Wu Yu

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The hall fell into a deathly silence.

Chong Lu's gloomy expression froze, and he froze there.

There was a "boom" in his head, his eyes were astonished, and he didn't dare to look back. He opened his mouth, gnashing his teeth, "...Zhou Xi!"

"How do you..."

Without the ruthlessness just now, the obsession deep in Zhonglu's eyes was faltering, his expression suddenly collapsed, he turned his head sharply, and bumped into a pair of eyes full of hatred.

"I..." Chong Lu looked into those eyes, and his voice became hoarse for an instant, as if seeing Xiao Liu back then, his arrogance completely weakened, leaving only clumsy helplessness.

Why is this so? How could Xiao Liu be Zhou Xi? !

Over the years...

He didn't even notice the heavy killing, he had already forgotten to use "Zhen" to call himself.

"I'm not Zhou Xi, and you're not brother Zixiao." The sixth prince, Chongyang, revealed a hint of sarcasm in his flat eyes.

"I was rescued by the elder brother of the prince and raised in the Zhuangzi in the suburbs. I was able to grow up safely. The elder brother actually knew that it was you who pushed me into the lake."

"But..." Chongyang couldn't help but get excited when he looked at the person in front of him who was with him day and night.

"But none of us thought that you would be so cruel as to kill the royal father, let alone that you would put the royal brothers to death!"

"I really don't understand why that brother Zixiao who remembers that I love lotus flower cakes, even if his nose is bruised and his face is swollen, will bring me back... suddenly became like this!"

"So it's because everything is fake!"

"No—" Zhong Lu subconsciously took a step forward, as if wanting to save something, but immediately froze again.

It was he who provoked the relationship between Chongmiao and Chongyan, turning their brothers against each other. It was he who designed Chongsen to mistakenly believe that the prince killed Chongmori Chongmiao, and finally encircled and suppressed the prince and Qingqiu in the name of "eliminating harm".

"I set up the game..." Zhong Lu realized that he couldn't argue at all, so he muttered to himself in a daze.

It was as if someone hit him hard with a stick, and a crack was opened in the heart that had been slaughtered for many years, and a steady stream of sourness came out of it, flooding it.

In this hall, there is no one of him.

Chongyang looked at him quietly, and suddenly stretched out his hands towards him, just like wanting to hug him countless times when he was young...

"Brother Zixiao, hug~" Little Chongyang walked over waddlingly, like a little glutinous rice dumpling.

But now, this white face that is always full of haze has softened, overlapping with Xiao Liu in memory, "Brother Zixiao..."

Zhonglu knew it was dangerous, but this was Xiaoliu.

As if under a gu, he walked slowly towards Chongyang, and stretched out his arms to wrap his arms full.

"Puff——" the sound of the sharp blade piercing the flesh sounded, and Chong Lu was shocked in pain, but he didn't let go of his hand, but stepped back slightly, and looked carefully at Chong Yang's face.

The blood dazzled the bright yellow dragon robe, Chong Lu coughed out a mouthful of blood, but he smiled bitterly, "...Xiao Liu is not at all like when he was a child."

Otherwise, how could he not recognize it?

Not necessarily, at that time when he picked the eunuch who was close to him, he saw "Zhou Xi" at a glance, and looked at him with a white and pleasing look.

Chong Lu's eyes were bloodshot, his Xiao Liu didn't die, but became a personal eunuch who took care of his daily life, he was the one who killed Xiao Liu like this with his own hands.

Zhong Lu felt the dagger tremble slightly, sobbing in pain, his strength was slowly draining, looking back at this life, he didn't feel anything, it was mostly bitter.

The memory of his childhood was hazy, but now at the end of his life, he finally had a glimpse of the beauty for a moment.

Everything seemed to start when he learned that he was not the son of the late emperor, and the darkness bit by bit ate away at his conscience, turning him into a puppet controlled by selfish desires.

Perhaps since he pushed Xiaoliu down the lake, he has been hopeless.

Xiao Liu is usually afraid of the cold, and the icy lake makes Xiao Liu so afraid.

Chong Lu lowered his head, feeling dizzy and unable to stand still, he said softly, "Xiao Liu, I can only eat the lotus cake given by Brother Zixiao..."

It would be great if he was really the Fourth Prince.

Then he should be a very good emperor brother.

Chongyang was taken aback.

"Xiao Liu, you can only eat the lotus cakes given by brother Zixiao, you know?" Chong Lu, who was slightly older, told Xiao Chongyang softly.

Little Chongyang shook his feet, raised his head with the corners of his mouth full of debris, "Huh?"

Chong Lu was amused by him, and carefully wiped it clean for him.

"Because there are many bad guys, Xiao Liu can't trust others."

"Good~"

It was because of her wholehearted trust that at the moment when she was pushed into the lake, Chongyang thought she had slipped and fell into the water.

If he hadn't seen the ferocious expression on Zhong Zuan's struggle.

Nothing in sight.

The moment the figure fell, Chongyang subconsciously stretched out his hand to catch him. Chonglian's pupils were dilated, and he held Chongyang's hand tightly with his last strength. He smiled, his lips twitched twice, blocked by the blood, and did not utter a word. sound.

But Chongming saw it, he was calling "Xiao Liu".

At this moment, he is like brother Zi Xiao who loves Xiao Liu the most.

The hand hangs down weakly, the heavy slaughter is silent, but the eyes are still open.

Chongming couldn't help but loosen his jaw, tears burst into the bank, blurred his vision, and let out a suppressed sob.

These years have passed like a dream, chaotic.

Now when I wake up from my dream, I can also be clear.

