in the name of calamity

The coldness on the neck of the frame made Xingxiu Minfei shake, and he turned his head suddenly, and when he saw clearly that the man holding the dagger was dead, he felt as if he was going to faint.

This person is either someone, or the person who was sleeping with me just a moment ago.The traces on that person's body still showed the passion just now.But now...

Xingxiu Minfei tilted his head, and said in disbelief, "Xiaoyun?"

The person named Xiaoyun stood up, the blue shirt on his body was still half hung around his waist, he didn't care about the refreshing hickey marks on his body, the expression that should have been soft and weak, but at this moment his face was calm and frozen of.

"Why?" Xingxiu Minfei didn't understand, why this little guy put the dagger on his neck, the person who was entangled with him just a moment ago, but now...

"Don't understand?" Yue asked amusedly, looked the little guy up and down, and threw him a piece of clothing, "Go, go, go, change this clothes, it looks uncomfortable!"

"Yes, master." The little guy nodded, took the shirt, and quickly changed it on.

Yue looked at the tall and slender man in front of him, matched with the black and white clothes, nodded in satisfaction, "Ling Yun, it's none of your business here, go down!"

Ling Yun said "yes" and flew out of the room, Xingxiu Minfei looked at it without blinking, and hadn't recovered just now.

He finally understood that Xiaoyun, the little guy who saved him, was actually just a pawn, but he would never know that it was a wise move for Yue to get that little guy from that old pervert.

"Jing, why?" Xingxiu Minfei slowly stood up, looking at the person in front of him with puzzlement.

Yue responded calmly: "Don't you know?"

Xingxiu Minfei's face turned pale, and he said in disbelief, "You...you..."

"Yes, I'm taking revenge."

"You really..." Frustrated with this answer, Xingxiu Minfei fell down.Yue didn't speak, and of course Qianmian didn't open his mouth. He wanted to ask, but when it came to his mouth, he let it go.

"Jing, you've changed!" After a long time, Xing Xiu Min Fei said such a sentence, and there was a sigh in his voice.

Yue responded with a smile: "How can I, who died once, not change?!"

Yue saw Xingxiu Minfei's pale face in an instant, and continued: "However, I should really thank you, if you hadn't buried me on Wanmiao Mountain, the freezing cold there, and the iceberg snow lotus deep into the snow Meridian, I really can't live. Shouldn't I thank you? Helped me find a good place to bury!"

The more he heard these words, the more chilling he became, and Qian Mian felt cold sweat protruding from his back.

Xingxiu Minfei's complexion can no longer be described as "ugly", Yue looked at him and said word by word: "Such a great kindness, of course I will repay it well!"

Xingxiu Minfei suddenly screamed, and then he huddled together in pain, and there were several spots of blood on the ground.

When Qian Mian saw the man holding the sword, he immediately understood that the master had broken his tendons and hamstrings, crippled his martial arts, and now XingXiu MinFei is a useless person.

But seeing him drop the sword, he said indifferently: "Xingxiu Lianfei, I will not let you die, I will make your life worse than death! I will take good care of your father!"

"No..." Xingxiu Minfei yelled, his voice dropped a little due to the pain.

Yue sneered: "Give him to Xiaomo, and he will let this noble Highness know how to serve others!"

Qian Mian lamented how ruthless, it turns out that being served by others and handed over to Xiaomo is equivalent to ten thousand people riding, the cruelest punishment is the torture of the soul.

"Master?" Qian Mian looked at the person standing under the moonlight, feeling very lonely. He took a step forward, wanting to comfort him, but he didn't say anything after all. He also knew that this person was so strong that he didn't need anyone to comfort him. .

"Qianmian, do you really want to know the story of Gong Quejing?" The person who turned his back asked without looking behind him.

Qian Mian touched his nose, nodded, "But I only know a little bit."

Yue chuckled, but this laugh was very helpless, he could only talk a long story about Jing's story, "Well, I'll tell you! Luo Sha, you should listen to it too!"

Qian Mian was taken aback, he didn't feel anyone around him at all, and when he turned around, he saw a certain ice cube standing beside him.

