but he forced himself to hold back.

Tang Shujian is the Minister of the Ministry of Punishment, so his words can be regarded as the meaning of the Ministry of Punishment.

This person has been an official for more than [-] years, so it can be said that he is well versed in the officialdom. Although Wu Yixiang overstepped his authority to handle the case, he also infringed on the power of the Criminal Ministry, but he is old and cunning, how can he not understand the key points, so he has always acquiesced in this matter .

The Ministry of Punishment, Dali Temple, and the Metropolitan Procuratorate are all three divisions, but they each have their own plans, so naturally they will not stand together and speak out.

Tan Menglin is the Shaoqing of Dali Temple. In terms of official position, he is a head lower than Tang Shujian. Meng Zhu, the Minister of Dali Temple who is in charge of Dali Temple, is also an idle person.

Over the years, he has submitted letters many times. Even in such a treacherous and dangerous situation when King Xiang conspired against the case, he also risked being hated by Emperor Zhou Ying, and he mentioned many times that he would refer the case to the third division. Tried.

But he still can't make a decision on the matter of Dali Temple alone, let alone among the three divisions, there are many powerful figures like Tang Shujian, and it is even more difficult to do something.

He was like walking forward in a swamp, with every step he took, he got stuck.

All these years have tortured this number one scholar, who was able to talk about the law in front of the emperor, to haggard and haggard, and he no longer has the vigorous youthful posture of the past.

Tang Shujian smiled, and then Shi Shiran continued: "Furthermore, according to the laws of the Great Zhou, not only the three divisions must be tried in such a big case as the rebellion of the emperor's relatives, but also one of the three princes must be involved." Serve as the presiding judge, and then convict through six ministers and the presiding judge. However, there were three princes in the Zhou Dynasty, and the position of Taibao was vacant, and Xu Taifu was old and had returned to his hometown to spend his old age. It is inconvenient to bother him anymore. Yan Taishi As the emperor's teacher, the late emperor was not only the emperor's teacher, but also King Pingnan's teacher when he was in power. He cared about the relationship between the teacher and the student, and in order to avoid suspicion, he had already stated that he did not want to hear the case."

"Master Tan keeps talking about the joint trial of the three divisions, but I don't know who Master Tan has thought about who will be the presiding judge?"

Tan Menglin finally couldn't help it, turned his head and said loudly: "Master Tang, although the trial of the three princesses is a common practice, it was not without the position of the three princes in the Great Zhou Dynasty. How could it be because of—”

"All right."

A deep voice suddenly sounded from a high place, and Emperor Zhou Ying finally spoke slowly.

"The two Aiqings have their own reasons. It is true that if the third division does not participate in such a major case, it is really inconsistent with the legal principles. What Tang Aiqing said is true. One of the presiding judges in this case has been vacant, and the third division The judicial interrogation will of course have to be pushed. But Tan Aiqing need not worry too much, in my heart, there is already a candidate for the presiding judge—”

When Emperor Zhou Ying said this, he paused for a moment, his gaze shifted from Tang Shujian to Tan Menglin, but in the end, it stopped on Guan Junchen's face.

"I will give you an answer within seven days about your report."

Guan Junchen did not look directly at Emperor Zhou Ying.

With Emperor Zhou Ying's consent, Tan Menglin's book can be said to have paid off.

But at that moment, he seemed to smell some kind of danger and uneasiness.

……

In fact, whether King Pingnan was detained in Wuyi Lane for trial is actually not important for the conviction of treason.

However, if King Pingnan was always under the complete control of Emperor Zhou Ying and Wuyixiang, it would be extremely passive for Guan Junchen.

That meant that Emperor Zhou Ying could make the case bigger at any time, and it would not be difficult to involve Guan Junchen.

However, if King Pingnan is handed over to the Third Division, at least neither Wuyi Lane nor the Ministry of Punishment can avoid Dali Temple.If there are constraints, one cannot be unscrupulous. For Guan Junchen, this is already an excellent result.

