Can Drink A Cup of Nothing

"Yu Beizhou, you are not as skillful as you have shown."

Zong Luo's voice was soft.

But it was such a whisper that sounded like an illusion, but it was like a sealing blade, causing the easy smile on Yu Beizhou's face to slowly disappear.

When this person has his unique smile, the smile is so beautiful that people don't dare to look at him, and when he doesn't smile, it is easy to make people feel gloomy.

However, Zongluo did not stop, he was chasing after the victory.

"...When Emperor Yuan sent you to Weiguo as a pledge, in fact, he had already recognized your priority of inheritance in his heart. Because of the ancestral teaching of the clan, the more high expectations were placed on a child, the less he should be placed in the The more spoiled you are, the more you have to let him go out to hone and grow."

If Emperor Yuan hadn't been drunk and revealed the truth, the Zong family's way of loving a son is completely different from ordinary people, I'm afraid Zong Luo would never have known it for the rest of his life.

He felt that Yu Beizhou also had the right to know. At least... let the hated Yu Beizhou in front of him know that he is not as confused as he was in the dark room where he could not see his fingers last night, he has nothing.

Emperor Yuan loved the third prince very much, whether it was the real one or the fake one.

"Father, he loves you very much, and he hugged you when he was a child."

Zongluo didn't even know what he was talking about.

From the palace all the way to this place, from last night wanting to question Yu Beizhou's mood, to this morning's witch sacrifice ceremony that was completely beyond his expectations, and then to seeing Yu Beizhou, this person has become an unpleasant person again. Opening his mouth, he said the completely opposite and disgusting words in his dark room last night...

Zongluo could not wait to tear the stubborn mouth of the man in front of him, but there was a hint of soft-heartedness in it - after all, the Yu Beizhou in front of him could not have been like this.

If it wasn't for his transmigration, after taking revenge, Yu Beizhou would continue to follow the plot of the original book. After all, the original text has only been serialized to forty chapters, and no one knows what will happen next.

Perhaps one day Emperor Yuan accidentally discovered that Yu Beizhou was his biological son, not to mention that this man was originally the son of Heaven and had excellent abilities. He was appreciated and promoted by Emperor Yuan before he knew his relatives, so it would be easier to recognize his ancestors and return to his ancestry. It may also be more filial to the father and son because of the similar behavior.

Without Zongluo, Yu Beizhou in the original text can get love, friendship, family...the same will not be less. However, after Zong Luo came, these were gone, which was an indisputable fact.

"He..." Zongluo wanted to continue, but was interrupted by the other party furiously: "Shut up!"

The young man in red has completely sat up from the rockery and looked at him condescendingly.

A pair of phoenix eyes with burning red tails squinted coldly, and put on a false smile again, as if wrapping a thick layer of armor for himself, spreading dense spikes all over his body.

"Listen, listen."

Yu Beizhou said contemptuously: "How funny, senior brother, you don't want to hate me, but you even question the hatred of others. Then you talk about how senior brother can make senior brother think that I don't hate you enough. Into the bone? It's not enough to be deprived of your identity, isn't it worthy of hatred?"

Zongluo had not seen such Yu Beizhou before.

That night at the Great Witch Temple, Yu Beizhou had a similar look at the moment when the truth of his two lives was revealed. Undisguised malice appeared on Zili's face, Sagiri was shrouded in aggressiveness, and a poisonous bouquet bloomed in the mud.

Gouging out others, gouging out yourself.

Zong Luo tried to look at this ruthless lifelong enemy in front of him from a calm perspective.

However, Yu Beizhou's performance was not as good as Zong Luo's intention. He was like a born bad seed, unreservedly venting his malice, and every word hit the heart.

"Look, it's like this again. It's such a high-spirited tone of charity. Brother, I hate you the most. You seem to have nothing to do with anyone, and you speak self-righteous things."

He sneered casually, his dark pupils were bottomless, and said the saddest words with a sarcastic gesture: "Last night... what a touching confession of father and son. The appearance of my brother's kowtow on the ground is serious. It's pitiful, and the younger brother is almost unbearable when he sees it."

"Family? Chi, it's just something illusory. The most important thing to you, I have never had it from the beginning, what can I expect?"

Zong Luo looked stunned and froze in place.

"As for me, I don't care about this identity? Ha, senior brother is right, I just care about this identity, so what? Can senior brother pay it back to me now, even with so many years of debt?"

Yu Beizhou's words came out in pieces, like the most venomous snake in the wild spitting out a scarlet snake letter, cruelly declaring his victory: "No, you can't make it, and you can't make it."

"Admit it, Senior Brother, you just want to owe me to each other."

Even if Zong Luo repeatedly warned himself not to be affected by the words of Yu Beizhou's stinking younger brother, he couldn't stop the evil fire from rising.

He endured his anger and calmly said, "Are you satisfied with the result now?"

This guy is really good.

Take away the elixir, Zong Luo has no excuse.

The blood was mixed, and it was only after the prince's ceremony that he knew the truth of this matter, which was to block his last retreat.

