Chapter 45
Yu Zhi tapped Luo Tingshi's forehead. The child looked at him expressionlessly, his voice slightly cold: "Don't poke me again."
I could actually meet him.
Yu Zhi stared and thought, it seems that no matter which Luo Tingshi it is, he is always special to him.
He sighed, circled around little Luo Tingshi twice, and looked him over carefully. Little Luo Tingshi was tall and handsome, much taller than his peers. His mother didn't deny him food.
However, when Yu Zhi thought of how she tortured Luo Ting every day with methods invisible to others, his heart felt as if it were pricked by a needle. Several sharp pains spread from his chest, along the meridians, and penetrated deep into his bones.
"You've been living like this all those years?"
No wonder he developed such a peculiar temper.
Yu Zhi pressed Xiao Luo Ting's shoulder and said seriously, "I'm here, and I won't let her bully you again."
Little Luo Tingshi remained silent.
Yu Zhi was in a dilemma, not knowing how to get along with this child. Just as he was thinking, he suddenly heard a voice: "Yu Zhi."
Yu Zhi subconsciously replied: "What's wrong?"
wrong.
Yu Zhi raised his head and met the child's slightly smug look.
"It's you." Little Luo Tingshi crossed his arms, his eyes sliding over Yu Zhi's body inch by inch, a smile playing at the corner of his eyes, "You'll still be a beauty when you grow up."
Yu Zhi felt creepy when he saw his eyes.
Little Luo Tingshi chuckled softly and leaned forward suddenly. His aura suddenly changed. He stared intently into Yu Zhi's eyes and asked, "Isn't that me, the man you're looking for?"
He was clearly a child, but his aura was no less than that of an emperor. Yu Zhi was shocked and replied, "This is none of your business."
Little Luo Tingshi smiled happily: "It seems that I will really get the Crown Prince of Yu Kingdom in the future."
Yu Zhi: “…”
After learning about this, Yu Zhi found that little Luo Ting was in a much better mood. He no longer had a stern face, and his eyes always had a hint of smile.
Yu Zhi sighed inwardly.
Luo Tingshi was so pitiful when he was a child. If it can bring him some comfort, it wouldn't hurt to let him know.
Yu Zhi asked curiously, "Why do you like Yu Zhi so much?"
Luo Tingshi told him the reason, but he always found it unbelievable.
"Like it?" Little Luo Tingshi frowned and said nonchalantly, "You see a pretty little thing that suits your taste, don't you want to keep it for yourself?"
The corner of Yu Zhi's mouth twitched. Why was Luo Tingshi still so annoying when he was young?
He doesn't bother with children.
Oh.
Don't bother with children.
Yu Zhi raised the corners of his lips, stretched out his hands to pinch the child's slightly angular cheeks and rubbed them hard, gnashing his teeth and saying, "A little thing that suits your taste, right?"
Little Luo Tingshi narrowed his eyes coldly and said something to Yu Zhi. He was being rubbed hard, and the words he uttered were unclear. Yu Zhi carefully distinguished and heard that he was saying -
"Since you are his, I won't bother with you."
Yu Zhi's hand became even heavier: "Really? Then I have to thank the Fifth Prince."
After venting his anger, the anger that had been accumulating in Yu Zhi's heart for the day dissipated a lot.
He withdrew his slightly sore hand, leaned on the beauty couch beside him, gently rubbed his wrist, stared at the familiar eyebrows and eyes of little Luo Tingshi, and murmured: "Luo Tingshi, I miss you so much."
Suddenly, he felt a warmth on his wrist that did not belong to him.
Yu Zhi lowered his head and saw the child had his hands around his right wrist, massaging it in circles.
Little Luo Tingshi lowered his eyes and asked calmly, "Did he abandon you?"
Yu Zhi immediately retorted: "How is that possible! He was stabbed in the heart while trying to save me. He was seriously injured and is still in a coma."
"How is that possible!" Little Luo Tingshi immediately looked up, the stunningly beautiful face before him instantly catching his eye. He hesitated for a moment, frowning, and said, "If it's you, then it's not impossible."
Yu Zhi was surprised.
