I know I was wrong

After Yan Shirong returned from Honglian Division, he fell ill and hadn't seen anyone for half a month.

Rao even Xue Cuo didn't want to see him.

One night Xue Cuo really missed him so much that he climbed over the wall, but was caught by Cheng Gui.

Commander Xue seems to have never been caught by the housekeeper in other people's yards, but he is used to keeping quiet, even if he is seen by others, he can act as if nothing happened. With a glance of sinister eyes, both Chenggui and Chenggui are suspicious. It's me who's walled off by others.

But after all, it was the prince who issued the death order, and no one will be seen. Chenggui stood his ground, thinking that this should be like this-I don’t see Xue Cuo, I don’t see Xue Cuo, don’t let him in, don’t let him in!

Chenggui had no reason to go against what the master said, so he had no choice but to say: "Commander Xue, the lord has said it, and we don't see any guests."

Xue Cuo was about to step into the yard, narrowed his eyes and said, "I just look at him once, and I'll go back after seeing him."

Cheng Gui even heard that there seemed to be some cautiousness in these words, but he gritted his teeth and knelt down in front of Xue Cuo: "The prince said that if you try to break through, he will hate you for the rest of his life."

The worst and simplest threat, like an invisible rope, tightly bound Xue Cuo's feet, forcing him to stop in front of the door.

Under the moonlight, Xue Cuo's eyes flashed with dark eyebrows like a silent lake, and he said slowly: "Then let him remember and hate me for the rest of his life."

After saying that, he opened the door—but he quickly closed the door again.

Because in the room, Yan Shirong was hoarse.

He said, Xue Cuo, you go out.

Xue Cuo obediently stepped back down the steps.

But he didn't want to go back.

It's ridiculous, the commander of the government and the public just because of a few words from his sweetheart, he stood in the courtyard all night in frost and dew.

Yan Shirong in the room knew that he was outside, and even suppressed his coughing, for fear that if he let out his voice, Xue Cuo would break in and see himself so pale and embarrassed.

He hasn't figured out how to face Xue Cuo yet.

At least, not tonight.

At dawn, Yan Shirong experienced the biting cold at night, his thin shirt was drenched with cold sweat, and his plain white clothes were stained with blood at some point, just like red plums falling off the branches.

Chenggui came in and reported, "Master, the commander has gone to court."

Yan Shirong closed his eyes, then opened them again, looking at Cheng Gui with his dark eyes, and turned around, but lost most of his luster: "Does he... look good?"

Cheng Gui didn't know how to answer, so he just said: "You don't look very good, and there are blue circles under your eyes, probably because you miss you too much."

Yan Shirong turned around, smiled feebly, and stopped talking.

Later, Xue Cuo stopped coming, and Yan Shirong's hands trembling more and more while reading the letter, finally couldn't help asking: "What has Xue Cuo been doing recently?"

Yi Cui replied: "The Commander is about to go to Caishikou to execute Wu Xiao today."

Before the words were finished, Cheng Gui came back with a panicked expression: "Master! It's not good! It's not good!"

Yan Shirong frowned: "Why are you panicking?"

"Wu Xiao heard about the secret of the Sumeru flower poison somewhere. Before he was executed, he told Commander Xue. He also said—"

"say what?"

Chenggui gritted his teeth: "He said that if the king wants his ministers to die, the ministers have to die."

Yan Shirong's face was extremely pale, "Where is Xue Cuo?"

"Already entered the palace!"

At that time, the executioner sprayed wine on the sword, Xue Cuo asked Wu Xiao, "Do you have any last words?"

Wu Xiao was eager to understand this, and laughed loudly: "You are much better than your father."

Xue Cuo threw out the command arrow.

Wu Xiao laughed even more freely: "Even if you kill me, you still can't cure the poison of Sumeru Flower. Sooner or later, the person you miss will perish bit by bit under the torture of flower poison. No matter how beautiful the skin is, It will also become a piece of loess. Because the king wants the minister to die, the minister has to die, just like your father, just like me, just like him—"

As soon as the voice fell, the head fell to the ground.

Xue Cuo's face was still splashed with Wu Xiao's warm blood, before he could wipe it off, he entered the palace and went straight to the Anmin Hall.

When Xue Cuo came out, the blood had dried up. When he went to the prince's mansion, it rained suddenly, and the rain dripped down his cheeks. Walking in the rain, he realized how dirty his face was.

Holding the small porcelain bottle tightly in his hand, he touched his face, and the faint blood was washed away by the rain.

He wiped it vigorously with his sleeve, thinking, what if the blood stains on his face frightened the little prince.

Before going to the prince's mansion, Xue Cuo used the rain to wipe away all the blood on his face, and secretly lamented that it was better to wear black, even if it was stained with blood, people would not be able to detect it.

When Yan Shirong saw Xue Cuo again, he saw him drenched all over.

Ordering everyone in the house to go out to get clothes and water to make soup, Xue Cuo couldn't help laughing muffled when he saw Yan Shirong busy for him.

He pulled Yan Shirong to sit beside him, and said very seriously: "Ayu can live a long life."

Yan Shirong was taken aback, the words were very familiar, as if Princess Ning'an had said them to herself a long time ago.

At that time, when he went to play in the Princess's mansion, Ning An often made almond cheese for him.Ning An looked at his delicate and charming face, and jokingly said that this is the method recorded in "Lu Mansion Forbidden Prescriptions", and it can keep your face youthful after taking it for a long time, it looks like a fairy.

"Our Ayu is so good-looking, I'm afraid there will be no girl who can match you in the future."

Before he finished speaking, Xue Cuo came back from practicing his sword, begged for a bowl of almond cheese, and dried it in one go.

Yan Shirong was ignorant, and asked Ning An: "Brother Cangyu can look like a fairy after drinking it?"

