Is the target of the strategy darkened? Then die again

The sacrifice was not held.

The regulations and invitations to the people to watch the ceremony were all in place, but three days before the day was about to come, His Royal Highness suddenly said that there was no need to prepare for this year's sacrifice, or even for the rest of the years to come.

His behavior aroused the dissatisfaction of the civil officials in the court.

Sacrifice has been a custom in Jiangling for thousands of years.

Not only is it a good time to pray to God for the health and prosperity of Jiangling, it is also a good time to let the people know how much the royal family has paid for them. A large part of the reason why the emperor is unpopular is because he no longer holds sacrifices.

And now?

His Royal Highness even abolished sacrifices.

Countless civil servants came to the court to make various promises to retract the decision, and some even knelt down and threatened with their lives.

Xu Linghe ignored them all.

Kneel down if you want.

He handled all the affairs of the government and eliminated the harm caused by corruption one by one, then reduced the expenses of the harem and reduced taxes.

This move was greeted with cheers from the people.

After all, the gods were too far away from them, and tax reductions and exemptions were actually for their benefit. For a time, the reputation of His Royal Highness Prince Xu Linghe among the people was so high that the civil servants who invited him with their lives could not rise or fall for a while.

The military attaches believed in the generals and the power in their hands. They believed in His Highness the Prince in their eyes and hearts, and never protested against his decision from beginning to end.

The ups and downs outside can't affect the prince's residence.

The white-haired young man stood quietly under the sycamore and banyan tree. His skin was so white that it was almost transparent, making him no longer look human.

This is already ten years later.

Xu Linghe is now thirty-five years old.

His face didn't change much, but his brows and eyes no longer had the high-spiritedness of his youth, but more of the composure of his age.

It's just that he has been with Qin Yili on this day every year for ten years.

Say nothing.

Just looked at him quietly.

Qin Yili did not return to the mountain, and his lack of mention always gave Xu Linghe the illusion that he had received a response.

But he knew it very well.

He is no different on the mountain than here.

They are all bound and cannot escape.

"Father, his body was ruined when he was young, and the imperial doctor said he would not survive the rest of his life."

"..."

"I know you don't like to go to crowded places, but can you go to the palace with me this time?"

"..."

"Just this once."

Xu Linghe didn't realize that there was a tremor in his voice, and some grievances that he was struggling to suppress.

"……it is good."

His agreement made Xu Linghe relax the wrinkles between his brows.

Frowning for a long time left traces on his eyebrows that could not be removed.

Qin Yili didn't understand.

He could feel that the child still liked him.

why?

Even if he has no concept of the passage of time, he understands that a long time has passed since he came down from the mountain. Why do he still like him?

Do you like his face?

Unintentionally, Qin Yili remembered that there were people in the Jiangling royal family who did not know his identity a long time ago, who made fun of him and had lewd eyes.

At that time, he had been bound for less than a hundred years. Even though he knew that he could not take action against the Jiangling royal family, he did not hesitate to take action against him.

The result is that he has not recovered his vitality for thousands of years.

Is he the same as that person?

For the first time, Qin Yili had the idea of ​​seriously 'looking' at someone.

When Xu Linghe told him in a consultative tone that when he entered the palace tomorrow, he would ask everyone in the palace to stay away and no one would disturb him, he suddenly saw an unforgettable scene in his life.

Under the banyan tree.

The long-haired immortal in white slowly opened his eyes.

He had clear blue eyes, but his pupils were gold and red. They were obviously extremely weird eyes, but Xu Linghe felt that they were the most beautiful eyes in the world.

There was no emotion in it.

But he could feel that his body and even his soul were clearly visible to the person in front of him.

This feeling made Xu Linghe feel that his body was light and his eyes were distracted.

Can't see clearly...

Why can't I see clearly?

He desperately wanted to dispel the fog in front of him, but no matter how he waved his hands, he could not make the fog disperse. Instead, he watched the figure go further and further away.

No!

do not go! !

Xu Linghe stretched out his hand towards him almost in despair.

Then--

Being held.

At the same time, a cold voice sounded in my ears: "Close your eyes."

He subconsciously obeyed the voice's command.

Then cold palms covered his eyes: "Look directly into my eyes for too long, you will get lost in your imagination and never come back."

Conjecture?

Were those things just now what he missed most in his heart?

Xu Linghe couldn't help but reveal a wry smile.

"I……"

The fragrant and sweet mucus was fed to his mouth.

"Eat it."

The thirty-five-year-old Xu Linghe is no longer an ignorant five-year-old child. He can know what it is by feeling.

He felt his body was chilling and his teeth were chattering.

"Blood……"

Qin Yili cut his wrist again and said calmly: "Well, you can regain your eyesight by drinking my blood."

Otherwise, you will never be able to see things that normal humans can see.

No matter how much his heart screamed not to drink, his body drank the blood bit by bit against his master's wishes.

When he drank enough blood, Qin Yili did not remove the hand covering his eyes.

The two of them stood in this posture.

"Did you let me drink your blood when you were seriously ill at the age of five?"

The smell is very familiar.

"Ah."

Qin Yili spoke more than before: "You are surrounded by the energy of death, and only my blood can keep you alive."

It turned out to be the case.

So that’s it.

He should have died at the age of five.

I am alive all these years because of him.

No wonder.

Xu Linghe placed his palm on the back of Qin Yili's hand, and his voice rang in his ears: "This is the second time you drink my blood. My blood is so powerful that even if you are of Jiangling's blood, it will last for a while." If you feel uncomfortable, you can come to me to sort it out."

His thoughtful words made Xu Linghe feel that even the thought of holding on to him for a while longer was an insult to him.

"why?"

Will you give him all this specialness?

Qin Yili heard his hidden meaning, and Qingjun's eyebrows were full of indifference: "You want to survive."

This is so.

Because he wanted to live, he did everything he could to keep him alive.

Xu Linghe asked seriously, "Can you stay with me while I'm still alive?"

Be it greedy or shameless.

Let him wish for some more time.

"Yeah." Qin Yili replied matter-of-factly.

He was originally bound to Jiangling and couldn't leave here.

Even if he had to leave, he would take the child with him.

His life was his from the moment he cut his wrists to save him.