Troubled times male concubine [time travel]

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

Chapter Three: The Beautiful Woman Holds the Terrace

The traces of red clouds are reflected in the sky, reflecting the pure white snow, adding more tenderness, but weakening the coldness and quietness of the snow.

A few icicles are condensed on the dead branches of weeping willows on the surface of the lake. In the holy and immaculate, a handsome figure can be vaguely seen washing his face with water.

The man in black grabbed a handful of hay with his right hand and fed it to the BMW. The black horse snorted and moved meekly into his arms.

Jiang Yushu came over after washing up, with a handsome face like jade, elegant and gentle.The long hair was tied up casually with a headband, and the two strands of hair in front of the forehead hung slightly close to the cheeks, faintly fluttering with the wind.The spring breeze comes from the eyes, and the brilliance is calm.The three points of cherry red between the eyebrows are more beautiful.

"Beep——" the black horse neighed, and withdrew from Zhao Yifeng's embrace, and moved closer to Jiang Yushu's embrace.

Zhao Yifeng's face darkened, and he quickly grabbed the sharp-eyed horse.Gritting her teeth, she said slowly: "You can think about my concubine Yuan? Don't you, a beast, also hate my cold breath? You are not allowed to touch my people, otherwise..."

The black horse seemed to be frightened by his gloomy demeanor, lowered its head sullenly, and chewed the hay.

Jiang Yushu sighed in his heart: This cold wind makes even livestock feel ashamed.

"Zhao Yifeng, how long will it take to arrive in Baiyi City?"

"Walk another three or four miles along this official road and you will arrive at Baiyi City." Zhao Yifeng was quite touched: "I never thought you and I would come to Baiyi City again. This place is very beautiful now..."

"Qingyu wouldn't expect that either." Jiang Yushu smiled, and the past was like a dream: "One day you and I will come back."

At that time, my family was ruined, I was wandering all over the world, and I had no home to go to. I originally wanted to be at ease, but I didn't want him to treat Baiyi City like a family and wait for my arrival.Give yourself the power to take charge of military affairs, let yourself govern Baiyi City, and flourish commerce. Later, you can watch snowflakes in Baiyi City, experience the lights of thousands of families, and see the warmth and warmth of people.It turns out that this place is the place with the most memories and the most primitive warmth.

In fact, when I married him for the first time, I never expected this extravagantly. I wanted to protect the whole family, live for others, and live for the family.With a frail body and a life that could be swept away by the wind at any time, he dared not expect happiness and the warmth of home.

"Where do you want to go after going to Baiyi City Yushu?"

Jiang Yushu looked at him and thought for a while: "I want to go to... Piaomiao Mountain... to see the snow scenery."

Zhao Yifeng looked at him tenderly: "Okay."

"Yushu..." Zhao Yifeng looked forward with anticipation, "I want to go to the Baiyi City Tower, or to the Chenshan Bamboo Tower. There should be more potted melons there."

"Okay." He smiled slightly, and the color in his eyes became brighter: "There are still two altars of 'Sakura Red Vertical' in Qingyu in the Bamboo House in Chenshan. Your Majesty can try it. They have been kept for several years, and the taste should be good."

Zhao Yifeng was delighted in his heart, and his eyes were shining brightly. "Okay, you and I went to Piaomiao Mountain, and then to Chenshan Mountain. As long as Yushu wants to go, I will accompany you."

Jiang Yushu held his hand and forced a smile to hide the pain in his eyes. "With you here, I know that there will be warmth everywhere, and there will be a home."

"Yushu..." Zhao Yifeng suddenly felt the soreness in his throat, and stretched out his hand to wrap his arms around his shoulder.He said softly: "Where there is Zhao Yifeng is your home. We are very happy now, aren't we?"

Jiang Yushu's eyes fluctuated and rippled: "Yes. The place where you are is Jiang Yushu's home."

Zhao Yifeng suddenly looked down at him: "After going to Piaomiao Mountain and Chenshan Mountain, where else does Yushu want to go?"

"I want to listen to the music."

