Prince, take care on the road to chasing your wife

As the Mid-Autumn Festival was about to pass, it began to rain heavily.But even so, the lively atmosphere in the town is still there, and many handsome men and women can be faintly seen on the street on the small bridge, on the boat, in the teahouse or on the roadside, chatting and laughing in twos and threes.Exchange friendship.

Xiang Chao's folk customs are open and simple, and men and women can fall in love freely.

It would be great if Yitu was like this.

Dongyu was alone thinking, thinking...

Suddenly he thought of the person on the couch again, and his eyes dimmed when he thought of this person.

"!"

There was a sound on the couch, and Dongyu turned his head.

Sang Yu opened her eyes, and saw the person standing in front of the window who didn't approach or speak, with strange eyes and a flat face looking at him.

"How long have I slept."

"Sleeping from noon yesterday until now." One day and one night, now it's midnight again.

"Ahem!" Sang Yu wanted to say something else, such as: Why are you covering my nose and mouth.

Another example: why did you save me.

Another example: What exactly are you going to do? You say you want to grab something from me, but why do you keep doing the opposite thing all the time.

There are no examples, but there are many, many things I want to ask.

However, the cough did not let him go, and he still coughed badly.

Dongyu walked over a few steps and patted him on the back gently like Fu'an did.

After all, it wasn't his own work, he didn't know how to control the strength, and he didn't know how to find the angle. This time he took the shot, he coughed even worse.

"Cough cough!"

"Quack doctor! It doesn't mean that waking up is good! This cough is worse than before. How can it be better?"

Dong Yu suddenly became angry, and a voice rang from his ears, shaking his ears for a while.

My brother, it didn't work out because you shot too hard.He wanted to tell Dong Yu like this, but his words were drowned out by coughing.

The cough is really bad, so he doesn't want to take care of Dongyu anymore, if you want to blame others, just blame others, now I can't even take care of myself.

The two have their own opinions and tempers.

One coughed and the other patted, as if to compete with someone, there must be a high or low position. Seeing the coughing became more and more severe, he slapped the person on the back vigorously, and the coughing person was speechless. The coughing got worse after being patted on the back.

The servant happened to come to ask if he wanted to prepare some food. Seeing this strange scene, he subconsciously blurted out, "People who are coughing cannot be slapped like this."

The air suddenly stopped, and the hand patting his back stopped abruptly.

The cough also gradually subsided.

The servant probably felt that the atmosphere was not quite right, so he said in a small voice, "Both of you should prepare some meals."

It's hot, and their inn always greets the guests before the meal. If they need it, they will make an extra serving, and if they don't need it, they won't make it, so as to save more and waste.

Dong Yu stood up, "Get ready."

"Yes."

The cough has completely subsided, and the liver-colored complexion gradually warmed up.

Dong Yu turned to look at him, and he also looked at Dong Yu.The two looked at each other, but didn't speak until the servant brought the food.

"These are the best dishes in this shop. The shopkeeper gave this sweet pear to the young master, saying that he has a bad cough, and eating some sweet pears can relieve throat discomfort."

"Thank you for your kindness, shopkeeper." Dong Yu threw a gold and silver ingot to the boy.

The little servant was very happy, he had never touched real gold and silver a few times when he was so old, he said again and again, "What do you two young masters tell you? Just call the younger one, and the younger one will leave. You two take it easy."

The boy withdrew.

Dongyu walked to the couch and wanted to help him up, but Sang Yu turned his body slightly, not wanting him to touch him.

Dong Yu thought that Sang Yu didn't want to get up and eat, so he turned his eyes coldly, dragged him out of the bed, and said coldly, "If you don't want to be the future king, I won't care if you starve to death in another country." .”

"Wouldn't it be better to starve to death, so that you can do what you want?"

These words are naturally out of anger, and it is also because he is sick and confused.

However, for a long time, the mode of getting along between the two brothers has not always been like this.It has always been a mistake, so the conversation naturally changed in Dongyu's ears and became a real poison.

"You want to die that much."

"Didn't you still want to kill me yesterday?" The man was merciless when he covered his mouth and nose yesterday.

"... "

It was still raining outside, and the rain dripped along the eaves and onto the window sill, ticking, a little noisy, but what Dongyu heard was the sound of blood flowing into a river in his heart.

The sea of ​​blood created a huge wave in his heart, almost overturning him and submerging him.

"In your opinion, most of what I do is to want your life."

"Who said no."

The dialogue is serious, with a knife in every sentence, and the knife sees blood.

Sang Yu stared at Dong Yu, as if desperate, wanting to see through this conversation and get to know this person whom he relied on so much when he was a child, but who suddenly became a bully later on.

What is the reason for becoming so violent.

"Since you were young, you have always been thinking about how to kill me."

Just to grab his belongings, he was pushed back into the pond by Dongyu. If Jiamo hadn't had quick eyesight and quick hands, he might have drowned in it.

Just to snatch the books he just got, Dongyu set fire to the study, and he almost died in the flames.

Those long-lasting memories that were deliberately forgotten by him when he was young have come to his mind bit by bit, as clearly as if they will happen yesterday, and they all appear in his mind.

That's right, Brother Huang suddenly didn't like him anymore, and suddenly became indifferent.

"Sang Yu, what do you like?"

That was the day when he pushed behind the imperial concubine, the emperor brother suddenly came to him and asked, "Sang Yu, what do you like?"

"Freedom." He thought, in this way, he can go to look for his brother at any time, so he doesn't have to be trapped in this palace every day like his father, unable to go anywhere.

But the emperor's brother left, and after that it was rare to see him a few times, and every time he went to see him, the servant girl in the palace would say, "Your Highness doesn't want to see you, you should go back."

Later, he gradually disliked looking for Brother Huang.

Suddenly one day, the father asked him to play chess, and when the battle was deadlocked, the father suddenly said. "You are kind and kind, and you are a good monarch who governs the country."

He was stunned for a while, feeling something bad in his heart.

Soon, he was crowned prince as expected.

After accepting the seal, he didn't dare to see the emperor brother, he didn't dare.This is the position that the emperor has always wanted. When he was a child, he even pushed the imperial concubine for this, and he was grounded for a few days because of this.

He didn't dare to see the emperor's brother, for fear of being robbed of this position, and feared that those brothers who killed each other in history would happen between him and the emperor's brother.

"My son wants to travel for three years, so as to increase his experience and accumulate experience, he can live up to the common people."

He knelt in front of his father, ignored the many things the prince was waiting to learn, and insisted on traveling for three years.

Three years is enough, if Brother Huang really cares about that position, three years is enough for Brother Huang to win the position.Three years has gone far enough for him.

Dong Yu said something that he didn't hear clearly, but it brought back his thoughts.

The food was cold, and Dongyu's face was even colder. He didn't say anything, but secretly clenched his fists, "Eat, we will leave for Mengyun Mountain when the rain stops."

Dongyu can't stay in this house anymore.

After he left, Sang Yu felt lonely, and her heart began to ache slowly.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

There were violent coughs again, but no one patted him on the back anymore, not even the kind that wanted his life.