Wake up, stop dreaming [Quick Transmigration]

The fine snowflakes began to float outside the window again. Since the first snow, it has become scattered and has not stopped.

"Is he still awake?"

"It's coming soon, but tomorrow at the latest."

Lang Yu plucked the strings with one hand, "What are you doing?"

Wei didn't have to pack the medicine box, looked at the babies who had been with him for many years, caressed them one by one with wrinkled hands, and then closed the medicine box.

"I don't want to touch this thing again."

When Lang Yu turned around, he only saw the closed medicine box. No one knew that the things in it had turned against the sky and changed their lives.

"What's the noise outside?"

Wei didn't need to support his waist, stood up and walked to the door, as if he had aged a lot overnight.

The moment the door was opened, snowflakes swirled in, and outside, two figures confronted each other.

Lang Yu didn't even look at it, playing the piano with one hand, the faint tune was not affected by the fight outside.

Zhao Feiyun was kicked on the pillar of the verandah, his chest felt tight, and blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

"Are you looking for death?"

This faint tone made Zhao Feiyun angry, "If you have the ability, kill me!"

Xiao Liuzui glanced at him, then looked sideways at Wei Yong who was standing at the door.

"What about him?"

Wei didn't need to look at him, except that his face was still a little pale, he didn't know that this man was too weak to get out of bed a few days ago.

"Are you awake? Are you feeling unwell?"

"What about him?"

Wei didn't need to put his hands behind his back, "At the beginning, my whole body will be in severe pain, but compared with your previous pain from poisonous hair, it's nothing more than a big witch, and it will be better in a few days."

"Where's Zhu Zhu?" Xiao Liuzui could feel that there was no presence of that person in the house.

"You fucking have the face to mention him!"

Zhao Feiyun supported the pillar to stand up, coughed up blood, and looked at him coldly.

Xiao Liuzui glanced over, "Don't think I dare not kill you."

Zhao Feiyun said: "Of course you dare not, you are afraid that Zhu Xu will blame you!

The incomparably noble Xiao Huang can even pretend to be a fool, why, don't you pretend now? "

Xiao Liuzui lowered his eyes, "What about others."

"died."

Xiao Liuzui suddenly raised his head, his sharp eyes fixed on him, "What did you say?"

Lang Yu came out with Qin in his arms, "He's dead."

Xiao Liuzui looked at him for a while, stretched out his hand and stroked back his messy hair, the veins on the back of his hand were bulging, he raised the corner of his mouth, his smile was unspeakably weird, "You think I will believe it?"

Lang Yu looked at him with a calm tone, "Emperor Xiao has been poisoned by poison since he was a child, and he suffers from pain day and night. You haven't noticed that your body is a little different now?"

The atmosphere became oppressive and full of uneasiness, and all this was caused by the man in red.

Lang Yu suddenly laughed, and said in a word, "every drop of blood in your body belongs to him."

The method of exchanging blood, changing fate against the sky.

The air is silent, as if the snowflakes in the sky dare not disturb the silence.

"Where's Zhu Zhu?"

Xiao Liuzui was silent for a long time, until the sun quietly revealed a shadow, illuminating the gloom for a long time.

As if he didn't hear the sentence just now, he persistently asked the same question.

"He died beside you, closed his eyes and still held your hand at the last moment, whispering in your ear not to be afraid..."

"boom!"

Lang Yu's hair on the ear temples broke in two and slowly fell to the ground, while the black stone screen behind him shattered in two and fell to the ground.

Su Ke and passers-by inquired about the inn, and when they came to the door of the inn, they found that the door was locked.

"Moved away? Impossible."

Su Ke looked around, jumped up lightly, climbed onto the wall, and stepped on the roof to look around. He was startled by a loud noise, so he went over to see what was going on.

As soon as he approached, he stopped when he heard the voice of a person before saying hello.

"Back when you stole the folding shark fan, the prince was so proud, he bowed his head in front of the emperor, and swore that he only wanted to save your life.

However, this is just a plan for you. "

"The lord of a country trusts everything that is precious. The plan before the war has never hidden you in the slightest. How did you do it? Leading the black-headed army to attack back and forth and swallow up the Great Jin.

