Everlasting prosperity

Inside the Jiu'an Palace of King Jiuzhao——

"Who are you?" Jiu Ye looked at the person coming, narrowed his eyes, and asked cautiously.

The visitor looked at him, approached step by step, looked down at the shackles on his limbs, took out a black branch from his bosom, bent forward and reached out to take his shackles.

Jiuye watched him remove the shackles one by one, feeling extremely surprised.

"Are you from Ghost Shadow Hall?" Jiu Ye asked in shock.

The visitor stood up, reached out and uncuffed his handcuffs, and replied softly, "You have suffered."

"It's useless for you to save me now, I'm not qualified to go back to Ghost Shadow Hall." Jiu Ye lowered her head and said bitterly.

"Master Xiao fell off the cliff, we only have Lord Ji left, what you have to do is to do one last thing for Lord Ji." The visitor looked at him and said indifferently.

Jiu Ye suddenly looked up at him, frowned slightly, and asked cautiously, "How did he fall off the cliff?"

"Gao An designed to deceive the master, saying that the master Ji was taken into captivity. The master knew it was a scam, and he didn't want to take the risk that something happened to the master Ji. He went to Fengshan by himself, and finally fell off the cliff." The visitor said slowly. .

"Tell me, what else can I do." Jiu Ye asked with a sigh.

"Flee." The visitor replied firmly.

Hearing this, Jiu Ye's eyes widened, the word was like a curse to him, the previous two escapes made him still terrified, and there was a chill behind him.

escape.

The word is simple and neat.

But for him, Jiu Ye, it was like ascending to the sky.

What if I escaped?Wasn't he captured by Zongzhengyuan?

"I have lost my internal strength to escape, how can I escape? I can't escape." Jiu Ye frowned tightly, full of doubts.

The visitor took a deep breath, reached out and patted his shoulder, and replied, "Since I can come in, I can naturally take you out, but there is one thing I have to ask."

Jiu Ye looked at him and nodded, expressing his understanding.

"You and Zongzhengyuan have broken sleeves?" the visitor stared into Jiuye's eyes and asked softly.

After finishing speaking, a trace of anger flashed in Jiuye's eyes, he stared at the visitor, and replied, "What exactly do you want to say?"

Seeing Jiu Ye's reaction, the visitor curled his lips in embarrassment, raised his hand and waved it quickly, and replied, "I didn't intend to offend, but this matter is related to Zong Zhengyuan's reaction, I need to be sure."

Hearing this, Jiu Ye took a deep breath, pondered for a long time, looked around the stone room, turned his head and looked at the person who came, and said slowly, "I don't have any friendship with him. I don't know about him, but I can be sure , if I escape, he will definitely not let me go, maybe he will destroy my martial arts."

"My lord's intention is to ask you to find a way to tie up Zong Zhengyuan so that he can't concentrate on the Great Wu West Front," said the visitor.

As soon as this remark came out, Jiu Ye was even more puzzled, how could he, a shadow, catch Zong Zhengyuan?Although he was very dissatisfied with Zongzhengyuan's attitude and actions towards him, but after all, Zongzhengyuan still loved his people very much, and he handled political affairs very safely and properly. How could he play tricks on him?

"Are you hesitating? You are from Ghost Shadow Hall, please remember." The visitor suddenly lowered his voice, his tone very indifferent.

"I've always remembered this matter, so you don't need to remind me." Jiu Ye looked at him coldly, and counterattacked in a deep voice.

I saw Jiu Ye lowered her head, pondered for a moment, and said, "Do you think Zong Zhengyuan will be distracted because of me?"

"Yes."

Jiu Ye sneered, and replied, "Are you underestimating him, Emperor Jiu Zhao?"

"Then, are you underestimating your own position in his heart?" The visitor was not annoyed, but asked him instead.

As soon as these words came out, Jiu Ye was really stumped.

Although he has no affection for Zong Zhengyuan, he actually knows his thoughts very clearly in his heart, but he himself doesn't want to admit it or face it.

"Forget it, what do you want me to do?" Jiu Ye asked with a sigh.

"You just run away, and I will remind Zong Zhengyuan." The visitor replied.

"Forget it, if I can still survive, I will take it as God's pity." Jiu Ye laughed at himself.

The man handed the long sword in his hand to Jiuye, then turned around and walked to the door of the stone room together.

The visitor had already knocked down the guarding soldiers outside the hall on the way, and now it was unimpeded. The visitor glanced at Jiuye.

"You do it yourself."

Jiu Ye knew what he meant, but it was just a sacrifice of this skin. If Zong Zhengyuan really delayed the war because of himself, it would be a good thing. At least he, an abandoned son, can do one last thing for Ghost Shadow Hall.

