cold moon is king

In the dim candlelight in the room, the figure flickered with the candlelight. There was a person sitting on the bed. He took off his underwear lightly, and the clothes slipped down inch by inch, revealing the white skin wrapped inside, and the few bruises on the white back. The bloodstains pierced into Chu Yu's eyelids, oozing out.

He gritted his teeth, his eyes were red, "Why did the master do such a cruel thing?" He choked up, "If the master knows the injury on the master's back..."

Chu Jiangli frowned, "There is no need to talk about the past."

Only then did I see a hideous old scar lying across the white back, and the bruised scars were spread on the old scar, which was originally covered with layers of scars on Ruyumei's back, which really made people feel distressed.

Chu Yu pursed his mouth, moistened the cloth with strong wine, and applied it gently on the bruise. Chu Jiangli gritted his teeth without making a sound of pain, and fine cold sweat broke out again from the forehead just wiped clean.

The scorching pain came from his back densely, Chu Jiang was very restless in his heart, Chu Yu was cautious, and his cautious appearance made it even more unbearable for him, "Move faster, don't dawdle any longer."

Chu Yu pursed his mouth aggrievedly, and the strength of his movements also increased. Chu Jiangli closed his eyes and exhaled slightly. After Chu Yu finished applying the strong wine, Chu Jiangli's body was as if water had passed through it. , dripping with cold sweat.

Chu Yu took the cloth and gently wiped the sweat from his forehead, feeling mixed feelings in his heart, he lowered his head, his vision was blurred by the dense mist, and his voice was barely audible, "Master, is it worth it?"

Chu Jiangli had just recovered from the pain, with a pale face, "If I can assist His Highness and secure the country for him, His Highness will live a safe and happy life, and it will be worth it."

If he can really get what he wants, everything he has done will be worth it.

The clouds and mist gradually dissipated, revealing a round of bright moon hanging high on the city wall. The capital fell into a silent darkness during the curfew time. Chu Jiangli was sitting on the window sill, holding a Chinu's scimitar in his hand, covered in calluses. His fingertips brushed against the blade, he looked at the bloodstain on his fingertips, and after a moment of stupor, he took the fingertips into his mouth.

The fishy and sweet taste spread on the tip of his tongue. He frowned slightly, licked his palate, and sighed softly. The painkilling herb applied had lost its effect, and the injury on his back was aching. He looked up at the brightly lit square market , reached out and took out a jade bone flute from his bosom.

A clear and loud bird song tore through the night and reached some people's ears.

Chu Yu was sleeping soundly in the room, when the birdsong rang, he woke up suddenly, the melancholy between his brows became more intense, he rubbed his messy head, and buried his head under the quilt again.

A few people came in the moonlight and broke the wind. They bowed their heads and knelt in front of Chu Jiangli on one knee, and said in a low voice, "Master."

Their voices were strange, not like the accents of people from the Central Plains. Chu Jiangli responded and stopped talking. The few people looked at each other, not knowing how to speak for a moment.

"Master, this is, I found it from the old thief." The leader of the man in black said first. This man's speech was not smooth and his accent was very heavy. His eyes were fixed on the tiles under his feet, it turned out to be Raksha people.

He took out an account book from his pocket, and held it in front of Chu Jiangli. Chu Jiangli looked at the account book, his expression not showing, "Chu Jue, have you checked the authenticity?"

Chu Jue said in a low voice: "I've checked it, it's in the account book, it's true."

Chu Mu also took the credit and said, "We moved most of them and put them in the basement of the suburban yard."

Chu Jiangli nodded, "Is the rest enough to raid the house?"

"enough."

"These moths." Chu Jiangli said coldly, he turned a page casually, and saw the large numbers inside, his face suddenly sank, "Maybe they don't want to die, they only know how to spend their days and nights in the capital, and don't care about the disaster area The suffering of the common people really corresponds to that sentence, the wine and meat of the rich family stinks, and the road is frozen to death!"

He took a deep breath, tore off a few pages of the account book, "Put it in Mr. Xing's notebook."