Luo Tingshi had only known him for a short time at this point, so how could he be willing to die for him?
Yu Zhi asked, "Why?"
Little Luo Tingshi pursed his lips and refused to answer.
The more he said this, the more Yu Zhi wanted to know the answer. Yu Zhi deliberately said: "I know even if you don't say it, you like Yu Zhi, right?"
Little Luo Tingshi shook his head.
Yu Zhi raised his eyebrows: "Why is that? Aren't you obsessed with power? Why are you so special to him?"
Little Luo Tingshi's dark eyes flickered slightly, his gaze passing over Yu Zhi's. He slowly turned around, leaning against the beauty couch, bending his right leg and sitting down. His gaze passed through the dust dancing in the golden beam and reached the distant green mountains.
His eyes were lonely and empty.
Yu Zhi was shocked by those eyes. It was the first time he saw such a look in a child.
Little Luo Tingshi spoke slowly, "Ever since I can remember, everything before my eyes has been gray, and everyone's faces were grim as they rushed towards that seat. The entire palace was nothing but gray and red, a bloody red."
An indescribable bitter feeling suddenly surged into Yu Zhi's nose, and he called out softly, "Luo Tingshi..."
"Yu Zhi is the only color in my eyes."
Little Luo Tingshi paused for a moment, then looked down at his hands, a hint of melancholy between his brows. "Compared to the country, what I want more than anything else is... that touch of color. To keep him, I'd do anything."
This answer is too heavy.
Yu Zhi felt a tightness in his chest and had difficulty breathing. When he leaned over and hugged little Luo Ting, his eyes were full of pity.
The child stiffened slightly and glanced at him uncomfortably: "Are you feeling sorry for him?"
Yu Zhi sighed softly: "I feel sorry for him, and I feel sorry for you too."
The child scoffed, struggled free, and asked him, "When are you leaving?"
Yu Zhi: "Wait until I find him."
Child: “What if I can’t find it?”
Yu Zhi's eyes were firm: "Of course I can. I can feel his breath. I just noticed the fluctuations of his breath. He is here."
Little Luo Tingshi snorted, put his hands behind his head, and said slowly, "Then go find it."
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For some reason, even though Yu Zhi could clearly sense Luo Ting, he still couldn't find him.
No one could see him. Yu Zhi wandered around the palace, turning the entire Sheng Palace upside down, but he didn't even see the shadow of Luo Tingshi.
Yu Zhi kicked the pebbles on the ground dejectedly, and stopped when he passed by Wangyan Pavilion.
Looking at the misty water surface, Yu Zhi curled the corners of his lips.
This was where his conflict with Luo Tingshi began. It was here that he fell into Luo Tingshi's arms...
Yu Zhi glanced at the plants and trees here with nostalgia, and suddenly, the familiar breath fluctuation appeared again.
It came from the northwest corner.
Yu Zhi immediately set off, hurried to that place, and finally stopped at...
Changning Palace?
Isn't this where Luo Tingshi and his mother live? Don't tell him that the aura is on little Luo Tingshi.
Yu Zhi stepped into the palace and was stunned.
Luo Tingshi's mother was burning something in the hall. Several yellow talismans were stuck on the child's forehead and shoulders. The woman laughed grimly and said, "I'll turn you to ashes!"
Little Luo Tingshi looked at Yu Zhi through the talisman paper and shouted, "Don't come over here!"
Yu Zhi was speechless. He was not a real ghost, so why should he be afraid of talismans?
Yu Zhi walked briskly to the side of little Luo Tingshi, flipped off the talismans, rolled his eyes, and put his hand on the woman's forehead.
Luo Tingshi's mother screamed, her face turned pale, and she crawled out of the hall and disappeared without a trace.
Yu Zhi bent over with laughter.
After a while, he turned around and pulled up the child who was kneeling on the ground, his face serious: "Is she going to bully you again?"
The child nodded: "You chased me away."
"She probably won't dare come again now," Yu Zhi pinched the child's cheek, a slight smile on his lips, "You are safe for now."
The child circled around Yu Zhi, his eyes full of confusion: "How come you're okay? Aren't you afraid of the talisman?"
Yu Zhi didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "I'm not a ghost."
