I became the apex of my nemesis by acting

In the darkness, the skin-thumping pain spread throughout the body again. When the consciousness cleared up, the bonfire in the distance in the boundless night was like stars under the curtain of splashed ink.

Bai Chengjue slowly approached the depths of the light, and the figure beside the campfire gradually became clear. He stopped in front of the campfire with his lips tightly pressed together. Under the raging firelight, the man had a little finger-long scar on his left cheek, wrapped around his shoulders and waist. The white cloth oozes blood in bits and pieces.

At this moment, a voice came from behind: "Master, are you still asleep?"

As soon as Bai Chengjue turned his head, Xiao Muzi walked up to Xue Beiwang and sat down next to Xue Beiwang in his battle armor.

"Can't sleep."

"Tomorrow is going to attack the city, is the Lord worried that the scene of brothers killing each other will not look good?"

Xue Beiwang shook his head: "He hasn't sent a letter for a long time."

"A few days ago, didn't Ye Gui send a letter saying that Princess Wu would arrive at the border in seven days."

"I miss him."

Xiao Muzi rubbed his nostrils awkwardly: "That's right, King Min will leave the Wu Palace only after making sure that the eldest princess is safe and sound and you pick her up. Counting the distance, I'm afraid it will take two or three months to meet again."

Two or three months, just a few words, but getting longer...

"If only I could draw Danqing,"

As he spoke, he took out a painting of tofu cubes from his trouser pocket, carefully unfolded the rice paper, turned his head to look at Xiao Muzi and said, "Does it look good?"

Xiao Muzi glanced at the portrait, then at Xue Beiwang, who was obsessed with eyes, and said softly, "Drawing by King Min?"

"Well, I also want to draw for him in the future."

Bai Chengjue raised his hand to touch the scar on Xue Beiwang's side cheek, his fingertips passed through the cheek, his eyes froze, and his slowly closed palm trembled.

He couldn't tell whether it was a dream or he failed to make it to Xue Beiwang's triumphant return after failing to live up to expectations.

Xue Bei stood up and said, "It's getting late, go to sleep..."

"kindness!"

Bai Chengjue hesitated for a moment and followed Xue Beiwang back to the camp.

Inside the house, Xue Beiwang sat on the edge of the bed and slowly unwound the bandages on his body. The torn wound on his waist was leaking pus and blood. He bit the white handkerchief and pushed the cork away with one hand. The heart-piercing cry turned into a muffled groan in the throat.

In the end, he fell onto the bed as if exhausted, with fine sweat dripping from his forehead.

Bai Chengjue went to Xue Beiwang and lay down on his side. His skin color was darker than before under the wind and sun, and his naked upper body was covered with many fresh wounds that had just scabbed over.

Bai Chengjue tried to hug him, his hands passed through Xue Beiwang's body time and time again, and finally he lay quietly beside Xue Beiwang as if resigning to his fate, no longer doing any unnecessary moves, his eyes stayed on the cruel face that had been worn out by the light of the knife and the rain of blood. The edges and corners of the air.

Xue Beiwang opened his eyes suddenly, got up hurriedly and said, "Lan Xiang?"

He slowly came back to his senses, sat down beside the bed again, held his forehead, and smiled foolishly: "You see, you think he is hallucinating, and he will have to fight a beautiful victory tomorrow." Okay, if you don't bring him back soon, I'm afraid I'm going crazy..."

After all, he patted his forehead with the palm of his hand to try to wake himself up.

Bai Chengjue was unable to close his eyes: "I'm afraid I might not be able to come back."

……

The next day, every bone in his body seemed to be smashed and reassembled. Bai Chengjue opened his eyes in a daze. The smell of ambergris made Bai Chengjue dizzy.

Returning to this painful dormitory again, I couldn't help but rejoice for a while.

Fortunately, he is still alive...

"Does Uncle Huang think he can escape? How could Gu let you die so easily?"

Hearing the sound, Bai Chengjue looked at Bai Yanqiu who was sitting by the bed, he raised his hand with difficulty and grabbed Bai Yanqiu's cuff, and said softly, "It hurts."

Bai Yanqiu's eyes froze, he looked at Bai Chengjue in disbelief and said, "Uncle Emperor?"

"Brother Huang, it hurts," the voice fell, the tears in his eyes fell down, and the fingertips holding Bai Yanqiu trembled slightly, "Brother Huang, I don't want to soak the potion, it hurts..."

