White Moonlight's Substitute Road

The regent seemed to be one of a kind, just after dawn, he urged Wang Sanjinsi to go to the firewood room to pick up people and send them to the dungeon.

An Chi seemed to be getting worse, he couldn't take a step anymore, Wang San felt a little pitiful, so he took the initiative to bend down to carry his back, but was snatched away by a figure that floated over suddenly.

When Wang Sanjinsi saw that it was Master Si Que who had been transformed into the big black cat of his master, he didn't dare to make a mistake for a while, and quickly stepped aside.

Si Que hugged An Chi again, this time holding his arms tighter.

His face was still numb, with only a pair of eyes looking at the person in his arms tenderly.

An Chi smiled weakly at him, and said, "Si Que...I'm getting more and more useless."

There was a hint of sadness in Si Que's warm eyes, but he still didn't speak, he just raised his head and walked forward.

Before he had gone far, he was stopped by a man standing in front of the porch with his hands behind his back.

"You know, you can't go anywhere."

The man turned his back to them, and his voice was gloomy and cold. It was Tang Ling, the regent who kicked open the door last night and ordered him to be thrown into the woodshed.

Si Que stiffened his neck and refused to give in, muttering: "If you want to send him to the dungeon, I will live in the dungeon with him."

His voice sounded exactly like Tang Ling's.It's just that his tone of voice was childish, with a silly innocence, not that cold.

After hearing this, Tang Ling turned around slowly, with a sharp and stern face like Si Que's.

It's just that he was wearing a moon-white and elegant gown, unlike Si Que who was wearing jet black.

"If you're sure you want to do that, I won't stop you." He said coldly.

Si Que is connected with his life and soul, and they should not leave each other too far for too long, otherwise, the two of them will die together.

Tang Ling thought it didn't matter, it was just hell, he and Si Que had gone through it together once, so why not go through it again?

Si Que obviously hesitated.

He wasn't afraid of the rotten bones and heart, like Ling Chi's hell, but he was afraid that after falling into hell, he would never see An Chi again.

Tang Ling understood what he was thinking, so he only let out a cold snort, and turned his back again.

"Why? Why did you do this to him? What did he do wrong?"

Si Que looked down at An Chi, who was breathing weakly, and asked aggrievedly.

Tang Ling, who had his back to them, didn't answer, as if he didn't hear the question at all.

why?

An Chi also wanted to ask this question, but he didn't ask, he just nestled his head weakly against Si Que's chest.

So warm!

He closed his eyes contentedly, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a comfortable smile.

At this moment, there was a loud noise not far away.

A servant hurriedly came over to report: "My lord, the king of Pingjing County is visiting. There is a lot of noise. He has already rushed in."

As soon as he finished speaking, a person rushed over like a gust of wind, his steps were light and quick, and it seemed that he had worked hard in this regard.

The man paused slightly, saw the regent was about to salute and speak, but suddenly caught a glimpse of Si Que who was still standing stupidly not knowing what to do next, and the emaciated An Chi in his arms.

"Brother Jushang? Brother Jushang!"

After the man yelled, he raised his steps, stretched out his body, and ran towards the place where Si Que was standing.

His footwork is exquisite, and ordinary guards can't stop him.

But he still couldn't get close to An Chi smoothly.

Tang Ling, who was still not far away, stood in front of Si Que in the blink of an eye, blocked King Pingjing's path, and made him turn left and right so that he couldn't move forward.

"Emperor...Uncle Emperor?"

King Pingjing knew that he would not be able to get benefits from the regent, so he became cowardly.

"Uncle Huang, why did you lock up Brother Jushang? He is not disobedient, he is very obedient, even more obedient than Ah Ke. He didn't kick the shuttlecock randomly, and he didn't climb the tree to get into the house... He didn't even open the door of the room. They rarely come out!"

Tang Ling looked at Tang Ke in front of him, a quick-witted, simple-minded fool, and couldn't help feeling agitated.

"Go back to your own palace, and don't let me see you again."

Tang Ke was frightened by his cold ferocity, and unconsciously stepped back a few steps, his tightly pressed lips were trembling, as if he was about to burst into tears.

"Ake..."

A weak cry sounded.

Tang Ke hurriedly looked up, only to see An Chi, who was held in Si Que's arms, fell to the ground, supported by Si Que, standing vacantly and smiling at Tang Ke.

With a sound of "Wow~", the kid Tang Ke finally couldn't help it, and burst into tears. He wanted to step forward but didn't dare to step forward, so he stood where he was, with his head half-raised and his mouth wide open.

