After the cub, the regent was enthroned for me

"Is this the fetal movement?" Jiang Qinglan supported his waist, put her ears close to her, and asked him suddenly, "Could it be that your stomach is growling from hunger?"

??Chu Yiming was still immersed in the joy of feeling the existence of the child for the first time, and suddenly reflected what Jiang Qinglan said. Where could he sit still? You can come up with any excuses when you go out."

?? "This king just hasn't experienced being a father." Jiang Qinglan touched his shoulder.

??Chu Yiming just said coldly, "Huh!"

??? Bar."

"Really?" Chu Yiming immediately jumped up from the couch, so lively that Jiang Qinglan was startled, and quickly helped him to sit up.

??Jiang Qinglan caressed his unobtrusive but tense pregnant belly with one hand, scolded but was reluctant to scold, so she had to put on some majestic gestures and preached: "You are almost five months old The body is already human, why is it still jumping up and down like a rabbit, this is when the scar is healed and I don’t remember when it hurt three months ago?"

"It's only been four months." Chu Yiming corrected.

??Jiang Qinglan raised her eyebrows and said, "In two days, one month will have fifteen days, and it will be May."

??Chu Yiming raised his brows, and thought to himself, why doesn't this person say rounding up, he can give birth tomorrow!

"Chacha," Jiang Qinglan pushed his shoulder, seeing that he was lost in his thoughts, she suddenly hugged him into her arms, and coaxed, "April is April, you decide."

"Qing Lan." Chu Yiming called softly.

??Jiang Qinglan should be gentle: "I am here."

"Qinglan, will you always be so kind to me?" Chu Yiming put his head on Jiang Qinglan's shoulder, and said softly, "Just spoil me like this all the time, no matter what the outside world is right or wrong, we all know each other Stay together, no doubt about love and affection.”

"There is no doubt, this is what it should be," Jiang Qinglan smoothed his hair, nodded, and said, "There is probably only one you in this world, believe me and love me, sincerely, I am not used to you , who else can get used to it?"

?? "This in the stomach?" Chu Yiming smiled and pointed to the stomach.

??Jiang Qinglan grabbed his hand, kissed it warmly, and said in a strict father's tone: "I don't have a good father, and I don't know how to be a good father, but I will give to my children. As for being used to it, then No, he has to overcome obstacles like this king..."

?? "He moved again." Chu Yiming interrupted suddenly.

??Jiang Qinglan was taken aback, pressed his palm gently, felt it for a while, and said: "You always protect him like this, you can't even say it, I'm afraid it's because I feel this movement a few times, and my heart will soften, no matter how I discipline him ah."

?? "Isn't it good to be soft-hearted towards your own child?" Chu Yiming puffed out his stomach, making this strict father feel more clearly.

?? Jiang Qinglan suddenly smiled, raised his hand to scratch his nose, and whispered reproachfully: "This king wants to train a prince, but you want me to be a loving father."

?? The two talked and laughed.

?? Someone outside the house suddenly sent a message.

??Jiang Qinglan helped Chu Yiming sit back on the couch, and walked out alone, but it took a cup of tea to break back.

??Chu Yiming saw his brows frowning slightly, and immediately asked concerned: "It's almost Haishi, why bother Your Highness?"

?? "Jiang Lanruo has returned to Beijing and is at the city gate." Jiang Qinglan said lightly about the situation of the emperor of a country.

?? It was only then that Chu Yiming remembered that Jiang Lanruo had only been trapped in the Lishan Palace for the past three months and had not really abdicated. Jiang Qinglan seldom mentioned in front of him how far the usurping of the throne had progressed.

??Chu Yiming responded softly: "Oh"

?? Don't worry too much about it. Jiang Qinglan's road to becoming emperor is the best for Jiang Qinglan without his intervention and unnecessary words.

"Chacha, this king is going out of the mansion," Jiang Qinglan patiently explained to him, "The right minister is Jiang Lanruo's biggest reliance. Although he has implemented the Huimin medical family as he wished, he is still vacillating. This matter, This king has to deal with it himself."

??Chu Yiming smiled, and said considerately: "Your Highness is a person with ambition, so you don't need to explain everything to me. If you can't get away from this matter for a few days, you can let go of tomorrow's trip. The business is important."

