Sick Beauty Plays the System [Quick Transmigration]

On the day of the Moon Festival, Wei Hanyue commanded Wei Suwen to spear fish in the river. The two played wildly by the river for a day, and when they returned with the moon, they saw that under the plain moon, it was as if covered with frost. Xiao Mingchao.

It seems that young people grow up very fast, and Xiao Mingchao, who was 17 years old, seemed to have changed after only a year.

His stature is obviously taller than when Wei Hanyue left, and his shoulders are also wider, as if he has grown from a boy to a majestic man quickly.

It's just that maybe because of his sharp bones, he looks handsome, but looks a little sickly and gloomy.

The moment Wei Suwen saw him, he hid Wei Hanyue behind him and said, "My minister sees Your Majesty."

That is to say, but the knees are straighter than the scale beam, where is the attitude of the ministers towards the emperor?

Xiao Mingzhao also seemed to turn a blind eye, just looking straight at Wei Hanyue who was protected by his elder brother.

Wei Hanyue patted Wei Suwen on the shoulder and said, "Come on, it's not a scourge."

He walked up to Xiao Mingzhao and said, "Your Majesty is here to take me back to Changjing?"

Xiao Mingchao shook his head and denied it, his voice was hoarse as if he swallowed gravel and said: "I just want to find my brother... After I find it, I will be the person I can entrust, and stay here with my brother forever, okay? ?”

Wei Hanyue was a little surprised, and said with a smirk, "But Wei's family is in Changjing, and my parents are not far away. How can I stay in Peizhou for the rest of my life?"

Xiao Mingzhao said with a light "um": "Then brother... let's go back to Changjing."

This person looked at the head teacher Wei Hanyue and thought of the Yan Lingzheng of the past, the paranoid Yan Lingzheng who woke up after seven years of sleep.

He tugged at Wei Su and asked, "Brother, let's pack up the things and go home?"

Wei Suwen laughed softly, and in front of Xiao Mingchao lifted him up like a child, pointing out: "Okay, I haven't confiscated the dirty pants I changed and washed for the baby last night, don't worry .”

Wei Hanyue: "..."

What kind of wind is it?

Xiao Mingzhao seemed to be stiff when he heard the words, but he just followed behind the two of them without saying a word. Wei Hanyue saw his pupils were dark red, as if soaked in deep red thick blood, and his heart beat for a moment—this person Seeing that Xu De went to the Buddhist temple to copy scriptures.

-

Wei Hanyue has always been concerned about Xiguo's severe punishment and torture to extract confessions, and this time he returned to Changjing, he wanted to correct it.

Stepping into the prison of Dali Temple again, Wei Hanyue felt as if he had passed away.

Fortunately, the structure of Dali Temple Prison in Xiguo is not as tortuous as Dayue's. He is very friendly to Wei Hanyue who has no sense of direction. status.

Chu Zhengfan, the Minister of Dali Temple, was almost sickened by this move. It must be known that the regent left Beijing, and now he can only take charge of the government. However, Wei Hanyue returned to Beijing after a year, and the situation became embarrassing.

Whether Wei Hanyue will be willing to be the head of his officials, or will compete with the emperor for power and continue to be the actual helm of the dynasty, the courtiers really don't know.

But Xiao Mingzhao's reaction was faster than anyone else, as if Wei Hanyue had never left, he chose to give up the power with both hands, and Wei Hanyue was still in charge of military affairs.

So now that Wei Hanyue's presence in person is more frightening than Xiao Mingchao's, Chu Zhengfan was sweating heavily when he saw him walking up and down the prison without saying a word.

Wei Hanyue turned around and found that there were surprisingly few prisoners in this prison. It is said that the number of prisoners should not be limited to this according to the strict code of the Great Breath Law. It should not be the current situation.

He had doubts in his heart, so he also asked, and the formulaic smirk on Chu Zhengfan's face was almost unbearable, and he said: "Your Highness, Your Majesty...hasn't he mentioned it to you?"

Wei Hanyue looked at him and said, "You tell the truth."

Chu Zhengfan said with drooping face: "The death row prisoners in the prison... were all executed by His Majesty."

Wei Hanyue: "?"

"Spring is celebrated, summer is rewarded, autumn is punished, and winter is punished." How can criminals be executed before autumn begins?

Besides...

