That night, Rong Tang fell into a nightmare.

The dreams are bizarre, and many of them are things that Rong Tang can't understand.

There is a clear campus, a city that has grown since childhood, a road that crosses every day, and a ginkgo tree that bears fruit or loses its leaves with the seasons on both sides of the road every year.

There are also vague past lives, disputes and dialogues at the flower folding party, clouds and peonies in the sky, moonlight and lamps on the gilded floor, winter snow in the eleventh year of Qingzheng, and Mu Jingxu's funeral and funeral.

The past and the present are intertwined, and it is almost impossible to discern what a dream is.

More often than not, he is in a chaos, unable to see or hear clearly, the sound of the wind passes by his ears, the clouds gather and disperse under him, and his vision is sometimes clear and sometimes trance-like.

In the fog, Rong Tang felt that he had seen the Dayu Palace.

- The appearance of the imperial city where everyone is alive and everyone is wantonly publicized.

The faint light lit up from the east, the palace gate opened the first lock, the young and vigorous Third Highness rode a jujube red horse, wearing a crimson robe, sassy and heroic, the prodigal son who played at night returned home, and the sun of the palace city changed the moonlight.

The young Seventh Prince was dragged from his bed by him, muttering and muttering a plot.

The prince of the East Palace got up very early, went to the kitchen in the quiet early morning, made a bowl of Lantern Festival sprinkled with sweet wine, folded a hibiscus flower with morning dew, and then went to the bedroom, and gently called his wife to get up.

The fourth princess combed her beautiful and complicated hair in a bun, sneaked out of the kitchen early in the morning, took a box of jujube cakes made by the mother concubine last night, and jumped up and down to feed the cutest seventh brother.

In Fengqi Palace, the emperor got up and dressed up, the Son of Heaven was about to be early, the queen lazily turned over, and fell into the bed to sleep a sweet sleep.

When Rong Tang saw these scenes in his dreams, he would feel that for a moment he didn't imagine it, but really saw it.

The dream is long and fantastical, light and darkness are intertwined, remembering modern life, and the next moment is betrayal in a ruined temple.

looked at the conversation of the Folding Flower Society, and then it was Su Huaijing who made Dayu perish.

Seeing the lights of the gilded building, followed by Mu Shaoqing's funeral, the white flags replaced the bright moon, and the cold snow in the mountains fell into the world, and then dissipated into the dust.

Hope and despair came alternately, so unreasonable and unbuffering, that when Rong Tang saw such a beautiful and bright palace, he began to think, what will he see in the next second?

Is it the death of the first life, or is it the fate that is coming in this life?

But he waited and waited, and there was nothing.

There is darkness before us that is about to drown.

It is like being in the ruins of the sea, unable to see or hear, his eyes are blindfolded, his ears are sealed, he has no sense of smell in his dreams, he cannot see the nightmare of nightmares, he is alone and indulges in endless darkness.

It was so far away that it almost made people think that he was the only one in heaven and earth, and he was the only living creature.

He is an existence that should not exist in this world, but he is also the only reality that exists in this world.

Rong Tang was trapped in it and was about to drown.

Overhead is a flowing black fog, the sun is gone, and the moon rings are shadowed.

He sank with the trend, gradually becoming confused, and his hands and feet began to be cold.

In his trance, a voice told him that it should have been so.

He was supposed to be in the company of darkness.

He should have melted

Into the darkness, and then witness the darkness give birth to the light.

But the black mist froze for a moment, and an undercurrent tore open the gap, and the dazzling light pierced through the thick black clouds and mist, and a pair of hands grabbed him deadly.

"Tang Tang...... Rong Tang! ()”

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"-Rong Tang!"

Rong Tang opened his eyes in an instant, and the surroundings were empty, as if he was still in boundless darkness, he opened his mouth to breathe, and his lungs were still trembling violently.

"It's okay, it's okay." Someone hugged him and coaxed him, his hand reached behind his back, and he was gentle and smooth, and the sound clearly fell on his ears, but it seemed to be far, far away.

I told him that it was okay, but my voice trembled, and I couldn't help but be afraid.

From time to time, a small pain came from his body, and Rong Tang shifted his gaze in a daze, but he still couldn't see anything clearly.

"I didn't ...... Do you light it up? He asked in a huffed voice.

Su Huaijing's hand pulled out the needle, and his heart seemed to be grabbed by someone, and he was about to lose his breath.

He stared at Rong Tang stubbornly, and crashed into those jet-black eyes, bright and clean, like glass fired by heirloom craftsmen, without a trace of impurities throughout the body, as beautiful as the stars.

