Zhu Qingwu didn't understand, he had obviously changed his title according to the meaning of Tang Xijian, why was he still unhappy?

He even got angry, turned around and walked away.

With the departure of the hall stream, the Lijunigong Palace has returned to its former desertion.

Yuzhu ran in to see him worriedly.

Zhu Qingwu squeezed out a smile at her, comforted her that she was fine, and asked her to go back to sleep quickly.

Yuzhu has always been stupid, and she doesn't know how to comfort him.

He stood there and thought for a long time, and finally took out a piece of lotus cake wrapped in oiled paper from his sleeve and put it in his hand, and then withdrew.

Zhu Qingwu looked at the lotus flower in his hand and smiled.

For so many years, Yuzhu still has the only way to comfort people.

Zhu Qingwu didn't want to live up to her kindness, so she ate the lotus crisp with the herbal tea on the table.

Then he lay down on the lamp chair under the window and looked out.

It was pitch black outside the window, and even the moon was hidden in the clouds.

Zhu Qingwu didn't know when he fell asleep, and when he woke up again, the lamp oil in the house had burned out.

It was pitch black in the house, so Zhu Qingwu couldn't tell what time it was?

I don't know if it's because I'm sick or because the charcoal fire in the warm pavilion is too strong, Zhu Qingwu only feels that his body is no longer cold before, but he starts to get hot.

His mouth was dry and his throat ached, so he sat up and tried to pour a glass of water.

However, as soon as he moved, he saw that the curtain of the inner room was opened, and then a strange-looking palace maid walked in respectfully, "Father-in-law, do you want to drink water?" ”

Zhu Qingwu raised her eyes and glanced at her.

The woman saw the confusion in his eyes, and replied: "I am a palace maid newly sent by Your Majesty, and Your Majesty said that there are too few people from the Juniko Palace, so we have been specially assigned to come and serve."

Zhu Qingwu looked out when she heard this, and the shadow at the door was longing, and it was obvious that she was not the only one who dialed over.

Zhu Qingwu instantly understood the meaning of coming to the Tang stream.

It was probably because he saw Xiaodouzi today that angered Tang Xixi, so he specially sent some people over to watch him.

In the future, if Xiaodouzi wants to see him again, it must be difficult.

But Zhu Qingwu still doesn't understand, why can't he even see Xiaodouzi?

Seeing that he had not made a sound for a long time, the palace maid on the side poured a cup of tea with the purple clay pot on the table and handed it to him.

Zhu Qingwu took it and took a sip, the tea was hot, with residual warmth.

The tumbling mood became ironed by this cup of tea.

However, it didn't calm down for long, Zhu Qingwu accidentally glanced at it, but suddenly saw that there was an extra pot of wine on the table at some point.

When I looked closely, it was the pot he had paid tribute to Gonggong Li during the day.

He obviously stayed by Gonggong Li's side, how could he suddenly appear here?

As soon as he thought of this, his accidental glimpse when the cold wind lifted the white cloth suddenly appeared in front of him.

The thoughts that were still uncertain in my heart finally had an answer.

So Zhu Qingwu stood up suddenly, "What about Yuzhu?" ”

The palace maid was taken aback by him, but she immediately settled down and replied: "Your Majesty ordered Miss Yuzhu to still serve in the Lijuni Palace, we have a new duty arrangement, she is not on duty tonight, and she has already slept."

The palace maid's answer did not make him feel at ease, and the expression on Zhu Qingwu's face was still not relaxed, and then asked, "What about the little bean?"

"The slave doesn't know what little beans are." The palace maid replied a little dazedly.

"Naa...... Where is Your Majesty now? I want to see him. ”

"Your Majesty should be in the early dynasty at this hour, I'm afraid I won't be able to see you."

Although Zhu Qingwu was anxious, he also understood that what the palace maid said was the truth, so he could only respond: "Okay, then when Your Majesty goes down to court, please go and say it for Gonggong Hai."

"Say what?"

"I want to see Your Majesty, and I want to see you immediately."

Since the cause of Li's father-in-law death was determined, Zhu Qingwu no longer felt sleepy.

Let the palace maid open the window a crack, and then sit on the lamp hanging chair in the room, looking at the sky outside the window a little brighter.

