The ancient business tycoon of meteor butterfly sword

Chapter 27

"Father, my position was obtained through unclean means."

"At that time, I was weaker than my younger brother King Xuan Xuan in dealing with political affairs. My father disliked me and loved King Qi Xuan alone. He wanted to make King Qi Xuan the prince. I was very unwilling. The younger sister was thrown out of the palace, so that the father and the others would never find it. Afterwards, the blame was placed on King Qi Xuan, which made the father completely loathe King Qi Xuan, and kept my crown prince."

He sighed, "The juvenile battle for the throne is destined to bury hidden dangers. Now I have been proving that I must manage better than my brother. While winning the praise of the people all over the world, it has also dragged down my body. I don't want the royal family The quarrel between brothers happened again, so I only gave birth to you, Su'er, but now my life is not long. In addition to worrying about Su'er, you will be rebelled by King Qi Xuan after you ascended the throne, please find my sister, your aunt , She has a birthmark of plum blossoms on her arm, which is also a concern of my father. At the beginning, I regretted involving her, and now even I can't find her."

He slowly raised his hand to touch the top of Huangpu Sugu's head, "Su'er, can I add another word for you for the sake of the emperor?" He didn't wait for Huangpu Sugu's answer, and said: "Just add another word for Gu, Huangpu Sugu, born in the royal family is destined to be lonely. Remember, born in the royal family is destined to be lonely! You must not trust anyone in the palace!"

"Do you remember!" He put down his caressing hand, set off his body and looked at Huangpu Sugu seriously.

"Yes! Erchen, remember!" He pursed his lips and said firmly.

"Very good, this way, the emperor will be relieved. You must manage the country left to you by the emperor, and you can't let King Qi Xuan succeed in rebelling! Otherwise, the emperor will leave in peace!"

He took out the token and the written paper from under the pillow and handed it to Huangpu Sugu, "This is the token of Anbu, your guard, which can protect you and collect information; this is the list of loyal ministers, to assist you. With these He will definitely be able to secure the throne, King Xuan of Qi can't turn against him!" He will never let King Xuan of Qi turn against him, if he can manage the country well, so can Su'er!

"Remember, manage the country well! The country is everything to you!" After staring, he fell down.

"Father—Emperor!" Huangpu Sugu knelt down, screaming in grief and tears like clear springs.

"The emperor—he's dead!" the chief eunuch shouted.

Outside the bedroom, a large group of palace people and ministers knelt down upon hearing the sound.

This year, Huangpu Su stood alone in the clouds with his sword in his arms.Apart from the sword, all he has left is the country, which must be managed well!

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Coming out of the palace, it was already night, Ye Xiang approached the Jingyang Tower and saw Meng Xinghun sitting on the wooden table waiting for him.

Ye Xiang softened his expression.For such an ordinary thing, he engraved it into the bottom of his heart for the first time, and felt warm.Is this because you put him in the bottom of your heart, and every move affects him?He didn't hate it, nor did he repel it.

Meng Xinghun's eyes were fixed on the door of the building, and he could see anyone entering or leaving.After resting, he just sat like this, quietly waiting for Ye Xiang to arrive and have dinner together.

Seeing that it was ten o'clock in the evening, Ye Xiang finally came back. He stood up pretending to be calm and shouted: "Ye Xiang...Xiang, here." Although they didn't separate much, he felt that the destruction of a dynasty had passed.The thoughts welling up in my heart couldn't be stopped, Ye Xiang's figure was all over my mind.Without Ye Xiang by his side, everything he did seemed meaningless, and his heart seemed to be empty.Fortunately, now his heart is full again, swollen to the brim.

Obviously these feelings belonged to a young girl, but suddenly appeared on a young man, he didn't feel shy at all, his eyes as bright as shooting stars faced Ye Xiang directly, showing openness and tenderness.

The wind blowing through the window, the black-clothed boy standing by the table with his sword in his arms, had soft eyes and flying black hair.Ye Xiang heard the sound and looked at it, and this look was drawn into the depths of his heart.

He walked over and pulled Meng Xinghun to sit with him, stroked his head and said, "Have you eaten yet?"

Meng Lihun looked at Ye Xiang and said seriously: "No, I will wait for you to have dinner together, and then we will go to visit the imperial capital together."

"Well, I see, let's have dinner first, and then we will visit the imperial capital." With a warm heart, Ye Xiang turned his head and ordered Zhu Hai to start serving the dishes.

Zhu Hai got the order and immediately asked the chef in Jingyang Building to prepare the most delicious dishes and serve them up.

Plates of delicacies from mountains and seas with all kinds of color, fragrance, and delicacies were served on the wooden table. Ye Xiang didn't order them to serve the rest of the dishes until there was no more room on the table.

For a while, the unique fragrance of the food wafted around the building. Fortunately, there were no guests in the building at this time, otherwise the saliva would have flowed all over the place.

Ye Xiang first put a piece of fat but not greasy duck meat into Meng Xinghun's bowl, and chuckled, "Eat it quickly."

