Leg pendant that regenerates scumbag

As soon as the usual imposing emperor appeared, those ministers who were originally filled with righteous indignation suddenly fell silent, and immediately looked at each other, their expressions were ugly.

Didn't the emperor vomit blood from the West Temple?Isn't the emperor lying in bed seriously ill?Didn't the emperor have a few days to live?

So now standing in front of them, who is His Majesty the Emperor?Everyone was terrified, the appearance of the emperor shattered all the plans they had discussed, and several people couldn't help but panic.

"I'm just not feeling well. I rested in the palace for a few days. I didn't expect you to miss me so much." The emperor said with a smile, but there was no smile in his eyes at all.

"Your Majesty, this is not what I mean, it's the king..."

Wang Ke glanced over at that person and interrupted his words: "I and your lords don't have any evil intentions, I just worry that there are traitors around your Majesty..." After speaking, he glanced at Lu Qingtong intentionally or unintentionally.

Wang Ke, an old fox, is clever, he pushed the reason to loyalty in one sentence, and resolved this suspected forced palace incident into a loyal supporter of the army.

Huan Lin's eyes looked directly at Wang Ke, Wang Ke lowered his head, it is not known whether the eyes are indifferent or uneasy.Huan Lin stared at his hat for a while, then hugged Sima Yin, pointed at Wang Ke and said with a smile: "King Yingchuan, you still need a teacher, how about this Lord Wang as your master?"

As soon as Huan Lin said this, Wang Ke's expression couldn't help but change.Wang Ke is Sima Yan's master, which is a very taboo topic. Wang Ke has already taught a generation of kings. If he teaches the son of a deposed king, what does it mean?The emperor's words were obviously probing.The atmosphere suddenly became serious, no one dared to speak, Wang Ke had no choice but to speak, Sima Yin suddenly threw himself into the arms of the emperor: "Your Majesty, I don't want him, I want my mother to teach me..."

Huan Lin seemed to have thought of something suddenly, and the threatening aura on his body eased a lot: "Forget it, I'm fine, you adults can leave. Moreover, you adults don't have to always doubt my vision, the person I choose, naturally Be loyal to me."

After Huan Lin finished speaking, he carried Sima Yin and walked inside.

As soon as Huan Lin left, several courtiers found that the inner clothes on the back were soaked in cold sweat.

"Master Wang, the empress that His Royal Highness King Yingchuan mentioned...isn't the former empress already dead?" Someone suddenly asked.

With a thought in his mind, Wang Ke revealed a contemplative expression on his face, and said, "How would I know..."

As soon as he entered, the door closed behind him, Huan Lin didn't bother to put on that caring look, and put Sima Yin on the ground.Sima Yin obediently followed behind him, struggling to keep up with his short legs.

"Don't call me 'Niangniang' from now on." Huan Lin warned him, "He is not your empress."

Sima Yin looked at him blankly: "Isn't it your mother?"

"Don't play dumb with me." Huan Lin said.

Sima Yin lowered his head, his white teeth were on his lips, a dim light flashed in his eyes, and he stopped talking.

When Huan Lin returned to the yard where Azhan lived, Azhan had already fallen asleep.He was lying on the stone chair in the yard, dressed in a white robe, his black hair was draped like ink, covering half of his face, the sun shone on his face, and he seemed to be glowing with a faint silver light, he slept soundly It's so quiet and so beautiful that people can't bear to be disturbed.

Huan Lin walked over and looked at him quietly for a long time before carefully hugging him into his arms.This is the first time in so many years that he is holding the breathing Azhan.Azhan has indeed lost a lot of weight, the bones are sticking to his arms, and he feels unspeakable sadness in his heart.When he hugged him into his arms, Azhan frowned, and his relaxed expression was stained with displeasure.Huan Lin carried him into the room, put him on the bed, and covered him with a quilt. When he put Azhan down, his brows gradually relaxed.Huan Lin took a deep breath and watched quietly by the bed for a while.Azhan's outer robe has already left, and he is only wearing a thin inner garment, revealing his fair and delicate collarbone. That face is so delicate, every detail seems to be just right, Huan Rin couldn't help but stare at him, looking at him Leaving a kiss on his forehead, he reluctantly turned and left.

