Shangxian Cultivation Handbook

Shen Yuan stood watching from a distance for a while, but just about to walk over but never thought about Song Nanchu, but stood up by herself, and walked unsteadily towards the outside of the palace.

He hid quickly, and he didn't recover until Song Nanchu disappeared.What is he hiding?What else is there to hide from?

Before Song Nanchu returned to Shaofu's mansion to rest and drink a cup of tea, Zuo Xing barged in again and again, completely ignoring the obstruction of his servants.

"My lord..." The butler looked at Song Nanchu who was sitting on the first seat with some embarrassment, wanting to explain.

"Go down." Song Nanchu waved his hands, "Go down, I have something to say with Mr. Zuo."

"Yes!" The maids and servants at the side said in unison, and then went out one by one.The housekeeper was the last to go out, and before leaving, he intimately closed the door.

Seeing that everyone was leaving, Zuo Xing knelt down on his knees with a 'plop', and kowtowed twice: "His Royal Highness, you need to be more worried!"

It is unbearable for ordinary people to give such a great gift as soon as they meet each other. Even Song Nanchu felt guilty and embarrassed.

He stepped forward and bent down to grab Zuo Xing's arms: "Master Zuo please get up quickly, Ge Jingwei can't stand it." He seldom mentioned his name when he was young, and now he always feels that he is full of vicissitudes when he mentions it feeling.

The vicissitudes of life have changed dramatically.

"If the old minister can't get up, he can't get up!" Zuo Xing's voice trembled, "His Royal Highness, you donated half of the blood. The old minister is only your highness. You are magnanimous, but... you must not! Between you and the emperor of the Gu family, There can only be hatred!"

Having said all of this, it makes people shudder.

If Lian Qing is a hurdle that he cannot overcome, then this level of identity is a hurdle that he cannot overcome, and he will never be able to overcome it.

A few days ago, if he was able to deceive himself and others, but now Zuo Xing came to the door by himself at the risk of exposure, that is the matter before his eyes.

Coupled with the warning given by the Empress Dowager, Song Nanchu suddenly felt that one head was two big, and he was not able to exert himself.

"Lord Zuo..." Song Nanchu simply knelt down in front of Zuo Xing, "Ge Jing doesn't want glory and wealth in this life, let alone the throne. My lord, please let Ge Jing go."

He really wanted to give up, all those plots and powers would disappear in smoke, why can't he live a good life?

Zuo Xing froze, raised his head, and looked at Song Nanchu with eyes full of vicissitudes of life: "Your Highness... but really?"

He planned a strategy for five or six years, thinking about it in his heart, and had to be careful with every move every moment.Now, is it going to be destroyed in the hands of a former prince?How aggrieved and unwilling this is, if it is not for people who are on the scene, they will not be able to appreciate the sadness.

"I know, it's really wrong to say give up at this time..." Song Nanchu kowtowed hard, and the sound was very loud.Thinking about it, his head was really wronged today, and he suffered severe injuries from the back of his head to his forehead.

"Lord Zuo, Song Jing is tired." Song Nan fell on the ground and kowtowed, "I used to hate and complain that I rushed to this position just now, but now..." Now his resentment has long since disappeared. , he only wants to be stable in one life and peaceful in one, and will not force the others.

Zuo Xing's ears completely changed when he revealed the truth, he grimaced, moved his hands, his eyes slanted slightly, and said in a cold voice: "Now His Highness only wants to stay with the Emperor Gu for the rest of his life. Peaceful white hair, is it?"

When Song Nanchu's little thoughts were mentioned by the elder, he couldn't help but blush, and looked up at Zuo Xing with some embarrassment.But when he met Zuo Xing's gaze, he froze for a moment, and held back what he wanted to say, even his blushing face suddenly turned pale.

What kind of extension is this?With iciness, with irony, with disdain and suspicion, with dissatisfaction, disappointment and resentment... All of them are mixed together, making Song Nanchu seem to have poured a basin of cold water from beginning to end, and still It was poured in the twelfth lunar month, and it was icy cold, and the blood seemed to be frozen.

"If your Highness is merciful, it's fine if you don't want to waste money and people." Zuo Xing slowly stood up.Looking down at Song Nanchu, who was kneeling on the ground and looking up at him, "If it's for selfish reasons, where did your Highness learn etiquette for more than ten years? Today, His Highness will give the old minister an explanation, give me An explanation from the Li dynasty!"

Every word was aggressive, Song Nanchu never thought that one day he would enter the current situation.He always thought that he could make things on both sides complete.He never thought that he got Gu Zhiyuan's affection but was cornered by his own people.

It's just... It's absolutely impossible for him to give up on Gu Zhiyuan.

"Lord Zuo, I..." He was about to speak, but was interrupted by Zuo Xing.

"Your Highness really thinks that the little emperor's words of love to you are true?" Zuo Xing sneered, "Those so-called heartfelt words, but who in the palace can't put on a show?"

