The reborn sycophant

The setting sun, the green leaves, and the dust raised under the leaves.

The donkey, the shabby cart, the weeping girl in the cart.

Zhao Ji cried sadly, those tears fell on Wei Chuyan's neck, seeped into her heart all the way, leaving a small lake in her heart.The deep love of the past and the pity of the present were intertwined, which made her sigh deeply. She reached out and took Zhao Ji's hand folded in front of her, and retreated into the carriage, taking the sad and weeping girl in my arms.

"I'm not going, I'm not going."

She wiped Zhao Ji's tears, stroked her shoulders, and looked carefully at Zhao Ji's teary eyes, as if swearing: "I will send you back to Chang'an. Have you forgotten what I said before?" , I will definitely send you back to Chang'an."

Hiccupping from crying, Zhao Ji tightly grabbed her plain skirt, her shoulders were still trembling: "Huh, you are not allowed to go back to Chang'an..."

"Okay, I won't leave, and I won't leave when I return to Chang'an."

After hearing this, Zhao Ji finally calmed down. She rubbed her eyes, stared at Wei Chuyan for a while, saw that her eyes were full of sincerity, hugged her neck again, and sobbed: "You want, you want Be my companion. I woo, I will protect you."

The accompanying reading was a consensus reached when they left Yulin, but after this incident, Zhao Ji obviously began to feel uneasy again.Wei Chuyan touched her head, let her rest on his shoulder, and kept patting her on the back. His voice was never so gentle, like the waves of the sea on a sunny day: "I do, I believe you, I believe You will protect me."

She never said the words "Don't cry", but Zhao Ji listened to these guarantees, and they were more effective than any comfort. After confirming that Wei Chuyan would not leave her, her crying gradually stopped, but Still trembling, still relying on Wei Chuyan, refusing to go down.

After all this tossing, the twilight outside became darker, Wei Chuyan simply put aside the idea of ​​walking for a while, and stayed quietly in the car to accompany Zhao Ji.

Here is still on the main road, their donkey carts are not moving, but there are still pedestrians hurrying to and fro. When the night is completely overwhelmed, there are finally fewer people. The breeze in the mountains is blowing, the trees are not moving, the leaves are moving, and the carts are moving. It didn't move, but the car curtain that had been tossed several times that day was also fluttering slightly.

Behind the car curtain, there are gentle whispers, like swallows whispering, blowing across the fields with the breeze.

"Are your eyes hurting? There is no medicine shop in the mountains, and it's not like in the palace. There is no ice here. Tomorrow... the pain will be even worse."

The clothes that the two of them wore were made of coarse linen, and they were usually worn on the body, sticking to their delicate skin. Both of them who had always made their clothes in silk would feel uncomfortable, but now Zhao Ji's eyes were crying. It was red and swollen, Wei Chuyan wiped it with the sleeve robe for her, the rough cloth rubbed against the red and swollen skin, making Zhao Ji so uncomfortable that he hid back.

"No, it doesn't hurt."

When crying loudly before, he was dominated by sad emotions. When Zhao Ji wiped his tears on Wei Chuyan's body, he didn't feel pain, but now his emotions calmed down, and the sadness in his heart dissipated. The body aches.Zhao Ji was lying in Wei Chuyan's arms, but he didn't want to admit that he was crying like this, so he held on, looking a little pitiful.

Chu Yan gave up the sleeves of her robe and wiped her tears with the back of her hand. Her movements were as gentle as a feather, barely touching the skin next to Zhao Ji's eyes. Zhao Ji didn't feel so uncomfortable after wiping it so carefully.

"You must... have worked hard."

After being quiet for a while, Zhao Ji boldly stretched out his hand in the dark, imitating Wei Chuyan, touched her face, and made Wei Chuyan look at him.

Hearing her words, Wei Chuyan's eyes were not only mild but also a little puzzled.

"It must be hard work for you to keep such a big secret, right? When you first met me, were you ever afraid?" Essentially a child who couldn't hide his thoughts from those close to him, Zhao Ji had The curiosity of a person of this age, now that the "threat" of Wei Chuyan's departure no longer exists, she regained her composure a little bit, and then began to have problems.

"......got used to."

In Zhao Ji's opinion, this may be the hardest thing, but for Wei Chuyan herself, her biggest secret is not this, but... her young and immature body Inside, it actually contained the soul of an adult.

What does it mean to be born again?It means getting used to having secrets in your heart, getting used to carrying these things alone, getting used to not letting yourself think of the person in your previous life from time to time.

But she still couldn't forget Zhao Ji from time to time.

Always, never forget.

It's like being tortured, and it's like tasting the sweetest poison in the world.She has never hated God who made her reborn. On the contrary, she is very grateful to God for being able to live another life.

So she didn't feel hard, never felt hard.

When she met Zhao Ji again, she was caught off guard. The appearance of Zhao Ji disrupted the life she had chosen for her rebirth. Like two lines destined to intersect, she met Zhao Ji again. Panicked, caught off guard, but behind all this, there is also real joy.

No matter how much she tells herself that she should avoid it, no matter how much she resists, she can never deny that, in fact, at this moment, when she and Zhao Ji are tied together again, there is a place in her heart that is cheering.

So, how can it feel hard?

"I... want to be an emperor."

Taking the phrase "getting used to it" as an excuse for Wei Chuyan to comfort others, Zhao Ji felt sorry for her.She bit her lip and thought for a long time, and finally said to Wei Chuyan an idea that had been buried in her heart these days.

She no longer wants to escape from those things.

As her words came to her ears, Wei Chuyan's arms holding her tightened, and after a while, she looked at her in surprise and joy.

In the dark, the expressions of the two of them were unclear, but it was amazing that both of them were able to receive each other's emotions.

"No, don't get me wrong. This matter... I have been thinking about it for a long time. I have been thinking about it since the day I was assassinated." Although I did have the idea of ​​​​protecting Wei Chuyan in my heart, But if Wei Chuyan misunderstood that she wanted to compete for reserves because of today's incident...

The reason for Wei's first banquet is true, but this idea has already popped up before.

She is for herself, of course for herself.

Resting on Chu Yan's shoulder again, smelling the cold fragrance that made her feel at ease, Zhao Ji explained: "I didn't want to before, because I always felt that there was still room for things to turn around. Father——my father, he is now in his prime. , although the eldest brother has been abolished, he still has so much time to choose a good successor, I always feel that my brothers and sisters will not be in such a hurry, and I can also show my attitude to them." Speaking of this , Zhao Ji smiled bitterly: "But you also saw that, as soon as that position was vacated, they couldn't wait to start attacking their own brothers and feet, those assassins...woke me up. If Ji is still deceiving herself and others, then the person who followed you and stole her life from Jingzhou, she, she doesn't want to be a fish on someone else's chopping board like these days."

"I want to be the one with the knife."

When he said this, Zhao Ji's eyes were amazingly bright.

For a moment, Wei Chuyan felt a little palpitated.

The author has something to say: one sentence in this chapter was inspired by a very serious reader who chatted with me privately last night, thank you here.

Furthermore...Miliang is so good, Kawen, in fact, I started writing it at [-] o'clock in the afternoon, and I have only written this point until now. I am afraid that you are too anxious to wait, so I posted it.

I... would like to take a leave of absence tomorrow for a day off.

But I'm not asking for leave for nothing, I'll make up the special episode tomorrow afternoon, you guys go and read my copy.