People's desires always like to push an inch.When looking at Azhan's cold body, he hoped that Azhan would come back to life, and when Azhan really came back to life, he wanted to return to the way he first met.

Doctor Chen and Huan Lin sat in the room together, the door was closed tightly.

The emperor didn't speak, but looked preoccupied, and Imperial Physician Chen was restless.At this time, it is not easy to be the emperor's confidant.

If the emperor didn't speak, Imperial Physician Chen would naturally not take the initiative to speak, so he kept his eyes on his nose, his nose and his heart.

"Will Azhan restore his memory?"

When Doctor Chen's stomach growled for the third time, Huan Lin finally spoke.Doctor Chen breathed a sigh of relief. Although this question was difficult to answer, he at least saw the hope of eating: "Does Your Majesty want him to recover his memory?"

Huan Lin asked himself this question many times in his heart just now.

Now Azhan doesn't remember anything, except for his instinctive disgust, at least he is willing to stay by his side obediently. If Azhan regains his memory, he probably won't want to stay by his side for a day.

However, looking at Azhan who was like a blank sheet of paper, he always felt that something was missing. Even if Azhan was by his side, he sometimes felt empty in his heart.

"Your Majesty, everything in this world is man-made. If Your Majesty thinks it through clearly, there will be a solution." Imperial Physician Chen said inscrutablely, hoping that Huan Lin would let him go to lunch soon.

"Then is there a way to make Azhan stop hating me so much?" Huan Lin asked.

... He is an imperial physician, and he always finds it a bit strange to sit here with the emperor and discuss how to please his sweetheart.

Doctor Chen searched his brains and said: "Your Majesty does what he likes."

The emperor was thoughtful.

It was already afternoon when Azhan woke up.When he woke up, his mind was blank, and other people called him by various names, such as son and 'Azhan'.Although he has forgotten many things, he has not forgotten the basic upbringing. Many people can be called 'Young Master', so 'Azhan' is his name.

He has forgotten those people, but they can be roughly divided into two categories, one is disgusting, and the other is strange and insensitive.As for the former, there are only those who are called emperors, and there are many latter, and now the child standing at the door with a pair of black eyes staring at him is one of them.

Seeing that he woke up, the child hurried over, arranged his shoes for him to wear, then stepped back and stood aside, looking at him eagerly.

The meaning of flattery is too obvious.

He has amnesia, but he is not stupid. Naturally, he can see the child's little thoughts.When he saw the child for the first time, he liked the child a little bit, but the child's carelessness made him put him into the latter category.

Azhan turned over and got out of bed, and put the shoes on his feet.

There was a light in the child's eyes.

"Did you forgive me?" Sima Yin asked with a puffy face.

"What's wrong with you?" Azhan asked him.

"I shouldn't have kept you as a pet." Sima Yin muttered.

He didn't speak, and walked out with his robe on.He always felt that there was something wrong with the child's upbringing. If he came to raise him, he would definitely raise a handsome young man... Azhan realized that his thoughts were wrong, and he drove those thoughts out, and his mind went blank again.

Azhan walked out of the room and walked around the yard.The maids and eunuchs in this courtyard have all been replaced by the emperor's confidantes. Knowing his identity, he will not stop him wherever he goes.He walked blindly, and when he came to a place, he suddenly heard the sound of a piano.The sound of the piano made him stop, it was so familiar, as if he had heard it countless times.

He unconsciously followed the sound of the qin, pushed aside the wooden fence, and saw a man in a brocade robe sitting under a tree with a qin in front of him, his bony fingers resting on the qin, Gently plucking, the piano music flows out from the fingers, revealing a strong sadness.His fingers are different from those of ordinary literati, with a thick layer of calluses. Those hands are supposed to hold a knife and a sword, not the hands of a literati who play the piano.His technique was very jerky, but he played a piece of music with bumps and bumps.

Azhan stood there and listened quietly. When the song ended, some vague fragments flashed in his mind. He reached out to grab it, but nothing came up.

Azhan's eyes darkened.

