HBWnovel Chapter 75 I have to live well.
Chapter 75 I have to live well.
During the day, he finally got the answer he wanted.
His mood at that time was indeed excited, but he was not as overly excited as Jian Lanyuan was worried.
Because this affirmative answer has lingered in his mind too many times, and he has imagined the scene when Jian Lanyuan confessed to him too many times.
Sometimes, I feel insane, but that's all.
In the end, he thought that he needed an opportunity to understand that he wanted an answer. If one day his rotten body could not heal, he must ask before he died.
Sex 1 lure?It's not that I haven't thought about it.
Although...it's weird.
Can't do it during the day.
In the business field, he handles the jokes well, and he can say a few sweet words to the prince at his fingertips.
But if he thought that the other party was Jian Lanyuan, he would immediately be so cowardly that he couldn't be more cowardly.
Then I laughed at myself-I live so divided.
The result may be that God can't stand it anymore. I don't know how long the two of them will keep teasing like this, but the opportunity has come so soon.
Don't look at being cowardly during the day, waiting for an opportunity is a good hand.
In that case, he asked this question logically, and Jian Lanyuan answered it logically.
He should have wanted to tell himself a long time ago, Bai Zhou thought so, but he didn't know why he kept not saying it.
As the steel needle as thick as a willow branch was pulled out, the smoke and dust poured into the hollow needle tube finally flowed unscrupulously into the lungs of the day.
Even though Jian Lanyuan gave first aid immediately, Bai Tian still passed out.
While unconscious, he had a dream.
In his dream, when he returned to modern times, Jian Lanyuan, dressed in a neat suit, accompanied him to a business reception in a clear and suave manner.
During the daytime, while exchanging glasses with business friends, Jian Lanyuan didn't know how many glasses of wine she blocked for him.
The reception was over, Bai Tian looked at Jian Lanyuan, and asked him with a smile: "You have always been too strong to drink, but now you practice secretly?"
Jian Lanyuan's expression changed instantly.
His face remained the same, but he only felt strange during the day.
Between the sparks, he bullied him.
His left hand wrapped around BaiZhou's waist, seeming to hold him in his arms, but in fact he was imprisoned within a square inch. Almost at the same time, his right hand grabbed BaiZhou's neck without hesitation, put his mouth next to BaiZhou's ear, and used the last Whispering in a gentle tone: "Give me back Ah Jing!"
The palms tightened.
The feeling of suffocation hit instantly, and then the world was spinning, but the dizziness was not uncomfortable.
The specious Jian Lanyuan and Bai Tian stood tightly in front of them.
He hugged him, and the two of them seemed to be wrapped in clouds and suddenly fell downwards.
Every muscle in Bai Tian's body became tighter and tighter, and the tension was pushed from the brain to the limbs.
Seeing that the heart could not bear the feeling of weightlessness, the fall stopped abruptly.
What followed was the unconscious double relaxation of the body and the brain, allowing the daytime to experience the joy of escaping from the dead, which is an indescribably wonderful and unstoppable pleasure.
At this moment, he seemed to hear a call from nowhere, and the man called him "Xiaobai!"
Jian Lanyuan in front of her eyes disappeared in an instant.
Bai Tian suddenly opened his eyes—it was the dilapidated roof of a private house, and turned his head to see a handsome and sassy figure who was busy preparing medicinal materials in front of the tea table.
The suffocation in the strange dream made the daylight unconsciously yearn for air, and he subconsciously took a deep breath, in exchange for a severe stabbing pain in his chest that was caught off guard.
The air, like a sharp claw, scratched at his lungs, making him cough uncontrollably, but what he got in exchange was a sharper pain.
During the day, he had to try his best to hold back the urge to cough, his face flushed red, and the veins on his neck swelled, like vines raging and climbing, terrifying and pitiful.
When he was feeling uncomfortable, he was hugged and pulled into his arms fiercely.
Jian Lanyuan's familiar voice was calm and gentle in Bai Tian's ear: "Breathe slowly, shallower..."
