Cheng Ying gently held Yu Jiao's hand that was holding his sleeve. Except for Jiaojiao, he didn't want anything else. He could discard all the overwhelming power, money and wealth.
When he became a Buddha and saved people, he encountered the greatest injustice in the world. Even when he was reborn as a human, God did not favor him and made him a eunuch who had just been castrated.
He has hated, despised himself, and taken up the butcher knife to fight against the heavens.
These years he walked in the sun but lived in darkness, completely denying himself in his previous life.
But now it’s different. Her Jiaojiao has finally traveled through time and space and come to his side.
He wants to walk out of the rotten, decayed, ugly disgust and embrace his moon.
Cheng Ying heard Yu Jiao's breathing become smooth and even, and the hand that was pinching the corner of his clothes loosened its strength. He touched the messy hair on her forehead with pity. This crying session had consumed too much of her energy.
The weather in late autumn was already chilly, and Cheng Ying was worried that she would catch a cold after falling asleep, so she leaned over, picked her up, put her on the bamboo bed, and pulled up the quilt to cover her.
After doing all this, Cheng Ying glanced at the furnishings in the room, his eyes fell on the portraits hanging on the walls, and he sneered at his own deliberate little thoughts.
Before today, he was still thinking about how to increase the stakes and used all his efforts to try to impress Yu Jiao, begging for mercy from her or gaining her sympathy, as long as he could keep her.
Cheng Ying was just about to take down the portrait on the wall when he heard very light footsteps outside the house. He paused and walked out of the bamboo house.
"What's the matter?" Cheng Ying lowered her voice and asked, "Keep your voice down, she's asleep."
Cheng Qi bowed and reported in a low voice: "Xia Shaocheng sent a message that rumors suddenly spread in the capital. They all said that Liu Yu's son was the orphan of Prince Zhu Chen and the legitimate grandson who should inherit the throne. The news that the emperor was in a coma was also known to everyone. Xiao Ning, Annan Hou and other generals in the court all expressed their support for Liu Ziqi to be the emperor to stabilize the government. The scholars also stood up and said that Liu Ziqi was the orthodox one. Liu Ziqi's popularity among the people was also very high. The people had spontaneously written a letter to the people asking Liu Ziqi to ascend the throne. Xia Shaocheng also handed over the news that Liu Ziqi was planning to attack Xianyang and wanted to lead troops to attack Xianyang in the name of clearing the court."
After hearing this, Cheng Ying's expression was very calm, and he whispered, "If Liu Ziqi really ascends the throne, let Xia Ning protect himself, and the Imperial Household Department will do what it is supposed to do."
Cheng Qi responded but did not leave. He had been with Cheng Ying for so many years and always followed orders, doing whatever the governor said and never asking questions. The same was true for everyone around the governor.
"What do you want to say?" Cheng Ying asked.
Cheng Qi licked his dry lips and asked, "Governor, what should we do?" Liu Ziqi proclaimed himself emperor in Shengjing, so the first thing he had to do was to destroy Xianyang. It was impossible for there to be two emperors in one world.
He thought that his question would make the governor angry, after all, it was a sign of disobedience and disobedience.
"Are you afraid?" Cheng Ying asked him.
Cheng Qi shook his head and answered without thinking: "As long as I follow the governor, I won't be afraid."
Cheng Ying smiled at him and said, "Then wait until they reach Xianyang and see if I can protect you."
Cheng Qi went down the mountain to deliver the message. Halfway up the mountain, he realized belatedly that the Governor seemed a little different from before. If he really had to describe him, he would say that he had become gentler, with a kind of warm liveliness, a kind of liveliness he had only seen in the homes full of life in the streets and alleys.
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