Xiaoqiu and Xiaoxia were very happy when they learned that they were going there too.
"Xiaojiu, we are all thanks to 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 you.
Xiao Qiu thought, see, there is a big difference between loving and not loving. The emperor who is so high and mighty even thought of such a small matter.
An Jiu exhaled and glanced towards 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, you should say a thousand words and do it seriously and carefully.
But now she suddenly felt that the time to say goodbye was to be silent.
It's just an ordinary thing for people. After separation, we will never see each other again.
She hugged the Tyrant quilt, looked at the little tiger embroidery on it, and sighed again.
After daybreak, Xiaoqiu came to call Anjiu, and Anjiu hurriedly got up and packed. Aunt Qu was always the most considerate. She had already prepared the emperor's clothes and things for the trip, and then, before daybreak, Anjiu followed the emperor into the carriage.
The carriage was spacious, and the emperor saw An Jiu dozing off a little, so he asked, "Didn't 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 said he disliked it, that was himself as a child.
An Jiu thought for a while before saying: "For him, maybe his life is painful."
The tyrant appeared because the emperor experienced a painful split personality. To put it bluntly, he appeared to share the pain for the emperor and trapped the little emperor forever at the age of seven.
Before Anjiu appeared, his life was filled with fear, violence, despair and blood.
He was like a shield for the emperor. 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 forget the pain completely."
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.
Just like a wound gradually healing?
"Maybe it's a good thing for him."
An Jiu hopes that the seven-year-old little emperor will also be happy.
The emperor understood what An Jiu meant.
He reached out and covered his chest. He felt a strange yet familiar emotion, as if it did not belong to him, yet it did belong to him.
Some unfamiliar images suddenly popped up in his mind, not him, yet they were all him.
The emperor gasped for breath.
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.
How wonderful life is.
There is always a bright future ahead.
She also saw 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 am 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...very much. ”
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 car curtain and looked out, wondering where this was going.
Xiaofu saw it, and he was eager to show off, so he came forward and smiled flatteringly: "Your Majesty..."
The tyrant glared at him and lowered the curtain.
Xiaofu: "..."
It's spring now, but Xiaofu still feels cold outside.
…
Time goes back to a quarter of an hour ago.
The emperor felt a pain in his heart.
A strong emotion pulled him, and then he fell into the darkness he had before.
How to describe it, he seemed to see Xiaojiu slowly going away, and then darkness came, leaving 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.
Take the initiative to hug.
But when I hug him, he is not me.
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 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……
I feel unhappy.
He studied hard and finally grew up from a little kid who knew nothing into an emperor like this, who was dignified, suave, graceful, well-read, talented, handsome, ambitious, upright, courageous and wise. Then someone suddenly told him: I still like you in the past, how sincere and lovely you were...
The emperor exhaled.
He wanted to see what the two of them were doing behind his back.
…
The clatter of horse hooves.
After regaining the joy of losing it, An Jiu finally realized one thing.
Now is not a good time to meet a tyrant.
All the civil and military officials are here. What if the tyrant does something out of the ordinary and makes others 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 An Bao and I have a long-lasting friendship, but...
But now I really want you to go back for a while...
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