"Your Majesty..." Sufeng lowered his head slightly, his slightly curly hair hanging lightly in front of his forehead, and he sighed bitterly. A generation of heroes, uttering such bitter sighs, can't help but make people feel heartbroken and feel pity.
Fu Heng lowered his head and looked at him, and said softly: "Sufeng, everyone lives for what they think is worth it. You Sufeng, to Yu Gu, is the one worth it. Compared with you, what is the world?" Serious? At worst, I won’t be the co-owner of this world.”
Sufeng was startled, his pupils trembling slightly.
Fu Heng paused for a moment, then continued: "Didn't you tell me that I wish you to be like the stars and the moon, shining brightly every night? How can you live up to the shining stars and the moon?"
Sufeng looked at him, her eyes trembled slightly in the wind, and her eyelids were slightly red. She suppressed the pain in her heart and choked out: "Your Majesty... without the starlight, the bright moon will be brighter."
"If there are no stars and moon in the sky, what is the sky?" Fu Heng lowered his eyes and looked at him tenderly. His long eyelashes were soft and weak, and his brows were full of spring breeze, as if the spring breeze could turn all pain into rain.
His little tenderness is slowly healing the scars in his heart, and he is the panacea for his life.
Fireflies lit up the night sky gently, surrounding the two of them, while reeds fluttered and swirled in the wind.
He is an arrogant lunatic in troubled times. He retreats from the realm of life and death and refuses to attack the city in order to prove his loyalty to him time and time again. The stars turn north and move thousands of troops to prove the vast love and meaning.
He is a regent who kills decisively. He fights on the battlefield with an iron horse and an iron blade in his hand. Tens of thousands of bones lie on the corpse, but he still has a tiger in his heart and smells the roses carefully. Don't turn millions of lives into ashes, show mercy to the common people with tenderness, and show them loyalty. In the turbulent times, amid the flames of war and the billowing smoke of wolves, the iron armor is dyed red with blood, but he must be protected throughout his life.
Dream back.
The heavy palace door was opened, and the vermilion palace door was filled with golden bricks and green tiles. That was the first time Sufeng walked into the palace. He was still young at that time, but he was still a calm person.
His little hand was firmly held by the old prince, and the eunuchs and palace people followed behind. They passed through corridors one after another. The splendor of the palace dazzled Xiao Sufeng.
Suddenly, he heard the sound of fighting in the distance, and saw a group of young princes playing bamboo balls there. A white-haired boy was excluded by them, perhaps because he was born with white hair and was regarded as an alien by them.
The first time Sufeng saw the child, she thought he was very beautiful. He stood alone by the red wall, looking so young and cute.
The old prince pointed at the children and said to Xiao Sufeng: "Sufeng, these are your Majesty's princes. One of them will inherit the throne in the future."
"Prince? Is that the one with white hair too?"
"yes."
"She looks so cute...is she a girl?"
"He is a boy, the fifth prince of His Majesty the Emperor."
"The fifth prince... he is really beautiful!"
"Who created her beautiful face, and her charming bones are made by nature. Her mother is a beauty. Unfortunately, she is too delicate and frail to bear the dragon's kindness, so she has already passed away."
"Father, why is his hair white?"
"Because his mother has white hair!"
Sufeng stood in the corridor and looked at the young Fu Heng from a distance. He looked so pitiful and lonely.
"Sufeng, you will be the one who protects the royal family in the future. Whoever you want to protect, just
Hold his hand tightly. "
As soon as the old prince finished speaking, Emperor Fu Jiang came over with his concubines. The old prince took Su Feng's hand and walked towards the emperor.
The sunlight shines through the red pillars, and the sunlight hits Sufeng gently. The light melts the figure standing next to the red wall. The white pear blossoms are scattered in the courtyard, blown by the wind, and they are confused. caught Sufeng's eyes.
When the little princes saw the emperor coming, they all rushed to find their father to act coquettishly and ask for sweets.
Xiao Fu Heng stepped forward, squatted on the ground, awkwardly picked up the bamboo ball, put it in his hands and played with it. The bell tied to the bamboo ball made a crisp sound.
A shadow blocked the light in front of him. He raised his young face and looked at the person blocking the sunlight.
It was a boy who was taller than him and looked a few years older than him. Wearing a black brocade robe and a crown, she reached out and handed him a candy and said, "Here you go."
Sufeng thought that this white-haired little prince really didn't know how to please people. When the other princes saw the emperor, they all rushed to please him and act cute, but he was like a fool who only knew how to pick up a kid who was being loved by others. Throw away bamboo balls.
Fu Heng stood up, holding the bamboo ball in his baby-fat little hands. He looked at the boy who was taller than him against the light. He blinked and did not reach out to pick up the candy.
The two of them were facing each other with big eyes and small eyes. Sufeng noticed that Fu Heng's weak body was trembling slightly in the wind.
