After I died, the sickly prince turned black

You Ziqing ignored Zhao Zhen, but listened to the movement outside with his ears up.

After waiting for a while, I didn't hear the thunder again. Just as I was about to breathe a sigh of relief, there was another clatter of thunder.

There was lightning and thunder, but in the blink of an eye, the rain that had just stopped for a long time began to fall again.And it was even more violent than the previous one. Accompanied by the whining wind, ghosts crying and wolves howling, it was very frightening.

Zhao Zhen saw his reaction in his eyes, and when he saw that he was silent, he deliberately said: "Can't you? Then I'll go to the side hall to sleep."

After finishing speaking, he turned around, and You Ziqing grabbed his sleeve.

"Stay here." You Ziqing said, feeling deeply awkward, without looking at Zhao Zhen's expression, lay down on his own, and let the outside out.

"Okay." Zhao Zhen lay down and hugged You Ziqing, who was awkwardly turning his back, into his arms: "I'll hold you, so that I won't be afraid of thunder."

You Ziqing didn't suffer from insomnia because of being hugged by Zhao Zhen, he was so sleepy that he didn't have time to think too much, so he fell asleep on the pillow.

The thunder outside the house was louder than before, accompanied by lightning, as if wishing to split the world in half.

In order to prevent You Ziqing from being startled into sleepwalking again, Zhao Zhen got up quietly and found two balls of cotton to stuff in his ears.

After making sure that You Ziqing showed no sign of being disturbed, she lay down again and fell asleep with her in her arms.

However, Zhao Zhen, who was already in a deep sleep, didn't know that You Ziqing actually slept very restlessly, as if he was in a nightmare, his brows were wrinkled and his teeth were clenched.After a while, a layer of crystal clear sweat appeared on his forehead.

"No, don't...don't drink...don't drink..."

Zhao Zhen was awakened by You Ziqing's sobs.

When I got up, I saw You Ziqing's face was full of tears and sweat, and I was startled by the sharp heaving of his chest. Only after hearing the intermittent babbling did I know that the other party was dreaming.

Hearing the desperate babbling, Zhao Zhen felt a pain in his heart, and hurriedly pushed You Ziqing's shoulder, but seeing that there was no response, thinking that his ears were still stuffed with cotton, he hurriedly took it out.

"Ziqing, Ziqing, wake up! Wake up, Ziqing, Ziqing!"

When You Ziqing was pushed awake, staring straight at a pair of teary eyes, seeing Zhao Zhen in front of him clearly, he rushed over and hugged him tightly.

"Don't drink, Zhao Zhen, don't drink, please don't drink, I was wrong, I was wrong!"

You Ziqing hugged Zhao Zhen's neck tightly, sobbing and suddenly burst into tears.The crying sound was so grief-stricken that it made people's hearts ruthlessly seized.

Hearing the cry, feeling the remorse and despair of the person in his arms, Zhao Zhen's eye circles also turned red.

"Ziqing, don't cry, be good, it's alright, I'm alright, I didn't drink, we're all fine, we'll be fine!"

Zhao Zhen rubbed the back of You Ziqing's head with his palm: "It's all over, it's my fault, I shouldn't treat you like that, it's my fault, Ziqing... don't cry."

Zhao Zhen comforted her for a long time before You Ziqing woke up from the despair of the nightmare.

"Is it better?" Zhao Zhen wanted to push You Ziqing away to have a look at his face, but just after pushing a little, You Ziqing hugged him tightly.

Thinking that his mood hadn't calmed down, he patted his back to comfort him, but when he turned his head and saw the red ears of the other party, Zhao Zhen understood it instantly, it was distressing and funny at the same time.

The more you look at that ear, the cuter it becomes. Zhao Zhen couldn't help it, and kissed it.

Almost at the moment of touching, You Ziqing froze suddenly.

Zhao Zhen's smile instantly froze on his face.

