[Quick Transmigration] Raiders, male support!

Yan stared at their tightly holding hands for a few seconds, lowered his eyes and closed the album: "...OK."

Gu Nan's mood was also very complicated, he wrinkled his nose, smiled with his eyes bent, and suppressed the soreness in his heart: "Then, goodbye."

Ying Chi, who had been silent all this time, also said, "Wen Yan, have a good time."

Wen Yan lowered his head in silence for a while, then raised his head with a gentle smile on his face, he waved his hand: "I will, Ying Chi, Gu Nan... goodbye."

The last three words are very light.

However, this time it is true, never to see each other again.

Back to Longyeon, life is still the same.

Gu Nan would still quarrel with Yingchi, and when he got angry, Yingchi would hum a dragon tune to coax him, it was different every time.

The days are plain but warm.

After 30 years of this kind of life, Gu Nan woke up one day, and suddenly heard the notification sound that the system's Wen Yan's favorability reached [-], he knew that Wen Yan had really let go.

A person's life is only a few decades, and it takes a lot of courage to be dedicated to one person for a lifetime.

That night, Gu Nan told Ying Chi about Wen Yan's letting go of his knots, in a very pleasant tone.The old goblin with a four-figure age looked calm on the surface, but her jealousy increased greatly, and she didn't let Gu Nan get out of bed for several days.

"He gave you his heart for 30 years, and I can give you my whole life." The old goblin said so.

Gu Nan felt very upset, Ying Chi's life was too heavy.

Time passed, and when Longyuan Chunhua No.60 bloomed four times, Wen Yan left.

The day he left was a night in March, the sky was very dark, with continuous drizzle, very similar to the night he first met Gu Nan.

Wen Yan walked very peacefully, with a smile on his lips.He was over 80 years old at this time, and the years had left traces on his face, but the smile was still as soft as before.

He never married in his life, and the funeral was organized by an apprentice who had been with him for decades.The great photographer with a great reputation during his lifetime took nothing with him except a photo album after his death.

The rain did not stop on the day of the funeral, so Gu Nan and Ying Chi left.Ying Chi held an umbrella and Gu Nan stood outside and looked in. In the photo, the young man with warm brows and eyes was smiling, like the first flower that bloomed in Longyuan in spring.

Gu Nan bowed three times to the mourning hall, then turned and left.

The young man in the photo looked at his back with a gentle smile, clean and innocent.

Many, many years later, Gu Nan and Ying Chi also gradually aged.

Ying Chi had a limited lifespan after the Heavenly Tribulation, so Gu Nan simply stopped practicing and grew old with him.

It was still very warm to get along with each other, and Ying Chi sang the ditty all day long, but the tune changed slowly, like the clear wine gradually precipitated a mellow taste after time storage.

Hundreds of years passed by, and one winter, Gu Nan woke up and saw Ying Chi standing in front of his bed, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes filled with happiness and love.

Gu Nan's eyes suddenly turned red.

They went to the world again, the sky was snowing, lights were lit everywhere, the windows on the street were covered with snowflakes and elk, and Santa Claus could still be seen in the center of the square.

Yingchi brought Gu Nan that dark gray cashmere scarf, and walked through the streets holding hands like many years ago. They are not as young as before, but their love has never changed.

The shops on the street played Christmas songs, Ying Chi took Gu Nan to walk many streets, and finally stopped at a shop.

There was faint music playing from behind, and Ying Chi sang faintly along with it, exactly the same as before: "You know, even if the heavy rain turns this city upside down, I will give you my arms."

This time without waiting for Yingchi to say anything, Gu Nan hugged Yingchi with red eyes.

Ying Chi stretched out his hand and patted his back lightly, the tune of his humming changed slightly, it was low-pitched and melodious, and naturally accumulated charm.

——"Thank you for accompanying me through my life. I would like to give you the wind, the tree, the sky and the ocean, the sun, the moon and the stars, the beautiful mountains and rivers, the beautiful seas and the clear rivers, and the freedom, joy and peace of your life... In the end, join hands with each other, bury the bones where you are, and go home together."

Their final destination is the glass house by the sea.

Hundreds of years of vicissitudes, the passage of time, the former house has long been turned into dust and smoke.Ying Chi took Gu Nan's hand and walked to the place where the glass room used to be. When he closed his eyes a little, a huge pale dragon appeared in front of Gu Nan's eyes.