White pear blossoms fell on him, and the wind gently blew his white hair. He looked so weak and helpless.
He is a dignified fifth prince, but he is so cowardly that he is even afraid of a strange boy. It is not difficult to guess that he must be used to being bullied.
Sufeng knew that he actually wanted to pick up the piece of candy, because his beautiful big eyes would move down from time to time, secretly glancing at the candy in his hand, but his expression was pretending to be stubborn.
This is the golden agate candy given to him by the emperor. It is extremely precious and even the royal palace does not have it. Fu Heng, as the fifth prince, logically must be able to eat it often, but his eyes were still full of incomparable longing. It can be seen that he, a prince who does not know how to please the emperor, must rarely eat this food that he should often eat. All the sugar you can eat.
Sufeng stepped forward, peeled off the candy wrapper, and opened the golden agate candy.
The candy is coated with a layer of crystal clear yellow icing sugar, exuding a sweet scent of osmanthus. It shines like honey in the sun. It really looks like an agate bead. It looks like It looked delicious, so he put the golden agate candy into Fu Heng's mouth.
Holding the bamboo ball, Fu Heng was stunned for a moment, but was soon seduced by the taste of the candy and licked the rich and sweet candy with the tip of his tongue.
He held the sweet candy in his mouth, looked up at him, puffed out his cheeks, and said in confusion: "But this candy was given to you by your father..."
He refused to eat it because the candy was given to Sufeng by the emperor. It was a gift that belonged to Sufeng and he could not take it away.
Sufeng smiled and said, "I don't like eating sweets."
Fu Heng tilted his head and looked at Sufeng dubiously.
Sufeng took a step forward, took his chubby little hand, and said with a smile: "Let's go, brother will take you to play football."
Little Fu Heng nodded vigorously, looking at the big brother who was even taller than him immaturely, and was given a candy by him in a daze.
Ran away.
The pear blossoms fell, time flew by, and a few more years passed.
The study room of the Prince's Mansion.
Sufeng, wearing golden armor and carrying an arrow box on his back, rushed in. Today the emperor organized an archery competition, and he won the first prize and received a reward from the emperor.
The servants were all very excited when they saw him walking in so handsomely.
However, he didn't seem happy because he didn't see the person he wanted to see at the archery range. He picked up his bow and hurried towards the old prince's study, where he was indeed sitting and writing calligraphy.
He put down the bow in his hand and said anxiously: "Father, where is the cute little prince of the emperor's family?"
The old prince wrote calligraphy slowly and asked without looking back: "Who?"
"It's the one with white hair." He looked at the old prince anxiously. His slow look really made him anxious.
The old prince raised his head, thought for a while, and then said: "The fifth prince, I heard that he was sent to the First Divine Continent to study."
Xiao Sufeng, who was dressed in armor, widened his eyes and opened his mouth. He said in disbelief: "Huh? The First Divine Continent is so far away! Why send him to study in such a far place? Isn't there a master in the palace? ?”
"It's better to go far away. For that child, this may be the best protection for him!" The old prince put down the wolf brush in his hand and looked at the written words.
That year, Sufeng saved a whole jar of golden agate candies for Fu Heng, which was given to him by the emperor when he won the championship in horseback riding and archery. He was not willing to eat any of them and left them all to him.
It's a pity that many years have passed. When the cute little prince of the emperor's family came back, everything was different. The young and weak child had learned to hide his heart and no longer easily trust anyone.
In order to protect himself, he turned into a knife with hidden edge. You never know when he will come out of his body or hurt others.
… …
Ah...is this a dream? Is it a nightmare?
The realm of life and death, the palace of the regent.
The palace carved with white jade exudes a layer of crystal-white light in the night, as if covered with a thin layer of frost.
The south wind gently blew open the window, falling on the faces of the sleeping people in the house. The flower vines hanging by the window were floating gently, exuding a faint fragrance.
"Demon Town Museum"
Sufeng, who was sleeping on the bed, had sweat all over his forehead, and his long, slightly curly hair was stuck to his forehead with sweat. His thick eyebrows were furrowed deeper and deeper, and he felt a surge in his heart.
A thin layer of thin sweat was now covering his Adam's apple, like white satin soaked by water. Suddenly, a strong demonic aura, like a vine, slowly ran up his neck.
"ah--"
He roared, sitting up from the bed panting.
"Your Highness the Regent, what's wrong with you?" The two guards guarding the door hurriedly ran in to take a look and saw that something was not right with the Regent.
There were waves of black demonic breath flowing around his neck, and his whole body was trembling. His pupils suddenly turned red, his lips turned blue, and he held his head and wailed.
Guard A asked: "Your Highness the Regent, what's going on?"
Guard B said: "I don't know, I seem to be possessed by something. Go and call someone quickly!"
Guard A looked at the scene in front of him and was so frightened that his legs trembled. He hurriedly said: "I...I'll go call someone right now!"
