Back when Yin Chen was in Xia Yize's previous life, Long Xun was wrapped up like a rice dumpling, with only his eyes visible. Yin Chen could still feel a soul-stirring attraction the moment they made eye contact, so naturally Long Xun could too.
The moment Yin Er raised his head and met his calm gaze, Long Xun recognized him and confirmed that he was indeed Yin Chen.
Even though his consciousness was still clouded, the aura he sensed told him that the young man in front of him was just an insignificant person, but the feelings etched into their souls guided his heart to recognize his lover.
Even when Bei Chen transferred the cause and effect, Long Xun's heart had told him that Bei Chen was inappropriate, but he didn't understand at the time and couldn't tell the difference.
He asked Yin Er to take off his mask, as Long Xun wanted to get a good look at him.
Their separation wasn't actually long, but Long Xun found it more unbearable than countless other lonely years. His heart ached constantly, and the fact that he had personally caused A-Chen's death kept replaying in his mind.
Even though Yin Chen said it was okay and had nothing to do with him, Long Xun still couldn't forgive himself.
The most painful thing is that Long Xun understands that he would do the same thing again if given the chance.
Love breeds sorrow, love breeds fear. If one is free from love, there is neither sorrow nor fear.
Yin Er stood there quietly, his eyes lowered, expressionless and wooden. The training of these assassins and secret guards always involved brainwashing them, making them lose their emotions and treat them only as a weapon. All they needed to remember was loyalty; they didn't need to think about anything else.
The assassin would obey any order from his master without hesitation. Even if a pot of boiling oil were placed in front of Yin Er and he was ordered to strip naked and jump in, Yin Er would jump without batting an eye.
So after the initial joy of finding his lover, Ryu Xun looked at Yin Er, who was as numb and indifferent as a puppet, and felt helpless.
Long Xun has always been passive. Even though in Xia Yize's view in the previous life, it was Zhulong who took the initiative to break the ice and give him a kiss, in fact, it was Yin Chen, who recalled everything in the dream, who told Long Xun that he had already loved him, which is why Long Xun did that.
But this time, Long Xun didn't want to continue being passive like this. His lover had suffered too much and endured too much pain; Long Xun couldn't bear to let her go.
She couldn't bear to watch him work so hard to pursue her anymore.
This time, he wanted to turn back and pursue her, to cherish her, to hold her dear in his heart, and to give her everything he had.
However... Long Xun is a rather taciturn and unromantic person. Even after he turned to the dark side, I've never heard of anyone's emotional intelligence improving after turning to the dark side.
So after Yin Er took off his mask, Long Xun watched him fall into an eerie silence. After thinking hard for a long time, he made conversation by saying, "Put it on."
Yin Er remained silent, obediently putting the mask back on.
The mask turned from black to white after he touched the edge with his hand. Wearing it this way, Yin Er wouldn't be so completely black that his figure was blurred and unrecognizable when standing in front of Long Xun.
—Although it was quite scary that a pale, deathly white face suddenly appeared out of nowhere in the middle of the night.
Yin Er, for some unknown reason, understood the young emperor's words. After putting his mask back on, he bowed to Long Xun, touched the ground with his toes, and in a flash, he leaped onto the roof beam. In another flash, Long Xun could no longer see where he was hiding.
Long Xun: "..."
Wait! Come back! I didn't tell you to leave! I still want to see you, touch you, hug you, and kiss you! I still want to talk to you about life and ideals!
The thirteen-year-old boy had already shed his silver armor, wearing only a light undergarment. He sat on the edge of the bed, his thin and slender body appearing fragile and lonely in the loose clothing.
The young eunuch guarding the gate glanced inside casually, and suddenly some thoughts began to form in his mind.
The young emperor is cruel, but from another perspective, isn't this also due to his insecurity? If someone could soothe this insecurity and gain his trust...
The allure of wealth, power, and being second only to the emperor is something no one can resist.
The darkness blurred the young emperor's face, and his unimaginable handsomeness created an illusion that made the young eunuch temporarily forget the emperor's terrifying nature.
He quietly pushed open the palace gate, picked up an outer robe from the clothes rack, bowed his head respectfully, and walked silently toward Long Xun with small, quick steps.
He wanted to express his concern.
The young eunuch thought that His Majesty had never felt such warmth in his life, and that His Majesty would surely be deeply impressed by his actions.
He was so confident and certain, a gentle and kind smile already playing on his lips, when he was still a meter away from the emperor, a long spear pierced his skull.
The young eunuch, who had died instantly, was still dreaming, while the tyrannical monarch on the dragon bed didn't even glance at him, withdrawing his spear and wiping away the brains and blood. The cold, weary, and cruel aura that had just dissipated once again enveloped him heavily.
The palace maids and eunuchs filed in silently, quickly and skillfully dragging away the young eunuch's body and wiping the dirt off the floor.
It wasn't until they were quite a distance from the emperor's bedchamber that someone sighed with a sense of shared sorrow.
But not a single person spoke up for them or uttered a single word.
This little eunuch has served the new emperor for quite some time, how could he not know that the emperor never lets anyone get close to him? Those who dared to approach him, aren't they all dead and cold now?
He must have been bewitched... Doesn't he realize that even if His Majesty truly needs warmth and care, how could a mere eunuch possibly provide it?
Long Xun's brutality brought an end to the corruption within the court, but it also made those within the palace put away their petty schemes. In this highly concentrated area of power, a breeding ground for greed and intrigue, the palace servants all learned to understand their own positions.
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