Step by step, he was trapped in this imperial city like a layout.

Even if the name is not right, Zongluo can't leave willfully at such a time.

He could only bear the ardent expectations of Emperor Yuan, the expectations of the ministers, and the eyes of everyone. Even with guilt, struggle, pain...or everything else, take those responsibilities.

"Satisfied, I am very satisfied."

Yu Beizhou opened his arms and smiled to the extreme, "Senior brother just wants to stay by my side, don't even think about going anywhere. Even if you die, you can only die on your brother's bed."

madman. madman. This unreasonable lunatic.

This lunatic, to a person he keeps saying "the person he hates the most" gives him the most important thing, offers everything he owns, hand over it, and is crazy without any scruples.

The fragility of last night has faded. Yu Beizhou, who has returned to normal, will only use the most painful and extreme way to lock him and not let him go, even if he does everything he can, in a way of burning jade and stone.

Yes. This person has nothing to do with the word vulnerable. If you want something, you will take the initiative to get it. It is definitely not the kind of character that sits and waits. Like the most aggressive wolf in the wolf pack, it is full of aggression.

Even if you hold him and don't go, you have to break the chain first, and get yourself covered in black and blue.

Zong Luo's forehead jumped straight: "...Roll."

Is everything that happened last night just an illusion?

Maybe this guy was born a bad guy, not a likable character, and didn't have the inconsistency and vulnerability under the guise of a hard shell.

It's all just a matter of his thinking.

At this moment, it is difficult to describe the disappointment in Zong Luo's heart in words. Even worse than the previous impoverished gate.

After the silver-white hair tail angrily disappeared at the gate of the palace, Yu Beizhou, who seemed to be sitting lazily on the rockery, suddenly sat up straight, arched his back, and vomited a mouthful of blood "Wow-".

The white coat was wet with blood, and the young man shook it indifferently. He didn't look at the blood on the front of his shirt.

In fact, with such a bitter backlash, if it were another person, I would have to fall to the ground twitching all over and pass out directly.

However, it was Yu Beizhou...it wasn't even one-third of the witch Gu potion he tasted in the dark room of Yu's family when he was a child, but it was nothing more than that.

He even had time to think... What the hell happened last night, so that his senior brother's attitude towards him seemed to have changed subtly.

Taiwu was repairing the formation, and Yu Beizhou used a knife to bleed himself out and felt bored, so he sneaked upstairs to Zhaixingxing, but he did not expect to watch a good family drama.

After taking the elixir, he noticed something was different about him, so he hurried back to the palace.

This reaction is very similar to his monthly sickness, which is all hot and unspeakable. Fighting for the last bit of sobriety, Yu Beizhou clasped Hanshan Meteorite on himself, and then he lost consciousness.

When I woke up again, it was a glorious day.

He was already lying in his master bedroom, very comfortable all over.

Yu Beizhou didn't like that there were too many servants in the palace, so they were all dead men and dumb servants. He just had to obey orders obediently, and they didn't need to open their mouths to speak.

For him, the Beining Palace is more like a temporary place to stay. The decoration in the bedroom has not been touched since it was repaired a few years ago, and it is an absolute forbidden place for people, not to mention the many rules in the house, no one will dare to cross the line.

'Maybe he was dazedly breaking free from the chains and crawling back. ’

Yu Beizhou, who was lying on the bed, stretched out his hand and put it on his forehead, thinking uncertainly.

It's not like this has happened before. When I was sending soldiers out, I couldn't control the disease. When I woke up, my whole body was covered in blood, full of corpses, and I had no memory at all.

The only abnormality...is the faint fragrance in the air and the traces of bandages on the body.

This spice was all too familiar to Yu Beizhou, and he couldn't tell Zongluo's taste.

but--

"how can that be possible......"

Under his fingers, Yu Beizhou curled the corners of his mouth in self-deprecation.

After that night, even if Zong Luo didn't hate him, he avoided him like a scorpion.

He even said the words of letting me go, but you can imagine how much you don't want to have anything to do with him. How could he go to his palace to say goodbye to him last night after exchanging heartfelt feelings with his own father, and then help bandage it so kindly?

Staring at his bloody fingertips, Yu Beizhou sneered in a low voice.

If he really knew what he did, Zong Luo might have to swallow him alive.

Long before casting the spell, Tai Wu had warned him that there might be serious backlash in the future.

Anyway, it wouldn't endanger his life, so Yu Beizhou Quan heard the sound from his left ear.

He knew that if Tai Wu saw his appearance like this, it is estimated that the troubled old man would have to say that he was a dignified son of heaven, and reduced himself to such a desolate appearance.

For Yu Beizhou, Tai Wu had a broken heart.

However, the other party was the son of the former Heavenly Dao, the person who opened the time retrospective, and had the handles of countless great abyss witch temples in his hands.

It doesn't matter.

Who cares. Anyway, his goal has been achieved.

Yu Beizhou thought casually, smiling happily.