Qi Huang

Feng Jiuyuan said that he would not abandon Xie Xuan, but what he actually did was to detain him and not let him go.

Xie Xuan came here originally to seek an explanation for Qin Ting, but who knew that she would "accidentally" expose a secret without telling her.

He was still in a trance, and even felt that he was still in a dream.

Is it because the two giant Buddhas can't fit in the underworld, or is it because the manpower under Lord Yan is not enough?Why, one by one, instead of sending them to reincarnation, they threw their souls back into their respective shells?

For a long time, Xie Xuan ignorantly accepted the fact that he had lived again, and at the same time subconsciously felt that maybe one day he fell asleep and would never wake up again.

It wasn't until Feng Jiuyuan said those words, and it was only now that Xie Xuan truly believed that the place he was standing in was not illusory.

No wonder...Feng Jiuyuan came to Yongzhou early.

He still felt strange at that time, the queen mother was only concerned with dealing with Li Jin, and had not had time to swing the machete at Feng's family in the future.How could the Feng family, who had always kept silent and never offended anyone, become the same as the Queen Mother?

And... these days, Xie Xuan's impression of his ninth elder brother is more unpredictable than when he was in the palace when he was young.

Right now, Feng Jiuyuan was sitting opposite him.

His hair band was wrapped around Xie Xuan's hand, and he also took off the hairpin, so the hair crown could only be worn on top of his head, precariously unstable. Not long ago, he simply took off the hair crown again, Put it on the table.

The crown is carved with lifelike golden carps, two of them, one on the left and the other on the right. They are priceless in terms of style and workmanship, but they look somewhat vulgar when worn on Feng Jiuyuan.

Due to his identity, Feng Jiuyuan often wears a luxurious appearance, with Huan, Pei, Yuji and so on all greeting him. If it weren't for Feng Jiuyuan's good demeanor, if someone else was around, he might be in trouble all the way. Ding ding bang bang.

When he removes all the bloated accessories, his elegant eyebrows and eyes have a natural beauty in the half-drunk sunset.

He didn't speak, just propped his head up and looked at Xie Xuan with a shallow look, not letting him stand up or let him go.

It's not that Xie Xuan really can't leave, after all, the people who can really threaten him in this world are either dead or already on the way to death.

He came back to his senses, suppressed his heart that was beating up and down because of being too stunned, and met Feng Jiuyuan's eyes.

In the room where the darkness gradually spread, the two were silent like a pair of symbiotic beasts who had known each other for many years but had never met each other.

"Tuk Tuk Tuk-"

Someone knocked on the door.

Feng Jiuyuan didn't blink: "Please come in."

It was a young waiter.He was holding the wooden plate, and placed a jade bottle in the center, bowed his head with his chest folded, his eyes obediently did not glance around: "My lord."

"Ah."

As if it had happened many times, Feng Jiuyuan knew that someone would come in at this time.He waved his hand to let the waiter go down, and took the jade bottle off the plate himself.

In front of Xie Xuan, he did not shy away from it, shook the jade bottle and poured out a black pill the size of a fingernail, and swallowed it whole.

What comes to the face is the strong aroma of bitter lotus.

Xie Xuan's eyelids were drawn by the scent: "What medicine?"

"Anshen."

Feng Jiuyuan saw that his face was pale, and the displeasure just now hadn't dissipated. He smiled and said, "I have a headache. This medicine is the prescription that my concubine asked for me. I need to take it on time every day, otherwise I won't be able to afford it the next day." It worked, but I didn't intend to show off in front of you."

He explained like this, but Xie Xuan stood up abruptly: "I'm leaving."

The things of the previous life have disappeared with his death. Whether it is owed to him or what he owes, it will be written off after he is born.

Xie Xuan no longer wants to recall those long-standing memories.

But Feng Jiuyuan wanted to spread this matter out.

He stretched out his hand, grabbed Xie Xuan's wrist easily, and then pulled him back with a light swipe.

Stumbling, Xie Xuan fell on Feng Jiuyuan's lap, and the latter took advantage of the situation to hug his waist, forcing him to be serious and look at him carefully.

Feng Jiuyuan: "Otherwise, let's just treat this as a dream."

Xie Xuan frowned: "...a dream?"