Zhao Yifeng smiled: "We must go, Yushu's Xiao Yin is perfect, I will be blessed again."

"I also want to go to Zuixianju. I heard that the roast chicken in Zuixianju is good, but Qingyu hasn't tasted it yet."

"Okay, as long as Yushu wants to eat it, I will ask the palace people to make it from now on."

Jiang Yushu smiled leisurely: "Your Majesty, are you going to be a fool again?"

Zhao Yifeng smiled indulgently with a trace of unruly: "As long as Yushu is by my side, I can delegate all the power and give you all the power. I will just be a king who eats and waits to die."

Jiang Yushu raised his eyebrows: "Eating and waiting to die?"

Zhao Yifeng felt aggrieved: "I'm in charge of the family first, but I don't hold power, and I don't handle government affairs. Yushu will do it all for me. If there is peace, there will be no battles to fight. Is it just me eating and waiting to die?"

Jiang Yushu chuckled: "Since when did Your Majesty know the folk saying - 'Eating and waiting to die'?"

"Of course I learned from Yushu." He looked gentle and changed the subject: "It is December now, and the cherry blossoms in Yingguo should have bloomed. After we stay in Baiyi City for a while, we will go to the Luoshui River in Yingguo to see cherry blossoms how?"

Jiang Yushu's eyes lit up, with anticipation in his eyes, but also a little uneasy: "Really? Can I go to Sakura Country to see the cherry blossoms? Would it be... disrespectful? You are a king and I am a concubine. Will you leave someone to talk about important military affairs?"

"Don't worry." Zhao Yifeng rubbed his ear: "All parties along the way will send the memorial. There are Mr. He and Prime Minister Yu in the court hall. There are also generals from Mo Yun in the barracks. It will not affect. Yushu Didn't you say that I have the potential to be a foolish ruler? Then I will be a foolish ruler once, and then I will be a wise ruler in the future. How about it?"

Jiang Yushu smiled softly, and put his head on his shoulder: "Then Qingyu will be a virtuous concubine in the future, and a demon concubine these days."

"Yushu's face has the potential to bring disaster to the country. If you are a demon concubine, I don't know how many disasters you will cause. Then I will be too busy to take care of myself. Yushu will not let me down..."

Suddenly the domineering tone came: "No! You are my concubine, my demon concubine, you are my man!

The pupils suddenly shrink!A beat was clearly heard in the center of the chest.Emperor Hongyu tried his best to shake his head, but he couldn't get rid of the black stars rushing in his head and the sudden dizziness.

"Zhao Yifeng! Zhao Yifeng!" Jiang Yushu hurriedly hugged the fallen man.He knew that he would get poisoned halfway, but seeing all this with his own eyes, the fear of losing him was by his side, and the feeling of loneliness that he would destroy his family again hit him, making him unable to think about it.

No, no.

According to the medical skills taught by Luo Buqiu, it is possible to control the "Going into the Haotian of Qingming" within ten days.There are still six days left...

Taking a deep breath, Jiang Yushu took out the silver needles, recalled the method taught by Luo Buqiu, and inserted 28 silver needles into his important acupuncture points to ensure that the toxin would not attack the heart veins.

"Last time you were hit by the 'Phoenix Prisoner' and your body still had some residual poison. You were poisoned in the Southwest War. The neutralization of the two toxins may make you a little weak and uncomfortable in your chest. My medical skills do not focus on detoxification, I can only follow the trend You are now completely weak, which is a normal symptom of silver needle detoxification. You rest here, and Qingyu will go to the front to find snow lotus root. You should not move around here. Qingyu will come soon."

Looking at the worry and fear in Jiang Yushu's eyes, without the gentleness and composure of the past, Zhao Yifeng felt moved: "You go. I'll be waiting for you here."

Jiang Yushu left quickly, looking for snow lotus root.

Zhao Yifeng found a clean place to hide, covered in silver, white and pure.There is a hint of coldness and a touch of wintersweet fragrance in the air not far away.

Suddenly there was the sound of snow cracking in my ears.

