Yi Lie doesn’t know how many times he has cried in front of him? Sometimes it’s the wet corners of his eyes that make his blood pulse throbbing, sometimes it’s the tears of collapse and disappointment that annoy him, and sometimes it’s just hysterical. An unbearable wail—but there was never such a time when she was wronged and cried like a child.
During this period of time,? Consciously or unintentionally, he gradually pieced together the eight years of him in the words of others.
A gentleman who is soft on the outside and tough on the inside, a vassal king who protects one side and is loved by the people. Of course, there are people who hate and poison him, gnashing their teeth and cursing this vicious femme fatale.
Can never have such a vulnerable side.
he knew,?something was always wrong,?was wrong from the beginning.
A person with such a method handed over everything to him without any grievances,? He could even dispatch his servants at will, as if he was the master of the Guang'an Palace? At first he scoffed,? He just thought it was just a The idiot beauty who has lost her head, now,? He was terrified and knew that it was definitely not—he cried like this!
This person... he must never touch.
Yi Lie gritted his teeth and thought.
He personally fed him the medicine, ? But he hugged him as usual and fell into a dream.
Dream,?It was the scene of the previous life again,?Sima Yu's face was like a crown of jade, but his eyes were like a hungry mouse with burning desire in the gutter,?Drooling his face, he approached cautiously.
"Chihu King,? As long as you accept the order, you will be the emperor's husband of the lord of the world,? Bei'an, and you can get it at your fingertips."
The light in his eyes became brighter, and he added a bargaining chip: "...the Emperor Yuan of this dynasty is still in perfect condition."
The wolves are everywhere, and the army stands solemnly in the sky, ready to attack the city with the order of the Red Tiger King, but he couldn't wait any longer. With the imperial decree, he entered the dilapidated and dark cold palace at night, and snatched him away. Sharp blade in hand.
The heroic Qianyun took out the imperial decree, shook his whole body, and bullied him unscrupulously: "Your Majesty has a golden word, how can you not mean what you say!"
The fairy-like and beautiful Majesty was obviously terrified, and retreated step by step. He hugged him impatiently, and that beautiful Majesty was really frightened by him.
Calm down, step by step, he warned himself.
—How can I bear it, how can I bear it!
Just hugged him, pressed against the wall, and hugged him anxiously. His majesty was so loose and his hair was messed up, showing a pitiful and panicked look.
"I won't touch you," he panted like a hungry wolf, but he said boldly: "but you have to let me hug you for a while."
Just hugging, no, he was obviously blaspheming him in a panic, sniffing endlessly, his hair, neck, chest, and even a hot head getting into his hem.
It's still such a good-smelling cold fragrance, his fragrance is everywhere.
——Finally it's too late, after all it's too late.
He doesn't care what he thinks, he just knows that he is his, and the important thing is that there is no eighteen-year-old boy.
All his own.
On the huge bed, a tall man leaned against the forehead of the person in his arms, showing a sinister and distorted smile in his sleep.
***
After the Lantern Festival, this New Year is finally coming to an end, and everything is gradually separated from the festive celebrations, and the tranquility of the past has been restored.
Ni Ying rode to Shixiangkou and finally ate the seven-color Lantern Festival that she had been thinking about yesterday, and now she is returning to the mansion contentedly.
She has been camping in the suburbs for the past few days, and it was only when she remembered that she hadn't been back to the Wangfu training ground for a long time. She felt strangely missing those days when she played with those boys in the past, so she spared half a day to go to the training ground.
Entered the door, just turned a corner, and saw a figure sneaking in the door of the training ground, poking his head.
Ni Ying saw that it was Songzhu who used to serve in the main courtyard, but now she was transferred to her courtyard by the manager. I saw him stretching his neck and looking into the training ground, with a look of anxiety on his face, as if hesitating whether to step in or not, he just lingered, looking preoccupied.
Ni Ying frowned slightly. She seemed to have seen his distraught look for a few days in a row, and she didn't know what this kid wanted to do
If you say that he is sneaky, Ni Ying will never believe it. This Shochiku is also an orphan. He grew up in the mansion. He has always been honest and responsible. .
"Songzhu!" Ni Ying shouted.
Sure enough, Songzhu was taken aback. Seeing that it was Ni Ying, his face turned paler.
Suspiciousness grew in Ni Ying's heart, but she didn't show it on her face. She still smiled as usual and said, "What are you doing here?"
Shochiku faltered and waved his hands, "I... I'll just take a look..."
He made a bow and hurried away. After walking a long way, he looked back again. Seeing that Ni Ying was still looking at him, his expression froze. Looks like he's in a hurry.
Ni Ying holds the sword thoughtfully,
***
It was night, and the spring was cold. Most of the people in the streets and alleys had rested early, but the lights of a house at the end of the West Street were still on.
Zhou Dawu accompanied Jiang's family to prepare a pair of children and fell asleep, and finally ushered in a rare time for the two of them alone. Jiang immediately went to fry some peanuts and cut up a few plates of pickles for drinks, while Zhou Dawu went to drink A jar of new wine was dug out from the cellar, and a small wine table was set up.
