Ugly Nuer

Because the palace has been noisy for the past few days, today it is barely lively. The noble concubine in the harem entertained the wives and set up a stage for people to sing. Cheng Huan could only vaguely hear a little movement, but could not see the scene.

He was curious, and also worried that Xuanyuan Lin would not know when he would come back. If he was drunk, others would not take good care of him, so he would not go out, and would just sit at the gate of the palace and look at him occasionally.

Today's Daming Palace was extremely deserted, Fu Zhuo didn't come, Chen Rong didn't come, the eunuchs and maids in the palace hid together and had fun, only the guards waited boredly.

Cheng Huan looked at the sky boredly. There was no moon or stars. It was clearly New Year's Eve, but the sky was not festive at all, but rather gloomy.

After sitting for a while, Cheng Huan's hands and feet became a little cold. He quickly got up and walked back, fearing that Xuanyuan Lin would catch him and scold him again.

However, as soon as he stood up, his face felt cold. He was stunned for a moment. When he raised his head, snowflakes fell one after another. The last day has finally come.

"What do you mean by that sentence... What a good year for Ruixue."

"Auspicious snow heralds a good harvest, don't you know such a saying?"

Cheng Huan blinked, and saw Chen Rong walking slowly, wrapped in wind and snow, carrying a wine jar. He felt a little happy in his heart. Other places were bustling, but his place was deserted. Can make people happy.

"Why are you here? It's not a night banquet? I see, your official is too young to get in, right?"

Matchstick Men

Chen Rong didn't taunt him like before, but shook the wine jar in his hand: "Do you want to drink?"

Cheng Huan felt that getting drunk and having a headache was quite uncomfortable, but on a day like today, it didn't seem good not to drink a little, not to mention it was brought by Chen Rong.

But as soon as the wine jar was opened, Cheng Huan frowned: "Why does this smell a bit strong? How about something else?"

He called the little eunuch to get sweet wine, Chen Rong patted the table: "Big man, always drinks sweet wine, is it shameful?"

Cheng Huan looked at him speechlessly, thinking that he was not really a man, but since he insisted on drinking, he should drink it, but he was still a little weird.

"Are you worried?"

If he was drunk, wouldn't he have to stay overnight in Daming Palace?

Cheng Huan was a little reluctant,

Chen Rong took a sip and coughed out of it. He couldn't bear such a strong drink. Cheng Huan gave him a disgusted look, and asked someone to bring a hip flask. Face to drink in small sips.

"Why do we have to drink such a nasty thing?"

His face was wrinkled, and he couldn't drink anymore, sticking out his tongue so hot.

Chen Rong also frowned, but didn't say a word, his eyes looked at the void, and he drank one cup after another.Cheng Huan thought he was weird, and he drank too much himself, so he walked into the inner room swaying left and right, and just lying on the bed, Chen Rong followed him, still holding the wine in his hand.

Cheng Huan waved his hand: "I won't drink anymore, you can drink it yourself."

Chen Rong stared at him intently, before speaking for a while: "The banquet in front of the court, the wine given by the emperor."

The wine given by Xuanyuan Lin?

Cheng Huan regained his energy, sat up quickly, stretched out his hand to take the wine, was about to drink it down, and suddenly stopped.

He sniffled and looked at Chen Rong suspiciously: "Is this really wine bestowed by the emperor?"

Chen Rong folded his arms and looked at him: "There's only one cup, if you don't drink it, I'll drink it."

Cheng Huan curled his lips, poured it in one gulp, and then stuck out his tongue: "Why does this taste the same as the wine you brought..."

Chen Rong's body froze slightly, his eyes fell on his lips, and he couldn't move away.

Cheng Huan is rare and keen: "Could it be...the bar you brought?"

Chen Rong smiled, sat on the ground, and looked at him from bottom to top: "Yes, I brought it, and it was poisoned."

