Let me think about my life

I think Du Heng lacks sympathy very much. As soon as I heard that something happened to him, I dropped my flowers and came here. He actually asked me to stay at the door because I took off his clothes.

He actually asked this young master to guard the gate for him. I don't know if he wanted to do something wrong while no one else was doing it.

I secretly raised my ears, and at this time I remembered the benefits of practicing martial arts. The hall is not far from the door, but there are many obstacles, and I can still clearly hear what the words are doing.

There was the sound of flipping a book.

Could it be that he didn't let someone take away those unusual albums that day, but secretly withheld them for himself?

This sleepy my heart is really strong.

I cleared my throat, raised my breath and said to the hall: "Your Majesty, your injury is still not healed, don't always think about doing this or that on the bed, pure heart is the best!"

Du Heng let me in again, he is really a fickle man.

I went in and saw him sitting on the bed, and the quilt was spread out all the papers played by the ministers. Du Heng looked over quietly, and I lowered my head.

I heard him laughing: "I shouldn't be thinking about what I did on the bed, are you thinking about it, Xiaoliang?"

This is terrible, I have to refute, but I looked up to see that his face was not red and he was not panting, and I felt that my face was a little hot.

I don't know how to refute this, I'm ashamed of my dirty thinking.

Du Heng has changed, he is a mature emperor, and he still remembers to deal with the advice of the ministers in time when he was injured.

This is a reply stained with the emperor's blood and sweat!

I consciously returned to the gate to stand guard.

After a while, the imperial doctor sent a message, saying that there should be more ventilation in the dormitory. Before I moved, the old eunuch jumped out from some corner, carefully opened a crack in the door, and then jumped back. The speed made me think I saw a ghost.

I just said that I always feel that there is some strange sight that is inseparable from me.

Ah Luo was standing at the door, we looked at each other through the crack of the door, and she mouthed me, asking how I was doing.

Good Aro, you know it hurts me.I was very relieved and smiled and replied that she was fine.

But after a while, I felt something was wrong.

There is a ghost wind at this door.

At first I didn't care about it, but the evil wind kept gusts, and the first chill was already piercing through my bones. Even with my martial arts skills, I couldn't stand it any longer.

I knew that the old eunuch had no good intentions in his heart, but I can move my seat by myself.I moved to the back of the door and raised an eyebrow at the dark corner—he couldn't trouble me.

But soon I was revenged by him.

I hadn't spoken during lunch, but Du Heng consciously ordered to add another plate of meat to me. I was very happy, but when the food arrived on the table, I was dumbfounded.

The food sent by brother Ah Luo was quite like the green and green paintings of the literati in the spring of Yunzhou. Picking up my chopsticks and looking over, I still can't accept this bleak fact.

All the subordinates have clearly disobeyed the imperial decree, can Du Heng really feel at ease as the emperor?

I went to the table to eat obediently, after all, I can't make things difficult for myself.

Brother Ah Luo probably didn't like cooking things without meat. The taste of this meal was mediocre, and Du Heng didn't like it too, so he held up his chopsticks and chatted with me.

It turned out that it was not the assassin who assassinated him, but the prisoner that Bai Ge sent back when he was interrogating him. He didn't notice it for a while, and he didn't expect that the prisoner jumped up and broke free from the ropes that bound him. He grabbed the guard's knife and chopped it off.

I was so shocked that I spat out the half-bitten cabbage, "He has bad eyesight or something, so it can only hurt your leg?"

"The meaning of your words is that you suspect that he loves me but can't get it. After finally getting a chance, he can hurt the killer and finally can't bear it?"

I don't mean it that way, I just want to despise that person's lack of attack, and he also chopped in the wrong place.

Du Heng can't think that other people have thoughts about him just because he wants to sleep, even if he refute my words, he can't think about it, it's too embarrassing.

But I don't dare to speak anymore, usually he doesn't call himself "Zhen", I still know how to read people's faces.

I poured him a glass of water to drink, drinking water to reduce his anger, and Du Heng couldn't show his face at me anymore.Sure enough, he snorted coldly and drank water from my hand.

I:"……"

I looked back at the old eunuch, and saw that he had his eyes closed. It seemed that the two of us were doing something he couldn't tolerate, but he had to endure it, so I got excited and gave Du Heng another bite of vegetables. eat.

He didn't eat it and just stuffed it into my mouth.

Forget it, I don't care about him because he is still injured.

I calmly talked to him about the incident that almost killed him, but he refused to tell me what crime the prisoner committed. Even when I asked him, he squinted his eyes and looked very angry, but anger is anger , why is he looking at me?

I just want to know what kind of grievances and hatreds there are between the two of them so that they must see blood. He wants me to care about him all day long. Is it wrong for me to care about him now?

It can't be that the prisoner framed me at my instigation, right?

I stared into Du Heng's eyes, but he gave me another inexplicable stare and moved away.

I've seen such eyes before, and Concubine Bai Xian always looked at me like this, but when did I snatch Du Heng's sweetheart, isn't his sweetheart me?Could it be that this kid finally got the hang of liking someone else, and this other person happened to fall for me?

To be honest, I would rather that he still likes me all the time. I don't want to be turned into one of the millions of floating corpses by the emperor. When a person dies, nothing can last, but if he is alive, he can still do what he wants to do.

Although I really want to beat Du Heng violently, but I can't do it.

The old eunuch reminded the two of us that the food was going to be cold, so I had an idea, and turned Du Heng's head to me, and said, "You don't think that man came to assassinate me because of me? Haha, Du Heng, you must have thought that." There are too many, who would give up the delicate flowers for me like you?"

Although I am facing the south wind, everyone wants to save face in this imperial capital. I have only seen Du Heng with a broken sleeve since I was a child. If he didn’t insist on dragging me together, maybe I still don’t understand this. The twists and turns in it.