He is really old.Gu Nan caressed the scales in front of his eyes, the ink-like color had turned gray, with occasional white mottled on it, it felt rough and dry to the touch, no longer the moist feeling it used to be.

But those blue eyes were still deep and beautiful.

Canglong circled in the sky, floated in front of Gu Nan and lowered his head to touch his forehead. Gu Nan smiled and hugged him, his voice trembling: "It's time, isn't it?"

Reluctance and sadness flashed in the blue eyes, and the deep dragon's chant sounded on the lonely seaside, accompanied by the wind and snow, faintly sad.

He began to hum, his voice seemed to come from ancient times with light, solemn and pious.In this sound, the color of the blue dragon's tail began to lighten, blending with the air.

The Canglong, who was born in response to the heaven and the earth, took over the world when he was born, and moistened the mountains and rivers after death.

Ying Chi's blue eyes stared at Gu Nan, his reluctance and nostalgia were so strong that he couldn't let go, he watched for a long time, and finally opened his mouth when the dragon's tail disappeared completely: "When I'm gone, put that piece of dragon scale on it." Between the eyebrows, forget everything and start over."

Gu Nan felt a little sour.

A man who would be jealous even if he said a word of kindness, what kind of mood can he say such a thing?

Gu Nan stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around his neck, and after a while, hummed softly.

He hummed the dragon chant minor tune of the dragon tribe in a light voice, delicate and nostalgic.

It was the little tune that Ying Chi hummed when he first met him.

Ying Chi's eyes were a little dazed, and he listened quietly.The humming gradually slowed down, then rose again, and the tone changed silently.

is the way home.

The Dragon Clan only hums at the end of their life, the way home.

Gu Nan's voice has always been clear and bright, and he can't sing the deep and atmospheric feeling that is unique to Long Yin.But in his voice, Ying Chi saw a scene in front of him, which was the appearance of him and Gu Nan when they were together.Laughing acquaintances, holding hands and embracing each other, each one is a happy memory.

The voice of the minor tune gradually became lower, Gu Nan put his forehead against Yingchi's cheek again, and laughed softly: "Dragon Chant minor, I only sing two songs for you, one is to thank you for the first meeting, and the other is to thank you for your company."

"Yingchi, I love you."

At the end of the sentence, Gu Nan felt liquid slowly flowing down his cheeks.

He didn't wipe it, looked down at Ying Chi's transparent body, pressed against Ying Chi's forehead, lowered his voice and said, "You brought me here for the first time, and said to me, 'everything will be beautiful, and I will love you .'"

"You didn't break your promise, you should be late."

"You kept your promise, so I should do the same, right?" Gu Nan smiled lightly, kissed Yingchi's eyes, reached out and clicked on the system panel.

His feet gradually turned into points of light.

"Many years ago you asked me if I would go with you, and I said yes."

"Right now, I'm still willing."

Ying Chi stared at him blankly, his eyes were blue and deep.

After a long time, he let out a dragon cry in a low voice, like a thank you or a sigh, and then wrapped around Gu Nan with his body that hadn't dissipated.

Gu Nan reached out and hugged him tightly, smiled, and closed his eyes.

The familiar dragon chant resounded again, gently warming, and the two hugging bodies stood by the sea, and finally merged with the wind and snow.

[Ding, congratulations to the host for clearing the male supporting role world 07, with a reward of 1400000 points.The points settlement in this world is [-], and the host continues to work hard. 】

[The system enters the update state, and the world 08 will open after the update, please wait patiently for the host. 】

There was no big screen in front of him, and his neck was very hot. Gu Nan stretched out his hand to touch it, and was shocked to find that the dragon scale necklace that Yingchi had given him was still there.

Gu Nan bent his eyes, held the necklace tightly, and soon heard the mechanical sound again.

[Ding, it was detected that the host used [Stay] in the male supporting world 07, the skill use limit was reduced by one time, and the current remaining: one time. 】

[According to the additional regulations for the use of [Stay], the male supporting role world 08 opens the role-playing world, please choose the host. 】

There are more than a dozen character boards in front of you.

Gu Nan looked up and was shocked.

Why is there a single person on more than a dozen boards?

