armyinform Chapter 51.For whom does the spirits enter the throat
Chapter 51.For whom does the spirits enter the throat
Chapter 51．For whom does the spirits enter the throat
On the first day of the new year, the sound of firecrackers seemed to go on all night in Wangcheng.
Before dawn, the temples outside Wangcheng Mountain also sounded more distant and vigorous bells. The bells were long and quiet, as if they could calm people's hearts.
However, for people with hangovers, it is simply too painful.
With disheveled hair, Shao Yan sat on the edge of the bed in a daze and muttered, Jiang Xing and the housekeeper hurried in, poured water, and stuffed cotton in his ears.
He drank a lot of wine in the palace last night, and now he has a splitting headache. Shao Yan pressed his head and said in a daze, "Where is Luoer, I want to drink the hangover tea he made, and I want to hug him. Where are we going?" Already!"
The old butler smiled and pressed Shao Yan to the bed, covered him with a quilt, and coaxed, "I'll send someone to look for it, my lord, sleep a little longer, Mr. Chen will come right away."
Shao Yan closed his eyes and fell asleep again in a blink of an eye.Jiang Xing looked at the housekeeper in surprise, and coaxed the Prime Minister to sleep like a child, which is fine.
He asked the butler with his eyes if he needed to look for Mr. Chen, and the old butler shook his head, "Mr. Chen went out early in the morning, and the cat is still asleep in my room. I guess Mr. Chen won't be back for a while, so let your lord take care of it." Just rest. They are all children, so they won’t bark if they play a little drunk.”
Han Xu stretched her waist in the courtyard, Jiangyue sat beside him, holding a sword and looking at him, Han Xu hooked his fingers at him, "Young master looks good, right?"
Jiangyue shook her head seriously, and said word by word, "Brother is the prettiest."
Han Xu was taken aback, and laughed with his hands on his hips, "You two look exactly alike, so just praise yourself and forget it."
Hearing the voice, Jiang Xing hurried over to protect his younger brother, staring at Han Xu cautiously with a pair of clear eyes.
Han Xu was bored, curled his lips, sat down, and poured himself a cup of hot water, "The Prime Minister is still asleep? The sky is about to fall, so you know how to sleep!" He raised his head angrily and drank the water in the cup, "Where's Chen Huanluo?"
"Grandpa the housekeeper said it." Jiang Xing replied.
Han Xu rolled his eyes, turned around and jumped out lightly, "I'll go out for a walk too!"
The clerk in the porcelain shop leisurely wipes the blue and white porcelain vase with a rag, and the lotus pond fish play on the vase is vivid and lifelike.
In the not-so-bright room, Chen Huanluo stared at the lacquered tabletop, unconsciously clenched his hands hidden under his sleeves, trembling non-stop, revealing the eagerness of his master.
Bai Zhaoyu lifted the curtain and came in, before she could sit down, she listened, "I want to meet them."
He turned around and sat in the main hall, holding a palm-sized vase in his hand. The outside was painted red, and he put it on the handle to play with. He raised his eyebrows, but he didn't express much, "The prince didn't agree."
"If you send a letter to your husband, he will tell the lord that I just want to see them, and I won't let them find me." Chen Huanluo showed anxiety, and the thoughts in his eyes were frank and unintentional, never revealing his emotions like this.
Ever since I saw that letter last night, I have been tossing and turning, unable to sleep at night, it was only two words, only those two words, but the thoughts that were suppressed in my heart suddenly spread wildly like withered vines.
He could hardly restrain himself, he just wanted to see it with his own eyes, just one side.
"My lord will come to Wangcheng in a few days. You can beg your lord yourself, why bother begging me so lowly." Bai Zhaoyu smiled, narrowed her eyes slightly, completely ignoring Chen Huanluo's eagerness.
"I can't wait, the prince promised me to let me see them."
"But now is not the time."
"When will it be possible? I've been waiting for a long time! I just want to see my mother." Chen Huanluo couldn't help but punched the lacquered table hard, his hands were red and painful, but the pain couldn't be more painful than his crazy growing thoughts.
