Chapter 108

This enthronement ceremony can be said to be full of situations. However, there is no danger, and the final result is even a little funny?

But no matter what, watching the eldest prince steadily ascend to the throne, Wei Lin and several others still breathed a sigh of relief. After the enthronement ceremony was over, all the ministers went back to their homes with happy faces.

Of course, except for General Qi Yue. Until the end of the enthronement ceremony, he could not approach Qing Yun, let alone explain anything. It seems that the boundary between ruler and subject is like an impenetrable gap that spans between him and the youth.

Although that night in Xiangzhou, they were so close.

An abrupt smoke struck in the middle of the night, and the guards outside the Emperor's bedroom fell to the ground.

A black shadow sneaked in silently.

This black shadow is naturally the big hit General Qi Yue. He has been in a state of unrest since he was deployed to the border today.

He lived like a fish in water1 at the northern border. So, naturally, he would not be disturbed because of this order but what he feared was the young man's attitude.

Did he make the youth feel threatened by bringing troops back today? Does the army in his hands scare him? Does his Xiangfeng, who he thinks is highly admirable, feel defensive towards him?

Various thoughts tangled together in Qi Yue's mind, which made him rashly do the thing of breaking into the palace at night. If the youth is a little dissatisfied with the power in his hands, he can instantly give it up in exchange for the youth's usually angry glance at him.

As soon as he stepped into the Emperor's bedroom, he heard a clear and lazy voice ringing out, "General Qi broke into the imperial palace at night and even knocked out my guards. Is it because he is dissatisfied with my orders today?"

When he heard this voice and saw the Emperor at the table, who was still correcting the documents, for some reason, Qi Yue's heart settled down. But, then, there was a trace of grievance. That day, they were extremely compatible and intimate. How can this person today so mercilessly drive him to the border?

He did not hide. He raised his hand, pulled off the black cloth covering his face, and looked at the young Emperor, and said, "You and I are already like husband and wife, so why do you want to drive me to the border?"

Upon hearing this person's aggrieved words, Qing Yun almost couldn't help but smile from her expression: "Oh? What does General Qi mean? Is it possible that I still have to make you the Empress?"

It was a joking remark, but Qing Yun saw the man's eyes light up and nodded in a serious manner: "That's good!"

Qi Yue's face was full of seriousness. He did not feel that this woman's position was an insult to him, a great General who held real power in his hands. On the contrary, he sincerely thought that the youth's proposal was good. If he was the Empress, he would naturally be able to spend time with this person day after day.

Qing Yun endured again and again or helplessly glared at the man. This stupid thing, how did you get to be the General in this life, simply shameless to the extreme.

He grunted, his face turned cold: "General Qi is so concerned about me, Yan Sa because after all, I am not a good leader. I am tyrannical and despicable, even more so than that Zhang Lin."

Listening to the slanderous words that came out of his own mouth, Qi Yue's aura became a little weaker, and his face became both apprehensive and embarrassed.

He forgot that the youth is proud and somewhat vindictive. Now, look at the cute way of narrowing his eyes to count his crimes in detail. Perhaps as early as in the beginning, he was already thinking about how to fix him up.

Seeing the cunning glint in the youth's eyes like a cat playing with a mouse, Qi Yue loved his lively appearance. Finally, he simply gave up all his dignity and fell to the ground. He knelt in front of the Emperor, hugging the man's calf through his dragon robe: "Xiangfeng, don't be angry. It's my fault, I listened to slanderous rumors, and I jumped to conclusions without checking the situation properly. Then, Xiangfeng, punish me. Put me in prison and do all kinds of torture, okay? But don't let me leave, okay?"

Looking at the man, who is both powerful and majestic in front of others, frowning and pleading with him, Qing Yun lightly hummed and lifted his foot to step on the man's belly: "If you want to be punished, a palace punishment (castration) will do."

Qi Yue's belly tightened, and then he smiled: "Xiangfeng wouldn't let that happen."

