I am poor, I installed [Quick Transmigration]

Rong Huai put his hand on his palm, Nie Qing held his little hand and led him to stand up.

This is Nie Qing's lieutenant general who walked in and whispered twice in his ear, roughly talking about the battle situation outside and Rong Huai's situation. Nie Qing frowned, and soon let go, lowered his head and said to him in a gentle voice : "Your Highness, you are safe, hurry back to Concubine Xue."

Rong Huai was really thinking about Concubine Xue, walked two steps, then turned around: "Then will you come to see me?"

Nie Qing was stunned for a moment, looked into his eyes, and for some reason, his heart softened, and he nodded: "Of course."

It was an extremely wise decision for Nie Qing to let Rong Huai return to Concubine Xue's side early, because Nie Qing defeated the barbarians and took His Majesty back to Beijing.

After returning to the palace, His Majesty heard that most of the people in the palace had died, so he remembered that he had left a son in Wuyuan, and asked, "Where is Concubine Xue and that evil seed?"

"His Seventeenth Highness is still alive," said the servant.

Most of the people in the palace died, but his son survived. This made His Majesty both disappointed and upset. He thought of a proverb, "A good man does not live long, but a disaster lasts for a thousand years." He survived by being danced by the barbarians, which made His Majesty even more disgusted with this charming son.

If Nie Qing hadn't asked Rong Huai to return to Wuyuan next step, I'm afraid His Majesty would have executed him on the spot when he saw him.

But the waiter didn't keep the door open, and once he was drinking, he slipped his mouth. People with a heart quickly spread the story of Ronghuai's serving people, not only in the palace, but even in the streets and alleys of the capital.

Rong Huai's statement was messy, and this incident made it even worse.Even the common people think that anyone can become the crown prince, only Rong Huai can't.

But Rong Huai didn't care, because Nie Qing really kept his promise, and often came to see him in Wuyuan, and brought him some food and drink every time, including sugar taro seedlings from the streets of the capital, and Nie Qing from the frontier. The handicrafts brought back were all things that Rong Huai had never seen before, and even solved the problem of medicinal materials for Concubine Xue.

On this day, Rong Huai waited for Nie Qing on the path in the back garden with a small bench, but a group of unexpected guests came.

His own elder brother, the eldest prince, was generous, dressed in elegant and graceful attire, lightly dressed, and walked over with a group of brothers, sisters and servants in a mighty manner.

"Isn't this the Seventeenth Brother?" Rong Kang supported the jade crown on his head, dressed in elegant Chinese clothes, and looked down at him surrounded by the crowd, "I heard that you were able to overcome those barbarians with your dancing posture. Survive? Why don't you give us a little too?"

Everyone laughed, Rong Huai lowered his head, looked down at the ant nest on the ground and said nothing, seeing that he didn't respond, Rong Kang felt displeased, so he flirted with the servants next to him, and immediately there were two strong servants walk out.

It was too late for Rong Huai to dodge any more, and was pressed to the ground by Rong Kang's servants, the third elder brother Rong Yan casually pulled off his collar, "Hey, your injuries haven't healed after so long? Today The third brother will show you a hand and help you cure it, how about it?"

With a sullen and playful smile, someone asked someone to burn the charcoal into ashes, and then sprinkle the hot ash on Rong Huai's unhealed wound. The wound soon oozes blood at a speed visible to the naked eye, and swells several times. After soaking, Rong Huai fell to the ground sweating profusely from the pain, his legs kicked wildly, and his body spasmed uncontrollably.

At this moment, Nie Qing finally arrived and stopped, "What are you doing!?"

Nie Qing is a celebrity around His Majesty, because of his meritorious service in rescuing him, his status in the court cannot be compared in the same breath. When Rong Yan and the others changed their expressions, they scattered like birds and beasts, and even Rong Kang didn't want to confront him Conflict, hit two haha, and hurriedly lead people away.

"Your Highness..."

Rong Huai curled up on the ground, only slightly raised his eyelids.

Nie Qing was heartbroken, and carried Rong Huai to the Imperial Hospital, where he was healed by the Imperial Physician.

Rong Huai was in a coma for a long time before waking up, but at that time it was already the time to release the key in the palace, Nie Qing had already left, but left a folded paper crane by his bedside, which was different from ordinary paper cranes. A petal was hidden in the middle of the paper crane folded by Nie Qing, and the letter he left behind wrote: "This is a paper crane for blessings, and I hope that our Highness will be free from illness, disaster, safety and smoothness in the future, and live forever. "

Rong Huai treasured the paper crane and the envelope and hid them in the pillow.

