Stirring up with the old enemy

Yellow River Gravel Beach.

Even Chen Jingming couldn't answer Hao Chun's question in a daze.The truth is that Chen Jingming never thought that Hao Chun would still think of him like this when the two of them were already inseparable!

"Why would Lord Hou ask such a question?" Chen Jingming leaned over, pressing his slender fingers firmly on the sides of the wooden chair, his breathing fluctuated, and his fingertips wished he could bleed. "What kind of relationship do you have with me? How can you compare yourself with others?"

"...Cheng Da Sikong, are you someone else?" Hao Chun laughed hoarsely, his pair of unusually bright Danfeng eyes were full of ridicule, and he didn't know who was mocking. "Chen Jingming, do you know that you have no heart?"

Chen Jingming pursed his thin lips and looked at Hao Chun in the gradually darkening twilight.His body was wrapped in front of Hao Chun, thin and cold.

Hao Chun also felt that the heart in his chest was very cold.He was stunned for a while, then suddenly came back to his senses, raised his hand, pressed the Wujin Tunkou dagger he had been holding against Chen Jingming's heart, and asked sharply, "Chen Jingming! What the hell are you going to do? What else do you have?" How many things are you hiding from the young master?!"

The dagger is sharp and sharp.The sun has completely set, and half of the moon has risen, and it seems to be shrouded in dark clouds, and it can no longer shine as clear as before.

He and him will never be able to return to those two wayward teenagers from before.

Chen Jingming breathed heavily suddenly, raised his hand, his fingertips trembled slightly, finally he closed his eyes, and suddenly used his right hand to hold down the Wujin swallowing dagger that Hao Chun was holding to his heart.

This dagger was originally a gift from the palace, and it was extremely sharp. When Chen Jingming grabbed it, a deep gash was cut in his palm, and blood dripped down.

"Ah Chun," Chen Jingming opened his eyes and looked at Hao Chun with bloody hands, his voice was filled with affection that cannot be ignored. "I said before that all people in this world are dead bones, only you are different."

Hao Chun raised his face and stared at him, with the sound of blood tickling in his ears, but he looked at Chen Jingming for a long time as if he didn't recognize Chen Jingming at all, and then sneered. "Oh? Why am I the only one who is different?"

"Because, only you...is my desire."

Chen Jingming knelt down on one knee, and slowly approached Hao Chun on the armrest in front of the wooden chair. The cut in his palm was getting deeper and deeper, but he didn't seem to know what the pain was at all.His face that had always been cold and jade-like was now shrouded in the dark night, and the moonlight covered his whole body.

"Ah Chun, if you want my heart, I can give it to you."

Chen Jingming is just a scholar, he can't compare to those rough men in the army, it hurts to see the blood dripping down.

Hao Chun couldn't tell what he thought about Chen Jingming, but he still couldn't bear to hear Chen Jingming's palm bleeding.He subconsciously retracted the dagger half an inch, but he shouted fiercely in his mouth. "You have to speak clearly today, stop, don't use those sweet words to coax the young master. Please make it clear first, how many things do you have to hide from the young master?"

Chen Jingming lowered his eyes to look at the dagger that had retracted half an inch, his thin lips curled slightly, and he smiled lightly in the moonlight. "Ah, Lord Hou, you really are a soft-hearted...fool."

Ok?

Hao Chun immediately frowned and stared fiercely at Chen Jingming. "What do you mean?!"

"Master Hou, didn't you say that I don't have a heart?" Chen Jingming smiled with his lips curled up, tightly clenched the dagger that Wu Jin swallowed with his bloody palm, and stuffed another half inch under his robe. "Then you can dig it out, yes, don't shake your hands, dig in another three inches, go through the skin... Marquis, can you see if I have a heart? Look, is my heart also red? "

Two lines of tears hung in front of Chen Jingming's eyes, but the dusk was over, and the lonely moonlight could not illuminate Hao Chun's sight.

