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Fang Yun didn't notice Xun Zhui's abnormality when he was talking, and he didn't find the blood on Xun Zhui's lips until he warned Xun Zhui. What dripped on the back of his hand was not only tears, but also sticky blood.

When Xun Zhui was in a hurry and was about to help him up from the ground, Xun Zhui suddenly let go of his hand and fell back to the original place again.

Xun Zhui coughed a few times and laughed hoarsely: "General, don't worry."

"Even if we are together with Yan Zhao, how long can I stay with him with my body?"

Xun Zhui staggered up from the ground, he clutched his chest and bent down to the lowest point, his whole face was flushed with blood, his eyes were even more red than his face, he was coughing violently, his heart and lungs were cracking, but his face was still full of relief. Smiling, "I've changed my mind."

Fang Yun frowned and stared at Xun Zhui's eyes.

Xun Zhui gasped for breath, and smiled after he calmed down: "Can you control Yan Zhaohe?"

"Even if I don't provoke him, can he really let me go?"

"Your Majesty, do you understand what you are talking about now!" Fang Yun said angrily.

Yes, he knows very well.

"You can lead the Qingcheng army to rebel now, and you can help King Chong break the palace. If you kill me now, you will be regicide, and rebellion will be treason. When Yan Zhaohe invites soldiers to enter the capital, I will die the throne." It's his."

"Even if King Chong and I are dead, there is still Prince Pei who can succeed him." Xun Zhui mocked, "What is Li He?"

"Cough...cough cough cough." Xun Zhui knew that he was crying and laughing now, so embarrassed that he was going to die, but when he saw Fang Yun's unbearable expression, he instantly felt refreshed all over his body.

"Don't command me, I hate being commanded." Xun Zhui got only one punch away from Fang Yun, clasped Fang Yun's shoulder blade tightly with his right hand and said angrily.

"You do not dare."

It is precisely because you dare not come to tell me these old things.

"If you stop in moderation, I will definitely stay as far away from Yan Zhaohe as you said." Xun Zhui's hand gradually tightened, "But you are wrong, I am not the first emperor, I have never been valued by him, imperial concubine They never raised me either."

Fang Yun's pupils shrank slightly, and Xun Zhui turned around to get his sword. The sword came out of the scabbard. He raised his hand and threw the sword at Fang Yun. The sharp blade flew past Fang Yun's temples and stuck behind him. on a scarlet pillar.

"I'm just a general and I haven't been here today."

Xun Zhui sneered, "General, please go back."

Fang Yun calmed down after being chased by Xun's sword, "It's not impossible to kill the king."

"The Chu family also followed the old Hou Ye like the general, but instead of sending their son to the capital like the general." Xun Zhui said slowly, "The Chu family is smarter than you and knows how to please the royal family. The royal family can kill a whole family." The Zhenning Marquis Mansion can also destroy all of you subordinates attached to the Marquis Manor in an instant, Fang Yun, I respect you as an elder, you don’t have to care, but you have to care about your family.”

"you!"

Xun Zhui made a gesture of invitation.

When Wang Gonggong arrived at the dormitory with the supper, Xun Zhui sat in front of the door with his arms around his calves and his chin on his knees.

"Your Majesty?" Wang Gonggong asked softly when he approached.

Xun Zhui raised his head slowly, the prince was just about to say something when he saw the blood on the back of Xun Zhui's hand and sleeves and hurriedly put down the tray to check, "What's wrong, Your Majesty."

Xun Zhui shook his head, put his hands in his arms to look at the things in the tray, "What is this?"

"Your Majesty didn't have dinner, and the old slave thought that His Majesty would be so hungry that he couldn't sleep, so he made some white fungus and lotus seed soup." The prince said fairly, "The other bowl is soothing soup."

Xunzhui stared at Anshentang for a long time, Wang Gonggong thought that Xunzhui didn't want to drink it, so he said: "This old slave is going to get candied fruit."

