White Feather Huaisha

Qie Yunhou became a marquis, but his level of holding grudges did not drop. After a whole morning, Xie Huai greeted him with "I'm back" and didn't answer, so he concentrated on dealing with the dog.

The big white dog is not afraid of him anyway, and after being fed and walked wildly by Xie Huai for many years, his physique has already surpassed that of ordinary dogs, standing half as tall as Su Yu.Such an ugly long-haired monster frantically pounced on Su Yu. It seemed that he didn't have the slightest awareness of his physique, and wanted Su Yu to put him in his arms so that he could go to Yanyan's house to eat a piece of meat.

Su Yu occupied both hands, was about to be thrown down by the dog, and hid in hiding, "... Xie Huai, is your long mouth just for display?!"

The Emperor Abacus Beads whistled lazily, and the big white dog shook its body, and wagged its tail at Su Yu lacking in confidence.

Su Yu looked at the ugly and flattering dog face indifferently, obviously not intending to protect his shortcomings.

Finally, the dog's heart and desire failed to fight against his father's arrogance. The big white dog walked back with its tail between its legs and its waist twisted. saliva.

Su Yu walked into the hall and closed the door with his toes to block the wind outside.

Xie Huai looked at him while knocking on the pine nuts.Su Yu was disgusted by him in the morning, but he was so disgusted that he remembered that he still had things to do. He went out of the palace and went to the military aircraft department. He asked Xie Luan for a few blueprints of forging weapons. He just ran back and was still wearing armor. The top and bottom are tightly wrapped by black iron.

Probably because the broad shoulders and narrow waist look really good, Su Yu didn't look bloated in this dress, but was surprisingly tall and handsome, with only a beautiful head exposed, like a deer used to running in the woods .

I don't know if it's the crimson scarf on the neckline, or it's extremely cold today, but from a distance, Qie Yunhou's face is almost white to transparent, and there is a standard word that officials like to use when they choose empresses on the whole face: Bright eyes and bright teeth.

Xie Huai knocked on the pine nuts, and asked pleasingly: "Who messed with you again? What are you holding?"

Without saying a word, Su Yu walked into the hall with a large scroll in his hand, and slammed the heavy thing on the table in front of Xie Huai. He picked it up and drank it all, and then took a breath, "I just met someone from the Ministry of Rites and asked me to bring it in. You can see for yourself."

He ran into Fu Wei on the road just now.Since Lin Chuanluo, the last official in Jinling who dared to play with the dragon's tail, led the decree to the south of Beijing, Fu Wei became more and more afraid to face the saint—go to the palace, the emperor is really not easy to talk; if you don't enter the palace, the Ministry of Rites People are not easy to deal with.

Mr. Fu was not human at both ends, he stuffed dozens of volumes of portraits of ladies from famous families into Qie Yunhou's arms, turned his head and ran away.

Without hesitation, Xie Huai looked at it by himself, and just opened it halfway, then pushed it back like hot hands, "Choose a concubine? You can't do it, my dung beetle's wife is watching."

Su Yu's face turned dark, and he stretched out his right hand to tell him to shut up, "Okay, stop talking, I haven't eaten breakfast yet."

Xie Huai cracked open a pine nut, pointed to the scattered flowers of the Son of Heaven all over the floor, "That's a coincidence, you just poured out your own lunch."

Su Yu was stunned for a long time, said "ah", squatted down to pick it up, and said pleasantly, "It's so good? Did you peel it for me?"

Xie Huaixin gave him a headache, "As for it? What kind of image do I have in your heart?"

Su Yu was half-kneeling, holding a handful of pine nuts in his hands, raised his head, and said, "You don't want to sleep with me or give me food."

Xie Huai looked down at Su Yu.The young man was driven by him for a long time, and he must have been exhausted physically and mentally. He ignored the laws of nature and stretched out again, appearing taller and thinner.

After being the emperor for a whole year, Xie Huai almost forgot all the hardships in the army. At this time, Fuzhi became worried: the two hundred and five princes might not have a meal.

