Jun You Ji Fou

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The study door was slammed open. After Su Shiyu stood at the desk, Huainan reported that he had just finished writing. He put aside his pen and looked indifferent. He seemed to have waited for a long time, and said first: "I did it."

Chu Ming Yunsheng stopped, looked at him at a short distance, and smiled, "I didn't ask anything, but you answered simply."

Su Shiyu said nothing.

There was a wind outside and there was a moment of silence. Chu Mingyun suddenly couldn't hear emotions: "Shi Yu, don't you want to say anything to me?"

Su Shiyu lowered his eyes and sighed extremely softly, "The ways are different, and you don't know each other. You know this sentence better than I do."

Chu Mingyun's eyebrows were suddenly cold, but he laughed out loud, "Well, it's a different way, but you're just talking to me differently, it's not too late. Isn't it too late? You were with me before then What are the days? I regret it now, or do I just want to say that it was all fake before?"

He was looking at Shang Su Shiyu's eyes and couldn't help but smile, his smile disappeared from his face, his eyebrows frowned, and he couldn't make a channel: "...Su Shiyu?"

Su Shiyu tried to avoid his sight, but suddenly there was pain in his chin. Sandalwood slammed his face. Chu Mingyun was close to his eyes in the blink of an eye, grabbing his chin across the table case. Su Shiyu's hand braced his body in time in the case, but he let him squeeze without breaking free. Chu Mingyun exerted a little force on his hand, forcing him to look up to Chu Mingyun's eyes.

Facing each other, Su Shiyu looked into Chu Mingyun's eyes very closely and heard him coldly say: "Fake?"

"Speaking of not caring about me for two or three months, I was used to me all the way, for the sake of hurting myself a little all night without rest, just to calculate me? Since it is acting, why do you have to toss yourself like this, simply I don’t have to worry about strangling when I’m unconscious. Do you want to say that it’s too deep into the play, or is it funny because I looked at me around you, and it’s funny? What do you think of me?"

Su Shiyu's hand on the book case shuddered almost imperceptibly, slowly closing his fingers.

"But I still don't understand," Chu Mingyun lowered his body and stopped at a distance that was almost intertwined with his breath. His voice was lowered and he couldn't help but bring out three points. "Su Shiyu, you are so faithful that you can give me your body. ?"

Su Shiyu's expression froze, not making waves, but the hand covered under the robe sleeve was clenched tightly, and his fingertips fell deep into his palm.

"Why didn't you speak?" Chu Mingyun looked at him.

Su Shiyu closed his eyes and laughed lightly, "I have nothing to say."

Chu Ming Yunding looked at him, his eyes deep, speechless for a while.

There is no doubt that Chu Mingyun came with anger. Although Su Shiyu's chess failed to hurt the roots, it also caused the Chu party to suffer a heavy loss. But starting from seeing the forged letter, he couldn't help it. Thinking of these gains and losses, all he cares about is Su Shiyu's attitude.

Years of party struggles cannot be reversed overnight. He naturally understands that even if Su Shiyu wrote a fold in his face and impeached the Chu Party, he would have nothing to say. But now that you have a blind date on your skin, why bother holding a knife behind your back and conspiracy?

With Su Shiyu's words falling, this annoyance condensed into ice in the blink of an eye, and the ice thorns froze in my heart.

Chu Mingyun would not be stunned by emotions, forgetting that Su Shiyu contradicted his political views and held opposite positions. Several recent major cases are directed at both of them, and they have to deal with them together, so that the relationship can be eased, and more contacts can be made. When the miscellaneous people are cleaned up, it is still the two parties of the Chu and Su contests.

He knew clearly, but he didn't take it seriously. The power and interests could be calculated slowly, and his political opinions and positions might not be unshakable. As long as Su Shiyu liked him, everything else was just a matter of time.

...But what if this liking is actually fake?

Chu Mingyun looked at him, holding his hand not loose, but his eyes calmed down a little bit. He slowed his tone, "Chao Tang, military power, I can ignore all of these, I just ask you a word." He paused After a pause, he slowly said: "Is there me in your heart?"

Su Shiyu froze, seeming to be extremely unexpected. He couldn't help but ask: "What do you want to ask?"

"You only have to answer me, yes or no?" Chu Mingyun said.

Su Shiyu fell silent again, and Chu Mingyun waited silently for his answer. The wooden leaves outside the house were rustling, and the autumn wind blew slightly. For a long time, Su Shiyu finally revealed his true emotions quietly and unbearably. It seemed that the accumulation of depression in his lungs had been suppressed for too long. The warmth and bitterness of the heart and blood when exporting: "Do you think... should I like you?"

Chu Mingyun's face faded with the words.

Suddenly his hand on his chin tightened, and then a little further, he could easily choke Su Shiyu's neck, but Chu Mingyun let go of his hand. Su Shiyu saw that he lowered his head and could not see his expression clearly, but only the tight corners of his lips, but when he spoke again, he clearly laughed, and each word seemed to bite out from between his teeth: "Yes, yes …I forgot, I forgot your Su family for several generations of loyalty, you are even a great man, your lord is beloved, everything is very good,… how can I be like a person like me?”

Su Shiyu tried to explain what he said in an instant, but it was pressured on the tip of his tongue and silent.

He lowered his eyes, and Su Shiyu could see his long eyelashes, trembling slightly, as if fluttering wings, remembering for no reason that Chu Mingyun lifted the quilt into the night and hugged him, and lifted him in his arms. The unknown past, when Su Shiyu couldn't help but touch his head, he suddenly looked up and smiled.