Zhao Yifeng's face darkened!This is not Yushu, there are other people!Those who come are not good, eight out of ten.The light of the knife cast a dazzling light in the snow.He has a strong figure, walks like flying, and is a master!Don't underestimate it!

Zhao Yifeng was in a hurry, but he couldn't move his body, he was limp and weak!

"Emperor Hongyu is here!" Someone called softly, and the accent should be Dongsang's.

The other killer was puzzled: "Where's Jiang Yushu?" It seemed that he wanted to kill two birds with one stone!

Sure enough, they will not let themselves and Yushu go!

Zhao Yifeng tried his best to touch Qingming, but he didn't have any strength in his body. It's not his style to wait for death in front of outsiders.

Emperor Hongyu would not let others bully him, so he would not be the overlord of a country.

The killer is crazy.

The knife is extraordinarily bright in the snow!

"Kill him!" the boss yelled.

Dao Guang Senhan's murderous aura fell from the top of his head, with a hint of cold wind faintly.

The two were very close to Zhao Yifeng, and Zhao Yifeng could clearly see the bloodthirsty excitement in their eyes.Crazy excited!

A jasper color flashed by!

"Hiss!" With a sound, a silver thread was wrapped around the killer's neck, and it was tightened backwards. Blood flowed down, staining the white snow red!

The people around are stagnant!

With a sound of "Boom!", one of the killers fell down.

Looking back, I saw the enchanting Jiang Yushu in red, like a ghost from hell, standing twenty feet away, holding hands with Yu Xiao, playing a beautiful tune.His long hair and sleeves were blown by the wind, and the 'silver thread of silkworm' nested in the purple jade Xiao in his hand can be seen impressively!

The snow melts.

The wind is light.

Jiang Yushu is gentle and peaceful, as proud as cherry red.

The silver thread that was sent out with internal force just now made his Qi and blood unstable, and a mouthful of fishy sweetness went straight to his throat.

He looked at those killers with cold eyes, and killed them indifferently: "If you dare to touch him, Jiang Yushu will make you die without a whole body, and you will be mourned everywhere!"

No one would doubt Jiang Yushu's words. He dared to resist a million troops on the battlefield, let alone now.The resolute killing spirit shocked the hearts of the killers.

A killer laughed maniacally, concealing the panic in his heart: "I heard that Emperor Hongyu and his concubine Yan Piao are deeply in love, it seems that it is true."

"Hiss!" The killer's eyes popped out, and his face twitched in disbelief.The hand in his throat struggled with the silver thread that was tightly wrapped around him.Beads of blood overflowed on the silkworm's silver thread.

Jiang Yushu shook his flute, the silver thread broke, and the killer fell to the ground, dead.The beautiful Xiao Yin still echoed in his mind.

The silkworm's silver thread is exerted by the fingertips of the person holding Xiao.

If the mind is determined, the silver thread will pierce the chest of the person holding Xiao. If the mind is unsteady, Zou Xiao Cha will not be stable, and the inside will turn back, shattering the heart and lungs!

Jiang Yushu looked around for a week, then lowered his head and touched the jade flute in his hand: "Please leave earlier, Jiang doesn't want to kill innocent people indiscriminately."

The black-clothed killer sneered: "There are eight silkworm silk threads in total, you have already used up six, and there are two left. Mr. Qingyu, don't you want to break your heart and lungs?"

"Hahaha, I'm afraid the pain in my son's chest is unbearable, and it's hard to even speak—ah! Uh~~~"

Hearing the sound of him dying screaming at the corner, Jiang Yushu tried his best to suppress the pain in his chest, and smiled calmly: "You are really noisy!"

Jiang Yushu looked down at them, pointed at Emperor Hongyu with his slender fingers: "This is my man, you can't take it away!"

The killer's eyes were tearing apart: "Today next year will be the anniversary of your death, go to hell!"

Jiang Yushu put the jade flute to his lips lightly.

In the nick of time!

Zhao Yifeng threw Qingming forcefully, without bias, right in the center, and killed him with a single blow.

He shouted urgently: "Jiang Yushu! How dare you!"

