The white moonlight of the paranoid male protagonist is reborn

In the past few days, Jiang Chaoyun has had a "dream" very frequently.

Just like this time, he had a "dream" again.

Standing under a coiled dragon pillar, Jiang Chaoyun raised his head and looked towards the center of the hall. He could see a young man in a dark red brocade suit sitting on a golden lacquered carved dragon throne looking down on the world. Sieve the chaff and let out a mournful neigh.

The palace that was supposed to be majestic and resplendent, but because only two clusters of lights were burning, the large area of ​​the palace was plunged into darkness, except for a patch of firefly lights above the throne.

Under such dim lights, the young emperor lowered his face slightly, his face was covered with a shadow, and his expression could not be seen clearly, but his voice was heard clearly in Jiang Chaoyun's ears, as if carrying With such a soft smile.

"Chop off his fingers." The emperor's tone was as casual as if he was saying "the weather is really nice today".

A guard responded and stepped forward to pull up the man on the ground. Although the lights were dim, Jiang Chaoyun could see the man's face clearly.He looked like a slender and beautiful young man, with tears in the corners of his eyes, and he cried miserably: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty made a mistake, I will never dare again, I must protect my hands..."

The emperor was not moved in the slightest, and the guards did not dare to procrastinate. They immediately covered the boy's mouth and dragged him out. Soon, there was a scream and wailing that seemed to pierce the sky from outside the palace, and Jiang Chaoyun cried blood. A cold air rose from the soles of the feet and went straight to the heart.

The guard in golden armor walked into the palace respectfully holding a wooden box, knelt down, "Your Majesty."

The eunuch behind the young emperor stepped forward, took the wooden box, presented it to him, and opened it.

Jiang Chaoyun heard him ask, "Does it look like it?"

The eunuch trembled all over, trying to figure out what the emperor meant, and said with a pinched smile, "Like, like."

The emperor whispered, "His fingertips are not burned."

The eunuch suddenly seemed to be choked, and could only make a slight hoo hoo sound.

The emperor fell silent and said no more.

Jiang Chaoyun was afraid of the emperor's brutal behavior, and never dared to look at the emperor's face, but at this moment, he couldn't help raising his eyes, and looked in the direction where he was, just this one glance, but it happened to be right next to the emperor's face. It was a pair of eyes that seemed to contain a black vortex, which could absorb all the light, making people infinitely terrified and frightened.

Jiang Chaoyun woke up from his "dream" in fright at this sight. He was short of breath and broke out in a cold sweat.

The maid Bi Xin rushed over with a candlestick in her hand, her face was full of nervousness, "Master, have you been haunted again?"

Jiang Chaoyun nodded in a trance, Bixin reached out and touched his forehead, startled, and said, "It's all sweat!"

She quickly lit the candlestick beside the bed and covered the lampshade, the room was suddenly brightly lit. After finishing this, Bi Xin whispered: "Your maidservant is going to prepare hot water, it's not easy to go back to sleep after sweating."

Jiang Chaoyun nodded, his expression still in a trance, Bixin glanced at him worriedly, concealed his worry, hurriedly fetched dry clothes for him, and hurried out the door again.

Fortunately, Jiang Chaoyun has a special physique, and has his own small kitchen in the yard with hot water for food, so Bixin came back soon.

Jiang Chaoyun doesn't like other people to serve her personally, so washing her body and putting on clothes is all done by herself.

Bixin burned a new silver charcoal, and the room was warmed up again. With the help of this warmth, Jiang Chaoyun wiped his body with hot water, and his body, which was still cold just now, became hot all of a sudden.

After packing himself up and changing into dry underwear, Jiang Chaoyun shrank back into the quilt.

After doing this, he felt like he had come out of that "dream".

It has been five or six days since Jiang Chaoyun was reborn, and he has been having this kind of "dream" for the past five or six days.

The dream was also full of the young emperor's arbitrary and brutal actions, which made him wake up frequently, and his energy has not been very good these days.

He was 19 years old when he died in his previous life, and now he is 17 years old, that is to say, he still has two years to live.

But if he kept having this kind of dream, he might have to go to see Lord Hades ahead of time.

Jiang Chaoyun grasped the quilt tightly, and sighed faintly. He didn't realize that he was just a character in the storybook until he died once. However, even if it was a story in the storybook, he also had his own life, and he could feel The reality around me.

This is his world.

That storybook tells the story of an emperor, and Jiang Chaoyun plays a big role in it.

Because he was the emperor's sweetheart in his youth.

This emperor is the third son of the current emperor and the legitimate son of the Empress Yuan. Now, for some inexplicable reason, he is hiding in Jiang's mansion under his name and working as a small nursing home.

After Jiang Chaoyun's death, he read the entire script, and knew that the third prince Han Jiangmu, who was the least valued by the emperor, would expel those foreign tribes who were raging in the Central Plains in the future, unify the fragmented Central Plains territory into a powerful and powerful country, and change the name of the country. Change Yan to ginger.Under his iron cavalry, the ruthless foreigners were killed until only the old and the weak, women and children were left, and it would be difficult to reproduce the situation within a hundred years.

During his reign, even the habitats of those foreigners were included in the territory of Jiang State, and the national power was so strong that the foreigners were frightened.

However, after expelling the foreigners to unify the Central Plains, the young emperor fell into his own demons, and his behavior became more perverse and violent, which led to the collapse of such a powerful Jiang State in less than 200 years.

Jiang Chaoyun died in the winter of the year before he was 20 years old. At that time, Han Jiangmu had already left the Jiang Mansion and devoted himself to the great cause of conquering the country of Yan.

