When Liu Hanyan died, a thick layer of snow fell on the lantern outside the eaves.
His life was ridiculous. He worked hard to save the country, but in the end he was imprisoned in the old mansion of Gusu and became a short-lived sick man.
The moment before he lost consciousness, Liu Hanyan remembered the day before his success.
Next to the newly blooming winter plums, Quan Cheng, who was wearing a crimson python robe, hugged him from behind. The man's nose was lightly pressed, and he laughed hoarsely as his lowered eyes were buried in his neck.
The words he spoke were gentle, but the cold iron sword at his waist resisted him:
"Your Highness, have you ever regretted being associated with me?"
At that time, Liu Hanyan did not answer. Now that his life is about to expire, he has figured out the answer——
He regretted it.
He should not seek the skin of a tiger and naively think that he can tame a hungry wolf with ulterior motives.
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When he opened his eyes again, Liu Hanyan returned to the day six years ago when he received the imperial edict and returned to the capital.
Nowadays, in the court, powerful ministers are in power and eunuchs are rampant.
But Quan Cheng, who will be able to cover the sky with one hand in the future, is now surrounded by enemies on all sides. The enemy party used various means to send him to protect King Jing who returned to the capital.
It's February in Suzhou, and the chill is not gone.
On the long official road, the only sound left was the jingling of King Jing's motorcade.
Looking at the treacherous man opposite who said nothing, Liu Hanyan raised his brows slightly, evil coming from the edge of courage.
He possessed himself and provoked Qi Fenghuan's face.
He smiles brightly, but he only picks out others' pain points and talks about them:
"I didn't know that Governor Qi had such a charming appearance."
Qi Fenghun's eyes were dark, and he caught the opponent's rebellious fingertips and covered them in his palms.
His voice was low and hoarse, with a rather unbridled attitude:
"King Jing's words are also very good."
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Seeing Liu Hanyan again, Qi Fenghun felt that he was so handsome that people couldn't take their eyes away.
Her waist was tightly grasped, her lips were extremely red, and her brows and eyes seemed to be hooked, trying to draw away a third of his soul.
He is obviously a frail person, but there is always a bit of ruthlessness hidden under his skin——
Humiliate him, whip him, sigh in his ear and push him away...
Qi Fenghun raised his head and saw the man above him panting.
His face was red, and he was leaning against the bench, but the eyes he looked at were like looking at a dog:
"Bitch, did I ask you to move?"
Qi Fenghuan suddenly smiled. He lowered his head and just touched the beauty's knees——
This is clearly an honor.
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Everyone knows that power is always at odds with each other, making friends with party members, persecuting courtiers, and influencing government affairs.
It is a disaster that will never happen in a thousand years.
But no one knew that he was so attached to Gusu Fengyue that he took the cold hand of Prince Jing and sat with it all night.
The sky was getting brighter, and the Prime Minister in python robe lowered his head, his knees touching the ground, his posture was pious but regretful.
He murmured in a low tone, almost as if he was choking:
"May he fall forever and have me in this world."
"It turns out that the so-called treacherous ministers who wield power are all hiding their selfish ambitions."
[Reading Guide]:
1. Double rebirth, the recovery of past life memories is in the second half.
3. Attack with evil intentions and ambition × release yourself to the natural fishing system
2. The copy will be left on February 1, 2025
Purpose: Everyone has their own brilliant life
