After rebirth I became the tyrant's little white lotus

Tu Xiuting's eyes narrowed slightly, and a cold light flashed by. He knew how impenetrable the palace of Dayin was, but he also knew the truth that there are people outside the people and there is a sky outside the sky. What bad people did.

At the moment when such a thought arose, Tu Xiuting was not out of anger at being offended by others, Long Wei, but a wave of fear—there is only his little lotus in the Wuji Hall, if that villain touches his "Miao Miao", What can I do?

Thinking of this, Tu Xiuting frowned, and immediately went forward to hold the bottle in his hand, and lowered his eyes to carefully check whether his white jade lotus was hurt.

Bai Miao moved the petals uneasily, thinking that he had been discovered by Emperor Wu, he couldn't help feeling guilty.

But at the next moment, Emperor Wu's whisper made him feel relieved and shy - only to hear Tu Xiuting's deep voice sounded slowly, with a trace of unease that was hard to detect: "Fortunately, you are fine..."

Bai Miao's heart twitched, feeling a little sour, and even felt a warm current flowing in her body.

"Huh?" Tu Xiuting raised his hand and touched Bai Miao's petals. After the panic in his heart dissipated, he realized that the bottle became lighter and there was less spring water in it.

He raised his voice: "Li Fuquan, bring the spring water!"

"Yes!" Li Fuquan, who was guarding the door, did not dare to delay at all. After all, no one in the palace knows that His Majesty Chengwu's favorite is his white jade lotus plant that was offered to Liguo!

"But the water is not enough? I should send someone to find some clear spring water in the deep mountains and big marshes..." When facing the little lotus, Tu Xiuting couldn't help but say a few words.

After re-changing the water for the white jade lotus in the bottle, Emperor Wu put the vase on the bedside, and he turned around and walked to the hanger, carefully observing the wetness on the dragon robe.

Taking off the crown on his head, Emperor Wu casually pulled out the silver hairpin that was used as a fixation on the hairpin, and gently brushed across the traces on the dragon robe.

"Is it non-toxic..."

Tu Xiuting pursed his lips, touched the wetness on his clothes with his fingertips, and sniffed lightly on the tip of his nose.

A light sweetness that seemed to be washed away by water rushed into his nostrils, but this smell was strangely familiar, but in an instant, a strange thought popped up in Tu Xiuting's heart.

He lowered his eyebrows calmly, and from the corner of his eye, he looked at the happy little lotus on the bedside, and a subtle smile flashed in his dark pupils.

That's right, apart from his "Miao Miao", who else can move freely in the Wuji Hall...

But, why do you want to hide it from yourself?

The smile in Tu Xiuting's eyes dissipated, and instead became gloomy again. He twirled the wet fabric of the dragon robe with his fingers, then pecked at the petals of Bai Miao lightly, turned and walked to the imperial study.

As for Bai Miao, who was secretly observing Emperor Wu, was suddenly half red by the "sneak attack" petals, and seeing Emperor Wu turn around and leave, he was still secretly glad in his heart, thinking that he had successfully disguised once.

Over there, Tu Xiuting made a gesture as soon as he came out of the Wuji Hall, and the next moment, the masked black guard half-kneeled and landed behind Emperor Wu.

Compared with the other hidden guards, this person has a red ribbon on his skirt - his name is Qi Zhong, he is Ye Qi's chosen heir, if he is properly trained, he is very likely to take over the palace in the future As for the position of the leader of the dark guard, as for Ye Qi, he had to manage the Nightmare Dragon Guard wholeheartedly.

"In the next few days, you will be secretly watching the Wuji Hall, and report to me if you have any movements."

"Yes."

Tu Xiuting's eyes were deep, he looked at the furnishings in the Wuji Hall, then turned and went to the Imperial Study Room.

He got angry and decided not to bring the little lotus when revising the memorial today.

