Have you washed white today [Quick Transmigration]

Eight years ago, no one could have imagined that the former monarchs and ministers would meet again, and it would be such a scene.

The last imperial city of Great Xia was breached effortlessly, and all the rebels entered the city in the early morning. Lu He's few words seemed to be that Fu Chenhuan, who had been prepared, told about Tang Yizhi, and he was relieved when he saw that he was really not angry. Come.

He still felt that Old Tang was making a big fuss, eight years is not a short time - they almost watched Fu Chenhuan grow up, and most of the current abilities of this child were taught by them personally, no matter how clear he is about his character However, why did he start to compose a drama that the emperor and his ministers would trust in the future before he ascended the throne?

Scholars are full of conspiracy theories.

However, he also knew that Tang Yizhi was kind, so he listened to some advice and adjusted the way of getting along with Fu Chenhuan. However, they had just taken over the imperial city, and there were too many things to do. In fact, they didn't have much time to stay. Just be together.

As one of the few heroes who contributed the most to this uprising, Lu He was busy for three whole days before he managed to finish all the things in his hands. He still lived in the former Weiyuanhou Mansion—even though Everyone knows that after the establishment of the new dynasty, his status must be more than just that of a marquis, but now that the affairs are complicated, he can only do what is convenient.

Even Fu Chenhuan hasn't lived in the palace yet.

On the third night of the rebel army's entry into the city, many affairs finally came to an end temporarily. Lu He left all the chores of the new emperor's enthronement to the literati in the new team, and arranged the defense of the capital. Tour the sky prison again, and then go back to the house to sleep.

It was there that he suddenly met Xia Zhi.

——I don't know if it was Fu Chenhuan deliberately avoiding related matters, or the former emperor's sense of existence was too low. In the past three days, no news about Xia Zhi reached Lu He's ears. I didn't pay attention, and I had a physical aversion to the name of the old master, so I didn't think about asking myself, so I almost naturally forgot about this matter.

But at this moment... Seeing the emperor who had killed himself and the world in the past, wearing a blood-stained prison uniform, locked in a square inch in embarrassment, Lu He's heart still skipped a beat.

"Tsk," he complained to 000 in his heart, "it's so miserable."

000: "...After all, it's been three days."

I wonder if this is not the consequence of your own decision to place py!Wait, this is somehow part of your brother... right?Why do I hear a little schadenfreude in your tone? !

The system felt that it was necessary to re-examine the relationship between the host and his mission goals, this plastic brotherhood took jujube pills.

Lu He stopped involuntarily. He didn't know what state of mind he was in. He took down the key hanging from the wall next to him, opened the cell door and walked in.

The person inside should have heard the sound, turned over with great effort, and the blood on many parts of his body was stained with the movement again, but he didn't seem to notice it, and even had a bit of laziness.

"Who wants to seek revenge on me..."

The voice stopped abruptly when he saw the person coming.

Lu He clenched his fists in his sleeves, and walked slowly towards the pile of straws that looked prickly with no expression on his face. Xia Zhi just stared at his face blankly, the only thing in his body that was still smooth and intact A look of complete bewilderment appeared on his face.

"land……"

His voice sounded like sleepwalking.

Lu He looked at him condescendingly for a while. The former emperor propped his elbows on the ground and looked up at him with a dazed face. They just looked at each other quietly until Xia Zhi felt something, and suddenly lowered his eyes. Said he avoided his sight in embarrassment.

"You... are also here for revenge?"

He opened his mouth softly, and the voice that seemed to be calm just now suddenly became hoarse, which was a bit pitiful.

Lu He shook his head, his voice was still cold as usual: "Personally speaking, you have nothing wrong with me."

Xia Zhi looked up in surprise, he even stood up, it didn't look like he was injured so seriously.

That's right... Lu He thought to himself: Eight years ago, this person's kung fu far surpassed his own. Not to mention his exquisite moves, his internal strength is even more profound. In fact, it is nothing.

But this would be very strange—with his kung fu, even if he could not break out of the encirclement among thousands of troops, it would be easy to escape from this prison, so why did this dignified former king of a country stay here? What about the low-level prison guards he used to not even glance at?

He looked at Xia Zhi inquisitively, but he heard the other party ask anxiously: "What do you mean...Lu He, Feng Ming...you don't blame me?"

"..."

