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The system received an alert from the monitoring program, and it gloated and said to He Sui: "Your mission has failed."
"But I didn't say a word." He Sui was a little at a loss. He seriously recalled what he had just done, but he was still at a loss. He Sui asked strangely: "Why did you fail?"
The system said vaguely: "Wen Shanqi has to avenge Ke Changyun, what use is there for you."
"The murderer is still the emperor." Even if the mission failed, He Sui was not guilty, he said complacently: "I guessed it was his before!"
The system snorted and refused to comment. It said in a rough voice: "You can only stay in this world for a while after completing the task. If it weren't for the fact that you haven't bothered me recently, I would I won¡¯t help you cheat and stay here.¡±
"That's not true." He Sui didn't appreciate it at all, insisting on telling the truth. He murmured softly, "It's obviously because Liansheng came over, she gave me candied fruit and made me drink honey water."
The system shut up He Sui unhappy, "You are the one who talks the most."
It was rare for He Sui not to reply naively, he raised his black pupils, and looked at Wen Shanqi who was walking towards him without blinking. Immediately afterwards, a hand as white as jade stretched out from the black sleeve, Wen Shanqi called out in a warm voice: "Hug."
He Sui tilted his head and blinked his eyes, then slowly put his hand into Wen Shanqi's.
Wen Shanxi clasped He Sui's fingers tightly, and said with a low smile, "I've got you."
"You didn't catch it, I walked towards you by myself." He Sui pouted and said, "So you have to treat me better in the future, and stop meddling, or else I don't want you anymore."
"How is a little enough?" Wen Shanqi lowered his eyes, staring at He Sui steadfastly, his deep black eyes were tinged with tenderness. He pressed He Sui into his arms, and said softly, "I wish I could hold you in my mouth and in my palm for the rest of my life."
He Sui's face was flushed red, he was embarrassed to get out of Wen Shanqi's arms again, so He Sui hid in Wen Shanqi's arms like this, saying in a low voice: "I'm not a sugar man, It won¡¯t melt, but you have to hold on tighter, or I¡¯ll definitely turn against you if I fall.¡±
"good."
Wen Shanqi lowered his head and kissed He Sui's forehead, with a smile on his clear eyebrows, and his heart softened.
The winner is the king, and the loser is the bandit. Everything is settled at this moment, and this accident has also turned into a harmless farce. The furious Emperor Wenkang not only failed to abolish the prince, but made himself a prisoner. After the guards who filed in filed away and took Emperor Wenkang away, Lord Zhen Guo knelt down first, and he said loudly: "Long live my emperor, long live, long live¡ª¡ª"
The courtiers knelt down one by one, and finally knelt down on the court hall. They said in unison: "Long live my emperor, long live, long live¡ª¡ª"
Several scattered autumn rains wet the world again, and the bleak wind brought the coolness of Lidong into the capital, blowing away the dust of the past one by one. The flowers of each season bloomed, thanked, and bloomed again. The winter plum outside the wall finally climbed up the window eaves again, and produced a white plum with icy muscles and bones.
In the blink of an eye, it was winter.
From the East Palace to the Taihe Palace, Hongxiu stood guard outside the door as always. She listened to the weeping and panting from time to time in the palace, and slowly spread her hands, with a golden bead lying on her palm.
This is what Lian Sheng left behind.
A few days ago, there was a night of commotion in Qinghuan Hall, and the lights of the palace lanterns flickered. The palace personnel serving the Supreme Emperor sent the brewed West Lake Longjing. First, Emperor Wenkang, who had become the Supreme Emperor, was pierced into the heart by Concubine Lian with a jade hairpin, and then Concubine Lian committed suicide by taking poison. The screams of the palace people almost pierced the sky.
The plain white soul-inducing banner was raised high by the wind, and Hong Xiu came back to her senses a little. Behind her, there was boundless spring in the bedroom with the doors and windows closed.
A Bai Shengsheng's hand tore open Qingluo's warm tent, and before He Sui could escape, Wen Shanqi brought him back to the bed, sobbing and begging for mercy, coquettish, threatening, and losing his temper. But Wen Shanqi remained indifferent, asking for it over and over again, until He Sui was exhausted and fell asleep on Wen Shanqi's shoulder.
Wen Shanqi wrapped He Sui in a brocade quilt, and Hongxiu quietly walked into the bedroom. She whispered, "Your Majesty, the hot water is ready."
Wen Shanqi gave a low "hmm", got up and hugged He Sui into his arms.
"Your Majesty."
