I have special whitewashing skills [Quick Transmigration]

Uneasiness, maybe fear, or maybe there are too many side factors, so that he never knew that he had such deep hurt and pain in his heart.

But fortunately, he was willing to tell him, even before he died.

Looking at the man's face, Chu Xinze's eyes filled with moisture, and said softly: "If I don't want to be the emperor, I would like to be with you, because..."

Tears flowed down, "The person I love is you from beginning to end."

Zi Le is indeed very good, but he is not you after all.

I love you who are willing to lie to me, cut yourself with a knife, and put a bowl of blood on me every day, and you who use charcoal fire to urge peach blossoms all over the garden in warm spring, just to make me happy, The you who taught me how to write Linkong, the you who were willing to surprise me and picked and fried tea for me, the paranoid and crazy you who loved me more than life...

It seemed that he had exhausted too much energy in saying these words, his chest heaved violently, his arms trembled and fell, but he was held tightly by someone.

Duan Chenyuan could clearly feel that the whole heart seemed to be being pulled by one hand. Following the man's voice, the bloody heart was torn off with flesh and blood, and it hurt inch by inch. It's so painful piece by piece.

Tears drop by drop, never for a moment, never for a moment in his heart did he wish that time could turn back, flow back to those times, he would confess everything, tell him how afraid he was to wake up after countless midnight dreams over the past year At that time, he disappeared by his side.

It is precisely because of this constant fear that he becomes more and more paranoid, making him feel that as long as he lets go of his hand, this person will disappear completely, so that he has never paid attention to it carefully. Love and meaning.

"Ayu, I'm sorry, I know I was wrong, Ayu..."

He murmured softly, "Then I...forgive you...that's it."

After the words were finished, Duan Chenyuan felt the hand in his palm hang down weakly, the eyelashes and eyes of the person in his arms closed slightly and slowly, with a slight smile on the corner of his lips, he fell asleep quietly.

He hugged him tightly, hugging him tightly in his arms, Duan Chenyuan, who was covered in blood all over his body, lay on his shoulders, his voice was broken, and he was in pain.

"Ayu, wake up, please... wake up..."

When Ah Gui, who was covered in mud all the way, arrived with the imperial physician, what he saw and heard was just like this.

Looking at the face with closed eyes in the person's arms, in an instant, Ah Gui's whole body seemed to be drained of strength, and he fell limply on the ground.

"Master——!!!!" The shrill and broken cry resounded through the palace.

At the same time, there was a shrill horn sound from the palace gate after the gate was broken.

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97. The white moonlight in front of the window 37

In the capital city in March, flowers bloom all over the city, and the fragrance is intoxicating. Peach petals brought by the wind can often be seen on Qingshi official roads.

There are seven or eight young students gathered at the table of an inconspicuous stall next to the official road, and what they are fighting for at this time is red-faced.

"When Emperor Wen was still the crown prince, Emperor Wei was still the general of Wei, and Prime Minister Chu was no more than the son of a merchant, Emperor Jingxian ordered to announce to the world that Emperor Wen was the leader, Prime Minister Wei and Emperor Wei were assistants, and the three of them, who were like brothers, went to the Western Wilderness together."

"In three years, I regained more than a few border towns on the east side of me, and saved nearly a million people on the east side of me. They fought and ran away in the west. The friendship between the three was born on the battlefield. Emperor Wei saved Emperor Wen from fire and water several times. Among them, the Wei family is even more loyal, how could it be like what you said, Wei Huang's throne was obtained by usurping the throne, you are simply...absurd." A loyal student of the Wei Party retorted loudly with his face flushed. .

The anti-Wei party student on the opposite side was equally angry, pointed at the opposite person with trembling fingers and cursed: "Wei bandits have long had the intention of plotting rebellion. Unforgivable sin."

Hearing that the idol was smeared like this, Wei Dang jumped up in anger, so that he swears directly.

"Fuck you, the reason for the siege is because of the internal turmoil in the palace, and the forced entry is to save Emperor Wen and Prime Minister Chu. Countless people in the palace have said that the fire was set by Emperor Wen himself. After the death of Prime Minister Chu, Emperor Wen was more sad than death, and Wanting to avenge Prime Minister Chu, he set fire to the palace, and the 15 troops saw it. After entering the palace, Emperor Wei collapsed and knelt in front of the fire until the fire was extinguished."

When he said this, he paused, as if he was moved by the picture he had imagined at that time, his eye circles turned red, "As the saying goes, men don't talk lightly when they cry, because the Emperor Wei respects and loves you so much before he is sad." The elder brother of Emperor Wen, who is in the same brotherhood as Chu Xiang, must have felt more sorrow than death at that time, otherwise he would not have been unable to kneel in front of Chu Xiang's spiritual seat, and even made Chu Xiang's favorite peach blossom become our Donglin in memory of Chu Xiang. National flower, every March, I go to the peach grove where the three of us used to drink together, to see things and think about others."

