Feather article

It was delayed for a few days, presumably it was not because of Master Yu Fei himself, the medicine should be given to him by someone else.

With Yuhuang's Xingchen Pavilion, for the crown prince, it is like changing to a brand new place. He used to have a regular schedule of schoolwork and regular work and rest, and he was able to see the end of the year step by step from the beginning of the year. Identity, no one was in trouble with him, and he never got any surprises or surprises.However, such a clean and well-regulated place to study, seems to be full of uproar and hustle and bustle in the blink of an eye. Yuhuang is quiet and dignified?

In fact, the young emperor of the feather clan is flamboyant, arrogant, charming and extremely intelligent. All these qualities are the wealth of everyone when he is in a good mood, but when he decides to do something unpleasant, It all turned into a disaster.As the only person whom he targets everywhere, the prince often feels that Emperor Yu hates him, but sometimes he doesn't seem to. The frequency makes the prince gradually numb. The terrible thing is that Yuhuang can always surpass himself and bring more endless troubles to the prince. Therefore, he gradually honed a ability to restrain himself. The people in the Shuangcheng Palace, I usually have a tendency to restrain my emotions. When emotional waves come before my eyes, I always try my best to suppress them, afraid of being seen out of the slightest clue.This is a means of self-protection. The prince did not learn well before, but Yuhuang provided him with too many opportunities to practice. When the prince is happy, Yuhuang always wants to pour cold water on him. When the prince is lost, Yuhuang wanted to ridicule again, and the only thing that could send back the same feeling was the prince's indifference. If he was neither happy nor anxious, and always kept a calm appearance, Yuhuang would be as if under some kind of pressure. Insults and mocking expressions will also become blunt. Although this is not the original intention of the prince, it is at least very effective. It was not until later that the prince discovered another method.

The crown prince took the purple jade paperweight to Xingchen Pavilion, far away from Frost City, and he no longer had to be wary of Queen Snow White's likes and dislikes, so he calmly put it on the desk, rubbing it smoother and smoother.The time had passed so long that the prince had forgotten what the reason was. He and Yu Huang had another quarrel, and the paperweight was pushed down by his followers, and he didn't know where it fell. The sturdy paperweight was shattered in two. This is the crown prince's favorite thing. He became angry. In the end, everything turned into an ugly fight as usual.

At night, the prince, who was punished to face the wall and think about it, was sullen, and looked at the wreckage of half of the paperweight that he had picked up carefully, and the other half could no longer be found.Strange to say, the section of the paperweight was ground very smooth, it was right between the phoenix and the phoenix tree, and it didn't look like it was broken by force. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, the prince would probably think that the paperweight was originally a This can separate the design.What he picked up happened to be on the side of the plane tree. Among the sparse branches and leaves, there was a branch that looked unusually awkward for some reason. Then, there was a sound of shattering dishes as if exploding in the ears.

In the silent night, the noise was very clear, the prince froze in place, before he could react, Yuhuang's angry reprimand was accompanied by sharp and crisp crackling sounds, pouring into the room together.

The crown prince had never heard such an exasperated voice from the Emperor Yu. That Yuren always had an air of indifference and arrogance. His tongue seemed to be wiping a blood-sealed throat. Amidst the commotion from the other end of the paperweight, Yu Huang lost all his reserved dignity, he roared angrily, how dare you take in what he sent? !Who gave it the guts? !Drag it out! !Then there was a bunch of dragging noises, panicked begging for mercy, and a few familiar voices of persuasion.

The Emperor Yu's anger seemed to be intensified, and even the sound of tables and chairs falling down was like a thunderbolt. Bi'anhua knocked on the door cautiously, asking, Your Highness?The prince was so shocked that he picked up the soft pillow on the bed and pressed the paperweight tightly, then cleared his throat pretending to be calm, and said, it's all right!You, you back off.

The other shore flower has always been gentle and submissive, completely opposite to the sound at the end of the paperweight. The prince tossed and tossed for a long time, and he broke off a few leaves of the sycamore tree before he mastered the trick. .Having kept the paperweight privately for many years, the prince never thought that it could be used as a microphone. Presumably, the other half of the phoenix fell into Yuhuang's belongings and was brought back to his residence by accident, so the prince met unexpectedly. listened to this drama.

