Rebirth of the Dizi Wushuang

The sky was getting dark, and the lights in the Dajin Palace were brightly lit. Emperor Nan Jinxu was wearing a light golden uniform, with only a green hairpin tied on his head. Although he was not young, except for the gray temples, his handsome face Yi's face could hardly tell his age. He stood alone in front of the bedroom of Jingren Palace, staring fixedly at the shadow cast by the light in the window frame, with indescribable infatuation in his eyes.

Wei Hai, who had been serving the master since he was a child, saw the emperor like this, and couldn't help but think of the time when the empress Wu Yaqing first entered the palace, the emperor hid his identity and turned into a palace attendant to meet the empress, and the empress looked at him through the window , the emperor and queen at that time were really a couple of immortals...

"Love..."

After an unknown amount of time, the lights in the house began to shake unsteadily, and the person sitting in front of the window seemed to feel something, and suddenly stood up and walked towards the bed, as if the emperor who had been standing outside the window was just about to rest. He spoke suddenly, his voice soft and bitter.

"You're still angry with me and don't want to see me, are you?"

No one answered his words, and the emperor didn't seem to care. He was still staring at the figure blankly. After a while, he lowered his head. Pain flashed across his face, and his voice became lower and lower: "It's okay, my friend." I won't go in, and I won't force you to see me

, don't drive me away, I just need to stand here and look at your back, just for a while..."

It's a pity that before his words fell completely, the figure in the room paused, and then the people in the room said indifferently and without any fluctuation: "Your Majesty is so leisurely and carefree, I naturally don't need to chase him away, but it's already late at night. I just sat in the palace and felt unwell, so I have to turn off the lights to rest, if Your Majesty has been standing for a long time, I hope His Majesty will forgive you."

Hearing his voice, the emperor's face brightened first, then darkened again, and after a while, he pulled the corners of his lips, and didn't say anything, but still fixedly stared at the faint figure looming in the light until he reached the window. The light in the room was completely extinguished suddenly, and he still stared at that place, refusing to take his eyes off no matter what.

The moonlight quietly fell, and the shadows of the people outside the window penetrated into the window. Only the person in the quilt was sitting by the window, staring at the shadow for a while, then suddenly closed his eyes, with tears streaming down his eyes. Pass a light.

I don't know if another hour or two hours later, the emperor standing outside finally couldn't bear it anymore and walked up the steps. His steps landed on the door very lightly, and some blue fingertips touched the door, gently touching the door. After gently pushing away, he walked in slowly. His breathing was so light in the dark night that he could hardly hear it clearly.

The room was dark, and the person in the quilt was still sitting by the bed, watching the person step by step into the moonlight, revealing the face that hadn't changed for many years.

It was once the face of the person I loved deeply, but now every time I see it, it hurts to the bone.

"I hate you."

He slowly closed his eyes, ignoring the tears on his face, and murmured in a low voice.

The person standing in front of him immediately froze when he heard the words, as if he was entangled in an inescapable pain. He stood on the spot and lowered his head. After taking a fixed look at the person, he wanted to move forward Steps, but backed up a little bit with difficulty: "I know...I know..."

The person sitting by the bed saw his movement, and after a moment of silence, he raised his hand and clenched the golden-red long robe he was wearing. He stood up staggeringly and walked towards the retreating person in front of him, trembling. Caress the golden phoenix on my shirt until

Finally, he stopped in front of that person, and asked in an unusually soft and resentful tone.

"Ajin, Ajin... If I only hate you, then that's really good, isn't it?"

Looking at the person standing in front of him, smiling up at him, but his face was full of tears, his complexion changed suddenly, his expression was ferocious and painful, he raised his hand and hugged the person in front of him tightly: " Forbid you to hate me, I forbid you to hate me... From that day on, you belong to me alone! I will not let anyone, not even the arrogant Wu Yashi, can take you away from me!"

Hearing this, the person in his arms trembled, and just as he was about to raise his head to say something, his pale lips under the moonlight were sealed first, and then his thin body was hugged and put back into softness. On the quilt, in the darkness, the golden-red phoenix robe fell to the ground, but no one picked it up again.

The limbs were lingering, and when it was deep, Wu Yaqing tightened the corners of her lips, allowing the man to kiss the sweaty temple hair, and put her fingers on the lower abdomen, with a strange light shining in her eyes: "It took so much effort , and even used secret medicine to confuse my sanity, just for it?"

"No." Under the moonlight, Nan Jinxu lowered his head and kissed his cheek lightly, with a gentle and bitter smile, "It's to make up for the regrets you and I had at the beginning—I know that one day your knot can't be untied, One day you won't come back to me."