He threw away the cinnabar pen, picked up Su Yu, put him on his shoulder like a hawk, walked to the imperial dining room, and commanded: "Do you have a recipe? Show it to Lord Hou."

All the chefs in the Imperial Dining Room were shocked—it was the first time they saw anyone eating in the Imperial Dining Room.

Su Yu stretched out his hand, and persuaded again with frowning frowns: "Masters and aunts, can we stop saying the three words 'going to a restaurant'?"

Qie Yunhou has been running among the people for a whole year. Not only has he grown taller, but he has also slipped his lips. While sucking on chicken noodle, he got close to his uncle and aunt, and even turned around and said hello, "Grandpa Yang?"

Yang Xi smiled, "Master Hou, how about I borrow your Majesty's servant?"

This old eunuch has always loved to choose Xie Huai's concubine the most. When did he treat him so well?

Su Yu waved his hand inexplicably, and sold the dung beetle, "I'll send you off."

Yang Xi took Xie Huai away, and Su Yu ate up a bowl of chicken noodle. He wanted to study with Yang Xi and who would choose a girl for Xie Huai... On second thought, he rubbed his stomach, but he still didn't feel full .

Qie Yunhou rolled up his sleeves, sat down again, and ate braised pork with braised taro, fermented sweet-scented osmanthus balls, ginger duck, glutinous rice lotus root in honey sauce, stewed crab powder lion head, meat stuffed with bran, Wuxi pork ribs...and three big plates Pancakes.

Qie Yunhou's appetite caused the palace people to watch, Su Yu lowered his head and ate wildly without realizing it.Until the chef's little daughter squatted on the ground and poked his waist with her thin little finger, "...Mother! Master Hou's clothes are so tight!"

Su Yu felt embarrassed now, coughed lightly, and stood up under his breath, "Come on, cough, the workmanship is good."

Yang Xi didn't know where to get Xie Huai busy, he wandered around the palace road for a while.

Since Xie Huai came to the throne, the national crisis has been a problem, and the palace has responded to the voice of the people and greatly reduced redundant staff. Except for the old concubines, there are almost no newcomers left.

Tomorrow is the first day of the Lunar New Year, and the palace is decorated with lanterns and festoons during the New Year's Eve. The red lanterns are lit up early, but there is no one in sight, so I can't help but feel a little sad.

Su Yu remembered that when he entered the door just now, Xie Huai said smoothly, "Are you back?"

Such a broken place is Xie Huai's home.

The old maid walked by holding a palace lantern, Su Yu gestured, "Have you seen Your Majesty?"

The gray-haired old woman covered her cough with her fists, and said, "Report to Lord Hou, this servant just came back from the imperial hospital, where Your Majesty was just now."

Su Yu froze for a moment, then ran forward.

No wonder Yang Xi was in a hurry to get Xie Huai away—tomorrow is the New Year, and Lin Zhou will go home for the New Year, and he will be there for seven or eight days. The old eunuch asked Xie Huai to go to the doctor and prescribe medicine.

The palace was empty and large, with high walls standing on both sides of the palace road, and the wind howled, and Su Yu's cheek was blown unconscious. He passed by the Tai Hospital and didn't find it. Lin Zhou picked up the medicine box and closed the door.

He stopped short of breath, "Doctor Lin."

At the beginning of spring, Lin Zhou moved his family to Jinling.Moving was tiring and troublesome, the old doctor aged three years in a year, hunched over, the key was facing the keyhole, and it couldn't be right no matter what.

Su Yu helped him close the door, pulled up his collar again, and sent Lin Zhou out of the palace.

Lin Zhouyou said as he walked: "...It's still the old way. Eat a light diet, think leisurely, and rest in peace. The meridians will not be burned out so easily, and the poison will naturally be delayed."

Su Yu lowered his head and let out a "hmm".

When the two of them reached the gate of the palace, Lin Zhou stopped, "Oh, but, Lord Marquis, do you think His Majesty has the conditions to rest? When Westerners come to discuss business, they must drink; if there is any disturbance, they must stay up late; And that, now I don’t get angry very much, I keep everything in my heart. In fact, I have the same temper as the late emperor..."