It seemed that Du Ruofei was still talking over there, his voice was cautious and embarrassing, His Majesty calmed down, he said, the newly promoted attendant is not sensible and doesn't know your taboos - what taboos do I have!Yuhuang interrupted him sharply, Du Ruofei stopped him, Nuonuo replied, yes, it was a slip of the tongue, he paused, those servants have no rules, put the gift from the regent on your table, indeed It's their fault, but it's not enough to commit a capital crime, besides, you can't kill at will in Xingchen Pavilion, you see...

I read?Yuhuang's voice was full of distortion and gloom, a few sneers, and a moment of silence, Xingchen Pavilion, Xingchen Pavilion!Yuhuang repeated bitterly, and then unexpectedly shouted, get out!

The paperweight was shocked in the prince's hand, as if he was also intimidated by the Emperor Yu's anger, the prince suddenly realized that he was spying on someone's privacy, even if the other party was the Yu clan who never gave him good looks The emperor, as far as the crown prince was concerned, really couldn't justify it. He felt ashamed, but he didn't know how to cut off contact, so he stuffed the paperweight into the deepest part of the quilt, and stood far away from the bed.

But the conversation just heard has been lingering in the prince's mind for a long time. On the one hand, he was a little worried about those servants who were said to have committed capital crimes. From his point of view, this was another outbreak of the Emperor Yu's bad temper. On the one hand, it is a bit difficult to clarify the feelings in his heart. The tone of Yuhuang when he mentioned the regent was really very unusual. He couldn't help thinking that a person who is as proud as Yuhuang and even a bit vicious would be because of someone else. And the gaffe so far?The regent of the Yu tribe he imagined based on all the rumors is a gloomy powerful minister, with a deep city, shrewd and capable, skilled in power, and coldly sent his own nephew to the Xingchen Pavilion far away from the mountains. On the surface, she looks a bit like his own mother, but Queen Snow White loves her only son after all. The prince told himself that she gave him a good life, the status of prince, the glory of being the emperor of the human race in the future, and the ruthlessness of being a king. , how can you blame her?

The prince's remaining anger towards Yuhuang gradually melted like ice and snow. He couldn't help but interpret Yuhuang's capriciousness as some kind of anxiety about the future. If Yuhuang was not so unreasonably arrogant, maybe the prince would choose to go To comfort him, it's a pity that Yuhuang has proved it with practical actions. If the prince still wants to keep his two legs that can run and jump, it's best to act as a gourd without a mouth in front of him, and perform a picture of nothing. familiar faces.

When going to bed, the prince had a problem with the half paperweight, he could not throw it out, he had the right to spread all kinds of secrets about Emperor Yu, and he didn't want to keep it in his own hands, as a voyeur Luckily, the turmoil just now seems to have passed, and only the calmness of Yuhuang's side can be heard from the branches and leaves of the phoenix tree. Floating in the air, the prince thought he was dreaming, but in the next second, it was as if he had been splashed by a basin of snow water, pouring chills into his heart;

——Bai Tingjun;

It was clearly Yuhuang's voice, rippling softly from the microphone that looked like a sycamore paperweight.

The prince froze on the spot as if he had been hit by a thunderbolt from the blue sky, his heart beating like a drum, and his mind was running wildly. Sure enough, he was deceived. That Yuren must have done it on purpose. When I couldn't move and continued to listen, I realized that I had misunderstood. The Emperor Yu probably didn't discover the mystery in the half of the paperweight, but was just, how should I put it, simply talking to himself. It's just his words. related to the prince.

...Bai Tingjun is very precious to you, Yuhuang's tone is a bit teasing, I often see him put you on the desk, this time I accidentally broke it, and he is so angry;

The prince can imagine the appearance of Emperor Yu holding the paperweight in his hand at this moment, because his voice is very close and clear, but it does not have the domineering arrogance of the past, but is soft and defenseless like a whisper;

Although he lives poorly, he is not so stingy. I guess, you must be very important to him.

There was a subtle touch in the prince's heart, thinking that Emperor Yu was indeed a keen and intelligent person, but in the next second, the little goodwill that had just arisen was completely wiped out;

Yuhuang giggled, but it's a pity that I picked you up, he must be crying in bed.

