Self-help guide for non-professional young masters

Before leaving, Junziyou settles down a few old things, which completely brings an end to the old case of Gongchang three years ago.

Before sending the official uniform and black hat back to the imperial court, he ordered the three jurisprudence departments of Yushitai, the Ministry of Criminal Justice, and Dali Temple to have a public trial. The criminals involved in the past were interrogated one by one, convicted and punished.

It corresponds to the first case that Jun Ziyou solved when he first arrived in the capital, but the current public trial of the third division has a far-reaching impact than the original Oiran case, and even the people in the surrounding small towns come to see the fate of the rebellious officials and thieves with their own eyes. It is also a lot of pressure for Junziyou.

On the eve of the public trial, he was sitting alone in the pavilion in the middle of the lake admiring the moon. He specially chose Xiao Beicheng to enter the palace due to business and could not stare at him. dead drunk.

After getting drunk, he fell asleep in a daze, and when Xiao Beicheng came back, he couldn't find anyone, and when he hurriedly went to look for him, he found that he had passed out in the pavilion with disheveled clothes, disheveled hair, flushed ears, and shoes. I don't know where the kick went, if it wasn't for those sensible cats lying on top of him, covering his hands and warming his feet, his body would probably be cold again.

Xiao Beicheng was angry and helpless, knowing that he was worried about tomorrow's public trial, so he couldn't bear to criticize him.

He took off his coat to cover the man, and was about to hug him back into the room to warm up, when he suddenly heard the man let out a moan as soft as a meow, "No, don't..."

Which man can withstand such a temptation? Xiao Beicheng only felt a surge of anger, and he forcibly calmed down with his remaining rationality. He sucked the man's lips that smelled of alcohol, and caressed his slightly hot forehead. .

"Darling, what are you talking about? You're not afraid of me getting angry when you don't even look at you, and you make yourself look like this."

Jun Ziyou was not afraid, he raised his eyes in a daze, his vision was hazy, he stared at the phantom of the man, he couldn't see the outline for a while, he simply closed his eyes.

Half-dream and half-awake, he felt Xiao Beicheng lightly pinch his cheeks, causing him to raise his head, look at himself, kissed his blush-stained eyes, put his cold hands in his arms, and gently touched his fingers. Interlocking. "

"Hmm... Qingjue, it hurts..."

"It hurts? Where does it hurt? Let me see."

Jun Ziyou held Xiao Beicheng's hand tightly and did not move for a long time.

Xiao Beicheng knew that he was drunk.

It's okay to get drunk once in a while, but if you get hurt, you won't be sad anymore, at least for this night, he allowed him to be unrestrained.

It took a long time for Jun Ziyou to barely open his eyes, and took Xiao Beicheng's hand to his heart.

He said: "It hurts, it really hurts, you and I should feel the same pain..."

Xiao Beicheng looked at him who was weeping silently, such a gentle person couldn't bear to make him sad even by crying, how could people not feel distressed.

"Thinking about the mistake at the time, I would be the one who should be guillotined now, and I am even more afraid to see him. In fact, I miss him very much, and I believe he misses me too, but I dare not... I I don't have the courage to face him, face the self who had no chance to save before and will miss the opportunity now... I can obviously save him, but I can't be cruel enough to force those who have also lost their loved ones to be with me Empathetic, humble and selfish, unwilling to make concessions."

Xiao Beicheng hugged him, opened his clothes and rubbed his icy body in his arms, kissed his reddish eyes, and licked away the tears on his eyelids with the tip of his tongue.

"I know it, I know it all, it's not your fault, you've tried your best, be good, don't cry."

"Qingjue, it hurts...it really hurts...twice, twice...I obviously have a chance to save him, but I want to watch him go to death. I was powerless when I was young, but now , I'm still... still..."

When he was unhealed from the poisonous disease, he left a sequela that could not be cured. Whenever his mood fluctuated or he was drunk or cold, his heart would always throb and hurt. It was difficult for him to notice it, but in fact, his Every breath was accompanied by involuntary tremors and twitches, barely noticeable because he was used to the pain.

In this world, how can anyone take pain as a habit?

Xiao Beicheng hugged him closer, squeezed his bare feet between his legs to cover, and rubbed his back with warm palms in circles, the warmth and tenderness eased the discomfort of the man , leaned on his shoulder, belched lightly, and spit out the cold air in his chest three or two times, feeling much more comfortable.

When the smell of alcohol dissipated, he became more sober, Jun Ziyou raised his head slightly, took Xiao Beicheng's earlobe in his mouth, and fiddled with the damp heat with the tip of his tongue.

"My lord, I have devoted half my life to serving Dayuan, and now I am about to step down and take off my black gauze hat and this skin. Can you allow me to do a selfish and bold thing in the end, to fulfill my most unstoppable wish for the rest of my life? ?”

"No." Xiao Beicheng held his hand in his palm, and said helplessly, "You drank too much alcohol. If you really follow you, you will regret it after you wake up."

