Agent Leng Fei: Playing with the Heartless Emperor

Chapter 154 I, the Son of Heaven, will never lose!

Why after the heart-pounding, life-and-death, there is still constant pain, pain, unspeakable, scratching the bone and piercing the heart, so that the original scars continue to be cruelly torn apart.

In the hazy light and shadow, Jun Liyang's face seemed to have lost all sorrows and joys. After the bone-piercing pain, it was like an autumn lake with all its glitz and glamour, calm and relieved, her voice gradually blurred, and her hands tore his clothes buttons, but she could still I can hear clearly that there is always a word in the obscure whisper, Shang——

Yes, this feeling has become a tragedy.

He approached her face, wanting to tell her cruelly that he was Jun Liyang.

Before he could get close, that fiery feather-like kiss fell over. She hugged his neck tightly, wanting the only lingering at this moment, as if she was holding on to the only hope in her life, and she refused to let go again, " Shang, I never knew—no matter what happened—you would never abandon me—"

Every word is like a knife, every word is like a blade, tearing Jun Liyang's heart apart.

Jun Liyang forcibly pulled her away, carried her behind her back, and let her do whatever she wanted.

The moonlight made the slender figure extraordinarily clear, the faces of the two in the water were entangled in a hazy trance, the black hair blended together, and the ripples were intoxicating, but it was wind returning to the moon and cold, and it was just like a dream.

She tore at the buttons of his clothes, speaking softly and pitifully, with only one word on her lips, eyes, eyes, and heart, "Shang—"

He carried her behind his back in a protective posture, his brows were desolate, and his lips were like snow, but in the end he said, "I'll take you home—"

On the Golden Luan Hall, the emperor sat with his forehead supported, and his servant Sun Ping stood to one side.

Since the end of the late dynasty, the side hall over there was on fire, and the emperor kept this posture from beginning to end, seemingly sleeping but not sleeping, but he could see a little tiredness between his brows in the hazy light and shadow.

Sun Ping saw the little eunuch rushing outside, fearing that he would offend the emperor at this time, he hurriedly made a gesture of silence, and retreated quietly, but when he came back, his face was full of worry, the palace tonight more than.

After hesitating again and again, he finally spoke, "Your Majesty, there was a dispute between the guards of Suzaku Gate and King Li, and King Li hid the female relatives in the sedan chair."

It took a long time for the emperor to say slowly, "What's the attitude of King Li?"

Sun Ping trembled, "Going back to the emperor, Li Wang didn't say anything, the servants of the palace have already injured four guards—a large number of imperial guards are being transferred to Zhuquemen to prevent—"

Sun Ping didn't dare to speak any more—he raised his voice in one breath, and the atmosphere was dignified, like this obscure palace.

Thinking of the first emperor's emphasis on brotherhood and family, if it was tonight—even the spirit in heaven would not be at ease, but how could a slave say such words.

Everything is in the king's hands, thunder and storm are just in the palm of your hand, brothers turn against each other, blood stains the court, all in an instant.

His heart was suspended with the emperor's gradually clenched fingers, as if for an instant, but also for a long time.

Until the emperor raised his head, he said calmly, "You go and deliver the decree, King Li has received my oral decree, just let him go."

"The slave follows the order—" Sun Ping knelt down and breathed a sigh of relief, "The emperor is wise."

After Sun Ping left, the emperor slowly got up, Jun Liyang won, father, you are so happy——

Turning around and walking towards the outside of Jin Luan, the faint smile in the eyes covered the obscure abyss, since you love so much, it would be nice to watch her die in your arms.

Biquancao, concubine mother, this is the only thing you did that comforted your son. You should have thought of it a long time ago. If she dies because of me, there is no perfection in dying because of you. Jun Liyang, have you really won? ?
I, the Son of Heaven, will never lose!

(End of this chapter)