The growth strategy of the emperor who wears books

In his impression of Wen Chongzhou, he was indifferent, indifferent and gloomy, with a heart as if made of iron. Yin Hongyu always thought that there would be no one or anything in this world that could shake him. It turned out that he would also panic, be afraid, feel sad and painful, and lose control of his emotions and become hysterical because of one person!

Even if that person almost stabbed a sharp knife into his chest in the last second, his tenderness is only willing to be shown for him.

Seeing him sitting there with a sullen face, Wen Jue didn't continue to answer his words. He poured a glass of water for the other party and said, "Excuse me."

Yin Hongyu looked up at him and asked, "What are you doing?"

Wen Jue said, "I'll change my clothes." His coat and belt are all broken, so he can't just cover it with his hands all the time.

Yin Hongyu saw that when he turned around to go behind the screen, he was still holding the box of ointment that Yin Wujiu had just given him in his hand, the look in his eyes became more and more gloomy.

He sat at the table for a while, seeing that Wen Jue hadn't come out yet, he got up and walked behind the screen.

But I saw the man changed into a plain cotton robe, the front was not closed, and he was digging a small ball of ointment with his right index finger, and wiped it on his waist and abdomen.

"Such a small injury, this king thought you would not take it seriously."

Wen Jue paused for a moment with his fingertips, obviously a little surprised by his sudden appearance, but he didn't raise his head, and waited until the ointment was spread evenly, before responding lightly: "It's really not worth mentioning."

Yin Hongyu snorted coldly: "You should listen to him!"

Wen Jue knew that Yin Hongyu had no intention of provoking him, so he didn't speak too bluntly, but even so, Yin Hongyu understood.

——Wen Jue meant that he didn't care about the injury, but Yin Wujiu did, so he did.

Wen Jue didn't take his words.

Yin Hongyu looked up and returned to the half-hidden scar on the man's chest. This scar was stabbed by Yin Wujiu on the day of Wen Jue's wedding.

"It's funny to be so nervous about a scratch that doesn't hurt, but then stab a knife in your heart with your own hands, don't you think?"

Wen Jue took a length of gauze to wrap the area where the medicine had just been applied, then gathered up the clothes layer by layer, and tied them with a belt.

"He just doesn't know." He raised his head, his deep eyes were indifferent and calm, and when he looked closely, he found that there was a bit of unconscious tenderness in Kuanhe. Although he was looking at Yin Hongyu, Yin Hongyu knew clearly in his heart that Gentleness is not for him!

"Yeah, he really doesn't know. If he knew, wouldn't he be crazy?" Yin Hongyu couldn't hide his sarcasm, "The person who raised him with his own hands is actually his 'enemy', no one can accept this fact Woolen cloth?"

When he said this, his words were not violent, but every sentence was full of lethality, as if a knife had been pierced into Wen Jue's heart, and at the same time, it was pierced into his own heart.

Yin Hongyu stared at Wen Jue's perfect face with no dead ends, obsession and pain intertwined in his eyes, he walked towards Wen Jue slowly, then raised his hand, wanting to touch that face.

But when he was about to touch it, Wen Jue raised his hand and grabbed it.

Yin Hongyu struggled twice, failed to move away, and then exerted all his strength.

The originally gentle movements became violent.

Based on Yin Hongyu's knowledge of Wen Chongzhou's skills, he was no match for the opponent at all. Because of this, he almost exhausted his strength when struggling, but what he didn't expect was that he broke free in one fell swoop.

He looked at his free hand and was stunned for a moment, then pressed Wen Jue's shoulder with one hand, and covered Wen Jue's cheek with the other hand.

There was a warm, soft touch in the palm of my hand.

It felt so real, yet so unreal.

After touching it, Wen Jue is not a woman, so he can only let him go.

His face is really good, without even the slightest blemish!

Yin Hongyu's heart jumped with joy because of this knowledge, but on the other hand he felt unbelievable. He moved his fingertips, then bent slightly, and squeezed Wen Jue's face hard. When he let go, the man's A red mark appeared on the face.

A man with tough features and an expressionless face, with such a white and flawless face, is already attractive enough, but at this moment, there is a red fingerprint on this handsome and unsmiling face , This two-level contrast gives people a feeling that cannot be described in words.

Yin Hongyu stared at him blankly for a while, then said softly: "Your face has never been hurt... We were all deceived by you!"

Compared to being completely cured of severe burns, Yin Hongyu's idea is indeed more convincing, so Wen Jue didn't correct his thinking.

——Since he thinks so, let him think so.

"I've known you for so many years, but I've never understood you." The young man's tone was full of powerlessness and bitterness, "Wen Chongzhou, what are you doing all this for?" He always remembered that night ten years ago, the emperor Brother sent someone to kill his ninth brother who had lived among the people since he was a child, but Wen Chongzhou stopped him.

