Nanzhu

Next, bow respectfully.

"Master Nan, why do you need to be so polite?" Qi Lan's voice was faint, and no emotion could be heard.

Nan Zhu turned around and understood the situation in an instant.In Lin Palace, there is another person.But Qi Lan was just ordered to stay outside the door.

Dong Lin, who can make the generals of a country guard the gate, will not have more than three people in the whole country.And one person is still lying on the bed now, so it is not difficult to guess who the person in the house will be.

It's no wonder that talking to himself like this is nothing more than the word "avoid suspicion".

only……

Nan Zhu raised the corners of his lips, and glanced at the man who was close at hand.

People are brought by him, and it is too late to avoid suspicion.

"What are you laughing at? Can't Zhu'er let me rest assured a few times?"

Qi Lan's voice came from next to his ear, but the figure clearly did not approach.Nan Zhu looked up at Qi Lan, slightly surprised.It turned out that Qi Lan's martial arts were truly unfathomable.

"Is Nan Aiqing here? Come in."

Across the door, Li Chenqi's calm and majestic voice came from the inner room.But in a short period of time, the man obviously appeared in the demeanor of an emperor.

Or because of the old emperor's illness, he no longer has any scruples, and even disdains basic restraint.

In contrast, Li Chenxiang is too smart and hides too deeply.And the emperor, isn't that what a temperament is needed?The scheming mansion hides a knife in his smile.

The moment he stretched out his hand to push the door, a generous big palm shook the hand hanging by his side without any trace.Nan Zhu looked sideways, and there was a faint smile between his brows and eyes with a wordless reassurance.

Pushing open the door and entering, unable to speak, he bent his back that was straight a moment ago.To those two noble people, respectfully salute.

"Excuse me." Li Chenqi's tone was filled with anxiety, Nan Zhu felt his wrist tighten, and he was dragged towards the inner hall.

Behind him, a fiery gaze followed closely, Nan Zhu sighed secretly, but couldn't turn his head back.

"Hmph." Seeing the figures of those two people disappear in the front hall, Qi Lan let out a cold snort suppressed from his throat.After he lifted his foot and walked a few steps inward, an arm stretched out, blocking his way.

Qi Lan frowned and looked, only to see Li Chenxiang shook his head solemnly at him.

The hand hanging by the side was clenched and then clenched, and finally stood where it was, allowing the whole body to slowly stiffen.

"Hey." Li Chenxiang sighed slightly, turned his feet, and went to the hall there.

Qi Lan, oh Qi Lan, when did you become so impatient.Thinking about coming to Nanzhu, I really underestimated him.

His eyes sank, and the sneer on his lips disappeared in an instant.Some people really can't be careless.I thought it would be harmless to keep it, but now I should consider whether it must be removed.

After all, what I want is Qi Lan who can conquer the world for me.Not a Qi Lan who grew up to be a hero because of his children's love.

After entering the inner hall, I saw Nan Zhu kneeling beside the dragon couch, still looking calm, just like when I saw him for the first time.

It's no wonder that such a person makes Qi Lan tempted.Nanzhu, born with an aura that even he doesn't know, is refreshing and clean, elegant and indifferent.It seems that it is not polluted by the world, not polluted, and independent from the world.

Li Chenxiang saw him move his pulse, so he couldn't help picking up the pen and paper on the table, and passed it a few steps forward.After meeting those surprised eyes, a slightly frightened short body took it.

"The emperor has a heart, and understands Nan Zhu's mind."

Suddenly, Li Chenxiang's heart sank suddenly, only to realize that he had unknowingly acted completely different from the "Li Chenxiang" in the palace on weekdays.The looming and concealed murderous intent was only for a moment, and the next moment, a decision was made in his heart.

This person Nanzhu cannot be kept.

When everything is settled in the future, it must be eliminated, even if there will be a slight gap between Qi Lan and himself.

"No way. The second brother looked so carefully, he just kept looking at Nanzhu like me." He muttered deliberately, and glanced at the corner of his lips: "Ugly is ugly, but it is not unacceptable. This Qilan Mansion He who came out is still a capable person.”

The doubts in Li Chenqi's eyes faded a little, but there was an ordinary smile on his face: "What are you mumbling about?"

"Second brother, tell me, if the father recovers from his illness, what should we reward Nanzhu for?" Li Chenxiang looked at Li Chenqi with a smile, although it was a question, he continued without waiting for Li Chenqi's answer: "I think, it's better to just take How about Mo Ning giving him a marriage? Letting Nanzhu be a son-in-law is not bad. Our Donglin has always kept talented people, and Nanzhu can be regarded as a strange person."

When Li Chenqi heard this, the last trace of doubt quietly dissipated.Looking at Nanzhu, he looked up and down, and nodded: "Okay, it's really a good idea."

"It's just that rewards and punishments must be clearly defined, second brother, don't you think so?" Li Chenxiang said with a smile, looking at Nan Zhu and then at Li Chenqi: "Second brother said, if...if it's father..."

"Shut up!" Interrupting Li Chenxiang's words severely, Li Chenqi looked angrily: "You dare to say outrageous words, third brother, don't let this hall hear you say that again. If not, even my younger brother can't be forgiven lightly."