"Yes, sir."

Chaotang fell into a silent low pressure. Everyone tensed up and kept their mouths shut. Only Chu Jiangli buried his head and clasped his hands to his forehead. There was an imperceptible flash of light in his eyes. happy.

Xing Yucheng knelt on the ground, his forehead pressed tightly against the ground, and beads of sweat from his forehead fell on the bluestone brick floor little by little, leaving a puddle of water stains.

"Xing Yucheng, you are so courageous!" The emperor shouted sharply, and threw the memorial in his hand onto Xing Yucheng, causing Xing Yucheng's body to crooked.

"Your Majesty, this, this," Xing Yucheng's mind went blank. The account book was stolen in front of him, and he was sent to the emperor in the back. He didn't give him any time to think about countermeasures, "My minister, my minister is wronged!"

The emperor sneered, "Are you wronged? Then there is no one who is innocent! It's ridiculous, I really want to crush you! You still want to deceive the emperor?"

Xing Yucheng lay tremblingly on the ground, with tears running down his wrinkled face, crying blood, "Your Majesty, someone must have framed this humble minister..."

Seeing this, the condensed expression on the emperor's face loosened slightly, and Xing Yucheng was heaving a sigh of relief. At this moment, Eunuch Wan Fu'an walked up lightly with his head down, and leaned closer to whisper in the emperor's ear.

The emperor's face sank again, with a livid face, he slapped the armrest of the dragon chair hard, "You bastard!"

The voice full of anger echoed throughout the hall, and some timid civil servants were already trembling and knelt down. Chu Jiangli finally regained his expression of watching a good show, and his voice was clear, "The emperor calms down, it's important to take care of the dragon's body."

The emperor glanced at Chu Jiangli, and frowned, "Xing Yucheng, what else do you have to say, just now the imperial army searched your warehouse, and you got all the stolen goods!"

Xing Yucheng's eyes widened suddenly, he looked up at the emperor, all thoughts were lost for a moment, tears were hanging on his face, he stood still, his lips parted and opened, and he muttered to himself: "Your Majesty, my minister was wronged, my minister was wronged."

The emperor gritted his back molars hard, and said in a hateful voice: "Take him down, and the Ministry of Criminal Justice will give me a good interrogation!"

"Yes."

Chu Jiangli pursed his lips, raised his hand to hide the smile on his lips, and all civil and military officials knelt down, with a loud and tidy voice, "Long live the emperor!"

The news that Xing Yucheng's family was found with millions of taels of silver spread throughout the capital, and the storyteller in the teahouse had a new story. Chu Jiangli sat down in a seat far away from the stage as usual, and poured a cup. Tea, but the eyes are not on the storyteller, but scanning the entire teahouse.

"Well, Yueming, come to see me?"

Chu Jiangli looked up at the person in front of him, and frowned, "Can you wash off your makeup?"

Bailifei blinked his eyes, wiped his bright red lips with his fingers, pouted his lips unhappily, and vividly played the charming role of a young daughter, "Isn't the new lip balm you bought not good-looking, Yue Ming?" You have to say that to people."

Chu Jiangli only felt goose bumps all over his body, he took a hissing breath, touched his arm, and said, "Can't you just talk?"

Bailifei was leaning against the table, his whole body limp and boneless. Hearing this, he sighed softly and sat upright. He propped his face and stared at Chu Jiangli with affectionate eyes, "Yueming, your I've heard all about it."

Chu Jiangli was stunned for a second, "What's the matter?"

"Of course it is..." Bailifei touched Zhu Kou's finger and pointed at Chu Jiangli's chest, "It's about you getting married."

Chu Jiangli patted his hand away in disgust, "I came to see you for something else."

Bailifei frowned, and suddenly approached Chu Jiangli, "Yueming, are you sure, are you sure you don't want me to elope with you?" He whispered, "I can take you wherever you want .”

Chu Jiangli pursed his lips and chuckled for a while, "East Palace, can the East Palace take me there too?"