He pondered for a while and asked, "What does it mean to be "executed by, Your Majesty, Your Majesty"?" "

Chu Zhengfan closed his eyes and gritted his teeth and said, "That's... that's the intention to execute him personally, and King Ning, who was found out a few months ago for selling private salt, recruiting soldiers, and colluding with Xiqiang... was beheaded and killed by His Majesty himself in Tianshun Hall. "

Wei Hanyue fell silent.

The reason why Xiao Mingzhao's eyes turned red like that is the answer - after killing so many people, how can he stay awake?

Fortunately, it was death row prisoners rather than innocents who were killed, otherwise Wei Hanyue might really have to obey the late emperor's will and establish a new emperor.

-

Stepping out of Dali Temple, he saw Xiao Mingzhao standing outside. Wei Hanyue looked at the person in front of him, and felt that he had changed so much that it was really difficult for him to connect him with the young man.

Seeing him standing still, Xiao Mingchao stepped forward, knelt down and wiped the dust on his boots with the cuff of his robe: "Why did you come here? The prison is filthy and dirty, and my brother's body is dirty. What about the skirt?"

Wei Hanyue stretched out his arms and said, "Take me back to Shuhui Hall."

It's dusk now, although the front of Dali Temple is not bustling with people, but there are also many officials who let go of the yamen.

It's fine for the emperor to squat down to shine the regent's shoes. After all, he is nine years younger than the regent, so he should be regarded as a brother and friend, but once Xiao Mingzhao hugs the regent back to his bedroom in front of a large audience, there will be a deep meaning behind it. But it is worth chewing repeatedly.

Xiao Mingzhao couldn't believe it, when he hugged Wei Hanyue, his whole body froze like an elm lump, Xiao Hangu didn't dare to teach others to notice his love, so why not?Except for a few people, he was afraid that his distorted emotions would splash a drop of sewage on Wei Hanyue's Feng Jiyue's life, causing Wei Hanyue to be discussed as having a relationship with his former student.

But why did Wei Hanyue care about these things?The only thing he felt at the moment was that Xiao Mingchao felt a little pathetic.

The two entered Shuhui Hall, Wei Hanyue sat on the Arhat's couch, Xiao Hangu squatted down and took off his boots and socks for him, then he heard him whisper: "Get the ruler."

Although Wei Hanyue didn't go to the Shang's study for a long time, Xiao Mingzhao kept the ruler used back then, and put it in a cage after he ascended the throne.

Wei Hanyue held the ruler in his hand and said, "Kneel down and stretch out your hand."

Xiao Mingzhao knelt neatly, and then the ruler fell down.

Wei Hanyue didn't have much strength in his hand, besides, if he clenched the ruler tightly, it would hurt his hand, so Xiao Mingzhao didn't feel any pain, he just heard Wei Hanyue ask: "Why did you kill someone?"

Xiao Mingzhao said truthfully: "If I can't see my brother, I can't control myself."

Wei Hanyue slapped him again and said, "Death prisoners are limited after all, what will you do when you have no one to kill?"

Xiao Mingchao didn't answer, but said obediently: "I have committed crimes recklessly, brother please punish me."

Wei Hanyue tapped his forearm with a ruler and said, "Roll up your sleeves."

Xiao Mingzhao pursed his lips, seeing Wei Hanyue's insistence, he rolled up his sleeves as he said.

As expected, the familiar, criss-crossing old and new scars reappeared in front of his eyes, Xiao Mingchao didn't hold back his hands, all of them were serious injuries that were deeply visible.

Wei Hanyue slapped the ruler on a new wound that had just healed and was still light in color. Xiao Mingzhao was in pain, but he didn't dare to speak out. Hearing Wei Hanyue's order to fetch the pipa, he hurriedly got up to get it.

Wei Hanyue still played the piece "Huaiyin Pingchu", which is different from the current score, he removed a section of "Chui Da", just like he played in Xiaotong Village many years ago.

After the song ended, Wei Hanyue lifted the brocade quilt, put his bare feet on Xiao Mingzhao's chin, and led him to look up: "Aren't you willing to tell the truth?"

Xiao Mingzhao's heart was almost shattered by the turbulent waves in this song. He looked at Wei Hanyue with heavy eyes, and was finally defeated for the umpteenth time: "Ah Yue."

Parting from Wei Hanyue was the only thing he couldn't bear, so when he was easily abandoned by Wei Hanyue again, the memories were turned upside down in an instant, and the pain, sorrow, sweetness, throbbing, and longing of the past lifetimes came overwhelmingly.

