By decree and pro

Chapter 66

In fact, this crime should have been filed a long time ago. When Saha told Yan Usman that he was going to marry Princess Kerou as his wife, he also showed his dual identity as Usman's secret agent.

At that time, Saha should have carefully pleaded guilty to Yan, but he still carried out the task assigned by Usman and deceived Yan for the last time.

Therefore, he put the apology to the present, and this time he did not have the order of the emperor.

"What's wrong with you?" Yan said with a cold smile, "I'm just blind."

"Your Highness!" Saha grabbed the ground with his head and said with great sorrow, "I never thought of hurting you..."

"Heh," Yan's face was sinking, and he touched the strings lightly, "Saha, we met in the market of Suiyang. That day, you rescued a woman who fell into the water, causing all the money on your body to be washed away by the water. Become nothing. I appreciate your kindness and give you money. You said that you don’t want money, you just want to get a good future. You also said, you know that I am the Prince of Yonghe, and the one who wants to vote is my disciple. At that time, Brother Huang has not long since succeeded to the throne, and everyone wants to curry favor with me, trying to please me, only you can say to your face that you know who I am, and what you want is not just rewards."

"I like your straightforwardness, and I immediately accepted you as an errand in the palace. Even if everyone told me that people of different races are not trustworthy, I stubbornly thought it was their prejudice, and warned everyone: You all eat the same bowl of food and live in the same place. Brothers in the same room, since they are brothers, they shouldn't be suspicious of each other, but they should support each other and work together for the emperor and Dayan..." Yan suddenly smiled, with a hint of self-deprecation, "Later, they really thought you were A good brother who was born and died, no longer squeeze you out, and ask you to make up your mind about everything."

Saha was still prostrate on the ground, the gray floor tiles were blackened even more by the tears from the embankment, he seemed unable to look up at Yan, just knelt like this, choking with guilt.

"Saha, there are nearly a thousand guests in the palace, only you, I regard it as a confidant, and only you, don't treat me as the high-ranking Prince of Yonghe, but an ordinary boy, one will cry bitterly, and drink all night A fragile person who relieves boredom." Yan pressed down the strings that gave off a humming lingering sound with his hand, looked at Saha on the ground and said, "However, since I took you into the palace at the age of 15, I have never really understood you. Is it?"

As if a basin of ice water was being poured head-on, Sahan's burly body trembled violently, and his hands pressed to the ground clenched into fists in pain.

"Your Highness, I... I'm really sorry for you." Saha still didn't raise his face with high cheekbones and sharp eyes. This face full of Western Region style was once inseparable from Yan, and almost became synonymous with Prince Yonghe. .

Now it has become a wound in Yan's heart, a wound that cannot be healed because it is too deep.

"Saha, you didn't feel sorry for me." Yan said sadly, "I was too naive and mistrusted you, so it's only natural for me to bear the pain of betrayal, but..."

Yan's fingers were unconsciously inserted into the strings, and a drop of blood immediately appeared on his index finger. He watched the blood dripping on the piano dumbly, and whispered, "It's just that they shouldn't bear this responsibility. You're sorry, they will always be killed." Those dead brothers of yours who died in the imperial garden."

Saha was trembling all over, and finally raised his head with tears streaming down his face, "His Royal Highness, I know I'm sorry for them, even if I go to the underworld, I have no face to face my brothers in the past, let alone you...and...I'm sorry, Your Majesty ..."

Saha has always thought that he is the king's humerus minister, and it is the most important thing for him to steal Dayan Kingdom's unique martial arts "Wu Shuang Jian Jue" for the king.

But since that day, when he saw 15-year-old Chun Yuyan on the side of the broad imperial road in Suiyang, his world has been somewhat different.

A 15-year-old boy should be the most impetuous age, but His Royal Highness is not at all like an ignorant and arrogant noble boy.His demeanor is calm, his speech is full of wisdom and tolerance, and he also has an innate royal aura.

He was like a pure sapphire, radiating dazzling brilliance under his surprised gaze.

From planning to meet the prince, to being appreciated by the prince and becoming a guest in the mansion, he didn't spend much effort, but he exhausted all his thoughts.

His attention will always follow the prince unconsciously, so his reaction is faster than anyone else, and he can also keenly perceive the waves in the prince's heart, which are caused by the emperor.

The prince and the emperor are brothers, and His Royal Highness does not allow other people to appear between them.

But there is a Jing Tingrui who is not afraid of death, always running out to obstruct the eyes of His Royal Highness, so angry that His Highness is either practicing martial arts all night or drinking away his worries.

It can be said that all the joys and pains of His Highness are caused by his imperial brother. For that supreme imperial brother, His Highness can sacrifice everything of himself.

But only Saha, who is a bystander, knows that His Highness has always been unable to tell what kind of feelings he has for the emperor's brother?

The heart of His Royal Highness is chaotic and confused. He is not only a person who is proud of the frost and fights against the snow, but also a person who is at a loss and worried.

Perhaps what His Highness wants is just a long-term company, and the peace of mind that that person will be in a dimly lit place when he turns around suddenly.

He Saha used to be like this, he always responded to His Highness, but after all, he failed His Highness's trust, and betrayed the friendship between the two of them, which was more like a close friend than a master and a servant.

"Why are you still sorry for Usman?" Yan smiled feebly, "Now that your mission is over and I'm in Xiliang, no matter how much you tell me, you won't be sorry for him."

——'Because... I like you.I have always liked you. '

This sentence was stuck in his throat, Saha couldn't make it even with his mouth open.

When His Royal Highness was 20 years old, he held a coronation ceremony in the palace. His Highness was not in a hurry to accept the congratulations from the ministers and dignitaries, but went to the Imperial Garden to practice martial arts. He said that he would perform a brand new set for the emperor at the dinner party sword dance.