Song Nanchu bit his lower lip, he naturally knew the dangers in the palace, and he also understood since he was a child: the most fake thing in this world is the love in the mouth of the emperor.However, he was willing to trust Gu Zhiyuan.

"Two years ago, the first thing Gu's children did when they first registered was to secretly send someone to Jiangnan to assassinate His Highness." Zuo Xing walked back and forth a few times, then looked back at Song Nanchu who was kneeling on the ground, "Your Highness, that is The person who has always wanted your life, do you still believe in his so-called sincerity?"

"OK...Assassination?" Song Nanchu's head went blank for a moment, and his eyes were straightened.He knew better than anyone else about the so-called assassination.He knew how many times he almost died from that knife, and he knew how sad his year was.

During that year, it was fine during the day, but it was torture at night.At first he was almost killed by the knife in the alley, but he was safe after a few days if he didn't walk in the alley.Later, the man went straight to the house, and almost became a dead soul several times.Afterwards, the last assassination happened to meet Shen Yuan, and it was considered a victory for him to take that hard blow for him.

In fact, he should have thought a long time ago that the person who can persevere in chasing and killing him should not be an ordinary person, but should be a high-ranking official.But he never expected that it was that person, the person who should not be the last one.

"Your Highness probably has an idea in his mind now, and the veteran will not embarrass His Highness anymore." Zuo Xing stepped forward and mixed Song Nanchu, "Your Highness must know that in this court, there is no one other than the old minister who His Highness can trust."

"I, I understand." Song Nanchu nodded, still a little confused.

"Three days later, the old minister hopes to hear His Highness's reply." Seeing Song Nanchu's distraught appearance, Zuo Xing knew in his heart that those words had worked, and the next step would naturally be the result of waiting for things to happen.

Regarding this matter, Song Nanchu really wanted to pretend that she didn't know anything, or just relax and just treat it as a thing of the past.However, when he broke the teacup in his hand for the sixth time, poured the tea on his clothes for the fourth time, and drank water from the empty cup for the ninth time...he suddenly understood that maybe it was not It's not that he doesn't care, but that he really cares.

He doesn't understand, or maybe he understands very well.

"My lord..." The butler changed the teacup again, and finally couldn't help but say, "If you have something on your mind, don't keep it to yourself, just say it."

Song Nanchu glanced at him, the butler swallowed and took a step back.

"Perhaps, you're right." Song Nanchu nodded, looking out of the window at the time when the moon was already above the treetops, "Tomorrow, I'll go and ask, and I'll understand everything..."

Song Xun actually doesn't remember much about the first life, although he still remembers Shen Yuan and his previous feelings, but too many things have been washed away by the river of time, so that he can't remember whether he really got love back then. Huan's feelings.

In fact, after becoming a fairy, he rarely dreamed.There is no distinction between day and night in the Nine Heavens, and he is usually not favored by nightmares when he sleeps, and he is rewarded with a sweet dream.Later, I went to Shushan, let alone having any dream.

Now it's good, I kissed Qing Huan on the first night when I came to the Valley of Prey, and even had a dream on the second night.

The moment you step into the dreamland is the beginning of all reincarnation.

Probably because he really forgot too much, so when he stepped into the imperial study room, he didn't feel familiar.However, he saw Qing Huan leaning over the desk and carefully reviewing the memorial.So, he knew that this should be a memory of the first life.

He walked up to Gu Zhiyuan and sat down, reached out to touch Gu Zhiyuan, but Gu Zhiyuan ignored him.So, at the beginning, I thought it was very interesting, but it was only a moment, but I felt very boring.

He stood up and wanted to go out and have a look, to see things from 300 years ago.Unexpectedly, as soon as he stood up and didn't even make a move, the door was pushed open, and it was himself who came in.

Song Xun tilted his head and looked at himself 300 years ago. The more he looked, the more beautiful he felt, and it was unmatched by other people.

"Gu Zhiyuan." He watched 'myself' speak, feeling a little weird.

"En?" Gu Zhiyuan replied.

Song Xun looked at the two people who were looking at each other, and after a while, he covered his face suddenly.Suddenly, they found that they seemed to have had a relationship 300 years ago.That's right, for sure, because the eyes of the two of them are so passionately locked at this moment, isn't there some kind of adultery?

But to say adultery seems to be too much...

Unable to bear it any longer, he fled out of the house abruptly.

As soon as the picture turned, he saw a woman sitting on a chair.Yellow phoenix robe, golden phoenix crown, exquisite makeup.In my impression, this should be Lian Su.

But looking carefully, Song Xun always felt that the noble woman in front of him was not very similar to Lian Su, and if he insisted on saying that, it was only her temperament or face shape.

As if discovering a new continent, Song Xun felt extremely surprised.

In the 300 years of the third life, the faces of him and Qing Huan have not changed, but Lian Su is different.Thinking about it carefully, Mu Zhi in the second life does not seem to be very similar to Lian Su.Lian Su's current face is the face of her third life, that is to say, the three appearances of Lian Su's third life...

This is really novel.