Would You Like to Have a Drink

Yu Beizhou had a playful smile on his lips, although he couldn’t help frowning, but he also ate the little sugar man painting of Zong Luo seriously, bit by bit.

 

“Chat? What old things can we chat about?” Zong Luo retorted.

 

“Well, for example, when is Senior brother planning to take this thing off?”

 

Yu Beizhou lightly tapped his own brow, and Zong Luo knew what he meant.

 

This was asking him, when was he planning to formally restore his identity as a prince.

 

“Only when Senior brother restores his identity, the gift that this junior brother has prepared for Senior brother for two lifetimes can come in handy.”

 

He said in a low voice, not concealing the schadenfreude in his words. “I can’t wait anymore.”

 

Zong Luo directly ignored this intermittent nonsense.

 

He does have something to talk about with Yu Beizhou.

 

“What did you mean by what you said in the Cold Palace last time?”

 

Although it was just a short sentence, it really made Zong Luo toss and turn for a long time.

 

Although Yu Beizhou is crazy and often talks nonsense with his eyes open, he absolutely disdains lying.

 

“Oh my! Senior brother actually reminded me.”

 

Yu Beizhou casually threw the sugar painting stick, and it was firmly stuck in the thief who was stealing in front of him, causing the latter to cry out in pain.

 

In the background noise of the imperial guards coming up to arrest people and escort them down in a mess, he squinted his eyes.

 

Recalling the pleasure of being whipped by the person in front of him in the dark room last time, Yu Beizhou’s voice became hoarse, revealing an inexplicable ambiguity. “If Senior brother wants to know, on the fifteenth of next month, this junior brother will definitely sweep the couch to welcome you, and tell the truth.”

 

Zong Luo sneered.

 

On the fifteenth day of the twelfth lunar month, he really got a new understanding of Yu Beizhou’s degree of perversion.

 

He knew before that Yu Beizhou was perverted, but people can’t, at least they shouldn’t be so perverted.

 

Sometimes Zong Luo was really at a loss as to what to do with this person Yu Beizhou, and felt helpless.

 

Beat him, humiliate him, he’d feel delighted.

 

Rob his subordinates and turn his hands against him. In his previous life, he had been the emperor, but it seemed that he had no ambition to be one again in this life.

 

Zong Luo was curious, what happened after he died in his previous life, that could turn the Yu Beizhou in the book, who was “ambitious, cruel, unscrupulous, and violent”, into the current mad dog.

 

But——

 

“I’m sorry, you can still slowly suffer alone in that dark room.”

 

Anyway, even if Yu Beizhou doesn’t say it. Other people will gradually dream of the truth of their previous life.

 

Zong Luo didn’t need to ask his deadly enemy for this little thing.

 

“Senior brother, are you thinking that even if I don’t say it, others will dream of it?”

 

Yu Beizhou’s smile remained unchanged. “Then Senior brother, you are wrong. If I don’t say it, no one else will definitely know.”

 

Zong Luo suddenly turned his head. “What did you do?”

 

“I didn’t do anything,” the latter said casually. “I just killed them all. They didn’t live until that time, how could they dream of it?”

 

It’s hard to describe Zong Luo’s shocked mood.

 

Perhaps in this life, some of these male supporting characters have chosen a wise master and were devoted to him. But in the previous life, heaven and earth could testify, those male supporting characters absolutely followed the original text 100%, like butterflies surrounding Yu Beizhou, working diligently for him.

 

Just like this, can they still be killed by Yu Beizhou?

 

Unreasonably, a strong sense of disappointment emerged in Zong Luo’s heart.

 

He sneered. “It’s really something you can do, Yu Beizhou.”

 

He should have thought of it a long time ago. Even close relatives, Yu Beizhou could casually slaughter the whole family.

 

The book only briefly mentioned Yu Beizhou’s extermination of his own family, as if it was just the author adding bricks and tiles to the degree of madness of this character. But in the book, the black and white text was turned into a bloody reality.

 

The Yu family of the Wei Country had a marital relationship with the Rong family of the Great Yuan. Knowing the skills of Emperor Yuan, they risked putting the treasure on the Great Yuan, so they privately took extra care of the Third Prince who went to the Wei Country to be a proton.

 

No matter what calculations the Yu family made, and what benefits they wanted to gain from him, at least they were indeed good to him.

 

The kindness of a drop of water should be repaid by a gushing spring.

 

Zong Luo still remembered now that he was only separated by a wall from the Yu family in the Proton Mansion in Wei Country. It was because of this that he became acquainted with Yu Beizhou, the eldest son of the Yu family, and even studied martial arts together in the academy. When he first came over, he even took meals from the Yu family’s kitchen, and the medicine was also paid for by the Yu family to find someone to fetch it.

 

The mistress Yu family was graceful and gentle, intelligent, and conforms to all Zong Luo’s imaginations of the glorious image of a ‘mother’. The master of the Yu family seemed to be strict and rigid on the surface, but often teased the children in private, and was a very interesting middle-aged man.

 

The most important thing was that in such a context of having numerous wives and concubines, the master of the Yu family openly stated that he would not accept concubines, and he and the mistress were a pair of people for a lifetime, which was envied by others and enjoyed a high reputation in the Wei Country.

 

Not to mention Emperor Yuan, this annoying father, when he transmigrated over, Zong Luo, who had never experienced family warmth, truly envied Yu Beizhou.

 

However, when Yu Beizhou killed such people, he did not show any mercy.

 

“Why should I show mercy?”

 

Yu Beizhou retorted, “They are just some people who are infatuated with the flesh, rushing to flatter and please. Even their attitudes are exactly the same, extremely boring.”

 

“As for the Yu family,” he revealed an undisguised sneer on his face, “Does Senior brother think that my monthly illness is caused by someone else?”

 

Zong Luo was stunned as if struck by lightning.

 

The original text did not mention why Yu Beizhou had this monthly recurring illness. So he assumed that this was a tragic skill that the protagonist brought from his mother’s womb.

 

Still the same sentence.

 

When it was in the book, he only felt that the character was very fashionable, and it hit his xp all at once.

 

No one would have thought that it would become a reality one day.

 

At least Zong Luo never thought that the protagonist’s deep hatred for this disease in the original book was all related to the family that looked harmonious and happy on the surface.

 

What kind of relationship is it that can make people determined to destroy the family that gave birth to them?

 

However, Yu Beizhou didn’t seem to want to mention these past events.

 

He had always been so understated, keeping his past to himself, unwilling to show any vulnerability, and even more disdainful of pity and sympathy.

 

“Do you know, Senior brother? In my last life, I often had an illusion.”

 

Yu Beizhou lowered his eyes, and the crow-like eyelashes cast a mysterious shadow on his face, “Everyone is fake. Like puppets on a string, they follow the rules, year after year, day after day.”

 

Only Zong Luo is different.

 

Only when he is with this person does he truly live.