His hand caressed Bai Tian's back warmly and oppressively - no more sedative drugs as a last resort.
The smoke in the hidden weapon was pushed directly into the day's lungs, no matter how skillfully Jian Lanyuan rejuvenated, she couldn't cleanse the lungs of the day, and could only hope that the thing would be discharged along with the phlegm.
But the most troublesome thing is that that thing is a mixture of Hanhuaque and Sagegrass, and it is extremely addictive.
Jian Lanyuan hugged Bai Tian, although his voice was extremely calm and calm, but his expression was full of entanglement, resentment and distress.
However, it was not seen during the day.
With Jian Lanyuan's comfort, Bai Tian gradually calmed down.
Only then did Jian Lanyuan close her eyes slightly, take a deep breath, and when she opened her eyes again, all the negative emotions in her expression were hidden by him, leaving only the joy of the old friend finally getting to know each other.
He slowly picked up Baitian, pulled off his thin clothes to check the wound, saw that no more blood oozes from his violent cough just now, he felt relieved.
Just look at him with a smile.
There was no one else in the room.
Bai also looked at him.
Those petal-like eyes, because of the cough just now, are filled with a layer of water vapor, spring peaches moisten the rain.
It would be a bit too much to say that Chu Chu is pitiful, because in Bai Tian's eyes, there is always a trace of decisiveness that does not match his age.
It looks cold at first glance.
Only Jian Lanyuan knows that the deep meaning in Bai Tian's eyes is the self-protection in the ups and downs of greed, and the once infinite despair.
That's it, Bai Tian was seen through by his doctor Jian, in front of Jian Lanyuan, even if it was the disguise that he had become accustomed to and integrated into his bones, he couldn't hide.
In Jian Lanyuan's eyes, he is a young man who bears the pressure that does not match his age, whether it is career or body.
"Your heart... because of the long-ringed snake, can't bear the great joy and sorrow, so... I have never dared to tell you."
After all, it was Jian Lanyuan who explained first.
Bai Zhou blinked his eyes twice, and suddenly smiled.
Sure enough, this was the difference between him and Jian Lanyuan.
He once thought that Jian Lanyuan was worried about the situation, that the walls had ears, but in fact, his worry was direct and pure.
Bai Bai thought, maybe it was because of this that he cared so much about him.
Doctor Jane not only gave him the hope and joy of living, but also allowed him to grasp a piece of sincerity in the ups and downs of life in the sea of intrigue and deceit - only this person sincerely hopes that he will survive and heal him, Nothing to do with interests.
Unlike his former doctor, who was secretly entangled in the chain of interests, calculating how long he could live.
In the past, Bai Tian couldn't tell whether he liked or relied on Jian Lanyuan.
After this encounter, he made a distinction.
Dr. Jian hugged him wordlessly, put his chin on his shoulder casually, and smiled wordlessly.
Even if I die now, I have no regrets.
But, still reluctant.
So, I have to live well.
Thinking of this, Bai Zhou sat up straight, suppressed the infinite tenderness on his face, looked at Jian Lanyuan seriously, and asked in a very low voice: "Tell me the truth, am I... addicted?"
Jian Lanyuan was taken aback, Bai Tian was still so alert, his sensitivity sometimes made Jian Lanyuan feel intimidated.
Jian Lanyuan lowered her eyes, pursed her lips, and finally said after a while: "I don't know, although the drug is highly addictive, but the dose and attack cycle are still unclear," he said, raising his eyes, Looking at Bai Si, "But I will guard you, don't worry."
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The assassination of the emperor is a big event.
Even without the help of the prince during the day, neither Chen Xingning nor Chu Yanchuan would be able to make a living.
After the prince arrived, Chen Xingning withdrew and ordered the Longwu army to seal the city overnight.
After calming down, he recalled the details of the incident—the doctor exaggerated the diagnosis of Ma Chengyang's condition, and at the moment of his death, he yelled, as if he had given a signal to the already captured executioner; The one who came to the window; and the man who was ambushing outside the window...
premeditated.
