"Brother Huang shouldn't be like this, it's against etiquette." Youwei turned her back to the emperor, her back trembled slightly, and her heart was even more frightened.

The emperor did not retreat, but still insisted on taking a few steps forward.

He walked around the slippery side of the wood, glanced at the scattered petals on the waves, and stopped in front of her.

Her pretty face was not powdered, and her cheeks were already flushed by the steam, and she was as bright as a peach and plum.

A strand of black hair on her shoulder hung silently, soaked in the water, and the hair was lightly scattered, like a ray dragging a dark cloud into this beautiful sea.

In the meeting of the four eyes, there seemed to be a thin silence between the two of them as if there was a layer of eggshells.

The sound of falling flowers outside the window seemed to tap gently on the silence.

The cold moonlight gradually withdrew from the room, retreating so slowly.

There were also several pauses, like his Adam's apple rolling up and down.

The tide of love is surging, and memories are also coming one after another, which can engulf people in an instant.

Just like the aroma inhaled in the nose at this moment, it is so sweet and surging.

"Yongan ......"

He whispered to her again, as if he had exhausted all his patience.

It was clear that she was in the water at the moment, but he felt that he had already drowned in the deep sea.

Heaven and earth were far away, and he was floating rootless in them, almost suffocating.

"Does the imperial brother really have to be like this to let go of other irrelevant people?" Youwei stared at the emperor's eyes and said coldly.

Knock on his heart word by word.

He was like the old clock in the bell tower.

Mottled and sparse.

Strings of bells fell heavily, into the abyss of night, into the bottomless depths of the sea.

He seemed to smell the cold of this moonlit night......

The emperor woke up from his trance, lifted the bucket of hot water, and slowly poured it down.

The petals suddenly spread out.

A clear stream of water flows.

Youwei's hand holding the cloak did not relax in the slightest, but became more nervous.

The scorching water vapor hit her face again.

He looked over, and there was not a trace of the bump of the human skin mask where the slightly wet sideburns met the fair skin.

"Maybe it's too suspicious." He silently comforted himself in his heart.

If the person in front of you is not Yong'an, who else can it be?

The emperor put down a sentence, "Be careful of catching a cold and rest early." Then he lowered his eyes and quietly walked out.

Hearing the sound of the emperor stepping down the stairs, Xi'er and Mi'er were already kneeling there waiting, not daring to move.

The emperor glanced at Ha'er coldly and said, "I have to serve the eldest princess for a good life, and I must not slack off." ”

Before Xi'er and Ha'er kowtowed back, the emperor had already left.

Ha'er's heart was cold, and when she looked up, she only saw the emperor's distant back.

Wang Zhong and his two little chamberlains had already been waiting outside the door, and when he saw the emperor coming out, he hurriedly handed over the cloak to protect him from the cold.

"No need." The emperor waved his hand and refused.

"Your Majesty, it's late at night, be careful of catching a cold." Wang Zhong still persuaded.

"How's he doing?" The emperor walked forward without looking back.

Wang Zhong could only follow quickly and said, "Your Majesty, don't worry, nothing goes wrong." ”

"I'm going to take a look."

The emperor quickened his pace, Wang Zhong had short legs, and he was almost trotting after him.

At the beginning of the emperor's determination to come to Yuezhou to set up a bureau, he rebuilt the inside and outside of Lu's house.

The most important thing is to build an extremely secret dungeon.

Just to lock that person up and live forever.

Behind the screen of the emperor's daily review is where the secret passage is located.

Going down the dark passage, if there is no guidance, you can only see the endless ice blocks, thinking that it is just the ice cellar where the ice cubes are stored in this big mansion.

I didn't know that there was a secret door at the end of the ice cellar.

Wang Zhong touched the mechanism, and the secret door opened.

The bone-chilling chill and the soaked bloody aura blended with each other at this moment.

This strange feeling fell in front of the emperor, but it made him extremely excited.

If it's a dungeon, it's more like a giant cage.

The iron fence seemed to grow out of the ground and pierced into the roof.

There are also countless iron chains inside the iron fence.

Of course, the one who was hoisted by the iron chain was Wen Cang.

And Wen Cang's original white clothes had already been soaked and dried up by blood, sticking to his body, as if he had become a part of his body.

