Yuanzhong poultry

In the end, Yu Bai failed to help Zhao Jun choose—one because he didn’t dare, and the other is...

No two.Facing the sky full of bright clouds and clouds, Yu Bai told himself that it was only because he couldn't.He is just a meager retainer, how dare he point fingers at Zhao Jun's posthumous affairs?Not to mention picking a noble girl from the capital to be the queen.If this matter gets out, he and the Yu family will probably be drowned by the spittle of the officials.

As for the lingering and secretive kisses in the afternoon, the almost ambiguous intimacy, and even the way of getting along beyond the way of monarchs and ministers or even confidants, and the sachet that symbolizes what it means—Yu Bai looked at the sun that was gradually setting in the west, and the last trace of warmth in his body returned to the sky.

The Yu Bai in this palace is not Yu Bai, but a person who has lost the most critical memory of two years.

He can be sure that his relationship with Zhao Jun is definitely not the kind of "confidant" he said.On the one hand, Zhao Jun pampered and cherished him in every possible way, and even stood in front of him when the assassin's sword came, which is indeed worthy of his gratitude in return, but what if all this is based on lies?

Yu Bai was startled into a cold sweat by his terrifying conjecture.There was almost no reason for this idea to come up, but it swept through his whole body like a storm in just a moment.

Zhao Jun...Yu Bai shook his head, thinking that he might be thinking too much.For a person like Zhao Jun who was killed in the battle to seize the heirloom, what he cares most about is his family, the country, the world, and the change of power. How could he spend so much thought on such an insignificant person?

Thinking of this, Yu Bai calmed down a little.The medicine that Yu Qingcong was given had a sleeping effect, and he soon fell into a deep sleep.

……

He dreamed of Yu Wan.

"Ah Bai?" After a two-year separation, Yu Wan still had the appearance in his memory, with bright eyes and white teeth, long hair in half curly hair, and a blue dress like a pretty lotus on a rainy day.

Yu Wan gently stroked his hair: "How have you been in the past two years? No one in the capital bullied you, right?"

Ordinary people don't know that they are guests in their dreams, and they are greedy for a while, but Yu Bai knows very clearly that this is just a dream.He only has one foot in the dream, and the other foot is still stuck in the reality, so he tore and wanders in the gap between dream and reality, enjoying the joy of leaving eventually.

He watched the magnificent palace turn into the humble house where he lived alone when he was a teenager, and the peach blossoms that were shining like clouds in spring turned into tall and tough white birches in the desert.

At this time, my sister should be married, right?I don't know if my brother-in-law treats my sister well.Yu Bai was in a daze and didn't have time to ask, only to hear Yu Wan's voice gradually fade away: "The imperial city is also a prison, and fame will eventually come to naught. Ah Bai, sister hopes you will be happy."

Yu Bai wondered: "Sister?"

Like a verdict, he was the only one left in the dream.Yu Bai looked around for a while, and suddenly saw a colorful little thing under his feet.

... It was the sachet that Zhao Jun asked him to embroider somehow.

Yu Bai stared at the little thing, and before he could lose his temper, the scene in front of him had changed drastically. Zhao Jun stood behind him lingeringly, with peach pollen in one hand and a rouge box in the other, trying to smear him on his face. Daub: "Ah Bai?"

——waking up from a dream.

Yu Bai sat up suddenly, the first thing he saw was the sewing basket thrown by the bed.

He stared at the damn sewing basket for a long time, then kicked it hard, hating that he didn't have enough swear words in his mind to scold that dog emperor surnamed Zhao bloody.

Hell, the savior, he saw that the dog emperor was in good health, and he was proficient in all kinds of make-up techniques, so why did he block a sword for him and was seriously injured and dying, so he is still alive and kicking and touching him?Not even in the dream... not even in the dream to let him talk to his sister properly!

The wooden table fell to the ground, tea cups and porcelains were smashed on the floor, and the needles and threads that had been straightened soon turned into balls, which looked quite like the masterpiece of the little lion cat.Yu Bai stared at the poor little sachet hidden in the colorful silk thread, endured and endured, picked it up full of humiliation and threw it into the drawer.

Outside the door, Li Dehai listened to the movement and secretly wiped his sweat.

Before he came, Zhao Jun was in a good mood.

Thinking about it, the little brat who took a few pictures of beauties and a few words of capital gossip became sour. By the way, let him reflect on what he has done these days, and change his old-fashioned thinking that can't be straight anymore. Kill two birds with one stone.

If this trend continues, Yu Bai will become his pocket sooner or later.Zhao Junzhi was approving the papers with satisfaction, seeing the picture of sending beauties and looking forward to him accepting the empress and concubine, the fine ministers were quite pleasing to the eye.

Naturally, correspondingly, Yu Bai's temper will not be so gentle and gentle at this time.But what did that matter to him?As for Yu Bai's temper that was on the verge of exploding—naturally, Eunuch Li, an outstanding practitioner in the harem, would bear it for him.

"I've met Mr. Yu." Li Dehai lowered his eyebrows and said, "Your Majesty has been waiting for you for a long time, so come with this old slave."

As soon as Yu Bai finished kicking the table, he heard the maid announce that Eunuch Li was coming, and his breath got stuck in his throat, neither advancing nor retreating.Facing Li Dehai's wrinkled smiling face, no matter how angry he was, he couldn't lose his temper, so he could only say stiffly: "It's getting late, what is your majesty's order?"

Li Dehai led the way slowly, pushed open the door of the back hall for him, and replied as always, "Your Majesty's Sacred Heart, how dare this old slave speculate, you will know when the young master goes."

The layout of Qian'an Hall is divided into front and rear halls. The magnificent and bright hall gradually comes to an end, and the light gradually dims, as if wisps of fragrance are coming from it.

There is no such place in Yu Bai's memory - he stopped in his tracks.

Li Dehai turned back and smiled, "Master?"

Yu Bai suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, and followed with a smile: "Your Majesty is inside?"

"Yes." Li Dehai secretly marveled.He is an old fox who has become a master in the palace, and he is best at watching people's eyes. Seeing that Mr. Yu's face was ugly when he went out, as if a mountain rain was about to come, now he is calm as if nothing happened.

It's a good material for the officialdom, but it's a pity.

Li Dehai shook his head secretly, and bowed to open the last door for Yu Bai: "Please, my lord."

The author says:

A bit boring transition chapter