Leg pendant that regenerates scumbag

Cold, endless cold, this is the only feeling he feels, like lying in ice, after lying for an unknown number of years, his whole body has become stiff.However, gradually, there seemed to be a wave of heat coming out of his body, the cold feeling gradually receded, and the originally extremely stiff body gradually became conscious.He wanted to move, but it was as if something was pressing on him, making him unable to breathe.I don't know how long he struggled, but he finally escaped from that kind of oppression, but his body fell hard to the ground.

It hurts a little, but not that much.He lay on the ground for a long time, the fire in his body became more intense, and gradually, he finally had the strength to open his eyes.He slowly opened his eyes, at first he was a little dazed, and then he saw what was in front of him, and what he saw was an ice bed—he just fell from there, and he was really lying in the ice.

He slowly got up from the ground, with a dazed and helpless expression on his face.He wanted to leave here, but his whole body was limp and he had no strength at all.This feeling is completely strange, he always feels that he can float up lightly, but in fact he can't get up heavily.

He just leaned there like that, after an unknown amount of time, there was a sudden movement from the door, he turned his head with difficulty, staring at the door with blinking eyes.It's too cold and quiet here, he still hopes that someone will come here and see him.

The door moved for a while, then the movement disappeared.He couldn't help being a little disappointed, he could only watch boredly that his exhaled breath turned into water mist.

After a while, there was a sudden noise from the window.He rolled his eyes and saw that the window was pushed open. After a while, a small black head appeared, and after a while, a white and tender face appeared in front of him.

Then he met the little child's eyes, both of them had curiosity and inquiry in their eyes, he blinked, and the child blinked, his eyeballs rolled, and the child's eyeballs followed suit .The actions of the two were surprisingly consistent.

The two looked at it for a while, and then the child disappeared. After a while, there was another sound. He widened his eyes, and saw that the child's feet had been put on something, and this time, half of his body was stretched out.The child was short-handed and short-legged, but very flexible. He even raised his breath for the child. The child turned over without any risk, but at the last moment, the chubby body fell to the ground.

The child twisted twice on the ground, and then struggled to get up, but it didn't hurt anything.He swung his short legs and walked in front of him, staring at him more closely.

He looked at the child. The child was round and tender, with water in his dark eyes. He seemed innocent and ignorant, but at the same time seemed to have a cold nature, with some coldness.The child seemed to feel that he couldn't see enough, so he stretched out his finger and poked his face, but quickly retracted when it touched his face.

"It's so cold, are you alive?" The child's voice was childish, but also cold and vigilant.

He opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but found that his throat seemed to be frozen and he couldn't speak a word.

But the child seemed to see his thoughts, pointing to the ice bed behind him and said: "When I came last time, you were still lying there, you were dead."

"Can the dead live?"

The child looked at him curiously, and he looked at him blankly.

"Who are you?" the child asked, "I seem to know you."

He still looked at the child blankly.The child tilted his head and thought for a long time, then suddenly took his hand, and a light flashed in his indifferent eyes: "Are you your empress?"

"Your Majesty... I'm Ah Yin." The child called out coquettishly, with sparkling eyes and a hint of cuteness on his round face.

After this, some parts of his body can already move.He lowered his head slowly, and then looked at a certain part between his legs, there was indeed something there.When all this was confirmed, he breathed a sigh of relief.Although he didn't know why he would breathe a sigh of relief.

The child also followed his gaze, and after a while, he seemed to understand something, and suddenly shook off his hand.

This child is also scary, at such a young age, his face can change faster than the sky.There was coldness in the dark eyes again: "You are not my mother. No matter who you are, there are people watching outside, you will never go out."

He turned his head and looked out the window, was someone watching?

"So you are not allowed to go, you continue to lie there." The child pointed to the ice bed, as if it was his own private property, and ordered, "Don't be discovered by others."

When a child is like this, he has an aura that doesn't match his age.However, he would not be intimidated by a child.

He lowered his eyes and looked at his hands. They were pale, bloodless hands, bony, as if a layer of skin wrapped bones. The child was right, they really looked like the hands of a dead person.

Although a child knows how to observe words and emotions, he is young after all. For example, there are many types of fear, but he finally recognized only one.He was very satisfied that the person in front of him was scared by him, and finally climbed out of the window contentedly.

This palace is full of loneliness, but the child who is pretending to be very well-behaved by others, deep down in his heart, still hopes to have a well-behaved pet.