?? "I promise you, I will definitely do it," Jiang Qinglan smiled, kissed him on the forehead, and said, "Don't wait for the king to come back, go to bed early, and the house will be handed over to you."

??…

?? The home is handed over to him.

??Chu Yiming likes the word "home" and it sounds warm.

?? After Jiang Qinglan left, he ordered someone to hold a lamp to guide the way, and walked along the path Jiang Qinglan had walked for a while, until he was close to the gate, and then stood in the direction where he could see the person returning for a long time.

??Chang Le followed him, and kindly reminded: "The night wind is cold, the princess has a body, and the regent will not be back for a while. You should go back to the house early and sleep."

?? "I know he won't come back so soon, but he is considerate of me, but often neglects himself. You see that I came along this way, and you specially lit the lamp for me. I hope that when he comes back, he will see the light on this way." Light, you will think of me."

"Actually, Wang Xianshao lights the lamp at night." Chang Le said.

??Chu Yiming said in surprise: "He obviously keeps several lights in the house every night."

"Probably, I'm worried that the princess will be afraid of the dark," Chang Le slapped himself suddenly, and said respectfully, "I'm talking too much. In this house, who knows the king better than the princess."

??Chu Yiming was about to ask Chang Le how many years he had been serving Jiang Qinglan, when he suddenly heard someone yelling for water in the distance.

?? As soon as he looked at the source of the voice, Chang Le stopped in front of him, persuading him: "It's all trivial, don't worry about it, the princess, go back to the house and sleep first."

?? "They seem to be saying that the water is running out," Chu Yiming looked past Chang Le, saw that the fire was already burning on the west side of the inner courtyard, and quickly ordered, "Lead the way ahead, I'll go and find out what's going on."

?? "I dare not." Not only Chang Le, but almost all the servants who followed him knelt on the ground.

?? But Chu Yiming is now spoiled by Jiang Qinglan, how can a few attendants stop him, if they don't lead the way, he can go to the fire by himself.

?? He does not walk slowly.

??Chang Le also followed quickly, trying to persuade him, but no one dared to stop him.

??It wasn't until Chu Yiming stopped outside the burning courtyard that Chang Le immediately stepped forward and said, "The princess only cares about the child in her womb. You don't need to worry about things here."

?? "The regent just said before leaving that all the affairs of this family are left to me. Are you going to disobey the king's order?" Chu Yiming sternly turned to look at the scene of fire.

?? But it made him flustered at a glance.

?? He seemed to have seen such a big fire before, but he couldn't tell whether it was the description in the book or his own memory.

??The scorching heat wave rolled in, like the wind whistling, which made him squint his eyes uncomfortably.

?? "Here?" Chu Yiming was puzzled.

??Through the collapsed ruins, he saw that the house looked like a study room. Hanging on the wall was a portrait of a woman dressed in noble clothes. Too compelling.

"It's just an abandoned house. The king hasn't been here for a long time," Chang Le's voice was clearly trembling, but he said with certainty, "It's not such a big deal. Please go back, my concubine."

??Chu Yiming is no longer thinking about what the house is for, but just looking at the portrait ignited by sparks, frowned, and muttered to himself, "I seem to be standing in front of that portrait. , surrounded by fire, someone is calling my name, he is calling..."

?? "Chacha!"

?? Chu Yiming's heart beat suddenly when he heard the voice, and he took a step back. After a while, he took another three steps. The voice calling his name became more and more clear, as if there were many echoes overlapping.

?? It didn't seem to hit his eardrums, but hit his soul directly, pulling him into a vague memory for a moment.

?? gorgeous palace, lonely people.

??Holding a red candle in his hand, he walked slowly. He was five months pregnant, and his pregnant belly was already obvious. He could no longer wear ordinary clothes with belts, and could only wear belts loosely.

??The clothes are noble, with phoenixes embroidered with gold silk, while his eyes are full of desolation. No matter how delicately the gorgeous wings are decorated, he looks like a bird that cannot fly out of the cage.

?? He clearly knew that he was so happy for the child in this life, but the person in his memory was disheartened when he encountered a pregnant belly. Even when the candle dripped on his hand, he didn't feel any pain.

??Suddenly.

?? In his memory, he was shrouded in a sea of ​​fire and heat waves, and there were waves of shouts behind him, asking him to save his life for the child.

??But why did he want to have a child with the man who imprisoned|imprisoned him!??

