[Yin Yu] What should I do if I become an idol opponent?

The meal was finally finished, and Zhao Ke felt that these people were really free. Everyone had a bloody drama in their hearts, but they still looked like a pure and innocent romantic literary film.

At the end of the banquet, Zhao Ke took a look at these people, wishing he could think of a way to capture them all for filming. By that time, the Oscar statuettes would have to be produced in tons before they could be awarded.

But when he glanced over, what he saw from the corner of his eye was Li Yu's displeased expression.

Are you jealous...?

Zhao Ke thought for a while, and felt that Li Yu was a little cute, so he couldn't help but pursed his lips and smiled.

It seems that tonight, there is another toss.

But when he returned to Lixian's house, Li Yu didn't even open the door.

Zhao Ke had no choice but to pretend to be a poor boy outside the door for a long time before being let in by this person who was soaking in the sea of ​​jealousy.

After entering the door, Li Yu slapped his head and covered his face with one sentence: "It's fifteen today, brother Yuen Long, isn't he going to see the Queen's sister?"

Zhao Ke said in a good voice: "With you, how can you spare your eyes to look at the queen?"

Li Yu refused to let go: "Didn't my brother's eyes be spared at the banquet today?"

Zhao Ke thought about it, and felt that it was impossible for him to beat a poet with witty words in the battle of words, so he simply gave up explaining.

Software is not enough, we rely on hardware.

Zhao Ke patted Li Yu's butt, lifted him up and went to the bedroom.

Li Yu struggled a few times, obviously meaningless, and was successfully carried into the bedroom by Zhao Ke and thrown on the bed.

Zhao Ke found that the corners of Li Yu's eyes were red, and he panicked for a while.

I thought he was just flirting with me for fun, making small troubles, but I didn't expect to cry?

Li Yu put his head away and buried it in the pillow: "I don't want it today."

Zhao Ke didn't dare to speak. After a few minutes, seeing Li Yu lying on the bed like a dead fish, he replied dumbly: "Okay..."

As soon as the voice fell, Li Yu got up again, looked at him and said, "I said no, you won't come? It's already at the bedside, you really don't want to come? Are you okay?"

Zhao Ke: "???"

me?Meow meow meow? ? ?

These few words of Li Yu obviously acted as a guide. Fire. Suo. With a stab, he ignited the evil little rocket in his heart. Without saying a word, he bullied Li Yu on the bed, let you experience it today Let's see if I can do it.

"No, don't, don't..." Li Yu started a new round of struggle, thumped a few times, and started crying again.

Zhao Ke was a little flustered by his crying, although he was still holding onto his hand tightly, he stopped moving.

Li Yu scolded with a crying voice: "Let go!"

Zhao Ke didn't know what was going on, so he could only let go of Li Yu's hand obediently as Li Yu said.

But the hands that had just been let go one second, one of them stretched out to an indescribable place on his body the next second.

Zhao Ke: "..."

"Really no response?" Li Yu played with his mushrooms, "Is it really not good? Or did you drink too much today?"

"I. Fuck!" Zhao Ke couldn't bear it anymore, "It's not the first time for us to do this, can we do it, can we do it, can we do it, you don't have a clue in your mother's mind??? After going to bed, I couldn’t get up from the bed and kept wailing that my waist was about to break???”

Zhao Ke didn't expect that his seemingly elegant idol would look like this when he was flirting. Today he can be considered to have learned what the so-called "sao.chicken" is.

If I don’t call you Meow Meow today, my surname is not Zhao!

In this way, Zhao Ke and Li Yu spent a happy time day after day without shame or impatience.

But the good times always pass by quickly, and it will be October in the ninth year of Kaibao in a blink of an eye.

On October [-]th, Zhao Ke stayed in his "office" for a whole day, saying that he was reviewing papers, but in fact he couldn't stand anything.

Li Yu didn't come to him either.

Zhao Ke heard people say before that cats, cats and dogs will choose to quietly leave the family they live in when they have a premonition that their time is approaching, and quietly end their lives in a place where there is no one.

At this moment, he suddenly understood such behavior very well.

For example, for Li Yu at this moment, he just hopes that he can go quietly.

He couldn't imagine what Li Yu's reaction would be when faced with these things. In this matter, Li Yu probably had a consonance with him. Today, they just didn't meet or contact each other quietly.

In the evening, Wang Dejun saw something strange and asked him if he wanted to ask Li Yu to come and accompany him for dinner.

"I won't go to Lixian's house tonight, let the king of Jin come to the palace to gather together." Zhao Ke put down his teacup and said to Wang Dejun.

I don't know what kind of mood I said this sentence, seeing death as home?The curtain finally came to an end?

But no matter what, when the experience of less than a year really came to an end, Zhao Ke felt only indescribably desolate.

After today...

He and Congjia are really about to become a relationship that history books dare not write in detail.

At this moment, he really wanted to lend himself another lifetime.

Oh no, it should be said that it is a loan to Zhao Kuangyin for thousands of years, and a loan for Song, Tai, Zu, and Empress Li.

Seeing you in the next life is just an illusory promise, as long as he dies tonight, their fate will really come to an end here.

He suddenly felt that the time machine seemed really useless.

It can't really change history, it can only let people see with their own eyes how things developed in black and white in history books.

But time travel is not for filming.

