I am neither beautiful nor crazy

"I know you must hate me when you find out, which is why I told you about it now. I didn't protect Ruoyang at the time, and now... maybe I can't protect you either. The only thing I can do is probably I just use this life to help you buy some time, and then tell you what you need to know."

"Why?" Jiang Yu suddenly asked in a hoarse voice.

His voice was obviously suppressed on purpose, but it still showed a dry to hoarse voice, every word was paused and grinded heavily.

After Xia Zhixing finished what he wanted to say, he seemed to have finally relaxed. He could barely maintain his sitting posture, so he leaned back on the edge of the bed, looking a bit downcast.

"What why?" He asked softly, and added after hearing the sound of weapons coming from outside the window, "You should go."

"Why do you think I hate you?"

Xia Zhixing's expression suddenly became weird, as if he was trying his best to control his unattractive demeanor. The hand on his chest had been loosened at some point, and blood flowed from the obvious blood hole all over his body. amount of bleeding.

"...Also, Ruoyang told me the last thing about the ice tongue grass before he died."

He changed the subject, "The ice tongue grass has always been a legend believed to be true, but in fact, it is just a legend. No one has really seen it for so many years. It is rumored that the magic medicine that can heal people and revive bones has never been seen before. never existed."

"The inside of the hilt was originally empty."

Countless people hear a legend and think about it day and night. Everyone has unspeakable desires and thoughts in their hearts, not to mention the extravagant hope of resurrecting others or immortality, which makes them lose their lives even if their heads are bleeding. , but also to get this illusory thing.

But in fact, there has never been such a beautiful thing in this world as people imagined.

Then Ruoyang knew the truth at the beginning, but concealed it on purpose, and hid the other sword in Xia Zhixing's place like a fake, what kind of psychology is it.

long silence.

The voice outside gradually became clearer, as if a wave of people were walking this way.Jiang Yu deliberately kept Wei Dong, and it is not difficult to find their traces in the palace.

Xia Zhixing completely fell backwards on the ground, and the person who lost his arm support was like a puppet with a broken thread, and his whole body was slack and lost strength.

"Let's go, kid." His voice was very soft, as if he was somewhat relieved, "Whether you live in seclusion in the mountain garden or have a place in the court, I only hope that you are safe and well."

Jiang Yu suddenly ran over from where he was, half-kneeling on the ground, subconsciously grasping Xia Zhixing's neckline with both hands, but retracted like an electric shock when his fingertips touched the scarlet blood.

He seemed to want to pull him up, but he couldn't do it, even the sound from the vibration of the vocal cords trembled violently.

"So the first emperor is not my biological father, you are." Jiang Yu clenched his teeth tightly, his eyes filled with bloodshot eyes, "It's been almost 20 years, and you're only telling me now."

The water vapor in the air seemed to be suppressed and condensed into water droplets. There was liquid swirling in his eye sockets, but the owner of his body didn't allow it to flow out.he questioned.There was no response.

"That's why the emperor who caused my mother and concubine to die unjustly, and sent me to the Western Regions when I was a child, never favored me, not my father. It was the emperor who often visited me when I was young, helped me find a martial arts master, and always protected me. Reversing the case for my mother and concubine, and finally..." He clenched his knuckles tightly, "Tell me the truth at last, and then he will die in front of me himself."

Xia Zhixing's gaze was almost dimmed because of the last sentence, trembling suddenly, as if all the seemingly careless pretense just now fell apart because of this sentence.

At that moment, he was no longer the prime minister in the court pointing out the mountains and rivers, and he was no longer a puppet who was threatened and plotted by Jiang Qi without self-awareness. He was just an ordinary person who knew the sorrow and joy. Facing this ordinary but profound question, except Sorry for not being able to say anything else.

"The court is treacherous, there are open and dark rivalries between factions, and the walls have ears... It's my fault. After all, I'm still afraid that you will hate me. If that's the case, it's not good... I will protect you in the dark. "

The liquid in the eye sockets finally flowed down uncontrollably, sliding down the side of the face smoothly and quickly, leaving only a vague water mark.

"I don't allow you to die, you come with me." Jiang Yu tried to pull him up from the ground while powerlessly blocking the opponent's wound, "You come with me, I don't hate you, if you die here , I want to hate you forever."

A lot of blood had flowed from Xia Zhixing's body, and now he almost didn't even have the strength to speak again. His arm was pulled up by Jiang Yu for a certain distance, but fell heavily again.

Jiang Yu didn't drag him up, but he was unwilling to leave.Like a leopard bathed in blood, its eyes were flushed red, but it stubbornly clutched the person's shoulders tightly and refused to let go.

"Let's go." Xia Zhixing patted the other party's shoulder weakly, half-closed his eyes, "It's nothing, I chose it myself. I stabbed the sword myself. Anyway, getting poisoned by the Gu poison is a dead end. What does it matter a few days?"