??He lit the candle in his hand to the corner of the portrait in front of him. He knew how important this painting was to the tyrant. As long as this painting was burned, they would be completely over.

?? But at this moment, a man was calling his nickname.

?? "Chacha!"

?? "Why is Mr. here?"

??Chu Yiming asked in a hoarse voice, and suddenly looked down at the painting in his hand, not knowing where he was.

?? Before he came back to his senses, he heard the man shouting: "Chacha, save me, take a quick look at me, it's Master, go and beg the regent, go and ask him to let me go, don't torture me anymore, I would rather die than live!"

??Chu Yiming closed his eyes tightly and bid farewell. He concealed his evil deeds from his master and exposed his crimes to Jiang Qinglan in order to completely sever the relationship between the two.

?? That day, he seemed to walk in a beautiful way, but it was not easy. He thought that Jiang Qinglan was a tyrant, but now he has changed.

?? The man is still shouting.

??Chu Yiming raised his eyes suddenly, and saw that the wall where the paintings were hung had completely collapsed, revealing a dark room stained with blood.

?? He couldn't get rid of the memory at all at this moment. In the memory, he regarded Chu Yafeng as his close relative, and he begged for Chu Yafeng's sake.

?? He could have died gracefully in the fire, but the tyrant was threatening him with the life of his master, forcing him to hold the portrait in his hand and kneel in front of the tyrant to protect the painting. In name, I beg the tyrant to let Chu Yafeng go again.

?? The price is to live and give birth to children.

?? He came back to his senses suddenly, and saw clearly the tragic situation in the dark room.

?? Chu Yafeng, who was like a ball of fire, suddenly rushed towards him.

?? It's too late to say it.

?? Another figure suddenly rushed into the sea of ​​flames, hugged him and turned around to avoid the impact, as if lightning had passed through a thundercloud, but in the blink of an eye, he had already left the courtyard.

??Chu Yiming grabbed the visitor tightly with one hand, trembling and said softly, "Why did you burn him to death?"

?? "Didn't Chacha say that he wanted to have no doubts about his love and love with this king." Jiang Qinglan stared at his face, his eyes illuminated by the fire in the dark night, it was a little chilling.

??Chu Yiming avoided staring at each other, and looked down at the ground, only to see portraits laid out all over the place that had been rescued, all of which were of another woman who was different from the one in his hand.

?? He took a closer look, and found that these portraits were painted on the limbs and necks with bright red paint, like a human pig whose hands and feet had been cut off, and could not escape the fate of being beheaded in the end.

??Chu Yiming shook his hand, and the painting in his hand fell to the ground. The scroll quickly extended, revealing a noble woman. This woman was obviously the only normal person in the painting in this room.

"What is Chacha looking at?" Jiang Qinglan spoke softly.

??Chu Yiming did not dare to look up at his face, and only said softly: "I seem to have some vague memories. This painting is very important to you. It is your mother."

??His heart was in a state of turmoil, and strange memories kept popping up, about Jiang Qinglan, about the person behind him begging for mercy hoarsely.

??He didn't know where to start, so he could only focus on the life-threatening matter in front of him. He grabbed Jiang Qinglan's hand and begged: "Chu Yafeng's crime is unforgivable, but don't torture him to death, and then burn him down. He couldn't live, it was too painful."

?? "Okay." Jiang Qinglan readily agreed.

??Chu Yiming raised his head cautiously, but saw the other party raise his hand and made a hint at someone. He was about to look back, but Jiang Qinglan suddenly covered his ears.

??Jiang Qinglan's gaze was calm. Chu Yiming firmly believed that what he saw was the flames and not the blood pupils of killing, but the screams of struggling and pain behind him were as still as a chilling cicada.

?? This is the first time that Jiang Qinglan has confirmed that he is by his side, and that he even killed someone. The one who killed was the "relative" in his memory that just surfaced.

?? Although he is aware of the crimes of this person's previous life, it is inevitable that he will be touched by the memory.

??Jiang Qinglan stared into his eyes until he saw his tears welling up. The expression of loving him was so true, the hand wiping his tears was so gentle, but the words were so indifferent——

?? "Chacha, this king has never been a good person, but this king treats you very well, right?"

??Chu Yiming nodded.

??Jiang Qinglan picked him up horizontally, and walked forward in the direction of the fire with his back on his back. When he saw that he was about to turn his head, he gently persuaded him: "Don't look, it's not good except for nightmares."

