The tyrant has a white moonlight

It was the third time that Lu Chao walked out of the dark prison, his eyes were bloodshot due to lack of sleep for many days, and his handsome face, which seemed to be forever fixed in his twenties, rarely showed a trace of fatigue.

No matter how severe the torture was to extract a confession, Tu Jin still did not change her confession, and kept saying that resolutely: "He is Ji Xiao."

But Lu Chao still didn't believe it.

But this matter is really quite bizarre, even if there is someone who can remove the entrance slate of the dark prison in one go, and the movement is so small that the shadow guards in the palace will not notice it.How did Wang Jixiao's body disappear from the prison without a sound?

There are guards at all levels in the palace, and there are heavy soldiers everywhere. Even if they are one-to-one masters, it is not easy for him to retreat completely. How can he take another person with him?

Tu Jin said that the person who took Ji Xiao away was a god. Although it was absurd, it seemed that this was the only way to explain it.

But Wang Jixiao... really can't tell anything about his past, remember everything else, but forget him alone, how is this possible?

Lu Chao felt as if he had fallen into a split state of anticipation and fear, wishing that the person was real, and fearing that the person was real.

Lu Chao was still standing in the courtyard of the side hall, hesitating whether to push open the door of Jixiao's bedroom, when suddenly he saw Wei Zhongning twitching a whisk and trotting all the way to Lu Chao's side, "Your Majesty..."

"People say they have found it, and now they are waiting in the main hall."

Lu Chao's heartbeat tightened, and then he couldn't restrain himself from beating wildly.

He walked quickly to the main hall, Wei Zhongning behind him could barely keep up with him, he had to trot all the way to keep up.

Different from the quietness and quietness of the side hall, the main hall is always complicated and solemn. In the bustling and empty courtyard, Lu Chao directly caught someone's eyes.

The man's gaze seemed to hold a handful of freshly melted snow, with a coolness that was not bitter.Lu Chao's eyes struggled to climb over his long and narrow eyebrows, the bridge of the nose, and then his thin lips and chin, as if he had climbed over a magnificent iceberg covered with snow all the year round, making people unconsciously indulge in this thrilling and natural beauty. beautiful.

"Alai." The man said calmly.

Lu Chao's limbs were stiff, his legs seemed to be filled with lead, and he couldn't move half a step forward for a long time.

The person in front of him was dressed in a silver-white Taoist robe, and his whole body was snow-white, almost blending into the frozen winter day.

The last time he saw Ji Xiao, Ji Xiao was wearing this outfit, such a person, such white, has become the most glaring demon in his nightmare, Lu Chao will never forget it for the rest of his life.

This person is definitely not Wang Jixiao.

Wang Jixiao was only five or six points similar to Jixiao, and the person in front of him was almost completely different from the Jixiao in his memory. Even Lu Chao could hardly find any specious shadows from him.

That was clearly Ji Xiao.

"Have you been waiting for me for a long time?" The man stepped forward slowly, and then hugged the immobile emperor into his arms. He sighed slightly, and said softly and helplessly, "My Alai is always so tall! It's so big."

Wei Zhongning, who was standing by the side, raised his eyes quietly, and secretly looked at the Wang Jixiao who had been found. He could tell at a glance that this person was not Wang Jixiao, but his demeanor and demeanor were very similar to that person, and his appearance was even better than that of Wang Jixiao. Surprisingly many.

Seeing that Lu Chao was embraced by that person, but he didn't seem to repel him, Wei Zhongning lowered his head again, not daring to make a sound.

Whether it is true or not, it is naturally not his turn to be judged by a servant.

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The outskirts of Kyoto.

Ji Yu resigned himself to waiting for half a day, but the shadow guards who came to capture Ji Xiao did not arrive, but instead waited for the young man from his own mansion. Only he knows.

The boy disguised himself as a villager, gave a signal at the back door, and then quietly entered the house.

"How's it going?" Ji Yu asked eagerly.

The young man glanced in and was sure that Jixiao was still in the house, but instead he showed a bewildered expression on his face: "My lord, there is news from the palace that Wang Jixiao has returned to the palace. I appeared at the gate of the palace by myself, but this..."

Ji Xiao walked towards them slowly: "What's wrong?"

The boy repeated what he said just now, and then added: "The servant heard that according to the meaning of the person above, this person is probably [-]% true, but the strange thing is that the person above is indeed He stayed, but the order to offer a reward has not been withdrawn, and we people can't figure out the meaning of this."

"You haven't returned to the palace, this person must be an imposter." Ji Yu frowned and looked at Ji Xiao, "But according to that person's temperament, if this person is a fake, he will definitely be beheaded without mercy. .”

Ji Xiao couldn't figure it out either, but he didn't care too much: "Don't worry, I'll know when the time comes."

