This body has no place to go after drinking

Gu Zi'an's army was advancing eastward, like a sharp sword, slowly breaking through the solidified situation of Daxuan.

The battle report was sent once a day without interruption.

Ji Mingxiu looked calmly at the gurgling water in front of him as the ice and snow began to melt, and the faint green branches. He was waiting.

There was nothing they could do but wait.

He turned around and saw Li Qingyun sitting on a bench in the pavilion, leaning against a pillar holding a white jade wine glass, looking at him leisurely.

To him, Li Qingyun's long gaze was like the sun in the cold winter, bright but without any warmth, making people feel uncomfortable.

"What do you think Gu Zi'an will choose?"

Ji Mingxiu walked over and sat casually next to Li Qingyun.

At this point, they have temporarily become grasshoppers on a rope.

It's really ridiculous.

"No matter what, people don't take their anger out on objects."

The late emperor was that emotionless object. Anyone who truly understood Daxuan and cared about him could not hate him.

Including himself.

Li Qingyun put down his wine glass but did not directly answer Ji Mingxiu's question. He stepped forward and gave His Majesty a wine-scented kiss on his lips.

"But people always like to bully others by taking advantage of their power and dissipate their resentment of powerlessness through love."

In fact, he did not really believe that Gu Zi'an would be so stupid as to put this messy and tangled bill on His Majesty, but he was still very happy to cause trouble for General Gu, who had always been complacent because of His Majesty's favor.

It’s just that Your Majesty was too concerned about Gu Zi’an, and it was inevitable that he would get hurt.

The strong smell of alcohol made Ji Mingxiu frown, and he pushed Li Qingyun's wine glass away in angrily.

There was another long silence.

"If... Father hadn't killed Gu Linqing, would Gu Linqing have rebelled?"

What a naive question. Li Qingyun met His Majesty's eyes that were filled with a hint of expectation. People always want to find a suitable excuse for a tragedy that has already become a foregone conclusion.

Maybe it's beyond my control, maybe it's just the time and fate.

only.

"Is it important? My good Lord."

He raised his hand and gently tucked the black hair that hung down on one side of Ji Mingxiu behind her ear, and every word he spoke was filled with a casual and eerie coldness.

"If you don't uproot a weed before it grows up, will you wait until it spreads into a vast wilderness before beating your chest and stamping your feet in regret?"

"But even if Gu Linqing hadn't been around, didn't Gu Zi'an hold the fate of Daxuan in his own hands because of the war in the northern border? If Gu Linqing hadn't been killed, as long as he had the slightest intention of rebelling, Your Majesty wouldn't have the opportunity to ask this question now."

It's not the wrong person, just the wrong identity.

Li Qingyun looked up at the dazzling sun in the sky, and the scenery of early spring fell into his deep eyes.

He had given up this identity long ago and was prepared to be shattered for this.

*

Qianqing Palace.

The tangled cloud-brocade robes were intertwined, and the figures in the soft tent were vague and disjointed.

A few strands of black hair hung on Ji Mingxiu's jade-white neck. The ends of the hair gently brushed against her neck, causing a subtle shiver, and were then held in Li Qingyun's hand.

His warm breath moved between his lips and teeth like the whispers of a lover. His long arms tightly embraced Ji Ming's slender waist, caressing the soft flesh between them gently.

"What is your majesty thinking about?"

"I was thinking, Gu Zi'an's army is waiting outside the city, you seem quite interested...hiss!"

Ji Mingxiu dodged in pain and reached out to touch his neck, and sure enough, there was another bite mark.

"Does it hurt?"

Before he could lose his temper, the culprit came up to him again with eager eyes, and dropped small kisses around the bite marks, bringing a slight stinging and itching.

It was like lighting a fire.

Li Qingyun lowered his eyes, eliminating the deep gloom in his dark pupils.

"Will Your Majesty remember me?"

Remember that He is different from others.

Or will it be like this bite mark, gradually disappearing until it seems as if it has never appeared.

"Yeah, I'll remember that."