Coupled with the fact that the mechanical voice in his head made merciless belittling and mocking from time to time—even though it always claimed to be Xiao Mingzhao himself, Xiao Mingzhao's self-loathing gradually accumulated in the hopeless waiting day after day, and then It collapses completely when it reaches its limit.

In every life, you can't ask for it, in every life, you can't do anything, in every life, you can't do anything. The heart that has been dissected in Xiao Mingzhao's chest can't bear it at all, and there is no other way but to calm it down with killing and pain.

Wei Hanyue was silent for a while, and called Xiao Ke.

[What's the matter, Yue Zai? 】

[How is the progress bar now? 】

[Still 100%, but the color... the color seems to be redder. 】

【understood. 】

Wei Hanyue put down his toes, stared at Xiao Mingchao who was kneeling in front of him, suddenly his nose felt sour, and he shed tears.

When the latter saw his tears overflowing without warning, big and big ones fell down, he was at a loss immediately, got up and held him on both sides and said: "What's the matter, Ayue? Yes, is it uncomfortable? Is it something I hurt?" Are you out of your mind? Don't scare me, Ah Yue..."

Wei Hanyue's eye circles were so red, he just turned his face away, suppressed his sobs and said, "Xiao Mingchao, I don't want...I don't want you to live like this for me..."

Xiao Ming said repeatedly: "If I don't cry or cry, it's my own fault, I don't blame you, I don't deserve your sadness... Ayue is so good, don't stop for me, because I'm a lunatic, I'm sorry because of you. Leaving and losing control, I dragged you down."

It was difficult for Wei Hanyue to be coaxed, sobbing and whispering: "You mustn't try to lock me up."

"I don't dare anymore, it's because I didn't like Ah Yue," Xiao Mingzhao caressed his wet cheeks, and said distressedly, "I shouldn't think about restricting your freedom."

But in the end it was difficult to calm down, Xiao Mingzhao said in a low voice: "Ayue, will you love me a little?"

Wei Hanyue said softly, "No."

It's impossible to say that it doesn't hurt, but Xiao Mingzhao felt rejoiced when he was sad, and leaned over to kiss Wei Hanyue's tears-soaked lips: "That's good, Ayue... a lunatic, Not worthy of your love."

-

In order to wear earrings that symbolize auspiciousness, Wei Hanyue originally planned to pierc Xiao Mingzhao's ears in advance, but the other party avoided the cold needles in his hand, held his cool hand and said: "I won't fight anymore. I don't have any auspiciousness to ask for, and it doesn't look good when I wear it... I want to see you wear it again, can the regent agree?"

Wei Hanyue pondered seriously for a while, Fang Aojiao said: "Then I will grant your request."

Xiao Mingzhao kissed the back of his hand: "Thank you, Your Highness."

-

When Wei Hanyue became crowned, Xiao Mingzhao was still a child of Huang Jin, but he recalled it again after nine years, but all the details are still vivid.

At that time, Mrs. Wei rubbed ginger slices on Wei Hanyue's earlobe for a long time, which made Wei Hanyue's earlobe hot, swollen and numb. He stabbed hard into the earlobe.

Probably because the earlobe has lost consciousness, and it didn't seem to hurt at that moment, until Mrs. Wei wiped away the small drops of blood dripping from each ear hole on both sides with a silk handkerchief, Wei Hanyue cried out the pain belatedly .

The shout was half true and half false, the Wei family doted on him, so they only cared about coaxing him, no one asked whether he really hurt or not.

Xiao Mingzhao saw that Wei Hanyue was surrounded by people like teardrops, he just thought that the ear piercing must be very painful, so he simply stayed in Lingzhao Palace for the next month.

Wei Hanyue had tea stalks stuck in his ears, and in the first few days it did hurt a bit, Xiao Mingzhao was afraid that no one would be with him when he was feeling bad, so he was inseparable from Wei Hanyue day and night.

The intention was good, but he was a nine-year-old brat, Mr. Wei had a thin skin, and when he was in pain, he would give him a look and said, "Close your eyes."

At this time, Xiao Mingzhao knew that he was going to cry, closed his eyes obediently, held the boy's hand and comforted him old-fashionedly: "Brother is not in pain anymore, it doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt."

-

At that time, it was not yet the age to give birth to Qi Nian, but recalling it now, when the milk jelly-like earlobe was rubbed red and hot, the original small piece of smooth and tender flesh was swollen and swollen, and then it was broken by a sharp weapon. Ruby-like drops of blood poured out... Xiao Mingchao couldn't help but have some animal thoughts.