You failed his trust, let him fail the trust of the dead general of Jin and the people! "

"He is the closest to you. You don't know what kind of temperament the prince is. The dignified lord, marrying you as the queen, telling the world, tearing up his self-esteem!"

Listening to this strange voice, Su Ke recalled the days seven years ago in his mind.

Lang Yu looked down at the piano in his hand, "How do you think he has lived these seven years.

In the beginning, we hid from your pursuit and often stayed in the mountains at night..."

Lang Yu paused when he spoke, the scene at that time came into view again, his voice was bitter, "There are many herbs in the mountains, the first thing he thought of was your poison.

In the past seven years, he has been disease-free, but he has drunk countless decoctions, do you know why? "

Xiao Liuzui's chest was being pulled, breathing was a luxury for him.

"For you." A sigh followed, "Every bowl of medicine is extremely poisonous. After each medicine, his body will become weaker. It has never stopped for seven years."

Su Ke heard this and approached from behind the wall, but the people on the opposite side ignored him.

Xiao Liuzui was standing in the middle of the courtyard, dressed in red, the color he and he both loved,

He likes to wear it.

Because he likes to see him in red.

At this moment, it was like blood, too dazzling, too heavy, the smell of blood lingered on the tip of his nose, Xiao Liuzui's gaze hung down on his wrist, wrapped in a circle of white.

Zhao Feiyun clasped the pillar with his fingers, and wiped the corner of his mouth fiercely with the other hand.

Wei Youyou rubbed his right hand behind his back, looking at the snowman in the yard with cloudy eyes.

"Xiao Liuzui, the moment you saw him again, you already pushed him to hell."

When Lang Yu was speaking, he was plucking the strings with one hand, and as each of his words fell, one of the strings broke, until his fingertips stopped at the last slender one, and after this sentence, the strings broke... …

That person is gone, who will he play the piano for?

All eyes were on the man in the middle, watching him lower his head, no one knew what he was thinking.

I can only see the red dripping from his feet...

"Where is Zhu Zhu..."

It was the same sentence again, Zhao Feiyun roared, "Didn't I tell you! He's dead!"

Xiao Liuzui said, "What about corpses, I want to see people when I'm alive, and I want to see corpses when I'm dead."

"He's dead, don't you want to let him go!"

Death, this word finally made Xiao Liuzui angry.

Lang Yu and Zhao Feiyun stood in front of Wei Yong, everyone was attacked indiscriminately.

The broken stone table, the window sills that fell like falling, this small world was destroyed like a violent blow.

Xiao Liuzui came over, he staggered a little when he took the first step, he lowered his head and looked at Lang Yu.

"Where is the prince?"

Lang Yu didn't answer him, but looked at the red color on the ground instead.

"That's his blood, can you bear it?"

Su Ke clutched his chest, he had never seen Xiao Liuzui like this, even in this year, his mind was not clear, and he often had to rely on him to keep mentioning Zhu Xu to keep him awake for a moment.

During this period of time, he stayed by Zhu Ye's side, explained some things, and wanted to come here to see them.

Unexpectedly, it turned out like this.

That person stood helplessly in the snow, the aura fluctuating all over his body, the moment he raised his head, he seemed to be crazy, and at the same time seemed to be ignorant...

He raised his wrist and untied the white bandage, bloody and bloody, dripping down his hand and hitting his feet.

"Zhu Zhu's blood..."

Su Ke wanted to kick him to bandage him, but just as he took the first step, his eyes widened.

I saw Xiao Liuzui's wrist close to his lips, and from the movement of his swallowing, it could be seen that he was sucking his own blood, no, it should be said, he thought it was Zhu Xu's.

Su Ke couldn't bear to look at it, Zhao Feiyun lowered his eyes and looked at the sword under his feet.

For a moment the air was silent.

Wei didn't have to be protected by the two of them, and he was not injured. He took out a box from his arms and walked over with his waist.

"This is what he left for you."

Xiao Liuzui almost couldn't wait to open it, and a Bu Yao lay quietly inside.

This is……

That person dressed as a woman for the first time, on the streets of the imperial capital, he personally put on the Bu Yaochai on that person's head.

He gave him countless things, but he only kept this.