Su Yu rubbed his face and said with a smile, "I can't see it either."

Lin Zhou said with a smile: "It's okay if you don't see it. Come on, here we are, young master, have a good year."

Su Yu said, "See you next year."

Looking at it over time, Xie Huai's symptoms were almost nonexistent, but Su Yu only saw him every few months, so even if there was only a slight change, it was particularly obvious in Su Yu's eyes.

For example, the body temperature is getting higher and higher, and the breath is hot on the back of the neck, almost like a fire; the ears are also not sensitive at all times, and sometimes the tea I drink is cold without realizing it.

It is not accurate to say that his brain is not good. Xie Huai has only one brain intact, and sometimes he seems to pretend to be stupid, but in fact it is all due to his broad-minded nature—commonly known as the lack of root strings. The string of possible consequences that Zhou said was stuffed into his ears.

Su Yu had never dared to put himself in the same position. If it was him, what would it feel like to watch his body gradually lose its function and become ashen and dry day by day.

But Xie Huai didn't seem to care much, and his only energy was devoted to instant gratification, he was simply careless.

Su Yu snorted, and walked back along the long palace road. Before reaching the bedroom, he saw a circle of guards around the palace wall from a long distance away.

He breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably, Xie Huai was indeed in the bedroom.

Xie Huai's decision of "You are too weak to use up your body so you have to give up" probably left a big shadow on Xie Huai. In addition to his suspicious nature, he was so annoyed to think that someone would use this shit to make a raft with him. Killing people - so after he ascended the throne, he made three agreements with the guards, and he could guard them, but he could only stay outside the palace walls.

Apart from Lin Zhou Yangxi and himself, there was no fourth person in the palace who knew about this.

Su Yu waved away the guards, walked into the palace wall, walked through the wobbly red lanterns, and knocked on the closed door, "Xie Huai."

No one answered, probably Xie Huai didn't hear.

Su Yu raised his voice, "Thank you...Your Majesty?"

Still no one answered.

Out of nowhere, a strange panic surged in Su Yu's chest inexplicably.

He has accepted that Xie Huai has an unresolved poison and will die sooner or later, but he always feels that it is a long way off.

It's hard to say how far it is, but at least every time he returns to Jinling and opens the palace door, Xie Huai will raise his chin at him fiercely, "You're back?"

Home is where Xie Huai is.

Some things will come sooner or later, he knows, it doesn't matter.But at least not now.

There was a "buzz" in Su Yu's head.

He was stunned for a while, sweating profusely, then suddenly took a step back, aimed at the crack of the door, and kicked it up.

The iron gate stood still, and Su Yu's toes were in pain for a moment. He ignored it and kicked again, "Open the door! Thank you Huai!"

There was silence inside the door for a while, Su Yu suddenly turned around and walked down the corridor, looking around for no one, he stretched out his arms and hugged the beams, and got up clumsily.

Tree climbing is San Lun's good skill. Su Yu hadn't climbed it a few times, but he staggered and fell several times before he mastered the essentials. When he stood on the roof, he also damaged a large piece of iron horses and glazed tiles.

He continued to destroy until he tore out a gap of more than a foot square on the roof. He untied his belt and tied it to the side, grabbed the rope and slipped down.

There was a warm fire in the hall, and there was no sound at all.

The layout of the sleeping hall was complicated, and Su Yu went there at first glance, but he didn't know where he had landed. After bumping around like a headless chicken for a long time, he finally found the familiar door.

With a "squeak", the door was pushed open, Su Yu walked in, lifted his robe, and slowly squatted down.

He wasn't dead, he was just asleep.

One bed is a book, Xie Huai is probably still sleepy after reading a book, and sleeps very soundly, the sharp facial features have been eased by two or three points because of the deep sleep, and it looks a little romantic and gentle.

But Su Yu didn't have any tenderness in his heart. He stared at those thin and soft lips for a long time, but still couldn't restrain himself. He lowered his head and bit down viciously.

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