Bai Xiyu still had a headache looking at the red eyes. He squinted his eyes and asked Yu Chuhong, "What did father do last night?"
Yu Chuhong's palm was pressed against Bai Xiyu's naked back, stroking it up and down gently, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he asked Bai Xiyu, "Xiaobai doesn't remember?"
Bai Xiyu shook his head, he only remembered that jujube honey was added to the wine in front of him at the palace banquet yesterday, which he liked very much, so he couldn't help drinking a few more glasses. This kind of situation would never have happened before, probably because now he knew that Yu Chuhong would be behind to protect him no matter what, so he acted a little more recklessly.
But this is very bad, after all, Yu Chuhong can't be with him forever, and the only person he can rely on in the future world is still himself.
Looking at the dark eyes of the man in front of him, Yu Chuhong knew where Bai Xiyu had wandered off again. He gently stroked his back and said to him, "I don't remember, don't you remember?"
Yu Chuhong's voice was mixed with helplessness and a trace of sorrow that perhaps Bai Xiyu would never understand.
Bai Xiyu is not good at thinking about people's hearts, or he is too lazy to think about it, so he stretched out his hand and poked Chuhong's chest, and asked, "Could it be that the father got married behind his back? .”
However, Yu Chuhong was very dissatisfied with his use of the word, grabbed his claws that were on fire, and asked him in a low and hoarse voice: "What do you mean married again? When did the emperor marry someone else?"
"Those concubines in your harem, otherwise, father, would you keep those concubines in your harem as beautiful decorations?" Bai Xiyu said.
Those concubines were really just decorations for Chu Hong, but at this time he couldn't explain to Bai Xiyu, telling him that I stayed in this harem for you.
Yu Chuhong felt that the person in front of him was probably jealous, so he couldn't help smiling, and said to him, "That's a different Xiaobai."
In fact, Bai Xiyu believed Yu Chuhong's words. An emperor who didn't even reveal his own son, the concubines in his harem were just for display or something, what he said just now was just casual. It's just that he still doesn't understand why Yu Chuhong can identify himself at a glance. He always treats the concubines in the harem with a cold expression. How can he treat a newborn baby as a treasure, besides, he still knows this child. It wasn't his own, but he didn't know how to ask this.
Yu Chuhong felt that the child in front of him might have reached puberty, and he didn't tell his parents if he had something to do, and he always liked to hold it in his stomach. He asked Bai Xiyu, "Are you awake now?"
Bai Xiyu didn't speak, but seeing his eyes staring like copper bells, he was probably sober and could no longer be sober.
"Are you feeling unwell?"
Bai Xiyu didn't understand why Yu Chuhong asked him what he was doing. He just drank a little wine last night, so why would he feel uncomfortable. But soon he wanted to know what Yu Chuhong wanted to do.
"It just so happens that Father is uncomfortable in a place, and I want Xiaobai to help Father." Yu Chuhong turned over and fell on Bai Xiyu's body.
Without waiting for Bai Xiyu to say no, Yu Chuhong directly reached out and took the three little guys to Bliss.
After it was over, Yu Chuhong whispered in his ear: "Xiaobai, you have always been the only person Father wants."
Like a dead fish, Bai Xiyu was paralyzed on the bed with his eyes closed and muttered in a low voice. Hearing Yu Chuhong's words, his eyelids moved, half opened, and asked, "Since Erchen was a child, my father was like this?" Thought?"
Yu Chuhong didn't feel embarrassed at all, and directly admitted: "Yes."
Beast! Bai Xiyu had nothing to say, so he closed his eyes and stopped looking at Yu Chuhong. Yu Chuhong put on his clothes and went to the floor, carefully folded the two sets of wedding clothes from yesterday and put them on the bedside. Then he bent down and kissed Bai Xiyu's forehead, and said to him, "Father, go get you something to eat."
After Yu Chuhong left, Bai Xiyu opened his eyes and looked at the pile of red silk hanging on the top of the bed. He still felt a little hot in his eyes. He turned his head and just saw the two sets of clothes that Yu Chuhong put there. He couldn't see them. The whole picture of the whole suit is just the patterns on it...
