Emperor Jin'an smiled wryly in his heart, and with a flash in front of his eyes, the outside world became clear, and he saw her Xiafei's cheeks, her watery eyes were blurred, and she was paralyzed in his arms with a coquettish attitude waiting to be picked up by others.
The swelling pain became more and more obvious, and it actually made him feel like he was about to burst.
He closed his eyes, and then opened them again to look at her, with a low voice that could not be concealed hoarse: "It's getting late, I still have a few notebooks to approve, you go back first, and I'll be back after dinner. "He said as he reached out and rubbed the slightly red corners of her eyes.
Yaoniang's misty eyes gradually brightened, only then did she realize that her posture was too embarrassing, and there was something standing against her in a daze. She stood up hastily, without daring to raise her head and nodded, but when she was about to leave, she looked back at him hesitantly.
Looking at the back of her leaving, Emperor Jin'an certainly knew what she was wondering about. Looking down at the place where he hasn't been in love for many years, the bitterness on his face became stronger, and then he closed his eyes.
He was distracted to feel the space in his mind, and at this time the person was falling into a coma. He regretted a little in his heart, and couldn't help but think about whether he should pull her back and continue with the unfinished business.
But just think about it.
It doesn't matter what he does, but he might leave someday. If the original owner comes back and finds out about this, will there be a gap in his heart, will he harm her again...
He shook his head and didn't think about it any more, he got up and went to watch the memorial.
As Emperor Jin'an learned more about this world, the more he understood what was different.
If it is said that he walked a difficult and dangerous path, then the original owner walked a broad road.
The darling of heaven!
Everything seems to be going well, and the luck is so enviable!
But after all, Emperor Jin'an never thought that there is nothing in this world that can be magnanimous all the way by luck alone. Obviously it has nothing to do with him, but he masochistically collects everything that happened in this life since the fate began to fork.
In order to get help, he even used words to confuse the original owner to provide him with various information, and then obtained various information from the outside world to complete it.
The more he understands, the more he feels that everything seems to be fate, because the source of this life has changed, she is not Xu Yueru's person, nor did she take the initiative to climb into bed, so 'his' attitude from the beginning is completely different of.
It's time and fate!
He naturally thought of Han Chuanzi, maybe the change in this life was all because of Han Chuanzi. He also knew that the opportunity for him to go back lay with Han Chuanzi, but he didn't want to look for that person.
'He' is obviously him, and his background and background are exactly the same, except for her. In fact, she is also his, if there is no him, naturally there will be no 'he' and her in this life, he can completely occupy all of these with confidence.
These thoughts grew wildly in his mind like weeds. At the same time, the original owner didn't just sit still, he didn't know what method he used, but he started to compete with him for the dominance of this body. Although he still couldn't get out, it also caused a lot of trouble for Emperor Jin'an.
However, the two did not tear their skins apart, they both knew that there was a line, but if they overstepped, they would never die. In order to appease the other party, Emperor Jin'an had already ordered people to look for Han Chuanzi.
Han Chuanzi had always been near the capital, and was well-known in Tongzhou, so he was quickly brought into the palace.
"I never thought it would be an old acquaintance." After seeing Emperor Jin'an, Han Chuanzi stroked his beard and said so.
Emperor Jin'an was startled, thinking that the other party saw something, and soon he knew why the other party said that, because the voice in his head told him that 'he' had met this Taoist before.
"After saying goodbye that day, I never thought that the master's demeanor would not change."
"Your Majesty's absurd praise. The poor Taoist is a person from the outside world. He has no distracting thoughts and seeks the Tao wholeheartedly. When his heart is clear, he is peaceful." Han Chuanzi clasped his hands together and bowed in salute, with a neither humble nor overbearing attitude, with a smile on his face, and his clear eyes seemed to be There is a clarity that sees everything.
Emperor Jin'an couldn't help rubbing his fingers on the dragon table, wondering if this person meant something. It's not that he made a fuss over a molehill, but after this experience, he has a very serious fear of Han Chuanzi.
