The daily life of a bereaved salted fish

Jiang Wu did not take the initiative.

Ever since he started to be a human being, many of the things he possessed were actually forced upon him by others.

None are really wanted.

Yin Wuzhi's face was still bruised, and there were blood stains at the corners of his mouth and eyes.

Because of the close distance, Yin Wuzhi could clearly see the cracks in the corners of his mouth and eyes: "Is it so difficult for you to take the initiative to kiss me?"

Not difficult.

But Jiang Wu didn't know if this was what he wanted.

"Kiss me, Jiang Wu, kiss me."

Pale lips opened and closed in front of him, Yin Wuzhi tightened his arms around his waist, held the back of his head, breath sprayed on his face, his voice tended to be hoarse: "Kiss me, Jiang Wu, you are going to die , how about satisfying me."

His eyes were tearing apart: "I like you so much and treat you so well, you don't even take the initiative to kiss me..."

The thick eyelashes drooped, and Jiang Wu raised his jaw slightly.

Lips touch.

There was a wind blowing outside the tree hole, and the branches and leaves in the deep forest rubbed against each other, rustling, and the rustling sound of small animals scurrying through the vegetation was heard intermittently.

Yin Wuzhi's steamy eyes trembled for a few breaths, then he hugged Jiang Wu tightly and deepened the kiss deeply.

The dead leaves rotting inside the tree hollow invaded the sense of smell.

Yin Wuzhi's lips were filled with the smell of fresh sweet fruit.

Without anyone's request, Jiang Wu slowly raised his hand, wrapping his arms around Yin Wuzhi's back lightly.

A hot kiss landed on the small mole on his shoulder, Yin Wuzhi tilted his head and kissed his earlobe, then held him in his arms restrainedly, Jiang Wu grabbed the corner of his clothes and let his kiss fall on his forehead Standing on top of him, he heard him shout: "Jiang Wu."

"Ah."

Yin Wuzhi said, "I like you."

"Ah."

"It's not the former Jiang Wu, not the faint king you said. I like you and have nothing to do with him."

Jiang Wudao: "My name belongs to someone else, and so does my body. I have nothing."

"You are you, and I like that you have nothing and nothing, and I like that you are lazy and lazy. The other person you mentioned, whether he is honest and diligent, or stupid, has nothing to do with me."

"Your name was given by him."

Yin Wuzhi was stunned for a moment: "What?"

"He taught you Mandarin and gave you a name. You said you would be with him forever. You worked so hard just to be worthy of him. Yin Wuzhi, you like me for no reason, but because of him I was nice to you before." Jiang Wu said sadly, "Because he was nice to you and you liked him, so even though I was just a lonely ghost, just because I took up his body, I still let you never forget it."

"what are you saying."

Jiang Wu raised his face and said slowly: "Did you ever say that you will be with him forever?"

"Why would I say that."

Jiang Wu: "."

Jiang Wu already knew it well, so he didn't have any hope for his answer, but he didn't expect Yin Wuzhi to lie to him.

He pushed the other side, the movement was so light that it could be ignored, Yin Wuzhi continued to hug him, frowned and said: "Why do you know this?"

"The fragrance of the old man." Jiang Wu said: "I have seen everything in Jiang Wu's body. You have liked him since you were very young."

Yin Wuzhi looked at him.

Jiang Wudao: "You actually don't want to admit it?"

"I do not know what you're talking about."

Jiang Wu: "."

He doesn't like arguing with people, especially arguing about things that have been decided, because the result will not change because of who wins the battle.Since he had already seen it from Yuanshen's memory, it has nothing to do with him whether Yin Wuzhi admits it or not.

He was too lazy to be angry, and he was too lazy to correct.

However, Sangpi never expected that Yin Wuzhi would be such a person.

Yin Wuzhi sensed his emotions, reached out and cupped his face, saying, "I lost my memory."

Jiang Wu: "."

He didn't want to talk to Yin Wuzhi anymore, he would feel tired listening to his lies.

"I really don't remember anything. I didn't even know what 'Jiang Wu' looked like before you announced me into the palace."

Jiang Wu: "Liar."

