Tian Yan

Cao Chong felt a little strange, Mr. always taught him that a good memory is not as good as a bad pen, but today he used all the words, the inkstone on the corner of the desk was dry, and Sima Yi didn't intend to pick up the pen.

Cao Chong rolled his eyes, deliberately pointed to a word "廌" and said, "Sir, this word is so complicated, what does it mean?"

"This is an ancient mythical beast. Legend has it that it can distinguish between good and evil. Whoever it strikes with its horns is a wicked person. It is a spiritual creature that presides over justice in the world."

Cao Chong nodded: "Sir, there are so many strokes in this character, I can't read it clearly, please write a big one for me."

Sima Yi was a little embarrassed, because Cao Cao stepped on it a little hard, and now half of his palm is still swollen, so he can't write.

"Sir?" Seeing that he hadn't moved for a long time, Cao Chong looked at his right hand thoughtfully.

Sima Yi took a breath, held the pen in his left hand, and wrote the word "廌" steadily.

"Sir, what happened to your right hand?"

Sima Yi hid for a while, his wrist was caught by Cao Chong unexpectedly, and he rolled up his sleeves.

"Sir, who made this?" Cao Chong stared at his swollen half of the palm, and saw that the little finger was swollen and shiny, black and purple.

"No, I bumped into it accidentally." Sima Yi quickly withdrew his hand and hid it under his sleeve.

Cao Chong frowned, and took his hand involuntarily: "Sir, what else do you have to hide from the students? Let me see, have you taken the medicine?"

The boy's palm was a little wet, and his fingertips carefully brushed his little finger.

"Does it hurt?"

In the same way, Cao Cao also asked, but the purpose was not to care, but to appreciate his ugliness with pleasure.

"It's okay, it will disappear in a few days."

Cao Chong frowned, said "Sir, wait", turned around and ran into the inner room, and came out with an exquisite porcelain bottle in his hand.

"This was given to me by my father. It is the most effective for treating bruises." Cao Chong raised his voice to call someone, "Bring a basin of water and bring some gauze."

"Your Highness, I'm fine."

Cao Chong said seriously: "Sir, you can write with your left hand, but it's not as good as your right hand."

"Mister won't tell you how you got your hand, so forget it, let the students care about your injury."

"Or, my husband still misses my second brother and doesn't regard me as a student."

Sima Yi looked at Cao Chong, the boy's delicate face was turned aside, his cheeks were puffed up, showing an expression of anger.

"Your Highness..."

"Tell me, did your father force you to be my husband?"

Sima Yi was at a loss for words, but he had an exquisite heart for such a young man.Since he asked this question, he definitely had an answer in his heart.

"Yes."

Cao Chong still didn't turn his head to look at him, but Sima Yi saw water dripping into the basin in front of Cao Chong, causing tiny ripples.

"Sir... If the student has wronged you, just say so. My father loves me the most. If I tell him to say goodbye to you, sir, he will definitely agree. "

"Your Highness, where is Sima Yi going to be placed?"

"Aren't you happy to let you go back to your second brother?"

Sima Yi grabbed Cao Chong's shoulder: "Your Highness, His Majesty forced me to enter the palace because he didn't want me to stay with His Highness Second Highness. Tell me, can I go back to His Highness Second Highness? If Your Highness doesn't want Sima Yi anymore, then... "

Then he will completely become the favorite servant of Cao Cao's harem, and he will never be able to lift his head up again.

Cao Chong stared at him blankly, then suddenly plunged into his arms and cried loudly.

"Sir... Chong'er has grown so big, it's the first time... to be so needed by someone."

"In the past, the gentlemen and the imperial brothers all greeted them with a smile and sent them away with a smile. Sometimes I wonder, is there anyone, even if tied, who can keep him by my side? "

Sima Yi sighed.In the palace, if you don't have many confidantes, that helpless feeling can indeed kill people.

It seemed that Cao Cao really wanted to reuse Cao Chong, and keeping him by Cao Chong's side who had no way out was to accumulate power for Cao Chong.