He looked towards the crowd, glanced at them, and slowly showed a grateful smile. A bad premonition suddenly surged in Xie Lingyu's heart. He strode forward, but an arm was thrown in front of him.

Qingqiu Jue raised his hand to stop him, nodded to Chongyang slowly, then lowered his eyes, and pulled Xie Lingyu behind him.

The others were silent and did not stop them.

Chongyang picked up the blood-stained dagger and stabbed it into his own heart without hesitation. The blood of the two was mixed together. Chongyang lowered his head and leaned against the pillar of the main hall, watching the heavy cut on his leg.

His heartbeat gradually sank, and his breathing began to struggle. The last scene before Chongyang's eyes was that he was crying loudly.

It was snowing that day, and it was late at night. He was woken up by the nightmare and cried, clamoring for lotus cakes. In the end, he had no choice but to kill him again, and he didn't know where he found it for him.

Chongyang only remembered that when he came back with a bruised nose and a swollen face, he took out a small food box from his bosom with the lotus cake he wanted inside, and coaxed him with a smile.

He was stunned for a moment, and cried louder. Chong Lu thought his appearance had frightened him, and was about to back out while covering his face. Xiao Chongyang jumped out of bed and hugged his legs.

Looking up with red eyes, "Brother Zixiao, I...I will never eat lotus cakes again!"

Chong Lu was stunned for a moment, knelt down and hugged him, his eyes were a little red, obviously he was wronged, but he still said: "Little Liu, brother Huang is fine."

It was only later that Chongyang found out that Concubine Lin Guifei, the birth mother of Zhonglu, had gone early and had no status in the palace. Every time he went to the imperial dining room to look for lotus cakes for him, she would be ridiculed by others. , Blood gushed out of his nose in an instant, he wiped it indiscriminately, and ran back amidst everyone's ridicule.

In the past three years, he endured the humiliation, and it can be regarded as repaying Chong Lu's previous care, and they owe nothing to each other.

But when Chongyang closed his eyes, a tear rolled down silently.

"Will Brother Zixiao stay with Xiao Liu forever?"

"Of course, not only brother Zixiao, but all the brothers will always be with Xiaoliu..."

Xiao Liu didn't tell anyone, he only said in his heart that brother Zi Xiao was the most important person to him.

The two leaned together in the pool of blood, as they had done countless times before, like a complete tragedy, but also like the most happy ending.

There was silence, and Xie Lingyu was a little overwhelmed.

When Qingqiu Jue stopped him, he had an epiphany.

The sixth prince must have suffered extremely in the past three years, but as a prince, he was willing to do so, just for today, and now that his great revenge has been avenged, his self-esteem as a prince is still there, and his pride is indestructible.

So far, Daxuan's royal bloodline has been cut off.

There is no "heavy" surname in the world.

In the end, Prime Minister Xie broke the dead silence. He closed his eyes and wiped away his emotions, and said in a deep voice, "...there can't be any more delays. The wolves of Nanxi Kingdom are ambitious. If they let them break in, it will be the common people who will suffer."

Xing Shang nodded in agreement, pushed open the door and ordered people to come in to clean up the mess, and then said: "Now Daxuan has no owner, so we can't let other countries know."

Qingqiu Jue nodded, "Hawkeye."

Hawkeye flickered, and quickly knelt down on one knee, "Master."

"Get up." Qingqiu Jue waved his hand, signaling that he doesn't need to be too polite, and said solemnly, "Jingzhong will be handed over to you."

"Of order." Hawkeye said.

He raised his head, his face was full of heavy slaughter, and everyone let go of their tense hearts. Prime Minister Xie looked at General Sun, "Then I will ask General Sun to work hard and take command of the battle."

General Sun laughed heartily, "I'm going to meet those barbarians in Nanxi!"

As he spoke, he glanced at Qingqiu Jue, eager to try, "Huaijin has been smart since childhood, my son is not as good as you, do you want to be with us?"

Qingqiu Jue glanced at Xie Lingyu from the corner of his eye, stroked his wrist lightly, and replied, "It's better to be obedient than to be respectful."

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Prime Minister Xie and Xing Shang went to appease the ministers, and the Sun family father and son went back to rectify and prepare for the expedition.

When the remaining two people reached the palace gate, they stopped suddenly.

There is Prime Minister Xie and Xing Shang sitting in the capital, so no big trouble can happen, Qingqiu Jue lowered his head and smiled and asked, "Can Mr. Xie help me next time?"

Xie Lingyu was taken aback by his title, and then smiled helplessly, "Young Master Qingqiu, why not tell me."

Qingqiu Jue approached him, and lowered his voice, "Bai Liushi doesn't have a soldier talisman today, but he gave a command to re-kill. The real soldier talisman is in Mocheng, and I handed it to Humian. We will go to war right away, and it's too late."

"Master Xie, I'll wait for you at the frontier."

As Qingqiu Jue said, his eyes quickly flicked around, and after confirming that there was no one there, he lowered his head and gently covered Xie Lingyu's lips. Xie Lingyu was startled, and subconsciously wanted to break free, but was pressed back hard.

This back and forth was a man who couldn't stand it, Xie Lingyu was so heartbroken that he simply fought back, and the two of them refused to give in.

Today's Qingqiu Jue seemed to be gentle and full of patience, not at all wild as usual, Xie Lingyu couldn't help being stunned, his face was flushed with blush.

Because of this, he missed the reluctance and affection that flashed in Qingqiu Jue's eyes.

In the end the two parted breathlessly, Qingqiu Jue kissed his forehead cherishingly, Xie Lingyu stared at Qingqiu Jue's phoenix eyes, and smiled.

"wait for me."