Shen Jue lowered his eyes and looked at the colorful embroidered unicorn on Xiahou Lintong's sleeve. It was covered in blood, and several pieces were scratched, revealing the middle clothes that were also stained with blood. What an idiot, he thought, finally escaping from Galan, and nearly dying here. But he couldn't help but be happy again, like a harrier in his heart, flapping its wings and flying up to the clouds. Xiahou Rong is willing to work hard for him, does this mean that he is very important to him, more important than life.
That's all, he has reached this stage of the field. They are now grasshoppers on a rope, living and dying together, and he has no need to hide it from Xia Houlin.
He pressed the corner of his mouth and said, "It's the queen mother."
Xia Houlin was startled and said, "Didn't you just put her son on the throne? That woman crossed the river and demolished the bridge?"
"It's not like crossing the river and demolishing the bridge." Shen Jue said, "I want to nurture her son, and she will naturally turn against me."
"Retirement?"
"That's right," Shen Jue's eyes were indifferent, and there was no expression on his face, "After careful calculation, I am the first-class villain, and what the Queen Mother does is to eliminate harm for the people. That Yao's wife said nothing. Wrong, I am the second Weide, and Weide and I are no different." He turned his head to look at the yellow leaves flying like butterflies in the mountains, and put on a mocking voice, "Although the little emperor is just a yellow-mouthed child, But I already have the appearance of a stupefied king. I cover their ears and eyes with songs and dances, use wine and meat to fascinate their minds, and I don’t hear the sarcasm in the leopard room, and the people’s sufferings don’t appear in the palace. Because only the emperor is incompetent, obsessed with sensuality, dogs and horses, and I have me. A place to stand.”
Xia Houlin was stunned, not knowing what to say, so he whispered, "Master..."
"Xiahou Rin, as you can see, I, like eunuchs and servants, live by sucking the blood, muscle and marrow of Daqi's bones." Shen Jue said indifferently, "So, it's right that she wants to kill me, not only her, but all the ministers and workers. , everyone is looking forward to my death."
Shen Jue looked into the distance, not daring to look at Xia Houlin beside him, he was afraid to see Xia Houlin showing an expression of shock or disgust. He wasn't afraid of gossip or gossip in the civil court, nor was he afraid of the insults from the forbidden army, but he was only afraid of Xia Houlin's disgust, even if it was only a little. He hides too many things, others only see his glory, but not his servile maid, which even Xia Houlin has never seen. These petty like pustules hidden under the brocade robe, he has been careful to hide it, but one day the robe will be lifted to reveal the ugliness underneath, so the pimples flow and the pain is unbearable.
Now it is impossible for him to turn back. He has done too many sins and made too many enemies. If he is no longer the Admiral of Dongchang, the wall will be pushed down by everyone, and then thousands of people will trample on thousands of people, and five horses will divide the body. All are light. He didn't want to look back either. It was easy to escape into the market and be a common man. Taxation, corvée and servitude required money and death. A squire and an old man could crush him to death as long as he had a bit of power. Otherwise, like Xiahou Lin used to be, he would be a refugee, wandering everywhere, unable to rest. In this world, if it is not a knife, it is a fish. He has already experienced what it is like to be a fish. He watched Aunt Lan die under the assassin's knife with his own eyes. He couldn't do anything but run away.
Only by mastering power and power can he hold his own life and protect the people he wants to protect.
He pulled the corner of his mouth and said, "I'm destined to go to the dark on this road, and I won't look back. It doesn't matter if you don't want to get along with me, it's fine for An Sheng to hang around in the East Factory, I won't know about those pickled things. Let you intervene."
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Xia Houlin smiled, then suddenly winked at Shen Jue and said, "Please, I'm from an assassin background, and I'll do more bad things than anyone else, and you won't be able to catch up with me in your life. Besides, To tell you the truth, I have been known to do bad things since I was a child."
Shen Jue pressed his eyebrows and said, "You don't need to comfort me, I don't know what you are like?"
"You really don't know. When I was a kid, I liked to pluck the feathers of other people's houses when I had nothing to do. There was a gun battle that burned half of a mountain temple. The head of the old bald donkey that killed the heart was so angry that he hung me on the mountain gate. The cold wind blew for a long time. People in Galan said, what kind of life is what kind of species, my mother is a big villain, I am a little villain, the big villain leads the little villains, doing bad things everywhere every day."
Xia Houlin's comfort didn't make him feel better, and there was only bitterness in his heart. He understands that Xia Houlin, murder and arson has never been what he wanted to do, otherwise he would not have tried his best to destroy Jialan, nor would he have changed his face and escaped into the market. Xia Houlin thought of a stable life, he understood, he always understood. Shen Jue shook his head wearily, and said, "This matter is over, I'll give you a different errand, just go to the East Factory Archives to manage the documents."
