He thought he was bewitched

Qinzhou City is built on the mountain, and Jingyu Tower stands in the Wanyue Mountain. All the rivers and lakes say that they are besieging Jingyu Tower.

In fact, it was just surrounded by Wanyue Mountain, only a few people dared to block directly in front of Jingyu Tower.

The mountains of Wanyue Mountain finally merged into the Jiuqu Mountains, and after that, the Jiuqu Mountains stretched for thousands of miles, almost across the Central Plains, so no one knew how big the Jingyu Tower was.

Because of Fu Tingya's order, the situation turned around, and only after the crisis was resolved did the disciples of Jingyu Tower come. I don't feel normal.

Ye Shuyi had no choice but to fall behind. He looked at the man who was walking ahead with his sword in his hand and couldn't help but said: "Listen..."

Unsurprisingly, after returning to his original voice, his voice became hoarse: "Ting Ya...cough cough cough --"

Annoyed by the coughing of the person behind him, Fu Tingya finally turned around, but his tone was extremely impatient: "There is no one here, have you acted enough yet!?"

Ye Shuyi was stunned for a moment, wanting to explain that he didn't act, but he didn't know how to respond so as not to anger Fu Tingya again, so in the end he just mumbled: "Tingya...you're hurt."

Ye Shuyi doesn't know what he looks like now, but it must be extremely ridiculous.

Because at this time, he just saw Fu Tingya standing still and turning around, so he tried hard to squeeze a smile on his face, as if he wanted to curry favor and beg for mercy.

But it just makes things worse.

Ye Shuyi understood in his heart, and even thought a little self-deprecatingly, maybe in a relationship, as long as you give your heart to him, you will become humble like dust, worry about gain and loss, and become hateful.

Sure enough, seeing him like this, Fu Tingya frowned in disgust. He took a few glances at Ye Shouyi, who was still dressed as a woman, and spoke extremely coldly: "Showing up the crowd will only arouse disgust."

"I know you don't like it, but the situation forced me to..." Ye Shiyi's fingers trembled, and slowly curled up. In fact, even he himself felt that it was disgusting for a big man to show others a woman's head and pose.Even though Fu Tingya said this harshly, it was... not wrong.

The two were speechless all the way. After walking back to the room, Ye Shiyi closed the door, hesitated for a moment, then took out the medicine box from the cabinet and said: "You are seriously injured, and you still need to be bandaged."

"Don't bother you." Fu Tingya didn't even look at him.

Ye Shuyi paused, with a look of disapproval on his face, he sighed softly, "Don't make trouble..."

The tone is like appeasing a naughty child.

But I am no longer a child.

Fu Tingya watched the other party prepare the wound medicine and came to his side, and stretched out his hand to take off the blood-oozing clothes. For some reason, he felt depressed. He suddenly grabbed the other party's neck, and put the defenseless Ye Shiyi slumped down on the bed.

"Hmm..." Ye Shuyi struggled subconsciously, but as the astonishment on his face faded, he no longer resisted. Feeling the powerful pulse of the other party, Fu Tingya looked at the inexplicable entanglement in front of him. My own old man, the words he squeezed out through his teeth were colder than the wind outside the pass: "I really want to strangle you to death like this."

Ye Shiyi's face was still smudged with crimson rouge. For some reason, Fu Tingya suddenly remembered this person's appearance in women's clothing. He reached out and rubbed the corner of Ye Shiyi's eyes fiercely, and said mockingly: "Is it just right? Your heart. For a person like you, you want to show people like this every day, don't you? Don't say it, you really look like a top card..."

Ye Shouyi stared at Fu Tingya, listened to the hurtful words he uttered, looked at the irritability and hatred in his eyes, suddenly closed his eyes and leaned forward, kissing him lightly with a bold and contemptuous delusion lips...

Fu Tingya dodged, and he just sneered when he looked at the person who was pressed under him like a sacrifice.

Ye Shiyi felt the burning humiliation and despair, but he still didn't regret——

If the noble and cold young man who walked through the long white jade steps back then was destined to turn into a handful of dry bones under the power of the throne...

Then.

Ting Ya, don't be afraid, I'll accompany you.

Years of repression and forbearance, not without pain, but paranoid and crazy, crazy - just like this moment.

When Fu Tingya woke up, Ye Shiyi was still asleep. He was curled up in an extremely insecure posture, with traces of worry on his brows. A little depressed, he wanted to know what this man dreamed again...

Ye Shuyi moved suddenly, and the long hair that was pulled was lingering between the pillows, looking soft and obedient, so Fu Tingya subconsciously held a strand in his palm...

Immediately afterwards, Fu Tingya, who realized what he had done, hurriedly put on his clothes and got out of bed as if he had woken up. As soon as he opened the door, the cold air of early autumn rushed in, quickly dissipating the rising and charming colors in the room, and it also made Fu Tingya's eyes wide open. Zhong Bo returned to silence, and when he looked at it again, he even felt a little colder.

The warmth just now seems to have never existed.

Ye Shiyi didn't know anything about it, he was struggling in an old dream at the moment.

If the bad relationship with Fu Tingya was a wound that he could not stop rotting and deteriorating no matter how he cared for it, then this dream was the sharp knife that cut open the wound.

It was also a cold autumn, the general who took off his silver armor and hurried into the palace was dressed in plain white clothes, the bloody aura between his brows disappeared, and he looked like an ordinary, extremely delicate rich man.

