Blue Book Tribulation Phoenix

When the imperial physician finally arrived at Ke Mansion, Ke Zhao and Mo Shenggu were already fast asleep.Ke Lu took the gift money to Imperial Physician Chen, and said respectfully: "Please come all the way here. This is the gift money that the master has prepared for you to make amends. You can take it to have a cup of tea."

Doctor Chen took the big silver ingot and put it in his arms, and said repeatedly: "You are welcome, the person who came to invite me said that your master was stabbed in the chest, this is not a joke, I really don't need you!" see?"

Ke Lu said with a smile on his face: "No need, I will trouble you if there is something to do, our master is fine, please go back!"

Doctor Chen was invited in without thinking, and was invited out again without thinking. When he left the gate of Ke Mansion, he flipped the money he received.It is good to make money, but what is this called? It is inexplicable and muddled.

A few days later, in the Yiyue Tower, Shang Ding said to Wuji who was leaning on the railing, "Your Majesty, I heard something new yesterday, do you want to listen to it to relieve boredom?"

Wuji reluctantly turned his eyes back from the Phoenix Palace, pretending to be interested and said, "Oh, what's interesting, let me tell you about it."

Shang Ding said: "A few days ago, the Ke family hurriedly went to the imperial hospital to invite the imperial physician, saying that their master was injured, as if he had been stabbed in the chest. But when the imperial physician Chen arrived, they refused to let him see him. Reward the money, and invite Chen Taiyi out of the mansion directly. Do you think this is strange?"

"Ah? Ah! Not bad." Wuji replied indifferently.

Shang Ding poured him a cup of hot tea, and then said: "Your Majesty, if you really miss your mother, you can go to see him directly, why bother to watch from afar all day long."

Wuji picked up the teacup, put Mozi aside and said, "Let's wait a little longer, I want to give him some time. Wait, wait."

"Don't blame the old slave for talking too much. When people live older, they see more things. What's the use of you keeping watch from afar without him knowing at all? Just wait, when will it be counted?" Big head, I, a slave, worry about you."

Wuji put down the teacup and watched a petal fall into the cup by the wind.He sighed desolately and said: "Why don't I know, it's just—oh, you don't need to say any more, just back down."

After leaving the palace from Mo Shenggu, Qing Shu was indifferent to Wu Ji except respectful.Wuji knew that he was pushing him too hard, a voice echoed in his heart, if he pushed him any further, he would really lose him forever.

Wuji tried to give Qingshu some time and space, instead of staying in Qihuang Hall, he quietly moved to live in Yiyue Tower.Although this can't stay together day and night, at least I'm closer to Qingshu.

Wuji tried his best not to show up in front of Qingshu, but he couldn't help but want to look at him all the time, looking up at him, every time Qingshu noticed something and cast suspicious eyes in the direction of Yiyuelou , Wuji will hide his figure in the shadows.

Sighing, Wuji was looking at this small building after morning morning, but he didn't see Qing Shu after waiting for a long time.

In the first two days, Qing Shu would come out and walk around for a while, but these few days he simply didn't even leave the house.Wuji was a little anxious, wondering if he was doing well, was he angry or bored?He wanted to go and see, but he knew that if he saw him, he would be angry even if he wasn't angry at first, so he endured it and couldn't bear it anymore, so he just called Fufeng and the others to ask.

"Slaves kowtow to the emperor."

"Fufeng, Qingshu doesn't seem to have left the house for the past few days, does he know that I'm in the Yiyue Building, so he hides on purpose so that I don't want to see him?"

"Back to the emperor, the young master didn't know you were here. He didn't hide from you on purpose."

"Then is he sick?"

Fufeng shook his head, and said timidly: "Probably not."

Wuji frowned slightly: "Why is it probably? I didn't ask you to take good care of him!"

Fu Feng quickly knelt down and said: "The emperor calms down, you have an order, unless you have a summons, no slaves and servants are allowed to enter the Qihuang Palace. A few days ago, the young master allowed us to bring some clothes and food inside, today even the slaves asked outside Several times, he didn’t let us in, so—”

Wuji stood up suddenly: "Why don't you come and tell me about such a thing. He must be angry, I'd better go and have a look. Even if he scolds him, it can make him feel relieved It's good too."

Shang Ding asked: "Your Majesty, do you want the servant to make an announcement first, lest the empress be unprepared?"

"What are you preparing, no need, you go and hand over the items from the northern tribute a few days ago to the imperial dining room to make something. —— Fufeng, go and get more porcelain and jade wares and send them to the Qihuang Hall, lest your master want to smash me There's no one to take advantage of."

Shang Ding led the order to go to the imperial dining room, instructing the imperial chef to be extra careful when preparing things.Others don't know, but Shang Ding is always by Wuji's side.Fufeng and the others only knew that Qingshu had no food, so how could they know that Wuji guarded Qingshu day and night, worried about Qingshu, and did not eat properly.

Stepping down the small building, it was not far away, and after a few steps, Wuji came to the Qihuang Palace.

On the sycamore tree in front of the Qihuang Hall, lovely orioles are flying up and down around the nest, chirping cheerfully.A bright flower was held in the apricot-yellow small pointed mouth, with fluttering wings, one unclamped, an angry flower fell down and hit Wuji's head.Wuji stretched out his hand, caught the falling flowers, and gently held them in his palm.

Holding the flowers, Wuji slowly pushed open the door of Qihuang Palace.The hall was quiet, as if the sweet smell outside and the warm wind had nothing to do with this place, the only moving thing was the dust floating in the sunlight that squeezed into the hall through the gaps in the windows.

