Kuaiwen: I ran away after making the boss cry.

Chapter 393 The sickly beauty Emperor Master vomited blood again 42

As the emperor's master, Yun Chen was already thoughtful, but now his mood was even more sensitive.

Zhou Jiuzhi's deliberate avoidance made Yun Chen even more disgusted and hated himself even more.

[System 112: Wuwuwuwuwuwu, you won’t know that he loves you until you die! ]

[Yun Chen: ...Tiandao, earmuffs, thank you. ]

Except for teaching Zhou Jingzhi, Yun Chen was depressed all the time.

As time passed, he couldn't even eat much. Every time he coughed, he would choke on blood foam, staining his white handkerchief red.

Precious medicinal materials are constantly being sent to the capital from various places, but Yun Chen is still getting weaker day by day.

Zhou Jiuzhi waited until he fell asleep before coming in. He warmed his hands and kneaded his knees and limbs, trying to save him from suffering as much as possible.

[Yun Chen: My dear, how long can I live? ]

[System 112: Your low mood will affect the package a little, and it can last for more than ten days at most. ]

[Yun Chen: Well, that’s enough. ]

Zhou Jingzhi learns things quickly. Even if he can't understand it for a while, he will write it down, study it hard when he goes back, and summarize it into valuable questions to ask Yun Chen.

Zhou Jizhi is very similar to the Emperor Wu in history books.

But after he pacified the south of the Yangtze River and firmly intimidated the northern Xinjiang, the steady Zhou Jingzhi was actually more suitable to be a monarch.

Yun Chen taught everything he knew and was exhausted to the extreme.

On this day, he was taking an exam on Zhou Jingzhi, when suddenly his vision went dark and he lost consciousness.

But soon, Yun Chen was awakened by the pain in his heart.

He gritted his teeth and was about to fight against the familiar pain when he suddenly felt his body light up and being picked up. When he raised his eyes, he met the emperor's red eyes.

Zhou Jiuzhi was afraid of scaring him, so he said warmly: "You are tired. I will carry you in to rest. Wang Suxi will be here soon."

Yun Chen's heart suddenly tightened, and the pain was so painful that he couldn't breathe.

People who are approaching their end may have some kind of feeling. Yun Chen knows that he is going to die.

he is dying...

Yun Chen's hand slowly grasped Zhou Jizhi's collar.

Zhou Jiuzhi put the person on the bed and was about to leave, but then he realized that he was being held by Yun Chen.

Zhou Jizhi was afraid of hurting him, so he quickly moved closer to him and frowned: "What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Yun Chen didn't let go and looked at him silently.

Zhou Jiuzhi just hunched over, brushed Yun Chen's black hair from his forehead, and waited quietly.

The pain that had been tormenting Yun Chen during this period became more and more violent. Yun Chen's throat suddenly felt hot, and blood was about to flow from the corners of his lips.

No.

Can't let him see it.

This is the last chance...

Yun Chen stretched out his other hand, hugged his neck, rested his chin on his shoulder, and secretly wiped the dirty blood from his lips.

The medicinal soup in the palace had a strong bitter taste, and Yun Chen took the initiative to hug him. This made Zhou Jizhi's heart beat like a drum, and he was unable to notice anything was wrong for a while.

Yun Chen wiped away the blood, then reached out and untied Zhou Juzhi's clothes somewhat clumsily.

So what if you hate him...

He has dedicated all his life's learning to Dacheng, and he is going to die.

Can't you just be willful for once?

Zhou Jiuzhi's voice trembled, and he held his shoulders in disbelief: "Yun Chen... you, are you awake?"

Yun Chen could no longer speak and hummed lowly.

Afraid that he wouldn't want to do it with him, Yun Chen speeded up the process of understanding his clothes and frowned a little in pain.

For a moment, the joy in Zhou Jiuzhi's eyes seemed to be real. He quickly shook both of his hands and took it upon himself to relieve the pain.

King's ink sticks are of high quality.

The hands holding the ink sticks were also slender and slender. A section of bright wrist was exposed under the sleeves of the middle coat, and the skin was as soft and translucent as mutton-fat jade.

Zhou Jizhi did not dare to tire Yun Chen. After he had finished sharpening the ink stick by himself, he handed the ink stick to Yun Chen. He was as excited as an ordinary boy and whispered in his ear: "You will be alone from now on."