You're just crying, the prince thought angrily, and decided not to have any expectations of Emperor Yu anymore.

And Yuren, whom he thought was not worth the slightest expectation, seemed to be checking the paperweight over and over again, making a subtle and crisp sound when he knocked it. No wonder he treasured you, and he did it exquisitely... It's just that this carver doesn't look like the one from Frost City. Genre, a bit like Yuren's handwriting?And this color...

The Emperor Yu suddenly fell silent, as if it had been a long, long time, a soft sigh slowly dissipated in the boundless void like silver ripples, the prince doubted his ears a bit, because he heard the arrogant and domineering emperor of the Yu clan , using a tone that can be said to be lost, and said in a low voice, this color... looks like the emperor's uncle.

The prince couldn't help but also looked at the half of the paperweight in his hand. The high-quality purple jade, that kind of soft and smooth lavender, looked extraordinarily dreamy in the moonlight, as if engulfed in mist, there was a feeling that it was almost like flying away in the wind. The elegant and elegant style is completely different from the iron-fisted official he imagined.

Yuhuang's voice faded from the previous smile, and became indifferent and melancholy. Uncle Huang can give me the gift I want most every time. Why is that? Is he watching me every day, even in Xingchen Pavilion?But when I was young, he knew what I wanted every time.

——Unfortunately, what I want most now, he has made up his mind not to give it to me.

Yuhuang said in a dull manner, since this is the case, what else would he give, anyway, I would not be happy if I gave anything, and I don't want these things, Yuhuang's voice slowly lowered, like a whisper, I want to go back, I want to go back to Nanyudu...

I miss him so much.

The end of his words was too soft, like a floating transparent bubble, a flash of a dream when he was about to wake up, the prince could hardly hear clearly, but the next sentence, Yuhuang returned to his usual tone, and his tone was calm: but Since he doesn't want to see me so much, I don't want to see him again.

After he finished speaking like this, he didn't make another sound. Not long after, all he heard was just quiet breathing, probably because he had finally fallen asleep, and his exhalation was long and long.

The prince was lying on the couch, unable to sleep for a long time.

The secret thoughts revealed by the Emperor Yu turned into a web that was as light as a spider's silk and could not be shaken off under the night, full of tenderness and confusion, covering the prince from head to toe. For some reason, the prince thought of Shuangcheng , Thinking of his mother, he thought of the shining blue glazed tiles, white marble railings and vermilion painted pillars on sunny days, he thought of his mother's face, her skin was whiter than snow with her red gold dress, her eyes were clear, her lips were scarlet red and graceful Weiyi also thought of the vague figure of his father, and even thought of the dreamlike palace full of feathers in the desolate rainy day. Everything converged into a question: does he want to go back, but the prince himself could not answer.

The next day, the incomplete Phoenix paperweight inexplicably appeared on the desk in Xingchen Pavilion, and was happily sent back by the prince's followers. Holding the purple jade half, the prince felt that it seemed a bit hot.This is no longer his property. Ever since the prince hid it, this paperweight no longer belonged to his father, and after the Emperor Yu touched it, the prince no longer owned it. This change was sudden. Like a dewdrop falling on a blade of grass, the sudden burst of coolness penetrates into the crevices of the soil, nourishing the deep roots but nowhere to be found.

The prince can no longer touch his paperweight soaked in soft sighs with the same temperature, and he can no longer stare at the Yuhuang with the same eyes. The hateful arrogance of the Yuren with a pair of bright blue eyes is like being scorched by flames. The air behind is distorted and scattered, burning everything, it is colorless and turbulent gasified karma.The prince was almost disgusted to find that he had found a knife and ax that was sharper than his indifference. It was the murder weapon of the King Regent of the Yu clan. On the face of pride, the clues of being stung would appear uncontrollably. If the prince hadn't understood the inside story, he would not be able to tell the difference, or he would regard the outbreak of Yuhuang as other more mediocre anger.This kind of injury is more vicious and effective than all the previous tit-for-tat confrontations. Even if the exchange is more crazy revenge and sincere resentment, it is different from the previous actions of the Emperor Yu who left some room for it. The prince can almost listen to it. The thunder behind him reverberated gloomyly and fiercely, but he still didn't stop.A dark and intense thing controlled him from within, and found unspeakable and frightening satisfaction in Yuhuang's resentment. The prince originally didn't want to hurt anyone, and he didn't want to bear grudges against anyone. Any marks left on his body must be his deep resistance to pain. He resisted because this pain had tortured him so deeply. He had never had a clear face but could never get rid of it because of it. Loneliness hides in every corner of the palace like the fine feathers of a night bird. It is invisible and intangible, but it blocks all mouths and noses. Yuhuang seems to be the insulator of all these, never wavering and self-serving. Contempt for any unbearable pain and melancholy, until one day the prince suddenly discovered that the brilliance of Yuhuang was originally the glaze color fired on it, and if he wanted to, he could easily break it. All the ridiculous rage and punishment.

