After wearing lotus essence

Bi Jiangxue obviously doesn't care about Rong Mu, maybe it can't control itself, Rong Mu is already sick, it is not easy to maintain his body shape outside, naturally he is not as comfortable in the body.

Dong Ri's body was so fragile that he began to choose by himself, even if he still wanted to wait for Shang Cizhou, all self-will could not twist the laws of nature.

Rong Mu was anxious and uneasy, he didn't even sleep when he came in this time, which shows how exhausted his body is.

He touched the hairpin on the back of his head, not knowing how to explain it to the ancestors in Huazhong.

After all, according to Jiang Yunxing, no one looks like him.

The body space was unexpectedly quiet today, there was no sound of sighing or running around, Rong Mu swallowed his throat, feeling like a teacher who was about to face a big exam after grading papers, and his own level was still at the If you fill in a pass randomly, you will definitely not get good grades.

In just a few breaths, he even thought about the posture of kneeling in front of his ancestors.

It's just that I don't know which two people Bi Jiangxue is talking about... The inner space seems to be a little bigger, Rong Mu walked and looked around, and accidentally bumped into a small figure who was kneeling.

After taking a closer look, I realized that it was Rong Qing.

Rong Mu: "...Uncle Qing, what are you doing sitting here?"

Rong Qing's brows and eyes were tired: "You're here? Well, I was punished. I know I'm a waste, but every time I meet, I'm still criticized for being worthless, and I'll be scolded even after I was scolded to death. Why don't I live? Let go of your soul."

Rong Mu's eyes twitched: "You, being scolded?"

Rong Qing groaned: "They despise me as a waste who can only blame others..."

Rong Mu: "..."

Then what did he spend on me?I'm going to be nineteen after the new year, except for a few months in the royal court to urge a little lotus to save some common people, I have nothing to do. Compared with you, I am a waste who needs to kneel and reflect! !

Rong Mu bent down, and gently patted this youthful and painful boy, "It's okay, no matter how bad you are, look at me, you will be the second and I will be the first. I will always protect you. Today, with me, Rong Mu, you will be scolded." I will definitely stand in front of you!"

Rong Qing raised his sad eyes in a trance, and a piece of white snow broke into his eyes.

Rong Qing: "—?"

Rong Qing leaned back in shock for a moment: "You you you! What kind of stimulation did you receive outside! How did you become like this?! Are you using your power to die!!"

Rong Mu rubbed his nose, he didn't know how to explain to him that he just hung out with the Great Shang Emperor for one night, and his blood surged so much that he got into this appearance in a daze.

It's really hard to talk about such intimate things... The other party is still a minor who is sad and ignorant.

Rong Mu could only vaguely say: "Don't worry, it's nothing serious."

But he really doesn't look like there's nothing serious about it. Since seeing Rong Qing, Rong Mu has never seen him with such an obvious expression of despair and sadness. flower seedlings.

"Nephew Rong Mu, if you, if you have something on your mind, please tell us, don't hold it in by yourself, I know, the contemporary Huajun is under the greatest pressure... I am a waste, but I like to listen to it the most. Others spit black mud... don't, don't do this, it's really pitiful."

Rong Mu: "."

He asked silently in his heart: "Bi Jiangxue, did we really not have this group before?"

The will of the main body broke into the mind, and the tone was almost unrecognizable pride: "The spiritual power of the Hua Lords of the past is not enough for Wang Lian to fully integrate, of course there is no such thing as you."

Rong Mu hissed, and squatted in front of Rong Qing, somehow he felt a little guilty about what he said to be "the bottom line", as if you were a scumbag who was promised to be a good student but you are a hidden top student.

...But he is indeed a little trash who accomplishes nothing!In front of these more or less successful seniors.

Rong Mu thumped his knees for his little uncle: "...So, is there another person in my body? What generation are they? Do you know them?"

Now that Rong Qing knew everything about him, he was afraid that he would go to the next second and everyone would chat directly in the underworld.

"Someone is here... I know it too, but you'd better go and see for yourself. I have never seen such a strange way of summoning spirits like you. At that time, I bathed and burned incense for three days before I asked them to show up. Hey, it doesn't look like you... people are still outside, the flower spirit was sucked in first, aren't you overdrawing your spiritual power?!"

Rong Mu scratched the tip of his hair, and said a little embarrassedly: "That's absolutely not! I haven't lived enough yet."

