Youshu stayed in Duanwang's Mansion in the name of Deng Chaoshan's closed disciples, and was usually mainly responsible for taking care of Duanwang's meals, dressing, washing, boiling medicine, massage, and so on. He followed King Duan wherever he went, and the people in the house gradually got used to the state of inseparability between the two.

As for the lost Tibetan sleeve dog, no one mentions it anymore, but the pug brought back by Shu was picked up by Xiao Shunzi and carefully cared for. He originally wanted to ask Youshu if he wanted to raise it, but as soon as the son picked up the puppy and was licked by it, the prince was furious and ordered him to take the pug away and throw it away.

Xiao Shunzi always thought that the prince was the same as himself, a dog lover, but now that he looks at it, it seems that he wants to be left. The prince doesn't love dogs, but he only loves the dog named "Youshu". Poor Youshu Gongzi didn't know that he was a substitute for a dog, and he was stupid all day long. Youshu Gongzi is a good person, knowing that the prince is not allowed, but he still told him to quietly pick up the dog and raise it in the side yard, saying that he would bear it with all his might. is so kind and simple, if you fall out of favor one day, what should you do?

Youshu was uncomfortable with Xiao Shunzi's sympathetic gaze, and pushed her master's wheelchair to walk a few steps quickly. They had already entered the palace gate and were about to go to the Imperial Horse Farm, when they met many civil and military ministers along the way, and they all walked forward to salute. Several pavilion elders arched their hands and said, "Lord, the emperor is very happy when he heard that you are finally willing to go out, and he plans to personally go down and get the lottery head for you." ”

"It's so sad that my father is worried, and I'm ashamed." The Seven Princes waved their hands again and again.

Everyone walked and chatted, and when they arrived at the racecourse, there were already many princes and nobles sitting in their seats. Because King Duan was not good at doing things, and he was specially instructed by the emperor, his seat was in the outermost part of the first row, and there was a lot of space, so there was no need to worry about crowding. At the next table is the seat of Prince Su, the sixth prince, accompanied by a wife, two concubines and several children.

Prince Su is the prince's brother-in-law, his status is extraordinary, there is an endless stream of ministers who come to toast and flatter, and his wives and concubines are also surrounded by female dependents, and they are extremely flattering in their conversations. Sharp laughter came from time to time, which made Youshu's ears swell, and he sat patiently for a while, and when he saw that the hour was not early, he quietly leaned over and asked, "Master, when does the horse race start?" ”

"When the father and the crown prince come, you can go for a walk if you can't sit still, but don't leave my sight." The Seventh Prince touched his smooth hair.

Youshu pointed to the little dolls squatting in the grass to catch grasshoppers, and hoped, "Then how many grasshoppers shall I catch?" ”

The Seventh Prince couldn't help laughing, waved his hand and said, "Go ahead, let Xiao Shunzi weave a grass cage for you, so that the grasshoppers you catch won't run away again." ”

Youshu was overjoyed and hurriedly ran towards the lawn not far away. Xiao Shunzi plucked a few dog's tail grasses, made a delicate grass cage for him, and followed him step by step, helping to collect the loot, or toys. The more he looked at Youshu Gongzi, the more he felt that he was like the previous hidden-sleeved dog, thinking that the grasshoppers and beetles that the hidden-sleeved dog pounced on back then were also made up of cages to put away, and then hung under the window lattice, and occasionally heard the call of Xixi Suosuo at night, which was very hypnotic. The hidden-sleeved dog is quite spiritual, and does not kill indiscriminately, and the bugs that are tired of playing will be released, which is also very similar to that of Youshu Gongzi.

The prince loves dogs and loves dogs, and if he has one again, why deceive Youshu's son! Xiao Shunzi sighed with sympathy, squeezed out a smile and stuffed the grasshopper handed over by Youshu Gongzi into the cage. The two played for a while when they heard a passage not far away, as if "the prince had arrived".

The crown prince has arrived, and the emperor should almost arrive. Youshu hurriedly ran back to find the master, and sat down while the prince was blocked by the courtiers on the road to salute and talk. The Seventh Prince first grabbed his wrist, turned his palm covered with dirt and grass juice over and over again, then took out a handkerchief and wiped it slowly, and said with a low smile, "It's getting bigger, and it's not easy to wipe your claws." I thought I could wipe all four of your paws clean with a handkerchief, but now it's a lot more troublesome. The words fell, threw away the dirty veil, and continued with another one.

