The years when I was doing things in another world

Chapter 12
In the illusion, time passed quickly.

Jun Yuecheng was like watching flowers on a horse, almost witnessing the life of the little baby in the blink of an eye.

His life was really short, and also, really sad.

Born as an aristocrat, and even the eldest son of the empress, when he was a baby, he had already experienced the loss of his father and mother, as well as... subjugation of the country.

The child of the nobles and nobles of Tianhuang has a new identity.

The remnants of the previous dynasty.

A hundred-footed worm, dead but not stiff.

The Northern Dynasties were destroyed, but there were still old ministries left.

The old department took away the most noble blood of the royal family of the Northern Dynasty, brought him up, carefully cultivated him, and planned to restore the country.

Jun Yuecheng has watched the child's growth all the way, and knows how amazing he is, and also knows how sad he is.

He didn't want to restore the country, he didn't want to destroy the hard-won Haiyan Heqing, and he didn't want the people of the world to be displaced.

However, he couldn't directly refuse the old department that he had the grace of nurturing.

So, he quietly played a grand chess game.

Grasp the lifeline of the world's economy, make friends with the princes of the Southern Dynasty, "expose" their identities, and die alone.

The heirs of the royal family in the Northern Dynasty withered, and at the end of the dynasty, he was the only direct descendant left.

Once he died, the old tribes of the Northern Dynasty would have no leader, no hope of restoring the country, and peace in the world could be expected.

Half of the economic lifeline was handed over to the prince of the Southern Dynasty, asking him to forgive the former Ministry of the Northern Dynasty;
Half of it is reserved for the old department, as the basis for settling down and living, and for the grace of nurturing.

Everyone was fine, but he was the only one who, bearing the eternal infamy, was smashed to pieces in a political game and died without a place to bury him.

However, he is not a sad chess piece, but the chess player who laid out the game.

A person, calmly and indifferently, lays out a certain death situation for himself.

Jun Yuecheng watched all the way, and gradually retracted his previous carelessness.

Jun Yuecheng began to think, what is Xiao Jingshui's purpose for letting him see these things?
The scene changed again, Jun Yuecheng overlooked in mid-air, and saw pedestrians on the street, laughing and laughing everywhere, it was a scene of prosperity.

Haiyan and Heqing actually made Jun Yuecheng feel sad.

No one knows that their laughter is based on the death of a person.An innocent man was killed for the sake of this group of people who had nothing to do with him.

And they, perhaps they have cursed and despised him from the bottom of their hearts.

After all, it was the remnants of the previous dynasty.

But such a remnant of the previous dynasty died for a group of people who were not his people.And their lords, there are probably not many who can do this step, right?
Really, sadly and ridiculously.

The illusion did not end, and the scene in front of Jun Yuecheng changed rapidly again.

However, this is no longer someone's complete life.

Thousands of troops besieged the city, and one person stood at the gate of the city, holding an epee, and stopped the thousands of horses and thousands of troops.

The blood of the enemy army outside the city was flowing like a river, and the people in the city were in panic all day long, but it was no longer for the enemy army besieging the city, but for the guardian who fought against the enemy army and defended a city with his own strength.

"monster!"

The first one to call out this title was not the enemy army slaughtered by that man, but the people under his protection.

This title seems to be contagious. For a while, the voice of "monster" rang out.

The man turned a deaf ear, and in the end, the last enemy died under his epee.

The pitch-black epee was dripping with blood. At this time, the man who looked like a hell Shura had a fair and handsome face.

"Open the gate."

His voice was not loud, but the people in the city could hear him.However, no one is willing to move.

"That's a monster! What if he wants to kill us?"

"Can't open! Absolutely can't open!"

He heard it all, but his face remained expressionless.

　Apparently, the contract has been sent out, and the update time will be tentatively scheduled for [-]:[-] pm in the future.

　　Jiuxi has a lot of manuscripts, please feed them~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)