Under the rising sun, His Royal Highness was wearing a bunt suit, with black hair and high tufts, just like a young street performer, waving a long sword in sweat, flying around the garden, and Saha was so happy to see it. Can't help smiling.

Afterwards, he gave His Highness a sweat towel, and seeing the glistening sweat dripping from His Highness's neck, wetting the thin white cotton clothes, he felt an impulse that he shouldn't have.

Once this desire is ignited, it is difficult to extinguish it.

Obviously His Highness is the master, a high-ranking member of the royal family, but he has the following thoughts of committing crimes. He knows that he should not take a second look, but he keeps staring at His Highness's half-naked body when changing clothes, imagining...

Even in the deep silence, he couldn't help chanting His Highness's name to release the evil thoughts in his mind.

But after release, new delusional thoughts will be accumulated, and the pain of not getting what you want is endless.

Until one day, His Highness who was playing the piano suddenly raised his head and asked him, "What's the matter with you recently?"

Only then did Saha realize that he had been staring at His Highness all the time, his eyes straightened.

"It's okay to be humble and humble."

"Your eyes are black and blue, and you can tell that you haven't had a good rest recently. Let someone else stay on duty tonight. This king will give you a few days off to go out and have fun."

"No, Your Highness, humble positions are fine."

He had never been so flustered before, and he was afraid that His Highness would spurn him from now on if he saw some clues.

So he took a herbal medicine from the Western Regions called Yumanluo, which was often taken by eunuchs in Xiliang to suppress desire. After taking it, he could suppress desire without castration.

But it is poisonous, and it will become irreversible after taking the medicine for a long time, and it will eventually be sterile.

Saha didn't have any doubts, and directly drank the unusually bitter soup.Since then, under the suppression of the medicinal properties of the soup, he never reacted inappropriately when waiting for His Highness to take a bath and change clothes.

Now, he is no different from an eunuch, but he still loves His Highness.

"What exactly do you want to say?" Yan waited for a long while, but Saha was speechless.

"Humble job... I have nothing to say." Saha bowed his head.He has no right to say that he loves His Highness. After doing so many things that betrayed His Highness, if he admits his love, he will betray His Majesty again...

Saha has never been sure about whether His Majesty loves His Highness.Until he saw Junshang appearing alone in the Colosseum, knowing that there were assassins... Junshang had never been so reckless.In other words, because His Highness is in danger, Jun Shang has long since lost his strategy and acted entirely by feeling.

Once he understands it, he will have no way to betray the emperor and say the word "love" to the prince.

"You have nothing to say, but I have something to ask you." Yan got up from the Qintai and walked to Saha.Saha just buried his head lower.

"Your Highness, please ask me."

"Since we met now, everything you told me about Xiliang; you went to the battlefield with me to kill the enemy; you took care of me in every possible way, and you swore your loyalty to me. Is it all Usman's instruction?"

Saha's whole body was stiff as if his acupuncture points were pressed, then he shook slowly, and kowtowed again: "Yes..."

The hoarse "yes" passed through the hollow door, which was not very soundproof, and was transmitted to Usman who was standing in the corridor.

He stood there with a slight frown between his brows, and Jinayali and Yalta also stood there, standing with their hands down expressionlessly as if they had never heard of it.

There was a corridor full of people behind them, all carrying treasure boxes, big and small, and no one made a sound. Of course, it is also possible that the carpet on the corridor is too thick, which absorbs the sound of those footsteps.

"Boom..." Yan returned to the qin stage again, and lightly played the guqin that was stained with blood red, just like a cuckoo weeping blood. In Man's ears, it also reached Saha's ears.

"Scholars die for their confidantes. All my former friends are gone, and the only one left now is not my friend." Yan smiled bitterly, his eyes slightly wet, "Saha, I will not forgive you, But I won't kill you, after all, I am the one who was fooled, and I will always be the one who is guilty."

"Your Highness!" Saha took a few steps forward and said in tears, "Please, let me come back to you, as an apology, and let me only do it for you..."

Yan played the qin, and the sonorous sound of the qin was full of rejection.

"Your Highness!" Saha finally couldn't help saying, "I like you."

The sound of the zither stopped abruptly, and Yan frowned, "I'm done talking to you here, step back."

Obviously, Yan no longer believed what Saha said.

"temple……"

The door creaked open, and Usman stood outside the door. There was no surprise on Yan's face, but he continued to play the piano and said, "Since you are here, take him away."

"Your Majesty?" Saha was too devoted to Yan, completely unaware of the person standing outside the door, but Yan had noticed Usman's arrival early in the morning.And it's not just one person.

"Excuse me." Usman smiled slightly at Yan, "It's getting late, Yan Yan should rest early."

Yan smiled, playing a tune that even he himself didn't know what key it was.

Usman's guards took Saha away, and those men returned as they were. Yan stood on the balcony watching them leave, and suddenly punched the pillar.

I used to think that I have many friends, and I have brothers who understand me like Saha, but it turned out to be just a dream created by Usman.

Yanyuan thought that he would be furious at Usman and scold him thoroughly, but all he felt was pain in his heart.

He couldn't even tell whether it was the pain of losing a close friend or the fact that Usman had always been so bad.

Everyone in the world says that love in the world is nothing more than joys and sorrows, but why is there only one word "li" when it comes to Chunyuyan.

The father left the palace because of his father, the father left the throne because of his father, and the emperor left him because of Jing Tingrui... The two twin brothers also left the palace, and his friends... why is he so young? Da has already suffered from "the pain of separation".

Looking back suddenly, there was no one around.

"The people in the past are gone, but today the water is still cold..." Yan looked at the direction Usman was going away, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Do you understand...my pain?"