Chen Xingning's methods have never been considered open and aboveboard, and he once wondered if he could be regarded as a cruel official in the hands of the day.Finally, this definition was rejected.
Because the emperor's methods from beginning to end were somewhat shameless, but in the end, compared with these methods, those people he manipulated were even more shameless.
Thinking about it this way, Chen Xingning felt calm. At most, it was considered a murder and peace, and it was okay to kill.
After the positioning is accurate, he can do things more easily, and when he returns to the palace at noon the next day, he and Chu Yanchuan have already made a general question about the matter.
Ma Chengyang really wanted to kill the emperor. He always believed that his father was upright and outspoken, but he ended up being humiliated in public.
When he was insane, he talked nonsense, hurt others and self-mutilated, and when he was sober, he kept in mind the emperor's will - once he killed himself, he would kill the six clans.
When he was almost desperate, he started business with the help of King Rui, and gradually things flourished. When everything was going well, King Rui came to the capital.
He was full of joy, thinking that if the prince could help his father to be rehabilitated, everyone would be happy.
I don't want to, I didn't even see King Rui, the old prince kicked his legs and closed his eyes.
Then, someone claimed to be King Rui's former subordinate and gained Ma Chengyang's trust. That person said that the prince's condition did not suddenly deteriorate, but the emperor's secret operation with ulterior motives.
All of this is thanks to the emperor who killed a thousand swords, and his life is to repay the debts to the Ma family and King Rui.
Hatred is out of control under such testimony.
In this way, Ma Chengyang raised money secretly in the circle of officials. He learned that there had been a series of murders in the capital a few days ago, and that the three suspects had been locked up for several days. One of them was a famous executioner at the gate of the yamen. two.
When I went to the executioner's house, it was really a blind cat and a dead mouse. The executioner hadn't returned for many days, and the old mother who lived alone was already dying. Seeing this situation, King Rui's old department told the executioner that his mother could suffer less pain before she died. , but needs his help to do something.
The so-called thing he did was to use "personal enmity" as an excuse to "slay the killer" to Ma Chengyang at the right time, and then pretended to be captured, heard the signal from another companion, and then waited for the opportunity to create chaos.
King Rui's old department had already found out that the emperor was secretly planning to attack Ma Chengyang, therefore, for Ma Chengyang, this was an excellent opportunity to put him to death and survive.
Once he succeeded, he would be able to avenge King Rui and vent his anger for his father without leaving a trace.
Going out during the day is already very low-key, and the executioners who cooperated have been kept in the dark, not knowing that the target of these people is the current Holy Majesty.
It wasn't until he heard the word "rescue him" that he became suspicious, but he was already ready.
The prince said: "What does the person who claims to be the former part of King Rui look like?"
Chen Xingning shook his head and said, "That man is very cautious, he always wears a mask."
I'm afraid that it's that person who is waiting for an opportunity by the window to kill the daylight.
What's more, there are too many variables for such a major event as the assassination to rely on the hatred of an official relative for the emperor.
Cause and effect seem logical, but in fact many places are far-fetched.
During the day and King Yuanning looked at each other, there was speculation but no evidence yet.
The hall of Chaolu was silent for a moment, the emperor was reclining on the bed, King Yuanning was sitting on a chair beside him, Chen Xingning and Chu Yanchuan were sitting in front of the tea table with hands hanging down.
At first glance, it seems like a few brothers gossip.
After a while, the emperor, who had been silent for a while, finally spoke, his voice was more ethereal than before: "It was because I revealed the news to Wen Yibin that the Hubu Shangshu and Zuodu Yushi Chaoshang joined Ma Xun and his son. Son, from the moment I revealed the news to the court, things only fermented for a day..."
At this point in his words, because the breath irritated the wounds in his lungs, he had no choice but to temporarily stop talking, breathe slowly, and endure the urge to cough.
But the remaining three in front of me, not only are there no fools, but they are all so smart that they are more intelligent than others.
They realized almost at the same time—the assassination of the emperor was just a game of snipe and clam.
Is the fisherman who benefits from Wen Yibin, the Minister of the Household Department, or the new Zuodu Yushi?