Can Drink A Cup of Nothing

If it were changed to the usual, Zong Chengsi would not have rushed to the palace to find Emperor Yuan directly.

He should at least know his partner, the sixth prince, and pass this explosive news to the advisors in the sixth prince's mansion, or let more people know about it. After all, it is so explosive that it is enough to decide life and death. How can it be done if it is not known to others?

However, there is such a coincidence.

Although Zong Chengsi got a big secret that was enough to subvert the current situation, he was also frightened by that terrifying nightmare.

In the dream, I vividly remember the scene where I was pierced by a sword to the point of death. It seemed to be projected onto the body after waking up from the dream, and the pain was almost suffocating.

Not to mention, he was still pierced by Beining Wang Yijian in his dream.

Zong Chengsi couldn't control his body in the dream, he only remembered that he had been chasing behind the King of Beining for the first half of the dream, digging his heart and lungs, and falling in love.

Even before the enthronement ceremony, Zong Chengsi even asked the King of Beining if he was interested in the throne, which was almost absurd to split the dragon chair in half.

In the end, this was the case, the King of Beining still showed no mercy.

After waking up, the filter of how to see King Beining's affectionate filter in his dream was removed, and Zong Chengsi only had cold sweat on his back.

The longer this matter drags on, the worse it will be.

Zong Chengsi didn't think about whether what he dreamed was true, whether it was a precognition dream or a dream of a fairy. He also knew how powerful the King of Beining was in the imperial city, and if he delayed a little bit, it might be irreversible.

Furthermore, he is now desperate. With the favor and trust that Emperor Yuan showed to the third prince after today, he will be crowned king in a few days and leave the capital, and he really has no place to turn around.

Going around in circles, Zong Chengsi was able to make a dangerous move.

If you don't enter a tiger's den, you can't get a tiger's son. If this can be done, he will definitely be second to none. Even if it doesn't work... Zong Chengsi has no reason to be sure that this source is accurate, it's absolutely impossible.

But what he didn't expect was that after rushing all the way to the imperial city, the person who reported the news did not return, but instead waited for an uninvited guest.

Yu Beizhou walked out of the corner, and the face that was so beautiful that it didn't look like a real person fell into Zong Chengsi's eyes and turned into a blood-stained jade-faced Shura, so frightened that he took two steps back, almost leaning against the wall.

In the past, Zong Chengsi might still be able to appreciate the beauty with the eyes of admiring beauties without any qualms. Although he usually pretends to be romantic and wanton, it is indeed one of his personal hobbies.

But now, when he thought that the owner of this face was smiling lightly in a dream, while mercilessly stabbed him to death, Zong Chengsi was really heartbroken and could not wait to turn around and run away.

With the strength of Yu Beizhou's Guigu disciples, he could kill five of them with one hand without breathing.

Thinking that this is the palace, Zong Chengsi still used his superhuman endurance to endure it, and his mental activity finally turned into a distorted expression: "This...it's so late, I didn't expect that It is indeed a privilege to be able to see the prince in the palace."

That's right. This is the strength of Zong Chengsi before.

In any case, in the palace, there are other great masters in charge. As a prince, he must be more justifiable than Yu Beizhou's current status as a vassal king.

Coupled with his incident, it is still beneficial to Yu Beizhou.

Thinking of this, Zong Chengsi's pale complexion also warmed slightly, and he even took out a folding fan in the mood, thinking about whether to take this opportunity to win over the other party.

"laugh."

Yu Beizhou unabashedly let out a mocking sneer: "Fate? This king came to you specially."

Zong Chengsi only felt that the blood all over his body had congealed, and he wanted to go around: "Ahahaha, this...I'm afraid it's a little inconvenient today, this prince has to meet in front of the palace ban. His Majesty."

"Oh? In such a hurry, there must be something important."

The young man in red clothes and white fur stood there lazily, but he took a slight step forward and blocked all the escape routes without revealing any flaws.

"Let this king guess, you should know something that you shouldn't know, so you are so eager to meet His Majesty, so hurry up and tell the truth."

All of Zong Chengsi's reluctant smiles sank in an instant.

He looked at the person in front of him coldly: "Since the prince knows, why bother to ask this prince?"

To be honest, Zong Chengsi has no idea of ​​winning over Yu Beizhou now.

He just wanted to tell Emperor Yuan this shocking secret and take revenge on the Three Emperor Brothers who had tricked him.

As for Yu Beizhou... That dream was so lingering that Zong Chengsi was really afraid of Yu Beizhou now. It would be a good thing if he could win over him, but he didn't want to be stabbed in the back at all. I just want to quickly send this evil spirit away.

Yu Beizhou didn't say anything, but raised his hand in the air.

Those good-looking, slender hands with well-defined joints were like fine jade porcelain, and with a little fingertip, a majestic, sea-like killing intent enveloped Zong Chengsi, making the latter completely unable to move.

"You're crazy... I know you're from the Zong family... I'm here to help you... What are you doing..."

Zong Chengsi widened his eyes, his eyeballs popping.

He couldn't figure out why Yu Beizhou was so bold. Being so presumptuous in the palace at the foot of the emperor, openly attacked him, the heir of the royal family.