Ji Yu has always been impatient, but he is helpless when dealing with Ji Xiao's temper who doesn't care about anything and doesn't rush anything.

He had no choice but to tell the young servant: "You go back to the mansion first and wait. If there is any news from the palace, you can come back at that time and say to the outside world that the grand master has caught the wind and cold, and you won't be able to go to court in the next few days."

The boy bowed his head in agreement, and then quietly withdrew.

"It's getting late at night," Ji Yu looked at Ji Xiao and said, "Let's go back and rest first."

Ji Xiao was half a step ahead of him, walked in front, and said calmly, "Thank you and Ying Huo for your help."

Ji Yu blurted out: "It doesn't matter whether you thank me or not..."

"Shaohao," Ji Xiao paused, turned around and interrupted him, "No matter how nice you are to me, I will definitely never feel any affection for you."

"But I have always been sincere to you. You can accept others, why can't you accept me?"

Ji Xiao looked at him lightly, with no emotion in his eyes: "It is because you are sincere that I can't lie to you. There are not a few fairy families in the sky who do not have a fairy lover, and there is no one hand who loves Shaojun privately. Come on, instead of wasting time on me, Young Master, you might as well find someone who treats you sincerely to be with you."

His voice was as cold as everlasting ice and snow, untouched by the smoldering color of this world.

"I'm a stubborn person, young master, be careful to fetch water from a bamboo basket in vain."

Ji Yu was silent for a moment, then raised his eyes, the corners of which were red: "Stop talking."

He paused, but still stubbornly said: "Even so, I'm happy."

The next morning.

Lu Chao finished his early court, and then left the palace alone, and went to the village outside the city.

Yesterday, a peasant woman and her husband rushed to Beijing to report to the officials after the city gate was locked, saying that a noble man dressed in brocade had moved in near her home in the past two days, and his appearance was very similar to the portrait.

The government sent people to confirm, and found that there was indeed such a person, but they couldn't figure out what the emperor meant, so they didn't dare to act rashly, they could only report layer by layer and ask their superiors for instructions.

At that time, Lu Chao was still indulging in the joy of regaining what was lost, but this sudden news knocked him awake with a hammer.

If the person in front of him is Ji Xiao, then who is Wang Jixiao?

But the man called him Alai, remembering his birthday that no one cared about... He hugged him so sincerely, and said in such a gentle tone that he failed Alai, he broke his promise—for a whole 860 years, The pear blossoms in the old house bloomed and withered, turning into a thousand-year-old fairy tree.

Lu Chao originally thought that he couldn't wait any longer.

As for why he just appeared now, why he hesitated and confused about his experience after his ascension these years, Lu Chao didn't care anymore, he was afraid of exposing the truth, even if it was false, he was even willing.

But he thought about it all night, but from time to time, the face that was only five or six points similar to Ji Xiao appeared in his mind. That person clearly died by his own hands, and his death was obviously very thorough.

How could it disappear out of thin air?

And Ji Xiao had clearly returned, but Lu Chao still felt very painful, as if a piece of his heart had been gouged out...

What exactly is he regretting?

Thinking about this, Lu Chao knew that he had to go in person to see Wang Jixiao again.

Lu Chao stopped beside a modest house, and a few feet away in front of the house, a noisy black-skinned boy was holding a bamboo pole in one hand, and a man's sleeve in the other, dragging him to go forward.

"It's winter now, the river must have frozen, where do you want me to go fishing?" the boy in silver brocade asked.

Heipi Xiaoer smiled cheerfully: "At this time, it is only thin ice, you can pick up a few stones and break it open. At this time, the fish are easy to take the bait. You people who live in the capital, how can you do this?" have no idea?"

"Yeah, I'm ignorant and ignorant, and I'd like to thank A Zhu for his advice." Because he was talking to a child, Ji Xiao's tone softened a bit, and his tone was not as indifferent as usual, but added to his popularity.

Looking at his thin back, Lu Chao was a little dazed.

When getting along with Wang Jixiao before, for a few moments, a thought arose in Lu Chao's heart: If Jixiao really doesn't come back, then it's not bad for him to get rid of his obsessions, let go of his past, and spend the rest of his life with Wang Jixiao Can.

He just took a step and wanted to step forward to stop Wang Jixiao, but someone grabbed his wrist suddenly.

Lu Chao turned his head and was stunned: "Why are you here?"

"Then why did Ah Lai go out of the palace alone?" The man's eyes were black and white, but the knuckles clasping his wrist were tight.

Lu Chao said honestly, "I... came to find someone."

The man's eyes missed him, and fell on the frail young man not far away.

At the same time, Ji Xiao who was walking in front seemed to feel something, and suddenly looked back, the first thing he saw was Lu Chao, and then he caught a glimpse of Lu Chao's side... a face that was exactly the same as his original appearance.

"Is it him?" the man asked Lu Chao.