Youshu immediately accepted the master's explanation, but after thinking about it again, she felt that it was wrong, and asked tangled, "I fell into the cesspool, why is only my face and face so dirty?"
Meng Changye's footsteps paused slightly, and he was racking his brains to think about how to prevaricate, when he suddenly realized that, "Yes, I must have fallen in like a flop, and this only stained my face. Good luck! No wonder you just put I pressed it into the water and it turned out to be helping me wash it. Thank you!"
To the young man's clear and grateful gaze, no matter how cruel Meng Changye was, he felt a little uncomfortable now, and even more secretly felt amused. He didn't say anything yet, this person filled out the details before and after, and tried his best to think about the good, it's really naive. Even if he knew that this might be a trick of Emperor Chun's deliberately pretending to be crazy and selling fools in order to escape, he couldn't help himself.
Youshu didn't know the master's struggle at all, knowing that he was not torturing her, her gloomy heart instantly cleared up, and she was about to chat with him a few more words to increase her favorability, but she smelled a stench as soon as she opened her mouth, and immediately retched. .
Didn't he drink a few mouthfuls of feces when he fell into the cesspool? Thinking of this, he vomited even more, a stream of sour water came out of his throat, and spit into the grass.
Meng Changye stepped back reflexively, and was about to pinch his nose, only to find that what he vomited this time was just ordinary bile, and there was no such stinky stench. what on earth is it? Could it be that the eyes have become clear, and the inner organs are also clean, as clean as ever
While thinking about it, some Shu has slowed down. After digging in the grass for a long time, he finally dug out a few Houttuynia cordata, washed the sediment with the river water and stuffed it into his mouth. He sighed in the palm of his hand and smelled it, but the odor was finally gone.
"General, I'm done, I can set off." To lose such a big clown in front of the master, Youshu's cheeks flushed and he was at a loss.
Meng Changye tucked him under his arm, climbed up the official road slowly, and asked casually, "How do you know Houttuynia cordata? I thought you royal family members who were pampered didn't even know what cabbage and radish looked like."
Youshu turned her head down, her head was bloodshot, and her limbs fluttered like a puppy, while she replied in a muffled voice, "General, let me down, I can walk by myself. As long as it's edible, I know all of them. Not the sloppy bag you'd expect."
He wanted to flaunt himself, but accidentally poked Meng Changye's heart, which made the other party sneer, and patted his very elastic ass, "Aren't you the straw bag I imagined? Then tell me, Jin Guo How did they perish? How did the people rebel? How did the world go into chaos?"
There is Shu who wants to know the answer more than anyone. If it was replaced by the previous him, at most, he could only do scientific research in the laboratory, not to mention governing the country. However, he has been with his master for four generations, and he has also learned many emperors' techniques under the influence of his eyes and ears. He dare not say that he will rule the world, but there is absolutely no problem in making Jin a peaceful and prosperous world.
However, there seems to be a heaven and a hell between reality and ideal. The state of Jin has perished, the people have rebelled, and the world has been in chaos. Youshu thought and thought, but still couldn't retrieve those lost memories, but this body was clearly his own. He was so worried, but he didn't dare to show it, and said tentatively, "General, if I told you that I didn't know what you said at all, would you believe it? I just woke up the day you slapped me, and I didn't have any previous experience at all. memory."
Meng Changye's eyes flickered, but he didn't answer. He walked to the official road before putting him down and ordered, "Pick a horse and ride it, we have to hurry."
"Your Majesty, come and ride this horse. It's a female and is more docile. The servant sits behind you to protect him and won't fall." The eunuch hurried up to meet him.
You Shu was not picky, stepped on the horse, and then fell down screaming. pain! The inner thigh hurts like a heartbreak, as if there is a fire burning violently, and when the eyes are black, it seems that you can hear the crackling sound of the flesh exploding.
"Just now I thought he was obedient, but I didn't expect that he would do it again in the blink of an eye." Liu Chuanshan sneered and stepped forward, wanting to give Emperor Dog a heartfelt leg, telling him to know how powerful he was, but he was grabbed by the arm of the general, with great strength, making the He almost cried out in pain.
"The inside of his legs are torn, not pretending." Meng Changye pulled Liu Chuanshan away and stepped forward to check.
You Shu clutched his crotch and moaned, and a lot of cold sweat broke out on his forehead unknowingly. This body is too delicate, it is like a piece of tofu, and it will hurt if you touch it lightly, and the pain is very strong. It was clearly not like this before. Seeing the master frowning and showing impatience on his face, he forced himself to get up, gasping for breath while reassuring, "It hurts too much, I'll just take it easy. I, I'll get on the horse now." , trying to flip up.
Meng Changye reached out and pulled the boy in midair back into his arms, his tone was fierce, but his eyes showed some softness and helplessness, "Forget it, you can't ride a horse like this, in case you fall off the horse and break. If you lose your legs, you will have to delay your trip again.”