The two husbands and wives are deeply affectionate, and they always have endless things to say over a small drink.
After eating, I couldn't help thinking about the boring memories of the past in Beijing. Although Zhou Dawu is not rich and powerful in today's life, Zhou Dawu is naturally content.
Jiang Shiman was being served wine when the mother-in-law exclaimed from outside.
Zhou Dawu's complexion tightened, he exchanged a glance with Jiang, stood up hurriedly, touched a stick from behind the door and went out quietly.
Just opened the door, but saw the old woman grabbing a sixteen or seventeen year old boy and cursing, Zhou Dawu was startled: "Songzhu?"
The person who came was Songzhu, with a pale face. When he saw Zhou Dawu, he couldn't bear it anymore, and knelt down with a plop: "My lord, save Your Highness!"
Zhou Dawu was caught off guard when he heard this, and was taken aback: "What Your Highness?"
Songzhu burst into tears: "Your Highness has not gone to the capital, but is still in Lingnan!"
This next week Dawu couldn’t understand even more. His eyes widened and he secretly swallowed his saliva, but he also realized the seriousness of the matter. Jiang was very clever and hurriedly asked his mother-in-law to go down first. He picked up Songzhu and went into the room.
She pressed Songzhu on the table, and said to Zhou Dawu who hurried in: "I'm watching from outside."
Zhou Dawu nodded and let her go. He poured water for Songzhu who was sitting there in a panic. Songzhu drank it tremblingly, and immediately wiped away his tears with his sleeves.
"My lord, please save Your Highness... Your Highness may have been hidden by Lord Yan!"
"Master Yan?" Zhou Dawu almost doubted his ears, "You mean...Yi Lie?"
"Yes!" The words that had been hidden for so long finally came out, Songzhu's heart relaxed, but he was already on the verge of collapse: "Brother Zhou... I... you may not believe what I just said, but Songzhu pledged his life to say everything." true."
Zhou Dawu's heart was beating like a beating, he barely suppressed it, comforted Shochiku a few words, and asked him to speak slowly.
Shochiku choked with sobs and began to speak intermittently.
Songzhu has served the King of Guang'an since he was a child. He thinks he has always been diligent and diligent. A few days ago, he was transferred from the main courtyard for no reason. So he could ask for another chance to be transferred back to the main courtyard to serve his god-like master in his heart.
But the main courtyard, which has always been quiet, has placed many people there, and strictly guarded it, saying that it is for the safety of His Highness, no idlers are allowed to enter, and since they are not allowed to enter, Songzhu hides in the ear room and guards the gate of the main courtyard for several days. He never saw His Highness take half a step out of the courtyard. Later, when he heard the news that His Highness had entered Beijing, he felt even more strange. In the past few days, except at night, he never took his eyes off the main courtyard entrance. How could he not see His Highness when he went out— It is impossible to go to Beijing and pick an hour in the middle of the night.
At that moment, I had doubts in my heart, because Ni Ying was still in the residence, and he was fine, so he simply didn't go back at night, and stayed in the ear room all day long with a big padded jacket in his arms, until the third night, He was woken up by the rustling sound, but saw two servants walking out of the courtyard with a man in a hood, and Yan Lie followed behind with a cold face.
Songzhu followed the King of Guang'an since he was a child. Although he couldn't see the appearance of the man in the pocket, the figure was engraved in his heart.
He was so horrified that he almost cried out. He bit his hand so hard that he could not make any sound.
This incident was too horrifying and completely inconsistent with his cognition. He returned to his residence in a panic and couldn't sleep all night. How could such a thing be done, but the whole thing really happened in front of him! He has been tossing and turning these days, not daring to tell anyone, but he absolutely can't turn a blind eye!
——If there was no King Guang'an, he would have been a lonely ghost by now. How could he be in the present day, so no matter whether he was wrong or not, he had to confirm it.
He burst into tears: "My lord, you must think of a way!"
Zhou Dawu's face was heavy.
If it was someone else, even if it was a little bit, he would have to go to find out the situation. However, this person is Yan Lie, a master who would give his life to him as long as His Highness asks, so how could it be harmful to His Highness
He hesitated for a while, "Songchi..."
Songzhu pushed the seat away, and knelt down with a puff, "I beg your lord to believe in Songzhu! Songzhu is willing to guarantee it with his life. If it is not true, Songzhu will be killed or cut. I only hope that Your Highness is safe..."
He wept secretly, and murmured: "Such a good Your Highness... such a good Highness..."
But I can't go on anymore.
Zhou Dawu frowned and was about to help him up, when Jiang screamed outside: "What are you doing?"
Before he could react, the door was broken open. Ni Ying looked at Songzhu with a stern face and red eyes.
The night wind rushed in all of a sudden, making people feel cold all over.
The author has something to say: I am really busy at the end of the year, and our company wants to date him several times. However, the fact is that these chapters are simply the product of unconscionable fishing under the support of a dog-blooded soul.
After a few days, try to update as much as possible in the future!
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