Wu Yaqing raised her hand, caressed the man's cheek in the half-light, lowered her eyes, neither refuted nor confirmed, just asked in a low voice: "This child...is the one you gave me to eat?" A pill?"

"That's the only thing that can make you sit in the palace again." The person holding him smiled wryly, knowing that he was still blaming himself for the secret medicine, but he stopped hiding it and replied truthfully, "I have already Thinking about it, I just couldn't find the right time, and you didn't give me any chance—you know, I really hate you sometimes, I hate that you are so good to a little maid, but you are so kind to me. So cruel, love..."

Hearing this, Wu Yaqing couldn't help shaking a little, hugged the man with her arms, pressed her cheek against the man's neck, squinted her eyes and curled up, refusing to move, but her body gradually became hot, only Feeling the man's warm fingers across his cheeks, he suddenly pinched his chin fiercely, and then there was a pain on his lips, and a faint smell of blood spread.

"Do you know... Sometimes when I stay in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, looking at the twinkling stars outside the window, when I suddenly think of you, I will take a look at the white peony you planted by your hand at the side of the throne. Looking at it, I miss it again, I was angry and annoyed again, and once I even thought of strangling you to death in this Jingren Palace, so that you could stay with me for the rest of my life."

Hearing such angry but deeply pity words, Wu Yaqing gave a low laugh, leaning her body closer to that person, as if she was afraid of the cold, but her words were filled with deep sadness: "Why not? What if If His Majesty can be more ruthless, I won't be able to hate and love His Majesty so much."

"Qing'er...My Qing'er...you know, the flowers are still blooming very beautifully now, I will take you to see them tomorrow..."

In the silent inner palace, darkness spread layer by layer. The whole palace was like a sleeping monster, waiting for the next ray of sunshine to come, and then opened its bloody mouth.

The sky was bright, and the Murong Mansion began to get busy. When the masters went to court, Murong Hao helped Murong Qi get into the carriage, and then looked back at Jiang Luoyu and Murong Ji who had sent him out of the mansion. The corners of his lips were exposed. With a gentle smile, he motioned for the carriage to go first, and then walked back slowly.

Seeing him approaching, Murong Ji glanced at his brother and sister-in-law with a smile, and immediately raised his hand to salute and returned to the mansion. However, Jiang Luoyu couldn't help but glared at the person in front of him when he heard the footsteps getting away from him, but the next moment Unexpectedly, he was pulled into the man's arms, and just as he raised his eyebrows to push him away, he heard the man's low voice.

"Someone is watching, be careful."

Hearing the word "surveillance", Jiang Luoyu's eyes flashed, he felt a little disbelieving in his heart, but he nodded with a smile on his face, and lowered his voice, "Even if someone is there, you did it on purpose."

When Murong Hao heard the words, he laughed lowly: "Otherwise, how could we get the plaque of 'regarding the king as one's life'?"

After seeing off the man in Xuanyi, Jiang Luoyu returned to Li Yuyuan, first looked through the monthly expenditure books of each house, and then sorted out and asked about the gifts and money sent by the mansion, after carefully calculating the accounts for a while , Murong Chui and Murong Chang woke up from sleep, lay on him and played with the tassels on his sleeves one by one, and started to gnaw after a while.

Jiang Luoyu noticed the movements of the two children, so he didn't feel annoyed, so he leaned back on the soft pillow with a smile on his face. The tassels on his sleeve robes were all in good condition. With the strength of the two children's teeth, they would definitely not be able to bite. I stopped looking at those ledgers, and just watched the two children play while raising their hands to fiddle with them, making a fuss for an entire hour.

By the time he coaxed the two tired children to sleep, put down the bed curtains and got up to go out, it was almost noon.

As soon as he walked out of the door, Jiang Luoyu glanced at the bright sunlight, and saw Mian Xing hurriedly approaching, lowered his body and bowed to him, and said, "Mr. Nei, I sent a message to you."

Jiang Luoyu raised his eyebrows disapprovingly, and walked down the steps slowly to go to the dining room to have a look: "What is it?"

"I heard it's about border wars."

Hearing these words, Jiang Luoyu's expression changed immediately, and her steps stopped, her face was hidden in the darkness of the corridor, and she couldn't see the expression clearly: "Zhaomin has only been back for three months. Did you start making noises again?"

Hearing the anger in his tone, Mian Xing immediately knew why the master was angry, lowered his head and added: "Nei Jun, this time I heard that it has nothing to do with the Wu Ya clan, it is about the Xiongnu, and that matter It seems not small, even Otaki has already sent envoys here, and I don't know Lord Hou..."

Otaki, Huns, envoys?