Rong Qing frowned: "Forget it, I'll kneel down first and reserve a seat for you. I've never seen you like this before, and neither have they. Maybe seeing that you're so pitiful that you won't be alive soon, you'll be lenient... "

Rong Mu's eyes moved: "Okay, nothing else, I have learned a lot from someone!"

Rong Qing looked suspiciously at Rong Mu standing up confidently, and said worriedly: "Go slowly, you really look like a skeleton that is about to fall apart."

Rong Mu: "... oh oh!"

Except for those who have not yet grown up, all the Huajuns of the past dynasties have outstanding looks. Although Rong Qing is amazed by Rong Mu, he has seen many worlds. Now he is only worried about Rong Mu's lifespan, and he is not good at him. There is not much feeling in becoming beautiful.

But Rong Mu didn't really know much in his heart, he thought about how Shang Cizhou usually sells miserably, if he can learn a little or two from him, maybe he will "get away with it".

The fragrance of flowers inside the body is like spring, it is really much more comfortable than the outside, Rong Mu took a few breaths, and felt comfortable all over, no wonder Bi Jiangxue brought him in without saying hello.

This is indeed a good place to recuperate.

After walking a few more steps, we arrived at the familiar area. It was here that Rong Mu met Rong Ling and Rong Qing, but at this time Rong Qing was kneeling outside and examining himself three times, and Rong Ling, a little radish, was obediently turning his back on him. Watch him collect small things on the ground.

After all, it was Rong Mu's own space, when he came, he came quietly, without being noticed by the people inside.

Before and after running, Rong Ling put a bag full of kids in his pocket, and the two people not far away were sitting opposite each other with downcast eyes, playing chess with swords and swords.

Rong Mu swallowed a little, feeling that his social fear was about to be committed, and he had to bite the bullet and observe carefully. He saw that the one sitting on the left was raising his arms to support his forehead, and his wide cuffs had slipped down to reveal the wetness. Bai Ruyu's elbow is just like that, but the seemingly harmless inner side of the arm seems to be climbing a vivid lotus flower path, spreading straight to the depth of the skirt, making people wonder what the scenery inside is.

As for the one on the right, a head of long black hair coiled around the knees of the cross-legged body, and it was decorated with fragments of small lotus petals. Almost tripped Rong Ling who was running around and fell to the ground.

Rong Heng gently helped Rong Ling up: "It's such a small one, look at you."

Rong Ling blushed, his "arrogant" attitude in front of Rong Mu was gone, only the cuteness of the younger generation remained.

The Master Hua Ling on the left said coldly: "What's so young? I'm eight years old, so I should be sensible."

Rong Ling whispered: "Grandfather, I was wrong."

For some reason, Rong Mu actually had the feeling of letting out a sigh of relief: Ha!It turns out that you also have a day to call others grandpa!The ghost knows how broken he was when he was about to call an eight-year-old child grandpa!

Rong Mu's eyes flickered slightly, deep purple ripples rippling like fine wine, and the depths of his pupils opened and closed like flourishing double-petaled lotus.

When they got closer, they realized that the two chess players were not using black and white chess pieces, but their own lotus seeds. footwork……?

Rong Mu thought: "I'm really a waste."

He never knew where Brother Wang's outstanding ability and life-and-death self-stimulation came from. Now that he saw these two people, he realized that the nobleness and wisdom in the bones of the royal family of the Southern Dynasty came from as early as 300 It began to emerge years ago.

After taking the medicine, his throat was still a little itchy, Rong Mu coughed slightly without suppressing it.

Rong Ling, who was picking lotus seeds all over the ground, turned his head immediately, his eyes startled and he said, "Ah!"

The other two lines of sight shot over immediately, and Rong Mu felt two knives on his body, watching him from beginning to end.

Being too nervous caused the Qi and blood to be stagnant, Rong Mu pressed his chest and coughed oppressively for a while, his lips were no longer rosy, and looked a little sickly pale.

Rong Ling couldn't hold back at first: "But I haven't seen you for a few days, how did you become like this!?"

Rong Mu: "I cough cough cough cough!"

Rong Ling ran over: "The great cause has not been accomplished, so don't die first!"

Rong Mu: "...Thank you for your concern, I can't die yet."

Rong Ling grabbed the tip of his hair, looked at his eyes with some tears, and turned his head away after a while, as if he was crying for Rong Mu in advance.

Rong Mu patted his little head helplessly, and then walked over seriously and bowed: "I don't know if you two are here, Rong Mu is so rude."

Rong Zhen's eyes moved slightly: "How old is it?"

