The emperor is as beautiful as jade

Xiao Lin will never forget that moment when he rushed into the palace with his soldiers and saw Xiao Zhiyi who had been stabbed by Prime Minister Fu.

Terrible, downright horrific!

At that moment when the soldiers met, Xiao Lin saw with his own eyes that Prime Minister Fu, who had been defeated so obviously that he had betrayed his relatives, had red eyes, a sharp knife in one hand, and Xiao Zhiyi's throat in the other, frantically like a desperate beast.

He put a knife on Xiao Zhiyi's neck, and roared loudly: "Get out of the way! Get out of the way! I am the emperor! I am the emperor of the Dasheng Dynasty!"

Poor Prime Minister Fu, because of the shady selfish desires in his heart, he didn't even wake up when he was about to die.

This day was the day when Prime Minister Fu and Concubine Yan were preparing to support the seventh prince to ascend the throne in the harem.If Xiao Lin hadn't led the soldiers from the southwest to come back in time, and used tricks to break open the gate of the palace, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

"Tiege Fu! You're not going to be arrested soon!" Xiao Lin angrily shouted, watching Prime Minister Fu's sharp knife cut a terrifying bloodstain on Xiao Zhiyi's fair neck, he almost stopped breathing.

Xiao Lin felt that it was not easy for him to keep a calm head when facing Xiao Zhiyi's suffering.Obviously, the moment he saw Xiao Zhiyi, his heart throbbed with pain.

Is this person in front of you still the domineering and magnificent emperor uncle in your memory?It's only been four years since they met each other, what has happened to him to make him become so thin!

Xiao Lin hated himself deeply, he is really a jerk!

Why didn't he come back sooner after he quelled the war in the Southwest?Why didn't he come back sooner when he heard that Xiao Zhiyi vomited blood and fainted because he faked his death?

If he had come back, perhaps the rebels would not have dared to rebel so boldly?No matter how bad it is, he can still accompany him and work hard to protect him!

"Uncle Emperor..." Xiao Lin felt ashamed in his heart, he dared not look at Xiao Zhiyi with a guilty conscience, and turned his eyes away in fear, ready to accept the uncle's harsh scolding.

He came late to rescue him, what a jerk!

But in the end, the imaginary blame did not come, Xiao Lin heard Xiao Zhiyi's soft greeting: "Prince Yu is back? Cough cough... What's the matter with you... are you back?"

Xiao Zhiyi didn't know what was thinking in his heart, and he coughed violently under excitement, as if he wanted to cough out his heart and lungs.Worried, Xiao Lin hurriedly raised his head to look at each other, and immediately met a pair of charming and crystal clear eyes.

His eyes were full of brilliance, but there was no trace of blame or complaint.The fox's eyes are long and thin, and the water in them is bright. What does that warm luster mean?

Is it the joy of seeing him?Was it his closeness?Is it the relief of finally seeing him appear?

"Uncle Emperor..." Xiao Lin felt confused, and could only unconsciously call out this name again, just like when he was dancing his sword in the cold wind of the southwest frontier, he missed his every day with pain. every night.

As for Wenrui Emperor Xiao Zhiyi, when he saw Xiao Lin rushing in with the soldiers, he couldn't believe his eyes.

Is this handsome general in front of him, wearing a battle robe and armor, cold and calm, really his nephew who was raised since he was a child?When did he become so good?

Xiao Lin's eyes were cold, his lips were pursed, he looked mature and stable, his figure was tall and strong, he appeared like a hero with great achievements, and he was in front of the thieves.

Xiao Zhiyi's heart trembled so much that he could hardly restrain himself.He is back?He is back?God knows how long he has been looking forward to this moment!

I miss him so much!

From the day when he realized what he wanted, Xiao Zhiyi has been looking forward to Xiao Lin's return to Beijing all the time.He also wrote to the Southwest countless times, but it didn't affect Xiao Lin who had made up his mind in the slightest.

Xiao Zhiyi almost thought that Xiao Lin would never come back... So even though he was feeling very uncomfortable at this moment, Xiao Zhiyi smiled weakly at his nephew.

"You are finally...back..."

Xiao Lin's eyes flushed instantly, his nose turned sore, and his heart suddenly throbbed in great pain.

Although he still doesn't understand why Xiao Zhiyi's attitude towards him is so gentle and intimate.But at this moment, he had no time to think about it.

Xiao Lin has already made up his mind, he will stay in Beijing from now on, and stay by Xiao Zhiyi's side as an ordinary nephew.

As long as he can keep the emperor's uncle safe for the rest of his life, he must not cause Xiao Zhiyi's dissatisfaction again because of his dirty thoughts.

So in front of Xiao Zhiyi, although Xiao Lin forced himself to avoid his eyes, he restrained himself from wishful thinking.From the bottom of his heart, he was desperately telling himself that the emperor didn't have him in his heart, so he should stop thinking about it.

Xiao Lin also habitually put on Zhang Jun's face coldly, deliberately alienating Xiao Zhiyi to cover up.But his heart, which had long been soft because of Xiao Zhiyi's accident, was so excited that he couldn't be more excited.