Xun Zhui shook his head, "Eunuch Wang, I won't drink any more from now on, please don't go to the Imperial Hospital to get medicine after I tell you to go down."

Eunuch Wang nodded, "Yes."

"It's getting late, there's no need for a vigil today, go down and rest, you should rest well at your age, I'll leave these little things to those little ones in the future."

Wang Gonggong didn't leave for a long time and watched Xun Zhui hesitate to speak, Xun Zhui smiled slightly, "Just say what you want to say."

"This old slave has never seen His Majesty so sad." Wang Gonggong said worriedly.

Xun Zhui kept frowned and never let go, he touched the center of his eyebrows with his fingertips, it doesn't matter if he is hurt, he will heal naturally when he sleeps.

"There is a saying that this old slave doesn't know whether to say or not."

"You watched me grow up, what should you not say." Xun Zhui lowered his eyes.

"It takes time to grow from a boy to an indomitable man. Your Majesty doesn't need to act too hastily. You will not be so tired if you change according to your most comfortable state." The prince stirred the warm lotus seed soup with a spoon, and then put the lotus seed soup in Xun Zhui middle.

"If you don't remove the core of the lotus seeds, the core will be bitter, so every time you boil it for your majesty, you need to carefully remove the core slowly. This is true for eating food, and it is also the same for adults."

Xunzhui looked at the lotus seed soup, and the voice of Wang Gonggong with a smile came from above his head, "Your Majesty, take a bite and see if it is sweet."

Xun Zhui held the bowl, moved his lips to the edge of the bowl and drank a little, his eyelids trembled, his eyes were red, he raised his head and nodded to the prince.

"sweet."

The prince was pleased and said: "Eat more sweets. Our Majesty is still a child. Children should eat more sweets to grow sweet."

Eunuch Wang has been with Xunzhui for many years, he is said to be a slave, but most of the time Xunzhui treats him as an elder, Xunzhui puts down the bowl and hugs Eunuch Wang, Eunuch Wang lowers his body down, and Xunzhui buries himself in the arms of Eunuch Wang. Stop trembling.

Eunuch Wang patted Xun Zhui's back, "Your Majesty has done a good job."

……

He didn't sleep well, he woke up from a coma for two days and still wanted to fall into a deep sleep, but when he closed his eyes, the faces of the ministers in the court would appear, ugly, angry, and triumphant, those faces were like revolving lanterns Usually walk in front of his eyes and then gradually overlap, countless pairs of eyes are separated from the face, the mouth falls off, the noses dance in line one by one, all surrounded in front of him makes him feel sick.

Yan Zhaohe was about to escape from these nightmares, but in the next second they all disappeared with a ray of light, and then he stood in front of Zhenninghou's mansion.

"What are you doing standing still, brat! Why don't you hurry up and serve your father when he gets home?"

Yan Zhaohe looked at Yan Jun, who was in a tough body and wearing a hard armor, and was stunned for a moment. Yan Jun slapped him and he subconsciously avoided it. Yan Jun raised his eyebrows: "The reaction is good."

"Why is Daddy back?"

Yan Jun looked at Yan Zhaohe with strange eyes: "Didn't you read the letter a few days ago?"

Yan Zhaohe was about to shake his head under his father's gaze, but he stopped: "I misremembered the day when Daddy came back. I'll ask the small kitchen to make whatever Daddy wants to eat."

Yan Jun smiled and said, "I will eat whatever my precious son does."

Yan Zhaohe looked at his father's back in a daze and followed quickly. He personally went to fetch water to make tea for Yan Jun. When he walked to the well and was about to draw water, the well water reflected his face. Throwing it straight in, the wooden bucket splashed water on his face, and the calm water immediately rippled for a long time without stopping.

This is not what he looks like now, but it is also himself, what he looked like when he was a child.

He stood by the well in a daze, and his father's voice came from behind him.

Yan Jun raised his voice while walking: "Why is it so slow to fetch water, stop it, your father and I will go to the palace."

Yan Zhaohe hurriedly said: "It's not the day to report on the job, so Dad should rest for one night before going."