This reminded him of the time when Wei Suwen's eyes were fixed on Wei Hanyue's body... Maybe it was on the earlobe, did he have the same dirty thoughts as himself?

"What are you dazed for?"

Wei Han shook his five fingers in front of his eyes and said, "Help me see if the skirt door is straight?"

Xiao Mingzhao came back to his senses, and saw that Wei Hanyue had been served by someone and changed into the Zhengbinji suit of tomorrow's Canadian dollar dress, which was specially customized by the Shangfu Bureau according to his dressing habits. The vermilion inner shirt and skirt were covered with black wide-sleeved trousers. He usually wore light-colored clothes, and his appearance was elegant and graceful like a fairy. Now he is wearing such heavy-colored clothes. different.

Xiao Mingzhao stared straight ahead, then fell silent again in a daze, Wei Hanyue was about to remind him to regain his senses, when he saw Xiao Mingzhao's gaze moved down and landed on the hem of his skirt embroidered with plum patterns all over.

In order to look dignified and dignified, this skirt has been made with the highest standard of three feet. If Wei Hanyue sat down at this moment, the skirt could be spread into an umbrella-shaped cloud, and he is a shining and pure flower in the cloud. epiphyllum.

Noticing that Xiao Mingzhao's expression was different, Wei Hanyue's keen intuition drove him to wave his hand and order everyone in the hall to retreat, and then asked confusedly: "Have you been bewitched?"

Indeed, it is no different from Zhongxie.

Xiao Mingchao pulled up the hem of the skirt in a daze. Although Wei Hanyue was dressed formally, his feet were bare, and there were two tender pink ribbons wrapped around his ankles, like thin and tough pink vines, entangled Exquisite calves that look like jade tubes.

The flesh is also pink, all over the dark red finger marks from last night's absurdity, like the moon and clear snow that have been smashed and crumbled, and then covered with rose petals like stickers.

Wei Hanyue saw that the person sitting on the couch was getting closer and closer, full of questions before he could speak, and saw Xiao Mingzhao kneeling on the ground, the wide skirt fluttered and fell like a cloud flag, covering Xiao Mingzhao above the spine.

Wei Hanyue: "..."

Xiao Ke screamed "Meow Meow Meow" in his head.

【Why is he#%^@@$$#& ah ah ah—%@∞#】

Some characters could not be decoded, and the language of the system is malfunctioning.

Wei Hanyue couldn't stand still, half retreated and half fell into the chair.

The petals of the two Xifu crabapples outside the window were picked by naughty children, and the inner petals were discarded. Instead, the outer petals were attached to the bottom of the stamens and put back in a disgraceful way, but the outside ones will be exposed to wind and sun. After all, it is not as soft and delicate as the inner layer, and the rough touch will make the poor crabapple stamen shiver.

The lingtang is frightened and warm, and the cold jade is just blooming.The tip of the pavilion is covered with frost, the Linglong Tower shakes, there is a sound of Qiang Guan, and the powder falls rustlingly.

-

Wei Hanyue almost failed to get up at the moment of confirmation.

Xiao Mingzhao knew that he was needy last night, so he knelt on the washboard and said that he could add more clothes in another day, but was smashed all over his head by the angry Wei Meiren.

Waiting on Wei Hanyue to dress neatly, only the Sparrow Feather South Pearl earrings were still in the dowry, Xiao Mingzhao took it out, leaned close to Wei Hanyue's ear, looked for the small hole, pinched the soft earlobe, and put the needle on it. Embedded in inch by inch.

The warm air lingered around his ears, and Wei Hanyue's ears were soon reddened, and the earlobe was still locked between Xiao Mingzhao's fingers, and was slightly itchy from the thin calluses. The beast's sharp teeth grabbed the back of the neck with a sense of crisis, and Xiao Mingchao straightened up after a long time, so he frowned and said, "I haven't worn the other one yet."

Xiao Mingchao said in a low voice, "I want to kiss my brother's ear."

Wei Hanyue: "..."

Xiao Mingchao was smashed all over his head again.

-

The wind is drooping and the sun is shining, and the palace merchants are immersed in Shaoxing.

Xiao Ming wore a crimson gauze robe and knelt in front of Wei Hanyue. Wei Hanyue took off his empty cape, and said loudly: "On the auspicious day of the lunar month, we will start to add yuan clothes. Shoukao Weiqi, to introduce Jingfu."

