Chapter 137

Qiwu palace, candle shadow. The figure of the palace people who came in was elongated and projected on the ground, shaking slightly.

Xiao Zhige noticed the movement, suddenly opened his eyes, rubbed the jade pendant on his waist, and said, "say."

The eunuch who came in to report trembled and said in a trembling voice: "general Qi sent back the news that the abandoned Prince and the two Zhu generals had gathered more than 100000 refugees in prion Prefecture and other places, ready to besiege Yejing."

"I can't help myself." Xiao Zhige chuckled and got up from the couch. His Dragon Robe was loose and he didn't bother to tidy it up. He walked to the window.

"Pass the order to Xiao Tongling, and ask him to deploy troops from outside the city."

"Yes."

The eunuch answered and retreated with fear.

"Three years..."

Xiao Zhige gave a low sigh and rubbed the Pisces jade pendant on his waist. He looked out of the window at the desolate scenery and couldn't even find the landing point. The Qiwu palace was originally the residence of his mother's concubine, but later it was abandoned after her mother killed herself. Later, he ascended the throne and established an Changqing as the queen. An Changqing lived in it again. Now, however, an Changqing has left him.

It has been three years since the death of an Changqing.

When he was young, the warm scenes in Qiwu palace were no longer there, and all the people he cared about left him. Now he is alone in this huge and deep palace.

Maybe after a while, he will be gone.

Xiao Zhige closed his eyes, let go of the jade pendant in his hand, turned around and was about to go out, but suddenly he heard a slight movement coming from the tent. With a sharp look, he strode over and suddenly lifted the curtain of the tent, saying: "who is here?"

The man in the tent looked at him, and Xiao Zhige breathed, and his fingers holding the tent began to spasm.

An Changqing just woke up, still a little confused, muttering half coquetry and half complaining: "Why are you so fierce? Who else is here but me? "

Xiao Zhige's eyes were fixed on his face, trying to find the slightest flaw, but he didn't.

This face is so similar that there is almost no difference in facial features. Just more ruddy skin, clear pupils, look close to dependence, like a plant full of water, green and straight. Xiao Zhige sneers. In the dark, those people have made great efforts to deal with him. He bent down and clamped his chin, his eyes reluctant to leave his face, but his tone was full of mockery: "you really look like him, but it's a pity that you have too much bad temperament. What does the person who sent you want you to do? Seduce me? Assassinate me? It's better to die early. Gu has never done such self deception. Your existence is blasphemy to him. If you don't want to die, go away. "

With that, he released his hand and looked down at him. He fell into the soft quilt.

An Changqing hasn't figured out what happened. He looked at Xiao Zhige blankly. The man's face was cold and his eyes were cold. The face is familiar, but the expression is strange. He turned his head and looked around. Then he finally came to understand in a trance. He opened his mouth and saw Xiao Zhige's cold face. He could not help but cry out: "Your Majesty."

He and Xiao Zhige seldom name each other, but they like to call his Majesty in a long tune. Their voice is tender and tender, with a little coquetry. It's not that he did it on purpose, but that he has been living with Xiao Zhige for more than ten years, which has become a subconscious habit and can't be changed for a while.

Xiao Zhige's heart trembled with the sound. Once upon a time, an Changqing also called him his majesty, but he was afraid, alienated and cold. He had never called him with such soft emphasis.

After closing his eyes, Xiao Zhige suppressed his greed in his heart. He turned around and said: "last chance, before I come back alone, I don't want to see you again, otherwise..." Otherwise, he doesn't know. As like as two peas in An Changqing's face, the young man appeared in the

account, but his disposition was soft and beautiful, as if he had a natural affinity and dependence on him. He speaks well, but his heart has softened. All he can do is avoid.

They call him "Taisui, the evil spirit, and Tiansha, the lone star". He knows that he has no relatives and the only one who wants to protect him also died of his negligence. Those people are right. He is doomed to die alone. Therefore, he never called "Zhen" but "Gu".

He who is alone has no family.

Xiao Zhige strode away and did not dare to look back.

An Changqing looked at his back with a complicated look. He probably understood what was going on. He gathered up his bedclothes and went down barefoot. There was a fire in the room, and the floor was covered with a soft blanket. As like as two peas in the inner hall, the decoration is still the same as the one before he was reborn. When you look out of the window, the scenery outside the window is desolate. The flowers and plants are withered, and there is no replanting. It's very naked.

An Changqing called in the young eunuch to serve him. He was wearing plain white bedclothes and hair, but his momentum was not weak at all. The little eunuch even forgot the surprise of seeing his face. He knelt down and answered his question.

This year is the early winter of the sixth year of the new year, just three years after his death. It was just after his death last night.

Yes, he came back three years after the death of the "former he". Suddenly appeared in the emperor's bed.Recalling Xiao Zhige's words, an Changqing sighs, thinking that Xiao Zhige must have thought that he was a spy sent by an opponent. Then I think of the "dragon chopping battle" after the Spring Festival, and I feel even more headache. Xiao Zhige's suicide in Qiwu palace is the last thing he wants to recall. But I didn't expect to live again. He finally reversed the ending. Now he went back to the past, which is still such a critical moment.

Anxiang Changqing ate a dish of cake and drank two cups of tea, but he didn't think of any good way. I heard a salute outside. Then Xiao Zhige strode in again. Seeing him, he paused and said coldly, "haven't you gone yet?"

