The growth strategy of the emperor who wears books

作者有话要说：前面一段的内容，可能有的同学之前看了，但是我大改了一下感谢在2020-11-2523:24:26~2020-11-2722:07:46期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 3 sleepless;

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 50 bottles of Jingjing, Wuyin; 40 bottles of Mohan; thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

Wen Jue took one last look at the young man in front of him, and then slowly closed his eyes.

Now that the mission has failed, he may be sent back to the beginning of the story by the system.

But for this task, he will never do it again, even if his soul is really wandering and he will never be restless.

After a long silence, there was the sound of a sharp weapon piercing flesh.

Wen Jue felt warm liquid splashed on his face, but strangely, his body didn't feel the expected pain.

After a brief moment of daze, Wen Jue suddenly opened his eyes.

Then, he saw that the dagger that should have been inserted into his body was firmly inserted into the boy's chest; he saw his surprised and terrified face reflected in the boy's black pupils.

The time was short, but it seemed as long as a century, Yin Wujiu swayed and fell to one side unbearably.

Wen Jue grabbed him instinctively and pulled him into his arms.

In his panic, he even forgot the acupuncture techniques he had learned in this world, and he clumsily used his hands to cover Yin Wujiu's bleeding wound.

"What are you doing, what are you doing?" He thought he knew the world well, but now he became completely confused.

Yin Wujiu didn't seem to hear Wen Jue's questioning voice, he looked at an unknown place: "Grandpa, I promised you that I would avenge you... But now, I have broken my promise, even though he has always lied to you Me, but...but I can't do it, grandpa, is Ergou very useless? Don't be angry, Ergou will come to see you soon, and then you can punish me however you want..."

He spoke intermittently, and suddenly, that thin body convulsed uncontrollably, and a lot of thick blood vomited out of his mouth.

Wen Jue was in a mess. In his two lifetimes, he had never been so flustered.

He raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of Yin Wujiu's mouth indiscriminately, but the boy's mouth was red all over.

When Yin Wujiu's eyes regained clarity, he saw the panic and panic in Wen Jue's eyes.

For some reason, at that moment, the resentment and hatred in his heart were suddenly relieved.

"Master... If there is an afterlife, there is no need to hope. I hope we will not be enemies, and we will not be... masters and apprentices anymore!"

When Yin Wujiu said these words, a faint smile gradually appeared on his pale face.

In this smile, there was a bit of reluctance and longing in a trance, like a flash of lightning, it rushed to the tip of Wen Jue's heart in an instant, and then spread along his blood, spreading to all limbs and bones.

He would rather die than hurt him; even if he hated him so much in his heart, he still couldn't let him go?

In his previous life, his mother died early, his father treated him estranged, his stepmother, younger siblings, and his estranged feelings. In more than 30 years of life, Wen Jue has never tasted the warmth of family affection; nor has a single person he loves; he has a lonely heart When wandering alone in the world, how many times have you envied those who are accompanied by others?

But now, someone held a fiery heart and carefully presented it to him, but he didn't take it seriously and remained indifferent. He knocked that heart to the ground... crushed it into mud!

He's just a jerk.

He is like this, how can He De be able to make him miss this?

How can he be worthy of his pure and selfless friendship?

Seeing the light in Yin Wujiu's eyes getting weaker and weaker, Wen Jue's mind began to recall the details of getting along with him in the past eight years; the boy's growth and transformation step by step; his face when he was happy, angry and sad; On a warm morning, the boy stood in the courtyard outside the eaves, firmly saying that he likes himself and wants to be by his side all the time...

He always remembers Yin Wujiu at that moment, joyful and joyful, anticipating and yearning, looking at his eyes as beautiful as pure stars in the sky, and hotter than the radiant sun.

Wen Jue said at the time that the other party just misunderstood his feelings for him, and he refused decisively, but no one knew that at that moment, his heart that rarely fluctuated, because his heart and eyes were all his own. People, and the uncontrollable warmth and throbbing.

That throbbing, just like now.

Only this time, it was accompanied by a boundless fear of impending loss.

"Wu Jiu, hold on, can you hold on?" Wen Jue put Yin Wu Jiu on the ground, stopped the bleeding for him, and kept talking to him, "As long as you survive, you can do whatever you want." ... If you don't want to be a master and apprentice with me, we won't be a master and apprentice. I will promise you whatever you want, and I will give you whatever you want... No blame, survive, okay? Don't die! "

I've never been so afraid of anything, and I've never wanted to grab someone like this.

At the end, Wen Jue was almost begging bitterly.

Whether as Wen Jue or as Wen Chongzhou, Yin Wujiu has never seen such an expression in the other party's eyes.

At this moment, Yin Wujiu suddenly understood that what he cared about was never how many times the other party lied to him, but how sincere he was to him.