"Oh? You want to try?" Qing Yun'S cool gaze swept over a certain part of the man's body. Qi Yue immediately felt a chill in his crotch, and he immediately closed his mouth.

Seeing that the man finally quieted down, Qing Yun then continued to correct the documents.

Qi Yue also did not make a sound but took off the Emperor's shoes and socks and used internal force in his hands to gently rub the soles of Qing Yun's feet. He watched this person climb the 100 steps alone today, then his heart ached, and he could not wait to carry him up.

The atmosphere in the bedroom gradually settled down, and the last trace of apprehension in Qi Yue's heart finally also dissipated. At first, once he knew the identity of the young man and heard the decree, Qi Yue was afraid. When he thought of the youth looking at him later with a guarded gaze, Qi Yue felt that his soul was going to be painfully broken, and he wanted to cut open a heart and give it to the youth.

It is not mistrust, but the fear that comes from caring too much.

Lowering his head and kissing the white jade-like ankle in his hand, Qi Yue whispered, "Xiangfeng, would it be okay if I gave you the army?"

He thought left and right, and the only thing he could offer was the army.

"Scoff, what do I need your army for?" Qing Yun gave him a sidelong glance and kicked the man's chin nonchalantly on his foot, "You have the army, but didn't I win?"

Because I have you.

Hearing the unfinished meaning of the youth's words, some mixed emotions of gratitude and redemption surprisingly rose in Qi Yue's heart. He reverently kissed all over the youth's toes before smiling: "I have not lost either."

Qing Yun was stunned and immediately understood the intention of this man's painstaking efforts to transfer tens of thousands of troops back to the capital. He wanted to scold this man for his stupidity, but he was touched in some indefinable way.

After finishing the last document, he turned his head to look at the man who was hugging his feet but was full of happiness and asked, "The other day you hated the Grand Prince to the bone, why have you changed now? I am Xiangfeng, who is the Grand Prince and the Emperor, is there any difference?"

"Naturally, it's different." Qi Yue came closer again, smiling, "When you were Xiangfeng, I wanted to be with you in the carriage, but after watching you ascend to the throne, I most wanted to press you into the dragon chair...um!"

Before he could finish, Qing Yun kicked him in the mouth.

I knew this man never had proper behavior. If I let him have his way, then when he went to court every day...Qing Yun was so angry that she kicked the man two more times.

The two laughed for a while before Qi Yue seriously explained: "The impression I had of the Grand Prince before was only through the scouts in the capital. You were not well at that time and did not show up often. I remember when I first met you, you were only so little."

Qi Yue compared the height from the table: "The situation in the palace is complicated. The Emperor favored Concubine Shu and her son. Therefore, your situation in the palace must have been tough."

Thinking of the youth's weak body foundation and the dark wound on his leg, a trace of gloom flashed in Qi Yue's eyes. I hope the Third Prince lives more days in prison. He does not want to let him go so easily.

He kissed the young man's knee with heartache. In the past, when he didn't know that the youth was the Grand Prince, he didn't care about the Grand Prince's situation at all. He only had his heart set on the youth with whom he met, but after knowing that he was the Grand Prince Yan Sa, Qi Yue was distressed in his heart, not only because of the Third Prince but also because of Emperor Hongming.

Looking at the man's obvious double standard like this, Qing Yun couldn't help but chuckle lightly. Even though those previous bad reputation was left by the original body, the man's unreserved acceptance still made him very pleased.

The young Emperor finally showed a smile. Then, Qi Yue hit the snake with the stick 2and began to beg again: "Do not punish me to go to the north, okay? I want to stay by your side..."

"Not okay." Without any softness of heart at all, Qing Yun refused without mercy, "Do you think the Mongols are all as stupid as you are? You have transferred nearly two-thirds of the army. Where can they not see that you are not there? It is estimated that they will invade the border again in a few days. Do you want to see our border destroyed?"

