Mr. Mi Gongji

Gu Shenzhi froze on the spot in an instant, everything seemed to have stopped, he had no words to describe the disappointment in his heart, even though it indicated that he would be able to live a healthy life, but this good news meant nothing to him. , but not much better than the bad news.Because if he was alive, it would prove that Yang Ye was still racing against death.He fell down beside Yang Yan's couch, trying for a long time, but he didn't dare to stretch out his hand, for fear that what he touched would be a cold dead body.

"As you said just now, his life is safe and he will recover soon." Gu Shenzhi looked up at Ye Qianjiao, his eyes full of stubborn anticipation.

"It's all right, but..." Ye Qianjiao frowned, and was about to continue, but was overtaken by Gu Shenzhi: "No, but, I just want to know, is there any cure for the poison on his body?"

"Yes..." Ye Qianjiao said, but his tone was not as firm as his words, "It's just..." How wonderful it would be if there was no such a turning point after each answer.

"Just what?" Gu Shenzhi calmed down, listening to Ye Qianjiao's explanation with peace of mind.

"It's just that the method is particularly dangerous. If he is a little careless, his life is at stake, and his current body is not suitable for detoxification." Ye Qianjiao frowned and said: "I finally made a dangerous move last night to make Mr. Wei willing to take his Passing the power to Mu Chu, Ku Yun said that in that way, the detoxifier needs to have extremely strong internal strength, which can force the poisonous Gu in his body to a certain place, and then use the kung fu of golden needles to fix the acupuncture points to seal the poison forever. Let’s face it, to be honest, it’s not about detoxification, it’s just about abandoning the car to keep him handsome.”

"How many layers of possibility are there to save lives?"

"According to the current situation, there is no layer, because we haven't found the Gu mother yet, let it eat the surviving Gu in Mu Chu's body. The living Gu cannot be controlled or poisoned. The only way It is to put the Gu mother into Mu Chu's body, and suck the front part of those Gu. But this process is too painful, and very human can bear it."

Ye Qianjiao said with a long sigh: "This is why I must let Ku Yun and the patriarch go on the road together. The person who poisoned Mu Chu is said to be a traitor of the soul worship clan." If you can't find him, you won't be able to find Yang Yan's Gu mother, so I can only ask them to cultivate a Gu mother again, during this period, my task is to continue Mu Chu's life."

Gu Shenzhi finally understood that Yang Yan might not die, but he would live in pain.However, Gu Shenzhi also knew very well that Yang Yan was by no means a person who lived on mediocrity, and that day when he resolutely left the other courtyard in Qingyang, it was a kind of oath of death.He wants to use his remaining life to pave himself a road to ascend to the emperor. Now this road is about to reach its peak, but there are only two last steps left. Once he wakes up, he will take those steps by himself Take a rest, then no one will be able to keep Yang Ye in his footsteps, even if that person himself, there is no way to force him to live in pain.

Night fell again, and it was less than twelve hours since Gu Shenzhi appeared in this small courtyard last night, but this was the second unbearable twelve hours in his life.Gu Shenzhi closed his eyes and sat on the grand teacher's chair where Yang Yan was reviewing military newspapers and government affairs, resting his forehead with one hand, frowning slightly.

Ye Qianjiao left the room and is now in Abao's room. The little guy woke up a few times, but he was strong and tight, neither crying nor fussing. He looked like a manly little husband, and brought him to Yang Ye with a bandage on his arm. He glanced at "Uncle" in the room before being persuaded by Ye Qianjiao to go out. Their master and apprentice hadn't seen each other for a long time, and they missed him very much. On the contrary, Gu Shenzhi felt that he was not in good spirits. He invited the two of them out, and now he and Yang Yan are the only ones in the room, so they can finally relax and say a few personal words, but it's a pity that the other one is unconscious.

