Yuanzhong poultry

The Compassionate Ning Palace was like a demon mirror, which caught Zhao Jun off guard from the secret madness of the past few days.

However it was too late.

Against the pale complexion, those eyes looked darker and darker.Yu Bai just sat quietly like this, listening to Zhao Jun's intermittent whispers, the more he felt repentant, the more desolate and desolate his heart became.

Liu Cheng... At this moment, he suddenly realized that more than a year had passed since their first meeting.

The surprise at the first sight, the months of getting along with each other, the downfall of the family, and the dangers of exile have become extremely far away. The ten-day court life has firmly occupied his heart, as if he had been imprisoned in the palace since he was born. The four directions of heaven and earth are in the confinement of the supreme emperor.

His eyes flicked across the desert, where the sun was setting and the horses were neighing.

That was Zhao Jun's startling glimpse, and it was also his.

In more than ten years of life, Yu Bai has never seen such a person.

Young, handsome, knowledgeable, funny, with elegance and confidence in his gestures, he smiled and described the distant city of Chang'an for him, and bought all the candied fruits. He wore a bright red hair tie.Later, even if "Qi Zhao" left without saying goodbye, the red hair tie never drifted away.

He never said these things to Zhao Jun, but he never forgot.

"Of course I remember Liucheng, and I remember the past even more." Yu Bai said quietly, "But I only know Qi Zhao, not you, Your Majesty."

That name flashed like lightning, making Zhao Jun tremble all over, but Yu Bai had already turned his face away and said no more.

——When he was still "Qi Zhao", Yu Bai only looked at him with a bright smile.

For some reason, he felt a sudden pang of heartache.He tried to reach out and caress Yu Bai's pale face due to pain: "Ah Bai..."

Yu Bai shook him off sharply: "Let go!"

Like a frightened cat in the dark, he subconsciously made a move.

A cold and sharp piece of porcelain flew out of his sleeve, leaving a bloodstain on Zhao Jun's throat.

That is the Ru Kiln teacup that is priceless in the Palace of Compassion and Ning.

In an instant, blood flowed profusely.

Yu Bai's hand was not steady, but it seemed that he exhausted all his strength in that blow, as if he was risking his life to gamble his future.However, the wound was really in front of his eyes, but he didn't feel any joy, he just stared blankly at the bleeding wound, his face became paler and paler.

Why on earth is this...why Qi Zhao is Zhao Jun, why a gentleman has the heart of a jackal, and why promises are so vulnerable?

The burning pain on his back became more and more vivid, Yu Bai's lips trembled, and he held the piece of porcelain even more tightly, even though his palm was also pierced by the piece of porcelain, his blood was entangled with Zhao Jun's blood.

Zhao Jun wiped his throat with his hand, stared down at the bright blood on his hand, and was stunned for a moment.

"Abai, don't be afraid." His voice was hoarse, and every word he said seemed to cut a knife in his heart, "I know you don't want to, I know... I will soon give you the exit token and identity document." Have someone deliver it."

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Zhuang Zhou dreams of butterflies, banana leaves cover deer.

Yu Bai finally did not wait for the chance to leave the palace.

The identity document and the token of leaving the palace were sent by a servant next to Zhao Jun, and he carefully placed them in the wooden box next to the bed, so he couldn't fall asleep for a long time that night.

He didn't want to think about what happened afterwards.

That night, someone sneaked into Yannan Pavilion.

He was drugged at some point, unable to speak or move, he could only struggle to grab the corner of the bed sheet and watch everything that happened.

In the dense darkness, he widened his eyes in extreme fear, and saw the man open the wooden box next to the bed in front of him, and cut the documents and tokens that he regarded as precious one by one.

The sound of cracking silk came into my ears, hoarse and sharp.

He wanted to shout, to stop, but to no avail.That every move was like a carving knife, cutting a dripping wound on his already mottled heart.

penetrating.

Snow-like shreds of paper fell quietly.Together with the torn token, they silently laughed at his whims.

He was alone and helpless in the palace, and had nowhere to know the identity of that person.

Perhaps the sporadic warmth confused his mind that day, and the first person he wanted to ask for help was actually Zhao Jun——he completely forgot that this person was the most likely mastermind behind the scenes.

He begged to see Zhao Jun in a daze, but he only saw the closed palace gate of Qian'an Palace, and the palace people came and went, no one paid any attention to him.He returned to Yannan Pavilion like a bereaved dog, and finally understood a fact with his wish that he had become a fan.

That is, Zhao Jun will never let him go.

He fell into a coma for a long time, and when he woke up again three days later, he saw the silent and sharp silhouette of the man through the thin curtain.But at this time, he has deliberately forgotten what happened in the past three days, only when facing Zhao Jun, he became more and more cold and disgusted.

So is Zhao Jun.

He couldn't think of the stormy royal staff, couldn't bear to think about the man-made destruction, didn't dare to recall the three days of exhausting waiting, and he didn't want to associate this pious emperor with Qi Zhao who smiled at him in the past Together.

He took the initiative to cut off the connection between Zhao Jun and Qi Zhao. From then on, Qi Zhao was buried in his heart, and Zhao Jun was his eternal enemy.

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The long river of time flows upstream and stops at a specific node.

