in the ancient last days

Very strange.

Since Chu Zhao came back from the palace, the two brothers began to maintain a delicate balance. During the day, he took Jingxi for a walk, raised the baby, and had meals; at night, he had to endure the harassment of the other twin. As a result, he has developed a good skill of flying over eaves and walls, and can always sneak into Chu Zhao's study at night without anyone noticing.

There are no big things in the illusion, except reading books to enrich yourself, and the second is to look forward to the birth of Zai Zai. Except for being called into the palace to handle government affairs from time to time, everything seems to be quite stable?

For this reason, Chu Zhao smiled wryly. The pain of being a man on the left and right is not something ordinary people can bear. If it wasn’t for catching the real phantom eyes in this illusion, Chu Zhao would have given up his business a long time ago. Grind into needles.

... He simply couldn't understand what those people who had a lot of concubines in the mansion thought. Could it be that Jing Ling wanted to put an end to his future thoughts?Well, very likely.

"Huh, why didn't you move?" Shuang'er, who was sitting on him, said dissatisfiedly, with a fierce look on his face, blurred and sexy eyes.

Chu Zhao was lazy and didn't want to talk.

Jing Ling blushed: "I also want, um, to give birth to you."

Chu Zhao: "Oh."

The tone is perfunctory.

Jing Ling raised his butt, his expression changed: "Why do you have such an attitude?"

Chu Zhao dead fish eye, if you are mitotically split into two brothers by your role-playing sweetheart, who take turns draining you every day, you will soon become like this too.

Jing Ling misunderstood what he meant, her eyes slowly turned red, and she pursed her lips: "I heard that damn you like to smoke while doing it, is it because I don't have it?"

Chu Zhao gasped for a moment, a carp slammed into his mouth, his face flushed, "What are you talking about!"

Jing Ling licked his palm with his tongue, and moaned deliberately.

Finally it's all over.

Jing Ling's face was full of pride: "He will never let you shoot so fast."

Chu Zhao raised his eyelids and didn't want to talk. Is this guy really Jing Ling's essence? He's so thick-skinned...

Chu Zhao entered the palace again.

The emperor was ill for a few days and could not go to court. He heard that he had contracted a cold.

So Chu Zhao, who is known as the prince, was called into the palace because of the free labor that he didn't want to write for nothing?

This kind of situation seems to have appeared several times in his memory. Chu Zhao felt that he had discovered the truth, but he had to be very happy in terms of character design. After all, he was an ambitious prince.

Eunuch Liang stood at the entrance of the hall with a troubled expression on his face. Seeing Chu Zhao approaching, he seemed to see a savior: "Oh, my lord, you are finally here, go in quickly."

Chu Zhao quickly walked into the hall. In the dim light, a thin figure leaned against the couch, his black eyelashes like crow feathers drooped down, casting a shadow on his eyes and face, and his lips were pale.

Although he still couldn't see his face clearly, he felt a sense of familiarity inexplicably.

The voice couldn't help but soften a little: "Your Majesty?"

"Hmm." The person on the dragon bed slowly opened his eyes: "Brother Wang is here."

"Brother Wang, come here." The other party patted the side.

Chu Zhao sat up and saw his lips turned pale, and said, "The cold is not a trivial matter, His Majesty must treat it as soon as possible."

"It's not the wind and cold..." The emperor closed his eyes again in an inaudible murmur, and said nothing more.

Sitting beside him, Chu Zhao couldn't help frowning. With his extraordinary hearing, he naturally heard what the emperor thought he couldn't hear, wasn't it Fenghan?Then why is it like this.

Smelling a faint smell of medicine at the tip of his nose, Chu Zhao silently memorized the smell and called out the system.

System: [Host? 】

Chu Zhao: [See if you can write down the classification of this medicine]

System: [OK]

After scanning for a while, the system gave him a list of several herbs that he retrieved based on the smell, and Chu Zhao silently wrote down the list.Turning around, he saw the emperor lying down with a pale face and sleeping under him. It was strange, his heart was a little weak, and there was an inexplicable emotion brewing, which made him want to touch the other person's face.