"That year I just left the palace and returned to northern Xinjiang. The weather and temperature in Bianliang were better than those in northern Xinjiang. My mother and I went north along the waterway and caught cold at the frigid border. At first, my mother thought I was just a simple Typhoid fever, but for the next whole month, I almost fell into a deep coma, sleeping until my mother thought I was dying."

"Later, after I arrived in northern Xinjiang, the disease recovered inexplicably. My mother thought I was just not acclimatized, so she asked a few doctors to feel my pulse and prescribed medicine, and the matter passed like this. But my mother didn't agree. I know...during the groggy month or so, I actually...had a dream."

There are no gods and demons in this world.

It's a pity that even though Feng Jiuyuan had a deep scheming mind and thought nothing of it, even though he had read many ancient books, no matter whether it was ghost stories, folk tales, or orphan books that had long been passed down in the market, there was no record. The origin of this strange dream.

On the originally established track, Feng Jiuyuan bid farewell to Xie Xuan and set off to return to northern Xinjiang.

Because of a little delusion in his heart, before leaving, Feng Jiuyuan asked Xie Xuan if he would go to northern Xinjiang with him, and the answer was a constant refusal.

Because at that time, Xie Xuan still had the idea of ​​just trying to survive.

Later, Feng Jiuyuan left Beijing, and on the way back, he dreamed of his past life that he could not turn back.

In the dream, his obsession expanded into a net, engulfing himself who was still a teenager.Within a month, countless familiar and unfamiliar memories filled his brain rampantly through dreams, destroying all his rationality.

Famous at a young age, with the title of Prince Huaiyuan crowned on his shoulders, if there is no mistake, what greets him will be a glorious and splendid life.

If not for that dream.

In that short period of one month, he lived his life.

If it were someone else, he must have gone crazy long ago.

But Feng Jiuyuan just suffered from a headache.In the eyes of outsiders, he just became quiet after a serious illness.At a young age, when looking at people, it seems that another person's soul is in the eyes.

Or maybe...he had already gone crazy?Now living in this shell called Feng Jiuyuan, is that another person who has been haunted in memory for many years?

"I always felt that it was my obsession..." Feng Jiuyuan said softly, "Until I see you again."

Speaking of these, he seemed to be telling other people's stories, calm and indifferent.

When Xie Xuan was by his side, there was no trace of the forbearable coldness in his eyes.

"What about you? Xinglan." Feng Jiuyuan rubbed the hand on Xie Xuan's waist very close and tenderly, "What kind of dream did you have?"

"Did you recognize my handwriting?" Xie Xuan interrupted him, "You recognized my handwriting from the note I left you that day, which should have been written by me after I became an emperor. right?"

Feng Jiuyuan smiled and said, "Well, Xinglan is really smart."

Xie Xuan looked at him: "Then let me tell you, I didn't just have a dream?"

Feng Jiuyuan paused with a smile, and a chill appeared behind his back: "...What?"

"I said, I'm not dreaming." Xie Xuan paused, "I'm real, I've lived two lifetimes."

Feng Jiuyuan suddenly withdrew his hand.

But this time, the situation of the two was reversed, and Xie Xuan grabbed Feng Jiuyuan's wrist, not letting him take a step back.

"I can clearly distinguish between dreams and reality. I clearly remember the ugly faces of those people in the court, the mournful cries of the people who died under the knife under my control, and those years when the people were in dire straits and the wars were chaotic. Appearing clearly in front of my eyes.”

Xie Xuan paused, raised his eyes and said, "Also, your arrow."

"..."

Xie Xuan: "After that, when I opened my eyes again, I was back to the age of 15, that is, three years ago."

Feng Jiuyuan stood up in panic, swiped his sleeves and opened the door with a "snap", and the cool wind with the tail of winter outside the house soaked in.

His voice was dry, but he tried his best to suppress it: "...I still have something important to do, Xinglan, you should go back to the station first."

boom--

The next moment, Xie Xuan grabbed Feng Jiuyuan's collar and pushed him against the open door.

Under normal circumstances, no servants would come to bother you near the main house where the prince lives.Such movements would at most attract the shadow guards hiding in the dark.It's a pity that Xuan Qi knew that Xie Xuan was here today, so he told his brothers to hide even if they died, and today he only needs to protect the safety of the palace, and ignore other movements.

