Back Off, Let Me Come

Click——

Shen Tang saw that the war was about to break out, but there was a sound like peeling and cracking in her ears. She knew that this weird dream was about to end. He turned around to leave, but felt a strong puncture and tearing sensation in his chest. She stopped and looked back for the last time.

The whole world is in some kind of distortion.

Only the reincarnation of the spirit pierced through the heart is clearly visible.

The indistinguishable voices of men and women came from the void, and even an invisible body like Shen Tang felt a vague sense of suffocation, and the stinging pain in his heart became stronger: "Do you know the consequences of betraying God?" 】

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

The voice did not respond, but a strange answer quietly emerged in Shen Tang's heart: [Life after life, life and death. 】

As a jet-black thunderstorm penetrating the sky and earth struck down, the young man and the figures who were still struggling were all swallowed up.

Shen Tang's ears also buzzed for a moment.

She suddenly opened her eyes and sat up straight.

There was silence in the dormitory, and the dim moonlight filtered through the window, and the sky at this time was vaguely visible. Shen Tang panted, his eyes gradually focused, and he looked down at the thin silk quilt piled around his waist. Just after escaping from the long dream, everything around me seemed a little strange.

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

Did you actually sweat so much?

Is the heater in the dormitory too hot?

Shen Tang closed his eyes and exhaled, and asked, "When is it now?"

Two voices, a man and a woman, came from above the rafters.

"Back to my lord, it's just the fourth watch of the day, the first moment of the first lunar month."

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

The span of the dream just now seemed to be as long as a thousand years, and it was only the first moment when I woke up? Shen Tang didn't believe in evil and asked a little uncertainly: "How long did I sleep just now? Did I talk in my sleep?"

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

You can fall asleep when you want to, and wake up as soon as your biological clock hits, which is more punctual than the alarm clock. She sleeps a little wildly, often sleeping with her head resting on the head of the bed, and may sleep sideways at the end of the bed when she wakes up. But one thing is worthy of praise. She doesn't kill people in her sleep. She can react faster than the guards at night, and she doesn't talk in her sleep.

The bodyguards don’t have to worry about being caught if they hear the Lord talking in his sleep.

As the seniors said, keeping vigil for the Lord is a good job.

The guard said: "There is no talk in sleep."

It’s okay to grind your teeth occasionally.

Thinking of the content of the dream, Shen Tang rubbed his forehead and said, "In other words, I only slept for less than two hours tonight..."

Dreaming is also physical work, and I feel a little hungry.

She got off the bed and stepped on her clogs. When the night guard heard the commotion, he brought her a warm cloak and put it on her. Shen Tang rubbed his stomach and said, "I'm hungry. Let the kitchen prepare something to eat."

Shen Tang has never had high requirements for food.

As long as you can satisfy your hunger, it’s okay to eat in large quantities.

After the establishment of the royal court, this living habit was forcibly corrected by Qin Li. Whether she wants it or not, the appearance of the leader of a country cannot be too shabby. Shen Tang could only take a step back and choose a compromise, but the dining room supply was still shabby compared to the previous dynasty. It was already a rare luxury for Shen Tang - she could still eat hot fish soup noodles in the middle of the night. With a great appetite, I could finish eighteen bowls in one go!

The chef making fish noodle soup was smiling so hard that he couldn't even see his eyes.

After eating and drinking enough, it feels uncomfortable to lie down now.

So she took a walk in the middle of the night to eat.

After wandering around, I arrived at 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 official on night duty to be quiet, opened the door gently, and the people in the room didn't even raise their heads to chase them away.

Shen Tang said, "Why hasn't Wuhui gone back yet?"

This is all closed for the New Year.

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

Seeing Shen Tang's somewhat casual attire, he hurriedly stood up and welcomed her in. He also ordered someone to turn up the heating in the room to avoid freezing Shen Tang. At the same time, I was also puzzled as to why the Lord appeared at this point. Shen Tang wanted to take off his cloak, but Chu Yao held him down, with disapproval in his eyes. Shen Tang laughed and shook his head: "Wu Hui is he afraid that I will catch a cold?"

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

Shen Tang was just about to say that she had literary and military energy to protect her body, and it would not be her fault if anyone caught a cold. Chu Yao added: "That's not possible either."

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

She could only continue to wear the heavy cloak.