"Considering that the previous painting style was too strange, I simply agreed to the appearance of the task. The difference is the character of the character and the time of the copy. What you choose depends on the luck of the host." Husky shook his tail: "Actually, it's about personality or something. Skills have already decided everything, the host you can choose now, only time."

"……What's the meaning."

"The character is definitely delicate, but the time, when the host passes by, the target may be when the target is young, maybe a teenager, maybe a young man... It all depends on luck."

Gu Nan was silent for a moment, then reached out and poked on the rightmost panel.

[End of selection, testing... After the detection is completed, the transmission will start. 】

[Successful transmission. 】

The author has something to say: don’t hit me, actually I really think this is the best result _(:з」∠)_.

Because Gu Nan has always known that he is doing strategy in the world constructed by the system, and that each world is not his final destination. His goal is to save enough points to go back to modern times, and then hook up with the person he is thinking of.

Ying Chi is Ying Long. As long as he wants to, he can quickly transform into a dragon and live the same life as the sky. Even if he doesn't transform into a dragon, he still has a lifespan of tens of thousands of years. Will Gu Nan stay at this time?I don't think so.

Yingchi saw the same from Tiandao, so he chose to give up eternal life and spend a short few hundred years with Gu Nan.

Now that I’ve written it, it’s time for the eighth world, the number of words is almost 27, and there are still three or four worlds that are about to end.

The following world wants to favor Gu Nan a little bit, and it will probably make him smarter and stronger. [emphasis on probably

Then I... I put the lid on the pot and ran away.

☆, 75|8.1

Daqi Tianning has been in three years, deep winter, and the wind and snow have not stopped.

It snowed heavily for three consecutive days, and the entire palace city was silent. The night watch army stepped on the snow without making a sound.

The snowy night is lonely and deserted, and the red plums are silent, but it is not as good as the Xuanjing Taiji Hall in the west.

Inside the Taiji Hall, there are oil lamps, plain clothes, and ancient scrolls.

Sitting alone on the bed, holding a book in plain hand, looking down, the light reflected on his face, and his eyelashes cast a shadow.

The door was pushed open, and the wind and snow swept plum blossoms into the hall.The person who came in had black eyes and phoenix eyes, his long eyebrows were drawn into his temples, and a lamp in his hand was like a bean. He approached and put the lamp in his hand on the table.

The man walked to the side of the couch, stared at him for a moment, and said in a low voice: "Did you know that Zhang Yuandao was poisoned in the mansion today at Haishi?"

The person on the couch lowered his head, turning a deaf ear to the man's words.

The man's ink-colored pupils became deeper and deeper, flashed sharply, and his tone was colder than the wind and snow outside: "In this Tai Chi Hall, you can cause chaos in the capital regardless of foreign affairs, should I reward you well? Gu Nan , Gu Zhihuan, Gu Taifu?!"

One sentence finally made the people on the couch react. He raised his head and looked at the young emperor in front of him, his eyes were paler than Liuli: "If your majesty is afraid, please let your majesty leave the capital, otherwise, as long as Gu Zhi returns One day in this capital, I am afraid that such a thing will be far from possible in the future."

As soon as the words fell, his jaw was strangled, and the young emperor's eyes were full of anger: "You did so much just to leave me? Gu Zhihuan, do you still have the heart?"

One sentence is emotionally restrained, and even I forgot to use it.

But these did not move the Taifu on the couch. He looked at the emperor in front of him, and there was a faint hatred in his light eyes: "I don't have a heart, I don't have a heart?! Emperor Zhaode! Yin Cheng'an! You are deliberately planning to destroy Beijing!" Did you have any heart in the West Thirteenth Battalion?! Did you have any heart when you planned every step of the way to send your only brother to the battlefield without returning?! Did you have any heart when you locked me up in this Tai Chi Hall and humiliated me day and night? ?!"

In the end, the voice was as shrill as a cuckoo weeping blood.

Listening to his words, Daqi's youngest emperor's eyes were a little red: "You did this to avenge Chengxiu, right? Who was it at the beginning? Yes, it was Xia Yuan. By now, Xia Yuan died Now, Zhou Ming is dead, Zhang Yuandao is also dead, what about the next one? Is it me who you want to kill next?"

Gu Nan closed his eyes and didn't say anything, as if he had acquiesced.

