Chapter 404: Prince and the Holy King, Si Kongyu Xue Wuyang

Xue Wuyang first lived in the courtyard behind the palace. Later, he spontaneously moved to a vacant courtyard in the main courtyard. No one is there, not to mention the New Year's Eve. Looking at the entire palace, it is estimated that only his yard is the most deserted. Before Ling Jingxuan and Si Kongyi did not think about arranging two waiters for him, but all of them He was rejected by him. His territorial consciousness is very strong. He does not like people moving around in his private field.
"Is still angry about the last thing?"
The two entered the room of Xue Wuyang in tandem. At the same time as the door closed, Sikong pulled him into his arms, his hands crossed his waist and glared at him from behind, and his head rested on his shoulders. Knowing that he can't get away from it, Xue Wuyang is too lazy to struggle, and he looks like he is: "You are not my own, why should I be angry? Whether you want to marry someone or something, it has nothing to do with me."
These words are obviously with the ingredients of anger. In fact, the reason why he will run out this time is entirely because of the East China’s harm. It’s probably more than half a year ago. The East suddenly sent a ambassador and said that he wanted to marry them. I will automatically marry the princess to the Western Prince. I just started Xue Xueyang and didn't pay attention to it. Later, because Sikong has never had a prince, whether it is based on the future of the West or the peace of the East and the West, Manchu and Wenwu agree with this time. The marriage, watching the incident become more and more fierce, Sikong has not said anything, he is decisive and unhappy, once again lured him into the ghost hall, he was put into the dungeon, he carried the whole body unhappy off At the beginning of the Western Kingdom, at first he wanted to go to the East to kill the princess who dared to think about the empty plane. Later, I heard that Qingguo used a steel knife in the battle. He was curious and ran to Qingguo. Everything is known to everyone. In order to avoid the "hunting" of Sikong, I hid in the dungeon. By the way, I sneaked into the steel knife, but I met Ling Jingxuan in the middle. House came.
"Who said that if I dare to marry the Western Princess, would you come to the Princess of Qing Dynasty?"
The dark blue scorpion intertwined with pets and helplessness. He didn't say that he wanted to marry the princess. Didn't he understand? Since childhood, he has only one person in his mind.
"Who said it? Anyway, I didn't say it."
Turning from his arms, Xue Wuyang leaned on the door panel lazily, and the phoenix of the hooked man looked at his eyes without hesitation. Sikong squatted and touched his face and touched his fingers. Rubbing his smooth skin: "Since Wuyang didn't say it, I won't marry the Princess of the East, anyway, you should know, who I want to marry."
The main reason why he only chased after half a year was to solve the inexplicable marriage request. The East country obviously saw the strength of the Qing Dynasty and wanted to marry the Western countries. It was just using their nephews. Not stupid, how can you promise? What's more, he had already chosen the Prince, but the other party refused to nod and marry him.
"Don't touch it, find out the problem, are you responsible?"
He didn't have the temper to wave his hand. Although they didn't get married, they should have done things that they shouldn't have done. The body that had already experienced love couldn't help him to let go of his arrogance. Xue Wuyang didn't slap his hand. In order to conceal his own emotions, he simply crossed his way to the soft couch in front of the house, lying down in front of his face lazily.
"Who is responsible, except me?"
A domineering eyebrow, Sikong squatted and walked over to sit on the soft couch. The hand automatically pulled his hand and played with interest. The Xue Yang, who was squinting at his eyes, did not want to take care of him. Sikong also did not go any further. He just said that he played with his slender and beautiful fingers. "I have already pushed the marriage. The Eastern Minister’s face is very difficult to look at. I am afraid that the East will soon be Let's start the war with excuses?"
It is obviously a matter of war. From his mouth, it is a cloud of lightness, Xue Wuyang’s frowning, and then pouting: "With yours, I am afraid that I have been seriously ill at the border of the West. Maybe you are still sitting at the border, and if the soldiers of the East China dare to come, there will definitely be no return."
Not to mention that the East and the Qing have revenge. Once they have planted their heads in the West, they will certainly not look at it. At least he knows that Yan Ruirui is not an idiot. At that time, the West will also pursue victory. Even if the East country claims to have a million iron rides, it can't help the whales of the two major countries to eat, so the conclusion is that if the emperor of the East is not stupid, it is absolutely impossible to easily raise troops.
"I know that the dancers are also dancing, but I am not arranging to sit by the side of the town. It is his own request."
Si Kongxiao chuckled, just said that he is not familiar with him, their family Wuyang is actually very cute, but only this side can only see it.
"Don't bother me with your national events, I am not interested."