Because Jiang Chaoyun is weak, he often stays in the house and doesn't go out often, so they probably didn't speak more than a hundred sentences in two years.Jiang Chaoyun doesn't know why he regards himself as his sweetheart, and even after he ascended the throne and learned of his death, his personality changed drastically, and when there were foreign tribes invading, he could still massacre the foreign tribes with this resentment. , He pointed the butcher knife at his own people again.

He found countless substitutes who resembled Jiang Chaoyun, and in the end he tortured and killed those teenagers one by one because they were not him. In the end, the corpses of those teenagers were all broken, and it was difficult to put them in the ground. Roll up a straw mat and throw it into the mass grave.

Before Jiang Chaoyun only saw the description in words, he was already terrified. The "dreams" he had in the past few days transformed those cruel words into pictures one by one, which made him even more afraid to the depths of his soul.

Being liked by such a person is not something that can make people happy.

But Jiang Chaoyun couldn't help thinking, if he was able to be reborn, was he given some mission somewhere?

It is written in the scriptures that the young emperor was overthrown and his nephew was put on the throne by the rebels. The mighty Jiang country was quickly turned into a mess, and it lasted for more than 100 years before being invaded by resurgent foreigners , and soon disappeared into the long river of history.

After that, the land of China was divided and reunited, but it always suffered from foreign aggression.As the emperor, Han Jiangmu was like a bright firework, which disappeared into the darkness after a brief bloom.

If Han Jiangmu never fell in love with him, he wouldn't be so crazy, right?In the future, he should have no other distractions, not be so violent, and be a good emperor.

Human beings are inherently mortal, either heavier than Mount Tai, or lighter than a feather.He, Jiang Chaoyun, was confined to this small world in his previous life. Although he was loved by his parents and respected by his brothers and friends, he died lightly and left no traces except being remembered and cherished by others.

But if he can make Han Jiangmu get tired of him, then he has saved those teenagers who were used as his substitutes, saved countless people, and indirectly saved the common people!

Even if he dies like this, it cannot be said to be a meaningless death.

However, Jiang Chaoyun has such passion in his heart, but he has not dared to contact Han Jiangmu for a long time. Recently, he has been bitten by Han Jiangmu. Opening and closing his eyes are all pictures of him killing people lightly.

In fact, he can no longer remember what the emperor looked like when he was young. He tried hard to recall, and he seemed to be able to remember a handsome face, but this face seemed to be very inconsistent with the emperor on the Lingxiao Palace. He quickly flung it behind his head.

It's just that he couldn't think of more, his body was weak and he was always sleepy, so when he thought about it, his consciousness became blurred, and soon fell into a dark and sweet dream, but this time, he didn't dream of Han Jiangmu again. .

In the early morning of the next day, Bixin came over to help him get dressed.

Jiang Chaoyun didn't like to be served, so Bixin stood quietly outside the screen and waited.

This season is the winter that Jiang Chaoyun hates the most. He was born in winter. When his mother was pregnant with him, he went to Qingquan Temple to offer incense. He was killed, uninjured, but frightened, and he was born prematurely.

Also because he did not receive timely care, Jiang Chaoyun suffered from severe cold and fell to the root of the disease. His health has been poor. When he was young, many doctors asserted that he would not live to be eighteen.

Jiang Chaoyun was a little worried when he thought of Han Jiangmu, and he stopped thinking about it as if to avoid it, and concentrated on getting his clothes on.

There was silver charcoal burning in the room, and it was still warm. Bixin murmured in his ear, "The cold wave has just passed, and I'm afraid it will repeat itself. Young master should wear more."

Jiang Chaoyun came back to his senses and said, "I don't even go out, so why wear so many clothes."

Bi Xin disapproved and said: "Don't be careless."

Jiang Chaoyun was forced to put on another thick jacket. He thought for a while and said, "I want to go out for a walk."

Hearing this, Bi Xin said, "Then you have to wear another cloak."

After all, he took out a thick white fox fur cape from the cabinet.

Although Jiang Chaoyun is frail and sickly, he is not short, and he is even considered tall among his peers. Bi Xin has to tiptoe gently to tie the cape straps on him.

Bi Xin fastened the cloak on Jiang Chaoyun, took a step back, looked left and right, her cheeks flushed slightly.

Although Jiang Chaoyun has a weak body, he does have a delicate and beautiful face.Because of his young age, his cheeks are still round and soft like a child's. His eyes are amber, showing different light-colored luster due to the different light.His skin was very fair, and because of the deficiency of qi and blood, his lips were not so red, but a faint pink, but it did not damage his appearance, but on the contrary, he had a crystal clear beauty.

At this time, he was completely white, which could not hide the light, and the snow-white fox fur cape added to his elegance and delicacy, even if he simply stood, it was an indescribable scenery.

Bi Xin couldn't help but praised: "This cloak is so beautiful, it complements the young master's temperament well. This white fox is so rare that it can be hunted by the Cold Guard, so I made such a cloak for the young master before winter comes." , is also the blessing it cultivated in its previous life."

Jiang Chaoyun listened to her words, and the corners of his mouth slightly turned up. He stroked the soft and beautiful fox fur on his neck, and liked it in his heart. However, he paused, suddenly realized, and his voice became weak, "This white fox , who hunted it?"

Bixin said: "It's Han Huyuan. He is very good at archery. He hit the white fox in the eye with one arrow, and the fur didn't break. Master Jin heard about it and went to ask him for it. He refused to give it, saying it was the young master. It's decided, and it will be sent to our courtyard."

Bi Xin obviously liked this Han Huyuan very much, and she was full of good things about him.

Jiang Chaoyun swallowed, and suddenly felt that the cloak on his body seemed to have thorns, which made him flustered.

Han Jiangmu is interested in him right now?

No, no, he can't like him!