Xue Cuo choked when he heard the words, as if he had been burned, he took a deep breath and listened with his ears straight.

Ning An smiled: "Drink the Tibetan jade and live a long life."

Yan Shirong was eager to try: "Then Ayu will also live a long life with Brother Cangyu."

Ning An patted his head, "Okay, Ah Yu can live a long life."

Now, when Xue Cuo uttered these words almost like a pious prayer, Yan Shirong couldn't help being moved, but he didn't answer him, smelling the slight smell of alcohol on his body, he just said: "You are drunk."

Xue Cuo frowned, narrowed his slanted eyes slightly, and was unhappy: "I'm not drunk."

He sat on the stool, the rain on his body snaked all the way to the ground along the corners of his clothes.He was too wet to touch Yan Shirong, but his eyes sized him up unscrupulously for an unknown amount of time, Xue Cuo smiled, "Ayu, you are so pretty."

Xue Cuo had never praised him so bluntly for his good looks, and Yan Shirong immediately felt that Xue Cuo was quite drunk.

But his face turned red suddenly, and then he coughed twice, his face became even redder because he gritted his teeth.

Yan Shi tolerated it, and asked Xue Cuo, "Did you go to the palace earlier?"

"Yes."

"What did you say to the emperor?"

Xue Cuo didn't answer, he secretly opened the bottle from his sleeve and said, "Ah Yu can live a long life."

"I--"

As soon as Yan Shirong opened his mouth, Xue Cuo quickly threw the pill in the bottle into his mouth with sharp eyesight, and patted it lightly with his palm, Yan Shirong covered his neck and frowned and coughed.

"What did you feed me?"

"The antidote." Xue Cuo looked at Yan Shirong, smiled softly, and called him "Ayu" over and over again.

Yan Shirong's heart skipped a beat, Xue Cuo really knew about it.

Everyone said that his poison was caused by the third prince, but in fact he had a mirror in his heart, and it was just Yan Qing's means of revenge.When Yan Qing was young, he had a suspicion with the third prince, and Yan Shirong was his sword.

For the past ten years, Yan Shirong has been suspenseful by the rejuvenation doctor. The doctor only said that he can dissolve most of his toxins, and the rest needs to be taken every year to make pills and slowly recuperate.The pills can only keep him alive month after month, at least to ensure that he will not be harmed by the flower poison during the month of taking the medicine.This year is the most critical time for recuperation, but unfortunately, this year, the miracle doctor of rejuvenation has disappeared.

If it is said that the person in the world who can't tolerate Yan Shirong the most is his elder brother Yan Qing.

When he was young, he was favored by his father. Although the late emperor passed on to Yan Qing, he gave Yan Shirong a gold medal to avoid death and a secret decree.What was written in the secret decree was unknown to the public, after all, Yan Qing would not tolerate it.

The two have maintained a harmonious relationship over the years, but at some point, even this seemingly harmonious relationship gradually disintegrated.

It is absolutely impossible for Yan Qing to give this medicine to Yan Shirong with good intentions, there must be some kind of agreement between him and Xue Cuo.

Xue Cuo's eyes are very different from the past, tonight he is no longer suppressed and restrained, his eyes are shining with fragments of light.

But Xue Cuo tonight is desolate.

Yan Shirong recalled the recent movements in the letter, and suddenly realized, "He wants you to cut down the feudal clan?"

There is only one possibility.

When Xue Cuochu came to power, Yan Qing was Yan Qing's sword that intimidated all directions, and he cut through all intertwined roots.Only Xue Cuo was able to frighten the Manchu Dynasty. If he came to cut down the vassals, the thunderous means, no matter whether it succeeded or not, would definitely anger the vassals.

It is the king's mercy that the double-edged sword that kills is finally given to the slain.

What's more, that sword is double-edged. Yan Qing started to promote benevolent government and establish virtue in the court, so he no longer needs cruel officials to stand up for him.

Xue Cuo is one of his abandoned sons.

Honglian Division will sooner or later become history.

Xue Cuo looked at Yan Shirong, his eyes were red, but he lowered his voice: "Ayu, I only hope you live a long life."

I only hope that you live a long life and live this life without any worries. I will block the bloody wind and swords and swords for you. You just need to walk all the way towards the bright place.

People like me were born in the mud early in the morning.

Yan Shirong took a deep breath and let out a cry: "But I! I also hope you can live a long life!"

He spread out the palm of his hand, he crushed the pill into powder, poured a cup of warm tea, and the powder was washed away.

He had already made a rough guess before, and by pretending to be coughing, he played a trick and secretly hid the pill in the palm of his hand, making Xue Cuo think that he had swallowed it.

"Brother Cangyu."

"I want you to do what you want."

"Not at the mercy of others."

Xue Cuo's eyes were red, but he couldn't say anything, he hugged Yan Shirong tightly, and pressed him firmly into his chest with both arms.

Yan Shirong didn't cry out, and heard Xue Cuo calling his name over and over again.

It's not calling him Ayu, not whispering softly, nor being warm and affectionate, but calling him Yan Shirong as viciously and ferociously as if he would be eaten to pieces.

But Xue Cuo could only show his fierceness with his mouth, and his heart had been worn away by the cinnabar mole.

He was reluctant.

"I'm here, Brother Cangyu."

The author has something to say: Thanks to the little girl for her fat house water

Thank you for the super fierce and hardcore Lei

I don’t think there is anything wrong with every update, but when I read the comments, I feel that I am on the verge of being beaten.

Then there will be a cutie pampering me today o(TヘTo)

Tomorrow I will pack up and go back to school, I don’t have time to revise the article, please take a day off, I will update it when I go back to school, miss me!

It's a pity that the little flower is lost! QQ