On the surface, it seemed that it was just a few calm arguments between Tan Menglin and Tang Shujian, but in fact, there was clearly a knife, light and sword in the Changming Palace.

You know, everything has already happened before

After Zhou Yingdi took down the name of King Pingnan who had conspired against him, he had not been convicted for a long time, but at the end of the year he called Prince Ning back to Chang'an urgently.

Although Guan Junchen obeyed the order, he hung the golden sword for avoiding death bestowed by the late emperor in front of the chariot, and entered the capital with the honor guard of the champion

All the people in the court are human beings, anyone can see that the Great Zhou Dynasty is about to come.

The emperor seemed to be taking advantage of the momentum of the thunder to attack Guan Junchen on the grounds of King Pingnan, but this Prince Ning did not mean to sit still, instead he made a high profile, as if he wanted to turn Chang'an City upside down.

Guan Junchen was in the center of the vortex, but he put his hands into the sleeves of his robe, showing no intention of expressing his opinion.

However, although he was silent, there was no shortage of mouthpieces to speak for him in this hall.

Guan Shanyue took a step forward from behind, and suddenly said loudly: "Your Majesty, there is one thing that I am quite puzzled about—"

"Jinling is known as the second capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty. It has always been occupied by princes in order to ensure safety. It is rare for a prince who has been sealed outside to return to Beijing suddenly. Now the emperor urgently summons Prince Ning to Beijing, but I don't know if this is the case. Great? Ministers are incompetent, they are officials in the court, but they can't share the worries of the emperor."

Although Guan Shanyue's official position is not high, she is the only son of Prince Gong, so her weight is unusual.

He asked tactfully, but extremely cleverly.

It has always been treacherous and taboo for a prince to enter the capital without a reason. As a courtier, it is really normal to ask such a question.

But before Prince Gong leisurely left Beijing, the purpose was to keep Prince Gong's mansion away from this dispute, and also to express his opinion to Zhou Yingdi.

But Guan Shanyue, as the eldest son of Prince Gong's mansion, was able to come out to test Zhou Yingdi's intentions for Guan Junchen at this time, and she was already in danger.

Guan Junchen couldn't help turning his head and glanced at his childhood friend, the eyes of the two slightly crossed each other, but there was no need to say anything.

Emperor Zhou Ying seemed to have expected this question from the court, but he just smiled calmly when he heard what Guan Shanyue said.

"Why did you say that, Aiqing? The matter of King Pingnan really made me feel very uneasy--I have not long since ascended the throne, and I still have a lot of work to do in this Great Zhou Dynasty. Prince Ning is an important minister of the two dynasties, He has made great achievements, so when the government and the people are in turmoil, it is natural for me to rely on him more. On the contrary, it makes you think too complicated."

Zhou Yingdi's voice was low, his eyes were calm but seemed to have a sharp edge, drifting across Guan Shanyue's face in a calm and calm manner.

"And there is one more thing, the New Year is coming, I heard the Empress Dowager talking about missing her child in the sick bed earlier, so I even thought about calling Prince Ning back to Beijing. This way, not only can I celebrate the New Year in Beijing, but I can also spend more time with the Empress Dowager. It's my family's business to think about it like this—"

Guan Shanyue is so smart, he knew that Emperor Zhou Ying was prevaricating every word, but he couldn't ask any more questions.

Emperor Zhou Ying concluded with a family matter, seemingly lenient and unharmed.

But in fact, how can the courtiers intervene or inquire about the emperor's family affairs.

When he said this, it was obvious that he had the intention of blaming Guan Shanyue in a vague way, and if he added another sentence, he would punish Guan Shanyue for the crime of usurpation.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Guan Junchen immediately took a step forward.

He cupped his hands and bowed his head, made a salute, and then raised his voice and said: "The emperor is thoughtful and busy with government affairs, but he still doesn't forget to worry about the health of the empress dowager's phoenix, and his younger brothers pay homage to him - he should follow the emperor and be filial to the empress dowager. "

When he said this, he suddenly raised his head to look at Emperor Ying of Zhou, and continued meaningfully: "Father is kind, son is filial, brother and brother are respectful, these are the foundations of the great Zhou Dynasty's etiquette and righteousness - the two virtues of filial piety and brotherhood, I dare not forget."