The man who didn't get an answer seemed to have forgotten his disguise. He took a sudden step forward and raised his hand to grab Lu He's shoulder.

The general frowned suddenly, and raised his hand vigilantly to block it - he would no longer have the slightest contempt for this person, but Xia Zhi once again exceeded his expectations, there was an indescribable force surging from the place where his arms touched , the thick inner strength destroyed all his defenses as soon as it came into contact. Lu He felt as if his arm was about to break off. fell to the ground.

All of this happened almost in an instant. Before Lu He could react, he felt himself fall into a bloody embrace. He wanted to struggle, but the acupuncture points on his waist were tapped. It's soft, and I can't lift it up with any strength.

"you……!"

This too-familiar scene opened the gates of memory, and the images that he thought he had forgotten flooded into his mind like a flood. Lu He trembled slightly, and a look of humiliation could not help but appear in his eyes. He stared fiercely at Xia Zhi, sharply His eyebrows and eyes were as sharp as a sword against the flames dancing in the prison, and there seemed to be fire in those beautiful light gray pupils.

Xia Zhi was so stared at by him that his heart ached, and he hurriedly explained: "Don't worry... I, I just want to talk to you, Feng Ming, I have been waiting for you for eight years, and I just want to talk to you."

Lu He bit his lower lip, but ignored him. He even closed his eyes and turned his head away, as if refusing to communicate.

His skills are not as good as others, and he is restrained again, this can only be his own fault, Xia Zhi is more capable than he thought, this time it is considered as a move he missed.

Seeing him like this, Xia Zhi sighed softly, had no choice but to let go of him and put him aside first, carefully daring not to touch him again, but after all, he was unwilling to untie his acupuncture points.

He waited for this person for so long, he was really afraid, if he let go of his hand a little bit, the cat that had finally shown up would disappear in an instant.

"Feng Ming..." Xia Zhi said in a low voice, seeing Lu He's expression of resistance, she didn't dare to force him, so she changed her address politely, "Lu He, Lord Lu, just talk to me, okay?" good?"

"..." Lu He opened his eyes and looked over with a frown, as if he couldn't understand, "What do you want to do?"

Xia Zhi said: "You said just now that you don't blame me, is that true?"

When did I say that?

But you can't ask like that, Lu He took a deep breath, and tried to use the most business-like and unadulterated voice: "If you are talking about... the Ziji Temple, it is just a deal, You kept your promise, and I have long forgotten about it, so why bring it up again."

Even though it was a strong buying and selling based on unfair status from the very beginning, in the end it could be regarded as getting the result he wanted, and Lu He felt that there was nothing to say about it.

Fu Chenhuan's life, the future of Tang Yizhi's school of Qing literati, and the longest accumulation of all these things later, all of them are more important than his own feelings. In this way, he still earned money.

Xia Zhi's eyes darkened, and he laughed a little self-deprecatingly: "I should have thought of it earlier."

His cat was the kind of person who always wanted to carry the whole world on his shoulders, caring about everything except himself—and whether he could carry it or not.

There was silence in the prison for a while, Lu He stared firmly at an unknown stain in the corner of the wall, making up his mind not to respond to Xia Zhi Zhuo Zhuo's gaze on him, which made people somewhat flustered.

But as time went by, he couldn't help becoming a little anxious.

What exactly does Xia Zhi want to do?His time is precious, and he can't spend it here with this psychopath—even if this person wants to coerce him to run out, he is confident that he can find a solution, but at this moment, the two of them are frozen here, as if they will be silent for eternity What's the matter?

Lu He finally raised his eyes impatiently, just as he bumped into the complicated and incomprehensible whirlpool in the eyes of the former emperor.

He froze for a moment, then asked again: "What exactly do you want?"

……I want you.

Xia Zhi's heart was churning hard at these words, the strong longing almost tore his heart apart, but he still didn't dare to say a word, he just stared fiercely at the handsome and indifferent man in front of him. The man's gaze seems to be piercing a hole in him.

"What do you think?" he asked at last.

Lu He concentrated his internal energy to try to break through the sealed acupuncture points, and responded casually: "Isn't it because you want to restore the country?"

The man opposite let out a chuckle.

"If I thought that way, I wouldn't be here now."

Lu He was taken aback, turned his eyes to his face for the first time, and finally couldn't hold back the doubt in his heart: "I really don't understand," he bit his lips, "You don't seem to be greedy for pleasure people."

