Handsome Prince, Come to my Embrace

Under the hazy moonlight, the light, tired clouds slowly curled and dispersed. Other than the indistinct moon hanging high in the sky, which was still quietly guarding the palace at the highest point of the sky, a few rays of pure light would occasionally shine through the clouds.

Other than that, there was nothing else in the vast and pitch-black night sky.

The night was very quiet.

The night in the prince's mansion was unusually quiet.

At the corner of the yard, there was only one path that led to Ethereal Opening. Along the stuttering gravel road, the flourishing branches and leaves of the parasol tree were crisscrossed, seeming to reveal no gaps. The tall, thick walls were still fresh from the baptism of wind and frost, and the corners of the walls were in ruins with weeds, but no one had been able to prune them.

Because Leng Shaoyu had never allowed anyone to get close to him.

The iron door that had always been locked was now open. The two sides of the courtyard were filled with dried up 'forget-me-not'. It had been a long time since he had been here.

Leng Shaoyu stepped on the weeds that were not too deep for dark green, and slowly walked towards the closed door that had a maroon color.

He gently pushed open the door, and his heavy heart suddenly calmed down. Every time he came here, he would find a comfortable and relaxed feeling. Only by coming here could he put down the temporarily cold and heartless feeling.

The room was dark, filled with the faint shadow of the moon. He walked past and turned on the light.

Light illuminated a few traces of dust on the table. Leng Shaoyu pushed open the window, and a gentle and warm wind blew into the room. He was very satisfied with tonight's beautiful and edible moonlight.

With his hands behind his back, he walked lightly to the other side of the room's screen. Separated by the curtain of the Phoenix Dance of the Hundred Sparrow Sparrow Hawk, the faint scent of Heaven's Primrose wafted over. The white silk hanging above the ceiling slowly swayed, and on the golden table with the nine dragons coiled around it, various offerings were placed, and there was even a cup of good girl's red wine.

However, in the middle of the table, there was a tombstone made of Agarwood. The closer they got, the stronger the sandalwood's fragrance mixed with the Agarwood's fragrance became.

Leng Shaoyu's movements were light, he lowered his footsteps, lit three incense sticks, and inserted them into the mausoleum.

He gazed at the tombstone, and the warmth in his eyes became heavier and heavier. A pair of gentle eyes wished that they could melt everything in this world. His long and thin hand gently caressed the tombstone and slid along the edge of the tombstone along each scarlet letter, as if caressing his beloved girl's face.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door. Your Highness, Lord Censor has requested an audience with Minister Zuo. Your servant has already asked them to wait in the hall. "

Leng Shaoyu's tall and deep eyes creased. The hand that stopped on the tombstone only moved away after a while.

He walked out of the room, the warmth on his face fading completely.

The door opened, and there was no expression on his calm face.

Nanny Ma tidied up the sandalwood dust that had just stained his sleeves, and said: "They have come late at night to seek an audience, so they must have something important to say, so this servant … on one's own. "

"You did well."

Leng Shaoyu's voice was neither light nor heavy, any hidden feelings could not be discerned from his voice.

At this time, other than a few servants standing guard outside the door, there was also Mo Yun who was personally standing guard inside the Duke Palace's hall.

The moon had already been dyed the same black as the night sky, and it was unknown whether the invisible clouds had dispersed. The bright light from the lanterns and lanterns illuminated the sleeping trees on both sides of the courtyard.

"Your highness, the adults are inside." Seeing that the man had arrived, Mo Yun immediately went forward and bowed, and said softly.

Leng Shaoyu did not say anything and walked straight into the hall.

Two large yellow columns with dragon rings were hanging in front of the main entrance of the hall. They were the Jin Hall, written by the late emperor himself. After passing through a small hall, just as Leng Shaoyu was walking past the screen of the Pearl Wandering Dragon.

Two slightly older men hurriedly came over and bowed, respectfully addressing him as "Prince Jin".

The man simply walked over, shook off the hem of his long robe and sat at the head of the main hall. With a casual wave of his hand, the two adults understood and sat on the two sides of His Highness.

Leng Shaoyu picked up Longjing who was on the table, gently slid the lid on his bowl open and said in a neutral tone, "Go ahead."

Hearing his words, the two men sitting in the hall stood up at the same time, their expressions solemn. The Lord Wei of the Minister of the Left was the first to speak with his hands folded in front.

"Reporting to your highness, we have sent people to observe secretly that the Prime Minister's Estate has secretly hidden hundreds of thousands of soldiers. In addition, the Prime Minister has been recruiting for days, secretly keeping in touch with the King of Nanyang of Xu Prefecture, the King of Pu Ling of Yi Prefecture, the King of Victory on the left, the King of Hui En on the right, and even the vassal state within eight hundred miles of the capital."

The Central Guard walked around the table and into the hall. Both of his hands were placed in front of him. The wrinkles on his forehead were all gathered together.

"My lord, I, Lord Censor and the hundred and six other court officials all believe that the Prime Minister Yue Dongyang has ill intentions, and will definitely rebel in the future. I hope that the Prince can quickly eliminate this person. "

When the guard saw the man sitting high up, he took his time and took another step forward. "Your Highness!"