Gu Shenzhi opened his eyes. At this moment, his heart was already in a mess. He leaned on the couch and asked himself, would he be the emperor?From the moment he learned of his life experience, Gu Shenzhi only had personal enmity, not national hatred. He had never gained those so-called powers, let alone talking about losing them.His identity has always been to allow those who have wolf ambitions to satisfy their own desires for power.Weak power, even if relying on Yang Ye's army to win the power, the pain we all endured will be countless times more than it is now.

It was snowing outside the window again, a vast expanse of white, falling on the grilles of the carved window lattice, a thick layer.The room is very warm, and the mist gathers on the window paper, reflecting the figures of the people in the room, standing alone and hanging from each other.Gu Shenzhi picked up the brush, which was used by Yang Yan to review the military newspaper yesterday, but now that he has cooled down the tea and re-mixed the ink, he can still write a lot of words.It's just that every word seemed to weigh a thousand catties. He got up but couldn't let it go, and he put it down but couldn't move.Thousands of words are condensed in the chest, but the rice paper under the pen is still blank.

Gu Shenzhi let out a long sigh, his voice full of relief and calmness, the brush in his hand finally came down, but what jumped out on the paper was not a sentence or a few lines of words, but a simple meticulous drawing of a figure in plain color.A few outlines are enough to see the painter's mind clearly.

There are three people in the painting, Yang Yan, A Bao, and Gu Shenzhi himself. There is no background and no decoration. The two adults sit on one side, and the child in the middle holds the hands of the two adults, with a calm expression. With a smile on his face.Gu Shenzhi stopped writing, waiting for the ink to slowly dry in the air, but he still didn't pick up the paintbrush in his hand.

Mu Chu...you and I have been entangled so far in our lives, we must have an understanding.Gu Shenzhi untied the jade imitation from his waist, put it in his hands and rotated it left and right, and when the movement in his hands stopped, four engraved characters "Prince Xiao Shan" unexpectedly appeared on the bottom of the jade cube.

This Jade Rubik's Cube is the "promise" given by the late Emperor before Empress Shunzhen went to Yunzhou in person. The late Emperor once promised to Empress Shunzhen that if she could really invite Yang Dingbian to break the siege of Sujing, the late Emperor would Make the son in her womb the crown prince.If the queen's first child is not a boy, the second child will succeed. In short, as long as it is the biological son of Queen Shunzhen, he can be crowned prince and succeed to the throne in the future.It's a pity that Empress Shunzhen had a miscarriage in Yunzhou, and this jade Rubik's Cube disappeared from then on.However, it was widely rumored that the first emperor gave Empress Shunzhen a seal, but the delicate Empress Shunzhen sent someone to make this seal into a Rubik's cube.

Gu Shenzhi found a piece of ink pad, and pressed the seal into it with a little force. In the past twenty years, the power of all parties in the world has changed dramatically, and I don't know how effective this seal is, but if Yang Yan wants to be the emperor, does he have this seal? India, really doesn't make much sense anymore.

The candlelight was like beans, and although the person on the bed showed no sign of waking up, he was breathing steadily. Gu Shenzhi knew that Yang Yan had escaped again, his vitality was always so strong, what should be seen on his face should be It is a vibrant tomorrow, not a dead past.Gu Shenzhi knelt and sat in front of Yang Yan's bed, the weather was cold, his legs and feet appeared old problems again, were they sore and swollen, sitting in front of his bed like this, his posture still seemed a little stiff.Gu Shenzhi put his face on Yang Yan's cheek, stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around him and said, "Mu Chu, I still decided to leave. During the few years when I was not around, you lived happier than any other time now." I don't know when tears fell from Gu Shenzhi's eyes, and they fell to the close joint of their cheeks. The sleepy person on the bed still didn't respond, but when the candle light came, it seemed that he could also see faint tears in the corners of his eyes. Light.

Gu Shenzhi went on to say: "Thinking back carefully, except for the days when I played behind your back before you were six years old, every encounter after that was a disaster for you and me. I was bruised all over from those disasters, and I don't have any ability to continue walking with you." Gu Shenzhi raised his head, fixedly looked at Yang Yan's pale cheeks, and stretched out his fingers to wipe away the tears he left just now , then straightened up, smiled helplessly and said: "I'm leaving, taking good care of Chenyang is an explanation to me."