Shaking his head, Chu Zhao dismissed his thoughts, that is the emperor.

He lifted up his robe, sat on a stool beside him and began to seriously review the memorial. After all, the emperor was unable to deal with government affairs, and the mountains of things could only be weighed on him, the imperial brother who was named.

The room became extremely quiet for a moment, only the sound of flipping through papers, and a little bit of ambergris quietly burning.

Chu Zhao earnestly brushed across the pen, and suddenly heard a choked sob coming from his ear, and the person on the bed frowned tightly, as if he was having a nightmare.

"His Majesty?"

The people on the bed curled up together, clenched their fists tightly, and whispered softly from their lips: "Azhao..."

Chu Zhao's pupils shrank suddenly, and he bent down to touch the emperor's lips, and heard the two words more clearly.

"...Azhao!"

Rapid breathing.

How can it be?

Stunned on the spot, Chu Zhao touched the lips of the man on the couch tremblingly with his fingertips, and then was sucked in. The young man bit him with the tip of his teeth, and panicked even in his dream: "Don't leave me behind!" ...."

Then there was a soft sob.

Touched by the warm palm on his cheek, the nightmare man buried his head sideways, his eyelashes trembling uncomfortably, as if he couldn't let go of the heat.

Walking around with his fingertips, Chu Zhao clearly felt the contours of the other party's facial organs, eyebrows, eyes, nose, mouth...the last little bulge between the brows, the double face deeply embedded in his heart, completely , Even the small mole behind the ear is exactly the same.

Chu Zhao's heart suddenly hung in the air, and then slowly fell down.

"system."

"I seem to have found out who is the real phantom eye in this illusion..."

A wry smile sounded in Zhu Hong's main hall.

Wangfu.

"Pharmacist, can you identify the effect of the mixture of these medicines?" Chu Zhao reported the names of the medicinal materials recorded by the system one by one.

The old pharmacist at the mansion listened, pondered for a long time, and finally asked in doubt: "This prescription is a forbidden drug in the palace, and it has great side effects on the body. How could the prince have it?"

"Forbidden drugs in the palace?"

The old pharmacist said that this medicine was given to some young eunuchs who had just returned from the palace in the ancestor's palace. It can restrain the development of body organs. is expressly prohibited.

"Then can this medicine work on Shuang'er?"

The old pharmacist murmured: "Of course, it is also used to punish some of the harem's twins who have committed wrongdoings. The prince asked this, is it because he wants...?"

Chu Zhao: "Nothing, you can go down."

Watching the back of the old pharmacist leaving, he thought to himself, sure enough, taking this medicine can restrain the body's organs from maturing, which is the best cover for Shuang'er.Just now the old pharmacist said that the side effects of this medicine are extremely serious. After taking it, he would suffer from pain once a month. That's why he remembered that the emperor was weak and sick and often suffered from wind and cold.

Holding the prescription, Chu Zhao slowly closed his eyes, thinking about something.

A few days later, it was the three-yearly Xishan ancestor worship day.

There are few royal heirs this time, and even Chu Zhao, a pseudo-prince named by name, was pulled together to be a strong man.

Riding on a tall black horse, the curtain of the dragon chariot was suddenly lifted by a hand. His finger bones were slender, white and moist, and the people in the chariot called his name: "Brother Wang, come on the chariot, let's talk with me!" .”

Of course Chu Zhao would not refuse to be able to get in the car to rest. He turned around and got off the horse. He opened the curtain and went in, and saw the emperor sitting on the soft seat in the car, his face pale.

Chu Zhao, who knew about the forbidden medicine, naturally no longer thought it was a sequela of the wind and cold. The forbidden medicine was strong and destructive to the body, and the emperor seemed to be in pain.

Chu Zhao sat beside him and held him: "Is your body okay?"

Suddenly being held by the hand and being questioned and concerned, the emperor was flattered at once. You must know that the king of Chu hated that he was not the biological son of the first emperor, had no destiny for the throne, and disliked him in every possible way as the orthodox heir. Why did he ever care about him so sincerely?