But the news of his close relationship with Nie Qing finally reached His Majesty's ears, and His Majesty summoned Nie Qing.

In the main hall of the Ming Hall, the figure of His Majesty was sitting behind the curtain, and he could vaguely see these two graceful women crawling under his feet. He said casually, "Ai Qing..."

"It's been long enough to keep you alone in the palace. Tomorrow you can set off for the frontier. There are still people to guard there, so I can feel at ease."

"But Your Majesty..." Nie Qing still had Rong Huai in his heart.

"Aiqing is not guarding the border, and those barbarians are making trouble again. It is said that several small villages are frequently harassed." An urgent spy report was thrown at Nie Qing's feet.

"I need Changke alone, and the devastated people in the frontier also need Changke..."

"You are the general of the Lang Kingdom, and what you need to protect are countless people and families. You definitely can't be a general of just one person, can you?" His Majesty propped his forehead, and his eyes fell on Nie Qing through the bead curtain, his tone implied profound.

Nie Qing squeezed the spy information in his palm, thinking of the people in the frontier who were in dire straits, closed his eyes and knelt down.

"The minister obeys the order."

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Maybe paper cranes really have the effect of praying for blessings. Although Nie Qing was transferred to the frontier after that, Rong Huai was taken as a disciple by Tai Changqing Fu Jian.

Fu Jian has a goatee, a childlike face and beautiful hair. He always smiles kindly on his face. It seems that no one can guess his age at a glance. Smudge the cuffs with a light pine fragrance, even the mansion in the mansion always has a strong pine fragrance, Rong Huai later got used to incense, and he inherited it from him.

Unknowingly, Rong Huai grew up with him until he was 15 years old.

Fu Jian is indeed an unpredictable person. For example, his mansion is evergreen all the year round, and it is always warm like spring. Even the barbarians who invaded the palace failed to break into his mansion, and even His Majesty Trust him a lot.

Rong Huai felt that he was full of mysteries, but he still couldn't help but trust him and get close to him, because even the servants in the palace would regard him as a dirty and ominous person, and only Fu Jian would get close to him and touch his body The head praised, "Xiao Huai is such a good boy."

There was no light in Wuyuan all year round, and Concubine Xue's physical condition was deteriorating. This was the only warmth he could feel.

Even though Fu Jian only summoned him twice a month, at the beginning of the month and the end of the month, he felt like a treasure.

In that warm spring-like courtyard, there is a dark and opaque side house.

Rong Huai took off his outer robe and inner garment as usual, and then soaked in a puddle of green and sticky urn water.

These flowing urns feel cold when touched, until the whole body is immersed in it, it is like being in an ice cave in the world of ice and snow, but it is completely different from the ordinary cold, this kind of coldness seems to be able to penetrate into the cracks of the bones , making the teeth chatter uncontrollably.

During the first soak, Rong Huai had a high fever for three days. When he woke up, he opened his eyes and saw Fu Jian. He was hugged in his arms, and he stroked his hair pitifully, "Fortunately, you woke up... ..."

The concerned eyes made Rong Huai feel that the blood in his whole body was warmed up again.

Fu Jian... To him, he was both a teacher and a father.

Later, he got used to soaking in this swamp-like urn water twice a month. Every time he did these things, he could feel his body being stripped, as if something inside his body was constantly being stripped off.

Fu Jian is sometimes there, sometimes not. When he is not there, the servant boy in charge of cleaning will take care of him.

There are few people in the mansion, apart from Fu Jian's personal entourage, there is only this servant boy, but the servant boy can only clean in the outer courtyard on weekdays, only when he is taking care of Rong Huai, he can enter the inner courtyard. Hui really couldn't help laughing at him, "Do you think Tai Changqing is willing to accept you as a disciple? Let me tell you the truth, it's just because His Majesty needs people who are connected by blood to test the medicine in order to pursue the way of longevity, so I remembered That's all for you."

Rong Huai froze in place.

Only then did he realize that although Fu Jian accepted him as a disciple, Fu Jian didn't teach him anything, he just let him soak in these strange and weird medicine urns.

"Good boy, you've done a good job, let's go back this time," Fu Jian said once after getting out of the medicine urn, holding him in his arms and gently stroking his hair.

