Yan Fei

Chapter 117

Gan Mu looked at him fixedly, and after a few breaths, he said: "Yes. Father didn't push me out because of my body, and let you be the prince."

A person who is so weak that even ants are pitiful, even if he becomes an emperor, his spine will be bent.

"I can be your knife. I will kill anyone you don't want to kill for you."

"But in that case, Luo Luo, wouldn't it be better for you to be the emperor?" Gan Mu shook his head, "The emperor is not just a seat. Since you have already become the emperor, there is no reason to give it to me."

"It's not to let... It's to return it to you. This seat shouldn't be mine in the first place."

"Luo Luo, that's enough." Gan Mu said seriously, "When do you plan to go back? Since you have become the emperor, you shouldn't neglect your duties like this."

"I'll go back every six months. I've made an agreement with my aunt." Gan Luo said, "The political affairs have been handed over to my aunt and all the ministers. If there is something urgent, they will send a letter to me."

"What about military affairs?"

Gan Luo smiled: "I have entrusted military affairs to a general I trust. Back then, you left your hometown because he valued literature over military affairs. How could I follow in his footsteps."

"..."

"Gan Mu, my aunt told me to stay here with you." Gan Luo grabbed his hand and put her chin on his shoulder coquettishly, "So I want to accompany you. I won't leave."

Gan Mu sighed and patted his head helplessly.Gan Luo has his own plans, he is no longer the six-year-old kid who has to be protected by him and his mother, and he shouldn't distrust him, and still feel that he has to help him with everything.

Gan Luo said that he would clean the yard for him, so Gan Mu got out of bed to tidy up the papers on the table.When he looked up, he saw a neat row of porcelain vases by the door, and pursed his lips.

"Do those women often treat you like that?"

Gan Mu didn't dare to look at him, and said, "No."

"Why did they pour you wine?" Gan Luo put the broom on the door, stepped into the room, and sat on the edge of the table casually, "How dare they..."

"I heard that there is a rare thing in the palace, so I came to see it, but it turned out to be a blind man. Do you think they will be happy?" Gan Mu frowned and patted his waist, "Move away, and sit on the paper. Be careful ink."

Gan Luo snorted: "It's just that the stinky emperor can't pay attention to them at this moment. If they are going to be stabbed out, they will be beheaded. Do you believe it?"

"I believe it." Gan Mu looked at him helplessly, then patted his shoulder, "Be good."

"I heard from them that you were placed under the Prime Minister's department. So what are you doing now?"

"Write a tune. That's all I can do."

Gan Luo remembers that Gan Mu's martial arts studies are also quite good, and he is also full of knowledge, so why can he only do this?

Gan Luo glanced at Gan Mu again, and took a closer look, only to find that the warm color on his face was just the reflection of the white skin from the candlelight.

He jumped off the edge of the table, lay on the table and tilted his head to look at his brother: "Brother, what's wrong with you?"

"...What's the matter?" Gan Mu's mouth was slightly tensed, and he was randomly arranging the creased papers, "it's nothing."

"I remember that when you left Qinzan, your body was obviously not very weak. But your hands are so cold."

"...Luo Luo, I came to Minghan, do you think I'm here to play?" The papers were carefully put into the cylinder one by one for him, and he threw them into the painting jar casually, and glanced at his neckline , Stretching out his hand to adjust the clothes on his chest, "Being held hostage by others, there is no reason to eat and drink."

"Brother, I will take you back sooner or later." Gan Luo said, "Since you don't want to be emperor, then, tell me, how about giving you a prince? What title do you like?"

"Luo Luo, the ground you are stepping on now is Minghan's soil," Gan Mu said in a low voice, and sighed, "Speak carefully."

Gan Mu wanted to cry as fast as he could, crying for Minghan's self back then, crying for the self who had lived through more than ten years of hard life, crying for his reduced prince to a luthier, and crying for his younger brother who is still young.

But Gan Luo was like sending charcoal in the snow, a good medicine for his heartache. It only made his eyes red and his nose sore, but he couldn't cry, but wanted to laugh instead.

Only Gan Luo can make him feel like he is still in Minghan more than ten years ago, as if he is still a little brother who wants to pretend to be an adult even though he is young.

Gan Mu looked at Gan Luo's innocent face, touched his cheek in ecstasy, and murmured: "Luo Luo... you are still Luo Luo... it's really... great..."

"……Um."

In the afternoon, Gan Mu put on his mask.Although the mask was well-made, it was very strange. The visible parts of the eyes were sealed by high-quality materials, so it was not very convenient for him to move.

Gan Luo lay on the side, watching Gan Mu sort out the music he had written earlier with ease, took out the pen again, and hurriedly grinded the ink for him.

"Thank you. Luo Luo, if you want to eat pastries, you can go to the back room to get them. The middle row in the cabinet is the third from the left."

"Brother, do you want anything?" Gan Luo yawned and slumped on the edge of the table like a lazy cat.

Gan Mu paused, turned his face to the side and shook his head, took out a pen and dipped it in ink, shook the pen with his fingertips, and said, "I don't want anything. It's good that you're here."

He wrote a few strokes, then suddenly said: "By the way, did those women make things difficult for you?"

The queen mother of the two of them left early, and now that the old emperor is dead, if you really want to talk about it, they are also helpless.Gan Mu felt chills all over when he thought about the old emperor's death.Gan Luo must not move too much in the court, and she must have secretly contacted the eldest princess. Once the old emperor died, how could Chen Guifei, mother and son, who had been eyeing the successor and the throne before, easily let the lonely Gan Luo go.

Besides, although Concubine Chen's lineage has been cleared up, there are already concubines in the harem who agree with her, and I don't know what kind of tricks they have left behind.

Gan Luo sneered and said: "No. What is the third child? His schoolwork is not as good as mine, and he knows nothing about government affairs. What's more, with his aunt watching, I don't know that his old lady was buried up to her neck by the medicine soil. .”

"Luo Luo has learned a lot, and can protect herself." Gan Mu smiled, but his face did not look completely happy.Probably the younger brother who I had been looking forward to not playing insidious tricks finally did this kind of thing. It was like the saplings I had been taking good care of before had left my pruning and pulled out messy branches. It grew lush, but after all it was not I want it.

"...Gan Si and the others are very good. I entrusted my aunt to take care of them."

Hearing Gan Luo's eager voice to explain, Gan Mu didn't hold back, and burst out laughing with a "poof".

"Luo Luo has really grown up."