The new palace maid was very neat, and Tang Xijian came back from outside soon after he went down to court.

"Is Your Majesty here?"

The palace maid shook her head, "Your Majesty said that he still has government affairs to deal with, and he wants you to have a good rest." ”

When Zhu Qingwu heard this, he understood Tang Xijian's attitude.

Although he still felt that Tang Xijian would not kill Xiaodouzi, the recent piles made him extremely uneasy.

He had to see Little Beanzi again and make sure he was alive to be at ease.

So he got up and walked out.

As soon as I went out, I saw the palace maids and eunuchs outside standing on both sides.

When he saw that he was leaving, he immediately followed him.

"Where are you going?" A palace maid stepped forward and asked.

"Don't follow me."

Zhu Qingwu said and walked out quickly.

However, as soon as he walked to the door, the eunuch guarding the door suddenly closed the door.

"I wish my father-in-law, Your Majesty has instructed that the rebellious party will be killed in the past few days, and I am afraid that you will be in danger, so it is better not to go out recently."

"Messy party? Who is the rebel party? Who is the remnant? ”

Zhu Qingwu stopped and looked at them, "I just want to see Xiaodouzi, as long as I make sure he is okay, I will come back." ”

As he spoke, he wanted to step forward and open the door.

However, as soon as the words fell, the palace maids and eunuchs in front of them knelt together and kowtowed to him.

"What are you doing here? Get up! ”

However, no one listened to his orders, and still kept knocking on the ground.

The green bricks on the ground were cracked with age, and soon turned red.

Zhu Qingwu looked at the blood dripping from their foreheads, and suddenly felt that Tang Xijian was worthy of being with him for eight years.

I know how to deal with his weakness.

"Don't knock, get up, get up!" Zhu Qingwu tried to make them stop.

Finally, a little eunuch raised his head, "I wish my father-in-law, Your Majesty has an order, please don't embarrass us." ”

_

"Brother Zhu."

Zhu Qingwu was sitting on a chair looking at the incense tree outside the window, when he suddenly heard the voice of Yuzhu.

He turned his head, and then saw Yuzhu standing beside him at some point, still holding a bag of pastries wrapped in oiled paper.

"It's finally time for you to be on duty today......" Zhu Qingwu asked with spirits.

Since that day, he has not seen Tang Xijian or Yuzhu again.

Every time she asked, the new palace maid would only say that she was on duty.

He didn't understand what Tang Xijian meant.

Do you want to trap him to death in this palace and no one can see him?

He and Yuzhu have been with Tang Xijian in the Lijuni Palace for eight years, so he doesn't believe that Tang Xijian will do anything to Yuzhu?

But after the previous experience, he was indeed not as sure as before that Tangxijian would release the little beans.

So he had to meet Xiaodouzi.

But Tang Xijian is too familiar with the Lihinoki Palace, and all the places that can go out have been defended.

He couldn't step out a single step, and the corners trapped him.

"Brother Zhu, you can eat something, you haven't eaten a drop of water for three days." Yuzhu said as she sat down beside him, hugging his arm as she had done so many times before.

Yuzhu is the youngest in the Juniki Palace, and was sold into the palace because of his family's poverty.

Because he didn't have money to do it and wasn't smart, he was assigned to the Juniko Palace that year.

Over the years, she has always regarded Zhu Qingwu as her brother, and every time she is afraid, she will do this, sitting next to him and holding his arm and begging him.

"I can't eat it." Zhu Qingwu sat up straight as she spoke, trying to squeeze out a smile to comfort her and tell her not to be afraid.

But he was already sick and had not eaten for many days, so he didn't even have the strength to pull the corners of his mouth.

Yuzhu didn't force him anymore, just sat next to him and accompanied him silently.

I don't know how long it took, just when Zhu Qingwu was about to fall asleep in a daze, he suddenly faintly heard Yuzhu say something.

"If only we could go back to the way things were."

I don't know why, it's just such an ordinary sentence, but Zhu Qingwu seems to have been pushed down from a cliff, and for a moment his soul is almost out of his body.

Once upon a time? What was it like in the past?

A cold wind blew in through the gap in the window lattice and poured into Zhu Qingwu's lungs.

He couldn't help coughing.

Yuzhu on the side hurriedly got up and wanted to close the window, but was stopped by Zhu Qingwu.