"Don't be afraid of him! He has only one silver thread left. Four of our brothers died, and four more. But he has one silver thread left!"

"The fifth one is you!" With a raised hand, a throwing knife was thrown, and the speaker fell to the ground, dead.

Dead, dead dead dead dead dead dead...

Zhao Yifeng looked at Jiang Yushu's calm and breezy appearance. It was clear that his blood was surging inside, and the pain was unbearable. If he wanted to save someone, would he be desperate?

Zhao Yifeng looked stern, and warned in a deep voice: "Jiang Yushu, do you dare to send out the last silver thread?!"

With a flash of light, the knife pierced through the neck of the man in black, and flew straight out from the heart, with such deep force!

"Chi~~" The sound of piercing flesh and blood.

Jiang Yushu's eyes turned cold: "You dare to hurt him. Jiang Yushu will never let him go!"

This is to ignore Zhao Yifeng's words.

"Jiang, Yu, Shu!" Zhao Yifeng was furious, and his voice was unwilling.Gritting his teeth, he pulled out the silver needle on his body, twisted three snowballs, and swung them at the remaining killers.

"Ah~~" The remaining two killers rolled on the ground with their eyes folded.

The moment he gathered his strength, Zhao Yifeng collapsed, and quickly led the horse to flee for his life.

The red horse and black horse came psychically.

Jiang Yushu wanted to fly on the horse, but his chest was full of blood, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.I had no choice but to close my eyes lightly, to gather strength and hold back the pain.Cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

The red horse circled around him.

"Yushu! Come!" Zhao Yifeng came on the horse, reached out and grabbed Jiang Yushu's hand, pulled and hugged him, and hugged him onto the horse by the waist!

An angry and cold breath hit: "I want to revive Fu Gang!"

After throwing people away, the two found a wood to rest.

One is that Zhao Yifeng was so poisoned that he was unable to ride the horse.The second is that Jiang Yushu's breath was damaged, and he was left with a breath of support.

Jiang Yushu smiled wryly: "When have you and I been so downcast?"

"Hmm!—" Jiang Yushu felt a domineering breath on his lips.

Zhao Yifeng kissed him domineeringly, biting and biting frantically.Don't let the stubborn person in your arms make a sound.

Jiang Yushu let him move, knowing that his anger was hard to calm down.There was no strength in his body to resist.

"Jiang Yushu, you are fine!" Angrily laughed back.He heard him whispering in his ear.

Fearing that he would be injured again, his strength was weak, so give him enough time and space to breathe.

"I was wrong." Jiang Yushu admitted his mistake.

Seeing his docile appearance, Zhao Yifeng felt better.He took the jade flute in his hand and tore off the last silver thread.

"Don't nest these again in the future." He glanced at him: "Your heart and lungs are almost broken. Take care of yourself in the future. Don't be willful!"

A warm force covered his chest, Jiang Yushu shook, and clenched his teeth.

Zhao Yifeng had pity in his eyes: "But it hurts?"

Jiang Yushu nodded meekly: "Yes."

"You, what should I do with you?" Some sad sigh. "It can't be like this in the future. I'll be worried."

Jiang Yushu looked at him with warmth in his eyes: "I know, it won't be like this next time. I was just worried about you..."

"If you encounter danger again in the future, Yushu will go first." Zhao Yifeng said seriously.

Jiang Yushu shook his head.

Yifeng asked: "Are you ignoring that you still have children?"

He raised his eyes and looked at him with extremely firm eyes: "I will not leave. You are my husband."

Zhao Yifeng just looked at him quietly, and pulled him into his arms.

He looked back, he looked sideways.

Affectionate.

Both Dongqi City and Baiyi City are the commercial capitals of the Eastern Territory.

Business is booming here, and everything is fine.

Jiang Yushu and Zhao Yifeng listened to the tune from Baiyi City, and after going up the tower, they drove to Dongqi City in succession.

The bamboo buildings in Chenshan are still the same, the flowers are chaotic, the grass grows and the eagles fly.