After saying that, adding the twelve-pronged crown and hairpin tassels, after Xiao Mingzhao put on the uniform that Zhu Zhonglin brought, a mechanical voice suddenly sounded in his head.

[I'm sure it's today, don't you regret it anymore? 】

【Um. 】

Guang Luqing served the wine, and Wei Han read the 搢Wat to receive the wine. He wished: "Sweet and sweet wine are thick, and you can recommend them to make Fang. I will never forget the rest of the sky."

The 醽醁 wine was awarded to Zhu Zhonglin, and Zhu Zhonglin worshiped Xiao Mingzhao.

The wine was as clear as green waves, Xiao Mingzhao's eyes fell on it, and he was silent for a while.

While Wei Hanyue was in doubt, Xiao Mingchao had already drank from the wine glass in one gulp.

Wei Hanyue was a little surprised - according to Li, this wine should be sprinkled first, why is he...

But after a few moments, Xiao Mingchao suddenly closed his eyes, opened his lips and spat out a large amount of bright red blood foam.

He still remembered turning his head to one side to prevent the blood from staining Wei Hanyue's skirt.

He coughed up blood, and said with difficulty: "Ayue...don't be afraid...you will never, never again..."

The breath stops, and the unfinished words become eternal farewells.

The accident happened suddenly, Zhu Zhonglin hurriedly hissed to invite the imperial physician to come over, but after a while, the old imperial hospital order was crying, and said in a trembling voice: "The old minister is incompetent, it is already... the palace chariot..."

The Ninth Five-Year Lord collapsed on the Canadian dollar dress, which is an unprecedented event. Chu Zhengfan confiscated the poisonous wine on the spot. Jun.

But in fact, the moment before Xiao Mingzhao drank, the last piece of his heart disappeared, and the ventricle was empty.

If you lose your heart, you will naturally not be able to live.

[Read Cubs!The button appears, we can return to the space-time bureau! 】

Wei Hanyue just stared blankly at Xiao Mingchao, who was already dead, and hadn't made a decision yet, when suddenly a maid's scream pierced through the already chaotic Tianshun Hall.

Looking at the prestige, I saw that there was no one in the seat, Wei Suwen who was sitting there... disappeared out of thin air.

-

In the second year of Kangshang, the begonias bloomed again, and the willows piled up with smoke.

The second anniversary ceremony of Emperor Daxing is today, but Wei Hanyue, who was the regent at the time, had no intention of going to preside over it.

Back then Xiao Mingzhao ignored him, even though Chu Zhengfan turned the prison upside down, he still couldn't find out who poisoned the wine.

Naturally, it is impossible to find out... Because the person who poisoned was the first emperor himself, another ten years of investigation in Dali Temple will be in vain.

Xiao Mingzhao placed the edict under the dragon bed pillow in the Shuhui Palace, the content of which was not much different from that of the previous emperor, except that Wei Hanyue was praised so that no one dared to move it, it was Wei Hanyue's choice for the new emperor right.

So Wei Hanyue became the youngest veteran of the three dynasties in Daxi, and once again took the hand of the young emperor, and climbed up the jade steps of Tianshun Hall step by step.

On the same day, Xiao Ke said that the reward this time was extremely rich, and the extra life span he got was as much as three hundred years, and asked him if he would leave this world and return to the space-time bureau to enjoy it.

But Wei Hanyue only lit the incense candles in the mourning hall, sprinkled a pot of Xiaoyao Niang in front of the sapphire dragon ear incense burner, and said calmly: "There are still three years before the age of 30, let's go then."

"Your Highness, General Cheng has arrived."

Zhu Zhonglin's voice interrupted his thoughts, and Wei Hanyue put the situation in order and said, "Broadcast."

Cheng Jilie bowed in and saluted according to the rules.

He was originally from Wenzhou. After he joined the army, he was promoted to be a fifth-rank thousand householder because of his bravery. Last year, he led a light cavalry to attack the enemy in the battle between Weiruiyuan and Xiqiang last year, creating a great opportunity for Daxi to attack. It was an excellent opportunity, and he has made outstanding achievements many times since then, and now he has been named General Zhenglu.

But Wei Hanyue summoned him today, not because he appreciated his military talent.

He threw two dice casually, and it happened to be a pair of fives, so he moved the four agate lances by five points each, and said absently while moving, "Raise your head."

Cheng Jilie raised his head, Wei Hanyue turned his face away, and was indeed in a daze for a moment when he saw it.