"Who am I, Mr. Chen, long time no see." The skinny and ferocious man walked in with a grin, with a stench of corruption on his body, Fang Tanjian glanced at Bai Zhaoyu, "Mr. Chen, I am anxious to see you who?"
"Hehe", Bai Zhaoyu laughed, and jokingly said, "Master Fang, the kid is just homesick." He poured a cup of tea sideways, and pushed a box of dark things on the table to him.
Seeing Fang Tanjian, Chen Huanluo recalled the slippery, dry, rotten snake-like feeling he touched on his hand that day. He looked at the two indifferent people opposite him, and the suppressed longing in his heart turned into a cloud of anger, faintly Dyed eyes.
Fang Tanjian pursed his lips, shrugged the skin hanging on the skeleton, and said to Bai Zhaoyu, "Homesick? It should be. However, I can see something more interesting, Mr. Chen."
Bai Zhaoyu smiled knowingly, and stood up, "It's indeed a more interesting thing, Huan Luo might as well follow Master Fang to have a look."
What he said was absolute and dangerous, like a boa constrictor sticking out its bright red letter.
The two of them pulled Chen Huanluo indiscriminately, Bai Zhaoyu stood beside him without giving him any possibility to turn around, Fang Tanjian stretched out his hand and touched Chen Huanluo's acupuncture points.
What smelled from the tip of his nose was a greasy stench, and there was a low, depressing roar coming from his ears, and the smell of corruption penetrated his facial features, making Chen Huanluo want to vomit.
Fang Tanjian unlocked his acupuncture points, but he dared not open his eyes.
He knew what it was.
Nightmarishly hideous.
"Why, open your eyes and look at your masterpiece? You gave this medicine, but I didn't expect the effect to be so amazing." Fang Tanjian's deep and hideous voice was like an invisible rope wrapped around Chen Huanluo's thin body, making him almost unable to breathe. breathe.
Bai Zhaoyu's laughter seemed to come from hell.
Chen Huanluo closed his eyes tightly, his body trembling.
Roar--
Roar--
"Open your eyes!" Shouted sharply, causing Chen Huanluo's body to tremble suddenly, he slowly opened his eyes, his stomach was burning.
This is hell.
Nailed to the wall behind him by a thick chain piercing through his wrists, hanging human figures screaming in pain. Their bodies were shattered, and black and red blood flowed from the rotten skin, giving off a stench. Into a pool of pus and blood.
vomit--
He hadn't eaten anything in the morning, only the strong acid churning in his stomach made him want to throw up everything in his body.
Bai Zhaoyu patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Look, how perfect these people are, the medicine you made according to the prescription provided by Master Fang is simply perfect."
Chen Huanluo's face was pale, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, and his stomach throbbed.
Bai Zhaoyu said, "Your hands were stained with their blood, how can you have the face to see your family again? Huan Luo, can people like us still talk about family? Do you think you are worthy?"
During the New Year, the winter sun shone warmly on the streets of Wangcheng. Near noon, the smoky sunlight printed the shadows of the branches on the ground.
Han Xu held a bunch of bright red candied haws in his hand, and played while eating, looking left and right, laughing and dodging the firecrackers set by the children.
He looked around with round eyes, extremely energetic, and his eyes lit up when he saw the person he was looking for.
Chen Huanluo was covered in cold sweat, his face was pale, and his face was even paler and weaker when the sun shone on it.
"Hey, Mr. Chen, I've been out so early in the morning." Han Xu greeted him, gritted his teeth in his heart, that bastard Shaoyan, the person who watched him, didn't worry about his own affairs, he must be the one who died the worst.
Chen Huanluo looked up at him, his eyes were bloodshot, and his body exuded despair and sorrow. He closed his eyes and asked softly, "Do you know where wine is sold?"
In the restaurant, Han Xu frowned, licked the candied haws, stepped on the stool with one foot, and asked, "Hey, what's wrong with you?"
The young man on the opposite side was thin and desperate, and he didn't know how to drink, but he poured bowl after bowl into his mouth. The spicy wine burned in his heart and lungs, and the pain was unbearable. The red blood in his eyes filled his cold eyes.
