The white moonlight of the paranoid male protagonist is reborn

Jiang Chaoyun had already stayed in Han Jiangmu's bedroom for seven full hours, and during these seven hours, Han Jiangmu did not leave, and even had breakfast in the bedroom.

Jiang Chaoyun was panicked and scared at first, but after a long time, his emotions gradually stabilized, trying to persuade Han Jiangmu to let him go.

Han Jiangmu was indifferent to this, and he asked Jiang Chaoyun, "Since you think we are the same person, why do you have to choose him instead of me?"

Jiang Chaoyun was at a loss for words, and after a while, he said confidently: "Because I have a body over there, we can have sex!"

Han Jiangmu: "..."

He narrowed his eyes slightly, his breathing was a little short, and his voice was indifferent: "You did it with him?"

Seeing that his expression was wrong, Jiang Chaoyun stammered and said, "Isn't this normal? We are inseparable from skin to skin, all because I have a body, you can't do it with me."

Han Jiangmu didn't speak, and after a long time, he said in a low voice: "It's just a body, I will find the best body for you, and you can use the corpse to revive your soul when the time comes, what you did to him, I want, even Ask for more."

Jiang Chaoyun: "..."

He couldn't imagine himself using someone else's body. Just thinking about it made him feel horrible. Looking at Han Jiangmu again, he felt both pitiful and terrifying in his heart.

Just the right amount of admiration will make people's hearts throb and resonate, but once it is too much, let alone throbbing and resonance, it's fine to not be afraid.

In Jiang Chaoyun's view, Han Jiangmu's actions were not only excessive, but also crazy.

Jiang Chaoyun stopped talking to Han Jiangmu.

Han Jiangmu said, "Do you want to see your mother?"

Jiang Chaoyun's brows and eyes struggled a little, and soon he said, "I don't want to see you."

Han Jiangmu asked, "Why?"

Jiang Chaoyun didn't speak, he was afraid that he would soften his heart, and he was also afraid that he would really waver and stay in the past time.

Han Jiangmu looked at Jiang Chaoyun, his eyes were so insightful, he seemed to see through Jiang Chaoyun's inner thoughts with just one glance, so that he had to lower his head to avoid Han Jiangmu's gaze.

Han Jiangmu whispered: "If you don't want to see it, then don't see it."

Jiang Chaoyun squatted in the corner and did not speak.

Han Jiangmu sat beside him, stretched out his hand to touch his face, before touching it, Jiang Chaoyun took the initiative to come over, let his hand pass through his face, and whispered: "Look, you don't touch it at all. Not to me."

Hanjiang Mu paused, put his hands on the ground, and leaned over to kiss him.

Jiang Chaoyun raised his head, subconsciously trying to avoid him, but remembering that Han Jiangmu couldn't touch him at all, he froze again.

Han Jiangmu couldn't kiss him at all, but he looked at Jiang Chaoyun's face, still lowered his head, and gently touched Jiang Chaoyun's lips with his lips.

He controlled the distance very well, and didn't let himself pass through Jiang Chaoyun's soul. From a distance, they seemed to be really kissing.

Jiang Chaoyun looked closely at his handsome and sinister face, at his trembling thick eyelashes, that tall nose bridge, and slightly thin lips. It was still a face that moved his heart, but it gave him a completely different feeling. Don't.

Compared with Han Jiangmu in his previous life, the Han Jiangmu he knew and was familiar with was simply gentle and lively.

He saw a thin layer of red on Han Jiangmu's eyelids, and then, a soft sigh sounded in his ear.

Han Jiangmu raised his eyelids, glanced at him, and slowly backed away.

Jiang Chaoyun couldn't say anything that could hurt him. The two sat on the ground in silence for a while, neither of them said anything.

After a long time, Jiang Chaoyun said, "Are you really going to let me go?"

Han Jiangmu said: "You have to stay with me here."

Jiang Chaoyun: "..."

Jiang Chaoyun whispered: "Then you will be very sad in your next life."

Han Jiangmu said indifferently: "There is always one who is sad, so why can't it be him?"

Jiang Chaoyun: "..."

It made sense, and he couldn't refute it.

He clearly knew in his heart that they were all alone, but Jiang Chaoyun himself was a little confused when Han Jiangmu kept rebutting.

But one thing he has understood from beginning to end is that the past should always be abandoned, and people cannot stay in the past.

So no matter what Han Jiangmu said, he had no plans to stay.

At [-] noon, I sent another letter to Han Jiangmu, but the next morning, Xue Ying, who came back, still didn't reply.

Bi Xin asked nervously, "What's the matter? Has His Highness replied?"

Wu Jiu touched Xue Ying, shook his head, "No reply."

Lin Yuerong said with some eccentricity: "The Third Highness has so much to do every day, so naturally he doesn't have time to meddle in my son's business, so why do you bother him."

Wu Jiu smiled wryly and said: "Madam doesn't know, my master regards the matter of the young master more than anything else. He left us to look for the young master before, and almost missed a big deal."

Lin Yuerong stopped talking, her tears flowed heavily, her eyes were already swollen, and she really didn't look good.

Yesterday morning, the barefoot doctor from the village was invited to have a look. Naturally, he didn't see any problem, and he went to the town to invite a doctor. The doctor got his pulse and thought they were here to play tricks on him.

How could a good person not be able to fall asleep?

After Zhengzheng in Tuozi Village knew about it, he came over and said to them, "You have to go to the witch for this kind of thing, she is very good at treating this kind of thing."

Lin Yuerong didn't believe this at first, but she went to invite the sorceress as a living horse doctor, but the sorceress went to other villages to work and couldn't come back for a while.

