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He Chuiyi couldn't help laughing, he wanted to sit next to Mo Zhu, but Mo Zhu picked him up without saying a word.

"Stand still for me."

As if he was teaching a newcomer to Yinfengzhai, he asked sternly, "What did you tell him?"

He Chuiyi pursed his lips helplessly, and replied honestly: "I asked him if what he said that day still counts."

"What else?" Mo Zhu looked at him worriedly, "He didn't touch you, did he?"

"I promise him that I will go back to Beijing with him."

Mo Zhu was startled and said angrily: "You treat me like I'm in a hurry, take you out for a walk, and then let you go back?"

Seeing that Mo Zhu was blowing his beard and staring with anger, He Chuiyi held back the smile on his lips, and comforted him: "He said he would make a deal."

"Do you believe what he says? He has lied to you several times, and you still believe him?" Mo Zhu asked in disbelief.

"Don't you think he's very pitiful?" He Cuiyi's expression became ethereal, "He's like a lunatic now, and his obsession with me is almost to the point of madness. He treated me well before, and I don't want to owe him anything."

"He just wants to end it, and I don't want to be trapped because of him for the rest of my life, so I will fulfill him for the last time."

Mo Zhu gritted his teeth, "What about the Zhong family?"

"He promised that I would not touch anyone except Zhong Xiaoshi, so we plan to proceed as usual, but after he and I leave, I will trouble you to rescue Zhong Xiaoshi."

"I don't agree!" Mo Zhu left this sentence and slammed the door away.

He Chuiyi stood still on the spot without any reaction.

We met by chance, and Mo Zhu had already helped him a lot, so He Chuiyi would not force him, but without Mo Zhu, how would he and Emperor Wu save Zhong Xiaoshi after returning to the city?

Mo Zhu returned to the room angrily, but did not close the door in a fit of anger.

He stood in front of the door with a stern face, thinking that why the clothes would catch up, but who knew that there was no movement for a long time, and he was so angry that his teeth itched.

"Are you stupid? How did you live to such a big size with that bird egg brain? You can save Zhong Xiaoshi without me?"

He walked out with heavy steps, and finally stopped outside the door of He Cuiyi's room, took a breath, and squeezed out a few words from between his teeth: "Old, son, yes, a, assassin, guest."

He Cuiyi is not a cotton needle with poison, but he is a fire pocket, designed to ignite fire in people's hearts.

After finishing speaking, Mo Zhu turned back to the room, and closed the door firmly.

When he was young, He Chuiyi knocked on the door and asked with a smile in his voice: "Have you rested yet?"

Mo Zhu froze for a long while without saying a word, He Cuiyi knocked on the door relentlessly outside the room, "I have something to entrust to you."

"No."

He Chuiyi said helplessly: "I have brought enough money."

"Yinfengzhai does not accept the entrustment of the vagabond."

"..." I'm not I didn't.

"The prodigal son has turned back, do you want to pick it up?"

Mo Jiang snorted softly, and said, "Put the money outside the door, and I will take it myself."

He Chuiyi bent down and put the purse in front of the door, and said: "The prodigal son has something to say, can you go in?"

Mo Jiang didn't make things difficult for him, and opened the door.

"What do you want to explain?" Mo Jiang asked calmly.

He Chuiyi told him about going to see Zhong Xiaoshi tomorrow, and explained some of his own thoughts. Mo Jiang contemplated for a moment, then nodded in agreement: "Then I will act tomorrow."

"It's work."

The next day, Mo Jiang left the inn early in the morning, and He Chuiyi also got up and went to the prefect's mansion near noon.

He was wearing a veiled hat and a big cloak, and he couldn't see his figure at all, but the guards outside the gate of the prefect's mansion were staring at the front, as if they didn't see He Chuiyi, and He Chuiyi didn't talk too much, just directly Entered the prefect's mansion.

Entering the door, Eunuch Zhong has been waiting for a long time.

"Master He, please follow me."

Seeing this, He Chuiyi asked in surprise, "Did the emperor arrest you?"

