Amnesia Tyrant’s White Moonlight

    The butterfly **** its wings.

    Fly in the clear sky.

    It is late spring and early summer, the weather is sunny, the sun is shining, and everything is about to usher in the most fiery summer.

    Clouds flutter in the sky.

    Run towards her emperor with all her might.

    The sun, moon, and stars alternated above her head.

    The beautiful mountains and rivers spread under her feet.

    She worked tirelessly day and night, stopped in the bright flowers to absorb the sweet nectar when she was hungry, and fell on the lake to drink water when she was thirsty, day and night.

    Yun Pianpian knew the way from Qingcheng County to Luojing, because Xiao Changyuan took her once, but the more she flew forward, the more she could not remember the next way, she was in Yongzhou She got lost, so she landed in the county town from high altitude, and learned Luojing's direction from the conversation of the people. Many carriages in various states would go to Luojing, Yun Pianpian chose a caravan to Luojing, followed behind them, used them as navigation, and flew in the direction of Luojing. The caravan was going to deliver cloth to Luojing to celebrate the new emperor's enthronement. When the merchants stopped at the tea stall to drink water, they began to talk about the new emperor.

    "In the past two years, the prince has been fighting abroad. The old emperor extorted levies in order to raise army salaries, increased taxes, and made the people miserable. Now the war is finally over, and we don't have to pay heavy taxes."

    "The prince just came back from the victory, and the old emperor died. How could it be so coincidental?"

    "I heard that the prince killed his father to seize the throne and killed the old emperor himself..."

    "The old emperor treated the Xu clan like that, killing more than 700 people in the Xu clan, and making them annihilate overnight, such a **** feud, the prince should kill the old emperor to ascend the throne..."

     "Didn't the Xu family rebel?"

    "The blood of these royal disciples is bloodthirsty, and so is the prince..."

    "The prince is cruel and murderous. After he ascended the throne, he executed all those who had offended him.

    "Anyway, it is our common people who are unlucky."

    Yun Pian Pian was in a trance for a while, it turns out that eight years have passed, and Young Yuan has become emperor.

    The caravan drove day and night, Butterfly Pian followed the caravan, and finally arrived in Luojing in the early morning of the seventh day. Are we going all the way?"

    "You think too much..."

    The clouds fluttered high, left the caravan, and flew towards the palace in the blue sky.

    In the Golden Palace, the young and indifferent emperor sat on the dragon chair.

    He looked cold and indifferent.

    The cold, bloodthirsty eyes.

    It's like ice.

    Still.

    A pink butterfly suddenly flew in from the outside, it vibrated its wings, broke the solemn court, passed through the civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty, and slowly flew towards the emperor.

    Its body is so light, and the color of its wings is as bright as sunset, it quickly attracted the attention of all civil and military people in the whole dynasty. Everyone raised their heads and looked at this pink butterfly in surprise.

    It flew straight to the emperor's handsome face.

    The moment when the pink butterfly perched on the bridge of Xiao Changyuan's nose.

    The civil and military men of the Manchu Dynasty took a deep breath.

    They all turned pale with fright.

    The room was silent, and needles could be heard.

    Xiao Changyuan was cruel and bloodthirsty, and no bird, finches, insects or fish were dared to approach within three feet. Everyone thought that this butterfly might not see the sun tomorrow.

    Who knows, the emperor on the dragon chair did not crush the fragile butterfly, but announced it coldly.

    "Retreat."

    Xiao Changyuan's voice was bone-chilling.

    "Get out of here."

    After everyone leaves.

    There are only one of them and one butterfly left in the Golden Palace.

    Xiao Changyuan slowly raised his hand, pinched Butterfly's pink wings, and whispered her name.

    "Little Tiger..."

    Yun Pian Pian has accompanied Juvenile Yuan for two years, and the days with him are longer than Amnesia Yuan and Tyrant Yuan combined, and now, the young and cold child in her memory has already Fading away his innocence, he became a handsome and indifferent emperor.

    He became more mature.

    More stern.

    But his dark and cold eyes.

    But it is a little different from Tyrant Abyss.

    Young Yuan never gave her a name. He knew she was a fairy, but he still called her Little Tiger because he never regarded her as a fairy, but as a pet. His feelings towards her were very pure, and he had absolutely no thoughts.

    Seeing Xiao Changyuan recognize him.

    The cloud is full of joy.

    She nodded her butterfly head happily.

    I am a tiger.

    Butterfly can't make any sound, and her body is very petite. Yun Pianpian is worried that Xiao Changyuan can't see clearly, so she nods heavily again, and points Butterfly's head a hundred and eighty degrees, her movements are very exaggerate.

