Can Drink A Cup of Nothing

After hearing the return of His Highness, Steward Liao hurriedly picked a lamp and came over.

The son who was brought by the slave just now was wearing His Highness's crane cloak. He also saw it. He was also holding His Highness's umbrella, so he was extremely vigilant and directly called the imperial doctor on duty to come over for treatment. .

As soon as he saw Zong Luo, the elderly housekeeper was almost not taken aback: "Your Highness?"

This dress can no longer be said to be white, but a blood one.

The blood on the front was scattered like a spider web, and there were even traces of five fingers above one of the boots.

"It's okay, it's not my blood."

The prince in white waved his hand, as if he didn't want to say more.

So Steward Liao also wisely shut his mouth and didn't ask any more questions.

The servant just wanted to speak, but was stopped by Gu Ziyuan: "Let Your Highness finish bathing first."

The young great Confucian was far away from the back of Zong Luo's departure, and he couldn't help but feel a little worried.

Not to mention the blood on his body, what he cared more about was the conspicuous marks on his slender neck.

Gu Ziyuan, who was inexperienced, didn't know what it was, but felt that it looked strangely painful.

Zong Luo didn't notice the situation on this side, he watched Steward Liao order the servants to put the bath water in the main courtyard bath, and went straight to the other side.

Just after midnight, the whole mansion started to move again.

Coincidentally, there is geothermal heat just below the mansion of the Third Prince, so there is no need to boil water, just hook up the water pipe.

Zong Luo undressed, threw the blood-stained clothes aside, and stepped into the bath.

The scalding hot water passed from his shoulders, and the steaming steam enveloped the entire bathroom, and there was a thick vapor in his breath.

While lying down to rest, Zong Luo spread out the ink that was tied up and leaned against the pool wall, showing a rare look of exhaustion.

He needs to be alone.

What happened tonight really had a great impact on his psychology.

So much so that when Zongluo closed his eyes now, Yu Beizhou's mouth was stained with blood, his phoenix eyes were raised up, and the end of his eyes were dark red, and his face full of desire///nian seemed to be in front of him again.

The red-clothed general's eyes were dark and bottomless, and only when they landed on Zong Luo did they seem to reflect a few scattered lights.

His hands and feet were bound by iron chains, and the blazing flames reflected by the fire zhezi seemed to scorch the scarlet blood, making him look like a devil and a ghost, and he was born from the fire.

However, in this way, Yu Beizhou still smiled and said Yan Yan, and he was at ease. As if the person with the bulge on the bottom /// was not him.

Zong Luo's face suddenly became extremely ugly when he remembered what he had pushed over when he was pressed to the ground and drinking blood. Just as he was about to withdraw his sword and leave, he suddenly heard this man's voice.

"Senior brother." Yu Beizhou narrowed his eyes, and his thick eyelashes cast an eerie fan-shaped shadow.

The extremely dangerous and aggressive gaze lingered on Zong Luo wantonly, patrolling back and forth, as if to peel off the neatly dressed clothes on Zong Luo's body.

"I really want to stuff it into my brother's body."

His voice was hoarse, and what he said had a childlike innocence, but it was better than any obscenity/words/yan/words///.

Zongluo: ""

He endured and endured, and told himself that Yu Beizhou was sick now. Combining the description in the text and the real performance, if he couldn't help but beat him now, I'm afraid Yu Beizhou would be even more supportive.

In the end, Zong Luo was stunned to press his own fire, and with the fiery gaze behind his back like a gangrene, he stepped on the icy cold stone steps step by step, and left without looking back.

Thinking of this, the prince in white couldn't help raising his hand and wiped off the blood on his neck with a cold face.

This piece was first cut by Tai Ah when it was in the Great Witch Temple, and then was bitten by the side of the bath, and finally Yu Beizhou, who was insane tonight, was seriously injured.

When his fingertips stroked it, Zongluo could still feel two small blood holes dented in it.

If he hadn't known that he was wearing a book, he would even doubt whether Yu Beizhou was the reincarnation of a vampire.

"unlucky."

He muttered, and slowly sank himself to the bottom of the pool.

It seems that this can wash away some inexplicable throbbing.

After Zong Luo changed his clothes and came out, Steward Liao had been waiting for a long time.

"Your Highness."

The old butler tidied up the collar of Zong Luo's cloak, and said in a low voice, "An hour ago, a servant brought Wei Guo's proton to the mansion, and he still had your umbrella in his hand."

Hearing that Ye Linghan actually came, Zong Luo was surprised for a moment: "I see, I asked them to come."

He thought that Ye Linghan would choose to go to his cousin for help.

After all, this person is arrogant and arrogant, and even if he helps, he can only come without showing anything, and Zong Luo is even ready to be hated.

Butler Liao said: "The young master is seriously injured and the imperial doctor is seeing him. He has prescribed several prescriptions in a row, saying that he still has a lot of old diseases, which happened to be cured together."

More than badly injured.

When he was sent over, Wei Guo's proton was wearing a crane cloak of His Highness all over his body, and his wide clothes were naked//slipping/slippery legs hanging down, still dripping with red and white blood, shaking violently. , I don't know how to support him to come to the house.

When the imperial doctor saw him, he directly ordered someone to bring the military stretcher from the house, put Ye Linghan on it, and transported it to the infirmary.

