The male partner is wearing it quickly, paranoid villain, why are you locking me up?

The scene was very chaotic.

Everyone watched helplessly as His Majesty went crazy and lost his mind. The sword was about to slit the Eighth Prince's throat.

At this time, the eunuch suddenly screamed as if he was seeing something incredible.

"Your Majesty, the young master is awake! The young master is awake!"

The emperor who had fallen into madness paused and stopped the sword in his hand, but he still retained a little sanity.

Two tears of blood flowed from his scarlet phoenix eyes, and he murmured almost paranoidly: "No way, you lied to me! I clearly saw it..."

"...Your Highness..."

The voice was very soft, so weak that it could be blown away by a breeze, but such a small whisper passed through half of the palace and reached the emperor's ears.

Is it...auditory hallucination?

…No, it’s not.

Over the past few years, that man's every frown, smile, and voice had been deeply imprinted in his mind, and it was impossible for him to hear him wrong.

The emperor's tiger body shook, and the long sword fell to the ground with a clang. He slowly turned his head and saw the familiar figure as if in a dream.

The young man held the door weakly, with a slight smile on his pale face, and sincere tenderness in his peach blossom eyes.

His Xiaojiu is back.

In a flash, the emperor was at the door, hugging his treasure tightly and never letting go.

The two cuddled up against each other.

And behind them, the golden light was brilliant, and thousands of phoenixes were singing.

According to official historical records, the Qin Dynasty was the most powerful dynasty in history. Among them, the Apocalypse Emperor Qin Han's achievements have been passed down through the ages, and he is respected by thousands of people and is revered as the first emperor by future generations.

Emperor Tianqi used the power of the whole country to end the chaos and unify the country. During his reign, Haiyan and Heqing were peaceful for generations, leading the people to the most prosperous and glorious era.

However, the most controversial thing is his male queen. It is said that this queen has the appearance of a celestial being and is an immortal with divine power in the sky. On the day she came back from the dead, she was blessed with auspiciousness, and thousands of phoenixes circled and danced in the sky above the palace. , the scene is shocking.

The emperor and empress were deeply in love and loved each other all their lives. After their deaths, they were buried in the same coffin.

It is in line with the saying: live in the same quilt and die in the same acupuncture point.

……

"The well-known painter was injured in a car accident and his life or death is unknown at the moment."

"It is reported that the accident occurred on the highway leading to City A. The painter's vehicle collided with a large truck. Emergency rescue personnel rushed to the scene quickly and sent the injured to the hospital for treatment."

"Currently, the police are investigating the cause of the accident. Fans and the media have expressed deep concern about the artist's injuries and pray for his speedy recovery."

The top hospital in city a, outside the emergency room.

The young woman comforted the woman with pale temples next to her, but her face could not hide her sadness.

"Mom, don't worry, my brother has always been lucky and nothing will happen to him."

Although the woman was old, her beauty remained unbeatable over time, and her youthful charm was vaguely visible. At this moment, she collapsed and burst into tears.

"Han'er has always been obedient, but he fell out with me because of that crappy picture scroll and insisted on going to the museum."

"I saw that he really liked it, so I agreed. I never thought that it would harm Han'er..."

The middle-aged woman burst into tears and blamed the accident on the scroll. Then she blamed herself and blamed herself for causing Han'er to have a car accident. Her life and death are still unknown.

The middle-aged man who had been standing silently for a long time sat down, hugged the woman, and accompanied her silently.

The young woman looked at her parents' sad expressions and hated a painting so much for the first time.

A few days ago, my younger brother was a well-known painter in the art world. He became famous at a young age and was extremely talented. He lived happily with his family, and everything was moving towards the bright side.

However, one day, the young man saw a picture on the screen. The picture came from the imperial mausoleum of the most powerful Qin Dynasty three thousand years ago. On it, figures one large and one small were leaning against each other.

The tall man had no facial features, but the boy in his arms was as stunning as a fairy.

As if possessed, the young man sat in the living room and watched the whole afternoon.

The next day, he decided to go to the museum in City A. Regardless of his family's obstruction, he wanted to see the boy in the painting in person, even if he gave up the most valuable qualification for the finals.

Accidents came earlier than happiness. The person who was alive a few hours ago was now lying on the cold operating table.

For the first time, the young woman hated the boy in the painting so much, even though he had never been masked, even though the boy had died a thousand years ago. If it hadn't been for him, his brother wouldn't have insisted on driving to City A, and there wouldn't have been a car accident.

Now, I can only hope that my brother is safe and sound.

The family waited anxiously outside the emergency room.

A few hours later, the red light went out and the surgeon opened the door and walked out.

The woman wiped her tears and asked hurriedly: "How is it? Is my son okay?"

The surgeon was silent for a while and then answered: "Your son is out of danger now, but unfortunately, his eyes were severely cut and he will probably not be able to see in the future."

Eyes are extremely important to a painter.

The young man regards painting as his life, but now in his best years, he is blind. God cruelly broke his wings and ruined his future.

I can't imagine how desperate and painful it would be for a young man to wake up and find that he can no longer see the outside world and can no longer pick up a paintbrush to paint.

The woman was so distraught that her body fell limply, and she actually fainted from grief.

……

"Don't touch things you shouldn't touch, don't cross the line, you just need to do your part, do you understand?"

Assistant Chen walked in front, carefully explained some work contents and precautions, and led Song Jiu to the door of a villa.

"Besides not touching those paintings casually, if you make the owner of the villa dissatisfied, you will still be asked to leave."

"Remember, the client you are taking care of is just invisible, not disabled. Treat him as a normal person."

Assistant Chen straightened his face and explained the terms seriously.

Song Jiu nodded, keeping every word in his mind.

Seeing that he listened carefully, Assistant Chen handed over the keys with satisfaction, took a taxi and left.

Song Jiu opened the door, and the villa was deserted. The furniture was neatly placed, and it was so tidy that there was no smell of fireworks.

The curtains were tightly closed to block the sunlight, and there was no one on the first floor. He called out, but no one responded, so he sat on the sofa in the living room and waited.

After waiting for several hours, Song Jiu's legs were numb and he didn't even see anyone. He was really bored and decided to get up and familiarize himself with the environment in advance.

The villa has two floors. The first floor is the living room and kitchen, and there is a garden full of flowers outside.

Song Jiu arrived on the second floor without realizing it. Near the stairwell, a door was slightly open. Through the gap, the painting board inside could be vaguely seen. Could it be that the owner of the villa was painting?

After hesitating for a while, he gently opened the door and found that there was no one inside. It seems that this place has been idle for a long time. A thin layer of dust has accumulated on the floor. Painting tools are stacked in a corner. The thick dust covers the original appearance.

In the center of the wall hangs a long yellow scroll, showing two men in ancient costumes.

A familiar feeling came to his heart, and Song Jiu stared blankly at the man with no facial features in the painting, lost in thought.

"Who asked you to come here?"