    Xiao Changyuan watched her quietly.

    "Does your heart hurt?"

    After he saw her, the first question he asked was to ask her heart. It seemed that the incident had hurt him so much that he still couldn't forget it.

    Cloud shook the butterfly's head.

    Her wings were pinched by Xiao Changyuan, and she felt a little uncomfortable. She struggled hard, trying to break free.

    After Xiao Changyuan noticed it, he let go of his hand, only raised the back of his hand, and his ink eyes looked at Yun Pianpian.

    The voice was cold and low.

    "Come up."

    The cloud fell obediently on the back of his hand.

    Xiao Changyuan looked at her intently: "Where have you been all these years? Have you returned to Heaven?"

    Cloud blinked her butterfly eyes.

    She nodded heavily.

    Xiao Changyuan asked: "Are you suffering again?"

    Emperor Zhaoyan killed Xiao Changyuan's love, Yun Pianpian wanted to return Xiao Changyuan's love to her, telling him that he was a child who could love and be loved by others.

    She wanted Xiao Changyuan to feel her love.

    Yun Pian Pian flew into the air, and wrote a few words in the air with the traces of butterflies. This kind of non-physical writing is easy to be dazzled, so Yun Pian Pian wrote extremely slowly, trying to make Xiao Changyuan understand.

    "I came here to play with you."

    After writing these words, Butterfly Pian fell on the back of Xiao Changyuan's hand again, looking up at him.

    Xiao Changyuan was slightly absent-minded.

    “Play with me?”

    Cloud nodded heavily.

    Xiao Changyuan looked at Yun Pianpian with his ink eyes.

    After a while, he said, "What do you want to play?"

    Yun Pianpian felt that writing in the air was very slow, and it was easy for him to not see clearly, so he wanted to ask Xiao Changyuan for a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and gestured in the air.

    "Pen, ink, paper and inkstone."

    Xiao Changyuan said: "Okay."

    Yun Pianpian perched on his shoulder and landed on his shoulder, no longer vibrating the butterfly wings, Xiao Changyuan took the butterfly out of the Golden Palace, Yun Pianpian saw Liu Shun waiting outside the hall, at this time his clothes It is already the clothes of the head of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, and it seems that he has been promoted by Xiao Changyuan.

    The butterfly flapped her wings to greet Liu Shun.

    Liu Shun noticed the butterfly perched on Xiao Changyuan's shoulder, he was stunned, the rule of survival in the palace is to listen more, read more, talk less and ask less, so Liu Shun lowered his head for a while. He followed behind Xiao Changyuan without saying a word.

    When they arrived at the emperor's palace, Xiao Changyuan screened back, leaving him and Butterfly Pian alone in the palace. He personally studied ink for Butterfly Pian, and Yun Pianpian found that Xiao Changyuan liked to do everything by himself from childhood to adulthood, and seldom ordered the palace people.

    After researching the ink, Yun Pianpian flew down from his shoulder. She has a pair of tentacles, two pairs of wings, and three pairs of butterfly feet. The wings are soft pink. The cloud fell to the edge of the inkstone, stretched out one foot and dipped it in ink, then landed on the rice paper, and wrote words the size of a peanut grain with that foot dipped in ink.

    "How do you know I'm a tiger?"

    Xiao Changyuan calmly said: "Because no one dares to approach me, only the little tiger dares."

    After the death of the little tiger, Xiao Changyuan never got close to anyone or any animal. He was completely reduced to a weapon without emotion, and there was only hatred in his heart.

    After Xiao Changyuan became emperor, he found the little **** who had given him steamed buns in his childhood. He gave the little **** a high official and generous salary, but he was not close to the little eunuch, he also It can be seen that this **** is only afraid and afraid of him.

    No one in this world dares to approach him.

    But the little tiger dared.

    It seems to have been very close to him from the very beginning, constantly approaching him, touching him, warming him, as long as he stretches out his hand, it will gently drill into his palm, not at all visible, Like a sticky cat.

    Yun Pianpian blinked her butterfly eyes, buried her head and wrote on the rice paper: "You can get close to other people."

    Xiao Changyuan said: "I don't like it."

    Yun Pian Pian wrote: "Is it because of me?"

    She was worried that because she was killed by Emperor Zhaoyan, he would never dare to have a hobby again.

    Xiao Changyuan pursed his thin lips and did not speak.

    This is tantamount to acquiescing to her words.

