Wish Junshou and Tianqi

Chapter 14 Arguments of the Kyoto Coup 10
Here Chu Shou continued to bury her head, keeping her falling posture relaxed. Just as she was about to get up, a corner of her robe suddenly came into her sight...

"Senior Sister? What are you doing? Hatching chickens?"

Chu Shou looked up, first saw a string of Buddhist beads hanging in front of her eyes, and then saw a pair of eyes full of doubts, then reached out to hold the man's hand, and climbed up with strength.

"Fortunately, everyone went downstairs to listen to Acacia Wood, otherwise, you would be surrounded by crowds, and the storyteller would have to talk for three days..."

"Why are you here?" Chu Shou patted the dust on his body, and looked at where there were still figures in the corridor over there?He met Wu Zhuo of Fang Lai's punishment department, nodded his head in greeting, and asked in a muffled voice.

"If I miss you, I will come to find you..."

Seeing Chu Shou staring at him with unbelievable staring eyes, Zao Wou-ki shrugged helplessly, and said in a round way: "Actually... um"

"It's you... Let me arrange everything. I went to the general's mansion and met Mr. Zaifu at the gate. He asked me to tell you not to be playful and go home early."

"Just to say that?"

"Well, that's it." Zhao Wou-ki stroked the Buddhist beads wrapped around his hands, leaned on the railing, and turned his head stubbornly, leaving only his profile, not looking at her.

"What about the medicine? How about your Majesty after taking it?"

"It depends on tomorrow. If tomorrow gets better, maybe I can come back to my senses."

Chu Shou nodded and said solemnly: "It's hard work."

The corners of Zhao Wuji's mouth curled up, and he hummed twice, "I'm here to save my life. There's no hard work to save my life. If Senior Sister thinks I'm working hard..."

Before the words fell, a crisp voice came from behind, "Brother Wuji!"

A seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl came up from the stairs, wearing light yellow clothes, with yellow-green dogwood-shaped hairpins dotted on her buns, an oval face with apricot eyes, curved eyebrows and long eyelashes, her eyes were wide open when she looked at them Walking, bouncing and jumping, the bright moon beads dangling from her ears also dangled back and forth, full of vigor and spirit.

"Brother Wuji...is this?" Seeing Chu Shou standing aside, Su Li hesitated, holding on to the railing of the stairs, stopped in his tracks, blinked his big eyes, and looked at Chu Shou warily.

Behind her was a maid who was smaller than her. Looking behind, Xu Shi recognized her and told her in a soft voice: Xu is Princess Ruchuan.

Su Li listened carefully, and recalled that brother Wuji said that the Princess is a person like white jade, so it seems that he is not lying.

Immediately, she became respectful, bowed her body and said: "Su Li, the daughter of Su Huaiyu, the minister of rites, has met Princess Ruchuan and King Zhongshan."

Chu Shou looked at this kid with big eyebrows, big eyes, lively and cute, so he couldn't help softening his tone, nodded quickly, and raised his hand to signal, "Quickly please get up..."

Ever since she was canonized as the princess, she has not been able to adapt to this kind of etiquette for a day, and she always feels vaguely ashamed...

"Why go out at night?" Zao Wou-ki turned around lazily, leaning on the railing and went down a few steps, his broad shoulders completely blocked the young lady, so that Chu Shou could only eavesdrop on the corner.

Su Li was taken aback by the question. She was weak since she was a child, and later her father sent her to Fodu Temple for recuperation and treatment because of her father's special request to the little Zhongshan King. The asthma in the mother's womb improved. Chest tightness and shortness of breath after two steps, climbing half a mountain is not a problem now, it can’t be said that you can walk like flying, it’s not a big problem to do two steps in one step, hehe.

"Didn't you say... I'm getting better, so I can be allowed to go out for a few days?" Su Li timidly turned back, with his head down, like a child who has done something wrong.

"Oh."

Zhao Wou-ki looked down at the top of the child's head, and only responded without answering.

