Emperor's Trophy

"Yellow beam end, the secret medicine in the palace, without pain, it is said that taking it will make people immerse themselves in the most longed-for dream in this life, and then fall asleep without waking up."

Ji Huaisu stared at the plain medicine bottle, his pupils constricted suddenly.

"Your Majesty, make up your mind. If you drag it on, the army may change."

Ji Huaisu was silent for a long time before slowly saying: "Is there really no pain?"

"Everyone who has taken the end of Huangliang, finally walked away with a satisfied smile on his face."

Ji Huaisu was silent again, only he knew that his hands were trembling slightly in the wide sleeves.

Maybe it was a cup of tea, or just for a moment, he heard his voice ringing in his ears, so strange and cold, as if he was not the one who gave the order: "Give me the medicine."

A gloomy, dark cell.

Ji Huaisu walked slowly, not knowing why she forced herself to come here.

He has become a great treasure, and the whole world is waiting for him.

Those who are inappropriate, make him weak, and threaten him, he should be like a real emperor, and put those things behind him, this is the only way for an emperor.

The jailer shuddered slightly and opened the lock, as if he knew what a scene he had participated in.

Ji Huaisu stepped into the dungeon.

Yun Zhen sat curled up and kneeling in the corner of the cell, with his hair covered, his body was very messy, the coarse prison clothes were ragged and torn, and a large area of ​​skin was exposed. The skin that had been pampered was originally crystal clear and fair, but now it was full of bruises, slender ankles and calves There were meandering streams of blood running from the depths of the legs.

Ji Huaisu was a little shocked. He stretched out his hand to touch it, but then retracted it. He could only squat down, with a complicated look on his face, and softly called him by his nickname: "Auspicious child?"

Yun Zhen lowered his head, his eyes were dazed, but he was not in a coma. He just drooped his eyelashes and remained motionless. From the side of his face, he could see that the corners of his mouth were cracked, red and swollen. His expression was obviously not sober, but he was smiling strangely.

Ji Huaisu's fingers trembled slightly, at this moment he was actually thinking: Is he dreaming a sweet dream?What did he dream about?

But Yun Zhen suddenly raised his eyes to look at him, that look seemed to be the same as when he was a boy in the past, he remembered that high-spirited playboy boy.

Those days of accompanying each other when they were young suddenly came roaring back, vividly in his mind, his lips trembled, and he called out in a low voice: "Yunzhen?"

With a smile on the corner of Yunzhen's lips, he glanced at him, his face and eyelashes were covered with dirt, but he didn't seem to notice, he just spoke in a low voice, his voice was terribly hoarse: "Ji Huaisu."

Ji Huaisu began to tremble, but still forced himself to remain calm. Regardless of Yunzhen's dirty body, he stepped forward to support him. Between them, Yunzhen, who was younger, always took the initiative to lean on him. He never took the initiative to hug him. over him.

He was going to die, the young man in front of him who had witnessed himself step by step from an unknown and unfavored vassal prince to a world-famous prince, he was going to die, on the eve of his becoming a great treasure.

Ji Huaisu suddenly wanted to know what he was dreaming of, as if possessed by a demon, that could make him wear such a beautiful smile.

Was it a dream to be with him?

As I said before, one is the lord of England and the other is a famous minister-we will be a pair of monarchs and ministers who will last forever.

Ji Huaisu suddenly wanted to know what he saw no matter what: "Ji Xianger... what did you dream about?"

Yun Zhen suddenly chuckled again: "Huang Liang is a fake after all."

Ji Huaisu was taken aback, she never expected to hear such a sentence suddenly.

Yun Zhen smiled happily: "This secret medicine passed down from generation to generation by the Ji family just makes the muscles on the face stiff and looks like a smile. In fact, it is very painful to take it. The five internal organs seem to be burned by fire, but the whole body is moving. No, it’s like sitting in the red lotus fire in hell, waiting to be burned to ashes.”

He looked at Ji Huaisu, his eyes were calm but mocking, as if he had succeeded in teasing Ji Huaisu before.

Ji Huaisu lowered his head, his whole body trembling like a fallen leaf in the autumn wind: "I'll let the imperial doctor come and show you, okay?"

Yun Zhen's eyes are becoming increasingly loose. He is trying hard to speak, smiling all the time, but in fact he has no strength. To Ji Huaisu's ears, it is already a whisper like a whisper: "But I am indeed having a sweet dream..."

"I dreamed that I was reborn, and this time, I will no longer choose you."

"What a dream."

He sighed lowly, his eyes wide open as if he was really immersed in a dream, with a weird smile on his lips, just like that, he was out of breath, covered in dirt all over his body.

Ji Huaisu hugged him, trembling all over.

He knew that, so far in his life, he would not be able to sleep peacefully.