He raised his head slightly and said blankly, "I don't deserve to see them again, I can't see them"
The elder brother who sneaked up the mountain to celebrate his birthday when he was a child, and the mother who carefully made clothes for him under the oil lamp through the cracks in the doors and windows.The road on the mountain is so difficult, my brother's legs are not good, and he always runs to see him when people are not paying attention. He is so thin, and the thin Chen Huanluo is always worried that his brother will fall off the mountain and break his bones.
His mother is so beautiful, coarse linen clothes are better than silk and satin, she is always so gentle, waving at him from a distance, he has always wanted his mother to hug him, but from the beginning of his memory, that gentle and kind None of the women hugged him.
The spirits in his mouth turned into bitterness that could not be erased. He was the dirtiest person for those roars and words that kept lingering in his mind. His brother and mother were the best, kindest and gentle people he had ever met.
Chen Huanluo held down his aching lungs and coughed out the spirits loudly. He smiled blankly, his body trembled, and he slowly closed his eyes and fell down.
Yes, I can't see you yet, I haven't killed those people yet, and I can't let my brother and mother suffer in vain.
In the high-walled compound, in the imperial palace, the servants had already prepared lunch. The emperor read a letter carefully, and accepted it when he was satisfied. Grandpa will be back soon."
Mu Qing bowed low, "Yes."
Shao Yan sat lazily on the back of the chair with his head raised, his eyes glazed over. He obviously drank too much last night and didn't remember anything. He held a yellow-white hair ball in his palm. It shook its ears and touched it with its small paws. Touched Shao Yan's finger.
Fiddle with it, no response.
Mao Tuan opened his mouth that he thought was huge, revealing two fangs like rice beans, and bit it down.
Then stupidly stared at the place where he had bitten with his small black round eyes.
Hey, so hard, numb, he can't bite his hand!
Shao Yan has practiced martial arts since he was a child, and his hands are covered with thick calluses. It's no wonder that his teeth, which are small and white with hairballs, can bite.
Choo Choo Choo!
The fake kitten whimpered dissatisfied, and wanted to eat delicious food!
The housekeeper hurriedly brought sober tea and food, "It's hard, don't drink it next time."
Shao Yan said oh, then turned his head, "Where are you?"
"Going out, I'll be back later", the butler just said, when he heard the movement at the door, he said with a smile, "No, I'm back."
The old butler rushed to open the door, and was taken aback, "Mr. Han, why did you take Mr. Chen to drink?"
Han Xu dragged and hugged Chen Huanluo all the way back, sweating all over, feeling wronged, and yelling loudly, "I don't want to drink with him, it doesn't matter to me if he gets drunk, butler, you're biased."
Shao Yan strode over, threw the hair ball into the butler's arms, carried the drunk and unconscious person into the mansion, put Chen Huanluo on the big armchair in the hall, and fed him the sobering tea that hadn't moved yet. Enter Chen Huanluo's mouth.
"Hey, Luo Er, drink some water and you won't feel bad."
cough cough-
Chen Huanluo clenched his teeth tightly, leaned against Shao Yan's arms and coughed fiercely, his face was as pale as paper, but he couldn't spit out anything, his forehead was covered with cold sweat.
Shao Yan raised his eyes, and Han Xu was startled by the anger in his eyes.
"I really didn't let him drink it!"
"Why are you with him!"
Han Xu complained, waved his hands, and sat across from them, "I just want to see where he has been. I met him on the street just outside the house. He really wants to drink."
"Please doctor!" Shao Yan said urgently, just as the old housekeeper was about to move, Jiang Xing jumped out and disappeared.
meow, chirp——
The hairy ball circled around Chen Huanluo, humming and chirping, wanting to jump up, but it didn't dare to approach, its small nose kept sniffing at the hem of Chen Huanluo's clothes, and its small black round eyes were frightened.
Cough cough--
Cough, vomit——
Chen Huanluo's body was hot, coughing and retching non-stop, his complexion was frighteningly pale, his breathing was weak, and his body smelled strongly of alcohol. Shao Yan kept holding him in worry and kept talking.
The tears in the corners of the eyes of the person in his arms made him feel pained, he was crying, crying in his arms.
The whispering whisper made Shao Yan's pupils turn red.
mother-
I want you.