Travel through the long dream millennium

That day to persuade Li Chengtong failed, Gu Changli was forced to stay in the palace after all.

Even if he wasn't a local resident, Gu Changli knew very well what it was like to leave a man in the emperor's harem.

It is clear that he is regarded as a harem concubine-like pamper and sycophant.

He said brazenly about being a prince, but in the final analysis, he was still holding such dirty and insignificant dark thoughts, but when would he tear off the shame-covering cloth on the bright face, revealing a ferocious and ugly face, But it is unknown.

Gu Changli was sipping tea in the bright and clear autumn sun, leisurely flipping through a page of the book he had read, and closing the bookmark with a bookmark as if he was bored, lowering his eyes slightly, not knowing what to think about.

When Li Chengtong stepped into the back pavilion of Luodan Palace with light steps, he saw such a scene, which reminded him in a trance of the person who turned his back to him when he walked into the small and simple rouge shop a few years ago. Dao Qi's long and thin figure fluttered in the gentle breeze, as if he was ascending to a fairy.

But so what?

After all, he is still held in his hands, no matter whether he is willing or not, as long as he still holds power in his hands and holds the world, even if he wants to escape, it will be even more difficult.

"What are you thinking about?"

While making inquiries to attract the other party's attention, he quickened his steps and approached. Li Chengtong's sudden movement did not attract much reaction from Gu Changli. A certain important person came to him to pass the time again when he had nothing to do, but he just didn't bother to pay attention.

Since someone who is honored as the ninth-five-year-old man has given an order to allow him not to worship, and he does not have any strange hobbies, in terms of the self-esteem of modern people, it is a great thing to be able to kneel or kneel. .

"Just looking at the picture book."

Li Chengtong bent down unceremoniously and stretched out his hand to take the picture book in Gu Changli's hand. When he left, he gently hooked his little finger on the latter's palm, feeling the softness and trembling under his hand. The opponent's actions like avoiding the plague and his glaring expression became a little more cute.

"—"Hundred Flowers Club"?"

Turn to the page to check the title of the book, and then look at the content behind it, all of which are exquisite flowers depicted with fine brushwork, colorful, graceful and graceful, really gratifying, Li Chengtong naturally moved them to the side where the bookmark is sandwiched, I wanted to see which picture caused Changhe to sigh and feel melancholy.

"—The color has no reason to be beautiful, but the fragrance can only cover up the orchid sun. Nakan is even more blinded by the smoke, and Xishi in the southern country weeps and breaks her soul."

Softly reading out the small poems describing flowers attached to every page on the silk paper, Li Chengtong raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Could it be that Changhe wants to see peonies?"

On that page of the silk book is the gorgeous Yao Huang Wei Zi.

Gu Changli raised his eyes and stared at him for a moment, then turned his gaze away and smiled slightly, "It's okay to think about it, but it's okay to not think about it, where can I find some peonies in this season?"

There are many things in this strange world that are similar to his previous life, but there are also some things that he has never heard or seen.

Just like this kind of flowers, Gu Changli saw many strange flowers and fruits that he had never seen before after just flipping through a few pages. It's still the one whose appearance is quite familiar, but no matter how calm and calm the thoughts are, it can't help but make some waves.

He still clearly remembers that before he crossed over, his hometown was the famous Peony City. Every year when the peony blooms, the streets are always bustling with people.

The mother who likes to take care of flowers and plants will bring three or two pots to the house from time to time, commenting on the color, size and shape of the flowers with him with relish, boasting that her eyes are accurate, and at that time, she can say a few good things in the way, which can make her feel happy. The old man was happy for several days, but the cold-faced and speechless elder brother would just look at him stupidly like a piece of wood, and would often attract a few nagging and complaining from his mother. Although I will always be patted and educated by my elder brother helplessly afterwards, I never get tired of it.

Thinking about it now, such a fresh and happy memory seems like a world away, covered with a thin layer of mist, distant and blurred.Like a candy wrapped in broken glass shards, while making people yearn for that sweetness, blood is dripping all over the body.

Because of that sense of loss, Gu Changli didn't pay much attention to Li Chengtong, and the thoughtful expression shown by the latter at that time, as well as the conversations that followed, seemed to be like a sand painting on the beach. As soon as the water overflowed, it disappeared without a trace, leaving no impression in his mind.