Huan Lin took his hand back.He has deep inner strength, and he played this piece with bumps and bumps again, his mind has already drifted, and he knew that Azhan had come.He originally wanted to please Azhan, but his hand was not good at plucking the strings, so he barely played to the end.After the song was over, he looked at Azhan with the calmest eyes, trying to minimize the deliberate elements in it.

Azhan looked at him really differently.

Huan Lin couldn't see it on his face, but he was looking forward to it in his heart.Azhan likes the qin, and he likes these rare scores even more. He deliberately avoided "Phoenix Seeking the Phoenix" and picked another guqin piece that Azhan likes.

I just hope that Azhan can take another look at him.

Azhan was watching him, his black eyes seemed to hide a bend of water, watery, they were the most beautiful eyes Huan Lin had ever seen.Huan Lin got up and walked towards Azhan.

He handed the hard-earned sheet music to Azhan, who looked at him suspiciously, and then at the sheet music.

"For you." Huan Lin said.

Azhan took it.

Huan Lin was overjoyed.

Azhan looked at the music score, and the strangeness in his eyes became even worse, but that kind of strangeness didn't seem like liking... The next moment, Azhan directly tore up the Guqin music, tearing it into pieces, seeing his expression again. It turned into disgust and fear, and the repulsion became even worse.

Huan Lin was stunned.

The moment he froze, Azhan's figure had completely disappeared in front of him.Huan Lin looked at the debris on the ground, a distorted smile suddenly appeared on his face.

At least Azhan treats him differently, not the same indifference to other people.Azhan hates him, why doesn't he remember him?

Huan Lin can only have fun while suffering like this.

However, within a few days, Huan Lin didn't even have the chance to enjoy himself while suffering.

At the beginning of waking up, Azhan was very lethargic. However, as the waking time became longer and the prescriptions prescribed by the imperial doctor were taken care of, his body gradually returned to normal, except that occasionally in the middle of the night he would feel chills all over his body, as if Like lying on that cold bed again.

Azhan sometimes couldn't tell whether he was dead or alive, and only opened his eyes and looked at the roof of the tent for a long time before he was sure that he was really alive.

The high palace walls couldn't trap his heart more and more.

The West Hall is very large, but in a few days, he walked through the entire West Hall, and then set his sights on the wider space outside the West Hall.

Even if Azhan loses his memory, he is still very smart.He is like a beast that lurks in the dark, neither speaks nor communicates with others, but observes everyone secretly.He found that Huan Lin was away for a while every time, and he found that the maids and eunuchs were very afraid of him.

So one day, when Huan Lin was sure that he was not there, he walked towards the gate of the West Hall.

Get out of this palace.

When he reached the door, someone stopped him immediately.Those people were dressed in black and looked a little scary, but they were still a little afraid of him in their bones.

His eyes searched among the group of men in black, and soon fell on the man who seemed to be the leader: "Follow me outside the hall."

If Azhan insisted on going out, he couldn't stop him.Azhan's words made him breathe a sigh of relief.Lu Qingtong agreed to him, and sent someone to report to the emperor.

Finally, the man put a black cloak on him to block his face, and led him for a walk outside the West Temple.These routes were also deliberately found out by the man, as if to deal with him, because there were very few people.Along the way, he didn't even meet a eunuch and maid.

Azhan still looked around cautiously like a small animal.

The people around him stopped suddenly, but he didn't stop, he bumped forward and bumped into a person.

Azhan quickly took two steps back, squinting at the person he bumped into.

To be precise, it wasn't just a person, but a person disguised as a tree. The person's disguise was so realistic that he almost fooled the big inner commander.When he got closer, Lu Qingtong realized, otherwise he would never let Azhan get close.

Lu Qingtong looked at the tree man in front of him with a particularly ugly expression.

Looking at his colorful face, Azhan felt a strange feeling in his heart, as if he had known each other before.

"Thank you!" The tree was also taken aback and couldn't help but yelled.The voice was both startled and happy, and if you want to get to the bottom of it, you'd be more happy than surprised.

So his full name is 'Xie Zhan'?Xie is his last name.

Azhan looked at the twisting tree-like figure, couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth, showing a smile. When he smiled, his eyes seemed to be full of starlight, very dazzling.

Azhan found that he seemed to like this person quite a bit.