Zong Chengsi couldn't figure it out.

With the appearance in the dream, the King of Beining also seemed to know his life experience.

Zong Chengsi thought that if he saw the Three Emperor Brothers blocking him today, he would be so frightened, but it was Yu Beizhou who came to block him, so he felt a lot more at ease.

That is the identity of the prince of the clan!

Saying this matter is only good for Yu Beizhou. Does he not want to be emperor? ! If you don't want to, why do you want to kill him in a dream?

For his words, Yu Beizhou just sneered disdainfully, the shadow cast by his eyelashes was eerie.

"You can't... do this... This is the palace, I am the fourth emperor... son..."

Seeing his expression, Zong Chengsi was about to freak out.

The pain that remained in the dream seemed to resurface in my heart, and my teeth were chattering.

Before he passed out, he heard only a light voice.

"Since your mouth is so useless, your tongue must be a decoration. Then pull it out."

He's crazy. Zong Cheng thought about it.

Acting against the emperor was an outright mortal sin.

......

Earlier, Yu Beizhou felt that the blood in his chest had calmed down a little, and then he went straight to the Great Witch Temple.

The witch who received the order had long since seen it strange, so he took the honored guest that Taiwu had ordered to the Wulou where Taiwu was located.

It's helping Yu Beizhou clean up the mess again, and it's a witch sacrifice ceremony. Taiwu can be regarded as a serious injury to his vitality. It was not easy to take care of him in three or five years, so after the ceremony of the witch sacrifice today, he handed over all the important matters in the great witch temple to the next witch who succeeded Taiwu, and he squatted in the witch building to recover from his injuries. .

In the end, I didn't expect it, but in the evening, I waited for Yu Beizhou.

Tai Wu was silent for a while, then said in a hoarse voice, "Is your backlash over?"

The immortal method of rewinding time is a taboo for mortals to touch it, even the caster. Tai Wu still feels extremely unwell, and even spewed blood during the Wu sacrifice ceremony.

"Oh, that, not yet."

Yu Beizhou said indifferently: "It's not very painful, and it doesn't affect walking."

Tai Wu: "...?"

Looking at the red-clothed youth who was jumping around in front of him and even able to exercise Qinggong, he couldn't help but doubt his life.

Is it because the young man is too good now, or he is almost half-dead to the ground. Why is pain so different from person to person?

"Hey, old man, what did you want to tell me yesterday?"

Yu Beizhou asked impatiently, which fell into Taiwu's eyes, like a arrogant child.

It's not a bear boy. Tai Wu has lived for decades, never joined the WTO, and has always been the object of respect and admiration. Even Emperor Yuan had to give him a little face when he saw him, and called him Mr.

There was only this former Son of Heaven, who came up and called the old man with his head covered, and even dared to threaten him without showing any respect.

But then again, the previous Taiwu who accepted the inheritance of the Taiwu will become emotionally indifferent, so his temper is really good. In addition, although he was the son of the former Heavenly Dao, Tai Wu still didn't dare to provoke him, so he had to pinch his nose to admit his fault and help him honestly.

Just like Yu Beizhou, if it weren't for the Son of Heaven, he would be killed sooner or later.

Tai Wu said with a good temper: "The Third Highness didn't tell you?"

In an instant, Yu Beizhou's complexion changed slightly.

Looking at his expression, it is obvious that he does not know this. Tai Wu was a little puzzled: "I didn't see you after I finished casting the spell last night, so I gave the medicine to the Third Highness and entrusted His Highness to deliver the medicine for you."

He looked at Yu Beizhou who was standing in front of him: "You must have taken medicine."

The backlash of the mending formation was fierce. If it was myrrh, Yu Beizhou would not be afraid of pain, so he would not take another step.

For the first time, the bear boy in red and white fur didn't say a word.

It turns out... it's really him.

There was nothing wrong with the scent in the room, nor was his intuition.

Someone really helped him get dressed carefully, wrapped up the wounds on his body, and brought him from that dark room to a comfortable and warm bed.

Yu Beizhou was a little dazed.

Almost as soon as he remembered it, a few sporadic fragments flashed back quickly.

Blood-stained hands, a neck full of kiss marks, hands around the shoulders and necks, sections of the tail vertebrae, sunken ravines, and layers of things pushed through a layer of clothing.

When he was in a hurry, he gasped for breath, his fingers intertwined, violently like a storm.

There are also the most panic words revealed unconsciously, the vague and restless soul, and the cold stairs and chains can't hold back.

They swept through Yu Beizhou's mind like a tide.

In a place with a dark background, there is a madness that is indulged and out of control.

No disgust, no bloody scars, not even hatred.

Tai Wu's voice gradually became clearer: "...Since the Third Highness didn't tell you, he certainly didn't tell you two wrong things."

"Your Majesty won't dream of it, but there are still two people, who must be the two people who maintain their destiny, who will dream about this matter. The time should be in these few days, and you still need to pay more attention."

After a long time, Yu Beizhou said in a low voice, "Okay."

A panic arose suddenly.

There has never been a moment when Yu Beizhou realized so clearly that he might have missed something.

It is also possible to miss something forever.