readsfreenovel Chapter 517 Forgotten Memories
Chapter 517 Forgotten Memories
Chu Ziyu lowered his head while coughing, his lips brushing against the inside of Lin Ci'an's wrist, "It says 'Bi Yue Wu Lin Yi Su, it will be a heavy snow', and three days later it will be... cough cough cough!"
Blood suddenly gushed out from between his fingers, and a few drops splashed on Lin Ci'an's lips. When the taste of rust spread in his mouth, Lin Ci'an licked it for some unknown reason - it tasted exactly the same as the cup of "poison wine" that Chu Ziyu had given him in the Jinluan Palace in his previous life.
(It’s blood!)
This realization made his temples throb. At that time, Chu Ziyu's thumb was on the edge of the cup, and when he handed the wine, his sleeve slipped down and exposed his wrist bone... Now thinking about it, it seems that there was also such a bruise.
After that, I can’t remember anything. How could that be?
——When he died, he actually didn’t see anything clearly.
When the cup of poisoned wine went down his throat, the burning sensation spread from his throat all the way to his internal organs, as if someone had lit a fire in his body.
He stared at Chu Ziyu, trying to see even a hint of hesitation in those cold eyes, but the man just drooped his eyelashes, pursed his lips, and even his fingertips didn't tremble.
(How ridiculous, he actually thought Chu Ziyu's hands should be used for writing, not funerals.)
The severe pain made his eyes go black, his ears buzzed, and the voice from the Golden Throne Hall came and went.
"The traitor has been executed!"
"Your Majesty, Holy Might!"
"Drag him away and leave his body exposed for three days!"
……
His vision began to blur and his body fell heavily to the ground, but Chu Ziyu never lowered his head to look at him.
(What happened next?)
……
But now that he thought about it carefully, he had no idea what Chu Ziyu did afterwards.
(Did he leave? Did he lose control...even for a moment?)
It was as if a piece of my memory had been dug out by someone, leaving only a bloody blank.
——He died too quickly and did not even see that the moment Chu Ziyu breathed his last, the hand in his sleeve clenched into his palm tightly and blood dripped through his fingers.
——Nor did he see that Chu Ziyu knelt alone at the mass grave that night, digging the soil with his ten fingers until it was bloody, just to collect his bones.
——What he didn’t know was that the cup of poisoned wine… was actually the antidote that Chu Ziyu had replaced.
……
"Master Hou?"
Chu Ziyu's voice brought him back to reality.
Lin Ci'an suddenly came back to his senses and found that his hands were tightly clasping the other person's shoulders, with such force that the bone was almost crushed.
Chu Ziyu just looked at him quietly. The small light brown mole at the end of his eye looked particularly clear in the candlelight, as if it was the only thing he remembered when he last saw him in his previous life.
Chu Ziyu looked at Lin Ci'an's violently trembling pupils and said softly to the system: "Look, his hands are shaking even more."
Chu Ziyu took the opportunity to bury his face in Lin Ci'an's neck, and his warm breath sprayed on the other's Adam's apple: "The Marquis has the scent of Shenshui..."
As he spoke, he deliberately let his lips brush against Lin Ci'an's collarbone and felt that body tense instantly.
It's really interesting. The decisive and ruthless Marquis of Zhenbei's heart is beating as fast as a drum at this moment.
Lin Ci'an suddenly grabbed him by the back of the neck and pulled him away: "It seems you can't die." Under his dark sleeves, his knuckles were clenched white.
Chu Ziyu suddenly groaned because Lin Ci'an bit his Adam's apple.
A sharp pain mixed with numbness shot up his spine, causing him to arch his body unconsciously. This action caused the loose robe to completely slide off, revealing his white jade shoulders and back.
Lin Ci'an's breathing became noticeably disordered.
He stared at the gauze on the shoulder, suddenly pushed the person into the quilt, and fled without saying a word.
Pei Zheng, who was eavesdropping outside the window, was dragged away by Xie Xiaofeng with his mouth covered.
The young general's face turned red as blood dripped out, his mind full of the stunning sight he had just caught - the sight of the plain-clothed counselor being held down by the marquis, like a white fox pinned down by a bird of prey in the snow.
Xie Xiaofeng felt the waist under his hands, his eyes deepened slightly, and his steps became faster.
The night snow was falling, hiding the overlapping figures of the two people, and also hiding Pei Zheng's red face.
He seemed...totally unaware that the way he was held in Xie Xiaofeng's arms at this moment was even more ambiguous than the "Marquis and Counselor" he had just encountered.