Nine thousand years old [rebirth]

It's just that Xue Shu didn't expect that day to come so soon.

Yin Chengyu's body was injured when he was in the imperial mausoleum in his early years, and he was assassinated several times later, and his health continued to deteriorate.He had only been on the throne for three years, but he ran out of fuel and became terminally ill.He ran around, looking for famous doctors and medicines from all over the world, but he still couldn't cure him.

The group of quack doctors always just sighed and said: the minister is incompetent.

It seemed that apart from this sentence, they would never say anything else.

Xue Shu refused to believe in fate.

He fought for his life with Hades, trying to keep people by his side.

But Yin Chengyu was like the quicksand he clutched desperately in his hand, the tighter he gripped it, the faster it would be lost.

He could only watch helplessly as Yin Chengyu became weaker and thinner, his originally fair skin could hardly see any blood color, and even protruding blue blood vessels could be seen on his exposed neck.When lying on the wide dragon bed, it only occupies a small space, like a fragile glazed doll.

He is neither light nor heavy.I can't bear it, I can't stay.

In the emperor's bedroom, the smell of medicine lingers all day long.

Yin Chengyu could always drink the dark and bitter soup sent by the imperial physician without changing his face.For such a pale and fragile person, his bones are harder than anyone else.

He worked hard to live, but never feared death.

Even in the last days, he calmly and calmly arranged Yin Chengyue's retreat properly.

But Xue Shu had already known his end and was ready to be buried.

He is the biggest threat to Yin Chengyue's throne.If Yin Chengyu couldn't survive, he had to die too.

pretty good.

In the past, Yin Chengyu would scold him for disobedience when he was angry, but this time, he let him go.This short period of time was something he managed to earn, and now being able to go to Huangquan together is a happy ending.

He never wanted to live alone.

But how cruel is Yin Chengyu?Life is different, and he is even refused to give him the chance to share the same acupuncture point after death.

Because of his last words, Yin Chengyue and Dayan Jiangshan both weighed heavily on his shoulders.

He wanted to follow her away, but he was afraid that he would be disappointed when Huang Quan and Bi Luo met each other.

The old man dies forever, and the past becomes ashes.There is no turning back from him.A traveler with nowhere to return has to bear the expectations and entrustments of the dead and move on.

After that, life and death, honor and disgrace are no longer related to him.

……

Xue Shu broke free from the great mourning, and stared blankly at the ceiling above his head, his eyes scattered and unfocused.

After lying quietly for a long time, he finally moved.

Regardless of the pain from the wound on his back, he got off the couch and searched aimlessly in the tent.

There is no mirror in the tent, only a basin of water.

He stood by the basin, looking down at the reflection in the water.

The face reflected in the water is youthful and immature, unscathed.Only one pair of eyes is dark and opaque, full of wind and snow.

He watched silently for a long time, past and present lives whizzing past in his mind, and finally the wind and snow stopped, and everything returned to silence, frozen on that unforgettable face.

Such youthful freshness was something he longed for day and night in the next five years but could never see again.

Xue Shu closed his eyes and recalled the coldness of the ice coffin in the underground palace.Such a bone-piercing coldness, cold into the heart, is unforgettable forever.

Afraid of the cold, he closed his clothes and reached out to touch the water.

The surface of the water swayed, the ripples swayed, and the face projected on it became blurred.

Xue Shu looked at it for a moment, and suddenly a great fear arose in his heart, fearing that all of this is just his crazy imagination.

He desperately wanted to see Yin Chengyu and confirm the authenticity of everything before him.

He didn't even put on his coat, so he hurried out.The little boy who was on guard at night was awakened, and hurried forward to stop him, but he was pinned in place with one sentence: "Shut up, don't call anyone."

The little boy looked at him in fear, and then backed away.

Before going out, Xue Shu caught a glimpse of the medicine box put aside by the boy, which was filled with medicines for his injuries.

He stopped and rummaged in front of the medicine box for a while, and when he found what he wanted, he strode out.

It was already the third watch, and even the soldiers who rushed to search for the wounded had rested.In the entire camp, except for a few bonfires that burned to the end, only the patrolling soldiers hadn't rested yet.

Xue Shu avoided the patrolling soldiers and found Yin Chengyu's main tent.

He hibernates in the darkness, makes noise to lure away the guards on duty at the door, and sneaks in quietly.

There was only a young eunuch who was on duty at night in the main account, and he was already sleeping on the Luohan couch.Xue Shu approached quietly, and pressed his fingers on the veins of his neck for a moment, and the little eunuch passed out.

He stopped for a moment, before approaching the bed behind the screen step by step.

The person on the bed was soundly asleep.

When Xue Shu stood by the couch, he still didn't notice anything.His sleeping posture was very upright, with his hands folded on his abdomen, his long hair loosened and spread out on the pillow, making his cheeks sharp and small.

If all human beings in the world were created by Nuwa, then he must be the one whom Nuwa loves the most.

Xue Shu looked at him greedily, his gaze lingered from his trembling eyelashes to his plump and plump lips.

There is no place that is not fresh.

His eyes were sore, and his fingers trembled and touched his cheek lightly.When she felt the warm body temperature, she finally couldn't hold back anymore, buried her face in his neck, greedily absorbing his scent.