"When you feel better, Gu will take you on a boat to see the canal and enjoy peonies."

"The emperor will do it for that brat. The scenery in the south is beautiful. I will give you a training palace and a garden. I will plant some fruit trees for my queen and plant a whole courtyard of flowers..."

[Ding, Zhou Ji’s blackening value is -1, and the current blackening value is 0]

[Ding, Zhou Ji’s strategy value is +1, and the current strategy value is 100]

Yun Chen was seriously ill and had no feeling at all.

He secretly swallowed several mouthfuls of blood, and there was a roar in his ears. He could no longer hear what Zhou Jiuzhi was saying, and he could only look at the king above him in confusion.

Suddenly, he raised his hand and used his last bit of strength to push Zhou Jiuzhi: "Your Majesty, you are dirty. I am very dirty..."

After saying that, traces of blood slipped from the corners of his lips, and his thin chest collapsed without any heaving.

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In the cold wind of early spring, the doctor from Taiyuan Hospital knelt on the ground again.

They knelt from the cold winter to the early spring. This time, it was the closest they were to death.

Because the man who the emperor had worked hard to raise for a whole winter died.

When Zhou Jizhi was a child, he was used as a hostage and traveled to the south of the Yangtze River. When he grew up, he went to defend the freezing northern Xinjiang. He had suffered various injuries, big and small, but he had never been so heartbroken.

His lover died beneath him.

Zhou Jiuzhi frantically picked up the lifeless person and breathed it out repeatedly, tears falling one by one.

It turned out that Yun Chen didn't dislike Zhou Jizhi that day.

But he hates himself.

But Zhou Jizhihui got it wrong. Not only did he not say anything, he also avoided him for so long.

How did he survive these days of physical and psychological torture?

I am sorry.

sorry……

I shouldn't have given you an official title and trapped you in Dacheng because of my own selfish desires.

I should send you away, I should take you out of the palace.

It was me who drove you to a dead end step by step, but then turned around and left when you were most vulnerable.

Now, my comeuppance has come.

I didn’t even have time to explain to you, I didn’t even have time to say I love you...

No.

I can't let you leave like this!

I can't let you close your eyes forever with that misunderstanding and loneliness.

Zhou Jiuzhi lowered his head, kissed his dead lover, and absentmindedly traced his features, as if trying to remember his appearance.

"Yunchen, I love you."

"I want to tell you personally that I love you."

"Don't go too far, wait for me."

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After Dacheng pacified the south, he was able to mobilize enough troops to guard the northern border. The Turks did not dare to cause trouble and came to court one after another.

Zhou Jiuzhi gave way to his younger brother Zhou Jingzhi, and within a few days, news of the late emperor's death came.

Zhou Jingyi, dressed in plain clothes, worshiped at the mausoleum.

But he knew that this was an empty tomb.

After Zhou Jingzhi paid homage according to the etiquette, he ignored the persuasion of his officials and went to Jiangnan in person.

The cemetery of the Yao family in the south of the Yangtze River has not been destroyed by Chen Yao. It is a treasured land surrounded by mountains and rivers.

The ancestral hall is still there. After Zhou Jizhi's soldiers came over, they ordered people to renovate it and put up the memorial tablet of Yao Yunque.

Now, there is Yao Yunchen.

Zhou Jingzhi went in alone and worshiped his teacher with red eyes.

He knelt for a long time before slowly straightening up. But before leaving, he saw an upside-down memorial tablet behind the table, with a small wooden corner still exposed.

Zhou Jingzhi thought that one of the sages had been blown down by the wind. He frowned slightly and thought about being offended in his heart, so he came over and tried to straighten him up.

But the next moment, Zhou Jingzhi was stunned and couldn't help but shed tears.

He saw the words on the tablet.

Zhou Jizhi.

It's his brother's name.

Zhou Jizhi wanted to follow Yun Chen into the Yao family's ancestral hall.

But his brother was afraid that this would displease the Yao family, so he carefully hid a sign here...

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Regarding the Operation Officer thing, it’s not that I don’t agree, it’s that I don’t have a quota in the backend. Don’t be sad if you apply, it’s not that I don’t agree~ There’s also the matter of the cover. This book has two names for everyone to see. The cover and name are different, and sometimes I catch my breath and see another one.

Oh, my heart hurts so much.Take it easy and write another one tomorrow.