With this interruption, the breath that Yu Zhi had just felt disappeared again.
He stared at the child in front of him, thoughtful.
-
Little Luo Tingshi's life was dull and tedious. Every day he read, wrote, and... drew a small portrait of Yu Zhi.
The more I drew, the more lifelike those crying eyes became.
Yu Zhi touched his chin and looked at the tearful eyes in the portrait. It was really pitiful and made people want to protect its owner.
Little Luo Tingshi glanced at the pair of eyes in front of him that looked exactly like the ones in the painting, his dark eyes darkening slightly. "Cry for me."
Yu Zhi: “?”
He almost suspected that he had heard it wrongly.
Little Luo Tingshi drooped his brows and said, "Even when I was very young, she always beat me. My body was always covered with bruises. When people asked her about it, she would say that I was just being naughty and falling. After beating me for half a year, she found a better way: pricking me with needles. The wounds were too small for anyone to see. The first time I was pricked with a needle, it hurt a lot..."
...a self-torture tactic.
Yu Zhi knew that the child did it on purpose, but he still fell into his trap, his eyes red and his lips tightly pursed.
He had personally witnessed Luo Tingshi's mother using such means, with the child being stabbed with silver needles by his mother like a madman. Whenever he thought of that scene, Yu Zhi felt so heartbroken that he almost suffocated.
The child tugged at his sleeve, looked up at him, and said aggrievedly, "Xiaoyu, it hurts."
It was as if he saw the man telling him his pain.
Yu Zhi couldn't help it.
Big tears fell from her eyes, and her voice was slightly hoarse: "Luo Tingshi, why did you have such a hard life as a child?"
The child's dark eyes lit up, and he reached out to catch Yu Zhi's tears, looking at him infatuatedly: "You are so beautiful, even when you cry you are still as beautiful as when you were a child."
Yu Zhi's eyes widened slightly, tears welling up in them: "Luo Tingshi, you bastard."
-
Yu Zhi accompanied little Luo Tingshi. After that day, he never saw Luo Tingshi's mother again, and the two of them lived a dull life.
Children would occasionally tease him, and he would rely on his adult status to retaliate by pressing the children down and rubbing them.
The two of them get along quite harmoniously.
However, as the days passed, Yu Zhi still hadn't found Luo Tingshi.
Yu Zhi became increasingly anxious.
While falling asleep, he was still mumbling: "Luo Tingshi, where are you? I miss you..."
Little Luo Tingshi was passing by when he suddenly heard his own name. His ears twitched slightly, and as he leaned closer, he heard Yu Zhi mutter something. Little Luo Tingshi's brows furrowed, and his dark eyes darkened.
Sitting quietly on the edge of the couch, little Luo Tingshi looked at Yu Zhi for a long time, picked up the outer robe beside him, and gently covered Yu Zhi with it.
His palm slowly stroked down Yu Zhi's hair along his neck, as if he was stroking a kitten's fur.
When he touched the man's protruding butterfly bone, Xiao Luo Tingshi stopped moving, pulled his hand back instantly, and stared at it blankly with his head down.
What is he doing?
"Luo Tingshi, Luo Tingshi..."
The person in his sleep was still calling his name.
Even though he knew it wasn't him, little Luo Tingshi couldn't help but feel happy. He stared at the man for a long time, and then the man's thin eyelids trembled slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes.
Their eyes met, and the round eyes curved, smiling and saying to him, "Luo Tingshi, why are you here?"
Having just woken up, Yu Zhi's voice was soft, and in Luo Tingshi's ears, it sounded like a kitten stretching in the spring sun. The kitten stretched out its claws and plucked at his heartstrings. Luo Tingshi rolled his throat, and his heart began to beat violently.
"Little Fish..."
Yu Zhi sighed softly: "Don't call me Xiaoyu, I will think you are him."
"Little fish."
Yu Zhi looked up: "I already said...Luo Tingshi?"
The familiar affection surged in the eyes of the child in front of him. Yu Zhi was startled and asked in a hoarse voice, "Is it you?"
Xiao Luo Tingshi smiled slightly: "Xiaoyu, I am still waiting to marry you."