Rong Mu always felt that it was impolite to stand up, so he knelt and sat aside and said obediently: "It's eighteen, and after the new year, it will be nineteen...cough cough cough."

Rong Zhen's wide sleeves flicked the illusory chessboard: "You look like this, and you can live to nineteen, it is really the blessing of your ancestors."

Rong Mu said very kindly: "It is indeed the credit of the ancestors."

Rong Zhen: "How many books have you studied? How many things have you done? What is the current situation of the Southern Dynasties?"

Rong Mu's face was blurred by death three times, and he said blankly, "I have read books that are more than ten years old, I have learned astronomy, geography, mathematics, and writing, and I have also learned a foreign language of a foreign race, doing things... doing things, cough Cough cough, I, I am on good terms with the Great Shang Emperor next door, and I even saved the wife of the Great General of the Southern Dynasty. I took my Southern Three Thousand Shooting Battalion to the grassland for a round of fun, and brought back all those who survived. Now... Nandai is now living and working in peace and contentment for the time being, my brother Wang is an extremely strict monarch."

Rong Heng smiled and said, "Sounds good, don't scare him."

Rong Zhen frowned sharply: "Can you find a cure for hematemesis?"

Rong Mu: "..."

Is this the power of the first generation boss?Can accurately extract what you want from a lot of his nonsense!

Rong Mu lowered his head in shame, his face was slightly sickly pale: "This, not yet."

Rong Heng smoothed things over and said: "This matter will not be resolved in a while, but then again, after so many generations of Xiaohua Jun, we have never encountered such a lively scene. The four flower spirits are all here with you. It's not bad, just looking at... you don't have a long life, what's the matter with your hair?"

Rong Ling wiped away his tears, still sobbing sadly for Rong Mu.

Rong Zhen's face remained motionless: "It's strange, you look like an incompetent person, why did you turn your hair white because of state affairs at a young age? But the situation in Nandai is serious, are you deceiving us?"

Rong Heng smiled: "Uncle, don't be so strict."

Although one of them looks like iron and the other is like a spring breeze, Rong Mu just feels that neither of these two flower spirits is easy to provoke. Compared with strict inquiries, sometimes the smiling tiger is the most terrifying existence.

He barely pulled himself together and tried to communicate with these flower spirit ancestors whom he had never seen before: "It's not a lie, Nan Dai is indeed fine for the time being."

Rong Heng smiled and said: "I heard you said that you have a good relationship with the big businessman next door. At that time, the big businessman bullied me. The Nandai just established a country, but they played a lot of tricks and oppression. How did you get on good terms with their emperor?"

Rong Mu: "..." How can I say this!

Rong Mu said with difficulty: "The Da Shang emperor of this generation is different from other Da Shang royal families. We met each other by chance, and now we are close friends of life and death. Da Shang will never attack the Southern Dynasty again. He is stronger than the previous emperors. Great, but he will never attack my homeland."

Rong Zhen tapped his fingers, Rong Heng smiled and said, "Oh~ he likes you?"

Rong Mu: "!"

I was so terrified that he spent Shang Ci Zhou!You never know how much I carry for both of us! !

He took a deep breath: "It is true, he loves me very much."

Rong Heng's voice stretched out: "Oh—then, are you still in Nandai territory now?"

Rong Mu has already met Rong Qing and Rong Ling, and Mr. Hua has never guessed his situation outside so quickly and accurately. Rong Mu closed his eyes and said in resignation: "To be honest, I am indeed not in Nandai. , but in the Great Shang Palace."

Rong Zhen's voice collided like broken ice: "You let the people of the Southern Dynasty ignore you, and your hematemesis has not been cured, yet you just ran to Dashang like this? How did the royal court teach you?"

Rong Mu moved his fingers and was about to speak, when the symptoms of extreme nervousness and sleeplessness suddenly surged up again, he turned his head, covered his mouth and coughed fiercely, as if he was about to cough up in the next second There was a lot of blood.

Holding tears in his hands, Rong Ling bravely said to Rong Zhen: "Grandpa, please stop talking, and see if he is dying! He was fine a few days ago, how could it change if we don't see each other for a few days?" In this way?!"

Rong Mu hurriedly waved his hands and said, "It's okay, it's okay, don't worry cough cough cough cough cough!"

Rong Heng put away his smile slightly, and the pink and white petals on his hair rustled down because of the movement of turning around, and he said in a cold voice: "Go, ask Master Rongzhen to take a look for you, he is the first generation of southern flowers. Jun, you are extremely proficient in medical skills."

