Yue Wang Gou Jian

April, plum rain patter.

In the garden, the ground is full of residual flowers, and the willow branches are silent.

Although it was only past noon, the gray sky looked like sunset.

A gust of wind passed by, and it seemed that it still carried the chill of late spring. Gou Jian couldn't help coughing a few times.

In order to force Fu Chai to lift the foot restraint order, Gou Jian took the drug Datura Pollen, which can make him faint instantly. Although he took the antidote prescribed by Doctor Zhang afterwards, his body suffered some damage.

In fact, it doesn't matter whether the detoxification is detoxified or not. Anyway, the poison has been deeply poisoned and there is no cure.

As Gou Jian thought about it, a desolate and playful smile appeared on his pale face.

"His Royal Highness, the wind and rain are very urgent today, so let's go back to the house."

Seeing that Goujian was about to walk into the rain, the palace servants behind him hurriedly took an oil-paper umbrella and put it on top of his head.

Ever since Fu Chai lifted his confinement order, no matter where he goes, there are always caring palace servants by his side to serve him attentively.

It's called waiting, but it's actually surveillance, just another form of restraint.

A month has passed, and there is not much time left for him. He must find a chance to leave here.

As Gou Jian thought, there was determination in his eyes that was completely different from that weak and pale face and crumbling body.

Through the heavy rain, one can see the Longteng Hall, which is only separated from Fengwu Pavilion by a wall, decorated with lanterns and festoons, and the palace maids and maidservants come and go, which seems very different from the past.

"Why is Dragon Palace so lively today?"

Gou Jian couldn't help asking the maid following behind him, with a suspicious look on his face.

"Today is the birthday of the first little prince of our country of Wu. Your Majesty is preparing to hold a banquet in the Dragon Hall to celebrate the little prince's birthday."

The palace maid spoke with unconcealable excitement in her eyes.

"little Prince?"

Gou Jian was taken aback.

"It's Concubine Su's child."

"Concubine Su?"

Gou Jian's heart suddenly tightened.

"That's right, Concubine Su, the luckiest woman in the entire Wu Palace is also the unluckiest woman in the entire Wu Palace."

When Concubine Su was mentioned, the palace lady's mood dropped a lot in an instant.

"What's the meaning of this?"

Gou Jian wondered.

"Concubine Su, originally named Yun'er, was originally a little court lady. She grew up with me and treated me very well. On the night of the Double Ninth Festival last year, for some reason, she was called by the king to serve her bed. Then concubine Mu was made. The king never gets close to female sex, although there are concubines and beauties in the harem, they were all given to him by force from the previous king."

The maid's voice suddenly paused, she looked shy, and said in a voice that only Gou Jian could hear:

"I heard that apart from the Lanmei who was thrown into the cold palace a few months ago, the other concubines have never budded."

"This is a great favor to her. Why do you say she is unfortunate?"

"Originally, a little court lady can be favored by the king alone, and become a princess overnight, which is the dream of many court ladies. However, after that night, the king never favored Concubine Su again."

The maid said, her voice gradually became lonely.

"Concubine Su gave birth to a dragon son this time. How can it be called misfortune that the mother will be more expensive than the child in the future."

Fu Chai spent so much time celebrating this child's birthday, he must have doted on this child very much.Thinking about it too, after all, he is his own flesh and blood, so how can he not feel distressed when he is a father.

Looking through the heavy rain curtain, seeing the Longteng Palace which was as bright as stars in the gray wind and rain, Gou Jian felt very stuffy in his heart, and just wanted to run into the rain, allowing the rain to drench him from head to toe.

"That's how it should have been."

I could only hear the palace maid sighing in her ear,

"It's a pity that Concubine Su went crazy because she missed the king so much, and after giving birth to the prince, she died of excessive blood loss."

"died……"

Gou Jian gasped, his body froze, as if he had forgotten to breathe.

The inexplicable jealousy that surged up in my heart was instantly replaced by overwhelming sympathy.Such a concubine made Gou Jian couldn't help but think of his adoptive mother, Mrs. Tan Hua.This woman had just died, and her body had not even cooled down yet, yet the palace was decorated with colorful silk and bamboo music to celebrate the birthday of the son she bought with her life.Perhaps except for the little maid beside her who had been friends with her since she was a child, who made a few words of regret for her, at this time, no one would think of her at all.

