Pretty State Preceptor Saves the Planet

Hong Yao figured out Xie Huai'an's mood, and let go of his blue knuckles.

"Mr. can pinch and count, but he can break the power of the holy stone. Dajing's fate is tied to him. It's too late for me to confess, so how can I be alienated?"

"Didn't you deliberately separate me? Don't let me out of the yard... It's like..."

It's like being under house arrest.Xie Huaian felt wronged.

Hong Yao didn't know what the order was. Except for Kong Qing who appeared occasionally in the yard, everyone else in the yard disappeared, so he didn't show his face easily.

Xuanji Pavilion gave gifts more than once, but was stopped.Except for Ling Ziyou's face-to-face consultation under Hong Yao's supervision on the first day, the rest of the time he could only check his pulse by hanging silk, and he would be asked to leave without saying a word.

The only one who is always with him is Pangpang, the parrot.This cute little silly bird has been taught to only say "Your Majesty" and "Huian".

He was about to suffocate.

"It's because Mister is sick." Hong Yao chuckled, helped Xie Huai'an up, and put on a blouse for him.

"When my husband is better, I will take him out to get some fresh air. Find a place where no one is there, just the two of us... to see what my husband has always wanted to see."

"It's okay to have more people..." Xie Huai'an said cowardly.

"I will consider it, I have always been reasonable." Hong Yao said with a smile.

Xie Huaian was happy.He sat on the head of the bed, suppressed a low cough from time to time, stared at Hong Yao with bright and moist eyes, and wrote "I want to talk, I don't want to sleep."

Hong Yao lit two more lamps.In the dark room, he bowed deeply to Xie Huai'an.

Xie Huai'an was so frightened that he gasped, covered his mouth, and suppressed his small cough.

This is the second time Hong Yao solemnly bowed down to him.

Different from the first bow, Hong Yao got up after bowing, stepped back slightly, cupped his hands and bowed again, then knelt down on his left knee first, then bent his right knee without haste, and solemnly nodded.

The night breeze seemed to have calmed down.

Xie Huai'an didn't know what to do, wanted to pay respects, but couldn't figure out the etiquette, so he sat up straight on the bed and accepted Hong Yao's salute to him in the simple room.

After Hong Yao finished worshiping, he stood in front of Xie Huai'an's bed like a disciple, and said softly: "Mr. is talented, I should treat him as a national teacher. A few days ago, I was afraid that Mr. would be sick and sad, so I didn't discuss important matters with him. Tonight, Mr. Shang Jia, why don't you talk to my husband?"

"Your Majesty, please tell me..." Xie Huai'an responded softly after being bowed in this way, his thoughts of fuss were gone.

Hong Yao said slowly: "Mr. calculates that the solar eclipse will come on August [-]th. At this time, the celestial master is weak and the power of the holy stone is getting stronger. Since the first year of Yongshou, the celestial master has frequently worshiped the solar eclipse in the palace. I thought the celestial master realized this from the holy stone."

Xie Huai'an said: "If the Celestial Master is weak, he will not be able to control the guards. He will probably stay next to the holy stone. I just want to discuss with His Majesty how to get close to him."

"This is one of them..." Hong Yao paused after hearing Xie Huai'an's words, "Sir, how to get close is another matter. I want to ask, if the power of the celestial master disappears, what will happen to the living dead? What will happen to the sky?"

This is a question Xie Huai'an asked while grabbing the system, and it's easy to answer.

Xie Huai'an said: "What I can eliminate is the power of the fragments of stars outside the sky, affected by this...all things that should not exist in this world will return to their original state."

Those who have passed away will be completely gone, and the sky, which was reddened by the falling debris, will return to its original azure blue.

The big scene will not change back to the prosperous world in an instant, the influence of Tianshengjiao is still rooted everywhere, but the shadow that seems to be immortal at the top has disappeared.

The corner of Hong Yao's mouth moved, and he smiled twistedly.

"Very good... that's what I expected too. Hearing the affirmation from the master himself, I finally have a bottom line in my heart."

"Ah..." Xie Huai'an's lazy thinking finally turned a corner, "At that time, His Majesty will be able to return to Chaoshang."

This is still a puppet emperor!

He almost forgot again.

Hong Yao snorted and said, "I'm not afraid of sir's jokes. I have only been to court once since I was enthroned, and I even forgot how high the gate of the Chui Gong Palace is."

As Hong Yao spoke, his voice became more sluggish, with less ups and downs, as if he was slowly telling a hypnotic story: "I went to Xuanji Pavilion for this purpose. The army of the Celestial Master is not only the imperial guards, but also private soldiers, county Bing... Once the Celestial Master dies, all the living corpses in the world will immediately rot and pile up and stink. Burying is easy to say, what about the follow-up military power?"

"The forces in the court are intertwined. Those old thieves thought that I didn't hear things outside the window. In fact, I know how many young servants they hanged every day. Several major surnames in Zhaoge City are enshrined in heavenly masters, and they eat up their mouths to control the six divisions of the foreign court. Flowing oil. Once the celestial master is dead and they stay on their posts, what should they do?"

"The county guards and county magistrates in some places... some local emperors who care about human life, rely on the living dead to play their prestige. Thanks to the Heavenly Sacred Sect teaching the refugees to endure and sacrifice, they can keep their heads on their shoulders. Once the celestial master dies The blood-red sky that signaled the heavenly voice of the holy religion is gone, and millions of believers have lost their heads, so what should we do?"

