[Quick Transmigration] Sick and delicate, don't beat me!

Now Luo Xuan was extremely fortunate, as soon as he woke up, he went to the East Toilet to find out about the situation.

Otherwise, in a state of ignorance, if Ji Yue came back like just now, he would probably die as soon as he passed through =_= Lying on the bed, pulling the curtains, Luo Xuan felt his own breath carefully.

Heavy breathing, occasional tingling in the lungs.

Luo Xuan sighed.

Because Ji Yue gave medicine to the original owner almost every three days. As the saying goes, medicine is three-point poisonous. Of course, the medicine that makes people dull and stupid cannot only damage the mind.

The body has also suffered a certain degree of damage over the years.

Although there are no obvious symptoms, it has begun to hurt the foundation.

If it continues, there is no guarantee that it will not become a short-lived ghost.

Because his soul entered, Luo Xuan felt that as long as he found a way to avoid Ji Yue's medicine in the future, he would be fine.

But what about the body?

The damage to the body will not get better because of passing through it.

I have to find a way to fix it.

Otherwise, even if he managed to truly control the imperial power, but died due to physical damage, it would not be in vain.

My first world is over, and I have obtained extraordinary medical skills.

There is a prescription for taking advantage of the nourishment of medicines that exist in this world.

It's just... what about the medicine?

Ji Yue knew every move of the original owner.

Luo Xuan believed that as long as he had the act of looking for medicine, Ji Yue would know within half an hour.

Ugh……

Luo Xuan couldn't help but sighed again.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, Luo Xuan tried to find a breakthrough by sorting out the plot and memory over and over again.

Out of a certain interest and self-confidence, Ji Yue did not completely take power.

He only controlled the original owner in private, but even ordered the original owner to go to court.

But he is quietly being... the regent.

Could it be that he is not interested in being emperor?

Just simply enjoying the pleasure of quietly overtaking the emperor?

Luo Xuan shook his head, and threw out this perverted thought.

No matter what strange mentality Ji Yue had, he was unwilling to blatantly ascend the throne or seize power, but this was an opportunity for Luo Xuan's breakthrough.

Combining the plot and memory again, it really made Luo Xuan discover a person.

A person who was as weird as Ji Yue.

Ji Yue is weird because he clearly has great power in his memory, but he doesn't mention the perspective of the plot.

And this person has almost no sense of existence in the plot and memory.

Appeared only once in the memory of the original owner.

There are more than tens of thousands of people like this, they're just like A, B, C, Ding~ But the reason why this person makes Luo Xuan feel that he is unusual is because the only side in his memory makes Luo Xuan feel that he is unusual.

The capital of national teachers and accounting.

The original owner had just inherited the throne at the age of five, and during the enthronement ceremony, the national teacher Jidu showed up for the only time.

Ji Du showed up, and only said one sentence. In the past 20 years, he has been able to distinguish right from wrong, and the world has turned black and white.

The first half of the sentence comes from A Dream of Red Mansions.

Although Luo Xuan didn't know if there was a Dream of Red Mansions in the background setting of this ancient world, there probably wasn't.

Then, how could an ancient national teacher know?

The second half of the sentence is even more terrifying.

Because according to the original plot, from now on, three years later, the main character, Li Jingke, will overthrow the original owner, Luo Xuan.

Exactly 20 years have passed since the original owner ascended the throne at the age of five!

20 years, another world, upside down!

No matter how you look at it, it makes people think that Jidu, as if he took the script like himself?

Although judging from the plot, he is very mysterious, and even a bit out of touch with world affairs, but Luo Xuan never dared to ignore the existence of such a person.

After all, you don't know if it's an enemy or a friend.

In case he is no longer in the "diving" state due to the changes caused by his own appearance this time, his mission will be more unknown.

No matter what, I have to find an opportunity to explore this country's capital of teachers and resources.

Probably because of this smoothing of the plot and memory, he thought a little too much for a while, and when it was almost dawn, Luo Xuan fell into a deep sleep unconsciously.

"Is the emperor still up?"

The morning sun shone into the promenade in front of the palace, but it didn't bring any warmth, but it seemed even colder.

Ji Yue appeared at the door with a layer of air-conditioning.

It was hard to tell if it was really the coolness of autumn, or the coldness all over his body.

Deng Chen, who was guarding the door, lowered his head, wanting to doze off a little.

In the middle of the night last night, he should not have been on duty.

It's just that seeing the regent come back suddenly this time is a bit of a test for the emperor. He didn't know what to think, so he took the duty himself.

But so what?

Even if he is on duty, what if the emperor is really caught by the regent? Can he stop him?

Can't stop it.

It's just that when I'm on duty like this, I seem to feel calm in my heart.

The Prince Regent's voice without emotion suddenly woke him up, "Go back to King Ming, not yet."

I don't know if it's an illusion, but the surroundings seem to be a little colder.

Deng Chen moistened his throat secretly, but still sang with his unique yin and yang chorus, "...Slave, go in and have a look?"

"No need."

After Ji Yue finished speaking, he didn't intend to let him in at all, and strode into the gate of the palace.

Deng Chen naturally didn't dare to stop him.

He was also used to Ji Yue coming and going freely.

...

After entering the hall, Ji Yue frowned slightly.

From there, there was a uniform grunting sound, which clearly passed through the bed curtain and screen, and reached the ear.

Ji Yue lowered his eyes, suppressed the sneer in his eyes, and walked around the screen.

He raised his hand and lifted the thin veil, Luo Xuan was sleeping soundly under the quilt.

The whole person was curled up into a ball, his cheeks were stuffed on the quilt, and his face was covered with a touch of red.

In this posture, are you afraid of something, so looking for a sense of security?

I'm afraid of myself.

Oh, really timid and incompetent.

The long eyelashes covered him, but the slight blueness in his eyes was still faintly visible.

Didn't sleep well?

When Ji Yue was thinking, Luo Xuan didn't know if he felt something, and suddenly rolled over under the quilt.

The face turned to the inside, leaving only the back of Ji Yue's head.

Ji Yue, who originally planned to wake him up in a cold voice, was slightly taken aback, and sat down on the edge of the bed.

...

Luo Xuan suddenly opened his eyes, when did he fall asleep! ?

Must have been too sleepy last night.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he realized something was wrong!

The sight in front of me was dim, and a figure from behind was sitting by the bed!

"Wake up and get up."

A cold voice sounded without the slightest bit of heat, let alone turning around, the other party didn't even move the angle of their head.

…Regent!

Luo Xuan was completely awake.

"...Ming Wang, I, ah no, I, I..."

He imitated the fearful look of the original owner, hugging the quilt and shrank to the corner of the bed.

The original owner once saw Ji Yue's face was not good when he called himself Zhen, so he obediently changed me.

Unexpectedly, Ji Yue corrected him with a half-hearted smile and asked him to call me me.

On the contrary, it caused the original owner's subconscious to be tense, and often made slips of the tongue.

Ji Yue finally turned his head, the old god was there, "Does the emperor need ministers to dress the emperor?"