The person who turned his head glanced at them, turned his head out of the window again, and said slowly to Mingyue: "Gong Que Jing is the ninth son of King Xihu, but he is not loved by King Xihu. The most indispensable thing for every emperor is a son. The main reason is that Gong Quejing’s mother was just a court lady, and he was the accident of King Xihu after he got drunk. At that time, Nanque and Xihu belonged to the same country, but Xihu was very different from Nanque. It’s still a little weak. During the Xihu National Day, His Royal Highness Nanque Kingdom, also known as Xingxiu Bingfei, accidentally walked into the palace of Jing Life. Although Jing is His Highness, he was not allowed to participate in the national celebration. Maybe it was just a joke, maybe Nan Que was afraid of Nan Que at that time, just because of XingXiu's pity, he said "I want this person", and he was sent to Nan Que, saying that he was a guest, but in fact he was a hostage!"

Yue's voice was calm, and for some reason, it made Qianmian and Luosha feel very heartbroken.

Yue took a deep breath, saw the faint and hazy shadow beside him, and subconsciously stretched out his hand.The beads on the neck flickered.Yue held Jing's hand tightly.

Yue was stunned for a moment, and then he was suddenly relieved that he knew that it was Xiaohu's subconscious spiritual power that helped him. "Xiaohu, thank you!"

Qianmian and the others didn't hear that low voice, Yue sighed, and continued: "You don't know what kind of life Jing leads, Your Majesty, being reduced to the companion of the prince of another country, this is It should be sad. Everyone in Nanque can bully him, but beating and scolding is fine, that XingXiu Bifei..."

Yue suddenly waved his hand forward, and the big tree embraced by four people outside the window fell to the ground in response.

Qianmian wanted to step forward to stop him from speaking, but saw Bing Cuang shaking his head at him, and slowly calmed down under the strange eyes.The master wanted to say, maybe it was just to vent, this matter weighed too much on his heart, maybe it would be better to say it.

Thinking of this, he stopped saying anything, took a deep breath, and Qianmian and Luosha heard the slow and low voice: "Xingxiu Mifei flirts with her from time to time. pressed down."

Qian Mian twitched her lips, although she thought it was not good, she never thought that it would be like this!

Even after a few years, when the master recalled this, the unconcealed hatred filled the whole room.

"But, why?" In addition to the reason for revenge against the Nanque royal family, Qian Mian didn't understand one more thing.

Of course Yue knew the question that was circling in Qian Mian's mind, "You want to ask Gong Quejing, how did you die?"

Behind him, he didn't hear anything, but Yue knew it, and Qianmian nodded, "How did he die? Suicide, Gong Quejing will also have a day of seeking death, who can stand the harassment again and again, he also has his own pride and self-esteem, the poison is really good. It’s just like what the imperial doctor said, when you see blood seal your throat, you can’t return to your soul.”

And let's not talk about Yue at the end, they should also know how he woke up as Yue just said.Shouldn't he hate it?Shouldn't he take revenge?Should he let him go? ...

"Qianmian, there is one more scene, and we can have nothing to do with Nanque!"

Staying in this Nanque, he has seen Xi's face for a long time, and there should be a break.

In one scene, he wanted Nanque Fengyun to change hands.

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Early the next morning, the palace was chaotic, and the former prince of Nanque Kingdom disappeared.Only one book was left, and he became a monk.

There is no doubt about the authenticity of this letter, it is indeed Xingxiu Minfei's notes.

However, to the surprise of all the people in Tianjue Pavilion, Chenhan actually has this kind of imitation skills. This letter comes from Chenhan, but in the eyes of outsiders, it is Xingxiu Bingfei's handwriting.

Yue watched the Nanque King's figure sway, and fell down as soon as he lost his footing. Fortunately, Xingxiu Shihe, who was standing behind him, helped him up.Yue secretly groaned in his heart: "There are many things!"

Nanque King fell ill because of this incident, Yue Rangxi went there three times a day, one was out of concern, and the other was just for everyone to see.The imperial doctors had taken a set of medicines, but they were still not good.

Even the old fox couldn't calm down, walking around the room.

"I said old fox, can you stop dangling in front of my eyes!"

"Pfft..." Zhang Fu spouted all the tea, and while wiping his mouth, he looked up and down on the negative body.

Negative Yi just twitched the corners of his mouth at Yue Yue's teasing, and sighed: "The king's illness, the imperial doctor said, is shortness of breath and excessive stimulation. Well, it's getting worse!"

Zhang Fu also sighed, "It seems that His Highness's departure is a great blow to the King!"

"Have you sent someone to look for it?" Negative Yi asked, seeing everyone shaking their heads, "It seems that His Highness has lost his mind. In the vast land, it is difficult to find someone to say!"

Yue only said one thing, he was not interested in their discussion at all.