He turned his eyes sharply, and his tone was full of threats, "Don't spread bad words about Wei Huang anymore, or I will report you under real name at Si Jiumen."

The speechless man blushed and said, "You...you..."

Such things happen several times in March every year, but as time goes by, the emperor's general Donglin's governance is getting better and better, and the voice of this kind of opposition is getting weaker and weaker.

Regardless of what other people say about the twists and turns and helplessness of the truth back then, and how many versions have been made up by the brain, one thing is true, every March, when the peach blossoms are full of forests, Wei Huang will go to the original place. Taolin, see things and think about others.

Outside the city, peach blossoms are all over the branches, and the falling petals are like a scene in a dream. Wei Xiao, who is dressed in normal clothes, stands in front of the desk, holding an ink brush in his hand, and traces it carefully on the Xuan brush.

It has been ten years, and now he is no longer the boy who was sleepy when he saw the words and had a headache when he got the ink pen. He even took the initiative to pick up the pen after thinking about it day after day , now the painting skills are rarely comparable.

The ink brush in his hand outlines gently and carefully, and there seems to be a moving light in his eyes. With the emergence of a shadow that seems to be soaked in the soul, the appearance of the man in the pen becomes clearer.

Until the last stroke was made, Wei Xiao cast his eyes on the rice paper.

The man in the painting is under the sky full of fireworks and bright lights, and the dim light halo illuminates everything around him. He looks up at the sky full of fireworks, his eyes are smiling, and his handsome face seems to contain the most moving throbbing at that moment.

It's just that Wei Xiao is not satisfied with this painting.

No matter how excellent the ink brush is, it can't draw it. In my memory, Ayu's appearance in the dimly lit place under the bright fireworks that night.

That silhouette, when he was young, looked at it at a glance, and he fell into unconsciousness.

Wei Xiao, who put down his pen, caressed the face of the person in the painting, but it was as cold and thin as it had been in the past ten years.

This kind of touch seemed to remind him of that fact over and over again, so that his fingers trembled slightly, and he closed his eyes tremblingly.

Wei Xiao thought, in this life, he will probably never forget the moment when the gate of the palace was broken. He rushed to the palace as fast as he could to save his Ayu. fire.

Agui cried heart-rendingly and rushed forward to beg him, begging him to save the body of his young master.

It was not until that moment that he realized that he was one step too late this time.

A Yu died, and he couldn't even see him for the last time.

Facing the scorched earth that turned into a place after the fire was extinguished, Wei Xiao knew that he had missed his whole life.

However, he didn't believe it.

Thinking of this, Wei Xiao, whose eyes were red and trembling, suddenly opened his eyes, and picked up a red-tasseled spear beside him. In the flying peach forest, he practiced the spear just like before.

The gun in the man's hand is like an arrow, its sharpness is abnormal, stirring up a forest of peach petals.

Under the sun, strings of crystals seemed to be scattered during the movements, refracting dazzling light in the air.

Ayu, I don't believe that you are really gone, really left.

Didn't you say you like peach blossoms? I plant peach blossoms all over the capital, why don't you come back and have a look?

Didn’t you say that you want to pick some petals and dry them to make tea? I’ve been picking flowers for ten years and sun-dried all the flowers in the house. Why don’t you come back and brew them for me again?

You once said with a smile that Zi Le will be an upright general in the future, but I hate him, hate his schemes, hate him for taking you away, I even took his position, you must be very disappointed, Why don't you come back and scold me?

Ayu...are you angry?Have you forgotten me?

Following the last move, he sank heavily into the new mud on the ground, sinking into a depth of three feet.

Wei Xiao, who closed his eyes tightly, was trembling with his hand gripping the handle of the gun, the veins on the back of his hand were slightly twisted, and his whole body was trembling slightly. But here at this time, crying like a child.

But what to do Ayu, I will never forget you, and I will never forget you for the rest of my life, so I beg you to come to my dream again, just like that year...

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Wearing a phoenix crown and palace attire, Wei Yanqing had a serious expression, staring fiercely at his son whom he hadn't seen for a long time and said word by word: "Yuan'er, remember that although you are a prince now, when you are not strong, you have to make yourself Hide the things you like, otherwise they will be exploited and destroyed."

The child's memory is not very good, coupled with the absence of seeing each other in recent months, Duan Chenyuan, who is less than two years old, looked at the person for a while in a daze, as if he remembered that the woman in the palace costume opposite was the mother in the mouth of the nanny. relative.

Smiling sweetly at the woman, he took out today's cheese from his arms and handed it to the woman