[Quick Transit] After flirting with the sickly boss

"Drink medicinal food..."

"It will be fine after drinking the medicinal food..."

The man was dressed in a dragon robe, he could no longer lift one hand, and he was feeding the man in his arms spoonful after spoonful of black medicinal food with a frenzied expression.

Then it all fell out.

Nervously, he took candied fruit to feed Luo He, and stuffed it into Luo He's mouth, but Luo He would never eat it again.

Sheng Changyuan smashed the bowl and tightened his arms, as if he wanted to strangle Luo He to death in his arms.

No, there was no need for him to strangle to death.

His little prince is gone.

Luohe's clothes were covered with dried and solidified medicinal food, making it dirty.

He was in his arms, cold and hard, but there were one or two corpse spots on his face, exuding the special smell of corpses.

It really doesn't smell good.

It's not right that he got him dirty...

Sheng Changyuan washed him clean, changed his clothes, and carried him back to the newly cleaned bedroom.

Outside the door, there was a minister kneeling on the ground.

Sheng Changyuan turned a blind eye, his eyes were full of only the person in his arms.

When the imperial doctor diagnosed that Luo He was dead, Sheng Changyuan almost beheaded him.

Sheng Changyuan told them all to leave, leaving only the imperial doctor who offered the prescription.

When the other imperial physicians were at a loss for what to do to Luo He, this imperial physician offered a prescription on his own initiative.

He said: "Your Majesty is a person who bears the fortune of the dragon, and has been practicing martial arts for many years and has plenty of blood. As long as His Majesty is willing, he can use himself as medicine to fill up the lack of Qi and blood of Mr. Luo."

Sheng Changyuan thought it was worth a try.

He bled every day, and deliberately asked the imperial doctor to add flavored coptis, making the medicinal food ugly and unpalatable, so as to completely cover up the rusty smell of blood inside.

He supervised that Luohe could not miss a single medicinal meal, so in just one month, Luohe actually got better visibly with the naked eye.

But now, the imperial doctor said that there was nothing he could do.

"Your Majesty, it's better to let Mr. Luo go to the ground as soon as possible."

The imperial doctor was once helped and promoted by Luo He in the palace, otherwise he would not have proposed a method that would be useful to Luo He's body but not beneficial to Sheng Changyuan.

He is grateful to Luo He, this man has been gone for half a month, and no matter how cold and snowy he is, he can't keep his dead appearance, and his body spots are starting to appear.

After death, one should go to the ground and rest in peace. In this way, going is not going well.

and--

The imperial doctor raised his head cautiously, and swept across the emperor's left hand hanging by his side, his heart tightened.

This hand is probably useless even if it is treated, it has been completely useless.

Sheng Chang Yuan reprimanded lifelessly, "Get lost!"

"You haven't eaten for three days. If you continue like this, your body won't be able to hold on." The imperial doctor insisted, "You can't come back to life after death, and Mr. Luo doesn't want to see you like this, Your Majesty!"

"Go away!"

Sheng Changyuan kicked the table flying, drew out his sword, his eyes were red, and he had already lost his mind.

The imperial doctor hurriedly retreated, Sheng Changyuan threw his sword and hugged Luo He.

He only has one hand to use now, and he doesn't want to do anything but hug Luo He.

Sheng Changyuan hugged Luohe and set off for Changchi City.

That day, when Luanjia drove away, there was a silent Luohe inside.

Sheng Changyuan carried him to the Temple of Heaven where he was sacrificed, and carried him to the dragon chair to ascend the throne.

He was tyrannical and immoral, and no one dared to speak to him, but everyone called him crazy.

To let a dead man ascend the throne!

Sheng Changyuan never cared about their opinions. Even if he became the emperor, his heart was still so small. He couldn't let go of the country, the country, and the common people, but he could only let go of a naughty and innocent little prince.

Those people want to kick him down again, but as long as he is still the emperor, the people around him can be used by him for a day.

The emperor's trip to Changchi City was silent, and he only brought two teams of guards with him.

The officials of Beichen Kingdom were full of complaints to the emperor, while the officials of Nanchen Kingdom started to move around, and secretly letters were flying all over the sky in the prince's mansion.

Sheng Changyuan didn't bother to pay attention to these things, so he simply went back to Prince Qian's mansion quietly, maybe his little prince would wake up in Prince Qian's mansion.

On the way, Sheng Changyuan was exhausted and fell into a coma.

While he was unconscious, the four robbed the convoy.

Three of them had high martial arts skills, and the guards were defeated and fell to the ground.

The remaining one was dressed in green, with frosty eyes, lifted the curtain and entered the sedan chair. After a while, he said angrily, "Ah Jian, come and separate, he is holding on to Master and won't let go!"

