The black moonlight brother dressed as the male protagonist

Chang Qizhi didn't intend to avoid Chang Aman, so he tightened his collar and strode out of the hall, but when he saw Chang Aman covered in blood, Zaizhen still frowned.

Chang Aman's clothes were torn, bloodstained all over his body, he looked like he had been torn apart by the sharp claws of wild beasts, he walked up to Gan Ting and handed him a dark blue flower, "I got the flower, what should I do?" Save Anu?"

Gan Ting looked down at Chang Aman, and said lightly, "Plant this flower all over Loulan, and he will be fine."

Fang Cun knew that this was because Young Master Gan had been educated to vent his anger on someone, and he would make things difficult for him if he was not allowed to change his life.

But even with such a difficult request, Chang Aman still put away the flowers like a treasure, and said softly: "Okay."

Chang Aman desperately wanted to see Anu, so he didn't stay long, turned around and entered the hall.

Fang Cun was extremely embarrassed for a moment, looked to the left, Chang Aman's eyes wished to swallow Chang Aman alive, looked to the right, Gan Ting's face was gloomy looking at Chang Aman, full of murderous intent, really pining for Chang Aman Breaking into a cold sweat, it is not a good thing to be targeted by the protagonist and the author at the same time.

"Little brother, is the horoscope in your hand?" Chang Qizhi was the first to break the cold atmosphere, and asked Gan Ting, "Can you lend me a look?"

Although Gan Ting didn't know what this strange Prince Loulan wanted to do, he still handed him the fate chart.

Chang Qizhi looked at the fate chart for a moment, and said in a serious tone: "Little brother, you should thank Brother Fang Cun for stopping you and not letting you change your fate for money."

Gan Ting asked, "Why?"

"Why?" Chang Ai was stunned, as if caught in some memories that he didn't want to recall, "I once wanted to change my life, and I succeeded, but I also paid the price..."

After saying that, Chang Qizhi put his hands on the natal chart, the golden light of the natal chart gradually shone, the gears turned slowly, and a little bit of starlight gathered together until the bright three characters appeared in midair.

'Long Aman'

"Are you Chang Aman?" Gan Ting checked hesitantly to see if the horoscope was damaged, and after confirming that the horoscope was intact, he looked up at Chang Aman in the hall, "Then who is he?"

Inside the hall.

Chang Aman didn't notice the gaze looking at him from outside, and focused on Anu with all his heart.

The beads of sweat on Anu's forehead seemed to be having a nightmare again, and he closed his eyes and frowned: "Aman..."

"I'm here." Chang Aman hurriedly held Anu's hand, but there was too much blood on his hand, which was too filthy, and soon dyed Chang Aman's white hand red, "Don't worry, Anu, I will let you You're getting better."

This promise was very solemn, and he even clenched his hand a little bit harder. He held the blue flower in his right hand and poured out a little flower seed from the withered flower. There was only a little flower seed. But regardless of whether Gan Ting was lying to him or not, Chang Aman was still determined to give it a try.

On the second day, Anu woke up from the dream, confused and couldn't remember how long he had slept.

He was startled by the noisy iron impact outside, so he simply put on a robe, wanting to see the source of the noise.

Anu struggled to push open the half-covered heavy palace door, just as he took a step, he was shocked by the blue that hit his eyes, and he was stunned in place, unable to move.

Nearly half of the land in front of the hall has been planted with blue flowers, like the Milky Way universe sprinkled on the ground, amazed for a moment, the breeze blows, rustling.

Not far away, Chang Aman dug up the soil with a hoe, tied up the poor sleeves of his wide black robe with loops, and replaced the flamboyant golden crown with a piece of linen, which was randomly tied, and from time to time Tested the sweat on his arm, "Anu, you're awake."

Anu walked by, stepping on the soft ground, "Why do you think of planting flowers?"

Chang Aman smiled and said: "The Central Plains man told me that as long as Loulan is full of this kind of flowers, you will be fine."

Anu hesitated for a moment, and muttered to himself, "It sounds like a lie..."

The voice was very small, but Chang Aman still heard him, put down his hoe and walked to Anu's side, "Whether he is lying to me or not, this is the only thing I can do for you."