If you think about it, it’s actually better to go to filming to enjoy yourself, at least in the self-written, directed and self-acted films, the ending can follow your own preferences.

Like now, everything is clearly arranged, whether you like it or not, anyway, nothing can be changed, you can only lie on the cutting board of the time machine like a piece of dead pork and enjoy history Trace the cut of this blunt knife.

If he was given another chance, he would definitely die and never bring himself to suffer this kind of crime again.

He was obviously acting in a play with someone thousands of years ago for a year, but he provoked the people in the play to fall in love with him, and by the way he also included himself in it.

Zhao Guangyi entered the palace.

Zhao Ke knew that his time was approaching, but he still went through all the necessary procedures according to the etiquette.

When Zhao Guangyi brought the pot of fine wine he brought to the table, Zhao Ke suddenly felt like laughing.

It seems that the unofficial history said that Song Taizong was a master of poison, and it really is not groundless.

Although Zhao Guangyi has dismissed all the palace people around him, which one of the people working in the deep palace is a fool?

Zhao Guangyi filled a glass, handed it to him first, and then poured himself another glass.

Zhao Ke watched him pour two glasses of wine from a wine jug, and knew in his heart that this was the poisonous apple that Snow White ate, half and half of the mystery. where.

At this moment, he felt that his scientific research dog was really a piece of trash.

Can't even break such a small mechanism made by the ancients, and still make a high-end machine?

He only prayed that Zhao Guangyi could be a human being at the last moment of his life, and give him a cup of strong medicine, so that he could pass quickly and suffer less.

Zhao Guangyi seemed to see something, and asked with a smile: "Brother Huang? What's the matter?"

Zhao Ke rubbed his brows and said, "Ah...it's nothing...after reviewing papers for a whole day during the day, I can't roll my eyes right now."

Zhao Guangyi said: "Brother Huang, for the sake of the country and the community, he never slacks off for a moment, but he also has to take care of his own body. The common people know your kindness, and will remember it in their hearts for the rest of their lives."

Countless "hehe" floated across the bullet screen in Zhao Ke's heart, thinking that I will make room for you right away, you don't need to worry, you will be able to enjoy the joy of "everyday management" right away.

Probably because he knew that he was about to receive a lunch box, Zhao Ke's acting was very perfunctory.

He was no longer in the mood to repeat the polite manner of pushing and giving, so he directly raised his glass and drank it all in one gulp: "Yanyi, I've done it, you can do whatever you want."

Zhao Guangyi was probably taken aback by his actions, he was stunned for two seconds, then raised his glass and said: "Brother Huang is a good drinker, Guangyi is ashamed of himself."

The two of them just had a drink, and Zhao Ke didn't feel that there was anything wrong with it.

Could it be a poison that did not react after drinking it?

Is Zhao Guangyi so kind?

Zhao Ke couldn't figure it out, so he didn't bother to think about it. Anyway, they are all people who are about to go offline, so why bother so much.

But wine is wine after all, and I still feel a little sleepy after drinking it.Sure enough, Zhao Guangyi helped him to rest according to the "script".

Wait a minute, won't you just pull out a knife and stab him a few times now?

That would be too stupid... He is usually afraid of pain, if this is the case, he doesn't know what to do...

But until he took off his clothes and lay down under the bed, and Zhao Guangyi slowly lowered the bed curtain, he didn't feel anything cold and hard passing through his heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys.

Okay...it seems...he's thinking too much...

After all, he is a master of using poison and is good at tricks, so he may not even bother to play in such a direct way.

Go to sleep, Zhao Ke, sleep and wake up, your time travel is over.

It was really helpful to comfort myself like this, Zhao Ke had a meeting with Zhou Yue not long after.

But when he really woke up, the trip was...

It's not over...

He touched the sheet under his body, it was actually wet...?

What's happening here……?I won't wet the bed, will I...?

It's fine to die, but to lose such a big man before death, it's beeping the dog.

But soon, he woke up, it wasn't fucking bed-wetting at all, but a cold sweat from the pain! ! !

Once the consciousness came back, it would be terrible, and Zhao Ke instantly felt that his internal organs were being burned by the fire.

Zhao Guangyi, you badass bastard!

Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah! ! !

It hurts, it hurts, it hurts! ! !

Zhao Ke was tortured so much that he wanted to cry but couldn't breathe. He couldn't breathe well. He could only grit his teeth and endure it. He didn't know what time it is now, and when this bullshit poison will be over.

He raised his hand with difficulty, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and shook his hand on the bed curtain. The fabric absorbed water, and a few dark round spots fainted in an instant.

Suddenly, Zhao Ke found that there seemed to be someone squatting next to his bed.

"...?"

Zhao Ke felt that maybe it was Zhao Guangyi, but no matter who it was, he probably wasn't a good bird. Since he wasn't a good bird, he should have a murder weapon, right?

Zhao Ke begged the Bodhisattva to pay homage to his ancestors in his heart, stretched out his hand and pulled the curtain of the bed vigorously, hoping that the other party would find that he had woken up, and panicked and stabbed him suddenly, so as to end his pain as soon as possible.

But he is not dead, this person is not Zhao Guangyi, nor the rebellious Wang Dejun, nor is he an assassin.

It's - Li Yu.

It's his little Congjia.

Cong Jia quietly opened the curtain of the bed, poked his head in, and looked at him with tears in his eyes.