"Second Brother..." Li Chenxiang took a step back in panic, and finally lowered his head: "Second Brother, Chen Xiang knew he was wrong."

Seeing this, Li Chenqi sighed helplessly.He stepped forward and patted his brother on the shoulder: "Father is definitely fine. If something goes wrong." At this point, there was a sudden pause, and then an undisguised aura burst out instantly. "No one can escape!"

Nanzhu's head drooped and his brows were tightly frowned, his shoulders trembled slightly, as if frightened.He was suddenly dragged by someone's arm and forcefully lifted up from the ground.

Li Chenqi's voice floated above his head: "Nan Aiqing, everything is thankful."

Nodding again and again.Just about to pick up a pen, Qi Lan's voice came from outside.

"Your Highness, the medicine boy is here to deliver the medicine."

"Let him in."

Nanzhu's thoughts changed in an instant, and he picked up a pen and wrote on the paper: After taking the medicine, Nanzhu wanted to give acupuncture for the emperor.I also hope that His Highness and the third prince will stay away.

"how long it takes?"

An hour will do.

Not long after, after the emperor took the decoction, all the fathers-in-law, servants and maids in the huge Lin Palace withdrew from the inner hall.Even the crown prince, the third prince, and the great general of Qi all left together.

Taking out the silver needle and burning the Ningxiang, Nanzhu walked to the side of the dragon couch, bent down and began to administer the needle.

I don't kneel anymore, if I can, I don't want to bend down.

The person in front of him - this man who once valued him like a mountain and despised him like a bird.

I am real, and I don't want to bow to him.

Looking at the thin needle in his hand for the last stitch, Nan Zhu stopped moving.

Seeing that the silver needle in his hand was still, there was no further movement for a long time.There is melancholy and a little emotion in my heart, I don't know how to explain it, and what words to say.Finally, slowly returning to his senses, the hand that stopped in mid-air slowly dropped.

Once the needle is dropped, everything cannot be turned back.

"Well--"

The person on the bed twitched suddenly, and then spat out a mouthful of dark brown turbid blood.Nan Zhu raised his hand, without any inner strength, but quickly and proficiently shot again and again, instantly hitting several big acupoints on the other side.The dozen or so silver needles that were supposed to be inserted all over his body instantly disappeared into the opponent's body.And the twitching body slowly calmed down.

The old emperor on the bed stopped coughing up blood, and his eyes, which had been closed tightly all the time, moved and gradually opened.

In a haze, I saw a blue shirt shaking in front of him, and someone was wiping his lips.Looking harder, the man in Tsing Yi is raising his hand, pulling and moving it, which coincides with the movement of wiping his lips.

The slender figure, the faint and clean breath reminded him of someone in a trance.

"Tsing Yi..."

Weak panting and barely audible sound made the other party stop wiping.

The old emperor didn't notice it, but saw Nanzhu vaguely, and felt a pain in his heart.

The long-lost feeling, more than ten years ago, he thought that he had long been numb.He is old, he is indeed old, if Tsing Yi were around, he would not be young anymore.

It's just, his Tsing Yi.Why did you betray yourself back then, why did you send back the news that he was in collusion with King Xiang of Mobei when you wanted to share the world with him.

It's because he can't see clearly, or he is desperate for himself.Back then, I actually dismissed his military power in a fit of anger and exiled him to the wilderness.He clearly knew that he had offended countless people in order to guard this land of Donglin for himself.This undoubtedly sent him to death, but he was blinded by power, driven by love, and committed an irreparable mistake.

He will never forget in this life, before being exiled that day, Tsing Yi looked back and smiled in the morning and evening.

Laughed all the vicissitudes, laughed all the world, and laughed all my own stupidity.

"Tsing Yi, Tsing Yi."

Perhaps after Tsing Yi's death, he himself also died.If it wasn't for Dong Lin's successor, why would he have to guard the ridiculous throne for more than ten years.

Now it's only a year of knowing fate, but it seems to have gone through a lot of vicissitudes.

Suddenly felt a tingling pain coming from the back, and under the distorted face, the vision gradually became clear.Only then did the emperor see clearly that the person in front of him was not the Tsing Yi in his heart, but an ugly man in Tsing Yi.

"Who are you...?"

As expected of the king of a country, even if he just woke up, he is majestic and at ease.And that unflappable reaction was beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Nan Zhu backed away a few steps, raised his hand to take the pen, and hurriedly wrote: Disciple of the Immortal Doctor, come to treat the emperor.

"You..." Seeing his appearance, he didn't kneel down or salute himself.The emperor squinted his eyes, wanting to reprimand the boy in front of him for being too bold, but when he caught sight of his words on the paper, he opened his eyes wide and looked at Nanzhu in shock, his whole body trembling involuntarily.

"Who are you... exactly?!"

Others don't know such a familiar handwriting. How could I not know the days when I was talking about armies and deploying troops and chatting freely with myself.Tsing Yi, the former general of Donglin, wrote a good handwriting with both hardness and softness!

Nan Zhu smiled, no longer in a calm manner, but with a touch of sarcasm faintly hanging on his lips.

If I say I am Tsing Yi, can the emperor be trusted?

ghosts and gods,