After rebirth I became the tyrant's little white lotus

"I don't want to see you these days, and don't come to me. I want to be quiet."

These were the last words that Bai Miao left to Emperor Wu that day, and then the silver-haired boy was bathed in white light and disappeared in front of Emperor Wu.

At that moment, Tu Xiuting suddenly hated himself for being powerless and irritable - he was the one who messed up everything.

He knew that his Miaomiao was angry, so he endured the longing and darkness in his heart, and obediently waited in the Dayin Palace. While instructing the palace people to rebuild the Wuji Palace, he counted the days and waited for the time, wanting to see him immediately. Bai Xiao.

One day, two days...

In the past few days, the servants in the Dayin Palace lived under the low pressure of Emperor Wu every day, and the entire palace was full of oppressive atmosphere. The palace people didn't even dare to show any joy, because they knew—— His Majesty the Emperor Dayin seems to have lost his treasure.

Because of Emperor Wu, the Wuji Palace has been turned into ruins. At this moment, the palace people are carrying objects to rebuild. As for Emperor Wu, he is sitting barefoot on a broken wall, and the clothes on his body are still the same as that day. Embarrassed and decadent.

"Your Majesty, why don't you eat something!" Li Fuquan said with a low waist, and there were several exquisite snacks on the tray in his hand, but he didn't attract the man's attention at all.

Emperor Wu, who was sitting blankly, had his eyes empty and put his hands on his knees.The clothes on his body had completely dried out in the cold wind of late autumn, and even the cold weather could not withstand the anger of Emperor Wu's inner strength.

The bloodstains from the man's feet were filled in the mud. It was a coincidence that shortly after the day Bai Miao left in anger, there was a torrential rain, which dispersed the dust and wet the traces of the past. In the mud, the dead grass rustled, the wind blew, and the sky suddenly thundered, shooting out a silver light in the night.

After Bai Miao left, Emperor Wu sat on the ruined wall, neither eating nor drinking, only relying on his internal strength to maintain his voice.

When the rain comes, he doesn't hide; when the umbrella comes, he doesn't move; when people come, he ignores it, as if everything outside has nothing to do with him.

"Your Majesty, your little Highness won't be comfortable seeing you!"

Li Fuquan was earnest, and he also knew that His Majesty must have done it this time, which caused His Highness to run away from home. After all, he, Li Fuquan, has been serving him for the past two years, but he can see clearly. He said that it was Emperor Wu. Petting Your Highness, but in fact it is Emperor Wu who is pampered and obeyed!

On the surface, Bai Miao was held in the palm of Emperor Wu's hand, but inside, it's not because His Highness has a good temper and is willing to follow Emperor Wu's possession and control, otherwise, how can ordinary people bear it?

Li Fuquan had followed Emperor Wu for many years, and knew his majesty's character, so the conflict happened a few days ago, although he was surprised, it was expected.

When Tu Xiuting heard the words "Little Highness", he suddenly reacted—his body froze slightly, and his ears trembled under his long hair.

Li Fuquan saw that there was something going on, so he continued: "Your Majesty, I don't know what kind of quarrel you have with your highness, but no matter what, your highness would never want to see you like this! Otherwise, your highness never I will always tell my servants to prepare medicinal meals for you."

Bai Miao knew that Emperor Wu was powerful, and he also knew that Emperor Wu had many hidden wounds from the past, so he used his demonic power to warm and nourish the man's body, and at the same time asked Li Fuquan to let the imperial dining room prepare health-preserving ingredients. a good body.

And this is also the root cause of Bai Miao's anger that day - he cared about Emperor Wu's body and well-being, but Emperor Wu was not like this, so let me ask, what is Bai Miao's past efforts on Emperor Wu's body?

At this moment, upon hearing Li Fuquan's words, Emperor Wu opened his dry lips, his voice was also very stiff, hoarse because he hadn't drank water for a long time, it was like iron scraping against each other, harsh but pitiful, "Miao Miao, will you return?"

After a pause, the man said to himself: "Yes, yes, he said he just wanted to be quiet for a while, and he will come when he feels better in a few days..."

"Your Highness will come back." Li Fuquan sighed silently. He thought it would be good for the two of them to have such a conflict once. After all, there are always hidden dangers in the relationship that has never experienced any quarrel, especially when it is two extremes like Emperor Wu and Bai Miao. A man of character, "Your Highness has you in his heart, this time he is just angry. If His Majesty doesn't take care of himself, does His Majesty think that His Majesty will be in a good mood when he comes back?"

On the day Bai Miao left, Emperor Wu sat for more than two days again, neither eating nor drinking, not speaking, no matter how strong his body was, he couldn't hold on.

Tu Xiuting spread his fingers, then picked up a piece of snack and put it in his mouth, while chewing carefully, he said in a low voice: "Yes, we can't make Miao Miao unhappy..."