Gu Shenzhi put on the white fox fur cloak when he put it on, and retreated out of Yang Yan's room. It was even worse at this time, and everything was silent. Because of what happened last night, there were many more guards in the small courtyard for no reason. Dare to make loud noises, but watch vigilantly to see if there are still suspicious people around.Gu Shenzhi stepped on the snow and came all the way to the front yard. Because of Wei Zhuoran's secrecy, the guards in the front yard didn't know about the assassination last night. Most of them were the old guards of the Suzhou Palace, and some of them were soldiers from Yunzhou , Gu Shenzhi carried Yang Yan's token with him, so he could come and go freely.

Gu Shenzhi walked by the side door, the gatekeeper checked the token and found nothing unusual, so he let him out. Outside the door was a heavy snowfall, the streets of Suzhou City were empty, and the street lamps were under the snow. Looming in the night, Gu Shenzhi walked aimlessly, leaving a series of footprints of different shades behind him. He obviously had nowhere to go, but he had no choice but to leave.

Perhaps, this is the so-called throwing all eggs in one basket. If he was here, then Yang Yan would have a reason to give up. If he left, then maybe he would have a reason to live.Rather than being by his side and watching him give up without struggling, it is better to leave, so that he has no reason to give up at all. As long as people still care about something in this world, they will grab the straw and climb desperately to the shore.

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The east is white, and a blush slowly rises in the sky. In the other courtyard of Huguo Temple, the snow on the stone steps at the entrance of the meditation room has been cleaned, and the arches from the entrance to the small courtyard have been cleaned. On a path that is as wide as one person, a chubby bald monk is carrying a broom that is two heads taller than himself, and is trying his best to push the snow to both sides of the road.

"Shi En, is your father up yet?" A middle-aged monk in ragged clothes with half an inch growing from the top of his head poked his head out from the side of the arch, and a white-cut chicken leg appeared in his oily hand at some point.

The little monk's eyes lit up immediately, he threw the broom in his hand, jumped in front of the bad monk and said, "Amitabha, Second Master, you are going out for alms again? Didn't you tell the benefactors that we monks are vegetarians?" ?”

The poor monk circled the chicken legs in front of Shi En, suddenly frowned and said: "Oh, the poor monk forgot this sentence again, the poor monk will return the chicken legs to the benefactor."

The little monk frowned and said: "Amitabha, Second Master, it's freezing cold, and it's really tiring to run around. If Second Master breaks the precept again, why not..." The little monk suddenly stood on tiptoe and shook his head. He snatched the chicken leg and gnawed it in his mouth. While eating, he shook his head and said, "Second Master, this chicken leg is really delicious... even better than the eight-treasure duck from last time, eh."

The poor monk seemed to be no longer crazy at this time, he resisted the little monk and said: "You eat quickly, if you don't let you wait for your father to wake up, you will be punished again, last time it was for an eight-treasure Is the palm still swollen after being hit by a few feet?" Monk Zai opened Shi En's other palm, frowned and said, "Look... it's really swollen, and you still wake up early in the morning to sweep the snow for him. In my opinion, we should pour a basin of hot water on him to prevent him from slipping out of the door."

The bad monk hadn't finished speaking, and felt a chill down his spine for no reason, only to hear someone behind him say: "Senior brother, if you teach bad children like this again, I will ask the abbot to clean up the house." He wears a white monk's uniform and a monk's hat on his head. He used to lead the disciples who practiced here.He frowned, seeing that the little monk still had half of the unfinished chicken leg in his hand, the expression on his face became more and more ugly.

"Father..." The little monk yelled timidly, and suddenly reacted, stuffed the chicken leg behind his back, and said in a slavish voice: "Today the second master taught me the Buddhist scriptures..."

