What are you making a fuss about?

He changed his face slightly, and asked: "Did you pour all the medicines sent by the Tai Hospital these days?"

Jing Yun didn't answer, just dipped his head in ink.

Xie Xiao glared at him, "I'll ask for an order later."

Jing Yun snorted softly, "It's getting late, please go back. Xiao Xiazi, see off the guests."

"I won't send it next time."

"You can live alone, I can use another person's blood." Xie Yushen's brows and eyes suddenly became ferocious, his sly tone, his decisive back...

The door closed with a creak, and the white porcelain vase rolled and fell off the floor several times.The plum blossom then hit the ground, the petals scattered all over the ground, and everything was red.His back stiffened, and he hurriedly squatted down to pick it up, letting the water soak his sleeves.Namei was smashed to pieces like a porcelain vase, and she couldn't pick it up no matter how hard she tried.Later, the broken porcelain was cleaned up by the maid who heard the sound, and Mei disappeared.

So he traced it vigorously, trying to carve the best appearance of that plum.The canvas was all red, and the thick liquid was mixed together, which could not be separated, and the plum bones and petals were stuck together.Lost strength and charm.

Loneliness filled my heart like a tide, and the faint moonlight burned the epiphyllum quietly blooming in front of the window.There was a buzzing in his ears, which made his brain hurt, and he wanted to find an airtight room to hide for no reason.

He stopped, and was pulled away from the jade platform the next moment.There was a sudden pain in the fingertips, and the cut on the index finger seemed to be torn open, and warm blood flowed down the finger crevice to the wrist.

"Xiu..." Jing Hui tugged at his wrist, and when he looked up, he saw a pair of sad eyes, a look he had never seen before.A blood-red scorpion suddenly came out of his sleeve, Jing Hui was startled, and immediately put down his hand.

At this time, the blood on the white jade platform unknowingly seeped down, leaving only some dried blood marks.The jade stone rubbed against each other and made a piercing sound, and a circle was formed in the middle of the jade platform.A box inlaid with gold and jade appeared in front of everyone.

Jing Yun stepped back a few steps when the crowd surrounded him, turned his back and lowered his head to spit out blood. When he was dizzy, the scorpion crawled to his fingertips and buried his head in sucking blood.

"Based on Master's opinion, can this box be opened or not?"

The brows under Xunzhu's mask were furrowed, Yutai hadn't sucked enough blood yet, it was only the color of peach blossom jade, tightly clasping the bottom of the box.If you take it by force, it may trigger the mechanism. This hole is much narrower than just now, and you can't escape if something happens.Jing Yun's face was pale, and he might not be able to bear it any longer, but the emperor seemed to be in high spirits, and he was thinking about how to tell a lie and leave here.

"Master, just say what you see."

"The smell of blood in the cave is too strong, Your Majesty..."

"I'm afraid the smell of blood is not strong enough." Jing Yun coughed a few times, straightened his clothes and came forward.He said in a hoarse voice: "The beads on the [-]-hole box can only be opened when they turn red."

"Please move your majesty."

"Xiu Ming still needs bloodletting?" Jing Hui looked at him with a frown, the blood on this man's lips had all faded.

"Of course not." Jing Yun squatted down and put the scorpion on the ground, then turned his head and said, "This thing will take you to the main room. The box can't be seen right now, so I have to take another one. I'll keep it here, please Master, lead people to go deeper." He suppressed the confusion in his stomach, and this feeling was the same as that on the Wupeng boat on the Qingjiang River a few months ago.

"Your Majesty, don't be in a hurry." Xun Zhuo's eyes followed the blood scorpion until it crawled to another hole, and a strong jade energy shot out from there, pouring directly into Jing Yun's body.Using people as a bewitch, he wants to take that thing!

The emperor stepped forward to give him a hand, and asked Xun Xun, "Why is he like this." The last time Chu Hao entered the underground palace, he didn't feel uncomfortable, and he didn't look like this after bleeding much more than this.

"I also ask the emperor to allow me to give me a pulse." Xun Zou's tone was serious, but he was surprised at Jing Yun's madness.

The emperor nodded in agreement.

Jing Yun took a sized look, feeling strange: Everyone Xie Yushen knows can take a pulse, but this man is clearly a Taoist priest who catches ghosts.

"Your Majesty, I have nothing to do with you." Without stretching out his hand, he leaned against the stone wall and said slowly: "Hurry up and send someone to find what you want, just to show some mercy to me."

"Xiu Ming..." A flash of resentment flashed across Jing Hui's eyes, "Okay."

After all the guards left, only the two of them remained in the small stone room.

Jing Yun half-closed his eyes and asked, "Why did the emperor want to open this mountain?"

"With people of this line guarding you, nothing bad has happened for hundreds of years."

"Diancang Mountain is also guarded." Jing Hui didn't understand his intention, "The past few years were also full of smog."

"Is the emperor worried about this?" Jing Yun said with a smile, "That's because the Xie family's descendants are weak, and there are many people who don't like the relationship between men and women. The Chu family has a big business and a prosperous population, which is different."

"It doesn't matter if there is no one, I'm just afraid that people have bad intentions. I would rather have his heirs be weak and avoid the world."

