Si Tian Guan

The front is the only way to go to the Guanxing Pavilion, and there is no way to dodge it.

Qu Chenzhou stood on the steps and watched the two walk further and further, without any disturbance.

Someone on the opposite side greeted him with extreme excitement: "Little Shen Zhou!"

"My lord," he bowed and saluted, "Qu Chenzhou has met your lord!"

Mu Jingzhao didn't seem to notice the awkward atmosphere between the two of them, he quickly helped him up, and waved the badge in his hand in front of him: "Xiao Shenzhou, I have some good news for you—see what this is?"

Qu Chenzhou raised his eyes, slightly taken aback in his heart.

He has been in the court for many years, even if he has never seen this waist card with gold border on a blue background, he knows what it is.

Shili Pavilion is the main traffic route to and from the capital. The garrison is very important. It has always been well-equipped and has a large number of people. In the past, it was always in the hands of King Qi, and it was the fat that King Huai coveted for a long time.

Now it seems that King Qi's loss of power is a foregone conclusion, but he did not expect that this waist card will fall into the hands of King Ning.

Rather than saying that the emperor appointed King Ning, it would be better to say that he was suspicious of King Huai.

Maybe it's because the case of mouth fat left the emperor with lingering fears, or maybe the emperor knew long ago that he and King Huai were originally the same kind of people.

They all have wolf-like greedy eyes.

He didn't speak, Mu Jingzhao just pretended that he didn't know, and proudly reported his family: "From today onwards, you can call me General Mu!"

From the corner of his eyes, Qu Shenzhou saw someone approaching, he didn't look sideways, and replied: "Congratulations, Wang Ye, you are really majestic."

"Yo, who is this?" Liu Chongming had also changed into an outfit, with the badge of Jinxiu Camp hanging on his waist, and he walked over unhurriedly: "Who is this?"

As a peacemaker, Mu Jingzhao stood in the middle and pushed him back.

"Chongming, it's okay, it's all over. Father just praised you for being stable and capable, and you can hold your breath. Xiao Shenzhou is now a second-rank Sitian official, so don't make trouble."

"What's the matter?" Liu Chongming had a smile on the corner of his mouth, "I'll just ask, who is this? It looks like a human being, why haven't I seen it before?"

"Sitian official Qu Shenzhou," Qu Shenzhou lowered his eyes and cupped his hands: "I have seen the prince."

"You can talk," Liu Chongming said with a smile to King Ning, "I'm still a beast that only bites."

Qu Chenzhou clasped his hands in his sleeves, slowly raised his eyes to look at him, and asked indifferently: "If you can understand the language of animals, what is the son?"

Just as Mu Jingzhao was about to laugh, he immediately sensed that the atmosphere was inappropriate. Thinking about seeing Xiao Shenzhou's tragic situation on the street that day, it would be impossible for anyone not to have resentment, and hurriedly turned around to smooth things over.

"Little Shenzhou, don't say a few words, Chongming is not easy to provoke recently." He lowered his voice: "Like crazy, bite everyone."

"I know," Qu Chenzhou still looked at the person, without retreating: "I have seen the son even crazier."

"When have you seen me crazier?"

Liu Chongming pushed Mu Jingzhao away with his palm and went up the steps.

He was half a head taller than Qu Shenzhou, and he was dressed in an official uniform, adding to his impressive aura, as if he was about to swallow his life in the next moment.

Qu Chenzhou looked at his trembling and sliding Adam's apple, suppressed his chest that seemed to keep rising and falling, and turned his eyes to the side.

"My son has always been like this, why ask me?"

"Let me ask you, when will you be more crazy?" Liu Chongming took another step forward: "When did you do it?"

"Your Majesty speaks carefully..." Qu Chenzhou bit his lower lip, the corners of his eyes were reddish: "I am no longer your Majesty's servant."

Mu Jingzhao couldn't stand it anymore, and dragged Liu Chongming out: "Okay, you are an official in the same dynasty, and you are tired of saying such obscene words in the palace."

"It's okay to tell the truth?" Liu Chongming sneered, and was pulled back by Mu Jingzhao, pointing at Qu Shenzhou.

"Qu Sitian, I will teach you one more thing - serve the emperor well, otherwise if one day you commit a crime and fall into my hands, you will regret what you said today."

Qu Chenzhou silently watched the two tugging, and when Liu Chongming was about to pass through the Moon Cave Gate, he suddenly raised his voice.

"Sir."