The monk still didn't speak, the expression on his face was still as indifferent as falling into a deep well, which made the little baby shiver for no reason, and the little monk took courage and said: "Today the second master told me the story of Living Buddha Jigong, he said... ...he said...wine and meat have passed through the intestines, and the Buddha sits in his heart, this is...the disciple of the Buddha..." At this point, he suddenly broke free from the embrace of the bad monk, took the chicken leg and walked in front of the monk, pulling He said with one sleeve: "Father... don't be angry, Shi En won't eat anymore..."

The monk sighed and said: "What is your mistake? The story your second master told is correct. Eat as much as you like, but just don't be caught by me again in the future."

As if the little monk was about to receive an amnesty, he hid happily holding a chicken leg and ate it secretly. Only this white-clothed monk and that ragged monk were left in the small courtyard.

The bad monk said: "Kong Shan, I have something to tell you."

The monk named Kongshan also said: "Brother, I just want to ask you, today is neither the first day nor the fifteenth day of the junior high school, why are there so many people praying for blessings at the mountain gate?" On the mountainside, it is natural to see the crowds flocking down the mountain as soon as you look up.

"You probably don't know yet. The Southwest King of Yunzhou passed away the day before yesterday. The news is that the capital rushed eight hundred miles early this morning. The Southwest King has been sick for nearly ten years since the battle ten years ago, but he still hasn't been able to escape this incident." Jie, I just came back from the foot of the mountain, and I happened to meet someone in the city who came to pray for him, so I learned the news. I heard that His Majesty has written the sacrificial text himself, and I will set a shadow seal after death... ..."

Between the lines of Zao Monk's words, there is nothing but regret for the Southwest King who died young.If it weren't for the fact that the King of Southwest sent troops to Suzhou ten years ago, and defeated Suguo's general Wanyan Lie, took back the city that Suguo had occupied, and signed a treaty with a strong attitude that he would never invade the south with the officials of the capital. The frontier of the country will not be so stable.But it was precisely because of the war that year that the Southwest King was plotted against. Since then, he has been ill and has no children. He has only one nephew, but he is also the prince of Wanping.King Wanping valued love and righteousness, and left his most beloved son in Yunzhou to serve the Southwest King. Now that the Southwest King died, the title of the Southwest King fell on his nephew.

Monk Zai was still talking over there, he didn't pay attention to the look on the white-clothed monk's face, when he realized the strangeness, the man had already turned around, walked into the meditation room with somewhat flimsy footsteps, pushed open the door Dodging in, extremely restraining his emotions, he finally turned his back the moment the door was closed, and sat down against the door.

Ten years later...he's still dead...

Gu Shenzhi walked to a corner of the room and opened a huge camphor wood box. Inside was an unfolded picture scroll, dressed in brocade clothes. The tenth painting he painted after that was just completed two days ago, and he was about to drag someone to Yunzhou. For the past ten years, he would send such a painting to Yang Yan every year to celebrate his birthday.But this year, before his birthday came, he had already gone.

Gu Shenzhi smiled wryly. Back then, he resolutely left Yang Yu in a moment of impulsiveness, but he never thought that he would become Yongjue.That year, he came to Sujing and worshiped in front of the tomb of Empress Shunzhen, but unexpectedly, he gave birth prematurely, and was rescued by the monks of Huguo Temple. During the period, sometimes he would help the poor people in the vicinity to see a doctor. Until that winter, there was a military report from Suzhou that the peace talks had been concluded. But that day, when Yang Yan left the capital, he watched him leave from the city tower.

The world... is still surnamed Xiao.Yang Yan will not break his promise, just like he joked when he was six years old-brother Shenzhi, I will marry you when I grow up.Although they abandoned the worldly vision, had three prostrations and nine kowtows, and wedding candles in the bridal chamber, they did not stay together for a lifetime in the end.

Wrong...it's all my fault!Gu Shenzhi closed his eyes and burst into tears, but in this world, there is no second Yang Ye.