Gou Jian was in a daze when he suddenly noticed that the maid beside him raised her head and looked at him seriously.

"What do you see me doing?"

Gou Jian couldn't help smiling.Seeing the little court lady's watery eyes kept looking at him, Gou Jian suddenly thought of the close court lady Xiaoyue. When they first met, Xiaoyue looked at him like this without blinking her eyes. It took a long time before he saw her. She blushed, lowered her head and said shyly, "Your Highness, you are so beautiful, Xiaoyue has never seen anyone more beautiful than you."

In a flash, he was no longer young, and Yi Ren was already a beautiful bone in the loess ridge.

"I think Concubine Su looks a bit like King Yue, especially when she frowns, it looks more like..."

The little maid looked at Gou Jian for a long while, then suddenly widened her eyes and said seriously.

Gou Jian's heartbeat missed half a beat in an instant.

……

In April, it was the rainy season in Gusu City. The rain continued from dawn to dusk without stopping.

Longteng Hall, singing and dancing, dancing and music.

In the garden, under the shade of flowers, a white shadow stood for a long time holding a paper umbrella.

The little palace maid secretly went to burn paper money for Concubine Su, so that Gou Jian could be alone for a while.

But even if the little maid kept watching him, so tonight, the person in Longteng Palace might not be interested in knowing what he was doing.

Gou Jian thought, a bitter smile curled up on the corner of his lips.

"His Royal Highness, it's raining heavily here, why don't you go and have a cup of tea at the lower residence?"

A clear and magnetic voice suddenly came from behind, and Gou Jian suddenly tensed up, his whole body couldn't help trembling.

Feeling the fearful breath approaching him step by step, Gou Jian tried to adjust his breath and tried his best to relax himself.

What should be faced is always to be faced. Didn't I make so many preparations in front of me just to wait for this opportunity.

Gou Jian pretended to be nonchalant, turned around, and found that the man was standing behind him, separated by a distance of less than a fist, even the tips of his noses almost touched each other, Gou Jian couldn't help but took two steps back, put away the disgust in his eyes, and looked at him. Looking at the man, he smiled and said:

"The King of Chu isn't drinking and listening to music in Longteng Palace, how come he came here now?"

"Without a beautiful woman to accompany you, what's the point of drinking?"

The corner of King Chu's lips curled into a playful look.

"The king of Wu entertained me with great hospitality. Presumably there should be beauties like clouds in the banquet. How could there be no beauties to accompany me?"

"Those people are beautiful, but none of them are as beautiful as you."

The King of Chu seemed to blurt out his speech, but seeing Gou Jian's displeasure on his face, he changed the subject and said:

"Why didn't King Yue go?"

"I'm just a trophy of King Wu. When King Wu is in a good mood, he will give him the title of king. If he is in a bad mood, he will be thrown into the quarry as a slave. On such occasions, how can I have a place?"

As Goujian spoke, a bitterness appeared on the corner of his lips.

"This king of Wu is really deceiving people too much. It doesn't matter if you don't drink this wine. I wonder if the king of Yue has the pleasure to drink a few cups of tea with the widow?"

Goujian heard the words, bowed slightly, and said:

"Since the King of Chu's kindness is hard to be rejected, I would rather obey orders than be respectful."

……

"Isn't the king of Yue afraid that the tea will be mixed with a happy magic medicine?"

Outside the Qiansha window, there was the continuous patter of rain, and under the window, candle cores were popping.The two figures sitting by the window were elongated by the candlelight and projected onto the opposite wall.

Seeing Gou Jian holding up the teacup and taking a sip, the King of Chu couldn't help but jokingly said, every word in his words reminded him of that night in the Bibo Pavilion of Qi State that day.

"If the king of Chu doesn't mind such a body, he can try it."

Gou Jian put down the teacup, rolled up his clothes, and exposed a section of his arm. He saw that the originally smooth and delicate skin was covered with dense red rashes, and some places had already festered and pus.

"How could this be?"

As if he didn't expect this to happen, King Chu's face suddenly changed, and the concern in his eyes flashed past.