"Lang Jun," Zhu Zhonglin whispered over his ear, "It really looks very similar."

Wei Hanyue also couldn't deny that General Cheng's facial features, body shape, and even his eyes were exactly the same as Xiao Mingzhao's, including the tone of his saluting and greeting just now, which was also like Xiao Mingzhao himself.

If Wei Hanyue hadn't witnessed the collapse of Xiao Mingchao with his own eyes, and entered the mausoleum 27 days after the coffin was sealed, and he was convinced that Xiao Mingchao was already under the nine springs, he might really have thought that this was another golden cicada escaping its shell.

Cheng Jilie was also secretly looking at Wei Hanyue.

The young Prince Regent did not look like he was standing in his early years. On the contrary, his face was exquisite, his skin was delicate, and his eyes were agile. He was like a young gentleman in fresh clothes and angry horses.

The indigo skirt meanders down like water, just a short distance from the toe of Cheng Jilie's boots, like a sea that comes at high tide.

Zhu Zhonglin offered the hot milk and almond soup. Wei Hanyue looked smaller than a bowl. He lowered his head and took a sip. When he raised his eyes, his lips were covered with froth. Like kittens.

Picking up a cup of Lin Yunjian and going to get rid of the mellow milk taste in his mouth, Wei Hanyue asked: "Can you hold a spear?"

Zhu Zhonglin on the side was anxious - Mr. Lang, you haven't wiped the milk on your mouth yet.

Cheng Jilie forced his eyes away from Wei Hanyue's lips, and replied in a low voice: "The general is incompetent, I have never seen it before."

Wei Hanyue was a little disappointed, but Xiao Mingzhao was able to fight with him all night - although he won every game.

"Please, Zhu Banban, go ask a master to teach him," Wei Hanyue told Zhu Zhonglin, "and then change the clothes...the temples and eyebrows should be trimmed."

-

Cheng Jilie was dragged away to tidy up. He was an orphan who had grown up eating a lot of food, and he was not used to being served by others, so he changed into a robe with chi pattern according to Zhu Zhonglin's request, and trimmed his sideburns to be sharper.

As a military general, he has long eyebrows drawn into the temples and raised at the end of his eyebrows, giving him a murderous look, but Zhu Zhonglin ordered him to shave his eyebrows a little lower, so that the sharp-edged arrogance faded, and he showed a somewhat docile attitude.

When he came back to Wei Hanyue again after taking a bath, he had already started a new game, and when he heard the footsteps, he held on to Liu Lizi and cast a glance at Cheng Jilie.

Then he smiled as if satisfied, and pushed the Fen Liulipu peach blossom plate in front of Cheng Jilie: "Peel the oranges for me, if there is no string."

While Cheng Jilie was clumsily peeling the oranges with his hand holding a knife and a gun, he was listening to the regent issue some orders that sounded unreasonable.

"Nowadays, the world is in peace and we can't afford swordsmen. The camp in Xijiang can have a few years of idle food. You should stay in Changjing for more time."

"From now on, you don't need to call me "Your Highness", but call me "Brother" or "Ayue". "

"From now on, you are no longer Cheng Jilie, I will call you Xiao Mingchao, or...or Bad Dog."

Who is Xiao Mingzhao, everyone knows Daxie, but why did Wei Hanyue give him the name of the late emperor?And... what, what is a "bad dog"?

Cheng Jilie saw him kicking his feet under the hem of his skirt while giving orders, like a pampered cat.

The most important thing is that he doesn't seem to be wearing socks, so from time to time, a cold light like new snow will flash in front of Cheng Jilie's eyes. Bare feet on the face.

If it was someone else who was bossing around indiscriminately like this, Cheng Jilie might have left with a cold face, but Wei Hanyue's crisp deployment not only didn't disgust him, but felt a little itchy at the top of his heart, and he caught a glimpse of those pair of eyes again. When Yu Zushi "pounded" he rushed wildly, making him both confused and flustered.

This kind of feeling has never been felt even in the past when he was alone on the battlefield to lure the enemy and his life was hanging by a thread.

Before this, Cheng Jilie never thought that he would be lucky enough to get the chance to spend a long time with such a person.

-

But when the fog and doubts are always cleared, even if I want to be a substitute, I still want to be a less confused substitute.

When Wei Hanyue called out the name of the first emperor for countless times when Yan was so lingering, Cheng Jilie finally couldn't get over the bone-piercing sourness and thirst for knowledge, and quietly sneaked into Fengxian Hall at night.

