Zhu Lan is dead

Gently turning over and falling down, leaning over to tuck up the quilt for the sleepy man, it was already dawn in the east, but when he was still in the future and got up, his wrist was suddenly grabbed by someone.

Yu Changqi was startled, and Ye Fanji had already opened his eyes leisurely, his eyes were curved like moons, and he smiled slightly, "Where are you going?"

Stretch out your finger and scratch the tip of his nose, "It's not two hours yet, why don't you get more sleep?"

"It's your fault. I'm a light sleeper, and you're tossing so late." He curled his lips, unaware that his tone was more dependent.

Yu Changqi let him grab his wrist and sat down, showing off his face and smiling, "Won't you blush when you say that?"

"...No." Ye Fanji stood up suddenly, hugged his arm and kissed the corner of his lips again and again.

Yu Changqi suddenly looked at him and stopped talking.

"What's wrong?" Ye Fan looked at him a few times.

"I was thinking..." He leaned over and hugged him, "If one day we are separated like this again, will you come to me again?"

I thought he was going to say something important, but when I heard the words, I couldn't help but smiled, and stretched out my hand to caress his back like coaxing a child, "I pretend I didn't hear that, and I promise you that we will never be separated again... ..."

But Yu Changqi cut it off: "I hope you don't come to me again."

"..."

The tone was decisive, and there was an inexplicable bad feeling in his heart, Ye Fanji suddenly let go of him, "Why?"

His expression was always serious, "I don't want you to get hurt any more because of me."

"Are you hiding something from me?"

Yu Changqi shook his head, "No."

He looked directly into his eyes, clearly seeing a trace of disbelief.

Sighing, he couldn't help saying: "You just pretend that I'm hiding something from you, and I won't tell you if you don't ask me."

"..."

After a while, the birds were singing outside the house, and the only light in his eyes seemed to melt with the rising sun, Ye Fan finally nodded.

*

When I returned to the mansion early in the morning, it was as quiet as ever, but when I passed through the study, there was a sound of footsteps behind me.

"My lord didn't return last night, where did he go?"

Yu Changqi stopped, turned to look at A Yan, "You are so conscientious in monitoring me, do you even need to ask me where I have been?"

After a while, she smiled, "When did the prince know about it?"

Yu Changqi's face turned cold, "On the day Lin Cijing died, you went to see her, gave her the only glimmer of hope, and then extinguished it from head to toe, right?"

"My lord is right." He hid his smile, "So, are you going to kill me?"

"It's no longer necessary." He sighed quietly, "It's been so long, even if I want to pursue it like this, I'm afraid someone won't tolerate me..."

"It's best for the prince to know himself."

But Yu Changqi suddenly stepped forward and grabbed her by the neck, the latter could not breathe immediately, A Yan didn't fight back, just let him hang like this, this is the first time, in this person's eyes, I saw that kind of Indescribable anger.

"No matter what you did before, I won't care about it, but now..." His face became colder, and he said word by word: "If that person suffers any more damage, I will kill you."

Simply because she has always been a sensible person, after all these years of observing words and demeanor, Yu Changqi's warning is still clear to her, and the corners of her lips curled up slightly, and she reluctantly said: "My lord, don't worry, slaves naturally don't dare..."

The restraint was suddenly released, and a large amount of air suddenly poured into his throat. A Yan fell to the ground, covered his mouth and looked at Yu Changqi's far away back, and he couldn't help laughing out loud, "My lord, do you know that you Are you repeating the same mistakes..."

In the evening, Ayan brought the medicine bowl to the study as usual, Yu Changqi naturally did not refuse, raised his head and drank it in one gulp, then continued to concentrate on dealing with business.

But when A Yan went out, he got up suddenly, stretched out his hand and opened several acupuncture points on his chest, all the concoction he had just drank was spit out into the potted plant beside him, he stretched out his hand to wipe the corners of his mouth, the sound of the wind wafted in the night , I don't know when there was another burst of leaves falling outside the window, and a figure was gradually reflected on the pane, as if people had the illusion of seeing a ghost.