Now, knowing that this relationship that he has cherished as a treasure these years is not like a dream, it is completely illusory, Yin Wujiu is already very satisfied in his heart.

He raised his hand with difficulty, wanting to touch Wen Jue's face, but before he touched it, he fell down suddenly because of exhaustion.

"No blame——" Wen Jue's brain fell into a boundless blank in his eyes for a moment.

I have imagined countless times before, what will happen when I leave this world, and also wondered whether the young man in front of me will be reluctant and sad after I leave?But he never thought that the other party would be the one who left first.

It turns out that losing the person I put in my heart is such a feeling.

Wen Jue tremblingly grabbed Yin Wujiu's hand that had fallen on the bluestone floor, and gently placed his face on his palm, feeling the warmth from the other's palm gradually dissipating, his heart seemed to be crushed with an awl. Gouging again and again.

Wen Jue originally thought Yin Wujiu was stupid, and didn't understand why he would rather die than kill him.

But now, he seems to understand.

Facing the loss of a loved one is a thousand times more terrifying and painful than facing your own death.

Thinking of this, Wen Jue suddenly felt a little lucky again. Fortunately, he was not the one who left first. If not, with his temperament, he might be so sad!

He used to cry the most, but now he doesn't shed tears very much, but maybe he will secretly hide and cry...

Yin Wujiu opened his eyes, staring blankly at the plain curtain above his head, motionless, he had already maintained this state for a cup of tea, his whole body seemed to be in a state of magic.

He felt as if he had had a very long and terrifying dream. In the dream, his frightened soul was trembling, and he seemed to have lost even the courage to live.

But now he can't remember the content of that dream anyway.

"Wu Jiu, you're awake!" An exclamation of joy interrupted Yin Wu Jiu's headless thoughts.

He turned his head and looked over in a sluggish movement, and saw He Yiyang striding in from the door.

Yin Wujiu was in a daze for a moment, and asked, "How did I get back?"

He remembered that he entered the General's Mansion instead of Princess Yongchun, and then saw the Seventh Prince and Wen Chongzhou in a secluded courtyard. He entered that room and stabbed Wen Chongzhou with a dagger, but failed to kill him , and then they fought ... But then, what happened then?

Things have developed to such a point, how could he still stay in their home well now?

"You still said that if Master hadn't arrived in time and rescued you, you would really have died this time."

"Master saved me?"

"Yeah, you were seriously injured when Master brought you back, good fellow, the dagger was almost stabbed in the heart, and even the doctor said it was hopeless, but fortunately Master persisted, so he picked it up." Get your life back."

Yin Wujiu heard the words, and slowly lowered his head to look at the position in front of his chest.

The weather is hot now, and he only covered himself with a thin blanket. After he opened it, he didn't wear a shirt inside, so he saw the white bandage wrapped around his body at a glance.

With a slight movement, the wound can be involved, causing a burst of severe pain.

Obviously, his injury was definitely not serious, but why, I still have no impression.

Yin Wujiu tried hard to think back, trying to remember something, but his head started to ache violently.

The pain was so great that he couldn't help but put his hands on his head.

Seeing his painful appearance, He Yiyang said nervously: "What's wrong with you, is it a headache?"

Yin Wujiu finally gave up thinking, and when his headache got better, he looked up at He Yiyang and said, "I'm fine, Master, where is he now?"

He Yiyang said: "I'm decocting medicine for you in the kitchen. I'll call him over and show you how your body is doing. Master will be very happy to know that you are awake?"

Yin Wujiu knew that Wen Jue was fine, his tense heart relaxed a little, and he remembered something, but before he could ask again, He Yiyang had already run out in a hurry.

They said that the house was not too big, and there was no need for a cup of tea from the kitchen to the main room, but He Yiyang didn't come back for a long time.

Yin Wujiu waited a little anxiously, and couldn't help but want to find out.

He was propping up the bed and getting up slowly, when he heard footsteps outside.

He could easily tell that one of the footsteps was He Yiyang, and the other was slow and heavy, but it made him a little strange for a while.

At this time, when the assassination failed and his identity was exposed, any uncertain things would make him feel nervous and uneasy.

Yin Wujiu stared at the direction of the door, quietly waiting for someone to approach, but when someone appeared at the door, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"You haven't healed yet, why are you up!" He Yiyang walked quickly to the bedside with the soup in his hand, put down the things in his hand, and was about to help Yin Wujiu lie down, "Lie down quickly, the wound healed easily It’s a little bit bigger, and I’m going to tear it apart again, but you’re going to suffer again..."

He Yiyang read a lot of fragments, but Yin Wujiu didn't listen to a word.

——From the moment Wen Jue stepped in, all his attention fell on the other party.

The man was still dressed as usual, his body and face were all hidden in the snow-white and wide cloak, and he looked spotless and mysterious.

