Fu Heng's beautiful eyes were filled with an angry sense of brokenness. He gritted his teeth and said, "He is my brother after all. I don't want to do anything too cruel!"
Sufeng said in a deep voice: "You are raising a tiger to bring trouble. If the Queen Mother does not die, the troubles in Fuyuan will surely rise. Now there are many ministers in the court secretly supporting him. After all, they have ulterior motives and want to see how things will change. There are many people around, and only at this time can they seize the opportunity and choose the master. And Fu Yuan is the person they want to choose. After all, you have me by your side, and you can't allow them the opportunity to make meritorious deeds!"
Fu Heng let out a long sigh. As a king, there were too many things to worry about, which were far more complicated than he imagined. In the past few years since he became emperor, he had already felt physically and mentally exhausted. But it was not easy for his father back then.
What's more, Fu Heng only wants to be a good and accomplished emperor who can benefit the people, create his ideal prosperous country, and govern the country to be more prosperous. In this way, the responsibility on his shoulders will be even heavier. The body and mind are also getting harder and harder.
Fortunately, he had such a powerful companion as the Regent Sufeng by his side, so he could do what he wanted to do with all his ambition.
Fu Heng's eyes were half-opened, and he frowned slightly and said: "This matter...let me think about it again?????????????????????????"
After all, he was not the kind of ruthless person. He didn't want to kill his brother unless he had to.
But now that the Fourth Prince Fu Yuan is becoming more and more powerful and has reached the point where he can shake his imperial throne, no matter how unwilling he is, he has to make a choice. After all, in this game, you will die or I will live.
Fu Yuan also viewed it this way. He was not someone who was willing to just be a prince for the rest of his life. The Queen Mother's ambition is also increasing day by day. How long can he remain the emperor?
Fu Heng said: "Su Feng, in five days it will be the death anniversary of my mother and concubine. Then you can accompany me to pay homage to her!"
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"Okay!" Sufeng gently twisted the brush and painted pieces of pear blossoms on the flawless jade wall.
Fu Heng lay lazily on the dragon couch, with his slender waist half lowered. His white clothes slid down his sides, revealing a piece of white pear blossom on his back. It really aroused people's imagination! This always makes the regent uneasy, which is why the progress of the painting is so slow.
Fortunately, today I finished the painting of pear snow. Looking at the finished pear blossom, Sufeng was very satisfied. He admired it carefully and praised:
"The pear tree is full of snow falling, hidden in the deep palace.
The bright moon shines on my heart, every inch of it is lovesickness.
The evening breeze blows on the boat, and the wild geese fly north together.
Walking with you to the end of the world, the wind blows all over the sky. "
After saying that, he took the needle and started to tattoo him. When the first needle was inserted, Fu Heng felt a faint sting on his back and couldn't help but pull the white silk sheets with his hands.
"What, does it hurt?" Sufeng lowered his head and asked.
Fu Heng thought to himself, Sufeng, you bastard, it doesn't hurt, just try it!
Sufeng looked at Fu Heng's frown, looking angry but afraid to speak. He couldn't help lowering his head and laughing to himself. He stabbed a few more needles without mercy and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, no matter how painful it is, you have to endure it. I This is just the beginning!”
"I shouldn't have agreed to do this in the first place!" Fu Heng regretted a little.
Sufeng pouted and said: "Your Majesty, as the saying goes, you have no words! You promised me, how could you make a mistake?"
Fu Heng was helpless. That day in the main hall, the regent led his troops to fight off the enemy army. He rewarded the three armies and asked him what reward he wanted. The damn boy actually said that he didn't want any reward. He only asked your majesty to promise me one thing. He knew then that he had no good intentions.
He knew he was a devil, but he still agreed. Unexpectedly, he suffered the consequences. Now it's too late to regret. He is really a piece of fish on the chopping board and can only be slaughtered by others.
Fu Heng endured the stinging sensation from the tattoo and said impatiently: "Hey! Can you hurry up? You can't finish it until dawn!"
Sufeng sneered, and then said: "Hahaha! Your Majesty is really impatient. This is indeed not something that can be done in one day. It will take at least three days?"
"What? There are still three days left, I won't play with you anymore!"
Emperor Fu Heng wanted to default on his debt, so he straightened his back and prepared for an uprising.
The regent had quick eyes and quick hands. He slapped the dragon's spine behind him, then leaned over and said to him: "Your Majesty, you can't regret it, otherwise everyone in the court will know that you are an emperor who goes back on your word!"
"Gu... I'm going to go back on my word this time, okay! I won't do it anymore, I'll hurt Gu to death!"
Fu Heng looked aggrieved and struggled hard again. He was allowed to act recklessly, but the dragon's spine was still firmly pressed by Sufeng's big palm. His whole body was like a turtle pressed by a stone, with only his limbs left to pull. share.
But Su Feng still wanted to tease him deliberately, with a satisfied look on his face, a crooked mouth, a wicked smile, and whispered in his ear: "White hair like snow, beauty Like jade! Your Majesty, do you know? Your flawless white jade, embroidered with white pear blossoms, makes it even more charming and charming. It is really a sight to behold!"
As Su Feng suppressed him, the familiar smell of his body suddenly hit him, and the warmth in his palm spread throughout Fu Heng's entire body in an instant.
Fu Heng's ears felt red, and the scalding heat wave burned his heart. He was ashamed and annoyed, and turned around and said angrily: "You bastard!"
Su Feng took advantage of the opportunity to get closer, and the two looked at each other with a strong meaning.