Yu Zhi was instantly overwhelmed by ecstasy. When he rushed forward to hug Luo Ting, he found nothing. In his confusion, Yu Zhi saw a flash of white light before his eyes. He squinted his eyes and saw the man's arms.
He felt a warm touch on his head. Yu Zhi looked up and saw Luo Tingshi touching his head with a smile in his eyes.
Yu Zhi didn't bother to ask about the dream. He half-raised himself and his eyes swept from Luo Tingshi's cheek to his chest. "I see you look much better. Are you hungry? Are you thirsty? Does your wound hurt? What can I do for you?"
A series of questions flooded Luo Tingshi's ears, and the smile in his eyes became even more intense. He held Yu Zhi down and said, "I woke up a little earlier than you. They told me that you and I were unconscious for a full ten days. People who practice martial arts have good physical foundations. After ten days, my injuries have healed a lot, but I can't move too much. I still need to stay in bed and rest."
Ten days? In the dream, it was one month.
Yu Zhi hesitated and asked, "Luo Tingshi, that dream?"
Luo Tingshi said gently, "I'm here too."
Yu Zhi: "Is it a dream?"
Luo Tingshi shook his head and sighed, "You and I have returned to my past. Only now do I know what happened during that blank month when I was nine years old."
Yu Zhi frowned: "You don't remember?"
Luo Tingshi: "My memories of that month are extremely hazy. Every time I try to recall, it feels like someone is hammering a steel spike into my head. I have a splitting headache and can't recall anything at all."
Yu Zhi: "Then your mother doesn't remember either?"
Luo Tingshi nodded.
A look of disappointment appeared between Yu Zhi's eyebrows, and he said sadly: "I thought I could make you suffer less."
The warm palm lingered on the side of Yu Zhi's face, and the knuckles gently rubbed the corner of Yu Zhi's eye. Luo Tingshi smiled and said, "Xiaoyu is already very strong. At least I didn't suffer for that month. After a few years, she died."
Luo Tingshi's tone was light, and Yu Zhi felt more distressed for him. He rubbed his palm against Luo Tingshi's, silently comforting him.
The two hugged each other tenderly.
After a moment, Yu Zhi raised his head and asked the question in his heart: "When did you go there?"
Luo Tingshi: "It was me from the beginning, but I lost my memory after the age of nine and mistakenly thought I was the nine-year-old Luo Tingshi."
"I see."
Yu Zhi turned his head and hugged Luo Tingshi's neck, buried his head in the crook of his neck, and said sullenly: "You scared me to death. Without you, I don't know how to live."
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Luo Tingshi lowered his head and kissed Yu Zhi's forehead. His voice was slightly deep. "The King of Hell wouldn't dare take my life. Even if he did, I would crawl back from the underworld to find you."
Yu Zhi couldn't help but laugh: "Your words sound creepy."
Luo Tingshi tightened his grip on Yu Zhi and didn't answer.
"Luo Tingshi, you bullied me again." Yu Zhi began to bring up the past. "You deliberately made me cry in my dream, and you always like to tease me."
Luo Tingshi: "...It's my fault. I didn't think of it at the time."
Yu Zhi smiled and kissed Luo Tingshi on the lips. "It's okay. I forgive you. After all, you are my...husband."
Luo Tingshi's dark eyes suddenly darkened: "Xiaoyu!"
Yu Zhi hurriedly held him down and said, "Don't move. You must rest. Only when you recover can you realize your wish."
Luo Tingshi laughed softly: "Xiaoyu, this is what you said..."
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Changning Palace.
Nine-year-old Luo Tingshi stood there in a daze, staring at the beauty bed in front of him, feeling that something was missing.
It seems like something is missing?
It seems to be a person, is it that woman?
No, not her, it's...
He couldn't remember, his chest felt empty, as if he had lost something.
Luo Tingshi walked to the desk and picked up his brush to paint as usual.
Dip the brush in ink, write with ease, and it's done in one go.
When those tearful eyes appeared in front of Luo Tingshi, his missing heart was suddenly filled.
Luo Tingshi lowered his eyelids, and a chilling light flashed in his eyes.
Yu Zhi, I will definitely get you.
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