Fast travel: The host is too crazy to shoot, the system can't stop it

Chapter 107 Ancient (35) Unintentional

It was a sunny morning when Yan Nanxu woke up again.

The sunlight outside the window shone on the bedside through the curtain, Yan Nanxu looked at the ray of spring light, and couldn't tell whether it was in reality or in a dream.

In a daze, Yan Nanxu moved his fingers slightly, as if he wanted to touch the sunlight, but his body was so heavy that he couldn't use it at all.

"Your Highness! Are you awake?!"

Shen Linxi hurried to the bedside, seeing that the person really woke up, she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

The doctor said during the treatment a few days ago that everything that can be done is done now, and life is safe for the time being, but it depends on the patient whether he wakes up or not.

Shen Linxi had been worried for a few days, and now she finally woke up.

Yan Nanxu was still a little dizzy, struggling to get up, Shen Linxi immediately helped him to sit up, poured a glass of warm water and handed it over.

Yan Nanxu asked hoarsely after drinking the water: "How long have I been asleep? How is the capital now?"

"It's been almost three days. Don't worry, my son, everything in the capital has stabilized. Your Highness is now in control of the overall situation, and no one in the court has any objections."

When Yanjin seized power, foreigners were still at the border, and people in the court had different opinions, which could be regarded as internal and external troubles, but after Yan Nanxu and the others pushed the flames, Yanjin was forced to remove those hidden dangers in advance.

It is really a good strategy to make Li Daitao stiff.

Yan Jin completely made a wedding dress for others, so that Yan Ze can sit on the throne safely and securely at this moment.

"How did Yanjin's troops go out at that time deal with it?"

At that time, there were a lot of troops sent from the capital to the front line, and they could have returned that day, but Yan Ze preemptively bought the people who led the troops and deliberately led them on the wrong path, which made them unable to return to Beijing.

"It's all right. Now it is announced that Yanjin is dead. The day before yesterday, Mr. Qin personally went to negotiate with their generals, and finally basically recruited them."

It is the nature of soldiers to obey orders, but now that the person who gave the orders is dead, they seem to have lost their backbone, and it is no big deal for them to reintegrate into the new army.

It seems that the situation has completely stabilized, everything is going according to plan, and they won.

Yan Nanxu nodded lightly, and murmured: "That's it, very good."

When Yan Ze came to look for him in the evening, Yan Nanxu was already much better, sitting at the desk flipping through books casually.

"Third Highness." Seeing Yan Ze coming, Yan Nanxu wanted to stand up and salute, but was stopped by Yan Ze.

"No need, you just woke up, you should rest more."

Yan Nanxu didn't refuse, but instead asked, "What's the matter with the Third Highness?"

"It's nothing serious, I just want to ask if the prince is still used to living here? The Southern Sichuan Prince's Mansion has been cleaned a few days ago. Does the prince want to go back to the mansion directly, or what? Or I can order someone to build a mansion in the capital again. , the prince will live here for the time being."

Yan Ze also had good intentions, and was afraid that Yan Nanxu would be offended and hurt, so he came to ask specifically.

"No, I'll just go back."

Now that he said so, Yan Ze didn't insist, saying that he could move in there tomorrow, and he would let Shen Linxi send the eldest son back.

Yan Ze is really meticulous in his work. Not only has the Southern Sichuan Palace been cleaned up, but he has also collected as many things as trophies from the previous palace and put them back in the original state.

At first glance, it looked exactly the same as before. When Yan Nanxu walked into the mansion, he felt inexplicably returning to a dream, but this feeling only existed for a moment, and the strange face of the servant beside him quickly brought him back to reality.

After all, things are people.

After basically settling down, Yan Nanxu had to deal with the funeral of his family.

The king of southern Sichuan died in battle, and his bones were taken away by foreigners. Now it is difficult to find them back. Yan Nanxu had no choice but to find some clothes and items, and set up a clothes tomb next to the tomb of the princess of southern Sichuan.

The concubine's surname is Liu, and the words on the tombstone are said to have been carved by the King of Southern Sichuan himself.

Nan Xu is thoughtful, it is for the willow of memory.They should be a very loving couple, but it's a pity they couldn't live together and die together in the same coffin.

After that, they prepared to bury Yan Yousi in the ancestral grave, but when Yan Nanxu found the place, the original wasteland had changed.
A lot of catkins floated from nowhere, and some catkins have already taken root and sprouted green shoots, ready to go and full of vitality.

Perhaps in the near future, there will be a willow forest here, and every spring, catkins will fly like snow...

Shen Linxi accompanied Nanxu to the banquet. Looking at the scene, she said to herself, "It's amazing. There are a lot of catkins sprouting here, and they obviously don't rely on the water source... Eh? Your Majesty?"

Yan Nanxu suddenly walked a few steps closer in silence, then squatted down and touched the ground with his palms, looked at the newly sprouted catkins, and asked softly, "Do you want to stay here?"

No one will answer him, the wilderness is empty and silent...

But at the next moment, a breeze came from afar, blowing up a piece of catkins that hadn't taken root, and then slowly fell, the catkins were flying all over the sky, and fell on Yan Nanxu like falling snow...