He looked up at the window.

The incense outside the window has not yet reached flowering, and only the bare branches hang there.

A small red lantern hung from the branch, which had long since faded.

Zhu Qingwu fixed his eyes on the lantern, as if he had returned to that Chinese New Year's Eve six years ago.

On the night of Chinese New Year's Eve, before it was dark, a continuous stream of fireworks was already set off outside the palace.

The palace is full of lights, and the atmosphere of the new year is lingering.

The family banquet in the palace did not invite the hall stream.

In order not to make him feel lost, Zhu Qingwu tried his best to make the Lijuni Palace lively.

Let Tang Xijian write the Spring Festival couplets on red paper, and then go out with Yuzhu to post them.

Zhu Qingwu made antique soup with the vegetables he stocked up on weekdays.

Gong Li sent people to bring wine, melons and fruits.

Xiaodouzi also secretly ran over and brought pastries and New Year's goods rewarded by the five princes.

The house was still chilly due to the lack of charcoal, but the steaming antique soup dispelled the cold.

They sat by the window, watched the colorful fireworks outside the window, and drank and talked together.

Everything seems to be yesterday, but the glass is fragile and the clouds are scattered, and now it is already a thing and a person, and it can't go back to the past.

Probably because of the sudden heartache, Zhu Qingwu suddenly felt the blood surging in his chest.

He pursed his lips, but he still tasted the thick smell of blood.

"Brother Zhu, what's wrong with you?" Yuzhu on the side noticed something and hurriedly asked.

Zhu Qingwu shook his head, trying to restrain himself.

However, I can't control it.

His throat was sore and itchy, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he spat out a mouthful of blood.

"I wish my brother!" Yuzhu stood up in shock.

"It's okay." Zhu Qingwu wanted to comfort her, but his eyes suddenly darkened, and he couldn't see clearly.

All I could hear was Yuzhu's anxious shouts, followed by a series of footsteps from outside.

He tried to get up, but he didn't have any strength in his body, and the whole person fell straight down uncontrollably.

It was completely dark in front of my eyes.

_

Zhu Qingwu had a long dream.

He dreamed that he was back when he was five years old, and it seemed like it was winter.

After his father died unexpectedly, his mother remarried and gave birth to a younger sister that winter.

Zhu Qingwu likes that sister very much, although she is half-father, but looking at her little ball lying on the bed and smiling at him, it seems that she can really feel the blood connection.

But the new dad didn't like him.

Zhu Qingwu tried very hard to please everyone in the family, but they were still unwilling to let him stay after all.

Not long after his mother gave birth, one day she suddenly said that she wanted to take him out for a walk.

Then put him in a thick down jacket and take him to a plane tree far from home.

The leaves of the sycamore tree are gone, covered with a thick layer of snow, and the tree is covered with dead leaves, which "click" when stepped on.

Zhu Qingwu lowered his head and stepped on the dead leaves on the ground, and he could feel that his mother beside him was also absent-minded.

His mother held his hand tightly, sometimes loosely, probably still hesitating about something.

After a long time, he finally squatted down and patted the snow falling on his shoulder.

"It's too cold, Mom went buy a roasted sweet potato." Mother said to him.

Zhu Qingwu looked at her and nodded, but did not speak.

"Don't run around, wait here for Mom."

After saying this, the mother turned and walked back.

Zhu Qingwu stood in place, looking at her back and disappearing from view little by little.

He knew that his mother was not going to buy roasted sweet potatoes, but he still obediently stood there and waited for her.

He waited from day to night, and from night to day, and his legs were numb.

But my mother never came back.

In fact, from the moment she left, Zhu Qingwu knew that she would not come back.

He waited under the tree for three days, then turned silently and walked alone in the opposite direction from home.

He doesn't know where to go either? But since his mother doesn't want him, then he should stay away from her.

He walked for a long, long time, so long that he thought he would reach the end of the world, and finally he was tired and sleepy, and fainted on the side of the road.

Waking up again is at the police station.

A good Samaritan passing by called the police, who took him here.

They wanted to send him home, but Zhu Qingwu refused to speak.

This made them think that Zhu Qingwu was a mute for a while.

Communications were not developed at the time, and the police could not find his parents, so they sent him to an orphanage, where he grew up.

