After crossing, I became the emperor Bai Yueguang

Seeing Jiang Chi crying, Zhai Xu's eyes were filled with a condensed smile, and he put his big palm on Jiang Chi's head, "Ah Chi, everything from the past has disappeared, and the next time is our exclusive time."

The man's handsome face with sharp edges and corners, a slightly irritating smile, Jiang Chi's pent-up depression and heartache dissipated, he pulled Zhai Xu to sit up, and suddenly remembered the manga manuscript he asked Xiao Qingzi to put away.

Jiang Chi has also been exposed to comics before, and he has some background, but this ancient time does not have the skills of modern times, and the things he draws can only be done by hand, black and white, even so, Jiang Chi is also very satisfied.

"You sit here, I'll go get things." Jiang Chi pressed Zhai Xu on the stool, walked to his hiding place, and moved out a small wooden cabinet. At the beginning, he also thought of himself, maybe he also wanted to let him go. Zhai Xu regretted that he and his belongings, Jiangchi, did not resolutely burn them, but packed them up and kept them.

The cabinet was pure black, shining under the light. Jiang Chi touched the small cabinet with nostalgia, and opened the cabinet under Zhai Xu's gaze. The comics he draws.

Jiang Chi took out the small plate of rice paper, laid it flat on the table, and sat next to Zhai Xu, unfolding scenes, frames, watching the pictures presented on the rice paper, as if a movie was being projected in his mind display.

Jiang Chi pointed to the scene where he was injured lying on the bed, and smiled, "At the beginning, my ideal was to get rid of the little tyrant and fly away."

"Little tyrant." Zhai Xu's hand came up at some point, Jiang Chi shivered slightly, and turned into a flatterer, and his voice lowered unconsciously, "Isn't it? I didn't know who was tempting in every possible way back then, and thought I was The secret agent sent by which country was almost killed, I was killed, how can I still be here now."

"Yes, yes, what A Chi said is correct." Zhai Xu nodded, and directly hugged Jiang Chi and sat on his lap. Jiang Chi twisted uncomfortably, and then he felt the grip between his thighs The hot and hard object, Jiang Chi blushed, stretched out his hand and pressed it down.

"Zhai Xu, you hungry bastard."

Aggrieved, Zhai Xu buried his head on Jiang Chi's shoulder, like a beaten little golden retriever, "Who made Ah Chi so attractive, I can't help it."

"Then bear with me." Jiang Chi wanted to break free from Zhai Xu's embrace as he said that, but Zhai Xu didn't intend to let it go, and kissed after breaking Jiang Chi, the deeper and deeper the kiss, the more intense the action With the tenderness and lingering nostalgia, Zhai Xu hugged Jiang Chi tightly and walked towards the bed.

The candlelight is extinguished, there are many shadows, the hot and continuous breath hits the face, the panting breath, the kiss that can't be stopped, getting heavier and heavier, Jiang Chi is confused, clinging to Zhai Xu's body, the moment of resisting, it is the two sides The carnival of release.

This night is destined to be restless.

The hall asked for hot water three or four times, Xiao Qingzi kept watch all night, and also listened to the corner of the wall all night, her face flushed with worry, she wondered if her master's body could hold it.

Jiang Chi woke up again in the morning, the outside of the hall was as quiet as a chicken, Jiang Chi was tightly wrapped, lying on the bed, his diaphragm hurt, even his arms were numb, Jiang Chi just woke up still There was a feeling of being in a dream. When the numbness in his arms subsided, Jiang Chi turned over and rested his head on his arms.

The feeling of returning to Xiyue seems to be pretty good, except that the waist seems to be broken and the legs are sore and limp like noodles, the rest is actually nothing.

Jiang Chi raised his lips, his hazy eyes narrowed into a thin line.

"Master, you need to wash up." Xiaoqingzi's voice came from outside the hall. Jiang Chi propped himself up, only to feel a fishy sweetness rushing from his throat. Red plum blossoms bloomed on the inner shirt, and Jiang Chi wiped the blood stains from the corner of his mouth indifferently.

He thought that being on the island was just an accident, but now that he saw the bright red in front of him, Jiang Chi could no longer deceive himself.

Xiao Qingzi's voice got closer, Jiang Chi crumpled his inner shirt, turned over and threw it under the bed, the smell of blood was strong in his mouth, Jiang Chi kept wiping it with a handkerchief, the smell of rust made Jiang Chi felt sick.

Xiao Qingzi walked in with the toiletries, and saw Jiang Chi's pale face at a glance. Xiao Qingzi was worried, her eyes were bright and red, and handed over a wiping kerchief. Jiang Chi wiped his face, "Xiao Qing Zi is really a little crying bag."

"Master, there are no slaves." Taking advantage of the moment Xiaoqingzi bowed his head, Jiang Chi washed up, and the last touch of red was covered up, Jiang Chi wiped his hands, "I don't know who lost the golden bean when they saw me last night bean."

Thinking of last night, Xiao Qingzi's reddish eyes turned red, and tears fell down, "Master, slave, I miss you." When the news of Jiang Chi's assassination reached the palace, Xiao Qingzi was very anxious. , but there was nothing he could do. Seeing that his master was fine, Xiao Qingzi was inexplicably relieved.

The breakfast was delivered, and Xiao Qingzi carefully arranged the meal. Before Jiang Chi could speak, Xiao Qingzi told Jiang Chi what had happened in the past two years.

Two years ago, Xin Ning and Su Yan colluded to plan a rebellion. The rebellion was finalized by Zhai Xu and dealt with one by one. Most of the participants were members of the prime minister's faction, including the Jiang family, Xin family, and Yan family.

Xin Ning was thrown into the cold palace and was stabbed with a cup of poisoned wine. Su Yan died in the dungeon. After the Jiang family incident happened, Jiang Ting, who was already seriously ill, met the palace servants who made her suffer, and froze to death in Xia Yu Pavilion.

As for the rest, what Zhai Xu said is true, they were either exiled, or executed after autumn, the mastermind died, and even the person who was sitting was implicated, and they would never enter the capital.

Jiang Chi listened, and gradually lost his appetite. He asked Xiao Anzi to pack up the meals and go out. He sat alone and stared out of the window, lost in thought. He suddenly wanted to see his own face, sitting in front of the bronze mirror with its own filter, Jiang Chi After wiping his face, his complexion seemed a little too pale, even the bronze mirror couldn't stop the paleness.

Hands hang down weakly, Jiang Chi's eyes fell on the small cabinet next to the bronze mirror, and when he opened it, Jiang Chi burst into tears, and the whole cabinet was filled with wooden hairpins, which were simply decorated, and there were faint blood stains on the hairpins , Jiang Chi's heart seemed to be icy cold as if a cold wind was blowing in.

Zhai Xu is such an idiot. During the two years he was away, Zhai Xu must have been making hairpins every day. Otherwise, he would have filled up the small cabinet. The small cabinet is neither big nor small. The writing brushes are average, and there are at least a hundred hairpins in the small cabinet, even if it takes a year and a half to carve, this hairpin is a slow work.

However, the blood stains on the hairpin that cannot be washed away are probably the traces left by Zhai Xu's continuous carving.