For a moment, Bai Yanqiu panicked, and hurriedly hugged Bai Chengjue into his arms, tortured by the poisonous hair one after another, his body curled up in Bai Yanqiu's arms and trembled slightly in pain.

For so many years, Bai Yanqiu had never seen Bai Chengjue like this, but now that he was leaning in his arms so well, Bai Yanqiu's heart almost melted.

In the past, the unyielding emperor's uncle could arouse his sadistic pleasure, but now an emperor's uncle who broke into his arms and sobbed softly, even the tears falling down caused ripples in his heart.

Bai Yanqiu gently stroked Bai Chengjue's hair as if obsessed: "Little Huangshu, if you remain like this, I will protect you alone."

He lowered his eyes, Bai Chengjue had closed his eyes and fell asleep in his arms.

The old eunuch looked at the scene in front of him uneasy and said: "Your Majesty, this old servant is doing everything for the sake of His Majesty's plan. King Min stayed in this world..."

"Well done," Bai Yanqiu held Bai Chengjue in his arms, caressing his pale cheeks with his knuckles greedily, the smile on his face was chilling, "Look how obedient the emperor uncle is now, if he has been insane If you clean it up, you will be inseparable from Gu in the future."

"Bao Buqi is because King Min deliberately deceived His Majesty this time."

Sliding his fingertips all the way to Bai Chengjue's soft lips, Bai Yanqiu's eyes turned cold and he said softly, "That's right, Little Huangshu is the best at deceiving people..."

The meeting with Xue Beiwang last night, whether it was a dream or when his soul was out of his body when his life was hanging by a thread, made Bai Chengjue understand that if he continued with the current situation, he would die in this deep palace before he could wait for Xue Beiwang.

Back then it was okay to play with others for the sake of Bai Yanqiu's throne, but now in order to survive, it is not out of the question to play with Bai Yanqiu.

He didn't think about it so much, and fell asleep leaning against Bai Yanqiu's arms.

Now try to pretend to be innocent and harmless in front of Bai Yanqiu, in order to protect himself to the maximum extent.

The next day, before Bai Chengjue recovered, Bai Yanqiu invited his concubine to enjoy the flowers in the imperial garden, and he untied the chains on his feet to take him there, but the ankles were still hanging on the ankles and rubbed against the skin.

In front of the concubine, Bai Yanqiu patted his legs and said: "Come, sit here."

Bai Chengjue nodded timidly, and sat down obediently on Bai Yanqiu's lap. His thin body after being seriously ill was embraced by him. With the uncomfortable eyes around him, he endured the discomfort. Yanqiu's shoulder.

With the cold wind blowing, Bai Chengjue buried his head in Bai Yanqiu's neck and whispered, "Brother Emperor, Jue'er is cold."

Bai Yanqiu narrowed his eyes slightly: "Gu fetches the cloak for you, you stay here and wait for Gu to come back."

Bai Chengjue hurriedly clenched Bai Yanqiu's skirt with his hands, did not speak, looked at Bai Yanqiu with misty eyes, opened his mouth, silently called Brother Huang, finally pressed his lips together and nodded nod.

When Bai Yanqiu left, the concubines kept ridiculing him, and even pulled his robes. He huddled on the seat and protected himself weakly, always pretending to be weak and helpless, seemingly incapable of attacking. , anyone can strangle him to death.

"It doesn't matter how good-looking it is, after all, it's just a fool."... "I heard that the young man brought it back from where, after all, it's something that can't be put on the stage."

Every word is particularly harsh.

Now King Min, who was supposed to be above ten thousand people and under one person in front of Bai Yanqiu, has now turned into this appearance.

Not far away from Xianglian her lips were tightly pressed, Su Zhirou stood not far away and watched:

"Do you think he can turn over now?"

Xianglian gritted her teeth tightly, constantly reminding herself that if you can't bear it, you will make trouble.

At this moment, several maidservants pushed away the concubines who were surrounded by Bai Chengjue.

Some of the concubines said sharply: "Is it the maid in that palace who doesn't understand the rules?"

"It's my palace."

"Zhao... Concubine Zhao!"

The woman in front of him was full of dignity, and she walked slowly to Bai Chengjue: "The people around the Holy Majesty, is it your turn to do things wrong?"

The author has something to say: the bug has been caught, everyone has a good night and a good dream

感谢在2021-05-2802:07:41~2021-05-3004:01:11期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: Yeye, 90°N1;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!