Su Li raised his head, smiled brightly, and said sweetly: "Brother Wuji, didn't you say you wanted to find a good blacksmith a few days ago, I asked my brother to find one for you today, and I told him to go to the temple tomorrow..."

When Zhao Wuji heard this, he frowned immediately, and said coldly: "Didn't I tell you not to meddle in my affairs?"

"I... I just heard Abbot Huiyuan mention it. I thought my brother was more familiar, so I made my own decision. Brother Wuji, if you don't like it..." Su Li sniffed, the more he spoke, the more confident he became, and he lowered his head again.

Zao Wou-ki went down a few more steps, the beads wrapped around his wrists touched the handrail, and made a slight sound. He likes to wear a toga with large sleeves, with the color of some ancient books, hanging on his body, like an exorcism Bodhisattva enshrined in a temple, Especially when looking up, it adds a bit of majesty and a sense of oppression, which makes people dare not raise their heads.

After standing still, he said softly in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Well, I don't like it very much, and...don't call me that king in the future."

Su Li tightly held the rabbit lantern bought on the street in his hand, he picked his fingers helplessly, bit his lips, the color was gone, but he stubbornly raised his head, and smiled bitterly: "Wuji... the prince doesn't like it." , Su Li will change it with all his heart."

Fearing that he would say something even worse than the last sentence, Su Li lifted his skirt and turned to go downstairs after finishing speaking.

Fang turned around, tears flowed down his cheeks, he raised his hand to wipe away the disappointing tears, then suddenly remembered that he forgot to give his farewell, so he hurriedly turned around and stepped over Zhao Wuji to salute Chu Shou, Nuo Nuo said: " Forgive me, Su Li will leave first."

After finishing speaking, he rattled downstairs like a frightened little rabbit.

Chu Shou folded his arms and let out a long sigh helplessly, squinted his eyes and looked at Zhao Wuji's back from top to bottom, and said, "I'm very happy to see that she came to you. I thought you were getting better too. It seems..."

Zhao Wou-ki turned around and responded, looked at her with his head up, his eyes were red for some reason, his bloodless thin lips trembled and he said, "It seems——I'm still the same, is that senior sister...shouldn't In a hurry to let go?"

Chu Shou's heart twisted, his face sank, and he looked down at his hand holding the Buddhist beads tightly, and said, "Don't hold it, if it breaks, I have to be cheeky and ask Mr. Yuan for that." The few remaining strings go."

Zao Wou-ki became weak as if a tight string suddenly loosened, raised his hand to support the railing and panted heavily, his knuckle fingers tightly grasped the railing, his veins bulged, his forehead was already covered with beads of sweat, The side face hangs on the thin chin, looking uncomfortable.

At this time, the door of the private room over there happened to open, and the people inside came out in a file, saying goodbye one after another.

Song Yanqing finally came out with his hands behind his back, no emotion was visible on his face, and he nodded to say goodbye to the others.

This angle... Chu Shou breathed a sigh of relief, and finally saw his eyebrows and eyes clearly, my God, it happened at this time...

Perhaps because of Chu Shou's torch-like gaze, Song Yanqing looked this way, and it was clear that she was standing above, and there was a man below her, whose back was somewhat familiar, and he had seen it somewhere.

"My lord, the carriage is waiting below..." Mu Huashu noticed his gaze, immediately reminded him softly, and turned his head to look at Chu Shou.

Seeing this, Chu Shou immediately came back to his senses, looked away in a panic, walked down the steps briskly, took Zhao Wuji's arm with great effort, and prepared to go downstairs with him.

Who would have thought that the rope stretching over Zhao Wuji's heart would suddenly snap, and he would have an unbearable headache almost instantly, bursts of stinging pain would cover his body, and he would collapse down the stairs as soon as his body softened.

Seeing that he was in real pain, she immediately straightened her upright to prevent him from slipping down, took off the hairpin on her head with her backhand, held it tightly, and stabbed at his shoulder without the slightest hesitation.

