Prison Dragon

Chapter 180

After disobedient Hou left the palace, he was obviously more energetic. Although he still couldn't go out, it was much better than the depressive life in the palace before.

Yang Yuchun would find many performers to come into the mansion to entertain him. Yang Zheng is his younger sister and often stays by his side.

Yang Yuchun served the disobedient Hou almost personally. Yang Zheng said that he used to be a servant of the palace. When he was in Qi State, although Yang Yuchun was equally expensive as a general, if he was by Yang You's side, he would still serve him.

The couple are a little bit guarded against me and don't let me have too much contact with the Disobedient Marquis. In addition, they don't have too many restrictions on my freedom. Maybe they will consider His Majesty and won't make more restrictions.

I have a lot of time to go to the streets every day, and I also have a lot of time to do my own things. Yang Yuchun prepared a whole room of books for Wei Ming Hou. , Ask him what he doesn't understand.

I learned to read from the people around me. After hearing this, he said that it is not easy for a woman like me from a commoner background to be able to read, and that my talent should not be wasted.

Your Majesty once said that after the death of the younger brother of the Eighth Prince Yang Niu, his biological mother Li Fei fell ill, and he went to Yizhou alone under dangerous conditions. The prince, ten years later, became the great official of the frontier at that time, possessing the strength to compete for the world.

Why is he?

It's because of him.

I don't think anyone would refuse to get along with such a gentle and kind person. He is obviously very sick, but he always gives me a feeling that no matter what things are put in front of him, he can do his best.

No matter what changes happen, he can use the most gentle and powerful force to protect... me?

Is he protecting me?I have a vague feeling that he has always been protecting the people he thinks he should protect, even if the price he pays is himself.

The longer I get along with him, the more I feel sorry for him.

I didn't have any ill intentions towards His Majesty, but it's really embarrassing that a person who is like a celestial being has such an ending.

He would often tell me what happened behind him. His Majesty meant to bury him in his own royal tomb.Many years ago, the Marquis of Disobedience ordered to reduce the scale of the imperial mausoleum, so as not to waste money and people, so his imperial mausoleum was a bit larger than the average wealthy family, which was just suitable for his status as a subjugated king.

Every time Yang Yuchun said such a thing, he would lose his temper, and then he would be soothed by the disobedient Hou's smile.Disobedient Hou often said that life and death are fate, he has done all the things he should do in his life, after His Majesty becomes the king, the world will be stable and the people will be happy, so he has no regrets about leaving at this time.

Although Yang Yuchun didn't say anything, every time he saw his breezy expression, his face turned dark.Disobedient Hou will secretly discuss with me about the funeral objects behind his and Yang Zheng's backs.

"Actually, it doesn't matter if you're dead," Hou said with a smile, leaning against the bedside to write and draw on the paper, "but if I tell them these things again, it will be too cruel to them."

"What about me?" I looked up at him, my nose a little sore, "Your Majesty thinks I'm His Majesty's man, so don't you think these things are not cruel to me?"

Disobedient Hou obviously kept me as an outsider the whole time, but I didn't hate it.

No, it is precisely because he treats me as an outsider, as someone who has nothing to do with me, yet he can still treat me so sincerely and treat me so kindly, that I am shocked.

He blinked slowly, was a little surprised at first, and smiled at me embarrassedly, "Sorry, Mu Yun, I didn't think of this."

"Master Hou doesn't have to blame himself for everything." I shook my head, "Even if you are a god, there are things you can't consider. You are just a human being, and you can't think everything through. It's not Master Hou's fault. Lord Hou doesn't have to worry about it."

He looked down at the pen in his hand, "Don't blame the sky, don't favor others, some things are limited by your own ability, how can you say it has nothing to do with me?"

"Well," he handed me the paper, "that's all I can think of for the time being."

I rubbed his weak wrist. The things he wanted to bury with him included some daily utensils and a lot of wine, and the rest were those strange things that Yang Yuchun found for him, such as pearls and corals from the North Sea, and shadow puppets from the south of the Yangtze River. Even the handkerchief that Yang Zheng embroidered for him had to be brought in.

After he finishes writing, he still has time to worry about my future life. He always persuades me to give His Majesty a title. After all, your kindness is like the morning dew. It's easy to be messed with.

Of course, what he persuaded me the most was to let me leave the palace. He said that he had been imprisoned in the palace all his life, and he knew how dark it was. His desire was buried in the palace for a lifetime.

General Yang Yuchun came to accompany Wei Minghou every day except for going to court to handle official duties. At this time, anyone could see his feelings for Wei Minghou.The servants also began to have faint rumors.

Once when I was accompanying Yang Zheng, I happened to overhear the servants talking about the matter of Disobedient Hou and General Beihai, and at the end I expressed my pity for the lady.

To my surprise, Yang Zheng was not surprised at all. Instead, he punished those tongue-twisters, so that people were not allowed to bring up this topic again, and then, as always, went to act like a baby to the disobedient Hou and talk about some interesting topics.

It just occurred to me that Yang Zheng would not come over as long as Yang Yuchun stayed with the disobedient Hou.

Yes, we all know that.

I think that the disobedient Hou and Yang Yuchun have been kings and ministers for many years, and I am afraid they know each other very well.