A Shuqi asked: "Didn't he faint?"

With great strength, Ah Jian forcibly broke away Sheng Changyuan's hand that was holding Luo He like an iron arm, and heard a cracking sound.

Sheng Changyuan opened his eyes suddenly, the eyes were full of bloodshot eyes.

He shouted heart-piercingly: "Give it back to me!"

Both arms were crippled, and when he moved, he rolled on the ground in a dizzy state, with red eyes like a beast that couldn't do anything, and even its ferocity was just the last layer of camouflage.

A Jianli ignored him, if Luo He hadn't said not to seek revenge from Sheng Changyuan, he would have killed Sheng Changyuan with one sword!

Seeing A Jian holding Luo He out of the sedan chair, Sheng Changyuan's eyes were almost bleeding, he stumbled and wanted to get up, but he couldn't pull up any strength.

He said to Ah Cha: "Ah Cha, give him back to me, he is mine...it is mine! None of you can take him away!"

Ah Cha's indifferent mask was broken, and there was a bone-chilling hatred in his eyes.

He grabbed Sheng Changyuan's skirt and lifted him up from the ground. His eyes were red and swollen, and his voice was already hoarse from crying.

"I wish I could kill you! It was you who killed the prince! Without you, the prince will be fine all his life, and you still have the face to say such things. If I were you, I would kill myself and apologize to the prince!"

He really wanted to do something, but looking at Sheng Chang Yuan's appearance, he looked like a tiger that was about to die of illness. It was the same thing whether he did it or not. Death was a matter of time for Sheng Chang Yuan.

Now that I made a move, I went back to the underground to meet the master, and I still have to be blamed.

Ah Cha threw the distraught Sheng Changyuan onto the soft couch, grabbed the red thread protruding from his neck, and saw that the pendant was indeed the jade pendant given to Yingyi by the prince, with the prince's words engraved on it, and he also Wear it with your body? !

"This is mine, it was given to me by Ziqian," Sheng Changyuan panicked, "Put it down!"

"This was given to the lord by the late emperor. I will put it in the funeral objects of the lord and bury him with the lord. From now on, you will have nothing to do with the lord."

Ah Jiu urged outside: "Hurry up, Ah Cha, the prince is most afraid of the cold, and you let him wait for you in the snow, it's shameless."

With a pain in Ah Cha's heart, she knocked Sheng Changyuan unconscious with a palm, and pulled Yupei away.

Together with a dead body wrapped tightly in a white-haired cloak, the four got on their horses and left.

The snow fell more and more heavily, covering all the traces, and also pressed the sedan chair of the guards who were gradually moving forward after waking up to a thick layer of snow.

Sheng Changyuan was dreaming.

He dreamed that Luo He was kissed in a strange vat by someone, and the man sucked Luo He's blood and locked him up.

I dreamed that Luohe had a big golden tail and silver horns, and was being comforted by a man with black hair and black eyes full of murderous looks.

Dreamed that Luo He was tortured by a young man who looked exactly like Luo He on the mirror wall until he cried out, begging him to let him go.

He dreamed that Luohe was sitting on the giant cat, and the cat gave him a small crystal nucleus fragment, which he wore as a necklace and hung around his neck, smiling very happily.

Dreamed that Luo He died, died quietly in the car in front of him, and in the end, even the body was taken away, and nothing was left to him.

Sheng Changyuan woke up.

He found that the last one was not a dream.

One of his arms is useless, one arm is broken, and the wounds have been tightly bandaged. Now he can't even take care of himself. He has to be served by others in order to eat and use.

He also had a high fever and could barely get out of bed.

After struggling to get off the ground with great difficulty, he fell to the ground.

He never kept anyone close to serve him, the maid who heard the noise outside the door pushed the door in, and was scolded by him to go out.

Sheng Changyuan stumbled and got up, his neck was empty, the jade pendant was taken away by Ah Cha, and his heart was also empty, because his heart was dug away by A Jian along with Luo He.

How could he have nothing.

It should all be his.

That's not what he wanted, he just wanted to go back to that time again, to go back to that night again.

Luo He hugged his neck softly and sweetly, saying that you owe me a lot.

He is willing to pay for his life.

But now, to whom?

nothing left.

Sheng Changyuan was so sad that he finally couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, and his whole body became depressed.

He could feel that he hadn't lived long.

Even if he died, he would be buried with Luo He.

"Come on, prepare the sedan chair—"

Sheng Changyuan went to Prince Qian's Mansion first, and only the housekeeper and porter were left in the mansion.

The concierge glared at him, and refused to let him in, so he raised his voice to call for the housekeeper.