Rong Mu suddenly remembered that this Master Rong Zhen was a ruthless person who dared to dig lotus seeds from his body to make medicine. Although he didn't deliberately conceal this minor illness, he always felt that asking him to diagnose pulse was an illusion that he was overqualified. .

Rong Mu obviously didn't understand Hua Jun's extreme internal protection, no matter how badly Rong Qing was scolded, he was still allowed to sit on his knees outside and reflect on himself, and when Rong Zhen really punished disobedient people, he would never be so tolerant.

Rong Mu stretched out his hand helplessly, so he had no choice but to tell him to take a look.

Rong Zhen didn't speak anymore, but raised his hand to cut his wrist, Rong Mu saw clearly the lotus pattern on his arm, it was a half-open and extremely attractive gesture, attached to the side of the man's arm , the flowers and branches are intertwined and submerged into the inner sleeve, which does not appear to be extensive, but has a delicacy and faith that is shocking.

As if being close to Rong Zhen, everything can be solved, his whole being gave Rong Mu a very reliable sense of security.

Could this be the power of the first generation of Hua Jun... There is another one, Rong Mu raised his eyes to look at Rong Heng, only to see Rong Heng froze: "I didn't look carefully just now, why don't your eyes seem to be black?" .”

Rong Mu said embarrassingly: "It's me and Wang Lian who interact with each other, my spiritual power is called Wang Lianbi Jiangxue communicates with my body, so it seems a bit weird—"

Rong Heng touched his chin, his eyes pensive.

"Have you taken the medicine?" Rong Zhen asked suddenly.

Rong Mu came back to his senses: "Yes, it's only been a while since I got up in the morning."

Rong Zhen: "The efficacy and dosage of this kind of medicine seem familiar."

Rong Mu tried: "Do you still remember the Jiang family? They still exist today, following your instructions from generation to generation, and keep trying new prescriptions."

Rong Zhen's eyes turned around, and it took him a while to recall some long-term memory and said: "So it's his family... how are Jiang Li's descendants?"

Rong Heng raised his eyebrows and looked at Rong Zhen, then looked at Rong Mu and listened to him: "Everything is fine in the Jiang family, and this generation has produced a talented person with interlinked literature and medicine, named Jiang Yunxing, a young talent who is highly valued by Brother Wang. hansome."

Rong Zhen lowered his eyes: "That's good."

Rong Heng pinched his long hair, thinking of something funny, he smiled but said nothing.

He knew that Jiang Li was an orphan in troubled times. After the founding of the Southern Dynasties, he was desperate and sold into the palace, and by accident, he served outside the palace of Mr. Huajun. Batch after batch of people privately thought that they were strong enough to be by Mrs. Hua's side for a long time, but they never thought that Mr. Hua would die early and be kicked out of the palace...

Rong Zhen is a formidable person who came along with the founding king, seemingly ruthless and loveless, but if he hadn't seen Jiang Li in his eyes, how could he just pass on his medical skills of making a living by using lotus as medicine?

It’s just that the past cannot be traced back, no matter how infatuated Jiang Li is, he will still be swept away by fate, but Rong Mu said that the Jiang family’s descendants are full of talented descendants, but until his death, he never heard of the king’s capital Jiang Li marrying a wife and having children... ...Could it be that the current branch of the Jiang family is actually adopted?

Rong Heng sighed slightly, and held Rong Mu's white hair thoughtfully with his fingers.

After a while, Rong Zhen put down his long and thin fingers: "Strange."

Rong Heng was surprised: "Is this kid really alive?"

Rong Zhen frowned: "The pulse condition is chaotic like a river, and it looks like it's nothing but fragile. There's a hint of tyranny that seems to be there, and it's helping him maintain this body. Have you experienced any disasters before?"

Rong Mu was stunned for a moment, then said: "There was a catastrophe, when I was eight years old, I died once."

Rong Ling hurriedly shouted: "I know this. He died once and was brought back to life again! The person who saved him is the current emperor of the Shang Dynasty! The two of them have an affair!"

Rong Mu: "...I beg you to use another word to describe it."

With red eyes, Rong Ling whispered, "Sorry."

Rong Heng wondered: "Interesting, interesting! Your Highness, please show me how long he can live like this."

Rong Zhen lowered his sleeves proudly: "As long as the spiritual power is not fully released, this stuff can make him live a long life and fulfill this life."

