Yanlouchun

Chapter 13 I Dreamed That You Died
"Shen Zhiyun."

In her sleep, it seemed that someone called her.

"Shen Zhiyun."

It was a gentle female voice.

"Shen Zhiyun."

Another sound, clear and clear.

"Shen Zhiyun."

It was rougher than the one just now, and it was the voice of a warrior.

She opened her eyes, and the blurred figures in front of her eyes approached her one by one.

They twisted their bodies, folded their faces, and were surrounded by clouds of black air, muddy, struggling, biting, and unbearable.

Shen Zhiyun's head was chaotic, and he subconsciously stepped back, but he stepped on the ground.

The feeling of weightlessness made her heart suddenly empty, and she hoped that the shock would make her realize that it was just a dream.

but no.

She fell to the next floor and lay on the foggy ground, looking up with her hands propped up.

There was a huge hole where she had just stepped.

Hollows are static, but shadows are fluid.

A human head clustered from that hollow like flowers swaying by death.

Their mouths gradually split open, curved upwards in a strange arc, and their heads lowered one after another, squeezed together, twisted together, and it was almost impossible to tell whether it was one black shadow or several black shadows.

Whose arm was pulled out from the twist first, hanging limply in the sky, and then the body was about to be pulled out.

Shen Zhiyun tried to back up with her hands, but she had no strength, her limbs seemed to be filled with lead, she couldn't lower her head, she kept raising her head stiffly, and stared uncontrollably at the swarm of moths.

Gradually, those black shadows dissipated, and the body seemed to lose control, as if it had been drained of energy, and all fell limply.

The moment they stopped struggling, Shen Zhiyun seemed to see the faces of those people clearly.

Empress Dowager...

Old Qi...

Prince Gu...

Yang Shilin...

Shen Pingshan...

There was also an old man with an indistinct face.

She has never met Xue Deming, but at this moment she knows that that person is Xue Deming.

She seemed to be able to move again, her eyes suddenly returned to her level, the surroundings became quiet, and she could stand up.

Limbs being manipulated, this feeling is very familiar, but I can't remember it, like being pinched by the back of the neck and pushing people in the cracks in the palace every day, in the splendor, under the emperor's order, and in the disputes between the parties walk.

Like an ice field, like a wasteland, like a forest, the sight is wide open, the place to walk is narrow, and the body feels compressed.

Shen Zhiyun didn't dare to lower her head, she didn't know if she was like those people just now, turned into a twisted black shadow, baring her teeth and claws, but she was really small.

His consciousness was blurred, his vision was also blurred, and he walked without purpose and uncontrollably for an unknown period of time. There was a snowfield in front of him, and his vision gradually became clear.

There is a shallow lake with clear waves, and a swollen man is floating on the surface of the lake.

She walked over.

she sees.

That's Gu Hanshu.

Shen Zhiyun was horrified, and couldn't help feeling sad.

Just as she was about to run over to see Gu Hanshu's appearance clearly, a strong pulling force pulled her twirlingly to the back.

The high mountains are like clouds, and the cloud steps are endless.

The long steps gradually collapsed, and Shen Zhiyun didn't know how to hide. She stood there in a daze, and looked up to see that the top of the mountain, the height of the steps, was His Majesty.

In an instant, I suddenly realized that those people just now were all written by His Majesty.

For another moment, the body and mind are both cold.

The cunning rabbit dies, the running dog cooks.

"Shen Zhiyun!"

With another cry, Shen Zhiyun woke up suddenly.

She opened her eyes and looked at the top of the cell, which was pitch black.

The eyes are dry and cracking.

Ma De is calling the soul, you will be willing to call me out one day, right?

Gu Hanshu said again, "Are you hungry?"

"A bit."

Shen Zhiyun lay on his back, he didn't say he didn't feel it, but when he said it, the feeling became obvious.

"Hey, it's all your fault. You insisted on coming with me anyway, and now you're in this situation." Gu Hanshu sighed.

Shen Zhiyun's dry eyes twitched slightly.

It's as if I'm deliberately going against him, what a big face.

Ben unconsciously made a speechless twitch, probably because the dream just now made his eyes suffer too much, and some tears flowed from the dry eye sockets.

Mixed flavors in my heart.

Shen Zhiyun chatted with Gu Hanshu casually.

"If it wasn't for you, I would have had cold wine in Fuchu by now."

As Shen Zhiyun said, there was indeed His Majesty on the cloud steps of the high mountain, the ninety-five supreme, the greatest honor in the world, who was enshrined on the high mountain like a Buddha.

Living in the right position of the world, looking at everything in the world, why are there so many distorted shadows.

Gu Hanshu was also lying down, and the guard at the door had changed shifts a long time ago, and now the new guard is serious and unsmiling.

"If it wasn't for you, I would already be playing swords in the yard by now." Gu Hanshu said.

