On the responsibility of a good employee [Quick Transmigration]

Before he fell into a coma, Lu Zha could still think so much, not because he was optimistic by nature, but because he had experienced such things many times.

He had a vague suspicion in his heart, maybe because he traveled from another world, his soul was not completely compatible with Yang Kang's original body, that's why he got this kind of lethargy, maybe it shouldn't be called Narcolepsy, more precisely, should be the soul out of body.

It's just that after his soul left his body, the soul didn't wander around without a support, but attached to another person.

But this is also not a happy thing, because the person he possesses cannot speak or move, and is more in a state similar to a vegetative state.

"Aheng, I'm here to see you."

A deep voice rang in his ears, Lu Zha was already very familiar with this voice, and even because he had been attached to this body so many times, he knew exactly what would happen to this body afterwards.

Sure enough, there was a long period of silence after that, and after a while, the man continued to speak, talking about recent events one by one.The one he talked about the most was a girl named Rong'er.

When the two names Aheng and Rong'er are linked together, Lu Zha will always have a strange sense of familiarity. He thinks endlessly, isn't the heroine of the world of sculpture shooting Huang Rong?

The people around him kept talking about how clever and cute Rong'er was. Although Lu Zha was bored, he couldn't change the subject with the people around him, so he could only force himself to listen.

Lu Zha was enjoying the services of the people around him while his thoughts wandered.A soft cloth was wiped on his body. There are not many ancient people who can be so gentle and considerate to vegetative people.He knew that this man was an ancient man, not because of his versatility, playing the piano and flute for him from time to time, but because once when this man wiped his body, he couldn't help hugging him, and he felt the long hair of the man falling on him. touch.

He guessed that he might still be in ancient times, and his body might already be dead, and this might be the tomb of this body.There is not much light entering here all the year round, and there is an indescribable coldness.

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Today, apart from Ah Heng and Rong'er, Lu Zha heard a few new words, Zhou Botong, Wang Chongyang, Nine Yin Scriptures... At this time, Lu Zha finally confirmed the vague idea in his heart. Unsurprisingly, this body is Huang Rong's biological mother, Feng Heng, who has been dead for many years, and there are often versatile ancients around him, probably appearing in "Shooting the Condors and Condors", who is known as the omnipotent master of Peach Blossom Island Pharmacist.

Lu Zha thought in a daze, his body, to be precise, should be a corpse, even if Huang Yaoshi often soaked it with various medicines to ensure that the corpse would not rot, but even so, this is still a corpse, right?

In the past, he thought that his shell was a vegetable and didn't feel anything, but now, thinking of Huang Yaoshi touching and hugging a dead body with all kinds of infatuation every day, he felt uncomfortable in his heart.

Huang Yaoshi hugged him into his arms again, and put his palms on his back quite naturally, waves of gentle and gentle internal force were transmitted. Although Lu Zha knew that he was a corpse now, he still felt very strange. Warm and cosy.If he could move now, he might not be able to resist rubbing against Huang Yaoshi's chest.

Over the years, Huang Yaoshi has not only used various medicines to protect Ah Heng's body from changes, but also poured internal energy into Ah Heng from time to time. Although he knows that people cannot be resurrected after death, he also knows a truth. Most people in the world believe in it. Conformity, what the predecessors could not do, Huang Yaoshi may not be able to do it too!Even if he exhausted his whole life's strength, he still wanted to bring Ah Heng back to life!

After Huang Yaoshi finished losing his internal energy, he held his lover in his arms, and felt that his lover's body was getting warm. He was in a daze for a moment, and couldn't believe that he touched his lover naked with his finger ""?The exposed skin and the heat in the usually narrow and cold eyes almost melted everyone. He couldn't tell what mood he was in, but he wished to input all the internal energy into A Heng's body, so that A Heng could be warmer. Warmer.

Huang Yaoshi pursed his lips, and suddenly hugged Ah Heng. Although he carefully prepared this tomb for Ah Heng, Ah Heng would feel cold now that his temperature had recovered. He might as well take Ah Heng back to their second place. The small building where people used to live.

Moonlight condenses.

Stepping on the silver light of the moonlight, Huang Yaoshi strode to the second floor, placed his lover on the bed, covered the brocade quilt, and then sat on the side of the bed, stretched out his hand to hold Ah Heng's hand, which seemed soft and flawless The bones are average, but unexpectedly warm.

Others may be afraid and frightened after seeing this scene, but Huang Yaoshi would not. Huang Yaoshi wished that his Ah Heng could jump out of bed immediately and regain his former vivacity.

"I never regarded you as dead." Huang Yaoshi stared blankly at the person on the bed, almost crying. He always thought that his Ah Heng was asleep. If his Ah Heng was dead, how could he live? have to go down?

He used to only think that he would find a way to revive Ah Heng. Ah Heng just fell asleep and would wake up one day sooner or later. He just wanted to make Ah Heng wake up and make sure that Ah Heng was still young and beautiful. He won't be sad when he sees her; if, after trying his best, Ah Heng still can't wake up, he will sleep with Ah Heng after Rong'er grows up and gets married.

Huang Yaoshi had a smile on his lips, but there seemed to be tears in his eyes. He took out the flute at his waist and put it to his lips tremblingly, but he couldn't make a sound for a long time.

How can his heart calm down at this moment?