When the stretcher came over, Wei Guo Proton finally fainted.

Butler Liao also went to look at it for a while, to see that he was holding the white-gold crane cloak firmly in his hand, and the imperial doctor could not lift it off, so he had no choice but to cut the lower part with scissors.

"Damn it!"

While instructing the people to clean up, the old imperial doctor prepared the witch medicine for trauma on the spot: "I even used the medicine commonly used in Hualiu Street.

Butler Liao sighed when he helped to fight.

A good-looking man, even if Wei Guo now intends to abolish the prince, no matter how you say it, he was once a rich man. I don't know which enemy family I have provoked, and I was so humiliated.

Zongluo nodded: "It's hard work, since he's here, let him stay here and go back after he's cured."

The situation in Wei Guo is not very clear now.

It's just that the abolition of the crown prince is not so fast for the time being.

Da Yuan's current weight, anyone has to weigh three points.

Ye Linghan took Da Yuan as the hostage, and after Wei Guo abolished the crown prince, it was inevitable to think about whether it would anger Da Yuan. But having said that, Ye Linghan, the prince, was indeed dead in name only.

It is no wonder that after hearing that the envoy of the State of Wei was going back tomorrow, he knew it was a plan, and he still had to go.

If he can't go back this time, when the seventh prince in the future completely controls the court and gathers up the few old minions, Ye Linghan will have no hope of going back.

However, Zongluo believed that after assisting Yu Beizhou to ascend to the throne in his previous life, Ye Linghan would definitely not let those people in Weiguo go, and might even lead his troops to destroy the motherland himself.

This cousin is exactly the same when it comes to exterminating relatives.

After giving the order, Zong Luo rubbed his temples a little tiredly.

He was too frightened tonight, and he didn't want to think about it any further.

Just as I was about to go back to sleep, another servant came to report: "Your Highness, Young Master Gu is asking to see you."

Gu Ziyuan?

Zong Luo raised his eyes and saw the Confucian Confucian who walked in wearing a robe. He couldn't help frowning: "Ziyuan, your cold has not healed yet, why are you only wearing so much?"

Having said that, the servants brought the brazier and the stove in a very polite manner, Zong Luo put it into Gu Ziyuan's hands without any explanation, and then brought the fox fur coat and wrapped the latter around the bar before giving up.

"Okay, didn't you go to bed early? What's the matter with me?"

Gu Ziyuan was very anxious at first, but after being tossed like this, he didn't know whether it was the rising temperature in the room or some other reason. His face became more and more red, and he couldn't speak easily: "It's okay."

He quietly looked up.

The prince in white had already changed into a new dress, and his slender, jade-like neck was also wrapped with bandages, so he couldn't see the bloody openings on it.

Although many people say that Gu Ziyuan is not sophisticated, but Gu Ziyuan is not so low in emotional intelligence.

Thinking of the conversation he had heard earlier, and the chill that lingered around Brother Luo when he first returned, he decided it would be better not to ask more.

"Is such that."

Gu Ziyuan became more and more flustered as he looked at it. He only felt as if he had never seen someone more beautiful than Brother Luo, so he quickly changed the subject: "I just had a nightmare after I fell asleep."

This time, Zong Luo was a little confused.

It's okay to wake up quietly in the middle of the night for something like a nightmare, but it's a bit strange to come to him.

However, Zong Luo remembered that Gu Ziyuan was a disciple of Confucianism. He had no father or mother since he was a child.

Gu Ziyuan paused for a while, and then said in a succinct manner: "It's like this"

He briefly recounted his dream. Probably because I dreamed that I went to Zhaowen Museum to study history after the plague, and then heard other people's talk in the teahouse, and finally the imperial city changed dramatically.

After speaking, Gu Ziyuan began to regret again.

He didn't know why, but he was very concerned about this real and terrifying dream. It was obviously just a dream, and he didn't even know Brother Luo in the dream.

In order to remedy, he hurriedly said: "Look at me, it was just a nightmare that I panicked so much that Brother Luo laughed. The year I dreamed of in the dream was this year, and Brother Luo was clearly standing here, but he said he went to the border gate. , I have absolutely no intention of cursing Brother Luo."

Gu Ziyuan explained embarrassingly, and he was quite speechless, and suddenly heard the prince in front of him say in a deep voice, "It's okay."

Originally, I thought that Gu Ziyuan was talking about a nightmare, but Zong Luo's face gradually became solemn when he heard this. He calmed down and said seriously: "Thank you Ziyuan for telling me this. This is very important to me."

The incredible dream that Quan Dayuan had when he was in a row of nine stars that day, although the dream was the scene when he killed himself in his previous life, Zong Luo thought it was just an accident when he went back in time.

Unexpectedly, Gu Ziyuan would dream of his previous life.

So what about the others. Do other people gradually start dreaming about past lives as well?

After sending off Gu Ziyuan, who was a little confused, Zong Luo lost his sleepiness.

He paced away, pushed open the window sill of the bedroom, and looked at the full moon outside.

When the hour passed, someone slowly pushed open the door of the dark room.

When the dumb servant who was guarding the door saw it, he quickly buried his head deeply and fell to the ground.

Yu Beizhou had a good-humoured smile on his face, and he didn't take a second glance, humming a happy and cheerful song and slowly walked away.