sick white moonlight

25 days ago, in the imperial palace, in the Hall of Compassion and Ning where the Third Prince Chu Ning lived.

"Your Highness, the bamboo forest outside the city is gone." As soon as the guard in green came in, he immediately knelt down and said in a low voice.

"Damn!"

The white porcelain wine glass on the table was swept away by the sleeve and fell to the ground. The white bone jade porcelain pieces as thin as a cicada's wings were scattered and disfigured.

"Your Highness, it's my subordinates who are not good at doing things. This subordinate deserves to die." The guard in Tsing Yi shivered for a while, still knelt on the ground, lowered his head and tried to remain calm, and said.

Zhulin is the title of the person he placed in someone else's place, and the absence of it means that this person has been found and dealt with, and there will be no more news about it.

What a great prince, I have never seen such a cruel side of him before.

How could he not be angry that the well-arranged things were messed up like this.

Originally, this kind of thing should cause a lot of uproar. Everyone in the court knew that during the period of filial piety, he was close to a woman, was unfaithful and unfilial, and had a lack of virtue. He didn't believe that those Confucian scholar-bureaucrats were still willing to support that person.

When the government still values ​​filial piety and human relations, the ministers of the court, whether they are lowly officials or high-ranking officials like prime ministers, once their parents die, they must resign and go home to observe filial piety for two years and three months.

This kind of filial piety is highly respected. How can a prince who is close to women during mourning for his mother and whose mother is humble can be the crown prince and become the future supreme.

Chu Ning had already made preparations. Once this matter was exposed, he would ask the pushing hands to beg the fourth prince to be the crown prince in the court hall to test the emperor's heart.

The snipe and the clam compete to reap the benefits of the fisherman.

Although the father loves the imperial concubine Concubine Liu, especially the fourth prince, the civil servants have been dissatisfied with the mother and concubine of the fourth prince for a long time. idea.

Chu Ning didn't know what his father was hesitating about. It was ridiculous that a generation of emperors were afraid of their courtiers.

However, this is always beneficial to him.

Besides himself, who else could be worthy of that position, it should be his own.

This thing should be done step by step according to my own plan.

But he didn't expect that the man would handle it so neatly that he didn't even have the chance to take advantage of it.

Was it someone who hindered his good deeds, or was it really just a coincidence.

The medicine was prepared by myself, tasteless and no reaction at first taste, but it can arouse the medicinal properties when encountering another substance, and this medicine is difficult to detect, at most it is just an ordinary and common fun thing.

What's special is that the effect of the medicine is not obvious, and it takes a while to show up.

The man in the upper seat was dressed in ordinary clothes, a dark blue shirt, outstanding in martial arts, with thick black eyebrows, bright eyes, but with a literati's unhurried attitude, extremely stable.

He said nothing, just sat there.

I don't know how long it took before he said softly: "This matter is not your fault, don't mention it again, go on, you have worked hard during this period, so cultivate yourself well."

The guard in Tsing Yi was dripping with cold sweat on his back, and there were a few drops of sweat on his forehead. Hearing the first half of the man's words, he felt a little relieved, but at the end, his face was decrepit and he had no other emotions.

The so-called self-cultivation is to remove the current appointment. Although the official position remains unchanged, there is nothing to do. Over time, one's influence will be replaced by others, and one does not know how long it will take to return to the current position.

But he didn't dare to intercede. He couldn't be more clear about what kind of person His Highness is. If he didn't complete the errand, it would be a mistake, so there is no need to say more.

His Highness hates people who are not able to act and want to shirk their responsibilities, if they admit their mistakes honestly, there is still a chance to return to His Highness.

If you talk too much and anger His Highness, the result will not be as simple as losing your job.

"Third Brother!" A shout came from outside the door, the voice was clear and clear, quite informal, very relaxed and comfortable.

"Aren't you ready for the Mid-Autumn Festival? My mother told us yesterday that we should eat and have fun. I'm going to visit lanterns tonight. Third brother, do you want to go together?"

The man in blue sneered inwardly, and his face remained unmoved. He signaled the guards to go out to entertain the second prince, his older brother Chu Ze who was born with his first mother.

Immediately, he got up and asked the maid who was serving him in a blue palace dress to add a piece of clothes to him.

A thin palace maid in Tsing Yi was lowering her head, lying on the ground, neatly tidying up the shattered porcelain pieces, her white fingers lay on the white porcelain shards, a scar was cut out, her fingertips exposed Spots of bright red blood.

She shivered for a while, quickly sucked the blood with her mouth, and then hurriedly lowered her head to pick up the broken porcelain pieces.

"Look up!" An irresistible voice came from above.

The palace maid was a little timid, she raised her head slightly, but she didn't dare to look directly, but lowered her gaze.

"Stand up and let me see."

The maid raised her body delicately, but still lowered her head.

Chu Ze grabbed her small chin with one hand, looked at this weak, beautiful maid with pitiful eyes, firmly in his palm, brushed his fingers over her lips, and wiped away the slightly exposed blood at the corner of her mouth , Yingwu's face moved a little, revealing an obvious smile.

"At night, wait for me in the palace."

There was a blush on the maid's small and exquisite jade face, showing her shyness.

When Chuning saw her, her depressed mood improved a lot.

A woman is really a good thing to entertain a man.

After everything was taken care of, Chu Ning came out of the bedroom, and saw a tall, strong, vigorous man talking with his guard.

