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Chapter 78 Letting Go

At the end of the discussion, General Wang was still willing to lead troops to the south for reinforcements.The little emperor looked at his swollen face due to illness, and felt uneasy, but looking around, he really had no better choice, so he had to agree, and said frankly that he would prepare bee-proof protective gear and medicine for the soldiers.

Everyone discussed until midnight, and each left with a task.The little emperor took a sip of the cold tea, his eyes darkened when he helped the case stand up, and he sat down again.

Just when he thought he was going to hurt his femur, someone hugged his body, and he fell into a hug that exuded the scent of bamboo leaves, and his buttocks lightly touched the cushion.

"emperor."

Following the voice, the little emperor raised his eyes to look at the other party, barely seeing the familiar curve of his jaw in the darkness.

He reached out and touched the other person's cheek and chin, and said softly: "Shen Yanchuan... If you resist and eavesdrop again, I will lock you up."

Shen Yanchuan turned his head and kissed his palm: "Let me go."

"Where to go?"

"Go to the south." Shen Yanchuan said, "You know, I have lived in the south for several years, and I am more familiar with the environment there than General Wang."

"I'm not at ease." The little emperor found a reason, "You have never been in the army, what if the subordinates refuse to accept you and trip you up?"

"Then let me be an ordinary soldier, I don't care about the rank of Jun."

While speaking, Shen Yanchuan stared into his eyes.His eyes were still scattered and unfocused, but his expression was a little anxious: "No, it's not easy for you to recover from your injury. Last time you were poisoned and walked through the gate of hell, and now when you don't eat, your lips are pale. It's still light, I won't let you go!"

Shen Yanchuan hugged him and sat on his lap: "But in the whole palace, I am the only one who has dealt with poisonous bees. If I go, my chances of winning will be greatly increased."

"Nonsense!" the little emperor retorted, "Hu Qian also shot bees with chopsticks, I can send him there."

"He can't, he is the commander and must stay in the palace and by your side."

The little emperor's eyes became clearer a little bit. He could clearly see the strong clothes on Shen Yanchuan's body, the high-twist hair, the sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and the well-defined features - this was the first time he clearly saw Shen Yanchuan's faded body at close range. Shen Yanchuan in red, without a mask, not hidden in the hazy night, handsome and striking, is an out-and-out man.

He looked at it almost in a daze, and finally said: "Then... that can't be you!"

Immediately afterwards, he was hugged by Shen Yanchuan, and accepted a long kiss and gentle touch.After such entanglement for a while, a deceptive voice sounded in his ears: "Your Majesty, this concubine will not disappoint your expectations, and will definitely solve this serious problem for you."

"At this time, it's useless to blow the pillow wind..." The little emperor closed his eyes and sighed slightly, "Without my order, it would be futile for you to go there alone. You should stay by my side and be my noble concubine." The word concubine means to be a minister first and then a concubine. If I can't share the emperor's worries, the status of a noble concubine is meaningless to me. "

The little emperor was tickled by the airflow of his words, and turned his head to avoid it, with an unbearable smile on his face: "You are the only one who can chew on words."

Shen Yanchuan didn't let him dodge, leaned over and bit his earlobe lightly: "Your Majesty, do you still remember what I said the night my concubine bathed you for the first time?"

Memories presented one scene after another, the smile on the little emperor's face disappeared, and the itchy touch on his skin turned into a slightly painful lingering: "... remember."

"The concubine begs you, give this concubine a chance..." Shen Yanchuan paused, and said, "Let's avenge the hatred of the family and the country together. The divine bow given to the concubine by His Majesty will witness all of this."

The little emperor hugged him tightly and sniffed his hair.

The person in front of him is powerful and unstoppable. He knows he can't stop him, but he still wants to express his worries in an attempt to keep the one he loves: "No, I can't bear it."

Shen Yanchuan wrapped his arms around his waist, lowered his head, pressed his face to his chest, and said in a low voice: "You are willing to hand over the treasured divine bow to my concubine, and my concubine will naturally take it to the battlefield. The divine bow is Don’t you always understand that it shouldn’t be hung on the wall for decoration?”

The little emperor didn't answer.

Shen Yanchuan knew that this was a sign that his attitude was loose, and chased after the victory: "When I was eight years old, I only knew that I would be a Confucian scholar, a number one scholar, and a good official in the future, so I could change the Queen Mother. But when I saw the clansmen die one by one At that time, I only hated myself as a Confucian scholar who couldn't lift his hands or shoulders."

The little emperor stroked the back of his neck sadly and listened quietly.

"So, when His Royal Highness asked the minister what he wanted, the minister said that he wanted to practice the best martial arts in the world and join the army in the future. He would definitely wipe out all those who invaded the Queen Mother."

The little emperor lowered his eyes.

Similar thoughts also spewed out in my heart.

At that time, he attributed his elder brother's long-term fatigue and sickness, and his own physical abnormalities, all to the fact that his father had taken a problematic medicine pill. He ordered people to drive away the alchemists and pushed the pill furnace. He felt that he had destroyed the most dangerous pill in the world. People's stuff... But it can't be compared with Shen Yanchuan, because what Shen Yanchuan has to do, every single one has spent his heart and soul, and what he has done is just the most naive counterattack, and nothing can be changed .

After Shen Yanchuan recalled the past, he turned the topic back to the matter in front of him: "The weather will eventually turn cold, and their advantage will soon disappear. Then it will be a good time to counterattack." The little emperor took a deep breath, She didn't speak, but pressed Shen Yanchuan's lips, cupped his face, and looked at him under the lamp.

The little emperor's eyes were bright, and the corners of his mouth twitched into a smile. When he blinked, a large tear fell.

Immediately afterwards, tears fell one drop after another on the snow-white rabbit fur collar.

"I thought I had learned a lot and grown enough...why...why can't I protect you every time."

"It's nothing, you've done a good job," Shen Yanchuan kissed the tears off his face, "You're still young."

"Zhen..." The little emperor was crying so hard that he wanted to say something, but with the sound of crying, words were no longer formed, and in the end everything turned into howls of pain.

A year ago, he didn't know anything, and felt that he was young, so it's okay to "know" for a year or two. Anyway, the sky is falling, and there are civil and military officials and the queen mother to help him; now he has learned a lot, but he feels that no matter what No matter how much you study hard, it's not enough. The world is not as peaceful as he imagined, and the civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty are not as useful as he imagined. No wonder the emperor's brother died suddenly because of exhaustion. No wonder the father wants to pursue longevity...

It turns out that the person sitting on the throne is the most unfree person in the world. He does not live for himself, but for tens of millions of people in the world. There is no end to what he needs to master, and what he needs to deal with There are too many things to count, and he, like this, has no right to keep someone in his bed for one more night.

Thousands of arrows of pain rushed to the little emperor's heart, he knew that he had to let Shen Yanchuan go, so he tightly strangled Shen Yanchuan with his hands, like a rope binding him, preventing him from moving.

It was dawn when his tears stopped.