Yan Nanxu stared at Liu Xu in a daze for a long time, and finally stroked the soil under his hands lightly, and said slowly: "Then it's here..."

Yan Nanxu didn't choose to move the grave, or even set up a tombstone here. He asked Shen Linxi to find someone to dig a small canal near here, and then planted some willow trees around it.

The land in the middle did not move, allowing the catkins to germinate and take root.

With the lush and green willows, mourning the thoughts of the other side... If you like this place, then go here.

Before the enthronement ceremony, Yan Ze invited Yan Nanxu privately—he kept his word, and Yan Jin would complete the enthronement ceremony.

The reason for inviting Yan Nanxu is to confirm some matters, and to let Yan Nanxu take a good look at the tragedy of his enemy.

Yan Nanxu probably guessed what Yan Ze meant, and immediately agreed, preparing to follow Shen Linxi.

"Well, His Royal Highness, if we go, we will inevitably meet many courtiers on the way, would you like to take the jade pendant?"

According to the dress etiquette of this dynasty, when attending formal occasions, the jade pendant around the waist is indispensable, but Yan Nanxu has not worn the jade pendant these days. It was okay to deal with private affairs before, but now it is safer to wear it when going to the palace.

"Jade pendant?" Yan Nanxu remembered it after reminding her, "I lost the one I used most last time."

People here think that jade can support people, and the jade that has been worn on the body has spirituality, and it can also protect the master from disasters, so even if they are children of aristocratic families, the jade pendants they wear are the fixed ones, and they have been wearing them since childhood. Live until the end of your life.

"Does the prince have any others?"

"It should be there, sorry, please wait a moment, I will look for it."

In Yan Nanxu's impression, there is indeed another one, probably not very commonly used, and he has never worn it since he traveled here.

The jade looked quite old, so Yan Nanxu put it on casually, and followed Shen Linxi to the palace.

Yan Ze told him in detail about the preparations for the enthronement ceremony.Yanjin is not dead yet, Yanze invites strange people and strangers to make a special steel frame, the steel frame is unique, similar in size to human bones, and then it is directly scalded to human flesh with high temperature!
There are transparent silk threads at the end of the steel frame. As long as the bones of the person's whole body are broken first, the person's body can only be attached to the steel frame, and then others can control the person's activities like controlling a puppet...

In fact, there is no need to be like this. During the enthronement ceremony, the people will stand extremely far away, and there is no need to make too many movements during the whole process. No one will say anything even if you sit still.

In Yan Ze's move, was he too cautious, or did he intend to take revenge?Or maybe both.

"Your Majesty, are you going to see him now?" Look at the enemy's inhuman appearance.

"To be honest, I'd rather see him die in front of me or see his dead body directly."

Yan Ze smiled and said: "Don't worry, my son, whether he can survive the enthronement ceremony is unknown, even if he survives, I will never let him live for a moment."

In the end, Yan Nanxu agreed to take a look at Yanjin. He was locked in a special secret room. The steel frame on his body seemed to have been integrated with the flesh and blood. The bloody piece was really... miserable.

But in fact, Yan Nanxu didn't feel too much when he saw this scene. There was no sadness or joy in his heart, and his indifference was too much.

Because Yan Nanxu knew that Yan Jin had already lost everything, and no amount of punishment would add much pain to his heart at this time, it was just useless effort.

No way, who made Yan Jin an asshole?He hardly cares about anyone or anything. There is nothingness in his heart, and there is nothing, so others can't destroy anything.

"It's boring." Yan Nanxu commented in a low voice.

Yan Ze shrugged and said helplessly, "I thought it would make you feel better, but it seems that I miscalculated."

Yan Jin, who was sitting there with his head bowed, seemed to have heard the conversation between the two, his lifeless head moved slightly, and then raised his head.

There was no emotion in Yan Jin's eyes, just as Yan Nanxu guessed, no amount of physical punishment would have any effect on him, he would not regret, fear, or even be sad.

However, when Yanjin raised his eyes to look over, his eyes didn't know what he touched, and he froze for a moment, those dead eyes suddenly seemed to come alive!
When Yanjin saw the face of the person in front of him clearly, he became visibly flustered, as if he had seen some unbelievable fact, flustered, puzzled, and scared!
Immediately afterwards, Yan Jin suddenly yelled loudly at Yan Nanxu, as if he was eager to say something, but his mouth was tightly sealed, and he tried his best, but he could only make a few "woo hoo".

Yan Jin even started to try to get closer to Yan Nanxu, but the steel frame on his body had already been nailed to death, so tearing him up like this was nothing more than making fun of him.

Yan Ze was a little puzzled and said: "His Royal Highness, does he want to tell you something? Do you want to listen to it?"

Yan Jin's behavior was abnormally excessive. There was a bit of humbleness and pleading in Yan Nanxu's eyes, which was really... very disgusting.

"Why should I listen to a dead man?"

This was Yan Nanxu's answer, Yan Ze was not surprised at all, nodded and said: "That's right."

At this moment, a trace of despair finally appeared in Yanjin's eyes, the despair of remorse...

No one knows what he regrets or hates, and perhaps no one is happy to know.

(End of this chapter)