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The wheels ran over the gravel, and He Cuiyi couldn't sit still, and his body leaned forward uncontrollably. Emperor Wu took his hand to support him, and said with determination: "He Cuiyi, this is your last Chance."

Like an ultimatum, bet He Chuiyi's future fate on this childish behavior.

He Chuiyi pursed his lips to express his thanks, the bloody mole looming under the corner of his mouth.

"it is good."

Emperor Wu fell silent, looked at He Chuiyi's face, and found that he was unexpectedly calm, with tranquil brows and eyes, and a smile on his lips. Pampering unreasonable children.

This thought made Emperor Wu extremely upset.

Before Emperor Wu could think about it, He Cuiyi began to struggle, he pulled out his hand vigorously, but that big palm was like an iron hoop, no matter how much he struggled, it still remained motionless.

Two hot hands held together, making the temperature in the car dry and hot.

He Chuiyi always had a smile on his face, in stark contrast to Emperor Wu's expression as if he was facing a formidable enemy.It was clearly the mayfly's act of shaking the big tree, but He Chuiyi was very serious, but the more he wanted to break free from Emperor Wu, the tighter he held it, and he didn't let go even if he was sweating.

"You can't break free." Emperor Wu said.

"How do you know if you don't try?"

After several struggles, He Chuiyi sighed helplessly: "Although I expected it, I didn't expect you to be so strong."

Emperor Wu smiled triumphantly: "Of course, you gave up?"

There was still a smile on his face, but he shook his head decisively, "I have to try again."

A strong uneasiness welled up in Emperor Wu's heart, causing him to frown involuntarily, and persuaded him, "Don't waste your efforts in vain."

He Chuiyi didn't speak, stopped struggling, put the flute thrown to him by Emperor Wu with his right hand to his lips, and played a soft tune.

"What do you want to do?" Emperor Wu asked.

No one answered, only the sound of the flute remained.

As the sound of the flute continued to sound, a scalp-numbing rustling sound gradually came, like the sound of countless crowded insects crawling around. A trace of sullenness flashed across Emperor Wu's face, and he asked loudly :"What are you doing?"

The rustling sound became louder and louder, even drowning out the sound of the flute.

He met Emperor Wu's panicked eyes, and looked back with a slight smile. At the same time, a group of four-legged insects rushed out from behind He Cuiyi, and quickly crawled towards the place where his hands were clasped. The wrist stopped.

Emperor Wu's eyes were bloodshot, and he looked at He Chuiyi in disbelief, the shocking anger in his eyes was full of monstrous aura.

"He Chuiyi, stop for me!"

The four-legged worm began to eat the flesh between the wrists, He Chuiyi stopped playing, and shook his head without changing his face: "I can't stop, I bet my whole life on it."

With his firm and calm appearance, he stabbed Emperor Wu like a soft poisonous needle, but that needle pierced the heart accurately.

What Emperor Wu hated deeply was that He Chuiyi was always like this, stabbing people to pieces with soft needles.

"He Chuiyi, do you think you can offset the past with one hand?"

He Chuiyi's pupils widened in surprise, "Isn't that enough? I still have one."

The four-legged worms seemed to communicate with him, and as soon as the words fell, some of the worms crawled towards the other hand at an extremely fast speed.

At this moment, He Chuiyi felt his hand loosen.

"I'll let you go." There was a slump in his voice, as if he had compromised.

The four-legged worms stopped moving, and blood dripped continuously from their gaps, and the worms fell one after another, sucking up the blood on the ground and the robes.

After sucking the dripping blood, the four-legged worm quickly returned to He Chuiyi's long braid, and disappeared in just a moment. If it weren't for the continuous influx of blood from his wrist, all of this would have seemed like nothing. hallucinations.

Emperor Wu subconsciously wanted to cover his hand, but He Chuiyi quickly retracted it, pressed his hand on the wound, and politely said to Emperor Wu: "You are not joking, please let me go."

Emperor Wu's hand froze in mid-air, he was stunned for a while, then his face darkened, "I will let you go."

"Now." He Chuiyi didn't want to stay for a moment.

"Okay." He lowered his eyes, even though his eyes were full of hostility, He Chuiyi still didn't know anything, and he was secretly happy for this answer.

