[Comprehensive Qiong Yao] The collision of scum and scum

If Qianlong had thought of going to Baoyue Tower to act in a show before, then since Yongzhang was injured and lost his memory, Qianlong would have angered the woman he didn't want to accept in his heart.Those who live well in the palace don't listen to all directions and look around, and they all know what they want.Qianlong's attitude made it clear that he disliked the one in Baoyue Tower. They couldn't understand that foreign woman who was self-righteous after entering the palace.

Earlier, the fifth elder brother also said that he would invite a shaman to enter the palace to pray for Concubine Rong, but he was interrupted by a series of accidents before he could do it.

Now Qianlong can't wait to kill Concubine Rong, but Yongzhang is still hurt like this? What blessings does Concubine Rong need if his fur is not damaged!Yongqi, if you are too free, take the job and go to the Ministry of Rites to do things, don't just think about running around in the harem all day long!

"Huang Ama is really getting more and more unreasonable, and the third brother doesn't seem to be hurt at all." The fifth elder brother in the Huibin building was dissatisfied and complained with a wine glass, while Xiao Jian kept pouring wine for him, by the way Tricky clichés when he's half-drunk.

Well, there is no need to set up five elder brothers who are crackling and talking a lot.

I don’t know about the patrol and defense arrangements in the palace; I don’t know about Qianlong’s work and rest habits; I don’t know if there is a secret back door; I don’t know if there are any courtiers who have been recruited, Fu Lun; …

...Who rumored that the fifth elder brother belonged to the invisible prince?No wonder it's so easy to catch!Xiao Jian frowned.

"Emperor, Yongzhang has been living in the Hall of Mental Cultivation for more than ten days. I don't know how the injury is?" The queen mother stroked the armor inlaid with gems, with a kind face and a gentle tone, as if she was a grandmother who was really worried about her grandson. .

Qianlong, who was forcibly dragged away from a lot of political affairs, put on the appearance of a filial son very cooperatively, "Yongzhang hurt his foundation when he was young, but he has only improved a little recently, so please worry about it."

She really didn't care about that.

"It's just that Yongzhang lives in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, after all, it's against the rules..."

"Yuqing Palace has been rested and tidied up, if Yongzhang is allowed to move to Yuqing Palace, how about the emperor's mother's will?" Qianlong suggested hypocritically with a smile on his face.

The queen mother was at a loss for words, she meant to let Yongzhang go back to the mansion as soon as possible!Yongzhang occupied too much of Qianlong's mind, and Yongzhang has already interfered with Qianlong's choice of heir!The queen mother also wanted to support an elder brother who was close to her, so that she could help her mother's family in the future!

"Emperor Niang, you're getting old, so you can have a good life, Yongzhang, don't bother Huang Erniang to care about the affairs of the previous dynasty." Qianlong stood up impatiently, shook his sleeves and left.

The Queen Mother was so angry that her hands were trembling, she slapped the table heavily, "Yongzhang, Yongzhang!" She had spent too many days being feared by others, and it was hard to accept that Qianlong was out of her control!

Qianlong was depressed, and in the memorial, some courtiers said that Sanbeile lived in the Hall of Mental Cultivation for a long time, and he knew that this would push Yongzhang into the limelight, but he couldn't let him go. .

He couldn't let go.

It's just that when he and Yao Hua had dinner face to face, he still put on the most gentle smile.

Yao Hua silently ate a spoonful of meat, silently ate a spoonful of rice, silently drank a bowl of soup...

Snapped!Slapping the spoon on the table, Yao Hua raised his eyes and stared fixedly at Qianlong for a long time, his thin lips pursed slightly, which made Qianlong look at him in surprise.Is Yao Hua throwing a tantrum with him?behave in a spoiled manner?

Yao Hua walked over, put his hands on his cheeks, and frowned slightly, "Don't laugh, it's so ugly."

Qianlong's eyes widened, all the gloom and anxiety in his heart dissipated under the warmth of his palms, and his mood immediately improved. He stretched out his arms and sat the young man on his lap, and kissed his forehead intimately, "Yao Hua won't let you laugh." , I stopped laughing."

...the heart seemed to miss a beat.Yao Hua pushed his face away and ran away again.

Yao Hua's escape was nothing more than going for a walk in the yard to digest food and then stretch his muscles and bones. At night, he stayed in the Hall of Mental Cultivation and slept with Qianlong.

While avoiding Qianlong's scorching gaze, at the same time relying on Qianlong's sense of security.Contradictory Yao Hua automatically erased the entanglement again, leaving only the memory of being too clean and happy.

"Yao Hua, try to face up to my feelings for you, okay?" Qianlong leaned close to the person lying on the dragon bed who seemed to be asleep, "If you want flawless happiness, I will give it to you, and I will not force you Get back the lost memory. But don't run away anymore, okay?"

The tightly closed eyelids trembled, and the young man buried his face in the cotton pillow without any response.

Qianlong pinched his ears, but did not press any further.

Why do you have to talk about feelings?What's so good about feelings?Yao Hua opened his eyes, and seemed to be able to smell the sour smell of burnt flesh.No, it was not an illusion, he actually saw that woman again!That beautiful woman with white skirt fluttering and tears in her eyes, the mistress who talked about her true love and became a man, insisted on giving birth to a child for him even though she knew that the man already had a family and a pair of children.