"It's all because of my poor health, which makes you worry..." Anu sighed softly, and slowly walked into the sea of ​​flowers.

"I just watered here, and the ground is a bit wet. Be careful, lest you get your clothes dirty." Chang Aman moved to the side. Aman said with a smile, "He told me that this flower is scary, but I think it is very beautiful, what do you think?"

Anu squatted down, a few bunches of blue flowers leaned against him with dewdrops, rain and mist, "Well, it's very beautiful."

Chang Aman smiled brilliantly, "As long as you like it, it doesn't matter whether I'm cheated or not, it's worth it."

"I don't think I've ever seen blue flowers." Anu flicked the few touches of blue lightly, and suddenly said in a daze, "No, I seem to have seen them."

'His Royal Highness. '

'His Royal Highness. '

Suddenly, there was a buzzing in his head. I don't know who it is, men and women, old and young, shouting these four words in his ear, very familiar, but also noisy, Anu was shocked. He hugged his head and buried it in his arms, "I've seen it before, someone gave me a flower, and he said his name is... Chang Aman."

Anu was talking to himself, and some fragmentary fragments appeared in his mind intermittently, fleeting, and a little thought would cause a splitting headache, and he choked up in horror, "He is not Chang Aman...he is , he is Chang Aman..."

"Anu, Anu, what's wrong with you, Anu!"

Before Chang Aman took a closer look, the smell of rotting corpses wafted over, and the blue flowers swayed in the wind.

Anu was so painful that he lost consciousness, his mind gradually went blank, and finally his legs gave way, and he fell on the ground that had just been loosened.

Even though Anu was used to the days when he often fainted, he was still taken aback by his current situation.

Now he was naked, sitting in a bathtub with his naked clothes on, the warm water was very comfortable, but the fear that had been binding his body was slowly dissipated in the mist, Anu looked around vigilantly.

"Are you awake?" There was a joke.

Anu raised his head with difficulty, followed the icy words and looked over, the long abandoned one was covered with fierce dark green gown, sitting on a wooden chair carved from nanmu with a calm expression, looking at the naked man like watching an animal the body itself.

The ruthless aura emanating from his body made Anu shudder, trembling slightly and wanting to shrink back, but his back was pressed against the hot and humid bathtub, and there was no way to retreat.

"Eldest prince... why did you arrest me again..."

Chang Qizhi smiled slightly, and said gently: "He touched you with those dirty hands, I'll help you wash them off."

"I do not need...."

After saying that, Anu wanted to get up and run away, and Chang Qizhi held him tightly in the bathtub, scooped up a ladle of water, and slowly poured it on Anu's body.

"Don't be afraid, you will live here from now on, it's safe here."

The warm breath of long abandonment lingered behind Anu's ears, and Anu shrank back tremblingly, "I don't want...I don't want to live here."

"Is that so." Chang Aizhi threw the spoon into the bathtub, and the water splashed into Anu's eyes, "Then do you want to live in the cell with Chang Aman?"

As soon as the words fell, Anu finally panicked, "What did you do to him, let him go."

"As long as you are obedient, I will not hurt him." Chang Qizhi picked up a bowl of soup medicine, "Come on, take the medicine."

Anu looked down at the soup for a moment, it was full of bitterness, without hesitation, he took the soup and drank it down in one gulp, "I'm done drinking, can you let Aman go..."

"When you remember everything, I'll let him go." Chang Qizhi fondled his gentle hair, "It's exactly the same as where you lived before. Do you like it?"

After speaking, candles jumped up one after another, illuminating the room brightly, and one could clearly see the bustling pictures of Chang'an Street hanging on the wall, a picture of soldiers with knives and guns in formation, and a portrait.

The majestic young boy bowed his bow and shot at the sun, which was even more blazing than the bright sun in the painting. The facial features of the man in this painting were exactly the same as Anu's, only more sassy and fierce.

There is a string of small characters at the bottom of the painting: To the Prince of Tianyou Kingdom, between money.

Anu's pupils shrank sharply, and the piercing pain came to his heart again. He turned around and stopped looking at the portrait, begging bitterly: "I don't remember...I really don't remember,...let go pass me"

"From now on, this place will be called Chang'an Pavilion." Chang Qizhi comforted him softly, "You have to think about it slowly..."