So Xie Xuan, who had no martial arts, turned over and suppressed Feng Jiuyuan just like that.

The nightmare that had trapped Feng Jiuyuan for more than ten years finally came back in such a hasty time.

Feng Jiuyuan's face was calm, but his heart was already turbulent.

If it is not a dream.

Xie Xuan still refused to let go: "You are right, the arrow is not sharp, and it cannot kill people in an instant. Because there is a mechanism on it, after being embedded in the neck bone, the mechanism at the top will bounce off, forming two inverted arrows. The thorn is deeply clamped between the jaw and the collarbone, and the arrow cannot be removed unless the head is chopped off."

"..."

"You don't know, it's because you didn't take out the arrow after I died, did you?"

Feng Jiuyuan took a deeper breath: "Xinglan..."

"Brother Jiu, sometimes I think you look like a lunatic." Seeing Feng Jiuyuan's evasive eyes for the first time, Xie Xuan found it a little funny, "At that time, the Li Dang represented by Li Jin and the Wang Dang represented by the Queen Mother had long been together. The fight is fierce, and various interests are intertwined, and no prince can be alone. As a prince's son, you actually want to take me away? You never thought that if you take me away, you will give your Feng family How much disaster did it cause?"

"You didn't fall into madness because of that nightmare, brother nine."

Xie Xuan let go, put both hands around Feng Jiuyuan's side faces, and looked at him deeply: "You are an arrogant and rebellious person, but you just put on an elegant skin in a dignified manner."

"So don't blame me for this."

Feng Jiuyuan stretched out his hand, wanting to touch Xie Xuan's throat again, but was slapped away with a palm: "I haven't finished yet."

"You and I grew up together. Although I was young at the time and didn't know how to read people's faces, the ability to recognize people was brought out from the womb...Feng Jiuyuan." Xie Xuan called his name, "Do you think, I'm going to hate you, right?"

Feng Jiuyuan rolled his throat, almost unable to maintain a gentle mask.

The delusion that has been squeezed in the chest for many years, after a long dream, an ancient longing, and a life-and-death boundary, is the love that broke the embankment.

"I don't hate you." Xie Xuan kissed him, "I love you."

How can you hate it?

There are countless people in this world who are afraid of him and afraid of him, and there are countless people who covet his appearance and status. Few people will love his shackles and his indomitable soul.

Feng Jiuyuan is one of them.

Feng Jiuyuan, who was in the lower position, seemed to be frozen into an ice sculpture, and his elegant face was still pale to the bones under the reflection of the sunset.

Xie Xuan kissed very lightly.

Feng Jiuyuan was much taller than him, even if he was pressed against the wall, Xie Xuan still had to put his toes on his toes to put his lips in his mouth.

At first, the opponent did not relax.Xie Xuan had no choice but to stick out the tip of her tongue, and slid in along Feng Jiuyuan's cool lips.

Speaking of which, the joy of that day and night was more or less tinged with temptation and trade.Even the kiss seems to be tit for tat, not giving in to each other.

Xie Xuan's kissing skills are mediocre, after all, others usually serve him. After a long time, Feng Jiuyuan seemed to come back, hugged Xie Xuan, and became the master.

The rarest confidant in life.

Many years ago, Feng Jiuyuan saw the shadow of half a confidant in the little Xie Xuan.

It's a pity that fate is unpredictable, they were pushed forward by the torrent, and they didn't catch the shadow.

Now, the fate of impermanence grabbed their hands again, pressed their heads, and brought them back to the other end of time.

Feng Jiuyuan kissed Xie Xuan tenderly, and said in his heart: It's not too late.

Xie Xuan was so breathless by his superb kissing skills, it took a long time to struggle to get up from his arms, and he opened his mouth with a shocking sentence.

"So you want to rebel, don't you?"

Feng Jiuyuan: "..."

Xie Xuan: "You don't want to see me sit on the throne again in this life, so you came to Yongzhou, together with the Queen Mother, to kill Li Jin, destroy the Xiao family, and even want to find some prey in the palace to pave the way for your future plans."

Feng Jiuyuan opened his mouth, trying to explain: "Actually..."

Xie Xuan smiled and said, "Even so, I love you."