Qi Yue was speechless, but he also knew that Qing Yun was telling the truth. It was also his fault for leaving the border without permission, so he could only hang his head and ears in agreement.

Looking at the man's dispirited appearance, Qing Yun finally showed a cunning smile again: "Tomorrow, you will go back to the border. Today, I give you permission to stay here."

Once he heard Qing Yun's words, Qi Yue subconsciously said, "No, today you are tired..."

"Yes, I am very tired, so you give me peace and quiet to sleep." Qing Yun got up and raised an eyebrow at the man, with a pair of phoenix eyes that vaguely showed temptation, "General Qi, change my clothes."

Looking at the exceptionally attractive young man in the imperial robe, Qi Yue's throat knot slid up and down twice. He was holding his head in his heart and wailing. He finally understood the youth's intention, which is to only let him see and not eat. He could not even quietly make a move?

Although there are all sorts of wailing in his heart, Qi Yue could not refuse any of Qing Yun's requests and could only let him tempt him while restraining himself to death.

After lying down on the dragon bed, looking at the youth's soundly sleeping face close by, Qi Yue was still crying and laughing as he sighed: "How can you be so cruel and hold a grudge like this?"

But he kissed the young Emperor's forehead and soon also fell asleep soundly.

Not mentioning the commotion of the guards who were knocked out by Qi Yue when they woke up, and the fact that Chen Bing, who found the General lying on the Emperor's bed early the next morning, had fainted from fright, Qi Yue returned from the palace and directly reorganized his army back to the border.

As Qing Yun expected, the Mongols really began to invade the border. Qi Yue unleashed all his anger from leaving the capital on these unrepentant Mongols. He was so angry that he simply included the Mongols in the territory of Great Yan with a ruthless heart.

But even so, Qi Yue did not use up three years.

In the second year of Tianyuan 3, the Northern Army won a great victory. They returned and were personally greeted by Emperor Tianyuan.

At the time of the ceremony for the soldiers, the court officials looked at General Qi, who was kneeling on the ground but was unashamedly looking at the Emperor. Oh no, it is the Marquis of Zhenbei4 They all felt the same nervousness at the time of the enthronement ceremony.

The Emperor and him certainly do not get along. If not, then how can General Qi look at the Emperor like a wolf or a tiger, as if he wants to eat people?

These two years have been extremely difficult for Qi Yue. If he had never touched the youth, never been close to him, he would not be as haunted as he is today.

But he has tasted the most beautiful taste, so once lost, it would be even more crazy. That night's experience simply became Qi Yue's nightmare. It tormented not only his body but also his heart every night.

God knows, his soul, his body, in every second of every day is incomparably longing for contact with the youth, like a fish desperate for water.

Now, looking at Qing Yun sitting on the throne, close at hand, Qi Yue simply wants to tear open his heavy and majestic dragon robe, and press him on the wide dragon chair and attack him fiercely.

As the ceremony was ending, just as Qi Yue was thinking, "Dismiss, dismiss the court", he saw Wei Lin stand up again.

Qi Yue cursed in his heart, but he knew that Wei Lin was an important official in the court, so he could only wait patiently.

He heard Wei Lin say aloud: "Since His Majesty succeeded to the throne, he has not yet selected any women, and the position of the Empress is vacant. Now that the mourning period of the late Emperor has passed, for the sake of an heir to the throne and the sake of national security, I implore Your Majesty to select a hundred ladies to fill the harem."

As soon as Wei Lin's words fell, he saw the Eunuch Chen Bing beside the Emperor, stumble, and almost lost his manners before the imperial court.

The military commander kneeling behind Qi Yue also had a weak leg and almost fell to the ground again. At this time, he and Chen Bing's brain circuits were unexpectedly matched.

Both of them wailed in their hearts: "It's over, the Emperor is going to select women, the General is going to rebel!"

The ministers in the room also found that the aura of the Marquis of Zhenbei Qi Yue changed. His bloodshot eyes with murderous intent looked at Wei Lin. The important people in the court were warring, and even Wei Lin felt bad and stopped talking.