The poison in Ping Lehou's fellow is slow in onset, but extremely deadly.At first, the vision became blurred, and then, Hao Chun's sense of smell seemed to become less sensitive.What is the next step?Chen Jingming didn't dare and didn't want to think about it.If we can't find Jiang Jiulang, the evil Southern Xinjiang poison master, maybe Hao Chun will really die.

Hao Chun is dead, so what is he still doing alive?

With such desperate thoughts in Chen Jingming's heart, his laughter became more and more bleak. "Master Hou, why don't you... really kill me!"

silence.

A long and suffocating silence.

Hao Chun quickly withdrew the dagger, ignoring the fact that Chen Jingming's palm was drawn with a deeper long mark.He frowned and looked at Chen Jingming with unprecedented seriousness. "Chen Yushi, do you know what you are doing?"

"The people are not afraid of death, so why are they afraid of it?" Chen Jingming laughed softly, leaned over, and asked Hao Chun on the cheek. "Then, what about you, Marquis? Do you know... what it means to dare to sign a contract with the Ugul Tribe without His Majesty's back? How many heads can you chop off, Marquis? Or are you in the Pinglehou Mansion in Chang'an City?" It has been cleaned up long ago, and the rest of the people in the mansion don't matter if they die or not?"

Chen Jingming lowered his voice a bit, opened and closed his thin lips, and the sound of breathing almost brushed the hairs on Hao Chun's face. "Master Hou, have you ever thought that once His Majesty knows what you did in the Dinggu Temple in the Western Region...by that time, even I will die?"

Hao Chun's pupils shrunk violently, and his whole back was arched, like a bow ready to shoot an arrow at any time.

Chen Jingming bent down and patted his cheek lightly, and said with a soft smile: "Ah, it seems that Lord Hou never thought about it. That's right, in the heart of Lord Hou, the next official is in Master Hou's heart, except for occasionally teasing you and making you happy on the bed. Other than that, I'm afraid it's... nothing."

Such a frivolous action of slapping the face is really not suitable for Chen Jingming.

Hao Chun raised his eyebrows suddenly and sneered. "It seems that it's just each other, Chen Jingming, since you can't trust me, and I can't trust you, my young master, then this game of cat and mouse... why don't we just stop here?"

Chen Jingming withdrew his hands and hid them under his sleeves, his long eyebrows moved slightly, his bottomless lacquer eyes drooped, and his long black hair swayed slightly in the night wind.

He seemed to have heard Hao Chun's words, but he couldn't understand them.

Chen Jingming's old cloth robe was soon soaked with blood.The sleeves of the originally clean gray cloth robe became dull, as dark as the night that was falling.Blood seeped down the bottom of the sleeve, drop by drop, flowing slowly and heavily.

Hao Chun panted heavily, and clenched Wujin Tun's mouth tightly, as if holding his old Hao's red-tasseled gun.

The red-tasseled gun was left in the Western Regions, and it was given to the secret room on the edge of the desert, so they could exchange enough medicine to support him to go to Chang'an City-the medicine was indeed formulated by Jiang Jiulang, and it can relieve many poisons in the world. It is also effective for Hao Chun's old scars and arrow wounds.But it's a pity that the medicine that Jiang Jiulang left on the edge of the desert can only alleviate, but not cure Hao Chun's poison.

The things of Jiang Jiulang, the poison master in southern Xinjiang, are always expensive.And not good.

Jiang Jiulang's informant asked them to go to Chang'an as soon as possible, saying that Jiang Jiulang might still be a guest in the Chang'an Palace.So Chen Jingming, who originally said that he would not go to Chang'an after death, changed his mind, and pushed Hao Chun, who was determined to go to Chang'an to confess his death, across the Qinling Mountains, across the Yellow River, and went all the way to Chang'an City.

Right now, it is only half a month away from Chang'an City.