"Master," Rong Huai plucked up his courage, raised his face in his arms, and asked softly, "You really did what those people said, and you asked me to try the medicine because you wanted to help my father pursue the way of longevity. ?"

"How could it be?" Fu Jian stroked his hair with the palm of his hand, and whispered in his ear: "That's just my excuse for asking you to come here from His Majesty, this matter is a little secret between the two of us." , don't tell anyone."

Fu Jian caressed the end of his eyes and said something meaningful to him: "In this world, no one knows you better than me, and no one cares about you more than me."

Rong Huai said seriously, "I won't say it."

Fu Jian brushed his soft hair behind his ears and said, "Good boy."

After returning to Wuyuan, the yard was pitch-black because the lights could not be turned on.Rong Huai walked to Concubine Xue's bedside as usual. Concubine Xue's mental state has become worse recently, and she usually lies on the bed for most of the time. Rong Huai gently held her hand by the bed, and promised: "Mother! , you have to persevere, one day, I will make this whole courtyard bright."

Concubine Xue's eyes were blurred, as if she heard what he said, she gently squeezed his hand to show her response.

The next day was the Cold Food Festival, there was a big banquet in the palace, Rong Huai was naturally not qualified to participate, but he heard that at the banquet that day, someone tamed a wild beast to perform, which attracted a lot of applause, and even His Majesty gave a lot of rewards.

So there was a wave of animal taming in the palace.

One day, Rong Huai picked up a black dog with one leg injured in the back garden. It is said that he was injured and was caught by the servants from the back mountain. It scratched more than a dozen people in one day. It was very fierce, even facing Rong Huai. Often grinning, Rong Huai hid it in Wuyuan to heal its wounds, and every time it wanted to bark, he covered its mouth with both hands: "Don't make a sound, you don't want to be discovered either."

The black dog seemed to be very intelligent, seeing that Rong Huai was weak and harmless to it, he stopped barking, and Rong Huai kept him until he recovered from his injury, so he released him into the wild.

This was just a small episode, which Rong Huai soon forgot.

Not long after, because of the frequent bloodshed caused by animal taming in the court, His Majesty promulgated a ban on the domestication of ferocious beasts, but the princes and nobles who had just tasted the sweetness did not give up, and thought of domesticating the criminal slaves in the court as human dogs. With their tongues pulled out, the slaves could only growl like wild beasts, lying on the ground and walking like dogs.

When Rong Huai saw the aristocrats who were acting rampant, he always took a detour, but he ran into Rong Kang and the others accidentally, and Rong Kang blocked his way, "Isn't this Rong Huai? You This evil breed is no different from these crimes, why don't you come and be my human dog?"

Rong Huai was startled, turned around and wanted to run, but was stopped.

During repeated tugging, Rong Kang, who has always been arrogant, noticed the eyes of Rong Yan and other people beside him, and felt that Rong Huai deliberately didn't give him face. He had a hard bone, so he came up with a sinister idea in his mind-a kind of medicinal powder 'A trace of snow' was popular among the children of the aristocratic family, and he had used this medicinal powder to attract many courtiers before.

So he had Huai locked up in a deserted cold palace, and the inner prisoner forced him to inhale "a trace of snow". The medicine became popular among the nobles. Kang is aware of this.So let Rong Huai take the drug for a few days, and no longer give him medicine after becoming addicted, and wait for him to degenerate, begging for mercy, but unexpectedly, Rong Huai survived through self-mutilation.

Rong Kang gritted his teeth, he had no choice but to let him go temporarily.

The days at Rong Kang's place were very chaotic, later Rong Huai counted on his fingers, and it was estimated that more than a month had passed.

After surviving those dark days, Rong Huai wanted to find someone to share the pain of this period of time, but he didn't dare to tell Concubine Xue, for fear that she would be worried and couldn't tell A Yuan and the others, so the only thing he trusted was Master Fu Jian, he couldn't wait to see Fu Jian, and wanted to confide the grievances during this period to his master.

This was also the first time he went to the mansion not at the beginning of the month and the end of the month.

Unexpectedly, the entire mansion was empty and empty, completely different from what he usually saw. When he stepped into the hall, it was like stepping into a labyrinth of mirrors. There were mirrors all around the corridor. He groped forward according to his memory , Sure enough, behind a mirror, he found the place where he often took medicinal baths.

