False Jacksu forced to become Jacksu [Quick Transmigration]

On this day, Shen Xuanhe suddenly told Han Yun that Shen Qingrang had been found.

Han Yun was stunned for a moment.

He has completely lost his sight. Although he has been taking medicine, he has not seen any improvement.Recently, I have been unable to eat, cough up blood frequently, and have lost a lot of weight.

"Really, really?"

"Yes." Shen Xuanhe held his hand, "Eat well at noon, then take a rest, and I will have someone take you to see him in the afternoon."

Han Yun was dumbfounded, and asked H: [What's going on? 】

H was also very wronged: [I don't know, I died obviously. 】

[Speaking...] Han Yun was thoughtful, [I haven't asked you yet, how did you die? 】

H said: [I escaped from prison, and the dark guards came to arrest me. I deliberately bumped into his sword and died. 】

【Then this afternoon—】

In the middle of talking, Han Yun suddenly remembered something, and asked Shen Xuanhe: "Are you going with me this afternoon?"

"Yeah." Shen Xuanhe said in a low voice, showing a smile, "I have some things to deal with this afternoon, and there are too many backlogs of government affairs in the past few days."

Han Yun raised his eyebrows, this is... interesting.

*****

In the afternoon, the dark guards took him to the dungeon.

"Young Master Shen is inside." The secret guard said, "Your subordinate is waiting outside, please give me instructions at any time." After speaking, he walked out and closed the door behind him.

Han Yun was a little curious. He stretched out his hand and groped along the railing.

"... Qing Rang?"

A hand suddenly grabbed his hand, Han Yun was startled, and subconsciously wanted to pull it back, but it was held tightly.

The man spread out his palm and wrote on it: 【It's me. 】

"Why, why didn't you speak?"

Han Yun's hand was placed flat on the palm of the man, and the palm touched by the back of the hand was slightly callused, which was indeed somewhat familiar.

【punishment. 】

"Did Shen Xuanhe do it?"

【Yes. 】

Han Yun fell silent.

Before he came in just now, he asked H to check the situation in the dungeon to see who the so-called "Shen Qingrang" was.

If H can be transformed into a human form, his expression must be strange and surprised.

【Master, the person inside is... Shen Xuanhe. 】

In a daze, the person in the iron prison wrote again in Han Yun's palm: [How are you? 】

"I'm very good."

Han Yun replied subconsciously, but his mind was no longer on it.

What kind of thoughts and beliefs did Shen Xuanhe have, to pretend to be Shen Qingrang to communicate with him, and even willing to take the torture of Shen Qingrang on himself, just to be able to pretend to be Shen Qingrang without making a sound, so as to confuse him? pass?

In the silence, Shen Xuanhe was standing behind the iron railing. He greedily looked at Han Yun's face, as if he couldn't get enough of it, but he didn't dare to have more contact.

After all, he is not Shen Qingrang.If Han Yun could see it, he would definitely not want to spend even an extra second with him here.

Although Shen Xuanhe didn't make a sound, if he touched it with his hands, it would still be exposed.But at this time, Han Yun couldn't bring himself to find fault. He stood stupidly, still a little unrecovered. He didn't expect that Shen Xuanhe, who had always been arrogant and conceited, would pretend to be the person he hated the most in his life for him. Yes, and at the same time, he is also the person who is most eager to get rid of them and then quickly.

【Is he nice to you? 】

Shen Xuanhe wrote on his hand, nervously waiting for his answer.

Han Yun was silent for a while, the dungeon was wet and cold, and the sound of dripping water echoed from nowhere.His fingertips can still touch the rough fabric of Shen Xuanhe's cuffs. He has done a lot of tricks. There are as many prison uniforms as shackles, but the thin linen is not enough to resist the winter cold. Han Yun's hands trembled a little.

After a while, Han Yun nodded slightly and said, "He's pretty good."

The simple three words fell, but Shen Xuanhe seemed to be pardoned. The affirmation and tenderness he had never had before made him feel sour.

Even if it can be felt through the identity of "Shen Qingrang", it is already precious enough.

[You should go, the dungeon is very cold. 】

After writing this sentence, Shen Xuanhe was about to take back his hand, but Han Yun hurriedly held it and asked, "Wait, wait a minute...Qing Rang, will I see you again?"

The eagerness in his tone made Shen Xuanhe pause. He held Han Yun's hand in his, but he didn't answer. He just lowered his head and stared at the straw on the ground.

How sad and ridiculous, what he desires the most can only be obtained under the identity of another person.

【Will do. 】

he wrote, and let go.

Han Yun returned to the bedroom like a ghost, sitting on the soft couch with the cat in his arms, distracted.

Although he didn't want to admit it, but... his heart softened.

Shen Xuanhe was able to achieve this step, Han Yun never thought about it, and never expected it.

He sat blankly for a while, and after a while, Shen Xuanhe came back.

After he came in, he didn't walk towards Han Yun immediately, but asked the maid to call for hot water. Han Yun got up and walked towards him. Since he was blind, all the decorations in the palace have been cleaned up thoroughly, but he still seems to be limp. He stumbled and nearly fell, but was supported by Shen Xuanhe who hurried over.