After wiping her left hand, Youshu obediently stretched out her right hand, and saw the black mud between her fingernails, and her cheeks couldn't help but turn red. The Seventh Prince shook his head and sighed, but he didn't dislike it at all, he used a toothpick to remove the dirt, and asked Xiao Shunzi to pour some liquor on the veil, and wiped it carefully and carefully inside and out a few times before giving up.

"Father will be here soon, you sit honestly." He pinched the tip of the boy's nose, took out a packet of sugar-fried chestnuts from his sleeve pocket, and slowly peeled it off.

Youshu's attention was immediately attracted, shrugged his nose and sniffed the fragrance of sugar-fried chestnuts, and then automatically opened his mouth spontaneously, waiting for the master to feed. The Seventh Prince was amused by his appearance of waiting to be fed, peeled a chestnut and brought it to his mouth, waiting for him to open his mouth to bite but avoided it far away. Youshu bit a few times without success, plunged into his arms, held his hands tightly behind his back, swallowed them in one gulp, and did not forget to lick the sugar juice stained by his fingertips.

"Yo Lao Qi, who is this person? Why does Lone look a little like the dog you used to have? A deep voice came from behind them, and the two looked back, only to see the prince standing aside, smiling a little gloomy.

Since he entered the cabinet, he has been taken out by his father and the elders of the cabinet to compare with Lao Qi, and he has lifted Lao Qi to the sky and demoted him to the ground. The father also told him plainly that if the old seven pairs of legs were sound, the position of the prince would be the other party.

The more the prince thought about it, the more unconvinced he became, that is, how did the elders persuade him to take the music fold to the Duanwang Mansion for advice, he also turned a deaf ear, and said in his heart that when he ascended the throne, he would first find an excuse to kill the old seven, so as not to be an eyesore.

The murderous aura exuded by the other party is very strong, and a discerning person can see it at a glance. Youshu wanted to blow up her hair, and then grinned lowly, remembering that she had become a human, so she lowered her head to hide her angry expression, and secretly probed into the sleeve of her master with one hand, intertwining her fingers with him.

The Seventh Prince held Youshu's hand and said with a light smile, "Imperial brother, this is Deng Youshu, a close disciple of Mr. Deng Chaoshan, who is responsible for conditioning my body. I haven't been in the palace for a long time, and I don't think you've seen him. ”

"It turns out that you are Mr. Deng's closed disciple, disrespectful and disrespectful. How's it going, how is Lao Qi's health lately? The prince looked arrogant.

One of the two was reluctant to shout "His Royal Highness the Prince", but called "Imperial Brother"; One was reluctant to call "Brother Huang" and changed to an irreverent "Old Seven", which shows that they are quite dissatisfied with each other. The courtiers sitting around held their breath and closed their ears to listen, for fear of being drawn into this right and wrong.

When Youshu raised her head again, her face was expressionless, and she arched her hand and said, "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince Qiqi, the prince is in good health. ”

"That's fine. I'm already paralyzed, but don't make any more mistakes. The prince sneered, and then threw off his sleeves. Prince Su, who was sitting at the next table, leaned over and said in a low voice, "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is very right, Old Seven, your legs are paralyzed, does that thing work?" If it doesn't work, let this little doctor Deng take a look. ”

Youshu wanted to pounce and bite him, but had to press it. He is no longer a dog and cannot expose his true feelings as he pleases. The Seventh Prince clenched his palm hard, and said in his ear, "What do you have to do with these grasshoppers after the autumn?" My doesn't work, as long as you know it. ”

Youshu's cheeks burst red, and she instantly forgot her previous anger, only ashamed.

Seeing that the young man hit his arm with his forehead, and the roots of his ears and neck were already red, the Seventh Prince laughed. At this moment, Emperor Jing strode over, leaving behind the courtiers and princes who were half-kneeling and saluting, and walked towards Prince Duan, who was sitting in the corner, and said with a smile, "Old Seven, are you finally willing to go out?" I have already repaired the book and gone to Uszang, so that they must pay another tribute this year, and promise to be exactly the same as the one you used to have. ”

"Once the sea was difficult to water, except for Wushan, it is not a cloud. Forget it, the puppy will be lost, and there is no need to find a replacement. The Seventh Prince smiled bitterly and waved his hand.