And he really had no way out.

Sima Yi caressed Cao Chong's back. The boy's body was thin and slender, and he hadn't grown a skeleton like an adult yet, but it contained infinite vitality.

"Your Highness, your jade pendant is pestering me."

"Huh?" Cao Chong looked down, he wrapped silk thread around his jade pendant and wrapped it around the sachet around Sima Yi's waist.

"Forget it." Cao Chong said as he drew out the dagger from his waist.

"Hey," Sima Yi stopped his movements, "Don't worry, Your Highness. Cutting the mess with a sharp knife is treating useless things. These sachets and jade pendants are all spiritual objects, so it's not good to be so rough."

"Then what should we do?" Cao Chong was puzzled.

"Your Highness, have you ever heard of vines wrapping around trees?"

Cao Chong nodded: "For the tree, this is a hateful burden."

"Then, has your Highness ever thought that if the vine is torn off from the tree, the tree will peel off a layer of skin, and eventually die of serious injuries?"

Sima Yi lowered his eyes, took off the sachet from his waist, tied it around Cao Chong's waist together with the jade pendant.

"The vine wraps around the tree, also known as Xiangsheng."

One glory and one glory.

"So don't worry, Your Highness, Sima Yi doesn't need to be tied up, and will always be by your side."

Cao Chong broke into a smile and rubbed against his arms again.

"Sir, can you come to my bedroom to sleep with me tonight?"

The childish request made Sima Yi a little embarrassed.

Cao Cao is getting angry, if he asks to sleep out now, will he step on the tiger's tail?

But the look in Cao Chong's eyes made him feel soft again.

"it is good."

"up to you."

The door of Cao Cao's study was closed, and he asked the servant to bring out the words, telling him to sleep wherever he wanted.

Sima Yi slept in Cao Chong's bedroom for several nights, and was asked to share the same couch every time.Cao Chong was a child who felt insecure since he was a child. His overly intelligent mind and Cao Cao's doting made him walk on thin ice. Now he finally has support, and even sleeps in his arms.

"Sir... you smell really good."

In the dream, Cao Chong was still murmuring, his peaceful sleeping face reflected in the cold moonlight, as gentle as jade.

Sima Yi sighed, such a child must grow up to be graceful and imposing, no wonder Cao Cao valued it so much.

Cao Pi...how should he protect himself?

Sima Yi felt that he seemed to be divided into two halves, one half was the old relationship with Cao Pi, and the other half was the teacher's morality as Mr. Cao Chong.

It's not that I don't know how Cao Pi has nothing to do with him, but he still cares about him, hoping that he will be safe.

That's why he went to remind Cao Pi that day, but Cao Pi's unclear words always made him uneasy, as if something was hidden under the calm surface, and the undercurrent was raging.

Cao Chong turned over and finally separated a little distance from him.

Midsummer night is quiet, and the faint chirping of insects can be heard, which disturbs people's hearts and adds a bit of heat.

Sima Yi tugged at the skirt of his shirt, seeing Cao Chong's back was facing him, he simply took off his shirt, trying hard to collect the coolness from the night wind.

"what!"

Cao Chong's body suddenly trembled violently, and then became silent, as if he had stepped into the air in a dream.

But Sima Yi saw a black shadow, which flickered quickly.

snake!

Sima Yi jumped up from the bed in a jerk, but the movement didn't wake Cao Chong up.

The moonlight shines in through the window lattice, the light seems white and bright, but if you look closely, you can't see anything clearly.

Sima Yi cautiously got down to the ground, and took out a flint to light the candle.

There is a snake in the room, and Cao Chong seems to have been bitten, I don't know when the snake will come out, so give him a bite too.

If this is the case, both of them will be doomed!

At the same time as the candle was lit, a small turquoise snake sprang out obliquely like a ghost, and bit the back of his hand holding the candle.

Bamboo leaf green!

