Killed by the scumbag Bai Yueguang and came back [Quick Transmigration]

'Have you heard?The monster in Qinfeng Palace bit the fourth prince and seriously injured him...! '

'The monster in Qinfeng Palace fell on all fours, climbed the walls and eaves, and killed the fourth prince's entourage...! '

'The monster in Qinfeng Palace ate a person with a mouth full of blood...! '

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As the saying goes, rumors are fiercer than tigers, and in the early morning of the next day, this kind of rumors that became more and more outrageous flew to every corner of Da Ao Palace, and were well known by all the ladies and eunuchs in the deep palace.

And most people who haven't seen the truth are always willing to believe in this fierce tiger.

As it should be, even the person who used to deliver Jiang Jingyue's meals on time didn't come back these two days. His timid look seemed like that as long as he set foot in this death zone, he would be as rumored and be killed. It seemed that there was nothing left of the monster that could go to the sky and enter the earth.

Because there was no food, Jiang Jingyue could only sit under the plane tree in the side hall, watching the approaching Gu Weizhou who was not far away with his expectant eyes.

With these days of running-in, Gu Weizhou has some skills in cooking with firewood. The fire should not be too fast or too hot, and the fire should be cooked slowly. After nearly half an hour, a small pot of rice is out of the pot.

Seeing himself coming into this world and successfully cooking rice for the first time, Gu Weizhou was so excited that he almost burst into tears. He only wished that he didn't have the XS in his hand, otherwise he would have to take ten consecutive shots, remember This historic moment.

As for the food for dinner, Gu Weizhou said, hehe, what is that, no.

So with a small half pot of cooked rice, Gu Weizhou planned to reward himself for his hard work all morning, but as soon as he walked out of the small kitchen, he felt a bunch of expectant and cautious eyes from not far away.

With Zhang Qing's cold skin, Gu Weizhou turned his eyes sideways, and as expected, he saw a pair of bright eyes exposed under the plane tree not far away, with ragged clothes and disheveled hair.

And those eyes were staring straight at the rice in his hand.

Probably feeling his gaze, Jiang Jingyue, who was not far away, immediately averted his eyes, and his fingers were disturbing the messy hem of the clothes, looking a little pitiful.

Seeing people like this, Gu Weizhou sighed secretly, turned around and walked into the house while saying: "...Come in." lest you be so narrow-minded and hold grudges again.

Hearing this, Jiang Jingyue suddenly raised his eyes to look at the back of the person who entered the room not far away, and pursed his lower lip. After all, Nana stepped into the room.

This was Jiang Jingyue's first time entering a human room. Although the interior of the room was a little crude, the layout could still be seen to be quiet and elegant, just like the man with clear eyebrows and eyes in front of him.

Taking out the bowls and chopsticks, Gu Weizhou filled two bowls of rice. Seeing someone standing at the door without moving, he said, "Come and sit down and eat." After speaking, he ate the rice on his own.

Looking at the delicious rice on the table, Jiang Jingyue wanted to raise his hand to take it, but he hesitated for a while thinking about his dirty palms, and after rubbing vigorously on the slightly clean place on his body, he took it carefully. stand up.

It was clearly just a bowl of rice, without even the most basic side dishes to accompany the rice, but it was extremely delicious in Jiang Jingyue's mouth at this moment.

Jiang Jingyue has enjoyed all the delicacies in the world since he was a child, but he never seemed to realize that rice can be so delicious, so delicious that the tears in his eyes began to flow out uncontrollably at some point.

The ups and downs of life are too violent, from the luxurious clothes to everyone's spurning, from the high-ranking prince Shun to the monster who pretends to be crazy and foolish to survive, in just half a year, Jiang Jingyue understood for the first time that he used to be alive How beautiful that world is.

It was created for him by his father, queen mother, and his life, but he would rather live in cruelty since he was a child. At least in this way, he will not suddenly find that the world he claims to be in the eyes of the most superior It's just a flimsy joke, at least in this way, he won't find out that he has nothing from the very beginning.

"Tears are the most worthless thing, because the strong never need them." Qingqing Lingling's voice sounded from the side, just like his indifferent temperature in the past.

Jiang Jingyue put the food in his mouth, and tried hard to hold back the tears in his eyes. He knew that he had to listen to this person, otherwise, he would really lose even the last chance.

But no matter what he did, no matter how he endured, he just couldn't stop them. The salty tears mixed with the fragrant rice chewed in his mouth, making him bitter from his mouth to his throat and to his heart.

Just as Jiang Jingyue, who couldn't hold back his tears, felt that he would be rejected, and wanted to put down the bowl and chopsticks and rush out to find a place where no one was around to cry, he suddenly felt an arm stretched out from his side, tightly He only felt that he had fallen into a warm embrace.

On the back, there is a gentle big hand, caressing gently, the temperature in the palm is like the gentleness that covers the whole world.

And accompanied by this gentle comfort, was the man's still clear voice.

"Cry for the last time. After crying this time, you will no longer be the carefree Jiang Jingyue who was protected by your parents."

In one sentence, Jiang Jingyue's countless pasts seemed to be ruthlessly broken.