The redness in Yin Chengan's eyes became deeper and deeper, he was silent for a while, and said hello several times, his hands were tightly clasped together, his veins were exposed.

"Are you unwilling to even look at me now? Does being by my side make you so uncomfortable?" Yin Chengan gritted his teeth and suddenly reached out and threw the book away from the person on the couch, holding him tightly with both hands. hand, bent down and pressed it up.

Sensing Yin Chengan's intentions, Gu Nan's pupils shrank suddenly: "Yin Chengan, I have taught you the way of the emperor for ten years, and you humiliate me like this?!"

"Humiliation?" Yin Chengan laughed softly, "Since you think so, then it's humiliation... Anyway, you hate me enough."

After all, all the voices were covered by the hot kiss, and the clothes were thrown under the bed in an instant.Gu Nan was forced to accept his actions, and buried his head deeply in the bedding. There was a charcoal stove in the middle of the hall, and the earth dragon was burning vigorously, but he still felt cold in his heart.

Whether it's Gu Nan or Yin Chengan.

After a sharp pain, Gu Nan tightly clenched his hand holding the corner of the quilt, his nails pierced into the flesh, staining the quilt.

For a moment, only the sound of water and the crackling of burning charcoal stoves remained in the huge Taiji Hall.

The sound of wind and snow outside was still there, and the plum blossoms were swept into the snow by the wind, like fresh blood sprinkled on white paper, which was shocking.

In such a cold night, the bodies of the two of them were pressed against each other in the most intimate position, yet they didn't feel any warmth at all.

Gu Nan opened his eyes in a daze, and after an unknown amount of time, Yin Chengan leaned over and hugged him, pressing his cheek against his neck, his voice was low and hoarse, more desperate than the thick night outside.

"Ten years, ten years, you don't want to stay with me for ten years, what should I do?"

"Yun Wuxin came out of Xiuxiu, and the bird was tired of flying and knew to return. Gu Zhihui, do you really know how to return?"

When it came to the last few words, Yin Chengan's voice was almost inaudible, Gu Nan pulled the corner of his mouth lightly, and closed his eyes.

The movements of the young monarch behind him are still continuing, and it is suffering and torture for him.

He suddenly remembered the early spring many years ago, the first time he saw Yin Chengan, the frail young man stood under the plum tree trying to maintain his pretended indifference, with a stubborn and fragile appearance.

At that time, Yin Cheng'an hadn't ascended to the most honored position in the world, and Yin Chengxiu hadn't died yet, the flowers in the yard were in full bloom, they were playing chess under the tree and making tea, the spring was bright and clean.

But then what?Gu Nan thought.

Later, after seven years of planning and operation, he pushed Yin Chengan to the supreme position. In that year, Yin Chengxiu died in battle, and the peach blossoms in the Taiji Palace withered. Even if a new one was transplanted later, everything would be different.

The cloud has no heart to go out of Xiu, and the bird knows to return when it is tired.

But the heart that Gu Zhi returned, as early as the night three years ago, could no longer find a place to return.

"...Sentimental." Yoha stared at the scroll in front of him, wagging his tail and sighed.

Gu Nan took the scroll back in silence, looked around and saw the sword hanging on the wall, got up, took it off and put it on his neck.

The husky was terrified: "Host! What are you doing?!"

"Anyway, it will be death sooner or later. Why don't I do it now." Gu Nan sneered: "Teacher Gu Nan Gu Zhihuan, a disciple of Wushuanggu, was the fifth son of the emperor Yin Chengxiu at the age of 13. The white-eyed prince is on the throne... Don't tell me if I have the IQ of others, just talk about the things on the scroll just now, don't you intend to kill me?"

"Anyway, he is a man with an intelligence value of eight, can you be a bit promising as the host?" Husky sighed.

Gu Nan didn't bother to pay attention to him, he squeezed his hand on the hilt of the sword, and then saw the blade of the sword crossing his neck as if cutting the air with great despair.

There is no way to die.

"Give up, host, in the system world, such things as suicide cannot exist." Yoha smiled proudly: "And when you were holding the cannon fodder system before, didn't you be the tutor of an unfavored prince?" ? In the end he also ascended the throne."

"Yes." Gu Nan gave him a cool look: "The first thing he did after he became the throne was to chop me off."

"..."

Gu Nan was expressionless.