Since he and Empress Zhang, the portraits of successive emperors and empresses have followed one after another, until he saw the last portrait of an exceptionally young man, Cheng Jilie suddenly understood, and then tasted the endless sadness and bitterness in his heart.

It's really so... He and the late emperor were born with nearly ten images, but if they are a little farther away, there is no difference in appearance between the two.

In the past few months, newcomers have come in from time to time in Prince Lingzhao's mansion. Comparing the portraits at this time, I found that some of those people have the same eyebrows and eyes as the late emperor, some have the same body shape, some have the bridge of the nose, some have the chin and lips...

Cheng Jilie couldn't help being jealous of the taste, but after seeing this portrait tonight, he felt a strange sense of stability.

He is the closest one, as long as no one is more similar than him, then his position in Wei Hanyue's heart is the most unshakable...

Second only to the first emperor, except the first emperor.

-

On the first day of the first lunar month in the third year of Kangshang, King Zhao Weihan was ordered to die in the palace. At the age of thirty, he was named Emperor Minsheng Dezhao.

The whole country mourned, and the temple in Changjing exceeded the emperor's [-] pestle regulations, and the bell rang [-] pestle, sending the regent's immortal soul back to the world.

King Lingzhao wished that his funeral should be simple and not extravagant, so the government of Zhenguo declined the civil and military officials who came to mourn and the people of Changjing, and only set up a few mourning halls at home.

Zhen Guogong and his wife were arranged by Wei Hanyue to go to Peizhou to live in seclusion for the elderly as early as last year. They could not learn the news of their only son's death in the first place. to clear.

He couldn't bear to make his parents suffer when the white-haired man gave the black-haired man pain.

Cheng Jilie, the general who conquered the captives, committed suicide in front of King Lingzhao's mausoleum on the seventh day of Wei Han's review. Today, he is remembered for his loyalty and courage.

-

【Read Cubs Read Cubs——】

Wei Hanyue woke up and turned around. When he saw the iron-gray hatch in his memory, he knew that he had returned to the Space-Time Bureau.

The fourth century in the system has been in the system for a hundred years, but it is only a short day after leaving.

Xiao Ke lay in his arms, looking at him with some regret.

Wei Hanyue will not use it again for 300 years, will he still keep it by his side for leisure?

The little black cat is full of sadness about parting, but it doesn't want another host. It would rather squat into the recycling basket of the waste system and wait for Wei Hanyue to pick it up after 300 years.

Wei Hanyue looked at the weeping cat in his arms, and couldn't help laughing, "You look so ugly when you cry."

Xiao Ke: "..."

[Ziwuwu, I will find a basket in the corner, and I won’t let them take me away, I will wait for you to come to me after 300 years...]

【What basket, won't you go home with me? 】

[You, do you still support me?But then I will be useless, I will only eat it...]

[I have a lot of money, and I always wanted to raise a kitten. 】

He moved the little cat to tears, pushed open the hatch and walked out.

He is such a white moonlight figure, naturally countless people pursue and love him, so Wei Hanyue met a huge crowd as soon as he came out, men, women and children were all worried and concerned.

Surrounded by the crowd, Wei Hanyue went to the hospital for a physical examination. The result was naturally the same as the system's prediction. When he was about to leave, he saw the ambulance outside stopped, and the medical staff rushed in pushing the stretcher. Shouting: "Let's go, let's go!"

The speed was too fast, and Wei Hanyue couldn't see the patient's face clearly. He saw a bloody mess on the hanging forearm. After the stretcher rushed into the emergency room, there was...a crabapple flower on the bright tiles.

Light pink Xifu crabapple.

Wei Hanyue's eyes fell on him, thoughtful.

-

Wei Han has long black satin-like hair in Yueben, so even if he enters the ancient world, he will not violate the harmony. Before entering the small world, he always likes to sit in front of the window and comb his hair in the morning, checking whether there are any drawings while combing. Available for polishing.

The sun is as tender and sunny as spring brewing, spreading love all over the beauty's body. The fine silk nightgown is not as soft and smooth as the skin. Like freshly whipped cream, it is splashed along the V-shaped lapel to a trace of Qionghua color front chest.

At this time, Wei Hanyue always felt that there seemed to be a shadow following him outside the window, but when he opened the window to observe, he found nothing.

Until one day, he saw a small, half-open Xifu Begonia outside the window, which seemed to have been left behind in a hurry, lying among the rose bushes.