Shi En hid in the corner and gnawed on the chicken legs. Although he couldn't figure out why his father's attitude was not as fierce as before, but since he had chicken legs to eat, he didn't have to think about other things. I dug a small hole, buried the piece of chicken bone in it, grabbed a handful of snow, rubbed it into snow water in the palm of my hand, washed away the greasy palm, and stood up from the corner happily. He was about to enter the small courtyard to find his father after patting his butt, but unfortunately, there was a person blocking his way.

That man was wearing gorgeous clothes, his hair was neatly combed, and he was wearing a sapphire hair crown. He looked very energetic. Shi En stood there and stared at him, only to feel that the more he looked at him, the more familiar he looked, but... there was a difference , but what the difference is, he himself can't tell.

His eyes were completely attracted by the person in front of him, and when he walked up to that person, he frowned and looked up and down, and finally found out the difference between this person and the one he had seen before.

The person he had seen in the painting was tall and slender, while the person in front of him was sitting in a wheelchair. Although his appearance and expression were similar, sitting in a wheelchair would inevitably make people feel a little shorter, especially Shi En is ten years old now, and when he stands upright, he is almost as tall as the man in the wheelchair.

"You like to eat chicken legs, don't you?" Yang Yan also looked at the child up and down. If A Bao looked like himself, then Shi En was a copy of Gu Shenzhi, except for the two lumps of flesh on his face compared to Gu Shenzhi. Shenzhi came in a bigger size, but in other places, it was a smaller version of Gu Shenzhi.

"Don't you like eating chicken legs?" Shi En didn't answer Yang Yan's question directly. In his opinion, that question didn't need to be answered at all. Is there anyone in this world who doesn't like eating chicken legs?It's just nonsense, such delicious chicken legs...

Yang Yan was obviously caught by this unreasonable way of playing cards, he frowned and said: "I haven't thought about this question."

"Why do you want to ask me a question that you haven't even thought about?" The little monk pouted with a look of incomprehension.

Yang Yan felt as if he had been slapped in the head, and he didn't know how to answer. This... This is really Shenzhi and I's child... The blue is better than the blue.He could only comfort himself in this way.

"I was wrong, I shouldn't ask you this question, it's alright, right?" Yang Yan changed his tone and said, "Then let me ask you, what's your name."

The little monk nodded thoughtfully, put his palms together in front of his chest, and said, "Amitabha, the benefactor is a poor monk with a dharma title. May I ask why the benefactor trespassed on this monastery?"

Yang Yan was almost amused by his sudden and mature answer, so he managed to hold back and said: "Little master, benefactor, I have a handicap, but I want to go in to see an old friend, please help me, little master."

Seeing that he spoke politely, Shi En didn't want to be teasing the little baby just now, so he nodded reluctantly, helped Yang Yan from the wheelchair slowly, and stood up straight.

At this time, the sun has appeared in the east, and the sun jumped out of the clouds, dyeing the Buddhist temple with a layer of faint golden light.Standing in the morning light, Yang Yan held Shi En's hand and said softly to the meditation room in front of him: "Shenzhi... I can finally stand up and come to pick you up."

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Extra (1)

"Master, I don't like studying medicine." The young man picked up a silver needle and poked randomly on the acupuncture point map in front of him, and a few more holes appeared on the already broken picture.

The man in blue sat in a corner of the room, silent, as if he didn't see everything in front of him, his eyes stayed on the yellowed scroll in front of him, and after a while he said: "Master, I know that you don't like medical skills, so you don't like medicine." I didn't force you to learn, but if your brother-in-law's illness isn't treated well, I'm afraid you won't be able to stand up again in this lifetime."

"With Master here, any difficult and miscellaneous diseases can be cured well, what else do we need?" The acupuncture point map has been covered with horrible holes, and the silver needles are hanging on it, which is very strange, Chen Yang can't care about the general It pulled it out, walked up to Ye Qianjiao and said: "Master, don't leave. Yunzhou is like spring all year round, and the weather is good. Isn't it good to live here? Do you have to leave?"