Tu Xiuting is very angry these days, because his little lotus has a secret, but secretly hides it from him. Tu Xiuting has never felt this kind of emotion since he was out of limbo—it is sour and astringent, as if it is in his heart Take a breath.

But he can only be angry by himself when he gets angry. As for the person who offended him, Tu Xiuting dare not put his anger on little Lianhua. First, the little guy is very fragile, and second, it is also the most secret emotion in his heart—— He can't bear it!

Therefore, Tu Xiuting, who was annoyed at being concealed, could only spread his anger on the courtiers. It just so happened that in the past few days, people frequently reported the changes of the Wei family in the frontier, which caused Tu Xiuting to smash three sandalwood tables that went to court. The courtiers at the next head were so frightened that they fought and dared not speak more.

And Bai Miao, who was the closest to Emperor Wu every day, also naturally felt the other party's anger, but he couldn't figure out what annoyed the other party, so he could only continue to lie down every day, not even daring to change his form.

In this regard, Tu Xiuting, who had not received any information from the secret guard, was even more emotional. He couldn't help thinking wildly: Is it because he thought too much about everything, but nothing happened at all?Or is little lotus really unwilling to show her clues in front of him?

No matter what the reason was, Tu Xiuting was unwilling to accept it.

Therefore, it was clearly the severe winter, and there was still heavy snow like goose feathers outside the house. Tu Xiuting, who was correcting the memorial indoors, became more and more annoyed as he looked at Bai Miao, who was sleeping comfortably, and felt even more annoyed, so he immediately Throwing away the pen holder, putting on a cloak and calling Li Fuquan to prepare, "Come on, I'm going to the hunting ground!"

Because Emperor Wu was martial by nature and liked to hunt, he built a hunting ground not far from the Dayin Palace as soon as he succeeded to the throne. Although it was not as big as the royal hunting ground in the suburbs, it was better than nothing in the harem, just like The existence of a beast garden can relieve Emperor Wu's boredom. Of course, the hunting ground is also a way for Emperor Wu to vent his emotions.

Here, Bai Miao was drowsy under the influence of the warm earth dragon, while Emperor Wu had already handed over the cloak on his shoulders to Li Fuquan. He walked to the snow-covered hunting ground with only his bare hands in his single clothes embroidered with black dragons. middle.

At this moment, Li Fuquan and other servants could only wait behind the fence, after all, without Emperor Wu's permission, none of them dared to step in.

In the hunting ground, surrounded by mountains and forests, the sky full of white snow fluttered and fell on Emperor Wu's shoulders and hair. His thin skirt was blown by the wind, but he didn't see any signs of fear of the cold.

Emperor Wu had a tyrannical temperament. Oftentimes he did not hunt with bows and arrows, but with his bare hands, using his strong internal force and natural strength to defeat wild beasts.

However, for the emperor's safety, most of the animals in the hunting grounds are wild sheep, wild deer and the like, only occasionally seeing wild wolves, all depends on luck.

Standing outside the fence, Li Fuquan stomped his feet, looked at the sky that was about to turn dark, and felt worried. Emperor Wu had been in for three hours. As a person serving the emperor, he couldn't help feeling worried.

Just when he was in a hurry to send someone in to have a look, a tall figure gradually approached in the vast expanse of white snow.

They didn't see clearly until the figure walked in.

That man was Emperor Wu, and his pure black clothes seemed to become very heavy. A tick-tock crimson liquid fell on the snow, leaving steaming traces. As Emperor Wu approached, It was only then that everyone saw that the other party's body seemed to be soaked in a layer of blood, red and black, sticky and bloody, and the jet-black hair stretched out on the side of the face, half covering the blood on the side of the face.

That smear of blood spread all the way to the end of Emperor Wu's eyes. It was fierce and wild, like an executioner possessed by a demon. His whole body was full of blood, which made people shudder.

In the hands of Emperor Wu, there were several prey tied with a belt, and they couldn't tell what species it was. In short, it was covered with blood, the bones were misplaced, and even the limbs seemed to be missing.

