After I broke up with the emperor

The silver blade glowed with a cold light, slowly lifted from the wide sleeve.

"...you have to respect her, love her, don't let others disturb her rest..."

Zhou Baoyong's mouth is full of earnest teachings, and his hands are murder weapons.

The little Lu Jitang stood in the front without knowing it, and was still nodding in agreement. Just when the knife was about to stick to his neck, he knelt down with a "plop" and kowtowed firmly to the crabapple tree in front.

Zhou Baoyong was taken aback for a moment, and slowly retracted the sharp blade.

This was the first time he wanted to kill Lu Jitang, but he was delayed by this kneeling.

***

"Sir." Xiao Lu Jitang called out in a childish voice, and then Banban bowed and began to recite the text.

But because of his young age and some unfamiliar words, he stumbled and reversed for a long time before he recited all the texts. On the other hand, his senior brother Han Zhi, although he has a big tongue, he recited it smoothly.

Little Lu Jitang pouted, a little envious.

But Han Zhi didn't get Zhou Baoyong's praise, but little Lu Jitang got it.

"You memorized very well, don't always look at your brother, he is much older than you, when you get to his age, you will be as good as him!"

Little Lu Jitang was relieved at this moment, and he was either by Zhou Baoyong's side or Han Zhi's side all day long, until a little Douding who was younger than him came to the Emperor's Mansion that year.

Li Yunjian was only three years old when he came to the Emperor's Mansion, and he had done everything from climbing walls to rooms, Zhou Baoyong would inevitably hit him.

Lu Jitang was only six or seven years old. In order to protect Li Yunjian, he bit the bullet and begged Zhou Baoyong.

"Sir, Junior Brother, he didn't do it on purpose. I said the fruit on the tree was delicious, so he went to climb the tree."

Zhou Baoyong had a straight face, and it was rare for him to have a bad look at Lu Jitang, "Did I tell you that you are not allowed to climb the trees in the garden! The third prince has already fallen from the tree once, why don't you have a long memory!"

In the end, there was no other way, little Lu Jitang had no choice but to stretch out his hand tremblingly, "Sir, I am willing to take the punishment for my junior brother."

Zhou Baoyong was so angry that he was half dead, he raised the ruler high, scaring little Lu Jitang so that he closed his eyes tightly.

As expected, the board did not fall, but lightly rubbed against his palm.

Zhou Baoyong scolded in a rough voice: "Get out! We beat you!"

Xiao Lu Jitang pursed his lips and ran out, grabbed Li Yunjian and ran to the Ouyuan Garden, and when he got to the crabapple tree, he dragged Li Yunjian and knelt down.

Li Yunjian didn't understand, so he tilted his head and looked at Lu Jitang, "Brother, why do we kneel down on a tree?"

Lu Jitang looked up at the crabapple tree, shook his head and replied, "I don't know."

He didn't know, but he would come to worship every year, because he always saw his husband sitting under the tree drinking late at night, and then talking into the air, or staring at the crabapple tree in a daze, as if he was looking through the tree. To miss someone.

***

It's another New Year's Eve, and the Emperor's Mansion is very lively. The students gather together to throw pots and entertain themselves, very happy.

On weekdays, Zhou Baoyong didn't ask them to do these entertainment things in the mansion, and after finally waiting for the New Year, they all let go.

Zhou Baoyong was also drunk and ordered Lu Jitang to help him go back.

Lu Jitang had just turned eighteen this year, and Zhou Baoyong gave him the word "Yushu Linfeng", with a personable demeanor. No one in Jianyuan knew that there was a Lu Jitang in the Emperor's Mansion.

Lu Jitang was slightly drunk today, sent Zhou Baoyong to the bedroom, brought hot water to wipe his hands and feet, and waited for him to fall asleep, but when he was about to leave, Zhou Baoyong stopped him.

"Yaochuan, don't leave yet, this year's new clothes are on the table, bring them, bring them."

