Morbid pet

In the warm and cramped carriage, Xie Zhao's clothes were still dripping with water.

drip, drip, drip
The corners of Chang Le's eyes were red, and Xie Zhao inexplicably remembered that the corners of Chang Le's eyes were also so red that night, as red as if he had just shed blood and tears, capturing every piece of his heart and soul.

He unconsciously raised his hand to wipe the red marks at the corners of her eyes, "I love you very much, but you never believed me."

He went on to say: "But I'm not upset, your memory is gone, we still have many days and nights to restart these memories, Changle, I cherish your future more than the past."

He put his index finger against Chang Le's lips, and then replaced them with lips and teeth, desperately asking for the last bit of body temperature from each other, hugging each other to keep warm like two animals.

Chang Le couldn't help sobbing, Xie Zhao climbed her slender neck and kissed her inch by inch, treating her like a god.

I just heard him say: "It doesn't matter if you treat me as a substitute, as someone else, even beat me or scold me, as long as you are by my side."

"I have a lot of patience for you."

The person in his arms had a high fever and fell into a drowsy sleep.

Xie Zhao was also getting hot gradually. Sitting in the car, he ordered in a cold voice, "Go and announce the imperial physician."

"Yes." In the middle of the night, he jumped off the carriage lightly, causing a splash of water.

Xie Zhao slowly lifted the curtain.

He kissed Chang Le's forehead, and said softly: "I'm almost home, it's fine, go to sleep."

Chang Le fell into a dark dream.

The story goes back to Hong'an for 30 years. This time, her dreams seemed to have passed through the hands of heaven and man, and what she saw was not herself.

But it's in my heart.

——Zhou Yu.

The 16-year-old Zhou Yu is dressed in fresh clothes and is angry with horses. He likes to recite poems and compose Fu most on weekdays.

He stood in the study, listening to his elder brother's teaching.

Zhou Ren is the minister of the Ministry of Rites, and he often gives Zhou Yu some guidance on etiquette, and then popularizes the knowledge of the world in the officialdom, so as to lay a solid foundation for his future career in the officialdom.

Zhou Yu is very obedient, he listens obediently every time, occasionally asks a question or two, and the eldest brother will answer him patiently.

Chang Le couldn't help thinking, these two are really role models of brothers and sisters.

Then, Zhou Yu said in a daze, "Brother, I'm going out, and His Highness Changle is still waiting for me to bring her chestnut cakes."

Zhou Ren patted him on the head with a smile, "Go, be careful. His Highness Changle has a bad temper. You are a boy, so please be more patient."

Zhou Yu looked at his elder brother strangely, "Brother, don't you advise me to stay away from her? Father will beat me with a stick whenever he sees me staying with His Highness."

Zhou Ren sighed helplessly: "Father has his reasons for doing this."

"why?"

"Because the emperor is very suspicious. Our family is already at the height of the sun and a very high-ranking official. My father is the teacher of the prince, and I am the Minister of Rites, and my mother's family is the general of Zhenguo.

The three generations of our ancestors all have the merits of being a dragon, and indeed we can no longer have any relationship with the royal family. In our generation, we can only marry the daughters of civilians or wealthy businessmen. In fact, your sister-in-law’s family is also very good, a scholarly family in Jiangnan, over there The woman is gentle and beautiful, and your sister-in-law is already looking for candidates for you. "

An angry look appeared on Zhou Yu's rare face. He broke a bronze mirror, but years of training in aristocratic families made him restrained and gentle even if he got angry.

"I will not marry unless Changle! I would rather not be in politics in this life, but marry her!"

After all, he shook his sleeves and left.

The screen turns.

It is the platform that Changle is most familiar with.

At that time, Lanyuetai had not been expanded to the size it is now, and it was only a relatively exquisite and gorgeous palace.

Chang Le sat on the moon chair and ate chestnut cake while watching Zhou Yu who was silent.

She was naughty when she was a child, and she was suppressed in the cold palace for a long time, and then she was spoiled by Zhou Yu and became more and more wanton.

