Chu Mo looked at the envelope in my hand with a look of longing, and I was also a little curious, what would this person leave for me.

"Hello, I am Chu Mo's master, High Priest Chu Xi!" Seeing the first sentence, it was really speechless, this person is more true to his own identity, and it is not unusual for me to look at it.

Shaking his head, he continued to read, "I also came to this dynasty I don't know for an inexplicable reason, and I won't say what the reason is. I've spent half my life researching how to go back, and I still don't know what it is at this moment, so I think maybe I can only go back if I die. Therefore, now that you see this letter, you can only go with the flow, dispel your thoughts early, and live a good life. ”

"Live well?" Seeing this, I felt that the strength of my whole body was drained. He sat on the ground, and the letter paper in his hand fell to the ground. I didn't have time to look at Chu Mo's expression, I knew that at this moment, I only had despair left in my heart. I can't go back, I can't go back, and the last bit of hope in my heart has been wiped out.

Die? By the way, he said that if he died, maybe he could go back? Die! Yes, if I die in this world, I might go back!

"Don't be sad, girl. I'll help you think of it. Chu Mo touched my head, broke my face and forced me to look at him, the moment those warm hands touched my cheeks, I realized that I didn't know when I actually cried.

Chu Mo, your master, a modern person doesn't know how to go back, how do you know.

However, in order not to worry him, I could only nod desperately, Chu Mo saw that my mood was a little stable, so he read the content of the back of the letter to me, nothing more than not to inject too many modern elements into this era, although this is a dynasty that has not been recorded, he still reminded me not to try to change the trajectory of history or something.

After Chu Mo finished reading, he burned the letter according to his master's instructions, and the connection between me and modern times was completely broken. I was a little dazed and at a loss, there was no god in my eyes, Chu Mo took me in his arms, his arms were so warm, he didn't speak, he didn't comfort or persuade me, he just hugged me quietly.

I shrank my head into that warm embrace, tears falling down in large chunks, and the white clothes on his chest were wet with my tears, damp.

Feeling the sound of Chu Mo's fluttering and rhythmic heartbeat, I actually felt sleepy, my eyelids began to fight, and my consciousness gradually blurred.

"Chu Mo, I'm so tired and want to sleep." I whispered, maybe I had been crying for too long, my voice was a little stuffy, and a little dry and hoarse.

He said okay, just hugged me and walked out, I didn't struggle to get down, at this moment, I really didn't have any strength at all. At the moment of leaving the dark pavilion, he asked what Hyundai's name was, and I whispered in his ear and replied, "Thank you." I saw a smile spread across the corners of his mouth.

I don't know how I got back, it's just that it's late in the evening when I wake up again. When I opened my eyes, I saw Huangfu Ziqing lying on the edge of the bed, he was already asleep, but the little child frowned, and it was distressing to look at.

I took my hand out of the quilt, gently smoothed his brow, and just looked at him like this, and my heart warmed. But when I think back to what happened during the day, my mind is in turmoil.

By the way, Chu Mo's master said that maybe death can make the soul go back. Death? Die? What does it feel like to die, what if I die and still can't go back, but if I don't try, then the day after tomorrow, will I really have to marry the twenty-eight-year-old emperor with this eight-year-old body?

In the end, the desire to go home actually triumphed over the fear of death. I crept out of bed, trying to find something in the house that could kill me.

There is no poison, no white silk, not even a dagger! The only sharp weapon is the hairpin of each gorgeous style, the tail of the hairpin is a variety of beads and tassels, but the front is indeed a pointed hairpin, although it is not sharp, it should be possible to cut the artery.

I walked to the dressing table and took out a hairpin with the sharpest stem from the box, the hairpin head was decorated with a milky magnolia hairpin, the end of the hairpin was wrapped in silver water, although it had been polished a little rounded, but it was already sharp compared to the others.

