My claws must be on it

do you know?You are really good looking.In other words, you are really good at acting.

You say you are making trouble for no reason, but you tolerate everything about me; you say you are domineering and willful, but you are secretly considerate; you say your hands are stained with blood...but you only show me the red flower juice in your palm with a smile.

So I fell into your soft protective circle so easily, and it even made me wanton destruction, making me feel that I have not left my home, nothing has changed... I still take it for granted that people are equal... …

Then I saw the sea of ​​fire.

Then I realized that pets and owners are two species.You kneel before the cat and act like a slave just because you like it, but you still have the power to hurt it easily.

Both of us... probably the same.

You don't get blood, it's out of your mood.But you can always pick up the blade of power when you need it.

And me?I don't kill people, basically because I don't have that power.

You have lied to me for so long without knowing it... so long... that I almost forgot our real first meeting.

You always said that when you went to Huazhou, you saw a dirty little animal with dark eyes and grunting in the flower field that Xia Yu had beaten into a mess. He asked to come over from the emperor, wiped his face, and turned out to be a stupid girl.

Even if your tone is sarcasm and sarcasm, but speaking... it seems like the beginning of a romantic and fairy tale story.

I almost thought it was real for a while...

Until today think of it.

Where did I appear in Huadi... I was in a prison cell!

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In summer, it's sweltering, flowers bloom in Huazhou's famous treasure land, and the emperor visits in private.

That little girl suddenly appeared--short and medium hair, slightly curly at the bottom, wine red stretches from the hair root not far away, black hair that is only one finger long, a bohemian dress that looks rebellious now, and a shiny white skirt. sandals.

With a plop, it fell at the feet of the man with the bright yellow hem.

Out of phase!

In this feudal era, droughts, rains and dews are all directed by God. If the king of a country disagrees—what is Jiang Yinggu...is particularly important.

So the first time they met...was in that dark and dank dungeon in Huazhou.

Jiang Yinggu woke up dizzy, and what he immediately felt was surprise and panic.

"who are you?"

"I'm Jiang... I, I don't know..."

"Where are you from? Why did you appear suddenly?"

"……I have no idea……"

"What's the matter with your hair? Where is this worn?"

"I……"

……

Before her eyes were all monsters, ghosts and ghosts, bright yellow ghosts, and ghosts wearing Taoist clothes. They whispered to each other and said that this was a hint of the will of the gods. After reading the Taoist uniform, Bu Achilles revealed that it was a person who was born differently and did not come from here. Attributed here.

The person with the bright yellow mouth smiling but with cold eyes said, so what does Ai Qing think we should make her "return here"?

So she felt cold.

Suddenly she backed away from the side of the cell in horror, curled up hoping to protect herself, she even wanted to cover her eyes and hug herself, just to give herself a little more sense of security.

……

"Oh..." Jiang Yinggu on the bed shrank like a nightmare, smelled of alcohol, his cheeks were flushed, his eyes were tightly closed, but his brows were frowning, and his eyelashes were trembling.

……

But His Highness, who had been watching the show from above, blinked, bent down and grabbed her cheek with his hand.

Yan Chuan raised an eyebrow on the stunning face he saw for the first time, stretched out his hand from the layered wide sleeves, and looked at her or examined her, with a low and mellow voice: "...Little girl, what do you still remember?"

Jiang Yinggu raised his head in a daze, his feet shrank in a sandal with a broken strap, and the frayed long skirt was stained with dirty water on the ground, his eyes were embarrassed and frightened: "I...I can't remember anything..."

"Yeah." Yan Chuan smiled, with warmth in the corners of her brows and eyes, and wiped off the dirt on her face with her thumb: "Do you remember your name?"

"Jiang Yinggu...my name is Jiang Yinggu." Xu Yanchuan's voice comforted her, and she said slowly.

"Yinggu... don't come from here, but return here? Welcome back the five grains..." The smile in her eyes deepened a bit: "Good name. Brother Huang will see a newspaper this year and collect a few more grains."

"Brother Huang...can I ask this girl to be my playmate?"

His Highness turned his head and smiled lazily, his soft and clean face seemed to glow, and with a single sentence, he sealed the life and death of the alien.

……

Yanchuan walked in front and led Jiang Yinggu out of the cell with a smile.

"I've never seen...a real dungeon." Jiang Yinggu also understood the fact that he had traveled through, and said in a low voice.

"It's nothing to see." Yan Chuan said with a smile: "Little girl, you will have nightmares after seeing it."

"How...how is it possible? I haven't seen anything. We have... everything..." Jiang Yinggu's head was still throbbing, and he couldn't accept the current situation, and subconsciously refuted with a depressed expression.

