The Scholar Who Was Captured in the Palace: Dreams Against the Heavens

"Cough, cough, cough..." The lyricist was thin and seemed to be suffering from a serious illness, but he had an unusually clear and beautiful face, reflected in the moonlight, which was a bit coquettish and eye-catching.

The mysterious traveler wearing a hat saw a strange signboard for measuring characters behind him, and he couldn't help asking: "Sir, your signboard is so strange. How can you say that you are indifferent, and the words come from your heart." Don't all fortune-tellers usually call themselves half-immortals?

"Hehe... If there is a god in this world, it must be an evil god, otherwise, how could good fortune play tricks on people?" The half-drunk lyricist laughed.Laughing and coughing again.

"Can you test a word for me, sir?"

"Haha... We are friends when we meet by fate. Come, come, I will test you for free, whatever word you want to test." The character tester stood up staggeringly, muttering in a vague voice: "I have a destiny with the test character, and the name is a test character Sir, he said I would be rich, but..."

The passer-by wearing a hat had already written on the stone table with dew on it: "Sir, it's the character 'Ran', which my master tested to find someone."

The legs of the people kneeling under the stage were almost broken, but they absolutely didn't dare to make a sound, they just slightly raised their heads to look at the gloomy emperor in the candlelight.

"That's how he figured it out?" Zhao Qi asked for proof again - the word "Ran" means that the word "Zai" has no head, that is, there is no turning back and no clue.If you are looking for someone, you don't have to look any further.

Ran, is that so decisive?

"Yes, Your Majesty. And..." the kneeling spy hesitated.

"Talk—" Zhao Qi shouted, he wanted to know everything about Ran.

"Mr. Cheng... He, he has been coughing up blood, as if he is still blind, he can't see what I wrote, and asked me which word 'ran' is." After speaking fearfully, the spy was afraid that the emperor would be angry Under the slaughter of their own.They have been looking for this Mr. Cheng for five years, and they finally found him, but he has become a useless person.

Standing up suddenly, Zhao Qi repeated: "Blind, Ran, blind?"

He had thought about blinding Ran so that he could see nothing but his own voice.He got what he wanted, but, Jean, why?

Zhao Qi walked towards Fengyi Palace in a daze. It has been more than four years, after more than a thousand sunrises and sunsets, nothing has changed. In the past few years, he has been thinking about Ran day and night, and even had many dreams of his tragic death...

Ran still refused to let him go, insisting on choosing this way of torturing himself to take revenge on him.Zhao Qi slapped the pillar beside him angrily, and the good log fell down with a bang, causing a lot of exclamations.

"Get out, get out of here." Zhao Qi yelled maniacally.