But for Yuan Xiao who suddenly broke into the door, he was stunned for a moment. Before he could ask, Yuan Xiao had already said, "Three lords, Your Majesty invites three lords to come over."

Everyone looked at each other, Zhang Fu was the first to go out, Yue walked to the end, slowly, and Cheng Yi seemed to be waiting for him, and also walked slowly.Yue frowned and asked, "What's the matter?"

Negative Yi didn't look back, but just said, "The King's order seems to be to trouble the National Teacher!"

Before Yue could understand, Negative Yi had already left. When he came to his senses, the corners of Yue's mouth turned up. That was not designed by him. Nanque King really asked for it.

Nanque King is an old bone, but because of illness, he is skinny and boneless.Both eyes were sunken, and his speech was weak.

The person who was reclining on the dragon's foot saw three people coming in one after the other.Slightly opened his eyes, seeing that they were about to salute, he raised his hand and shook it as if he didn't move.

Zhang Fu was so sad that he burst into tears, looking at Negative Yi, "This...how can I do this?"

Negative Yi didn't answer, but turned his eyes to the person who entered the door last, Yue shrugged, clasped that skinny hand, and seemed to feel his pulse.

The two old men held each other's hands nervously, and could feel the cold sweat of the other in their hands.

"How?" Seeing Yue let go of his hand, the two asked in unison.

Yue didn't answer, but looked at the person on the bed again, and said calmly: "It's nothing serious, tomorrow I will pray to God Suzaku to protect my king!"

"Then there will be Teacher Lao!"

"However, Your Majesty, you still have to take this medicine. If you lose your temper and don't take the medicine, even a god will get angry. If you offend Suzaku God, your Majesty will end up..."

"I know!" Nanque King was a little embarrassed.

His Majesty does not take medicine, so everyone agrees. With a few words from this man, the problem that has troubled everyone for a long time has been solved.

It's very strange, I don't know whether it's because of praying or taking medicine, but Nanque King's body is getting better day by day.When he took the seventh patch of medicine, he was able to go out and walk around.

The whole face is also much rosier and refreshed.

Nanque King was surprised, looked at the different medicines in the past few days, and asked casually: "Who made this prescription?"

The palace maid replied, "It's Master Guoshi!"

The Nanque King uttered a cry, and drank the medicine.At three o'clock, Nanque King suddenly woke up from his dream. Seeing the person standing in front of him, he shouted in surprise, "You...you..."

Yue took a step forward, his face under the moon was very soft and beautiful, he said: "Your Majesty, it's a dream, did you realize that the person buried on Wanmiao Mountain suddenly opened his eyes and strangled your neck to kill you!"

"You... how do you know?" Nanque King opened his eyes wide in surprise.

"Of course I know, because this is what I want to do!" Yue took another step forward and said coldly, "Your Majesty can see clearly!"

"You..." Nanque King was stunned after a few seconds, "You...you are..."

"The palace is clean!"

When Yue finished speaking, he saw Nanque King's expression of taking a deep breath, his chest heaving violently, and he could see the panic and fear in his eyes.

But it was too late, he wanted to shout, and suddenly a mouthful of blood spewed out, staining the entire golden bed mat red.

Nanque King's body fell on the bed so abruptly, he didn't know until his death that the ax was added to the medicine.A medicine that can make a dead person instantly spirit, how miraculous in the eyes of outsiders, is just a kind of poison that stimulates a certain spirit. In their world, this can be called backlight.

In the 50th year of the fourth genus, the King of Southern Birds died at the age of 77.In the middle of July [-]th, in the same year, the third prince Xingxiu took over the political affairs, with the help of Taishi Zhangfu, the prime minister's negligence, and the help of Wang Yejin, the country was peaceful and the people were safe.

One month later, the national teacher asked at the end, and said goodbye to Nanque without saying goodbye, saying: resign from the position of the national teacher, and enjoy the world!

The author has something to say: everything about Nanque is over for Ge Shuyue

There is darkness, but there is also innocence, that rare love

Don't ask Yue what kind of feelings he has for Xi, maybe it's a care, maybe there's also love in it

Then, what kind of attitude should he have for the Xihu who was born and raised by him?

Xihuguo, he said that he would never let anyone who bullied Jing

Lewd on his drooling dude

The ambiguous relationship between Yue and Fifth Brother

Give Jing a body of his own

Shen Feng's memory when he was still Ge Shuyue,

heart, once lived a person

Yue said——Now I know, across the millennium, why do I

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