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One day not long after, the feeling of autumn became stronger, and when he was woken up in the chilly early morning, Gu Changli, who was carefully wrapped in a thick fleece coat, was filled with anger and confusion, shining like Li Chengtong asking for credit. Following his gestures with a proud expression, he turned his eyes and saw that the touch that arose spontaneously in his heart at that moment was not a fake.

Autumn chrysanthemums bloom, the ink pond, the flowers are bean green, and there are thousands of strange colors. All kinds of peonies are blooming on the flower platform in the center of the imperial garden, like fire, like gold, like clouds, like snow, beautiful scenery, Beautiful.

Gently picking a withered yellow leaf that accidentally fell in Gu Changli's hair, Li Chengtong's gaze never stayed on the flower field that cost countless efforts, but only fell on the one because of excitement. On the handsome face that was dazed and hesitant for other unknown reasons, he could only feel his heart's contentment, and he couldn't vomit.

"Famous flowers and beautiful women love each other, and the emperor often looks at it with a smile - Gu Zeng thought that such words and sentences were just satirizing those stupid monarchs. After seeing all the beauties in the world, how can there be any color that really makes the emperor fall in love? "

"Now it seems that I was very wrong."

He led Gu Changli closer to the peony flower field, the closer he got, the more the latter could feel the warmth that almost hit his face.The flowering period of peonies is usually in May and June, at least in late autumn. The scene in front of him is naturally gorgeous and beautiful to the extreme, and the painstaking effort paid for it is obvious even if you don't have to think about it—— —At least the charcoal fire that maintains the surrounding temperature has been consumed.

And all of this is just because of what he said in passing, "Even if you want to see it, where can you find it?"

At that moment, Gu Changli's mind flashed across

Such as "drinking wine into a pool", "hanging meat into a forest", "beacon fire opera princes" and so on, etc., a series of famous past events of the faint king who were killed by people in history, and behind these famous past events, the people around the faint king are often indispensable. the beautiful shadow.

Surprised, Gu Changli vaguely understood that when he was studying history in the past, those bloody storms, brothers fighting against each other, killing blood into rivers, fighting to the point of bloodshed, were only for that loneliness and coldness, forged by bones. What exactly is the throne, and in the harem, there is even more cruel and terrifying competition for favor without blood.

But when the yang is harmonious, the daffodils are in full bloom; when the weather is bleak, the roses are all over the wall-even if it is an act of innocence and foolishness, but in the world, there is this ability and courage to reverse yin and yang, and reverse the flowering period. Probably only the authority in hand, the imperial lord who looked down on the world.

But he, Gu Changli, didn’t want to be Su Daji, who broke the fortunes of the Shang Dynasty and built the wine pool and meat forest, and the Lutai Palace in the legend, or Mrs. Meng Qiqi, who said that “the king rules the country, and love rules the king”. One of them was burned to death in the end. In that majestic, unfinished building, one was beheaded within 20 days after disappearing after mastering the king's love for 20 years.

As a traveler, he doesn't want to end up in an ordinary mountain village, but he also lacks the ambition to compete, and uses his head as a chessboard... Similarly, he is absolutely ashamed of being a witch with a blue face and a disaster for the country. ♂The horse man has to be ashamed to break the three views.

However, Li Chengtong, who didn't notice Gu Changli's embarrassing heart, was still immersed in the emotion of "finally touched Changchun and brought us closer to each other". He lowered his voice and used the softest and most affectionate voice. asked.

"Changhe, are you satisfied with all of this?"

"...The waste of people and waste of money, what a foolish king has done, whether you are satisfied or not, your Majesty asks me, but it is better to ask the people of the world."

Gu Changli said dryly with a straight face.

"What did I show Chang Che to see this? I used my private treasury. What has it to do with the people? Could it be that Chang Che heard the news that a rotten scholar who was full of nonsense crashed to death in the hall this morning? An old man who is dying , die is dead, don’t care.”

Li Chengtong took a strand of Gu Changli's hair, kissed it lightly, and smiled lightly, as if what he just said was an insignificant trifle.

Gu Changli's eyelids twitched imperceptibly.

He can clearly predict how unbearable his reputation in the folk alleys will be now.

——The dog emperor just scolded him casually when he was venting his anger, so why did it become a prophecy?