It's not an acupuncture point, it's just a pain like this that can make Zao Wou-ki wake up, fight poison with poison, it's painful but useful...

With a muffled snort, he leaned back on the steps and tilted his head back, a thin layer of sweat had already accumulated on his neck.

Seeing his eyes refocus, Chu Shou seemed to have eased up a bit, and without any hesitation again, he pulled out the hairpin stuck on his shoulder.

The hairpin was blood-colored, so he grabbed Zhao Wuji's sleeve robe to wipe off the blood color, and inserted it back into his hair squarely.

The blood on Zhao Wuji's lips was gone, his eyes were full of tiredness, his hair was a little messy, he frowned and said weakly: "Senior sister, take me home."

Just like the scene in the early years, Chu Shou felt sore, pulled his arm around his shoulders, continued to take him downstairs, and said earnestly as he walked: "I think that sister's eyes are very good, don't you What nonsense you say will ruin our fate."

Zhao Wuji understood it, she was always afraid that she would reject other people's kindness because of her, although his mind was a little confused, but he really understood what he really wanted?Where?
Not willing to put more than half of his weight on her body, Zhao Wuji gritted his teeth and endured it. Logically speaking, such severe pain made it difficult for him to control his emotions, and even his body was fine after being covered by emotions. Sitting is out of his control, but there are always exceptions to everything, such as in front of Chu Shou.

But at that time, anyone could pull him out of fear and extend a helping hand to give him protection, but he was very fortunate that that person happened to be her.

So he pretended to be playful and replied: "Since senior sister doesn't like it, then I won't do it in the future."

Chu Shou seemed to be very useful, and nodded with his arm: "Well, don't always reject others, you have to learn to accept... accept, understand? These words of forgiveness... will the demon monk talk to you?"

At that time, Zhongshan Wang's family suffered a sudden change, and Zhao Wuji was the only one left. His grief and indignation were hard to resolve, and he became depressed and sick. But the monk Huiyuan of Fodu Temple was lobbying everywhere in order to promote Buddhism. He once said what can enlighten people Mind, obliteration of obsession... So Chu Shou resolutely sent Zhao Wuji up the mountain, firstly to protect him from outside disturbances, secondly because he was in the mountains, and he could just listen to the teachings with his ears empty , or if you really take refuge in Buddhism, there is always some healing effect.

Before leaving, she specially asked Master Yuan for a string on the guqin, and made him a string of white jade beads, hoping that he would not be surprised, that he would have no intention of going or staying, let go of her obsessions, and wished him and herself, because at that time She is leaving Beijing too.

"Master Huiyuan's words are all really reasonable, how can you be so sloppy like you?" Zao Wou-ki eased up a lot, tried his best to suppress the surge of inexplicable emotions, and pretended to be relaxed.

Chu Shou lowered his head and looked at the steps under his feet, slowed down his pace, stared at him one after another, coaxing a child: "Then don't listen to what he said to you."

Some of the diners who saw the two recognized them, they all bowed in low voices, and Chu Shou also returned one by one.

The music in the front hall continued, and the cheers rose and fell one after another. The ground was covered with golden paper that had just fallen from the sky. The children gathered together and squatted on the ground to pick up the golden pieces of paper. There is also a mystery, with lantern riddles written in small characters for everyone's entertainment.

The two walked in tacit understanding, and after a while of silence, Zhao Wuji said: "How about this, I also build a temple in the north of the city, and you talk to me every day, okay..."

Chu Shou turned his eyes and raised his lips with a smile, jokingly said: "If the whole temple is made of blue bricks and green tiles, I can consider it."

Zhao Wuji raised his lips and smiled, knowing that she was coaxing him again, he continued to blame: "I haven't been in the palace for five years, it's fine if I was arrested a few days ago, today you let me go to the main hall again, I It's all your fault for enduring it for a long time."