"Okay." Yoha shook his ears, and the mechanical prompt sounded in Gu Nan's ear.

[Ding, congratulations to the host for obtaining the [Road to Strategy] cheat, and quickly comprehend the skill of strategy after using it. 】

"I can only help you here." Yoha stretched out his claws and grabbed a panel from the air, glanced at it, and said, "According to the reminder, the time you got was ten years ago, when Gu Nan just became Mrs. Yin Chengan." When Fu, the outcome depends on you."

After the words fell, a teleportation array appeared in front of Gu Nan's eyes.

"Go up, host, remember to pay attention to the task panel at all times, this time you have to meet all the conditions to leave this world smoothly." Husky shook his tail: "If the task fails, this is what will happen to you."

With a wave of Husky's paw, a picture scroll appeared in front of Gu Nan.Gu Nan looked over, and in the picture scroll was a gorgeous palace, the main hall was stepped on by the window, and the picturesque young man was pressed down by a handsome and stiff man, with his eyes closed, his expression was numb and desperate.

It is clearly the picture version in the text content of the previous scroll.

Gu Nan was silent for a moment, and quickly poked open the mission panel.

【Story Requirements】

1. Help Yin Chengan ascend the throne smoothly.

2. Change the fate of Yin Chengxiu's death.

3. Become the last emperor teacher of Wushuanggu / make Wushuanggu escape from the world.

4. Change your own fate of confinement.

5. Guarantee Daqi two generations of peace and prosperity.

Attachment: This world is a world without prompts (no quests to post favorability reminders, no skill exchange function, please do everything yourself, and have enough food and clothing.)

Gu Nan looked at Yo Ha full of despair.

Yoha Yue waved his paw at him: "I can't follow you in this world, don't doubt it, this is the price of activating [Path of Intrigue]...don't hit me yet, when you really start this world, you will It turned out to be a good choice.”

"..."

"It's getting late, host, come on host!"

Gu Nan was silent for a moment, sighed and stepped on the teleportation array.

In the 27th year of Daqi Tianyou, in the early spring, it was warm and cold, and the winter snow had not disappeared.

Outside the Xuanhe Gate, a young man in a white black-pattern cloud shirt stood by the door, staring blankly at Miyagi in front of him.

The chief eunuch, Pei Lengqiu, stood beside him with his waist bent, carefully raised his eyes to look at the young man in front of him, admiring and longing in his heart, but a little bit afraid.

In Wushuangu's Gu family, there is only one person in a dynasty, the universe is bright and bright, and the talent of the emperor's teacher. 35 years ago, Gu Jingzhi was born to assist Yin Xu, the seventh son of the emperor. In just eight years, he pushed the seventh prince who had no power in his hands to the supreme position. The last seven princes ascended the throne and changed the name of the country to Tianyou. Resignation, no news from now on.

When it comes, the sky is absolutely gorgeous, and the clouds and rain are turned.

When I went, the clouds were calm and the wind was light, so I didn't miss it at all.

Wushuang Valley is indeed worthy of Wushuang's life.

Now that in the past 35 years, the disciples of Wushuanggu have joined the WTO again, the situation in the court may change again.

Pei Lengqiu looked at the sky, pondered for a while and bowed to Gu Nan: "Mr. Gu, it's almost noon, if you don't get up, it will be too late."

After recovering from the teleportation, Gu Nan heard such a sentence.

He froze for a moment, looked at the clothes of the eunuch beside him, and understood what was going on, and immediately bowed his hands in return: "I'm sorry to bother you, father-in-law, let's go."

The eunuch responded and stood up to lead the way.

Gu Nan followed him all the way forward, his gaze skipped over the surrounding walls engraved with cloud patterns, and his heart was inexplicably heavy.

The nine-layered palace is solemn and solemn, after all, it is a bit lonely.

The author has something to say: Did you see the beginning?Drama style!Drama style!I am also a human being who can write dramas! ! !

Now I really want to write a few thousand words to praise myself, but... I haven't finished my high math homework _(:з」∠)_.

I feel that this world will be a cultivation system (do you believe it?) Gu Nannan will definitely not be aggrieved this time, I want to write an amazingly talented Nannan (deleted), if my IQ can keep up.

Yes the author went crazy again today hahahaha.

May your life be safe and joyful.