You Ziqing quickly adjusted her mood, slowly loosened Zhao Zhen's hand, and retreated from his arms indifferently, without even looking at Zhao Zhen, she lay down silently, turned over and closed her back to Zhao Zhen eyes.

How embarrassing the heart is, how calm the face is.

It took Zhao Zhen a while to lie down again, hesitating, but still held him in his arms.

"Ziqing, you are so afraid of me..." Zhao Zhen paused, then sighed, "Are you planning to make me a widow after marriage?"

You Ziqing: "??"

"You can't be a heartless man?" Zhao Zhen rested his forehead on You Ziqing's shoulder: "I don't want to become a yellow-faced man who keeps his vacant house alone as soon as he gets married."

You Ziqing: "..."

Seeing that You Ziqing was silent, Zhao Zhen sighed, "Go to sleep."

Zhao Zhen stood up on his elbows, and just looked at You Ziqing, who was motionless with his eyes closed, and his eyes carefully painted his eyebrows and eyes, just like countless times before. inside.

After a long while, listening to You Ziqing's long breathing, making sure that he had fallen asleep again, Zhao Zhen turned over and sat up, lifted the quilt to the ground, and walked out of the room soundlessly.

Under the long and quiet verandah, Zhao Zhen looked up at the night sky, and when the crescent moon came into his eyes, he was fascinated.

Hu Chang took the cloak and put it on Zhao Zhen: "Your Highness..."

"Hu Chang, tell me, can this waning moon be round?" Zhao Zhen's voice was hoarse.

"Your Highness, could it be that you are confused? Of course the crescent moon can be round, and it is at its roundest on the 56th day of every month."

After Hu Chang finished speaking, he realized that he had accidentally overstepped, and hurriedly bowed his head.

Zhao Zhen didn't look at him, but just silently stared at the moon in a daze.

Hu Chang looked uncomfortable and asked, "But the young master remembers the past and refuses to forgive His Highness?"

"He..." Zhao Zhen smiled and shook his head: "He never held grudges, but also..."

I just sigh that good fortune tricks people, so that two people can be reborn with memories, but if one of them doesn't have the memory of the previous life, it won't be the situation like it is now.

"When I was in the hunting ground, I deliberately dragged him into the trap together. At that time, I thought, with this big handle, I can have an excuse to lock him firmly by my side, whether I like it or not, He can only be my person, even if he hates me because of it, it doesn't matter."

Zhao Zhen smiled with red eye circles: "I want to possess him and torture him, so that his body and mind can only be branded with my Zhao Zhen, even if it's just hatred!"

"Your Highness..." Hu Chang wiped the wet corners of his eyes, and persuaded with a choked voice, "Your Highness, your illness has just recovered, so don't think about the past, son, son, he will come around the corner, he has His Highness in his heart Yes!"

Zhao Zhen shook his head: "Love or hate, but Huang Liang has a dream, and I was trapped in this dream, hurting him deeply, but never thought that he was also trapped in this dream and struggling hard, He still wanted to save me from the abyss, but I dragged him into the abyss."

"It's not too late for Your Highness to figure it out now, as long as you sincerely ask for forgiveness, young master, he will..."

"Do you know?" Zhao Zhen smiled uglier than crying: "He doesn't hate me, but he's afraid of me. He's stiff when I touch him, or he'll tremble. Is there even a trace of You Ziqing?"

Hu Chang sighed, and handed over the handkerchief: "Your Highness, wipe it off."

The tears in Zhao Zhenhan's eyes finally rolled down: "Mr. Wu said that he is depressed, and there is no trace of life in his eyes. He is like a walking dead. He lives by instinct. If this continues, he will die soon. , as long as three to five years, as short as a year and a half."

When Hu Chang heard this, he raised his head in shock, but Zhao Zhen had already turned around, and walked towards the veranda dejectedly.

Neither the master nor the servant noticed, and You Ziqing hid in a dark corner behind them, listening to Zhao Zhen's word for word.