Yan Jun waved his hand, "Take a good look at the house, let's go."

Yan Zhaohe quickly caught up with Yan Jun, and suddenly the ground began to shake violently. Yan Zhaohe was so shaken that he couldn't stand, and there was a loud bang, a big crack opened under his feet, and he was swallowed by the darkness before he could call for help.

"Yan Zhaohe!"

I don't know how deep this crack is. The weightlessness makes Yan Zhaohe feel scared, and when the fear is about to grab him, another hand that is not warm grabs him.

Only the palms of those hands were warm, and the fingertips were as cold as the morning frost on flowers in the early morning.

The young man desperately grabbed Yan Zhaohe's hand, "Yan Zhaohe, grab me and I'll bring you up!"

Your Majesty... No, "Xun Zhui." Yan Zhaohe said.

"You'll fall too, let go." Yan Zhaohe saw that Xun Zhui's ears had turned red like blood due to exerting force, and the hand he was holding onto him was slowly releasing the force, and their hands gradually separated.

"I don't." Xun Zhui roared, "You catch me, please, you catch me!"

"Yan Zhaohe!"

While the boy screamed, Yan Zhaohe broke free from his strong hands.

He was about to close his eyes when he heard Xun Zhui screaming like crazy.

"Why do you, why do you want to let go, do Yan Zhaohe and you put me in your heart!"

Put it, of course it is stored in the deepest part of the heart, and it is hidden and exciting.

He remembered that the first time he kissed Xunzhui in an upright manner was at Lingshu Temple, the boy asked him what it was with pure eyes, and he said it was luck.

It is his luck, the luck he has accumulated for many years.

Lucky, something invisible and intangible, is too rare and precious to him, so precious that it took him ten years to get such a light kiss.

On the way to Lingshu Temple, he held Xunzhui's ankle and wanted to hug him countless times, but he quickly gave up when he saw him sleeping soundly.

He wants Xun Zhui to keep a pure appearance forever, away from filth and chaos, and away from all the evil things in the world.

"Yan Zhaohe, don't leave me." He heard the grievance of the young man pretending to be strong but couldn't help crying the next moment.

"No!" Yan Zhaohe suddenly opened his eyes and sat up from the bed. He stretched out his arms to grab something, but he touched the man's hard chest.

Bo Yanheng frowned coldly at knocking off Yan Zhaohe's hand, "Lie down! What nerves!"

Yan Zhaohe paused for a moment to react, and when he felt severe pain from his bones all over his body, Bo Yan helped him to lie down again impatiently seeing his painful expression.

"What did you dream about?" Bo Yan held the medicine bowl in his hand, "Drink it."

Yan Zhaohe took it in silence, and Bo Yan said again: "What are you talking about, you talk in your sleep when you fall asleep, don't be ashamed."

"It's not too late if you want to go back, you can meet me in a few days." Bo Yan clicked his tongue, it was this body...

"You have a good physique, and you can recover after a day or two of rest. You haven't broken any bones, but there are a few bruises that look serious, but nothing serious."

"When did he leave?" Yan Zhaohe asked.

Bo Yan: "Three days ago."

"Take your token with you."

I thought it would stimulate Yan Zhaohe, but I didn't expect Yan Zhaohe to turn over and go back to sleep after hearing this, Bo Yan felt quite bored and left with the bowl.

"Squeak."

After hearing the sound of closing the door, the person lying on the bed opened his eyes again, a lonely smile slowly appeared on his pale face.

It's ok.

He fisted slightly with five fingers, and clenched his fist with the other hand.

Caught.

"Wait for me." Yan Zhaohe's lips moved slightly, and a icy coldness disappeared from the corner of his eyes into his hair.

Only now did he understand that the boy he had been watching all this time let go of his hand in the ruins, and he had exhausted all his courage, turning all the unspeakable emotions into one sentence——

Yan Zhaohe, let go.

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Want starfish!I am so envious to see so many starfish from other authors!