Killing the king is a serious crime that implicates the entire family. How could Eunuch Zhong be able to get rid of it alone?

Eunuch Zhong didn't answer, and after walking for a while, he suddenly said: "Eunuch He, I looked down on you before, I thought you were trying to save your life..."

He Chuiyi seemed to know what he was going to say, and said with a bad face: "Don't mention the past, I don't think much of myself either."

"Eunuch He has such a temper? You never spoke to this old slave in the palace before."

He Chuiyi's face turned cold, and he held his temper and did not speak.

"This old slave looks down on you, knowing that General Ye is the barrier between you and the emperor, and deliberately poking your wound." Eunuch Zhong slowed down his pace.

"General Ye?" He Chuiyi looked at him suspiciously, but Eunuch Zhong did not explain, but said to himself: "Unexpectedly, one day, the life of the old slave's family will be in your hands. The old slave wants My apologies and thanks again."

"No need, don't mention the past. As for thanking you, you should thank Zhong Xiaoshi."

After finishing speaking, He Chuiyi turned his head away, and clearly refused to talk to Eunuch Zhong. Seeing this, Eunuch Zhong sighed slightly and did not speak again.

Bringing He Chuiyi to Emperor Wu, Eunuch Zhong retreated after getting the order.

Emperor Wu prepared a table of sumptuous dishes, waved to He Chuiyi, and said, "Are you hungry? I have someone prepare your favorite meals."

Being mentioned by Eunuch Zhong, He Chuiyi was a little sullen. He glanced at the dishes on the table, shook his head and refused: "No need, I don't like to eat."

Emperor Wu's smile froze for a moment, but soon returned to normal.

"Don't be joking, it doesn't matter if you forget me, you won't even forget the things you love to eat since childhood. When you are full, I will take you to see Zhong Xiaoshi."

He Cuiyi's brows showed impatience, and Emperor Wu set the table and chopsticks for him, so he had no choice but to sit down.

After Emperor Wu said what he said last night, he became more transparent. He never said a word after a meal, and even if he mentioned something by chance, he would always be kind and pleasant, as if nothing had happened before. Yi is like an ordinary old friend, neither unfamiliar nor overly enthusiastic.

The wonderful change between the two made He Chuiyi feel a little uncomfortable. He raised his head frequently to look at Emperor Wu. Emperor Wu was watched by him a lot, so he couldn't help asking: "What do you always look at me for?"

He Chuiyi didn't hesitate, and said directly: "It's the first time you've sat with me so quietly."

first time?

Emperor Wu's eyes darkened by two points, but the smile on his face did not change, "Speaking of which, I haven't properly apologized to you for what I have done to you these days."

He Chuiyi looked at him without blinking, and suddenly smiled, and said softly: "Then I also apologize to you, I forgot you, I'm really sorry."

"It's okay. I am the one who has been ignoring your thoughts for the past three years. This must be retribution."

He Chuiyi withdrew his gaze, smiled and said nothing.

After eating, Emperor Wu took him to the underground prison of the Taishou Mansion.

On the way into the dungeon, He Cuiyi asked: "Why don't you bring them back to the capital to question their crimes? Wouldn't it be better for me to chase them directly to the capital?"

Emperor Wu said: "The rest of the Zhong family have been secretly escorted back to the capital, and Zhong Xiaoshi is the only one in the dungeon."

Hearing this, He Chuiyi's fist clenched, but he breathed a sigh of relief.

Mo Zhu is already trying to find a way to exonerate Zhong Xiaoshi from the charge of regicide. As long as the charges are released, even if the Zhong family is in the capital, after Mo Zhu rescues Zhong Xiaoshi, Emperor Wu can't vent his anger on them.

In order to prevent Emperor Wu from getting suspicious, He Chuiyi asked: "How do you want to punish Zhong Xiaoshi? You promised me that as long as I go back with you, you will not blame Zhong Xiaoshi for what he did."

"I can let go of his murder of the king, but for another matter, even I cannot easily decide."

"But……"

"Here we are." Emperor Wu interrupted him.