In those pictures, he is innocent, he thinks the world is always sunny, he thinks the emperor is a good man, he thinks Heyue is the one who cares most about himself, he thinks coming to the palace is a fun thing...

Those pasts were like sharp glass, piercing his body with cuts and bruises.

His father and queen are gone, his mother and queen are gone, his family is gone, and even his own life is in danger at any time...

The turbulent tears seemed to burst a bank, he held on tightly to the lapel of the man's clothes, crying in the man's arms in a panic.

Jiang Jingyue told himself that this is the last time, this is the last time, after this time he will work hard to become a strong man, and a strong man does not need tears.

At noon the sun was shining all over the courtyard, in the simple house, that little boy was crying so embarrassingly sad for the last time in his life.

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The emperor was paralyzed in bed due to "excessive sadness" before, but at some point, there were gossips in the palace, saying that the emperor killed the prince and was punished by God, and he was punished by heaven.

This word spread more and more widely, and even Gu Weizhou in this side hall heard the wind. Facing the rumors of ghosts and ghosts, Gu Weizhou was silent for a long time, and only said one sentence to No. 001: As a society I feel very proud now as the successor of the doctrine.

The ancient people who didn't know that people were strokes caused by pure alcoholism could only throw the pot of ignorance and paralysis on the almighty ghosts and gods. In the end, everyone was happy, and this matter finally reached the ears of the emperor as they wished.

On that day, the emperor who was paralyzed in bed directly killed hundreds of people with a cane. The smell of blood permeated the Da Ao Palace for a long time, and the threat of death also enveloped everyone in the Da Ao Palace.

Compared with those cannon fodder servants who love to chew their tongues, a small group of favorites who can get along well in the deep palace are extremely important at this time when the emperor is furious.

Knowing the emperor's taboo, they didn't hold back, but began to divert everyone's attention.

The emperor's birthday is approaching!

As soon as this remonstrance came out, without any accident, all the sights of the scared and trembling Da Ao Palace were drawn away.

For everyone in the palace, no matter whether it is the monsters in Qinfeng Palace or killing hundreds of people with sticks, it is still not as important as the birthday of the highest lord, so the whole Da'ao Palace has been busy for a long time. When he got up, he was also surrounded by thick festive atmosphere.

It's just that no matter how lively the outside world is, the side hall isolated by the imperial decree is still quiet and peaceful.

There is fire in July, and the sycamore branches in late autumn are so beautiful, and the clusters are as gorgeous as a group of dazzling fire clouds.

Under the tree, both of them were sitting on a stone bench. Gu Weizhou, holding scissors in his hand, was repairing the messy strands of long hair caused by pretending to be crazy some time ago.

It has been a long time, and no outsiders have been here in the side hall. Because of the emperor's birthday, all the eyeliners who were originally sent here to Ding Whistle Dark Pavilion have been withdrawn, and everyone's eyes have moved to the top on the emperor.

Those people are gone, Gu Weizhou is also planning to change a new image for them. After all, those people in the dark have seen it these days. This legendary "monster" seems to listen to the words of Su Qingli in the palace. It was nothing out of the ordinary for him to change his unkempt image.

Gu Weizhou, who is cutting someone's hair, [I have an idea to change the world...] Give him a rural killing style.

【...This is ancient times, believe it or not, he would be dragged out and beaten to death with sticks. 】

With an indifferent face, Gu Weizhou: [I haven't said yet, how do you know what I'm thinking. 】

[Hehe...] As far as your two-acre three-point field is concerned, besides dying and masturbating, what else can you think about high-level national affairs.

Jiang Jingyue sat quietly, feeling the occasional strand of black hair fall from his sight, and there was an indifferent silence in his eyes.

These days, he has slowly started to learn about the art of war, and slowly learned to hide his truest emotions. Although the other party always said that he has made great progress, he knows that he must be faster.

Because as long as the emperor dies, his peaceful life may be completely broken. At that time, he can't guarantee whether the road ahead will be good or bad. More importantly, he has to start thinking about how to get along with his father. The old department contacted and converged.

In the silent afternoon, there was only the rustling sound of scissors occasionally cutting hair. Although there was no words at this time, there was a kind of tranquility.

After some time, Gu Weizhou put down the scissors in his hand, "Okay."

Qingling's voice fell in his ears, and Jiang Jingyue stood up.

The filthy hair faded away, and the boy's resolute eyebrows and eyes were exposed, without the tenderness of the past, at this moment, the face was full of restrained heroism.

Looking at the man on the stone bench not far away, Jiang Jingyue said: "...Thank you, master."

Gu Weizhou, who was quite satisfied with his craftsmanship, looked at the man's black hair, raised his lower lip and said, "Clean it up, and then I will comb it for you as a teacher."

I still know how to tie a ponytail, whether to tie two or three or the whole head is a question worth thinking about.

Although his face was still as cold as usual, his eyes were still stained with an imperceptible softness.

Concentrating the thoughts in his eyes, Jiang Jingyue didn't refuse, and went directly to the well not far away to wash off the stains with saponins.

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I was surprised to catch a cold when I got home. Babies must pay attention to keep warm

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Thanks to Mo Lixi × 2 for the landmines, okay~