Chen Jingming lowered his eyes and laughed out loud. "That's right, in Lord Hou's opinion, in order to show loyalty to the emperor, you can even give up your life. The red tasseled spear left by your old Hao's family can also be given up! Sometimes I really don't understand you, Lord Hou... "

Chen Jingming bent down and approached Hao Chun's face, exhaling like frost. "Ah Chun, do you want to live or die? Have you... ever thought about me?"

Hao Chun laughed out of breath. "Chen Jingming, young master, how can I understand you? You and I have known each other for seven years, right? But in these seven years, we have been together less and separated more. Leaving aside those quarrels when we were young, we will be granted a post-marriage relationship!"

Hao Chun broke up with him one by one. "In the 15th year of Yong'an, the two of us were given a marriage. I was not good at that time. After getting drunk, I messed around and asked for someone to accompany me. You came here and moved to my Pinglehou mansion from then on. In the 16th year of Yong'an, my master fought in the Western Regions." , you came to supervise the grain, but in the end, the master was screwed by you bastard bastard."

Hao Chun paused, and suddenly heard Chen Jingming's chuckle clearly in his ears.

"Oh!" Hao Chun raised his eyebrows and sneered, playing with the bloody dagger with his right hand, he paused for five or six breaths before continuing: "In the 17th year of Yong'an, that is, in the spring of April this year, my master was surrounded by people, You also arrived at Hangu Pass somehow."

Chen Jingming couldn't help interrupting him. "It's not inexplicable. Lord Hou, I came to Hangu Pass for you."

A loud sneer came out of Hao Chun's nostrils. "Okay, let's treat it as if you were doing it for the young master. By the way, Chen Jingming, how did you come here that day, how did you pinpoint the time so accurately, and still drive the ox cart?"

This was the first time Hao Chun asked him after those few days of life and death.

Chen Jingming's thin lips curled slightly, with a slight smile. "Yes, it's an ox cart. Because there are two food supervisors sent by the imperial court, I am impatient to go with the food and luggage, so I came to find you first, but I saw white flags everywhere outside Hangu Pass... That guy Lu Ji actually down."

Chen Jingming paused for a while, laughed at himself, and couldn't help nodding his head slightly. "Yes, it was at that moment that I suddenly felt very lucky that I was a grain supervisor, so I only had more than a hundred ox carts to drive. Hou Ye, I lost face because of you and drove the ox carts directly. Iriya. Kogoro of the Wang family who was appointed as the food supervisor at the same time, but...he dislikes this matter very much."

Hao Chun had to frown and think for a long time before he remembered the Wang family Xiaowulang mentioned by Chen Jingming. "By the way, when you came, those officials from Chang'an City...what happened to them?"

"Although Xiao Wulang of the Wang family is rude, he never took refuge in Qin Dian, the king of Anyang." Chen Jingming answered him patiently, against the light, with a strange forbearance. "He wanted to save you, and he also wanted to save this Yingtian Dynasty, so on the eighth day of the fourth lunar month...he let me go first, chained hundreds of bison, and rushed to the outside of Hangu Pass to rescue you Lord Marquis, not everyone wants you to die, and not everyone is... wicked."

Chen Jingming took the word "villain" very seriously.

So Hao Chun was very happy.

Hao Chun decided to exchange one thing for another, and also told Chen Jingming the truth. "Chen Da Yushi, I have the blood of the royal family running through my body, but I don't want to fight for the dragon chair in Chang'an."

Hao Chun paused, and then said: "It is said that people's life, death, misfortune, and fortune all have destiny. Unfortunately, I don't believe in destiny! What I want, I decide to earn it myself! You have to earn that destiny with me What? Just bet on the last one. Huh, you and I will go to the southern border to crack the soil and seal the king together; Use this tablet to blackmail Cheng Da Sikong. Do you understand?"

Chen Jingming stared at him for a long time, his lacquered eyes flickering especially in the dark night.After a long time, maybe even longer, he finally said slowly: "...Okay, let's just bet on this game?"

"So what if you just gamble?"