Even though he was wearing a purple brocade robe, he still couldn't hide his monstrous foolishness, and within a moment, his face was tearing up from crying.

The nameless irritability in Tang Ling's heart became more intense amidst the eardrum-shaking crying, and it was almost about to explode.

His complexion was still cold, but the blue veins on his forehead were clearly visible.

He felt that maybe the next moment he would lose control of himself.

At the moment when everything was about to get out of control, the idiot stopped crying loudly and held back with all his strength.

I saw An Chi, supported by Si Que, walked to Tang Ke's side, stretched out his hand, and gently pinched Tang Ke's earlobe with his slender fingers, rubbing it gently.

After rubbing for a while, Tang Ke stopped even sobbing.

"I'm fine, Brother Jushang."

Tang Ke pouted and said to An Chi: "You said that ears are the organ that controls tears. However, I tried many times, and only Brother Jushang can control my organ. I can't even touch it myself!"

An Chi pulled out a slight smile with some difficulty, and said to Tang Ke: "That's because Ah Ke's skill is not enough, and he needs to practice hard."

Tang Ke pulled his hand away from his ear and held it delicately in his palm: "I just want brother Jushang to touch the mechanism for me. But...they said you were locked in a dungeon, I tried many ways I can’t get in. Because, because I don’t have the key. It’s hard to overhear them today saying that you were brought to the emperor’s uncle…”

While talking, he lowered his voice and sneaked a look at Tang Ling, who was looking gloomy.

"Brother Jushang, they all said that Uncle Huang wants to kill you... what should we do?"

As he was talking, Tang Ke seemed to be crying in a hurry again.

An Chi shook his head slightly at him.

"Don't worry, Ah Ke, the regent will not kill me."

Tang Ke suddenly opened his eyes wide: "Really?"

"Really." An Chi said.

But Tang Ke still looked very worried. He flinched and hid beside An Chi, and said in a low voice, "But, but they are all whispering, Uncle Huang...he killed Sister Jin!"

Although his voice was very low, everyone present could hear him clearly.

Si Que, who was carefully watching An Chi not to fall, suddenly turned into black flying smoke, fell back to Tang Ling's shoulder, and disappeared under the snow-white robe.

Tang Ke didn't know that this was a sign that Tang Ling was ready to go, and Si Que could no longer leave his body alone.

But Tang Ke also instinctively sensed the danger, his body muscles tensed up, and he wished he could immediately use his best running skills and run away.But because he couldn't let go of An Chi, his whole body trembled involuntarily.

An Chi was lightly moved by the fingers he held tightly in his hand, and said lightly:

"It is precisely because of An Jin's death that the Regent is not willing to let me die easily. Otherwise, where can I find another face like this?"

After speaking, he turned his head and smiled at Tang Ling with a smile like a spring breeze.

"My lord, am I right?"

It's just such a light word, I don't know why it offends ghosts and gods.

The wind and clouds were surging, and the already gloomy weather was like splashed ink, and the darkness was pressed down.

Tang Ke's tightly clenched hands loosened all of a sudden, his eyes were blinded by the changing situation, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

"Brother Jushang, An Jushang..."

The little thing was about to cry again, but was suddenly swept away by a cloud of air, and landed outside the gate of the palace.

It was also fortunate that he had the lightness of life to escape, so he didn't fall too embarrassingly.

But when he stood still, he tried to rush into the palace again, only to find that the entire Palace of the Regent was covered by thick clouds, and no one could get close to him.

"Anchi..."

Tang Ke only let out a low and inaudible desperate murmur.

An Chi naturally wouldn't hear Tang Ke's whisper, he was strangled by Tang Ling, life and death were on the line.

Tang Ling's eyes were red, and the white robe on his body was soaked in pitch blackness, resembling a demon from hell.

"I didn't kill her."

As he spoke, his tone was full of arrogance and a trace of imperceptible pain.

"I don't like her, and I don't want to see such a face."

As he spoke, he stretched out his other hand, with a sharp edge protruding from his fingertips, and grabbed An Chi's blushing cheek due to depression.

When he got close, he couldn't let go, and stopped in front of An Chi's compassionate and crystal-clear eyes.

Suddenly, he let go of An Chi's throat, and pulled An Chi into his arms completely, opened his mouth and bit down on that snow-white neck.

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An Chi dreamed of that weird person again in his sleep, and this time he heard that person complaining about himself.

"Why are you so unlucky? The surname Tang is too deceitful!"

An Chi suddenly felt that the man was very kind, as if he was himself.

So, he smiled faintly at the man and said, "It's okay. Some things... will always be taken back."