Cheng Huan's pupils shrank, and he scratched his throat trying to spit it out.

"If you spit it out, something will happen to the emperor."

Cheng Huan's movements froze, Chen Rong raised his hand and patted Cheng Huan's back: "Don't worry, I'm the only one who came to Daming Palace today, since something happened to you, naturally I can't live."

Cheng Huan didn't care what happened to Chen Rong, but just wanted to know what would happen to Xuanyuan Lin.

Chen Rong didn't let it go either: "Guess what I saw before entering the palace? Commander Lang will lead people to surround the hall."

Cheng Huan was stunned, knowing that this matter was not simple, but no matter how he saw it, it would only be the courtiers, so what did it have to do with Xuanyuan Lin?

"Don't you understand? Tonight, the imperial decree will be issued. With the current situation, the emperor intends to kill whoever refuses to obey... because you, Dachang Chaotang, are really going to be bloodbathed."

These words were so cruel, Cheng Huan subconsciously thought that he was deceiving himself, he shook his head: "Impossible, he is not such a person..."

However, Xuanyuan Lin's words popped up in his mind, he said that the matter would be settled by New Year's Eve at the latest, and today is the deadline.

"That's all. Whoever is the emperor has never killed his subjects, but the emperor has offended all the clan. If he is charged with indiscriminate killing of innocent people... the late emperor is more than just the emperor's son."

When Cheng Huan froze, would Xuanyuan Lin lose his throne?

Chen Rong saw that he seemed to have nothing to say, so he smiled: "I will accompany you on the road to Huangquan, and you are not lonely."

Cheng Huan was in a state of confusion, panic and fear, but he still had a clear thought: "You killed me... for the good of the emperor?"

He didn't feel angry, Cheng Huan thought that he must have been poisoned by poisoned wine.

Unexpectedly, Chen Rong shook his head: "It's not for him. There are many people in the court who want to kill you, but the only one who can do it is Your Highness. If I don't come today, he will come."

Cheng Huan understood that if he wanted to kill himself, there would always be someone buried with him, and although the virtuous king was of royal blood, he would not really die, but if the dignified prince were stripped of his title and reduced to a commoner, it would be more difficult. It's even harder to die.

Cheng Huan didn't expect to wait happily for Xuanyuan Lin to come back, there would be such a result, where would a person go after death?Will he never see Xuanyuan Lin again?He hasn't done anything for Xuanyuan Lin, so he can only leave him a corpse?

He covered his face with shaking hands, and said in a hoarse voice, "I really... so damn it?"

Chen Rong was unexpectedly not mean: "Honestly, this is the first time I feel that you don't deserve to die, but who made you get involved with someone you shouldn't be involved with... Look at the two of us, don't we look like two Ant? But you are luckier than me, at least you are in love with each other."

And he tried his best, but there was nothing.

Cheng Huan was speechless, he didn't know if it was his own illusion, he always felt that his chest had started to hurt, he couldn't breathe because of the pain, and Xuanyuan Lin's face was all over his head.

Chen Rong looked at the sky outside: "Don't be afraid, I got the medicine from Xian Wang's Mansion, it must be a good thing, if it is poisonous, maybe it won't even hurt."

Cheng Huan called Xuanyuan Lin's name over and over again in his mind, he will be fine...

Chen Rong sighed a long time: "I am much worse than you, the emperor doesn't know what he will do to me...Maybe all [-] kinds of torture will be used, open your eyes wide on the way to Huangquan, you must recognize me. "

Cheng Huan wants to drink a little bit, at least when he is drunk, he won't think so much, he is actually not that afraid of death, if Xuanyuan Lin can live better...

He forced himself to smile, shook his hands to get the wine glass, and asked Chen Rong: "Why don't you have a glass of poisonous wine too?"

Chen Rong shook his head: "No, now that he's dead, how do we get the virtuous king out?"

He wants to live to confess his guilt and replace everything for Xuanyuanjing.