Selecting concubines? Qi Yue's head buzzed. He had forgotten that as an Emperor, how could there be no women around him?

Jealousy instantly corroded Qi Yue's heart like the venom of a viper.

Just when the Marquis of Zhenbei was about to restrain himself from rushing over to bite Wei Lin to death, the Emperor on the throne spoke out: "Court Elder Wei's words are not enough. The country is safe and secure. There is no need for an Empress, I have the Marquis of Zhenbei."

Once the Emperor said this, the ministers found that the Marquis of Zhenbei's face instantly turned clear and even smiled like a fool. Therefore, they muttered in their hearts, is there something wrong with his brain? His emotional changes are too big, right?

Chen Bing saw the situation with his head held high. Indeed, the Emperor is worthy of being the Emperor.

But the military commander glanced at the silly smile of the Marquis of Zhenbei and sighed: deserves to fail in rebellion.

After these two years, the Marquis of Zhenbei will live a life without shame and restlessness as he wished?

Dream on.

From time to time, the court ministers asked the Emperor to select women, and there are often some small disturbances at the borders, so the Marquis of Zhenbei ran all around the north, east, west, and south.

It is reasonable to say that he should not be so active. Still, as soon as he saw the present Emperor frown slightly because of these trivial matters, his heart immediately could not be stabilized. He led the troops to fight in minutes.

If these neighboring countries are well-behaved, Qi Yue would be happy to be in the palace as his "Empress" and simply ignore them, but if you accidentally disturb the life of the "Empress", then it is to be beaten and simply be incorporated into the Great Yan.

Qi Yue only thought that this would be settled once and for all but did not think that the next time there were problems at the border, he would have to run farther away.

In short, Emperor Tianyuan was not a man of war. Still, during his reign, the territory of Great Yan was expanded by more than double. Moreover, the Emperor's reign was characterized by smooth weather, political enlightenment, and great prosperity of Great Yan, so it was also known in history as the prosperous days of Tianyuan.

The only drawback is that the Emperor has never chosen a woman in his life. The throne of the Empress has always been vacant, and the next Emperor will be chosen from the imperial family. The relationship between the Emperor and the Marquis of Zhenbei is highly complicated. History records that the two did not get along, and the Marquis of Zhenbei often had the idea of rebellion.

However, some wild reports say that the two are extremely close and often sleep in the same room. The Marquis of Zhenbei's residence is akin to an empty house.

In his later years, even when there was unrest at the border, Qi Yue did not care anymore. He almost never left Qing Yun's side, afraid that one day he would disappear.

Qing Yun appeared in his own space again. Now his spirit body is extremely solid, almost without any illusionary feeling. When he thought about it, the scene around him changed into the appearance of the Emperor's bedroom in his previous life.

Sitting on a soft couch, Qing Yun remembered his death. The seventy-year-old man was crying with a child's appearance, and he could not help but soften his eyebrows.

He did not expect that in his last life, as an Emperor, he did not face all the officials before he died. That man actually blocked everyone's visits and only let himself share a room with him as if he was afraid that someone could steal him away.

For him, each death is the beginning of the next life, and for that man, these are the actual painful partings of life and death.

After closing his eyes and calming down a bit, Qing Yun began to check his soul. After crossing these worlds, he could clearly feel his soul growing rapidly. The defects that had been there were mended, as if the person he had crossed over had something that belonged to him in the first place.

Everything was going in a good direction, but Qing Yun sensed something was wrong with the Heavenly Dao, which was too quiet like it was caught up in something. Qing Yun's soul has grown to such an extent, yet it has not been noticed.

Could this...be related to that man?

But the man has never remembered, so he can't ask about it somehow, right?

Qing Yun was in a daze like this and stayed for a longer period of time before he plunged into the next world.

After crossing this time, Qing Yun felt breathless as soon as he opened his eyes and looked down. He didn't see his feet...

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