Jun Ziyou lay in his arms, resting his chin on his shoulder, humming a few times.

Feeling that his breathing became more stable, and the burden on his body was not as heavy as before, Xiao Beicheng wanted to take him back to the room, but the man refused to hold him up, and he curled up In a ball, helpless, he had no choice but to hug him behind him, make him shrink between his legs, and use his body to shield him from the cold night wind.

He held the man's hand that had recovered a little bit of temperature, and cut his nails. After the self-love gu left the body, Jun Ziyou also fell into a panic attack. He didn't remember when it started, but he had it. The habit of trimming the nails for that person to let him meditate from time to time.

Whenever the edge of the armor was polished, no matter how sleepy the man was, he would concentrate on watching it, and from time to time he would blow away the debris by himself, very well-behaved.

After cutting his ten fingers, usually his mind can be stabilized, and this time is no exception.

Jun Ziyou let himself lean against the man's arms, taking advantage of his back to cover his expression in a dark place that he couldn't see.

"Go and see him." Xiao Beicheng said softly, "He misses you very much too. After tomorrow, maybe you will all be on the road of involuntary control, at least the last day you can freely control, do something you really want to do .”

Junziyou turned his head and looked at Xiao Beicheng for a long time, confirming that the emotion in his eyes was not false, he suddenly became agitated, "Is it okay?"

The man shrugged and said, "It is reasonable to say that the day before the public trial, as one of the presiding judges, the Shaoqing of Dali Temple, one of the presiding judges, should not have private contact with the criminals, but you are going to resign and return to your hometown to farm, so you are only in the public trial." It’s nothing more than an ordinary person who still missed his relatives the night before. As a member of the royal family, if he can’t even give his concubine this little privilege, wouldn’t it be too embarrassing for me, the first-rank regent, to do this?”

Needless to say, Junziyou got up and was about to leave, Xiao Beicheng couldn't help laughing, and chased him to put on his shoes with two boots that had been kicked to and fro by him.

Ever since King Jin got married, in order to avoid suspicion, Jun Zi'an was moved to a mansion outside the capital. On the surface it was said that he was under house arrest, but in fact he found a quiet place for him to rest in peace.

During the battle of the palace change, he also suffered heavy injuries, and because he transferred the love Gu in Junziyou's body to himself, his foundation was damaged, and his physical condition was not as good as before. So Su Qinghe simply resigned from the court and voluntarily went to take care of his body. Daily life.Xiao Junze was reluctant to leave such a talented person, so he asked for a long vacation for him.

For the past three years, Su Qinghe has been close to each other, carefully nurturing Junzi'an's body, and finally restored him to a little bit of vitality. The two seem to be hiding in the city and living happily, but Junzi'an is after all. Serving his sentence, the Jun family mansion is heavily guarded by soldiers, and his freedom is restricted, unable to leave the courtyard, and even the shackles he put on three years ago have not been removed.

The two brothers reunited after a long absence, and Jun Zi'an has changed a lot. The side where his eyes met seemed to have thousands of words rushing to his lips, but he couldn't face Jun Ziyou. He clearly missed him deeply, and the first glance was enough. He revealed his inner concerns, but he had to be ruthless and shut people out.

"Your Excellency Shaoqing shouldn't be here. There will be a public trial tomorrow. How can you avoid suspicion?"

A dull voice came from inside the door. Junzi'an's temperament was such that he couldn't turn a blind eye completely, and couldn't hide his inner concern. He couldn't help but add a few words, and said his heartfelt voice: "Our Jun family, and even the Lin family, have suffered a complete failure. The unworthy descendants of your ancestors, at least you have to be innocent and flawless, and you can't lose your face until you die, so don't let your ancestors be ashamed."

"Fame is nothing but something outside of the body, is it really that important?" Gentleman You was puzzled, he put his hands on the thin layer of window paper, felt a bit of warmth, and he knew that that person was also arriving just across the door. Hold his palm, feel the real sense of his closeness.

It's not that he still hates himself, and it's not that he still complains in his heart, it's just that he doesn't want to drag him down.

Thinking of being turned away countless times before, Jun Ziyou felt even more sad.

He turned around, with his back against the carved door, thousands of words surging in his chest, colliding with turbulent waves, but his bewilderment, sadness, resentment... and other strong negative emotions, in the end, only blended into a short sentence, but Questions from the heart.

"Brother, don't you want me?"

Brother, don't you want me...

brother... brother...

Don't want me, I will be obedient, don't want me...

The voice echoes the distant memory, and the immature child's voice still echoes in my ears.

... He remembered that in order to make a fake show come true, he had to take medicine and fell into a coma. When his consciousness was blurred, he actually heard the cry of that person. He can still recall the grief and helplessness at that time. help.

He clearly remembered that when his young brother threw himself on top of him, weeping hoarsely and refusing to let him go, it is actually the same now as it was then.

Jun Ziyou seems to have been robbing the king of Hades all his life, but fortunately, he was detained twice.

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