Even now, when the emperor of the human race, who is no longer the prince, mentioned the regent of the Yu clan, he still calmly and clearly waited until the imprisoned Yuhuang's bright blue eyes flashed a long-lost brightness. A flickering white horse, a cluster of sudden stone fires, and a bit of hazy afterimage of a dream.

The emperor of the human race pressed his palm on the dark gold and copper-colored cold bottom of the cage, and the transparent walls disappeared like melting spring ice. Now the Emperor Yu looked more like a perching bird, elegant and vigilant , he silently stared at the human emperor, his face showing a cold sharpness in the moonlight.The emperor of the human race has not had the habit of torturing prisoners so far, but the Emperor Yu still lost some weight. If we say that he used to be as beautiful as a shining pearl, then now his brilliance is no longer so strong, sharp, and stinging, but darker. , Leng Che, Yingying each other.

Your uncle wrote me a letter, and the emperor of the human race repeated that he said in the letter that he was willing to exchange you back with a thousand dans of gold, a hundred pieces of feather satin, ten cities and half a piece of the flower god's pendant.

Yuhuang's eyes became more and more surprised with the indifferent tone of the human emperor, as if a little bit of tears had deepened the imprint on the mottled bamboo, but after the human emperor's words settled, his face suddenly became serious, and he hummed softly, still accustomed to it ridicule.

The emperor of the human race didn't think it was disobedient, and his tone was a bit weird, as if he was discussing the Tao in the Xingchen Pavilion in the old days. He continued, gold and cities are not rare, and the flower god wears... He paused, thinking of something, swallowed the end of the story;

It's just feather satin... If you can produce a hundred pieces at a time, your uncle is really caring.

Yuhuang actually didn't understand the purpose of such words, but still keenly felt the undercurrent of calmness, he stared at the human emperor under the moonlight, the indifferent light flowing on the half of the silver-bottomed animal pattern mask, The outline of the human emperor is very deep, his forehead, his eyebrows, his eyelashes, the bridge of his nose, his cheekbones, the corners of his mouth, his jaw, his throat and other parts covered under clothes Countless places were once carefully described by Emperor Yu with his eyes openly and secretly, but now, they are immersed in the same unpredictable night haze, which makes him unable to bear the suspicion and vigilance in his heart, but Can't take his attention away.

The human emperor looked back at him, with a strange and dim light shining in his eyes, but his tone did not fluctuate, and he still said calmly that the feather satin produced in Shuangcheng has always been better than that produced by Nanyu. The feathers are also more beautiful. The palace also treasured many feathers in the past, but they have never appeared in front of people again. Do you know why?

Yuhuang replied coldly, in order to cover up the cruelty of the human race?

It's nothing more than his displeasure. The so-called feather satin, as the name suggests, is made by twisting the feathers of feathered people into silk threads and weaving them with secret methods. The weaving method certainly affects the value of the feather satin, but more importantly, it is is the material of the feather.Only feathered nobles can condense their wings after they have reached the age of [-] and consume star flow pollen. The feather satin in Nanyudu has always been collected from the feathers that automatically fall off when the feathered nobles change seasons, because they fall off naturally. The feathers are often damaged and the color is dull, even so, a feather satin is still a priceless treasure, but Shuangcheng's behavior is not so peaceful. Back then, there were constant disputes between the human and feather clans on the Lanzhou mainland, killing Liaoyuan In order to get feathers, human races often cut off the wings of Yuren. Yuren have always regarded their wings as extremely heavy. After being taken by force, even if they survived by chance, they often end up in pain for life. Cursed by the ominous blood and blood, it is often more luxurious, gorgeous and breathtaking.Because of the cruel method, since the covenant between the two clans, the trading of feathers and satins has been banned. To show sincerity, Shuangcheng naturally cannot still use the previously treasured feathers in public, because the more beautiful they are, the more beautiful they are. It is a provocative, bloody testimony of the crimes committed by the human race.