Lazy to turn over, Xue Wuyang Ping is lying on the soft couch. As a ghost temple, he does not need to pay attention to the state affairs. Apart from the Western monarchs who are sure to inherit the throne, no one knows, in fact, the so-called ghost. The temple is nothing but a shadow unit of the founding emperor of the Western Kingdom. With the proliferation of the royal family from generation to generation, the ghost hall has gradually deteriorated, but fundamentally, they are still shadow troops, a shadow force that only listens to the war and is exclusively owned by the emperor. He also knew this when he was succeeded to the position of the Holy King, but at that time there was no problem between them. When he learned that he was destined to be a person alone, he was chosen to be the heir. Happy, maybe young and frivolous, 18-year-old, he is only full of Sikong, but that year, the emperor was born, and Sikong personally destroyed all his happiness, his character is also from that time. Changed, before the age of eighteen, although he was frivolous, he would not be moody, and shortly after the age of eighteen, the reputation of the great devil head spread throughout the West, and even other Countries, all this is because the commandant tamarisk.
"Tell us about our business, Wuyang, we should be married."
Sikong is obviously not a polite master. When he opens his mouth, he goes straight to the subject. In this case, after Xue Wuyang’s adulthood, he has said countless times. From the fact that they have not yet become married, the revolution still needs to work hard.
"Oh? You want to be a relative? Well, this seat will send someone a gift."
The body was short-lived, and then Xue Wuyang deliberately gave him a stupidity. He will definitely send the gift. The Prince’s head is big enough.
"Oh... I want you to be a man, Wuyang, for eight years, you still can't let go?"
Nothing was angry because he deliberately misinterpreted his meaning. Sikong squatted for him to open the hair that ran to his cheeks. The biggest problem between them was Qi, who knew that when he decided to do that. It is already doomed that he will inevitably misunderstand him, and he will certainly start chasing. However, many things actually leave traces, but his dancing is too angry, and he has not found any clues.
"Relieved?"
Screaming up, Xue Wuyang suppressed the anger of the whole eight years and broke out instantly: "You let me release? Sikong, how did you tell me when you went back to the royal family? You said that when I was 18 years old, I succeeded to the position of Saint Jun. After that, you will send people to marry me, but I have waited for almost a year, but it’s the emperor’s grandson, you know that I can’t accept this kind of thing, but I still do that, now you How can I let me go? If I am the heir to the ghost hall, I will find someone and let her give birth to my child. Can you let me go? If you can, I will forgive you."
But at the same time, it also proves that you don't really love me, I will leave him. This is Xue Wuyang's unfinished. I said in front that he is a man with strong territorial consciousness. In his heart, Sikong is His people, no man or woman can get close, close to death! The event of Emperor Huang Sun’s incident was that Sikong himself took the initiative to approach others. He was reluctant to kill him, but it did not mean that he would not hurt in his heart. This scar, to death, would lie between them and never disappear.
Looking at the lover of his eyes, Si Kongyi opened his arms with distressed eyes and wanted to hold him into his arms. But this time, Xue Wuyang did not give him a chance. Sikong reluctantly retracted his hand and looked at him whispering. Road: "Dancing Yang, I still remember when I was ten years old, I will take you back to the father of the Emperor, we are together with the eight-year-old cockroach and two-year-old cockroaches quietly go to the artificial river rafting in the palace? Clearly they Just talking about the things between them, he turned another three thousand miles and turned to their childhood. Xue Wuyang frowned. Why is this happening every time? When he is angry, he always turns away from the topic. Is it true? There was really nothing to explain about it. Once, he had imagined countless possibilities. He even thought that the woman had given him medicine. He forced him to sleep, but he was quickly denied by himself. In order to prevent others from taking medicine on him, they took a small amount of poison from a young age. The general medicine did not fall on them, and Sikong was very alert from a young age. The woman could never take medicine under his eyelids. He is puzzled His final conclusion is, everything he did out under self-awareness, no one forced him.
"I don't remember! Sikong, don't say it's eight years, even if it's eighty years, this thing can't disappear from my heart. Go, I don't want to see you."
I don’t want him to take the nose with a foolish look. Xue Wuyang’s collapse, love and grievance are intertwined in his heart. He has no way to give up his feelings for more than 20 years. The only thing he can do is stay away from him. As long as he does not see him, his heart will not be so painful.
"Dancing Yang."
For the first time, Xue Wuyang collapsed in front of him, and Sikong could no longer keep calm, regardless of his struggle and forced him into his arms.
"Let me go empty..."
"Sorry, you need to calm down."
Xue Wuyang struggled fiercely, but when he was empty, he stunned him when he was not paying attention. He held his body in his arms, and Shouyi sighed helplessly and got up and placed him on the bed in the middle. Leaning over his lips and gently kissing, he whispered close to his ear: "Dancing Yang, don't you forget, when he said that his eldest son would be called Qi, together with us to rule the country together ""
In that year, they had already had the conscious loyalty to govern the Western countries. From that moment on, it was his eternal persistence to join hands with Xue Wuyang to take charge of the West. He also began to study martial arts and art at that time, only The youngest smashed the chain, but he went after pursuing his true love. At least at the time, he and he both supported him. As for now, everything is still open to question.