This is an emperor's instinctive resistance to the unknown. In the world he lived in, although he respected Han Chuanzi as the national teacher, and even listened to his words, he spent a lot of effort to set up such a big formation. But to put it bluntly, it was just an obsession in his heart. It was harmless anyway, and he wanted peace of mind, but he never expected that it would come true.
Just when Emperor Jin'an was in a state of confusion, Han Chuanzi said: "I don't know why Your Majesty summoned the poor Taoist priest into the palace? Could it be for the sake of the poor Taoist priest who promised His Majesty three hexagrams?"
As he said that, he smiled wryly: "Back then, His Majesty was still a potential dragon in the abyss, and if the poor Taoist did the calculations, he could see one or two. But now His Majesty is the real dragon emperor, but he is not something the poor Taoist can criticize."
"I'm not looking for you for fortune-telling."
"That is?"
"I don't know if the master believes in the theory that people have souls?"
Han Chuanzi smiled: "It seems that your Majesty has no understanding of the Taoist law. People have three souls, divided into heaven, earth, and fate. There are also seven souls, one soul is heavenly, the second soul is spiritual, and the third soul is Qi... "
It was not until dusk fell that Emperor Jin'an returned to Kunning Palace.
Yao Niang seems to be in a good mood today, she cooked a table full of dishes, and several children were also present, the whole family sat around the table.
There was a lot of laughter throughout the meal, and after the meal, Emperor Jin'an asked Xiaobao about his homework, and Yaoniang played with the children for a while before sending the three children away.
The hall fell silent, it was still early, and it was not yet time to rest. Emperor Jin'an half leaned on the big kang, holding a copy of "Shangqing Jingshu" in his hand.
Yao Niang glanced at it curiously, and asked, "Why did Your Majesty read Dao Zang's books?"
Emperor Jin'an was taken aback, he didn't expect Yaoniang to recognize this kind of book. He didn't know that although Yaoniang was taught by the original owner who fished for three days and posted on the net for two days, after so many years of teaching, Yaoniang's knowledge is no longer what it used to be. Although she couldn't understand these, she knew that they were miscellaneous books preaching Taoism.
"I'm fine, just take a look."
Yaoniang nodded, and planned to take a bath first. When she stepped into the bathroom, she looked back at Emperor Jin'an with some strange eyes, but Emperor Jin'an seemed to be thinking about something and didn't see this scene.
Yaoniang went in for a long time, but when she came out again she changed into a new attire.
Her black hair was like a waterfall, reaching to her waist, and she was only wearing a lilac-colored soft silk pajamas.
The fabric of the pajamas is a bit thin, slightly transparent under the light, allowing people to see the slender waist hidden under it at a glance. The astonishing curvature between the waist and buttocks was simply thrilling, but it was half covered by the black hair, wishing that people's eyes could turn into needles and penetrate into them.
Emperor Jin'an was suffocated for breath, feeling a little restless for some reason.
In a state of confusion, Yao Niang had already come to him: "Does Your Majesty want to take a bath?"
His throat tightened: "I have to take a bath."
"I've already had someone prepare water, how about I serve you in the bath?"
"I'll go by myself."
Yaoniang felt a little wronged: "Don't tell me your Majesty doesn't like me to wait for you to take a bath?"
"It's not, I just don't want to tire you."
Yaoniang took his hand and shook it lovingly: "I don't feel tired, Your Majesty, come with me."
As if drugged with ecstasy, Emperor Jin'an just followed Yaoniang to the bathroom.
This bathroom is the same as the one in Prince Jin's Mansion, even more luxurious than before. It was built by Emperor Jin'an specially, and there is a secret passage buried under it, and the hot water never stops.
The bathroom was filled with water vapor, and there was a strange fragrance of flowers floating in the air. Through the water vapor, one could vaguely see a white marble pool in the middle, about two feet square, with golden phoenix heads built at the four corners. At this time, hot water was gurgling out from the mouth of the phoenix.
