Troubled times male concubine [time travel]

[Volume [-]: The Passion of Youth - Floating Life Uninterrupted]

Chapter [-]: After |



When Jiang Yushu woke up again, he found himself on the bed in the bamboo building.

It's just that the bamboo building on the mountainside where he and Zhao Yifeng lived in seclusion, the layout of the room is still the same, but the breath of that person has long since disappeared.

The first thing that catches the eye is Luo Buqiu's kind but worried expression.

Then he heard his caring voice of "Young Master finally woke up".

"Young Master finally woke up! Thank God." Zhan Liyun put his palms together, unable to hide his excitement.

The whole body is weak, the eyes are swollen and painful, the waist is sore, and I feel dizzy.

Jiang Yushu shook his head lightly, and sat up from the bed with some strength.

Seeing this, Luo Buqiu hurriedly handed the soft pillow to his waist, "Master, he finally woke up after sleeping for three hours. You are wasting too much... You need to take care of it later."

Zhan Liyun said with a smile: "Young master passed out and frightened us. Doctor Luo said that the young master's body is wasted too much, so remember not to work hard in the future."

Jiang Yushu blinked lightly, just about to make a sound, but didn't want to feel a cramping pain in his stomach, so he frowned and said softly, "I know, but how is King Ding doing?"

Taking a deep breath, he was tightly pressed on his abdomen by his middle hands, leaned lightly on the rear bed, and tried his best to order: "Li Yun, as long as there is Uncle Luo in my place. Now you lead the people from Fanyan Pavilion to hurry Tianqing, try to take the Gu family down in half a month."

"Young Master's body..." He hesitated.

Jiang Yushu smiled faintly at him: "Uncle Luo is here, so don't worry. Go quickly, this is an order!"

He looked up at Mr. Qing Ya, although his face was pale and his mind was tired, but the force in his words was irresistible.

For a while, Zhan Liyun was stunned, he wanted to stay and take care of Young Master Qing Ya, but he couldn't disobey the order, he felt a bit embarrassed.

Sensing Zhan Liyun's embarrassment, Jiang Yushu emphasized again: "Hurry up, there's the magic doctor Luo, you send someone to Tianqing to look after the people of Gu's family first, so as to reduce casualties. I'll be there soon!"

Seeing his uncompromising expression, Zhan Liyun cupped his fists and saluted: "I'm going down."

A horse neighed for a while, and the smoke and dust made a brilliant arc of cherry blossoms!

Jiang Yushu looked solemn: "Uncle Luo, what can I say now."

Luo Buqiu's face changed suddenly, and he stammered: "My lord...you...know..."

He closed his eyes tiredly, and said lightly: "Uncle Luo, you have treated me for so long, what can you hide from me. My body has changed drastically today, and you have repeatedly pulsed, without saying a word. What kind of disease is it? I can only say that it is caused by my hard work, but I know my own situation in my heart. This time it is not as simple as the waste of poison."

"So—" His brows and eyes are gentle, as gentle as jade: "Uncle Luo has something to say, but it's okay to say it."

Thinking of Jiang Yushu's slippery pulse, Luo Buqiu felt hot and hot on his face, a little hard to say, and a little distressed for this lonely boy.

Once he said it, would he accept it? What would the world think?

Can the child be given a name?What does Bei Li think of this elegant young man?

How should they survive in this country where the six countries are dominated by the combination of men and women?

A series of problems ensued.

Luo Buqiu's heart changes in every possible way.

Jiang Yushu looked at him fixedly and remained silent.

Luo Buqiu stood with his hands behind his back, walking back and forth in the room with a worried face.

Breath after breath.

"Uncle Luo, is there something unspeakable about this?" He looked at him curiously.

Luo Buqiu turned around and sat back on the side of the bed, looked at him, and asked tentatively, "Do you like young children?"

Jiang Yushu twitched his eyelashes slightly, and smiled in his eyes: "I like children, but I don't have the chance to have a peach blossom in this life, and I am afraid that I will die alone. Children are pure and good-natured. It's just—"

He lowered his eyes to conceal the helplessness in his eyes: "It's just that I have too much evil, murderous, hostile aura, which will damage my life. I'm afraid it will be difficult to see the child in this life."