The corners of Shu's mouth twitched slightly, and the poem "Heart Dao" can be used on this occasion? Why does it sound a little strange? However, Emperor Jing didn't care, as long as his son was willing to forget the damn puppy. He became more and more cheerful, grabbed Lao Qi and said something for a long time, and then called up the courtiers and princes whose knees were about to swell.

The prince bent down and slapped the hem of his clothes, and the murderous aura in his eyes flashed. The sixth prince glanced at him casually, and bent his fingers slightly, making a gesture of unknown meaning.

The jockeys had hung their heads on bamboo poles, and Emperor Jing had to shoot an arrow on horseback a hundred meters away to break the rope. But that was before, and now that he was suffering from an eye disease, he had to ride his horse and reach out and pluck it. As soon as Emperor Jing ran a few feet away, the horse began to go berserk, neighing and raising its front hooves in an attempt to shake off the man on its back.

Emperor Jing's vision was already blurry, and at this time, he became more and more frightened, and shouted loudly, "Help, save the driver!" ”

"Hurry up, save the emperor!" The field suddenly became a mess, everyone wanted to save, but they were afraid that they would not be able to save the capital crime, and they looked very positive on the surface, but in fact, few people did it. Especially the crown prince and the six princes, blindly asked people to rush forward, but blocked the horse farm, and when the Praetorian Guards arrived, they didn't even drill through the gaps, let alone chase after them.

Seeing that the horses were running farther and faster, and Emperor Jing was crumbling and in danger, the Seventh Prince suddenly got up from his wheelchair, staggered to the fence, snatched the bow and arrow from one of the guards, and shot away. The arrow passed through the horse's left ear and pierced into the ground a hundred meters away, and the frenzied horse finally stroked its hooves and slowly lay down without moving.

Until this time, Fang You's guards stepped on the crowd and turned over and helped Emperor Jing, whose eyes were black, up. Emperor Jing blinked and said in a trembling voice, "Who, who saved me?" ”

"Emperor Qi, it's Prince Duan." The guard pointed back.

Emperor Jing saw a vague figure from a distance, as if it was standing, and he didn't have time to be surprised, but he saw the figure kneeling down, his hands propped on the ground, and he seemed to be very uncomfortable. A man dressed in white ran over to help, faintly calling out for his master.

"Can the seventh stand up? Can the seventh stand up? Deng Chaoshan had already told him that the toxins in the body of the Seventh Prince had been removed, and the reason why he couldn't stand up was because his legs had been wasted for more than ten years, and he had lost the faith and courage to stand again. If you are lucky, find an opportunity to stab him, and there may be hope under the violent turmoil; If you are unlucky and can't find the corresponding opportunity, you will be paralyzed for life.

Obviously, his death and death are precisely this opportunity, which shows what Cheng dù cares about the safety of his father. Emperor Jing was moved to tears, and hurriedly ran towards the people who had been kneeling by the fence for a long time.

Seeing his father's surprised expression, the crown prince and Prince Su felt like they had eaten.

"Brother Huang, what now? Not only was his father saved, but the person who saved him was still the seventh. Lao Qi is a paralyzed man and can compare us to the mud, if he is good, where is our place in the court? The prince was angry, but on the surface he still showed an expression of both worry and joy.

"Whether he will stand up forever or for a while, who knows? Let's take care of it first. You are now the crown prince, it is impossible for your father to abolish you and replace the seventh, don't forget, he also has an oviparous brother to stay in the Cold Spring Palace. Prince Su patted the crown prince on the shoulder and whispered comfort.

Something like this happened, and the horse racing festival was naturally canceled. Emperor Jing ordered someone to carry Lao Qi to the Qianqing Palace for placement, and urgently summoned Deng Chaoshan to meet him. When Deng Chaoshan was checking the pulse in the inner hall, he had already asked the ins and outs from the guards, and he didn't even let go of everyone's reactions. Fortunately, these guards were well-trained, and in the panic, they did not forget to watch and listen to all directions, emphasizing the deliberate behavior of Prince Ti and Prince Su to prevent them from rescuing them.