He didn't feel his fingers move. At this time, Chu Mingyun's figure trembled a little, but he suddenly stepped back two steps. When he raised his head, he had recovered as usual. Looking at him, he slowly raised a cold smile, and The previous attack on Chaotang was relatively unique: "Master Su, this is really a good tool."

Su Shiyu depressed his mind and said lightly: "Thanks to Meng Zan."

Chu Mingyun withdrew his eyes and turned away indifferently, but Su Shiyu suddenly called out to stop him:

"Master Chu."

He stepped on the foot and pressed his hand against the door without turning back. The wind blew into the room through the air, and the white paper on the book case whistled softly.

Su Shiyu's voice rang behind him: "After all, you and I have been in the same dynasty for many years, and let me persuade me that it is not too late now, and I hope you can retreat from the cliff."

Su Shiyu intercepted the correspondence, so he knew what he was planning.

Chu Mingyun did not answer, and stepped away.

The study was silent for a while, Su Shiyu took a deep breath, still unable to recover, and was completely puzzled by Chu Mingyun's interrogation. At this moment, it revealed undisguisedly.

It was he who couldn't help himself, who was close to the hypocritical sweetheart, how did he come to the end, the man asked:

——"Is there me in your heart?"

Su Shiyu shook his head and smiled. When he raised his hand, he realized that Fang was too tight, his palms became numb and painful, and blood stains slowly oozed out. He took the Jinpa and wiped his hands, and Su Bai entered the study without a word, and stood in front of him with tea.

Su Shiyu glanced at him like a wooden pile, "What's wrong?"

"Subordinate, the subordinate just came over and dared not come in," Su Bai whispered: "...heard a little."

"Huh." Su Shiyu put down the Jinpa and took over the tea.

"...Why didn't the son tell the truth?" Su Bai lowered his head. "I think the son really likes Chu Taiwei..."

Su Shiyu couldn't help laughing, "How do you feel?"

None of the people Su Shiyu stayed with was not deeply thoughtful. Su Bai couldn't explain why, and he could only answer instinctively: "It's a feeling that when Mrs. Chu was there, the son was not the same as usual. "

Su Shiyu's smile gradually faded and she said softly: "Like or dislike, it is not important in itself. What matters is what consequences it will bring and whether it will be used by others."

Su Bai looked at him puzzled.

Su Shiyu paused and suddenly said: "You weren't always curious about my battle, asked secretly several times, do you want to listen?"

The fact that the son had been on the battlefield was rarely known to the Su family. The late general Su Ju wiped out the traces when he was alive, and it is strictly forbidden to mention it in the Su Mansion. Everyone gradually thinks that Su Shiyu is a boy entering the palace. With accompanying reading, and then entered the DPRK as an official, walked smoothly and smoothly.

The stewards Su Yi and Su Jue talked about a few words. Su Bai inadvertently heard it and put it on his heart. The son who always knows how to speak also shook his head. Although Su Bai didn't know why Su Shiyu suddenly mentioned this incident, he couldn't bear to miss a good opportunity and was busy: "Want to listen!"

"It's not too complicated to say," Su Shiyu thought for a while. "I was fifteen at the time, and my father resisted the invasion of the Huns. My father tried to hone me and let me lead an army alone, waiting for me and other generals. 2. But after all, he was young and had no actual combat experience. The assistant lieutenant around me taught me a lot, and I am very grateful to see him as a teacher. Later we were attracted to the Xiongnu’s troop plan, and his views were different from mine. Although I was hesitant, I couldn’t help him to persuade him to choose to believe his judgment.” He continued slightly, and then he continued: “Then I’ve been killed by all the four thousand soldiers, and only I survived to know him. It has long been a treason."

Su Bai didn't expect it to be such a painful memory. Seeing Shi Shiyu's expression was calm, he couldn't help but ask: "It must have been very dangerous at that time, how did you escape, son?"

Su Shiyu shook his head, "I didn't escape, but he wanted to save my life. One was because I was the father's son, and the other was because he felt that I looked like a little girl and was going to dedicate me to the Huns. "

"Before I reached the Huns camp, I killed him, stabbed him with seventy-one knives, and tried my best to return to the father army."

"seventy one?"

"I remember a total of seventy-one people killed by his own hands, all of whom are the most familiar and closest people around him." Su Shiyu remained silent for a while, and then slowly said: "That battle was my fault, I wrongly believed the people who shouldn’t, so I paid a price. But now, Chu Mingyun has a sense of disobedience. If I make another mistake, the price may be the whole world."

He didn't need to tell Su Bai about this, and only then did he find it more like a warning to himself.

Su Bai was shocked, "What, what? Captain Chu actually wanted to..." The word didn't dare to be spoken, and he quickly suppressed his voice, "What should the son do?"

Su Shiyu smiled faintly, "If there will be such a day, it will naturally be handled according to law."

Su Bai looked at Su Shiyu in a daze for a while, but asked in his head, "Master, are you sad?"

He couldn't help but stagnate.

Seeing him like this, Su Bai quickly recovered his glance and buried his head to add tea to Su Shiyu.

Su Shiyu lowered his eyes and whispered: "Even if it really is like that, it doesn't matter. It's just waiting for the world to calm down. I will give him one more life."

Su Bai's hands shook, and the hot tea splashed out.

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