-

Wei Hanyue got into work very quickly. After finishing the backlog of work, he went to the Space-Time Bureau to discuss the character design of the new system with other artists, but he was stopped by another artist before entering the conference room.

He didn't understand the question, and the other party said in the same way: "Don't you know? The engineer of this new system was hospitalized yesterday."

For this engineer, Wei Hanyue has also had some intersections. It is said that he has extremely severe social phobia, never comes to the space-time bureau to work, and usually only concentrates on scientific research behind closed doors, and communicates through online meetings.

Therefore, Wei Hanyue has only heard the sound from the earpiece or loudspeaker after data processing, but has never seen the real face.

He asked casually, "Why are you hospitalized?"

The colleague was also a little confused, and just said: "It is said that there is a problem with a certain system, and I handed it to him to modify it. He didn't answer it at first, but he picked it up again for some reason, and went in himself. After it came out, he was covered in blood. Blood, with only one breath left, I don't know what system is so dangerous...but he still wants to break through."

"And... he is clearly not short of money, and there is no need to join the Space-Time Bureau at all. I heard from my colleagues in the Ministry of Finance... the name of the remittance account for our Space-Time Bureau's funds for the past few years!"

Wei Hanyue murmured, "Yesterday?"

"Yeah...but it's a coincidence that you also came back yesterday..."

-

When asking the little nurse at the medical guidance desk, Wei Hanyue was hopeless at first, but the other party hesitated for a while after hearing that he was looking for the critically injured patient in the system, and told him the location.

Looking at Wei Hanyue's back as he walked further and further away, the little nurse sighed wistfully.

That person...doesn't have any family or friends to come to visit him. Dr. Zhao said it's up to tonight to see if he can make it through.

-

The space-time bureau's medical technology is unprecedentedly advanced, so there is only one patient in the ICU, and it is probably because there is really no way to recover.

Even if it was not within the stipulated visiting time, the doctor on duty turned a blind eye and allowed him to go in.

Wei Hanyue walked in slowly wearing an isolation suit. The pear blossoms followed the moon, and the precious light was like silver. The figure on the bed gradually became clear.

A completely unfamiliar, yet completely familiar face.

Wei Hanyue has never met the person in front of him, but his appearance is made up of countless faces, from Gu Quer, Cen Huaishou, to Xiao Mingchao, Wei Suwen... Everyone's looks seem to have their own unique features. Everywhere is similar to the person in front of you.

Or... His appearance was separated and combined with other parts to form dozens of different appearances in the four centuries.

-

The wounds on his body have been bandaged and cleaned up, wrapped with thick gauze, Wei Hanyue stood silently by the side of the bed, the moonlight reflected in his eyes, for a moment it was hard to tell what was the sensuality stored in it. Is it tears or moonlight, or both.

Ten minutes passed by the wall clock, and only a little bottom of the infusion bottle was completely empty. Wei Hanyue was walking to the door to call the doctor, when the eyelids of the person on the bed moved slightly, and then opened their eyes.

Hearing a loud bang and bang behind him, Wei Hanyue turned around in surprise, and saw that the man pulled out the needle on the back of his hand as if he wanted to rush towards him, but he suffered heavy injuries both inside and outside.

Therefore, as soon as his feet hit the ground, he fell down uncontrollably, but his deep and dark eyes were still fixed on him, and all kinds of emotions surged in him, like a stormy sea, rushing towards Wei Hanyue.

This tossing naturally alarmed the doctor outside the door, who wanted to help him up with Wei Hanyue.

But the man dodged to avoid the doctor's arms, and only tightly grasped the cuff of the isolation suit on Wei Hanyue's body, trying to say: "You...how did you come..."

Wei Hanyue had no choice but to ask the doctor to go out first. He couldn't help such a big man, so he let him sit on the cold and bone-chilling floor tiles, while he squatted down and watched him.

"name."

"Gu Zangming."

Wei Hanyue nodded and asked, "Why are you spying on me?"

Gu Zangming seemed extremely ashamed, he dared not meet his gaze with lowered eyes, his only face without gauze was flushed because of Wei Hanyue's approach: "Because I like you...because I love you."

Because I love you, I am willing to go crazy for you and die for you.

Wei Hanyue asked softly: "If I never fall in love with you, can you bear it?"

Gu Zangming didn't dare to ask for his love, and whispered: "It's very rare to be with you. I never dared to think that you would be willing to meet me, let alone what to do with you."