Yin Wuzhi could even tell such a lie.

His eyes were as mournful as his expression, Yin Wuzhi said: "I'm serious, my mother also mentioned to me about the Fourth Highness teaching me Mandarin, but I really don't have the slightest impression."

"I don't want to talk to you."

"Jiang Wu."

"My name is not Jiang Wu."

"..." He looked even more depressed than before.Yin Wuzhi pressed his forehead and said, "Then what's your name?"

Funeral batch: "."

"You don't have a name." Yin Wuzhi said, "I'll get one for you."

"Yes." He didn't want the liar to give him a name.

"Then what's your name?"

"grandfather."

Yin Wuzhi: "...Ancestor, ancestor, can you?"

"Don't talk to your ancestors."

"Can you believe me, I really don't remember what Jiang Wu was like before, the only Jiang Wu in my memory is you, the first time I saw you was in the palace, it was raining that day, you were sitting on a chair , I use myself to redeem Chen Ziyan..."

"Don't talk to me anymore." He was getting more and more depressed, and his voice was almost too weak to hear.But Yin Wuzhi refused to let him go: "You think I'm lying on purpose, you think I don't care about the person I liked before because I like you? You're just slandering me."

Jiang Wu didn't expect that he could even know this kind of thoughts, he opened another eye to look at Yin Wuzhi, who looked aggrieved, and said: "I have never liked anyone except you, if you are because of such a ridiculous reason Reject me, I will never agree."

"Yin Wu..." Yin Wuzhi blocked his lips. If it wasn't because it was in the tree hole, he would definitely let Jiang Wu taste the taste of slandering others, but not now.

He held back, let go of Jiang Wu, and said, "Do you not want to be with me because you think I like the original Jiang Wu?"

Jiang Wu was slightly gasped by his kiss.

Yin Wuzhi is very good at timing now, and every time he let go of his relative when he was half dead, as if he could go to heaven with a quick kick, but he just couldn't go up, so the party leader reached out and grabbed him by his chest With long hair in front of him, that little strength is not enough to pose a threat to Yin Wuzhi, he continued to ask: "Is that so?"

Funeral batch: "Sleepy."

"Sleep after talking."

Jiang Wu leaned his face against his arms, "Guo."

Yin Wuzhi picked up a new fruit and handed it to his mouth, Sangpi opened his mouth, and his teeth made a mark on it.

he:"."

Yin Wuzhi bit off the skin and brought it to his mouth, only then did Sangpi gnaw slowly like a hamster.

This fruit is a bit crunchy, which means it takes a lot of effort to bite. Sangpi eats very slowly. His teeth gnaw a little bit of the fruit, swallow it, gnaw a little more, and swallow it again. After half a quarter of an hour, he barely catches up with Yin. Wuzhi eats in one bite.

Then I got tired of eating and stopped moving.

Yin Wuzhi said: "Can we make it clear now?"

Sangpi was really sleepy, Yin Wuzhi asked a few times, but he didn't move, and when he looked closer, he found that he had fallen asleep.

"Jiang Wu." He said with some uncertainty, "Are you here, are you jealous?"

Because it was in the deep forest, Yin Wuzhi didn't dare to sleep too deeply.In the middle of the night, he was suddenly awakened by the sound of swords clashing.The mountain rain repeated, and it began to rain again. Yin Wuzhi looked at the sleeping Jiang Wu. He wanted to leave him here alone, but he was worried about what to do if others found out, but if he carried him behind his back, he wouldn't let him go. It's good to check the movement ahead.

Taking him or not taking him seems to be risky, Yin Wuzhi can only choose to stay by his side in the end.

The sound of swords and swords became louder and closer at the same time, and the torch flickered past in front of it, illuminating the fine raindrops floating in the air.

He soon realized that it was Zhao Cheng and his father.

King Dingnan shouted: "Where is Your Majesty?!"

They finally came around!

Yin Wuzhi held Jiang Wu's shoulders for a long while, then suddenly picked him up, jumped out, and had just walked less than ten feet, when he heard the sound of a flute and the sound of shuffling in his ears, he stopped suddenly, In the dark forest, countless poisonous snakes poked their heads from behind the trees, Yin Wuzhi turned around and looked around, and the circle under his feet was surrounded by dense snakes and insects.

