Your Majesty, come back

Chu Yue has been a person with few dreams since he was a child.

He seldom dreams, and the only dreams worth recalling are the few erotic dreams related to the emperor's brother when he was a teenager.

People say that he thinks about it every day and dreams at night, probably because his useless mind is always thinking about that person day and night, so even his dreams are monotonous and almost poor, he only dreams about him, he only loves him.

Things seem to have gotten weirder from that day on.

He was ordered to go to Xuanwumen to meet the national teacher. He waited respectfully outside the city with a pious attitude. The emperor's brother is in trouble with his soul.

The sound of ritual and music came from far to near, and he got off his horse quickly. Not far away, 72 boys in blue clothes cleared the way, and four strong men with bare upper body, red hair and bronze ghost faces carried the sedan chair. Chu Yue walked up to the sedan chair, respectfully bowed.

"Yue Wang Chuyue, respectfully invite the national teacher to come to court."

The national teacher had a good relationship with Marquis Chu back then, and he was considered to be over seventy years old. His face was thin, he was wearing a simple black robe, and his expression was leisurely. The wide black robe fluttered in the strong wind. The way he looked at Chu Yue He was also quite gentle, looked up and down a little, and said: "I heard that Yue Wang is handsome and handsome, and he looks like his father's generation. I saw it today, and he really lives up to his reputation."

Chu Yue said: "The national teacher is wrong."

The national teacher got off the sedan chair and entered the palace with Chu Yue to face the saint. Halfway through the journey, the old man standing beside Chu Yue suddenly let out a soft sigh. Chu Yue couldn't remember exactly what he said. To put it mildly, after turning a few corners, it is like an almond wrapped in several layers of honey, and you have to digest the outer layers to get a glimpse of the truth.

The national teacher's main idea was that his body was dyed black with purple qi, and he seemed to have killed too much, breaking a taboo—how could there be not many, not many are strange things, Chu Yue said yes to the national teacher's words repeatedly on the surface, and acted humbly. He wanted to change his attitude, but he didn't care about what he said in his heart.

Which princes and nobles can't bear the blood debt?Just look at this battle against the southern barbarians, where the bones were exposed, the flames of war continued, and 10 lives were wiped out between talking and laughing.

He doesn't love slaughter, and he has never been keen on building meritorious deeds, but no matter what, Chu Xiao likes it. He likes to conquer the world. The characteristic of a man who is keen on conquering has been fully verified in his emperor brother.

Wherever Chu Xiao pointed his sword, he was willing to be the sharp sword that cut through the wind and waves for him.

He never doubted his determination.

But that very night, after he had gone to bed on time, he had a dream that could not be appealed to anyone.

The scene in the dream is a quiet long street with bluestone slabs. It was probably early in the morning, when the fog was particularly heavy, and the moss on the edge of the street was so green that water fell on it. The sound of hoofbeats, Chu Yue was reining in the reins with one hand, the horse under his crotch was strong and vigorous, its whole body was snow-white, without a trace of stray hair, only a clump of black hair grew on each of the four hooves, when it ran, it looked like a horse riding on flying clouds, It is the famous horse "Xianjing" bestowed on him by the emperor's brother.

He was galloping on the streets, the sound of horses treading like drums and thunder, passing shops whose names could not be clearly seen, and every household closed their doors and windows, as if he was the only one galloping in the whole world, but he was not aimless. Gradually drawing closer, the fog dissipated, and he saw clearly that someone in front of him was fleeing in a panic with something in his arms, probably because of an injury, that person's back was desolate and haggard, and his steps were faltering, like a frightened bird with broken wings and legs. Flee desperately on this deserted street.

And with a kick of his legs, he stopped his hooves knowingly, raised his neck, and let out a long hiss.

He sat quietly on the horseback, his temples were wet with dew, his breathing was steady at this moment, his whole heart seemed to be sealed by ancient lava, as cold as pig iron, against the wind in the morning light, not far away was the fleeing The man distanced himself from him again, but he was not in a hurry at all. At this moment, his sharp eyes had already locked on the prey. The most important quality of a hunter who has experienced many battles is calmness.

At the moment when he picked up the bow and set the arrow, there was a flash of light, and the man looked back, and most of his face was printed in his eyes.

It was a face that he had admired for many years. It was handsome, cold and arrogant, with phoenix eyes and thin lips. He didn't even need to open his eyes to imitate the clean look in that person's eyes.

That was his imperial brother, but it didn't look like him, because in his memory, Chu Xiao had never shown such a painful and helpless expression.

He was barely holding a young child in his arms, four or five years old, with a tender and cute face, it was the prince Chu Yu.

What is he doing, what is he doing, is he chasing and killing them?

Chu Yue felt his soul was forcibly split into two sides, one side was ruthless without any emotion, while the other side was like a prisoner begging on the ground, and in this absurd and real dream where ice and fire mixed together, he was like a prisoner locked in a cage. The puppet, watching himself clearly continued to draw the bow, the golden bow was just like a full moon, and the early morning mist quietly fell on the full moon.

But when the water is full, it will overflow, and when the moon is full, it will be short. How can there be a perfect full moon in the world?

The bow string was slowly pulled to the tightest by himself, and Chu Yue ordered himself to put down the bow and arrow like crazy. He was screaming, struggling, and exhausted all his strength to reach the hands that drew the bow. Leaving the string, breaking through the early morning mist, the falcon, which seemed unable to return to its nest, rushed out in the air, hungry and thirsty but extremely precise, rushing towards the prey ahead.

"Here—"

The sound of the arrow piercing into the flesh pierced his ears accurately.

With the sound of the silk being torn, the arrow went straight into Chu Xiao's back, and pierced out from the child's back, killing two birds with one stone, and no one could escape.

Chu Yue woke up from his dream almost convulsively, his forehead hair was soaked in cold sweat, sticking strands to his forehead, and the silk shirt on his body was already soaked, he stared blankly at his trembling hands, his throat was dry Extremely, as if there is a fire burning in the body.

This dream, this nightmare, has been haunting him for more than ten days.

He killed the two people he loved the most in his dream.

The scene in the dream made him feel very familiar. Indeed, when he was in Nanman, he led the army to hunt down the king of Nanman. He could have captured him alive, but he chose to shoot him on the spot.

Because he hated everything about Nanman, if it wasn't for this place, Brother Huang wouldn't be unconscious again, and the violent and panic emotions tortured him all the time, so he drew his bow and arrow, and the arrow killed him.

He didn't see that the Nanman king was holding a girl with a broken arm in his arms.

Later, when he drove away on his horse, he looked back at the two corpses. The Nanman king had been hugging the girl tightly when he was dying, his eyes were wide open, probably from tears, the red eyes looked very terrifying, and the The girl also hugged the man tightly, and the empty sleeve was flying violently in the wind. He guessed the identity of the girl with the broken arm, and was a little surprised. Never give up.

Several soldiers who cleaned up the corpses came to report, saying that there was no way to separate the two.

He emptily reined in his horse and said: "Then transport them back together, if Nanman refuses to accept it, hang it on the city gate to show the public."

He didn't know what the meaning of this dream was, was it warning him about the blood debt he had committed?Or does it indicate that your future will become as insensitive as in a dream?

Chu Yue stared at his hands, and buried his head deeply in them.