The daily life of a bereaved salted fish

The Noodle Emperor can do whatever he can, but Yin Wuzhi obviously doesn't dare to recruit him.

With longing, but cautiously: "Let me kiss, Your Majesty, let me kiss."

Jiang Wu didn't want to refuse.

He likes to be kissed by Yin Wuzhi, not the one who likes it terribly, nor the one who feels uncomfortable if he is not kissed, but if Yin Wuzhi is willing to kiss him, if he insists on refusing, it seems like he missed something .

"En." As soon as he agreed, the dense kiss immediately hit him like a rainstorm.

It's just a kiss, I really didn't do anything else too much.

He wrapped Jiang Wu's hair between his fingers, kissed seriously and piously, and rained tears on Jiang Wu's face.

Jiang Wu hugged him with open arms, and Yin Wuzhi buried his face in his shoulders, and it took him a while to calm down.

Jiang Wu recalled the conversation with Qi Hanmiao.

He asked Qi Hanmiao why Yin Wuzhi was not in the palace, and Qi Hanmiao was really embarrassed for a while.

Jiang Wu stuck to him: "Qi Hanmiao, Qi Hanmiao, Qi Hanmiao."

It was also because there was nothing he could do about it, maybe because he felt sorry for Yin Wuzhi, Qi Hanmiao spoke out like a bean.

Yin Wuzhi was kicked out of the palace by the Empress Dowager.

After Jiang Wu lost consciousness that day, Yin Wuzhi didn't care about his life or death at all, and insisted on dragging Zhao Guo to hell.He was arrogant and insane, and he said that Jiang Wu died as soon as he died, and they were going to be buried with him anyway. These remarks really scared the empress dowager and others.

Qi Hanmiao told Jiang Wu: "We all know that His Royal Highness might have been provoked, so the Empress Dowager forbade him to approach His Majesty, and King Dingnan locked him in the mansion."

"Yin Wuzhi, are you really wronged?" Jiang Wu touched his head and said, "What are you thinking, can you tell me?"

"Although I am not your Majesty, but..."

"You are." Yin Wuzhi hugged him tightly, "You are."

He really frightened the empress dowager, and also frightened the empress dowager, including his mother and father, who locked him in Dingnan palace.

Yin Wuzhi also knew that he must look very embarrassed.

When he saw Yao Ji's blood stained the ground, all the memories flooded back in an instant. For a long time, he couldn't tell which life he was in, the one who had lost Jiang Wu and had to go to a high position , the Yin Wuzhi who was looking for immortals, is still the Yin Wuzhi who has lost all his memories, and the one he loves is close at hand, but he can't get any closer.

So even though he missed Jiang Wu and scratched his head, he still let his elders imprison him and didn't go to see him.

He needs time to tidy himself up and turn himself back into that wandering soul Jiang Wu's favorite Yin Wuzhi.

He nestled in his room in a chaotic state, and the worried faces of his parents floated in front of his eyes, sometimes merging with the other two old faces.Everything that was real around him seemed to have turned into a mirror image. He didn't dare to sleep, and would wake up with a start when he fell asleep. When he woke up, he would ask his parents what year and month it is now.

Before Jiang Wu woke up, the Empress Dowager sent someone to visit him. Seeing his appearance, she declined his wish to enter the palace to see Jiang Wu.

But he actually sorted it out very quickly, and within half a month, he re-clarified his position.

He didn't know what he was doing wrong, people around him always thought he was hypocritical, King Dingnan was even worried that he was a ghost, so he ran to hire a ghost exorcist.

He repeatedly reviewed himself, hoping that he could become a little more normal.

But he is also clear that he is like Qiu Wuchen now, no matter what he does, he is a lunatic in the eyes of others.

In fact, it's not that important. Other people's eyes don't matter to him at all.

If Jiang Wu is gone, then nothing matters.

But Jiang Wu was still alive, he might wake up at any time, so he hoped that he could become a little bit normal and less unacceptable.

He felt that he always had to eat Jiang Wu’s leftover food in the past, which seemed disgusting, so he tried not to eat it. He was worried that talking to Jiang Wu would make him discover the secrets in his heart, so he tried to seldom talk to him say.

He couldn't bear to instinctively get close to Jiang Wu.

He misses Jiang Wu so much, skin to skin is the only way he can think of, it can make him feel that he really owns him.

Just hugging him like this, he felt that the other party would disappear at any time.

Jiang Wu didn't continue to correct him, he said: "Grandmother didn't let you get close to me because she thought you didn't care about my life or death, Yin Wuzhi, can you tell me what you're thinking."

no.

It's not that he doesn't care about his life or death.

If possible, he certainly hoped that Jiang Wu could live and be with him forever.

"Don't you want to die?" Yin Wuzhi said, "You say you are a wandering soul, you don't want to live."

This is for the sake of the funeral batch, not for the original body.

Jiang Wu was a little happy: "You are not afraid. If I die, you will not be able to see me."

"It's okay...I'm okay." Yin Wuzhi said: "I'm used to it. Anyway, I will look for you again. If I can look for you once, I can look for you a second time, and a third time...it's okay, I will always find you."

"This world doesn't deserve you, it doesn't deserve you, you don't need to like it, or you don't need to like me in this world... I will find a clean world and take you to live in it in the future."

He didn't care about Jiang Wu's life or death, but he respected Jiang Wu and his idea of ​​not wanting to breathe the air of the same world with those villains.

He is used to not seeing the future, and he is used to looking for the seemingly endless years with that little hope.

It's not that he doesn't care, it's just that he is ready to lose at any time.

It is clear that Jiang Wu wants to die by himself, and he has to pass the responsibility to this world.

Always, everything is someone else's fault.

"I don't dislike this world, and I don't dislike you."

Yin Wuzhi's five fingers penetrated into his hair.

"Whatever you want, I will support you."

"Yin Wuzhi, are you willing to die with me?"

"I am willing."

His answer was very soft, not thoughtful, and not too decisive, as if he asked if you eat, and he answered me.

Naturally.

Sangpi suddenly doubted the joy of death for the first time: "You, yes."

"I am willing."

"I'm not Jiang Wu."

"I'm not Yin Wuzhi either." Yin Wuzhi stood up and looked at him, and said, "I liked you when I had no memory, and my liking you has nothing to do with that Jiang Wu, I just like you for no reason , you have no right to say that I like him, and you have no right to say that you are not Jiang Wu to prevent me from liking you or resisting accepting me."

Sangpi pulled his hair, and Yin Wuzhi got shorter.

"If we're dead, you won't be able to touch me."

"It's good to see you, it's good to know that you exist."

"Then, have you thought about disappearing, have you thought about it, and no longer exist?"

Yin Wuzhi's face twitched, "No."

"I can't bear to forget you."

Jiang Wu pursed his lips and said, "You still think about your majesty the emperor."

Yin Wuzhi frowned.

"I haven't died before, how do you know that you can't bear to forget me, the one you can't bear to forget is your majesty the emperor."

He muttered slowly, with a bit of resentment floating on his lifeless face.

Yin Wuzhi couldn't help kissing him, and he let go after a while.

"You are my Emperor."