"I, I didn't want you to kill him," Chu Yiming wrapped his arms around Jiang Qinglan's neck, trembling all over, "Isn't that painting very important, you, why don't you pick it up?" ?”

?? Jiang Qinglan did not answer.

??It wasn't until I took him back to the residence, undressed him and comforted him to lie down, that I hugged him tightly in my arms and whispered to the gods, "I'm not a good person. I knew it a long time ago, but you don't want to know. Your tenderness and fragility are like a knife that scrapes away all my sharp thorns, but those thorns are not gone, but I tried to hide them so that you can only see my good."

??Chu Yiming closed his eyes tightly, listening, but did not respond.

??Jiang Qinglan is still telling: "I wish you would never go out, don't know my cruelty outside, but they want to burn the fire in front of you, and let you see me in a torture prison, I... "

?? "Qinglan, do you really want that painting?" Chu Yiming didn't want to comment on the madness that should have been clear in his heart, so he interrupted softly and said, "That is the only painting your mother left behind."

?? "Chacha," Jiang Qinglan's voice was a little touched, "If I lose you, I can't live, so what's the point of painting."

??Chu Yiming never raised his eyes, but suppressed his fear, and said calmly: "I promised to believe you. I believe that you didn't set the fire. You won't destroy such an important relic."

?? "You were..." Jiang Qinglan cared about why he asked himself why he wanted to burn people to death.

?? Chu Yiming said: "You want me to understand your innate thorns, so can you understand what I said out of fear? I don't know what's wrong with me, I seem to see another self, I seem to see that you are going to burn Chu Yafeng to death, I don't seem to be in the book, I seem to..."

"Don't worry," Jiang Qinglan patted him on the back, and said in a gentle and caring tone, "Let's sleep well tonight, as long as you believe in me, as long as you love me, there will be no obstacles we can't get over."

??There is no hurdle that cannot be overcome...

?? Chu Yiming listened to the words, and quickly fell asleep, and sure enough, he dreamed of the hurdle between them.

?? Jiang Qinglan once asked him, do you believe in past and present lives?

?? He remembered shaking his head and denying it, but what if he was the one who came to find his previous life?

?? If not for the fire.

??If he hadn't seen the hypocritical Chu Yafeng appearing in the sea of ​​flames to beg him again, he might have thought that this was just a book recording other people's stories, but it was indeed a book, a book in which the god of fate was in his hands. After death, give him a book to choose a new period of life.

??People call this kind of rebirth reincarnation, and most people will go to a new life, but he chose the most difficult past life, just because it is the memory closest to love.

?? In the dream, a voice asked him: "You have lived in a world with technology, are you sure you still choose this part?"

??Chu Yiming laughed after hearing this, and only replied: "I have lived a short life in many lifetimes. Going forward is just another way of dying early. Going back, at least he is the person I have loved vigorously."

?? The voice was puzzled: "I can't see that you loved him."

?? "If you didn't love him, why would you take down his mother's portrait in the fire? I don't want to live anymore, but I still care about a painting," Chu Yiming turned the pages of the book, watching a tyrant | It was only later that he regretted it. Recalling the story of the two of them when they first met, he pointed to the words on Qianshan Hongye and said firmly, "I want to come back here, before all the misunderstandings start."

?? "Yes, you can also make some requests. After all, everyone else is moving forward, but you are going backwards. After erasing this memory of mine, you can ask for some cheats or something."

??Chu Yiming said: "I just want to live a long life."

?? "It depends on how you live. If you don't know how to be a human being, it's not uncommon for someone to die in one day."

??Chu Yiming thought for a while, and said: "I want to keep some memories, I want the bad guys to show up early, I want to be a simple person, I always want to live a short life, when I am alive, I want the person I love You can see what I want at a glance."

??…

?? "How long to live...Live longer...I want to live..."

"Chacha." Jiang Qinglan was awakened by Chu Yiming's dream, and quickly got up to tuck him in the quilt, coaxing him gently as he did every night when he couldn't sleep well——

?? "It's all a dream, it's just a dream, just wake up."

?? "Wake up," Chu Yiming whispered and woke up leisurely, and suddenly got up and hugged him tightly, his memory was not clear, only the soft words of trust remained, "Qing Lan, I don't want us to have any more misunderstandings."