The white moonlight of the paranoid male protagonist is reborn

Jiang Chaoyun has always known that Han Jiangmu likes him, but because Han Jiangmu has never said that he likes him, nor has he expressed it too bluntly, so Jiang Chaoyun can pretend that he doesn't know.

This is the first time Han Jiangmu has said such words so bluntly.

But Jiang Chaoyun didn't know how to deal with it. He was even too nervous and knocked over the river lantern that Han Jiangmu sent to him.

The river lantern bounced one by one in the air, and then fell straight into the river water. The light was extinguished by the spray, and soon it became wet into a fuzzy ball and floated away.

The atmosphere was a bit gloomy, and Jiang Chaoyun felt a bit of inexplicable annoyance in his heart, and said in a low voice: "...I didn't see what you wrote."

Han Jiangmu stared at him quietly, without speaking.

Jiang Chaoyun seemed to feel that his mood was wrong, so he lowered his head and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."

Han Jiangmu gave a soft "hmm" and said, "I know."

Jiang Chaoyun turned around and bought another one from the old woman selling river lanterns, handed it to Han Jiangmu, and said, "You can write it again."

Han Jiangmu said: "No need, since the young master has no intention, I have nothing to say."

Jiang Chaoyun: "..."

His fingers holding the river lantern tightened slightly, his mouth became dry, and he said in a low voice, "You can write again."

Han Jiangmu said: "My hands are tired and I can't write."

Jiang Chaoyun belatedly felt that Han Jiangmu seemed a little angry.

He was a little hesitant and frustrated, and after a while, he said, "Okay."

After a while, it was Han Jiangmu who spoke first and asked, "What wish did the young master make to the God of the River?"

Jiang Chaoyun said, "I can't tell you."

Han Jiangmu said, "Is it related to people?"

Jiang Chaoyun looked at Han Jiangmu's quiet face, hesitated for a moment, then nodded, "Yes."

Han Jiangmu asked again: "Is it me?"

Jiang Chaoyun hesitated again, but nodded.

The corners of Han Jiangmu's lips curled up slightly, and he said, "I have always responded to my request to the young master, so why should the young master ask God?"

Jiang Chaoyun blushed again. In such a quiet atmosphere, his heartbeat sounded in his ears again, very clearly, "...Aren't you angry?"

The corners of Han Jiangmu's raised lips fell again, and when his dark eyes looked at Jiang Chaoyun, it seemed that he could absorb his mind, "I'm angry, if the young master wants me to calm down, I have to take some practical actions Come."

As he spoke, he turned sideways to him, reached out and tapped his cheek, the hint was obvious.

Jiang Chaoyun covered his mouth subconsciously, "No."

Han Jiangmu asked, "Why not?"

Jiang Chaoyun put down his hand, turned his head, and said, "Don't even think about such a thing."

Han Jiangmu sighed and said, "Master, you clearly saw it, didn't you?"

Jiang Chaoyun: "..."

He turned around and looked around, his voice was as thin as a mosquito, "Then I... I did it, so don't be angry."

Han Jiangmu said: "Master, I never thought of forcing you."

Jiang Chaoyun blushed, "I, I want to make you happy."

Han Jiangmu looked at him steadily, the corners of his lips curled up, he bent down slightly, and tapped his cheek with his finger, "Master, here."

Jiang Chaoyun looked around again to make sure that no one was looking this way, then went up to meet him, and quickly kissed him on the cheek.

After he kissed, he backed away quickly, his eyes drifted, but he didn't dare to look at him, "Okay, don't be angry."

Han Jiangmu straightened his back and said, "Don't be angry anymore."

After finishing speaking, Han Jiangmu took the river lantern that Jiang Chaoyun had been holding all the time, took the brush, wrote a few words casually, and handed it to Jiang Chaoyun.

Jiang Chaoyun looked nervously, and saw five words written on it: I wish the young master joy.

He was slightly disappointed in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face. He reached out to take the river lantern and said, "Thank you."

He put the river lantern on the water, gently pushed it away, turned his head and said to Han Jiangmu: "The river lantern looks good only if it is placed in the water."

Han Jiangmu said, "Let the young master deal with it."

Jiang Chaoyun said: "I'm going back."

Han Jiangmu said softly, "I'll take the young master back."

On the way back, Han Jiangmu spoke again, saying, "Master, it's best not to have anything to do with Lin Jingxian."

Jiang Chaoyun listened, but did not speak.

Han Jiangmu said: "Soon there will be a draft in the palace. At Lin Jingxian's age, she should enter the palace."

Jiang Chaoyun glanced at him quickly, held the beautiful lantern with some hesitation, and whispered: "I know, but the emperor is so old, and cousin Jingxian is too wronged to enter the palace."

Han Jiangmu stopped, stared at Jiang Chaoyun, and said, "What do you think, young master?"

Jiang Chaoyun said naively: "Do you think it's okay to choose the one who cuts in the door?"

Han Jiangmu didn't want to waste his words on Lin Jingxian's marriage at all, and he didn't care about other people's lives, so he said indifferently: "Maybe it's good."

Jiang Chaoyun shook his head and said, "No, those who get in the wrong way will not be able to take the imperial examination in the future. They will be very worthless. Cousin Jingxian can't want this kind of man."

Han Jiangmu: "..."

Jiang Chaoyun said again: "If you can't get in the door backwards, you can only choose a family member. If it's close to home, it's okay, but if it's too far away from home, my uncle and aunt will be sad. In fact, uncle and the others want to betroth my cousin Jingxian to me. Considered."

Han Jiangmu couldn't bear it anymore, and said with a sneer, "It seems that the young master thought about Lin Jingxian being your wife."

Jiang Chaoyun froze for a moment and said, "I never thought about it that way."