And Xiao Zhiyi didn't understand Xiao Lin's thoughts, he saw Xiao Lin's eyes turned to look at him, and his heart immediately darkened.

Xiao Zhiyi couldn't help but wonder secretly, why didn't Xiao Lin want to look at him?Could it be because they have been separated for four years, and Xiao Lin no longer has him in his heart?

If Xiao Lin really no longer has him in his heart, then he...

Xiao Zhiyi's body softened and trembled even more.His heart had never been so panicked at that moment!

Xiao Lin saw that the emperor's uncle's slender and thin body was weak and weak, and he was coerced by Prime Minister Fu and the rest of his party. He looked so weak that he couldn't stand still.Seeing his still handsome face haggard, as pale as a piece of white paper, I felt a throbbing pain in my heart.

No way!He has to think of a way quickly!He had to save the emperor's uncle from the control of Fu Zai and other rebellious officials and thieves as soon as possible, and he must return to himself!

Just as Xiao Lin was approaching step by step the rebellious party holding Xiao Zhiyi hostage, a little maid suddenly barged in from the back door crazily, muttering indiscriminately: "The concubine Yan committed suicide! The seventh prince committed suicide! He is dead!" ! All dead!"

This palace lady is the personal palace servant beside Concubine Yan.

Xiao Lin murmured in his heart that he was in a bad situation, but he had just prepared to take precautions. Prime Minister Fu knew the news of his daughter and the Seventh Prince's death because of such a court lady's nagging. forehead.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"The rebellion was defeated, the people betrayed their relatives, the daughters and grandchildren died, it was over, everything was over!

The hatred for Xiao Lin and Xiao Zhiyi in my heart also suddenly rose.Prime Minister Fu tightened his grip on Xiao Zhiyi's throat, yelling madly: "I want you to die! I want you to die!"

"Fu thief! Stop it!" Xiao Lin was shocked, seeing that the emperor's face had lost half of its color, it was all red because of suffocation, and it was extremely painful.

Xiao Lin quickly turned over, and was about to pounce on Prime Minister Fu.

Unexpectedly, at this time, Prime Minister Fu held up the sword in his hand with the intention of perishing together. Before Xiao Lin could chop him with the sword, the long sword in his hand was flexible like a snake and stabbed fiercely. Touched Xiao Zhiyi's chest.

"No——!" Xiao Lin's eyes widened, and he watched the uncle's body startled, his handsome face suddenly changed color, and the front of his chest was dyed red by the bright red liquid.

In the next moment, such a strange combination was formed among the three.Prime Minister Fu's sword pierced Xiao Zhiyi's chest, and Xiao Lin's sword also pierced Prime Minister Fu's chest.

Time seemed to freeze, Prime Minister Fu fell to the ground mammothly, struggled a few times before he was hacked to death by the soldiers of Dasheng Dynasty rushing forward behind him.

Xiao Lin and Xiao Zhiyi seemed to have forgotten everything, and they just looked at each other.The eyes of each other are neither sad nor happy, as if there are thousands of emotions, no need to explain, each other understands.

Then, Xiao Zhiyi covered his blood-red chest, looked at his stunned nephew with longing fox eyes, and slowly fell to the ground.

"Uncle Emperor!" Xiao Lin roared, catching Xiao Zhiyi's gradually cooling body, and only then did he know how thin he was. His waist was so thin that it could almost be broken with just a light grip.

Xiao Zhiyi leaned against Xiao Lin's chest, and the two fell to the ground and sat hugging each other. Xiao Zhiyi's robe was already soaked with blood, and his whole body smelled of blood.

Such Xiao Zhiyi deeply stimulated Xiao Lin's nerves, and before he knew it, Xiao Lin's eye sockets were already soaked, and tears fell down one by one, hitting the face of the uncle in his arms .

"Why... crying..." Xiao Zhiyi smiled softly, but his face was as pale as a ghost, which was not good-looking.

"Huang...Uncle Huang..." Xiao Lin murmured with trembling lips, lowered his eyes, and looked at Xiao Zhiyi slightly tremblingly.

Xiao Lin was flustered and panicked, just like his uneasy little thoughts in front of Xiao Zhiyi back then, he jumped up and down in an instant.The difference is that this time, Xiao Lin wasn't worried that Xiao Zhiyi didn't have himself in his heart.Now he is only worried about Xiao Zhiyi, will he survive?

It doesn't matter if you don't love him!

Really, at this moment Xiao Lin knew what he was really afraid of.He was no longer afraid that Xiao Zhiyi would lose him in his heart, but now Xiao Lin was only afraid that Xiao Zhiyi would not be able to stay with him in this world.

You can't let him call the emperor's uncle softly, you can't let him vent his temper when he is wronged, and you can't let him go to the palace to see him when he misses him...

"Uncle! Uncle! Uncle! Uncle!" Xiao Lin hugged Xiao Zhiyi, who was covered in blood, tightly in his arms, covering the bloody wound on his chest with both hands, and sobbed in horror: "Uncle, son The minister is back! The son is back! Don't scare me!"