This is Emperor Wu, not a calm and wise emperor in front of Bai Miao, but a real madman with force, the only rein that can hold him is hanging loosely on the branch of a white jade lotus.

But at this moment, none of them found the connection.

Bai Miao felt the strong smell of blood in his drowsiness, he looked around with excitement, and caught a glimpse of a tall shadow.

It is Emperor Wu.

And that strong smell of blood also emanated from Emperor Wu.

Bai Miao took a closer look, only to find that the clothes on the other party's body were almost soaked in blood, and bright red liquid dripped from the hem of the clothes, staining the luxurious carpet on the ground.

Under Emperor Wu's sleeve, there was a severed finger with distinct joints, which was covered with bright red. The scarlet blood fell drop by drop, and then gathered into a pool on the ground. Not far away, there was a corpse of some kind of animal scattered, with broken joints, The broken chest, bloody and bloody, is like a horror scene under the [-]th floor of hell.

Bai Miao was stunned, he suddenly thought that the one in front of him was an emperor, an emperor with the title of "tyrant", his anger would never be digested by himself, but would be vented on other species, It's like the poor guy who can't see the beginning and the end in front of him.

At this moment, Bai Miao's heart was full of fear, but besides the fear, there was also distress, because he knew what Emperor Wu went through when he was a child, and he also knew what made Emperor Wu become like this. Extremely complicated mood.

As soon as Tu Xiuting raised his head, he saw the little lotus with petals crooked, as if he was looking at himself. He froze and felt that even his fingertips were stiff - in the hunting ground, he can wantonly vent his dissatisfaction with the prey , but after returning to the Promise Hall and facing the fragrant little lotus, he suddenly remembered the "Bai Ge" and "Miao Miao" in his dream. No matter which one he was, he didn't want the other party to look at him. Such an unbearable appearance.

He moved his mouth, but didn't think of what to say.

Bai Miao didn't like this kind of blood and blood, nor did he like the cruelty of Emperor Wu's actions. How innocent animals are on the ground, but they have to suffer because of the emperor's anger?But the current Bai Miao can't do anything, "When the emperor was angry, he laid down millions of corpses", when he really faced this point, he still had a sense of unreality in his heart.

For a while, one person and one flower were silent, and finally it was Li Fuquan's voice that broke the silence: "Your Majesty, my servant will clean up for you."

Tu Xiuting looked at the mess beside him, and nodded expressionlessly: "Take it."

After tidying up, Tu Xiuting, who came out of the bath again, changed into clean obscene clothes, and sat on the arhat couch. He propped his head up and looked at the little lotus that he had placed in front of the table, and helplessly raised his hand to touch the tender lotus. petals.

The moment his fingertips touched the petals, Tu Xiuting felt that all the suppressed anger in his heart had been vented. It seemed that every time he faced the little lotus, he would calm down unconsciously.

At this moment, all the servants in the Wuji Hall retreated. Emperor Wu touched Bai Miao's stamen with his fingertips, and his lips slightly raised an arc: "What do you think I should do with you..."

As long as you don’t go crazy—Of course, Bai Miao just complained in his heart, he gently curled Emperor Wu’s fingers with flower petals, as if to comfort him, even the fragrance of the surrounding flowers was intentionally made by Bai Miao It becomes mellow and rich.

Tu Xiuting felt it, and his heart felt warm, even a little sweet.

Looking at the little lotus flower swaying in front of his eyes, Tu Xiuting gently kissed the petals, his voice was so low that Bai Miao could hear it clearly: "I am so old, the first time I compromised was to a flower. ..."

Yes, when Bai Miao's petals rolled onto Emperor Wu's finger, the anger in Tu Xiuting's heart had long since dissipated without a trace. He thought it was okay, even if the little lotus was hiding something from him, it didn't matter, he believed One day, he will know everything for himself.