Liu Chongming's feet seemed to have taken root, and he stood still, as if looking back to find fault at any time, so frightened that Mu Jingzhao quickly pushed him up, and hurriedly signaled Qu Shenzhou to leave quickly with his eyes.

"My son, all my expenses in the other courtyard are given by my son, and I have nothing to miss, only the jade pendant given by the prince, I cherish it very much, and I hope my son can return it to me."

Liu Chongming's pupils shrank: "What did you... say?"

Mu Jingzhao's scalp became numb when he heard it, and while scolding the palace servants, "Take Qu Sitian back soon", he nodded repeatedly to Qu Shenzhou.

"Hey, what do I think of as a treasure? Isn't it just a jade pendant? I'll give it to you another day, and I'll give it to you again."

Seeing Qu Chenzhou walking farther and farther, he just laughed and pulled Liu Chongming out of the palace gate, laughing.

"Look...look at this little Shen Zhou, he's quite good at joking, isn't he just a broken jade pendant..."

"My lord," Liu Chongming's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, "Have you touched him?"

"No! No!" Mu Jingzhao hastily proved his innocence: "I didn't see him as being too pitiful at the time, thinking that if he had an emergency, I could help him. It's meaningless to mention that now, and little Shenzhou It's a break away from..."

"Get out of the sea of ​​suffering, right?"

Mu Jingzhao realized that he had said the wrong thing, and before he could give him another go, Liu Chongming broke free from his hand, got on the horse, and walked away.

"This Chongming, isn't he crazy? He doesn't belong to him anymore, and he still insists on it."

He didn't want to beg for it, turned around and thought that Qu Shenzhou was still thinking of him, and grinned again: "It's been so many years of unlucky luck, this year is luck?"

Liu Chongming rode his horse and galloped all the way, dismounted at the gate of the other courtyard, and went straight to the bedroom without looking back.

The door slammed shut behind him, as if his trembling and gaffe would squeeze through the crack of the door after a moment of delay.

He curled up at the door, put his head on his knees, and pressed his chest firmly, for fear that if he took another breath, his frantically beating heart would jump out of his throat.

It has been more than two months, and they have been separated for more than two months.

He tossed and turned every night, forcing himself to sleep, dreaming about their past over and over again.

Whether it is Shen Zhou'er in the previous life or Shen Zhou in this life, whether it is their Jinxi Academy or the other courtyard under the phoenix trees.

In the dream, they used to read and write without knowing anything, planting flowers and grass.

Sometimes it was Shen Zhou who was locked in another courtyard two years ago, sleeping outside his study with a sycamore tree in his arms.

Or Shen Zhou, who had been with him in life and death, was lying on the window of the study with a smile on his face, and sang pornographic songs to him in a tricky way.

The Liu Chongming in the dream didn't realize how sweet his life was.

Only he is the dreamer whose heart is pierced by a knife, watching everything that was once warm and warm, and everything that was destroyed by himself, crying silently.

Watching Shen Zhou'er being dragged through the streets time and time again, dying on the stage of death, seeing Shen Zhou being tied to the torture bench again and again, struggling to faint under the torture, thinking about their bloody death again and again bridal night.

He often woke up with sweaty hisses and screams.

The empty bedroom and the empty courtyard are his inescapable nightmares in reality.

But he had to force himself to eat, force himself to sleep, and force himself to stand in front of everyone with his head upright, looking radiant.

Why……

he kept thinking.

Why not give him a good time, why even the way to escape to death is blocked.

He thought that everything in the dream was cruel enough to make him gradually numb, but when they met suddenly today, all the pretense was stripped away.

He can't die because there are still people who need him.

I wanted so much in the past, I wanted to hug, I wanted to kiss, I wanted to be inseparable, I wanted to grow old together, but now I dare not hold any hope anymore.

Shen Zhou waited for him for a long time, but he didn't catch up, so what qualifications did he have to ask someone to turn back.

Now I just want this person to live well.

Liu Chongming sat with his head down for a long time before he groped into his arms and took out a small carving knife from his belt.

The light in the room was not good, but he didn't seem to know it, shrinking in the dimness and engraving bit by bit.

It was a piece of nephrite, with a few wisps of emerald grass flowers, roughly carved into a jade ring.

He searched the ground like crazy.

The shattered jade pendant didn't fit together completely, and it couldn't be put together again.

The jade bell with the crisp sound was also missing. Even if he searched all the shops, he couldn't find the jade bell with the same color as that piece of jade, and he couldn't carve another jade bell with the same sound.