It's kind of useful.

If you die because of this, is it considered a worthy death?

Looking at the back of the man leaving, Jiu Ye looked down at the long sword in his hand, and a moment of hesitation suddenly flashed in his heart.He is actually very small, not great enough to overthrow the world, but he is a member of the Ghost Shadow Hall, and he is also a ghost of the Ghost Shadow Hall after death.

Every person in Ghost Shadow Hall is small.

No one can be great enough to overturn the world.

But every member of Ghost Shadow Hall can give up themselves for the Lord.

Therefore, the command of the Lord, the command of Ghost Shadow Hall, is everything.

Suddenly, Zong Zhengyuan's face flashed in his mind, this person made him hesitate.

"It's all cleared up, and in the end I actually want to harm you."

Finally, as if he had made up his mind, he broke the long sword violently, carried a broken sword, and stepped out.

At this moment, Zong Zhengyuan, who was discussing the war in the conference hall, got the news that Jiu Ye had fled again, and was furious in his heart. Seeing the crowd of civil and military people, he left the seat with his sleeves flung, with a gloomy and violent face.

He didn't understand why he could still escape after losing his internal strength?Why did he do everything and still think about leaving him?With such a threat, how could he still anger himself?

Are you really not afraid to waste your whole life of martial arts and become a useless person?

What kind of organization, what kind of belief is it that makes him escape again and again?

What came into view was Jiu Ye with disheveled hair and bloodshot eyes, his hands were full of blood, flowing from nowhere, his whole body was trembling, but he still stood upright and slashed fiercely at the soldiers.

"Come on! Kill me! I want to see what kind of people the tyrant has under his command!" Jiu Ye held up the broken sword and cursed viciously.

Zongzheng Yuan suddenly felt very dazzling, the anger that was full of anger disappeared without a trace after seeing the red ball, full of sadness.

He stood quietly on the corridor of the palace, looking at Jiu Ye who was surrounded by the hall, and frowned tightly.

"Your Majesty." The soldier said respectfully to Zong Zhengyuan.

Suddenly seeing a touch of blackness, Jiu Ye stared at that spot, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, and a smile was drawn, full of sarcasm, he raised his broken sword and pointed at Zong Zhengyuan.

"Tyrant, you came quite quickly." He said with a sneer.

Seeing Jiuye's appearance, Zongzheng Yuan's heart sank, he stretched out his hand and slowly drew out the long sword of the guard behind him, holding the sword, he walked towards the people surrounded by soldiers step by step.

"Xiao Jiu, why do you always force me?" He frowned, his tone a bit bitter.

Suddenly, Jiu Ye felt his heart tremble, and suddenly felt a little bit of self-blame.

"You've always been forcing me!" Jiu Ye gritted his teeth and responded.

In an instant, Jiu Ye jumped out holding the broken sword, and rushed straight to Zongzheng Yuan, his eyes were full of resentment and indifference.

At this moment, Zongzhengyuan seemed to see the eyes full of resentment when he first met Jiuye, deeply pierced into his heart, and could never come out again.

He thought that Jiu Nightclub had changed over the years, but it didn't, not at all.

All the submissiveness, all the fear, all the initiative are all lies to him, all are fake!In the end, it was just for the sake of escaping and returning to the Ghost Shadow Hall one day. From beginning to end, what he kept in his heart was either Emperor Yongqing or the Ghost Shadow Hall, but Zongzheng Yuan was not there!

Not even half a point!

Thinking of this, Zongzhengyuan swung his sword violently and landed heavily on Jiuye's shoulder.I saw his face pale in an instant, trembling all over, but the resentment in his eyes did not diminish in the slightest.

Enduring the pain, Jiu Ye stretched out his hand to hold the long sword on his shoulder, ignoring the pain of his palm being torn, and pushed the long sword out of his shoulder abruptly.In an instant, blood was all over his chest.

Seeing Jiuye's reckless action, Zongzheng Yuan felt distressed, but more of it was hatred and puzzlement.

Since it is he who does not want his life, then let it be ruined.

Thinking of this, Zong Zhengyuan quickly grabbed the shoulder of his hand before he was far away from him, and pressed down viciously.

In an instant, Jiu Ye knelt down straight.

"what--"

A scream pierced Zongzheng Yuan's heart.

But he pretended not to hear, and slowly lowered his hand, firmly grasping his wrist holding the broken sword.Jiu Ye felt a bit of coolness, he felt that the person in front of him must be crazy, his heart gradually lost the sense of fear, and he quickly stretched out his left hand to grab the hand that was holding his right wrist, trying to shake it off.

"Click"

A crisp sound rang in Jiu Ye's ear.

