She steadied her breath, showed a smiling expression and excused herself, "Thank you, Your Majesty." It's a pity that the concubine has just practiced, and now she is covered with sweat, which is strange and rude. Please allow the concubines to bathe and change their clothes first. ”

So it's time for you to go, too!

Jun Zeci didn't mean to be angry at all, stood up, let her go, and then said, "Then I will wait for you here and dine with you." ”

Wei Huai'an, who had just walked a few steps, paused, and then seemed to be annoyed and angry, and walked faster and faster to bathe in the side hall.

This means that it is the same as before, and it means to stay and stay overnight!

Wei Huai'an was frightened and quit with Jun Ze, for fear that he would find something that was difficult to explain to him. Fortunately, Jun Zeci seemed to be very tired after that, and dragged her to sleep early.

However, what she didn't know was that after she fell asleep completely, Jun Zeci, who was lying next to her and seemed to have fallen asleep for a long time, opened his eyes, looked deeply at the person beside him, and hugged the person into his arms before falling asleep satisfied.

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At dusk, the night and the setting sun form an ambiguous dividing line, and the clouds are burning in the sky like flames.

Not far in front of him, there seemed to be a beautiful girl standing in front of her, dressed in a plain long skirt, and it was the young man who came out of the mud without staining and being sloppy.

As if realizing that someone was looking at her from behind, the girl turned half sideways, revealing an impeccable jawline and a high nose bridge.

At the moment when he saw the familiar face, Jun Ze was stunned - this person was Wei Huai'an, who he had been thinking about for a long time. I saw Wei Huai'an smile at him, his lips moved up and down, as if he said something to him, but he still didn't hear anything.

The familiar feeling of weightlessness and panic came to his heart, and Jun Zeci subconsciously wanted to go over and hug her. But he fell back into that feeling of being controlled.

A repetition of past experiences.

Jun Zeci almost instinctively ran over and grabbed her hand subconsciously.

"Your Majesty, you don't have to be like this." Wei Huai'an looked at his hand and grabbed her, shook his head helplessly and smiled, "I know what you meant. It's just that I'm so tired of being disappointed again and again. ”

He saw her hand slip from his fingertips, Wei Huai'an once again hung his head in extreme disappointment, and said to him, "You don't have to come to me. ”

The cup of Heding Red she drank seemed to slip down his throat, Jun Zeci only felt that his throat was tight and painful, and his internal organs began to twist and twist with Wei Huai'an's death, and he always felt that a fire was also burning him up in his body.

Then there was a frightening amount of scarlet blood splashed into the air, but he couldn't even keep a single corpse of hers.

He watched as Wei Huai'an's body gradually disappeared into the air, leaving not a single speck of bone dust behind.

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In the middle of the night, Jun Zeci, who was lying down, suddenly opened his eyes, and his hair was covered with sweat at some point, and his back was also soaked with cold sweat. He looked at the void with empty eyes, felt the tears blur his eyes, and watched all the scenery in front of him being rubbed with a layer of mist, and he was stunned for a long time without reacting.

The cold moonlight fell through the window that was clinging to the curtains, faintly illuminating the room where the fingers could not be seen.

However, Yu Jun said that the picture of Wei Huai'an's death in the dream just now has not been dispersed for a long time.

Ever since Wei Huai'an drank that cup of deadly Heding Red in front of him, he had dreamed of Wei Huai'an's death every night.

Sometimes, like in the dream just now, she laughs at him one second and dies the next; Sometimes his eyes were red and he questioned him coldly, and then jumped from a tall building; Sometimes it's just a sudden stumble down the stairs and you die......

But no matter what the dream, there is one thing that remains the same - Jun Zeci can't control his actions.

Just like that day, he knew that Wei Huaian was innocent, but he was like being manipulated by a pair of hands, and he couldn't say what he wanted to say at all; He couldn't tell the truth, nor could he stop Wei Huai'an, and then he was like a wooden man, watching his lover die, indifferent.

Jun Zeci already knew that the world he was in was abnormal.

He was always controlled by a pair of invisible hands, and often forgot anything he did when he was with other concubines, but he would remember the bits and pieces he had done with Wei Huai'an.

It was also from the realization of this incident that Jun Zeci understood that Wei Huai'an's existence was different from any of them.

Wei Huai'an is in the same world as those who can manipulate his actions. And he was just a dispensable plaything in her hands.

Wei Huai'an can come when he wants to, and leave if he wants.

He was worshipped as the Son of Heaven by someone else in this world, but what did he use to keep her?

With the crown on his head, the palace he lives in, or the power in his hands? Or the silent cry he wakes up every night in a panic? 【1】

But it was all given to him by those from the outside.

He knew he would never be able to keep her.

Jun Zeqi sat up and looked at Wei Huai'an's beautiful side face sleeping beside him, a little distracted.

He took advantage of the disguise of the night, taking advantage of the fact that he would not be manipulated to tear off the disguise that others had draped on him at this time, and cautiously approached Wei Huai'an's face, like a child who secretly flowed into the adult's room, only daring to reveal his purpose for a moment.

When he first met Wei Huai'an in the afternoon, after Jun Zeci confirmed that it was her, his first reaction was to hide her, so that others could no longer see her, so that she could never leave him again.

But no.

Jun Zeci closed his eyes and forced himself to suppress those dark thoughts that could not be put on the table. He stared at the face that appeared in his dreams every night with an almost greedy look, and quietly reached out and stroked her face.

"Just for a moment, okay?" He asked quietly, his eyes humble.

After a moment, seeing that Wei Huai'an did not react, he slowly took the person into his arms and gently kissed her between her eyebrows.

A despicable thief is not like a humble son, who only seeks to defile his treasures with his dirty hands at night; knew that he couldn't do anything, but he wanted to be reluctant.

The man in his arms tossed and turned, and said something vaguely, as if he was very dissatisfied with him tossing and turning here in the middle of the night.

Jun smiled silently, patted her back gently, and coaxed her quietly to make her sleep more comfortable.

…… At least for now, the treasure is in his arms.

He can pretend to be a paper man who doesn't know anything, and he can do what she wants him to be. That way, she'll stay a little longer, right?

"Xiaoman, my Xiaoman......"

He called her nickname word by word like a toddler child.

"I, yes."