How did Lu Zha know that Huang Yaoshi was in such a mood that the dead tree was in spring at the moment, he just felt that time passed extremely slowly, especially when Huang Yaoshi stopped talking, stopped moving, and just stared at him quietly, even more so. Uncomfortable to the extreme.

Fortunately, although Lu Zha was not used to it, he passed the night in a drowsy, half-asleep and half-awake state.When he regained consciousness, a familiar sense of dizziness hit him, and Lu Zha knew that he was about to return to the little prince's body.

Compared with the corpse, normal people would prefer the identity of the little prince, right?

After the world was spinning, before Lu Zha had time to rejoice, he found himself lying on the ground naked, beside Ouyang Ke who was half-squatting, looking at him with downcast eyes, and when their eyes met, Ouyang Ke hurriedly stood up, holding the The black iron folding fan gently unfolded, and then slowly closed, he covered his lips with his hands and coughed weakly, "I didn't expect the little prince to have such a hobby, no wonder people in the palace said that the little prince has been warming the bed all these years." None of the girls."

"Although my name is Little Prince, how can I compare to Brother Ouyang in terms of flair?" Lu Zha twitched his lips slightly after speaking, then stood up slowly, and put on his clothes in an orderly manner.

The two men, although he has always had an admiring attitude towards male sex and female sex, after all, they have traveled from the modern society. In that era of information explosion, they have never seen anything, let alone just naked bodies, even if someone is naked. Posting an indecent video is not even news.

On the contrary, Ouyang Ke was even more uncomfortable, he just came to find the little prince to go out with him as before, who would have thought that he would see such a fragrance when he entered the door ""?Gorgeous picture.He, Ouyang Ke, has always lingered among women, and recently, because Ji Ren at home hadn't arrived yet, and he looked down on ordinary women, he felt a little empty and lonely, but even so, he didn't expect to see After Wan Yankang was naked, the first thought in his mind was to know whether the skin that looked like silk and creamy skin was really like silky creamy skin.

Ouyang Ke was in a state of confusion at the time, and his face changed back and forth, but he was used to wantonness, and he never wronged himself. As soon as he thought of it, he stretched out his fingers.

However, I didn't expect the little prince to wake up at such a time.

Ouyang Ke: ...

Lu Zha quickly changed his clothes. He wore a lake green satin jacket, a belt of the same color around his waist, and a white robe, which made his complexion as white as jade and his lips as smudged. Dan.

Lu Zha finished packing up and washing up. Ouyang Ke seemed to have something on his mind today, and he didn't leave the palace. Instead, after having dinner together, he went back to his room to practice martial arts.

But Lu Zha did not practice martial arts. He first went to see his mother Bao Xiruo. Now he is Yang Kang. Bao Xiruo and Wanyan Honglie have always loved him, and they have a deeper understanding of Yang Kang's situation in the original book. , between adoptive father and biological parents, between one's own pursuit and lover... No matter what you do, you can't achieve both, there will always be a loser, and you will inevitably bear the stigma.

Ever since he became Yang Kang, he has been thinking about how to avoid the miserable end of the original body.Although, the exposure of his life experience should be unavoidable, there are too many people who know his life experience, and when he and Guo Jing's 18-year martial arts competition arrives, his life experience will inevitably be exposed; Lu Zha doesn't care about this, he cares more The question is what to do to save Bao Xiruo's life.

Bao Xiruo was not killed, but committed suicide in shame after knowing the truth. After much deliberation, he had no choice but to avoid Bao Xiruo and Yang Tiexin meeting each other.

Many years have passed, and Lu Zha doesn't remember much about the plot of Shooting the Condor. He only knows that it was when Mu Nianci had a martial arts competition to recruit relatives. Bao Xiruo's appearance aroused Yang Tiexin's suspicion. He couldn't remember at all.

After ordering his servants to inquire about the news, Lu Zha stepped into the only thatched hut in the palace.The furnishings in the thatched huts were all transported from the former residence of Niujia Village and arranged according to the former residence's furnishings.

Bao Xiruo smiled when he saw him, and his words were full of concern for him. Lu Zha actually knew that Bao Xiruo could only be happy for a moment every day when he was around. Staring at an iron gun in a daze.

Lu Zha doesn't agree with Bao Xiruo's choice, but Bao Xiruo loves him and loves him. He is his biological mother in this world. It doesn't matter whether he agrees with it or not. The important thing is that he has the responsibility to protect her. Alright, when he is no longer the little prince of the Jin Kingdom, he will take Bao Xiruo to leave the Zhao Palace and return to live in the territory of the Song Dynasty.

Bao Xiruo asked him about his martial arts practice, and Lu Zha couldn't help showing a bit of embarrassment.The little prince Wanyankang is very talented in martial arts, but in his memory, he has a delicate temperament because of his rich clothes and rich food since he was a child, and he is unwilling to put much thought into hard things like martial arts.

Although Qiu Chuji is said to be his master, he doesn't live in the palace permanently, instead he appears like a ghost. Like many other masters, he was punished.

Lu Zha was in a daze. Although he felt that his performance in memory was abnormal, he could only find some reasons to comfort himself. Perhaps, he was completely corrupted by sugar-coated shells. Otherwise, knowing that he is not the real little prince, why not How about learning martial arts?

Seeing his appearance, Bao Xiruo couldn't help worrying, and told him in a soft voice that he must listen to Master Qiu's words, and he didn't feel relieved until he agreed, and the smile on his face became more gentle and gentle.