    Yun Pianpian was a little sad, she wrote stroke by stroke on the rice paper: "You can have love, although I am dead, I will be resurrected, you don't have to take yourself to bury me , I want to make you happy."

    Yun Pianpian wrote on the rice paper: "When they killed me, I didn't feel any pain, because I am a fairy, I don't feel pain, my soul overflowed from the tiger's body , I saw them slaughter the tiger with my own eyes, and I didn't feel anything in my heart, but when I saw you drinking that bowl of meat soup, my heart suddenly ached, because I knew you would be in pain, and I didn't want to see you in pain."

    Yun Pianpian began to make up lies: "Our fairies have a very long life, but your life is short, such a short life should be used for enjoyment, not for burial, you are worth it Beloved child, you can have the most passionate love."

    Xiao Changyuan looked at Butterfly Pian expressionlessly.

    "I'm not a child anymore."

    Yun Pian Pian wrote: "In my eyes, mortals are children, and you are the most worthy of love."

    She hopes that his life can be wrapped in the strongest love, so that he can no longer think of pain.

    Xiao Changyuan frowned slightly.

    "You are the child."

    The two chatted for a long time, like old friends who hadn’t seen for many years, unknowingly, at noon, the palace people served delicious food with fragrant aroma, Xiao Changyuan looked at the butterfly on the rice paper: " What are you eating now?"

    Cloud wrote: "Nectar."

    Xiao Changyuan instructed the palace servant with a blank expression: "Go to the imperial garden to pick a few begonias and bring them up."

    "Yes, Your Majesty."

    The palace people went to the imperial garden to pick flowers and couldn't help but tremble: "Who is Your Majesty talking to?"

    "There is clearly no one in the Hall of Fame."

    The palace people were pale, and tremblingly picked up a few blooming begonia flowers and sent them to the bedroom.

    "Retreat." Xiao Changyuan whispered.

    "Yes, Your Majesty."

    The palace people carefully retreated, no one dared to look up, if they looked up, they would see the emperor caressing a pink butterfly, the pink butterfly perched in the begonia flower, burying its head Sucking nectar.

    And the young and stern emperor.

    The expression is a gentleness that no one has ever seen before.

    At night, Xiao Changyuan put a begonia flower beside his pillow and let Butterfly Pian rest by his pillow.

    The cloud fell into the flower obediently.

    No dreams.

    The next day, Yun Pianpian woke up and saw Xiao Changyuan's handsome face as cold as jade, so close at hand.

    For a moment, she thought she had returned to Tyrant Yuan, and his thin lips were luscious and seductive, looking more moist and seductive than sweet nectar.

    Yun Pianpian couldn't help but fluttered her wings, and landed on his thin lips, kissing his thin lips.

    The emperor suddenly made a low, hoarse voice.

    "Are you sucking?"

    Clouds: "…"

    I'm kissing you.

     Yun Pian Pian fanned him with her butterfly wings.

    Xiao Changyuan opened his ink eyes, looked at her and said, "Are you so embarrassed by what I said?"

    Clouds: "…"

    This brat.

    You've been single for so many years for no reason.

    Xiao Changyuan said: "If you want to smoke, just smoke, my life has no meaning."

    Yun Pianpian was stunned when she heard the words, and immediately flapped her wings and flew above Xiao Changyuan, staring at his face.

    She finally understood.

    What is the difference between Xiao Changyuan and Tyrant Yuan?

    Their eyes are different.

    The Tyrant Abyss is icy cold.

    And Xiao Changyuan.

    It's dead silence.

    His eyes were like stagnant water.

    Still.

     Yun Pian Pian was a little anxious.

    How could Xiao Changyuan want to die?

    As if feeling Yun Pianpian's anxiety, Xiao Changyuan said without emotion: "The only meaning of my life is to take revenge on that monster, and then the monster died, and I killed everyone who participated in the Xu family. There is no one in the world to kill the genocide, I have lost the meaning of living, it is better to die in your hands..."

    Yun Pianpian slapped him on the bridge of the nose.

    Xiao Changyuan frowned slightly.

    "What are you losing?"

    Cloud looked at him with tears in her eyes.

    How can you live without meaning? The meaning of your life is me!

    The cloud fluttered the butterfly wings and flew to the imperial desk, dipped her foot in ink, and wrote a few words on the rice paper.

    "Live for me."

    Seeing those words, Xiao Changyuan lowered his eyelashes and looked at Yun Pianpian: "Will you always accompany me?"

     Yun Pian Pian nodded vigorously.

    Xiao Changyuan touched her butterfly wings.

    "Okay, then I'll be with you."

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