Han Jiangmu stretched out his hand, pinched Jiang Chaoyun's chin, and said word by word: "If the young master dares to have anything to do with that Lin Jingxian, I will kill her."

Jiang Chaoyun was taken aback, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Han Jiangmu said: "I will not only kill her, I will not let anyone who dares to come up with such an idea."

Jiang Chaoyun was frightened, his eyes widened, and he looked at Han Jiangmu in horror.

Han Jiangmu gently rubbed his fingers.Rubbing the smooth skin of his chin, his eyes staring at Jiang Chaoyun were very solemn, like an endless night, he lowered his voice and said: "Young master is still young, and your body is not yet recovered. I will not force you, but if you can't keep it Hold your body and mind, I don't know what I will do."

Jiang Chaoyun's face turned red and he couldn't say a word.

Han Jiangmu let go of Jiang Chaoyun's chin, restrained his indifferent tone, and said lightly, "Go back, young master."

Jiang Chaoyun followed Han Jiangmu back to the Lin Mansion in a daze, and when he reached the door, Han Jiangmu whispered in his ear, "Master, remember my words, don't make me angry."

Jiang Chaoyun: "..."

Han Jiangmu could see that Jiang Chaoyun was frightened by him, but he didn't say anything to relieve Jiang Chaoyun's fear of him, he just stretched out his hand and touched his head gently, then turned and left .

Jiang Chaoyun entered the Lin's mansion, and ignored the concierge's greetings, he returned to his yard in a state of dismay.

It wasn't until he lay down on the bed that he recovered from Han Jiangmu's impenetrable threat.

Han Jiangmu, Jiang Chaoyun thought again, he is not a good person at all.

In the storybook, he could kill so many innocent teenagers. How could the words he said now be a joke?

The flood of spring in Jiang Chaoyun's heart slowly faded away, and the fear of Han Jiangmu resurfaced.

He got into bed and covered his face, feeling hot all over.

For Han Jiangmu, his thoughts are too messy, to the point where he doesn't know what to do.

Hanjiang Mu Mingming knew the Lin family's kindness to him, but he could still use the Lin family to threaten him. It's just...too bad.

Jiang Chaoyun's timidity came out again. He shouldn't provoke Han Jiangmu. He has no ability to make people hate him. Just by saying something he thinks is too much, it may not sound like it to others. So one thing.

Jiang Chaoyun was tossed and turned by what happened today, and it took a long time before he fell asleep.

But this time he had a dream again. He dreamed of a majestic and solemn palace, in which there was a middle-aged man in a black robe and a woman in a gorgeous palace attire.

When Jiang Chaoyun was still ignorant of the situation, he heard the man say: "As Concubine Ai said, send the third prince to the imperial tomb and let him guard the tomb for three years for the ancestors."

The woman in palace attire said with a coquettish smile, "The concubine knew that His Majesty would vent his anger on the concubine."

Jiang Chaoyun was taken aback, and looked at the man carefully. Seeing that he was five points similar to Han Jiangmu, he guessed that he was probably the emperor.

The emperor is no longer young at this age, but he has a good face, he looks like he is in his early twenties, and he also looks handsome.

He scratched the woman's nose and said with a smile, "You are also narrow-minded. Didn't the third child just kill your dog? You just want him to guard the imperial tomb for three years."

The woman in palace costume said: "How can it be the same? The concubine's little Jiaojiao has been with the concubine for three years, so she has a bad temper and bit the third prince. He turned out to be very good, and the concubine's little Jiaojiao has been with the concubine for three years. Jiaojiao, torn by five horses! Torn by five horses, Your Majesty! His temperament is too fierce, killing dogs when he was young, but when he grows up...the courtiers don’t even know what he will do!"

The eye drops were applied so badly that the emperor remembered the orders given by the national teacher before the birth of the third prince, his face sank, but the corners of his mouth raised a big arc, and said: "My concubine is right, the third son has a fierce temper, it should be A lot of tempering, three years is not enough, let him guard the imperial tomb for another two years, and come back after tempering his temper."

The woman in palace attire whispered, "Will it be too long? After all, he is the queen's son, and I'm afraid that the court officials will be dissatisfied."

The emperor sneered and said, "Is it the emperor, or are they the emperor? That's the way it is."

The woman in palace costume lowered her head and said, "Your Majesty is wise."

Jiang Chaoyun saw the triumphant smile on the corner of the woman's mouth.

He trembled all over and couldn't help hugging his shoulders.

Only this time, a scene changed before his eyes, and he saw Han Jiangmu in his youth.

At this time, Han Jiangmu was about twelve or thirteen years old, not even as tall as a cat, his cheeks were very thin, and there was a very fresh wound on his forehead, which was still bleeding, staining his thin skin red. His eyelids condensed his long eyelashes into one piece, and his whole body exuded a depressing and heavy atmosphere.

This made Jiang Chaoyun feel that his chest was heavy just looking at him, and he could hardly breathe.

He had never seen Han Jiangmu in such a mess.

Han Jiangmu sat against the corner with a dark expression. He took out a dagger from his arms, which was given to Jiang Chaoyun. At this time, the ruby ​​on the dagger was still there, very large and beautiful.

Han Jiangmu reached out and picked out the beautiful ruby, until his fingers were bleeding.

However, as if he was not afraid of the pain, he didn't even look at the wound on his finger, just staring at the ruby ​​in a daze. After a long time, he stood up while leaning on the wall, and walked through the door lightly.

Jiang Chaoyun wanted to go out with him, but it seemed that the dream was about to end when he woke up.

Jiang Chaoyun looked at the top of the bed, the feeling of suffocation in the dream was still vivid, his heart was beating violently.

The author has something to say: Teacher Han: I also want you to love me