Fast-passing sick and tender male god Shura field

Chapter 5: The Reborn Prince of the Hou Mansion (5)

The assassin came suddenly, Si Xiao came while he was taking a bath in the tub, and split open the tub without saying a word, spilling flower petal water all over the floor.

Nan Xian didn't know what was going on, there was such a big commotion in Kunning Palace, yet no guards from the palace had arrived. The only thing she could think of was that the person who bribed the assassin was definitely someone from the palace.

Si Xiao stared sullenly at the white steamed bun under the assassin's feet, tightened his fingers, and sent the sword forward even more sharply: "Looking for death!"

However, just as he summoned up his internal strength, he swung the long sword over, but the man behind him grabbed his jacket, stabbed it, the cloth shattered, and most of his firm and flat chest was instantly exposed.

The remaining white steamed bun fell to the ground with a "boom", bounced a few times, and rolled to the feet of the black-clothed assassin.

The assassin was obviously taken aback, but didn't draw his sword again for a moment.

Si Xiao was also taken aback, then the veins on his forehead twitched, he turned his head and glared viciously at the frightened emperor, with a murderous look gathering in his eyes: "You did it on purpose?"

"I'm not……"

"Be careful--"

Nan Xian's pupils suddenly dilated, and before the sharp sword came, he closed his eyes and knocked the boy away.

The long sword pierced into the chest, and the puffing sound was clearly audible. Nan Xian's almond-shaped eyes widened, and the severe pain made her convulse all over. Si Xiao's dazed and shocked face finally flashed before her eyes.

When Nan Xian woke up, it was already two days later.

The assassin's swordsmanship was very accurate, and it hit her heart straight, but because of the "hegemonic function", he forcibly deflected the long sword a few inches to protect the heart vein.

But even so, Nan Xian was in so much pain that he was dying, and if he took a little breath and pulled the wound, there would be a piercing pain in his chest.

"The assassin asked who was the emperor after you fell. I guess the person he wanted to assassinate was not the villain, but you. He just saw that the villain was in the body of a man when he was bathing, so he took the villain as you and assassinated him."

Qixi's voice whispered in his ears.

Nan Xian's chest was wrapped in gauze, his face turned pale, and he hummed twice in pain: "Where's Si Xiao?"

"I was invited by Concubine Shu to the lotus pond."

Hearing about Lianchi, Nan Xian thought of something, and suddenly became excited. With this excitement, he trembled with pain in his chest, and tears were about to flow out: "Lianchi, isn't that where Mr. Xijin often goes? They are now Where did it go?"

"Don't worry the host, it's just a first meeting."

Nan Xian heaved a sigh of relief, and the slight pain in his chest spread again. He called Xiao Liangzi to the imperial dining room to bring some delicate snacks, and fell asleep after eating a few mouthfuls.

When he woke up sickly, Si Xiao was sitting by the couch reading a book, feeling the frequent gazes, the young man casually opened his eyelids, "Your Majesty is awake?"

Nan Xian was weak and murmured in a very soft voice.

"It still hurts?" Si Xiao felt a little irritable for some reason, this life is so different from the previous life, how could Nan Xian sacrifice his life to save him?But, she was saved.

And that assassin, did he appear in the previous life? The assassin's swordsmanship is strange and unpredictable, and his moves are deadly. How did he escape this assassination?
"Emperor Wu came to prescribe medicine just now, and the pain is gone."

Imperial Physician Wu is a female doctor with superb medical skills. When mentioning Imperial Physician Wu, Si Xiao frowned slightly. He didn't understand why it was a female imperial physician who took care of Nanxian's body in the palace.

"What is that?" Nan Xian suddenly saw the emerald green lotus pod on the table of the Eight Immortals.

Following her shining eyes, Si Xiao's expression changed, and he snorted coldly, "It's a lotus pod given by someone else."

"I want to eat."

"Nothing to eat."

"But if I want to eat, I can eat a few, Empress—" Nan Xian looked at him aggrievedly, her long furry eyelashes fluttering, and her unconsciously beseeching eyes were more radiant than the afterglow of the setting sun.

Si Xiao's heart skipped a beat, and he didn't know what to think of. He looked at her sarcastically, "Has the emperor forgotten the snow-white steamed bun? The assassin's sword wounded His Majesty's chest, not his brain."

Nan Xian choked.

Seeing her like this, Si Xiao sneered, got up silently, picked up the lotus pod on the table and went out.

"Qixi, tell me how far the villain and Xijin have progressed." Nan Xian's bright eyes flooded with unbelievable despair, and he complained, "He didn't even want to give me any of the lotus pods that Xijin picked for him." eat!"

"I'm the one who risked his life and death for him!"

Qi Xi doesn't know much about feelings, and can only state the facts: "Host, the assassin wants to kill you."

Nan Xian has already imagined the whole process of Mr. Xijin hooking up with Si Xiao. What "the grace of saving life should be promised with the body", when it comes to Si Xiao, it becomes "the grace of saving life is to be green with the body."

Still think her head is not green enough! ! !
Nan Xian gritted his teeth and drove Si Xiao whip hundreds of times into the cold palace in his heart.

With this excitement, her chest heaved and pulled directly to the wound again, the pain caused Nan Xian to burst into tears, her lower lip turned white from biting, and she directly changed the exorcism from the cold palace to the exorcism pig cage in the bottom of her heart.

Suddenly a gust of breeze passed by in front of him, Nan Xian blankly opened his watery almond eyes, and saw Si Xiao leaving and returning, holding a few fresh and tender lotus pods in his hands.

Seeing her eyes full of tears, Si Xiao was taken aback for a moment, and wanted to laugh in his heart. Seeing that she was inconvenient to move, he hesitated and took out a handkerchief from his bosom to wipe it off for her, and said sadly, "Why are you crying, Your Majesty?" For how many lotus pods?

Nan Xian didn't expect her to go and come back again, and couldn't hold back her tears, she pursed her mouth in grievance, didn't look at him, and didn't speak.

He Shi Shiran sat on the side of the couch, peeling off a lotus seed nimbly with his slender fingers like bamboo, without even picking the tender lotus heart, he brought it to Nan Xian's lips, "The one given by others is too old, this one is tender."

Nan Xian's heart thumped uncontrollably, and silently turned the pig cage into a couch.

The tips of the ears turned red quietly, but he hummed, reluctantly opening his mouth to suck it in.

He continued to peel off one, his slender white fingertips were as white as lotus seeds.

She ate one as soon as he fed one, her full red lips parted and closed, her washed eyes stared at the young man's focused and beautiful eyes without blinking, finally, there was only the last one left, and she even took the lotus seeds on his finger. Bite into the mouth together.

The moist warmth surrounded the fingertips, Si Xiao's eyes dimmed, and his voice became a little hoarse: "Is the emperor not full yet?"

Nan Xian was already full, even a little stuffed.

Loosening the white teeth, the almond eyes are clear and innocent, pretending to be stupid: "Where are those lotus pods?"

Si Xiao put his hand behind his back, and slowly rubbed the bitten fingertips, locked her with shining eyes, and slightly parted his thin lips: "Throw it away."

"I look at those lotus pods and they are not too old."

"The concubine feels old."

"Then why did the Queen bring them back?"

"...the emperor has too many questions."

A suffocating silence.

Si Xiao's eyes were dark, and his picturesque and handsome face showed no emotion or anger: "I also have something to ask the emperor, why did the emperor block that sword for me that night?"

(End of this chapter)