Your Majesty, come back

Chu Xiao was holding a large stack of ciphertext written in teeny lowercase script. According to his order, the spies recorded everything the young man saw and heard in a day's work. The booklet filled three sheets of paper, because The writing was detailed, and Chu Xiao didn't want to use other people's mouth to read about Chu Yue's situation, so he had to ask Awu to light a few more candles, follow the bright light, and slide his fingers slowly between the lines to express this thick The unprecedented ciphertext has been digested.

The emperor threw away the paper in his hand. His eyes were no longer as good as when he was young. After reading too many small characters, his eyes became swollen and painful. Chu Xiao asked while propping his forehead with one hand.

"So, he hasn't seen deliberate women...and men these days?"

The spy replied: "No, it's just that King Yue often visits the National Teacher's office these days, and went to the Great Buddha Temple outside the city several times, and met the abbot there. The so-called subordinates are investigating."

You don't need to check to know that Chu Yue is going everywhere to ask him about the matter of leaving the soul. It's just that his fault involves a lot of things, and he must never let outsiders know the inside story. I'm afraid it is because of this that Chu Yue is so cautious. visit each other.

After all, he was still thinking about himself.

Chu Xiao smiled, feeling that the depression in his heart had dissipated a lot. After dismissing the secret agent, he put on a light black robe and said to the general manager, "Let's go, I'm going to visit the Yue Palace."

About the matter between the emperor and King Yue, Awu understood in his heart more or less that he didn't have to do anything else in his role, but it was necessary to keep his mouth tight. In his opinion, the emperor was mostly unhurried towards King Yue. He didn't see how much His Majesty missed King Yue, but he thought about His Majesty's attitude these days, and he was afraid that in this relationship, His Majesty would be more devoted than he thought.

The emperor went out in the middle of the night, so he couldn't make a fuss about it. Awu drove a light carriage, passed through the Suzaku Gate unimpeded, drove into the night, walked eastward along the imperial street, and headed towards the palace of King Yue.

The carriage stopped at a hidden place outside the back door of Prince Yue's Mansion. Chu Xiao's original intention was to spy at night, and he wanted to make a surprise attack. He insisted on catching Chu Yue by surprise. He asked Awu to wait in the car, and with a flash of his own figure, he relayed the jump , then lightly flew over the towering gate wall of Yuewang Mansion.

Except for the old Lord Chu who had passed away, no one knew that Chu Xiao had a very good lightness kung fu.

Under the moonlit night, the roof ridges of King Yue’s mansion retreated as if flying under his feet, and his sleeves rattled in the headwind. Chu Xiao’s feet landed on a big tree outside Chu Yue’s bedroom. He jumped up and looked at it. Looking at the house not far away that had already turned off the lights, he suddenly laughed.

At this age, he actually did a night spy...

What are you talking about at night? If the other party is a woman, you can still use the word "fragrant boudoir".

It's a pity that he was looking for his younger brother with an elm head.

Chu Xiao was amused by his own thoughts, he held onto the branch, and felt that he was just like the stunned head of love, who didn't sleep in the middle of the night and came here unexpectedly.

Although he came here on impulse, he had already thought up a pretense. Chu Yue was born in spring, and his birthday is just a few days away. If he couldn't step down for a while, he could use this as an excuse.

After all, once in a while, it will not damage the demeanor of the monarch.

Chu Xiao avoided the guards, he gently pushed open the door, turned around, and slipped easily into the room.

But what rushed into the nostrils in an instant was a fragrance so strong that it made the stomach twitch.

Chu Xiao suddenly felt that something was wrong. Through the moonlight shining through the half-closed windows, he saw at least six incense burners burning at the same time. The thick smoke almost made it impossible to breathe in the whole room—that's why only a few were left. Half-closed windows.

He knew that this fragrance was used for calming and sleeping, but it was slightly different from the usual ones used in the palace. It was probably because the Imperial Hospital added other sleep-aiding drugs.

He extinguished several stoves, and walked slowly to the bed. On the big bed, the young man was wearing a black silk coat, revealing his strong chest covered in cold sweat. His usually long, neatly tied hair hung down behind him, but he slept soundly. Unsteady, as if troubled by a nightmare, Chu Yue's chest rose and fell rapidly, his brows were furrowed, and his nose was breathing indiscriminately. The brocade quilt had been kicked aside long ago, leaving only one corner barely enough to cover his abdomen.

Chu Xiao didn't dare to wake up the other party hastily, because he remembered that many years ago, the mother who took care of him told him that if a person had a nightmare, he must not wake him up, the other party would be frightened, Chu Xiao sideways Sitting on the edge of the bed, he wanted to wait for the young man to calm down, but this nightmare was unexpectedly long. After a stick of incense passed, the young man still did not break free from the pain, but used his palms to tighten the quilt as if he was getting more and more uncomfortable.