Putting the person on his horse's back and protecting him in his arms, he waved and shouted, "Go!" The two thousand elites agreed, and gradually disappeared in the sand and dust.
Sitting on the side can't grind the roots of the thighs, and it is really comfortable. You Shu breathed a long breath and habitually burrowed into his master's arms. He also consciously opened half of his shirt and covered his nose and mouth to avoid the cold wind and blowing sand. Then he went around with one hand and hugged him tightly. The master's thin waist.
Isn't this attitude too natural? Meng Changye raised his eyebrows. He wanted to make the horse cross a ravine and scare him, but he saw that his eyelids were half-lifted, as if he was so tired that he softened for no reason. And to be honest, he quite likes this man shrinking into a small ball and digging into his arms, like a puppy who loves his master, he looks very cute and cute.
But what happened to him and Chundi? How did it change? Thinking of this, Meng Changye asked casually, "Do you know where the Queen Mother is now?"
Um? Do I still have a mother? Youshu's sleepiness disappeared completely, and she said in a tangled tone, "I really don't remember. I was slapped by you when I woke up, and then started to hurry. Didn't you find the queen mother? Maybe she has escaped."
The Empress Dowager was clearly hanged in the Cining Palace. This was what Emperor Chun saw with his own eyes. How could he not know? Either this person is indeed a different individual from Chundi, or he is pretending to be crazy and trying to escape when he relaxes his vigilance. I have to say that he really grasped Meng Changye's weakness, and his appearance was almost incompatible with Meng Changye's heart, as if he had come out of his charming and vague dreams.
If he doesn't change back to the ruthless and stupid appearance of Emperor Chun, even if he pretends, Meng Changye is willing to keep him and serve him deliciously, as long as he is willing to pretend for a lifetime.
Seeing that the master didn't answer for a long time, he obviously didn't believe in himself, so he couldn't help being a little discouraged. He turned to think of the scar on his face, and quickly grabbed his sleeve and asked, "How did the scar on your face come from?"
Meng Changye never talked about this matter with anyone, but for some unknown reason, under the hopeful gaze of the teenager, he could not help but confided, "I was originally an orphan, and I wandered on the streets since I was a child, holding a broken bowl and begging behind beggars. Food. You don't know, beggars have their own territory. If you cross the border, there will be fights on both sides. That year, my hometown was hit by disaster. There were more and more beggars on the street. Porridge, in order to grab the porridge to drink, everyone's eyes are red, and there is a fight. I am young and weak, and I don't know who was pulled over to block a knife, leaving this scar. "
Youshu's eyes flushed when she heard it, and she knew that if it wasn't for her, the master would not have to suffer these pains. He is the Emperor Star of Ziwei, who should have sat on the top of the temple to receive the worship of all the people, or even lived in the heavenly palace, overlooking the vicissitudes of life. It was he who pulled him into the quagmire and turned him into an ordinary person struggling in the mortal world.
He felt heartache for a while, guilt for a while, and he was choked up and speechless.
Meng Changye felt that his chest was wet and warm, he lowered his eyes and couldn't help laughing, "What's there to cry about, it's long gone. People think that my scar is left by fighting on the battlefield. , I'm in awe. My brothers were all robbers who were gangsters with me back then, if it wasn't for the scar on my face that made them think I was a murderous and ruthless character, they really couldn't hold back. The field. Speaking of which, I'm a blessing in disguise, men don't need too pretty faces, otherwise it's not easy to get along."
As if thinking of something, he wiped the tears from the corners of the boy's eyes with his fingertips, and whispered in his ear, "Of course you are different. I don't like your pretty face. For it, I can barely keep you."
You Shu looked up, her face full of surprise. Is the master teasing himself? Or what are you implying? He, he wouldn't let himself be his ban, would he? This seems pretty good
Seeing the young man frown suddenly and bite his lip suddenly, as if he was very entangled and frightened, Meng Changye immediately turned the conversation, "I'm joking with you, don't take it seriously."
You Shu tentatively hugged his arm, and Qi Ai Ai said, "If you can promise not to kill me, I will warm the bed for you." Yes, that's it! Finally found the right way to attack the master! As the ruler of a subjugated country, wouldn't he have to be a prisoner of rebel generals! That's how it's written in the novel.
Before the Three Views were finalized, I read too many books without restrictions. Youshu is actually a master without morals and no lower limit, but I never had the opportunity to show it before. Even a ruthless person like Meng Changye was taken aback by his words, and even nearly fell off the horse.
"You, you, you, do you know what you're talking about?" He tried hard to make his tone a little bit fiercer and his expression grim. Fortunately, the beard on his face was very thick, which covered his suddenly red cheeks.