"what--"

"Kang Dang"

The broken sword fell to the ground.

Jiu Ye clutched his right wrist, knelt on the ground in pain and curled up into a ball, his whole body was drenched in cold sweat.He stared at Zongzheng Yuan fiercely, as if he was about to swallow him alive, but after seeing the indifference in the latter's eyes, he couldn't help trembling in his heart.

He is afraid.

Fear spread from the bottom of my heart to my whole body.

I saw Jiu Ye struggling to move to the distance, stretched out his left hand to pick up the broken sword, stared at Zong Zhengyuan, and slowly stood up.

"Zongzhengyuan, even if you kill me, I will still be a ghost of Ghost Shadow Hall."

"You are wrong, I will not kill you, never will, I just want you to live forever and never go back."

After saying that, Zongzhengyuan raised his long sword and approached Jiuye step by step, exuding a tyrannical aura all over his body.

The soldiers around couldn't help feeling the bone-chilling ice. This is scorching summer, but it's like the severe cold of deep winter. The Jun, who has been softened for a few days, now looks like black impermanence from the ghost world, seducing people's lives.

I saw Jiuye stabbing Zongzhengyuan with a broken sword.

"Well"

Zongzhengyuan didn't dodge, and let Jiuye stab the broken sword into his chest.

For a moment, Jiuye looked at the broken sword that had entered Zongzhengyuan's body in shock, raised his head, his eyes were full of disbelief.

But what he saw was Zongzhengyuan's expression full of frost.

Suddenly, Jiuye felt a sharp pain in his left wrist.

"caught you."

He heard Zong Zhengyuan's voice.

"Click"

"what--"

His hands were cut off.

He knelt straight on his knees and fell to the ground.

Zong Zhengyuan stretched out his hand and pulled out the broken sword stuck in his chest, his eyes darkened and he fell backwards.

"Save him, don't die."

Before falling down, Zongzhengyuan did not forget to give an order.

He didn't know how long he had been lying down, but when Jiuye woke up again, what was printed in front of his eyes was a golden tent.

Zongzhengyuan's bedroom.

What about Zong Zhengyuan?

Jiu Ye raised her hands, looked at the white cloth trembling around her wrists, a wry smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, then she drooped slightly, reached out her hands to cover her eyes, and took a deep breath.

"Wake up, come here."

Suddenly, he heard a familiar voice.

Jiuye tried her best to support herself, finally stood up, and saw Zongzheng Yuan sitting at the table with a booklet, looking at the booklet, and eating something.

"Are you all right?"

It is an affirmative sentence.

"You want something to happen to me?" Zongzhengyuan put down the notebook, looked at Jiuye intently, and asked.

"I..." Jiu Ye was suddenly at a loss for words, stopped talking, and sat down on the stool by himself.

He looked at the dishes on the table in front of him, and reached out to lift the chopsticks, but found that his hands were tightly bound, so he had to raise his elbows to move a bowl of vegetable soup in front of him little by little.

Seeing Jiu Ye holding up his hands and moving the porcelain bowl with his elbows, Zong Zhengyuan sighed softly, put down the folder in his hand, reached out and snatched the porcelain bowl, gently scooped up a spoonful and put it to his mouth .

Jiu Ye looked down at the spoon by her mouth, lowered her head and opened her mouth.

"Why don't you hide?" Jiu Ye couldn't help asking, staring at Zong Zhengyuan's chest, frowning slightly.

"I don't know, I probably just feel that I owe you too much." Zong Zhengyuan replied softly, without any emotion in his tone.

Hearing this, Jiu Ye couldn't help snorting coldly, raised her hand, and replied, "Owe me? So you abolished my hands?"

After saying that, Jiuye turned his face away, stopped drinking the vegetable soup he brought over, looked at Zongzhengyuan with a trace of sourness in his eyes, and asked, "Zongzhengyuan, how long will you keep me locked up?"

Zongzhengyuan gently put down the porcelain bowl, turned his head to look at him and said after a while, "Until you have me in your heart."

"I have never had you in my heart. I didn't have you before, and I will never have you in the future. I will never have you." Jiu Ye approached him and said viciously.

Hearing this, Zongzhengyuan smiled lightly, met his eyes, and asked, "Actually, you have something, but you dare not admit it, right?"

Suddenly, Jiu Ye felt a panic in his heart, dodged his eyes, and quickly retreated, trying to distance himself from Zong Zhengyuan, he felt that his heart was out of control.And Zongzhengyuan seemed to see through him, reached out and grabbed the back of his neck, forcing him to look at him.

"You have me in your heart, don't you? It's just that you dare not admit it, dare not face it, am I right?" Zong Zhengyuan stared into his eyes and asked tightly.

