Chapter 243: Meet the Tyrant Again
Xiaoqiu and Xiaoxia were very happy when they learned that they could go too.
"Xiaojiu, we all benefit from you." Xiaoxia said happily.
An Jiu was embarrassed: "Not really..."
Xiao Qiu whispered, "His Majesty must want to take you with him, but he is worried that it will cause trouble for you if you are too conspicuous, so he brought us along..."
Tsk tsk tsk, Your Majesty, he really loves it.
Xiaoqiu thought, see, there really is a big difference between loving and not loving. The emperor, who is so high and mighty, even thought about such a small thing.
An Jiu let out a breath and looked in the direction of Guanghua Palace.
…
The night before departure, the tyrant still didn't come.
This gave An Jiu an illusion.
Will there be no more tyrants?
An Jiu always believes that when saying goodbye, one should say as many words as possible and should be serious and careful.
But now she suddenly felt that sometimes farewell was silent.
Some people may never be seen again after just an ordinary separation.
She hugged the tyrant's little quilt, looked at the little tiger embroidery on it, and sighed again.
Xiaoqiu came to call Anjiu, and Anjiu quickly got up and packed. Aunt Qu was always the most considerate. She had prepared the emperor's clothes and things to take with him early on, and then, before dawn, Anjiu followed the emperor into the carriage.
The carriage was spacious, and the emperor saw An Jiu dozing off a little bit, so he asked, "Did you sleep well last night?"
An Jiu nodded.
The emperor asked, "Why?"
An Jiu looked up at him: "Your Majesty, do you...really want him to disappear?"
The emperor paused, and naturally understood who that "he" was.
He looked at Anjiu: "You don't want him to disappear?"
An Jiu shook his head: "Not really."
She liked the tyrant, and if he and the emperor were two different people, she naturally hoped that the tyrant would always be there.
But Anjiu has been thinking these days, what does "his life" mean to the tyrant?
"What?" The emperor was also very curious about how Xiaojiu viewed his other self.
Even though he expressed disdain, that was still himself as a child.
An Jiu thought for a while before saying, "For him, perhaps his life is painful."
The tyrant emerged because the emperor experienced a painful split personality. To put it bluntly, his appearance was to share the emperor's pain and trap the little prince forever at the age of seven.
Before Anjiu appeared, his life was filled with fear, violence, despair and blood.
He was like the emperor's shield. Whenever the emperor felt pain or uneasy, he would appear.
But is this really good for him?
An Jiu asked himself this.
She looked at the Emperor.
"I hope he can completely forget the pain."
An Jiu also figured it out. Perhaps the fusion was the tyrant's 'growing up' and his 'disappearance'. But if you think about it from another angle, this could also be the emperor's self-salvation.
Does this prove that he no longer cares so much about the pain he once suffered?
He is slowly forgetting the pain.
Like a wound that is gradually healing?
"Maybe it's a good thing for him."
An Jiu hopes that the seven-year-old prince can also be happy.
The emperor understood what An Jiu meant.
He put his hands over his chest. He could strongly feel a strange yet familiar emotion, as if it did not belong to him, yet seemed to belong only to him.
Some images suddenly popped up in his mind, unfamiliar, not him, yet they were all him.
The emperor gasped.
An Jiu was shocked.
"His Majesty."
The emperor felt dizzy.
An Jiu called him again, and just as she was about to call Eunuch Li to send for the imperial physician, she heard the emperor happily call out, "Xiao Jiu."
An Jiu looked up and saw the emperor looking at her with his head tilted.
"I thought I would never see you again." He said to himself, as if he had suffered a great injustice.
An Jiu was stunned for a long while before he realized that the person in front of him was a tyrant.
tyrant……
Before the tyrant could react, An Jiu rushed over and hugged him.
"I thought so too..."
I also thought I would never see you again.
Life is so wonderful sometimes.
There is always a bright future ahead.
She could see the tyrant again.
The tyrant was stunned for a moment, then reached out and held An Jiu in his arms.
"Xiaojiu, what's wrong with you?"
He didn't quite understand.
But Anjiu is very happy
"I'm just happy."
Very very very happy.
It's hard for An Jiu to describe this feeling.
The tyrant said, "I had a very long dream."
An Jiu asked him: "What did you dream about?"
The tyrant said: "A lot... a lot."
He frowned.
I don’t know where to start.
An Jiu pinched his face and said, "Then don't think about it."
The tyrant nodded.
Then he lifted the curtain and looked out, wondering where he was going?
When Xiao Fuzi saw this, he was eager to show off, so he came forward and smiled flatteringly: "Your Majesty..."
The tyrant glared at him and lowered the curtain.
Xiao Fuzi "..."
It's spring now, but Xiao Fuzi still feels so cold outside.
…
Time goes back to a quarter of an hour ago.
The emperor felt a pain in his heart.
A strong emotion pulled at him, and then he fell into the same darkness as before.
How to describe it, he seemed to see Xiaojiu slowly going away, and then darkness came, leaving only a small round hole for him to see outside.
Then, he heard himself say, "Xiaojiu, I thought I would never see you again."
The emperor closed his eyes.
Suddenly I calmed down.
He wanted to see how Xiaojiu would react.
Then Xiaojiu hugged him.
Active hug.
But the one I hugged was not him.
The emperor couldn't describe his feeling, it was like a husband who suspected his wife was cheating on him and woke up in the middle of the night to actually see his wife and himself lying next to him.
That's how it feels.
I don’t know whether I should be angry or more open-minded. After all, he is still himself.
Being jealous of yourself looks stupid.
etc……
The emperor thought, I'm not jealous, I just feel...
feel……
Feeling unwilling.
He studied hard and finally grew up from a little kid who knew nothing to a dignified, suave, elegant, well-read, talented, handsome, ambitious, upright, courageous and wise emperor. Then someone suddenly told him: I still like you before, you were so sincere and lovely...
The emperor exhaled.
He wanted to see what the two of them could do behind his back.
…
The clatter of horse hooves.
After the joy of regaining what he had lost, An Jiu finally realized something.
Now is not a good time to meet with the tyrant.
All the civil and military officials are here today. If the tyrant does something out of the ordinary, others might realize that he is "crazy"...
Then all the careful arrangements made by the emperor before would be in vain...
"Xiaojiu, where are we going?" the tyrant asked curiously.
An Jiu "..."
I'm sorry, Xiao Baobao, although our friendship is everlasting, but...
But now I really want you to go back for a while...
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