"Are the hundreds of members of the Chu family harboring evil intentions?" Jing Yun opened his eyes, "From an old man in his eighties to a child in his teens, none of them were spared."

"The General's Mansion that night..."

"I think it looks very nice."

Jing Hui was speechless for a while, only felt that Jing Yun was very strange today, he clearly knew that the Chu family was wiped out, not only because of this mountain, the property searched that day was almost half of the national treasury.

"It's not all slaughtered." Jing Hui said, "Now that there is no Chu family, this mountain must be taken care of so that it will not be messed up."

"After finishing this mountain, should it be Xuanming Villa's turn?"

"According to what you can see, this will be resolved in a short while." Jing Hui snorted coldly, originally he was just saying this. "If he was just a bandit occupying the mountain as king, he would have been suppressed in the early years. If he was just a mere spice dealer, he would be easy to manipulate..."

"Why do you need the emperor to do it yourself?" Jing Yun interrupted, "Just let out a little bit of wind, and it will be enough to make a fuss."

Jing Hui sensed some other meaning from his words, and was immediately alert.His thoughtful younger brother was negotiating terms with him.He negotiated with his brother for the man's villa.

He didn't intend to get involved with Xie Yushen's matter before, he just let him go back after the matter in the mountain is over.But now Jing Yun was standing in front of him, plotting for outsiders overtly and secretly, making people angry for no reason.

Since he was a child, he has easily attracted the attention of his father, and he is the first to send any good things in the palace to Yikun Palace.But thousands of people dote on him but don't know it, and he has developed a cold heart alone.Now this loneliness has been taken away by others, and he is as concerned as ordinary people.Those methods are all used to seek love and love.Jing Hui also knew that he was not to be blamed, but he couldn't help being jealous of his good life.

"Xiu Ming doesn't want me to move Xuanming Villa, right?" Jing Hui looked straight at him.

The corner of Jing Yun's mouth curled up, "Of course the emperor won't suffer."

"What do you want in exchange?" Jing Hui became even more angry, "I can do what you said before, and then you go to suppress him."

"Xuanming Villa won't have evil spirits in the future, it won't be messed up, and it can become an imperial merchant. The grievances between you and me will be wiped out."

Can you do this?Jing Hui smiled wryly: "If I want your life, can I do it too?" He laughed absurdly in his heart, he shouldn't have forced him like this, but finally asked unwillingly.

Jing Yun was taken aback for a moment, then said in a daze, "Why... don't you want my life?"

Jing Hui's heart skipped a beat, and his whole body sank a little.

"I couldn't figure out why you were malicious towards me before. What Xie Yushen did a few days ago made me understand." Jing Yun lowered his head and said slowly, "But you don't want my life..."

Underground Palace (final)

"If I were you, you wouldn't stay with me for so long."

"Oh, Xiu Ming only seeks profit..." Jing Hui raised his head and smiled, thinking: It's so easy to get a little popular, but this popularity is only shown to Xie Yushen.

Now he actually came to ask him why he treated him like this, he had mixed feelings in his heart for a moment, and said: "Since you can't figure it out, why are you so sure that I won't kill you?"

Jing Yun took a breath and straightened up stiffly. "If the emperor really wants my life, he will definitely not tell me in advance."

Jing Hui was about to laugh angrily. Even if he thought about it, he felt that he would not be able to catch up with him in more than ten years.If it's really ruthless and loveless, can you see the truth at a glance?

For a moment, he actually wanted to pull this transparent person down and into this troubled world, so that he would be wrapped in the world of mortals and polluted with filth.It took Xie Yushen five years to let Jing Yun know the love, but he wanted to destroy it all.

Why not kill him?Jing Hui was full of thoughts for a while.He is the emperor, and he is not allowed to speak or act freely.Sitting on the dragon chair for a long time, I have never seen the scenery outside the palace.Although he was worshiped by the people during his lifetime and enshrined by later generations after his death, no one really knows his suffering.

In the 72 counties of Dajing, hundreds of officials in the court are so reasonable, how can a single withered bone support the people's admiration.A hundred years later, the merits and demerits are only reduced to a thin page written by the historian, whether they are wise or stupid, and they have been written in three or two strokes with a lifetime of hard work.The emperor, the emperor, did he own the country, or did the country drag him down.

It's no wonder that before the sick bed, the late emperor said he was sorry and gave him the throne, but kept Jing Yun's more precious things.It is always favored without knowing it.

Why didn't he kill him, it was just because he didn't want to be a lonely ghost.Keeping him, there is still someone who can confide in him, and someone who can relieve his chill of being high.

Jing Yun felt a little uncomfortable being stared at by him, and his jade aura was reckless, which disturbed his inner breath.He tried his best to suppress the blood that was about to spit out, and patiently waited for Jing Hui's next words.

But Jing Hui just kept looking at him, his eyes seemed to be churning like waves, each wave was as high as another wave, snow-white foam died on the sandy shore, and the pitch-black current was turbulent.A sudden starlight tore through the sky, and it was the end of the cloud and rain.

A smile appeared on Jinghui's face, and he became the look that an emperor should have again. He said loudly: "It's still as you said, I don't want to be harmed."