Du Heng put down his chopsticks suddenly, with a mixture of anger and disappointment on his face.

This fickle man!

Isn't it just a joke with him, the world is so beautiful, he just can't listen to other people's jokes.

He thought he was the emperor, so everyone would hang around him?

He is angry, knowing that I treat him like a kid, but I am still angry when he wants to sleep with me.

He is disappointed, can he be disappointed when I prepared a few days ago but he didn't even keep the goal?

Ah bah, what the hell was I thinking! ! !

I covered my face and ran back to the cold palace, and took advantage of the cold wind to calm down for a while. I couldn't figure out whether he hadn't changed in 20 years, or I had changed in just a few days.

This day can't go on any longer.

I went out for a day, and the cold palace was still desolate, desolate just like my messy heart.

Surprisingly, after a while, Bai Ge climbed over the wall to look for me again. This strange flower was covered in mud, water and dust, and his pants were torn in several pieces. As soon as he sat down, a big hole was formed. Out of the friendship of a good brother, I He turned his eyes away and pretended not to see the bruise on his thigh.

But it can't stop my heart from thinking.

Bai Ge sat down and poured water for himself. He drank heavily like drinking wine. After drinking, he let out a mouthful of foul air and cried to me: "The cook in the imperial dining room is such a jerk!"

After he finished talking and looked around, he wanted to pull my tablecloth to wipe his face, but he replaced it with a sweat towel brought by Ah Luo. I watched him burst into tears (it must be explained that he did not shed tears) and told me Brother Luo, what did he do to him? Such bastard things as bullying him with a kitchen knife for having no weapons in his hands, and chasing him out of the imperial dining room with a firewood stick for several miles after the truce between the two sides.

I knew that like a sister, there must be a brother. Ah Luo is powerful, and her brother is even more secretive.

As for why Bai Ge was treated like this, I believe it must be his own fault.

I said, "Well done."

Bai Ge: "..."

"We grew up together, and I don't know you yet?" I patted his shoulder and dusted my hands. I looked at it, wiped it back on his face, and then continued, "Offending a gentleman is not offending a villain. , You can’t take Brother Luo’s idea even if you offend the villain.”

Who can find out if a cook tries to tamper with it?

Bai Ge was taken aback by my words, and nodded in a daze.

I managed to bring the conversation back to the business. I wanted to know what the prisoner did when he got it back. Du Heng was so angry that I didn't know how to die for no reason.

Bai Ge said that he was sent by Du Heng to inspect the place. There were troublemakers in the poor mountains and rivers, and someone gathered the troublemakers to plan a rebellion.

I said that there is nothing good about that place with poor mountains and bad waters. The assembled rebels are all hungry, so the imperial court will distribute some food and recruit them.

Bai Ge very much agrees with my idea, that's what he does.In fact, Du Heng originally asked him to bring food to renovate the place, but the people turned against him, and this became the recruitment. After the recruitment, the mastermind became a prisoner.

I have sympathy for the warrior who rebelled. Since ancient times, in rebellion, everyone pursues the right time and place, and that man is also the same.

I think my dad said rebellion is hard because there are so few smart people who want to rebel.

I didn't get the answer I wanted from Bai Ge, I think there is nothing to say about this weird thing, but since he was just beaten up by Brother Ah Luo, and we are good brothers for so many years, I should have sympathy Comfort him well.

I secretly left him in the limbo, planning to extract a confession tomorrow morning.

Once again, I think it's great that the cold palace is desolate. No one will know about leaving a foreigner, and there is no need to worry about safety. There are only me and Luo living here. Bai Ge should not be interested in Ah Luo. If he He shouldn't be afraid that brother Ah Luo will chase him with a kitchen knife and a firewood stick and beat him again, but he should also be afraid that Ah Luo will kill him if he moves.

Ah Luo's kung fu can never be measured by her superficial cuteness.

Bai Ge is obviously a sensible master, so the three of us each went into our own rooms to find Zhou Gong. I lay in the warm bedding and wandered away. Thinking of Du Heng's appearance today, I couldn't understand why I fell asleep afterwards. have no idea.

I remember I had a dream. In the dream, Du Heng bought me the best dim sum, the best wine, and the best roast chicken in Yunzhou. He tried to use these threats to lure me. ——Seeing that there is meat, how can I let it go?

Du Heng came over and gave me a chestnut, which made my eyebrows sting.

The kid struck too hard, I got angry, I kept on biting even harder.

My teeth have always been very good, and I loved to chew on wooden tables when I was a child.

There was a smell of blood in my mouth, and the pain between my eyebrows was even worse. When I opened my eyes, I saw a cold light hanging above my head, and a person's wrist was dangling from my mouth.

This wrist is definitely no better than chicken legs, it's too bad to eat, I can't believe that I can sleep so badly and bite strangers' hands.

Did he wash his hands?

The man saw me open my eyes, and the hand holding the knife was about to slide down. I tried my best to avoid the fatal knife, and a cut was made on my forehead.

Oh my god, what kind of hatred and resentment did you have to use my face for? !

Who am I, the son of Xiang Gu's family in Yunzhou?No, I am now representing the face of my concubines in the harem, and now I rely on my face for food!

The end of the thief must not be good.

I beat the bastard over and over before Ah Luo came in, and at first he was able to fight back, which inspired me to make a series of killing moves, and finally I won.

The thief was knocked unconscious by my palm.

Ah Luo hurriedly treated the wound on my forehead, I yawned and comforted her: "People live in the harem, there will always be a few assassins, it's okay."

She stared at me: "But you have already lived in the cold palace, and you will never be involved in any troubles caused by His Majesty."

I:"……"

How did she know that I wanted Du Heng to bear the charge of offending people and causing them to assassinate?