Ugly Nuer

Cheng Huan was indeed frightened by Xuanyuan Lin, and he came back to his senses in the middle of the night, but he was a little dazed, curled up on the bed and his mind was empty.

He couldn't sleep, he remembered Xuanyuan Lin's words and the look on his face when he said those words very clearly, and his heart was so sad that when he thought about it, the bridge of his nose felt sour.

He patted his face and quickly decided to find something to do for himself.

He got up and went to the main hall, where the memorial tablet of the late empress Xie Qichi was enshrined. The emperor was filial, and the palace servants did their best to clean the house, but the palace without a master is always deserted, so when she entered, she didn't see a single person, only Two long lamps were still lit, making the palace even more gloomy.

Cheng Huan didn't feel afraid, he came here as soon as he entered the palace, he knew how outstanding this master was, and also saw the love between him and the late emperor with his own eyes, he respected him and envied him in his heart.

He didn't dare to compare with the previous empress, but since they were all related to the emperor, maybe they could whisper something.

So he grabbed the rag and started to clean up the divine case. As he wiped it, his eyes fell on Xie Qichi's tablet. He hadn't looked at it carefully before, but now he noticed something was wrong when he focused on it. The tablet was too thick.

He carefully took off the tablet, turned it to the back and glanced at it, his eyes widened suddenly, he didn't know many characters, but he could recognize the word Xuanyuan.

There is another person's name engraved on the back of the first queen's tablet. This person's surname is Xuanyuan. Who could it be?

Even though Cheng Huan was not smart, he still guessed it.

He couldn't help but startled, and his eye sockets suddenly became wet.

Different people have different fates, probably referring to him and Xie Qichi.

He put the tablet back carefully, and kowtowed three times as an apology, then dragged the cushion and moved forward, leaning on the pillar and staring at the tablet in a daze.

He kept those two names back and forth in his heart. It turned out that the emperor's affection was so touching, but it was a pity that Xuanyuan Lin refused to give it to him.

Cheng Huan raised his hand and rubbed his eyes. His nose bridge was sore again, which made him feel ashamed, so he couldn't help but rub his eyes a little harder.

The main hall was gloomy and cold. Although the doors and windows were closed, he always felt the wind blowing from all directions. He shrank into a ball in the cold, but refused to leave, still looking at the memorial tablet.

"If I were like you, with both legs crippled and sick all over, would he like me a little bit..."

He felt terrified when he said these words unconsciously, afraid that Xie Qichi would have a soul in the sky, and he would really trade his legs and health for the emperor's affection, and his heart skipped a beat.

But in an instant, he lowered his eyes again. If this is really possible, he is actually willing to do so.

But he knew that was impossible, he was a useless person who was neither male nor female, if his legs were disabled and he couldn't do the work of serving people, Xuanyuan Lin would only hate him even more.

The contemptuous and sarcastic words from the previous person sounded again, and Cheng Huan trembled sadly. He really wanted to hold back, but what he experienced today was too bad. He sniffed, but it was useless, so he had to bury his head In the knee, after a short while, a small puddle of water accumulated on the ground between the feet.

He was cold and sad, he didn't eat lunch or dinner, he couldn't cheer up, and fell asleep like this.

In a blur, he felt that someone had opened the door and walked in towards him step by step. He was happy in his heart, thinking that Xuanyuan Lin was worried about him, so he came to see him, and wanted to open his eyes to take a look, but his eyelids seemed to be sticky. I was stuck, unable to open my mouth for life and death, and my body was a little stiff, as if my bones were frozen.

Someone came and touched his forehead, and then wrapped him with something. The thing was still warm, and Cheng Huan shivered from the warmth.

Immediately afterwards, the man sighed: "How can I sleep here, it will freeze to death."

Cheng Huan recognized the voice of King Xian.

He was a little disappointed, and felt that it was so, Xuanyuan Lin just kicked him out, so why would he come to see him?

Xuanyuanjing called him twice, Cheng Huan wanted to agree, but couldn't open his mouth, Xuanyuanjing seemed a little anxious, so he just hugged him, Cheng Huan felt his legs went numb, this position was uncomfortable, but he couldn't say it out , I had to frown and grit my teeth to endure.

Xuanyuan Jing stood unsteadily, and shook him violently when he was picked up. Cheng Huan thought that his strength was far worse than Xuanyuan Lin's. When that man was angry, he could throw himself out with one hand.

However, Xuanyuan Jing couldn't really hold him, but the weight was unexpectedly light, and he shook him only after he exerted too much force.

He saw that Cheng Huan was alive and kicking in the past, and he didn't look very thin in the clothes, but he didn't expect that the person was so light, so light that he could lift it with one hand.

How tall is this man...

He frowned and sent people to the side hall, this Tai Chi hall was not a room without slaves, but Xuanyuan Jing always felt that Xuanyuan Lin treated him unusually, and refused to let others approach him.

Just now when he entered the door and saw this kid huddled in front of the divine case, he was really taken aback. The weather is so cold now, if he sleeps like this all night, he might freeze to death.

I raised my hand and wiped it, and it turned out that my whole body was cold, so cold that I was a little bit ice-man, as if I had been dead for a long time.

He was taken aback, hurriedly settled the person and announced the imperial physician.

