I have special whitewashing skills [Quick Transmigration]

The long-suppressed darkness seemed to erupt once a dike burst, Duan Chenyuan held the man tightly in his arms, his voice was full of bloody madness.

"I forbid, Chu Huaiyu, as I said, I will not let you leave my side. If you dare to leave, I will definitely kill Wei Xiao. As long as he is dead, no one will dare to snatch you from me. As long as he dies..."

Chu Xinze's whole body was stiff, and her eyes were full of disbelief.

As if he felt that he was grasping the dead point of the man, he leaned over the man's ear and whispered softly: "You will definitely not be willing to let him die, right? In those three years, you cared so much about him, you pampered him so much, and you treated him so well. That's so good, you are even willing to sacrifice your life because of his prayer, how can you be willing to let him suffer a little bit of harm, how can you be willing!!!" At the end, the voice was very close to gnashing of teeth, and the eyes were burning anger and jealousy.

"So, Ayu, you have to stay by my side obediently, stay by my side forever, and never leave me again. In this way, I will keep his life. In this way, I will continue to let him be his general. In this way, Wei The family is still full of loyalty and will not become a collaborator and traitor with a long history of infamy, and the entire Wei family will not be accused by thousands of people."

Hearing the murmur of love in his ears, Chu Xinze couldn't help shaking his whole body, but from the beginning to the end, he gritted his teeth tightly, and stared at his eyes that were already flushed and filled with tears again. Staring at the void.

He seemed to see a young man there, he turned around suddenly, smiled at him with a bright smile like a child, and happily called him: Ayu.

He seemed to see a young man covered in wounds, his eyes were full of bewilderment and despair, he finally closed those clear eyes slowly in unwillingness, and murmured helplessly: Ah Yu.

Watching and watching, tears finally slipped down from the eyes.

There seemed to be innumerable pain and indescribable despair in his chest, he wanted to pour it all out, to pick it all out, whatever it was.

Duan Chenyuan felt that the person in his arms suddenly fell down and coughed violently.

His slender fingers firmly grasped the side of his clothes, and the blue blood vessels on the back of his hands were faintly visible, as if he was suffering from severe pain. His shoulders kept shaking, and his black hair made the tear-stained face even paler.

For some reason, Duan Chenyuan's heart tightened, and he quickly stretched out his hand to help him, but before he could make a move, he heard a wow, a mouthful of bright red blood poured out from his mouth, instantly covering his eyes.

Then, amidst his unbelievable pupil constriction and panic, the man fell down so powerlessly.

"Ayu!!!"

……

Putting down the man's wrist, the imperial physician jumped over the screen in panic, and knelt down in front of the gloomy face.

"Your Majesty, Prime Minister Chu has been depressed for a long time, and he vomited blood and fell into a coma when his emotions were agitated for a while. I have to wait for the minister to prescribe some medicines to prevent anxiety and impatience, and calm down for a period of time. It's just..."

"Just what? Don't hesitate to talk to me here, tell me quickly."

Seeing that people are really in a bad mood, the imperial physician can only bite the bullet and say: "It's just that you must not get angry during this time, otherwise it will be dangerous."

After the imperial physician left, Duan Chenyuan just wanted to enter when he saw Ah Gui with red eye circles coming out and said, "My young master doesn't want to see the emperor."

Hearing this, Duan Chenyuan retracted his fingers violently, and his chest was filled with anger. If it was someone else, he would have been dragged down and chopped down, but he was thinking of the blood he vomited before he fell into a coma, and thinking of the imperial doctor who said not long ago If he said that, he closed his eyes, left a sentence to take care of your young master, then turned around and strode away.

Agui walked into the back room with red eyes, squatted by the bed, looked at the pale person on the bed, her eyes were red again, "Master, Agui helped you drive the emperor away, are you feeling better?"

Chu Xinze raised his hand and gently stroked the person's head, but he didn't say a word.

The author has something to say: Wei Xiao will appear in the next chapter, revealing Chu Xinze's ultimate goal :)

感谢在2020-06-1111:57:14~2020-06-1211:56:27期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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94. The white moonlight in front of the window 34

In the next few days, Chu Xinze's illness got worse and worse, the reason was.

"Young Master, just take a sip of the medicine, Young Master." Agui held the medicine bowl, her face was full of pleading, and she didn't take a sip of medicine for five days.

Chu Xinze shook his head, and only looked out of the half-open window, without any brilliance in his eyes, as if quietly waiting for the end of life.

The medicine was cold, so Agui could only go out. When Duan Chenyuan, who was pacing back and forth outside, saw him coming out, he reflexively looked at the soup medicine in his hand that hadn't moved. The bottom of his eyes was full of surprise that he could no longer suppress for five days. and anger.

