I’m Determined To Be the Dark Moonlight

Fu Shou was dumbfounded.

What's the matter, why is the knife in the assassin's hand broken? Why is His Majesty still sleeping in Yingjieyu's arms? Why, why is the atmosphere so unnerving!

He glanced at the assassin, and found that the assassin was even more stupid than him, his face was pale, and he stayed where he was, as if he was frightened.

"Take this traitor down soon!"

The guards rushed up and tied the assassin. The assassin did not resist until he was **** by Wu Hua.

Fu Shou noticed that when the assassin got out of the car, his legs were still shaking, and he was almost unable to walk. Fu Shou felt strange in his heart. He knew that such assassins were all dead soldiers, dead soldiers, professionally trained and generally not afraid, unless...

What the **** is going on in this car?

Wei Ying asked in a low voice, "Is everything done outside?"

Her voice was very soft, but Fu Shou froze in her heart and felt a great pressure: "Niang Niang, the assassins have all been captured, and they wanted to be arrested and interrogated, but they bit the poison pill in their mouths and committed suicide!"

Wei Ying nodded: "They are all dead soldiers, and they are ready to die. Even if they drag on for interrogation, they will definitely not be able to ask anything."

Fu Shou took a careful look at her, met her shallow eyes, and lowered his head again.

For some reason, he was even more frightened than when facing His Majesty, even though he was just a little Jieyu in front of him. At least to His Majesty, he knew that the little emperor looked ruthless, but he was soft-hearted towards his own people.

But he couldn't "touch" the girl in front of him, and when he looked at the girl, he felt like he was being seen clearly. The girl's eyes were indifferent, as if she was looking down at all beings from above, and some small movements could not escape her eyes.

Fu Shou lowered his eyes and dared not look directly at her, he just felt that it was right and right.

Wei Ying looked at the little emperor who was sleeping soundly, and said lightly, "Continue to the paddock."

Fu Shou asked, "Aren't you going to tell Your Majesty?"

Weiying: "No need." After a pause, she said, "I'll tell her when she wakes up."

Fu Shou nodded, got out of the car, and ordered the convoy to continue. He was the **** in charge of the palace, and he stepped down from the dragon carriage. Everyone thought that this was His Majesty's intention and would not stop there.

After sitting for so long, Wei Ying was also a little sleepy. She looked at the emperor in her arms, put her chin on her head, and closed her eyes comfortably against the mottled sunlight leaking from the window carved with dragons and phoenixes.

After getting ten points of fusion, she soon had another dream.

This time I dreamed of another child.

Yue Qinghui when she was a child had similar eyebrows and eyes when she grew up, but her cheeks were pink and tender, like a white dumpling. Very cute.

It was probably the summer of the sixteenth year of Qingyuan, when the sun in the sky was scorching hot, and the green vegetation was scorched to the ground.

She heard a knock on the door and saw a girl carved by jade snow at the door.

"Senior sister!" The little girl rushed towards her and flew into her arms like a swallow.

Weiying hugged her tightly, hugged her, carried her to the stone table under the vine trellis, picked up a cane, and asked with a cold face, "Run out alone?"

The little kid didn't realize the seriousness of the problem, and muttered: "No one! The uncle on the road is so nice to me!"

Wei Ying picked up the cane and, without saying anything, held her down and slapped her. The child pouted, wriggled around on the table, and cried and cried. However, the woman behind her was ruthless and unmoved at all, and continued to fight.

"Wow woohoo-hic."

Xiaoyue Qinghui suddenly stopped crying.

Wei Ying thought she was really hurt, so she stopped quickly, "Did I hit hard?" She lowered her eyes, and suddenly realized what Yue Qinghui was looking at. In the mottled light, she followed the girl's eyes and saw Zang Child behind a vine trellis.

Facing those deep black eyes, even in a dream, Wei Ying's heart seemed to be scorched by sparks and trembled.

As a child, Yun Shao was very beautiful, too beautiful, like a stiff and pale puppet. Black glass beads were inlaid in the eye sockets, and he looked at her blankly. The sun shone down from her side, illuminating everything around her, leaving her alone.

At the moment when the eyes met, the child's eyes flashed with light, "showing" some human emotions, and hid behind the pergola in a panic.

Not like a dummy anymore.

When Wei Ying woke up, the emperor was still curled up in her arms, sleeping soundly, her pale cheeks flushed slightly, her long eyelashes hanging down quietly, and a few strands of hair scattered on her cheeks, reflecting in the sunlight. "Shoot" out a gorgeous luster like malachite.

Wei Ying looked down at her for a long time, the corners of her mouth curved, the emperor now is also very beautiful, delicate and gorgeous, but not as gloomy as when she was a child, she knows how to pretend to be pitiful, how to lie, and how to be flattering.

She suddenly felt that the emperor was like a delicate doll, and only in front of her would the clockwork start and become alive and vivid.

An hour or two later, Yun Shao woke up.

She blinked slowly, and found that she was still leaning on one side of the carriage, while Weiying sat on the other side and read a book with her eyes down.

Yun Shao was a little annoyed and wanted to talk more with Yingying in the car, but these days are too tired and it is rare to relax beside Yingying, so he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Time flies so fast, so angry.

She loosened her collar and rubbed against Wei Ying sticky, speaking in a nasal voice, "Yingying, what book are you reading?"

Wei Ying took the book to the side, tilted her head and smiled: "It's just a storybook, Your Majesty, I want to tell you something."

Yun Shao's eyes widened and he looked at her innocently, not realizing what she would say next: "What's the matter?"

Wei Ying: "The assassin came just now."

The emperor's smile instantly solidified on his face: "Huh?"

