Troubled times male concubine [time travel]

Of course.

Suddenly, he spat out a mouthful of blood, shaking the snowflakes off his body, his whole body convulsed.

How much Jiang Yushu wished that he could not see it like before.

Can't see how good it would be.

At least you don't have to be afraid, and you don't have to imagine.

But at this moment, he watched all this in front of him helplessly.

I thought that if I saw the light again, I could watch all the cherry blossoms with him.

Unexpectedly, it was the snowflakes mixed with the desolation and sadness that engulfed life.

Pain is like ice, chilling the love of two people;

Pain is like a long sword, every sword goes straight to the heart.

The reality that the royal family has no relatives tormented Zhao Yifeng little by little.

From the outside to the inside, from the heart to the lungs, from the head to the soul... nibble a little bit from the outside to the inside.

Jiang Yushu knew that if he couldn't pass the demon this time, Zhao Yifeng would be completely demoralized.

The world-defying man he created will no longer exist.

From now on, there will be no more Dingwang in the world!Just an ordinary ordinary person.

"Zhao Yifeng..." Jiang Yushu walked up to him, suppressing the trembling in his voice, "Don't be afraid..."

Hearing the familiar voice, he raised his head in confusion, shook the snowflakes on his body, looked up at the person standing quietly beside him, and tentatively called out: "Yushu?..."

Yushu, is that you?

"Zhao Yifeng, it's me, I'm by your side..." Jiang Yushu drove thousands of miles to find you, and I promised to always be by your side, no matter how bumpy the road ahead, I will accompany you to stand proud of the world.

Promise me—"Overcome your fear, don't be afraid. Huh?" Mr. Xueyi's voice was a little erratic—"You will overcome everything and get back together, right?"

You promised to give me a home... You haven't done it yet, how can you miss the appointment?

Zhao Yifeng raised his eyes and smiled in despair, but said to him leisurely with sadness in his eyes: "Yushu... so lonely... I'm tired, I can't cheer up..."

He can't pull himself together...

In the desert all over the sky, he said to him: "Zhao Yifeng, hold on!" If you hold on, you can walk out of the desert. It was also the Fengfei battle that made the six countries panic, and returned triumphantly again and again.

But now, this domineering person said sadly to himself: "I'm tired, I can't cheer myself up!"

He couldn't pull himself together, what a grief!

Killing the person he cared about with his own hands was deeply in his mother's heart.

What is more ruthless than destroying the family affection that a person cares about? !

Jiang Yushu closed his eyes lightly, holding back the tears.

He squatted down slowly, his white clothes were stained with blood and icicles, stiff and frozen.

"Zhao Yifeng, don't be afraid, you still have me." He hugged him, comforting him softly: "You still have me..."

If you can't make it through, then I will tide over the difficulties with you.

This road - I walk with you all the way, always with you!

This chaotic world is changing, fate is reincarnated, going up to Qingming, down to Lushui——

Zhao Yifeng stretched out his hand in confusion, trembling, exploring in disbelief: "Yushu... are you here?"

He replied softly: "Yes, I'm here."

It seemed that he was in the boundless night, and the white clothes were his light and guidance. He reached out and hugged him tightly, tightly and firmly.

Only the familiar body, the familiar arms, the faint cold fragrance——

Only then can he maintain the last sliver of clarity, let him suppress the pain that the sharp sword pierced his heart, and dilute the madness caused by anger!

The snowflakes are shining, and they are flying!

Everything is white, and the eyes can't find the focus.

The bright red blood was gradually buried, and the earth was pure white.

Snowy, dirty, bloody, desperate.

In the silence, Jiang Yushu hugged Zhao Yifeng, warming him with his only body temperature.

Just like on a snowy night a year ago, the two hugged each other happily and warmed each other.

I don't know whether it was the snow melted from the snow or tears, which blurred the eyes of the two of them.

Zhao Yifeng choked up, and asked in a low voice, "Yushu, is that you? Are you still by my side?"

Jiang Yushu pressed against his cheek: "I never left...I have always been by your side...Always with you."

When you killed your own relatives with your own hands, you couldn't get over your demons, and when you were in despair, would there be such a person in front of you to guide you?

Zhao Yifeng had sorrow in his eyes, and his voice was heart-wrenching. He said, "Yushu, I killed my clan relatives, I am a sinner..., I am a sinner of the royal family..."

"Yushu, those 300 people died because of me..." How innocent are they?

"Zhao Yifeng, don't be afraid, you still have me." He reached out to touch his handsome face, signaling that he was beside him.

In this snowy day, Duke Ning's mansion collapsed in an instant, and the power of Zhao Yifeng's mother's clan disappeared in an instant.

This snowy day aroused Zhao Yifeng's determination to rebel and subvert the imperial power, and it was doomed that Tianqing would change the dynasty!

In this snowy day, Jiang Yushu came here just to give him a shoulder, and the two embraced heartily to keep each other warm.