Meng Xinghun put a piece of fragrant, fatty and not greasy pork belly in Ye Xiang's bowl, and then put a piece of fish, abalone, chicken, etc. in his bowl before he started to eat with his chopsticks.

Ye Xiang looked at the protruding part of the bowl with soft eyes, moved his chopsticks, and began to chew and swallow slowly.

A meal is harmonious and warm.

The imperial capital at night is brightly lit and bustling, not at all inferior to the bustling daytime.

Ye Xiang, who had finished dinner, led Meng Xinghun along the streets of Huangdu, clasping his fingers tightly together.

"Sell flowers, sell flowers, buy a flower, give it to your sweetheart on the Qiqiao Festival, and your wish will come true!"

"Sell flowers, sell flowers, buy a flower, give it to your sweetheart on the Qiqiao Festival, and your wish will come true!"

"..."

There was also the sound of flower girls yelling and selling flowers, Ye Xiang said to Meng Xinghun, "It turns out that today is the Qiqiao Festival, a festival for expressing wishes, Xiao Meng."

"Flower girl, come here, I want to buy flowers." Ye Xiang turned his head and called.

Hearing Ye Xiang's voice calling the flower girl, Meng Xinghun clenched Ye Xiang's hands and blushed handsomely at the same time.

"Okay. Here we come." The flower girl came, "Master, how many flowers do you want?"

"Three bundles." Ye Xiang took out a tael of silver, "There's no need to give it."

"Good job." The flower girl took it, "I wish you the best of luck, generous son." He walked away and continued to sell.

Ye Xiang took the delicate rose red flower and handed it to Meng Xinghun, "For you, Xiao Meng, my favorite Xiao Meng." tenderness.

Meng Xinghun took it with a stiff hand, his face looked like he was drunk, but his eyes were shining like stars.This is the first time he has received Ye Xiang's express wishes.

He couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, his solemn face turned into soft water: "Xiang...I like you too, very much, for the rest of my life."

Ye Xiang laughed again, his heart was surging, surging, as if something was flowing in the marrow of his bones; his heart was surging, surging, as if something was sprouting and growing.Unable to restrain, do not want to restrain.His eyes are like an endless lake, and Meng Xinghun's figure is reflected in Qingli's image.What is love, he... seems to understand a little bit, Xiao Meng, his Xiao Meng.As soon as I read these two words, the tip of my tongue is lingering and I don't want to leave.

It was the first time he experienced the mood at this moment, and he unexpectedly wanted to treasure it in the sea of ​​memory.

Ye Xiang stretched out his hand and let the long sleeve block other people's prying eyes. With the other hand, he loosened his clenched hands and changed to hold Meng Xinghun's narrow waist. The four petals touched each other, but unexpectedly it was more beautiful than ever.

On the street where people are coming and going, no one pays attention to the small one in the crowd.Even if they noticed, they quickly and tacitly looked away.Qiqiao Festival is a festival for lovers to express their hearts to each other, and they will not disturb.So they didn't even see the gender and appearance of the kisser.

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The night was getting dark, and Ye Xiang, who had been visiting for a long time, began to drag Meng Xinghun back to the building.

In the room, the state of mind of the two of them was slightly different than before.Now Meng Xinghun felt sweet happiness, while Ye Xiang felt warm love in his heart.

After the two washed up, they began to take off their clothes and lay down on the bed, but Meng Xinghun pursed his lips, but he didn't seem to feel sleepy.

This is the first time Meng Xinghun has slept with Ye Xiang again since he was an adult. He used to sleep next to Ye Xiang when he was a child. After the bed was separated, he slept alone. Now he wants to sleep with Ye Xiang again. Close to Ye Xiang again.After expressing their hearts to each other, he felt that Ye Xiang's attractiveness became stronger, making him unable to look away.

How could Ye Xiang not know what Meng Xinghun was thinking? He turned sideways, put his arms around Meng Xinghun, and said to him like he did when he was a child: "Sleep." It was just that he kissed his lips more.

Meng Xinghun smirked, his eyes were like stars, and he and Ye Xiang closed their eyes and fell asleep.

The next day was bright and clear, and the royal announcement about the Jianwu Arena was posted, shocking everyone in the world.People have speculated, is this the rhythm of eradicating martial arts people?

Listening to Zhu Hai's report on what happened today, Ye Xiang nodded with a calm face, everything was settled, and he just waited for the time to come, when the time came, the world would change.

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Sun House.

Sitting in the lobby, Sun Yubo looked benevolent, but the strict light in his cloudy eyes made people think of his other title—King Yama!

"The martial arts arena established by the imperial court strictly prohibits martial arts people from killing civilians or martial arts people indiscriminately, and those who violate it are arrested and killed. Is this an excuse for the imperial court to intervene in martial arts affairs and eradicate martial arts people? I have my own conclusions."

"But, old man, my brothers have all been killed. You always have to decide for me!" Thinking of being caught by the court and killing several of his brothers.He tried his best to escape, just to find the old man in the martial arts who would definitely help him to help him find justice and revenge.

"Don't worry, I'll take care of your business. You're exhausted after a long journey, so let's go rest first."

"Okay, okay. Please, old man." He let go