Exiled Huajiao

Chapter 221 Meeting in Spring, Farewell in Winter

The weather in late spring in Bashu is neither cold nor warm, and the chilly night makes people want to get into bed early.

The servants on duty at night prepared a hand warmer for the king of Shu who was reading at night by candlelight, but recently the king of Shu got another hand warming tool, a very cute little rabbit.

The king of Shu, who went up the mountain to relax, rescued a little rabbit from the trap. Originally, the servants wanted to make a spicy rabbit, but the king of Shu couldn't bear to see the little rabbit's pitiful and cute appearance, so he kept it at home.

The little rabbit was very quiet, as if he could understand people's words. The King of Shu loved it so much that he didn't keep him in a cage, allowing him to run around the yard.

But the little rabbit only likes to circle around him, cling to him, and crawl into his arms.

"You, do you think of me as your mother?"

The King of Shu who asked the little rabbit with a smile was in a good mood, saying that the animal has no name and is still an animal.If the animal is famous, it is a spirit beast.

So, he named his sticky elf beast "Maochun".

They met in spring and parted in winter.

He recognized it lying on the snow, there was no mistake, it was his clingy little rabbit.

The empress suddenly ordered the king of Shu to return to the capital. At that time, the king of Shu was extremely disturbed, feeling that a catastrophe was imminent, and his life was not long!
The entire Prince Shu's mansion was also in chaos, and no one cared about a little rabbit.

On the way back to Beijing, the King of Shu remembered Maochun, his hand warmer bunny rabbit.

The butler said that before leaving, he was looking for the little rabbit and wanted to bring him into Beijing with him.

But for some reason, the little rabbit who usually stays in King Shu's room disappeared.The government sent several servants to look for it, but they couldn't find it.

Losing the little rabbit Maochun, the King of Shu's eyes were full of disappointment, and the old housekeeper said that he would look for some more beautiful little rabbits when he arrived in the capital.

"It's not it, it's just a substitute, that's all!"

The king of Shu felt that the little rabbit Maochun had a relationship with him, and it warmed his heart and hands in the miserable late spring.

It's just that the fate is over, so naturally we have to part.

I only hope that it can return to the mountains and not become someone else's dish.

At that time, the king of Shu would never have imagined that his fate with the little rabbit Maochun was not over yet!
Everything has a spirit, is it because it has a name that it can turn into a demon?
Did it come to the capital just to find him?

So, she really never lied to him!

She made today's choice only because she is a demon and wants to help her companions and friends instead of being sent to be his enemy.

Suddenly, the king of Shu felt as if he had taken a sip of vinegar mixed with ink, and his throat was sore and unbearably sore.

He remembered that she had asked him that in ancient times, humans and demons fell in love and married each other, and even created a tribe of gods.Why do people reject aliens so much now?

She didn't understand, what's the difference between a human and a demon?
At that time, he said that demons are bloodthirsty and don't know what emotion is. The same race often devours each other. This is the difference between humans and demons.

But now, she used her actions to refute him clearly and plainly.

Demons also cherish friendship and love.

Even if you are abandoned, you can travel across mountains and rivers, traveling thousands of miles, to reach the other side.

In his half his life, he has seen too many human relationships.

Since his mother abandoned him to Bashu, there are too many people who were once very close, who have never been strangers since.

And when he regained his former glory, those who had trampled on him and ignored him flocked again,

The hustle and bustle of the world is all for profit; the prosperity of the world is all for profit.

He expressed understanding for this, but it didn't mean he wasn't sad.

But who would have thought that among all living beings, there is a rabbit, no matter rich or poor, who wants to be by his side without selfishness.

He saw her smiling at him before she fell down.

The smile is sincere and bright, without a trace of resentment.

She was frank and frank, never did anything to be sorry for him, and put him first in everything.

At this moment, he even suspected that she entered the palace to assassinate the Empress because of him.

After all, he failed her!

"Rescue her."

The king of Shu gave an impossible order to Ganoderma lucidum and Manao, and they fell to the ground with a "plop".

"Subordinates are incompetent."

A trace of despair flashed in the eyes of the king of Shu, and then he glanced sharply at the guards in brocade clothes.

The brocade-clothed guards with red cloaks fluttering in the wind also huffed and knelt on the ground, clasped their fists with both hands, and lowered their heads: "My lord, forgive me, my subordinates are incompetent."

The king of Shu, whose heart ached so badly, had begun to blur his vision. He glanced at other people, and wherever he could see, everyone fell to their knees with a "plop" and said "the subordinates are incompetent" that made him despair.

King Shu, whose eyes were completely dimmed, stared at the pool of blood on the ground in the distance. He seemed to see that she was still standing there, smiling at him.

With a sound of "Wow", the king of Shu spat out a mouthful of blood, his body shook, and he almost fell down.

Linglong and Lamei hurriedly supported him from left to right, and the Shu king who stood up straight did not say a word, the extremely soft sunlight shone on his pale face, and the warmth melted the frost in his eyes.

After a long time, the eyes gradually turned to the hollow king of Shu, who expended all his strength to spit out a single word.

"Back."

He got on the horse, and tightly wrapped his hands around the little rabbit in his arms, like a defeated general, letting the old horse with knowledge of the way carry him to an unknown distance.

West City, west of the city, the snow in front of the road has cleared, and every household has a red stove in the warm pavilion, and the lamb is full of wine.

Shun Fu Lou, the largest restaurant in Beijing, was overcrowded, and the fiery red charcoal was crackling. Friends of three or five sat around a table, drinking from noon, and planned to drink until evening before changing places to continue.

Suddenly a group of officers and soldiers broke into the tavern, and for a while, chickens flew like dogs.

A few idle officials on the second floor were drinking and having fun. When they heard someone shouting on the first floor, they thought that someone was drunk and making trouble like they usually did. They immediately stood up one by one and yelled at the first floor: "Which bastard!"

Lin Feng, who had just cursed half a sentence, saw the black cloak dancing without wind, and the red robe embroidered with gluttonous patterns in gold thread, immediately shut up and sat down.

All the officials of the imperial court secretly scolded the saint in brocade clothes as a dog raised by the empress, but if they met them on the surface, they would all turn into dogs.

The court officials and the saints in brocade clothes are also dogs in front of the empress, but dogs are different from dogs.

If anyone dared to provoke the mad dogs of the Jinyi Saint, he would become a bereaved dog that night.Whoever they want to clean up will not spend the night.

Not to mention that Lin Feng's father was just a small servant, even princes and generals would have to bow their heads when they saw these people.

In front of the group of saints in brocade clothes, even a tiger has to lie down, and a dragon has to coil up!

A group of second-generation ancestors on the second floor all hunched their shoulders and bowed their heads, not daring to look at the brocade-clothed saint downstairs, for fear of offending him.

Yingzhao, who was waving his fan in the winter, waved to the second-generation ancestors on the second floor, showing his white teeth.

"Cang Feng, take it easy, don't frighten the gentlemen upstairs."

Cang Feng, with dark eyes, glanced coolly at the second floor, then waved his hands at the people under him expressionlessly.

"Search."

(End of this chapter)