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Those words froze Emperor Wu's breath for an instant.

That's right, He Chuiyi said that his own life is not worth mentioning to him.

"If you could remember, would you regret treating me like this?" Emperor Wu closed his eyes, with no superfluous expression on his face.

He Cuiyi leaned against the wall of the car with the birdcage, and asked indifferently: "Don't you know me well? Do you think I will regret it?"

Emperor Wu opened his eyes, and held his lips at He Chuiyi with a smirk, "I said that you can not be held accountable for regicide, if you don't believe it, there is nothing wrong with accusing yourself of the crime, go on to the capital. "

After finishing speaking, he turned around, his expression suddenly became ferocious.

He said to the people outside the carriage: "I will handle this matter properly. Before that, no news is allowed to spread out of Luozhou City, understand?"

"Understandable."

The carriage arrived at the capital unimpeded, and Emperor Wu seldom spoke on the way, and He Chuiyi would not take the initiative to talk to him.

Outside the capital, the carriage gradually stopped.

"You have been in the capital for the past two years, and I have never brought you out. I am afraid you have never heard that there is a moat here. Today, I will take you to see it." Emperor Wu smiled and extended a hand to He Cuiyi Come.

He Cuiyi lifted the birdcage without holding his hand.

Emperor Wu didn't mind, and smiled: "I'm waiting for you outside."

It was April, and the season of heavy snow had already passed. As if to echo that day, a light rain suddenly fell in the sky.

He Chuiyi got off the carriage, the drizzle was blowing on his face, and Emperor Wu held up a paper umbrella to cover his head.

The paper umbrella was too small to cover He Chuiyi's whole body, but it couldn't cover Emperor Wu himself.

He Chuiyi observed this, but didn't say much.

He vaguely guessed why his former self fell in love with Emperor Wu.

Thinking about it carefully, after waking up, everything Emperor Wu did to him stemmed from a desire for monopoly. This desire for monopoly may not be some kind of emotion, but the natural domain of wild beasts. If you don't love him, But it can't make him someone else's.

It was at that time that He Cuiyi mistook this desire to protect the domain for love.Therefore, he will repay Emperor Wu with equal feelings.

In the slanting wind and drizzle, two distinct figures approached the rolling river.

The two were strangely silent, and the little squirrel in the cage was also motionless.

This picture is unreasonably depressing.

"Here we are." Emperor Wu stopped and said.

He Chuiyi also stopped. He raised his lips and said, "You said you want me to burn a stick of incense. Where are the incense candles?"

Emperor Wu stood by the rock where He Cuiyi jumped off the Jinjiang River in the past, his eyes looked at the turbulent rapids without any waves, and his voice suddenly became distant: "No need."

"That day, I chased here from the palace and saw you jump from here with my own eyes." Emperor Wu said calmly.

"What do you want to bring me here now?" He Chuiyi asked.

"Make a break."

"What's the end?"

"You should have died in Jinjiang, but you survived miraculously. If you hadn't been rescued by Zhong Xiaoshi, nothing after that would have happened. You won't forget Zhen, you won't be so close to Zhong Xiaoshi, and you won't be so close to Zhong Xiaoshi. I won't meet that damned man." The turbulent river water added a layer of chill to Emperor Wu's voice.

"If you were buried in Jinjiang that day, even if you wanted to escape, I know that you still love me."

He Chuiyi laughed suddenly, "Isn't it my body that you want?"

"In your eyes, I may just be a plaything for entertainment. Emperor, you seem to have changed."

Emperor Wu's heart trembled unexpectedly, "Zhen has changed?"

He Chuiyi said briskly: "Didn't you always say that I am your thing? A thing, a plaything, you don't need any feelings to keep around. You didn't care about my feelings for you before. As long as you still Yours, as long as it’s still with you, but now it’s just the opposite.”

While talking, He Chuiyi raised the corners of his lips playfully, "You're right, you want me to jump off Jinjiang again, and then pretend that these things never happened? Just pretend, I still love you?"

Emperor Wu stood by the river in a daze, his pupils were dilated, and he said in a low voice, "So what?"

"So, I say that you have changed and become the complete opposite of what you were before. You have expectations for playthings, and you would rather have him love you but not belong to you, or have him belong to you but not love you. Emperor, you were not like this before. "

He Chuiyi seemed to have discovered something new, and he was in high spirits.

