I was reborn by the emperor

The gate of Shuoyun Pavilion has been closed for the past few days, with a rusty iron lock across the middle, isolating all the disturbances outside.

During this period, Wang Fulu came three times, but was stopped outside. Through the thick door, Xu Lianlang's voice sounded muffled, "Wang Gonggong, don't bother me anymore. What you think is not what I want. There is no relationship between you and me." The fate of father and daughter, I hope everyone cherishes it."

Her eyebrows were cold, and she was no longer polite in her words, "Elder-in-law, don't pretend to be smart, let alone make up your own mind."

With a "wow", she pushed the door vigorously, the chain slammed, and the sound was quite ear-piercing.

She didn't know how much Wang Fulu was involved in Li Ri's father-in-law's affairs, and whether he planned it, but he was the one who started the matter.

How risky is Li Rigong's approach, he almost died.Take your own life to draw out the tyranny hidden deep in Lu Jieming, the boundary between life and death is at a critical moment.

Life and death are important matters, and should not be used as a joke, nor should it be used as an introduction.

If there is still Wang Fulu's guidance... Xu Lianlang just felt that he really didn't need to talk to Wang Fulu anymore.

Without the incident of Wang Fulu, Lu Jie would not have used such a radical method to force Lu Jie to reveal his vicious temper, let alone such a thing would have happened.

After quickly chopping up the mess, she just wanted to go back and see Gu Lu Jieming.

Lu Jieming had been suffering from a high fever for three consecutive days, and the fever was so bad that he couldn't see what he was doing.

His whole body was tense, and cold sweat was pouring out endlessly. The young man's fair skin was covered with a fine layer of sweat, moist and moist, like a porcelain doll, beautiful and delicate, but if he didn't pay attention, it would shatter.

The edges and corners he shattered will deeply penetrate into the palms of others.

He was ill, Xu Lianlang's complexion didn't get any better.

After the short conversation that night, he got her promise and completely relaxed, his physical condition took a turn for the worse, out of control.

As if he wanted to vent out the pain accumulated over the past few years at once, relying on someone to take care of him, he no longer resisted stubbornly, and let the high fever invade his body regardless.

Xu Lianlang squatted down and gently applied the medicine to him. The palm marks on his face were too heavy. They swelled up and then receded, revealing his thin bones. Since when, the flesh around his cheeks has disappeared. The childish cheeks are fleshy, and the profile of the face is clear and resolute.

Xu Lianlang burst into tears again, she wiped his forehead for him, the tears ran down her cheeks to the boy's forehead.

At the moment when the tears fell, Lu Jieming, who had been in a coma for three days, finally opened his long and narrow phoenix eyes.

Just now when I opened my eyes and saw Xu Lianlang, I just smiled: "Sister, I dreamed that you left, it's so good, you're still here when I wake up."

He shrugged his nose, pulled out a cute smile, raised his slender fingers, and touched the corners of Xu Lianlang's eyes with pale fingertips, "When my sister cries, my heart hurts to death."

He took Xu Lianlang's icy cold hand and held it in his own. It was warm and delicate. He had a fever and his body was hot, but he was afraid of the cold.

Xu Lianlang's hands were cold, she wanted to take them out.

The sick young man was so strong that she couldn't move half an inch, so she could only whisper, "My hands are cold, and you still have a fever, so you are afraid of the cold."

"My sister's cold, I am not afraid."

It was obviously such a sentence, with a shameful atmosphere and a slutty tone, but he was so sincere and focused, as if he really wanted to hold his heart in front of her.

Xu Lianlang surrendered, and slowly relaxed his fingers, allowing him to hold him until he saw the slightly raised thin lips land on the back of his hand.

A dragonfly touches the water and kisses the back of the hand.

Xu Lianlang was taken aback. She kissed him, and he kissed her. The subject of the initiative was different, and the meaning of it also changed.

Xu Lianlang is 16 years old, just a good age, just the age to be sensitive to the affairs of men and women, how can he not be flustered by the kiss of the opposite sex.

Although, Lu Jieming is still such a thin boy.

She struggled in a panic, but Lu Jieming didn't allow her to move, and sat up straight, pulling her in front of him.

At some point, her hand got around the back of Xu Lianlang's head, pressing down, making her approach him step by step.

When the four eyes met, the boy's eyes were wet, and his cheeks were red because of the high fever. He looked tired and his body was seriously overdrawn, but his words were cheerful.

"Sister, I will learn to be a good brother, and learn to be a brother like Xu Lianpo."

Unexpectedly, after he had a high fever, he said such a sentence.

Because she said that he used her as his own brother, so he learned what his own brother should do.

He is obstinate and stubborn, always banging his head against the south wall, and what he has been thinking about for three days with high fever is her words.

Suddenly, Xu Lianlang suddenly felt that he had nothing to worry about.

What he wants to express is very straightforward and simple, it has nothing to do with romance, love, and family affection, it's all about you and me.

Brother and sister.

Kiss on the back of the hand, precious and important, supreme status, only given to you.

If kissing is a way of showing intimacy, there should exist between them.

Forehead, back of hand.

Lu Jieming slept for too long, Xu Lianlang's soup contained sleeping ingredients, he drowsy after drinking it, but he didn't want to sleep, so he tugged at Xu Lianlang's sleeve and brought the topic to himself.

He rubbed Xu Lianlang's arms, like a kitten, so clingy.

"I was also scared when I killed someone for the first time, but that moment was fun. I can handle those corpses well, and no one will go into it. Over time, I get used to it, and sometimes I can't control myself. As soon as the thought came up, I felt excited when I saw blood." His eyes were dim, and there was sarcasm and pain in his eyes.