"My words are written like a dog, do you really trust me to take care of the documents?" Xia Houlin stretched out his hand to embrace Shen Jue's shoulder, and together with Shen Jue looked at the dead leaves flying in the air, "It doesn't matter, young master, really It doesn't matter. Did I tell you about my brother, he is usually a stupid person, but he actually sees things better than anyone else. He once told me that he can't stop when he walks this road. You have to keep moving forward, or the evil spirits will craw out from the ground and grab your ankles. You are like this, and so do I. I can't take care of that much in this field. You will be the boss of the villain in the future, I will It's a bad boy, you lead me and I follow you, let's do bad things together."
"But this is wrong, Xiahou Lin." Shen Jue said.
He raised his head, the mountain wind was blowing slowly, the leaves rustled, and the mountain whispered, every sentence saying, this is a mistake, this is a sin.
Xia Houlin smiled lightly, "But this is also fate, young master. Do you remember when I told you that we actually don't have many choices. If we do it all over again, I'll still kill Liu Guizang, or I'll kill Xie Xin. . I will still become an assassin, a nameless ghost, practicing swordsmanship during the day and killing people at night. So even if I repeat it thousands of times, I will choose to stand by your side at this time. If it is wrong or sin, as long as You're fine, then let me make a mistake."
If you make a mistake, you will be smashed to pieces, no matter what.
He is not a saint, he only has one hand and one knife, and can only protect one person. He is not afraid of sin, nor is he afraid of retribution, he is only afraid that Shen Jue will end up like his mother, and he is afraid that he is still as powerless as before.
Pieces of locust leaves fell from the sky, and the sunlight shot down through the gaps between the leaves. It was a golden beam of light with dust flying inside. Shen Jue felt that he and Xia Houlin were also two particles in the countless dust. They couldn't help themselves surging in the tide of light. They moved forward with the current, but finally hugged each other in the vast sea of dust.
There is sadness and sweetness in his heart, the sweetness in the bitterness, the contradiction, and the addiction. He has been operating carefully for ten years, step by step, and his heart has long been beaten in the deep palace, and it is as hard as iron. But at this moment, my heart suddenly became extremely soft, like a ball of cotton and a cloud, which could be grasped by hand and put into Xia Houlin's hot palm.
"Young master, you are so stupid." Xia Houlin said.
"You're stupid." Shen Jue's voice was a little choked, he didn't dare to say more, for fear that Xiahou Rin would hear it.
"It keeps pushing me out." Xia Houlin squeezed his shoulder, "Don't do this in the future."
Not anymore. Shen Jue thought silently, he would catch him and never let go.
"What's your next plan?"
"Hang." Shen Jue said, "Tonight, Situ will bring Hongyi cannons to bomb Guangling Temple. We just need to hide on the mountain, and when the bombing is over, we can go out."
Xia Houlin's eyes widened, "Can you still get the Hongyi Cannon?"
"Sun Ming, the commander of the Shenji Camp, is Weide's old party. When he was the governor of Huguang, he built a shrine for Weide and made a lot of flattery, but in fact, it was all to ask Weide for food and wages, so they could fight Japanese pirates. "Shen Jue said, "Weide fell, he surrendered to me in order to save his life, so he only relegated, otherwise he would be like Li Xian, a family of young and old conscripted into the army, and entered the Jiaofang Division. Now if I am He also collapsed, and no one can save him. Shenji Ying lost a cannon in the night and found it the next day. It is not big or small, but in any case, it is better than his life. powerful."
In this case, as long as it is not discovered by the banned army.
Xia Houlin stood up and looked around to check the terrain, and secretly figured out where to retreat if the enemy came. You have to find a safe shelter. You can't go to the cave. If you are found and blocked in it, you will stop. You can only find a sheltered place, at least to escape. Asking Shen Jue to rest on the stone, he climbed the tree and surveyed the surroundings. Three hundred paces away, a group of soldiers passed by, and the number increased to more than thirty.
These small soldiers are not good at swordsmanship, but they can't stand the tactical wheel battle of the sea. The locusts are in piles and have no power to resist, not to mention people. Xia Houlin was a little uneasy, and slipped down the tree to discuss with Shen Jue. Shen Jue had already fallen asleep, and her face was pale again, almost transparent in the sunlight. Xia Houlin tried his forehead, it was even hotter, and then touched Shen Jue's arm and neck, which was terrifyingly hot.
Running all the way, in the windy land again, the condition worsened. Shen Jue is really a man made of paper, and he can fall down when the wind blows. The body of this eldest lady even jumped off a cliff to feign death, and her feigned death could turn into real death.
Xiahou frowned and thought for a while, then suddenly came up with an idea.