Hearing this, Zhou Yingdi raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a faint smile.

But there was no smile in his pitch-black eyes, and for the first time there was even a flash of gloomy murderous intent.

Brothers and friends, Christine.

In the first year of his accession to the throne, he beheaded the whole family of King Xiang, and now King Pingnan was arrested by Wuyi Lane and sent to Feng Prison for treason, and Guan Junchen even entered Beijing with a golden sword.

When the kings of the court, face to face and heart away.

How can he have a few younger brothers to be friendly with?

Prince Ning—what a brother and brother.

……

After going down to court, Guan Junchen got into the chariot and headed back home. The brocade curtain was lifted up, and a bright snowy light shone on his face.

"My lord, I got the letter from the informant, Mr. Xia has left the palace today, and went back to Bird Clothes Lane to deal with business as usual."

Guan Junchen stretched his hands flat above the heater, slowly drying his fingertips, and after listening to Bai Suhan's report, he raised his head and said, "Xia Baimei is really hard stubble, and there are few people in the world who suffer from the pain of Duanxue tide poisonous hair." To be able to withstand it, he has endured this once, and naturally his vitality has been seriously injured, but he is very strong, and he returned to Bird Clothes Lane after a few days of rest."

Bai Suhan said in a deep voice: "The snow-breaking tide recurs in seven nights, and each time is more poisonous. He has been lying in the palace for a long time for the first time, and he is afraid that the poison will happen again in four days, and his life will be confessed." Half of it. If the emperor is interested in Xia Baimei, he will definitely take some action in the next few days."

When he said this, he couldn't help but paused, and then looked at Guan Junchen with searching eyes: "My lord, Xia Baimei has been in the palace to accompany you for 15 years, this kind of relationship-the emperor should, should not bear to ignore it no matter what. ?”

Guan Junchen did not respond directly, but suddenly asked: "Xia Baimei has been lying in Chengming Palace for three days, how many times has the Emperor visited him?"

The expression on Bai Suhan's face froze immediately, he lowered his head, and after a long time he said in a low voice: "Your Majesty...hasn't visited Xia Baimei. He's been staying elsewhere for the past few days."

Guan Junchen looked at Bai Suhan, Danfeng's eyes suddenly flashed a meaningful look, and he said indifferently: "It is precisely because you know this situation that you ask me like this—you have no idea, right?"

"My lord..."

Bai Suhan didn't dare to answer yes, but he couldn't deny it either, and his brows were unconsciously frowned in distress.

Guan Junchen lifted the brocade curtain, turned his head and looked thoughtfully at the snow-covered streets of Chang'an City outside.

"The emperor is deeply scheming, and the brotherhood may be discarded, but Xia Baimei... Xia Baimei should be different after all. Whether he is an eunuch in the palace or a commander of Wuyixiang, in fact, his most important identity , has always been the emperor's only pillow person for more than ten years. Without him, the emperor may no longer have the joy of love and happiness in this life. , it can be tolerated.”

He seemed to be responding to Bai Suhan, but also seemed to be talking to himself, and slowly said: "The sages have something to say, keep the principles of heaven, and destroy human desires. If the emperor can really eliminate human desires, then it can be said that the realm will directly match the sages." , if that's the case, I have to respect him very much. Losing the bet—it's not wrong."

……

Returning to Prince Ning's Mansion in Chang'an, as soon as Guan Junchen entered, he saw Yan Chunxi standing in the porch of the front hall waiting.

Seeing Guan Junchen approaching, the young man's eyes were immediately bent with joy, and he stretched out his hands to Guan Junchen.

Guan Junchen also smiled. They have been together for a long time, so there is no need to say much about many things. He directly held the young man's hands lightly. Feeling that the temperature was a little cold, he put Yan Chunxi's hands in his arms, and then lowered his head. asked in a low voice, "But waited for a long time? Your hands are so cold."