It had been five days, and the man didn't want to see him, so he just waited for him to fall asleep outside, and then went in to have a look, but he watched the man's face lose weight little by little, but there was nothing he could do.

He simply wants to die!

Thinking of this, Duan Chenyuan strode into the inner room, no longer caring about Agui's obstruction, raised his eyes and saw the bed collapsed, quietly looking at the person whose face was as pale as paper outside the window.

He knew what he was thinking in his heart, he wanted to leave him, he wanted to stay away from him, he wanted to go far away, but he didn't want to let go, he didn't want to let go, once he let go, he couldn't hold on anymore.

In his life, there had never been a single person who could make him so painful and entangled. He wished to give everything he had to him, but he wanted to escape again and again, to a world without him.

She clearly told him that as long as he sits in the highest position, he is entitled to like someone, and he can have whatever he wants, and the whole world is his.

But he just couldn't catch the person in front of him.

In front of this person, he seems to be just a person who can never ask for it.

Thinking of this, Duan Chenyuan, who was standing in place, looked at the people in the distance, with a little bit of pain and sadness in his eyes.

Chu Huaiyu, what exactly do you want, and what exactly do you want to stay by my side?

……

palace at night

"Hurry up, don't let this filth stain your eyes." At the back door of a side hall, a man dressed as a guard covered his nose with one hand and made a sign of driving away with the other.

Hearing this, the man pulling the cart gave him a simple and honest smile, and immediately moved a few steps faster, for fear that he would suffer in vain, Ye Xiang in this palace is not easy to fall.

But what the guard who drove him away didn't see was that just as he was coming and going with the man, a black figure flashed along the gate, rushed into the side hall, and quickly disappeared into the darkness.

Wei Xiao went up the corridor, avoiding the palace guards, and finally found the palace that he had inquired about from the spies.

Gently prying open the window rail, and jumping into the room where the incense floated like a cat, Wei Xiao walked lightly to the bed.

Although it was covered by the darkness of night, the person on the bed could still tell that he was extremely haggard, his brows and eyes had lost the elegance of a year ago, and he was full of endless sorrow.

Wei Xiao still remembers that on the day he left a year ago, he looked at the city wall again and again, hoping to see the figure of this person. He thought that this person would come to see him off after all, even if it was just as a former friend. , But as much hope in my heart, I got so much despair.

This person seemed to really hate him so much that he didn't even have the last time to see him off.

It is precisely because he understands that for a whole year, he has never actively contacted the capital in his own name, and has never inquired about any news about the capital. It seems that as long as he isolates everything in the capital and everything about him, His heart really calmed down.

But only he himself knows, in how many midnight dreams, he will think of the past.

This person accompanied him to watch the lanterns in the courtyard. On the night of the Lantern Festival, he quietly looked at this person's smiling face from a distance. When this person was hurt by Duan Chenyi, he dared not close his eyes and guard by the bed. I only hope that the first thing he sees when he wakes up is himself. He clearly just returned to the capital to investigate the assassin, but after hearing that he was seriously ill, he couldn't hold back and entered this palace...

There are too many memories about this person in his mind, beautiful, happy, bitter, bitter... How could he forget it, how could he really forget it.

As if aware of something, the person's eyelashes trembled suddenly, Wei Xiao was startled and just wanted to turn around and leave, but he didn't want the person to call out suddenly: "Zile."

Wei Xiao's body stiffened instantly. At this moment, he didn't even dare to turn his head, and didn't dare to look at that person's face any more.

He was still afraid, just like when he left a year ago, he didn't dare to look at it.

He seemed to be like this all the time in front of this person, cautious and never confident.

However, there were not too many movements behind him, and he still took a shallow breath, occasionally overflowing the words of pain from his lips.

It was just a dream.

Just when Wei Xiao was staring at the man's face in a daze, he saw the eyelashes of the man on the bed trembling violently, as if trapped in a terrible nightmare, with hesitation and despair intertwined on his face.

"Zile, Zile, run, run."

"Zile...,"

Amid the broken whimpers, like the last desperate cry of an animal, two lines of clear tears flowed from the end of the person's eyes, soaking the porcelain pillow.

Wei Xiao, who was standing by the bed, listened to the indistinct babbling, felt the inexhaustible fear, despair and powerlessness that people can describe in their dreams, and only felt that there was a knife in his chest.

He stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears on someone's face, but his hands trembled a few times, and he dared not touch them for fear of waking him up.

Looking down, watching himself withdraw his clenched hands, he smiled self-deprecatingly.

Why did he bother to be affectionate, he was already embarrassed enough in front of him