The housekeeper was getting old, and when he came, he sighed to Sheng Changyuan: "If you come to look for the prince, you don't need to look for it anymore. Acha and the others have taken away all the prince's favorite things, and they have buried them now."

Sheng Changyuan said anxiously: "Do you know where it was buried?"

The housekeeper said: "I don't know, Ah Cha said that the prince has been doing badly since he fell ill, and I don't want him to be disturbed by ordinary things when he goes, and he will be buried in a place that no one knows about."

Sheng Changyuan said: "Maybe let me go in and take another look?"

The housekeeper shook his head, "Are you saying this as His Majesty, or as Shadow One? If it's Your Majesty, the slave has to follow. If it's Shadow One, you should know whether the prince still wants you in. Shadow One will not Disobey the orders of the prince."

What he said was outrageous.

Sheng Changyuan was not in the mood to pursue this matter, he saluted the housekeeper, took a deep look at the lonely and familiar Prince Qian's Mansion, turned and left.

At some point, there were no more guards around, the jade seal had been stolen long ago, the Beichen Kingdom annexed the Nanchen Kingdom, and a certain prince was promoted to the throne as emperor.

Sheng Changyuan looked at the vast world, and couldn't find a place for himself.

He keeps going, keeps going.

Cold, hungry, sleepy, and confused, but still moving forward with frozen legs.

It seemed that if he walked a little longer, he would be able to see Luo He's figure.

Luo He must be smiling happily and waving at him.

The mountain was high and the road was slippery, Sheng Changyuan stepped on the air and fell down the cliff, his blood was soaked.

He spread his hands, knowing that he was going to die.

But he was still not reconciled, the person he was looking for had not been found yet.

Before dying, Sheng Changyuan heard a voice.

Weird and unpopular voice, but full of emotion and even a heartache tone.

"The blackening value has already broken through the sky, so you still want to continue?!"

In an instant, countless memories squeezed into Sheng Changyuan's head, including the picture he saw in his dream, but it didn't make him feel uncomfortable, as if it was a part of himself.

Finally, the most original piece also woke up.

Sheng Changyuan closed his eyes slightly, and then opened them again, his aura had changed.

If it weren't for the same face and the same body, this gentle and jade-like temperament would have made him look like another person completely.

With a wave of his hand, he activated the power of the law, healed all the wounds on his body, rubbed his forehead, his eyes were like stars, and poured thousands of brilliance into them.

"Xiao Qi, long time no see."

The system said arrogantly: "He sees you every day, you don't know how badly you have been abused, Luo He has no heart at all!"

Sheng Changyuan smiled, "Xiaoqi, if you speak ill of him again, I will destroy you."

He used the power of law to find Luohe's grave.

Ah Cha and the others did choose a good place for Luohe, surrounded by mountains and rivers, with beautiful scenery. When spring comes, it must be a good place to see and make people linger.

Xiaoqi felt aggrieved and said, "I'll speak for you and you still have to destroy me, bad master!"

Sheng Changyuan shrank his ground an inch and walked towards Luo He's grave.

"Because you said it wrong." Just thinking about that person, his heart softened into a puddle of water. "It's not that he is heartless, he just gave me his heart."

Xiao Qi stuck out his tongue, "What are you going to do now, Luo He's body is only a shell, his soul is waiting to pass through the next world."

"Fulfill my own wishes and die with him."

Xiao Qi didn't understand, "Your current blackening value is too high, and you can't completely suppress it. The initial blackening value will become higher and higher. What should I do?"

"What are you in a hurry for?" Sheng Changyuan said with a smile, "I wake up at this moment, and I will seal the memory deeper and more tightly. If you don't let me notice the abnormality, I won't be awakened. As for my abnormality, it's not him Do you accept it?"

Xiaoqi whispered: "I am thinking about the body of the host..."

It has been with its master for so many years, how could it not know what kind of dark and perverted inner being is underneath the gentle and jade-like gentleman temperament of its master.

But the master is right, anyway, it is Luo He who should suffer, besides, Luo He is a big scumbag, if he abuses his master, he will not worry about the scumbag!snort!

Sheng Changyuan had already reached the tomb, Acha, Ajian, Ashu and Ajiu built a house next to them and lived in it to guard the tomb.

Not far from Luohe's tomb, there is another tomb with the name of Ma Fang written on it.

Sheng Changyuan's eyes darkened slightly, and he smiled warmly, "Why can I see him everywhere?"

Xiaoqi: "Don't you want to ask yourself?"

Sheng Changyuan sighed slightly, "Forget it, I'm so tolerant, I don't care about him."

He quietly stepped into the soil, lay down in the tomb, and huddled with Luo He, without destroying anything under the force of the law.

Then activated a new and stronger seal on myself.