He looked up at Xu Lianlang, "It's the same for Li Ri this time... I wanted to kill him the first time he told you to let you leave Shuoyun Pavilion."

Xu Lianlang frowned, "It's so early!"

Lu Jieming nodded in response, "But I endured it because I think you care about him."

"This time, I can't help it anymore, I can't control myself." His forehead was wet with cold sweat, Xu Lianlang took a handkerchief to wipe it for him, he raised his chin, and his Adam's apple rolled.

"I often think whether this is right or wrong. Even yesterday I felt that I did nothing wrong. They came to provoke me first, and I was just protecting myself. They are all damned, but there are always innocent people. Like Li Father-in-law, like the servant girl in the dining hall, I understand that their crimes are not worthy of death, but I just want their lives." His eyes were full of confusion, and he tried to analyze himself, "My father is the king of a country. , The words on his lips are, I would rather kill ten thousand by mistake than let one go, his blood is flowing in my body, and people are not very kind."

"Sister, am I dying? My concubine can't control her madness, and I can't control killing one day. I don't know right or wrong, and I don't have a sense of right and wrong. I can't get rid of what I carry in my bones."

Xu Lianlang shook his head, supported his neck, and told him to lie back, "You are very kind, I haven't told you, it's the first time I saw you, what you did..."

All kinds of Zhongyuan palace banquets were thought to have become yellowed pages in memory, but they didn't realize it. If you really want to remember, every detail is vivid and vivid.

The little prince's every move is still in front of his eyes.

She smiled softly, pointed at his sleepy eyelashes, and said, "Your Highness is still the same His Highness, the only change is that he looks better."

"Go to sleep, Your Highness."

Lu Jieming still refused, his dark pupils were too heavy, and during the groggy intervals of the past few days, the sharp hostility in his chest that was about to be pierced disappeared completely because of Xu Lianlang's company.

His brows and eyes became gentle, he wanted to try to change, and wanted to change towards the way she wanted.

After all, she took him as her younger brother.

She already had a real brother, how could he, an unrelated foreign brother, keep her attention? He had been thinking about it for three days, and he could only be more obedient, more obedient.

Xu Lianlang also lay down on her side, hugging him through the quilt, she said softly, "Your Highness, don't punish yourself with other people's mistakes."

"They threatened your life. You swung the butcher's knife in order to survive. You are not wrong. But some people have bad mouths. For one reason or another, they taunted you, stepped on you, and touched you. If you want Isn't it unfair that they are paying the same price as those before them?"

The head in her arms nodded, and her hair curled up, touching the opening of her clothes.

She patted him on the back and coaxed him to sleep, "So, it's okay for your Highness to be wrong. We've taken a wrong path. Let's keep going. I'll lead you. You must follow closely. You can always find the right path. "

"Your Highness, instead of punishing that person after he made a mistake, it's better to use all kinds of threats to lure him not to make mistakes from the beginning. You were born kind, but the past two years have been too hard."

He was extremely sleepy, and under Xu Lianlang's deliberately soft voice, the sleepiness swept over him crazily. He couldn't hold on any longer, and muttered, "I will be good."

Xu Lianlang lowered his eyes, sad and loving, "Okay."

In the past few days, the news of the Seventh Prince’s illness has spread out for some reason. The old palace people in the Rehe Palace have passed the time of curious and gossip. When they heard the news, they just sighed, "Your Highness, can you gossip?" Can't survive?"

Some people sigh, and naturally some people gloat.

Nowadays, too many children die in their infancy, coupled with the situation in the Shouting Cloud Pavilion...they exchanged glances with each other, and felt that they probably couldn't hold on anymore...

Zhang Cheng has been wandering around for the past few days, and just after seeing off Wang Fulu who was in a hurry to be ordered to return to the palace, he heard the palace people whispering about this matter in private.

He stroked his beard, pricked up his ears, and listened carefully.

Hearing the general idea, he jumped three feet high, and said to the maids: "Quickly tell the old man, what happened to the Seventh Prince, everyone can't bear to walk around."

"My beloved apprentice, my beloved apprentice!" He babbled non-stop, while running towards the towering cloud pavilion at high speed.

Zhang Cheng has a bookish air about him, especially when he is silent, he is more pedantic, so when he stood in front of Xu Lianlang and said that he wanted Lu Jieming to take care of him at his residence, Xu Lianlang was still bluffed Living.

She couldn't turn the corner, so she said to Lu Jieming, who rolled up her sleeves in the room and was about to show off her skills to please her sister's cooking, "Your Highness, are you going? He said that he has food, clothing, medicine and fun there. Healing your disease can also make you gain ten catties."

"I think it's a good deal. Are you going?"

The author has something to say: Xu Lianpo: It's just outrageous, somehow it is regarded as a competitor... Wait, is it also regarded as a role model? ? ?

Everyone, I'm here again to explain.

Lu Jie is still young next year, if he dares to kill people now, it will be terrifying if he is older.

Those people are indeed damned, but there are always exceptions. Now the exceptions are only a small part, but as he becomes more and more disregarded and unconstrained, those exceptions become the norm.

So someone who made him take care of and who could restrain him appeared.

It's not that he won't kill him in the future, but let him work hard not to develop such a devilish temper.

The boundary between self-preservation and indiscriminate killing is stuck here.

故事还在继续，谢谢大家的留言！！！感谢在2020-12-16 23:59:29~2020-12-17 23:58:35期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Chun Chun 1;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles can be expected in the future;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!