Summon Qunhao

Chapter 378 [Big Marriage ([-])]

"I am coming."

"Senran..." Chen Xiaofeng's voice sounded in the courtyard, looking a little cold.

Because of the coldness of the yard, and because no one responded to him.

But he knew that there was someone in this yard, his own younger brother, the number one swordsman in the world, Chen Xiaoju, was in this yard.

The weather today is not good, it looks like it is going to snow, it is not suitable for traveling, and he should not have come out.

Not only because he is the emperor, he shouldn't walk around casually, and it's not just because the current situation is chaotic and there are dangers everywhere.

More importantly, today was supposed to be his big wedding day, and he should be wearing the most solemn and festive attire, waiting in the palace for the welcoming team to pick up his future queen.

However, he seemed to be completely unaware of that incident. Not only did he not even wear the wedding clothes, he didn't even wear the emperor's regular clothes, but he came out wearing the white clothes he wore when he was a prince. Carrying a jug of wine in his hand, with loose hair, he walked slowly on the stone road in this small courtyard with a completely unrestrained appearance.

He walked up to a room and said to the room: "Senran, I know you are inside, open the door quickly, brother is here."

"..." After a long time, Chen Xiaoju's voice came from the room, saying, "If Brother Huang wants to kill me, just send someone a letter, I will finish it myself, and there is no need to come to the door in person."

"What nonsense are you talking about? As an older brother, how could he want to kill his younger brother?" Chen Xiaofeng scolded in a reproachful tone, then laughed again and said, "Senran, open the door, I brought the sweet-scented osmanthus I brewed myself Niang, do you still remember, when I was brewing that year, I told you that I would be the first to drink with you when I got out of it."

The door finally opened silently.

Chen Xiaofeng took a step forward and saw Chen Xiaoju sitting in the dark room without lighting the lamp.

He couldn't see Chen Xiaoju's expression.

"Is there a wine glass?" Chen Xiaofeng sat cross-legged on the ground without any appearance of an emperor, and put the wine jug on the table.

Chen Xiaoju didn't answer, and saw two wine glasses flying up from the table, and they were placed on both sides of the jug very securely.

"Come, have a taste." Chen Xiaofeng filled the two wine glasses.

Immediately, the room was filled with the smell of sweet-scented osmanthus.

Chen Xiaoju picked up a glass of wine, sniffed it, and finally said, "Have you been poisoned?"

"Why are you drunk today without drinking?" Chen Xiaofeng said as if he was taken aback for a moment.

Chen Xiaoju shook her head, didn't speak any more, just drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.

Chen Xiaofeng also drank the wine in the glass, and then smiled happily: "Today, I am very happy, do you know why?"

Chen Xiaoju shook her head, but still did not speak.

"You grew up with me, you should know what my greatest ideal is." Chen Xiaofeng poured himself another glass of wine and drank it down.

"The world is unified." Chen Xiaoju said.

The world is united.

The so-called unification of the world here does not mean to put the broken mountains and rivers back together, although judging from the current situation, this is exactly what Chen Xiaofeng needs to do.

But when he was very young, Da Chen was rich all over the world, he didn't have to do this at all, and he didn't have the opportunity to do so.

What he said at that time, the unification of the world he thought of was to truly control the whole world in the hands of the emperor, instead of being divided among various families, powerful martial arts families, and people with the best martial arts in the world.

Martial art is a disgusting thing.

This is Chen Xiaofeng's fear of not being able to practice martial arts since he was a child, and it is also the goal he has fought for all his life.

Control martial arts under the imperial power.

Step by step, from the prince to the emperor, from being rich all over the world to breaking the world.

Everything is his child in the game.

What he wanted was not such a world, and the coming of the vampire gave him this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Now, ten years later, everything is finally coming to an end.

And the day is today, maybe when the heavy snow falls, everything will be over.

In Gusu.

Since then, the world has been unified, truly prostrate at the feet of the emperor.

If you think about it this way, he will be the last one.

Chen Xiaoju.

As the number one swordsman in the world, the emperor is fully qualified to see him off.

As a younger brother, there is no problem with my elder brother coming to see him off for the last time.

Thinking about it this way, it’s not bad.

"Brother..." He stopped calling him Emperor Brother, he called him Brother, he poured himself a second glass of wine, drank it, and said, "People in the world don't understand why, I would be so determined to do this for you." Your allegiance, obviously, I am the one who should be the emperor most, what I told my father is that I don't like to be an emperor, I only like swords, this sentence is correct, but not all, then you know , the remaining part, what is it?"

"I don't know." Chen Xiaofeng shook his head and looked at him with burning eyes.

"Because you are my brother." Chen Xiaoju also looked at him, "I will never forget that when we were young, in winter, we were only four or five years old, and we were driven into the snow by an old nanny sent by the empress. , After just one night, if my brother hadn’t hugged me and blocked all the snow, I would have died. From then on, I swore that my life belonged to my brother, even if my brother told me to die, I don't even blink."

"Is that so?" Chen Xiaofeng was silent for a while, stopped laughing, just stroked his wine glass, and whispered, "I don't even remember."

"Brother, really, no matter what you ask me to do, I won't blame you, but you..." Chen Xiaoju drank the third glass of wine, "If you really want me to die, you should tell me."

"Senran, it's my brother who is sorry for you." Chen Xiaofeng looked guilty, "But you believe me, I really don't want you to die."

"Come on, today, we brothers will not get drunk all the time, and I will make amends for you." He said and poured wine for Chen Xiaoju again.

Chen Xiaoju didn't let him fall, but said: "Brother, don't worry, I won't go to Gusu. You are getting married today, you should go back to the palace and wait, you shouldn't be here, otherwise it would be out of order."

"Xiaoju...you really misunderstood me." Chen Xiaofeng smiled wryly, as if he was really misunderstood, so he had to pour himself a glass of wine, then got up, walked to the window, and opened it.

The sky outside the window was gray, the air was already a little chilly, and it was really about to snow.

"It's really going to snow." Chen Xiaofeng said, pouring a glass of wine out of the window, as if paying homage to something.

Chen Xiaoju stared at the neatly placed long swords on the table, and stopped talking.

　Second more.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)