"Okay, okay." Although Yan Chuan said so, he turned around to cover her eyes with his hands, went behind her, and pushed her forward. He didn't think she was dirty after rolling around in the cell .

"I'm really fine... I won't be scared at all!" Jiang Yinggu said stubbornly like someone, as if he didn't know the identity of Princess Yanchuan, and he wanted to object even trivially, shaking his head and trying to get her hand off.

Yan Chuan also knew that she was annoyed, and needed time to accept the fact of time travel, so he didn't follow her common sense at all, and explained to her very smoothly: "Okay, okay, just listen to it...we just passed by Cell...the prisoner in the room on the left is dead."

Jiang Yinggu was taken aback for a moment, and stopped making trouble.

"It's hot in summer, and the prison cell is very humid. Before the jailer had time to check the corpse, it was already decomposed, and there was mucus coming out of the abdominal cavity, which was ugly." She described it in detail, and the rancid smell awakened Jiang Yinggu's sense of smell. She imagined the scene of the corpse.

No matter how disgusting and curious the scene on TV was, it was fake, but she imagined that there was a real corpse around her. He might have been a living person a day ago, but now he is lying here quietly, smelling dirty...it is completely different the concept of.

The smell was smoky, and the stench got into her nose.

Goosebumps suddenly appeared on the left side of Jiang Yinggu's body, and she shivered, feeling a little bored and uncomfortable. She didn't eat, and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in her stomach, so she stopped talking.

"Go a few more steps and the cell will be over. We're going to pass the execution room." She continued.

"I... the torture pepper water tiger stool in our hometown will not surprise me!" Jiang Yinggu cheered himself up and said, "It's none of my business!"

"Yes, we just passed by." Yan Chuan chimed in.

"We passed a whip rack with blood on it, be careful."

Jiang Yinggu shrank his feet.

"There is another person on the tiger board...he seems to be unconscious."

Jiang Yinggu's sense of hearing was suddenly stimulated, and an invisible voice shattered.The voice was...weak, with desperate pain in it.

"Ah, there's a person who swallows oil pans here." Yan Chuan's voice was relaxed and indifferent.

"I don't know... what is... a pan to swallow oil." Jiang Yinggu's heart tightened.

"It is to boil the very thick and very thick chili water until it is boiling hot and bubbling, put a large bowl in a sea bowl, open the mouth and fix it for people to pour it down."

Yanchuan said lightly.

But the sound of the burning water almost brought Jiang Yinggu to the scene, and the broken wailing between swallowing tortured her ear nerves from time to time.

"This is a good way...to deal with the rebellious party." Yan Chuan's fingers covering Jiang Yinggu's eyes were cold, just like her unconscious and indifferent tone in Jiang Yinggu's heart now: "They struggled when they were poured down, and the hot peppers were burning. Water would run around in the nasal passages and eyes, their eyeballs would be red, and it would be difficult to breathe. Sometimes chili water would flow out of the facial features...with boiled and melted pimples."

"...and the hot chili will flow down the esophagus and burn all the places it passes, and then corrode from the inside. . . . They will feel a fire, burning from the heart. Convicted soon ... for an early death. "

Yan Chuan covered her eyes tightly, but she didn't see anything.

But those cold words also came from Yan Chuan's mouth.

……

Jiang Yinggu walked over in a daze, hearing the pain in the darkness that lingered for a long time.

It should have dissipated...but now that it reappeared in the dream, Jiang Yinggu realized that it has been resounding in her heart, reminding her that if she is not careful, this may be her ending...

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"Why do you want you from the emperor?"

"...Why?" Yan Chuan looked nostalgic in his eyes, raised his head and said seriously: "Probably because you are from my other world?"

Jiang Yinggu was startled, thinking of her identity as a modern person to see her face, only to realize that Yanchuan didn't seem to mean that.

She shook her head: "you are very innocent, you don't know anything, you don't understand anything, you are like a child. I have never seen a person like you.

...My imperial brother knows everything, my sister-in-laws are their masters, and the courtiers have their own considerations.We fake jokes and talk together, but in fact, every word we say is to bite off a piece of meat from each other. "

"...Even my three-year-old nephew knows how to show off his power in front of others and wait until the emperor comes, crying and pretending to be pitiful."

"You are indeed different." As she said this, she stared straight into Jiang Yinggu's eyes, and flicked her fingers in front of her, as if she wanted to touch her, as if she was indulging in the mellow wine inside, intoxicated:

"...I only saw ignorance."

……

"I live in an ice field.

