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Chapter 1205: Long live (Part 1205) [Seeking monthly votes]

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Shen Tang watched the battle about to break out, but she heard a sound similar to peeling and cracking. She knew that this bizarre dream was about to end. She turned around and tried to leave, but she felt a strong piercing and tearing sensation in her chest. She stopped and looked back for the last time.

The whole world is in some kind of distortion.

Only the reincarnation of the god whose heart was pierced was clearly visible.

An indistinguishable male or female voice came from the void. Even an invisible body like Shen Tang felt a vague sense of suffocation, and the pain in his heart became more and more intense: [Do you know what the consequences of betraying God are? ]

The young man said calmly: [I don’t know, but I want to give it a try! ]

The voice didn't respond, but a strange answer quietly emerged in Shen Tang's heart: [Life after life, born in the morning and died in the evening. 】

As a pitch-black thunderbolt that penetrated the sky and earth came down, the young man and the struggling figures were completely swallowed up.

Shen Tang's ears also buzzed for a moment.

She suddenly opened her eyes and sat up straight.

The bedroom was silent, the dim moonlight shone through the window, and the sky was vaguely visible. Shen Tang panted, his eyes gradually regained focus, and he lowered his head to look at the thin silk quilt piled around his waist. He had just come out of a long dream, and everything around him seemed a little strange.

He raised his hand to cover his cold forehead, feeling sticky sweat.

I actually sweated so much?

Is the heating in the bedroom too strong?

Shen Tang closed his eyes and exhaled, then asked, "What time is it now?"

Two voices, one male and one female, came from the beams.

"My Lord, it is just the fourth watch, the first quarter of the first hour of the first month."

Shen Tang was stunned for a moment: "Why is it only the fourth watch?"

The dream just now seemed to last for a thousand years, and I woke up at the first quarter of the first lunar month? Shen Tang didn't believe it, and asked uncertainly: "How long did I sleep just now? Did I talk in my sleep?"

Shen Tang's sleep quality has always been pretty good.

She can sleep whenever she wants and wake up as soon as her biological clock hits, which is more punctual than an alarm clock. She sleeps in a somewhat wild manner, often with her head resting on the headboard when she falls asleep, and may sleep sideways at the foot of the bed when she wakes up. However, there is one thing worth praising: she will not kill people in her dreams, and she can react faster than the night watchmen to the slightest disturbance, and she will not talk in her sleep.

The guards don't have to worry about being caught by hearing their master's sleep talking.

It is just as the senior said, keeping watch for the master is a good job.

The guard said: "There was no dream talk."

It's harmless to grind your teeth occasionally.

Shen Tang thought about the content of the dream, rubbed his forehead and said: "That is to say, I only slept for less than two hours tonight..."

Dreaming is a physical activity, and I feel a little hungry.

She rolled over and got off the bed, stepping on her clogs. The night watchman heard the noise and brought up a warm coat for her to put on. Shen Tang rubbed his stomach and said, "I'm hungry. Ask the kitchen to prepare something simple to eat."

Shen Tang has never had high requirements for food.

As long as it fills your stomach, it's fine as long as the quantity is large enough to make you full.

After the establishment of the royal court, this lifestyle was forcibly corrected by Qin Li. Whether she likes it or not, the pomp of a ruler cannot be too shabby. Shen Tang could only take a step back and choose a compromise, but the food in the kitchen was still shabby compared to the previous dynasty, which was a rare luxury for Shen Tang - she could still eat hot fish soup noodles in the middle of the night. With a big appetite, she drank 18 bowls in one breath!

The royal chef who was making fish noodle soup was smiling so hard that his teeth were showing.

After eating and drinking, it’s uncomfortable to lie down now.

So she took a walk late at night to help digest the food.

As he walked around, he came to the outer court and saw a building with lights on in the distance. Even in the darkness, Shen Tang recognized where this was. He raised his hand to signal the night officer not to make a sound, and gently opened the door. The person inside the house drove him away without even raising his head.

Shen Tang asked: "Why hasn't Wuhui returned yet?"

It’s time to stop writing for the New Year.

Chu Yao recognized Shen Tang's voice and looked up at her.

Seeing Shen Tang's casual outfit, he hurriedly stood up and welcomed her in, and ordered people to turn up the heat in the house to prevent Shen Tang from freezing. At the same time, he was also wondering why the master showed up at this time. Shen Tang wanted to take off her cloak but Chu Yao held her down, his eyes full of disapproval. Shen Tang laughed and shook his head: "Wu Hui is afraid that I will catch a cold?"

Chu Yao said: "It's freezing cold outside..."

Shen Tang was about to say that she had both civil and military energy to protect her body, so no one would catch a cold, but Chu Yao added, "That won't work either."

"How does Wuhui know what I'm going to say?"

She could only continue to wrap herself in that heavy cloak.

The cloak was large and furry, and Shen Tang felt as if she was wrapped in a ball of soft fur. The candlelight and shadows created a strange atmosphere, which made her look weak and petite. Shen Tang picked an empty seat and sat down. She caught a glimpse of the pile of documents on Chu Yao's desk. "It's not important. I can save it for after the New Year."

