Fast Transmigration Big Brother Sugar Sprinkle 99 Style

Chapter 219 Emperor’s Favor (26)

The emperor looked at the host who was leaning over to salute, and smiled with deep meaning, "Why is the host?"

The host looked solemn, "There are assassins in Donglin Temple, it's poor monks who are not strict in management, but Donglin Temple will never dare to assassinate His Majesty, please learn from Your Majesty."

What this means is that the assassin really has nothing to do with Donglin Temple.

The emperor's eyes were calm, and he said indifferently: "The host doesn't have to worry, I don't mean to blame Donglin Temple."

The host breathed a sigh of relief.

But Yidong saw the flash of coldness on the emperor's face, she trembled and hurriedly lowered her head.

Yun Shu didn't intend to use this to do anything to Donglin Temple, because now is not the time.

In the past two years, she has made a lot of big moves one after another, all of which are of the kind that cut flesh from powerful families. If it weren't for the military power being firmly in her hands, someone would have already planned to revolt or conspire to change the emperor.

Therefore, she can put aside the matter of the temple for the time being, since it is not in a hurry anyway.

After saying a few words casually, he got up and went back to the palace with Xiao Ji.

After such a thing happened, the Donglin Temple naturally couldn't continue to live in it.

The host looked at the figure of the emperor, and sighed deeply. Their Donglin Temple has always been favored by the royal family, and they faintly have the limelight of becoming the number one temple in the world.

But after this incident, I am afraid that these are all gone.

After chanting "Amitabha", the presiding officer said, "Check out all the places in the temple."

"Yes." The monk behind him responded.

The emperor and husband returned to the palace. The emperor did not go to the Wuji Hall, but followed the emperor back to Changming Palace.

"Are you still afraid?" The emperor placed a kiss on Xiao Ji's pale lips.

Xiao Ji nodded, but then shook his head again, "Your Majesty is not afraid, I am your lord, how can you be afraid?"

But the body that was still chilling and the heart that was beating rapidly showed how scared he was.

He is not afraid of assassins.

It was because he was afraid that the assassin would hurt His Majesty.

Yun Shu took the slightly trembling man into his arms, stroked his back lightly, eased his emotions, and said:

"I'll be fine."

Her arrogance is based on her strength.

Xiao Ji hugged the emperor as if he was hugging his whole world. After a long time, he said: "Your Majesty, do you know martial arts?"

He changed the subject jerky.

Yun Shu gently stroked the black hair of the man in his arms with his fingertips. The black hair grew to his waist and meandered down the young man's thin back like a waterfall, which was extremely beautiful.

Yun Shu thought for a while and said, "Yes, I learned martial arts when I was a child, in order to protect myself."

This is not a joke, the original body does know martial arts, but not many people know it, so they all think that His Majesty does not know martial arts.

Xiao Ji felt a sharp pain in his heart when he heard the words, originally to change the subject, but now hearing the emperor's words, he frowned and said with pity: "Your Majesty, would you like to talk to me?"

The corners of Yun Shu's lips curled slightly, thinking of his previous experience, he changed his way of saying: "I was very weak before, and I had many things to do that were beyond my ability at that time, so I learned martial arts."

In a few words, she casually summed up the past of the bloody and near-death past.

Xiao Ji's grip on the man suddenly tightened, the emperor's words were simple, but he could think of the plots and schemes that the emperor experienced when he was young, the period when he was bullied and murdered.

Without any protection, such a small person can only rely on himself, can only step on his own blood marks step by step, and even hide himself alone and lick the terrible wound to heal his wounds.

When he thought of this, he felt so distressed that he convulsed.

It was as if those wounds that had been on the emperor's body for so many years re-grown sores on his body, blood flowed out again, and it hurt again.

Xiao Ji clutched his chest in pain, with tears in his eyes.

Yun Shu was startled, "What's wrong?"

"Does it hurt?" He bent down in pain, but looked at Yun Shu, and asked her softly, "Does it hurt?"

"Are you in pain?"

His clear eyes filled with clean water, and his face was full of love and sadness that couldn't be hidden.

Yun Shu's eyes were in a trance for a moment.

No one had ever asked her that, ever.

And almost no one knew about those weak years, and she was well hidden in the depths of her memory.

From the moment she appeared in front of people, she was powerful, omnipotent, and looked up to by everyone.

She has no weaknesses and no one can beat her.

She is almost a god.

So naturally no one cared about her, and no one asked her if she was born and died again and again, and the scars after each time were painful.

And she doesn't need to.

She doesn't need other people's sympathy, or a word of pity from others.

Arrogance was her original sin.

But now, there is such a person, after that period of past that she has almost forgotten after so many years, asked her: "Does it hurt?"

He even hurts for her.

——It hurts what she hurts.

Yun Shu didn't know how he felt in his heart, as if he had become a soft cloud.

She wanted to tell him that she was not in pain.

At least it doesn't hurt anymore.

But she looked at the tears in his eyes, the sadness and pain on his face, and for the first time, she took the initiative to lift the scars that she thought she had forgotten.

She approached him lightly, her forehead touching his forehead, the same slender and thick eyelashes were intertwined.

She looked at him, looked at her seriously, as if wronged, as if acting like a baby after being relieved, and said softly:

"It hurts, it hurts, I hurt."

"Tick tock..."

Clean and pure tears dripped from those eyes, and with the blinking of his eyelashes, the tears fell down uncontrollably.

Some flowed into the placket.

And some fell into Yun Shu's hands.

She looked at the crystal clear teardrops and blinked her eyelashes lightly. At that moment, there seemed to be water gathering in those dark and deep eyes, but it disappeared in the blink of an eye.

She has never cried, even when she was the weakest.

I don't even know what it feels like to cry.

She just looked at him quietly like that, and after an unknown amount of time, the crystal tears still fell one by one.

But that person didn't make any sound from the beginning to the end, not even a slight choke, just shedding tears silently.

She sighed, her eyes were gentle, her voice was soft, her hand touched the end of his eyes, the warm tears trembled her fingertips, and she hugged him into her arms.

Tight, without any gaps.

She stroked his black hair with her fingertips again and again, and it took a long time before she spoke slowly with a smile:
"You will hurt me for me in the future, okay?"

——Come and hurt for me, okay?

The silent weeping person finally choked up and hugged her sobbingly: "Okay."

——He really, really hurts.

Yun Shu closed her eyes slightly, she lowered her eyes and smiled slightly.

The past finally became the past at this moment.

　I am moved by writing myself
　　
　
(End of this chapter)