There is no other way.

Jiang Chaoyun slept so badly that he couldn't even eat or swallow. Three people had to work together to feed him, and they had to use their fingers to push the food down his throat. Every time they fed, they would get all dirty of.

However, even so, Jiang Chaoyun still lost weight visibly, and the round cheeks on his face became smaller.

Wujiu couldn't stand it anymore, and there was no need for Xue Ying to send a letter to Han Jiangmu. At this point, he guessed that Han Jiangmu should have not received the letter. After all, even if he couldn't escape, he should give him an instruction.

He bid farewell to Lin Yuerong and the others, and went to deliver the message in person.

At this time, Han Jiangmu had already entered Nanhua City, and the elite soldiers he led had also turned into the cloth armor of Yan soldiers, which did not arouse anyone's suspicion.

Han Chuyuan didn't believe it at first, but Han Jiangmu offered the head of the rebel leader, and the general around Han Chuyuan claimed it, and it was confirmed that it was the head of the rebel leader who fought equally with Zhao Huan. Chu Yuan was relieved.

He boasted about Han Jiangmu with a smile in front of him, but after the people left, his smiling face immediately sank, and he said to Hong Gonggong: "This is the destiny."

Eunuch Hong lowered his eyebrows and said pleasantly: "It's also His Majesty's discerning eye."

Han Chuyuan sneered, and said: "In this case, he should also replace Zhao Huan to put down other rebellions for me."

Hong Gonggong said: "But the slave sees that His Majesty the Third Highness will take revenge, so I'm afraid I still have resentment towards His Majesty."

Han Chuyuan didn't speak, this was also something he was worried about.

Eunuch Hong said: "Before, the Third Highness was just bitten by Concubine Wan's pet dog, and he chopped it into pieces. They said that she stole needles when she was young, and stole gold when she was old. His personality is probably..."

Han Chuyuan said: "After he beats my brothers back, I will naturally have a way to deal with him."

Seeing that he was paying attention, Eunuch Hong stopped talking.

Han Chuyuan asked: "Then Zhao Huan hasn't found it yet?"

Hong Gonggong said: "Not yet."

Han Chuyuan didn't care about this any more, and he was worried again, "What should I reward the third child for tonight's celebration banquet?"

Before Eunuch Hong gave him any advice, Han Chuyuan said, "I'll ask him when the time comes."

This is a typical technique of pushing and shoving. Generally, courtiers would not open their mouths to ask for things from the emperor's lion, and even ministers who sincerely wanted to reward meritorious service would not say such things.

Eunuch Hong was clear in his heart, so he just smiled at this and said no more.

At the celebration banquet that night, Han Jiangmu was late.

He has almost reached the age of weak crown, but his stature has fully grown, he is tall and tall, with broad shoulders and slender waist, high nose and deep eyes, sword eyebrows into the temples, he is a rare handsome man.

As soon as he appeared, everyone's eyes fell on him, and they couldn't help feeling that Han Jiangmu was the best-looking of all Han Chuyuan's sons.

Many people recalled that the Empress Yuan was also the famous pearl of Yanjing, and it was not surprising that the empress of the Yuan Dynasty could grow up like this.

Han Chuyuan was a little dissatisfied with his late arrival, but it was a very happy day, so he suppressed his displeasure, and said with a smile, "Mu'er, come and sit down, let me take a good look at you."

Han Jiangmu's eyes moved slightly, and he sat down beside Han Chuyuan obediently.

Han Chuyuan said: "I heard that you went to visit the child in the Lin Mansion? How about it? If it really doesn't work, I can change you a concubine."

Han Jiangmu whispered: "No need, I want him."

Han Chuyuan smiled and said, "What an infatuated person, then father won't be able to beat mandarin ducks. Don't worry, smallpox is still a disease that can be cured."

Han Jiang murmured: "If he can't be cured, my servant will guard him."

He was able to say such things, and Han Chuyuan couldn't hide his contempt in his heart, thinking that this was exactly the same as his mother.

He had the nerve to say such a shameful thing complacently.

Han Jiangmu looked around and asked in a low voice, "Father, where is King Yong?"

Han Chuyuan restrained his smile slightly, and said, "Your brother has injuries and is still bedridden. I'm afraid he will have to take care of him for a month before he can get out of bed."

Han Jiangmu said in a low voice: "I heard that King Yong was castrated and his hair was shaved?"

Han Chuyuan frowned slightly, and said: "It's nothing, who told you, let's see if I cut his tongue."

Han Jiangmu smiled slightly, and said in a low voice, "I'm afraid father will be disappointed."

Han Chuyuan felt that the smile on his face was a little weird, and couldn't help but look down at him.

As the two looked at each other, Han Jiangmu slowly approached, and in the eyes of the courtiers, he whispered in Han Chuyuan's ear, "I did it for King Yong, and I shaved his hair." hair."

Han Chuyuan's eyes widened, and a surge of anger welled up in his heart.

But before he could get angry, a chopstick flew from nowhere and shot Han Chuyuan on the forehead in full view.

There was a moment of silence in the hall, and soon, a piercing scream sounded, "Yes, there are assassins! Escort! Escort!!"

Han Jiangmu protected Han Chuyuan with one hand, lowered his head slightly, and whispered in Han Chuyuan's ear, who had widened his eyes and hadn't died immediately: "I accept your throne."

The author has something to say: Mr. Han: Grab a throne for your wife

Teacher Han: ...Wait, where is my wife! ?

About going to buy a gift for my wife, but she disappeared