She was startled, her small mouth opened slightly, her eyes were round, and her cheeks were still bright red when she woke up.

All in all, it looks silly and cute.

Wei Ying couldn't help pinching her face, and continued without changing her expression: "But don't worry, Your Majesty, you have been caught at this moment."

The emperor breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at her in shock: "I-Did I sleep too much? What's wrong with Yingying?" She thought for a while, and her worried heart calmed down, and said slowly: "The assassin must not have been here. The car was stopped by the guards."

Wei Ying: "No, the assassin is here."

emperor:! ! !

Pupil Earthquake.

She rushed over to flip over Wei Ying's clothes: "Is Yingying okay? I, how come I don't know."

Weiying smiled, put her hand on her shoulder, and the other hand pinched her wrist where she was pulling her clothes, and said with a smile, "But it's not a big problem, um, the assassin's problem is a big one."

Hope the assassin can come out of the shadows and get a new life.

The blush on Yun Shao's face gradually subsided, and her pale complexion was restored. She raised her tearful eyes and glanced at Wei Ying, her hand holding Wei Ying's sleeve trembled slightly. She opened her mouth several times, as if she wanted to say something, but nothing came out.

After a long while, Yun Shao came over, pinched his brows, hugged Weiying quietly, buried it in her neck, and said softly, "Why didn't Yingying call me up?"

Wei Ying: "It's not a big problem. Besides, it's rare for His Majesty to sleep so well."

Yun Shao's body was trembling slightly, but he didn't speak. He just greedily sucked Wei Ying's breath and felt the warm body temperature under her clothes, so he slowly relaxed.

Wei Ying could feel the person in her arms trembling slightly, tangled for a moment, put her hand on her back, "touched" her thin bones, and patted it twice. "Don't worry, Your Majesty, it's all right."

Yun Shao said "um" and said in a muffled voice, "When you encounter this kind of thing, when you encounter this kind of thing... Yingying has to talk to me."

When the emperor woke up, he got up and went outside the car to ask about the Fushou assassin.

The assassins who came just now were a group of men in black with tall stature. After the assassination failed, they all took poison and committed suicide. After undoing the black cloth on their faces, the guards found that they were all from Beijue.

When Yun Shao heard the news, he sank his brows and raised his voice: "Bei Jue?"

Fushou nodded. Beijue has always been arrogant and domineering, and the envoy Beijing last time could see that they had no intention of negotiating peace at all, and only wanted to declare war with Dasheng. It is not surprising to do such a thing.

Yun Shao stood outside the car, his face "showing" the "color" of thinking.

At this time, the car was traveling to the wilderness, and there were golden millets and wheat everywhere. The autumn wind leaves, and the golden waves roll.

The emperor looked at the golden fields and looked at it for a long time before asking softly, "Has anything happened to Yingying, Yingying?"

Knowing that she would ask this, Fu Shou smiled and said, "As soon as the slave was in the carriage, he saw the empress hugging your majesty, and it didn't look like she was in trouble. She also asked the servant to be quiet, so as not to disturb your majesty."

The corners of Yun Shao's mouth couldn't help turning upwards, and wrinkled his sleeves, thinking of something, he asked inexplicably, "What about the assassin?"

Fu Shou paused for a moment before slowly saying, "Assassin...the knife is broken."

Knife broke?

broken?

Yun Shao frowned, many question marks appeared on his little head, and looked at Fushou suspiciously.

Fu Shou hurriedly used his personality to guarantee that he was absolutely right, the assassin was broken!

"It's nothing to be afraid of when you think about coming to Beijue," Fushou nodded and said, "Even the stabbing knives are of such inferior quality. When we fight, maybe the soldiers will break when they fight with knives, and we will win in Dasheng!"

Yun Shao pressed his eyebrows and asked him to bring up the broken blade, curved his fingers, and flicked on the blade lightly. The crisp sound of Jin Ge sounded, the sharp blade trembled slightly, and when the sun shone, it flashed a dazzling cold light.

She looked at it. Although this knife is not a peerless sword, it is made of fine steel and obviously will not be easily broken. From the analysis of the fracture and the curling on the blade, it was broken because it touched a heavy object.

Yun Shao thought, the smile on his face became brighter and brighter, he turned around and got back into the car, hugging Weiying.

Wei Ying was taken aback by her unexpected warm embrace, "Your Majesty?"

Yun Shao smiled "Yeah", rubbed his head against the delicate skin between the girl's neck, and said with a smile, "I knew that Yingying is a **** in the sky!"

All kinds of miracles, all kinds of miraculous, if not the blessings of heaven and man, how come such handwriting?

Wei Ying pretended to be sad: "But everyone says I'm a demon concubine."

Yun Shao raised his head suddenly, his eyes became cold, and he said blankly, "Don't be sad, Yingying, they won't be able to say anything soon."

Wei Ying groaned in her heart, for fear that the emperor was unhappy and wanted to kill someone, she quickly said that she was just joking, and after a long time of coaxing, the emperor snorted softly and promised not to pursue this matter, but in return, Yingying Hold her for an hour.

Wei Ying pursed her lips, thinking to herself, it's too hard to be a demon concubine.

But the emperor raised his face and smiled triumphantly, the mottled sunlight illuminated around her, and floating dust could be vaguely seen in the beam of light.

Wei Ying suddenly remembered the child in her dream, standing there silently, the golden sunlight was flowing away from her and refused to fall on the girl. Wei Ying raised her eyes, the sun shone on her brows and her eyelashes were covered with broken gold.

After all, she stretched out her hand and wrapped the nephrite jade in front of her.

Since the sun refuses to fall on the emperor, she should hug the emperor, anyway, she has light on her body.