"Why don't you sit down?"

Shen Xuanhe supported him nervously, the biting cold temperature could reach Han Yun's arm even through two or three layers of sleeves.

Han Yun lowered his eyes and said, "Your hands are so cold, is there no heating in the imperial study?"

Shen Xuanhe let go of his hands like an electric shock, pretended to smile relaxedly, and said, "After discussing things, I went to the Imperial Garden for a walk. The weather is too cold."

At this time, the maid came over with a basin of hot water, Shen Xuanhe put his hand in it, took it out after soaking it hot, wiped it carefully with a cloth towel, then took Han Yun's hand, and pulled him to sit on the soft couch .

"Going to see him this afternoon?"

"Ah."

After a pause, Han Yun said, "He...can't speak anymore."

Shen Xuanhe fell silent. In fact, with the assistance of the hidden guards, and Han Yun couldn't see, it was quite easy to pretend to be Shen Qingrang. There was only one thing that was difficult to solve - the voice was difficult to disguise.

He really had no choice but to think of other ways to trick him.

Anyway, Han Yun already hated him so much, it doesn't matter a little more.Compared with the resentment towards him, knowing the news of Shen Qingrang's death would probably be a bigger blow.

Shen Xuanhe closed his eyes and said hoarsely, "I tortured him."

Han Yun was speechless.

Shen Xuanhe was blunt, not looking for trouble at all, and simply admitted it neatly, which made Han Yun at a loss.

He could feel that Shen Xuanhe was afraid, and he could also feel the pain and sorrow he was enduring. At this time, Han Yun felt that what he said was wrong, so he simply pulled out his hand, hugged the cat and shrank aside without saying a word.

Shen Xuanhe sat on the side and looked at him silently, his eyes were red, and he suppressed the tide-like wetness, but he still felt that his nose was very blocked.

The two were relatively silent, and it was not until dinner time that Shen Xuanhe came to ask him to drink medicine and eat.

Han Yun adjusted the sachet on his waist, shook his head and said, "I don't have any appetite, I'll just eat some fruit."

"Fruit is not nutritious enough," Shen Xuanhe said, "Eat more, Ayun."

Han Yun felt his throat was so itchy and tried to endure it, but when Shen Xuanhe fed him with a spoon, he couldn't help coughing with his mouth open, and warm liquid gushed out from the corner of his mouth.

"Ayun!"

Shen Xuanhe was shocked, hurriedly supported him, turned his head and yelled outside: "The imperial doctor! Hurry up and announce the imperial doctor!"

After Han Yun was poisoned, Shen Xuanhe ordered the imperial doctor to stay in the palace in shifts, so the imperial doctor also rushed to the palace, electrified incense and performed acupuncture treatment.

Shen Xuanhe stood by the bed, holding Han Yun's hand tightly, his face full of panic.

After this outbreak, Han Yun's condition deteriorated rapidly. The first voice he heard after waking up was Shen Xuanhe, who was very hoarse, and even had a clear audible voice in the first few words. choking sound.

"You—you're awake, how are you feeling? Is there anything else wrong?"

Han Yun shook his head and said weakly: "Very...very good...it's okay..."

In the past, Shen Xuanhe was always able to control himself to remain calm, and even if his voice trembled occasionally, he could quickly adjust to it. This was the first time he lost his composure like today.

It seems that he is really not far from death.

However, this is actually not bad.No matter it was a relief for Han Yun or Shen Xuanhe, the following days were too heavy, so heavy that even Han Yun felt the hardship.

Shen Xuanhe touched his forehead, lifted the quilt to lie down with him, and hugged him tightly.

Han Yun lay quietly for a while, then suddenly called out: "Shen Xuanhe."

"I'm here."

"You said before that you would be a very good emperor without me."

"..."

Han Yun smiled and said softly: "When I leave, you can be a good emperor again." He thoughtfully did not use the word "death" again.

Shen Xuanhe leaned on his shoulder, put his head against his neck, and said, "Don't go."

Don't go... don't leave me alone.

He closed his eyes hard, only to feel his teeth chattering.

"Don't go...I don't want to be alone."

Shen Xuanhe has never admitted his cowardice so bluntly. It is not difficult for him to be strong, but the weakness after being strong is often the most piercing.

Just like he has been strong in front of Han Yun all his life, whether it is resentment or anger he has endured all the time, these can even be said to be insignificant compared with the invisible torture in getting along later.It is obvious that Han Yun is just a doctor with no power to restrain a chicken, but he can always cut a bloody hole in his heart with a few simple words, but Shen Xuanhe insisted on staying until today. Don't show half of it.

However, as strong as him, he almost threw away his helmet and armor in front of Han Yun's light "very good" when he was in the dungeon, and was defeated.

"What are you afraid of?" Han Yun said, rarely gentle, "come alone, leave alone, the world is always fair."

"You will be a good emperor, Shen Xuanhe."

The following days were even more tormenting for Shen Xuanhe.

Han Yun is counting the days to be free, but Shen Xuanhe is counting the days, stepping closer to hell step by step.