"Unfortunately, even if I die again, if I don't love it, I don't love it anymore."

His words poured into his ears like a stream of river water, and the bursts of pain breaking through the eardrum made Emperor Wu stand up to resist.

"I don't want anything, I just want you to die now!"

He Cuiyi looked at Emperor Wu with pity, and said with a sneer, "If this is the end, I will fulfill you."

Anyway, he can't live for a long time, as long as it is freedom, no matter whether it is alive or dead, He Chuiyi can't wait for it.

It's just a pity that he finally met an interesting person.

He Cuiyi opened the cage and held the sickly bird in his palm, "The birds are so eager to be free, a little rain shouldn't be a problem."

Emperor Wu's eyes were red, and he just looked at He Chuiyi without blinking.

"I let it go for you." He Chuiyi put down the cage, picked up the oriole with both hands and threw it into the air. The oriole hung in the air, flapping its wings instinctively to stop itself in the air.

The little squirrel flew into the sky carrying the rain, and its small figure swam under the dark clouds.

"It's my turn."

He Chuiyi took off his cloak, and walked slowly towards the river in red.

The slanting wind gently blew towards He Chuiyi, raising the broken hair at his temples, revealing that perfect and mean face.

Emperor Wu's eyes followed the free little oriole, and he suddenly found that this little thing, which was no bigger than a palm, was very similar to He Chuiyi.

When staying by his side, he is listless, but when he is released, he is like a fish in water.

But at this moment, a vision suddenly appeared.The little squirrel's waving wings trembled violently, as if it could no longer support its body, and it failed to stabilize its body after vibrating several times. In the end, it lost its strength, and its body fell towards the river without stopping.

It quickly fell into the turbulent river, and the rushing water submerged its small body, and it disappeared in just an instant.

And all of this, He Chuiyi didn't notice anything.

A familiar fishy sweetness welled up in his chest, but it didn't stop him from moving forward.

He Chuiyi spread his arms like the wings of a young bird, a trace of blood slid from the corner of his mouth, he relaxed his body and let himself fall to the river.

The image of the red squirrel was so red that its wings were injured. In an instant, He Cuiyi and the squirrel overlapped in Emperor Wu's eyes.

When his skin touched the cold river water, He Chuiyi frowned subconsciously.

At this critical moment, a figure suddenly rushed over.

His eyes were full of fear, and he rushed towards He Chuiyi without hesitation, just like the day after He Chuiyi jumped off Jinjiang.

But this time is different, he seems to be afraid that it will be the same as last time, when he jumped off the Jinjiang River, He Chuiyi had already disappeared, so he rushed over and hugged He Chuiyi's body the moment he fell into the river.

"He Chuiyi!" Emperor Wu roared angrily, wrapping his falling body around him.

Blood gushed out of He Cuiyi's mouth and nose, and he looked up with difficulty. The river water rushing in from all directions made He Cuiyi even more exhausted.

"cough!"

He took a sip of water, and felt a warm body sticking to his back, "You...cough...cough..."

As the river water poured into the mouth, bringing out a bright red, Emperor Wu turned his face, his heart trembled suddenly, and he shouted almost hysterically: "He Chuiyi!"

No time to care about the blood-soaked clothes on his chest, he tried his best to carry He Cuiyi ashore, and then climbed up by himself.

"He Chuiyi? What's going on? Talk!"

He held He Chuiyi in his arms, his body trembling uncontrollably, and patted He Chuiyi's face with his hand, only to find that his face was black and blue, even his lips were black.

"Did you get hit by an arrow?" He frantically looked at He Chuiyi's body, and finally saw the white cloth wrapped under his left arm.

"Where's the antidote? What's the antidote!" Emperor Wu yelled angrily. He violently pulled He Chuiyi's lapel, staring at He Chuiyi with blood-red eyes, "Where's the antidote? I gave it to you What about the antidote?"

He Cuiyi's eyes were wide open, unable to resist at all.

Emperor Wu fumbled wildly on him, but in the end he found nothing.

"He Chuiyi, where are you taking my antidote?!"

The author has something to say: It's hard to finally code to my favorite node!

Comrades, let me inform you of one thing. I, I, and I crossed the v line, so I decided to enter v on NO.30, which is Sunday, and a big fat badge will drop on that day (knock fat!)

Believe me, the pain that Chui Chui is suffering now will be added to Zha Huang countless times in the future.