Hao Chun laughed wantonly, as if this half-disabled body was not his own.In the dark night, he laughed until his brows raised. "Chen Yushi, you and I are no longer ignorant teenagers. You can withdraw at any time, and even leave me on this gravel beach. I don't blame you. But... if you really If you are willing to accompany me to Chang'an, I will respect you, and from now on, I will bear you as my husband, and it will be fine."

The last sentence obviously inspired Chen Jingming.

Chen Jingming clenched his hand that was still bleeding from the bottom of his robe, and accidentally heard the word "forbearance" in Hao Chun's mouth as "recognition".Ping Lehou, who is so arrogant and willful, will recognize him as a husband?Chen Jingming stared at Hao Chun with a good eye, and asked him in a clear tone: "Is this true?"

"really."

"No more changes?"

"Well, no change."

"That Xu Changping and Bai Sheng?" Chen Jingming hesitated for a moment, then asked in a shy voice, "Master Hou, do you really believe them?"

"Of course," Hao Chun raised his eyebrows, and smiled in the dark night by the gravel beach of the Yellow River. "……Do not believe."

"Then, about the southern border?"

"One yard is worth one yard. They are willing to go to southern Xinjiang to buy people's hearts for my young master, so why not do it for my young master? Tell me, is this the reason, Yushi Chen?"

Chen Jingming couldn't refute it.

Such a rascal Hao Chun seems to be the wanton Ping Lehou of that young man.

He deserves such wantonness, he... should have lived wantonness in the first place!

So Chen Jingming curled his lips and smiled slowly.The laughter fell on this boundless dark night, like the ignorance and madness that two unparalleled teenagers should have.

"Okay!" Chen Jingming answered him with a long smile. "I will destroy this monument!"

**

After a while, it came to the fourteenth of July, the Ghost Festival.There are white flags calling for souls everywhere, and there are more and more village smoke along the way, and there are also some companions.

On the Yangguan Ancient Road, Chen Jingming and Hao Chun happened to meet a group of Hu merchants from the Western Regions selling camels. The Hu merchants told them that it was not a good place to do business because of civil turmoil in Yingtian, so he planned to go back to the Western Regions this time. Go down this road again.

Hao Chun leaned half of his body on the boundary marker, and grinned lazily when he heard the words. "An internal turmoil in Yingtian? Where did you start talking about this?"

The Hu businessman held the water bag in his hands to feed the camels, looked up at him, and said in surprise: "You don't know? Anyang King rebelled, and even the Lord Lu who guarded the Western Regions is rebelling. Yingtian is now in chaos. A pot of porridge. Last summer, the rice in the Jiangnan Road was not harvested, and this spring caught up with the smoke and fire. It is said that there are no generals in the Ying □□, and maybe even the emperor will have to personally conscript him!"

Anyang King Qin Dian rebelled?

Hao Chun and Chen Jingming looked at each other.Hao Chun bared his teeth and smiled, lazily said: "It's not unusual for King Anyang to rebel! He originally wanted to win the crown prince of the East Palace, but now he can't be crown prince, so he must rebel."

"Hey, that's the reason." Hu Shang had already drunk the camel while speaking, untied the bag from the camel's back, took out a naan biscuit and chewed dryly, sighed inarticulately. "Anyway, the city of Chang'an is very chaotic right now. I can't tell you exactly what kind of chaos it is. However, if you really want to go to Chang'an, you have to beware of this road..."

Hu Shang glanced at Hao Chun, especially his eyes paused for a moment on the wooden chair he was sitting on. "Your legs and feet are inconvenient, it's better not to go to Chang'an."

Chen Jingming squeezed the hand that pushed the wooden chair for a moment, raised his face and stared at the Hu merchant, his handsome face seemed to be covered with frost. "It's just that he's sick, not that his legs and feet are inconvenient!"

The Hu businessman made him jump, and hurriedly slapped a haha ​​with an embarrassed smile on his face. "Yes, that's all I said."

"You shouldn't have said that!" Chen Jingming stared at the Hu merchant, his lacquered eyes were full of viciousness. "Since you made a mistake, you should apologize to him."

