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No matter how many worlds you have been to, no matter how novel they are, and how many people and memories they carry, the feeling is still not equal to the world that truly belongs to you.
When he left this world, he was missing a touch of emotion, and when he returned to this world again, that touch of emotion returned to him. At this time, he seemed to have experienced Nirvana and was rejuvenated.
At the moment when he committed suicide by taking the drug, he never thought that he would have the chance to be reborn, and after exchanging love soul, he never thought that there would be a day when he would have it again.
Helang actually doesn't want this kind of emotion, because he knows that the word "love" means more pain to him. He fears, escapes, and refuses, but Guatu tells him that there are only seven emotions and six desires, and three souls and seven souls. , to be called a human being.
Reborn with a whole soul, everything is a new beginning, he is not the third prince, nor Helang, just a leisurely and unrestrained person, watching the sunset from the west mountain, and sitting and watching the clouds rising, when he is in a state of confusion, he meets the ancient Buddha Qingdeng Accompanied, when you are bored, you will wander around, sing from all directions, and feel free.
This is indeed chic and quiet, but it is also lonely.
While leaning on a tree for a drink, Helang would often imagine his future life through drunkenness. He didn't dare to expect to be lucky enough to meet his beloved, and he didn't dare to touch his feelings again. He only thought about whether there would be some coincidence, could Find some confidantes to accompany you for the rest of your life
He bent his lips and smiled wryly, perhaps it was most likely that he grew up alone in the mountains.
The days were calm, and there was a storm again.
He wandered around, and heard a lot of anecdotes and anecdotes. He had a drink in a restaurant that day, and he also quietly listened to the chatter of the drinkers, but he didn't expect to hear his name from them.
"Is there any news about the third prince Helang in recent months? Your Majesty hasn't given up looking for him yet?"
"If there is any news, even Qianwenlou, which specializes in collecting news in the rivers and lakes, can't find him at all. If you want me to tell you, the Holy One should give up. Concentrating on political affairs is the most important thing. It has been ten years. Maybe someone It's all been…”
The person who spoke immediately fell silent and did not dare to make any further comments.
"The Holy Majesty has been concentrating on political affairs. He is already wise enough. Otherwise, how could we defeat such a powerful neighboring country?"
"The Holy Majesty was indeed ruthless when he succeeded to the throne, but in the next few years he gradually began to show compassion for the common people. He is considered a good emperor... It's just that he hasn't blossomed yet, which makes people a little anxious."
A few people chattered and said everything, Helang listened, but he was lost, he hurriedly found a bamboo hat mask to cover his face, and impulsively stepped forward to ask: "Brothers, when I first arrived in the capital ... I just heard you talking about the third prince? Didn't he pass away long ago?"
"Shhh, little brother, you have to be careful about what you say." The man looked nervous and lowered his voice, "You should be young too, so it's no wonder you don't know the old things ten years ago."
Helang clenched his fist slightly and continued to ask, but luckily the man was willing to talk to him.
"At the beginning, the third prince was indeed dead. It is said that he committed suicide because he was neglected by the former emperor. Some people said that he was forced to die by seizing the throne, so we ordinary people will not talk about it... In short, after the emperor took the throne, he seemed to be in trouble. Yes, he even opened the coffin to see the third prince. Guess what? It was an empty coffin! Since then, the Holy Majesty has been looking for the third prince all over the world. Now after so many years, there are still posters of the third prince on the city gate. As for the portrait, anyone who has news will be rewarded heavily! They even give officials and land! It’s just that no one has this blessing... "
The man sighed regretfully and shook his head, but Helang paused. After listening to his words, he began to sweat on his forehead, and was caught off guard by a series of surprises.
Ten years have passed since he left, and he never expected that things would develop like this. He thought that he could finally be a wild crane, but in fact he was also surrounded by danger at this time
He Lang thanked him and was about to leave, but was suddenly stopped by the man just now.
Seeing that Helang was covering his face while eating and drinking in a restaurant, he couldn't help asking, "Why is this little brother covering up? Why don't you stay and have a bowl of wine with us and talk?"