He put down the needle in his hand, clamped Fu Heng's wrist, and exposed his white teeth, like a wild wolf showing its ferocious look towards its prey.
"Who are you calling a bastard? Yeah!"
"You!" Fu Heng turned over and resisted, trying to break free from his grasp, but Su Feng's hands were very strong, and he was no match at all, so he could only use his foot to hit his vital part hard.
Su Feng was in pain. She didn't expect that he would sneak up on her and almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, in the end, she managed to hold on to the dragon bed with one hand.
His slightly curly black hair hung lightly, sliding over Fu Heng's handsome face. He was really a beautiful person. The more flawless he was, the more people remembered him.
Sufeng gritted his teeth and laughed, with an evil expression on his face. His eyes scrutinized the disobedient prey in front of him. He pushed away the painting tools placed on the dragon couch, and the paint spilled all over the floor.
Sufeng rolled Fu Heng into the dragon bed and looked at the slightly opened red lips of the person in his arms. Those soft lips seemed to be some kind of bewitchment, which fascinated him.
Sufeng's eyes were red, and his breath was suppressed. He rubbed it patiently, and said in a slightly hoarse voice: "Your Majesty works day and night for state affairs, which makes me feel distressed. I am here to share your worries with Your Majesty! Could it be that Your Majesty Do you want to reject me thousands of miles away?"
The moment Fu Heng was brought down by him, his white feet hooked off the bed curtains, covering up the hazy mountain scenery here.
The pear trees are covered with snow, and they are hidden in the deep palace.
The bright moon shines on my heart, every inch of it is lovesickness.
The evening breeze blows on the boat, and the wild geese fly north together.
Walking with you to the end of the world, the wind blows all over the sky.
… …
nightmare.
In Fu Heng's sleep, he returned to the day when Fu Xian Emperor Bintian was there.
There was a barrier in front of the dragon bed, and the gauze was hanging lightly. The eunuch and the maid were kneeling outside. Fu Heng slowly walked in and saw Fu Jiang, who was lying on the bed and was seriously ill.
"Father..."
At this moment, Fu Jiang looked extremely weak. He looked at him with slightly lowered eyes. He tried hard to raise his trembling right hand and said:
"Heng'er, you are the least favored among Gu's five sons. Unexpectedly, Sufeng finally chose to assist you as the crown prince... You are kind-hearted and can be a wise king for a generation. But Sufeng may not be able to be yours forever. Loyal ministers and good generals..."
"It is the sign of an emperor to not tolerate the talent of a long-time talent among his ministers. As the saying goes...ahem...a mountain cannot tolerate two tigers...a country cannot accommodate two monarchs. When you cannot suppress him, if he wants to turn against you...I'm afraid it's... It’s a piece of cake, so you have to make plans in advance!”
"Father!"
Fu Heng looked at Fu Jiang with tears in his eyes. Fu Jiang's sunken eyes had lost all their sparkle and exuded a lifeless aura. He seemed to be able to see the underworld. At this moment, he still had a breath left and was drifting between yin and yang.
He struggled desperately, holding the quilt with both hands tightly, and said as he was dying: "Heng'er, you will be the emperor of Hengwu from now on. I believe you can do better than Gu...Gu! ????????? ???????Cough cough cough…”
Fu Jiang stopped coughing and gasped hard. His chest kept rising and falling, and there was a terrible sound in his chest. The sound was heavy, like a wild beast hitting his chest. He said again: "Heng'er, my father only has one thing to say. You...you...come here..."
"Yes." Fu Heng held back his heartache, knelt and moved a few steps towards the dragon couch, placing his ear against Fu Jiang's chest.
His tears wet Fu Jiang's clothes. He was crying like a child at the moment. In fact, he was not ready to take over the throne.
Fu Jiang felt a little sorry for him. His thin and frail son had been marginalized by various forces since he was a child. He had no support from his mother's clan and lived a very hard life.
Fu Jiang reached out and gently hugged his back, and patted his back twice with a father's love.
Fu Heng gritted his teeth, held back his tears, and listened to his father's last words.
Fu Jiang was so weak at this moment that he no longer had the strength to speak. His words were dissociated and vague, and he said: "Kill...kill Sufeng! Never...future trouble..."
"Kill...kill Sufeng! Never...to prevent future troubles..."
The wind chime hanging outside the door made a crisp sound, and the world suddenly fell into silence.
In an instant, he heard the sound of fighting outside the hall. He pushed open the vermilion door and saw Su Feng, who was stabbed by a sharp arrow.
His red cloak was stained with blood, flying in the flames of war, and his eyes looked at him angrily.
His face was stained with blood, and his eyes like a cheetah showed endless killing intent.
"Sufeng... Sufeng..."
Fu Heng woke up from his sleep. It was already dawn. Warm eyes shone on his bare ankles, making those white feet even more beautiful. Even the red marks on his ankles were slightly heated by the sun.
He put his hand on his forehead, which was covered with beads of sweat.
The long white hair is sticky with sweat beads, and the white eyelashes are slightly drooped, which makes the face of the beautiful king look a little gloomy.
On the day of his death, Fu Heng was dressed in plain white and a white cloak. The old eunuch beside him lowered his eyebrows and said: "Your Majesty is handsome and elegant, and he looks best in white. Looking at His Majesty's appearance, the old slave couldn't help but think of The empress that I was, she died early and did not get to see His Majesty ascend the throne as the emperor, alas..."