"I'm not cold." Yan Chunxi didn't take it seriously at all, he didn't say how long he had been waiting, he just smiled with a shallow prickly dimple, and then said in a low voice: "Brother Cheng, you are returning to Beijing today." It's the first time since I went to court, I miss you in my heart, I can't sit still for a moment in the house..."

Guan Junchen looked down at him, the young man was wearing a pure white fox fur, the soft fur fringe on his neck was against his fair face, his face was bright and beautiful in the snow light, it was really very moving.

Since they came to Beijing, they hadn't had much intimacy, firstly, because everything was complicated and he didn't have much thought, and secondly, because he had just recovered from the cold.

Looking at the past, he suddenly felt an unspeakable restlessness. Although he felt that it was afternoon after all, it was a bit inappropriate, but he couldn't restrain himself at all.

Without saying a word, Guan Junchen picked up the boy and strode towards the inner garden. Although Yan Chunxi was startled, he was not too flustered immediately, and just buried his face in Guan Junchen's neck embarrassingly.

……

Although it is cold in winter, it is warm enough to put a few more pots of charcoal in the house.

The curtain beside the bed in the inner room was drawn down, and the light from a few candles came in gracefully, swaying on Yan Chunxi's naked body, adding a touch of sultry spring.

The young man lay on his back and looked at Guan Junchen, with a tinge of red on his face.

Guan Junchen held a jug of wine in his hand, he lowered his head to support Yan Chunxi's chin, and slowly tilted the jug with his other hand——

Yan Chunxi's body was slender, and the two shoulder sockets between the collarbones were sunken, like two small bowls containing the poured wine.

The wine was freshly warmed from apricot blossoms, and it was even slightly hot when it dripped down.

All of a sudden, the sweet and intoxicating aroma of wine emanated from the young white jade-like body.

Yan Chunxi was tortured drop by drop, his chest heaved involuntarily, and he let out a whimper involuntarily from his throat.

Guan Junchen held up Yan Chunxi's chin in his leisurely manner, his red phoenix eyes narrowed deeply, and his voice was hoarse: "Little thing, don't move around, if you spill my king's wine, see if I will punish you severely?"

"Brother Cheng...I, I,"

Moist mist appeared in Yan Chunxi's almond eyes in an instant. He looked at Guan Jun as if begging for mercy, but he saw the man with a straight face and no intention of accommodating him. He was extremely obedient, so he nodded cautiously upon seeing this. Afraid of pulling his shoulders and causing the wine to spill out from the hollow of his shoulders, he whispered pitifully, "I'm not moving..."

How could Guan Junchen let him go so easily, he lowered his head and parted Yan Chunxi's slender legs, and with two fingers together, he poked into the boy's buttocks.

Yan Chunxi's slender neck involuntarily lifted up, and he grasped the quilt under his body with ten fingers. Because he didn't dare to move his upper body, his legs trembled even more. He couldn't help panting and begged: "Brother Cheng, slow down... ..."

There was a slight smile on Guan Junchen's face. He was well versed in Fengyue, and although he would never seriously hurt Yan Chunxi, he also knew that if the little thing softened his heart just by begging him casually, it would really be less fun. .

"Little guy, you are so good."

He bent down and coaxed softly beside the thin earlobe of the young man, but the movements of his fingers did not slow down in the slightest.

"Ugh..."

The fragile and hidden parts were being played with by Guan Junchen wantonly with his fingers, Yan Chunxi only felt that his lower body became hotter and more irritable, because he was so thirsty, his legs could not help rubbing against Guan Junchen's body.

The amber liquor was filled in the young man's white jade-like shoulder sockets, and because of the slight trembling of the body, the more charming waves were lightly reflected.

A little further down, there are two bright red breasts standing on the young man's chest, and the crystal sweat drips from his smooth skin drop by drop. The scene is really extremely fragrant.