"Thank you, my lord, for taking such painstaking care of him."

The voice was clear and hearty, but it was deep and deep, hidden in the darkness and inexplicably dull, which made people feel desperate.

Yu Changqi didn't look back, but just smiled modestly, "It's not really caring, it's my fault for dragging him down..."

"Then is the prince ready to give up?"

He lowered his head and stood quietly in front of the potted plant, but unconsciously clenched and loosened his fingers, "I never thought of giving up, never."

There was calmness and conviction in that tone.

The person outside the window smiled quietly, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, hiding the years of wind, frost, rain and snow in his eyes, and cast a gloomy voice, "You will only harm yourself and him."

Yu Changqi smiled, full of self-deprecating meaning, "Of course I know it well."

That day, Lin Jiangzhuo's verbal threats to him were nothing but a trick that had been carefully planned for a long time. It could be regarded as knowing himself and the enemy, and pinching his weaknesses accurately.

He also knew that he had gone mad, just like Zhou Lixiao once told him.

The more you can't let go, the more you lose. People often have to learn to let go to have more advantages and opportunities.

But in the end, he was blamed for being short-sighted, stuck in his own way, refused to take a step forward, and wanted to live his life peacefully, but fate always likes to play tricks on people like this.

Naturally, he clearly agreed to Lin Jiangzhuo's request, what would happen if Zhou Lixiao found out, so far he was only dead, and he had nothing to fear, but Ye Fan was not good at it, he couldn't implicate him.

Since the incident last time, Zhou Lixiao had been jealous of them, and making such a fuss now would be like adding fuel to the fire.

After a while, he raised his tone lightly, "I wonder if he can be saved?"

The person outside the window said indifferently: "Maybe we can give it a try, but it won't make him lose his life."

"The general's words are too uncertain."

But the man said: "The prince doesn't need to think too much of me, but I will still do my best."

But Yu Changqi turned around, his gaze was through the window, "Then I would like to thank the general..."

He walked to the table and sat down slowly, and he didn't make another sound for a long time, and the voice outside the window also followed tacitly.

*

Feeling good the next day, I finally couldn't help getting up and jumping. Seeing that the sun was shining outside, I just lifted the pane to take a look, when the door not far away was suddenly opened.

Ye Fan turned around a few times, and saw a handsome man walking in, "Is the injury on your body still not healed yet?"

After a few times of familiarity, Ye Fan walked towards the man, and couldn't help but ask, "Where is the prince? When will he come?"

Cuisheng glanced at him, smiled lightly and said, "Your lord only told me to take good care of you. As for when he will come, how would I know."

Ye Fanji didn't want to let it go, thinking of Yu Changqi's abnormal behavior that day, he still had hidden worries in his heart, "I want to go out."

Cuisheng directly refused, "No."

"Why? My injury is almost healed now."

"It's not a question of whether your injury is good or not." Cuisheng sighed, "Do you think it's suitable for you to appear in the capital now?"

"Then you can go for me..."

"No."

Before he finished speaking, Cuisheng refused again.

"..."

There were waves of fine pains on his back, and Ye Fan couldn't sit up for a few minutes, and his heart was also irritated for a while, so he had to go back to the bed again.

Cuisheng also walked towards him with the medicine in his hand, his tone gradually revealed gentleness, "Your Majesty, why don't you listen to me tell a story."

The pain began to expand gradually, and the whole person was limp in the quilt, and his mind began to become blurred again, so he had to answer softly in order to relieve the pain.

Cuisheng took his wrist and put some medicine on his shoulder, but said slowly: "A long time ago..."

Before he started speaking, Ye Fanji couldn't help showing a smile from the corner of his mouth, "Do you always have to bring back a long time ago when you tell stories?"

"It's not necessary to bring it." He chuckled softly: "This is not a substitute for time, it just refers to the time that cannot be traced back and the people who have been lost."

"..." Inexplicably feeling that this topic would be extremely heavy, Ye Fanji suddenly stopped talking.