...Hey, what's the matter!

Hao Chun patted the back of Chen Jingming's hand helplessly. Out of the corner of his eyes, he saw that the veins on the back of this guy's hand were bulging, and he was even more speechless.

"Ahem," Hao Chun pretended to cough twice. "Master, I'm hungry."

As expected, Chen Jingming distracted him with this yelling, lowered his head, and his voice suddenly became soft. "There's still half a naan left, and I'll bring it to you."

They ate naan all the way.

Hao Chun was full of displeasure, but if this guy Chen Jingming really had an outburst, Hu Shang might be in bad luck.He heaved a long sigh helplessly, and the breath was dragged on for a very long time, and there was still a small tremor at the end. "Oh, my lord, I eat naan cakes every day, and I'm about to turn into naan cakes."

The Hu businessman couldn't help laughing twice. "I still have some jerky here, don't you?"

From the bottom of Hao Chun's pair of Danfeng eyes, there is a look of longing, which is shining brightly.

Chen Jingming had no choice but to bow to that Hu businessman. "How do you sell this jerky? What is the price?"

The Hu merchant looked them up and down, especially paused for a few more glances at Hao Chun, and finally waved his hands with pain in his face. "Forget it, forget it, they are all passers-by, so I will give it to you to eat!"

Hao Chun and Chen Jingming looked at each other, both were overjoyed, and they chased after the Hu businessman and asked, "Really?"

"Well, really."

The Hu businessman thought he was unlucky, found the stored dried meat from the camel team, and threw it to them together with the bag. "Don't go to Chang'an again when you're full! If you risk your life there, even these dried meats won't be worth it."

Hao Chun lowered his head and opened the bag, gritted his teeth and tore apart a piece of meat, his tongue rolled slightly, and he laughed inarticulately. "Old Changji?"

"Well, Lao Changji Beef Jerky from Chang'an West Market."

Chen Jingming's face moved, and he leaned over to Hao Chun's ear and chuckled. "Ah Chun, do you still remember Lao Chang Ji?"

Hao Chun laughed so much that he sprayed beef scum all over his mouth. "Haha, how can I forget it! Isn't it the one in Chang'an West City? I used to go there often!"

"Then, do you still remember..." Chen Jingming raised his hand again, half of the gauze was still wrapped in the palm.

The deep gash in Chen Jingming's palm was made by him. When Hao Chun saw it, he felt guilty, coughed twice, and said with an embarrassed smile: "Huh? What's the matter? Tell me, I will remember you when you said Young Master." Is it?"

Heh, it's still as cool as ever.

And the more flustered this guy is, the more he babbles a long string of words.

Chen Jingming curled his lips and gave a low laugh, leaned close to his ear, and asked him with ear to ear. "Ten years in Yong'an, Lao Changji in the west city of Chang'an...do you remember now?"

"...Probably, ahem, maybe I don't remember." Hao Chun's lips curled up stiffly, and he was in a bad mood.

Chen Jingming's laughter lowered. "That's where you kissed me for the first time."

"Cough cough cough cough cough... ah cough cough," this time it was Hu Shang who was panting.He was almost choked to death by the two young people's little love words, and immediately grabbed the camel and was about to run away. "Then, you two, continue, continue, haha!"

Hu Shang's movement was too loud, Hao Chun couldn't help but look up, but Chen Jingming pressed his head and kissed him deeply.

The sound of squatting gradually rose.

As soon as the kiss was over, Hao Chun's eyes blurred slightly, he stared blankly at Chen Jingming, and suddenly retorted: "No! Wasn't it the first time we kissed in that barnyard? The one where you were drawing pictures." Home, I remember the orchid at that home was still shaking the cup with bare arms."

...It's really a debt owed.

Chen Jingming's eyes were gloomy, his long hair drooped, and he said "Oh?" in a low voice.After a pause, he said again: "So you only remember the Orchid from that family."