After the child left, he slowly raised his head, looked at the tightly closed window, and suddenly had a thought in his heart, he wanted to get out of this room, out of this place.

This place frightened him.

Huan Lin heard the news that Azhan was safe from Master Yuankong.The circle that trapped him was broken, and Azhan was safe.

To leave safely, to reincarnate safely, to forget everything safely, from now on, those griefs and sorrows, those loves and hates have nothing to do with him.He will grow up from a carefree baby and live a life that belongs to another person, maybe a son of a gentleman, maybe a child of a farm family, and when he grows up, he may be a gentleman or a hero generals.No matter what kind of life it is, it has nothing to do with Huan Lin.

He doesn't remember him, he doesn't love him, they're complete strangers.

Lu Qingtong followed closely behind the emperor, watching him walk out of Qixia Temple in a daze, but the moment he stepped out of the temple gate, he suddenly bent down, and his whole body was filled with a kind of despair and pain.

Huan Lin's hands tightly clutched his chest, as if countless insects were gnawing at his heart, bit by bit, even the blood couldn't flow out, and finally it became an empty piece.

His heart was completely empty.

From the middle of the sun to the sunset, Huan Lin maintained the same posture.

Lu Qingtong stood guard on the sidelines, not allowing anyone to get close to him, and the despair seemed to have infected him, he felt a pressure in his heart, and he couldn't breathe.

"Qingtong." After a long time, Huan Lin suddenly called him.

Lu Qingtong came back to his senses and hurried over. When he saw the emperor's face, he suddenly wanted to move his face away.There was no blood at all, and there was no life at all. The majestic emperor in his memory seemed to have disappeared.

"Post up the imperial list. Children born today, if they wish, can be sent to the palace to be educated." The voice seemed to drain all his strength.

At this time, no matter what orders the emperor gave, he was not surprised.And such an order sounds too normal.

When the emperor returned to the palace, the first thing he did was not to have a meal, but to invite the embroiderer to sew the broken jade into a purse.When the embroiderer was sewing her purse, he sat by the side, staring at it closely, motionless.After the embroiderer finished sewing, he immediately put the purse on his waist.

The emperor didn't eat a bite of the dinner that Li Deqing brought, and just sat there like that.

The food was cold, Li Deqing sighed, and could only remove the food again.

As night fell, the hall was quiet, the lights flickered on and off, and Huan Lin's face was dark and inexplicable. The footsteps of 'deng, deng, deng' suddenly sounded, Huan Lin was stunned for a moment, and then raised his head suddenly.

The footsteps of 'tap-tap-tap' didn't go away, so it's not an illusion.His eyes couldn't help but widen, and the eyeballs seemed to protrude.After a while, an elongated shadow appeared in front of him, and he almost forgot to breathe.

"Azhan..." His voice had changed, a little sharp.

He stepped out suddenly, walked to the door, lowered his head again, and saw the little doll that was as high as his legs.That small face overlapped with a scene in his memory.

He suddenly hugged the small body into his arms: "Azhan, Azhan, you are back."

He muttered like that, tears welled up and fell on the little baby's neck.The little baby was stupefied with fright at first, but after a while, she came to her senses, her little face turned pale, and she wanted to break free.

"Your Majesty, this is King Yingchuan!"

"Your Majesty, you can see clearly that this is King Sima Yin of Yingchuan!"

Huan Lin seemed to wake up, she stared blankly at Li Deqing's anxious old face, and then slowly let go of the child in her arms.

Sima Yin fell to the ground and ran away frantically.

Huan Lin looked at his empty arms, and then sat on the ground, his face was covered with tears.

"Li Deqing, my life is over."

"I don't think I can survive."

Li Deqing quickly knelt down as if hearing something terrible: "Your Majesty, what are you talking about! You are the Son of Heaven, and you will live a long life."

"No, I can't live anymore." Huan Lin's face became very scary, but also inexplicably fragile, "I can't live anymore."

"Azhan is gone, why am I still alive?"

Huan Lin's appearance was terrifying, Li Deqing only felt numbness in his back, and faintly felt that the emperor seemed to have made some decision.He turned around and ran out, but before running two steps, he backed up again. He stared wide-eyed at the white figure standing not far away. He held back his panic and wiped his eyes. The white figure is still there, and that face is also very clear under the moonlight. He has seen him lying on the ice bed, lifeless, and a completely dead person.

But now the dead man stood in front of him with his eyes open.

Li Deqing's already tense nerves suddenly collapsed, and he couldn't help shouting: "There is a ghost!"