Prison Dragon

Chapter 151

Yang You tried his best to open his eyes a little, but he could only see the boots of three people, and two pairs of black boots were embroidered with dragon patterns.

He heard Ao Chen say: "Yang Yan asked me to come. After all, we are friends and have known each other for decades. He wants me to have a good talk with you. If you still want longevity, we don't need to talk."

Yang Shuo smiled and said, "Let's not talk about that. After so much time, I also want to understand that immortality is really meaningless. Even if I can live for 1000 years, neither can the people around me. What's the point of living alone. That's all. Forget it, when you come back this time, you will live in the palace, and the temple promised to you will be built soon, and you can move there when the time comes. From now on, everyone will live in harmony. As for this assassin..."

Yang You was in so much pain that his consciousness was blurred. He felt that someone came over and pulled out the sword on his neck, but it brought more tearing pain. The warm blood soaked his whole body, but his body temperature became colder and colder.

In the hazy field of vision, a white light flashed, his field of vision spun, and finally rolled into a corner, watching his headless corpse being trampled under Yang Shuo's feet.

Yang Shuo looked at him, the sword in his hand was dripping with blood, "Princess Lanxi, Zhou Guo, you will die with peace."

……

Yang You was trembling all over, finally waking up from the severe pain, just when he opened his eyes, he saw Yang Xiu's face very close, his hands kept patting his face, anxiously calling his name.

It took Yang You a long time to come back to his senses, and subconsciously touched his throat. There was no piercing flying sword, no cut wound, and no gurgling blood.

Everything was a fragile dream, he gasped and grabbed Yang Xiu's sleeve, but he didn't know what to say.The darkness and despair of dying submerged him like a tide, but he could only recede slowly.

Yang You was shivering all over, so Yang Xiu had no choice but to take off his clothes and put it on him, put one arm around him, patted his back lightly, and whispered his name like a child, "Yang You, Yang Woo..."

Yang Xiu heard people say that shouting like this can bring back his soul.

The cold sweat on Yang You's face dripped down along the curve of his face. He just sat for a while, and the clothes behind his back were already wet. The pain of being cut off still lingered on his neck, and it seemed that under the intact skin was With broken bones and limbs, he couldn't help retching a few times, unable to support his body and fell on the ice.

"Your Majesty!" Yang Xiu knelt beside him and said anxiously.

Yang You waved his hand, indicating that he was fine, closed his eyes and rested for a while.

The moment when Yang Shuo raised his sword and beheaded was still lingering in his mind. Yang You swallowed the salty taste of blood in his mouth, and asked in a hoarse voice, "What happened to me just now?"

Yang Xiu anxiously said: "Your Majesty stood still just now, and I thought you were in a daze, but who knew you fell asleep standing up, so I didn't dare to move you, so I had to watch on the sidelines. Then you suddenly called out, and from now on Down, I didn't let you fall because I supported you. Is Your Majesty having a nightmare?"

Yang Xiu didn't say anything, just now Yang You's expression was very ferocious, like a ghost seeking his life, Yang Xiu had only seen such an expression on one type of person.

——Those prisoners who were tortured to the brink of death in the imperial prison.

Yang You secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but fortunately he didn't say anything revealing, he asked again: "Lao Liu, do you know that there was a concubine named Lanxi during the reign of Emperor Gaozu?"

Yang Xiu should be familiar with the secret history of the palace. Sure enough, Yang Xiu nodded and said, "Why did your majesty suddenly ask her?"

Yang You opened his eyes, and the blood red in the corners of his eyes slowly faded, "It's nothing, I just want to ask, is there anything special about her?"

Yang Xiudao: "Lanxi is a princess from the previous dynasty. Because of the war, she was displaced among the people. She was displaced since she was a child. Later, the prince of the Zhou Dynasty wanted to ask Emperor Gaozu to keep the royal family of the Zhou Dynasty, so he found five beautiful princesses to dedicate to Emperor Gaozu. Lanxi The princess was found from the people at that time, and was later dedicated to Gaozu. Of the five imperial daughters, only Princess Lanxi was favored and granted the title of Concubine Lan."

After he mentioned this point, Yang You also remembered this period of history.

Yang You paused, and said, "The prince of the Zhou Dynasty doesn't want to live in idling, the one he sent to the palace is an assassin."

"That's right," Yang Xiu nodded, "Princess Lanxi later assassinated Emperor Gaozu and almost succeeded. King Han rescued him in time, which saved Emperor Gaozu from a bloody catastrophe. The Nine Clans collected the heads of the royal family of the Zhou Dynasty and piled them into a giant tower at the south gate of Lidu. The royal family of the Zhou Dynasty did not even have a single baby left. However, Gaozu’s move also caused a lot of criticism, so most historians of later generations commented on this matter. The words are vague, an emperor was furious after being stabbed by a woman, his face was dull, and even Princess Lanxi was hidden by historians."

Yang You touched his neck subconsciously, and after making sure that his body was intact, he got up with Yang Xiu's support and left the ice room.They had just walked a few steps, and the bloody pattern floating on the ice surface disappeared, only Yang Xiu's blood remained.

"This..." Yang Xiu was shocked again, he looked at Yang You, Yang You seemed to be not surprised by this.

Yang You said with a smile, "It's just a trick, don't take it too seriously. Let's go."