But he had no other way, only when he was groping for the carved jade pendant, could he calm down gradually.

The distance between them was only a palace wall, and it was expected that they would meet Qu Shenzhou again sooner or later.

The meeting has already made people uneasy, but what shocked him so much that he almost lost his composure... was what Qu Chenzhou said to him.

"Only the waist badge given by the prince, I cherish it very much, and I hope the prince can return it to me."

Shen Zhou did show him King Ning's jade pendant.

At that time, King Ning obviously had no sincerity. Rather than saying it was a keepsake, it was better to say that it was a jade tablet that he touched casually, without any decoration or name.

Not to mention using this jade token to do something, even if it is sold for money, it is not worth much.

Qu Shenzhou naturally looked down on this thing, he used it to play with water, and it sank to the bottom of the pond, how could it be "very precious"?

Liu Chongming's breathing became heavy and he had to stop the carving knife in his hand.

Although many details of the previous life have been blurred, there is one thing that has been deeply rooted in their minds in their two lives together - Shen Zhou is a spiritual speaker and cannot tell lies.

Only this sentence...

With his beating heart beating wildly, he pondered these words over and over again, becoming more and more sure that these few words were specially spoken by Qu Shenzhou for him.

It was telling him plainly that the current Qu Chenzhou had broken free from the shackles of the Spirit Speaker.

He wasn't ecstatic, only bitter that couldn't be vented.

If it was in the past, he would not have been able to guess what happened in the middle, but after thinking about the past, the words Qu Chenzhou said to him became more and more clear - I once got the A power that ordinary people can't imagine.

In the two lifetimes, there were two extraordinary changes in Shen Zhou's body, and the only reason he could think of was Shuo Ye.

Every word and every word that Qu Chenzhou said so calmly in the past is a hurdle that he cannot overcome now.

"I am willing to go through fire and water for my son, and die without regret."

From the past to the present, every step he took was paved by Shen Zhou with his own flesh and blood.

He even envied Jing Chen for having Jiang Xingzhi, but he didn't see the person beside him who was covered in bruises all over his body.

The rough piece of jade fell from his hand to the ground, and a snow-like crack ran through it.

Liu Chongming held his head, not daring to let himself split like this.

"Shizi." Someone called him in the corridor outside through a door.

He was going back, back to the inescapable reality.

"My son," Guanshi Lin's voice came from outside the door: "There is news from the south that the person you are looking for has been found."

The chaos in my mind gradually settled down.

He really should go back.

After all the sinful sons in Jinpingzhuang were slaughtered, only three of them remained to be raised, which was the biggest spiritual pillar for the emperor to continue his life.

The responsibility of finding the other 35 is something only he can afford.

Fortunately, this time, it was impossible for Yu Dexi to go back to the source one by one to inspect, everything was nothing more than a word from him.

The world is far and wide, he only needs to hang a thread of hope for the emperor, and go find those babies who were abandoned at birth.

That's right, he still has serious things to do, a way to go, and someone... not to be let down.

Liu Chongming wiped his face, let out a long breath, got up and opened the door.

Something hanging in the door was knocked and jingled. It was a bell that had been hung in the sarong.

Liu Chongming looked up, and when he closed the door and left, he still seemed to be able to hear it.

The crisp sound of the bell was like ripples, spreading to the surroundings in the haze, and Qu Shenzhou slowly opened his eyes.

It was still dark outside.

There is no bell on top of his head, it is just an auditory hallucination in his trance.

I have lived in that sarong with the bell hanging for a long time.

He never slept soundly in the star-gazing pavilion, he could only manage to sleep for a while by closing his eyes and imagining that he was still in the sarong.

The light reflected on the window paper turned from gray to warm red, and a palace official stood guard outside the door with a copper basin on time.

Washing was as usual, and he only looked up when the father-in-law led people in to serve meals.

It was this person again, he had known him before, Eunuch Shi.

After all, the queen still didn't want to tolerate him, maybe it was because of the nasty things the Tang family had done, maybe it was because King Ning loved him, maybe it was because his existence challenged the queen's dignity.

Qu Chenzhou pursed his lips, lowered his head and took a sip of the soup, and didn't touch the ginseng porridge next to him - the queen's old trick, no matter how much she used it, she never got tired of it.

Since he is no longer a person who is being kneaded at will, this palace is also different from before.

Can't live here any longer.