His face became more and more pale without a trace of blood, and even the original blood-red lips had dimmed, only the blood on the side of his mouth that had not yet dried was bright red.

The sleek hair had dried up like weeds. A few strands of hair on the forehead were wet and clinging to the face.

His lute bone had also been pierced and locked.

His martial arts were all lost, and he couldn't move.

Wen Cang lowered his head and closed his eyes, as if he was in a dead sleep, not knowing that the emperor was coming.

The emperor stepped in, his face was as usual, without a trace of emotion, and he turned his back to Wang Zhong and said, "Wait outside." ”

Wang Zhong was interested, reluctantly took two steps back, locked the secret door, and stood outside the door with his head down.

The emperor walked slowly past the row of torture instruments, and as far as his eyes could see, there were rattan whips, wattles, bamboo boards and other objects soaked in poisonous juice.

The emperor casually scooped out a scoop of water from the water tank and splashed it on Wen Cang's face.

The water dissolved salt, touching the wound is naturally a pain that pierces the heart and eats the bones.

Hearing Wen Cang's painful roar, the corners of the emperor's mouth couldn't help twitching slightly.

"Awake? I've been suffering for the past few days. The emperor found a place to sit down and looked up at Wen Cang, as if admiring his masterpiece.

"Thank you for the emperor's care, I can still stand it." A smile appeared on Wen's pale face.

The emperor looked at him, and his voice was soft and soothing: "I'm afraid you won't be able to stand it, so I specially let people make ginseng soup for you every meal." ”

Wen Cang sneered: "Yes, it's just that the ginseng soup is mixed with ten kinds of poisons that are mutually reinforcing and mutually reinforcing, which makes me suffer day and night, but I won't die immediately." ”

The emperor also smiled and said, "I know that I can't hide it from you, and I also know that you will be willing to accept it." ”

Wen Cang was already angry, and his voice trembled: "I know that although I have had a hard time in the past two days, I will not have a good time if I want to come to the emperor." ”

The more the emperor tortured Wen Cang, the more calm Wen Cang felt in his heart.

"I'm going to take Yong'an back to the capital in a few days, and Suzaku Qisu will stay here, along with this big mansion, it's all yours." The emperor was expressionless, unmoved, and still said calmly.

Wen Cang hooked the corners of his mouth, and said with a smile: "The most mysterious Suzaku Qisu is just used to take care of a waste person like me, isn't it too big and useless?" ”

The emperor was still sitting upright, his eyebrows moved slightly, and said: "It's good to be so mysterious, otherwise it will inevitably attract people's attention, and if it spreads, it will fall into a reputation for treating talents harshly." Besides, Gongzi Wen is the descendant of Linglong Villa, and he has peerless martial arts, so I have to deal with it carefully. ”

Wen Cang laughed out loud and said, "I have been mediocre for half my life, and I can't imagine that I can get such respectful treatment when I am dying, and I can also turn a blind eye." ”

"You can't die," the emperor looked at him fixedly, and said, "I won't let you die like this, I will have people cut a trace of thousand-year-old ginseng every day to prolong your life, so as to offset the damage caused by those poisons that are mutually reinforcing in your body." I want you to live, because it's useful for you to live. ”

Wen Cang's pipa bone was worn by iron hooks, so that he wanted to raise his head and chest but couldn't, so he could only barely lift his chin forward, squeezing the skin on his forehead out of the folds.

"What's the use?"

"When I and Yong'an return to the capital, we will soon send troops to attack the Khitan. After the great cause is accomplished, I will return to the forest spring with Yong'an, and you are my chosen successor, and I will sit on the throne of the world. The emperor looked at Wen Cang's painful expression, and his heart couldn't help but overflow with endless happiness.

"Does the emperor want to exchange Jiangshan with me for her?"

As soon as Wen Cang's words fell, the emperor suddenly stood up.

Then another scoop of cold salt water was poured on him.

Wen Cang gritted his teeth and didn't make any sound.

"Yong'an is mine, and you better always remember that. Once upon a time, and from now on, it will belong to me alone. You have the privilege of walking with him for a while, and it has been a blessing for generations. From then on, in the palace and before the battle, I will be inseparable from her. And you, I hope these poisons and torture instruments will make you understand that you will stop being delusional. ”

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