It is a capital crime to not be able to save the car, and in order to save their lives, they naturally have to find a backer. Emperor Jing really forgot to be accountable, slapped the table and became furious, and ordered them to immediately arrest the horse farm and thoroughly investigate the inside situation. Deng Chaoshan appeared at this time, and arched his hand, "Your Majesty, Prince Duan suddenly stood up and pulled a strong bow, and now he is exhausted and sleeps to death." It's too noisy here, why don't you send him back to Duanwang's Mansion? ”

Emperor Jing walked into the inner hall and saw that his son was really sleeping very unsteadily, so he ordered someone to send him back. After the royal horse walked away, he asked, "Can the seventh really stand up?" ”

"After being stimulated today, I should be able to stand up with more practice in the future, but if I want to walk freely, I am afraid I will have to train for four or five years."

"I can afford to wait for four or five years." Not only can I afford to wait, but I also get into the middle of it. Emperor Jing paced back and forth in the hall, suddenly held his forehead, and sighed, "Old eight! I almost forgot about the eighth! Deng Chaoshan, send a glass of wine to the Cold Spring Palace. ”

At the same time, the Seventh Prince who was lying in the imperial bowl opened his eyes, held Youshu's fingertips and whispered, "I don't kill Boren, but Boren died because of me, and what should come will come after all." ”

"What you sow, you reap. If he doesn't force you, you won't show your edge, if you don't show your edge, you won't get the emperor's attention, and if the emperor doesn't pay attention to it, you won't leave the Shuangxue Palace, so as to enter the court. One wrong step and one wrong step, this is a sin he created, and he should bear the consequences. Youshu chattered like Xianglin's sister-in-law.

"Okay, I got it." The Seven Princes pulled people into their arms and kissed them.

Half a month later, the once proud prince was imprisoned for the crime of killing the king, and his brother Prince Su was demoted to a concubine, confiscated the family property, after several turmoil, under the construction of all the ministers, Emperor Jing canonized the seventh son Duan Wang as the crown prince, and entered the palace as an auxiliary government from now on-

Fifty years later, the Qianqing Palace.

Youshu placed her master's legs on her legs and massaged them inch by inch along her ankles. Even if the master stood up again, there were still some toxins left in his bones, and he didn't feel anything when he was young, but he had many sequelae when he was old, and the pain was unbearable every rainy weather.

The Seventh Prince, no, it should be called Emperor Daoguang now, stretched out his wrinkled hand and wiped the disguise off Youshu's face, revealing a beautiful and peerless face. Even if fifty years have passed, even if he is about to die and old, Youshu has not changed at all, he is still the same as when he first saw him, innocent and immature, and his eyes are clear. When the ruthless years make everyone grow old, they seem to be extra tolerant of him.

A huge sense of fear hit his heart, causing Emperor Daoguang's eyes to turn red. He slowly took Youshu into his arms, stroked his back, as if crying and sighing, "If I die, what will you do?" "Who cares if you are cold or warm, happy or sad, who will turn the pages of a book when you are lonely and slowly tell you a story? However, no matter what, that person will not be him anymore.

"I don't know!" Youshu's voice trembled slightly. He didn't feel frightened, he didn't feel lost. When he found that his body was always young, and his master was getting old little by little, he seemed to be left behind in the long river of time, ups and downs, upside down, and several times desperate.

He has waited for so many lives, but he is no longer sure whether he will be able to meet again in the next life. Watching his master turn into rotten bones and dust, dissipating between heaven and earth, felt no less than letting him experience a death. In the decades, centuries, or even thousands of years after the death of his master, how should he survive the loneliness and pain that cone his heart is broken?

Youshu almost didn't dare to think about it, but she always thought about it inadvertently, and then trembled.

Feeling the person in his arms trembling, Emperor Daoguang hurriedly patted his back and whispered in a dumb voice, "Don't be afraid, Youshu, or you will ...... with me" He paused, as if cutting out the second half of the sentence from the bleeding heart, "You go with me, right?" ”

Youshu didn't want to nod, but before he could wait for that day, he fell asleep first, his body shimmering in the moonlight, like a holy sculpture. In this regard, Emperor Daoguang can only be satisfied, and has no regrets. He originally thought that he would live one more day than Youshu no matter what, so that Youshu would not have to bear the pain of his lover's death alone. When he was alive, Emperor Daoguang hoped that he could be safe and happy, and when he died, he wished that he would have nothing to worry about.