Yang You left silently in his heart, and led Yang Xiu out of the ice room. When Yang Xiu resigned, he specifically told him, "You know how to say it?"

Yang Xiu kowtowed and saluted, "I didn't see anything today.",

Yang You nodded in satisfaction, watched Yang Xiu leave, and then walked out of the Xuanzheng Hall through the side door.

It was late, the night wind was a bit cool, and there was no moon, so the stars in the sky were particularly eye-catching.Yang You stood under the sky, looking at the Milky Way, so many stars, who have seen the vicissitudes of the world, are still hanging brightly in the sky.

But the world has long changed.

He couldn't help but wonder what the Gaozu brothers and Ao Chen experienced day and night 800 years ago, which caused him to struggle today.

If he hadn't been naughty when he was a child, and hadn't met Ao Chen by accident, Ao Chen would have looked down on him as an emperor.

Or in the subsequent relationship, he and Ao Chen did not have more affection...

Is everything different?

Ao Chen will sleep there forever, die unknown, live in the legend, and he can be the emperor with peace of mind.

Maybe he didn't become the emperor in the end, but became a prince, died in a certain conspiracy, and finally became a name in the history books, attached to the biography of a certain emperor of Qi State, with a few additions.

But there are no ifs, they are buckled one by one, and by accident, they have come to where they are today.

Yang You walked back to the bedroom in a daze, and Ruifang asked someone to boil water for him to take a bath.

Yang You had wounds he had cut on his hands, and he didn't want others to see and cause trouble, so he dismissed everyone, took off his clothes and went into the bathtub.

He buried his face under the water and held his head until he couldn't breathe. The water on his eyelashes got into his eyes, and he left a line of tears uncomfortably and coughed a few times.

A dry and clean square handkerchief was handed over, and it was wiped carelessly on his face, Ao Chen said: "What did you do tonight, I haven't found anyone for a long time."

He said and threw the handkerchief into the tub.

Only then did Yang You realize, "Are you waiting for me all afternoon?"

"I figured out the next court time, but you weren't there, so I went back." Ao Chen said as he brushed the water on his upper back that was exposed in the air.

Yang You's mind was filled with confusion, those dreams that he had seen with his own eyes were passing by in front of his eyes one after another, were they real illusions, or predestined historical facts?He didn't understand why he had to be clear about so many things.

Wouldn't it be great if unlocking the formation was as easy as opening a lock with a key?

He doesn't need to worry about the story behind the key, he just needs to insert the key into the lock and twist it lightly.

Ao Chen saw the wound on his hand, the blood scab was soaked in hot water and softened, he clasped it very lightly, as if it was tickling, "Why is there a wound?"

"It's nothing." Yang You suddenly put his hand under the water, "It got caught by accident."

The wound looked like a knife cut, and Yang You didn't know who to lie to.

Ao Chen narrowed his eyes and looked at him, "Is there something you are hiding from me?"

"No." Yang You felt a dull pain in his chest, wiped off the water droplets on his shoulders with his hands, and stared at the barrel with his head down.

He thought Ao Chen would ask questions.

He hoped that Ao Chen would ask more questions. Ao Chen's best question would make him speechless, extremely embarrassed, and shameless, forcing him to tell the past he had seen, forcing him to passively tell the story of what happened in the ice room. The secret, forcing him to unravel the formation.

Are you not a god?Yang You thought, you can threaten me, you can use force, witchcraft, or God's power to coerce me...

But Ao Chen didn't, didn't ask anything, didn't do anything.

At this time, he suddenly became very reasonable, as if he knew that Yang You didn't want to say those things, he sighed and said, "That's fine, I believe you have a sense of proportion."

He squeezed Yang You's shoulder, "Get up, the water will be cold later."

Yang You stood there blankly, "You don't want to ask anymore?"

"Don't ask." Ao Chen said with a smile, "Everyone has a secret, if I really don't want to tell it, how can I ask it? If you want to tell it, you don't need to ask it."

Yang You stared at his face, Ao Chen turned around to give him room to get up and change clothes.

Yang You suddenly said, "I..."

Ao Chen turned around, "Huh?"

Yang You's face changed again and again, and finally said: "I'm hungry."

Ao Chen raised his eyebrows, "Ask your grand lady to ask for it, or you want to eat..."

He pointed to himself with a finger.

Yang You looked at him quietly, "It doesn't seem to be the case?"

Ao Chen came over, and Yang You cooperatively reached out, asking him to hug him and put him on the bed.

Ao Chen found a handkerchief and tied Yang You's mouth, and whispered in his ear, "Hold on, there are still people outside the hall."

Yang You nodded.

The candlelight was dim, covered by the thick bed curtain, Yang You dried his hair and lay flat, Ao Chen was sleeping beside him.

After a while, Ao Chen raised his hand to hold him down, and murmured: "Aren't you tired? If you don't sleep, you will go to court."

He grabbed it easily, and Yang You came into his arms, with most of his body pressed down by him, Yang You suddenly smiled, "I can't sleep, let's chat."

Ao Chen opened his eyes and kissed his forehead, "What are you talking about?"

"Talk..." Yang You thought for a long time, and finally said, "Talk about the things you still remember, things from a long time ago, things when you didn't meet me."