Ji Mingxiu responded casually. Compared to this, he wanted to know more about what tricks Li Qingyun had hidden in Tiandu, otherwise how could he remain so calm when facing pressure from the army.

"Your Majesty is a liar."

Li Qingyun half-raised his body and stared closely at Ji Mingxiu's eyes, which were red in the corners. Sweat dripped from the hair on his forehead.

Ji Mingxiu, however, suddenly felt as if tears were falling.

Based on what?

Li Qingyun pursed her lips tightly, no longer trying to hide her deep and painful possessiveness. With ups and downs, she dragged Ji Mingxiu into a deep quagmire with determination and ruthlessness, making it impossible for him to think about the words that were spoken.

Why can they get close to His Majesty so freely while he can only watch from afar and is still being tested by His Majesty.

Those despicable and unpresentable means were his only chance to get close to His Majesty.

It was Your Majesty who pushed him to this point.

But Your Majesty will never remember him.

Despite that terrible first meeting, he seemed like a lowly beast, being stepped on and still had to smile and flatter, working like a slave.

But why can't Your Majesty remember him?

The breathing beside my ears became hotter and hotter. All the pain and joy eventually turned into today's shameful delusion.

He hopes His Majesty will remember him.

Even though he was so embarrassing that it was disgusting, he still hoped that Your Majesty would remember it forever.

Just like Your Majesty is to him.

A noisy sound gradually rose outside the palace. Li Qingyun frowned slightly and glanced at the tightly closed palace door.

It seemed to be faster than he thought.

"Your Majesty, tell me, should a person like me go to hell to feel relieved?"

There was a sweet aroma in the air in the tent. He leaned over, whispering in her ear, but what he was talking about were matters of life and death.

Ji Mingxiu was unsure of what Li Qingyun meant by this, so he pursed his lips and cautiously chose to remain silent.

The unkempt robe was casually pulled together, barely enough to cover up her alluring figure.

"Will Your Majesty be with me?"

The sound of heavy weapons could be heard in his ears. The moment the palace door was burst open, a dagger was already at Ji Mingxiu's neck.

"Li Qingyun!" Gu Zi'an kicked open the palace door with his spear in hand with great momentum, but when he saw the robes piled beside the bed, he immediately turned around and shouted back the soldiers who followed him.

The scene before him was so shocking that Gu Zian's hands were shaking as he held the spear, but fortunately he managed to keep his voice steady.

"Put down the knife if you don't want to die!"

"The general is a real joker."

The dagger in his hand moved forward another inch, instantly tightening everyone's heartstrings.

At this point, is he still afraid of death?

"Hand over the list of names of people you have conspired with King Cheng, and I will spare your life."

Ji Mingxiu, who had been silent all this time and had not uttered a word even when the dagger was pressed against his throat, suddenly spoke in a flat tone as if he had been considering for a long time.

"well."

I heard Li Qingyun's long sigh, followed by a bitter smile that was so intense that it was suffocating.

"Why doesn't your Majesty trust me?"

No more hesitation.

A blinding cold light flashed by, and the atmosphere was so tense that one could almost hear the violent heartbeat.

A small pebble suddenly shot out from the corner. Cheng Tianfeng, who had been hiding aside, finally waited for the opportunity to take action. Everything happened in a flash.

When Ji Mingxiu came to his senses again, he was already in Gu Zi'an's arms, covered with his outer robe, and the bloody dagger had been knocked aside.

"you……"

He raised his head and looked at the blood spreading on Li Qingyun's chest in disbelief. No one would have thought that Li Qingyun's knife was pointing at him.

“Cough cough cough…”

The dizziness and sharp tinnitus caused by blood loss made Li Qingyun unable to hear clearly what the emperor was saying. He held on to the edge of the bed in a clumsy manner, and blood dripped from his slender white fingertips to the ground.

He didn't even have time to think about when Cheng Tianfeng turned against him.

"Catch him alive!"

In the last second before he lost consciousness, he seemed to hear His Majesty's faint call, and a barely visible smile appeared at the corner of his lips.

The bet won.