Si Tian Guan

With the consent of the people in the room, Qu Shenzhou was led across the threshold and knelt down in the middle of the flower hall.

The moment he entered the door and raised his eyes, he saw Liu Chongming sitting behind the desk. The once shining words of "Man of Heaven" had disappeared, replaced by a blank space.

Same as the previous life.

At that time, he had naively thought that everything would be fine if the rebellious hexagram disappeared, and that even if the emperor asked him, he would be able to speak out, but he did not expect that the really terrible hexagram would appear only a few years later.

He didn't know the young man beside Liu Chongming, but the two seemed to be familiar with each other, counting the people Chongming had never seen before, he also had a rough guess about the other party's identity in his heart.

"This is Brother Xiaoqu?" A joking voice sounded above his head, one hand squeezed his chin, making him raise his face.

"Chongming, did I tell you just now that when the child's mother was young, she was a well-known beauty from all over the world. I think even if she enters the palace, she is a top-notch one. Now even if she is a little older, look It makes my heart jump wildly, it's really a pearl covered in dust."

A happy smile appeared on that seemingly innocent face: "Look at the outline, brother Xiao Qu really followed his mother's looks, tsk tsk, it's a pity, Du Quan can do it too, how much money did these whips cost. Otherwise, send it to Chunqing Building to pick up guests, it must be a cash cow."

Qu Chenzhou lowered his eyes, he didn't look at Fang Wuyang, nor was he surprised. Since Chongming doubted him, he would definitely send someone back to his hometown to investigate his life experience.

At this point, he has no worries.

What else could there be about his life experience?Nothing more than life and death slaves.

But I'm afraid that's exactly why he has such a strong sense of disobedience with the current him.

Liu Chongming's gaze was fixed on him, and he didn't listen to Fang Wuyang's ramblings. He put down his teacup for a while and asked, "Do you still have a fever?"

Hearing him ask such a question, Qu Chenzhou vaguely remembered that when his consciousness was blurred, he felt his internal organs became hot, but his whole body was extremely cold, and he didn't have the extra energy to think about what happened.

Unexpectedly, Liu Chongming would find out that he had a fever in time and take him back to his bedroom.

This vague warmth made his throat a little choked up, and he paused for a moment before answering: "It's not hot anymore, thank you, my lord."

"So it's not dumb," Liu Chongming smiled softly: "Then remember my question?"

His answer was still silence.

"Yo, extorting a confession?" Although he didn't care about Liu Chongming's affairs, it never prevented Fang Wuyang from wanting to get in the way: "I can do that."

The force on the chin disappeared, and one hand grabbed the iron chain dragged on the ground, and lifted Qu Shenzhou's hands above his head.

Feeling the pulse on his wrist being pressed by his fingertips, Qu Shenzhou closed his eyes.

He was sure who this person was—as expected, it was Fang Wuyang.

Liu Chongming had mentioned it to him many times, but he never had the chance to meet him.

He heard that when the Liu family was destroyed, it was Fang Wuyang who took care of Liu Chongming outside the city, but unfortunately he failed to stay with the future emperor for a long time.

Not long after the night of forcing the palace, Fang Wuyang tried his best to rob Jing Chen who was imprisoned in the palace, but he couldn't get out and died under the knife.

Once in a dark prison, when he was dying, he heard Jing Chen calling Fang Wuyang's name more than once, leaving scars on his body.

I thought that when he died, the kindness and resentment from the previous life would disappear, but I didn't expect to meet again so soon.

"Master," Fang Wuyang showed his trademark innocent smile, but he spoke to Liu Chongming: "If I can help you find out something, you will reward me..."

He didn't speak, but was interrupted coldly by Liu Chongming: "Fang Wuyang, did I allow you to touch him?"

The two people standing and kneeling were quite surprised.

Fang Wuyang was stunned for a moment, looked Qu Chenzhou up and down a few times, and suddenly smiled coquettishly: "Oh, I was wrong, no wonder Shi Yan told me not to mind my own business. I feel sorry for the weak grass, because I have no memory."

Before Liu Chongming was furious, he jumped up and ran away with a series of loud laughter.

The flower hall is quiet, only the spring in the outer porch shyly makes the sound of gurgling water, and the water drops gently splash on the stones laid below, which is a trace of coolness that makes people feel peaceful in early summer.