Carrying people into the crystal coffin, sealing the coffin layer upon layer, and spending several years to build a magnificent underground mausoleum, so as not to disturb Youshu's sleep, Emperor Daoguang closed his eyes with satisfaction-

Six hundred years later, the Jin Kingdom.

A terrible cry suddenly came out of a splendid palace, and several anxious voices were all in unison to persuade him, and he could vaguely hear "Niangniang's Day mourning, don't hurt your body" Yunyun.

Walk into the main hall from the cloister, at a glance is a hot gold plaque hanging on the beam, and the three big characters of "Reflecting the Moon Palace" are written on it. This is the Jin Emperor's favorite concubine Yue Concubine Dou's bedroom, she is also the first beauty of the Jin Kingdom, only half of the fate of the emperor fascinated, never forget, with strong means to admit her into the palace, since then the pepper room is favored.

However, this beautiful beauty also has times when she is helpless, and her three-year-old son has been assassinated by a concubine and has been poisoned to death. The palace maid comforted the mother while saying that she was going to report to the emperor, but she was pulled hard, "Don't go!" I still have a way, yes, I still have a way! ”

She picked up her son, opened a secret door in the apse and walked into the dungeon, where the candles in the dungeon ignited spontaneously, illuminating her path. At the end of the dungeon is a wall as high as ten zhang, on which are carved all kinds of green-faced and fanged ghosts, and the relief in the middle is a black-faced man, holding a brush in his hand and pointing at one of the ghost kings, the ghost king knelt on the ground, his face showed a look of fear, and the surrounding ghosts turned around, as if they wanted to escape.

In front of these vivid reliefs, the woman's determined expression finally collapsed, showing a little shock. She took a deep breath, then gently placed her son on the ground and kowtowed to the black-faced man, one, two, three, four...... After a few quarters of an hour, the forehead was red and swollen and bleeding.

Finally, when he knocked two hundred times, the relief of the black-faced man turned into a solid body, fell from the wall, and asked in a deep voice, "What do you want to do?" ”

"Ask Xianzun to save my child!" The woman wept bitterly.

"You should know that this seat is a judge of the underworld, and it will only hook souls, not save lives. I warned you when I changed the head of this peerless beauty for you, this head was owned by an Oiran on the bank of the Qinhuai River five hundred years ago, and it was cheap, and you used her things to stain her lowly character, even if you were favored for a while, it would not be long-term, and the child born was also a short-lived ghost. It's because you're obsessed with it, so what's the use of asking for this seat now? The man flicked his sleeves and turned.

Concubine Yue took out a golden wolf from her bosom and begged, "If Immortal Venerable can save my son, I will return the divine artifact you gave to the ancestor to Zhao." ”

The man turned his head suddenly, his expression tangled several times. After a while, he retrieved the wolf's hair and sighed, "That's it, I'll help you one last time." There is a corpse here in this seat that can hold your soul, so take it to perform the Great Soul Transfer. ”

"Someone's body?" Concubine Yue asked anxiously. After all, the son is a nobleman, how can he just pick up the corpses in the wild grave and use them?

The man sneered, "You don't have to feel insulted to you. To put it mildly, with your lowly character, it would be really bad for him to enter this corpse. He is the Great Yan Imperial Family six hundred years ago, surrounded by the Qi of the Ziwei Emperor, your son died early, and there is no life of the true dragon emperor, if you use this body, you can turn the world upside down in the future and get a great treasure. If it weren't for the Yin and Yang Dotting Pen of this seat being the supreme treasure of the world, it would be necessary to exchange it for cause and effect, and he would not have taken it out. ”

The woman was overjoyed and kowtowed.

The man disappeared for a moment, and when he reappeared, he was holding a "corpse" that emitted a faint light, and the woman was attracted by his beautiful face after just a glance, and then said in disbelief, "Xianzun, his age seems to be too old, even if you have a spell that can make others forget my son's previous appearance, you can't let them ignore his age!" ”

"You know what, there is a bottle of yellow spring water here in this seat, which can go back in time. When he is fed to him, he will become a three-year-old child. The man took out a bottle of water, poured it into the mouth of the "corpse", and when he was three years old, he began to perform the soul transfer technique, and then carried the other soulless corpse away.

"Mother, I'm hungry." The child lying on the ground slowly opened his eyes and smiled.