But the disobedient Hou has always kept his distance. In the end, even Yang Zheng felt that he couldn't stand it anymore. He tried frequently and asked side-by-side why the disobedient Hou refused to accept Yang Yuchun. Anyway, she has no relationship with Yang Yuchun, and Yang Yuchun just married her. Just to take care of her.

I also said similar things, I know it is difficult for him to forget the dragon god, but people are going to die, so give Yang Yuchun a good thought.

Disobedient Hou shook his head, looking at the past that I didn't know, "I don't like him, and I don't know how to act. In this life, I can't pay back his love. I'm sorry for him. Now that I'm dead, I still have to carry his love and leave him alone in the world, I feel uneasy."

When he said this, Yang Yuchun happened to be eavesdropping at the door, and I silently covered the eyes of the disobedient Hou.Yang Yuchun didn't say anything after listening, knocked on the door three times as usual and came in to talk to Yang You.

The unique tacit understanding between them excluded others, and I knew in my heart that the disobedient Hou was a very assertive person, so I didn't say similar things again.

But I couldn't help but think, if there was no Dragon God, if he had met General Beihai before meeting Dragon God, would all of this be different?

Thinking about it, I laughed, without the dragon god, the disobedient Hou would not even like men.

Everyone is shaped by the surrounding environment and characters. In terms of the weight of Ao Chen in his life, maybe there is no Ao Chen, and the rebellious Hou may not be the Yang You of today.

But why Ao Chen didn't come to see him, I couldn't understand why, even if there is so much hatred, can't he forgive a person who loves him so much?

"Hate and love can't be offset." After listening to my words, Hou Wei replied in this way. At this time, he was about to die, and he was lying on the bed, breathing weakly.

God also reserved the last trace of mercy for him, even though he was sick and weak, he could not take away his demeanor, he was still neat and handsome.

"The wounds caused by hate will leave scars in my heart forever, and love can't be wiped away. Love is not happiness, it has pain, unwillingness, jealousy, and monopoly."

"In that case, what's the use of love?"

He pointed at my heart and said, "Love is salvation. People who are full of filth and sin will eventually be redeemed because of the love in their hearts."

He said here, his eyes bent into crescents with a smile, "I understand him, maybe he doesn't hate me, he just can't find a way to face me. If I were him, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to find a way to face him. The way."

"You... There are rumors that His Majesty finally took over the world because of his help. Don't you hate him?"

"I don't hate it, it's just a karma that happened 800 years ago. But I still feel a little regretful." He sighed and closed his eyes.

I thought he must be tired after talking so much, so I covered him with the quilt and left the general's mansion.

The emperor also knew the news that he was going to die, and he has been asking me to go back to the palace to report the general's movements these days.I should have quit after reporting, but I spent a night in the Yanying Hall with some discretion.

I hadn't left when His Majesty came to court the next morning, and I took something away while no one was looking.

It was an unremarkable wooden box, and it was placed in an unknown secret room he built. I am more familiar with the Yanying Hall than anyone else. I have touched the Yanying Hall up and down countless times for the safety of Your Majesty.

I took the contents of the wooden box and hurried to the general's mansion.Today's General's Mansion is a bit different, it's eerily quiet, and I secretly have a bad feeling in my heart, and my ominous premonition is about to come true.

I didn't care about etiquette, and directly broke into the inner courtyard where the disobedient Hou lived. Yang Zheng stopped me at the door.

With tears all over her face, she said, "Just let them stay for a while."

I looked into the courtyard. Today, Violent Hou was wearing a neat white robe, while Yang Yuchun had put on the armor of Qi State. There was a recliner under the poplar tree in the yard, and Violent Hou was lying in it, on his knees. There was a copy of "Spring and Autumn", and Yang Yuchun knelt beside him and talked to him in a low voice from time to time.

I looked at Yang Zheng, and she nodded at me.

My tears couldn't be restrained instantly, and they rushed out of my eyes so directly, but I still went in, and the palms holding the things were soaked with sweat.

Yang Yuchun didn't lose his temper when he saw me, and the rebellious Hou seemed to have a premonition, a gleam of joy leaped between his brows, disrupting his calm expression.

I knelt at his feet and handed him what was in my hand.

It was a black scale.

He gently stroked the scales with his fingers, looked at me with some doubts, and asked in a hoarse voice, "This is it?"

"This is Your Majesty's dragon scale. Lord Hou can..." I was choked up and speechless.

"Oh." His reaction was very strange, he didn't do anything, just kept laughing, laughing until tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.

"Ah, he's been cheating people all the time." Disobedient Hou said condemning words, but his tone was very intimate, "You've all been cheated by him."

He tapped the scales with his nails, "This is not a dragon scale."

I think General Beihai must have a lot of questions to ask, and I have too, but we didn't ask them.

Because the face of Disobedient Hou rarely showed a sunny and relaxed expression, I think he must be very happy now, even a little close to happiness.

This is not a dragon scale. The dragon god played a huge joke with us, but finally solved the mystery.

"I'm sleepy." Disobedient Hou said with a smile.

Yang Yuchun nodded, reached out to close his eyes for him, touched his forehead and cheek, "Your Majesty, sleep well."

The corners of Hou's mouth rose more and more, "I saw Neil, I'm going to play with him."

"Okay, let me say hello to the little prince."

"I know, he has always liked you very much."

I didn't dare to look any more, and fell on the knee of the rebel Hou and started to cry.

A gust of wind blew, and the leaves of the poplar trees fluttered and fell on him.