Guan Junchen widely separated Yan Chunxi's legs with his hands, then slowly unbuttoned his clothes and sat between the young man's legs. The hot and erect part of his crotch touched the slightly opened entrance, but he did not enter in a hurry.

Yan Chunxi couldn't help but widen his eyes impatiently. Of course he knew that Guan Junchen was deliberately torturing him. When he looked over, he couldn't help but burst into tears: "Don't, don't bully me...I really can't do it..."

Guan Juanchen took his time to dawdle at the entrance, and only slowly teased the young man below him until his groans overflowed into tears, before he lazily said: "If I go in, this wine... will definitely be spilled. Good luck." What a pity for the apricot blossom stuffing."

"Brother Cheng, you, you..."

Yan Chunxi was so angry and impatient being left alone by Guan Junchen that his eye circles were even flushed.

Although a slight amount of anger floated on his face, when he spoke, his voice trembled violently, without any momentum at all, so he softened again, sobbing tearfully: "Good brother, you punish me!" Me, you can punish me however you want... just don't, don't hang me anymore, okay?"

When he said this to Guan Junchen, his upper body couldn't help but slightly propped up.

As a result, the shoulder sockets would no longer be able to hold the shallow apricot blossom wine, and the amber wine turned into two thin streams, flowing down the boy's chest, and the sweet and greasy aroma of the wine instantly lingered on the bed. overflow.

Guan Junchen bent down, slowly licked and bit the boy's chest and lower abdomen, and then used the tip of his tongue to lick off the apricot blossom wine that carried the boy's breath, making Yan Chunxi gasp more and more, and his legs couldn't help it wrapped around his shoulders.

When Guan Junchen raised his head again, his eyes had already darkened due to uncontrollable lust.Without further words, he turned the boy's whole body over heavily, and directly covered Yan Chunxi's eyes with his other hand.

"Ah, ah, don't..."

Guan Junchen's change from slow to fast was too sudden, Yan Chunxi suddenly couldn't see things, his eyes were dark, and before he had time to react, Guan Junchen pushed the whole thick body in behind him.

The young man couldn't help screaming, his body trembled and he wanted to run away, and he couldn't help but want to break Guan Junchen's hand covering his eyes.

But Guan Junchen was extremely domineering right now, he didn't intend to let go at all, but unceremoniously pressed Yan Chunxi under his body, forcing the boy to kneel down and be pierced by him.

After just a few thrusts like this, Guan Junchen felt the palms covering the boy's eyes wet for a while, and he knew that the little guy must have been fucked to the point of crying.

His heart softened, but at the same time, he felt an unbearable pleasure. He wanted to be gentle, but he also wanted to be more fierce.

If he didn't like the person in his arms so much, it would be impossible for him to know the ultimate taste of contradiction and comfort.

Seeing the appearance of the person I love--the appearance of being so sensitive, so fragile, letting him be slaughtered, and yet completely surrendered.

He wished he could share all the happiness in the world, how could he be willing to give up the slightest bit of pain and sadness for a person who was so close to him skin to skin.

At that moment, Guan Junchen suddenly thought of Emperor Zhou Ying for some reason.

Zhou Yingdi and Xia Baimei spent more than ten years like this——

……

Maybe it's because it's been a long time since I've been intimate like this, Yan Chunxi was defeated by Guan Junchen in just a short while.

His whole body went limp in an instant, and he couldn't bear it any longer, so he lay down on the bed and panted rapidly, refusing to lie down no matter what.

Guan Junchen had no choice but to slow down his movements even though he was still rigidly embedded in the young man's tight and fiery body.

He also bent down, hugged the boy sideways in his arms, and kissed the slender and sensitive neck from behind.

Yan Chunxi couldn't help moaning softly, turned his head, half-closed his moist almond eyes and looked at Guan Junchen.

The young man's face was flushed with satisfaction, and a few drops of crystal sweat dripped out. Under the light of the soft light, it seemed that he could faintly see the fine and fine hairs on his skin.

