The boss always wants me to die [Quick Transmigration]

Chen Wenyao was completely dumbfounded, "This... this... what's going on?"

"Don't worry, let me tell you slowly." After Murong Huabin appeased Chen Wenyao, he looked into the distance, and gradually recalled the battle with Shuzhong a few months ago.

"I was betrayed by Xue Yong that day, causing a hundred thousand troops to die in the canyon. Originally, I should not be able to come back. Even if I came back, I would have no face to face the thousands of soldiers guarding the border town, face to face my father, queen, mother and concubine. But in my own eyes Witnessing that all the soldiers were separated because of my negligence, even so, they still tried their best to protect me, without frowning too much. Suddenly, a thought arose in my heart, that is, I must escape! It is better to die in front of all the soldiers than to die at the hands of the enemy. The thought was so strong that even with fifty thousand troops chasing after me, I still escaped."

"A whole day! I ran away for a whole day! I finally escaped back under the city wall at sunset. I knew it was time for me to apologize to all the soldiers. I knew the situation in the city. There were only a few thousand people, and it was not enough to resist The [-] troops, I have never thought of letting them go out of the city to save me. As long as they see that I am dead, they will send a message to Kyoto. It will be saved."

"Just when I was determined to die, you suddenly appeared. I don't know how to describe the feeling at that time. I was a little angry and a little touched. In my heart, I didn't treat you well, even knowing your thoughts After that, I gave you to my third brother as a tool. When I was in a state of anxiety, I saw you transformed into a beautiful silver fox, as tall as a city, and rushed towards the enemy. At that time, I My heart palpitated, as if something important was about to leave me, I suddenly seemed to have some kind of power, I followed it and pulled it again and again, and saw you lying in my arms unconscious. At this time, I suddenly recovered the memory of being Zhao Yixian. Although I don’t have the skill of the Nascent Soul stage, I can still deal with mere mortals, so I drove the sword to kill them in an instant, and after I took you back to the city, I went out to kill them. All the 6 horses stationed three miles away were killed, so far, the battle in central Shu came to an end, after returning to the city, I fainted due to lack of energy, and when I woke up, I recovered all my memories.”

"All...what else?!"

"In the first life, I am the supreme emperor, and you are the prime minister who is devoted to the ruling and opposition parties; in the second life, I am the leader of the demon cult, and you are the son of the leader of the martial arts..." Murong Huabin said softly, "Do you still need me to talk about it?" ?”

"Why did this happen?! Why are you the only one?!" Although Chen Wenyao had already guessed, he still couldn't believe it, "How could there be such a coincidence in this world! You, you, you... who are you?!"

"In this world... Ayao, you have to know that there is not only one world. I... am from the main world." When Murong Huabin said this, he felt a little uneasy. He didn't know whether Chen Wenyao would because of This is not happy, but he really doesn’t want to hide anything from him, “I have a cousin who is the youngest Ph. It just so happened that I had nothing to do, so I volunteered to be his experimental product."

"Then why do you run into me every time, and they are all the subjects of my mission?" Chen Wenyao couldn't help complaining, "Come out for me, stupid 9, I will definitely not beat you to death!"

9527 said weakly: "It's none of my business, I don't know anything."

Chen Wenyao suddenly thought of a very important question, he tentatively asked: "What's your cousin's name? Could it be Xiang Ning..."

"It's him," Murong Huabin said in surprise, "How do you know?"

Chen Wenyao: "..."

"Stupid 9, you come out! You still say it's none of your business! How could it be such a coincidence, otherwise I..."

"It's really none of my business. Every world you travel through is systematically arranged, and even the master doesn't know it. It's a complete coincidence, coincidence, oh, no! This is a system bug, and the master and I have no idea Love!!!" 9527 didn't even forget to bring his master with him in his defense.

Although Murong Huabin knew about the existence of 9527, he couldn't hear the conversation between the two of them. It was strange to see Chen Wenyao alone in a daze at this moment, until Chen Wenyao came back to his senses and asked again: "Do you know my cousin?"

Chen Wenyao looked at him strangely, "Do you still remember Zhao Haotian?"

"Isn't that from the world of cultivating immortals?" Murong Huabin asked, "Why did you mention him all of a sudden?"

"It seems...you really don't know, Zhao Haotian is actually Xiang Ning."

"(⊙o⊙)My brother is here!" Murong Huabin was a little surprised, then frowned, "Why did he only tell you and not me?!"

It was rare for Chen Wenyao to see Murong Huabin's appreciative face, and said with a smile, "It's not because you were only Zhao Yixian at the time and didn't recognize him."

He smiled very beautifully, with two dimples blooming on his cheeks, and a pair of wet eyes, which made people move their index fingers.

Murong Huabin was a little moved, he leaned gently on Chen Wenyao's pillow, looked down into Chen Wenyao's eyes, "Well, you are a disobedient disciple who doesn't respect the teacher, you dare to call the teacher's name directly, it seems that the teacher is not good I will teach you a lesson!"

Chen Wenyao held his breath when Murong Huabin leaned over, until a somewhat heavy kiss fell on his lips, he tossed and sucked, one hand slowly slipped into the quilt, and opened the front of his shirt.

In the next few days, although the imperial physician came every day and poured medicine stones uninterruptedly, and Murong Huabin took care of him almost indiscriminately, Chen Wenyao's body inevitably lost weight.

Regarding Murong Huabin's sobriety, the emperor only told him to go to the palace to meet him once, and he never called him again after that.

In less than a month, Chen Wenyao was as thin as a stick, even the imperial physician shook his head and asked people to prepare for the funeral.

At this time, Murong Huabin was extremely calm, but he still took care of him, and when others spoke to him, he would respond softly. It was so normal, it was just such a lack of normality that made everyone feel that he was abnormal.

The prince persuaded him countless times, but Murong Huabin's behavior was very normal, and what he said was also very reasonable.

Even the imperial concubine went out of the palace to meet her son, Murong Huabin just reassured her with gentle words.

Finally on a sunny day, Chen Wenyao left quietly.

The sky is full of fallen leaves, this is a harvest season.

The next day, the emperor blocked everyone and summoned the son again.

After a long time, he asked, "Second brother, do you hate me?"

Murong Huabin raised his head, with a smile even on the corner of his mouth: "Father is the Ninth Five-Year Honor, so what does it matter if a little fox is sacrificed for Daliang's century-old society?"

"You hate me." The emperor smiled bitterly.

"I don't dare," Murong Huabin knelt down on his knees, raised his head and smiled, "Since the father wants a peaceful and prosperous world, the minister will assist the prince to become a wise king. I wonder if the father is satisfied?"

After Murong Huabin left, the emperor spread out a piece of rice paper, picked up a pen and wrote a word, it was a glorious word.

"Sure enough, the little fox still told him."

In another 16 years, Murong Xuan died, and Prince Murong Fanger succeeded to the throne. He was crowned King Jin as a virtuous king, and Zong Qingsheng was established. In another 15 years, the virtuous king passed away and had no heirs. He respected his wishes and buried him at the foot of Zhoushan Mountain.

The breeze blew, and a little rabbit strayed across the grass. The aged emperor only took one look, then laughed, and said to the people around him: "I think back then, Ayao also loved running and jumping like this."

He glanced at the small tomb next to the Xian King's tomb again, and sighed: "Second brother, I don't know how you and A Yao are doing well after all these years?"

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