On the contrary, Xia Zhi is even more self-disciplined and resolute than most of the people he knows, which can be seen from the fact that he has practiced unpredictable kung fu with the dignity of an emperor, but it is almost unknown.

And if you think about it carefully, apart from the Fu family tragedy, he didn't seem to have personally issued any order of anger and grievance. It's just that as the supreme ruler of this country, when the government and the opposition are chaotic and the people are struggling, inaction is already his biggest sin.

Lu He was suddenly a little angry. He realized that Xia Zhi obviously had that ability, he could make this country better, and they didn't have to go this far.

Xia Zhi raised his eyebrows in surprise: "I thought I was a hopeless and brutal executioner in your heart."

Lu He seemed to think about it seriously: "...It's about the same."

Xia Zhi was actually amused by him, he shook his head, and simply squatted in front of Lu He who was sitting against the corner, not caring about his own image at all: "It's not as simple as you think, Da Xia has already rotted to the root, instead of bothering Labor taught him to linger, it would be better to cut off the cancer directly, if it is not broken, it will not be established, only the wildfire will burn it out, and it will bring a new life that will flourish in spring."

Lu He was taken aback.

"Of course." Xia Zhi blinked at him, "The main reason is that I am impatient to treat this country, and I can't cure it—since there is a better way, I will enjoy it for a few years, and then cut the mess quickly. How easy it is to leave the mess to you."

Lu He: "..."

Xia Zhi went on to say: "What kind of expression do you have? I took the initiative to stay and 'accept punishment'. Take a look, this is for me. I have lived for so many years, and I have never suffered this kind of crime. "

He was still in good spirits, and he rolled up his sleeves to show Lu He the source of the bloodstains on his body—it was really shocking to see, the skin under the clothes was almost useless, there were bloodstains and torn wounds everywhere... Really It is difficult to connect this dilapidated body with the man in front of him with a relaxed smile on his face.

Lu He's breathing was stagnant, and his face turned pale uncontrollably.

The Hunjun with a hippie smile in front of him suddenly overlapped with an overly familiar person in his memory, and a twitching pain suddenly passed over his heart. Warehouse, and...

Zhan Qingyun's lifeless face trapped in the snow-white sheets.

Hold.

Lu He's body shook violently, he closed his eyes as if escaping, and turned his head aside violently with the force of fleeing.

000 hesitated for a moment, then hesitantly put a mosaic on him with hindsight.

"Host, are you... okay?"

"..."

"The hormone levels in your body are a bit messed up," Ai Ai's voice was a bit worried, "Uh, do you want to open the virtual illusion?"

"..."

"Host?"

"To shut up."

The accumulated internal force finally gathered into an arrow with great difficulty, and stabbed fiercely towards the sealed acupuncture point. Lu He suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest. Live blood slid down the corner of his lips.

"Lu He!"

Xia Zhi turned pale with shock, he never thought that the person in front of him could be so decisive even when he was so cautious. You must know that even for a martial arts practitioner, forcibly punching the acupoint may hurt the root. Not to mention in such a short time...

But Lu He opened the hand he extended to help. The man pursed his lips silently, staggered up against the wall, quickly flashed out of the cell door, and dropped the lock.

Even though he also knew that if Xia Zhi wanted to escape, such Fan Tie would not be able to stop him at all.

So what, Xia Zhi's ability has fallen to the current level, no one will believe that he didn't do it on purpose, Lu He is not worried about his attempt to restore the restoration, and admits that in terms of the crimes he committed, the current punishment is also considered The repayment will be seven or eighty eighty-eight, as for whether this person lives or dies later, what does it matter to him?

He just couldn't accept that he had the slightest possibility of being a hostage to bring trouble to the new dynasty.

Seeing the person turn around and leave, Xia Zhi didn't even think about it, rushed up and grabbed the other person's sleeve through the cell door, but those iron railings restricted his movement, Lu He dodged lightly, and the piece of cloth fell It slipped through his fingers.

Xia Zhi stared blankly at the empty palm, and his heart throbbed uncontrollably.

"You take care of yourself," Lu He finally sighed, and said softly, "It's just that it's best not to come to me again, I don't want to see you again."

"..."

Xia Zhi hurriedly took two steps across, with a truly anxious look on his face: "Wait! Lu He, don't go... Listen, that kid Fu Chenhuan is not authentic, he is very dangerous, don't trust him too much !"