Su Huaijing's fingers trembled slightly, stepped back, and raised his hand to shake in front of his eyes: "Tang Tang? ”

Rong Tang blinked physiologically, but still didn't have any reaction: "Huh? ”

Su Huaijing suddenly panicked, and as soon as the needle turned, he wanted to continue to prick the acupuncture points for him, but the doctor himself began to be afraid, his fingers couldn't stop shaking, and the tip of the needle pierced into the fingertips, dropping a dazzling red.

Su Huaijing didn't care, pulled out the needle and put it aside, lowered his head and began to choose the appropriate thickness of the silver needle.

I don't know if it was the silver light reflection that pierced the eyes, or the bright red blood was too dazzling, Rong Tang finally came back to his senses from the emptiness that he couldn't see, and his eyes gradually focused.

Wooden beds and brightly lit rooms are lit with candles and charcoal fires burn in the ventilated areas.

It was almost daylight, and he couldn't see anything just now.

Rong Tang frowned slightly, and his gaze was fixed on Su Huaijing's fingertips that had been cut by sharp weapons.

He was stunned for a moment, then without thinking, he grabbed his fingers, took the wound into his mouth and sucked it.

The smell of blood was confused in his mouth, and Rong Tang held it for a long time, until the tip of his tongue couldn't lick the blood beads, and then he opened his mouth, wanting to reprimand in a low voice: "Why are you so small-"

The voice was blocked in the laryngeal cavity, and it was dark again, but it was not completely blind.

Rong Tang opened his eyes in a daze, and saw Su Huaijing thirsting for his lips and tongue like a traveler in the desert meeting a water source, but his closed eyes kept trembling, his eyelashes trembling like butterflies spreading his wings, and the cheeks were dry tears.

The rebuke and admonition that he wanted to say were swallowed back into his abdomen in an instant, and Rong Tang opened his mouth, letting him plunder and let him take it.

Let him kiss his lover like a dying man.

But the person who is going to die is clearly Rong Tang himself.

After a long time, Rong Tang couldn't tell how many breaths he had been crossed, and he couldn't tell how many times he had responded to Su Huaijing's babbling "Tang Tang", he was finally let go and drank a sip of warm tea in the real sense.

Rong Tang opened his eyes and glanced at the head of the bed

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Su Huaijing knows how to heal, and Rong Tang knows a little.

After a long illness, even he himself can occasionally probe the pulse and judge the good and evil.

Su Huaijing took care of him for two years, and it is really normal for him to be able to understand medicinal materials and learn moxibustion.

At least he added coptis lily to the medicinal soup from time to time, and Rong Tang did not die.

But he's even

After learning acupuncture, Rong Tang felt that the villain deserved to be the villain.

And now that the villain's eyes are red and his breath is unstable, Rong Tang instinctively wants to praise him.

He laughed softly, leaned out half of his body from the bed, and gently scratched the tear stains in the corners of Su Huaijing's eyes with his fingertips, and joked: "Huaijing is so powerful, he pulled me back from the ghost gate." ”

Rong Tang just wanted to coax Su Huaijing, wanted him not to be so sad, but as soon as the words fell, his wrist was grabbed in the palm of his hand, Su Huaijing almost knelt under the bed, straightened up and stared at him viciously, and said in a dumb voice: "You also know that you are almost dying?" ”

Rong Tang suddenly understood that such a joke could not be made at all.

Su Huaijing was afraid, he was so scared that he couldn't hear the slightest word related to "death".

Rong Tang felt another uncontrollable pain in his heart.

He opened his mouth, not knowing how to coax people, his head drooped, and said softly, "I'm sorry......"

There was silence in the room, and Su Huaijing silently put away the acupuncture bag, extinguished the candles on the table, climbed into bed again, and hugged Rong Tang into his arms.

It was just a mess, and Rong Tang only found out at this time that Su Huaijing was not even wearing a cold-proof robe.

How long he had been in a nightmare, he probably kept watch over himself by the bedside in thin clothes.

Rong Tang felt uncomfortable and called softly: "Huai Jing ......"

Su Huaijing interrupted him: "Sleep." ”

Rong Tang: "......"

He was silent for a moment.

The winter night is quiet, and the hour may not be ugly, Rong Tang opened his eyes in the dark, and little by little he traced Su Huaijing's face at night.

Then there was a sigh from the side, the villain opened his eyes, looked at him, and asked softly, "Don't Tang Tang want to sleep?" ”

Rong Tang shook his head and replied in a low voice: "Are you frightened?" ”

Su Huaijing was speechless and stared at him for a long time: "Tang Tang also knows." ”

Rong Tang felt guilty for a moment: "I'm sorry." ”

"It's none of Tangtang's business." Su Huaijing said, "It's me who is too useless." ”

obviously found out that Rong Tang's pulse was different, and changed the formula, but he still let Rong Tang go before the catastrophe of life and death.