The sleeping person seemed to be aware of something, his brows were slightly frowned, and his eyes rolled under his thin eyelids, as if he was about to wake up the next moment.

Xue Shu raised his head and looked at him for a long time with unrecognizable eyes. Finally, before he woke up, he covered his face with the veil he found in the medicine box.

This veil has been soaked in Mabosan, the medicinal power is not strong, but it is enough to make people continue to fall into lethargy.

The trembling eyelashes calmed down again, and Yin Chengyu fell asleep peacefully, breathing deeply.

Xue Shu put away the handkerchief, took off his shoes and got on the couch, made him face to face with him, and hugged him tightly in his arms.

He unscrupulously vented his thoughts.

From his tightly closed eyes, straight bridge of the nose, to his plump lips...everything was not missed.

He kissed fiercely and presumptuously, but was careful not to leave any traces.

It's been five years, and Huang Liang's dream is only a moment in this world.For others, it may just be a long dream, and when I wake up from the dream, there is an additional unpleasant memory.

But as far as he is concerned, he has spent his whole life trapped in a dream, exhausted of love and hatred.

He and Yin Chengyu had been separated for five years.

During those five years, he lived in torment every day, and no one could complain about the hardships.

He followed Yin Chengyu's edict, assisted the young emperor, opened up the territory, and created the prosperous age of Yan.

He does not form a party, does not pursue personal interests, and does not fight for power or profit.

From a treacherous villain with bloody hands to a highly praised loyal minister.He restrained his biting teeth and lived according to Yin Chengyu's expectation.

Everyone said that he had changed, that the first emperor had a vicious gaze, and he was right about the wrong person.

No one ever knew that after Yin Chengyu left, he couldn't sleep at night, and his thoughts became crazy.

He didn't believe in gods and Buddhas before, but after Yin Chengyu left, he could only find a moment of peace when he recited the mantra of passing away.

He searched for Buddha and asked about it, built a large number of Buddhist temples and Taoist temples, and summoned eminent monks from all over the world to chant scriptures and pray for Yin Chengyu.

But never dare to look forward to the afterlife.

When the body dies and the soul dies, how can there be an afterlife?

Can only linger on the memory.

Yin Chengyue once scolded him angrily, saying that he had gone crazy.

Actually there is nothing wrong.

It's easier to be crazy than to be sane, and better than to have to tell yourself every moment that that person is gone.

That feeling is so painful.

It's like cutting out a piece of flesh from my heart.

Just remembering, Xue Shu's body trembled slightly in pain.

He hugged Yin Chengyu tightly, panting like a dehydrated fish, desperately trying to draw warmth from him.He held Yin Chengyu's hand tightly, put his fingers in his mouth, and ground his teeth restrainedly.

His body was trembling.

Every wailing soul was clamoring to possess him, to possess him as before.

Swallowing his flesh and blood fiercely into his belly, and combining them into one, he would no longer suffer the pain of loss.

However, in the end, he didn't even leave the slightest trace on Yin Chengyu's body.

He hugged and kissed her for a long time.It wasn't until there was a little light outside that he stood up with calm eyes.

Gently wiped off the water stains on his face and hands, tidied up the messy hair, adjusted the sleeping position to the original, and covered the brocade quilt.

Everything is the same as before.

In the end, he bent down and put his forehead against Yin Chengyu's forehead, and after a long time, he got up and left.

Xue Shu didn't return after going out for a long time, and the little boy guarding the tent was already running around in a hurry.

Finally looking forward to his return, she rushed forward eagerly, but was deterred by his gloomy expression, stopped in fear, and looked at him hesitantly.

Xue Shu glanced at him with a gloomy expression: "Don't mention what should not be mentioned about tonight's matter."

The little boy nods his head, yes.

Seeing that the gauze on his back was soaked red again, he held back his fear and said, "The wound on the prison officer's back may burst open, I need to change the dressing and bandage it again..." Probably because he was afraid that Xue Shu would not agree, he hurried out again. The prince said: "His Royal Highness specially explained that we must take good care of the supervisor, and there must be no mistakes."

Xue Shu's footsteps were fixed, and the frost and snow in his eyes melted, revealing a little tenderness.

He looked at Xiao Tong, and his tone softened: "Go get the medicine." After a pause, he said: "Find another mirror."

The little boy didn't know what he wanted the mirror for, and he didn't dare to ask, so he searched around and found a bronze mirror.

Xue Shu sat at the table, and Xiaotong helped him treat the open wound behind him.

The bronze mirror stood in front of Xue Shu.

Xue Shu looked at the mirror, and the people in the mirror also looked at him.

All of them looked gloomy.

He stared at the mirror for a while before trying to adjust his expression.

At this age, deep wrinkles have not yet been formed between his brows, his habitually frowned brows are relaxed, and the wind and snow in his eyes have disappeared, and he is no different from before.

He slowly pursed his lips, and the young man in the mirror was full of heroic spirit, which seemed to be Yin Chengyu's favorite appearance.

The little boy reapplied the medicine and changed the bandage for him, then retreated.

Xue Shu practiced in front of the mirror for a long time, and finally got rid of the shadow of his previous life.

He pulled out the green jade ring from his lapel, rubbed it with his fingertips for a while, then bowed his head and kissed it.

Whatever your Highness likes him to be, that's what he looks like.

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Gougou: I have any look that Your Highness likes.