Jiuye looked into his eyes, shook her head constantly, reached out her hand, ignoring the pain from her hand, and pressed it against Zongzhengyuan's chest, trying to push him away.

"Let go of me!" he yelled loudly.

Suddenly, Zongzheng Yuan let go of his hand and looked at him.

"Why don't you want to look back at me?"

His tone was very sour and bitter, with a hint of begging.

"Zongzhengyuan, please let me go. I have already given everything to you. Should you let me go too?" Jiu Ye fell to the ground and looked up at the familiar person in front of him.

As soon as these words came out, Zongzheng Yuan was taken aback for a moment, his eyes staring at Jiu Ye were a little dull.

He was right, he gave everything and nothing.

What more do you want?

"My softness to you is only because as long as I am soft, you will not hit me. My fear of you is the things you do to me that make me terrified. My initiative to you is just because I think In that case, you will just relax your vigilance. I have no affection for you."

"Yes, you think I have you in my heart, and I think I do. That little thought is just because I see your dedication to political affairs and your great love for the people. I don't want to harm you, that's all."

"Now that I'm useless, I'm nothing more than a walking corpse to you, so why do you trap me? Trapped a person who doesn't have the slightest affection for you in his heart."

These words were branded in Zongzheng Yuan's heart every sentence, and each sentence hit him hard.

He doesn't love him, never has.

Zong Zhengyuan looked at him with red eyes, stretched out his hand to pull him up from the ground, turned and walked towards the palace gate, and suddenly stopped in his tracks.

"Xiao Jiu, let me think about it, think about it."

He thought, he needs to think about it by himself, to be quiet by himself.

He couldn't get what he asked for, he couldn't let it go, his heart was so painful that it was about to break.

For the first time, Jiuye actually felt that his back was full of loneliness and loneliness, his tall and tall figure was shaking, as if he was about to fall in the next moment.

Suddenly there was an urge to go up to comfort him, but he endured it.

Zong Zhengyuan didn't need comfort, especially not his comfort.

Coming out of the dormitory, Zongzheng Yuan didn't know where to go for a moment, looking at Nuo Da's Jiu'an Palace, he suddenly felt strange and cold.He still remembers what he wants, he wants to unify the Three Kingdoms in one fell swoop, but when he meets Jiu Ye, everything is messed up, everything has changed, he doesn't want anything now, can he, can he just stay with Jiu Ye down?

Want him alone?

From the banquet when he met Jiu Ye for the first time, he wanted to tie this person tightly by his side, but he couldn't think of a reason, he couldn't find a reason, and he couldn't find the answer in his heart.

So he made an excuse and detained him.

He watched Jiuye's resistance time and time again, and listened to the abuse in his mouth, his heart was full of anger, why he just didn't understand, in fact, he didn't want to humiliate him, but just wanted to keep him.

He didn't know how to speak, and he didn't know how to let Jiu Ye understand that he could only lock him in the stone room endlessly.

Surprisingly, he found that the environment in the stone room was very poor. He was very worried that Jiuye would cause trouble because of this, so he had to change the carpet and remove some things for him. He saw a trace of doubt in Jiuye's eyes, cold There was a crack in the attitude.

He was overjoyed, and finally knew how to express it. He tried his best to please him, but it was nothing.

He was full of flattery, but in exchange for his escape.

Filled with anger, he tortured Jiu Ye severely, but there was no sign of giving in. He thought he was wrong again, so he changed his method and treated it cautiously.

What is it this time?

He escaped from the imperial mausoleum.

Zongzhengyuan felt very tired, so he simply crippled his internal strength, he thought that he would not be able to escape, but he never thought, what he got in exchange was endless fear and rejection.

It took him a long time to get closer to him little by little, showing his kindness carefully, for fear of being angry again, he ran away in anger again.

But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't resist an order from Ghost Shadow Hall.

Just one word "escape" means that he ran away from his own hands regardless of his life.

He was already very tired, he didn't want to hurt him anymore, but he couldn't help it, his hands were crippled, and he couldn't lift the sword anymore.

He thought he should let go.

It will only take an hour for Jiuye to see Zongzhengyuan again.

"Xiao Jiu, let's go."

In Jiu'an King City, under the city gate, Zongzheng Yuan looked at the back of Jiu Ye who had already jumped into the carriage, his eyes were moist.

The carriage flew away at a high speed, and the dust raised by it blinded the soldiers.

Let's go, I can't keep you, and I won't be able to keep you after all.

In the summer of the seventh year of the Zhengyuan period of the Jiuzhao Kingdom, Emperor Zongzhengyuan of the Jiuzhao Kingdom suddenly contracted a serious illness and ignored the government for half a month. Nine Zhao Kingdom.