Yaoniang helped Emperor Jin'an untie the jade belt around his waist, he pressed her hand, and said: "I will do it myself." After saying that, he quickly took off his clothes, leaving only a pair of trousers, and stepped into the pool.
It's not that Emperor Jin'an was in a hurry to do something, but that his clothes were thin, and he couldn't cover up anything strange. He didn't let out a breath until he sat in the water, and looked at Yizhu Qingtian hidden under the water with a wry smile.
Before he finished breathing out, he tensed up all of a sudden, but a very soft female body leaned behind him. He could feel that she was wearing clothes, but soaked in the water, there seemed to be no difference between wearing them or not.
Emperor Jin'an did not look back.
A piece of hibiscus noodles emerged from the back of his neck, exhaling like blue: "Your Majesty, let me help you."
Before he could refuse, the other party left him, picked up a handkerchief and rubbed it on his shoulder. While he breathed a sigh of relief, he felt an inexplicable sense of loss.
After that, Yaoniang didn't do anything to make Emperor Jin'an uncomfortable, but she said a lot. Most of them talked about the old things between her and Emperor Jin'an back then, with memories in her tone, sometimes sweet and sometimes coquettish.
The bitter taste in Emperor Jin'an's heart was so strong that even the tip of his tongue was bitter. He remembered what he said to Han Chuanzi when he was asleep during the day, and what the other party said to him: "Although the poor don't know who the person His Majesty is talking about, it is not impossible to talk about seizing the house, but you must know Fate has a definite number, and forcibly reversing it is going against the sky, it is better to obey the fate, which is the right way."
Afterwards, he casually perfunctory the other party with a few words, and then asked Han Chuanzi to be sent away.
And he stayed alone in the imperial study for a whole afternoon, and did not come to Kunning Palace until it was dark.
He obviously already had a decision in his heart, but he hesitated facing her at this moment.
The person she likes is not him, and it is not him who gives her everything, even if he has already thought that if it can be achieved, he will do everything he can to be good to her. But if she knew all this, what would happen? Even if he is sure to keep her from knowing all this, can his heart really get over this hurdle
It's all fake, he's not 'he', even though it's obviously the same person. He doesn't have any memory of everything between the two of them, and he hasn't experienced what they have experienced. If he misses it, he will miss it...
A sense of desolation spread in his heart, and Emperor Jin'an was immersed in his own thoughts, ignoring the roar of someone in his mind, and the ripples in Yaoniang's eyes.
"Your Majesty, do you still remember the worst thing you did to me back then?"
"You mean that incident back then? I didn't know about that incident. If I knew about it, I wouldn't have made you suffer so much..." Emperor Jin'an thought that Yaoniang was talking about the incident that caused her to have a child out of wedlock. He knew that she suffered a lot back then and almost couldn't survive.
Yaoniang said angrily: "Where did people say this?"
"That is-"
She wrapped her arms around his neck from behind, and put her face in the socket of his neck tenderly: "My good brother, how can you forget this?"
He thought she was acting like a spoiled child to him, and touched her cheek with a smile in his eyes: "Don't make trouble."
"Where did they make trouble with you, good brother, why did you forget?" Something surged out from the bottom of Yaoniang's eyes, but it was hidden under the water vapor, making it difficult to see clearly.
She smiled suddenly, just as Emperor Jin'an was about to say something, suddenly his eyes darkened and he passed out.
When Emperor Jin'an woke up again, he found himself lying on the bed.
He was startled and thought that the original owner had done something to cause him to faint, but he soon realized that something was wrong, and he was actually tied up. His hands and feet were tied with ropes and tied to the bedpost. He subconsciously struggled, and a person appeared in front of him.
This person is Yaoniang.
Yaoniang changed her clothes again, unlike before, this time she was tightly wrapped. Her face was a little pale, her eyes were undecided in surprise, but also contained a kind of sternness, and the corners of her mouth were tightly pursed.
"who are you?"
Emperor Jin'an's heart skipped a beat, he frowned and pretended nothing happened: "What are you doing?"