Ye Qianjiao closed the scroll and looked up at Chen Yang. Now he is thirteen or fourteen years old, and he is just a handsome young man. He looks like Yang Yan, which can be said to be carved out of the same mill, and that is why, Since Chenyang came to Yunzhou ten years ago, he has never returned to Qingyang. Back then, Daishan's plan to seize the heir apparent had deceived many people. He didn't want him to reveal his secrets once he returned.Ye Qianjiao stood up, walked in front of the acupuncture point map, twisted the silver needle with both fingers and said, "If the needle you just stabbed on your uncle, his legs may be paralyzed by now. , incontinence, if you don’t want to be beaten by your two martial arts masters, you’d better pay attention in the future.”

He put away the silver needle, pulled out a silk handkerchief from his sleeve and wiped it carefully. For his tools, Ye Qianjiao has a strong heart of love. Although he can't see Chen Yang's approach, he can only be silent for him. After tidying up, he put the silver needle into the box and said, "I'm leaving early tomorrow morning. If you haven't mastered the method of healing your uncle before sunset, I won't stay any longer. I spent ten It took me a year to teach you this set of acupuncture techniques, even if you are an idiot, you should know it."

"I'm just an idiot, master, why don't you go?" Chen Yang grabbed Ye Qianjiao's sleeve, knelt down in front of him and acted like a baby. This kind of trick always worked in the past, and I hope it will work just as well today. OK.Chen Yang pouted, opened his eyes wide and looked at Ye Qianjiao pitifully.

Ye Qianjiao did not look down at him, but stretched out his hand to brush away Chen Yang's grip, and said coldly: "Chen Yang, a man has gold under his knees, kneel up to the emperor, kneel down to his parents, how can you kneel down at will?" ?”

"I will be a teacher for a day and a father for the rest of my life. You are my father. Why can't I kneel at will." Chen Yang raised his head with a stubborn face.

The wind in the dark night blows through the alley, there are several plum blossoms in bud behind the house, Ye Qianjiao stands with his hands behind his back, his figure is faintly in the fragrance of the bright moon.Ten years passed by in a flash, and it was almost too late for him to think about how to go in the future.The pair of deep and dark eyes in the daytime came to his mind again, and sometimes he couldn't help stretching out his hand to caress every strand of expression on that face, if he could not restrain himself, if he hadn't There is still a trace of etiquette, righteousness and shame in my heart, even if I live like this in this life, it is not a bad thing.

There were a few relieved laughs in the tranquility, breaking the silence of the night, but in the end it stopped with a sigh.Then came the sound of wheels running over the ground, creaking.

"It's late at night, why hasn't Brother Qianjiao gone to bed?" Yang Yancong drove the wheelchair and came in from the arch. His face was a little pale. The long-term treatment made him look haggard, but the pain on his body was still secondary. , the most important thing is the pain of lovesickness.He picked up the crutches on the side of the wheelchair, supported his body and stood up. The wheelchair is still a wheelchair from more than ten years ago, and the crutches are also crutches from more than ten years ago. The wheelchair is very old, and many places on it have traces of repairs, but Still very strong.Yang Yan stood up on crutches, his stature was taller than Ye Qianjiao's, and his straight back looked even more lonely under the moonlight.

"Can you and I be confidantes now?" Ye Qianjiao concentrated his attention, turned his head to look at Yang Yu behind him, time flies, he tried many ways, and wanted the strand of white hair on Yang Yu's temple to turn black , but still without success, he caressed Yang Yan a lot, and his eyes fell on his steady legs, "I received a letter from Ku Yun's Feige, the patriarch is seriously ill, this time I have to pass anyway Yes, and I will not return to Yunzhou again."

Yang Yan didn't answer, he just nodded silently, turned around and took two steps, although he staggered, he didn't fall down, then he stopped suddenly, raised his head, looked at the bright moon in the sky and said: "I want to keep you for Chenyang's sake."