Lu Jitang grinned, blew out the candles, walked to the table in the dark, and brought this year's new clothes.

Zhou Baoyong fell asleep, and suddenly woke up at Zishi, the emperor's mansion was quiet, he went to get a glass of wine, and wandered to the garden.

Under the crabapple tree in the garden, his beloved wife was buried. The murderer had already beheaded all of them, leaving only one Lu Jitang.

He couldn't remember the feeling of leaving Lu Jitang at that time, probably because the child was just born and didn't understand anything, he was a little reluctant.

Every time he woke up from a dream in these years, his mother wanted him to avenge him, and his wife cried to him.

In a daze, he raised the sharp knife in his hand, but put it down again and again.

Zhou Baoyong raised his head and took a sip of wine, and stretched out his hand to stroke along the lines of the tree trunk inch by inch.

"I might, I can't help it."

How should he attack a well-behaved and obedient child, who has been raised under his hands since he was a child, if his surname is not Lu, it would be great.

***

"Sir, what is this?" Xiao Tianbao looked at the lump on his hand in a daze, "Sir, it hurts so much."

Zhou Baoyong leaned down and gave him a blow.

"Your Highness, don't be afraid. This is a small technique of the minister. It will be ready in a while. If someone asks later, you can give him this small bottle."

Zhou Baoyong put the antidote for pulling silk into Tian Bao's arms, and finally hugged him.

This child was brought up by Lu Jitang, and his personality is exactly the same as Lu Jitang's.

Every time Zhou Baoyong saw him, he could always see Lu Jitang's appearance when he was a child.

Limp, stretched out his hands and called out Mr.

"Your Highness, I put an arithmetic problem in the cabinet on the right side of your bed, remember to solve it after Your Highness returns."

When Tian Bao heard that there was another arithmetic problem, he nodded in response.

Zhou Baoyong touched Tian Bao's little head, slowly withdrew his hand, turned around and walked towards Lu Jitang's room.

Chu Jiaoyu wanted to kill Lu Jitang, how could he let the child he raised with his own hands die in the hands of others?

He moved his hands to Chu Jiaoyu, and then used the silk thread to Lu Jitang. Seeing Li Yunjian in pain, he felt a headache. He knew his students too well. With Li Yunjian's personality, he would not be forced to die. You will not realize your mistakes, and you will not know how to hurt others until you are severely injured.

Lu Jitang's love is too deep, but Li Yunjian's love is superficial.

Fortunately, he accepted it this time. Fortunately, his choice has always been Lu Jitang.

Zhou Baoyong felt relieved and gradually closed his eyes.

***

"Sir, sir!"

The wine bottle in Zhou Baoyong's hand slipped out of his hand, his head felt a little empty, and he woke up suddenly.

Lu Jitang was squatting in front of him, looking at him with concern.

"Sir, you came here to drink again. It just snowed yesterday. Fortunately, I came out to take a look."

Zhou Baoyong stared at Lu Jitang in a daze for a long time, then let out a "huh" and helped Lu Jitang's arm to stand up.

"I just had a dream for my teacher."

Lu Jitang was curious: "Sir, what did you dream about?"

Zhou Baoyong recalled that grotesque dream, and after a while he replied: "I dreamed that you were admonishing Yun."

Lu Jitang supported Zhou Baoyong to walk back, jokingly said: "Mr. only needs to dream of me alone. Yun'an always makes Mr. angry, so let him go."

Zhou Baoyong nodded, "It's okay, it's okay, you know he has this kind of personality, so you might as well stay away from him in the future."

"What's that called? I'm his senior brother. Apart from his surly personality, there's nothing else wrong with him."

Zhou Baoyong didn't speak anymore, only the sound of the snow being stepped on "creaked and creaked", and the two walked hand in hand, gradually disappearing in the silvery white snow.

The author says:

love over hate

I’m afraid that everyone will forget what he did in the end _(:*?∠)_