The cloak was wide and furry, and Shen Tang felt like she was sinking into a ball of soft fur when wrapped in it. Coupled with the wonderful atmosphere created by the light and shadow of the candlelight, it made her appear weak and petite. Shen Tang chose an empty seat and sat down. From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Lao Gao's documents stacked on Chu Yao's desk: "It's not an important content. You can keep it for the next year."

There is no need to work overtime late at night.

This seems that Shen Tang, the leader of the country, is too capitalist.

Chu Yao said: "Nothing happens on either side."

He is the only one in his family. Most of the relatives and friends he interacts with on weekdays have their own families to take care of him. He spends the Chinese New Year with his family, so how can he take care of an old man like him? Chu Jie is sensible and won't bother him during the Chinese New Year; Wei Shou is busy saying goodbye to Jin Rui and is newly married, and he also has to worry about the education and marriage of his children; there are two students, Lin Feng and Tu Rong, the former has to take care of the elderly people in the house. , representing the Lin family to communicate with various families, Tu Rong returned to his hometown to pay homage to his ancestors and visit his ancestors' graves... I guess they would all have to wait until the new year to pay him New Year's greetings.

It’s not like Chu Yao feels that life is deserted and lonely anymore...

There was simply no place for him to visit, only the office.

Shen Tang looked at the already cool supper next to him and said, "You can't use work to kill time if you have nothing to do. Wuhui can sign up for a New Year tour group and go shopping... After so many years of fighting, it's time to relax and unwind. , enjoy it.”

Chu Yao was not interested in this.

I randomly found a topic to divert it.

"Why are you still awake at this hour, Your Majesty?" When Shen Tang first appeared, Chu Yao noticed that she seemed to be a little worried, so he asked, "But 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 state matter either."

Chu Yao understood: "Is that a private matter?"

Shen Tang's reaction proved his suspicion.

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

"...Yao may be able to clear up my lord's doubts."

Shen Tang didn't say anything clearly, but just asked a strange question.

"Wu Hui, what do you mean by life and death?"

"The crane lives a thousand years and swims in extremes; the mayfly lives in the morning and dies in the evening, enjoying its full life." Chu Yao answered, guessing the Lord's original intention of asking this question, "Just from the literal meaning, it means that it is born at daytime and ends at night. And die, life is short.”

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

Chu Yao looked at the somewhat abnormal Lord and felt worried.

Shen Tang met his concerned eyes, smiled and reassured: "...I'm fine, I just had a weird dream. I was disturbed by the things in the dream, and I feel a little uneven...I'll be fine in a while."

If that was just a made-up fairy tale, Shen Tang could certainly laugh it off, but these past events seemed to be inextricably related to him... No, maybe they had happened before. Even if she can tell Shen Tang rationally, these bullshit things have nothing to do with her, at least they have nothing to do with "Shen Youli"!

What is relevant is the "self" who does not have the memory of "Shen Youli".

She doesn't have to care at all!

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 insulated from Shen Youli. Shen Tang suspected that this emotion did not originate from herself, but from the woman in green in the dream. She seems to be the one haunted by loneliness.

Chu Yao said: "Dreams are all reversed."

This relief is rather unconvincing.

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

"My lord?"

"Will you always be here?"

Chu Yao's expression suddenly changed. He couldn't figure out why the Lord would ask such a strange question. The Lord today was so abnormal!

If something goes wrong, there must be a monster!

Shen Tang didn't seem to notice his expression, and continued to murmur: "A hundred years, a thousand years, ten thousand years from now, will you still be there?"

Chu Yao: "..."

He didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "My lord, Yao can accompany you for a hundred years. If nothing unexpected happens to a literary scholar, it should not be a problem to live a hundred years, but for thousands of years... this is really embarrassing for Yao."

"Humans can't live this long."

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

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

That dream seemed to open a secret gap, and 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. 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 all the people in the world, but it will inevitably cause suffering to the Lord."

The Lord will bring eternal peace and tranquility.

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

Chu Yao said: "Yao will enjoy the Lord's kindness in all his life, and he will work hard to be by your side and accompany you in all his life..."

After he finished speaking, he noticed that Shen Tang was covering his forehead in pain.

A few tears came out of the corners of his eyes.

This scene almost scared Chu Yao out.

In the eyes of all the officials, Shangshu Chu, who was serious and mature, was in a hurry, his face was anxious, frightened and frightened, with a vague murderous intention. This murderous intention was directed at Shen Tang's dream! What broken dream could disturb the Lord's mood to this extent? Unfortunately, he couldn't help.

Shen Tang took several deep breaths to suppress the inexplicable pain.

