After rebirth, the regent thought about the following crimes every day

Jun Changque said: "If Yun Jue can pull him out of the abyss, he will live a better life."

It's just that Gui Ying was loyal to him, and he didn't explore his secrets too much. He didn't know that Gui Ying had experienced other things at that time.

After leaving the palace, Guiying looked at the man in front of him and stared at the temperature on his fingertips.

His eyes gradually darkened.

In addition to the room in Prince Zheng's Mansion, Guiying also has his own room outside. It is a small room with a simple layout. The most obvious furnishings that can be seen are a bed and a table. Even the clothes are only contained in one box.

Other things are also fully stocked, and food, clothing, housing and transportation are all together. It is the place where he will come when he has a rest.

Jun Changque gave him a very high salary. It wasn't that he couldn't afford it, but he just preferred a small space. Only in this way could he feel the warm memories of living in the same cave with his mother.

This was the first time he brought someone back. The moment he opened the door, he wanted to retreat, but Yun Jue went in first.

Guiying hesitated for a moment, walked in, closed the door, and went to the side to open the window.

Behind the window is an alley that few people pass by. Across the alley, in the courtyard wall of a house, there is a very tall maple tree, with fiery red maple leaves stacked on top of each other, and balls of flames burning.

It also covered his little room.

Yun Jue walked over, stretched out his head and took a look outside, feeling the urge to cut down the tree.

It obscures Guiying's gaze towards the bright sky.

Gui Ying seemed to enjoy this feeling. He stood in front of the window in a daze for a while, and then went to look for barbecue utensils.

What he found was not as comprehensive and professional as the Regent's Palace. It was just a small brazier and a flat-bottomed pot. There was a pile of firewood in the corner of the room. He held a handful of firewood, carried the brazier out, and lit a fire under the eaves.

Smoke quickly came out, igniting the flammable firewood. He found some more charcoal and put it in, then turned around and told Yun Jue who was standing at the door looking at him.

"I'll prepare the ingredients. You watch the fire. When there's no smoke, you can carry it in and put it by the window. Remember to pull the bed curtain."

Gui Ying said, fearing that he would forget, he walked in and put down the bed curtain. It was a thick piece of cloth that he would only use to cover the fumes when he occasionally made food to eat.

Yun Jue nodded: "Yeah, I remember, you go and come back quickly."

After Gui Ying left, he looked around and found a well half way out of the alley. He found something and brought a bucket of water in. After thinking about it, he took the only pair of bowls, chopsticks and tools. I took it out and washed it.

Staring at the pair of bowls and chopsticks, Yun Jue was not worried that they only had one set of eating utensils. He was just happy that Gui Ying had only brought him to this room.

After he was happy, he thought of the brazier outside, went out, brought the brazier in, placed it under the window, and dug out a cushion to sit on.

Only then did he realize it, and he sighed softly. He was happy, but he only had one set of everything, so who would use it?

I just hope Gui Ying can remember this.

Guiying came back quickly, bringing a piece of meat, some vegetarian dishes, some spices, and a jug of wine.

"Little Shadow, are you back?"

Seeing him sitting cross-legged on the cushion, looking up at himself with a smile on his face, Gui Ying nodded.

I took the things to the well water to deal with them, cleaned them up and brought them back with a basin.

Gui Ying looked at him: "Go and wait on the chair."

The chair was too high and difficult for him to maneuver.

Yun Jue raised his eyebrows: "Okay, I'll let you."

He stood up and walked towards the chair, then tilted his head and asked him: "Next time I come, can I bring another set of utensils?"

In this way, we cannot eat, drink, or chat face to face.

Gui Ying said nothing.

Yun Jue said: "Then I'll take it as your consent. When I bring the things, you are not allowed to throw them away."

Gui Ying lowered his eyes and fiddled with things. He rarely made food. At that time, when he was with Ying'er, he just disposed of the prey he hunted, just roasted it or boiled it in clear soup.

They didn't care about the taste, and they both ate happily.

After Ying'er passed away, his cooking became even simpler, and sometimes he only ate fruits. The only thing that was different from the wild beasts was that he also ate cooked things.

So he is completely aware that no one can eat what he makes.

After he eats it, he won't think about it anymore, right?

Sprinkle the roasted meat with a little chili pepper and cumin, put it in a bowl, stand up and hand it to Yun Jue.

Yun Jue looked at the contents in the bowl, blinked, picked up a piece with chopsticks and put it into his mouth.

Well, it's a little hard, a little woody, a little fishy, ​​a little mushy, a little raw, and I can't chew it.

Looking at Gui Ying's serious look as he went back to bake something, he could tell that Gui Ying didn't do it on purpose.

That’s all, it doesn’t mean he can’t eat it, and it doesn’t hurt his self-confidence.

No one else can appreciate his craftsmanship.

He picked up the wine bottle and poured a sip of wine directly into his mouth. The spicy and stimulating taste washed away the taste in his mouth.

After drinking half of the meat with wine, he touched his somewhat stretched belly and said lazily: "Okay, that's enough for me."

Gui Ying raised his head and glanced at him. Perhaps because he was eating so seriously and not questioning his craftsmanship, he felt a little guilty. He said, "Vegetarian dishes taste better."

The vegetarian dish itself doesn't have much fishy smell. When it is cooked, add some salt and the flavor will come out.

Yun Jue's voice was gentle: "You go ahead and eat, I'm really full."

Gui Ying nodded, and just as he was about to bake some for himself, Yun Jue jumped off the chair, walked towards him, leaned down and took the food on his chopsticks into his mouth.

Meeting his displeased gaze, he said, "Jie Jie Ni."

Gui Ying continued to bake, but every time he picked it up, it was eaten before it was even put into his mouth.

For the last piece, he watched Yun Jue lower his head and quickly moved the chopsticks aside.

Yun Jue didn't eat it, so she pressed his shoulder directly, leaned over him to eat the piece of food, and gently placed her other hand on his waist.

Gui Ying's body was slightly stiff, his breathing was a little short, and his eyes were completely shrouded in darkness. He bit his lip and pushed Yun Jue away.

The things in my hand fell to the ground along with the chopsticks, leaving one or two oil marks.

Yun Jue was pushed unexpectedly, and his leg almost hit the stove. Gui Ying held his wrist, waited for him to control his body, then stood up, and quickly left the house without looking at him.

Yun Jue sat on the ground in a daze, returning to the shadow. Did she hate being in contact with him?

I had been in contact with him so many times before and there was no problem. Why did I suddenly stop contacting him?

Gui Ying stood in the back alley, leaning against the wall, listening to the quiet room, looking down at the palm of his hand.

He didn't push him deliberately, and he didn't reject Yun Jue.

Such an act that hurts self-esteem must make Yun Jue very angry, right?

He was very boring.

Who would want to continue to care about themselves who are in the abyss?

There was a sound and the door seemed to be closed again, and there was no breath in the room.

Yun Jue left.

Gui Ying did not move. He looked up at the maple tree, which was still blocking out the sky and exuding vitality.