Yuanzhong poultry

Even though the person in his arms resisted fiercely, Zhao Jun tightened his grip on Yu Bai's arms.

It seems that he regards this as an ordinary bedside quarrel between ordinary couples. As long as he spends a little time patiently, says some sweet words, and makes some distant promises, he and Yu Bai will be as close as before. .

But he knew it wasn't.

...they can never go back to the past.

Yu Bai was pressed against the head of the bed by him, unable to struggle, breathing tremblingly.Qi and blood surged in his chest, and finally spat out a mouthful of dirty blood, all of which fell on Zhao Jun's shoulder.

Reason slowly returned, and Zhao Jun's embrace gradually loosened.

He could clearly see the tear stains on Yu Bai's face, the blood-stained lips, the violently heaving chest, and the back of his hands with bruised veins.After a serious illness, he seemed to have lost some weight again, and the white silk pajamas were always a bit empty for him.

Surrounded by intricately carved decorations of Yannan Pavilion, such as cranes piercing the clouds, charming butterflies, and blooming peonies, every part reveals that this pavilion is a delicate golden house prepared by the emperor for his beloved canary.More than two years ago, the young man who had just entered the deep palace stood here, wearing gray old clothes, cold and withdrawn, like a burst of cold rain that was out of place in a beautiful spring night.

——Disregarding laws and regulations, licentious and immoral, unbearable to be the lord of the world.

——As you said, accompany me to set off fireworks, and you are not allowed to go back on your word.

——Why did Your Majesty spend so much time and find so many people to act in this play?Wouldn't it be nice to just pour a bowl of medicine down, let me forget everything, and keep it in your palm obediently?

The rain falls in early spring, and the cold rain knocks on the window in autumn. The present and the past overlap, and there seems to be no difference.

The only difference is that he has changed.

Zhao Jun subconsciously stretched out his hand, wanting to wipe the blood from Yu Bai's lips: "Ah Bai..."

Yu Bai yelled sharply: "Let go!"

"What else does Your Majesty want to do now? Do you continue to feed me medicine, make me forget the truth and be a plaything in your cage, and let everyone play with me, or imprison me in this Yannan Pavilion as usual, relying on me?" Your joys and sorrows, your alms and mercy to live?"

... Huang Liang had a dream, and now it's time to wake up.

Zhao Jun closed his eyes.

What can he justify?He was walking in a secret and hidden place, yearning for Yu Bai and power at the same time. He tried his best to plan, thinking that he had found the best answer, but Yu Bai had already seen thousands of loopholes in this big net.

But it was true that he held Yu Bai in his arms when he was in danger, and it was true that he felt panic, self-blame and remorse when he saw Yu Bai standing under the icy arrows and falling on him.

He killed brothers and brothers, blood stained countless hands, and finally got his retribution.

At this point, he really has nothing to say.

Yu Bai glanced over Zhao Jun, who was like a clay sculpture and wood carving, and muttered to himself: "I have been living in the lies you spun since I woke up. All the people in the palace are acting with me. I don't know that I am in their hearts , Who is it in your heart? Looking at it myself, I find it ridiculous..."

In the three seasons of spring, summer and autumn, more than half a year, more than 100 days and nights, countless moments that have left a tender memory in his heart——Yu Bai couldn't control the chills all over his body, but the anger in his heart was like fire burning.He grabbed his palm and forced himself to calm down.

Can't do it...he can't do it.

He once thought so seriously about growing old with this person in front of him, tangled and happy about how to bring Zhao Jun to his sister, and spread out the map full of expectations, looking for a place to live with Zhao Jun among thousands of miles of rivers and mountains. .Think about their present and plan for their future.

They spent the lingering spring days, the blazing summer days, embracing in the falling flowers, kissing in the long night, skin to skin, flesh and blood, doing the most intimate things in the world, and fantasizing about becoming his closest person.

He had been tempted so seriously, but in the end, it was a deception.

……

All sounds are silent.

Zhao Jun left.

Yu Bai stared at the direction where Zhao Jun left for a long time, sitting motionless, his sharp questioning and censure, as well as Zhao Jun's description emerged in his mind.

From the initial shock and anger and incoherent speech, to the appearance of madness and bewilderment, to the final hesitation and silence.

Zhao Jun seemed to want to say something, but in the end he couldn't say a complete sentence.He stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to wipe away his tears, or sip his blood—just like he used to do, but he coldly avoided him, and the outstretched hand froze in mid-air, Shinya No, not even retreat.

At that time, he smiled sarcastically, and suddenly a feeling of joy, sorrow and bewilderment mixed in his heart.

He heard Zhao Jun call him "Abai", again and again.Just like when they were lingering on rainy nights, in the Snappers, in spring and summer.

Finally he said: "I promise you, Abai. I will let you go."

……

After an unknown amount of time, a timid voice came from beside him: "My lord... just wipe your face."

At some point, Xieyi stood beside him, hesitated for a while, and carefully handed over a handkerchief.

"At the door...there is a man standing at the door, do you want to see him, Young Master?"

Yu Bai drooped his eyes, and only then realized that his eyes were sour and unspeakable, and he knew what kind of embarrassment he was in without a mirror.

He barely restrained the blood in his throat, knowing that the person Xinyi was talking about was Feng Shishi.

Zhao Jun lied to him from beginning to end, and Feng Shishi didn't give in too much.At this point, some accounts should be settled: "Let him in."

The author says:

This article is preparing to enter V in Chapter 6.16 on 48, and it will be 6000+ that day, thank you for your support all the time (//?//)