The full lips were slightly raised, as if unconsciously seeking Guan Junchen's kiss.

Yan Chunxi's appearance after being happy was so touching that Guan Junchen's heart trembled for a moment. He lowered his head, but couldn't suppress the pity in his heart, and said in a hoarse voice: "Xi'er , my little thing—you are so cute, there is no one in this world who can compare with you, do you know that?"

After hearing what Guan Junchen said, Yan Chunxi couldn't help turning his head and looking at Guan Junchen softly.

Immediately, two shallow dimples appeared on his face, and his eyes curved into a crescent-like sweetness with some complacency.

"I know."

The young man leaned into Guan Junchen's ear and whispered in such a low voice, his thin earlobes seemed to turn red as he spoke.

Guan Junchen couldn't bear it anymore, turned the boy's body over and pressed him under him, and then pushed in hard again.

Yan Chunxi's chest rose and fell violently. After being so coaxed by Guan Junchen, he no longer played tricks and raised his butt obediently. The part that still contained Guan Junchen's lower body seemed to be throbbing and contracting with his breathing. He slightly Closing his eyes, he groped and grasped Guan Junchen's hand tightly, and just endured Guan Junchen's fierce attack.

The two of them had been entangled so passionately for a long time before they finally settled the matter. After such tossing for a long time, Yan Chunxi had no more strength left. He was profusely sweating, lying limply on Guan Junchen's chest.

"Brother Cheng, what you just said..."

Yan Chunxi half-closed his eyes, and said softly as if in a dream: "Is it true? You, you once had so many beautiful people in Crane Garden, am I really the cutest...?"

Guan Junchen couldn't help but smiled slightly, he gently brushed Yan Chunxi's jet-black hair scattered on his body with his fingers, and looked at the slender and trembling eyelashes of the young man when he closed his eyes.

These days, he often felt that Yan Chunxi had grown up.

For a boy of this age, it seems that after ten days and a half months, he has grown slightly taller like a green bamboo, and a more calm and elegant youth appears on his face from time to time.

But at such an intimate moment between the two, the boy was lying in his arms like a kitten, wanting to listen to the love story again, but he was clearly still that innocent little boy.

His heart was really full of tenderness like spring water.

He is naturally happy that the little guy in his arms has grown up, but if he wants to hide in his arms for a lifetime, he is actually 1 willing.

"Little thing, if I said such things in an intimate room more than 20 or [-] years ago, I would have gone nowhere. But at this age, I have seen all kinds of boys, beautiful, obedient, Clever, I have seen so many outstanding people, but only when I came to you, did I know what is cute. In fact, when it comes to the word love, all the advantages don’t count—only the word cute is the most important thing. The most amazing thing. People have to see a lot before they can tell this point, so if I say this now, it is naturally true."

Guan Junchen stroked Yan Chunxi's cheek and said slowly.

He is really more than twice as old as Yan Chunxi. For some reason, thinking of such a gap at this moment, he couldn't help but feel a little sad. He sighed softly: "It's you, who is only seventeen or eighteen years old. , the rest of my life is still so long, everything is possible."

Hearing what Guan Junchen said, Yan Chunxi couldn't help raising his head, a hint of cunning appeared in his bright eyes, and suddenly he deliberately said: "Brother Cheng... Then, if I like someone else from now on, will you be sad?"

"Little fool, in fact, at my age, there is nothing to be sad about."

Guan Junchen looked down at Yan Chunxi, with a faint smile still on his face. Of course he knew that the young man was joking with him, but when he lowered his eyes slightly, there was a trace of exhaustion that could not be concealed in those Danfeng eyes. And helpless: "In my whole life, I finally got such a you at this time, how precious. If I don't have you, there will be no next one. It doesn't matter whether it hurts or not... It really doesn't matter."

Yan Chunxi was stunned for a moment, he had rarely seen Guan Junchen so depressed, he got up and knelt down in front of Guan Junchen, with an eager look on his face: "Brother Cheng, I, I..."