Cheng Huan stopped talking, got up and went outside to take a sip of strong wine. I don't know if it was a psychological effect, but he really didn't feel so afraid of death.

He asked Chen Rong: "If I die, will he really be fine?"

Chen Rong nodded: "At least I can still be the emperor in peace, and I will never forget you for the rest of my life."

After saying this, Cheng Huan wanted to cry again: "I'm dead, why remember me?"

He raised his head and forced back the tears from the corners of his eyes, raised his hand and rubbed his face roughly: "Otherwise, you'd better go, don't admit anything, if he still likes you, you should treat him well, anyway, the virtuous king is not will want you."

Chen Rong was stunned for a while, and looked at him in shock: "What are you talking about?"

What kind of feeling is this? If you are dying, you can still think about it. Chen Rong can't understand: "Why do you have such feelings for him... Is he really that good?"

Cheng Huan didn't know what to say, he didn't know what was good about Xuanyuan Lin, but he just wanted to give him everything.

Perhaps when a person is about to die, his mind will be very clear. He suddenly remembered a sentence. He didn't know whether it was accurate or not, but he said it anyway: "The opera is not singing... I don't know what to do. Go deeper."

It was the first time he bit his tongue, and he thought it was ridiculous, so he couldn't help laughing, and when he smiled, blood suddenly dripped from his mouth. Get it, it's poisonous.

Chen Rong glanced at him silently and didn't speak again.

Cheng Huan's body trembled suddenly, and as if he had returned to the light, he got up and staggered towards the door. Chen Rong hurriedly stopped him: "It's too late for you to ask for help now, Cheng Huan, die decently."

Cheng Huan shook his head wildly: "I can't die here."

Chen Rong dragged him to prevent him from leaving. If Cheng Huan didn't die in Daming Palace, this matter couldn't be blamed on Xuanyuan Lin, and there was no reason to say that he had come to his senses and killed a traitor.

"What's the use of struggling again? It's for the emperor."

Cheng Huan's internal organs were hurting, but his feet still walked out unswervingly. With so much strength, Chen Rong couldn't hold him back.

"It's because of him... that I can't... die here..."

He remembered the last time he woke up, the inner hall that no one entered or left, the bed that no one touched, the chilly breath that pierced his bones...

If he really died in this Daming Palace, where would Xuanyuan Lin live in the future?

This is the emperor's bedroom, he can't let his blood be spilled here, and he can't let Xuanyuan Lin have bad memories in this place.

he has to go out...

But he couldn't control his footsteps, he couldn't even lift his legs, he was dragged to the ground by Chen Rong forcefully, he couldn't get up, but he grabbed Chen Rong's sleeve: "Help me... People's corner...anywhere is good..."

Chen Rong didn't expect him to mean this, as long as he is still in the Daming Palace, what does it matter where the corner is?

"Okay, I'll take you out."

Cheng Huan's appearance was too miserable, as soon as he left the gate of the main hall, the servant noticed something was wrong and hurried out to call for someone.

Chen Rong couldn't carry Cheng Huan on his back, so he could only half-drag, but his feet slipped, and both of them fell out. Cheng Huan was completely exhausted, and Chen Rong tried hard for a long time but couldn't pull him away. Pulling it up, he simply lay down in the snow with him.

"I didn't expect you to die in my hands..."

Cheng Huan's eyes rolled slowly: "What?"

Chen Rong smiled: "The last time you were kicked out of the palace, I bought the murderer to kill you... But you were lucky, so you didn't die."

Cheng Huan was silent for a moment before he said in an angry voice: "It turns out...it's not...he..."

There was a trace of rejoicing in his heart, it turned out that Xuanyuan Lin never thought of killing him...

He grinned at the corner of his mouth, and wanted to say thank you to Chen Rong, so that he would not misunderstand Xuanyuan Lin before he died, but his lips only moved, and before the sound came out, the world was completely dark.