Censor Qiu Shangming also walked around the table and into the great hall. The two of them knelt down together, holding onto the table in their hands, their voices were filled with anxiety. The heart of the Prime Minister was clear as day. If he were to attack and besiege the capital, we would all be imprisoned, our Wu Zhou would not be preserved, your highness. "Your Majesty is incompetent. If Your Highness still doesn't issue any decree, I'm afraid that we courtiers and subjects deserve the spirit of the late emperor. There's no need to sue for Zhou Shi's death."

On the other hand, the man sitting in the main seat couldn't help but chuckle at Qiu Shangming's generous words.

"Censor Qiu Shangming, two dynasties elder, Minister Chen of the Left is a Lord Wei, both of you are important ministers of the dynasty, two dynasties elder. "How could he do such a stupid thing?" Leng Shaoyu pursed his lips, the beautiful voice made everyone tremble.

The two people in the audience looked at each other and lowered their heads. This official is stupid, I don't understand what you mean. "

With one hand, Leng Shaoyu loosened his collar and slowly left the main seat, walking down the main stage. " Since his intentions had been made clear, then his conspiracy could not be tolerated. "Even if the Prime Minister plotted against the king of my clan with his heavy army, before he even reached the capital, the horn of Weiyang Palace would still be blown. Along the way, the saliva of the citizens of the city would be enough to drown him to death."

The Central Guard thought for a moment before asking, "Your Highness, why are you so sure?"

"You all have witnessed the destruction of the Acropolis Kingdom with your own eyes. Do you all still need this king to remind you all?" Leng Shaoyu placed his hands behind his back and stared at them with his deep eyes.

Hearing his words, the guard silently lowered his head. The Wei Nation's rebellion was not all about the fault of the Wu Zhou. Even though the Wu Zhou was strong, the Wei Nation was a vassal state with several hundred years of history. It would not be an easy thing to overthrow it in an instant.

In this war, the people of Wei Nation were distracted, the military officials colluded with the rebel army, burnt food and fodder, attacked them from the front and back, and killed their first general, Prince Consort Wei Nation's Prince Consort Qin Muge. This caused instability in the morale of the army and internal strife in the Chinese government, which led to the destruction of the nation. However, the main point was that this person's heart had been at loggerheads for a long time, and the time and the foundation were unstable.

The people of the Wu Zhou were strong, and their bonds were strong. Just by this point, even if the Prime Minister was plotting against him, if he were to take action now, he would lose without a doubt.

"The Prime Minister has lived a life of war. He should know the pros and cons of this, but why is he doing this?" Qiu Shangming stroked his grizzled beard, the corners of his eyes knitted tight as he thought about something.

His eyes lit up and he opened them wide. "He's deliberately bluffing, luring us into a trap!"

Prime Minister Yue Dongyang was the current emperor's uncle, a relative of the royal family. If there was no solid evidence, he would definitely send troops to attack the prime minister, which would definitely arouse the people's dissatisfaction. At that time, Yue Dongyang already had sufficient reasons to defend himself. He would use this opportunity to eliminate all of them, the elderlies.

The heart of the Prime Minister was indeed vicious.

"We are all stupid. Thank you, Prince, for your advice." The Central Guard and Qiu Shangming were the late emperor's most beloved subjects, and everything they did was for the Wu Zhou to last for a thousand years.

However, which dynasty could last for a thousand years? The Acropolis Kingdom had travelled for so long, and in the end, wasn't it like the East River flowing west? Even their last princess was forced to commit suicide by jumping off a cliff, so who would dare to say that their country could last so long?

"Leave!" Leng Shaoyu had his back facing them, his tall and straight body standing beside the golden main seat, the demeanor of a king clear as day.

Qiu Shangming and the two guards looked at each other and made up their minds. Gritting their teeth, they kneeled down and kowtowed as they said: "We hope that the Prince Jin's Four Great Sons of the Leng Clan will follow the orders and take over the Wu Zhou, and inherit the rule of the Han Family."

"I hope that Prince Jin can take his place!"

"We will definitely support you as you ascend to the throne, so as to restore my Wu Zhou. I hope that the Prince Jin will follow the will of the heavens and fulfill my wish. " From the very beginning, Qiu Shangming had always had high hopes for this Fourth Prince Prince Jin and the First Prince. However, the First Prince was unlucky. He had returned from the Xuzhou region with no news of his whereabouts. From then on, it was as if he had vanished from the face of the earth. However, the current emperor was incapable, and the entire nation only had Prince Jin s that went through all sorts of difficulties to obtain it. It would be better for him to just inherit his bloodline, thus saving himself a lot of inconvenience.

"In that case, I don't want to hear it a second time. The throne could only be inherited by the royal son of heaven. Anyone who coveted it would be disrespectful to the late emperor. "You may leave!" Leng Shaoyu's righteous words were decisive and decisive, leaving the two people in the hall speechless. They could only respectfully bow and take their leave.

As long as it was something decided by the Prince Jin, you would have no right to speak up.

When the two of them left the hall, Leng Shaoyu turned around. Under the light, every silhouette of his face, every flickering deep eyes made him look so perfect and handsome. In this world, there were no other words that could describe the sinful face of a man. He shook his sleeves, placed them at his side, and sat down on the seat of honor.

Leng Shaoyu's body collapsed backwards, leaning on the soft cushion of the fox fur coat at the main seat. He didn't know why, but ever since he found out that the woman saved Yuxin, a wave of irritation rose up in his heart.

She would always think of her arrogant eyes that were filled with resentment as they stared at him.

He hated her only because she was a woman of Luo Family. This was the only reason that could make him continue to hate her.