"These are issues to be resolved by August [-]."

Xie Huai'an was not hypnotized, the more he listened, the bigger his head became, and his brows furrowed a little.

Hong Yao continued: "But sir, don't worry, I've been preparing for it for ten years."

"I... received the grace of others. I broke free from the shackles a long time ago and joined forces with Dajing. I prepared for ten years, and ten years ago, countless people in Dajing prepared for countless ten years. There are countless people in this world. Many people want to overthrow the Heavenly Master, hoping for a Haiyan Heqing person."

"But, sir..." Hong Yao's expression was gloomy.

"Even if I am unwilling in every possible way, I must find ways to make you stand in front of the Celestial Master safely."

"Tell me honestly, after breaking the power of the holy stone, will you be backlashed?"

When Xie Huai'an heard this, his emotions welled up and he coughed lightly. He tried his best to suppress the cough and showed a bright smile.

"I thought His Majesty was going to torture me, whether I was a real god or a big liar. Maybe I was just an ordinary person, ahem, and I tricked His Majesty into saying that a solar eclipse was coming, so I found a way to escape after I made preparations."

"Will you be backlashed?" Hong Yao asked repeatedly, staring at Xie Huai'an's face.

Xie Huai'an shook his head: "Of course I will live a good life, I still want to see the blue sky."

After the words fell, Xie Huai'an finally couldn't hold back, turned his back and coughed muffledly under the quilt.

"It's late at night, sir, rest."

After Xie Huaian recovered, Hong Yao stuffed him into the quilt, both corners of which were tightly tucked.

Xie Huai'an's desire to speak was satisfied, and his swollen forehead became more relaxed.

He closed his eyes, thinking of a bunch of questions in Hong Yao's words, hung a stone in his heart, and stretched out the quilt dishonestly.

"His Majesty……"

Xie Huai'an couldn't figure out why the suspicious young emperor believed his words so easily.

But it's a good thing.

Xie Huai'an gave up the entanglement, closed his eyes, and changed his voice to a question: "Will you sleep here tonight?"

Hong Yao's lips pressed against Xie Huai'an's fingertips, revealing sharp canine teeth, as if he wanted to nibble on this disobedient hand.

Soon, he straightened up, pretending that his hand happened to touch Xie Huai'an's fingertips just now, and took the white and translucent hand back to the brocade quilt.

"Of course, my god."

In the darkness, Hong Yao restrained his smile melancholy.

The next day, Xie Huai'an woke up, his head was dazed, and the fever did not fade.

He was ill for four days, but fortunately Ling Ziyou's prescription relieved his symptoms.

This body was like an empty shell that had been tortured. A soul of Xie Shijun got in and walked away in a circle. A soul of Xie Huai'an had moved home and couldn't help any disturbance.

Xie Huaian rang the golden bell and suddenly felt the room became silent.

Kong Qing tied up the curtain, revealing a newly erected twelve-piece screen in front of the bed.

This screen divides the main house into two halves with the gate as the boundary.

The screen is high and wide, tightly blocking the eyes of the outside world.After the golden bell rang, there was silence behind the screen for a while, and soon got some hint to start whispering again.

"Your Majesty, the North Palace is on schedule, and the brothers are trying to find a way to get a batch of funds to guarantee the expenses..."

"Good. Send a message to the supervisor, hurry up and don't delay."

As he said that, Lou He, the secret guard, came in to report the new situation, and then there were footsteps of old people leaving and new people coming in.

Hong Yao moved his office to be in front of Xie Huai'an's bed.

This is... listening to politics through a screen!Xie Huai'an was completely happy, and was taken aback when he saw Qing Kongqing's attire.

The female officer served Xie Huai'an respectfully as usual, helped him to the ear room, and fetched a basin of warm water for washing his face.

In line with Hong Yao's pace, the small narrow room on the side of the main house was also reorganized and a soft couch was added for rest.

Kong Qing said: "Your Majesty is in the main house in the morning, and in the west wing in the afternoon. If you want to listen, sir, you can listen on the bed, and if you are tired, you can go to the room to rest. Later, the servant will bring you today's medicine... Sir, you Are you listening?"

"Kongqing, you changed your clothes." Xie Huaian smiled.

Kong Qing pursed her lips and revealed a faint smile.

She wore a dark purple dress today, and took off the veil that she had never taken off in front of Xie Huai'an, revealing the criss-crossing knife marks from her cheeks to her chin.These scars were born for a long time, and they were dull white.

"Your Majesty told me to wait. If you still want to stay by your side, you have to let him see your true colors."

Kong Qing said: "My maidservant, Lou He, and the people who will come to this yard today are all Feiluan Guards belonging to His Majesty. We all come from different backgrounds, and we have different identities in each group. We are working for the same vision. Eight directions."

"Are you going back?" Xie Huai'an said reluctantly.

Kong Qing was originally Hong Yao's eyes and ears. They used to be in the relationship of monitoring and being watched.

Now Hong Yao ordered Kong Qing to reveal his identity, and opened up the affairs of Feiluan Guard to him, which is a true expression of trust.

"The servant girl was originally a nail stuck in the Temple of Manna. Both my father and brother died, and I was displaced. I once wanted to assassinate the celestial master, but was rescued by His Majesty after failing. Your Majesty allowed me to enter the Feiluan Guard, and now he has given me a new one. choose."

Kong Qing lowered her head, facing Xie Huai'an, prostrated herself on the ground: "With your permission, this maid is willing to serve you wholeheartedly."