Nanzhu

No, it's not true if you don't say it.

If the truth is told, those who have the heart will definitely do it again, making it impossible to guard against.The emperor must die, and there will be no chance of survival.

If you don't say it, then you won't be able to eat and walk around, and the emperor's situation will be bad.Without the support of medicine, I am afraid that it will be difficult to survive for three days.

And just a moment ago, he saw murderous intent in Li Chenxiang's eyes.

It only took a moment for Nanzhu to understand his thoughts and the current situation.

Li Chenxiang really hid it too deeply.Even Qi Lan is probably just a pawn in his hand.And it was himself who suddenly appeared that made this pawn go out of control.

Chess pieces should be at the mercy of the master. If they lose control, how can they control the overall situation?If you can't control the overall situation, it may become the biggest hidden danger, and you will lose everything in the end.

Therefore, the current self is obviously a thorn in Li Chenxiang's side.Only by removing himself, Qi Lan will truly be under his control again.

It seems that the king is the friend, but in this world, the king is the king, and the minister is the minister.If there is no distinction between monarchs and ministers, that is a dead word.There will never be exceptions, not in the past, not now, and never in the future.

Smiling wryly to himself, others don't know about Li Chenxiang's background, but he knows a little bit about it.Whether it's the queen or Li Chenqi.Already doomed to lose the sentence.It's just because what Li Chenxiang wants is not to get rid of the appearance, but to uproot the two factions without leaving one.

This time, how could he not know the queen's actions.Now that the emperor was murdered again, no one could find out the evidence, not because no one was there, but because Li Chenxiang didn't want to look for it.Perhaps, it was because he turned one eye and closed the other, watching the queen move without making a sound.

What is all this for?

It's just my own life.

It turned out that my own life was worth these thoughts and experiences.Li Chenxiang really thinks highly of himself.

Nan Zhu's eyes were a little sad, maybe he could never wait for Qi Lan to return to Beijing, and never see that person again.

"Master Nan."

He was brought back to his mind by a soft call.Nan Zhu took a few steps back and bowed to the queen.

"My lord, save the emperor. This palace... can't do without him."

With tears in his eyes, this time he really looked at Nanzhu, no longer in a daze.

Nan Zhu sighed in his heart, but on his face he was sincere and fearful.He hurriedly bent down to worship, and then gestured with a pen and paper.

"Come here, prepare your pen and ink quickly."

A flash of excitement flashed in the Queen's eyes, she stood up and walked off the dragon couch, came to Nan Zhu and helped him up.

"Master Nan, please do your best."

He nodded, and when he turned around to take the pen and ink, there was a wry smile on his lips.

Saying you want to do your best, but you don't really want to do your best.And if I don't try my best, I'm afraid I won't survive three days.

Then, there is only one fight.

Swipe the pen and drop the book, and quickly write down the prescription.Before the pen and ink were dry, he handed Fangzi and offered it with both hands.

Seeing the woman took it and looked at it carefully, Nan Zhu took a step back quietly, straightened up, and observed the other's expression and reaction.

Song Xuanqiu only glanced at it, then was stunned on the spot.The hand holding the rice paper gradually became stiff, and then the stiffness spread to the whole body.Then, his hands began to tremble slightly, but his eyes couldn't move away.

The shock in his eyes was fully exposed, and then flashed through excitement, surprise, sadness... and finally turned into a fake calm.

However, only these are enough, Nan Zhu has already got the answer he wanted.

The corners of his lips were slightly raised, and a relieved smile bloomed around his mouth.

And when the queen raised her head, she saw that person smiling, very much like the person in her memory, like the elder brother she once respected.

He was still holding the paper book handed over by the other party a moment ago, and every stroke and stroke slowly overlapped with the familiar handwriting in his memory.

Mouth softly, can't help but blurt out.

"...Brother Tsing Yi."

The author has something to say: I went home late today, and the update is also late. >.< Let's make do with it.

No.20 six times

They stood still and looked at each other, the smile on their lips remained the same.In an instant, the original promise was swept away, only the arrogance in his bones remained, and the invisible reality revealed his extraordinaryness.

The former Tsing Yi is no longer there, but the person in front of him now is Nan Zhu.

Song Xuanqiu snapped back to her senses, raised her hand, and waved away her confidant maid and eunuch.Leaving herself and Nanzhu alone.

In the empty inner hall, the emperor on the bed was still asleep.The face of the woman standing in front of the dragon couch gradually changed, and finally turned into complete calm.

"Master Nan can't afford the price of deceiving me." Slowly and forcefully, Song Xuanqiu narrated the facts, not a simple warning.

"If there were ghosts and gods in this world, then he would not have ended up in such a tragic end."

I still remember the ending of Tsing Yi back then, when he was exiled to the border, there was a change on the way, he died tragically in the barren hills, and his bones were not cold.

Just because I fell in love with someone I shouldn't love, just because of an unforgettable deception.

Tsing Yi has never been sorry for Dong Lin, Tsing Yi has paid too much for Dong Lin.But it ended like this in the end, how could Song Xuanqiu believe in that god and Buddha?