Chu Xiao couldn't bear it. He lowered his head and pushed the young man's wet hair back. He touched Chu Yue's forehead, and the body temperature of the other party was actually transmitted to him. Transferring all the pain of the other party to himself, he was emotionally moved for a moment, and kissed the young man's forehead heavily.

This kiss was free of desire, full of tenderness and tenderness that can only be found between relatives. He turned his face to rub Chu Yue's cheek, and he found that with his movements, the young man's tight forehead would relax.

He is several years older than Chu Yue, whether as a partner or as a brother, he should be more tolerant.

You must not get angry because of the youth's abnormality.

Just as he was thinking, the person who had been leaning against his face suddenly opened his eyes. Chu Yue's gaze seemed to stop on Chu Xiao's face, but he didn't seem to. Startled, he was about to touch the young man's face, but before he could raise his hand, Chu Yue took out a one-foot-long dagger from under the pillow, and shouted, "Who!"

The handle of the dagger was in the form of dragon scales, and the blade was as bright as a crescent moon, and even pierced a gleam of fire when it passed through the darkness.

Chu Xiao subconsciously dodged backwards, narrowly dodging a blow, and then he remembered that many years ago, Chu Yue met an enemy assassin at night when he was marching. Since then, he has developed the habit of putting a dagger under his pillow. Every time people sleep together in the palace, Chu Xiao naturally forgets about it.

He hastily called Chu Yue loudly, but the young man seemed to be in a magic barrier, his brows were full of coldness, and in the dark, the two of them fought each other, and Chu Yue lost control of his strength. Although Chu Xiao had experienced many battles, He couldn't bear to hurt the opponent with his hand, so he took a solid blow. His whole body was blown backwards by the palm wind, and his back accidentally bumped into the half-human-high blue and white giant placed next to the screen. On the vase, he could hear the ear-piercing sound of it collapsing, and the fine and sharp pieces mercilessly pierced into Chu Xiao's back.

On the other side, the dagger in Chu Yue's hand fell to the ground with a bang, and he completely woke up from that ridiculous dream.

"Brother..."

His pupils contracted, as if he had seen something unbelievable, his face was stiff, and he seemed to have stopped breathing.

Chu Xiao endured the pain, got up from the debris, and pretended not to care: "It's okay, I didn't say hello to you when I came - it's a good thing to be vigilant, I don't blame you, you - you cry what."

Chu Yue was crying. The man in his twenties stared blankly at Chu Xiao and cried. That made Chu Xiao's heart entangled. Chu Xiao had nothing to do with this younger brother. He was the one who got hurt. However, it was the younger brother who cried like this. Chu Yue looked at him without blinking, his voice was hoarse, and it seemed that his brain was blank, and the string in his brain was completely torn.

Chu Xiao hugged him with the same tone as coaxing a child. He seldom coaxed people, and indeed he couldn't coax others. He couldn't learn a gentle tone, so he just pressed Chu Yue's head heavily on his shoulder.

"Stop crying, how old are you, if you cry again, I will laugh at you."

Something was wrong with Chu Yue, it was too wrong, this was no longer at the level of the two being quarrelsome, Chu Xiao stroked Chu Yue's hair once and for all, the young man leaned on his shoulder, trembling almost convulsively, his hand grabbed Chu Yue Xiao Xiao's cuffs, after a long time, Chu Yue spoke.

He said, Brother Huang, I have been having a nightmare recently.

Chu Xiao was anxious in his heart, but he didn't show it on the surface. He grunted and said with a muffled smile, "My dear brother, what's the point of having nightmares? Third Brother is protecting you."

Chu Yue raised his eyes, those amber eyes were more beautiful because of tears, he looked at Chu Xiao greedily, then closed his eyes, and finally made a decision.

"I... dreamed that I killed the emperor's brother."

Chu Xiao stopped stroking his hair, as if he had been cast with a holding spell, completely stagnating.

In the silent night, the young man finally compromised, he chose to confess, and he obviously knew better than anyone else what a king could not tolerate.

"In the dream, Brother Huang was holding Ying'er and was running all the time, on a street with no end in sight, and I was chasing you on horseback. I... I drew out my bow, which is the one I usually use for hunting. , and then I aimed at you——I clearly saw that it was you, but I didn't stop, I... I killed you, and pierced my heart with an arrow."

Chu Yue stopped trembling, and told him all the nightmares that he had repeated every day for more than half a month.

Although it was just a dream, this dream was too real, too strange, and lingered like a persistent disease.

In the dream he killed the king.

Outside the window, it was drizzling, and it was raining lightly.

The room was so terribly quiet that Chu Yue didn't even dare to raise his head to look at Chu Xiao. He loved Chu Xiao far more than himself. Even if he hurt the other person's hair, it would make him feel bad for a long time. Even if Chu Xiao wanted him to kill himself, He will also act decisively and never regret it.

So he confessed.

No one could hurt his third brother, not even himself.