There is no need to struggle and work overtime late at night.

This makes Shen Tang, the king, seem too capitalist.

Chu Yao said, "Nothing is wrong."

He was the only one in his family. Most of his friends and relatives who visited him on weekdays had their own families to take care of them. They would spend the New Year with their families, so how could they care about an old man like him? Chu Jie was tactful and would not come to disturb him during the New Year; Wei Shou was busy with his reunion with Jin Rui, and was also concerned about the education and marriage of his children; his two students, Lin Feng and Tu Rong, the former had to take care of the elderly's life in the old age, and represent the Lin family to communicate with each family, while Tu Rong returned to his hometown to worship his ancestors and sweep the graves... I guess they would wait until after the New Year to come and wish him a happy New Year.

Chu Yao didn't feel that his life was lonely anymore...

There was simply no place for him to visit, so he had to go to the office.

Shen Tang looked at the already cold midnight snack beside him and said, "You can't use work to kill time even if you have nothing to do. You can sign up for a New Year tour group and go around... After fighting for so many years, it's time to relax and enjoy yourself."

Chu Yao was not interested in this.

Just find a random topic to change the subject.

"My Lord, why are you still awake at this hour?" When Shen Tang first appeared, Chu Yao keenly noticed that she seemed to be worried, so he asked, "Are you still worrying about state affairs and planning for the coming year?"

Shen Tang coughed twice in embarrassment.

He said vaguely: "It's not a national matter."

Chu Yao understood: "Then it's a private matter?"

Shen Tang's reaction proved his guess.

Chu Yao couldn't be happy. He had known his master for more than ten years. When had he ever seen her so worried about private matters? Alarm bells suddenly rang in his mind, and he asked indirectly what private matter was troubling Shen Tang.

"...Yao may be able to answer the master's questions."

Shen Tang didn't say it clearly, he just asked a strange question.

"Wuhui, what do you mean by living in the morning and dying in the evening?"

"The crane lives for a thousand years, and travels to the fullest; the mayfly is born in the morning and dies in the evening, and enjoys its life to the fullest." Chu Yao answered while guessing the original intention of the master asking this question, "If we understand it literally, it means that it is born in the daytime and dies at night, and its life is short."

Shen Tang murmured: "Is that so..."

Chu Yao looked at his master who seemed a little abnormal and felt worried.

Shen Tang met his concerned eyes and smiled to comfort him: "...I'm fine, I just had a weird dream and was disturbed by the things in the dream. I'm a little upset...I'll be fine after a while."

  If it was just a fabricated fairy tale, Shen Tang could certainly just laugh it off, but these past events seemed to be inextricably linked to her... No, maybe they had happened before. Even if reason told Shen Tang that these things had nothing to do with her, at least they had nothing to do with "Shen Youli"!

It’s about “myself” who has no memory of “Shen Youli”.

  She needn't care!

The more you tell yourself this, the more your emotions will be affected.

An unprecedented feeling of "loneliness" filled her heart - this emotion should be very unfamiliar to her. Since she came to this world, she has always had people around her who she can trust wholeheartedly. Loneliness should be isolated from Shen Youli. Shen Tang suspected that this emotion did not come from her, but from the blue-clothed woman in her dream. It seemed that she was the one entangled in loneliness.

Chu Yao said: "Dreams are always the opposite."

This consolation was quite unconvincing.

Shen Tang rubbed his forehead and looked at the gray-haired young man in the dim candlelight: "I also hope it is the opposite... Wuhui——"

"My Lord?" "Will you always be here?"

Chu Yao's face suddenly changed. He couldn't understand why the master would ask such a strange question. The master was too abnormal today!

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon!

Shen Tang seemed not to notice his expression and continued to mutter: "Hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands of years later, will you still be here?"

Chu Yao: "..."

He didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "My Lord, Yao can accompany you for a hundred years. If there is nothing unexpected for a scholar, a hundred years should be no problem. But a thousand or ten thousand years... This is really a bit difficult for Yao."

"People can't live that long."

As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Tang's eyes suddenly turned red.

She said, "What if I can? What if?"

The dream seemed to have opened a secret gap, and the strong emotions that did not belong to Shen Tang almost overwhelmed her. The warm cloak wrapped around her body could not dispel the overwhelming coldness, and she tried her best to fight against this emotion with reason.

Chu Yao half-knelt in front of Shen Tang.

He stared at Shen Tang seriously and said, "It may be a good thing for the people of the world, but it will inevitably make the master suffer."

The Lord will surely bring eternal peace and tranquility.

Shen Tang asked stubbornly: "I ask, what about you?"

Chu Yao said: "Yao will enjoy the grace of the Lord for generations to come, and will strive to be by your side and accompany you for generations to come..."

After he finished speaking, he noticed Shen Tang covering his forehead with a painful expression.

Tears welled up from the corners of my eyes.

This scene almost frightened Chu Yao to death.

