Life is cool several times.

It's just a dream of red dust back and forth......

Inexplicably sighed, Du Rui woke up from his dream.

It was as if he was slowly rising from the deep sea, and he opened his eyes and let out a long breath.

Overhead was a basket of light yarn, with holes, sewn with strips of cloth, particularly obstructive, and at this moment, it was swaying slightly, and the wind was blowing, and it was gently wandering in the house. On the left wall, there is a window open, the carved window lattice is ajar, and when you look out, you can faintly see the green branches swaying.

Underneath is a couch.

The relatively low couch rests on the wooden floor, and there are four bamboo poles standing on the four feet of the couch, and the sarong is also hung on the bamboo poles, covering the bed and hanging on the ground.

Instead of getting up, he went from lying down to lying on his side.

Looking to the right, the room is very empty, not small, the door is a long distance from the bed, in the room, there is a low coffee table, and on the side is a thick brocade cushion that I don't know what to fill.

Looking at the antique house, he was once again sure that he was Du Rui.

a teenager in his early teens who was only six or seven years old; A prince who looks high but is not seen by most people; A fool who is nothing more than a joke in the eyes of everyone; A poor man who looks like he is going to be lonely for the rest of his life in the Taoist temple......

The past of the teenager Du Rui slowly emerges in his mind, like a movie.

Actually, it wasn't at first.

Initially, he was the darling.

When Du Rui was born, the Tang Dynasty Forbidden Army happened to break through Handan City and quell the rebellion in Handan Town, Hebei Province, which had lasted for three years. When the news came, Du Rui, who was still in infancy, was also named the king of Handan, and once he became an adult, he was very likely to become the king of Handan. You must know that not every prince will have a title, and it is not easy to be crowned a king.

Today, there are seven adult princes, and only three of them have been crowned kings, all of whom are the sons of Queen Guo.

However, as time passed, Du Rui's existence became more and more obstructive.

For today, he is no longer a symbol of luck for Datang, but some kind of shame, an unspeakable shame......

His development was very slow, and he could barely walk alone against the wall until he was about three years old, but after the age of five, he could only speak some short syllables, and if the words were longer, it would take a long time to finish, and ordinary people did not have the patience to wait.

That's all, and there's nothing.

It's just stupid.

The problem is that Du Rui often wanders around the world, occasionally going crazy, talking nonsense, and doing some unbelievably crazy things.

Most of the time, he is immersed in his own world, and the whole person is like a walking corpse, calling him should not be, calling him and not answering, let alone taking the initiative to ask for something.

In a court that is very particular about etiquette, it is inevitable that there will be many jokes.

As the emperor of the Tang Dynasty, Du Zhen did not have much patience.

What's more, he still has so many sons.

Every time he saw Du Rui who was out of the world, he couldn't help but want to get angry.

However, for him, who thinks that he is as wise and martial as his ancestor Taizong, he also understands that as a Ming Jun, he should not be angry with this kind of thing that God can decide. In this way, this nameless fire has always accumulated in the heart, and it must be vented in other aspects.

Last September, a meteor shower streaked across the night sky of Chang'an.

After the Taoist officials of Qin Tianjian sacrificed to heaven, they came to the conclusion that this was God's warning to the Tang Dynasty, and that there must be a royal family with a pure heart and few desires, sincerely worship the heavens, and hope for the blessing of the heavens.

In this way, Du Rui, who was less than ten years old, was also sent out of Daming Palace.

He had two retinues.

One is Wei Yue, a lame eunuch in his forties, and the other is Mo Chou, a twenty-seven or eighteen-year-old palace maid.

The three masters and servants lived in seclusion in the peach blossom forest in the backyard of Xuanzhen Temple, leaving the sight of everyone in the palace. Nowadays, there are not many people who can remember Du Rui, and even fewer who really remember him, except for his biological mother, Mrs. Shu, maybe none of them.

Now, even the birth mother ......

What a sad life!

A smile bloomed at the corner of his mouth, it was a bitter smile, and inexplicable sadness swirled in his heart, making him unable to hide his sadness, with this body, there was also this cause and effect.

Du Rui is him, and he is also Du Rui.

He got up slowly, sat down on the couch, turned his head to look at the window on the left, and looked at the glimmer of skylight.

Do people have a past and a present life?

Previously, he was negative about this.

Now, reality has slapped him in the face.

In the previous life, it seemed to be a long dream that was getting more and more blurred......

All the struggles, all the hardships, all the victories, all the defeats, all the joys, all the sorrows, all the all, are just incomprehensible melancholy......

The red stripes come, the red stripes go.

But that's right.

Looking back, it seems that in that life, it seems that there has been no relaxation?

Desperately climbing up, wanting to stand on top of more people's heads, has become an obsession in my heart, but in the end, I am hit by fate when I am about to succeed.

An incurable disease destroyed his life!

The so-called success has become a vain!

It's nothing but a joke!

Grievance, resentment, anger, pain, despair......

Finally, it was enlightened.

Then, here he came and had a second life.

At the beginning of his second life, he fell into great grief.

It's a joke, right?

He looked up at the roof, as if he could look at the sky behind him, and then, slowly, raised his hand and raised his middle finger, and it took a long time before he fell.