Xia Houlin carried Shen Jue up, climbed up the cliff along the slope from which he came, and took off two sets of clothes and armor from the corpse. Shen Jue was woken up, and asked Xia Houlin in a daze, "What are you doing?"
"You sleep on yours, don't worry about it."
Xia Houlin walked a distance, found a rock in the lee of the wind, and put Shen Jue down. Change your clothes first, then start to pick Shen Jue's clothes. Shen Jue's head was dizzy, and in the fog, there were hands that lifted the hem of his clothes, and he was unbuttoning his trousers. He was startled, opened his eyes, and grabbed Xia Houlin's hand.
"doing what?"
"What are you doing to change your clothes?" Xia Houlin was inexplicable. "There are more people being hunted. Now there are more than 30 people in a team. You are so sick that I can't fight by myself. Change your clothes and change your clothes again. Rong, we'll go to their camp to hide in a while, and we'll just leave before midnight."
The most dangerous place is the safest place, which is a good strategy.
only…
Shen Jue tightened his belt and said, "I'll change it myself."
Probably because he didn't want his wounds to be exposed to others. Xia Houlin suddenly understood, and his heart twitched slightly. After being together for so long, he almost forgot that Shen Jue was a eunuch. He is different from the eunuch next to him, probably because he used Ruinao to incense, his body is always fragrant, unlike the eunuch next to him, which has an indescribable smell on his body. He looks good again, not to mention the eunuch, even a well-rounded man can't compare to him.
Xia Houlin nodded, turned to the back of the rock consciously, and waited for Shen Jue to change.
There was a rustling sound over there, and then there was the sound of layers of silk being piled on the ground. Xia Houlin folded his arms and waited for a while when Shen Jue's muffled voice came from there, "I'm fine."
Xia Houli walked back, seeing that Shen Jue didn't seem very happy, and said apologetically, "I thought there were still layers of obscene trousers, which could cover one or two, so I decided to replace it for you..."
"I'm not mad at you." Shen Jue interrupted him and wanted to say something, but he stopped for a long time, and finally sighed and kept his mouth shut.
"Then I put makeup on you?" Xiahou Rin squeezed a mass of mud in the palm of his hand and squatted in front of Shen Jue.
Shen Jue nodded slightly, agreeing.
He closed his eyes and leaned against the stone wall, frowning slightly. Xia Houlin pondered for a while, and put the mud on his face lightly with his index and middle fingers. The whole face was dark, the edges of the outline deepened, and two lines were drawn under the eyes, and finally the cheeks were dotted with tiny particles. The original face can't be seen, the mud is not as good as the powder, and it is extremely rough after drying. This is not bad, it seems that his skin has been exposed to the sun for a long time, like a farmer who farms. To be on the safe side, Xia Houlin painted another layer, while telling him to enter the camp for a while and talk less.
Shen Jue leaned against him, Ren Xiahou fiddled with his face, he had a severe headache, and he really couldn't lift his spirits.
After finishing the last layer, Xia Houlin grabbed a few reddish-brown morning glory in the cracks of the stone, crushed them in the palm of his hand, and the dark red juice seeped out. He tapped it with his fingertips and rubbed it between Shen Jue's lips. . Shen Jue has plump lips, the corners of his lips are slightly raised, and when he presses his fingers, a deep red mark appears on the pale lips. The flower looked reddish-brown, who would have thought that the juice of the flower was actually a dazzling bright red, sweeping between the lips, breathtakingly gorgeous. Xia Houlin remembered for no reason that Shen Jue sucked his fingers that day, and the lips were like peaches and plums.
Xia Houlin's face suddenly burned.
He quickly wiped his lips with the other hand, hoping to wipe the red juice clean, but the soft lips were rubbed redder and brighter by fingers, and the juice seemed to seep in, as beautiful as spring.
Shen Jue noticed that Xia Houlin was pressing his lips, opened his eyes in confusion, and murmured, "Pain."
His hazy eyes fell into Xia Houlin's eyes, but they were unprovoked seductions. His hazy eyes were the faint pond water under the moon, with ripples slightly rippling. Accompanied by those lips that have been rubbed red, it is a kind of insulted beauty, like pear blossoms in the rain and begonias in the frost.
Xia Houlin's heart was beating wildly, and suddenly there was a desire to bully him. It was best to make him cry and ask him to beg for mercy. As soon as this thought came to mind, Xia Houlin was taken aback and pressed it down immediately.
How could he think so? Shen Jue treats him with heart and lungs, he must not have such unclean thoughts!
"I got the color wrong, you lick it clean yourself. This flower is not poisonous, but it may be a little bitter." Xiahou hurriedly said a few words, picked up the mud and smeared it on his face, and then put Shen Jue lifted her back and walked down the mountain.