Since then, all the false warmth no longer exists, and they have completely become enemies tormenting each other.

The mottled dreamland uncovered a corner of the cloud, and Yu Bai quietly looked at Zhao Jun in front of him, rubbing the broken porcelain that was habitually put in his sleeve.

How true and how false are your promises and confessions?Are you really going to send me away?That being the case, who destroyed that document and token?

He finally put away the broken porcelain: "Okay, then give me the exit token and identity documents, and we will owe nothing from now on."

Seeing the unconcealable despair in Zhao Jun's eyes, he thought it was my generosity, and didn't put a slap on your throat: "Also, apply some medicine for me, I can't reach it."

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An hour later.

Yu Bai stood in front of the gate of Qian'an Palace, looking at the palace gate that was closed as tightly as before at this time, feeling heavy in his heart.

Zhao Jun fell ill.

Just now, blood overflowed from the corner of his lips, and he fell down with a pale face——so hurriedly that Yu Bai didn't have time to call his name.The moment he fell down, Yu Bai's heart, which had been surrounded by fog, was suddenly brightly lit.

He put on his outer robe, and walked slowly towards Yannan Pavilion along the familiar palace road, when the busy palace people around saw him, even though they had doubts on their faces, they all saluted and greeted him.

Yu Bai seemed unaware of all of this.

Did the three days when Zhao Jun didn't see him behind closed doors in the past because the golden cicada in his body had an attack?Zhao Jun has been in a coma for three days in a row, is it possible that he woke up deliberately in order to destroy the documents?To take a step back, if he doesn't want to let him go, he just won't let him go, so why use such clumsy means?In the past, he was full of resentment and refused to think about it, let alone excuse Zhao Jun, but now when he thinks about it carefully, there is a lot of doubt in it.

He suddenly felt that he had been missing something important all along.

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It will be three days before Zhao Jun wakes up. In these three days, he can recall the past well.However, Yu Bai did not expect that it would not take that long to get the answer.

That night, he saw Zhao Jun in his dream.

Moreover, it was Zhao Jun who came from Maple Leaf Villa in the first year of Mingde, six years later.

Although it was expected, the encounter at this time was really a little unprepared.Yu Bai stared at the face that he hadn't seen for a long time, and couldn't help but compare him with the current Zhao Jun before and after, and came to the conclusion that time really is not forgiving.

As a conscience discovery for leaving without saying goodbye, he preemptively said: "You are here."

"...um." Zhao Jun's throat rolled, and he said softly, "You... are you okay?"

Yu Bai shrugged: "It's okay, you are still as difficult to serve as before."

Now Yu Bai——Zhao Jun relieved himself a little, but couldn't help but remind him: "You know, there were a lot of things in the court at that time, and I always had a bad temper It's not all because of you. In fact, when facing you, it's more... Severe, sometimes I just want to talk to you, you can be a little, a little gentler."

He swallowed the phrase "don't just swear words in different ways".

——To be honest, I really didn’t know who was torturing whom during those days.

Yu Bai nodded thoughtfully: "So you want a docile and obedient doll."

"No, no, no!" Zhao Jun almost choked on his own saliva, and hurriedly corrected, "I'm just...uh, just...that's it, Ah Bai, no one likes people who are always against themselves, right? Although I am Emperor, but this aspect is the same."

Zhao Jun observed Yu Bai's expression, and added cautiously: "If you really can't bear it, when you beat me... Uh, try not to hit me in the face, I still have to go to court."

——In the past, he had no choice but to go to the court with the injury from the paperweight on his forehead. He almost became a monkey watched by the ministers, and he was almost about to be recorded by the official historian as "famous through the ages".

Yu Bai tilted his head and stared at Zhao Jun's expression, as if he saw the rebellious wild dog he raised in the past stopped when he was wandering arrogantly in the mountains and forests, and lay down at his feet, stretching his black head to let him touch.

He said lightly: "Do you know what I saw?"

Zhao Jun was stunned: "What... what?"

Yu Bai smiled lazily: "I saw that enamel vase in your bedroom today, and I almost smashed it with an itchy hand."

——That vase is the posthumous work of Master Mingshui from the previous dynasty. After it was smashed by Yu Bai, he felt sorry for the broken porcelain pieces for half a night.

Hearing a bit of relief and joking from these words, Zhao Jun said generously, "If you like it, you can do whatever you want when you come back."

Wait——he suddenly stopped, with a searching and nervous expression on his face: "You...you went to my bedroom?"

Yu Bai spread his hands, describing his innocence: "Yeah, don't you remember?"

What did you do in my dormitory——a drop of sweat slid from Zhao Jun's forehead, lonely and widowed, what can you do on a soft bed in the dormitory?According to my old style, it is very likely that the two are in love with each other, and the possibility of the overlord taking the bow accounted for 90.00%.

Once again, he had a strong desire to slap his past self.

Yu Bai left without saying goodbye for many days. While he was trying his best to appease the careless little ancestor at home, he begged Hua Jianming to cast a spell bitterly. He met someone in a dream, but he hadn't caught up yet. Well, that bastard over there came to make things difficult for him again.What's the matter, isn't it your daughter-in-law who is co-chasing?

The author says:

Happy Mid-Autumn Festival, Jiumi~