Who would raise a villain as a wife?

He Yunjing waved his hands to indicate that he was fine. Now he was sure that he was indeed related to Si Jing. Maybe it was just like Rong Xiao said, he was Si Jing's lover.

I don't know whether it was discarded by Si Jing or deliberately stripped off, but cutting off this thread of traction proved that Si Jing didn't want to take him back. Just this point made He Yunjing feel a lot more at ease.

He glanced at Cen Li, and seeing some worry in his eyes, he smiled sincerely, "I'm really fine, I won't die."

Cen Li frowned and lowered his eyes to look at the blood that He Yunjing had spit out on the ground. Is he really okay?

He Yunjing also looked over and sighed helplessly, "If you are really worried, you can ask the imperial physician to take a look."

Cen Li didn't say anything. The action-oriented person ordered the imperial physician to take He Yunjing's pulse. Just as He Yunjing said, there was nothing wrong. The vomited blood was just blood stasis squeezed out of the body, which was fine.

Only then did Cen Li feel relieved, but he still had someone send He Yunjing back to the palace to rest with a firm attitude, while he stayed behind to continue reading the memorials.

He Yunjing also tried again during this period, but because the traction was broken and he didn't see Si Jing again, he couldn't get the answer.

He Yunjing, who came out of the consciousness space, was not in a good mood. He had just poured a cup of tea and drank it when Cen Li came in. There was some worry in his eyes when he looked at him.

Cen Li couldn't help but ask him, "Are you really okay?"

"It's okay."

"The imperial physician said that it is caused by depression in the heart, and usually it can only be vomited out under stimulation." Cen Li looked at He Yunjing strangely, but at that time He Yunjing was just sitting there and doing nothing. How could he be stimulated, and how could he have depression in his heart?

He Yunjing couldn't explain it either. After all, the blood was not caused by any stagnation, but the backlash after Si Jing forcibly cut it off. It was considered very light.

As for his current mood, it is indeed very complicated. Anyone knows that he is not a complete soul, but someone...

This is not right either. It should be that even the emotions that are stripped away by some god are not acceptable.

He Yunjing lowered his eyes and took a sip of tea. He suddenly became interested. He patted the seat beside him and asked Cen Li to sit down. "I'll tell you a story."

Cen Li didn't say anything, just waiting for He Yunjing's next words.

He Yunjing said, "There are two gods in heaven. A beautiful god fell in love with a cold god. Then, for some reason, the beautiful god committed suicide in front of the cold god. She was reduced to ashes. Do you think the beautiful god was very desperate?"

Cen Li hummed. If he wasn't desperate, he wouldn't have committed suicide and turned himself into ashes.

He Yunjing continued, "Fortunately, the beautiful god did not really dissipate, but her soul turned into countless fragments and scattered around the world. There is still a chance for her to be resurrected."

"He may not want to be resurrected." Cen Li expressed his thoughts calmly. If he had the belief in life, he would not do so.

He Yunjing looked at Cen Li. Just as Yunbao said, Cen Li was A'li's thought of death, so Cen Li had such thoughts, which also represented A'li's thoughts.

He Yunjing was a little sad, and said in a hoarse voice, "But the cold god lost his love, and that trace of love turned into a human, and fell in love with the soul fragment of the beautiful god."

Cen Li looked up in surprise, "But if he liked her, why would he watch the person he loved commit suicide?"

"I don't know." He Yunjing really didn't know. He just said from his heart, "But that love is indeed for the beautiful god. He wants to revive him and be a loving couple with him. Do you think the beautiful god will agree?"

Cen Li shook his head. He didn't know. It was because he had never been in love and didn't know what love was, so he couldn't give an answer.

He Yunjing felt a little sad. He could clearly feel A'li's joy for him. Even if the resurrected A'li recalled those things, he was sure he could comfort her.

He just couldn't imagine what kind of mood A'li was in at that time, why she was so decisive, and whether A'li hated Si Jing, hated Si Jing's lack of love, and hated Si Jing's indifference and apathy.

Will that kind of hatred be transferred to him?

The emotions in He Yunjing's eyes were so complex and clear that it was hard for Cen Li not to see it.

He thought of the elixir that He Yunjing took out. It was so magical, just like the legendary gods, it could bring the dead back to life.

He asked, "Are you the cold god, the beautiful god, or the one with a hint of love?"

He Yunjing forced a smile and said, "That's just a story."

"But you are into the role, you are like that trace of love." Cen Li's eyes were serious, his beautiful face had been broken into countless pieces, his cold face was free of emotion, the only thing left was the trace of desire that the cold face had abandoned.

He Yunjing couldn't help but admire Cen Li's intelligence. No wonder he had come this far with such a status.

He smiled, "If I were that lustful person, you'd better be careful."

Cen Li frowned, "What does it have to do with me?"

"Because Lust is looking for the soul fragments of the beautiful god. I'm clinging to you so much, maybe I have some plans for you?"

Cen Li was not affected and said seriously, "You and I are both men."

"No one says that men can't have love." He Yunjing stared at him with his chin in his hand, with a hint of teasing, "Besides, Ms. Cen is so beautiful, even if there is no entanglement like in the story, I will still be moved."

Cen Li felt a little offended. He stared at He Yunjing without saying anything, thinking that he was going crazy because of the instigation.

However, that story should be related to He Yunjing, but I don’t know why He Yunjing came here.

He didn't ask any more questions, as he intuitively knew he couldn't get anything out of it, and he also felt it had nothing to do with him, so he calmly got up and went to take a shower.

He Yunjing also withdrew his gaze, and out of boredom he went to the side room to get pen and ink. He said that it would be fine as long as he could draw it no matter what.

Moreover, this was in the imperial palace, and even if there were erotic pictures, they would be of normal men and women. He could draw a gay version himself, and he could still pass the time even if Cen Li didn't give it to him.

He Yunjing is not good at ink painting. At most he can write two words. Then his drawings can only be simple like those in cartoons, which still looks good.

He Yunjing worked hard at painting. With experience as a bonus, the appearance of his beloved had long been engraved in his mind. Even though his painting skills were not very good, the charm was still there. Soon, several paintings were sketched out. The more he painted, the more he got into it, and the better he painted, the better.

He Yunjing quickly became obsessed with it and didn't pay any attention to the time or the fact that there was another person in the room.

After taking a shower, Cen Li prepared to go to bed, but the light in the side room was still on. He waited for a long time but no one came. He walked out and saw He Yunjing writing seriously. He was curious about what could make He Yunjing so obsessed that he didn't even care about rest.

Slowly approaching, Cen Li looked up and froze when he saw the two little figures on the rice paper.

He was not blind. On the contrary, ancient people had good eyesight as long as they did not overuse their eyes. Cen Li discovered the genders of the two little men at a glance.

They are obviously both men, but they are doing the most intimate thing, and the bullied little guy inexplicably looks a bit like him, it's simply unbearable to watch!