There was a note under Bu Yao, with a few words, he read it for a long time.

----

Xiao Liuzui disappeared, and that day was the last time they saw him.

Not knowing what was written on that piece of paper, Xiao Liuzui did not look for his lord, or even his corpse.

There is an inn.

There is no longer the boss who is always awake in the store, and no one pays 100 taels just to see him.

Zhao Feiyun chose to join the army because he wanted to live on the battlefield.

Lang Yu is no longer a secret guard, and he is a little confused about the free life of ordinary people.

But seeing the guests coming and going in the inn again, he decided to stay.

On this day, Zhao Feiyun packed up his things and stood at the door of the inn leading the horse.

Lang Yu gave him a sword, "Bon voyage."

Wei didn't need to bring him the best medicine for sores, "Come back often, I can't live long with this old bone."

"I will."

"Brother Lang! Bring a jug of wine!"

Zhao Feiyun looked at his back, turned to Wei Needless to say: "Old man, watch for me when I'm not around."

Wei didn't need to say deliberately: "What are you looking at?"

"Your apprentice."

Wei didn't need to touch his beard, "I still want to hug my grandson."

Zhao Feiyun said, "Just think about it."

Taking a last look at the inn and the person inside, Zhao Feiyun rode on his horse and left this peaceful place.

----

A few years later, there was a mighty general in the court.

Occasionally, when he came back from the battlefield, he would come back to the "Youjian Inn" in Yangliu Town. Anyone who knew him well could see that this imposing general was working as a waiter in this inn.

This year is the memorial day for that person.

He was so drunk again, Zhao Feiyun walked to the table, looked at the empty wine bottle on it, picked up the sleeping person and went back to the room.

Along the way, I couldn't help kissing the soft pair several times, put her on the bed, covered the quilt, turned around and walked out quickly.

"It's time to take a cold shower again."

Lang Yu opened his eyes, the tip of his nose was full of that man's breath...

Compared with the affairs of the court, there is an extra red-clothed devil in the rivers and lakes.

There was a massacre once because of a person's words. Afterwards, someone inquired, and it turned out that the person insulted King Jing of the old dynasty a few words.

Su Ke has been looking for him, until Zhu Xu's day, he saw him on the mountain in Yangliu Town.

A pot of wine, a person, a head of black hair turned into snow, every inch is white.

Until seeing Xiao Liuzui, Su Ke didn't know what to say.

In the end, he just handed him the things that had been kept here for several years.

"what is this?"

Su Ke said, "Imperial decree."

Xiao Liuzui glanced over faintly, Su Ke didn't know how to describe this look, it made people worry for no reason.

"The prince once left behind."

In the next second, the imperial decree appeared in Xiao Liuzui's hands.

This is an imperial decree, which was left by Zhu Xu before his personal conquest many years ago. If he dies in battle and wins, he will pass the throne to Xiao Liuzui. Behind it is the truth about the royal blood.

If Jin is defeated, then the imperial decree will be destroyed by the custodian.

Xiao Liuzui caressed each word on it, "It's still so ugly."

Su Ke was taken aback for a moment, and then realized that what he said was calligraphy, and the prince's calligraphy has never been very good-looking.

After that night, he disappeared again, but from the rumors in the world, he knew that he had appeared and was still alive.

Until more than ten years later, the rumors of that person were never seen again. He guessed that he must be dead.

That man will not waste the life that the prince gave him, for so many years, living is patience for him.

Lang Yu and the others only remembered the tolerance Zhu Xu gave Xiao Liuzui.

In his view, this last loneliness is the man's revenge.

Su Ke, who was getting older, coaxed his grandson, looked at the records in the travel notes, and suddenly felt a little dazed.

Xiao Liu has been drunk for more than ten years, and he still doesn't know where he went.

He had guessed that he would go to the palace and stay in Yangliu Town, after all, this is the place where Zhu Xu lived, but that person chose Jianghu.

At this time, he suddenly remembered that Doctor Wei used poison to fight poison and saved Xiao Liuzui by exchanging blood, and the growth place of those herbs coincided with the place where the red-clothed devil appeared in these years.

"I walked the roads you walked, can I see your shadow?"