The anger of Emperor Wu who was alone ended, and after that day, he and Bai Miao resumed their daily routines, but in secret, Emperor Wu still waited for Qi Zhong to bring him good news, but this day did not last long.

About three or four days later, one afternoon, Emperor Wu went to the imperial study to discuss matters with the courtiers, and Bai Miao felt the fullness of demonic power in his body, and even a sense of fullness. He knew that he might not be able to bear it today. out of shape.

So soon, a white jade lotus flower dyed with shimmering light fell on Emperor Wu's Dragon Tower, and the light dissipated for a while, and the naked boy with silver-white long hair landed on the dark bedding.

At this moment, Qi Zhong, who was hiding on the beam of the Wuji Hall, almost stared out, but he only closed his eyes and ears for a moment. If he hadn't adhered to the principles of the dark guard and held his breath, he might be able to do so in the next moment. expose their own existence.

And Bai Miao was born as a demon, no matter how bad he is, he can still feel that there is an extra person in the palace, but he also guessed that the other person should be sent by Emperor Wu, so he doesn't have any troubles in his heart, but he can't help but think wildly in his mind—— What would Emperor Wu do when he knew he could change form?

However, Bai Miao is not afraid that Emperor Wu will hurt him at all. After all, those experiences in the dream are the traces of their life together. Even if the Emperor Wu in the dream is different, those emotions will not change easily. Bai Miao still has a slight expectation in his heart for the frank meeting in the future.

He just didn't know that he, who had only appeared in dreams, suddenly stood in front of Emperor Wu, what would happen to the other party?

Thinking like this, Bai Miao's eyes suddenly fell on the dragon robe hanging on the hanger.

The dragon robe that was wet by him last time seemed to be put away by Emperor Wu, anyway, he never saw it again, but today this one is no longer bright yellow, but a dragon shape dyed by thick ink on the white robe It is said that it is a new trend in the imperial capital recently. The touch of ink is very free, and many princes and nobles like it. And this one of Emperor Wu was also newly made by the people of Yuyifang following the trend. of.

Bai Miao thought that he would soon be discovered to be able to change form anyway, so he might as well not do it all the time, and take this opportunity to "make trouble" and it would be considered broken.

So Bai Miao directly wrapped the quilt that Longtao put on himself, lifted the bottle containing spring water with one hand, and grabbed the cloth that kept slipping on his chest with the other, and walked to the clothes hanger on tiptoe in three or two steps, and put the bottle away without hesitation. He poured all the "foot-washing water" in the bottle, of course, he still remembered to keep a bottom for himself, so as not to feel thirsty when he went back to the bottle.

After finishing the bad work, Bai Miao stepped on the newly replaced carpet with bare feet, the pure white face raised a faint itchy feeling under the feet, which made Bai Miao couldn't help but curl up her toes.

After casually wandering around the Wuji Hall, Bai Miao felt that it was meaningless, and dragged the dark quilt back to the top of the Dragon Tower. After a while, a small white lotus flower appeared, and slowly flew to the side of his bottle. middle.

When Tu Xiuting entered the Wuji Hall after the discussion was over, he found that the quilt on his couch had been turned into a mess, and the dragon robe on the hanger had a wet spot on his lower abdomen.

Tu Xiuting rubbed his chin and chuckled, the anger he had felt in the face of those stupid pig-like subordinates was a little less - this time, his little lotus almost exposed all the obvious traces, isn't it right? Waiting for him to find out?

Thinking of Tu Xiuting in this way, his mood became better, and the unhappiness that was concealed a few days ago seemed to have a new explanation: it was little lotus playing with him!

So Tu Xiuting walked in front of his own white jade lotus, just raised his hand and touched the tender petals, as if he said to himself: "I still have some business to attend to, Qi Zhong, come here."

"Yes." The black-clothed dark guard flashed out, glanced at the lotus with an imperceptible awe, and followed Emperor Wu out of the Wuji Hall.

And Bai Miao looked at the backs of the two lazily, guessing what the other party was going to say in the imperial study.