"Stop." Emperor Wu gave an order, and the carriage stopped.

He Chuiyi stood up immediately, the movement was too big and affected the wound, but he didn't care.Seeing his movements, Emperor Wu's eyes deepened, he hid the emotion in his eyes, sighed and said: "There is no rush to leave, first bandage the wounds on your hands."

Blood had overflowed from He Chuiyi's five fingers, he hesitated for a moment, and Emperor Wu said again: "Don't worry, I will do what I say."

He Cuiyi hesitated, and Emperor Wu directly pulled him back, saying in a doting tone: "Okay, don't make things difficult for yourself."

He Cuiyi followed his movements and sat back on the soft couch. Seeing him bring a box, he took out a small porcelain bottle and a stack of white cloth from the box. He bent down and said with a gentle smile, "Let go of your hands."

He Chuiyi was startled when he heard his voice, and let go of his hand.

Emperor Wu lowered his head and carefully sprinkled the white powder in the porcelain bottle on his wound. During this period, He Cuiyi stared blankly at the top of his head, wondering what he was thinking.

"Does it hurt?" Emperor Wu raised his head suddenly, their eyes collided, He Chuiyi frowned and looked away, shook his head and said, "It doesn't hurt."

Emperor Wu smiled at him in relief, lowered his head and blew on his wound, and then carefully bandaged it up, telling him, "The wound is quite deep. After you leave, you must find a doctor to bandage it up again."

He Cuiyi suddenly withdrew his hand, with an indescribable indifference between his brows, "Thank you, I'm leaving."

Emperor Wu smiled wryly, "Why are you in a hurry? Why did you leave with blood all over your body?" After finishing speaking, he walked to the wooden basin, soaked the handkerchief again, and then returned to He Chuiyi, carefully and gently rubbed his skin Wipe off the blood on it.

"Go to the cabinet and change your clothes."

He Chuiyi took his clothes silently, got up and limped towards the cabinet, when he came out after changing, Emperor Wu had already packed a bulging baggage for him.When he saw the dark red flute tied to the bundle, he frowned: "I don't want the flute."

Emperor Wu put the burden into his arms, "If I give it to you, I can't return it."

Knowing that Emperor Wu would not take it back easily, He Chuiyi had no choice but to nod in agreement.

He carried the burden on his back and bowed to Emperor Wu: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for not killing me. No matter what happened, it's over. Let me take my leave."

"Let's go."

Pushing open the door, he stepped on the edge of the carriage and paused for a moment. Emperor Wu saw it. He stepped forward and grabbed He Cuiyi's waist and jumped off the carriage. After landing, he immediately let go of his hand: "This is not far from Luozhou City. You ..."

"I know how to go."

"OK then."

"Farewell."

He Cuiyi passed him and walked towards the road where the carriage came. There was no movement behind him for a long time. He Cuiyi looked back and found that Emperor Wu was staring at him, his expression seemed a little...sad. Seeing He Cuiyi, he immediately stopped From the sadness that was inadvertently revealed, he put on a smile instead.

For some reason, He Chuiyi felt heavy in his heart. He took off the flute from his bag and tied it around his waist. He was dissatisfied after a while, so he took it off and held it in his hand.

It can be seen from his every movement that he likes this flute very much.

Not only the flute, but he also likes this dress very much.Lined with white clothes, with a red mandarin jacket and bloomers outside, a pair of red cloth shoes under bare ankles, and a cape over his shoulders, these are all his favorite clothes, and the emperor really knows him very well.

He Cuiyi's figure disappeared from sight, Emperor Wu took off the disguise on his face, and those eyes were covered by endless hostility in an instant.

He Chuiyi walked for a long time, but still did not reach Luozhou City, but the wound on his leg hurt badly, he found a quiet place to rest, maybe because he was too tired, he leaned against the stone wall and gradually fell asleep.

Half asleep and half awake, He Cuiyi vaguely felt cold water droplets hitting his body, and then, a burst of warm breath approached, as if someone had covered him with something, preventing the water droplets from intruding.

He opened his eyes dimly. With the faint light from the outside world, he saw a pair of eyes like hungry wolves. The emotion in those eyes made He Chuiyi wake up instantly. When he looked again, he saw only one A worried face.

