After rebirth, the villain just wants to spoil his wife

Until Nangong Ren hugged him all the way back to the master bedroom of Qingfengyuan, and was gently put on the bed and sat down, Ying Jiu's head was still in a trance and unrealistic. Not only did the palace master not blame him, but he even hugged him , Even the voice speaking to him was so gentle.Ying Jiu even began to suspect that he was awake one moment, and fell into such a beautiful dream the next moment for no reason. If this moment is really a dream, then he hopes that this dream will last longer, and it is best not to wake up forever.

Ying Jiu had been in a daze since he put the man on the bed, Nangong Ren rubbed the top of the man's hair: "Why are people so stupid, are they hungry?"

Thinking of Yingjiu's roast chicken that hadn't arrived yet, Nangong immediately ordered his servants: "Go and get some food, and call Zuo He to me by the way."

The servants hurried away in response.

Zuo He is the master of Shengmen, with outstanding medical skills. He looks in his 30s and wears a wide-sleeved robe embroidered with black thread on a white background. The black bamboo and flying black feather cranes occupy a large part of the clothes. At first glance, one would think he was wearing a black suit.

When Zuo He came, it happened that the servants were putting the food on the dining table, Zuo He knelt down and saluted to Nangong Ren: "This subordinate sees the Palace Master."

"Get up, you wait here for a while."

Nangong Ren didn't take another look at Zuo He, and carefully led Ying Jiu to the dinner table to sit down.

Zuo He glanced at Ying Jiu suspiciously, he didn't dare to ask any more questions, he just said "yes" and then stepped aside and sat down, his servants brought tea for him to drink.

Nangong Ren filled a bowl of soup first and said, "Drink a bowl of soup first."

After saying that, she made a gesture to feed Yingjiu, but Yingjiu hurriedly refused: "Hall Master, this subordinate can come by himself."

Eating at the same table with the lord of the hall is already a pass, how dare Ying Jiu let the lord feed him again.

Nangong Ren dodged his arm slightly, dodging Ying Jiu's outstretched hand: "Your eyesight is inconvenient, I'll feed you."

"Pfft..." Zuo He, who was sitting by the side, couldn't hold back the tea he just drank from his mouth, and almost choked himself.

Ying Jiu became even more flustered, and a blush quickly covered her face.

Nangong Ren hated that iron could not be made into steel, and glanced at Zuo He coldly, with that expression and eyes wishing to eat Zuo He, Zuo He was slightly startled, knowing that he had disturbed the "good thing" of the Palace Master, he shrank back Dare to make another noise.

In the new life, Nan Gongren's disposition has also changed, he is no longer as harsh on his subordinates as before, he just glanced coldly at Zuo He, but in his heart he regretted calling Zuo He, who was in the way, so early .

"Hall Master, let the subordinates come by themselves."

Ying Jiu was in a dilemma. On the one hand, he couldn't disobey the order of the palace master, and on the other hand, he couldn't break the rules.

"Be obedient, I will feed you a bowl of soup, and you can eat the rest yourself."

Nangong Ren was determined to feed Yingjiu.

Ying Jiu couldn't help it, so she nervously opened her mouth and drank the soup brought by the Palace Master in one gulp.

There was a smile on the corner of Nangong Ren's satisfied mouth, Zuo He couldn't help taking a sneak peek from the corner of his eye, feeling both surprised and strange in his heart, who is this shadow guard, who made the palace master willing to serve him so happily? .

As expected, Nangong Ren stopped feeding after feeding a bowl of soup, probably because he saw that Ying Jiu was really uncomfortable, so he just kept feeding Ying Jiu with vegetables during the meal, and after a while, the food in Ying Jiu's bowl The vegetables are pushed up like a hill.

Holding the extremely heavy bowl, Ying Jiu said bitterly: "Hall Master, this subordinate really can't eat anymore."