"You know, I love you...Although I am young, there is only one Hanyue in the sky in this life. It is impossible for me to fall in love with others, brother Cheng, you know."

When the young man was still explaining in a panic, Guan Junchen shook his head, he gently hugged Yan Chunxi in his arms, but didn't say anything more.

In fact, how could he disbelieve Yan Chunxi in the slightest. Although these words were in response to Yan Chunxi's previous words, in fact, perhaps only he really knew the bitterness in his heart.

It wasn't until he was in his forties that he found such a lovely person, but he hadn't entered Beijing yet, so he was already terrified in his heart.

The butcher's knife was ahead, but he didn't know when it would fall.

Although he is a prince of the world, but in this life, there are many joys and sorrows, but he cannot control himself.

……

According to the etiquette system of the Great Zhou Dynasty, after the beginning of winter, the court meeting was changed to once every four days, so Guan Junchen was fine these few days, but he didn't have much time to spend with Yan Chunxi.

I heard that Wang Jinzhi came to report that after entering Beijing, Cheng Yixuan suffered from the cold because of the unbearable cold. Of course, it is impossible for Guan Junchen to be in Cheng Yixuan's place, so he just asked Wang Jinzhi to take care of him.

Tan Menglin and several other confidantes wanted to come to visit one after another, but Guan Junchen knew that there were people from Wuyi Lane everywhere in the capital, so they all said that they were blocked by the unhealed wind and cold.

But even though he didn't meet, he still wrote a few letters to Tan Menglin in private, asking about the movements of Wuyi Lane and Zhou Xingwei.

Both Bird Clothes Lane and Zhou Xingwei were the most important forces that Emperor Ying of Zhou valued most, so the spies from Prince Ning's Mansion were also the most difficult to infiltrate, but Dali Temple had a special status, and they could sense any changes.

Tan Menglin only came to the letter this afternoon, and the tone of the letter was quite worrying. He mentioned that in the past few days, all the four commanders of Bird Clothes Lane had returned to Beijing, and they had gathered in Bird Clothes Lane for several secret meetings.

Although Tan Menglin didn't know the clue yet, he told Guan Junchen cautiously that the four commanders in Wuyi Lane were all masters of the world with unique skills, vicious and cunning, and they gathered in the capital all day. It is an extremely rare thing, which must be the reason why he was ordered by Emperor Zhou Ying.

Guan Junchen sat behind the desk, and every word on the plain white rice paper in front of him made his heart tighten.

He didn't tell Tan Menglin that he had caused Xia Baimei to break the snow tide, so Tan Menglin naturally couldn't figure out the reason.

But he was like a bright mirror in his heart. The gathering of the four commanders in Wuyi Lane in Chang'an must have something to do with his own affairs.

You know, by tonight, the seven-day cycle of reincarnation has come, if Xia Baimei still can't get the antidote, she will suffer another more severe torture——

Although the snow-breaking tide said that people would be poisoned to death on the night of July 49 and [-], but the heart-piercing pain that occurs every seven days, in fact, no one has ever endured it three times. If Emperor Zhou Ying wanted to To save Xia Baimei's life, then today - no matter what.

Guan Junchen threw the letter paper in his hand into the charcoal basin, watched the letter paper melt into a wisp of green smoke, and then got up and walked out of the room.

He was wrapped in fox fur and stood under the porch. Although a ray of winter sunshine shone on his face, he still felt extremely cold.

At this moment, Guan Junchen suddenly saw Wang Jinzhi walking quickly from the front hall step by step, and the usually calm steward of the palace had a panicked look on his face.

As soon as he saw Guan Junchen's figure, he immediately knelt on one knee and lowered his head. I don't know if it was because of the cold weather or something else, but he trembled slightly.

"My lord, Commander Yuwen, Commander Song, Commander Tang He, and Commander He Xia of Wuyi Lane—come to pay your respects!"

……

Guan Junchen's expression turned cold for a moment.

He raised his eyes and looked out of the front hall.