"Is it playing sword or playing cheap?" Shen Zhiyun chuckled.

She suddenly thought that half of this dream tormented her and half tormented Gu Hanshu, and he was the only one who died in the water.

Could it be because the four pieces of white cloth hung up by Gu Hanshu during the day are really some kind of evil evocation.

Thinking of this, Shen Zhiyun couldn't help but shudder.

Gu Hanshu said, "I'm not playing with swords now, but you are playing cheap."

Shen Zhiyun sighed leisurely, "Even if you are at home now, not only can't play with swords, but you can't play with cheap."

Shen Zhiyun paused, then said with a smile, "Madam Gu loves to listen to opera after dinner, you can only listen to the laughter and noise in the main courtyard."

"What about you?" Gu Hanshu asked suddenly.

"What am I?"

"Then if you are not in prison at this moment, where should you be?" Gu Hanshu asked.

"Didn't I just say that, it's a good taste to drink cold wine and drink it at night, it's slightly cold and slightly spicy." Shen Zhiyun felt as if his saliva was about to drool.

"What you said made me even hungrier." Gu Hanshu let out a long sigh.

"Me too." Shen Zhiyun still looked at the top of the prison.

If she's not here, she has plenty of ways to do it.

When I was in my early teens, for some reason, I played the role of a dandy in Beijing, went to various entertainment venues, and learned a lot about throwing pots, archery, or Cuju or polo.

Although it was absurd at that time, it was indeed a luxury, a cool word.

Unlike Shen Zhiyun, Gu Hanshu is very well-behaved, and he looks fair and tender, and his speech is also pleasing, so he is very popular with the ladies in the capital.

She and Gu Hanshu rarely had the opportunity to have a good conversation like now.

She remembered the past in the academy again.

When there is no class, students can rest in their own rooms, or leave the hospital to play, or study by themselves.

It was a very sunny day, and a group of people said they were going on a boat trip. A servant from someone's family brought a parrot to the boat for everyone to have fun.

They are all half-aged teenagers, and they are easily attracted to interest. Most of the students left.

Gu Hanshu is too lazy to go out to bask in the sun, and he has no interest in watching parrots learn their tongues.

The Queen Mother dotes on Li Zhile very much, and treats her like her own granddaughter. The parrot presented by the feudal kingdom before is much more beautiful than the parrot that went to play today, and she was directly given to Li Zhile.

Li Zhile brought a parrot with beautiful feathers to show off at Gu Hanshu's house, so Gu Hanshu was annoyed when he saw the parrot.

"Gu Hanshu, what do you think this is?" Shen Zhiyun was elated, holding two large leaves in his hand, which were wrapped in crushed mud.

"Why didn't you go out on a boat with them?" Gu Hanshu lay on the carpet beside the low table, using a few books as a pillow, raised his hand and threw an orange into his mouth.

"The teacher asked me to go to school. After I left the teacher, the yard was empty as soon as I came back." Only then did Shen Zhiyun realize that the group of people had gone out to play.

"Good guy, you didn't call me." Shen Zhiyun came over and sat next to Gu Hanshu holding a bunch of unknown things.

Gu Hanshu casually threw an orange at Shen Zhiyun.

"It's a bit sour." Shen Zhiyun chewed and said, squeezed the things on the low table with his arms, and then put his handful of green leaf puree on the low table.

Gu Hanshu propped himself up, "What is this?"

He picked apart the leaves, and the mashed mess was rotten, smelling a faint sweet fragrance, it should be flowers, he raised his eyebrows and looked at Shen Zhiyun, "It looks like someone else vomited it."

Shen Zhiyun raised a finger and shook it in front of Gu Hanshu's eyes, "No, you don't understand, this is such a treasure, I specially brought it to share with you."

Gu Han was quite interested in the book, but when he heard this, he lay down again and sneered.

"Good things specially brought to share with me? Can you do it yourself?"

"This is the leftover medicine that Aunt Ahua used up today." Shen Zhiyun was as attentive as offering a treasure, "I'll try it for you."

Aunt Ahua is the cook of the academy, she is a master at cooking, and she often cooks small dishes for the students secretly, so that everyone who sees them has a share, and she is second only to the master in the academy.

Shen Zhiyun took Gu Hanshu's hand and said seriously: "Don't be ignorant of cherishing, although I usually have good things and rarely think of you, but today I am full of sincerity."

Then put these rotten things on Gu Hanshu's hands.

"What's wrong with Aunt Ahua? Why do you need medicine?" Gu Hanshu grabbed Shen Zhiyun's wrist, preventing Shen Zhiyun from ruining his hand.

"This medicine can promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis, and it can also protect the hands and rejuvenate the skin. All craftsmen will touch this thing. Aunt Ahua needs to use a knife for cooking every day, so these medicinal materials are used to make her knife skills more superb. Every time you I hold a pen to write every day, and my fingers are bent and inactive for a long time, and they tend to become stiff, so I need to use this thing too, understand?" Shen Zhiyun said seriously.

