Your Majesty, come back

The corners of the young man's mouth in the mirror were tense, his eyes were as dark as an eagle's, and his forest was still the same. There was an indelible arrogance and ruthlessness between his brows, which was an expression he was all too familiar with.

There is a saying that goes well, it is called the face has the heart.

The faces of people in the world are just like stinky skins. They are all the same. Only the soul inside the skin is the most valuable thing.

Good or bad appearance can never hide the temper in the bones.

He slowly pulled the corners of his mouth, and the person in the mirror also showed a calm ironic smile, probably because his body was a scholar, and his accustomed face could not bear such a solemn and domineering expression. It appears to be a strange conflict.

Just like water and oil, they will never blend together, no matter how similar they are, they cannot be compatible.

Water can only be below the head forever, and that's how it should be.

So, where did Chu Yue go to find this male favorite?What a guts...

Chu Xiao slightly raised his head to the side, with a gloomy expression, pressed five fingers on the cheekbones, and then stroked down inch by inch. The flesh and blood are fresh, and the touch is real, and there is no such thing as disguise. .

It's really courageous, there is someone in the world who dares to look so similar to him.

He also said before that Chu Yue was too timid, but now it seems that is not the case.

The heartbeat was a little slower than before, not as good as at that moment just now, when there seemed to be a thunderbolt coming down from the chest and abdomen, it hit people's mind blank.

It's only been a few days, but he is used to seeing strange things in the world.

In the end, I didn't know whether it was ridiculous or sad.

The little servant looked suspiciously at the young master who was about to go out with great interest, as if he had lost his soul, and stood in front of the mirror for a long time with strange behavior, but in the end he didn't go out to bask in the sun, and went back to the bed to sit for a while when he was really tired .

"My lord, it's sunny outside today, why don't we go for a walk?"

The man leaning against the brocade backrest with his eyes closed raised his brows. In fact, this was not an overly serious gesture, but the servant felt that his knees were weak, and he was afraid that his voice might be too loud and disturb the other party's rest.

The servant didn't dare to go forward to ask any more questions, but he didn't dare to retreat without authorization, so he could only stand quietly by the side.

The servant just felt that the young master in front of him had become more and more unfamiliar since he went into a coma on a hunger strike. He looked like a god, and he could make people kneel and beg for mercy with the slightest movement of his eyebrows.

What should be called a person who cannot be looked up to? The servant has been thinking about this question when he was standing on the side. If I really want to describe it, it is probably like the golden Bodhisattva in the temple. People want to soften when they see it Bye bye.

Mother said, if you don't worship Bodhisattva, you won't have a wife to warm the bed, and no son to carry the coffin.

Chu Xiao naturally didn't pay attention to the uneasiness of the servant beside him, he himself couldn't suppress the chaotic thoughts now.

From the moment he faced the mirror, his mind never calmed down for a moment. It was not enough to say that he was scared, but it was a bit shocked.

What is the purpose of raising a person with this appearance in his own house?

One possibility after another came to mind, and was overthrown all over again. No matter which one could not find enough evidence to support it, it was untenable.

The young man's murmurs to himself when he was drunk, his unchanging loyalty at critical moments, and his almost excessive concern for himself are all real and visible.

He can see those unadulterated expressions at a glance, it is impossible for him not to have this ability to recognize people.

He didn't know what this scholar's life in the palace was like before, just looking at what he had come into contact with these days, Chu Yue had no desire to get in touch with this male favorite at all.

Men know men best, and you can tell at a glance whether there is any meaning in that aspect. If this is the case, then what is the purpose of raising such a man in the house.

Xie Yuhua or something... His appearance has nothing to do with these three words.

Suddenly, an unbelievable idea scrambled up, which was more absurd than any previous speculation, and Chu Xiao kicked this idea into the cliff without thinking.

This is impossible.

But the recent experience reminded him that nothing is impossible in this world, it is just that there is little knowledge and little experience.

So that absurd idea entangled again, slowly strangled Chu Xiao's neck, and then dragged his whole body down, sinking into a field he had rarely touched.

"Ah, my lord, you are back!"

The servant's surprised voice interrupted his contemplation, and Chu Xiao was secretly taken aback.

He didn't even hear such obvious footsteps. When did his vigilance become so relaxed?

Chu Yue was obviously in a good mood today, so he walked in hurriedly, and ordered the servant to prepare dinner quickly, probably because he was too thirsty all the way, so he drank all the pot of cold tea on the table.

"You can get up already?" Although his face was tired, the corners of his brows and eyes today were filled with a completely different kind of anger from the past, sweeping away the gloom and gloom of the past, his whole face was full of radiance, so handsome that people couldn't move their eyes .

Like a gem that has been carved too delicately, the light is too bright.

"It's good that you can get up, maybe you can leave in a few days?"

The young man sat down in the chair with a smile, his eyes were watery, his voice was warm, and he said excitedly: "My third brother is going to wake up, and he will wake up soon."

Chu Xiao's eyelids moved, and he still maintained his original posture, lying halfway between a pile of backrests, silently observing the young man's every move.

The young man was like a child who got a baby and wanted to show it off to everyone, "When I was guarding the palace today, he flicked his finger, it must have moved, I know it."

Because the young man was holding his hand all the time, he couldn't hide the slightest movement.

"The imperial doctor said this is a good sign, maybe my third brother will wake up tomorrow."

Making such a beautiful assumption, the young man's face became more joyful, and he showed this joy to everyone without hesitation.

When Chu Xiao himself heard the news, he didn't even react at all.

But Chu Yue was so happy, as if his whole body was full of hope.

Chu Xiao has always been the superior. As a leader, any action he takes will affect the nerves of the people below him. He has long been used to this kind of influence. It is normal for others to feel sad and happy because of him.

But those are all because he has such rights, so he can easily decide people's life and death, happiness and anger.

Power is like a glamorous and indispensable coat to people. Over time, it is connected with flesh and blood. Losing power as it is now is like being stripped of the flesh and blood on which to survive.

But at this embarrassing time of being naked, there are still people who are happy because of his slight movement.

Chu Yue's joy gave him the illusion of being gently embraced.

It's too... private.

The dinner was ready soon, without the restraint of etiquette in the palace, the young man ate freely and naturally, burying his head in the bowl after bowl, with a big appetite, and the corners of his upturned mouth were like an awl, beating slowly Chu Xiao's mood.

Are you really loved by yourself?

Chu Xiao kept looking at the young man's beautiful side face, but couldn't come up with a definite answer.