It's a pity that this son didn't get the man's attention.This son is too ordinary, but the son born to the man's wife is a child prodigy.The woman began to dislike her son, who was too ordinary.When the depression broke out, he beat and scolded his son to vent his anger, and after the beating and scolding, he hugged his son and cried.

Who are you crying for?Yao Hua's hand passed through the woman's thin back, and touched the boy's empty eyes.

That's when I saw that person's dance through the big glass of the roadside dance classroom, enchanting, charming, crazy and aggressive dance.The boy lay on the glass, staring at it, wild or evil, but it was a very impactful dance, every day, every day.

Yao Hua stood behind the boy with deep eyes.That person, long time no see, he thought he had forgotten.But how could it be forgotten?It was the man who brought himself into the world of dance and pulled down the endless hell.

The picture in front of me changed again, and I saw the woman crying madly again, her bony hands grabbed the boy who had just taken a shower, staring at the round birthmark on the boy's shoulder, she laughed idiotically, her laughter was like As sharp as a witch, "Birthmark, haha! He also has this birthmark! Haha, bastard! You are bastard, haha! No, no! He has a bright future, don't let rumors of bastard ruin him! Son, mother loves you so much Father, son, you also love your father very much, right?"

The woman's eyes suddenly became crazy, "Son, you must be able to understand, mother's deep love for father. Mother really loves him so much..."

no, do not want!Run away, leave quickly, go anywhere, it doesn't matter what happens in the future, run away!Yao Hua shouted silently, but could only watch helplessly as the woman scalded the birthmark off with a hot spoon.

The boy wailed in pain and despair, and the woman's smile of happiness and devotion became his lingering nightmare ever since.

The boy who fainted from the pain was discarded in the corner like a rag doll, and the woman was smirking again holding the wedding dress that she had no chance to wear.Yao Hua sat beside the boy with his knees wrapped around his knees, staring at the pair of black leather shoes walking over, the man picking up the boy, the man bringing the boy back to the villa, and the man teaching him boy dance.

"Dance to forget the past."

"Don't trust people's hearts, let alone feelings! No one will really love you!"

"You just have to live to dance."

Then, that car accident dragged them both to hell.

Yao Hua hugged his knees tightly, staring at the man and boy on the big bed who were entangled to death, or his limbs were bound by cold chains, or his body was bound by ropes, flexible enough to cause severe pain without breaking the skin The whip fell on his body, and the man's expression became ferocious and terrifying.

The boy went from crying to death, from numbness to enchanting blooming, and the ugly scars on his shoulders were shaved off by the man with a scalpel. Without any formal anesthetics, poppy and mating were used as anesthesia and pain transfer. The manjusawa from hell blooms coquettishly on her shoulders.

Probably the man touched a switch that released the devil in the boy's bones. The boy quickly grew into a teenager where the man didn't notice, hiding the distortion in his heart with a weak and obedient appearance, waiting for the moment to break through the shackles.

at last.

"Because of the car accident, your legs can no longer dance, so you cultivate me, you are jealous of me, you... hate me." The naked boy covered with welts and binding marks threw down his hands covered with The sharp blade of blood smiled and met the man's unbelievably betrayed gaze, "Didn't you say that your life has lost its meaning? I've made it possible for you."

"Yaoer, you are wrong, I love you." The expression changed from distorted to kind and gratified, and the man said in a hoarse voice, "Yaoer, promise my last request, don't give up dancing, swear to me, you Will not give up dancing."

"You've succeeded. Apart from dancing, what else is left in my life?" The boy punched the knife edge, letting the blood splatter on his body, "Is it your curse? Then I'll cast a curse on myself too." , One day, there will be someone who will give me my heart and rebuild the world that was destroyed by you. I will forget you, and you will perish in hell alone!"

"You give up, Yaoer. Besides me, who else would love you sincerely? Hehe, you are an evil seed who is not worthy of true love. Like me, you are a poor wretch who can only degenerate in the dark." The man suddenly Smiling very heartily, death is his relief.

The young man didn't care about it.

How could you not care?That man gave him the world with his own hands and destroyed it with his own hands. During those nearly ten years, love, hate, pain, and suffering were all given by that man, no matter what his future achievements are. Mature, the real him has actually been dragged into hell by men.

Yao Hua covered his face in pain, unknowingly tears were rolling down his cheeks.

Qianlong was awakened by a painful low cry, and struggled to pull the curled up Yao Hua out of the bed. Qianlong was distressed to find that Yao Hua was crying with tears all over his face, and his lower lip was broken. The skin oozes blood.

"Yao Hua, Yao Hua, wake up! It's all a dream, it's not real!" Qianlong hurriedly wrapped him in his arms, patted his back a little harder, his movements and words were soothing him, Uncontrollable worry and surprise.

Yao Hua woke up suddenly, his eyes were staring in panic, and there was no light in his eyes.

Qianlong was even more distressed, what did his Yao Hua dream that he would be hit so hard?

The focus slowly gathered in his eyes, Yao Hua suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed Qianlong's lapel tightly, pressing his forehead against his heart, crying bitterly.

Qianlong's heart was about to be broken by his crying, "Cry out all the grievances in the past. After crying, let me pamper and love you, and don't let you suffer any more grievances..." The author has something to say : I finally got Yao Hua's past out, and the salad dressing was almost stuck as a silly sauce qaq