Rebellious Ministers and Traitors

In the winter of the thirteenth year of Jingchu, the third prince Zhao Xuan forced the palace to rebel, but was defeated and executed. Zhao Xuan died in the palace, and his wife Shen Xiuyi and their young son burned themselves in Shen Guogong Mansion. Many years later, on a snowy night, the palace was burned into a sea of flames, and everyone was distracted. However, Shen walked against the flow of people and walked in front of his enemy. With his silver sword out of its sheath, he tilted his head and looked at the shivering emperor on the ground, and smiled: "Do you remember me? Uncle Prince, I'm here to kill you." Xie Tinglanyu VS the rebellious ministers and traitors The bright wind and the moon, Zhilan Yushu, the cold and dog-licking gong vs. The beautiful and crazy critic who appears to be lazy and idle, but actually bears a blood feud. A jade is a beautiful jade; a kite is a fierce bird. He and Xie Yu are destined to be different people. In fact, it is a love story between the cold-hearted (?) Dog-licking Xie Xiaoyu and the tough-tongued heartless man Shen Xiaoniao Perspective: Main and Suffering. Previous chapters explain the background. Perspectives of attacking and receiving are mutually exclusive. Mr. Xie is attacking (*^▽^*) 1v1 he pet text (confident) Warning: It's completely fictitious, the names of official positions and places are messed up, the author has a bad name, and has a glass heart, so Shi Tongnu is sorry o(╥╥)o Small theater: 1. But Shen didn't know how the innocent relationship between him and Xie Yu evolved into what it is today. There are currently three versions widely circulated on the market. The version Shen Que heard when he went to court in the morning was that he and Xie Yu had an affair during the day in the carriage of Xie Mansion. He was the one below and was raped. The second version was when we were having dinner in the Gongse kitchen at noon. Someone said that he slapped Xie Yu twice in Yuxi Alley to break up with him, and then Xie Yu raped him in the alley, but he was still the one below. The third version is that he went out to drink wine with Zhao Yan at night, and the oiran got drunk and said that he seduced Xie Yu and then raped Xie Yu. Damn it, he was still the one below. But Shen didn't care about these rumors. His reputation was not much better, but why was it always written that he was suppressed by Xie Yu? No matter how you look at it, he should be the one suppressing Xie Yu! You bastards, tomorrow he will find a storyteller and a storyteller to sit in a restaurant with the most people and talk about how he defeated Xie Yu. 2. Xie Yu put the tea in front of him. The tea soup was as clear as a glass. He looked down at his reflection in the teacup. He made tea for himself every time he took Xie Yu's car, even though he never drank it. He picked up the bowl of tea and drank it in one gulp. This is not the way to drink tea. Tea must be tasted carefully to taste different levels of flavor and sweetness. Shen held the tea cup with both hands and smashed it into his mouth. It was so painful. "Stop hanging out with Zhang Zhecheng. You won't get any advantage if you seek skin from a tiger." Xie Yu looked at Shen Que with a very sincere tone. Shen laughed. He was indeed seeking the skin of a tiger. Unfortunately, if Zhang Zhecheng was a tiger, he would be no different from a jackal. It was still unclear who would win. He raised his eyebrows: "You spy on me?" "I care about you." 3. Shen stretched his right hand holding the wine bottle out of the window. The rain wet the sleeves of his clothes that had just dried, and gathered into raindrops on his fingertips and fell downwards. Snap! Hitting the open oil-paper umbrella in the alley, the raindrops falling from Shen Que's fingertips merged with other water drops on the umbrella surface, forming a stream of thin streams that followed the ribs of the oil-paper umbrella to form a bead curtain. Xie Yu, who should have returned home, stood under the umbrella, looking up at the half of the red sleeve sticking out of the window. His thoughts shuttled back and forth in the complicated memories, and countless pictures flashed before his eyes, finally settling on the red dress he saw in the rain at the moment when he promised his teacher to become an official in Yuxi Lane that year. It turns out that it was you too. Xie Yu didn't know why, but a strange thought came into his mind. For the first time in his life, he wanted to keep someone by force. Intention: After death, I know that everything is in vain, but I am sad that I will not see the same people in Jiuzhou