Rong Mu slowly opened his eyes wide.

Long live a hundred years... Consummate this life.

Shang Cizhou once told him that, and it seemed that he wanted to protect himself and live a long life with him forever.

After Rong Mu was stunned for a while, he wanted to laugh and was a little disappointed.

"Your resurrection is inseparable from the person who saved you. No wonder you are in Dashang now." Rong Zhen raised his jaw and said coldly, "I don't care how you and the Emperor of Dashang quarreled, but Nandai If there is something, you have to be ready at all times, the mission of our existence is here, and you are in a strange state, I have never seen a contemporary Huajun like you."

Rong Ling hurriedly said in a childish voice: "That! Then his hair——"

Rong Zhen: "It's caused by emotional fluctuations and spiritual instability. As long as you cultivate yourself, it's not a big problem. This is probably the unique characteristic of him as a flower king of this generation."

After such a short time, Rong Heng had already braided Rong Mu's braid. He smiled slightly and said, "White hair, purple eyes, what else do you have? I always feel that you are different from us. "

Rong Mu bowed his head and said humbly: "I have accomplished nothing, and I am inferior to you all. I only have flashy spiritual power, and I haven't shown any effect yet."

Rong Heng: "What fancy things? Open your eyes."

Rong Mu shunned his chest, got up and took two steps to show that he was fine, light spots suddenly appeared under his feet, every time he took a step, an illusory lotus flower bloomed, until he stopped, the light spots disappeared. disappear completely.

The young man has handsome eyebrows and sickly eyes, and every movement is like a delicate flower that needs to be cared for, swaying stubbornly in the air.

Rong Hengda sighed: "No wonder you can even hold the emperor of the enemy country in your hands, and your brother is so used to you, your appearance is second to none even among Huajun! Are you confused?"

Rong Mu sat down obediently again, "It's not that exaggerated."

Rong Heng: "I've never seen such a gentleman, it's really strange—Your Highness, what do you think?"

Rong Zhen put up his sleeves in a dignified manner, and then said to Rong Mu: "Beauty is beauty, but you are really stupid. Mr. Hua doesn't seem to know much about common sense. I can't imagine how the Nandai Kingdom will be handed over to you. .”

Rong Mu whispered: "I will definitely work hard so that Nandai Kingdom won't make the same tragic mistakes again!"

Rong Zhen looked at him: "... your heart is quite right, your white hair has suffered abnormally, and you can't recover unless you sleep deeply. I'll wait here, so you can sleep with peace of mind."

Rong Mu strangely felt the comfort of being cared for by countless big brothers. Huajun internally scolded him, but he really protected his shortcomings...

But how could he have been sleeping in the Bijiang snow?If he sleeps to death and sleeps for a whole winter, Shang Cizhou will be able to knock down the Great Shang Nandai and even the pavilions and branches!

Rong Mu was still a little concerned about Shang Cizhou's rescue of him back then, and wanted to urge Zhong Ling as soon as possible. He heard that Min Kong had already gone to retreat for training, and now there is only Zhong Ling, who can use a dead horse as a living horse medicine.

Rong Mu is so greedy that he not only wants the Nandai Kingdom to be safe and sound, but also wants the flower spirits of all dynasties to have a good ending. They are all excellent and shouldn't waste their time in the illusory space... Finally there is Shang Cizhou .

Shang Cizhou, this miserable black lotus, is still waiting for him to care for and save him.

Rong Mu was so worried that his head was going bald. Seeing that he was still ill, Rong Zhen didn't pursue it any further. He just told him to go to bed as soon as possible. Rong Mu called Bi Jiangxue secretly in his heart: "Yes, set a clock." .”

Bi Jiangxue: "...how long?"

Rong Mu: "Short, two hours."

Bi Jiangxue was strangely silent for half a second, and actually asked to reduce the time: "Can an hour be enough? We communicate with each other, and an hour is enough for you to rest."

Rong Mu: "? Are you alright? Was your house taken away?"

Bi Jiangxue's tone was a bit reluctant: "I'm fine, but Shang Cizhou came back early and sat beside me and stared at it for half an hour. Hurry up, he's very fierce, I'm afraid he'll uproot his body , trying to shake you out, then it will be over for both of us."

Rong Mu: "!!!"

"Hold on! Be sure to hold on! Twist him if you can't! Get angry, you will!"

Bi Jiangxue: "Are you perverted? He recognizes people but not flowers! Wake up and twist yourself!"