The growth strategy of the emperor who wears books

Yin Wujiu had too many doubts in his heart. He didn't understand why Wen Jue insisted on taking this position; Cruelty, justice and tenderness, which one is true and which one is false...

If everything he did in the past was a means to force himself to grow up, then he has now followed his wish and walked on the path he wanted, why is he still refusing to say anything?

Yin Wujiu cleaned his hands, untied the belt around Wen Jue's waist, stripped off his clothes layer by layer, and then took the ointment to apply on the wound for him.

He looked at Wen Jue's focused eyebrows, and for a moment Wen Jue felt that the relationship between them was back to the past.

After Yin Wujiu applied good medicine to Wen Jue, he took off his luxurious dragon robe, and lay sideways beside Wen Jue.

With his hand, he gently stroked a wound on the man's body. It was stabbed by him at the palace banquet last time. Now the scabs have fallen off, leaving a white raised mark. It doesn't look good, but touch it It feels soft to the touch.

Yin Wujiu thought about Yutian's sudden disappearance that day, now that he thinks about it, Du Wujuan stole his hands and feet at that time, he was a little bit lucky, luckily he didn't use the poisonous sword in the first place, otherwise it would have been so People... I'm afraid there are not many good skins left.

For Yin Wujiu, giving up and finding someone to treat Wen Jue is probably the most difficult decision he has made in his life, because he chooses to give up, which means he has to accept the fact that this person is about to leave.

His hand went down slowly, and then, he found something.

Yin Wujiu straightened up suddenly, looked at Wen Jue's upper body, examined it for a while, pointed to a spot on Wen Jue's chest, and said: "I remember that you were injured before, why is there no trace?" He was referring to the wound Wen Jue was stabbed by his dagger on the wedding night. It stands to reason that he stabbed it so deeply that it should be impossible to repair it, but now, it is intact as if it had never been injured. appearance.

After Yin Wujiu and Wen Jue connected with each other, they sometimes had skin-to-skin contact. If there was such an injury, he might not be confused until now, and he would wake up when the truth was revealed before his eyes.

Wen Jue lowered his eyelids slightly, and said calmly, "I used some good medicine."

He really didn't care about his answer, but Yin Wujiu has gotten used to his perfunctory attitude for a while.

"Forget it, what happened to you can never be explained with common sense." Yin Wujiu murmured, then raised his hand and landed on Wen Jue's face, his movements were light at first, Gradually, the force became heavier and heavier, until the man's bullying Sai Xue's face was flushed with blood, and he finally stopped his somewhat rude movements.

Yin Wujiu looked at the cloud-like blush on the man's expressionless face, and thought a little amusedly, in the past, he would never have dreamed that he would do such a transgressive behavior to this man.

The moment the man who had been held up by him on the altar for many years suddenly fell down, not only smashed the belief in his heart, but also smashed the distinction between master and apprentice between them. Nothing left.

Yin Wujiu originally just wanted to see if this face was real, but seeing the blush on the man's handsome face and the helplessness hidden in his eyes, his heart, which had been silent for a long time, suddenly seemed to be thrown into a big rock. , Dangling layer after layer of waves.

Without warning, he leaned over and kissed Wen Jue's lips.

Wen Jue was stunned for a moment, and after regaining his senses, he wanted to push him away, but Yin Wujiu forcefully suppressed him.

Yin Wujiu grabbed his wrist, pressed his hands behind his back on the bed, opened and closed his lips softly: "You are not allowed to move!"

The tone was three points warning, three points dangerous, and four points undeniably strong.

Wen Jue moved his fingertips lightly, apparently a little unaccustomed to him like this, but this unaccustomed was soon submerged under the fiery kiss of the young king like a flame.

In Yin Wujiu's movements, there is a kind of reckless madness, and he is completely different from the soft, obedient, and shy young man in the past. This kind of him seems to have passed through the bloody storm, and came with a thousand sails, revealing a It is completely different from before, but it is simply shocking.

Yin Wujiu stripped off the clothes on Wen Jue's body, and kissed his body gently, one after another kissed his body, scarlet flowers of different shades bloomed wherever he passed.

"Your Majesty..." Wen Jue tried hard to suppress his breath, "Don't do this."

Yin Wujiu's lips on his shoulder paused suddenly, and then, Fang Na took a bite.

He didn't use too much strength at first, but when he bit down and saw that the man didn't respond at all, he somehow got stronger, and when he reacted, he felt a fishy sweetness in his mouth.

Yin Wujiu let go of the white teeth embedded in Wen Jue's shoulders, looked up at the obvious tooth marks on the man's white shoulders that were oozing blood, and asked in a slightly softer voice, "Does it hurt?"

Wen Jue said calmly, "It doesn't hurt."

Yin Wujiu stretched out a finger to poke the tooth mark, seeing the man's physical reflex shrank, he frowned and said: "Liar!"