Bailifei rolled his eyes, "It's so difficult, no one can stop you." He stopped suddenly, his eyes fixed on Chu Jiangli's face, and he asked suspiciously, "Yueming, what do you mean?" , do you like the silly prince?"

Chu Jiangli lowered his eyes, took a sip of tea, and did not make a sound.

Bailifei's face changed, and he didn't care about his ladylike image, he slapped the table and said, "Are you serious?"

He attracted the attention of many people, Chu Jiangli raised his hands to cover his face, "What are you yelling about?"

Bailifei's cheeks twitched, and he closed his eyes fiercely, "What do you mean? You like the silly prince? Are you crazy?"

Chu Jiangli's eyelashes trembled, his eyes fell on the teacup in his hand, and the calm tea water rippled.

"Yes, I like him."

"You..." Bailifei was so angry that he lost his mind and couldn't speak. He rubbed his temples and waited for a long time before accepting this reality, "When did it happen?"

Chu Jiangli paused slightly, lost in memory, "It's been a long time."

In the winter of the palace, the green brick floor is covered with a thick layer of white snow. The boy is wrapped in a red fox cloak, jumping and stepping on the snow, making a creaking sound. His white and tender face is shrunk in the fiery red cloak. It makes the whole face rosy and bright.

He was amused by the sound, curled up his eyelashes, and smiled shyly with his lips pursed. Suddenly, his foot slipped and he was about to fall to the ground. Fortunately, he practiced martial arts since he was a child, and he supported himself with his hands. Flip back with both legs and get down on one knee.

The boy breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to stand up, but what caught his eyes was a pair of black and gold soap boots. He hesitated for a moment, raised his face, and saw the face with pursed lips pretending to be deep.

"Who are you?" The man asked proactively.

The boy stood up, patted the snow on his lap, and said softly, "I'm Chu Yueming."

"Are you from General Chu's family?"

"Yes, you know my father?" Chu Jiangli looked at the person in front of him who was not a few years older than him, and suddenly smiled, revealing the dimples on his cheeks, "Are you the Crown Prince?"

Lu Jinyin was stunned for a second, and then he realized that he didn't ask him how he knew, but looked him from head to toe with cold eyes, and he said after a while, "Why do you haunt the harem? General Chu didn't teach you Are you disciplined?"

Chu Jiangli was suddenly reprimanded by him, a little aggrieved, his mouth pursed, and he lowered his head sullenly.

Lu Jinyin also couldn't tell what was going on in her heart. Seeing his sullen look, she wondered for a moment if she had done something wrong. After thinking about it for a long time, she explained dryly, "I'm just asking, I'm worried about you." He coughed dryly, "Cough, I'm afraid you might get lost."

Chu Jiangli blinked, leaned closer to Lu Jinyin, and whispered, "Really?"

Lu Jinyin felt uncomfortable with this distance, he stepped back slightly, "Really."

Chu Jiangli looked at the young man in front of him, but he put on an old-fashioned expression, smiled with white teeth, his round eyes widened, and the sparkling pupils reflected the snow all over the sky and Lu Jinyin was dazed s face.

An inexplicable emotion rose in his heart, as happy as eating a hundred zongzi candies.

Chu Jiangli took off the purse and stuffed it into Lu Jinyin's hands. Lu Jinyin pinched the bulging purse, and there were grains of things inside. Before he could speak, Chu Jiangli was called away by the palace servants .

Holding the purse in her hand, Lu Jinyin stood there in a daze. The maid hurriedly ran over, "Hey, Your Highness, why are you running here alone? Go back to the house quickly, don't freeze."

Only then did Lu Jinyin regain his senses. He opened the purse, and inside was a bag of zongzi candies.

The maid frowned, "Your Highness, where did you get the zongzi candy, and who gave it to you?" After finishing speaking, the maid wanted to reach for it, but Lu Jinyin hid for a moment, and said calmly, "It's okay."

Lu Jinyin put the purse into his arms, thinking of that face carved in pink and jade again, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch a smile.