It's just that at this moment, his footsteps are not as calm and relaxed as usual, every step is very slow, how should I put it?Probably like a rusty old machine, when it turns, it feels a little strenuous.

Seeing him looking at him all the time, Wen Jue couldn't help sweating, and when he was about to walk to the bed, he stopped in his tracks.

He originally thought that the system made a mistake and did not erase Yin Wujiu's memory when he learned the truth as agreed, but he didn't want the other party to care about it, so it turned out that it was only his body.

"Is Master injured?" Yin Wujiu asked softly.

Meeting the worried eyes of the young man, Wen Jue's taut heart slightly relaxed, and at the same time, a trace of unspeakable bitterness rose.

He walked to the bed with heavy steps, pretending to be relaxed and said: "I'm fine as a teacher."

Yin Wujiu obviously didn't believe it, his delicate brows furrowed even deeper.

Wen Jue looked at the wrinkles between his brows, and suddenly wanted to reach out to smooth them out for him, and with that in mind, he really did.

When the fingertips landed on the boy's forehead, both of them froze.

Yin Wujiu's pupils shrank slightly, and then his nose was sore - he suddenly wanted to cry, since he confessed to his master that time, the master has never been so close to him again, he thought that there would be no more love between them. There is no going back to the intimacy of the past!

Wen Jue suddenly felt a little embarrassed by his behavior. His hand paused between the boy's eyebrows, and he slowly retracted it. He then picked up the medicine bowl beside the bed, brought it to his mouth, tasted it, and then moved towards Yin Wujiu handed it over: "Drink the medicine first, the temperature is just right."

Seeing the boy blink his eyes and seeing him fall into a new round of sluggishness, Wen Jue was a little confused.

After a pause, he deliberately said in a lively manner: "Why, can't Master feed you?"

Yin Wujiu was stunned for a moment, his gaze unconsciously shifted to the thick black soup that Wen Jue had tasted, and suddenly, his face turned red.

Realizing what was going on in his mind, he lowered his head helplessly, and had the thought of digging a hole in the ground to hide from it.

He Yiyang was still making a fuss and said, "Wugui, why is your face so red? Could it be that you have a fever?"

Wen Jue now has an insight into Yin Wujiu's mind, so he naturally knows the reason for his behavior, and he can't help feeling very fond of him.

Such a grown-up person, why is he so easily shy, almost... like a soft little rabbit.

Wen Jue picked up the spoon with one hand, scooped up a spoonful of soup medicine and handed it to Yin Wujiu's mouth.

Yin Wujiu thought he was just joking, but he didn't think he was serious, he wanted to open his mouth but dare not, wanted to refuse but was reluctant, stuck there for a while and didn't know what to do.

"If you continue in this daze, Master's hand will be broken." Wen Jue's words sounded like a joke, but no one knew that what he said was actually true.

In order to erase the memory of Yin Wujiu in the General's Mansion, he used up the high amount of villain points he had accumulated for many years. The reduction of points caused a series of chain reactions. Now, the simplest movements for ordinary people, such as walking and eating, are extraordinarily strenuous to sit up.

Yin Wujiu naturally didn't know about this, but when he heard Wen Jue's words, he immediately paid attention to it, and without thinking about it, he drank the spoonful of soup.

Because he drank it too quickly, the medicine juice stained his chin, Wen Jue saw it, and wiped it off for him.

Yin Wujiu's mind became hotter for a moment, and he felt that he was dreaming again, but this time the dream was so beautiful, so beautiful that he wished he could sleep in it forever and ever.

When Yin Wujiu came back to his senses, Wen Jue fed the whole bowl of medicine into his stomach, but he didn't even taste the bitterness.

Wen Jue saw that his face was flushed red and beads of sweat were dripping from his forehead, and asked, "Is it too hot?"

Yin Wujiu shook his head.

Wen Jue asked again: "The medicine is too bitter?"

Yin Wujiu shook his head again.

Wen Jue looked at his dumbfounded appearance, and couldn't help being amused: "Open your mouth."

Yin Wujiu didn't even think about the intention of the other party's words, he really opened his mouth obediently.

Then, a piece of sweet pastry was sent into his mouth.

Wen Jue's movements were still mechanically slow, so that when Yin Wujiu subconsciously closed his mouth to chew, his hand hadn't been completely retracted, and then the young man grabbed his fingertips.

The warm tip of his tongue inadvertently brushed across his fingers, bringing a tingling sensation like an electric shock.

A strange feeling like never before.

Wen Jue was a little agitated, let alone the young man who was just in love.

Yin Wujiu, who came back to his senses, retreated to the corner of the bed in shock, his back bumped against the wall inside the bed, the wound on his chest was aching from the shock, and the heartbeat disorder caused blood circulation to speed up, wrapping himself around his body The bandage quickly fainted bright red.