"It really doesn't hurt." After Wen Jue finished speaking, seeing Yin Wujiu's obviously disbelieving expression, he changed his words unconsciously, "This little pain is nothing."

What he said was understandable, but Yin Wujiu's emotions are probably very sensitive recently, upon hearing this, he suddenly thought of the injuries Wen Jue had suffered.

Yes, compared with those, this is probably not worth mentioning.

The gaze he stared at Wen Jue's shoulder became a little erratic for a moment, as if looking at the man's difficult past through it.

Wen Jue noticed the change in Yin Wujiu's eyes, paused, and realized the possible deep meaning of his words, and that was obviously not what he wanted to express.

After being silent for a while, he changed the subject and said: "It's getting late, and we have to go to court tomorrow. Your Majesty should go to rest early."

Yin Wujiu didn't get angry because of his words this time, he just said: "I don't like you calling me like that." He didn't use "Zhen" this time, it seems that the relationship between them has returned to the previous state .

However, Wen Jue's reaction fully explained what it meant to be ignorant of good and bad.

"Your Majesty, the Ninth Five-Year Honor, the grassroots dare not exceed the rules."

Yin Wujiu's face darkened for a moment: "You don't dare? Is there anything in this world that you dare not?" He didn't want to lose his temper, but the other party's attitude of disregarding the relationship was really irritating.

With such an angry sentence, Wen Jue almost lost his voice.

Yin Wujiu grabbed his hand: "Call me by my name." Just now, the distance has been shortened a little, and it seems to have froze back to zero.

Although Wen Jue hoped that Yin Wujiu would give up on him, but he didn't want to cause the relationship between them to become tense, so he softly called out: "Wujiu."

The two words that were forced out should be insincere and emotionless, but at this moment, it was as if a drum hammer hit Yin Wujiu's heart, and it quickly spread from the heart to all the limbs. , His fingers were so weak from the blow.

Yin Wujiu suddenly felt a sore nose, almost crying.

How long has he not heard these two words, this call?

Yin Wujiu once thought that he would never hear it again in his whole life!

Since then, Yin Wujiu's attitude towards Wen Jue has changed a lot. He no longer ridicules him, loses his temper, and no longer presses him about his past from time to time. In the middle of it, there was even a hint of warmth from time to time. As for the bitterness and cruelty in the depth of this warmth, none of them mentioned it anymore.

As the saying goes, "Paper can't hold fire", the news that Yin Wujiu put Wen Jue in the palace finally got out, and there was a lot of discussion among the officials, even though most of the officials in the court are loyal to Yin Wujiu, but Faced with this matter, most of them also showed disapproval.

Wen Jue occasionally heard the servant who served him mention this matter a few times, on the surface he didn't react, but he secretly kept it in his heart.

A few days later, one morning, Yin Wujiu retreated back from court, Wen Jue told him casually that he was not comfortable living in the palace, and wanted to go back to the old mansion outside the palace.

Yin Wujiu immediately vetoed his words: "No, you have made many enemies, I don't trust you to go out of the palace to live, what's more, I am busy with government affairs, so I can't go out of the palace to accompany you all the time!"

"It's enough to send some people to protect the hospital. What's more, Your Majesty has searched for famous doctors to treat me. Now that the whole country knows that I will die soon, why would they bother to assassinate me?" Wen Jue said. , could not help coughing twice, and then continued, "This deep palace is oppressive, I always feel very uncomfortable. I have lived in the courtyard outside for many years, and I am used to it. If I can go back, maybe it will be better."

Although Yin Wujiu didn't say anything, what he cared about most in his heart was Wen Jue's body. Wen Jue said so, no matter how unwilling he was, he finally agreed.

When Wen Jue left the palace the next day, He Yiyang and Jiang Jin'an both came to pick him up. During this time, the two often went to the palace to see Wen Jue. Almost every time they met, they felt that Wen Jue was more haggard than the last time.

With the deterioration of his condition, the functions of his internal organs are gradually necrotic, the blood circulation is not smooth, the metabolism of the liver is low, and the stomach has indigestion. After eating food, the body cannot accept it. What he vomits is blood clots, and the urine is also bloody, so He began to fast, and drank a little soup and water every day, and he didn't dare to drink too much. He could only take one or two mouthfuls at a time, which was just enough to wet his mouth. When the bed is covered with a quilt, there is almost no sense of existence.

Wen Jue tried his best to get up once, and inadvertently glanced at the glasses, and saw the thin and disfigured person inside who looked like a pole, and he couldn't help being stunned.

He suddenly thought of Yin Wujiu's father, Emperor Shangwen, he was like this before his death, he couldn't eat and drink, he was crazy and thin, he was very moved when he saw the other person's appearance, but he never imagined that, It's only been two or three months, and I have fallen to the same situation.

It turns out that feeling the rapid passing of life, but can only helplessly wait for the arrival of death, this is the feeling!