Most of the light was blocked, and the sound of the door opening did not wake the sleeping people.Wuji approached the bed, lifted the thick bed curtain, and looked at the tangled white hair scattered on the bed.Qing Shu even gave up the minimum vigilance of a martial arts practitioner, just blindly fell asleep and refused to wake up.

Wuji sat down on the edge of the bed, took out the flower in his hand, placed it under Qingshu's nose, and twirled it twice.The sweet scent, softer and smoother than silk, dangled slightly itchy on the tip of his nose, and Qing Shu opened his eyes.

There was only a little curiosity in Qing Shu's pupils reflecting the darkness, his eyes were hazy and sad, as if there was no focus, he gave Wuji a blank look, and slowly closed his eyelids heavily again.

As if afraid of scaring the Narcissus who was meditating in the cold pool, Wuji gently supported him in his arms.

"You always fall asleep like this. If you lie down for a long time, your health will be bad. Brother, the weather outside is very nice, let's go for a walk!"

Called by him, Qing Shu at least opened his eyes, but he didn't seem to hear what he said, just leaned quietly in his arms, staring blankly at a raised point on the wall.

Wuji looked down at him, affectionate and gentle like the faint moonlight on the dew on a summer night.

"Brother, can I go out with you for a walk?"

Without moving or answering, Qing Shu quietly immersed himself in his own world, not answering him.

Feeling dull pain in his heart, the smile on Wuji's face slowly disappeared in the silence.

The sigh was swallowed, and he put on clothes, shoes and socks for Qing Shu without making a sound, took him into his arms, hugged him, walked out of this room smoothly, and came outside under the blossoming tree.

The stone bench was carved into the shape of a dwarf elephant, and the sake was ready on the table.Wuji put Qingshu on the stone bench, and sat next to him.Maybe it's been a long time since I saw the sun, Qing Shu's eyes were stung by the brightness, and a tear overflowed.

Wuji poured him a glass of wine, desperately wanted to say something to reassure him: "I've tried it out, the Seventh Master Uncle doesn't know about us, are you still angry with me because of what happened that day?"

Hearing him mention the Seventh Martial Uncle, the three souls and six souls returned to their positions.Qing Shu moved his hand on his lap, raised his hand to hold the wine cup on the table, looked at the vibrant reflections of flowers and trees in the wine, scraped the edge of the wine cup with his thumb and said, "I'm just a The untouchables only have to obey, and dare not be angry with the emperor."

Before drinking the wine, Wuji had a sour taste in his mouth: "You also said that you are not angry with me. In the past, no matter how much you annoyed me, angered me, and wished to kill me, you always called me by my name, no It will be like now, the emperor screams, one by one alienated."

Qing Shu drank the wine in his hand, and without Wuji's hands, he took the wine jug and poured it out, pouring it full.In the past, Qingshu hated drinking, so his capacity for drinking has always been bad. He always felt that alcohol hurts his health and bad morals, so he should not drink too much.But today I feel that alcohol is a good thing, and I can forget everything when I get drunk.

The amber nectar was gulped down, and he drank one cup. He tilted his head and gave Wuji a flattering smile: "Wuji, your majesty, or your husband. If you want to hear something, I'll just tell you." , but just a title."

Wuji sat there looking at him, looking at him in disbelief.A title, in Qing Shu's eyes, it's just a title, but that's all he can hold on to.At least you can't even lose this, otherwise you really have nothing.

He snatched the wine cup from Qing Shu's hand and placed it heavily on the table. "Brother, stop drinking, you are drunk."

Probably because of sleeping too much, Qing Shu's head was aching, and he rubbed his temple with one hand.Some lazily said: "The emperor is really unreasonable, you poured the wine for me first, and I wanted to drink, but you refused."

Both Wuji's hands clenched into fists, and he pressed against his legs tightly, his eyes staring at the ground motionlessly.This is fake, senior brother is pretending this on purpose, he did it to anger me.Wuji didn't dare to look at it, this kind of green book was not what he wanted, he just wanted his senior brother, his own green book, a clean green book.

Telling himself again and again that all this is an illusion, Wuji raised his head, but what he met was Qingshu's eyes full of contempt.He tentatively said, "Brother, are you hungry? Fufeng said that you didn't eat anything yesterday or today."

In fact, Qing Shu didn't go on a hunger strike on purpose, but because he lost his body, all his body left his body, so his feeling also left.He doesn't feel hungry, so naturally he doesn't need to eat.

Wuji's question made him feel confused, Qingshu couldn't answer by himself, so he could only ask him with a faint smile: "The emperor wants me to say 'hungry' or 'not hungry'?"

Wuji clenched his fist even tighter, so tight that he felt a little sore, and his nails sank deeply into the flesh.

"Brother, don't do this."

A burst of anger broke through Qing Shu's obedient surface: "Not like this? Then what do you want me to do? Tell me, I will be obedient and do it one by one." It disappeared without a sound.

Qing Shu closed his eyes and suppressed his breath, then opened his eyes again, and there was another dead pool.He said to Wuji in a low voice: "Qingshu was rude just now, please forgive me by the emperor."

If it is possible, Wuji really wants to leave in a huff.But he was reluctant, reluctant to leave such a Qingshu alone in this huge palace, but he couldn't bear it either, he couldn't bear to watch Qingshu go against his own nature and perform such a ridiculous play.

I would rather bear the suffering in our two hearts by myself.I guard you, but you guard your heart not to let me approach.If you are destined to love to go crazy, it is enough for me to be crazy alone, and you will still be you.

Although I have made such a cruel heart, even though I know that letting you go is letting me go, why do I still refuse to let go? What am I still looking forward to, what am I waiting for? nothing.Even though I have predicted the most likely ending, I still hold on to the sporadic hope, to you.

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