There was a figure standing with his back facing him beside the simple and heavy water urn. When he walked over, he saw that it was Fu Jian's personal attendant.

In the past, he only thought that this person was dead pale, always expressionless, and his limbs were stiff, but now he observed carefully that this person was not breathing at all, his skin was cold, like a living dead, standing there without blinking his eyes ,like a statue.

Rong Huai's face turned pale, and he backed away slowly. At this moment, he noticed an assortment of shelves not far away, with a clay pot on it. That clay pot had an inexplicable attraction to him. He walked over, After opening it, it was found that there was a phalanx shaped like a white phalanx inside.

Rong Huai felt that this phalanx was like a part of his body, and he subconsciously pulled it out, but at this moment, Fu Jian's voice came from the room next to him.

He walked over slowly on his feet, and looked through the crack of the door.

Upon seeing it, his eyes widened in astonishment.

There was another person in front of Fu Jian, that person was floating in the air with his feet off the ground, just a phantom.

Xu Ying: "Omniscient God, I know that your godhead is omniscient and omnipotent, and you are destined to be curious about those unknown things, but Ronghuai is the son of luck in the main world. He is related to the rise and fall of the main world, and even affects other small worlds. I can't let you mess around."

"How can this be called nonsense? Your words are too ugly."

"Could it be that you don't want to know the relationship between the son of luck and the rise and fall of the world? Why is the son of luck related to the prosperity and decline of a world? I don't believe you are not curious, and now there is such an opportunity."

Fu Jian sat on the Hu chair with his legs crossed, with a smile on his face, "This child trusts me very much now, he will do whatever I ask him..."

"I have tried to strip his luck from him, and store it in a clay pot with divine power. When it is completely stripped off, I will let another person inherit this luck. At that time, I will create a new one with my own hands. Son of Luck... Presumably even the Lord God would be very interested in this experiment, right?"

Rong Huai opened his eyes wide and subconsciously covered his mouth, but his eye sockets were slightly red. He didn't know much about it. Although he didn't understand the meaning of the words "Child of Luck", "Luck of Luck", "Rise and Fall of the World" and "Lord God", Fu Jian was so patient with him , Tolerance, gentleness, it turned out that they were all acting on the occasion, all for the luck of his body.And that white phalanx was actually the condensation of so-called luck and divine power.

"Lord God..." Xu Ying hesitated to speak.

It was rare for Fu Jian to straighten his expression: "What is your expression? What happened to the Lord God?"

"An evil god born from the despair and anger after the destruction of thousands of worlds killed the main god." Xu Ying murmured, "Now the outside world is in chaos."

Fu Jian didn't take it seriously: "Isn't this right? No one can restrain you and me anymore."

Xu Ying didn't speak, and stopped making a sound. After half an hour, he said: "The relationship between the son of luck and the main world is very delicate. If he can grasp the mystery of luck, he can even make the world's life miserable in an instant. ... Your predecessor, the former Omniscient God, also died of his own curiosity, so don't repeat the same mistakes and follow his old path."

"Of course." Fu Jian's tone was firm and triumphant.

The phantom disappeared without a trace.

Rong Huai stumbled and fled outside in terror. The courtyard, which is evergreen all the year round and as warm as spring, now seems to him like a beast that chooses people to devour.

He walked to the back garden in despair, found a jagged rock to hide behind and cried secretly, a voice in his heart mocked him: "Actually, you already knew that a person like you who is born with ominous status is not worthy of love at all. It is common sense for others to avoid you."

"Fu Jian's approaching you and caring for you is because he has other plans for you. It's just that you are deceiving yourself and coveting his warmth."

Rong Huai hugged his knees and covered his chest, "You are right, I am indeed cowardly and incompetent, and dare not face the truth..."

"I……"

While Rong Huai was sobbing silently, he suddenly heard a childish scream not far away: "Ah!"

He froze for a moment, then leaned out from behind the rock and looked out. A chubby, chubby child was struggling and thrashing in the cold pool water. Although he had only met him a few times, he recognized that it was the concubine Li, whom his father loved the most. His child is also his younger brother Rong Tian.

According to common sense, Rong Tian should be hugged when he goes out. Wherever he goes, there will be a large number of maids to serve him, but now he is alone in the frozen lake, his hands and feet are flailing wildly, dying.

Seeing that Rong Tian was about to sink to the bottom of the lake, Rong Huai rushed into the pool and swam towards Rong Tian's direction. help me……",.