The human emperor was not irritated by his attitude, but laughed softly, but there was no warmth in that smile, but a kind of self-deprecating desolation, he said indifferently, because I burned them all.

He still remembers that day, when the golden red flame licked everything with its teeth and claws, and then devoured it all. The green glazed tiles were burning, the white marble railings were burning, the vermilion painted pillars were burning, the golden sycamore leaves and the splendor of the sky The clouds are burning blazingly, and the dreamlike feathers are bathed in the fierce flames. Every strand is burned and deformed, but it emits dazzling brilliance, like the phantoms of thousands of birds screaming among the wreckage. Singing, frantically spreading their wings, accompanied by the roaring rumble that seemed to be collapsing, the phantoms of those birds finally took off their gorgeous and twisted bodies after being baptized by flames, and rushed to the heights, to the sky, and to their destiny. Never never ever look back.

But the person who ordered the arson stood in front of the burned palace and felt only the joy and pain of revenge.He didn't do it to liberate these beautiful ghosts. On the contrary, what he did was out of hatred, just like smashing the Wind Bead of Emperor Yu. Prince, no, he was already the emperor of the human race at that time. In front of the mausoleum where his parents were buried together, he smashed the phoenix paperweight carved from purple jade into pieces, because he could no longer recall his father's face, but he learned that there used to be a feathered man named Jishu who was proficient in mechanism techniques. , extremely handcrafted, once had a human lover who loved deeply but ended up going against him.

Thinking about the past, the emperor of the human race didn't have any turmoil in his eyes. He looked at the Emperor of Yu quietly, his voice was very calm. However, I recently got a new feather satin and cut a feather coat. Would you like to try it.

As he said this, he slowly opened the agarwood thousand-leaf box in his hand.

It seems to be a box of light, pouring out from the gradually separated top cover, like the clouds being blown away by the evening wind, revealing the highest and brightest moon, when the freshness and beauty reach the extreme, even the softness The caressing movements are like night mist unbearably tainted.

A pale gold feather coat that takes your breath away.

Its lining is velvet and pure white, like the most innocent and innocent newborn feathers. The outer texture looks as smooth as running water, not full enough, but it is filled with a clear and whirling halo. It is so fine that it looks like it is made of precious stones burnt and melted into silk, and the hem is densely woven with dark lines of clouds and stars. When you look at it at first glance, you can only feel the deep and gloomy flickering like the night sky, but what is even more amazing is That belt is adorned with bright pearls and beautiful jade, needless to say, there is still a ray of bright red, like the first drop of blood from a cuckoo, and also like the desolate beauty hidden three years ago before it turned green.

This feather coat looks like moonlight at night, but it looks like sunlight during the day. When the emperor of the human race saw the finished product for the first time, he admired the splendid beauty. It was so beautiful and brilliant that the emperor of the human race unfolded it and put it together On the frozen shoulders of the Emperor Yu, this feather coat complements his beauty, but inexplicably reminds the emperor of the race of Snow White. She often wears this color, which symbolizes majesty and power, and also symbolizes an ambition to dominate and manipulate. The never-ending desire, Yuhuang should be very commensurate with it, after all, he has despised the former prince many times, ridiculed him for being weak, soft, and using too much affection but ended without a cure.

Shrouded in the pale golden brilliance of his feathers, the Emperor Yu trembled all over, the strong shield-like contempt on his face was finally shattered, even when his wings were chopped off, it was not as naked as it is now The humiliation and resentment were like ice and fire, boiling in his bone marrow, but there was a deeper fear that swept through the storm together with the anger. The human emperor's hands had just left his shoulders, his words were calm, his posture was calm, The dark eyes staring at him still contained some kind of vague anticipation that made the scalp tingle. From the very beginning, Yuhuang felt that he was very, very strange tonight, as if something was hysterical under his skin. Riot, but he gritted his teeth and made up his mind not to be the first to reveal a single word.