Lu He raised his eyebrows mockingly: "Why should I believe you?"

"Because..." Xia Zhi gave a sudden pause, and then said without hesitation, "I put someone beside him, Lu He, what I just said is true... I have no attachment to this country, so I gave it up. But I always have to leave some retreat for myself, those around him..."

"I know."

"You know... what?!"

Lu He, who had half of his face hidden in the shadow of the fire, raised his head, his bright facial features were shockingly beautiful under the flickering light, his thin lips parted slightly, and he repeated softly: "I know."

The general's brows and eyes moved, and that mask-like indifferent face suddenly came alive. Xia Zhi stared at him blankly, as if his chest had been hit hard by something.

"There is also Yutang Garden in the backyard of Ziji Hall..."

"There are Miaojiang's hallucinogenic Miyao peonies planted inside." Lu He raised the corners of his lips, "Xia Zhi, I know you never liked Xiao Huan, how difficult do you think your little thoughts can be?"

"..."

"Actually, it is impossible for him to live in Ziji Palace, but thank you for reminding me, tomorrow I will order the palace staff to pull out all those poisons."

"Lu He..."

The man wiped off the blood from the corner of his lips, a mocking smile appeared on his face, then he turned and left, the corner of the luxurious and dazzling robe rolled over at the boundary between light and shadow, and then disappeared into the darkness.

Leaving Xia Zhi staring blankly at the dark and empty corridor of the dungeon, he suddenly punched the wall.

Lu He walked out of the gate of the prison, and the refreshing evening breeze rushed towards his face. He couldn't help but took a deep breath, and the aching depression in his chest seemed to dissipate a little.

Lu Chengzao led a beautiful black horse and waited outside the door. When he saw him, he greeted him with a smile: "Young master, you have worked hard. Come back to the house quickly, young master..."

Lu He lowered his eyes and interrupted him: "It should be called the emperor."

"What...?" Lu Cheng was taken aback, and quickly patted his mouth lightly, "Look at my memory—the emperor is waiting in the mansion, and said that he would discuss with you about rebuilding the palace."

"I don't understand those things, why did he come to ask me?"

"Then how do I know, maybe it's a show of respect, after all..."

"Lu Cheng."

"Hey, hey, I know, I know, well, you go back and ask yourself, I still don't talk too much."

When Lu He returned to the mansion, Fu Chenhuan was already waiting in the main hall, teasing a thrush in a bored manner, and was pecked by accident. He turned his head and saw the owner of the house coming back, immediately showing a boyish look of grievance.

"Fengming, look, I came here to give you a bird with good intentions, the little thing is not funny at all, just pecked me, it hurts."

Lu He glanced at the bird and raised his hand to salute him, but he was hurriedly supported. He smiled and didn't insist, but said calmly: "Listen to Lu Cheng, you don't even have to pay for the reconstruction of the palace. ask me?"

Fu Chenhuan blushed, and said embarrassingly: "Where is it, I just want to see you, and I just came here to hide."

He suddenly thought of something, and quickly said: "But the palace is indeed going to undergo major changes. If you like it or not, just tell me. The construction period starts tomorrow, and I will tell them to go according to your wishes."

Lu He couldn't help laughing: "It's not that I want to live, so what should I do?"

Fu Chenhuan blinked: "Your thoughts are mine. Look at the courtyard of the Marquis of Weiyuan. I've been traveling here and there for so many years, but I think this is the most pleasing place."

Lu He shrugged his shoulders, took a bite of the pastry that the young man sent as a flattery, and couldn't help showing a satisfied expression. He thought for a while, and said casually: "I can't think of anything at the moment... By the way, Queen Ziji Let's keep the scene of Yutang Garden, the flowers are so beautiful, but I don't know why they can't be planted anywhere else. When they were first planted, they were rewarded to the important officials in the court, but there was no one left outside the palace. That sea of ​​flowers is now considered to be the best in the world."

He seemed to say these words inadvertently, and Fu Chenhuan agreed with a smile. The young man rested his chin, lazily drew circles on the table with one hand, and fixed his eyes on the beautifully shaped lips of the man in front of him. His lips parted slightly, and the tip of his tongue swept away the remaining cake crumbs, his eyes suddenly darkened, and his Adam's apple couldn't help but move slightly.

"The sea of ​​flowers is really beautiful, and I like it very much." Finally he said softly.

I think it matches you very well.