Hey, God made a fool of himself.

Luo Buqiu sighed helplessly, looked at the pale-faced Mr. Qingya, and asked again in a low voice: "How does Mr. Mister view the woman's childbirth?"

I am puzzled.

Jiang Yushu frowned slightly: "Uncle Luo, what does this have to do with my illness?"

"Sir, you just have to say it."

Jiang Yushu calmed down: "Qingyu still has admiration for women who give birth."

"Then...that...Young Master...may accept the matter of the man's conception and childbirth?"

Luo Buqiu finally finished his stammering questioning, he let out a long sigh of relief, and felt his back sweating.

Smart as Jiang Yushu doesn't need to speak too clearly.

Luo Buqiu knew that Jiang Yushu already understood.

Hearing this, Jiang Yushu's expression suddenly changed, and he was stunned for a moment, his eyes staring forward without the slightest focus.

"Master..." Luo Buqiu whispered in his ear.

Lately I've been feeling tired and distracted.

Could it be... is... having a child?

But no.This is a man's body, the border grass has long been gone, and the physical signs do not change, how to conceive?

It must... must be... wrong...

However, she did have sex with him.this kid?

maybe...probably...maybe...maybe...wrong...

Jiang Yushu's heart was in a mess, his thoughts were mixed, and he couldn't imagine it for a while.

Luo Buqiu only saw him blankly like a puppet, his face changing from blue to white.

——Surprised, puzzled, puzzled, nervous, suspicious...

"Young master!" Luo Buqiu increased his voice.

"Uh!..." Jiang Yushu was taken aback and quickly regained his composure.

Take a deep breath.

Calm down, calm down, calm down... Didn't you get an explanation from him?

Maybe everything is my imagination.

Young Master Qingyu asked quickly: "Uncle Luo, am I pregnant? Why is there no sign?"

He told the truth, Luo Buqiu's face lost all color in an instant, and then returned to normal.

Jiang Yushu secretly admired the strength of concentration.

If I disregard etiquette and violate human relations, that's fine.Now there may be a new life in this womb.

As a man, it is humiliating to submit, and now there is another child.

How does this make those who regard etiquette and human relations as their lifeblood?

"Young master...this..."

Jiang Yushu steadied him, calmly: "Uncle Luo, answer me."

Luo Buqiu knelt down abruptly, touching the cold soil with his head, not daring to look directly into Jiang Yushu's eyes: "My subordinates are checking the son's pulse, and it is actually slipping pulse, that is, Xi pulse. You have been pregnant for more than two months..."

He raised his head and looked sadly: "Young master is two months pregnant, and only when he was exposed to the cold in the mountains will he become pregnant. It's just this child... this child..."

This feeling violates the rules of etiquette and cannot be recognized by the world.Then this child is destined not to be recognized, and the world will only say that he is a freak...

Jiang Yushu put his hand lightly on his abdomen and let out a laugh. "It's been two months..." There is a child here now... a child.

Luo Buqiu couldn't see any expression on his face.He just said in a low voice: "My son's recovery of eyesight is also related to this child."

"Oh?!" Jiang Yushu suddenly looked at him in surprise, waiting for the next article.

Luo Buqiu lightly wiped the sweat from his forehead: "Young Master was poisoned by the 'Double Butterflies' in his body back then, and I have tried every possible method, but I can't do anything about it. So much so that the poison sinks into the blood, causing the young master to be blind all these years.

And the son is pregnant now, the blood energy is vigorously promoted, the blood nourishes the child, and the toxins in the blood are transferred.As a result, the young master was able to see the light again, but..." He hesitated to speak, apparently he had something to say.

Jiang Yushu had a vague premonition in his heart.

There must be a price!

However, Jiang Yushu just frowned slightly, and said lightly, "What is it?"