What exactly are you trying to say?Yu Huang's self-possessed and calm voice finally shattered uncontrollably the moment he called out the name of the emperor of the human race, Lord Bai Ting!What do you want!

But the emperor of the human race just seemed to be more serious and cautious in his words, and replied slowly, you used to think that your uncle didn't like you, but now it seems that he should love you very much. I used to think that you hated me, but now... …tell me;

——Feng Tianyi, do you like me?

After saying these words, the human emperor suddenly felt indescribably relaxed. All his previous struggles, doubts, concealments, and temptations all lost their meaning in an instant. They were as heavy as Mount Tai, and suddenly they were as light as fluttering catkins. The bitter salt in his mouth also fell into his stomach the moment he spoke.When he first realized it, he just thought it was absurd, what an arrogant and conceited person Yuhuang was, he had been classmates in Xingchen Pavilion for many years, and he thought he understood it too thoroughly, but in the silent rainy night, in the silence of falling snow, in the phoenix leaves When the desolate phantom was dragged on the palace wall, all kinds of clues appeared in a trance. He recalled the solitary figure of Yuhuang, recalled his half-smile, and recalled his blue eyes like long feathers. The silent gaze like sweeping, all kinds of moody and erratic faces, after losing everything, sitting alone in the empty imperial city today, suddenly seemed to be expanded infinitely vast on the curtain of shadow puppetry, making people feel astonished. The emperor read out the obscure meaning buried too deep.

His first reaction was to laugh, and even resentfully thought about how to use it to retaliate, but almost immediately, he felt deeply guilty for having such a thought, and instead, he was gradually attracted by a dragged by a heavy and dark longing, to the deepest, deepest deepest, where the lonely little prince opened his eyes wide and murmured in a small voice: Will he be loved?Really loved?Is it possible to be sincerely loved by someone even if I am nothing and have lost all precious things?

The only Yuren who could answer the question froze when he heard the human emperor's question. He had never been like this for a moment, as if he was completely covered by frost. The bird that was hit in the heart by a sharp arrow, but the bird that was shot would only fall from the sky. After the freeze of Yuhuang thawed, it was pure rage. Like a colorless flame, the Emperor Yu flew into a rage;

Now you ask me this!

He completely gave up self-control over his manners, and his high-pitched voice was as sharp as something being torn apart angrily. When you were immersed in your own sadness and your inexplicable self-pity, you thought about others and watched Do I take a look?No!there has never been!You only look at yourself!You only care about yourself!Now, you're all about taking revenge and starting a war—after you cut off my wings with others, come and ask me if I like you?

Mr. Bai Ting, are you a jerk or an idiot!

In a rage, Emperor Yu casually grabbed the agarwood thousand-leaf box and slammed it at the human emperor, but the latter did not evade. The wooden box hit his forehead with a dull sound, and the silver-bottomed animal pattern The mask fell to the ground, and a line of blood dripped quietly from the corner of the human emperor's brow.

He didn't make a sound, but slowly and even more slowly wiped away the blood stains on his eyelashes, half of his vision was immersed in the desolate bright red.

Emperor Yu hesitated for a moment, and he finally saw clearly the intricate and winding scars on half of the human emperor's face. In the misty moonlight, their traces were faint, like a handful of whitened roots. , entangled the head of the human emperor from the deepest point.He suddenly felt a certain kind of remorse, the remorse that would be swallowed up once he fell in love with others, this feeling was rooted in a long time ago, as far as that snowy night in Fuyuling, when his anger of being underestimated broke out so viciously, He couldn't hide the slight palpitations underneath. No one had ever stared at him with such gentle and sad eyes. In the lonely cold night with snowflakes flying, he seemed to empathize with his loneliness and patience, and no one had ever done so. Silent, keeping silent about all the pain and hope.