The imperial doctor checked the pulse, but felt very bad. Cheng Huan's body seemed to have been severely spoiled, and he was so weak. Now the pulse is very weak, so he can only try it with tiger wolf medicine first, if he can relieve his breath Then take it easy.

But this is Tai Chi Hall, how could a Tai Chi Hall without a master be nursed by a slave.

Xuanyuan Jing thought about it and went to find Zhang Jinzhong. Zhang Jinzhong was trembling with anger. Seeing that Cheng Huan was in a drowsy sleep, he raised his hand and slapped him twice: "This little bastard is trying to piss me off!"

He just thought it was Cheng Huan who wanted to commit suicide because he couldn't think about it, and he felt a little resentment towards Chen Rongsheng in his heart, and he even had some opinions on Xuanyuan Lin. Even if he is a slave, he is still a person. It's been two years of love...

But even if Cheng Huan was stupid, Zhang Jinzhong didn't want him to die like this, so he could only grit his teeth and beg the virtuous king, and secretly took him to the virtuous king's mansion to raise him, and sent him back after he was raised.

Anyway, now Cheng Huan can't get out of this Tai Chi Hall, and no one else can get in. Even if he disappears for a month, no one will notice, and Zhang Jinzhong's cover-up is enough to hide it.

What Zhang Jinzhong was worried about was whether Cheng Huan would use the name of deceiving the king to save Cheng Huan because of Chen Rong's targeting of the Xian Wang's mansion.

But he didn't want Xuanyuanjing to agree immediately as soon as he faltered and said something.

"As an elder brother, I should accumulate blessings for him."

As soon as Zhang Jinzhong heard King Xian's words, he understood that he must have known something, but he is a rare person who understands, and everything he does is very appropriate, so Zhang Jinzhong can only thank him.

That night Xuanyuanjing secretly took him out of the palace and placed him in the courtyard of the palace. He thought it would take a lot of effort to wake up Cheng Huan, but he didn't expect that within three days, he opened his eyes.

When Xuanyuanjing entered, he was lying on the bed, lifting the bed curtain and looking around.

Xuanyuanjing laughed: "Are you awake?"

Cheng Huan was taken aback when he saw him, and thought it was Xuanyuan Lin, and then realized after a while, Xuanyuan Lin wouldn't smile at him like that.

"Ah, His Royal Highness...why am I here? You stole me out?"

Xuanyuan Jing couldn't laugh or cry when she said this: "Your mouth...you almost froze to death in the Taiji Hall, I had to take you out to rest for a while, and I can go back when you recover."

Cheng Huan let out an "oh" and jumped off the bed, "I'm ready, take me back."

Xuanyuan Jing saw that he was still walking clumsily, and looked at him disapprovingly: "You can't play with your body, now I am the only one in and out of the Tai Chi Hall, so you don't have to worry about being found out that you have left the palace."

Cheng Huan scratched his head: "Don't worry, don't worry."

But he still wanted to go back. Xuanyuanjing felt a little moved in his heart, and vaguely understood: "Uncle Cheng is returning to the court. The emperor has been busy with government affairs these days and has no leisure time to go to the harem. I am afraid that he will not be able to go to the Taiji Hall to pay homage to the late queen until the day of his death. gone."

Cheng Huan showed obvious disappointment on his face, and said "Oh" blankly, but still said that he wanted to go back.

Having said all this, Xuanyuan Jing couldn't force it, so he could only ask someone to prepare the medicine and bring it to him, and when he entered the palace the next morning, he was sent to the Tai Chi Hall.

The hall was still deserted, only the room where Xuanyuan Jing was handling business had lit the charcoal basin, and Cheng Huan curled up in a quilt and dozed off in a corner.

He was still ill, unable to cheer up, fell asleep while talking, and woke up as if he had been frightened by someone, his eyes were wide open and he was panting heavily.

Xuanyuanjing was still fresh at first, curious about what he dreamed about, but later he didn't ask any more questions, but seeing him often looking outside, he couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

Cheng Huan has tried very hard to cover it up, he also knows that Xuanyuan Lin will not come, but he still thinks that King Xian is here, what if he will come to visit his brother?

However, even though Xuanyuanjing was here, the emperor didn't come once, but called people away twice. Every time this happens, the charcoal basin in this room is gone, and Cheng Huan can only wrap the quilt tightly and watch dryly. to the door.

Xuanyuan Jing couldn't stand it anymore, and took the initiative to go to the emperor twice, only to see him and Chen Rong discussing the copybook, head to head, very intimate, and he couldn't speak.

Even though he felt pity for Cheng Huan, Xuanyuan Lin's wishes were more important in the final analysis. Since he chose Chen Rong, he should not make trouble for him.

He wanted to leave it alone, but he didn't expect that Zhang Jinzhong went to see Cheng Huan, and dragged him to gossip all afternoon, causing Cheng Huan's head to bow, and his eyes were red.

Zhang Jinzhong couldn't bear it in his heart, but the long-term pain is worse than the short-term pain. The earlier he understood, the sooner he let go, he could settle down and live in this palace. Now that the emperor and Chen Rong look like this, they are inseparable. The emperor is the most ruthless, it is better for Cheng Huan to live in peace now than to lose his life in the future.

He really didn't want to see this kid push himself to a dead end.

[The author has something to say: It's on the shelves today, and it's double-updated, and the daily confession is cute, okay?]