Luo Buqiu gasped, and didn't dare to look at him: "It's just that if this child is forced to give birth, it will be a crippled body. After all, the young master is poisoned by Gu poison and 'Double Butterfly'. It is a blessing that the child can survive for two months. If it is true, the child will be in the dark for the rest of his life, with a highly poisonous body."

He paused, paused for a moment, and continued: "If the child is aborted, the poison in the young master's body will be lost along with the child. From then on, he will not be tortured by the poison, and he will not have to worry about blind eyes."

Knock the kid off!

Jiang Yushu felt half-hearted in an instant.

This child is only two months old, no matter whether he can give birth to him or not, he is still an innocent life.

But keeping him would be a lifetime of darkness and incompleteness.

If you keep the child, you will be crippled for life; if you kill the child, you will be reborn from the ashes.

He closed his eyes lightly with difficulty—if, if he hadn't been happy with him, wouldn't this innocent life have been harmed.

Could this be the price of Jiang Yushu's willfulness——

But... the price is too heavy for him to bear...

Jiang Yushu could almost imagine that after this child was born, he would have constant soups and medicines every day, be blind, be excluded, and not be recognized by the world.All external badness will be confirmed by him...

Heaven, is this Jiang Yushu's life? !

"You said that aborting the child will keep me healthy, and then I will have an heir..." If the child is aborted, it is still unknown whether the child can be conceived or not.

"Young Master has been poisoned by Gu poison since he was a child, and he was poisoned by 'double butterflies' in the cherry blossoms.

After investigation, this Gu poison and Gu insects were implanted in the empress's mother back then, and the Gu insects were cultivated with 'marginal grass'.Marginal grass has the effect of tonifying qi and harmonizing women during pregnancy, but it can...enough...to change the physical signs of men.

The young master has been carrying Gu poison since birth, and the Gu insects consume too much energy in the body, so that the young master's body energy is yin.This is enough to show that the son can conceive in the future. "

Luo Buqiu was already dripping with cold sweat after finishing speaking, although it was difficult to speak, but he finally finished speaking, at that moment he just felt relieved.

Every sentence was undoubtedly a bolt from the blue, which knocked Jiang Yushu into a daze!

It turned out that unconsciously, the cherry red poison was the catalyst to change his physical characteristics.

The seemingly beautiful and enchanting cherry red between the eyebrows is just a sign of a changed body.

I laughed heartily.

Jiang Yushu stretched out his hand and pulled the quilt, and buried himself in the warmth, lonely and weak like a cursed child. "Uncle Luo, you go out first, I want to be alone for a while."

Fifth Xiongye, you are really ruthless!

Luo Buqiu lifted his foot and was about to go out.

An ethereal voice came from the air, and he heard the heartache, helplessness, helplessness, uneasiness in his voice...

He said, "Am I a monster?"

Do not know why?Hearing this, Luo Buqiu, who had been wandering around the world for half his life, suddenly felt unbearable pain, and an unspeakable pain felt in his throat.

This elegant young man has always been firm and unyielding since he met him. Even though he is blind, he still allows himself to live like a normal person; , ups and downs, he always smiles warmly.

But at this moment, Luo Buqiu suddenly wanted to cry for him, even if he couldn't cry, he could still help him make the right choice...

People are ten feet soft red, and they can never choose easily.

But his choice this time is related to two lives.

"Young Master." Luo Buqiu took back the steps he left, walked to the side of the couch, looked at his pale face and those sad eyes, and comforted him: "Uncle Luo has practiced medicine for many years, and I haven't seen any patients. Young Master Now it’s just a patient in the hands of the subordinates. If you are sick, you will be a doctor.”

Jiang Yushu's whole body was shocked, and he looked into Luo Buqiu's loving eyes in surprise: "I'm just a patient? Uncle Luo doesn't think I—"

Luo Buqiu smiled kindly: "From the moment Uncle Luo became a doctor, he has regarded you as his own child. Do you care about your parents?"

"Uncle Luo" Jiang Yushu closed his eyes wearily, and smiled at him gently: "Thank you."