"...No, it's not!" Hao Chun's heart rang loudly, and the picture became darker and darker in a hurry. "That's nothing, you just said something wrong, Guan Laochang didn't remember anything!"

"Oh?" Chen Jingming leaned over again, lips to lips, and asked him with gloomy eyes. "It's really nothing to do with Lao Changji?"

"No, don't turn it off?"

What Hao Chun said later, even he himself couldn't hear clearly, all the words were swallowed by Chen Jingming.

Every sentence of wailing, together with Hao Chun, was torn down by Chen Jingming on the boundary stone with hatred.

**

The closer they got to Chang'an, the more news they got.All kinds of news are like eagles with wings, spreading like weeds growing under the scorching sun in midsummer.At the end of July, Hao Chun finally heard the news of Pei Yuan's death.

"Pei Yuan is dead?"

Hao Chun couldn't believe it, but he seemed to feel that it should be so. When he left Chang'an, Pei Yuan was already seriously ill, and his hysteria went from good to bad. Now that he died, he shouldn't be surprised.

But Hao Chun still opened his mouth wide in bewilderment, his full lips fluttered and closed, and he didn't believe what he said. "Is he only sixteen this year, or seventeen? How can someone who has not yet reached the crown die as soon as he dies?"

When they heard the news, they had already arrived in Wannian County, and Chang'an was more than 50 miles away.

Chen Jingming stood in the courtyard frowning with a reed chicken in his hand. "I heard that... I heard that Ah Chun, you died in battle at Hangu Pass. This person was so frightened that he vomited blood and died."

"Impossible?" Hao Chun opened his mouth even wider, fearing that Chen Jingming would be jealous, he shrank back in the wooden chair. "Chen Jingming, let's talk it over first! His matter is really none of my business, it's just that, you... Take it easy at night."

The last few words were faint as a whimper.

Chen Jingming raised his eyelids and choked, his bottomless lacquered eyes looked unpredictable.I don't know how long I stared at Hao Chun, until I saw Hao Chun's back arched more and more rickety, curled up in the wooden chair like a dead bone, I couldn't help but close my eyes.He walked up to Hao Chun with the chicken, hugged him slowly, and said in a hoarse voice, "I won't eat you tonight, but chicken, okay?"

Hao Chun tried hard to raise the corners of his mouth, trying to smile, but the smile didn't work.The divine light faded from the originally bright Danfeng's eyes, her lips moved in a trance, and suddenly said: "The Pei family raised me."

"That's an order from the emperor, that's why they adopted you."

"Master, I have neither parents nor brothers. When I was at Pei's house, that boy Pei Yuan called me brother." Hao Chun continued talking to himself, raised his hand, and gestured on his knee with difficulty. "At that time...he was soft and waxy, just like a snow doll, only this tall."

He used words like "Snow Baby" to describe Pei Yuan, and specifically said "Ruannuo". After he finished speaking, he regretted it, put down his hand, and laughed awkwardly. "Grandpa didn't mean that..."

The words rolled out of Chen Jingming's throat were very soft, only one word. "Um."

Hao Chun then shut up.It is said that the poison he had suffered had been cured, but he had ups and downs along the way. The closer he got to Chang'an, the less energetic he was, and he became very thin.He himself doubted that during the few days by the Yellow River, he might not have returned to the past. His lung meridian was also injured, and now the arrow wounds, knife wounds, and marks from spear hooks have all healed.He couldn't bear to take off his clothes at night, not to mention his two legs were crippled, so he didn't know how Chen Jingming could talk about it!

Will Chen Jingming treat him well?He doesn't know either.

"A Chun?"

Hao Chun came back to his senses and saw Chen Jingming dangling the chicken in front of his eyes. "I'm going to cook chicken."

"……it is good."

The chicken was probably dead, otherwise why wouldn't it be crowing?Hao Chun squinted his eyes and stared at Chen Jingming carrying the reed chicken to the back kitchen without thinking about anything.In the past few days, Chen Jingming's voice also seemed hoarse, and what he said... he often couldn't hear clearly.