"Thank you. I'm just sick. We'll meet again." Helang shook his head and insisted on leaving. The people behind him felt weird and stopped him before he stepped out of the restaurant, wanting to see his appearance.
This action made the drinkers notice the existence of Helang, and all of them turned their attention to him, booing him to show his true colors.
Not far from the restaurant, there were people from the yamen. Seeing the situation, they immediately came over to check the situation. They also became suspicious, and took the lead and immediately ordered Helang to be detained.
Startled, Helang rushed out from the crowd, and the people behind him reacted and immediately followed in a series.
"Quick! Quick! The person in front is very suspicious! Maybe it's the third prince!" The leader also guessed wildly. After all, the Holy Majesty searched for the third prince for ten years, but still found nothing. At this moment, there was finally a little clue. Even if you try your best, you won't give up.
The speed of this group of strong men is not ordinary. Helang was able to improve his weak physique after training in the previous few worlds. He had the qualifications to hide. That face was quickly recognized by the government officials behind him, and their pursuit was eye-catching, causing an uproar in the street.
With a flash, Helang walked into an alley, took advantage of the opportunity to hide in the nearest abandoned house, squatted against the wall, panting, and his legs were weak.
For the first half month, he only wandered around sparsely populated places, no one recognized him, and he didn't know that the capital city would be so dangerous.
Hearing the sporadic footsteps leaving, Helang heaved a sigh of relief, straightened up and wiped off his sweat.
It's just that before the breath was relieved, there was another rustling sound behind him.
A deep and hoarse voice pierced the air, suppressing the trembling in his throat, "Brother Emperor, it's easy for me to find you."
Helang's body froze, his heart sank instantly with a thud, and his feet were fixed in place as if filled with lead.
This voice can be said to have frightened him. The unprecedented chaos filled Helang's brain, and his whole body was moved by it. Even though he no longer had any nostalgia for this person, his heartbeat was still caught off guard. And accelerate.
Helang began to hate the emotion he had regained. Even though he had been calm and calm for many years, the abnormality in his heart reminded him of something all the time. He took a deep breath and let all the emotions on his face calm.
He Zheng is clearly the lord of the world, why should he still be concerned about a person who should have died ten years ago? Or is he really going to kill them all like this
How many lives can he give him
A bitter taste welled up in his throat, and Helang couldn't help shaking his head and sighing. He turned his head resignedly, and glanced at He Zheng lightly, unwilling to give him any more attention. He lowered his eyes and stared at his feet. Nidi also didn't want to look at the majestic majesty in front of him.
It's not that He Zheng didn't notice the indifference of the person in front of him, he tried his best to ignore the gap between the fiery reunion in his imagination and the alienation in reality, he only thought that he was shy, and still walked forward cheerfully.
"I knew that Brother Huang would not die, nor would he be willing to leave this world and leave me."
He Zhengquan was immersed in his own world, a trace of long-lost satisfaction appeared on his majestic face, as if he thought that the person in front of him would still be as infatuated with him as before.
Helang watched him quietly, and laughed secretly, this person would not know that he was indeed dead at the beginning, and indeed he left this world because of his heart's death, he only looked at this person, and he finally moved away looked away.
The two have known each other since they were eight years old. Although He Lang is humble, he still regards himself as the eldest brother, caring for He Zheng until he was eighteen years old, the most youthful ten years are because of him, and the most turbulent ten years after that are also because of him.
At this time, He Lang was already twenty-eight years old and was about to stand up. In the next ten years, he would not dare to entangle with this person again.
"You've got the wrong person." Helang frowned, his eyes were cold, as if he was really a stranger to this person.
His attitude caused He Zheng's complexion to change suddenly, and he immediately grabbed his wrist seriously, "Brother Emperor, don't make trouble, follow me back."
Vigorously shaking off his hand, Helang hid his hands tightly in his sleeves, never wanting to look him in the eye, "Your Majesty, the great work has been accomplished now, I'm a mediocre man, I pose no threat to you, why don't you let me go, and save you I come down to this filthy folk."