Hongxiu rubbed the golden bead in his hand, and called out hesitantly. She saw that Shan Qi stopped in her tracks, looked sideways at herself, and after she settled her mind, she lowered her head.Lai stammered and said, "Ms. Liansheng is the young master's sister after all. After stabbing the emperor to death, she took poison and committed suicide. The young master should also know. But why did your majesty keep it from the young master?"
"Hug and ask her." Wen Shanqi's voice was steady, but a little careless, he whispered: "Since she deliberately kept it a secret, she must have already had a death wish, and she didn't want to hug to feel sad for her." .¡±
Hongxiu opened her mouth, her eyes were red, "But"
"Everyone knows that Ke Changyun is dead. As long as I am alive, I will be Wen Shanqi." Wen Shanqi squeezed He Sui's hand slightly, and said softly, "If I kill Emperor Wen Kang with my own hands, then there is someone I can't touch him if it's against the laws of heaven. But if he is allowed to live freely and care for the rest of his life, Lian Sheng would rather burn jade and stone together."
"The servant understands."
Wen Shanqi didn't say any more, and then he looked away. He Sui, who was not sleeping well, rubbed his eyes, and moved a few times in Wen Shanqi's arms. He Sui raised his red face, his wet eyes softened, and his voice was nasal. He asked softly; "Where are we going?"
"Don't go anywhere." Wen Shanxi lowered his head, his dark eyes still had lust that had not yet faded, and he said in a hoarse voice: "I have left too much in your body, you can't eat it, your stomach is full Drum up, and I'll take you to clean it up."
"You, you are so annoying!"
He Sui buried his head into Wen Shanqi's arms, he was so ashamed and angry that his face was about to smoke, "If you say that again, I, I will never allow you to touch me again!"
Wen Shanqi obviously didn't take the threat of He Sui to heart, he chuckled and said to He Sui: "Yesterday I asked the historian to record you and me in the annals of history."
"What did you remember?"
"Emperor Changyun is fond of the south wind, and has been entangled with Ke Wanxian, the youngest son of the Ke family." Wen Shanqi's eyes were half closed, his eyes were deep, and he paused every word: "If future generations mention me, Ke Wanxian will be indispensable." Wanxian, I also want Ke Wanxian, who is closely related to me, Meng does not leave Jiao, Jiao does not leave Meng."
"Pa-ta¡ª¡ª"
The hooking pen in his hand fell to the ground without holding it, and He Sui didn't want to pick it up at all. He stared at the sketch paper and drew a rough outline of the man. For some reason, he suddenly remembered what Wen Shanqi said to him, so he couldn't help feeling a little depressed.
He has been sent to this world by the system for several days.
When He Sui thought of this, he subconsciously frowned, he sniffed, and after a long time he asked the system sullenly, "Why do you want to draw him?"
The always eloquent system is honest now, it stammered: "I thought you missed him."
"I don't want to." He Sui insisted on being stubborn, and he muttered in a low voice: "He said that no matter where I go, he can be caught. There must be him in this world. I just need to wait for him to come."
The system has been heartbroken, and it symbolically reminds: "Don't forget that you still have tasks."
He Sui said absently: "Isn't it just to make Ji Jiayan hate me?"
Even if He Sui didn't complete the task of the previous world, he still stayed with Wen Shanxi until old age. Wen Shanqi has pampered He Sui for decades, and even in the last period of time, he was reluctant to let He Sui suffer the parting of life and death, even if he was dying of illness, he still clinging to it, just because he still has something to miss in this world. It wasn't until He Sui died a few days later that Wen Shanqi hugged He Sui and slowly closed his eyes, and they were buried together in the mausoleum.
And this world is the world of punishment after mission failure, and the theme is "Grudge Meeting". He Sui's mission is not only to make Ji Jiayan, the former adopted son of Ji's family and now the person in power, hate him, but also to make Ji Jiayan hate him until blood dripping with blood.
In this world, He Sui is a young master who has mild autism and is only interested in painting. He has been posing in front of the easel for a long time, and he is tired from lifting his arms. did not come?"
After the system synchronized the data, it said to He Sui: "It's already here."
Not long after, the door was pushed open.
The first sight is a piece of fiery tree and silver flowers outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the endlessly flowing long street is brightly lit. One after another, the discarded sketch paper almost completely buried the wooden floor. The young man who turned around slightly was fair and moist. He opened a pair of black pupils with pure and innocent eyes. It is naivety that does not know the world.
Ji Jiayan frowned, and he said lazily: "Brother, I'll take you home."
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