Ye Qianjiao was stunned on the spot, and immediately said with a smile: "Mu Chu, don't joke, you and I have already passed the age of joking, don't let the little baby see the joke."

The next day, Yunzhou, which hadn't snowed for more than ten years, suddenly snowed heavily. A carriage was speeding on the pipeline out of the city. After driving for more than ten miles, the mountain roads on both sides became more and more rugged. On the post, the young man was wearing a bamboo hat and cloak, standing solemnly in the heavy snow. Judging from the snow on his body, it seemed that he had been standing in the snow for several hours.The groom of the carriage slowed down his whip, turned around and said to the people in the carriage, "Master Ye, it's the young prince standing in the snow."

There was no sound in the carriage, as if there was no one in it, the coachman still didn't stop the carriage in the end, drove the wheels all over the snow, and finally disappeared into the whiteness.

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89. The Extra Story (2)...

In the late spring and March, the flowers are blooming like brocades, singing and dancing in the Valley of the Pharmacists, a ray of beautiful sunlight passes through the cracked window paper, and enters the hut in the haze. Sliding down all the way, he held his face with both hands, like jewels, and couldn't put it down.

He traced the red and swollen lips of the person under him with his fingers, and said with a bit of resentment: "Others say that people with thin lips are unlucky. In order to prevent you from leaving in such an unlucky manner in the future, from today onwards, I will You have to gnaw your lips until they are red and swollen." As soon as he finished speaking, he lowered his head again, pried open his teeth with the tip of his tongue, and kissed deeply with selflessness.His fingers slid across the white jade-like skin of the person below him, causing waves of trembling, painting the color of lust on his body.

Gu Shenzhi responded pantingly, there was no complaint, no discomfort, only the inexhaustible tenderness he gave.

"Mu Chu...do you hate me?" He found a break between kisses and raised his eyebrows to ask.

"As much as I love you, I hate you so much!" Yang Yan smiled evilly, and moved his fingers nimbly between Gu Shenzhi's buttocks. Then dumbfounded, she leaned into his ear and said, "As deep as I hate you, I will penetrate as deep as possible."

Panting, Gu Shenzhi bent his legs and hooked Yang Yan's waist, almost fascinated himself in the crazy rhythm.It took a long time to feel that my consciousness seemed to be blurred, and then I grabbed Yang Yan's messy skirt and said, "I... I didn't do it on purpose... I'm afraid that I don't have the courage... and I'm even more afraid that you don't have the courage... to face me... ..."

Tears hung on his blushing face, he hugged Yang Yan's shoulders, let him enter the deepest part of himself, and murmured: "Well... well... let you hate... hate..." Never The self who had indulged in this way finally reached a climax under Yang Yan's warm invitation.

After the work was over, Gu Shenzhi got up and boiled a bucket of water, and helped Yang Yan to take a bath. Yang Yan's legs and feet were not very flexible, but he could barely walk a few steps stiffly, but he had a confident smile on his face, and he was in control. Gu Shenzhi's palm turned to look at him and said, "Shenzhi, I still feel that I am the happiest person in the world. Although these ten years have been difficult, I have learned a truth."

Gu Shenzhi helped him into the tub, rubbed his back with a sweat towel, his long hair hung down into the tub, entangled with Yang Yan's strands of white hair, indistinguishable from each other.

"Tell me, what principles do you understand, maybe you don't know as much as En'er." Gu Shenzhi teased.

"Heh...you always treat me like a child," Yang Yan turned his head, grabbed Gu Shenzhi's hand and said, "You left. At that time, I wanted to die, but I didn't die in the end. I know you don't want me to die. , if I die, you will definitely not live either. How can I be willing to let you take our children to die together."

Gu Shenzhi withdrew his hand from his hand, picked up the sweat towel and wiped his back again: "You know again? Why didn't you say that I left you because I disliked you and knew that you were going to die, so I didn't want to be troubled by you , I don't want to stir up the mess you want to leave, let alone..."