Changle: "Brother Yu, I went to ask Father, but Father doesn't agree with us being together."

The expression on Zhou Yu's face was soft for a moment, he held her little hand, and remembered what Zhou Ren said, and his father, his eyes turned cold unconsciously, and in Chang Le's eyes, it was the sharp edge of spring cold. Ice, it's so cold that people feel pain all over
"Your Highness, I treat you as just a younger sister, so don't say such things as asking for marriage in the future."

Changle can still feel it now, the feeling that his heart was twisted at that time was the collapse of faith and seeing flowers in the fog.

Soon, the picture gradually dimmed.

The crying of childhood was gradually thrown behind.
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"do not want!"

Chang Le opened her eyes in shock, and she looked up in doubt. The light-colored pear wood bed frame was covered with purple veils, which was Chang Le's favorite.

She actually slept in Prince Zhao's mansion again!
Diancui and Dieshi walked in.

One holds hot water in one hand, and the other holds grooming tools.

Chang Le sat up in surprise, patted his chest and said, "I dreamed of Zhou Yu."

Dian Cui let out a cry, "Did Mr. Zhou entrust you with a dream?"

Chang Le let out a dirty breath and said, "Maybe. I saw the scene of Zhou Yu arguing with his brother because of me. It turns out that he likes me and wants to marry me. I always thought it was my unrequited love."

Dian Cui frowned and thought, this is not a good thing, the dead cannot be brought back to life, and the people who have already left come to drag the living people, isn't this a pervert?

Die Shi comforted her, "Your Highness, Mr. Zhou is dead, you still have to live well."

Chang Le nodded, she was still running a fever, her nasal cavity was blocked, and her speech was muffled, "I know I'm dead."

Xie Zhao's study room is connected to the inner room, he can hear what Changle said clearly, Tuomeng?
He wished he had this superpower.

Give Changle a dream every day, so that he will not forget himself.

Then in reality, use yourself as a substitute for the rest of your life.

Xie Zhao has already made up his mind, and when he turns back, he will go to Nanjiang to catch a few masters who are good at using Gu poison, and make him and Changle a sympathetic knot, so that they will never run away again in this life.

He thought so, and he did.

Pick up a pen and start writing.

Chang Le changed her clothes and came out of the house. She was only wearing a white double-breasted Confucian skirt, her hair was loose casually. Although she was all white, she looked naturally charming. The ends of her eyes and the tips of her nose were red. Xie Zhao was distracted, and became more determined to go to the southern border to find the master of witchcraft.

Changle: "Xie Zhao, can I make a deal with you?"

Xie Zhao had a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and his eyelashes were deep. This look is very charming. In Changle's words, it is more like a little boy who eats soft food.

"What do you think."

Chang Le sat across from his desk, fiddled with the incense burner on his desk, "Help me bring down the Rong and Li families, I want to help Zhou Yu reverse the case." She lowered her eyes and said, "I know it's not good to use you to help other men , but in the imperial court, the only one who can help me is you, the Zhou family is a clean family, you may not know it, but their family is the real three generations of loyal ministers, but in the end the family ransacked and beheaded."

Chang Le laughed, why did she tell a traitor these things?
She raised her beautiful phoenix eyes, and asked slowly: "You, you can think about it before answering me."

The smile on the corner of Xie Zhao's mouth deepened, but he was silent for a while, because he liked to see Changle's refusal to welcome, and it was so beautiful.

"Help, but I have one condition."

Changle: "What condition?"

Xie Zhao: "After the case is overturned, you will marry me again."

Chang Le let out a breath of fresh air, at least not now, that's fine.

But she thought about it again, what is the relationship between herself and Xie Zhao now?It's not a matter of being carried to Prince Zhao's mansion by him every now and then, right?

She squinted her eyes and thought for a while, but apart from her rotten reputation, at least she could be angry with Rong Wei.

She smiled strangely out of the window: "Not bad."