Then he saw the empty dish in front of him. His eyes were deep, and his expression showed some sarcasm: "in order to complete the task, you don't want your life. That alone will make you

When he was speaking, he was already in front of him, and his neck was slowly caressed by his big hand, which was about to be tightened.

An Changqing suddenly held out her hand and grasped his skirt before he started to work. She suddenly gave him a kiss at the corner of his mouth, opened her eyes and said, "it's me. I'm back."

Xiao Zhige's hand stopped, and he looked at him without expression.

He is very angry. When he looks at people coldly, it makes people afraid. An Changqing was not used to his expression, but he was not afraid. He thought about it in his heart and said to him, "I left you three years ago. Now I'm back. It's really me."

Xiao Zhige's hand lightly stroked his cheek and his eyes flickered slightly: "you are very similar, but you are different."

On second thoughts, an Changqing felt that there was no good way to persuade him completely. At this time, Xiao Zhige was not only fierce, but also suspicious. He was not so easy to cheat. If a lie is exposed, it will lose his trust. So he told the whole story of rebirth.

Then he took a pair of black eyes and looked at him expectantly: "I didn't cheat you."

Xiao Zhige's heart pulled again. Thinking about what he said, he was a little bit unfair. He pulled his lips and said with a sneer: "that's really different from people's lives."

Clearly is the same person, he lost his love, lonely suicide. On the other hand, he was happy with his beloved.

An Changqing reached out and touched his eyebrows: "so God sent me back to accompany you."

Xiao Zhige didn't know whether to believe it or not. He looked at him inexplicably and said, "would you like to accompany me?"

An Changqing pretended to think and said, "if you don't treat me as a spy and a monster."

Xiao Zhige began to laugh. He ran his fingers across his delicate cheek and said in a low voice, "of course not. You belong to me alone."

After talking with him for a while, an Changqing felt that he had never worn a robe. He rubbed his arm and said, "do I have any robes before? I'm a little cold. The earthworm doesn't seem very hot. "

"The bad luck. You wear mine first Xiao Zhige took off his Dragon Robe and wrapped him up. He saw his white feet on the carpet and his pink fingers curled up in fear of cold. He hesitated for a moment. He held up his feet and put them on his legs. He lifted his coat and let his cool feet stick to his belly.

An Changqing moved his toes and looked at him with a smile: "you used to see me hiding from me, and you were very fierce."

Maybe he was too familiar and close, and Xiao Zhige's cold and hard look softened: "is that right? I thought you were afraid of me. You don't want to see me

"I'm afraid of you. You don't talk, you don't laugh An Changqing knows that this is the knot in their hearts. It used to be theirs, but now it's Xiao Zhige's, "they all say you kill people without blinking an eye."

Xiao Zhige said with no expression: "what they said is right."

But an Changqing shook his head: "they are wrong. I used to be too timid. You are better than anyone else. "

Xiao Zhige suddenly said: "compared with another me?"

An Changqing choked all of a sudden. He frowned and thought for a long time. He was about to open his mouth when he heard Xiao Zhige say, "well, you don't have to answer this question."

He didn't want to listen, but an Changqing insisted. Back in the past, face to face with each other, Xiao Zhige became more vivid and three-dimensional in the past. Naturally, he also noticed that he was slightly sour and sad.

Now Xiao Zhige is full of hostility, but he is fragile and timid. Timid to the lover in front of, but dare not listen to an answer.

An Changqing straightened his face and said seriously, "you are one person. In my heart, there is no difference between good and bad. Just like the past me and the present me, do you have good or bad in your heart? "

Who knows Xiao Zhige seriously thought about it, coagulated him and said: "yes, now you are very good."

I don't look at him with the same fear as others, I don't hide from him. Will be so natural to rely on him, this feeling is too good, he is not willing to let go, "so even if you feel that another me is better, it doesn't matter."

"As long as you don't say it, I don't know," he said

For a moment, an Changqing felt that he was like a poor child, holding the only candy left, pitifully cheating himself. His heart softened. He could not help but take back his feet and sat up. His dark eyes looked at him seriously and said, "I will let you believe that you are you. No matter what you look like, I like it."Xiao Zhige was noncommittal. He just picked him up and put him on the couch. Seeing that he still wanted to talk, he pressed his lips and said, "there is no your clothes here. I'll send someone to measure you. You'll wear mine first these days."

An Changqing "Wu" a, moist soft lips brush Xiao Zhige's fingers, Xiao Zhige unnaturally draw back his hand, drooping eyes continue: "also don't run around, the palace is not safe."

An Changqing again "Wu" for a while, eyes turn around, pointing to those not pleasing to the eye furnishings, called Xiao Zhige according to their own preferences, and pointed out the window: "although it is winter, but the bare outside is also too ugly, ask the gardener to transplant some plants."

Xiao Zhige responded one by one.

However, half a day later, both inside and outside the palace knew that the emperor had a new favorite. People lived in Qiwu palace, but the emperor changed it for him. Some people say that as like as two peas, the new Lord is just like the dead yuan.

When empress yuan just passed away, the palace was almost full of blood. No one dares to set foot in Qiwu palace. Now three years later, the old people are dead, and new people are finally living in this lonely palace.