☆, 76|8.2

Walking to the imperial study room, Pei Lengqiu called the little eunuch on duty to go in and make an announcement. After a while, the little eunuch went out to salute: "Mr. Gu, the emperor announces your audience."

Gu Nan pushed the door open and entered. A man in a bright yellow dragon robe sat behind the vermilion desk and looked up at him. Gu Nan lowered his head and cupped his hands: "Cao Min sees the emperor."

The young man's neither humble nor overbearing appearance caught his eyes, and Emperor Jing Zhao Yin Xu was a little dazed for a while.In a trance, it seems to have returned to 35 years ago. He was standing beside the late emperor. A young man in white pushed the door in and bowed his hands in salute.

Since then, Gu Jingzhi's three words have been engraved in his heart for 35 years.

Especially since he ascended the throne and Gu Jingzhi left, that figure has been dreaming every night. For 27 years, he has become obsessed.

Yin Xu stood up and walked to Gu Nan, as if bewitched, he reached out to touch the boy's cheek.

Gu Nan took a step back calmly, and said again: "Grassman Gu Nan, see the emperor."

Gu Nan, Gu Jingzhi.

Yin Xu woke up suddenly, looked at the young man's handsome eyebrows and black hair, and smiled helplessly.

That's right, how could it be Gu Jingzhi, he was 14 years old when we first met, now he is 35 years old, he is almost half a century old, no matter how handsome he is, how can he compare to the youthful beauty.

"Get up." Yin Xu helped Gu Nan up, his eyes were clear: "Jingzhi has sent me a letter before, I was enthroned at the age of 21, and I have worked hard for 27 years, and occasionally I feel exhausted. The talent of the emperor's teacher, Jingzhi was only one year older than you when he was assisting me, now that you have left the teacher, it is time to take over Jingzhi's burden."

As he said that, Yin Xu's eyes softened a little: "Is it okay to respect you?"

How can it be okay?Gu Nan lowered his eyes, Wu Shuanggu's disciples would not live to be thirty, and Gu Jingzhi, who was so handsome in history, had turned into a pile of loess 19 years ago.

Even the letter was just written before his death, in order to pave the way for the next disciple.

The rules of Wushuanggu have been like this throughout the ages.

It's just that Gu Nan naturally wouldn't say that, facing Yin Xu's question, he just bowed his hands and said in a calm voice, "That's good."

The emperor, who had always been emotionally restrained, rarely had some comfort on his face. He lowered his eyes and smiled: "That's good...then you have already selected someone to assist you?"

Gu Nan nodded and saluted the emperor in front of him again: "The fifth son of the emperor, Yin Cheng'an."

Yin Xu paused his fingers, and began to tap on the table for a while. He raised his eyes to look at Gu Nan. The sternness and inquiry were hidden in the depths of his eyes, and some of them were revealed inadvertently, full of shocking colors.

Gu Nan looked at him with a smile, still neither humble nor overbearing.

After a long time, Yin Xu withdrew his finger and smiled slightly: "You really look like Jingzhi, so let's go, other things... I will take care of it."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Emperor Jing Zhao waved his hand: "Go."

Gu Nan turned around and went out the door without looking back.

Yin Xu sat behind the table and looked at his back with a dazed expression.

Thirty-five years ago, Gu Jingzhi, dressed in white and elegant, stood in the room neither humble nor overbearing, smiled and spoke, and chose him who was the son of a sinful concubine at that time.

Thirty-five years later, his disciple Gu Nan stood here with a calm and leisurely expression, and chose Yin Chengxiu, who was also the son of a sinful concubine.

How similar.

Yin Xu lowered his eyes and unfolded the scroll at hand. On the scroll, 14-year-old Gu Hengzhi stood in the spring light, shining brightly.

With his fingers caressing the face of the young man on the scroll, his expression was a little sad for a moment.

From now on, Yin Cheng'an in the Tai Chi Hall can be accompanied by one person.

But he, Yin Xu, can only survive these decades of long nights by relying on a portrait and memories.

To the west is Xuanjing Taiji Hall, the late Concubine Ning’s bedroom. In the past, Concubine Ning was the most favored of the six palaces. The Taiji Hall was bustling and bustling. However, with the rebellion of the Ning family, Ning Guifei hanged herself to death. This Taiji Hall is now only The remaining plum blossom can still get some vitality.