"Well, so didn't I write the word sorry at the end of the letter early in the morning?" Chu Shou nodded without changing his face, and said it as it should be.

He chuckled, thinking that he was avoiding passers-by on the left and right as an excuse, and quietly approached him a little bit. Chu Shou raised his hand and firmly grasped the shirt behind his back, supported his forearm with one hand, and led him to walk with all his strength, and said with great effort: "Then I blamed you wrongly. You just help the emperor like this? Not only responsible for saving people, but also responsible for guarding the country for him? You really have the heart of a Bodhisattva."

"Your Majesty is gone. I'm afraid that my title of princess will also be lost. I will be very sad if I have no power or influence."

Zhao Wuji snorted coldly, he said one sentence, she had ten thousand sentences back and forth, and replied stiffly: "Vanity."

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The two walked with the wind, their broken hair flying.Immediately after leaving Ganlinzhou, Ah Shui Sanqian had been waiting outside in a carriage, and when he saw Chu Shou coming out, he immediately came forward with a cloak and a big cloak on his forearm.

"Miss, just now Young Master Lin sent someone to say that something happened in Yichun residence tonight and I can't make it through."

"Yichun Residence?" Chu Shou straightened his hair that was overwhelmed by the cloak, theater building?She couldn't allow her to think too much, "It's just right, this guy is dead again, pull back to set the needle, and don't smash the restaurant when he goes crazy later."

"It doesn't need to be so detailed." Zhao Wou-ki gritted his back molars, not to threaten, but to relieve the stabbing pain from his head.

Well, it was a somewhat threatening tone.

Turning around, standing still towards Chu Shou, looking at her with a smile, bowing his head to signal, Chu Shou looked at the untied cloak cuff, shook his head helplessly, and reached out to help tie it.

Suddenly, a carriage came running from behind, and a person was sitting in the carriage, wearing a bamboo hat, a black suit, and holding a pair of knives, and stopped behind them.

A group of people came out of the brightly lit entrance of the restaurant, led by a person in green clothes and jade crowns, with dark eyes as quiet as a flat lake.

The diners and passers-by who came and went could not help but slow down and cast their eyes on him, Chu Shou was no exception.

Zhao Wuji took a glance, chuckled, fixedly looked at Chu Shou's little hand that had stopped moving, then raised his eyes and followed his mouth and nose all the way to his eyes, his eyes turned around, and he approached softly and bewitched: "Senior sister, it's not secure yet. .”

Chu Shou turned his eyes and raised his eyes, smiled, tightened his hands hard, gritted his teeth and threatened, "Speak well..."

Zhao Wuji didn't care, but raised his hand to grab her hand, pulling Chu Shou straight to Song Yanqing, Chu Shou twisted his hands and struggled, but was firmly held, he could only let him drag him over.

"Here, I want to watch it all night, I'll see enough." Zhao Wuji raised his chin and brought Chu Shou in front of him.

"It's enough to see..." Chu Shou hid behind him, pulling him away, but the man held him tightly, as if he was determined to fight her.

Song Yanqing stood with his hands behind his back, with his eyes downcast, a meaningful smile flashed across his mouth.

Seeing this, Mu Huashu beside him glanced sharply at Chu Shou who was hiding behind the cloak, and said softly, "My lord, let's go, don't drag me here."

Song Yanqing ignored it, took a step forward, and seemed to be frozen by the wind, her ears were red, her hanging black hair passed through the jade crown and swept across her neck, and her robe was also slightly red, which reflected her pure white complexion His lips were bright red, his black hair was flying and his green clothes were thick, his throat moved and he let out a cold voice, without a trace of emotion: "Long time no see, King of Zhongshan."

Zhao Wuji lowered his head and laughed, then raised his eyes, fixedly looked at him with some aggressive eyes, held Chu Shou's hand even tighter, and muttered: "Yeah, long time no see." , I don’t know if I should call you Lord Censor? Or——Lord Tianguan?”

(End of this chapter)