Life there was not bad, he was used to doing chores and taking care of his younger siblings, so the dean liked him very much.

He had an extra group of unrelated brothers and sisters there.

Zhu Qingwu loved them very much, but because people often came to adopt, they still left him one after another.

Only he and a younger brother with congenital heart disease stayed here the longest.

The younger brother was abandoned at birth and did not have a serious name.

Because he likes to eat fried beans, Zhu Qingwu always likes to call him small beans.

Zhu Qingwu likes this brother who is not related by blood.

At that time, his greatest wish was to make a lot of money, treat Xiaodouzi, and then open an orphanage by himself, so that children without parents could live happily here.

Because of this goal, he has been working hard to earn money and study.

However, in the second year of his graduation, he was in a car accident when he returned home because he was drunk too much alcohol by a guest at night.

When I woke up again, I found myself lying on a shabby mat.

The lower body hurts terribly, and there are moans everywhere in my ears. Crying and crying.

Zhu Qingwu slowed down for a long time and didn't react to what happened, he thought he had gone to hell.

However, at this moment, I heard an angry voice from the side, "You're awake." ”

Zhu Qingwu turned his head with some difficulty when he heard this, and then saw a boy lying next to him who looked to be only seven or eight years old.

The child's face was pale, without a trace of blood on his face, his forehead was covered with sweat, and his lips were dry and white, covered with several cracks caused by the lack of water for a long time.

"You've fainted in pain for a long time, I just heard the master of the knife maker say that if you don't wake up, I'm going to carry you out."

Zhu Qingwu looked at the clothes on the child's body, the surrounding environment and the pain on his body, and finally figured out something.

So he endured the pain and asked, "Where is this?"

"Knife maker."

"Knife maker...... What dynasty is this? ”

"Great cool."

"Da Liang?" Zhu Qingwu searched in his mind for a long time and did not find this dynasty, and when he was stunned, he listened to the child on the side continue.

"It's the third day soon, we can eat, I'm dying of thirst, but fortunately, I finally got through it, the master said, it's basically no problem to survive the first three days, and when I enter the palace, I must eat and drink spicy."

Zhu Qingwu turned his head to look at him, "Enter the palace?" ”

The child tugged at his lips and smiled hard, "Where are the eunuchs going if they don't enter the palace, and speaking of which, you are still the first person I know here?" I don't know if we can get together in the future, by the way, my name is Xiaodouzi, what's your name? ”

"Little Bean?" Zhu Qingwu was so shocked that he almost sat up when he heard this name, and the action of getting up touched the wound, and the pain made him fall back heavily.

"What's wrong with you?" Xiaodouzi hurriedly asked.

"Nothing." Zhu Qingwu endured the pain and replied, sweat broke out on his forehead at some point, but his heart was calmer for a long time than just now.

"I just suddenly remembered that there is a younger brother in the family who is also named Xiaodouzi."

"So coincidentally?"

"yes." Zhu Qingwu looked at him and smiled, "It's too coincidental." ”

"You haven't told me your name yet?" Little Bean asked.

"My name is ...... Zhu Qingwu. ”

_

It's hot, like wearing a winter coat and leaning on a thousand stoves in the summer.

There were also bursts of bitterness in the mouth, like coptis and bitter wood that had been stuffed in someone's mouth.

He seemed to be being held in his arms, tightly imprisoned, and Zhu Qingwu wanted to break free uncomfortably, but for some reason he couldn't move.

I was forced to swallow what was in my mouth.

I don't know how long it took, but the high heat finally faded a little.

The scene in the dream faded like a tide, and Zhu Qingwu slowly opened his eyes.

The first thing that catches my eye is a hand holding a spoon, which is a pair of beautiful hands, the fingers are white and slender, but not delicate, but with a thin layer of calluses, at a glance, you can know that you hold a sword all year round.

Bai Yu's spoon was pressed against the edge of the bowl, and the excess medicinal juice at the bottom of the spoon was drained, and he was about to feed it to his lips.

However, at this time, it was suddenly frozen, and generally stopped in mid-air.

"Wake up." The young man in the bright yellow dragon robe looked at him with deep and long eyes, and he couldn't see his emotions, but for some reason, his voice was slightly dry.

Zhu Qingwu followed the voice and looked up, it was a stream.