The strange emotion is like ebbing, and it is pulling away little by little.

She touched her heart with lingering fear.

Turning to look at Chu Yao, his face was as pale as Chu Yao had ever seen before, and his expression was completely different from usual. Rather than speaking of the Lord, it is better to say that it was a short-lived evil thought at that time: "Life after life... Oh, Wuhui, don't make promises to others easily, especially me. You can't be the master of the 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: "Your Majesty?"

Looking closer, Shen Tang was breathing evenly and fell asleep at some point. He was worried and hurriedly asked people to go to the medical department to ask Dr. Xinglin to take a look. After a while, people from the medical department came.

He was surprised: "Why is it you?"

The imperial doctor ordered Dong Dao to invite this person to join the Medical Office several times, but there was no response. Therefore, no matter how close Jimo Qiu was to the Medical Office, he was still not the Royal Physician of the Medical Office, and he was still white. Shouldn't the person invited be the royal doctor on duty?

Chu Yao stared at Jimo Qiu and checked the master's pulse.

"My lord, are you in trouble with your health?"

"It's okay, it's just a physical problem. I'll be fine tomorrow."

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

After all, this Lord's body is abnormal.

This abnormality must also be due to physical reasons.

Jimo Qiu said: "It will be okay."

Chu Yao breathed a sigh of relief at first, and then thought of something again: "This body of Lord...what happened before?"

Jimo Qiu was from the Gongxi clan, so he must know something inside.

He said: "I can't reveal too much. I can only say that Your Highness was very lonely before, and her personality was not like this... In the beginning, she was as cheerful and optimistic as she is now. The long loneliness made her become cold and taciturn... Obviously she just wanted to not be so lonely. That's all, I didn't do anything else at all, and this kind of selfishness is not allowed..."

Chu Yao was quite puzzled when he heard this.

Jimo Qiu also knew that he didn't understand: "It's probably the same as - Qi Zhongshu has no relatives and is alone. As the days go by, he feels endless loneliness, so he hires a vegetarian merchant and treats him as a treasure. He also loves the house and the birds and raises many cats. Shi Tai was dissatisfied and felt that this move was not conducive to Kang's plans, so he forced Qi Zhongshu to kill each other. "

Chu Yao: "... Yushitai is not likely to have this disease."

Household killings caused by keeping pets.

It would explode in any dynasty or generation.

Jimo Qiu chuckled: "Yushitai has this disease."

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

Thunder broke through the sky and was as bright as day, illuminating half of Jimo Qiu's face. The sound did not drown out his voice: "Yushitai is the most just place in the world, and I would not care about a cat's life even if I think about it..."

Chu Yao was almost speechless.

"Even if Yushitai has this disease, Qi Yuanliang is not a vegetarian. If the cat harms him, he can kill all his enemies."

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

Jimo Qiu was noncommittal about this.

There was a thunderstorm on a snowy night, but the sky cleared up the next day. It turned out to be a rare good weather. Fengluo, the capital of the city, was covered with red lights.

Every household posts couplets with the word "Fu" on them.

It was rare for Shen Tang to sleep until three o'clock in the morning before waking up.

When she opened the window, she saw white snow, and the cold air penetrated her heart and spleen. She instantly felt refreshed and her sleepiness disappeared.

"Siha - hot, hot, hot -"

An energetic day starts with piping hot soup dumplings.

Shen Tang pretended to freshen up, climbed over the wall and ran out of the palace gate, and disappeared into the sea of ​​people in the blink of an eye. Several personal guards could only shout and run behind him. He watched helplessly as his master entered Chu Shangshu's house.

Shen Tang found Chu Yao in Dongchu.

The gray-haired young man was dressed in plain clothes and said without raising his head: "There are big fireworks in the east kitchen. Your Majesty, 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 the fourth watch.

Now I am busy in the east kitchen again, this is too stupid.

Shen Tang's tongue was almost numbed by the heat. Siha took several times to suppress the burning sensation: "Wuhui, here you go, this year's money!"

He took out a small red envelope with body temperature from his arms.

Chu Yao looked at Shen Tang dancing with a smile, and said with great energy that this year's money was a monogram pendant made of pure gold!

Hmm, solid gold?

It's a big investment.

It seems that the Lord did make a fortune last year.

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ps: Tanzi Dabao has also published a new book. Time flies so fast.

"The Master of the Red Mansion": He accidentally entered the red building, so a woman like a female eagle quietly stretched out her wings from the back house.