"I don't even want your identity to be announced to the public, to save the last bit of face for my father, to fulfill the reputation of my Yang family's loyal family, to live in the southwest for a long time, and not to be a traitor and traitor that future generations despise, right? "Yang Yan continued with some emotion, lowering his eyes and saying: "That year I went back to Beijing, met Xiao Li, and after discussing with him, I agreed to live in Yunzhou and not enter the Central Plains, but there are a few conditions. : Move your mother’s coffin into the imperial mausoleum, and respect Empress Dowager Zhen; second, write your name into the Suye Dynasty’s Xiao family tree; third: let Xiao Li accept Chen Yang as his adopted son.”

"Did you tell that person all the past?" Gu Shenzhi curled his lips, with a calm smile on his face, lowered his head and said slowly: "Mu Chu, you are not filial, do you understand?"

"There are three ways to be unfilial, and having no offspring is the greatest. I have left two smart and lovely grandsons to my father, and my father will definitely not blame me." Yang Yan said, holding Gu Shenzhi's hand and kissing on the back of it , clapped again and said: "I heard from the host of the Huguo Temple that Shi En's health has not been good?"

"Well, his health is not good, and it must have something to do with the Gu poison back then. You know that I escaped death back then. Fortunately, someone found the poisoner and brought the Gu mother back. Otherwise, no matter how old I am, I'm afraid I won't be able to survive that test." Yang Yan began to recall the pain at that time.

It was also a coincidence, after Gu Shenzhi left, his colleague Yan Mo, who was in the Suzhou military camp with Gu Shenzhi that day, unexpectedly returned to Suzhou, and brought back Ku Ye and the poisonous Gu mother.Yang Ye, who was originally hopeless, saw the hope of life again. Under the painstaking research of Ye Qianjiao and Ku Yun, he finally implanted the Gu mother into Yang Ye's body. Unfortunately, the process was extremely painful, and Yang Ye was in pain several times. Passed out, with little desire to live.Everyone had no choice but to force the Gu poison to Yang Yan's legs, then seal the acupuncture points below his waist, and implant the Gu mother. The first and fifteenth day of every month is the day for Yang Yan to get rid of the poison. It was ten years in a flash, and it was not until a year ago that Ye Qianjiao announced that the poison in Yang Yan's body had been completely eliminated, but because of the long-term bed rest and the damage to his legs, he could no longer walk, and he had to return to his previous state. I'm afraid it will take some time, but it's a pity that Yang Yan always dreamed of being able to stand in front of Gu Shenzhi, so after training day and night, he finally managed to stand up one day.

Time flies, and ten years pass by with a single finger. Although Yang Yan knew where Gu Shenzhi lived, he never went to him. He calmed down and recalled the past between the two of them. He was sitting in a wheelchair. It seems that he can better understand Gu Shenzhi's state of mind back then.

"Mu Chu, why did you announce your death?" Gu Shenzhi helped Yang Yan dry his body, and with his fair and slender fingers, he lifted Yang Yan's calf full of pinholes, put them on his body, massaged and kneaded .

"Nowadays the world is at peace, and my existence can be regarded as a moderate threat to Suye. Back then, Xiao Li agreed to my requests only because I was in control of the military. At that time, he had just ascended to the Great Treasure, and there were powerful ministers inside and me outside." The vassal lords have strong troops, so they can only blindly submit to softness. Looking at the situation now, Su Ye has improved a bit. Yunzhou is the head of all vassal kings. As long as I die, the others will definitely not dare to do anything wrong." Yang Jie stretched out his hand Pressing the back of Gu Shenzhi's hand, he kneaded the back of his hand with his thumb and said: "Now I just want to live in seclusion with you in this Valley of Medicine Masters, show Senior Su these huts, try your handicrafts, and go out to bask in the sun if I have nothing to do." Sun, when your legs are walking like flying, go to the jade fan boy and ask for a birth potion, the two of us will have another daughter