Minister Chu, who was considered dignified and mature in the eyes of all officials, was actually in a panic, with a look of anxiety, shock, and horror on his face, and a hint of murderous intent. This murderous intent was directed at Shen Tang's dream! What kind of broken dream could disturb the master's mind to this extent? Unfortunately, he could not help.

Shen Tang took several deep breaths before he suppressed the inexplicable pain.

The strange emotions faded away little by little like the tide.

She touched her chest with lingering fear.

Turning his head to look at Chu Yao, his face was the palest Chu Yao had ever seen, and his expression was completely different from usual. Rather than saying it was the master, it was more like the evil thoughts that flashed in his mind back then: "Life after life... Oh, Wuhui, don't make promises to others easily, especially to me. You can't be the master of your next life in this life..."

It’s not that I don’t believe in this promise.

But "she" knows how difficult it is to fulfill this promise.

Chu Yao asked cautiously, "My Lord?"

When he got closer, he saw that Shen Tang was breathing evenly and had fallen asleep without knowing when. He was worried and hurriedly asked someone to go to the medical office to ask the doctor Xinglin to take a look. After a while, someone from the medical office arrived.

He was surprised: "Why is it you?"

Imperial Physician Dong Dao invited this person to join the Medical Department several times, but nothing happened. So no matter how close Jimo Qiu was to the Medical Department, he was not an imperial physician of the Medical Department, but a commoner. Shouldn't the person invited be the imperial physician on duty?

Chu Yao stared at Jimo Qiu checking his master's pulse.

"Is the master in good health?"

"It's nothing, just a physical problem. I'll be fine tomorrow."

Chu Yao hesitated for a moment: "This body..."

After all, the master's body is not normal.

This abnormality must be due to physical reasons.

Jimo Qiu said: "It will be fine."

Chu Yao first breathed a sigh of relief, then he remembered something: "Master, this body...what happened before?"

Jimo Qiu was born in the Gongxi clan, so he must know something about the inside story.

He said, "I can't reveal too much. I can only say that Her Highness was very lonely before, and her personality was not like this... At first, she was as cheerful and optimistic as she is now, and the long period of loneliness made her become cold and taciturn... She obviously just wanted to be less lonely, and she didn't do anything else. This selfish desire is not allowed..."

Chu Yao was quite puzzled by what he heard.

Jimo Qiu also knew that he didn't understand: "It's probably the same as - Qi Zhongshu has no relatives and is alone. He feels lonely as time goes by, so he hires Su Shang and treats her like a treasure. He also keeps many cats because of his love for her. The Censorate doesn't like this and thinks it's not good for Kangguo's plan, so they force Qi Zhongshu to kill each other."

Chu Yao: "...The Censorate is not that sick yet."

A murder case that resulted in the annihilation of an entire family due to keeping pets.

It would be explosive no matter which dynasty it was put in.

Jimo Qiu sneered: "The Censorate has this disease."

As soon as he finished speaking, a loud thunder suddenly exploded in the sky.

Thunder broke through the sky as bright as day, illuminating half of Jimo Qiu's face. The noise did not drown out his voice: "The Censorate is the most just place in the world. I don't think they would take a cat's life lightly..."

Chu Yao was almost speechless.

"Even if the Censorate has this disease, Qi Yuanliang is not a pushover. If someone harms his cat, he can kill his entire family."

Don't doubt it, Qi Yuanliang can really do it.

Jimo Qiu did not comment on this.

There was a loud thunder on a snowy night, and the next day the sky cleared up. It was a rare good day, and the royal capital Fengluo was hung with red lights all over.

Every household puts up couplets and hangs the word "Fu" (good fortune).

It was rare for Shen Tang to sleep until noon.

She opened the window and saw the white snow. The cool air penetrated her heart, making her shudder instantly and all her sleepiness disappeared.

"Shaha - hot hot hot -"

A full day starts with hot soup dumplings.

Shen Tang disguised himself and washed up, then climbed over the wall and ran out of the palace gate. In the blink of an eye, he was lost in the crowd. Several guards could only run after him, watching their master enter the residence of Minister Chu.

Shen Tang found Chu Yao in the East Kitchen.

The gray-haired young man, dressed in plain clothes, said without raising his head, "The smoke from the east kitchen is too strong. My Lord, please go to the main hall and wait. It will be ready soon."

Shen Tang's memory of last night was a little fuzzy.

However, she vaguely remembered that Chu Yao was still working at four o'clock in the morning.

Now I'm busy in the east kitchen again, which is too much.

Shen Tang's tongue was almost numbed by the heat, and Siha suppressed the burning sensation several times: "Wuhui, give me this year's money for warding off evil spirits!"

He took out a small red envelope that was still warm from his arms.

Chu Yao watched Shen Tang dancing with joy and smiled, and said with great energy that this year's talisman was a monogram pendant made of pure gold!

  Um, solid gold?

It was a huge investment.

It seems that the master really made a fortune last year.

  　|ω`)

　　ps: Tan Zi’s big baby has also published a new book, time flies.

　　"The Boss of the Red Mansion": After accidentally entering the Red Mansion, a woman like a female eagle quietly spread her wings from the backyard.

　　(End of this chapter)