The two stopped in front of the cell, the dungeon's dim candlelight was not far away, He Cuiyi only saw a shadow huddled on the straw, He Cuiyi frowned, turned to Emperor Wu and said, "I have something to ask him."

"Okay, then I won't bother you, I'll give you the key."

Handing the key to He Chuiyi, he turned around to leave, but He Chuiyi hurriedly called him back: "Wait a minute."

"What else?"

"How about we set off for the capital today?" He Chuiyi asked.

Emperor Wu laughed inexplicably, "So you can't wait to draw a line with me?"

He Chuiyi didn't deny it, but Emperor Wu didn't seem to care, "I promise you."

After that, he took a deep look at He Chuiyi, turned around and walked out.

It wasn't until Emperor Wu walked out of the dungeon corridor that He Chuiyi looked away, walked to the side of the cell, and called out twice: "Zhong Xiaoshi?"

The figure on the ground did not move, He Chuiyi took down a candle from the corridor, opened the cell and walked in.

He put the lamp aside, pushed Zhong Xiaoshi with his hand, "Are you awake?"

Zhong Xiaoshi's body was cold, he was pushed twice by He Cuiyi, and then he remained motionless again.

He Chuiyi smiled and asked, "Aren't you asleep? Are you shy?"

With his back to He Chuiyi, Zhong Xiaoshi was silent for a long time before he said hoarsely, "Why did you come back?"

His voice was extremely dry, as if he hadn't drank water for many days.

"If I don't come back, you and the Zhong family will die."

"That's my business too!" Zhong Xiaoshi's voice became excited.

"You are my savior, I will not leave you alone." He Chuiyi said.

Zhong Xiaoshi sniffed, as if crying.

"But I don't want you to save me. You save me once, I save you once, and we're even. I don't want to owe you anything."

He Chuiyi was stunned for a moment, and his heart was suddenly hurt.

He comforted softly: "Don't cry."

Zhong Xiaoshi curled up and let out a low sob.

"Can you go?" he begged.

"I'm not leaving." He Chuiyi replied silently.

"Let's go..."

"I do not go."

"Don't save me anymore, I don't want to be regarded as a kindness by you, I want to be the same man as you."

"Chuiyi... you go, don't go back with the emperor... go far away..."

"I'm sorry..." He broke down in tears.

He Chuiyi touched the top of Zhong Xiaoshi's head, "You always say sorry, what are you sorry for?"

"A month ago...you were leaving Luozhou City. I, I was the one who reported to the emperor that you were leaving...I'm sorry! I'm sorry!"

He Chuiyi paused for a moment, then smiled, "It's okay, it's over."

Without warning, a mouthful of fishy sweetness burst through the jaw, and vomited out violently.

The blood spilled on the ground, and by the faint candlelight, one could faintly see the Gu worm wriggling gently in the blood, but the Gu worm stopped still after struggling in the blood for a few times.

It's like a piece of meat spit out from the mouth, which is shocking to see.

"Drape clothes!"

Zhong Xiaoshi turned around to catch He Chuiyi in a panic, and put his cold hand on his face, "Blood... why are your lips so black... Are you poisoned? He Chuiyi... Are you poisoned?"

The powerlessness coming from the limbs and bones made He Chuiyi close his eyes unconsciously, and Zhong Xiaoshi's shout gradually became distant.

He felt as if his body was sinking into water, and his limbs were extremely heavy.

"Xiaoshi...help me...help me bring the flute...the flute..."

Zhong Xiaoshi groped around his waist with trembling hands, and when he picked up the flute, He Chuiyi had almost lost consciousness.

"Chuiyi...the flute is here! What should I do? What should I do!"

He Chuiyi stretched out his hand with difficulty and clasped it on the flute, "Blow..."

His hands were so weak that he couldn't even play the flute.

Zhong Xiaoshi blew the flute according to He Chuiyi's instructions, and after a short while, the awakened Gu worm quickly entered He Chuiyi's body, which prevented the toxin from spreading further.

Gu worms can't last long.