Seems like it all happened in a dream.

Once upon a time, when they were young, they were also a pair of close partners.

Thighs were next to thighs, and the scorching heat came, making the little emperor shrink back a little uncomfortably, "Wang, Brother Wang..." The secret place underneath was very uncomfortable, and he couldn't help but yearn for his temperature.

"My lord, I don't know something."

"What, what?" Responding, the emperor clamped his legs without showing any signs.

Chu Zhao: "Did you smell anything strange?"

"It's strange." The emperor wondered.

"A faint smell of medicine, and..."

The movement is as quick as lightning, and as expected, it touches a piece of softness, which is different from the hardness of ordinary men, but the characteristics of Shuang'er.

The emperor's pupils shrank.

"Are you a twin?"

.....

"Brother Wang, when did you know." The emperor lowered his head.

Of course Chu Zhao would not talk about the other party who was suspicious because he heard him call "A Zhao", but said lightly: "I will go to your palace that day."

"...I see." He was too careless.

"Since Brother Wang has found out and knows that I am not qualified to sit on the throne, if Brother Wang wants to, then take it."

Chu Zhao stared at him: "That's not what I meant."

The emperor lowered his eyes: "Brother Wang, you don't have to be burdened, and you don't have to blame yourself. All of this is my own wishful thinking."

Chu Zhao frowned.

How does he feel... The other party's mood is very strange.

How could this world-weary emotion be possessed by Jing Ling?

During the sacrificial ceremony, perhaps because his true gender was found out, the emperor was a little taciturn until he arrived at Xishan.

Standing under the sacrificial altar, watching the emperor in a yellow robe holding the Longquan sword and walking up the steps step by step, Chu Zhao's eyes were in a daze, and he actually had the illusion that Shuang'er's thin shoulders seemed to be crushed.

Subconsciously, he stepped up the stone steps. He didn't hear a word of the eunuch's panic shouting behind him. Chu Zhao walked to the emperor's side step by step, and held up the heavy sword with him.

"Brother Wang."

The emperor turned his head, and this time Chu Zhao finally saw the opponent's face clearly.A face that has been deeply imprinted in the bottom of my heart since childhood, and will never be mistaken——

The golden crown is usually worn between the foreheads. Zhou Jing looks like a red spoon in full bloom from the side. It is dazzling and shining, and time stops because of it.

"Brother Wang...?"

"I'll accompany you." Chu Zhao's words echoed in the warm wind, and he slowly clenched him with one hand.

The emperor stared at him in a daze, and after a while, he hummed slowly.

The sacrificial ceremony was successfully completed, and on the next day, the king of Chu was severely punished.

"It's not polite! Chu Wangjian is just messing around!"

Jing Ling sneered: "What are you talking about, old man? Try saying it again?"

Hubu Shangshu's face turned dark and he scolded him angrily: "Nizi, shut up!"

"Who is your son? I have nothing to do with you!"

The Book of the Ministry of Rites cried: "Your Majesty, you must punish His Royal Highness the King of Chu severely. If you don't let the etiquette of your ancestors be broken, wouldn't it make the world laugh at you—"

The emperor said lightly: "In this case, let the king of Chu be fined one month's salary."

"???" So they cried for so long, in exchange for a small tickle punishment?

Before they could respond, the emperor on the high seat spoke again: "The king of Chu has made meritorious escorts in this ceremony. Come here, and reward a string of Dongli pearls, a piece of enamel jade carving, and a pair of wishful clouds..."

The dense list made the courtiers dumbfounded: "..." Your Majesty, your partiality has almost gone to grandma's house! !

After returning from the sacrificial ceremony, Chu Zhao often went to the palace to accompany the emperor.

The other party's attitude didn't seem to change, but the actual attitude became softer and softer, and the two got along tacitly like this.

Six months later, Jingxi gave birth to a cute boy with faintly discernible brows and eyes. Chu Zhao heaved a sigh of relief, feeling both settled and disappointed.

That night, someone broke into the room.

Shuang'er, with a hideous scar on his face, smelled of alcohol, hugged his waist and kept giggling, while yelling, "Mine, mine".