"What does it matter if you hate me for the rest of your life? When have I... been afraid of you?"

He felt Jiang Yu's head hanging on his shoulder, that part was hot and humid, not just tears or blood, but he didn't have the strength to turn his head to look over. , He looked at Xiao Xiangling who was standing behind Jiang Yu, and spoke silently with his mouth.

"Take him away quickly."

"Be nice to him."

Jiang Yu felt that the people around him gradually quieted down, as if they had fallen asleep, as if as long as he didn't open his eyes or raise his head, he couldn't see the blood on the other person's body, ignoring the current situation and the existing facts.

He remembered that when he was pushed into the water by Jiang Chibin when he was a child and was grounded in the house, Xia Zhixing came to see him with dessert, but he lost his temper and refused to take a bite.

He remembered that the night the emperor was about to send him to the Western Regions, he locked himself in the room and didn't let anyone in. Xia Zhixing stood outside with porridge all night.When he walked in the next day, the porridge was already completely cold, but the other party just half-wrapped him in his arms like now, telling him what delicious and interesting things there are.

Only then did he realize that at some point, he had already regarded the other party as his relative, which was a trust and habit beyond the objective relationship.

Jiang Yu couldn't tell what he was feeling now, but he felt his chest was sore and astringent, and the tide-like depression was flowing up his throat, making him unable to hear the sound outside, or even feel the pain in his heart.

I don't know how long it took, when his senses gradually returned to his body, he suddenly felt a little heavy on his shoulders.He slowly and numbly supported his upper body, turned his head, and after a long time of reaction, he realized that he was covered with a thick black fur coat.

His gaze was evasive and cautious as if swimming on the tip of a knife, he tentatively crawled forward along a bloodstain on the ground, looked up along the mottled black clothes, and saw that familiar and concerned face.

The man half-kneeled on the ground and looked at himself for an unknown how long.

The turbulent and sudden emotions suddenly became uncontrollable. He wanted to speak, but the next second he was surrounded by someone in his arms.

By the way, he thoughtfully pressed his head on his shoulders, bringing him a sense of security that was convenient for him to vent his emotions without worrying about being seen.

Jiang Yu could smell the bright and pungent bloody smell on the opponent's body, and the dark color of the skirt was still steaming.

"Just now... have they been here?" He asked hoarsely.

"Don't worry, the Northern Border Army is guarding outside, and Jiang Qi's people won't come in." His voice was very low, as if he was afraid of waking up some sleeping creature, "If you need, you can stay here a little longer meeting."

"Why didn't you just take me away?"

Xiao Xiangling didn't respond immediately, but patiently unwrapped the strands of hair that had been tangled up in Jiangyu's fight, and then combed them with his fingertips.

"Because I know you need time, a time to quiet down, be together, and convince yourself." His voice paused imperceptibly, "I know this feeling. Watching the person you like bleed and the body gradually cools down, but And a sense of helplessness.”

His hand clasping Jiang Yu's back unconsciously tightened until it hurt a little bit.

"The thing I always regret is that I didn't stay longer that day. Because of my pain, disappointment, and some anger due to incomprehension, but..."

He slowly raised Jiang Yu's face, and saw that the moist but touching corners of his eyes were perfectly rounded by just the right amount of blush.

"But after thinking about it, no amount of negative emotions can equal a liking. So if you don't want to leave, I'll stay here with you for as long as you want."

Jiang Yu raised his head and asked, "Yes, because of me before?"

"So I won't let you go again." Xiao Xiangling lowered his eyes, and the light made his brows deep and paranoid, "If you are unhappy, you can vent your anger on me; if you want the throne, all the military power in my hands is up to you If you want to leave, I will lock you in a cage, so that you will not even have a chance to leave my sight."

Feeling the subtle but increasingly intense pain from his heart, Jiang Yu calmed down his breathing slightly, stared into his eyes, and said a few words in a low voice, "Young minister and thief."

Xiao Xiangling chuckled and lowered her voice, "But Jiang Yu, as I said before, you are His Royal Highness whom I will always be loyal to. If you really insist on doing something, who can stop you?"

Jiang Yu suddenly felt a little out of breath, he pushed the distance between the two of them a little, and subconsciously pressed his restless heart with the other hand.

"What's wrong? Uncomfortable?" Xiao Xiangling was keenly aware of his abnormality.

He put down his hand as if nothing had happened, and shook his head, "It's just a shallow knife wound. Also, you told Wei Dong and the others just now that you came here to return something to me. What is it?"

"Does your highness still remember that I borrowed something from your highness on the small road from northern Xinjiang to the capital?"

——They were kissing under the moonlight, the tip of Jiang Yu's tongue brushed the blood on his lips vaguely, and said jokingly, "I lent you this kiss, remember to return it in the future."