Seeing that Emperor Wu finished eating a few pieces of snacks, Li Fuquan hurriedly called someone to tidy up the clothes and prepare shoes and socks for Emperor Wu. , needs to be cleaned up!"

"Yes!"

The palace people got busy again.

Not far away, Ye Qi leaned on a tree and asked, "Do you know where the little Highness went?"

"I don't know." Qi Zhong knew Bai Miao's identity, so he really couldn't guess the position of His Highness at this moment.

"The word love is difficult to understand!" Ye Qi shook his head, leaned against the tree and closed his eyes to fall asleep.

Qi Zhong looked at the busy palace people, and his eyes fell on Emperor Wu - he felt that in this world, the person His Royal Highness would never give up was Emperor Wu.

It's just that His Majesty himself didn't seem to notice it, so he pushed the little Highness away...

Qi Zhong withdrew his gaze, and said silently: "The authorities are confused, but the bystanders are clear."

On the outskirts of the imperial city, in a mountain forest, the branches of the autumn trees have become dry, with dark and light brown scattered everywhere, and there is no trace of green, only the dead leaves that have burned their lives are piled up on the ground, turning into The nutrients of the soil are corroded bit by bit as the days go by.

On top of a huge banyan tree, bare branches!Powerful and powerful, it winds up like a dragon, and in the center of the branch is a young man lying on his side, with shining silver hair, hanging down on the branch like a flowing galaxy, blown by gusts of autumn wind.

This person is Bai Miao.

After disappearing from the Dayin Palace that day, Bai Miao was aimless, and finally stopped in the woods in the outer suburbs, found a giant tree and leaned on it.

Different from Emperor Wu's not eating or drinking, Bai Miao, who is close to nature by nature, got the fruits from the little squirrels around him after lying down for a long time. The squirrel froze.

After that moment of anger passed, Bai Miao also calmed down. He really needed some alone time so that he could think and reflect on the problems between him and Emperor Wu—from the very beginning, perhaps the relationship between him and Emperor Wu There are contradictions, but everything is hidden by love, and one day those things will explode, it just depends on when.

Gently stroking the soft fur of the small animal, Bai Miao squinted her eyes, leaned her head on the branch, her bare feet dangled outside the tree branch, even if it was blown by the autumn wind, she couldn't attract it. The owner cares.

Bai Miao didn't tell anyone where he was, all he wanted right now was silence.

"Really... love, it's so difficult..."

He closed his eyes and muttered, the rising sun sprinkled on his eyelids, which wiped away the original coldness of autumn.

In the almost stingy warmth, Bai Miao relaxed her mind and gradually fell asleep.

Perhaps it was because he hadn't had a dream for a long time, but it was rare for Bai Miao to see someone else in his dream today - an old man.

The old Taoist in the dream still looked familiar to Bai Miao, with gray hair and white eyes covering his eyes, and his handsome face when he was young, even when he was old, his face was sharp and angular, but the patterns on it were somewhat scary, Ghosts and handsomeness have also become the gap between one thought.

Even though the old Taoist face is covered with wrinkles, his back is always straight, without the appearance of an old man at all.

In the dream, Lao Dao stood in front of Bai Miao alive.

"you……"

Bai Miao opened her mouth, feeling a little strange about this scene.

"Come here." The old Taoist seldom calls Bai Miao's name, no, as far as Bai Miao's memory is concerned, it seems that there are very few of them. Rather than using intimate titles, the old Taoist seems to prefer to use simple "you" and "I" " to replace all relationships.

In front of the old Taoist, Bai Miao is still well-behaved.

A hand with a familiar temperature landed on Bai Miao's hair, "Why did you become like this?"

"I have demon power, and now I have become very powerful." Bai Miao showed off like a child like a veteran.

There is no warmth in the old man's white eyes, but the corner of his tight mouth is slightly raised after feeling the young man's joy, subtle but rare, "It's worth my trouble..."

"What?" Bai Miao was puzzled.

"Nothing," the old Taoist stopped talking, and suddenly asked, "Do you love him?"

At first, Bai Miao thought that the old man was hiding something from him, but when he heard the old man's sudden question, his face still turned red, and his voice became like a mosquito, very small: "Love, love... ..."

"How many points out of ten?"

Bai Miao blinked, although she didn't know why the old Taoist in the dream was so gossip, she still answered honestly, "If you are very satisfied, you will be full of love."

After listening to the young man's answer, the old man was silent for a long time, and then the smile on his lips disappeared, and he said in a low voice, "It's really cheap for him..."

"What?" Bai Miao always felt that something was wrong, as if her eyes were covered by a layer of tulle, but she couldn't see the established truth clearly.

"It's nothing." The old man touched the boy's hair again:

"It's nothing, as long as you live happily..."

"I have everything..."