Tu Qingyu: "Dabao, come here, give me some light."
As soon as he finished speaking, Dabao lit up the room.
Or should we say, it was illuminated in Tu Qingyu's eyes.
This brightness cannot be seen by others.
Tu Qingyu looked at his wrists and ankles first.
"grass!"
There were four thick black iron chains connected to the four corners of the bed. The chains were long enough for her to move around.
The wrists and ankles are carefully hemmed.
What’s going on?!
Tu Qingyu: "Was my body not taken away by Ming Chuji a year ago? Or was it found by Huo Qixiao?"
Looking at the surrounding environment, it looks like a bedroom.
After all, there are some things in the house that cannot be found in ordinary royal palaces.
Tu Qingyu raised the question again, "In just one year, Huo Qixiao became rich and became emperor?"
Wasn’t it not so fast in the previous life?
Dabao: "No, Master, your body was taken away by the puppy."
Tu Qingyu moved his wrists and ankles, "Then this..."
The sound of the iron chains was particularly clear and crisp in the empty bedroom.
Dabao: "Yes, it was locked by your little puppy."
Tu Qingyu: Huh???
"What about this bedroom?"
Is this a rebellion?
Can't it?
Isn’t it said that aristocratic families will not participate in the struggle for imperial power?
It can't be because of her, right?
Dabao: "It's not a rebellion, it's a hidden plot."
Tu Qingyu: "What hidden plot?"
Dabao: "Do you remember the setting of this world?"
Tu Qingyu: "Three Kingdoms?"
Dabao: "Well, Ming Chuji is not the biological child of the Ming family. He is the only prince lost by the old emperor of Daxia.
At that time, the old emperor's brother launched a palace coup, and the old emperor was fighting outside. Although the ministers he left behind were very useful and defended the imperial city for him, his newborn child was taken away during the chaos.
It was also a stroke of luck that Ming Chuji was eventually adopted by his master and brought into the Ming family, becoming the youngest son of the Ming family."
Tu Qingyu: "I'll go!"
Can this hidden plot be revealed like this?
Dabao: “I didn’t expect that either.”
Tu Qingyu: "How could your Reincarnation Instrument Spirit not know about such an important matter?"
Dabao: "This hidden plot, maybe even the author and Tiandao don't know? How could I know it?"
Tu Qingyu: "Okay, then what?"
Dabao: "When he brought you out of Daliang, he happened to go to Daxia. Just as he found a place to settle down, his master came to him.
At this time, his master had already contacted the emperor of Daxia.
Next, it’s time to recognize your relatives.
With the intervention of the Emperor of Daxia, everything was handled well.
No one from the Ming family or the Tu family was implicated.
Later, the old emperor took him with him and taught him for a few months. While he was taking care of you, he also learned from the old emperor. He was already very smart, and after just a few months, the old emperor confidently handed over the throne to him.
Tu Qingyu: "Wait, do you still need to take care of me when I'm in this state?"
Dabao: "Of course, I know you are recovering, but he doesn't know. Even though you left a note for him, you were already dead at that time."
Dabao: "If Daxia's national teacher hadn't said you could still be saved, and I had given you some weak breathing, your little puppy would have gone crazy."
Tu Qingyu: "Okay."
She probably understood what had happened.
It does feel a bit painful.
Just after I finished chatting with Dabao, the palace gate was opened.
Tu Qingyu saw Ming Chuji coming in holding a candlestick, then he stopped and listened carefully. Even his breathing was light.
He did not come to the bedside immediately, but put down the candlestick first and sat on a chair not far away. After a long time, he spoke softly and called out, "Sister?"
He was responded by the clanking of Ding Lin's chains, and his breathing became panicked for a moment.
He propped himself up and walked to the bed step by step, looking at Tu Qingyu who had opened his eyes on the bed.
There was no joy of regaining what was lost, no bright eyes as Tu Qingyu had expected, but only confusion.
"Sister?" He leaned over and gently hugged Tu Qingyu, his movements so gentle, as if he was afraid of breaking her. "You finally decided to come into my dream?"
He hugged the person, pulled the corners of his mouth, laughed and cried, it was very ugly.
"Dream?" Tu Qingyu pushed him gently, and was able to push him away so easily. Ming Chuji did not resist at all.
Tu Qingyu: "Shouldn't he hold on tightly in this situation? What's going on now?"
Dabao: "Is it possible that he saw you in his dream, and when he hugged you tightly, you disappeared. So now he doesn't dare to do that anymore."
Tu Qingyu was silent. Thinking that this was really possible, she felt a little sour in her heart.
She reached out and pulled Ming Chuji's cheek hard.
"Take a good look and see if this is a dream or not."
As she exerted more strength a little bit, Ming Chuji's eyes also responded.
His whole body was stiff and he dared not move.
Tu Qingyu saw the confusion in his eyes disappear and wanted to let go of his hand, but the next moment, he was held by him.
"Sister? Sister... use a little more force..."
Tu Qingyu: "What kind of strange request is this?"
Ming Chuji did not reply, but felt the warm touch under his hands and looked at Tu Qingyu's lively eyes again.
The corners of his mouth drooped and his eyes turned red instantly.
He thought that the candlelight in the room was dim and Tu Qingyu should not be able to see it, but now Tu Qingyu had the light provided by Dabao, and everything in the room was clearer than in the daytime.
She rubbed Ming Chuji's head and asked, "Why are you crying?"
Ming Chuji paused, then spoke with a choked voice, "I didn't cry."
"Tsk." She stood up slightly, then reached out and hugged him, "Okay, okay, you didn't cry."
I have indeed been wronged for a year.
As soon as he hugged the master, Ming Chuji could no longer control his tears.
He rested his head on Tu Qingyu's shoulder and tears fell. After a while, Tu Qingyu's clothes, which were not very thick to begin with, were soaked at the shoulders.
Tu Qingyu was somewhat helpless, "Are you a faucet? How can you cry so hard?"
"What dragon head?" He raised his head slightly, a little confused.
"It's okay, go ahead and cry." She patted his back.
"Tu Qingyu, you really have a cruel heart... I still can't understand why you jumped... so high, so high, it must have hurt... Tu Qingyu, it must have hurt..."
He used more and more force in his hands, and kept muttering, "How painful it must be."
Tu Qingyu's heart seemed to be pierced by something.
It turned out that in his heart, the most important thing was not that she did all these things without telling him, nor that she abandoned him for a year.
But... how painful it must have been for her to fall from such a high place.
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