The cherry blossoms are blooming, and the cool rain is falling, dripping on the body continuously.

In the familiar Drepung Monastery, it was a different place. The voice around him told him that this place was called the "Ten-Mile Long Bridge". As long as those who walk across the "Ten-Mile Long Bridge" with red silk in their hands, they will live a happy life and be with them hand in hand.

Holding a 36 bone oil paper umbrella, he stands quietly at one end of the ten-mile long bridge.

Looking around, the long bridge is winding, and the surrounding trees are full of red prayers, swaying alone in the wind and rain, after years of baptism.

How many people have come here to walk the ten-mile long bridge, and how many people really hold hands to accompany them?

Just like whether those red prayers can really survive the wind and rain and remain immortal.

The rain hit her face and it hurt; the wind bullied Ying Hong and indulged her.

Who's on the other side of the long bridge?Who is walking towards him slowly?

The scorching eyes scorched the skin, following the scorching gaze.

The moment they looked at each other, there was a young man standing at the end of the long bridge.

The young man in black clothes stood with his hands behind his back, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, looking at the sky from a distance. The black clothes coated his handsome face with a trace of calmness, like a phoenix standing proudly for nine days and dyed by the streamer, handsome and dazzling.

Zhao Yifeng?It's him?

The young man in black met his eyes for a moment, and finally walked towards the young man in white with an umbrella, took out a red silk from his arms, and slowly handed it to the young man in white, the deep affection in his eyes made people sink. "Yushu, next to the Taoye Ferry, you and I used to cross love with red silk. Today, the ten-mile long bridge, I want red silk as a guide, and I will accompany you hand in hand. Would you like it?"

He didn't refuse, looked at the red silk in his hand, and gently closed his eyes.He tightened his strength and held the red silk.

The young man in black strode forward, and on the ten-mile long bridge, he was led by red silk, regardless of what people around him said, regardless of people coming and going.

In the cool rain all over the sky, the two walked across the ten-mile long bridge with red silk in their hands.

Letting Zhao Yifeng pull him under the umbrella, Zhao Yifeng looked at him affectionately, and couldn't help but touch the handsome face of the young man in snow clothes.

The moment the long bridge is finished, I have already recognized it in my heart, and I will be with you in this life.

He didn't reject or cater to, just slowly closed his eyes.But there was no gentle touch on his face. When he opened his eyes, the boy in black clothes disappeared, not even the red silk with him.

He was the only one left on the winding ten-mile long bridge.

Zhao Yifeng's miserable face vividly appeared in front of his eyes, still carrying the sadness of helplessness and parting.He looked at himself sadly, "Yushu..."

Jiang Yushu opened his eyes suddenly!

Happiness always comes and goes quickly...

An unreal fantasy.

Blurred like mist and smoke.

Smiling slightly, puzzled: "How can I have such a dream..."

Jiang Yushu stared blankly at the endless night, and suddenly felt cold in his heart, as if something was missing, empty.

When did you become so greedy for the temperature he gave?

What do dreams always imply?

The final outcome of the grotesque dreams is often cruel and uncontrollable.

What does this dream mean?

Why did he leave with sadness in his eyes?

The breeze mixed with the fragrance of the green grass in the mountains drifted in, and a little bit of coldness blew in, and it was actually a little cold.

Autumn is almost over...

How long has he been gone?

The pain in the abdomen has dissipated, but the scene still remains in my mind——

He raised his black clothes, with world-shattering arrogance, and the loneliness of escaping.

"Yushu, you wait here for me, I..."

No matter how difficult it was to fall asleep, Jiang Yushu picked up his clothes and got up.

"Young master." Luo Buqiu pushed the door open, lit a candle at the right time, and put a bowl of medicine on the table.

Jiang Yushu frowned in confusion: "Uncle Luo, this is?"

"Anti-fetal medicine." Luo Buqiu said frankly: "If you don't want to abort the child, I can only use my life's medical skills to protect the child in my womb."

Jiang Yushu stood by the window with his hands behind his back, looking at the distant night sky, where the Milky Way spanned across the sky, and the sky was filled with bright stars.