He frowned slightly.

It won't be that simple.

The palace was heavily guarded, how did that assassin get in?

Why did you assassinate Empress Guo?

What's next?

What can you do?

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps coming from outside the house, the footsteps of two people.

The sound of footsteps walking in front is very special, one foot is heavy, the other is light, it seems to be a reason for the heart, it seems to be a little floating, and the rhythm has changed, not like before.

The owner of the footsteps was Wei Yue, a lame eunuch.

In the Tang Dynasty, Wei Yue was not ambitious, and in his forties, he was still just a small leader of the Huanxi Academy.

Du Rui's biological mother, Mrs. Shu, worked in the Huanxi Courtyard for a while, and at that time she was just a small palace maid recruited from Shu. Because they are all from Shudi, Wei Yue takes care of her a lot. At that time, Wei Yue was not a cripple, and once, in order to save the little palace maid who accidentally fell down the steps, he injured his foot.

In the court, low-ranking eunuchs and court ladies could only wait for death if they were injured or sick.

Wei Yue's wounds healed naturally, and they didn't grow well, so he became crippled.

In Du Rui's previous life, a man surnamed Cha once said in a novel that the palace and brothels are the dirtiest places in the world.

Actually, he was not right, and it would be more appropriate to replace brothels with officialdom.

Everyone was laughing at Wei Yue.

In the royal inner court, kindness is a luxury.

However, later they envied Wei Yue.

Not long after, the little palace maid was transferred to the Danfeng Hall to serve Empress Guo.

A year later, the little palace maid received the grace of Yingzong Du Zhen and gave birth to the thirteenth son of today, that is, Du Rui, who was canonized as Mrs. Shu.

Not long after, Wei Yue was transferred out of the Huan Washing House by Mrs. Shu and came to Du Rui's side to take care of Du Rui.

At that time, Du Rui was deeply loved today, and was called the unicorn, a symbol of the Tang Dynasty that would prosper again. Occasionally, when reading books in the study or practicing in the secret room, he would hold Du Rui, and from time to time he would tease one or two, and the whole person was radiant and energetic.

Therefore, people envy Wei Yue.

This is the rhythm of soaring!

However, Seon lost his horse, and he knew the blessing and the curse......

A few years later, Du Rui lost his current favor, and Mrs. Shu was also thrown into the cold palace, although she had the title of lady, she did the work of a palace maid, and still carefully served Queen Guo in Danfeng Palace.

In the court, Du Rui struggled to survive like a weed.

Among them, Wei Yue also made a lot of efforts.

Loyal servant?

Du Rui frowned slightly.

Perhaps, there is no choice, right?

In the previous life, Du Rui was also fighting in the officialdom, without a background, he can be said to have given up everything just to climb up, he doesn't trust anyone from the bottom of his bones, and he always puts interests first.

No self-interest, one heart for others!

Mm-hmm, it's okay to talk about it......

As for the other person?

The footsteps were relatively light, and it was Mo Chou, the palace maid who served him.

Suddenly, Du Rui's eyes widened, and soon, he narrowed again, his pupils contracted slightly, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, at that moment, he couldn't hide his expression.

How so?

This is the talent of little Durui, right?

He found that he had a knack for forgetting.

Like the sound of footsteps that no one notices, he can actually hear the difference of each person, and if he hears the footsteps once, he can know the owner of the sound if he listens to it again.

The palace maid who opened her eyes not long after she was born, now, as long as she thinks about it, the smiling appearance will appear in front of her eyes, lifelike, as if she has been carved down by time.

Next, with a flower in front of him, he couldn't help but tilt his head and lay down on the couch.

The head was dizzy, more painful than the taste of a hangover at the wine table several times in order to get promoted in his youth, and the world seemed to spin and float.

It's hyperamnesia, right?

You can't win 'em all!

Got an extraordinary memory, but the brain couldn't load it.

In fact, as soon as he was born, Du Rui had memories of his past life, coupled with extraordinary memories, he couldn't be like a normal person at all, only like sleepwalking almost without thinking, this could survive, even so, the development of the body was very slow, early ten, but like a child of six or seven years old.

That's the price!

If this continues, he will eventually die.

No, after being stimulated yesterday, memories of my past life surfaced.

It's like waking up from a big dream.

With a babbling sound, the sliding door was pulled open.

The sound of footsteps gradually came to the front of the couch, Du Rui opened his eyes and slowly turned his head.

Wei Yue's face was white and beardless, his eyebrows were lowered, with a sad look, at this moment, even if he was smiling, the sadness on his face still couldn't be hidden.

Mo Chou's long hair is fluttering, holding a falling horse bun, his eyebrows and eyes are beautiful, at this moment, looking at Du Rui's eyes faintly with water, pity, and sadness......

In her left hand, she held a long sword with a sheath, a dark green scabbard with a slender hilt, and a red rope tied to it, and a jade ring hung from the other end of the red rope.

The hand holding the sword is pale and slender, and the green tendons are faintly visible.

"Shaojun, please get up and change your shirt......"

Wei Yue's voice rang out.

The tray in his hand was lined with clothes, all white, without a trace of variegation.