Sima Yi's left hand was like a knife, and he slashed at the snake's seven inches.

The little snake pouted its tail, then fell limp and paralyzed the next moment, its two fangs still biting him.

Sima Yi only felt that half of his arm was gone. He gritted his teeth and tore off the poisonous snake. When he stumbled to the door, his legs were already weak.At any rate, he knocked the door open with his body, and fell to the ground, yelling with a stiff tongue.

"Come on!"

When Sima Yi woke up faintly, he saw only a piece of plain white, like the plain after death.

died?who died

Sima Yi wanted to get up, but his mind was spinning for a while, and he fell back to the original place heavily.

This seems to be a mourning hall, but he was bitten by a snake, why did he appear in the mourning hall?

Sima Yi rolled his eyes, and saw a large black coffin lying on the front, with the word "Cao Chong" carved on the ranks, which was particularly eye-catching.

dead... dead?

Sima Yi felt oppressed for a while, remembering that the boy who would call him Mr. turned into a corpse in just one night?

Zhuyeqing... that kind of poisonous snake that only appears in bamboo forests in the mountains, how could it appear in the palace?

Sima Yi had a guess in his heart, clamoring for a terrible truth.

It's not him...it shouldn't be him.

If it was him, how could he not even care about his own life?

"His Majesty is here!"

Sima Yi's body was still sluggish, and he tried his best to support himself up.

"See..."

Before he finished speaking, Cao Cao slapped him twice, causing his feet to become unsteady, and he flew out, knocking down the incense table beside him.

Sima Yi's ears were buzzing, and he lay on the ground and coughed heart-piercingly.

Cao Cao went one step further, stepping on his back: "Sima Yi, I didn't expect you to be so vicious!"

Sima Yi was trampled until his eyes went black for a while, as if he heard Cao Cao's roar, but didn't understand it for a while.

"Don't talk? I'll hit you until you speak!"

Cao Cao was so angry that he forgot to let his servants do it, and just kicked him in the ribs.

Sima Yi tilted his head and suffocated a mouthful of blood, his mind finally regained some clarity.

Cao Cao...meaning he killed Cao Chong?

What's the point!

Sima Yi raised his head, looked at Cao Cao, and raised his hand to wipe the blood from his mouth.

"Your Majesty, did you misunderstand something..."

Cao Cao sneered, with a cruel smile on his lips: "How could there be Zhuyeqing in the palace? Sima Yi, you are really ruthless, and you can be ruthless to yourself, so you think you can get rid of the relationship?"

Sima Yi shook his head: "Your Majesty, Your Highness is my student, how could I harm him..."

"Yes, I also thought that you still have a bit of teacher-student ethics for him!"

"Why did your majesty say that I harmed your majesty!" Sima Yi stared at Cao Cao, refusing to budge.

Cao Cao seemed to have heard the funniest thing in the world, so he condescended to squat down in front of him, and gently brushed his sweaty hair with his fingers, like the gentle touch of a lover.

"Do you think you can escape from this palace without Chong'er?"

Sima Yi gritted his teeth, Cao Chong's death had already made his heart ache, and now he was so slandered, he really didn't even have the strength to deny it.

"Your Majesty... want to produce evidence."

Cao Cao's fingers paused, and the sweat on his forehead was stained with his fingertips.Cao Cao frowned, and wiped his neckline in disgust.

"You found snake medicine under the quilt you slept on, is that enough?"

Snake medicine...does it want him to live, or does it want him to die?

Or, whether he lives or dies, it is a matter of good and no harm.

If he is alive, all the spearheads will be pointed at him; if he is dead, there will be no evidence for death.

Sima Yi laughed silently, with tears in the corners of his eyes, slowly sliding down his cheeks.

If this is your counterattack, then I will fulfill you...

"Yes, it's me..."

Cao Cao looked up to the sky and laughed loudly, the sword at his waist was unsheathed, and the cold point of the sword stabbed his chest.

"Sima Yi, I'm really curious about the color of your heart."