"Between you and me, some hypocritical concern can be avoided."

Goujian withdrew his hand, covered those rashes with his wide sleeves, and said,

"I came here today to make a deal with the King of Chu."

"Oh? I don't know what kind of deal the King of Yue wants to make with the widow?"

The King of Chu's expression returned to normal, and he looked at Gou Jiandao probingly.

"I copied the river map before handing it over to the King of Wu that day. Wu and Chu are both powerful countries, and they are feuds. If they share the river map and Luoshu, it may be difficult to distinguish the victory from generation to generation. Why don't the king of Chu and the Yue Kingdom In exchange, the country of Yue has nothing to ask for, but only hopes that when the king of Chu dominates the world in the future, he can protect the safety of the country of Yue."

"It turns out that the king of Yue has a copy of the river map in his hand, but I don't know it. It seems that the widow is looking far away. It's just a pity. Today, the widow just reached an agreement with the king of Wu, exchanging the river map and the Luo book, and even took the ten for nothing. A box of gold, silver and jewels. The widow also has a copy of the river map, and the things of the king of Yue are meaningless to the king."

The King of Chu rested his chin on his hand, and slightly raised the corners of his lips, wantonly admiring the change of expression on Gou Jian's face.

Everything was expected, King Yue didn't have the surprise, shock, panic, or bewilderment that King Chu wanted to see on his face. On the contrary, King Yue Dingding took a sip of tea and said:

"As far as I know, the Hetu Luoshu itself is not an invincible heavenly book. Combined with the Hetu Luoshu, we can only get the location of the heavenly book. Now Wu and Chu already know the whereabouts of the heavenly book. It is not known who can finally get the heavenly book. And although our country of Yue is small, there are still many talented people who can help the King of Chu."

"The king of Yue is really smart, but if the book falls into the hands of the king of Yue, I will have to pay for it."

The King of Chu sat up straight with disapproval.

"Even if the Heavenly Book falls into my hands, I will have no chance to deal with Chu."

Gou Jian said, his voice was a little lonely.

"Why is this?"

"Because my life is not long..."

Seeing a trace of shock appear on Chu Wangchu's calm face, Gou Jian looked at his arm and continued:

"The reason why my hand became like this is caused by the poison of Hundred Days Lihun..."

"Hundred days away from the soul?"

"Well, I will leave my soul in a hundred days. After a hundred days, the skin of my whole body will fester until my face is beyond recognition and I will die."

As Goujian said, he lowered his head and made a wry smile.

"Who? Who poisoned you so hard, isn't it Fucha?"

King Chu stood up suddenly, grabbed Gou Jian's hand, looked him in the eyes and said.

"The person who poisoned me is dead..."

As if he did not expect such a reaction from the King of Chu, Gou Jian froze suddenly and looked at the King of Chu suspiciously.The King of Chu seemed to be frightened by his own reaction, he withdrew his hand embarrassingly, coughed lightly, and regained his composure before:

"In that case, why didn't the King of Yue go to help the State of Wu? The King of Wu could have destroyed the State of Yue, but he ignored the objections of all his ministers and saved the State of Yue, and even let you, the King of Yue, who has been a slave for less than two months, restore your status. If The King of Yue spends some time trying to please the King of Wu, I am afraid that the King of Wu can even divide the world into half of the King of Yue."

"All I want is the safety of the people of Yue. I'm not interested in anything else. Besides, the king of Wu humiliated me repeatedly and enslaved the people of Yue. Before I die, restore my due dignity in front of Wu State, and do something that makes the people of Yue State proud, so that when he goes to hell, he can have an account with his ancestors."

After Gou Jian finished speaking, the room was silent, only the rustling of the rain outside the window and the puffing of candles inside.After a while, I suddenly heard the voice of King Chu saying:

"I can agree to King Yue's proposal. But..."

The King of Chu stood up suddenly, walked to Gou Jian's side, supported Gou Jian's sharp chin with one hand, forced him to look at him, and said with burning eyes,

"The king of Yue just said that if I don't mind your body, you can try it with me. Now I can answer the king of Yue..."

The King of Chu leaned over slowly, pressed his lips to Goujian's ears, and murmured in a hoarse voice:

"The widow doesn't mind at all."