"These two sets of clothes..." Bai Xiyu frowned. He always felt that these two sets of wedding clothes looked familiar, but he couldn't think of where he had seen them before.
The original plot of this world has been completely disrupted now, and Bai Xiyu can't tell when she can give Song Ziyan another halo, and the time she and Song Ziyan fell in love with Chunxiang before, I don't know if the headquarters can give it to her. This counts as a halo, after all, it was not in the original plot. Bai Xiyu sighed at the end thinking, maybe this world will be spent in vain, he lay in a daze on the bed, wondering whether it was worth it or not for him to do so.
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In the eighteenth year of Tianshun, autumn.
Song Heng, Minister of the Household Department, embezzled and embezzled 300,000 taels of silver for disaster relief. He committed a heinous crime and punished his three clans. They were beheaded at the Meridian Gate three days later. Concubine Yan Song Ziyan was also thrown into the cold palace and given a glass of poisoned wine.
The eunuch delivering the decree handed over the imperial decree to Song Ziyan, and Song Ziyan accepted the bright yellow imperial decree respectfully with a pale face. Although it was her father's fault, if it wasn't for her as a concubine's daughter, who would want to come to him? Father wouldn't go too far either.
The past few days in the cold palace have been difficult, and now the weather has entered late autumn, and the cool wind comes in through the gaps in the doors and windows. Song Ziyan held the wine glass in her hand and sighed: "This life of the palace, What exactly are you looking for?" Although she has never been in bed in the past few years since she entered the palace, she has already enjoyed all kinds of glory and wealth, and in the end she felt that this was what she deserved.
"Your Majesty!" Qing Luo pulled Song Ziyan's sleeve beside her, crying like pear blossoms and rain.
Song Ziyan persuaded: "Don't cry Qingyu, after I leave, you can find a kinder master."
"No, slaves have to follow the empress!"
"Stupid child..." Song Ziyan raised the wine glass in her hand, raised her head and was about to drink the wine in it.
The door of the palace was suddenly broken open, Song Ziyan stopped and looked outside, only to see a guard coming from outside, stopped in front of Song Ziyan, and said to her: "Ms Yan Concubine, this official is ordered by the emperor, come here Send Concubine Yan out of the palace."
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"What's the meaning?"
The guard replied: "It was the eldest prince who pleaded for you in front of His Majesty,"
"Eldest Prince?" Song Ziyan looked at the guard in front of her suspiciously. She didn't suspect that this man had any conspiracy, but she was curious, so she also asked, "Why would the Eldest Prince plead for my palace?"
"I don't know." The guard said to Song Ziyan expressionlessly, "Concubine Yan, please."
The guards sent Song Ziyan to the outskirts of the capital, and before returning to the palace, he told Song Ziyan, "The emperor asked the subordinate officials to tell you that in the past, the emperor would not even ask about the life and death of the empress."
"Thank you, my lord."
Meanwhile, Bai Xiyu in Shenghe Palace was lying on the bed at this time. Last night, he wanted Yu Chuhong to spare Song Ziyan's life, but Yu Chuhong almost lost half of his life because of Yu Chuhong's torment. In the end, Bai Xiyu was forced to bite Yu Chuhong's arm hard, and the teeth marks have not disappeared until now.
Now his whole body is covered with marks left by Yu Chuhong, and his butt is so painful that he dare not even sit up. When he just woke up, he thought that he could still be alive the next morning after being irrigated by Yu Chuhong all night. , and as soon as his butt landed on the bed, he yelled out.
Bai Xiyu scratched his fingers and sighed. If the headquarters can treat his mission this time with a tolerant mind, then adding this time should already give out two halos, but if the headquarters does not admit it, then it is not wronged .
In fact, the evaluation criteria of the headquarters are not strict. As long as you send out the halo, no matter how the next plot develops, you have completed the task. It's just that the quantity requirements are quite large, and you need to complete at least 80,000 passing worlds, or 40,000 good worlds, or 20,000 excellent worlds, in order to realize your wish. The world rating is based on the number of auras you send in this world, one is pass, two is good, three or more is excellent.