Jiang Wu opened his eyes and followed his line of sight to look forward.

The rain was getting thicker and thicker, and the hair of the two of them was soon wet. On the top of the tree in front of them, a flute player stood tall.

Tsing Yi with silver hair, a small red glazed lamp hanging on his waist, and a face that is too young, but still water flows deep, without waves.

"Master Zhao Guo, Ku Yin."

"So the little general recognizes me." He put away the flute and said with a smile: "Little general, leave your Majesty behind, and I will let you live."

Zhao Guoguo's master Yan Youshu, it is said that the real age is over a hundred, Yin Wuzhi supported Jiang Wu on his body, and frowned: "What do you want?"

"His Highness the Crown Prince wants to welcome his mother home. As a courtier, you must try your best to meet his needs." Ku Yin said: "Little General, it seems that my old man has traveled thousands of miles to come here, so I hope it will be convenient for you."

"Don't think about it."

"Why are you so stubborn." He spun the flute and said, "You and I have a very close friendship. I swear in the name of the national teacher that I will never hurt him at all."

"Who has friendship with you."

The national teacher raised his eyebrows, smiled again, and said: "The little general really forgot."

He met Jiang Wu's glazed eyes, and the funeral batch slowly slid off Yin Wuzhi's body. Yin Wuzhi immediately turned to look at him, and said, "Your Majesty."

"Didn't you agree to let me die?"

Yin Wuzhi said: "Then you can't die at the mouth of these poisonous insects."

"He said he wouldn't kill me."

"Who knows if he can be trusted."

"I trust him."

Yin Wuzhi looked suspicious: "Do you trust him, Master Zhao Guo?"

"I've seen him."

"You can't even meet him..." Yin Wuzhi paused slightly, and said, "What?" When did Jiang Wu leave Guanjing?

Jiang Wu turned his face to look at Ku Yin, and said seriously, "I saw him when I was a ghost."

Ku Yin carried the flute behind his back. He was as light as a swallow, falling from one branch to another. It was hard to imagine that there would be such a person with such outstanding lightness skills in the world. Yin Wuzhi immediately protected Jiang Wu behind him, looking vigilant.

Lowering his voice, he said, "Even if you were a ghost, you would never have seen him. He should have died by then."

Jiang Wu: "."

Although Yin Wuzhi was right, Jiang Wu did remember this face. ,

"It's a great honor to be remembered by His Majesty." Dry Silver quickly landed on the lowest branch. He was clearly looking down at Jiang Wu, but he didn't show any arrogance at all.

Perhaps it is because of this that he can live so long.

Jiang Wu also told Yin Wuzhi in a low voice: "In the past, there were always Taoist priests who wanted to send me to reincarnate, but they couldn't send me away. Then there was a Taoist priest who invited out the patriarch who was said to have lived for thousands of years. It looks like this."

Yin Wuzhi was already confused: "How is this possible."

Jiang Wudao: "You don't believe me."

"It's not that I don't believe it, it's just..."

"I found it." Zhao Cheng's voice came suddenly, he stood in front of them, looked directly at the two, raised his eyebrows and said, "The national teacher has a way."

Kuyin's brows were indifferent, and he couldn't tell what he was thinking.

"Come here, take them into custody."

"Don't resist." Ku Yin said, "The little general has worked so hard to come to this life, so he probably doesn't want to die so early."

Yin Wuzhi held the sleeve arrow in his hand, his murderous intentions restrained.

Jiang Wu lowered his eyes and took Yin Wuzhi's hand.

He had really seen Kuyin, not a fake.

Since Ku Yin could live for so long, it must be true what he said now.

Those temples, those soul-calling banners, and the bright red blood mole are all proof that Yin Wuzhi is insane.

It turns out that this life was really obtained by Yin Wuzhi through hard work.

It's a pity that it was ruined by the funeral batch.

A short arrow was handed to him, Yin Wuzhi turned to look at him, and said, "I'll be with you."