"Do you think I'm stupid?" Gu Hanshu looked up at her.

"If you don't believe me, you can ask Auntie Ahua." Shen Zhiyun swore, and began to wrap the "medicine" on Gu Hanshu's fingers while talking.

"...This pink and tender color is too girly." Gu Hanshu's expression was disgusted.

"It will be done soon. I have been begging Auntie Ahua for a long time." Shen Zhiyun held Gu Hanshu's hand, showing an extremely sincere look.

"How long will it take?" Gu Hanshu seemed to see fox ears slyly shaking on Shen Zhiyun's head.

"This medicinal material is manifested very quickly, and it will take effect in about an hour." Shen Zhiyun saw that Gu Han's book was loose, and his tone rose.

"...Let's tear it down." Gu Hanshu felt that if there is nothing to do to be courteous, it is either adultery or robbery.

"I'm half done, soon."Shen Zhiyun changed the subject, "Why don't you hang out with them?"

"Today Xi Heting brought a parrot here, and they carried the parrot to see if the bird would get seasick."

When Gu Hanshu said this, Shen Zhiyun understood.

Two days ago, Gu Hanshu was complaining to Shen Zhiyun, Li Zhile was bigger, every time he got home, he would hold a birdcage bigger than her and go to Gu's mansion to show off. It was just a parrot. what a beauty. "

"But I haven't seen a parrot yet." Shen Zhiyun suddenly became interested in that bird.

Gu Hanshu glanced at her, "Tacky."

Shen Zhiyun was unhappy, "I'm just vulgar, or you can give me one."

"What are you smearing, can you hurry up." Gu Hanshu urged Shen Zhiyun again.

Shen Zhiyun was afraid that Gu Hanshu would go back on his word, so he chattered endlessly beside him, "This medicinal material promotes blood circulation and interprets, reduces swelling and relieves pain... I spent a long time because of you and Auntie Ahua...I gave Auntie Ahua many things , she helped me make these things." The tone was righteous, as if Gu Hanshu had taken advantage of it.

About an hour later, Shen Zhiyun counted the time, and the plate of oranges on the low table had already been eaten.

"Are you ready?" Gu Hanshu's ten fingers were tied into ten small rice dumplings, and he couldn't move, which was extremely inconvenient.

"Okay, okay." Shen Zhiyun finished the last page of the novel.

"I also said why are you stealing lessons here? It turns out that you are reading novels."

While talking, Shen Zhiyun was going to untie the leaves tied on Gu Hanshu's fingers, and naturally half leaned against Gu Hanshu, his eyes narrowed crookedly, in a beautiful crescent shape.

Remove the leaves wrapped around the fingers, and the rotten stuff inside has dried up long ago.

Gu Hanshu's eyes twitched as he looked at his ten fingers that were poisoned.

I had just started to feel drowsy, but now I was completely woken up by fright.

He seemed to know what it was.

The rotten "medicine" is the impatiens that Aunt Ahua dyed her nails.

Shen Zhiyun took Gu Hanshu's hand, and said in a complacent tone, "It seems to have failed." It's not hard to hear the smile in it.

Gu Hanshu didn't speak, but with a calm demeanor, he turned his wrist, and there was a crisp "click", "I'll wipe it on for you, my technique is very good, and I'm sure I won't fail."

Shen Zhiyun pressed down Gu Hanshu's rotating wrist, leaned his head on Gu Hanshu's shoulder, and tried hard to hold back his laughter, which made his upper body tremble slightly, and finally couldn't help laughing out loud.

"No...you listen to my explanation...I...hahahaha." Shen Zhiyun laughed so hard that he couldn't even utter a complete sentence.

Gu Hanshu only felt that there was nothing to love about life, numb himself, and tried to save himself, "Can it be washed off?"

Shen Zhiyun straightened up, touched his nose, and slightly raised the corners of his mouth, "Don't worry, it can be washed off."

It's strange to add something silently in my heart.

"I'll get you a set too." Gu Hanshu grabbed Shen Zhiyun's wrist.

Shen Zhiyun leaned back to hide, quickly got up and kept away from Gu Hanshu, and said with a smile, "No, there is no more material for this."

Gu Hanshu stood up and walked to the sink to wash his hands, threatening, "If you can't get rid of it, you're finished Shen Zhiyun."

Thinking of Gu Hanshu's dark face and horrible fingers, Shen Zhiyun couldn't help curling his mouth.

Those days were really happy.

Entering the eyes is the top of the imperial prison.

"Gu Hanshu." Shen Zhiyun said suddenly.

"Huh?" Gu Hanshu looked sideways at her.

"I dreamed you were dead."

(End of this chapter)