He observed carefully with a kind of lively interest and exposed disdain, secretly restraining all the quietly sprouting feelings in his heart. Someone once hugged him to the highest distance of Jiutian, and warned the young him with the gentlest voice not to be with him. The person got too close, and then let go of his hand, allowing him to fall in embarrassment.This lesson is too deep-rooted, making him deeply aware that if these feelings continue to develop, one day he will be unable to extricate himself from falling in love with this person, falling in love with every ray of his smile unintentionally, falling in love with every grain of dust after he turns around , but what is the difference between this and hell, all the emotions he has given will eventually become a knife and ax held in human hands, ruthlessly slashing on his body and pride, at this moment, he will stare at the corner of the human emperor's brow The blood and his sad eyes, all the sternness and resentment were suddenly replaced by curse-like boredom, he let go of his hand, and squeezed out words from his jaw:

What's the point of saying this now!Are you still willing to let me go, willing to make up your mind and forget your revenge!

Is it too late, or is it too late, the human emperor thought desperately, for their human race, being loved is extremely difficult and dangerous, but after being loved, why can't they still be satisfied?

He couldn't help but think of his mother once staring at the rising mist, looking at the birds in the distant sky circling and returning to their nests as night fell, as if she said to herself, you are so good to the birds, they Those who can fly away are birds, so they should be locked up, and if they want to fly, they should be shot down.Now he has fully understood all the hesitation that Snow White has experienced in his heart, and the fate that has been passed down from generation to generation is chasing and biting his heels in time, but he is tired of it, tired of his mother's coldness and sorrow, tired of his father's cruelty Waiting for no results, tired of giving affection with hopelessness only to be rewarded with a cold bed when the dream wakes up, no, he is determined to do something different;

I am willing, the human emperor said suddenly, his voice was hasty and indifferent, his eyes caught Yuhuang's bright blue eyes, catching the ghostly self reflected in them, I am willing to forget these, I am willing to write back to your uncle, I am willing to write I am willing to remove the flames of war from Nan Yudu.

The Emperor Yu was already numb from surprise, but the inappropriate soft words of the human emperor seemed to contain some kind of tenderness, so he couldn't help asking;

what do you want?

The human emperor didn't answer, he hesitated with his bloodstained fingers, tentatively caressed Yu Huang's beautiful side face, but Yu Huang didn't stop him, rather, he even vaguely felt that he was looking forward to This moment, or the moment he has been looking forward to, is a dream that is nothing but charming, that makes him restless and unspeakable when it floats in the middle of the night.

He heard the human emperor say in a very low but extremely firm voice;

I want you...I want to marry you.

……

……

……

Dreams shattered.

Yu Huang couldn't help laughing out loud, but it wasn't out of joy or joy, on the contrary, it was all mixed with coldness, sarcasm, and contempt, and then smashed into pieces. The more he laughed, the louder he laughed, making the bewildered humans The emperor's originally calm brows were clouded with uneasiness, and his soft hands exerted strength, tightly grasping Yuhuang's jaw. He asked, what are you laughing at?

Bai Tingjun, Bai Tingjun, I'm laughing at you!Emperor Yu didn't pat his hand away, but just wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes. With this posture, he said in the most hated and nonchalant tone of the human emperor, look at what you have become now !

He raised the corners of his mouth arrogantly, neither scolding the human emperor's ambitions, nor cursing his bleak expectations, but instead showing indifference, a kind of disapproving contempt, Mr. Bai Ting, do you think you have tried your best to catch him? Me, do you think you humiliate me by weaving my wings into a feather coat? Do you think you win if you say you want to marry me?Keep your eyes open!

——The person imprisoned is not me, but yourself!

Yuhuang said that in the harsh satisfaction, he felt a huge and incomparable sadness. Only then did he realize that what lay between them was not so much the confrontation between the Human Emperor and the Yuhuang, but the entanglement between a human race and a Yuren Rather, it is the destructive collision between the two poles of the same fate, after the pillar of heaven collapsed, the sky smashed to the land, the mountains smashed the stars, the clouds burned and burned every evening, and the rivers and streams were frozen and shattered layer by layer. Zhaoxi, between them, there is such an unquenchable paranoia and agitation that boils, and finally all the love is cruel and bitter, and there will be no expression other than hurting each other.

Perhaps so, unexpectedly, the human emperor did not show any sting, as if he had finally glimpsed the truth before the emperor of feathers, and accepted it;

Maybe you are right, I am the bird in the cage, even so...you still have to stay with me, he grabbed the silver chain that was clasping the neck of Yuhuang, and pulled it towards himself.