What is the difference between good people and evil people?Good and evil will be rewarded in the end, how can we tell the difference?

Nan Zhu lowered his eyes and sighed softly.Walking up to the table, I raised my pen and wrote: right and wrong, wrong and right, it is hard to distinguish in this world, so why bother to force the distinction?Believe it or not, it's all in the heart.Sister Linlang, you are right.Now I am just Nan Zhu.

With a "snap", Queen Zhou Zhong's accessories fell to the ground.

Nan Zhu followed the sound and saw that thin figure swaying, barely holding on to the pillars beside him, and barely stood still.

Song Xuanqiu's lips parted slightly, trembling uncontrollably.Looking at Nanzhu's eyes showed shock again, then excitement, then ecstasy, and finally turned into infinite grief and pain.

"It's really you..."

In this world, no one would call himself Lin Lang again.Apart from the taboo name in my heart, there is only that person's brother-in-law, Tsing Yi from back then.

Linlang clan, Donglin is another famous family with power over the world.A queen was born, and a patriarch was lost as a result.

The meeting between Xin Mo and Song Xuanqiu was in the former Linlang fiefdom.

That year, Xin Mochu became a swordsman and set foot on the rivers and lakes.

That year, Lin Langqiu became the heir of the family as a woman.

It was fate that they met, and this was the beginning of their evil fate.However, in the end, the bridge returned to the bridge, and she became the emperor's concubine for the sake of the family.For the sake of his family and country, he is willing to worship Tsing Yi's subordinates.

It's just that I lost a relationship and lost my past identity.She swore that she was no longer from Lin Lang's family, and from now on she only recognized her adoptive father as Song.And Xin Mo looked at her in his own way, guarding her.Only by following Tsing Yi's side with ecstasy can he see the figure of the emperor's beloved concubine at every triumphant return celebration banquet.

Today, things are different.She is no longer her, not anymore.If there is no love, then use power to make up for it. This is Song Xuanqiu's only motivation to keep going in the Donglin Palace for many years.

Nanzhu understood.It is also because of understanding that I feel sorry for the woman in front of me, and I can't really turn a blind eye and let her sit and wait for death.

With a twist of the wrist, the warning that lingered in my heart for a long time was still written word by word: a battle that has no chance of winning should not be fought.Don't be blinded by appearances, what you see in this palace is never transparent.Sister Linlang, you can't force anything.

Nan Zhu didn't write about the third prince explicitly, but just mentioned it from the sidelines.After all, he neither wanted to see Song Xuanqiu end up in trouble, nor did he want to make himself a "traitor" and let Li Chenxiang be criticized in front of Qi Lan.

"Brother." Song Xuanqiu stared blankly at Nan Zhu's words, and the words that escaped her mouth were a foregone conclusion.Only then did he suddenly come to his senses, and realized that in his heart, he had already believed Nan Zhu's words.

Rubbing up the paper in her hand, Song Xuanqiu walked up to Nan Zhu and took the paper from Nan Zhu's pen.He co-wrote two sheets of thin paper, and they turned into powder together in his hands.

People from Lin Lang's family don't understand martial arts.

Song Xuanqiu, the queen of the dynasty, has amazing martial arts.Only a few people know this secret.Being exposed in front of Nanzhu right now is to prove with actions that he has identified Nanzhu.

"Brother, I can't turn back." Now that this road has been walked, she can't help but turn back.

With a hint of depression in her eyes, Song Xuanqiu smiled wryly: "It would be great if I knew that you were still alive earlier." Maybe I could make a go of it. Find the whereabouts of that person by yourself.

Nan Zhu pursed his lips, there was no more paper in his pen, so he couldn't write.But when he wanted to speak, he had a lot of scruples.

There was only this moment of silence, and suddenly there was a noise from the outer corridor.After a while, Li Chenqi and others who were waiting in the outer hall rushed in hurriedly.

"What's going on?" The queen's face suddenly changed, and she looked at the two princes coldly.

"Don't blame the queen mother." Although Li Chenqi said so, his expression was not at all modest and evasive, and his eyes even didn't look at Song Xuanqiu. "Come on, take this person down for me!"

Li Chenqi waved his hand, and shot Nan Zhu fiercely with his sharp eyes.The guards behind him listened to the order, replied "yes" in unison, crossed the hall and rushed towards Nanzhu.

"Stop for me! Who's going to allow you to take people at will? Master Nan is still seeing the emperor and delaying his illness. Who dares to take responsibility? Even the heads of a group of you are not enough!"

The queen stood in front of Nan Zhu alone, her face was livid.The situation took a sudden turn, and she had no time to think about what was going on.

"Empress Mother, this person intends to harm the emperor, and he has evil intentions. I don't know what the intention is. The son is just acting according to the law." Li Chenqi sneered, "Almost forgot, Empress Mother has always been in poor health, so let's go to Qingning Palace to rest. The Nine Emperors are guests in my prince's mansion, so they must stay for a while."

Saying that, to the guards on the other side