He is afraid he is deaf.

Hao Chun laughed at himself. Seeing that Chen Jingming had already walked to the back kitchen, he indifferently pulled out the Wujin Swallowing Dagger that had been hidden by him from under his buttocks.

Click, the long grass-like hair was cut off from the shoulders.

He quenched the poison on the arrow outside Hangu Pass, after the poison was gone, he kept losing his hair, and now he can't move well, every time he has to ask Chen Jingming to wash his hair, so today he just hides it from Chen Jingming All hair was shaved.

A dagger is always not as fast as a gun.

Hao Chun misses his old Hao's red-tasseled gun.

"...Ah Chun, what are you doing!"

Hao Chun turned his head slowly, and saw Chen Jingming running towards him with a terrified expression, blood seemed to be still dripping between his fingers.This usually hypocritical guy now always likes to cry to him. Several times at night, while doing work, Chen Jingming suddenly cried silently, and the tears fell on his body, burning him in pain.

This guy...looks like he's about to cry again.

"Not much," Hao Chun smiled with the corners of his lips curled up, his teeth still sharp, and he held the dagger that Wu Jin swallowed in his hand. "It's hot, sir, my head is itchy, so it's not good to let you wash my hair all the time."

Chen Jingming threw himself in front of him with a pale face, waved the dagger violently to the ground, and said sharply: "You are crazy!"

Hao Chun raised his face and looked at him indifferently, his eyes seemed to be dead. "How dare you call me crazy!"

But before Chen Jingming could answer him, he laughed foolishly by himself again. "Hey, it's just an itchy head. Don't be annoyed. The matter of my shaving my head has nothing to do with Pei Yuan."

Chen Jingming's trembling lips were moving, his face was snow-white, and he knelt down in front of him with a puff. "...Your Majesty!"

"Your Majesty is no longer the Marquis of Ten Thousand Households, and never has been. Your Majesty has never rewarded me with fiefdom, so I got a piece of land myself." Hao Chun laughed at himself, with withered and yellow hair scattered all over his body, he turned his face away, condensed Thinking about the sun for a moment. "Chen Jingming, I don't have the life to meet His Majesty."

Chen Jingming squeezed Hao Chun's hand, and then squeezed his shoulder and shook him desperately.

Chen Jingming dangled in front of Hao Chun's eyes, sometimes clearly, sometimes vaguely like a dream.Maybe the sky was getting dark, Hao Chun saw the night in a haze, or maybe it wasn't night, but he also suddenly went blind. "The poison in the master is Liu Yuexue, right?"

Hao Chun tilted his ears with difficulty, but he couldn't hear Chen Jingming's voice, so he laughed again.

"I know that thing, Che Shiguo's strange poison, June Snow. It is said that people who are poisoned will die of poison in the midsummer of June, regardless of whether they are cured or not." Hao Chun smiled again, and he couldn't hear himself clearly. He lost his voice, but he was still able to speak.

It's good if you can talk, if there is anything you haven't explained, let's explain it together.

"Chen Jingming, look at me, I can handle it quite well. I didn't die until the end of July." Hao Chun sneered and said, "After the death of the master, remember to find a way to send a book to Che Shiguo for the master. Help the old man, just say, they can't do this poison."

Hao Chun talked and sneered on his own, and babbled a lot in the "night" in front of him.He told Chen Jingming that it often rained in the courtyard of his old Hao's house, and he also talked about the two large tanks where he hid the cats and cats, and how he stole Mu Niang's goose-yellow new shirt while lying on the diamond window, because The new shirt was stained with ink by him, and he could always remember that shirt.

Finally, he saw the snow falling in front of him.

The moment has finally come.

Hao Chun opened his mouth and continued talking, he finally talked about the dream in the midsummer of Yong'an ten years ago.

【Chen Jingming, I dreamed about you, my lord, before I met you.That day... the sun was fine. 】