The people in front of him didn't ask him any more questions, and there was no sound at all. Qu Chenzhou waited silently for a moment, and then said softly, "Thank you."

Liu Chongming frowned, this person was almost tortured to death by himself, but he didn't expect to thank him, which made him a little annoyed.

Qu Shenzhou fell asleep in the sarong outside his bedroom for a day and two nights, and he didn't sleep well for two full nights, for fear that he would dream something he shouldn't dream when he closed his eyes.

Maybe it's the reason for the lack of sleep, he comforted himself.

Otherwise, why would there be such strong resentment and uneasiness when Fang Wuyang was about to make a move.

Liu Chongming misses his elder brother a little bit. After all, he is only 17 years old. When encountering difficult things, he can't help but miss the person who has been holding him since he was a child.

This made him feel anxious and full of guilt. His brother had turned into bones under the loess, but he was still hesitating in his dream.

His heart floating in the air gradually sank again, as if he had never heard of the thanks to Qu Shenzhou: "Have you thought about what to say?"

His answer was still silence.

"You can think about it slowly. Anyway, I have a lot of time. I'm afraid your master won't be so patient." He rang the handbell and called the people outside the door to come in: "Lock him outside."

The servants took Qu Shenzhou and went outside the door.

The iron chains that locked his hands were wrapped around the railing under the corridor outside the study, and Qu Shenzhou had only a few feet to walk around. He knew that Liu Chongming was watching him in the room, so he just sat on the steps, holding his arms. knee.

Although this posture is not pretty, it is a leisurely and comfortable feeling that he has not experienced for a long time.

You don't have to think about anything, and you don't have to rack your brains to plan step by step.

Mountains of corpses and seas of blood have nothing to do with him.

Finally, I had the whole afternoon to do nothing, just use straw sticks to mark the way for the busy ants. One ant carried a huge piece of food scraps and got caught on the raised soil slope. After dragging it several times, it failed. drag.

He looked pitiful, picked up the residue in his hands, and wanted to help deliver it to the hole below the steps, but when he moved away, the iron chain rattled, only to realize that he couldn't reach that far, so he could only let it go with regret.

Looking at the residue that couldn't reach the entrance of the cave, and the ants running around in a hurry because they couldn't find food, he was in a daze for a long time without knowing it.

If it wasn't for him, everything wouldn't be so bad.

If he had never been born...would everything be fine...everyone would walk on a normal track.

After finishing the chores at hand, it was almost noon. When Liu Chongming stepped out of the threshold of the study, he didn't intend to leave it alone, but the person sitting on the steps heard his footsteps and looked back.

There was a fragility in those slightly flushed eyes, and he quickly lowered his head, avoiding his gaze.

He was once again defeated by this gaze.

Under his signal, the servants at the side quickly untied Qu Shenzhou, led them together, and walked along the corridor to the flower hall.

Liu Chongming was not a slow person, and he walked so fast that it was windy. The servant was afraid that he would not be able to keep up, so he quickly started to trot, but Qu Shenzhou was still wearing shackles on his feet, so he staggered a few steps and fell to his knees under such a tug. He was dragged to the ground again.

"Get up!" Seeing the distance between Shizi and Shizi widened, the servant was so anxious that he half-kneeled up.

Qu Chenzhou's hands were hanging in the air, he had nowhere to use his strength, and the shackles were wrapped around his ankles again. After struggling for a while, he couldn't get up, his stomach suddenly hurt, and he curled up and fell to the ground again.

He has been beaten all year round, and he is very familiar with this kind of thing. He endured the pain without saying a word, habitually holding his head, and in a blink of an eye, he was kicked again in the waist and ribs.

The third foot did not land on his body for a long time, he panted slightly and opened his eyes, and saw the sapphire blue clothes stopped in front of him, a shadow bent down, put his hands under his armpits, and helped him stand up.

Liu Chongming waved his hand, ordering the servants to back away, seeing Qu Shenzhou patted his body in embarrassment, as if he had finally recovered, he took the iron chain himself, and led the people forward a few steps.

"Qu Chenzhou," he quickly stopped, turned around and asked, "Why didn't you resist just now?"

"Resist..." Qu Chenzhou murmured and repeated, as if hearing some joke, he curled his lips in mockery after a long while, and asked softly, "For a person like me, how do you want me to resist?"