In the past, in order to save time, Bai Xiyu would leave immediately after giving away the last halo, but in this world, if it wasn't for Yu Chuhong's reason, he would probably kill himself immediately when he knew the plot had collapsed, and go back to the headquarters. Start the next wave of missions.
But in the end he didn't do that, now that even the heroine has been sent away, it's meaningless for him to stay in this world, he has a mysterious obsession with completing tasks, but now he decides to stay in the rest of the world He has been with Yu Chuhong for decades.
Yu Chuhong took the ointment and walked to the bedside. Seeing that Bai Xiyu was still scratching his fingers, he bent down and lifted Bai Xiyu's quilt, and dug out a small piece of ointment. While applying the ointment, he said to him: "Father I will abdicate in a few days, leave the throne to Wen Yuan, and then take you around."
The feeling of being stabbed in the back is still a bit weird, especially the weaker little flower was baptized by the storm yesterday. Bai Xiyu snorted and asked Yu Chuhong: "Won't the father regret it?"
Yu Chuhong stirred it with his fingers twice, laughed, and said, "Why do you regret it? This world is not what I wanted."
In the spring of the nineteenth year of Tianshun, Emperor Jing Yu Chuhong died, leaving a will to pass the throne to the second prince Yu Wenyuan, but the eldest prince Yu Xibai was missing at this time. There were rumors in the court, so Wen Yuan tampered with the will and killed Yu Xibai.
After many, many years, Yu Chuhong is no longer the suave and high-spirited emperor of the past. He has a stooped back, gray hair, and lost teeth, but his face is rosy and looks very healthy. But Yu Chuhong knew that he would not live long.
One morning, he dug out the jar of wine buried many years ago from under the peach tree in the yard, and poured two glasses on the table.
When Bai Xiyu came back with two chickens, he smelled the aroma of wine as soon as he entered the room. He took a breath, put down the roast chicken in his hand, and shouted to Yu Chuhong, who was busy in the kitchen: "I'll get older than this wine first." Have a taste!"
"Drink." Yu Chuhong replied.
"Then I won't wait for you."
Bai Xiyu picked up the wine glass on the table and shook it twice in front of his nose. The taste of jujube honey in this glass of wine seemed to be particularly strong, but he liked it very much, so he raised his head and drank the wine inside.
He had just finished this glass of wine, and he felt a little smoky. Yu Chuhong had already walked out of the kitchen at this time, but the strange thing was that he didn't bring anything in his hand. Bai Xiyu lay down on the table and tried hard to straighten his eyes, and said to Chu Hong, "Old Yu, I think I'm a little drunk..."
Yu Chuhong walked up to him and sat down, comforting him: "Get drunk, I'll be with you."
As soon as his words fell, Bai Xiyu had already closed his eyes, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, as if he was having a sweet dream.
Yu Chuhong sat stiffly for a long time. From early morning to midday, when the body of the person beside him gradually cooled down and his heartbeat and breathing stopped, he finally stood up and moved Bai Xiyu to the bed. He sat beside the bed. Then, looking down at the person on the bed, after a long time, Yu Chuhong reached out and touched Bai Xiyu's head, then kissed the corner of his mouth.
And on his bare|exposed arms are a pair of deep teeth marks, which were added by Bai Xiyu's daily bites.
It was March outside, the spring was bright and beautiful, the grass was growing, and the catkins were flying in the wind, like a heavy snowfall.
He lay down beside him, held him in his arms, closed his eyes, and passed away peacefully.
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When Bai Xiyu returned to the headquarters, he was still dazed. He clearly remembered that he was still dreaming the last moment. He dreamed that he had finished all the tasks and was about to return to the beginning. Why did he open his eyes and return to the headquarters
I didn't expect to drink myself to death with a drink, and I don't know how Yu Chuhong would cry when he found out. He is so old, and without him taking care of him, how could Bai Xiyu feel relieved, but there is no other way now up.
Bai Xiyu clutched his chest. He felt some pain here. Although it wasn't very strong, he couldn't ignore it. Maybe he really needed to ask the minister for amnestics.
After he slowly recovered, he put down his right hand covering his chest, and looked up at the world's rating. Bai Xiyu froze in place again, and it turned out that the word "excellent" was displayed on it. (83 Chinese.83.)