Pei Lengqiu stopped outside the Tai Chi Hall: "Teacher Gu, this is the residence of the Fifth and Seventh Princes, but you want to go in now?"

Gu Nan nodded: "I'm bothering you, father-in-law."

Pei Lengqiu hurriedly waved his hand and led Gu Nan into the Tai Chi Hall.

It has not been taken care of for several years, and the once magnificent hall has lost its prosperous color.Gu Nan walked all the way, only to see that the Zhumen were mottled, the cloud pattern was broken, and the white marble steps were covered with dust and dust. Only the plum blossom tree was still blooming in the early spring, with a little bit of vitality.

Under the tree, a young man in a plain robe stood there. Seeing Gu Nan looking over, he turned his body to block the boy beside him, and looked up at Gu Nan with a stubborn expression.

Pei Lengqiu bowed to the young man: "Your Highness Fifth, this is the Taifu that His Majesty is looking for for you, Gu Nan, Gu Taifu."

Hearing this, Yin Chengan lowered his eyes, and there was a vague sneer at the corner of his mouth.

Your Majesty, Your Majesty, how can the high Ninth Five-Year Lord still remember the son of the sinful concubine in this remote Taiji Palace, is the person who suddenly appeared now the Taifu or the person who watched him?

He raised his head, and covered Yin Chengxiu behind him more tightly with a protective gesture: "Teacher?"

Gu Nan took a step forward, ignoring the young man's guarded eyes, and bowed his hands in salute: "Wu Shuang Gu Gu Nan, see Your Highness."

Yin Chengan's pupils suddenly shrank, Wushuanggu.

The universe is bright and clear, the unparalleled valley of the talents of emperors and teachers.

Obscurity flashed in his eyes. Once upon a time, he also thought about getting the help of Wushuanggu, stepping on the most honorable seat in the world, and seeing all the prosperity in the world.But all of this disappeared on that rainy night three years ago. The blood and cries winding down the white marble steps sealed off his five senses, and then destroyed his longing and all his reliance.

From then on, he took his two-year-old younger brother up and down in this deep palace, guarding the devastated Tai Chi Hall and surviving in the eyes of white eyes. Three years passed.

All the passion and longing have long been smashed into mud in these more than 1000 days and nights.

Gu Nan saw his expressions one by one, knowing that he was obsessed, he tilted his head and cupped his hands to Pei Lengqiu: "Elder-in-law, please go back first, and I will take good care of the Fifth Highness."

Although this was against the rules, Pei Lengqiu didn't say much, he bowed to salute, then turned and left.

In the huge Tai Chi Hall, there were only three people and one plum blossom left at that moment.

Yin Chengxiu, who was guarded by Yin Chengan behind him, poked his head out to look at Gu Nan curiously, and smiled with joy, showing his canine teeth.

Seeing Yin Chengxiu's cute appearance, Gu Nan couldn't help but smile.Yin Chengan couldn't see Yin Chengxiu's movements, but only saw the young man in front of him smiling with his eyes bent, his white cloud shirt fluttering gently with the wind, and he looked elegant and elegant, with an outstanding demeanor.

Smile and lean on the spring breeze without knowing it.

The news of Wushuanggu's Gu family's birth quickly spread throughout the court, and many interested people went to investigate, only to find that Emperor Jing Zhao had already sought out grand tutors for all the princes over eight years old at the same time, and all of them were Gu's.

Who is the disciple of Wushuang Valley, no one knows.

There was a lot of rumors outside, but the Tai Chi Hall was full of leisure.Gu Nan and Yin Cheng'an sat at the stone table under the plum blossom tree to make tea. Occasionally, plum blossoms would fall into the tea, and the fragrance of the tea would be filled with the scent of plum blossoms.

Yin Chengan sat opposite Gu Nan and looked at him. He couldn't see the face of the person opposite him clearly in the steam, he could only see a pair of slender hands fiddling with the tea set with an elegant posture.

Soon, the water vapor in front of him became more dense, like a white mist, completely blocking his vision.

"People say that you can see your truest desires in the mist. Your Highness, what do you see in the mist?"

What did you see?Yin Chengan opened his eyes in bewilderment and looked at the mist curling up in front of him, his mind went blank.After a long time like this, his eyes regained focus, and when he looked at the water vapor again, he suddenly saw the mist slowly turning into a mirror. Inside, Yin Chengan saw the magnificent Tai Chi Hall and himself in high spirits.