He hugged him, he hugged him.

"Yushu, you won't leave me behind, will you?"

"will not."

His strong arms tightly grasped his water sleeves, taking a trace of warmth.

"Yushu, you will always be with me, won't you?"

"Well. No matter what you lose, you still have me."

He looked at him sincerely and purely, and tightly held his slender fingers with the palm of the sword cocoon.

"Yushu, will you always be by my side, never leave?"

"I can--"

"I will always be by your side with you."

Zhao Yifeng's sharp eyes were full of despair and resentment towards the royal family.

"Yushu, I am a sinner...so many people died because of me...I cannot forgive..."

Jiang Yushu was afraid of his back and smiled gently at him. "No matter what the road ahead is, you still have me."

Zhao Yifeng finally fainted in this snowy day.

He was extremely angry and murdered with his own hands. The nightmare of seeing more than 300 people dying haunted him, made him unconscious, and also made him high fever.

Jiang Yushu stayed by the bed without leaving his clothes.

On the third night, Zhao Yifeng opened his eyes.

Incomparably ruthless, incomparably sharp, and incomparably deep.

Jiang Yushu's gentle eyes met Zhao Yifeng's, and he was a little scared, with a coolness and unfathomable depth from head to toe.

Those eyes were not full of hostility, which made people look intimidated, but there was an unpredictable, elusive, and ruthless look in their calmness.

Looking back at the room.

Zhao Yifeng fixed Jiang Yushu's clear eyes, and asked in a low voice: "Has Yushu ever experienced the helplessness and heart-wrenching pain of killing someone he cared about and watching them die tragically but unable to save?"

The hands under Jiang Yushu's sleeves involuntarily caressed his upper abdomen. After a long silence, he nodded: "I have experienced it."

"How does it feel?"

Jiang Yushu watched him quietly for a long, long time...

That voice was full of helplessness and the sadness of going through human affairs.

"Thousands of arrows piercing the heart."

Thousands of arrows pierced the heart, bloody pain!

Zhao Yifeng smiled softly at him, took his hand, and pulled him onto the bed. "You look bad and need a rest. Don't worry. I'll be fine."

Looking at his weak face, Jiang Yushu was shocked by the murderous look in his gentle smile, and didn't know how to comfort him.

Zhao Yifeng has completely changed, becoming more solemn and cold, unfathomable.

"Yushu..." When he said this, his eyes were no longer tender and affectionate:

"If I was doomed to be the overlord of this world from the very beginning, then I'd rather strike ahead when I'm being forced and have nowhere to go.

If it is doomed that the royal family has no family ties, and life must go through these cruelties, I would rather destroy the world, stand at the pinnacle of power, look down on all beings, and let thousands of people submit to my feet, and I am the only one! "

Royal family affection has already made him desperate; royal morality should not be the shackles that bind him.

Because of his family and country, he lost his clan; because of his loyalty, he escaped death!

Now, he was forced to have no way out...

Since there is no way out, don't blame me for being ruthless!

After Zhao Yifeng finished those few words, he was obviously a little tired. He closed his eyes and hugged the boy in white with his arms. "Yushu, you said you would always be by my side, does that still count?"

Jiang Yushu reached out to shake his palm back, smiled warmly at him, and did not answer.

Sandalwood is curling up, and the room is warm.

Zhao Yifeng fell asleep under the comfort of sandalwood.

Jiang Yushu fixed his side face with his hand, and reached out to touch him lightly.I want to remember his appearance.

So scared, God took away his eyes again as a joke.

Reaching out to touch his abdomen lightly, he laughed.

Zhao Yifeng, we all paid the price for each other's indulgence and willfulness.

You killed your clan with your own hands, and I--killed our children with your own hands!

Zhan Liyun stepped forward gently: "My lord, the bodies of all the people in Ningguo's mansion have been dug up from the mass graves and buried. Princess Xiyue is fine, she is under house arrest in the prince's mansion, but she was shocked."

Jiang Yushu nodded, and quietly got off the bed.

Zhao Qingfeng is not stupid yet, he also knows how to take into account the diplomatic relations between the two countries and jointly build the friendship between the two countries.

"And..." Zhan Liyun bowed, "Gu Zheng, Gu Wencheng's body has been buried in the Gu family ancestral hall."

"Very good." Jiang Yushu answered him. "Li Yun, tell the people in the pavilion to take good care of the empress. The empress is now under house arrest in the harem. You must not let Zhao Qingfeng attack the empress."

Jiang Yushu touched the sable cloak around the collar, lost in thought.

At that time in Dongqi City, the mink velvet capes and white fur clothes were sent by Gu Yanmei from thousands of miles away. She knew that she was cold, so she made them specially, and her favorite cherry blossom cakes.

It was the temperature that Jiang Qiushi never had after he left. He was a little bit reluctant to let it go, and he always cherished it.Every winter, I always wear it, as if absorbing the warmth of my mother.