Yaoniang came over, sat on the edge of the bed, stretched out a hand to touch his face. Her movements were gentle, but there was an unconcealable haste in her voice: "I have tried many times, your face is real, your body is real, and I will take care of every scar on Your Majesty's body." I know, this cannot be faked, but the person here is not His Majesty, not my Majesty... "
There have always been stories of lonely souls and wild ghosts occupying people's bodies in Tales from the Countryside, so Yaoniang couldn't help thinking wildly after going through repeated temptations.
She actually gave the other party a chance, just like the previous sentence "good brother". These words were Meng Lang's actions in the bed when King Jin was in a vicious state. For a while, he always forced Yao Niang to call him that. Later, after detoxification, he changed his previous series of dirty words, which was once used by Yaoniang to make fun of him.
This was the most intimate matter between the two of them. It was impossible for the real Emperor Jin'an to know about it, but the other party didn't understand what it meant, and only thought that he was acting like a baby with him.
After listening to Yaoniang's words, Emperor Jin'an didn't speak, and Yaoniang couldn't help crying: "Who are you? I can promise you whatever you ask for. Since you are a lonely ghost, you must be dead. , you have a family, right? You tell me where your home is, whether you want money or an official, I can give it to you, as long as you can return His Majesty to me, I can give you anything."
"I… "
"I know you are a good person. I have tried you many times. You would rather endure it yourself than touch me. Since you are a gentleman, you must have a gentleman's mind. Your Majesty and I have been husband and wife for ten years, and we have four children , we have long been obsessed with each other. Can you give him back to me, I can't live without him... "
Crystal clear teardrops slipped down her fair cheeks in strings and dripped onto his neck and face. Although they had no temperature, they were so hot that he couldn't help but want to shiver.
"What do you want, you tell me, I can definitely do it..."
"I..." I just want you.
A great sense of desolation swept over his whole body, and at the same time, the deepest part of his soul also rolled up turbulent waves. The original owner didn't know what kind of stimulation he had received. He was clearly in a coma, but he woke up inexplicably and began to hit the barrier.
He took a deep breath, and reprimanded in a cold voice: "Is this the reason for your fuss? Do you question me as a lonely ghost for such a ridiculous reason, and even tie me up?"
"I… "
He sighed: "I have been suffering from headaches from time to time these days, and my memory is also inexplicably declining. I don't remember many previous things. I didn't want to tell you, I was afraid that you would worry, but I didn't expect you to That's all I've been thinking about."
"Your Majesty..."
"You have a red mole on your perineum." After saying this, Emperor Jin'an stopped talking and just looked at her with a cold face.
This kind of place can be said to be the most private place for a woman, even she and her personal maid don't know about it, the only one who knows is Emperor Jin'an, who is closest to her.
Because he told her about it.
Yaoniang's face turned red and then white, suddenly as if she was stimulated by something, she hurried to untie the ropes on Emperor Jin'an's hands and feet.
She was at a loss, she couldn't speak smoothly, and stumbled: "Your Majesty, I didn't do it on purpose, I, I...you punish me...
"I really didn't mean it, I thought..." She was so anxious that she wanted to cry again.
He sat up, moved his hands and feet, sighed, and embraced her in his arms: "Okay, let's not talk about this, I am very tired, let me rest for a while."
Yaoniang lay quietly in his arms, he stroked her back one after another, the surroundings were very quiet.
"Your Majesty, don't be like this in the future. If you don't tell me anything, I will be very worried..."
"Ok."
And after such an incident, Yaoniang also seemed to have exhausted her energy, and soon fell asleep.
He took a look at her peaceful sleeping face, there was still water in the corner of her eyes, he stretched out his hand to touch it, and slowly closed his eyes.
In that dark space, Emperor Jin'an had been cursing for a long time, and now he collapsed to the ground exhausted.
"Despicable, shameless, nasty..."
Suddenly, a burst of suction came, and he couldn't help but began to lift into the air. Something twisted, making his eyes bright, and a tall figure passed him by in a trance.
"I will return her to you, please don't tell her that I have been here."
He froze for a moment, moved again, and woke up.