The little eunuch leading the way in front thought so, and invited him outside the Shang's study before retreating silently.

Stepping on the fallen leaves with black boots, Ye Shiyi felt that he had hallucinated—he seemed to hear the silent roar of the leaves before they were smashed to pieces.

Looking into the eyes of the emperor's valet who came out, the old man silently shook his head at him.

Ye Shuyi took a few steps forward, and just about to take out the jade pendant in his sleeve, he was stopped by the other party, only to hear the old man whisper: "Yehou was kind to me in the past... General, don't beg." The old man turned sideways , quietly wrote a word on the palm of Ye Shuyi——

kill.

Ye Shuyi closed his eyes, clenched his fists with his ten fingers hidden under his sleeves, and knelt down straight under the old man's helpless gaze.The autumn wind is biting, and I don't have the heart to punish at this moment.

No matter what, he must protect that person.

The current emperor is not in the right position, so he is very cruel to the blood relatives of the brothers. The only one left intact is his seventh brother, who is 24 years younger than him.Now that Feng Yi has grown up, he can't help but want to do it.

Every inch of flesh and blood on his body seemed to be covered with ice and snow, and Ye Shuyi couldn't remember how long he knelt before he was finally willing to see him.

"I beg you to marry me..."

The light in the depths of the palace was extremely dark, and the man in the dragon robe was hidden in the twilight, making it difficult for people to see clearly: "This is why Qing came here?"

"Yes... Your Majesty, no wife, no son, no noble—you can rest assured..."

"Qing is the most benevolent to my seventh younger brother." He only heard the other party laugh loudly: "I am such a heartless person, Qing is too worried—"

"I am willing to make you a good couple..."

"Thank you, Lord Ron." The icy touch from the golden brick was as real as it was, and the long shadow of the man was like a growing ghost, swallowing the light bit by bit, until it was irreversible, until he fell into an abyss.

Cold sweat slipped down, and Ye Shuyi slowly opened his eyes.

Later, Feng Yi changed his name to Fu Tingya, and under that person's will, he became a pawn for the imperial court to contain the Jianghu.

It seems to be trust, but in fact there is a sharp knife on the side.Once Fu Tingya made a wrong half-step and made that dissatisfied, what awaited him would be a deep abyss, and there would be no place for the imperial court.

Unsurprisingly, there was no one beside him, and it was cold. Ye Shiyi got up from the bed with his heavy body off, and the exhaustion from running around for several days surged up. Stirring, but a large number of conspiratorial ideas flooded in, and he couldn't help but think about it——

Who leaked the news that Fu Tingya was the Seventh Prince Feng Yi?

Is it related to that person?If there is someone behind the scenes, is it aimed at Fu Tingya or at himself?

Is it to provoke the relationship between the imperial court and Jianghu, or to set up a deadlock to attack Beijiang...

This temptation seems simple and stupid, Fu Tingya can find a woman to replace him, but who knows if the other party has prepared everything...

Thinking of this, Ye Shuyi finally couldn't stay any longer, he simply put on a robe, and was about to turn over and get out of bed, but the clinker's feet softened, and he almost couldn't support himself and half-kneeled on the ground, at this moment, the window lattice Suddenly there was a knocking sound, Ye Shuyi gritted his teeth, stood up with the help of the bedpost, and tried to move over step by step.

As soon as the window sash was opened, a black eagle with a wingspan covering the entire window rushed in. Ye Shiyi was thrown back by the eagle before he took a step to catch it.

Then he took out a small wooden tube from his paw, and opened it to reveal the secret letter with the private seal of the army.

Ye Shouyi looked at ten lines at a glance, and his mood settled down a little.

It was sent by Shen Lan, saying that less than two days after he left, someone from the palace ordered him to go to Beijing immediately. As long as no one leaked the news that he had left a step earlier, his appearance in the pass would be considered an explanation.

Then it's not a big deal to stop by to rescue Fu Tingya...

So... the situation is not bad.

Ye Shiyi considered his physical condition, and finally called a maid, and asked the other party to send a message to Fu Tingya, saying that he had something to discuss and asked him to come.

After writing the reply letter and letting Shan Ying go, Ye Shuyi sat back at the table, tapped his index finger on the table unconsciously, and made a sound of "duk duk", he remembered the dream just now...

Later, the Seven Kings became the laughing stock of the court, but their identities were well protected under the emperor's will.

From then on, as expected, he was estranged from Fu Tingya, and the disgust in his eyes was hardly concealed when he saw him again.

The current one is really good at playing tricks.

Just as he was thinking, the maid whom he summoned to interrogate came back, seeing her probing look, Ye Shiyi already knew it in his heart.

Immediately afterwards, she heard her say as expected: "Madam, the host said he won't come..."

"I also said that you should stay where you should be, don't... don't go out to obstruct people's eyes."

After the maid stumbled and finished speaking, she put down the food and hurriedly retreated, not wanting to stay in the room for a while.

After Ye Shouyi listened, he looked at the back of the maid who left, with a calm expression on his face.

Some things, if you don't know, you don't know.

After all, he hopes that in his world there will be no brother-in-law, scheming, power shackles, and crises at every step. Instead, there will be only this shameless old man, relying on his military exploits, to do disgusting things.

Ting Ya, with my protection, you can always be noble and arrogant, and never know how sinister people's hearts really are.