It was just a joke at first, but I didn't expect the topic to go so deep. Looking at the shy but eager-looking boy in his arms, Meng Changye found out shamefully that he actually reacted, and what's worse, in order to alleviate the situation. The burden of the war horse, he has taken off his armor.
so awkward! But it's so frustrating! Now how to do? Meng Changye was twenty-five or six years old, and for the first time understood what it was like to be "at a loss".
You Shu was held between her buttocks by a hard object, and involuntarily came up in her mind the images she once had with her master. His body also began to heat up, and he wanted to move forward, but somehow he sat back. The reaction of his body was too faithful to betray his deepest desire. If so, why is it hypocritical? Being imprisoned can not only save one's life, but also get close to the master, and then earn his goodwill bit by bit in daily life, thus becoming a consort. This is the method of both.
Youshu nodded immediately, "I know what I'm talking about. When you find the treasure, I'll be useless. You'll kill people, right? As long as you're willing to spare my life, I can do anything." Twisting his butt and rubbing back, he said in a low voice, "If you want me to help you warm the bed, that's fine."
Meng Changye almost groaned when he was rubbed against it, and looked down at the white neck of the young man who was close at hand, wishing he could take a bite. This dog emperor is willing to betray anything in order to survive, he has no shame! Even so, he was still moved. Very tempting, can't hold back!
"Okay, this is what you said, and you can't go back!" He tightly clenched the slender waist of the young man, pushed him into his arms, then raised his whip and ran away.
The road is not smooth, and sitting on horseback makes it even more bumpy. Ordinary people can't stand it for a long time, but Meng Changye is happy in it, and again and again, he increases his strength, and hugs the boy even more. tight. After passing the rugged mountain road and on the gentle official road, he slowed down instead, stroked the young man's thin back one after another, and raised a satisfied smile on the corner of his lips.
I have slept for an unknown number of years, and my body has become weak. I feel really uncomfortable when I smell the musk smell coming from my crotch, and I feel quite ashamed. I don't dare to look at the master's expression. Fell asleep. However, closed and closed, he actually fell asleep, and didn't wake up until sunset.
Chundi woke up and found himself sitting in General Huwei's arms, the other's strong arms were still tightly around his waist, a little pain, and a little stuffy, he quickly shouted, "Bastard, let me go! Oh, I remember. Well, you wanted to drown me before, right? Wow, Meng Changye, you're so rude. You're ready to cross the river and demolish the bridge when you have the treasure map? Tell you, without the blood of the Ji family, you can't open the underground palace at all. door!"
Meng Changye lowered his eyes to look, facing a pair of turbid eyes, a burst of nausea for no reason.
"Fuck your mother! Why has it changed again!" He quickly let go of Emperor Chun as if he was being scalded, and there was a deep worry in his eyes. After repeated attempts, he was able to confirm that the boy who was as well-behaved as a puppy just now was definitely not the one in front of him. The transition between them seemed to follow a pattern, and once one fell asleep or fainted, the other appeared. But that's not necessarily the case. Maybe one day that person becomes Emperor Chun and he will never come back.
"Get out of my way, Lao Tzu!" He threw Emperor Chun off his horse with a wave of his hand, fearing that he would damage the dog's body, at the last moment when Emperor Chun landed, he bent down and grabbed his belt and lifted it up to keep it steady.
The tip of Chundi's nose was still half an inch away from the rough ground. After standing still, he patted his chest reluctantly, and finally stopped his arrogance. Meng Changye pointed at him with the whip, and said solemnly, "Since I promised to save your life, I will not lose my words. But you must understand that if you don't know the good and the bad, break the promise first, and it will be easy for me to kill you. Does the underground palace need your blood? That's easy, as long as you kill you and leave a few bags of blood, this seat will naturally be able to enter."
The eunuch held his forehead and felt hopeless for his master's stupidity, but the two thousand elites all shouted and shouted "kill him".
Chundi was so frightened that his face was pale, and he knelt on the ground as soon as his legs and feet became weak, begging, "General, I know I'm wrong, I won't make trouble again!" As if thinking of something, he jumped up and shouted, "No! This is not right! How do you know whether to open the underground palace is the blood of the living or the blood of the dead? Since it is a treasure reserved for the descendants of the royal family, the ultimate treasure house must be opened by the descendants themselves? Unexpectedly, instead of killing me to fight an unknown, you might as well keep my life insurance! Do you think I am right?"
Quite right. The military advisor Liu Wen gave the general a secret wink.
Meng Changye's face was drawn longer than a horse's face. Seeing that this man used the body and face of a dog to do all sorts of obscene actions, he was so annoyed that he wanted to kill. The pup begged for mercy, but he would never show ugliness. He was timid, but he was not humble and lowly; he was quiet, but he was frank and honest;
He grabbed Emperor Chun by the collar, lifted him up, and said slowly, word by word, "You are very fortunate, do you know that? If it weren't for this... I would have killed you already!"