The child mistakenly thought that Wen Chongzhou killed his grandfather, and he didn't explain anything. He said indifferently on his face that saving others was just a whim, and he didn't care about the other party's future life, but secretly, he was acting for the child. He forged his identity and brought him up carefully.

Yin Hongyu had also caught some clues at that time, but he didn't go into it because it was too unreasonable. Now that he knew the result, he was shocked. It turned out that the things he thought he thought too much had actually happened.

As early as ten years ago, what this man saw for himself was an illusion.

But what is it that made him spend ten years and painstaking efforts to set up such a situation?

At that time, he was obviously only 17 years old!

Why... Looking back on the past, Wen Jue himself felt that it was extremely absurd, but his love for so many years had to be his last resort, and he could not express it in front of anyone at all. At most, he could only say: "I have my own difficulties .”

Not convincing!

"What's the reason?"

Wen Jue said, "Don't ask, I won't tell."

Yin Hongyu felt aggrieved, and wished to cut open the man's head to see what was inside, but after thinking about it, even the kid didn't know anything, and finally felt a little relieved.

After a long while, he asked a little dejectedly: "Wen Chongzhou, are you not afraid that I will make all this public?"

Wen Jue was silent for a while, and said, "I'm afraid." Once the matter was revealed, he would lose that child completely, so how could he not be afraid?

A soft word, spoken sincerely, seems to have a hint of softness, but the inadvertent fragility of a person who has always been cold and hard is the most touching.

Yin Hongyu smiled bitterly: "I won't say."

"Thank you." In any case, Wen Jue was grateful for the fact that he had not exposed himself.

It has been two years since that incident happened, and he spent more than half of his points in erasing Yin Wujiu's memory, even if he knew that Yin Hongyu was not drunk to death, he couldn't erase the memory of one more person. In the past two years, Yin Hongyu had countless opportunities to expose him, but he didn't have any.

Yin Hongyu said, "Why don't you ask why?"

"Wen will remember the prince's great love for Wen. If there is any need in the future, as long as Wen can do it, he will do his best."

"Really?" Yin Hongyu said, "The king will mention it now."

Wen Jue said, "Tell me about it."

Yin Hongyu said: "If you give up the idea of ​​helping that kid, I will keep this secret for you."

Yin Hongyu saw that he was sullen and did not speak, and said: "What are you thinking, you are not planning how to kill me to silence you, are you?"

Wen Jue collected his thoughts, and said lightly: "My lord is worrying too much."

Yin Hongyu looked into his eyes: "Am I really worrying too much?"

Wen Jue: "Yes." He really didn't think about killing Yin Hongyu, he was just thinking about how to prevent him from telling all this, such as controlling people, and letting him go after his mission is completed. Come out, is a good choice!

Seeing what he said was decisive, Yin Hongyu's face softened slightly. After a while, he pulled the corners of his lips and pretended to be relaxed and said, "I'm just joking. You have been planning for more than ten years, just to let him sit in that position." Well, how can you give up just because of a word from me, right?"

Wen Jue has been secretly paving the way for Yin Wujiu to delegate power over the years. This is done in a very subtle manner, and it is difficult for people who don't know to detect it, but it's not surprising that Yin Hongyu, a caring person who knows and knows, can see it. Wen Jue was not surprised by his own intention.

Facing Yin Hongyu's questioning, Wen Jue's silence already explained the problem.

"Is he really worth your effort?" Yin Hongyu asked softly.

Wen Jue said, "It's worth it."

Yin Hongyu also fell silent. After a long time, he picked up the glass of cool water on the table and drank it in one gulp. "Wen Chongzhou, I hope you don't forget the promise you made to me." Yin Hongyu kept this sentence, then stood up and strode towards the door.

In fact, he still has a lot of questions in his heart that he wants to ask. He wants to ask him if he has ever cared about himself; he wants to ask him where he is compared to that person; he wants to ask him... If there is no such child, is he right? up?

Yin Hongyu even thought that if he hadn't leaked the child's whereabouts to Yin Hongli ten years ago, and the old man hadn't died, Wen Chongzhou wouldn't have adopted him, and maybe he wouldn't have had that kind of affection for him later.

Yin Hongyu himself has feelings for Wen Jue, so he can tell that Yin Wujiu looks at Wen Jue in the same way as himself.

The only difference is that Yin Wujiu got a man's response, and he has no hope forever.

If there is no hope, then even if these words are asked, what is the point?

He always remembers the situation of that day. When the young man learned of Wen Chongzhou's identity, he chose to commit suicide under great shock. He didn't care about the life and death of his ninth brother who had never met him. I hope he dies; but if he dies, Wen Chongzhou will go crazy, and he knows that he doesn't want to watch him go crazy.

So, here we go!

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-12-1617:54:49~2020-12-1816:03:39期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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