Immediately, Nangong Ren stopped being reluctant, and after the two finished eating, Nangong Ren asked his servants to clean up the table, and asked Zuo He to check Ying Jiu's body.

Zuo He frowned slightly with a serious expression. After a cup of tea, he let go of Ying Jiu's wrist, carefully observed Ying Jiu's eyes, and stretched out his hand to check Ying Jiu's eyelids. Then he said to Nangong Ren: "Go back to the Palace Master, he..."

Zuo He didn't know Ying Jiu's number and didn't know what to call him for a while, Nangong Ren immediately reminded: "His name is Ying Jiu."

"Ying Jiu was poisoned, but because of his deep internal energy, the poison was suppressed, which resulted in the loss of his internal energy and blindness in both eyes."

"Is there an antidote?"

Zuo He shook his head: "The residual poison in his body is easy to clear, but it is very difficult to restore his internal strength and regain his eyesight. This subordinate cannot do it for the time being."

Nangong Ren's face turned livid: "Don't you boast that you have excellent medical skills? Why can't you cure a poison?"

Zuo He almost wanted to blow his beard and stare after hearing this: "Hall Master, you are wrong to say that, my subordinates have excellent medical skills, and they are not immortals, and the ones in Yingjiu are highly poisonous, and they only lose their eyesight due to internal energy." Blindness is his own fate, and it is not easy to restore his eyesight."

Being mentioned by Zuo He, the initial doubt came to mind again, Nangong Ren looked at Ying Jiu: "Ying Jiu, how did you get poisoned?"

"If you know what the poison is and the ingredients of the poison/drug, maybe you can find a way."

The two looked at Ying Jiu at the same time, expecting an answer, but Ying Jiu hung his head and said nothing, obviously unwilling to speak.

Nangong Ren waited for a while but still no one spoke, so he sighed helplessly and said to Zuo He: "Forget it, do your best. Also, Ying Jiu has been in that damp place for so long, I'm afraid it will hurt your body." It’s bad, you can prescribe some medicine to regulate your body by the way.”

"Yes, this subordinate will leave first."

After Zuo He left, Ying Jiu knelt down on the ground with a "plop", the sound was so loud that it made my teeth hurt.

"What are you doing, get up!"

Nangong Ren hurriedly went to pull Ying Jiu, but this time Ying Jiu didn't stand up with the force of the palace master.

"The subordinate is guilty, please punish the palace master."

"What's your fault?"

"Subordinates disobeyed orders."

Just now the Palace Master asked him something, but he didn't answer. According to the crime, he would be punished with two hundred lashes.

"Then tell me, why don't you answer my question?"

Nangong Ren still wanted to repeat Yingjiu's words, but Yingjiu looked embarrassed, and just repeated over and over again, "This subordinate is guilty, please punish the palace master."

Nangong Ren lost his temper. He thought that maybe Yingjiu had some unspeakable secrets and couldn't say it out loud. He didn't want to scare people when he met Yingjiu for the first time on the first day of his rebirth. long.

"Forgive your innocence, get up."

Nangong Ren stretched out his hand to support Ying Jiu again, and Ying Jiu got up with the momentum: "I thank the Lord... the Lord forgives the sin."

Nervous, Ying Jiu made another slip of the tongue.

Nangong Ren took Ying Jiu's hand and led him to the bedside to sit down, while laughing loudly: "What? Can't you change your mind?"

Ying Jiu was ashamed and indignant immediately, and hurriedly said: "Please forgive the sin, the master, the subordinate will definitely change."

Ying Jiu felt a little sad. The reason for his frequent slips of the tongue was not only that he was used to calling his master, but also his selfishness. He always thought that he was still the shadow guard of the palace master, and the palace master was still his master. For the past two years, he thought in his heart Thinking, thinking is still the master.But he also knew in his heart that he was no longer the personal bodyguard of the palace master, and he was not qualified to call the palace master his master.

Nangong Ren put an arm around Ying Jiu's shoulder, and hugged him into his arms: "No one asked you to change it. If you like to call me master, then you can continue to call me master."

