Fast time travel: the villain, he acts as a monster in front of mind-reading crazy critics every day

In the end, Ye Chaojun also got into the quilt, hugged Wu Yixi's icy cold body, and patiently gave him every bit of warmth from his own body.

Wu Yixi was so frightened that he didn't dare to move, he didn't even dare to speak, but fortunately, Ye Chaojun didn't do anything to him.

Wu Yixi only felt that such warmth was too long since he hadn't covered himself with a quilt for ten years in this world.

Now he only felt that the temperature was very comfortable, and his eyelids became heavier and heavier, and his narcolepsy became more and more serious. Now it was clearly a moment of innocence, and he actually felt a little drowsy.

can i sleep...

Wu Yixi was a little worried. He didn't know what Ye Chaojun wanted to do. He just asked himself softly in his heart, but Ye Chaojun's soft voice comforted him, "Sleep, my wife."

He didn't have time to analyze and understand the meaning of this sentence, he just heard the sound of sleep, and couldn't hold on anymore, and slowly sank into the sea of ​​dreams.

Ye Chaojun kissed Wu Yixi's forehead and smoothed his slightly frowning brows. Just as Ye Chaojun expected, no one dared to come in to disturb him.

Even if he stays for a long time.

I will save you, even if it costs my life.

This kind of mood is very strange. Ye Chaojun never understood why in the love story in the book, someone would be willing to die and be buried for another unrelated person.

He had always thought that perhaps it was a product of the sacrificial burial system, that human life became light and cheap.

It wasn't until he met Wu Yixi that he gradually understood that feeling.

Although they are just the tiniest dust in this world, love can still be ordinary and great.

Seeing Wu Yixi this time, he almost stopped smiling. That expressionless face made Ye Chaojun feel extremely heartbroken. He wanted to protect Wu Yixi's smile, even if it cost him his life.

In the past, Wu Yixi always liked to laugh. He would not take those bad words to heart. Even if his heart was broken, he would recover immediately after tasting the sweetness. He always had a way to make himself happy.

He seems to love himself very much, he always wraps himself up thickly, he always does what he thinks of, he can enjoy himself in time, he likes others and he doesn't like others, he will tell it by mouth.

But everything changed on the wedding day.

The wish he made when he set off the river lanterns at Guiyuanju, seems to have been thrown away by him now.

No one in this world loves him, and he doesn't want to love himself, so the eyes that rippling like broken glass when he smiles disappear.

"In this world, there are people who like you." Ye Chaojun hugged the sleeping person a little tighter, "Aunt Qiu likes you, General Lin likes you, and Ye Chaojun likes you too, so don't forget I like myself..."

In this way, there will be one more person who likes you in this world.

Aunt Qiu's liking is concern, General Lin's liking is admiration, and Ye Chaojun's liking is because he is Wu Yixi.

Wu Yixi's body warmed up, and he slept soundly. He didn't know what dream he had, and there was a little smile on his lips. After all, Ye Chaojun couldn't stay for too long. He had to find evidence to save his sweetheart out.

He still has to go to the valley of divine doctors to ask the divine doctor to save him.

……

Ye Chaojun went to the palace and saw the soldier talisman hidden behind the mural in the study room, but there was nothing in that location except the soldier talisman.

He restored the secret compartment to its original state, hung the murals, and left the soldier amulets there quietly.

All the cabinets were opened by Ye Chaojun, the books Wu Yixi had read, the memorials he had reviewed, the black and red ink marks, and what remained were elegant and freehand words.

He often received these handwritings during the year and a half of Wu Yixi's expedition. Every time he would sit by the window, read them many times with a smile, and put them in a box for collection.

Unfortunately, those letters were all burned by my father.

Thinking of this, Ye Chaojun suddenly lost his mind. After focusing his eyes, the first thing he saw clearly was a boxy and delicate object under the bed, which was also a box.

He approached without thinking, squatted down, and took out the box from under the bed. This box was locked. Compared with other boxes randomly placed on the table, there was no dust on the top of this box, and the lock was obviously much cleaner. Wu Yixi should open it often.

Ye Chaojun knew that there might be something very precious in this box, and he didn't have the key, and he didn't want to destroy Wu Yixi's things, so he took the box away and asked the servant to find a master who could pick the lock.

He also took away the memorial that Wu Yixi reviewed before he was imprisoned. Many of the ideas in it were ingenious and cautious. He was guarding the heaven carefully. It seems fake.

Ye Chaojun entered the palace and presented all the things Wu Yixi had written to the emperor. He believed that Wu Yun could understand that his uncle always loved the people like a son and never changed.

"I heard that you have been to the Heavenly Prison." Wu Yun said, "Is Uncle Huang okay now?"

Ye Chaojun sighed slightly in his heart, "If the emperor is worried, why don't you go and see for yourself."

"I won't go." Wu Yun's eyes gradually deepened. Once he went to the prison and saw the emperor's uncle, he couldn't help but think of Wu Yixi who saved him from danger many times, and couldn't help but want to let Wu Yixi go... …

But no!

"Prime Minister Ye knelt in front of me for a long time. He was right. Father Qing is not dead, Lu is unstoppable. Uncle Huang is never as simple as he appears on the surface."

"He has honey in his mouth and a sword in his belly. He has a deep mind and is careful at every step. If he doesn't die, I will always be crushed in the court. If there is a day when his life is really in danger, he will kill me to get the seal, and he will not care about it." There is no feeling of uncle and nephew!"

Speaking of this, Wu Yun's heart ached suddenly, and he couldn't continue.

Ye Chaojun clenched his fists, why does the emperor always listen to other people's opinions on Wu Yixi?

Why don't you ever listen to your own heart...

"Your Majesty, a person may pretend to be his appearance, his speech, and his demeanor, but he can't pretend to be his heart. The heart can't deceive anyone. If he treats you sincerely, how can you feel bad? where?"

Wu Yun thought of the pine inkstone in Wu Yixi's study, Wu Yixi smiling at himself with candy, the little fireflies in the East Palace when he was a child, and the stories Wu Yixi told him softly.

When he was about to fall off the horse and panicked, it was his Seventh Emperor Uncle who caught him and pulled him to Seventh Emperor's horse. If not, Wu Yun would have fallen off the horse and seriously injured.

The choice a person makes in a critical moment should be based on instinct, Uncle Seventh Emperor, what was he thinking at that time?