The sinister and sickly emperor Pei Junshu Gong VS the gentle, elegant and powerful minister Song Qingli Shou
Song Qingli had been caring about the world since he was a child and had lofty ambitions. However, the king was mediocre and his ministers were in power. He thought that he should do something.
He colluded with his party members, forced the palace to give way, and supported the new king to ascend the throne.
Everyone is his pawn, including the new king - Pei Junshu.
This is a chess piece that he carefully selected and trained since childhood.
He could see the ambition in Pei Junshu's eyes, and voluntarily promoted him to the position of prince, and even ascended the throne as the new king.
He understands the people he brings up with his own hands, so he is willing to kneel down as a minister and guard the world with him.
"Am I also your pawn? Have you never had any affection for me?"
Song Qingli didn't know when this relationship had changed. He couldn't bear this kind of feeling.
Silence became acquiescence in Pei Junshu's eyes. In fact, Song Qingli didn't need to answer at all. He already had the answer in his heart.
If that's the case, then why should he pity him anymore.
From that time on, the game between the two was not only in the court, but also between the beds.
He hated the way Song Qingli didn't care, and was even more afraid of the way he didn't care.
"Look, teacher." Pei Junshu teased Song Qingli's sweat-stained forehead, "Some things are most effective if you teach them yourself."
Song Qingli refused to answer, but closed her eyes.
Pei Junshu was not annoyed. He blew a breath into Song Qingli's ear and watched as the tips of his ears turned completely red.
"Prime Minister, is this chess piece of mine... Useful?"
Song Qingli was the most cruel, especially towards him.
But Pei Junshu never thought that Song Qingli could be so cruel.
The enemy invaded and Song Qingli was captured, but there was no fear on his face.
The wind was so strong that day that he burst into tears.
He stood on the tower, looking at his lover who was tortured and bruised by the enemy, but he was still unable to release the arrow in his hand.
The man stood in the wind, his hair was messy, and his tone was calm:
"Your Majesty, do you remember what I taught you?"
The arrow couldn't be shot out of Pei Junshu's hand. He looked at Song Qingli, gradually overlapping with the figure when he was accompanying him.
Feather arrows shot out of the wind.
He knew what his lover who had the world in mind wanted him to do, but in the end he could only choke and imitate his cruelty.
The arrow pierced Song Qingli's heart.
Pei Junshu's archery skills are still very good.
Song Qingli raised the corners of her mouth and smiled happily.
"Everything is for the people of the world..."
Purpose: To serve the country and the people