Ying Jiu, who was blushing and heartbeating in the palace master's arms, suddenly raised her head to look at the palace master, with an expression of disbelief.

Nangong Ren smiled: "Or Xiao Jiu can call me by my name directly."

To Ying Jiu's ears, these words were no less than a thunderbolt striking down: "This subordinate dare not!"

Even if he had a hundred guts, he wouldn't dare to call the Palace Master's name.

"Then continue to call me master."

This is just the beginning, Nangong Ren doesn't want to push people too hard, one day he will let Ying Jiu call out his name.

Ying Jiu wondered: "But this is against the rules."

No matter how much he wanted to call his master back, he didn't want to break the rules of Qiongtian Temple because of him.

"My seat is the largest in the Qiongtian Temple, and what I say is the rule, besides..." Nangong Ren smiled and pinched Ying Jiu's earlobe, which was close at hand: "Compared with the master of the hall, this seat prefers to hear Xiao Jiu called master."

The pinched earlobe was burning hot, and the scalding temperature spread all the way to her neck and face, making Ying Jiu's heart pounding and even her breathing messed up.

Why is the master suddenly so gentle to him?so good?Sure enough, he is in a dream. If it is a dream, then can he greedily think about the master in his dream and treat him better.

After a while, the servants brought two bowls of black medicine, one bowl was for Ying Jiu to clear up the residual poison in Ying Jiu's body, and the other bowl was for Ying Jiu to recuperate his body.

Just smelling the smell of the medicine, Nangong Ren felt the bitterness in his mouth, but Ying Jiu didn't change his expression and drank the two bowls of medicine without frowning.

"Isn't it bitter?"

Nangong Ren realized that he seemed to have asked a stupid question after speaking.

Sure enough, Ying Jiu replied with a hint of doubt on his face: "Bitter."

It's medicine, of course it's bitter.

So Nangong Ren shut up, he should have thought a long time ago that the endurance of the shadow guard is not enough to complain after drinking two bowls of medicine, it is because he was stupid for a while.

At night, before going to bed, Ying Jiu was caught in a dilemma again. He didn't dare to sleep with his master, but he also didn't dare to disobey his master's order.

Nangong Ren was half coaxing, half threatening, and managed to trick him into bed. As a result, Ying Jiu's body was almost stuck against the wall, wishing to be integrated with the wall.There was a big gap between the two of them, Nangong Ren had to tear the person off the wall and put him in his arms, but he felt that the body in his arms was too stiff to move.

Nangong Ren didn't get used to Ying Jiu this time, but patted Ying Jiu on the back: "You will get used to it sooner or later, go to sleep."

Ying Jiu gradually relaxed his body in the arms of his master. It is night now, maybe when he wakes up, everything will return to normal. He is still in that remote and desolate house, and he no longer has the gentle whispers and hugs from his master. So why don't he do whatever he wants once, even if he wakes up from the dream, at least he still has a good memory for him to relive the rest of his life.

Nangong Ren didn't sleep well. On the first day after his rebirth, he dreamed of the burning Sky Palace in his previous life, and that Ying Jiu who died in his arms.

Ying Jiu's unbearable panting sound came from his ears, and it was extremely uncomfortable to hear, Nangong Ren couldn't tell whether he was in a dream or in reality for a while, he suddenly woke up and looked at the people beside him by the moonlight, only to see Ying Jiu Jiu's face was flushed and he was panting heavily.

"Shadow Nine!"

Nangong Ren touched Ying Jiu's forehead, the temperature was frighteningly high, and he could even feel the scorching heat in every breath Ying Jiu exhaled.

"Yingjiu, bear with me for a while, I'll have someone call Zuo He over."

"Um... master..."

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Pre-received article "My cp is the shadow guard" through the past and the present

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Friend: Everyone in the world is deceived by your skin

Xing Mo: Heh, stupid humans

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