He asked Jiang Wu to take this thing in case of emergency.

When the sky was bright, King Dingnan led his soldiers and waited at the intersection with a dark face. The chariot of the Empress Dowager arrived and was helped down calmly.

Zhao Cheng subconsciously looked at the man beside him: "National Teacher..."

The other party said: "We also came here with sincerity."

In fact, the moment he saw him, Zhao Cheng felt reassured. Although this national teacher looked young, he was mysterious and unpredictable, and his skills were amazing. Even the late emperor and his father respected him a little. In the past, he basically didn't go out, but now he is willing to come to accompany him to pick up his mother in person, Zhao Cheng is somewhat flattered in his heart.

Yao Ji came in a prison car, she got out of the car, looked at Zhao Cheng from a distance, and then her eyes were glued to Jiang Wu.

This place happened to be the entrance of the canyon, and it was actually very difficult for the two sides to use it here. If it wasn't because Jiang Wu was in Zhao Cheng's hands, Xia Guo would definitely not allow them to be so presumptuous in their own territory.

Yao Ji's long hair was disheveled. She was wearing shackles and walked slowly towards her family. Zhao Cheng couldn't help but stepped forward, but someone beside her said coldly, "Your Highness."

He stopped and stepped back restrainedly.

Jiang Wu took Yin Wuzhi's hand, probably for the first time, he was leading Yin Wuzhi forward.

"His Majesty."

Jiang Wu stopped in front of Yao Ji and looked straight at her.

Mist appeared in Yao Ji's eyes: "Wu'er, you come home with me, okay, after you go back, mother will have a way for you to forget everything here, let's go back to Zhao country and live a real life."

The corners of Zhao Cheng's eyes turned red.He knew that Jiang Wu was the only one in his mother's heart. Even though he knew that this child was indeed born to his mother, and that he had been with his mother the longest, it was only natural that his mother would favor him, but he still couldn't help being jealous.

Obviously he should have both parents and have a complete and beautiful childhood, but because of the ambition of a superior, he has to be separated from his biological mother for so many years.

"Wu'er..." Yao Ji choked up and said, "I really just want to take you home, I use you, and I just want to take you home."

Yin Wuzhi held Jiang Wu's hand tightly, King Dingnan coughed lightly, and said from afar, "Yin Wuzhi."

Yin Wuzhi had no choice but to let go of him and said, "I'll wait for you."

The Empress Dowager shouted: "Grandson, why are you still hesitating? Come to the imperial grandmother soon."

Empress Dowager Wen took a step forward and said bitterly: "Yao Ji, why are you pretending to be pitiful until now, Wu'er, don't be deceived by her sweet words anymore, your relatives are here."

Jiang Wu held the short arrow in his palm with a depressed expression.

He lowered his head, thinking to himself, let's do this first, anyway, he won't be able to die for the time being.

When passing by, one hand grabbed him, Yao Ji said: "Wu'er..."

Do not touch me.

A voice sounded in his head.

Jiang Wu turned around, and the short arrow in his hand showed a black arrow.

"!"

Swinging his wide sleeves, Yin Wuzhi, who was walking with his back to him, stopped and had been in and out of the battlefield all year round. He knew it was the sound of short arrows piercing the flesh.

He turned around slowly.

Bright red blood stained his eyes.

"Yin Wuzhi, I hate her." An angry voice rang in his ear, the voice said: "You help me, kill her."

He quietly looked at Jiang Wu's blood-stained hand.

Walk slowly over.

"Your Majesty." He supported Jiang Wu's body: "What's wrong with you?"

The arrowhead on Yao Ji's chest was black, and she knelt down limply, with a large stream of blood gushing from her throat.

Zhao Cheng was held tightly by Ku Yin and retreated. He hissed, "Jiang Wu, you lunatic, if you kill your mother, you will die too, you will die too—"

"Yin Wuzhi, you lunatic, if you killed my mother, Jiang Wu will die too—"

Yin Wuzhi caressed Jiang Wu's face, beside the drooping eyebrows, there was a bright red mole.

"Really, it always makes me sad like this."