But you just think of flowers blooming on the ice...

Delicate and innocent. "

"I just want it to go on forever...preferably never to get involved in my annoying calculations."

"..." After listening to her words, Jiang Yinggu avoided her fingers, was silent for a while, and said slowly: "But you don't know that flowers have no ability to bloom on the ice. You are all travelers in the ice and snow, only it is Flowers, she will freeze to death sooner or later, or be trampled underfoot. It was a mistake."

"Beautiful mistake." Yan Chuan immediately replied with a smile, stroking her face, with an intoxicatingly warm expression, Jiang Yinggu was stunned: "...you don't have the ability to keep yourself alive, but I do."

His Highness raised his head slightly, showing a hint of arrogance:

"...I can dig fire with my sword, I can stop snowflakes from flying, I can surround a moat...to protect the only light."

Jiang Yinggu was silent for a long time.

Words swirled in her throat, and suddenly she took a deep breath, and said:

"So...then you are the only one who can kill me!"

A long crack!Her constant worry, the curse that cut off love!

You are the only one who can kill me!

Can predators be friends with food?If the predator could do it, could her friends do it? !

She knows how powerful this sentence is. This is directly tearing the skin apart, tearing apart so much tenderness and relationship between the two of them, revealing the bloody truth inside: their identities determine that their feelings are never equal, and they belong to one person. Absolute control, and one person's absolute obedience.

She imagined that Yan Chuan was shocked, disappointed, or even angry with her.

But Yan Chuan had nothing, Yan Chuan was stunned, and even showed a trace of inexplicable pity: "I thought you would never think of this..." She nodded with a smile: "Yes, there is no way... Power is original sin."

"I enjoy it because I was born a princess, and I also bear the burden because I was born a princess. Everyone is afraid of me, and it should be."

Jiang Yinggu suddenly fell silent.

She suddenly remembered... not only herself would be sad because of their friendship.

She will too.

She was so powerful that she even let herself forget about it.

Everyone was afraid of her... Then did she think... at least one heartless man named Jiang Yinggu didn't care and regarded her as a very good friend?

Actually... Really!We are friends... Don't doubt this! ...I'm just... a little... worried.

She peeked at Yan Chuan, a little worried that she would be sad.

"Don't be afraid." There was a trace of sadness in Yan Chuan's eyes, but it was not for himself, but for the blushing little girl: "I know what you have been worrying about."

"But think about it carefully, okay?" She tilted her head slightly, treating her cautiously, but her tone was full of the confidence accumulated by the princess over the years.Probably no one dares to refuse, and no one will refuse her:

"How do I treat you?... Do I respect you as the same person as me?... If you are wary of and reject me because of my identity, it's not that I look down on you, it's that you discriminate against me—but I know you're not. In your bones you think we're equal, and that's fine."

"Then you are afraid of the power in my hands, and that it will hurt you one day without us knowing. Is it?"

"You should trust me.

How many years I have lived, how many years I have been alone.

I finally met you.

Will I... be so mad that one day I will kill my only warmth and partner...? "

She misappropriated the word "partner" cunningly, and showed a serious look to the lazy and indifferent person, with extraordinary sincerity:

"So... you know what? You are... important to me...

only one. "Yan Chuan leaned over to hug her, and the warm fragrance lingered:

"Trust me. I have the ability to protect you, and I definitely have... the will to protect you."

Jiang Yinggu felt that her whole body was wrapped, warm and safe.

Does she trust her?

She was so afraid that she would not have the ability to live and was controlled by others. When Yan Chuan rejected her, it would be a dead end.

But does she believe she will protect her?

Can this promise dispel her doubts and worries?

Even though she had read so many historical records, the royal family chatted and laughed during the murders, drinking wine and wine, princes and princes, and congratulating each other.

Even though she has seen so many royal families change their faces and kill their old friends with the blessing of power.

the answer is……

Yes.

can.

Yan Chuan spoke so sincerely and cautiously, she said that she wanted to protect the only light and comfort that she had alone on the road of Jiangshan Mountain...

She kept her word, she never abused her power, Jiang Yinggu also believed that she would not change, for this... she even dared to bet her own life!

Jiang Yinggu swallowed her saliva, as if her gloom had disappeared, she finally fell into her arms exhaustedly, sniffing the fragrance between her hair, and slowly closed her eyes:

"Erya..."

"I'm here, I'm here." Yan Chuan patted her on the back with a smile, Ya's long eyelashes opened and closed, and the corners of his red lips brushed past Jiang Yinggu's unawares, their lips were very close to each other, full of ambiguity .