His gentle words are still in my ears——

"I would like to be your eyes and see the beauty of the world for you."

If he has something good or bad, will everything he said and promised become a weak oath?

Zhao Yifeng, I will definitely protect you!

"Uncle Luo, get rid of the child." A faint sentence, like smoke and mist.

Luo Buqiu's eyes widened in surprise: "Master?!——"

"Young master, have you thought about it?"

"Hmm." Jiang Yushu was calm, his brows and eyelashes were quiet: "Kill the child in my belly, and I will see the light again, and I don't have to be tortured by the poison. I can save him earlier." The moon in the night sky covered him with a veil. Layer Qing Leng: "Ding Wang this time more than good, I have to go back to Tianqing!"

Luo Buqiu didn't understand why Jiang Yushu wanted to protect Zhao Yifeng all the time.

He once asked him why he didn't consider being with Zhao Yifeng. He said that they could be bosom friends, friends, and blue faces, but they couldn't be together.

So what is the child in the womb in this marriage now?

"Young master, you have always cared about King Quan Ding, and you don't want Bei Li. Bei Li is your country. You have been helping Tianqing and the Zhao family all the time, so where is Bei Li?"

The indignation was not reconciled: "Does the young master really want to give up his status as a prince, submit to him, and even bear children for him?"

"Uncle Luo, you don't understand..." He sighed lightly. "Sometimes I don't know what I want? But I just feel relaxed with him, inexplicably relaxed. And this feeling is a bit greedy."

Qingyu sighed, looking at Luo Buqiu's eyes were as calm as water, without any emotion.

Only jade-like warmth and ice-like cold remain.

"I promised him that I would accompany him to conquer the world."

Luo Buqiu knew that he didn't regret his decision and that persuasion was powerless, so he went out with a candle.

After coming back again, he handed him a bowl of medicine: "This is safflower, the fastest way."

Jiang Yushu looked at the red and black juice carefully, and a bitter taste roiled in his mouth.

After all these years of being with herbs, it's time to unwind.Reached out and took—

But he found that the medicine bowl was fixed in Luo Buqiu's hand.He was puzzled: "Uncle Luo, what are you doing?"

Luo Buqiu's hands strengthened, and he gripped the bottom of the bowl tightly, feeling unwilling: "Young master, have you really made up your mind that you want to kill the child?"

A trace of determination flashed in Jiang Yushu's eyes.

No resistance, no beak.

Eyes - sharp, cold.

Like the Lushui sword that breaks the front!

Luo Buqiu let go of his hand slowly, and sighed: "Young master, why bother?"

He took the bowl and laughed.Drink the bowl of medicine with safflower in one gulp.

"There is no value or not, only willingness or not."

The bowl fell to the ground, splashing debris, and this night was destined to be restless.

Jiang Yushu covered his abdomen and slowly squatted down against the bed.

Stomach cramps hit him one after another, like a bitingly cold lake submerging him.

Drops of cold sweat fell down his handsome face.

His lips were trembling, his blood was pale, and his teeth were clenched.

Pain, ordinary people can not understand.

Luo Buqiu was startled, and reached out to help.Slippery hands.

A smell of blood spread in the room.

Look around - on the white clothes, the blood is enchanting, still sad.

Restraining the soreness in his heart, he trembled: "My lord, can you bear it?"

With a pale face, Jiang Yushu nodded slightly at him: "It's okay!".He closed his eyes lightly, enduring the swelling in his stomach, and his lips trembled slightly: "Uncle Luo... this matter... only you and me... two people know..."

There is pity in the eyes, and the pain in the heart is suppressed.Nodding to him: "OK."

Jiang Yushu finally couldn't bear the medicinal properties of the safflower, and fell to the ground, blood splattered in white clothes, shocking!

The last thing that catches the eye is the shadow of Zhao Yifeng.

With a gentle smile, he stretched out his hand to touch the illusory shadow,

But suddenly, the phantom shattered to the ground——

Zhao Yifeng, this child was tricked by me, would you blame me?