"I'm back... are you really back..."

Xiao Zhiyi suppressed his smile when he heard the words, stretched out his cold hand tremblingly, and stroked Xiao Linjun's face tremblingly, "No more...leave?"

His pale thin lips murmured softly, uneasy, just like how he faced Xiao Lin when he missed his old friend in his heart when his eyes were dim when he was drunk.

Xiao Lin nodded heavily: "Yes, Erchen will not leave anymore!"

"Xiao Lin..." Xiao Zhiyi breathed in pain, and slowly brushed his cold hands across Xiao Lin's face, as if carefully confirming his real existence.

"Prince Physician! Hurry up and declare the Physician!" Gu Anyan led the soldiers to wipe out all the rebels in the palace, and when he entered the door of Qianming Palace's bedroom, he saw Xiao Zhiyi covered in blood, and shouted in fright.

Only then did Xiao Lin come back to his senses. Hearing this, he pushed away the crowd behind him, and hugged Xiao Zhiyi, whose mind was getting more and more blurred, like crazy, and quickly put him on the dragon bed in the bedroom to lie down. .

But Xiao Zhiyi didn't want to lie obediently on the bed, and tightened his nephew's sleeves, as if he was afraid that Xiao Lin would leave. "Don't go..."

Xiao Zhiyi groped and held Xiao Lin's hand firmly in his palm, shaking his head from side to side anxiously, frowning in pain. "Don't leave me..."

"Uncle Emperor!" Xiao Lin felt even more uncomfortable when he saw it, and hurriedly cried and nodded, holding Xiao Zhiyi tightly in his arms again, "Don't worry, Uncle Emperor, I'm not going anywhere, I'm guarding you! Look at me quickly! I beg you, please be well, the imperial doctor will be here soon!"

"Ah..." Xiao Zhiyi probably felt the pain from the wound on his chest. After coughing for a while, he shook his head and murmured word by word: "You're back...it's great..."

Xiao Lin was so choked up that he couldn't speak, he was so flustered that he almost collapsed.

Xiao Zhiyi felt his body slowly getting colder and colder in Xiao Lin's arms. Although Xiao Lin's chest was very warm, he couldn't change everything.

But Xiao Zhiyi never felt so warm and stable in his heart.It was like the most precious treasure in his life. He didn't know that he had lost it before, but luckily at the last moment, he won it back!

Maybe he has not many days to own this treasure, but after all, he got it again at this time, or should he be satisfied with it?

Xiao Zhiyi felt that he still had a lot to say to Xiao Lin, but unfortunately he didn't have the strength; he really wanted to help Xiao Lin wipe the tears off Jun's face, but unfortunately he couldn't raise his hand.

He really wanted to tell him something, but unfortunately he no longer had the strength to speak...

At the last moment of consciousness, Xiao Zhiyi slowly took out something from his sleeve, and handed it to Xiao Lin with a difficult smile.Xiao Lin took a closer look and saw that it was a jade flute, which he had given him as a birthday gift many years ago.

"Uncle Emperor!" Xiao Lin was very puzzled. He remembered that when Xiao Zhiyi saw Xiao, he lost his temper for no reason at first, and then ordered Eunuch Zhang to throw it away on the spot.

Why did Yuxiao appear in his hand again today?

A jade flute, witnessing a few love stories and adding a few entanglements.

I don't know if Xiao Lin knows, but Xiao Zhiyi's biological mother once told him: If one day he meets a lover, he can use Xiao as a token of love.

It's a pity that Xiao Lin probably won't have the chance to know now, right?The corners of Xiao Zhiyi's mouth were pulled reluctantly, forming a very beautiful and very beautiful arc.

He looked up at his nephew's handsome face with great nostalgia, and really couldn't bear to look away, but because of the excessive blood loss, his dizziness was heavy, as if he was about to explode.

Extremely sleepy, Xiao Zhiyi felt that he wanted to sleep very much, and his eyes closed tightly as if he couldn't bear it anymore.The body is light and fluttering, as if about to fly to the clouds.

The next moment, Xiao Zhiyi's body trembled slightly, his head leaning against his nephew's chest bent in vain, his hands hung straight down, and there was no movement.

"Huang...Uncle Huang?" Xiao Lin's heartbeat stopped suddenly, and he called out tentatively.He didn't dare to move the body holding Xiao Zhiyi. "Look at me, look at me..."

But Xiao Zhiyi no longer had the strength to open his eyes, nor did he respond to his nephew's call.

"Uncle Emperor! Uncle Emperor!" Xiao Lin looked like he was going crazy, shaking the sleeping Xiao Zhiyi fiercely, and crying bitterly: "Don't sleep! You are not allowed to sleep! You haven't told me yet, what are you doing? What do you mean? Open your eyes, Uncle Emperor..."

If Xiao Zhiyi was still conscious, maybe he would really like to comfort his nephew who lost his demeanor as a strong man and cried like a child, right?

But he was really sleepy, so sleepy that he couldn't hold on any longer...

At this point, the whole world seems to be quiet and quiet.