"Are you okay? Can you stand up?" He covered He Chuiyi's head with his coat, but he was exposed to the drizzle.

He Chuiyi stared at him blankly, and said dumbly, "Why are you here?"

He was already drenched from top to bottom, and the rain kept sliding down his cheeks, some of which fell on his long eyelashes, forcing him to squint his eyes.Although he looked embarrassed, there was a sense of shock pouring into his heart, like a majestic mountain and river covered by heavy rain, with a chilling and poignant feeling.

He Cuiyi heard the sound of rain penetrating in his ears, and couldn't recover for a while.

"Sorry, I was negligent. You are so seriously injured, how could you walk back to Luozhou City on foot." Emperor Wu squeezed his lips guiltily, and stroked He Chuiyi's face with his extremely cold hands that were soaked in rain, " Are you ok?"

He Chuiyi just looked at him without blinking, and didn't talk to him. Emperor Wu lowered his eyes and said, "Don't worry, I'm not chasing you to take you back."

After finishing speaking, his body shivered involuntarily, He Chuiyi turned his head, and said as if resigned to his fate: "First find a place to hide from the rain."

"it is good!"

He helped He Chuiyi up, and He Chuiyi took off his cloak without saying a word, "Put it on."

Emperor Wu's eyes lit up, and he nodded cautiously: "Thank you."

He put on the cloak, took He Chuiyi a little into his arms, and propped up his coat with both hands, covering the heads of the two of them.

He Chuiyi looked at him in surprise, and he explained: "It's warmer this way."

The two found a cave nearby, and at that time, the sky completely sank.

He Cuiyi was barely wet. He watched Emperor Wu find two bundles of straw in the dark and spread them on the ground. He asked He Cuiyi to sit first, and he found a few sticks to make a clothesline, and took off his soaked clothes. , wrapped in He Chuiyi's cloak and sat beside him.

"Are your clothes wet?"

The faint moonlight shone on Emperor Wu's face, He Chuiyi sighed imperceptibly, shook his head, and said, "I have clothes in my bag, you should change them first."

Emperor Wu said: "No need."

"Are you sleepy? Sleep overnight, and tomorrow I will send you to Luozhou City."

Now it's cold, he is only wrapped in a cloak, the color of his lips has changed due to the cold, seeing him avoid the seriousness, He Chuiyi sighed again, took out all the change of clothes in the bag, and said to Emperor Wu: "Lie down. "

Emperor Wu didn't ask much, and lay down docilely. In the darkness, He Chuiyi only saw a pair of bright eyes looking at him.He covered Emperor Wu with his clothes, and leaned against the wall in a thin coat. After waiting for a while, Emperor Wu didn't see him lying down, and asked aloud, "Aren't you sleeping?"

"I am not sleepy."

"Then aren't you cold?"

"not cold."

After a long time, no sound was heard, He Chuiyi closed his eyes and fell asleep, and heard a disappointed voice say: "I'm cold."

His voice was very small, and it came to He Chuiyi's ears very clearly in the silent cave.

He Cuiyi frowned and sighed, "Emperor, I'm not him, at least not the one you remember."

Emperor Wu was so cold that his consciousness was blurred, and his answer was incoherent: "I...know...but..."

He Chuiyi remained indifferent, until Emperor Wu's breathing became steady, and he slowly stood up from the corner.

With the help of the faint light, he tied the cloak and put all other things beside Emperor Wu's pillow, only holding the flute in his hand.

Just as he was about to turn around and leave, a big cold palm grabbed his left hand suddenly. He Cuiyi instinctively wanted to struggle, but he was pulled forward violently by him, and his body fell uncontrollably on top of Emperor Wu.

"What are you doing?" He Chuiyi said angrily.

After a long while no one responded, he frowned and saw that Emperor Wu was still soundly asleep.

He Cuiyi struggled to grab his hand, but he seemed to feel some kind of warmth, he hugged He Cuiyi's waist sideways, and locked him firmly in his arms, his bone-cold body completely covered He Cuiyi's back superior.

He Cuiyi gradually gave up struggling, and the moment he stopped, the eyes on top of his head slowly opened in the darkness.

want to go?It's not that easy.