In front of the bamboo building in Chenshan, watching Zhao Yifeng carrying wine in the cellar, Jiang Yushu suddenly said: "Zhao Yifeng, Qingyu will teach you the method of 'Sakura Vertical', okay?"

Zhao Yifeng was surprised: "This 'Yuhongzong' is brewed by Yushu himself, and I will not steal the result."

Jiang Yushu nodded: "Because Qingyu is rarely shown to others, His Majesty finds it mysterious. It's actually very simple."

"Your Majesty, let's learn it. Then you don't have to bother Qingyu in the future."

Zhao Yifeng refused and said: "Yushu is my concubine, if you want to drink in the future, you can go to Yushu. I don't want to steal your achievements."

Seeing his serious appearance, Jiang Yushu sighed: "I see."

Compared with Jiang Yushu's wine, Zhao Yifeng prefers his tea.

"Yushu, look!" Zhao Yifeng came up from the cellar, holding a jar of fine wine, and exclaimed.He quickly ran to Jiang Yushu and sat down under the cherry blossom tree in the courtyard.

Unseal, pour wine, taste.

Jiang Yushu looked at him with a smile in his eyes.

Suddenly reaching out to touch his face.

Zhao Yifeng paused slightly, faintly aware of the grief in Jiang Yushu's eyes.

Seeing Zhao Yifeng's sluggish movements, Jiang Yushu smiled slightly, signaling him to be at ease.

Zhao Yifeng, this is the last time Jiang Yushu saw you...

Looking at the clear drink in front of him, Zhao Yifeng took a deep breath. "Yushu used to be a master at brewing wine, but I have married a treasure." They looked at each other and smiled: "Yushu..."

"Boom!" Bowl of broken wine hit.

The ground is fragmented.

The wine that has not yet been tasted blooms a residual flower on the ground.

Empty everything.

Jiang Yushu tightly hugged Zhao Yifeng in his arms.I'm afraid that the strength is not enough, and I am afraid that he will disperse.

At this moment, the ten-day deadline has expired.

Hand over Zhao Yifeng to the guards of Dongqi City, and order the people in the city to protect them.Jiang Yushu left alone.

He went to Purple Bamboo Mountain.

Zizhu Mountain.

Snow is still wanton.It was freezing cold and there was no rest.

Jiang Yushu looked at the proud bamboo on Zizhu Mountain, and lowered his head weakly: "Give me 'Tianlan Bamboo Sunflower', Mr. Qiu's four conditions, and Qingyu agreed."

In front of him was Qiu Yinyang, half of his face was white and half of his face was dark.With a thin body, he is obviously a ghost with thousands of faces.

"Why didn't Master Qingyu, who is good at calculating, not steal by chance? I didn't expect..."

Jiang Yushu said distantly: "Thousand-faced ghosts have practiced countless poisons with poison, if Qingyu really wants to fight with you, I'm afraid it will hurt innocent people."

"Aren't you afraid that someone Qiu will come out?"

Jiang Yushu smiled faintly. "Not afraid."

"Do you remember Hua Hemei?"

Jiang Yushu said indifferently: "Jiang Yushu has only loved one man in his life. He doesn't have any thoughts on women. Besides, Qingyu didn't care about Miss Hua at that time, and Miss Hua was just Qingyu's confidant."

The topic changed: "Qingyu was blind at that time, and didn't know Miss Hua's true face. How can I remember and forget?"

Qiu Yinyang was angry: "You still don't know how to repent. Did He Mei die in vain?"

Jiang Yushu said lightly: "Everyone is different, so choices will be different. Jiang Yushu just respects her choice."

"You!~" Qiu Yinyang was furious. "It's really a waste of your skin. He Mei treats you like that, and the consequences are in exchange. It's really not worth it."

Jiang Yushu: "There is no value in this world, only willingness."

"The reason why Jiang Yushu agreed to your condition is because of your love for He Mei. If you really want to go back on your word, Jiang Yushu will definitely drag you to be buried with him."

Qiu Yinyang looked at him steadily, and instantly felt that she was one level lower in front of him.The calmness and calmness in those eyes made people mad.