Knowing that he had escaped the catastrophe, Emperor Chun immediately slumped to the ground, and it took a long time to get up. The eunuch stroked him to the back of the horse and sat on the side of the horse. He slowly followed the team and walked two miles. He suddenly patted his forehead and said, "Chang Shun, did I say that before?"
"You said it." The eunuch was also surprised. He never expected that the emperor would be so quick-witted and saved his life under the sword of the living Yama.
"Is that what I said?" Chundi repeated the confirmation three or four times before he happily said, "Changshun, I seem to have become a lot smarter, what do you think?"
Just this time. The eunuch slandered in his heart, but did not show it on his face, and followed up with two words of approval. After walking for two more miles, Emperor Chun felt that the crotch of his trousers was cold and sticky. He reached out to touch it, smelled it again, and said incredulously, "Changshun, I, I seem to have leaked!"
how is this possible? After Chang Shun reacted, he was about to shake his head, but suddenly he smelled a smell that was both familiar and unfamiliar, and his eyes suddenly widened. Really! The emperor was obsessed with women, but in fact his body was useless at all. The Queen Mother often remarked, "It's all Aijia who killed my son and so on." If she knew about it, she would be ecstatic, right? Too bad it's too late!
"I've vented! I'm a man! I'm a real man!" Chundi didn't think it was too late, he raised his hands and screamed up to the sky.
Everyone turned to look at him with inexplicable expressions, but Meng Changye almost fell off his horse. He knew what the first sentence meant, because it was his handwriting, and he was still thinking about it now. What happened to the latter sentence? Wasn't Chundi a man before
He circled back and asked, "What are you calling?"
"No, nothing!" Emperor Chun was most afraid of General Huwei, and immediately shrank his shoulders like a quail.
"If you don't explain clearly, I will cut your throat and let you bleed. If you can sit in this position today, why don't you dare to gamble?" Meng Changye raised his whip to whip, but he was worried that he would cut the puppy's pretty face. Time is extremely annoying. If he could kill Emperor Chun without hurting this body, he would do it without saying a word.
Chundi's neck became colder and colder, but he was embarrassed to explain in front of everyone's eyes, so he had to let Chang Shun ride his horse over and talk about his hidden illness in a low voice.
Meng Changye raised one eyebrow, and there was something extremely fiery, explicit, and happy in his eyes. Chundi's scalp was numb when he saw him. He was clearly wearing clothes, but he felt as if he had been stripped. He hurriedly hugged his shoulders and hid in his arms as usual.
"What are you doing so close? Ride well, sit up straight!" Meng Changye whipped Chundi's arm lightly with a whip, looked at Changshun again, and warned, "Let him learn to ride by himself. If you let this seat see you Still holding him, this seat chopped off your hand!"
The two did not dare to disobey and answered yes again and again. Chundi was really afraid of General Huwei, the living King of Hell. Under Chang Shun's guidance, he slowly learned the art of riding. When he got to the camping place, he was able to walk by himself holding the reins. He twisted his sore buttocks and slipped off the horse, looked around, and couldn't help but start talking nonsense, "Let's live here at night? No roof to block the wind, no bedding to cover the body? I can't, I don't live here, I want to sleep. Bed, I want to take a bath, I want to change clothes!"
"Shut up!" Even Liu Wen, the best-tempered, was annoyed by him, and he slapped his hand.
Meng Changye couldn't stop it, and when he saw a slap print that quickly appeared on Chundi's face, his heart tightened. Although he was also very tired, as long as he thought that the dog was also in this body, he was reluctant to touch Emperor Chun's finger. Emperor Chun is worthy of being the king of a subjugated country. He is a typical example of not shedding tears without seeing the coffin. Just now he taught him a lesson, and when he turned his face, he could forget everything, and then the old ways sprouted. He couldn't beat him, and scolding didn't help. Meng Changye thought about it, and he tied him with a soft leather rope and gagged his mouth, so that he was quiet.
"Very good, you should deal with him like this!" Liu Wen spat, and then asked the general to take out the treasure map, and everyone would study it carefully. Emperor Chun couldn't count on it, not to mention the terrain and route, he couldn't even recognize the words on the map, and he didn't know how the Taifu taught it.
Meng Changye grabbed Liu Wen while everyone was looking at the picture and whispered, "Do you think there is a situation in the world where two different people live in the same body, and they change when they wake up?"
"Yes! I've seen it." Liu Wen nodded firmly, "but it's actually a disease, a disease in the brain."
"Can you find a way to cure it and leave only one of them?" Meng Changye's eyes flickered.
"It can't be cured. General, could it be that you are talking about..." Liu Wen's eyesight was extraordinary and his wit was close to a demon. He clearly saw the clue and pointed his fingertips at Chundi, who was constantly wriggling.