Sighing helplessly, Chu Zhao hugged him back: "Got it."

After waking up, Jing Ling buried her head in his chest, and said sullenly: "I know you care about this child very much, and you like him so much, but I was injured on the battlefield, and I will never have a baby again."

Chu Zhao laughed, touched the wound under his eyes, and responded silently in his heart: I like him so much because of you, this is also my baby with you, fool.

After embracing each other for a long time, staring at Shuang'er's thoughts, his heart still softened after all, Chu Zhao touched his face: "If you want, I can ask the Holy Majesty to marry you into the mansion as an equal wife."

"You, are you telling the truth?" Jing Ling suddenly lifted himself up from his arms, staring at him closely, as if trying to identify the authenticity of his words.

"En." Chu Zhao nodded.

"...Forget it." Jing Ling scratched his nose and turned around nonchalantly: "I don't want to be bound in the mansion, if I'm allowed to stay in the deep house for the rest of my life to give birth to a child like the other twins You might as well kill me if you have a daughter.”

Chu Zhao: "Huh?"

"Except for you." Kissing the corner of his mouth flatteringly, Jing Ling turned his legs up and smiled: "But His Royal Highness Chu, you will understand me, right?"

"The yin and yang are weird." Chu Zhao commented mercilessly, in exchange for a heavy punch.

One month later, the Lantern Festival will be held in Beijing.

Chu Zhao was invited into the palace as a prince, and accompanied by the ministers to enjoy the lantern with the Holy Majesty.

After the noisy banquet, he sat outside the hall with the emperor, watching the beautiful fireworks in the sky, and the atmosphere was peaceful.

Just when he thought that the two of them were going to sit like this forever, the other party spoke.

"Brother Wang, I'm not happy."

The emperor's eyes were like a pool of shallow water, without any shadows, watching him quietly, making Chu Zhao feel as if his heart was being grabbed by something little by little, and it was a little numb.

"Why?" He heard his own difficult voice.

"I have told myself since I was a child that I am different. The older I grow up, the more I have to work hard to make myself the irreplaceable one. There are things you can't grasp."

"I have been worried that you will leave me. You are different from me. I can't catch you."

Being watched by his eyes, the pupils reflecting darkness and reality, Chu Zhao had an illusion, as if he was the only bright color in the other party's life.

"—will you leave me?"

Under the night, the emperor murmured, the golden dragon robe set off his extremely thin body.

"No." Chu Zhao grabbed his hand and slowly clasped his fingers: "I will be with you, for the rest of my life, I will take you with me wherever I go, and I will never leave you behind. I will see the most beautiful scenery in the world." Color, whether it is the peak or the trough.....until the gray hair fades and life ends."

The emperor was stunned, and then slowly revealed an intoxicating smile.

The illusion began to shake, and Chu Zhao felt that the scene around him was gradually distorted and broken.

The moon sets, the sun rises, the night becomes day, and the light of the morning sun shines on the stone steps.

At the last moment of the promise, the figure of the person in front of him slowly became transparent, and the golden sun was shining brightly. Under the sun, Chu Zhao smiled and slowly closed his eyes.

——Jing Ling, it's time to go out, everyone has been waiting for us for a long time.

A snow-white pear petal fell between his brows with the spring breeze, as if an invisible gentle response.

outside world.

A stick of incense burned out.

"Why is the young master still awake?"

"It's clear that I agreed two minutes, but I still haven't woken up when the time comes. Is there something wrong?"

"Yue'er, don't worry, wait a little longer."

The courtyard was full of people, anxious and worried faces one after another, staring closely at the closed door, Ah Da, Liu Li, Ye Ling, Cheng Yaojin, Chen Yu... almost all the people in Xincheng The backbone, people Chu Zhao knew well, all came.

After waiting for a while, when the impatient Hong Ping was about to rush in, the door was slowly pushed open by a hand. The handsome man smiled slightly, and pulled out the pair of white clothes behind him with his right hand.

"Master!"

Everyone shouted in surprise.

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-04-2619:31:31~2020-04-2919:01:21期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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