I held the hairpin with my bare feet, my body shivered cold, I don't know if it was because of fear or really cold, pondered for a few seconds, or closed my eyes fiercely, and pierced the hairpin towards the major artery at my wrist.

I felt that when the hairpin was about to touch my wrist, my arm was grabbed by someone, and when I opened my eyes, I saw Ziqing looking at me with red eyes, he grabbed my wrist without saying a word, staring at me deadly, but I saw a trace of anger in his eyes, as well as inexplicable fear.

"Jiu'er, what are you doing?" As he spoke, the words came out slowly, one by one, as if I had pierced his hand.

I tried my best to break free, but one of the children had more strength than me, so I could only smile at him, "I didn't do anything, I was having fun." ”

"I don't allow you to look for short-sightedness." He snatched the hairpin from my hand and slammed it to the ground. Watching the magnolia's hairpin being broken into several pieces, it made me feel a pain in my flesh, this loser.

"Don't be in a daze! Did you hear what I said? Ziqing tugged me hard, and I came to my senses and found that he was really angry.

Those beautiful eyes were filled with tears. He let go of my hand, held me tightly in his arms, and said in a choked voice, "Jiu'er, don't leave, don't leave me, don't leave me like the queen mother." ”

His whole body was shaking, and the joints of the hands holding me were white, and I was relieved by his hoops, but I couldn't bear to reproach him. Are all the children of this palace so pitiful? This body is like this, Ziqing is like this, and even the narcissistic Chu Lige is like this.

I had to comfort him and said, "Ziqing, don't be afraid, I won't do stupid things." He was silent, and I knew he didn't believe it, so I could only continue, "I just don't want to attend the ceremony the day after tomorrow." ”

Hearing me say this, his tense body relaxed slightly, but he still didn't let go of the hand holding me, and his voice was a little choked, "Jiu'er, I'm sorry." I'm useless. "What did an eight- or nine-year-old child go through that made him so afraid of the people around him leaving?

He hugged me for a long time, maybe he was tired, and his arms gradually relaxed, I hugged him with my backhand, patted him on the back, and kept comforting, "What do you apologize for, it's okay, I won't do stupid things anymore." Rest assured, good. ”

Xu saw that I was so well-behaved and wouldn't do stupid things, so he let go of me, but the tears in his eyes still kept falling, and when I saw me, my heart hurt for a while, I took his hand, walked to the bed, climbed up by myself, and beckoned to him, but he shook his head, and said with a little blush, "Men and women don't kiss."

This child, the two little dolls still said that men and women can't kiss, I laughed out loud, "Haha, Ziqing, don't be awkward, we are all children, don't be so estranged, come up, I'll tell you a story." ”

I kept begging, he couldn't grind me, so he took off his boots and climbed into bed, and I squeezed into a quilt, Ziqing was taller than me, the two of us lay together, my head just placed on his arm, I coquettishly asked him to hug me, he obediently stretched out his arm to give me a pillow and hugged me, I felt the strong heartbeat under his thin body, and felt relieved.

"Do you want to hear me tell you a story?" I snuggled into his arms and asked in a sullen voice.

"As long as you speak, I'll listen." His voice was calm and clear, not at all like he had just cried.

"It's not cute, okay, then I'll tell you a story of wisdom." Thinking that he is a boy, he definitely doesn't like to listen to fairy tales about princesses and princes, and I racked my brains and only thought of Avanti, a relatively intelligent person, but after all, it is a childhood memory.

There are not many fragments that come to mind, I put together a few stories, and I was ready to test him, but I didn't expect him to be so smart, and he had already guessed it several times before he reached the end, so that I had no interest in telling stories at the last point.

The two of them were lying on the bed telling stories and chatting, and then most of them were talking about me listening, Ziqing said that he would be the most powerful person in the country in the future, to protect the country, and to protect me, he said that he would be a man who stood up to the sky and the earth in the future, and he said so much that I forgot when I fell asleep later.

But he didn't say that he wanted to be the prince, he didn't say that he wanted to be the emperor, this kind child.