The man was dressed in a plain white shirt, simple and unpretentious, without any decorations, when he saw him, he said: "Third Brother, I've waited for you, let's go!"

Chuning didn't respond either. His elder brother was rude, his head was empty, he didn't know what to think about, and he only knew how to eat, drink and play all day long.

The queen mother said to him, let him restrain himself, and he also bluntly said that one must enjoy oneself in life.

It's a joke that he actually has such a brother.

……

On September [-]th, the Double Ninth Festival has passed, and the temple slowly regained its former clean atmosphere.

The borrowed scholars in the monastery also gradually calmed down, and even Shen Fei, who liked to have fun, reduced his weekend trips and started studying hard.

"I think we don't need a diary now. I know what you did when you mastered your body. I can see it clearly and clearly."

"Now, I just want to ask one thing, who are you?" Xiao Ziyu suddenly smiled when he saw the plain words left to him by his young self.

Who is he? He is Tanhualang appointed by the emperor back then, the mediocre official who has been an official for several years and knows the suffering of the people, and he is the powerful official of the Jin Dynasty who has soared and gained a great reputation.

Of course, according to some people, he is sinister and vicious, he is very deep in the city, good at hiding, he thinks twice before acting, likes to use people and friends, he is a veritable hypocrite.

Who is he, he can't tell the real from the fake, he can't even find his true self, what he has is a tired soul, with disappointment, loss, regret, left alone in his young body , Looking at those people and those things in memory, recalling those pasts of myself, those pasts that only I know.

He just watched things like that, slowly nudging things to look the other way.

He didn't even know what he was thinking, or he was a little vague and not sure.

He sighed, took a little wolf brush, dipped it in the black ink on the round inkstone, and lightly ticked off the tip of the pen, a few lines of neat and clear small characters emerged.

At the same time, Xiao Lingyin, who was silently watching from his body, was suddenly startled when he saw the writing on the paper through his body, and then slowly regained his composure.

He had doubts for a long time, but this was so unbelievable that he never dared to speculate on such a possibility.

The two can see what the two have done. Apart from being unable to communicate and knowing what the other is thinking, there is basically nothing unclear.

Xiao Lingyin could easily find that the old ghost living in him had similar habits to his own, liked to eat similar dishes, and even liked to read similar books, and even his interactions with friends he knew were normal.

Except for the small difference in sleep time, it can be ignored.What surprised Xiao Lingyin even more was that the old ghost and his daily life behavior were not at all abrupt, as if there had always been only one person in this body, not the two people he thinks now.

[Who am I, I am you. 】

It turns out that you are really another me.

【That man is lying to you, don't believe him. 】

You are wrong, I have nothing worthy of him to deceive.

【He has taken a fancy to your future, he is using you. 】

You are my future, right?No, you are not me, I am not your kind.

You are too suspicious, I am not you.

[You are not, how is it possible?Sooner or later you will become like me. 】

I am not you, I am not you.

【You know, what do we need to do?Do you know how big the world is, and how miserable the people are?Do you know that the Jin Dynasty will eventually perish?You don't know anything, you are a coward addicted to love!You say that I am not you, so why no one around you has said that you are special, no one has doubted your actions. 】

【Could it be that they are all blind!Facts have proved that we have always been one person, and I know exactly what you are thinking.You are doubting, guessing, and angry because everything is out of your control. 】

I am not you, I am not you, leave my body, you should have left this world long ago, this world does not need your existence.

【You're scared, aren't you?Look at your anger, how obvious, you coward, just let me do what you want, ridiculous, you still can't believe what I said, that man is lying to you.You are the biggest fool in the world! 】

Xiao Lingyin watched the person controlling his body and wrote this passage.

These conversations are their recent exchanges, which are often arguments and break up unhappy.

How could he be himself, how could this be possible.

Those who did those things were not me.

He didn't believe what the man said, what he told himself he would do in the future, he didn't believe it, he was so despicable and shameless, he didn't believe it, it wasn't him.

Then, he just watched the man finish writing that line and didn't care about anything else.

That person even drank a little wine, which was rare, and then controlled his body to find that person.

This is rare. When this person controls his body, he rarely takes the initiative to go to that person. This person hates that person.

This person is always reading leisurely. He is really enjoying reading, not just to increase his knowledge like himself.

What does he want to do?Xiao Lingyin struggled a little, he didn't dare to admit it, that's impossible, this person should, wouldn't do that...

The night is dark, since autumn, it gets dark early, the wind in the corridor is not small, basically there is no one there.

At this time, He An was still in the room, lighting up the lamp, and holding a yellow and old rare ancient book in his hand.

This book was only found today, and it involves the affairs of the previous dynasty. He attaches great importance to the information in this book and the information mentioned.

Therefore, he was also looking through, recording, selecting, and analyzing the authenticity of them at night.

He didn't bring many personal guards in the temple, and there were even fewer personal attendants, and he didn't like people guarding him, so he dismissed the guards early and went to rest.

There was a knocking sound outside the door, and after hearing it with sharp ears, he listened carefully for a while, pondered for a moment, put down the books in his hand, and put the books in order before he walked slowly to the door.

The wooden floor is smooth and flat, with a brown tone, and the simple curtains between the pillars still have a distance.

He was wearing white single clothes inside, and the crane cloak on the outside was already for heating, and the clothes that were covering the outside were dragging the floor, so he gathered them before approaching the door.

In front of the door was a dark figure, leaning against the door, silent.

Through a door, He An also smelled the strong smell of alcohol.

He put his hand on the door, but hesitated.