The Commander of Wuyi Lane can be said to be the most feared name in the courtiers of the Great Zhou Dynasty during the Chengde period. He directly took people below the second rank, and there was also a red gold emperor's sword below the second rank.

No matter how dignified you are in the court, in front of these fifth-rank commanders, everyone is in danger.

Any commander of Bird Clothes Lane already has this weight, not to mention how frightening the battle of four of them is.

Emperor Zhou Ying didn't make any movement for seven days, but he suddenly made a thunderous attack in the afternoon of the last day, which is really terrifying.

The city of Chang'an was overcast and cloudy, and it seemed that it was pressing heavily on the palace in the snowstorm, and the sword pattern on Guan Junchen's eyebrows also twisted more and more sternly.

"Walk."

Guan Junchen stepped down the porch and walked towards the front hall step by step.

For some unknown reason, the wind and snow in Chang'an suddenly picked up. He was walking against the cold wind, and his thick brocade robe was blown loudly.

At the very center of the front hall of Prince Ning's Mansion, four men were standing side by side.

They all wore the same black robes and black boots, wore official hats, and covered their faces with a thin layer of black gauze. Under the white snow, they were so cold and dazzling, like four Shuras made of basalt.

Although the person on the left in the middle was thinner than the others, he was the only one carrying the red gold Emperor Sword. When he saw Guan Junchen, he immediately lifted the black veil on his face, and took a step forward.

"Humble post Yu Wenzhou, together with the other three commanders from Wuyi Lane, pay a visit to Prince Ning."

Yu Wenzhou was the first commander of Bird Clothes Lane appointed by Emperor Zhou Ying after his succession to the throne. Although his official position was the same as that of the others, his top position in Bird Clothes Lane was self-evident.

Even with the relationship between Xia Baimei and Zhou Yingdi, this person's status has always been as stable as a rock.

Yu Wenzhou's complexion was withered and yellow, and he seemed to be of some Western Region blood, with a tinge of green in his pupils.

He carried the sword of supreme imperial power on his back, and he could not kneel down to salute. Although he bowed, his back was as straight as the edge of a sword. When he held the salute with both hands, the golden wrist guards on his wrists shone brightly and dazzlingly in the snow light.

Just such a posture is enough to show the superb kung fu of Tong Xuan.

When he saluted like this, the other three commanders of Bird Clothes Lane naturally followed suit.

Xia Baimei was the youngest, so she stood a little outside.

After he lifted the veil, he immediately revealed a handsome face in the snow light.

It's just that Xia Baimei's body was interrupted by the snow tide, and he suffered such cruel torture, his complexion and lips were pale and bloodless, and he no longer had the previous high-spirited state.

On that jade-like face, from between the eyebrows to the left cheek, there is still a whip mark that Guan Junchen drew out with thousands of troops piercing the armor, it is actually white and slightly flawed.

"My lord Yuwen, excuse me, the wind and snow suddenly became heavy today, and it is inconvenient to travel, but I didn't expect the four of you to come today."

Guan Junchen took another two steps forward. Although his tone was polite, his face was expressionless.

A pair of cold red phoenix eyes swept over Yu Wenzhou's body, then turned to Xia Bai's eyebrows, and said with a half-smile: "Master Xia, I haven't seen you for a few days, you seem to be a little haggard?"

"Forgive me, my lord. I waited to disturb you today because of this useless thing."

Yuwen Zhou's voice line is very peculiar, as if covered by a copper bell, it makes people feel very uncomfortable. He said, and turned his head to look at Xia Baimei coldly: "Are you still standing?"

Xia Baimei raised the hem of the black robe with both hands, and knelt down with a plop.

He lowered his eyes and said in a hoarse voice, "Prince Ning please forgive me."

Guan Junchen raised his eyebrows slightly, but did not speak.

"Death to a lowly position. Prince Ning has a high status, and he is an important minister of the Great Zhou Dynasty. However, his lowly position is arrogant and arrogant. He dared to offend Prince Ning when he proclaimed the decree. The lowly position really deserves death—"

Xia Baimei put her hands on the ground