That was what it looked like three years ago.

He saw himself walking around in this Tai Chi Hall in a fine dress, and saw the gentle and beautiful mother concubine smiling while sitting under the plum tree. At that time, the spring was just right, and the Tai Chi Hall was full of vitality, birds singing and flowers scenting, it was the most beautiful time in the world.

But all of this was finally taken away by a rain.

Yin Chengan clenched his fists tightly, the scene in front of him had changed into the middle of the night, the rain hit the eaves and made a crisp sound, in this silence, the Tai Chi Hall was suddenly illuminated by torches, and with an imperial decree, the Tai Chi Hall became a purgatory on earth.Bloody meandered down the white marble steps, and the cries of fighting and shouting lasted all night. He hid in the corner with his younger brother in his arms and watched the people in the palace of Tai Chi being slaughtered. At the end was his mother and concubine, that bright and charming woman, Yu Dian She used to end up with a white silk for the rest of her life.

Since then, the Tai Chi Hall has become a barren place, and he has lost all support.

Yin Chengan stared at the water mist in front of him, and he could still vaguely hear the crying and screaming of that rainy night.

A clear voice suddenly sounded, covering the sharp voice slightly.

"Think about what you saw on that rainy night, think about all the pain and suffering you have endured in the past three years. Yin Chengan, tell me, after struggling and ups and downs in this deep palace for more than 1000 days and nights, what do you want to do now? What?!"

What do you want to do?

Yin Chengan's eyes were red, and a voice rose from the bottom of his heart, every word was full of blood.

I want to protect my little brother!

I want to wash away the grievances of General Huaiyuan's Mansion!

He wants to ascend to the supreme position and trample all those who have given him shame and resentment under his feet!

revenge!revenge!revenge!

The two words kept clamoring in his heart, Yin Chengan stared fiercely with a ferocious and crazy expression.He stared at his hand, his mind was occupied by tyrannical desire, and he suddenly wanted to destroy everything.

Crazy and paranoid thoughts just appeared, and the tightly held hands were suddenly held by a pair of warm and soft hands.

He froze for a moment, the redness in his eyes dissipated a little, and he looked forward.

The white mist had faded away, and the young man's exquisite eyebrows appeared in front of his eyes, and his smile had the power to calm people's hearts, instantly diluting the blood and dilapidation of that rainy night.

"Remember what you want." There was a solemn tone in the plain voice, the young man held his hand, and looked up proudly: "Yin Chengan, within seven years, you will ascend to that supreme position, You will possess unparalleled power and prestige, rule the world, and be unparalleled in dignity."

The king is in the world, and the dignity is unparalleled.

With eight words, Yin Chengan suddenly felt all the yearning and enthusiasm that was lost on that rainy night come back surging, with scorching heat and majestic momentum, coming surging and out of control.

And the person who made him regain everything stood up and saluted him with a solemn gesture.

"And the minister, I am willing to do my best to assist His Highness, even if I die."

Yin Chengan looked down at the young man in front of him, countless pictures flashed by his eyes one by one, dilapidated and prosperous, and finally fixed on Gu Nan's drooping eyebrows.

He stretched out his hand to help Gu Nan up, remained silent for a long time, and said in a solemn tone: "Teacher."

This is an acknowledgment of Gu Nan.

Gu Nan smiled slightly, sat down with Yin Chengan again, lifted the lid of the pottery pot, and the aroma of tea overflowed immediately.

"After the mist disappears, the fragrance overflows." Su Bai lifted the pottery pot to fill the teacup with his hand, and the young man's voice was still light: "I should use cooking wine to express my ambition. Your Highness, do you know why I use tea instead of wine?"

Yin Chengan shook his head.

"Because wine can easily intoxicate people, but tea can make people sober." Gu Nan pushed the teacup forward: "Your Highness, try it."

Yin Chengan looked down at the teacup, his pupils were stained brown by the tea.

After being silent for a while, he picked up the teacup and took a sip, the bitterness dissipated in his mouth immediately, but when the bitterness reached its extreme, a sweet taste suddenly appeared, covering up all the bitterness.

After three years of ups and downs, there is a dawn.

Gu Nan, Mrs. Gu.

Yin Chengan thought, this name,