The emperor in my impression treated him kindly and gently, and always used all his patience. He Zheng never expected that he would say such indifferent words. I have regretted everything before..."
He Zheng took a step closer, wanting to hold Helang's hand, but he dodged without hesitation, with a stab in his heart, the original high tide plummeted, his complexion turned pale, and his voice softened, as if afraid of disturbing Helang Lang, at a loss, said: "Brother, don't be afraid of me... I guarantee that what happened back then will not happen. Since the brother is auspicious, it is my luck to be alive. Please come back to the palace with me." Take a good rest."
The more Helang listened, the more impatience in his eyes grew, and he refused coldly: "I'm afraid I won't be able to enjoy this blessing."
He Zheng gritted his teeth, and after struggling for a moment, he was determined to take him away.
With a wave of his hand, several servants with knives appeared behind him, and the formation was not small.
"Send the third prince back to the palace."
... ... ...
When Helang stepped into this deep palace wall again, he thought he would feel heavy like a shackle, but in the end he was really defiant, and he realized that it was actually nothing more than that.
He Zheng had already forced him to death once, what else could he do this time
After he returned to the palace, the palace suddenly became lively. First, He Zheng made him a prince, but he didn't give him the mansion territory. He also held a large banquet in the palace, calling it Longyan Joy, and wanted to celebrate with the officials.
Helang, who hadn't experienced such a luxurious atmosphere for a long time, couldn't help being dazzled by the congratulations that came in front of him. In the past, even if he was a prince, he would stay in the cold courtyard all day long complaining about himself. Ingratiate and flatter.
He Zheng sat high on the main seat, and kept watching the expression of Helang, who was in the second seat. Seeing that he was calm and unable to enjoy himself with the crowd, his heart seemed to be thrown with ripples, and he asked tentatively, "Didn't Brother Huang like to be lively before?" Why is he still so lacking in interest.
before? Helang shook his wine glass without raising his head, "People change."
He Zheng was silent, staring at the wine glass in his hand, his heart twitched, and he immediately snatched it away, "Brother Emperor, drinking alcohol will hurt your body."
"What's the matter? I've drank poisonous wine, let alone this kind of sake?" Helang didn't care much, bent his lips into a smile, took a gulp from the pot at the table, and bid farewell to the guests with a little tipsiness.
He Zheng stared at his back with stiff eyes, the sleeves of the dragon robe were wrinkled, and the sudden words of the emperor's brother actually made him feel cold all over, and the nightmare that he tried his best to forget was brought up again, he would rather Brother Huang hated him, blamed him, and didn't want him to treat him so indifferently, stingy with his eyes and words, as if they really had nothing to do with each other.
The singing and dancing in his ears instantly became very noisy. He Zheng left a group of ministers and waved his sleeves away. When he arrived at the gate of Changhuan Hall, he was still muttering. He Lang didn't want to come out to see him, so he might have to stay all night. Intend.
The night was as cold as water, and the night wind was biting, the personal eunuch boldly stepped forward to persuade He Zheng to take care of the dragon's body, but he turned a deaf ear to it.
He didn't care about the mere wind and cold, he just wanted to know that the person who used to frown for him because he didn't wear a coat could really cut him out of his heart so cruelly
An hour passed, He Zheng's body and mind were completely chilled, but he still didn't wait for Helang's voice to speak, and the palace guards who guarded the gate and held the lamps couldn't stand it anymore, and quickly knelt down in a row, crying pear blossoms with rain in front of the palace gate, begging the prince come out.
A crack opened in the closed palace door hesitantly, "Tell me if you have something to do, you are preventing me from resting."
As if everyone had been granted amnesty, He Zheng's dim eyes seemed to be illuminated by a night light, and he pushed the door open and drove straight in after receiving the consent.
The author has something to say: The original world, the length will be longer.
Starting from the first two chapters of the full text, I finally waited until this day...
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