"You must be wondering why I, who was born in a palace, met your prince." Cuisheng said to himself, narrowing his slender eyes slightly, "In fact, I didn't know him at first, after all, my identity Poor and lowly, when I was begging on the street, I was tricked by a trafficker with a cake and sold it to Nanfeng Hall..."

"At that time, I was nothing. Like all the young people who just arrived, I was forced to pick up guests to please others, and I was also very obedient. Naturally, I would do everything to survive, but it was still inevitable that I would always be injured. "

The slender fingers stained with medicinal oil were rubbed away on his back little by little, and the pain on his back suddenly became less obvious, but it seemed that something was struggling to break through the ground in his heart.

"After all, people are young and ignorant, and it is more or less inevitable to be frivolous and irritable, so I secretly made a decision. On the night of receiving the guests, I must tear off a piece of meat from the guests. I will let the old bustard of the Nanfeng Pavilion The embarrassment made him unable to step down, so that guest was very unlucky and picked me at the first sight."

As he spoke, he laughed again, "Do you want to know who that unlucky guest is?"

Ye Fanji suddenly felt a little thirsty in his throat, and lay down on the bed without speaking.

"It's your prince."

"..."

"Don't be surprised, and don't look at the surface when looking at people." The scene of that day seemed to emerge in his eyes, and he said slowly: "After all, your prince is not a good person, he was flirtatious at that time."

When he said this, the strength in his hand increased obviously, and he brushed Ye Fanji's wound, and he couldn't hold back his breath immediately.

"It's just that I didn't succeed at that time, and your prince naturally didn't touch me, otherwise I wouldn't have stayed in the Nanfeng Pavilion for more than ten years and still have a perfect body."

"But thanks to meeting him, let me finally know what it means to be a human being, so that I can stand firmly in this place where people cannibalize, just as a Qingguan."

As he said that, he leaned over and blew softly into Ye Fanji's ear, and his fingers followed in a circle, wrapping around his hair, obviously something was wrong in his heart, just about to struggle to get up, but Cuisheng immediately pinched the wound Pressed hard and couldn't move.

"you……"

"Hush—" Cuisheng made a silent gesture next to his ear, pretending to be ambiguous and said: "You have to know, this flesh and blood business is often the best embodiment of what is called the difference between clouds and mud, don't look at those names. How beautiful the red girls were in their prime, but in fact, they only lasted for two or three years, and they will become remnants of flowers and willows..."

"Then they are abandoned and trampled by others. Compared with women, men doing this business will only be lower and more contemptible, so those red men, if they are lucky, can be bought by rich people to play with, at least There is a home, and those who are unlucky can only be trampled on, sold cheaply to those rough people, and ruined to death."

The wound overflowed with blood again, but Cuisheng pressed him and refused to relax, "So, in order not to end up like this, I tried my best to learn art and learn to please people, not to make others feel better, but just to keep myself as a man. I have some self-esteem." He smiled lightly, "I am very lucky that I have survived to this day."

As he spoke, he grabbed Ye Fanji's hair and forced him to raise his head, his tone gradually became harsh, "But what about you, what do you think is the difference between you and those red men?"

"Let go..." Ye Fan gritted his teeth a few times, and punched him in the chest with his back elbow, but Cuisheng easily dodged, pressing his arm with his backhand and twisting it on the back.

My heart skipped a beat, but it wasn't because of the pain in my body, but because of why this person knows martial arts...

Seeing his astonishment, Cuisheng slowly raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Don't be surprised, there are still many things you don't know."

"..."

Stretching out his hand to open his skirt, looking at the clear marks under his neck, he slowly smiled and said: "I advise you to give up as soon as possible, Yu Changqi is good at everything, but he is easy to change his mind, that's right, all men have this virtue .”

"You think I'll believe your nonsense?"

"Yes." The strength in his hand was getting stronger, but the words in his mouth shattered the only struggle in his heart, "Then you know..."

Caressing the familiar eyebrows and eyes inch by inch with his fingers, he chuckled in his ear, "How similar are you to that person?"

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Ye Fanji: "You take the pill."

Yu Changqi: "..."