Jiang Yushu lowered his head slightly, put his hands forward, and offered the Lushui Sword.

Qiu Yinyang drew his sword sharply, and a cold green light spread in the air, carrying a slight chill.

A gust of wind brushed past his ears.

Snowflake was stirred up by the sword energy!

The green light quickly hit Jiang Yushu, and the ink hair was blown away by the cold sword energy!

"Hmm!" With a muffled groan, a sudden pain in his chest.

Jiang Yushu looked down, the Lushui sword was in Qiu Yinyang's hand, the point of the sword pierced his chest, blood flowed from his chest, staining the white snow red.

Qiu Yinyang didn't move.

Jiang Yushu didn't move either.

Only the sword moved.

The Lushui sword pierced straight into Jiang Yushu's chest.

blood, fall.

blood... winding...

Such a resolute Jiang Yushu, such a proud Jiang Yushu, Jiang Yushu who was pitied by Zhao Yifeng, Jiang Yushu who would rather bear the honor and disgrace of his family and country and stab Zhao Yifeng with a sword.

Now, Qiu Yinyang allowed Qiu Yinyang to stab the Lushui sword into his chest so fearlessly.

He tried his best to smile, and said lightly: "In this world, except him, no one will let Jiang Yushu block the sword for him."

"Qingyu has already fulfilled the first condition."

Qiu Yinyang said coldly: "There are second, third, and fourth!"

When Hua Hemei died, Pipa broke his bones, drew his sword and killed himself, jumped off a building tragically, and died without a whole body.Jiang Yushu wanted to taste all these pains.He had already sworn an oath in Huaiyin Pavilion earlier.Let him taste the taste of losing his voice.

"Young Master Qingyu's first sword should be repaid by He Mei who drew her sword and slashed herself in pain, then the second—"

He looked at Jiang Yushu's collarbone with vicious eyes, and said viciously: "The pipa is a musical instrument with spirituality. Back then, He Mei broke the pipa on the tower, and the pipa broke a bone, so..."

It's too late, it's fast!

With a "click!", Qiu Yinyang quickly touched Jiang Yushu's neck, breaking his lute bone!

"Hmm!" There was another muffled hum, thinking it was in extreme pain.

The place that ran aground beyond the temperature of Zhao Yifeng, the embrace that made Zhao Yifeng greedy, the delicate collarbone, the bones that supported Jiang Yushu's arrogant head.

Now, it is in Qiu Yinyang's hands.

Broken...pipe, papa, bone...

The deep purple color ripples on the fair skin.

He was so angry that he endured the pain, bit his lower lip and said softly: "The pipa is broken...the second condition...Jiang has achieved it."

Qiu Yinyang went mad: "There's a third, a fourth!"

He took out a small bottle from his bosom: "Since Mr. Qingyu doesn't know Hua Hemei's true face, I will fulfill you. These are the remaining two conditions."

Reaching out and slowly taking the medicine bottle, Jiang Yushu asked himself: Are you afraid?does it worth?Are you willing?

It's not fear, ignorance of whether it's worth it, or reluctance.

Just feel a little heartache.

In the coming year, the cherry blossoms will be like rain, and in the prosperous world in the future, the sunrise at Xiaoyaoya may not be able to enjoy it again.

He stood quietly in front of Qiu Yinyang, his red clothes were sad and gorgeous, and he was erratic and dreamy.

Those slender hands were holding the medicine bottle, looking at the medicine in front of them, and lightly closing their eyes to hide the trace of pain and regret.

The warm eyes flicked across Youqiu's yin and yang face, one white and one black.A little self-deprecating smile: "Jiang Yushu is good at calculating and planning the battlefield. He has tasted countless teas in his life, but he can't understand the word 'love'."

Ruanhong is three thousand feet, what can't be broken is love.

Pulling out the cork, Jiang Yushu held the bottle.Drink that medicine in one gulp!

"My life is like drinking poisonous wine with a smile."

For you, Jiang Yushu has no regrets.

The author has something to say: There will be a lot of abuse in the future.The category of immortality.