Su Huaijing didn't even dare to think about it, what if he found out that Rong Tang in his sleep was caught in his sleep a moment later and couldn't breathe?

He walked such a long way to meet Rong Tang, what should he do if he died beside him?

Dark night is good for hiding, but it's also enough to amplify all emotions.

Almost the moment Su Huaijing fell into contemplation, Rong Tang leaned on his stomach without thinking for a second, grinding on his lips.

Learn the way Su Huaijing kissed him, pecking and licking a little until he attracted people's attention.

Rong Tang Shuang

() Hands on Su Huaijing's chest,

whispered, "Huaijing,

Tell you a secret. ”

Su Huaijing's heart tightened, and he subconsciously turned his head: "I don't want to hear it." ”

Rong Tang let go of his hand, lay on him, broke his cheek, and kissed him again on his evasive eyes: "Su Xiaoqi is a coward!" ”

Su Huaijing: "Well, I am. ”

Rong Tang stagnated slightly, the tip of his nose was sour, he turned his head and sniffed, he still felt blocked, so he simply leaned over and rubbed the tip of Su Huaijing's nose, until he rubbed his nasal voice out of his nose, he balanced it a little, and said mysteriously: "I'll only say it once, you have to listen carefully." ”

Su Huaijing was silent.

Rong Tang said proudly: "I am an immortal in the sky!" ”

Su Huaijing looked at him.

Rong Tang blinked: "Aren't you surprised?" ”

Su Huaijing shook his head: "I'm not surprised." ”

Rong Tang was suddenly frustrated: "Why? ”

Su Huaijing: "Tang Tang is a god in the sky, did he come down to cross me?" ”

Rong Tang was stunned, inexplicably weak, and didn't know if he could nod.

But Su Huaijing asked again: "Now that Tang Tang thinks I've gotten better, do you want to go back to heaven?" ”

He asked very sensibly and calmly, "What is considered to be better?" What does it mean to be crossed by gods and Buddhas? ”

"How bad do I have to be to stay with me?"

"Murder? Set? Regicide? Annihilation? ”

Rong Tang was dumbfounded when he heard this, straightened up and stared at him incredulously.

Su Huaijing stared at him for a long time, smiled lightly, and took the person back into his arms: "I'm joking." ”

He said: "Tang Tang went this way, confined to the red dust, entangled in fetters, just to see me get better, if I turn around and do these things, Tang Tang is so wronged." ”

Su Huaijing said softly, unable to distinguish emotions, and did not know whether it was true or false.

He only asked softly: "So Tang Tang, are you here to cross me?" ”

The sound of his heartbeat was amplified, and Rong Tang was almost out of breath.

He was silent for a long time and nodded: "I am." ”

"That's enough." Su Huaijing sighed lightly: "Then what does Tang Tang want to tell me?" In order to keep me from being buried with me, are you going to tell me how to find you in the future? ”

Rong Tang once again felt that it was really bad to be too smart.

Not good at all.

Su Huaijing is so smart that he feels that all his lies are clumsy, and the villain knows everything, but he plays games with him, watching him lie again and again with connivance.

But Rong Tang still has to lie.

He said, "Huaijing, when I die, don't be buried. One day in the sky, one year on earth, I will come to you after I go back and pay for it. ”

Su Huaijing nodded: "Okay." ”

He didn't even ask about deadlines.

He didn't even want Rong Tang to mark a false and cruel death date for him.

He just nodded again, kissed Rong Tang's eyebrows, and said softly: "Okay, I know, good night Tangtang." ”

The next day, Rong Tang couldn't get out of bed, and Su Huaijing took a day off.

On the third day, Rong Tang was groggy and half-asleep for a whole day, and every time he opened his eyes, Su Huaijing was beside his bedside.

……

On the seventh day, the heavy snow in Beijing stopped and the sun was shining.

Emperor Renshou made an exception to let Sheng Chengli enter the court in advance to listen to the government, and news came from the palace, saying that the emperor had recruited famous doctors in the world to treat his injured leg for his son.

When Rong Tang woke up in the evening, he told Su Huaijing that he wanted to drink soft-shelled turtle soup, and the villain looked at him twice, turned around and went to the kitchen.

The footsteps disappeared around the corner, and Rong Tang turned his head and coughed up a pool of black and thick blood.

He lay down on the bed, wiped his mouth with a handkerchief, and called, "System." ”

[Tang Tang, I'm here. 】

Rong Tang asked softly: "Sheng Chengli and I, are we bound to each other and complement each other, or are we living and restraining each other?" ”！